#Metl Tires

[roadie1963]

Midweek Post for September 20, 2023 - New Bicycling Tech: Airless and Flat-Proof Tires Inspired by NASA?

Image from the Smart Tire Company Website Many things can end a bike ride prematurely. But if we break it down, there are really three specific situations that stand out. The most significant one, which you really have no control over, is how you feel. Second, a mechanical issue that can’t be fixed easily or quickly. Lastly, and most likely the one we’ve all had to face as cyclists at some…

[cefromagegrille]

aer u a. grene beaan.

-metl so m k

Why do you speak to me when you are tired?

[the-firebird69]

Why Is The Tractor Supply Mini Jeep So Popular?

They make a bigger model but once again you get back into a real price and it lacks some safety things and it's not really road worthy. It's a pen yes it's already gonna be like 15 grand and you saw it at the show you need to put stuff on it change things out just like you would with a kit.

https://www.google.com/search?q=jeep+body+kit+metl&sca_esv=60fec118eeb925b4&sca_upv=1&biw=1280&bih=601&tbm=vid&sxsrf=ADLYWIKiTN1CZUyKvKCnDLHc_P3YZnPj_Q%3A1720186461403&ei=XfaHZpuVGICGwbkPhf6uyAM&ved=0ahUKEwjbt-r3gZCHAxUAQzABHQW_CzkQ4dUDCA0&uact=5&oq=jeep+body+kit+metl&gs_lp=Eg1nd3Mtd2l6LXZpZGVvIhJqZWVwIGJvZHkga2l0IG1ldGwyBxAhGKABGAoyBxAhGKABGAoyBxAhGKABGAoyBxAhGKABGAoyBRAhGJ8FSIssUABYpSpwAHgAkAEBmAGLBKABnxmqAQwxMS4yLjEuMi4xLjG4AQPIAQD4AQGYAhGgAoIWwgILEAAYgAQYkQIYigXCAgoQABiABBhDGIoFwgIKEAAYgAQYFBiHAsICEBAAGIAEGLEDGEMYgwEYigXCAggQABiABBixA8ICCxAAGIAEGLEDGIMBwgIOEAAYgAQYsQMYgwEYigXCAg0QABiABBixAxhDGIoFwgINEAAYgAQYsQMYFBiHAsICERAAGIAEGJECGLEDGIMBGIoFwgIFEAAYgATCAgYQABgWGB7CAgsQABiABBiGAxiKBcICCBAAGIAEGKIEwgIFECEYoAGYAwCSBwk5LjQuMS4yLjGgB9Rp&sclient=gws-wiz-video#fpstate=ive&vld=cid:ab405f8b,vid:ktspHTdtgTk,st:0

www.

https://www.kaiserwillys.com/

The two above are the same thing they have tubs they sell. For restoration but really all the old jeeps are pretty much toast they have ACJ 5 and it's not really working but the tractor it's a 120 horsepower john Deere. Works on these jeeps for real functional jeeps and we don't have too much of a use for small tractors not right now. And we don't wanna use them for jeeps you have to get new gearing in the rear end from the larger model and we're not using those either and we do wanna make a deal and get rid of them and you can make the CJ5 which looks like a brand new Jeep by the way.

Thor Freya

And I'm excited. Great Jesus is my jeep I love this jeep I want this jeep and I didn't say Jesus but it came out but really II love this thing. This is a great idea and I know what they mean about the hundred 20 horsepower and actually the tires look the same and I'm pretty sure that DOT approved and without 120 that thing is gonna move out and it's not all wheel drive but they don't get stuck they go about 115 miles an hour. And I've done it before but I have not seen a CJ5 and this is great and I know what it looks like. He's gonna put it up there. I wanna go ahead and do this and he says there's nothing stopping you you just call out there and network and try and find someone. Going to go ahead and do that I have to do this it's the renegade. It's one of my favorite models it's kind of beefy looking and with the tires look real beefy. Great name too and there's a song and everything very interesting

Great name too and there's a song and everything very interesting

jenna

[neozoneorg]

Melt, l'invention du pneu de vélo increvable de la NASA est (enfin) disponible à l'achat sur Kickstarter

The Smart Tire Company a mis au point un pneu de vélo increvable. Le « Metl » est actuellement disponible sur Kickstarter. ... Read the full article

[worbeyond99]

AIRLESS BIKE TIRES USE NASA TECH TO DEF-SMART'S EAT PUNCHERS.

AIRLESS BIKE TIRES USE NASA TECH TO DEF-SMART’S EAT PUNCHERS.

Meanwhile, the Smart’s Tire Company has taken this same design and is using it to create their Martensite Elasticized Tubular Loading (METL) tire. SMART Tire Company Unveils Airless Tire. Meanwhile, the Smart’s Tire Company has taken this same design and is using it to create their Martensite Elasticized Tubular Loading (METL) tire. SMART’s Tire Company Unveils Airless Titanium Tire Used by…

[avialbikes]

SMART Tire Company is unveiled a lighter, more affordable version of its Shape Memory Alloy (METL) tire. The METL tire is a high performance, airless tire that never goes flat, boasting materials that were originally invented at NASA as part of its STC mission - https://capovelo.com/smart-tire-company-shows-off-lighter-more-affordable-version-of-its-shape-memory-alloy-tire/

[sevdrag]

dreamwidth update: wording out: when you can't write (1/?) - chronic fatigue

IDK if y'all are aware of this, but I've really been struggling with words lately. I'm a full 40 days behind my GYWO writing pledge for Days Written, and based on an informal expectation that I would write the word count I did last year, I'm only at 55%. And it's almost June, which makes me pretty damn behind.

There are a few things I've been meaning to talk about as reasons I haven't been writing -- please note this isn't because I think I owe anybody anything (except for a few lingering comms for v understanding friends) or that I really think anyone cares. It's just interesting stuff for a dialogue, really.

The key part of me not writing is that I've been caring for my three nieces weekly. This involves a 2-hr drive to my brother's house on Monday, where I pick them up from school (METL MUM) and watch them for 3 hours, then start / help / eat dinner. After dinner I can escape to the basement if I have things to do (and often do), but 3 hours with 3 young and very energetic girls can be exhausting, so it's rare that I have any spoons to write after, say, 20:00. Tuesday I wake up early to take them to school and have like 9:00-15:00 to myself, at which point I do the same thing, just a little more tired. Wednesdays I take them to school and then drive the 2 hr back to my house, at which point usually I collapse.

and there's a lot of this that has just taken far more energy than I expected. The girls, the travel, being away from my cats and my OWN grocery shopping and my safe spaces, sleeping in a strange bed (although at this point it isn't THAT strange), the wear of scope creep as weeks went on. 3 girls for 3 hours is a lot of overstimulation, which is one of the things I'm critically sensitive too -- more likely to wear me out than almost anything else.

Part 1: Fibro Sucks

We all know spoon theory, right, but -- a lot of the time I explain fibromyalgia and other chronic pain conditions using a credit or debit card analogy. Say you've got a card and every day you get X number of task energy loaded into that card. Then every time you do an activity, you swipe the card and it charges you. Some tasks - eat breakfast, shower - might be one unit of energy, while others - work 8 hours - might be six units, or eight, depending. For most ablebodied, neurotypical people, the number of tasks they can load onto their card in the morning usually averages out about equal to the energy they need for the entire day.

With fibro, first of all, you don't know how many energy credits you're going to have on any given day. You might wake up and have a 'normal' amount of energy. Or you might wake up and only have, like, 8 tasks on the card. And you have to pick how you want to spend them. Most of the time people with chronic pain disorders wake up with fewer task energy credits in their account, comparably -- this is why we're always complaining about not being able to keep up with the dishes, the laundry, the vacuuming. Our credit cards are a lot more limited. We don't get as many tasks per day as most typical people. Most people with fibromyalgia continuously run on a deficit.

And in addition -- yeah, you can borrow from the next day: you can overcharge the card. But not only does that give you less energy for tomorrow, the bank (your body) hits you with an overdraft fee, such as extensive pain, brain fog, exhaustion, or even illness. These things compound on themselves, too, until you've built up such debt that you have to spend an entire weekend in bed.

Recovery Days: When Brain and Body Are Just Done

The problem with all of this travel and work hasn't necessarily been the care itself (although man it's been great seeing the girls like this and ALSO oh man i'm super tired) -- it's been recovery. If I get up, drive / take the girls in, put in whatever work I can manage that day, care for the girls BY MYSELF, make dinner, etc... that's a full day. That's a full day for a parent. So even when I slip downstairs at 19:00 to relax, I've still put in a lot of work. And that plus the dissonance of continuous traveling has just ... it's worn down my credit card a lot.

The problem has been that I'll come home and do nothing Wednesday and usually need Thursday as a light-brain-and-body day until I'm recovered enough to feel like myself. By the weekend (when I see Actual Husband) I'm usually alright, but at that point I'm trying to forward-bank energy for next week's child care. When you run on a deficit like this, well -- my time w the girls is my top priority, they're my nieces, but/so other things start to suffer.

So one of the reasons it's been hard to write much of anything is because I've been spending far more time in Recovery Mode. Like, Hardcore Recovery Mode. (Fibro's one of the biggest reasons I don't have children of my own, although there are others.)

It's no surprise that the only things I've posted this year are comfort fic (forth, the fifth) and feral birthday gifts (weirdly specific AUs) where I had people cheering me on as I was writing AND a deadline. That encouragement piece has really, until now, been the driver. I'm finally starting to crawl out of the hole, finally looking at WIPs again, but.

And the funniest/worst piece is that I hadn't really realized up until just recently - when I started climbing out of the hole - what it was. It isn't necessarily writing burnout - because I still wanted to write - but it's other burnout, spending my energy elsewhere on other people and then needing to plug myself in like a dead phone. (My other favorite fibro analogy is the mobile phone with a shit battery and too many apps analogy.)

you just get tired of being tired, my friends. you get really tired of being tired.

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[leossmoonn]

chemistry part fourteen

part thirteen | part fifteen | masterlist

zuko x fem!reader

avatar: the last airbender

includes - you, zuko, suki, katara, toph, sokka, and aang

special appearances by - iroh, azula, appa, and mai

warnings - language, angsty, mentions of sex

“what if they don’t like me?” you asked nervously.

“they, will. azula’s opinion doesn’t matter, and my uncle loves you,” zuko said.

“alright,” you smiled. “i’m ready.”

zuko leaned over and kissed your cheek. “you’ll be great.”

you smiled and stepped out of his car, wrapping your coat around you. zuko and you walked up to his house, holding hands. you had the cupcakes you made in the other hand, and zuko had the gifts you two bought in his other hand. the door opened quickly, revealing iroh.

“hello! come in, come in,” iroh smiled.

“hi, iroh,” you smiled.

“hello, y/n. it is so nice to see you again. i was wondering when my nephew would finally ask you out,” iroh said.

zuko rolled his eyes. “well, i did it.”

“yes, and we’re all happy. hm, you brought cupcakes! you can put those on the kitchen table,” iroh said.

you nodded and left zuko’s side for a moment, going into the kitchen and seeing a few more of zuko’s family members.

“you must be y/n. i’m azula, zuko’s sister.” a pretty, young woman came up to you. she looked so much like zuko; basically a female version.

“hi, it’s nice to meet you,” you smiled and held your hand out. azula shook it, giving you a welcoming smile.

you felt a hand snake around your waist and looked to see zuko standing behind you. you smiled at him, metling into his embrace.

“zuko, you didn’t tell me your girlfriend was so pretty,” azula complimented.

“thank you,” you smiled.

“he could do better,” a mono-toned voice said. it belonged to a girl- zuko’s age. she had black hair, a red dress on, and a cold glare that she directed towards you.

“mai, don’t be so rude,” azula frowned.

“and don’t be so nice, zul,” mai said.

“oh, you’re mai?” you said, your mood dimming a little. “it’s, um, nice to meet you.”

“likewise,” mai gave you a strained smile. she then looked to zuko.

you stiffened as you saw the look she gave him. zuko noticed your reaction and pulled you closer, interlocking hands.

“want to get a drink with me, zuzu?” mai asked.

“nope, i’m good. i’d rather get a drink with y/n,” zuko said.

“ugh, fine. you’ll regret saying no,” mai grimaced, walking away.

“sorry about her, she’s still in love with zuko. if you ask me, you two are cuter together,” azula said.

“thank you,” you smiled gratefully at her.

“yeah, thanks, azula. y/n, wanna go get those drinks?” zuko asked.

“yeah, sure,” you nodded.

you two moved passed azula, exchanging goodbyes. 

“so, when did you and mai date?” you asked, grabbing yourself a diet coke. 

“in high school. i dated her from sophomore year to half my junior year. so it was about a year and a half relationship,” he explained honestly. 

“wow. that’s a long time,” you chuckled.

zuko sensed your anxiety and put his hand on your’s to reassure you. “yeah, but it’s all in the past now. i’m very over it. and plus, i’m with you now.” you smiled at him. “yeah, i know. thank you. have you had other relationships in the past before?”

“yeah, a few. another long-term, a couple short-term. i haven’t been on a date since sophomore year of college, to be honest with you,” zuko said bashfully. 

“well, i’ve never had a boyfriend before. well, not an offical one anyways, so i wouldn’t worry,” you smiled

“you not having a boyfriend? i can’t imagine that,” zuko teased. 

you blushed and shrugged, “no guys interested me. especially not in high school. all of them are so immature and gross.”

“understandable. i came from a strict family, so i wasn’t too bad,” zuko said. 

“that’s not what sokka said,” you grinned. 

zuko rolled his eyes. “alright, well, sokka is different. he's all goofy and may have coerced me into pranks, but i was a good kid and student.”

“true. i mean, you are my tutor after all,” you laughed. 

“right. right. speaking of tutoring, do you still want to continue?” zuko asked. 

“yes! but instead of calling it ‘tutoring’ we can just hang out and you can help me with homework,” you suggested. 

“sounds good,” zuko nodded, taking a sip of his beer. 

“hey, did you want to play with the vr?” he asked. 

“yes!” you exclaimed. 

zuko smiled at your enthusiasm. “alright, wanna go in the basement or my room to play?”

“oh, um, wherever,” you shrugged. the thought of you in your boyfriend’s room made you nervous, but filled your stomach with butterflies.

“we can go in the basement,” zuko said. 

you nodded. “wait, i want to see your room though.” you knew you didn’t have to go in there and be alone for a long period of time yet, but you at least wanted to see what it looked like.

zuko nodded and took your hand, leading you through the small crowd of people. you went up to stairs and walked to the bedroom that was down the hall. 

“i’m going to the bathroom real quick, feel free to look around and stuff,” zuko smiled. 

you nodded, watching his retreating figure. you opened his door hesitantly, your nostrils immediately filling with the sweet smell of cinnamon. your eyes immediately went to the bed that sat across from the door and in the middle of the room. his sheets were black with red lines down the middle. his pillows were both black and red, alternating in a pattern. he also had a few stuffed animals laid out on his bed. one of a red dragon, turtle-duck, and a polar bear-dog. he had two, dark-brown coloured nightstands on each side of his bed. on the left one, which was closest to you, was a lamp, a few gum packets, and a few books for school. the right one had a picture frame of him and his mother, him and his sister, one of him and just his mom, and another of him and iroh. across from the right nightstand on the wall, was a black bookshelf. it had 5 shelves with three and a half filled with all sorts of books. 

avid reader, i see, you thought. 

all around his room he had posters and pictures. the posters were of his favorite bands: AC/DC, greenday, rolling stones, queen, and nirvana. he had some jazz singers, too. like louis armstrong, billie holiday, frank sinatra, and nat king cole.

good music taste, too.

across from the foot of the bed was his desk that had a bunch of papers on there, a clock, and a pencil holder. he had standing lamp next to his desk, too. 

“his bed is so comfortable.”

your body stiffened once you heard mai’s dark, monotoned voice. you didn’t look at her, you just kept your eyes trained on his stuffed animals. 

“oh, really? how would you know?” you challenged. 

“because we’ve had sex there. he’s really good at it, too,” mai said. you could hear the smirk in her voice. 

of course that’s the reason why.

“and the jazz music he would play while we cuddled after a few rounds. ugh, so magical. you won't believe the things he can do with that body of his,” mai said. 

“oh,” you said, your voice breaking. 

mai put her hand on your shoulder, leaning to whisper in your ear. “he's mine, y/n. always have and always will be. he’ll be done with you soon and come running back to me. he always does.”

tears sprung in your eyes and a few ran down your cheeks. you didn’t say anything else, knowing that if you opened your mouth, the only sound that would come out was a sob. 

“have fun. ta-ta!” mai said and took her hand off of you. you heard her footsteps walk away, going down the stairs. 

you let out a shaky breath, taking out your phone to text katara to take you home. she responded quickly, thankfully, and told you she’d be there in 10. 

zuko existed the bathroom, smiling once he saw you in the doorway of his room. 

“hey, how do you like the room?” zuko asked. 

you took in a deep breath, wiping away your tears harshly. “it’s cool. i really like the posters and the stuffed animals.”

zuko noticed your discomfort. “what’s wrong?” he went in front of you, his heart breaking once he saw that you were crying. “hey, hey, why’re you crying?”

you averted his gaze, shrugging. “nothing, i’m just tired. you mind if i have katara pick me up?”

zuko narrowed his eyes at you. “al-alright. but… why?”

“i just… i got a text from my mom. it's an emergency. i have to go,” you lied.

zuko looked at your face, knowing you were lying. he knew he wouldn't get the truth out of you now, though. so he decided to let you go, let you calm down, then ask you about it in the next few hours. 

“yeah, sure. i’m sorry you have to leave,” zuko said, reaching out for your hand gently. 

you let him, his touch calming you. “yeah, me, too. walk me out?”

zuko smiled softly, “yeah, sure,”

you two walked down the stairs in silence. you put on your coat, reaching for the doorknob. 

“i had fun, thank iroh for inviting me,” you said.

“of course. text me when you get home, okay?” zuko asked. 

“will do,” you nodded and exited the house. zuko watched you walk away, sighing. 

he looked to his left, catching the eye of mai. she had a malicious smirk on her face, not trying to even hide it. zuko glared at her, putting the pieces together of why you left. 

fuck you, mai, he thought.

you got into the car, seeing katara with worried eyes. 

“hey, what’s wrong?” she asked.

as soon as you sat down was when the tears starting coming out in hot streaks. 

“m-mai,” you sobbed. 

katara narrowed her eyes, “that bitch. what did she say?”

“she was talking about how good zuko was at sex. how wonderful their sex was. it was horrible. she also mentioned that he goes back to her all the time. is that true?” you asked.

katara’s eyes widened. “i… why don’t we go back home and get you calmed down first, alright? we have cookies and whiskey.”

you nodded, wiping your eyes. katara drove you home, keeping her hand on your’s for comfort. 

note - hope you guys read and enjoy this as new parts are added! if you wanna be on the taglist, message me and/or reply to this post :))

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[dailytechnologynews]

METL Tires Using NASA Tech Are Coming to Bikes https://ift.tt/2OGjQ6Q

[the-firebird69]

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[tricksters-captain]

Black Mirror: Bandersnatch/Colin Ritman imagine - I’m here.

AN: Well since so many of you liked the other one, here’s a fluffy one for y’all. And for those who aren’t too fussed by fluff and are just waiting for my next smutty piece, it’s on its way...

Summary: Colin has been working day and night on his new game and you remind him that he’s not alone. 

Pairing(s): Colin Ritman x Reader

Word count: 1,084

Warnings: None, it’s fluffy but like angsty fluff. 

You hadn’t seen Colin work as hard as this in a long time. His new game concept was proving more difficult than he originally imagined. 

It seemed like Colin was living behind a computer desk at the moment; he was either at work in the Tuckersoft building or locked away in his programming room. He was heading straight towards the hole. 

You knew it was best to leave him be until he needed you or finally had a break through. You’d seen him go through it this bad only once before it ended out okay in the end. 

You laid in bed alone for the third night in a row. The alarm clock flashed 2:51am. 

You threw the covers back, knowing full well you wouldn’t be able to sleep until you knew how Colin was doing. 

You knew you should wait a few moments longer before you checked on him since you always had a thing for bad timing. You would walk in at exactly the wrong moment and mess things up, it was a habit you’ve had since you were young and it’s actually how you met Colin. 

You lit a cigarette and stood by the tall window in your bedroom. You watched the smoke dance through the air with your stinging, tired eyes. You were exhausted. 

You heard Colin cough, breaking the silence throughout the flat. The only other noise was the occasional distant siren in the city from the open window. 

You tossed the remains of your cigarette out the window and slowly made your way through the flat. Purposely making sure that you were soft-footed so that your bare feet didn’t make any noise as you approached Colin’s programming room. 

You wrapped your arms around yourself so that Colin’s t-shirt hugged you when you stopped outside the door. 

You could hear the faint fast typing of Colin’s keyboard and the quiet music playing now. 

You could picture him glasses on nose, eyebrows furrowed and shirt dirty when you closed your eyes. You were desperate to open the door but you knew it was best to avoid breaking his focus when he was in so deep. 

You waited a few seconds before turning on your heel and heading back to the bedroom. 

That’s when you heard it... the moment that meant he had broken...

There was a loud crash from inside his programming room and you rushed back, swinging the door open to see Colin with his back to you and his hands on his hips. You could hear his heavy breaths of frustration even with his face turned.

“Colin?” You muttered as you looked around to see his ashtray thrown across the room and a framed poster of Metl Hedd smashed. You also noticed the music had stopped, the record player’s faint drone indicated it had reached the end of the side. 

Colin didn’t say anything. 

You creeped forward and carefully took his hand into yours, sliding your fingers down his wrist and into his palm. You could see his face was hard with a mixture of anger and something you couldn’t quite put your finger on. 

You lead him to the kitchen and let go of his hand to boil the kettle. 

When you turned back to Colin, his arms were crossed over his chest as he stared at the floor with intense concentration. He really was lost in his head. 

You inched forward and stood in front of Colin. 

“Hey...” You whispered. He didn’t break concentration. “Hey.” You whispered again, this time reaching up and cupping his face in your hands. 

Colin’s eyes snapped up to meet yours over the top of his glasses. 

“Take a break.” You told him. Colin then lifted his eyes out of your hands and sighed. 

You made his tea in silence before heading towards the sofa. Colin followed you without you leading him by hand this time. 

You both sat down on the sofa and Colin took his mug of tea from you. 

“Thank you.” He murmured the first thing you heard from him all evening. 

“Colin?” You called his name as he drank from his mug. Colin looked up at you, turning his head a little to show you he was actually listening. 

You reached out and placed your hand on the back of his head, stroking his hair. 

“I’m here.” You reminded him. 

Colin knew what that meant. It was you reminding him that he wasn’t alone and he didn’t have to stress over the game when he had you right there to bring him back out of the hole and if that didn’t work, you always were up for getting high. 

After Colin drank his tea, he leant back on you and let you stroke his hair. You watched him fall asleep as you ran your fingers through his bleached locks. 

His whole body seem to relax as he finally fell asleep. You smiled as you removed his glasses and watched his chest rise and fall peacefully. 

You placed a kiss on the top of his head before falling asleep under him. 

The next morning you woke up with a blanket draped over you and a pillow under your head from where Colin had clearly woken up early and made you comfortable. 

You could hear his typing from his room which meant he had the door open. That was a good sign. 

You smiled and rubbed your eyes before standing and making your way to the programming room. 

You stood in the door way in his t-shirt and smiled as he typed away. 

Colin turned his head to show you that he noticed you and pressed his lips into a thin line for a smile. 

You sauntered up to him and draped your arms around his shoulders as you peered over him to look at the screen. 

The title screen flashed up as Colin pressed the key to run the game and you smiled. 

“It’s finished.” Colin pulled out a cigarette and lit it. 

“About bloody time.” You teased him before sitting on his lap and pressing your lips to his. Colin kept the cigarette away from your hair as he held you here, his spare hand sliding up your thigh. “Guess you’re making me breakfast then.” You slid off his lap before he could take it any further. 

Colin watched you run away from in his t-shirt and smirked; taking a drag from his cigarette before standing to follow you to the kitchen. 

[shinydixon]

See you around - Colin Ritman x Reader [Request]

@chbbe : Colin request!!! Just a cute/romantic one where he somehow meets reader and thinks they’re the absolute shit 😍 and gets all flustered doesn’t know how to behave! I’d love it if reader made the first move too, that never happens!! Love ✌️

I’ve changed it a little bit because I feel like a flustered Colin is a little OOC, I hope you’ll like it anyway ♥

Warnings: none

Also, thank you to my baby @zerasieghild for the beta-reading

ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE SO, SORRY FOR EVENTUAL MISTAKES

Creating and developing a videogame could be frustrating and tiring.

All of this could lead a person into a hole of irritation and annoyance…and that’s where Colin’s mind was now.

Usually Colin didn’t have any problem coding and developing videogames which, as usual, would end up being a masterpiece in the game industry.

However, this one was pushing Colin toward a breakdown.

It wasn’t until he almost spilled a cup of tea on his computer that Colin decided to take a break.

He left the Tukersoft building without warning anyone, putting a freshly rolled cigarette to his lips once he’d reached the entrance door.

He walked down the street, hoping that the city would somehow inspire him for his new game; “Metl Hedd”.

After 30 minutes spent wandering in the city, Colin started to think that it was just a waste of time until he found himself in front of a little music store.

Music had always helped him focus. Perhaps he needed to add something new to his collection.

Yet Colin sensed something strange.

He felt like something or someone was pushing him to enter the store, and he couldn’t help but follow his gut.

The music store wasn’t that big, but for now, it would do.

Stalking through the various shelves full of vinyl’s, Colin’s attention was caught by a girl.

She stood there, moving her head from left to right, trying to decide between two vinyl’s.

He had to admit she was stunning, with her long (h/c) up into an elegant ponytail, and those sparkling (e/c) eyes focused on the two albums right in front of her. Plus, she had good tastes.

A woman of the finest class indeed

Besides, her expression was kind of cute and intriguing at the same time.

For the second time that day, Colin felt drawn to her, he had to talk to that girl even if he didn’t have the slightest reason to.

Moreover, he felt like he had met that girl before.

“Tangerine Dream’s music is really good if you need any help on clearing your mind, if you ask me, but Tomita was a pioneer of electronic so yeah, the choice is tough”

When the (h/c) haired girl turned toward him, her wide smile disappeared in a second, Colin could read pure/utter confusion on her face.

They stared at each other for what felt like an eternity, before Colin extended his hand.

“I’m Colin, yeah?”

The girl’s (e/c) stared at his hand before she took it into her own.

“Yeah, sorry, I’m (Y/n) …Haven’t we met before?”

“I don’t think so”

(Y/n) let out a nervous giggle, before turning her gaze to the albums.

“I’m sorry, I feel like I know you”

Colin wanted to tell her the same thing, but something was stopping him.

What if he started with one of his rumblings about conspiracy?

What if she found him weird or creepy?

He was too busy thinking about all these things that he didn’t notice he was still staring at her until she caught his attention again.

“So, Colin, right? You seem to be someone who knows a lot about music, care to give me a suggestion?”

Colin moved on her left side and took a new vinyl.

“Why don’t you try this?”

Between his hands there was a copy of The Cure’s Pornography, one of his favorites.

“This came out two years ago, and it helped me a lot to finish my job…I know it’s not electronic, but I feel like you’re gonna enjoy it”

Smiling, (Y/n) put down the previous two albums and took the one Colin suggested her to buy.

“Ok, I wanna trust you”.

Colin didn’t know how much time he spent in the music store with that girl, she offered him her help to find something new for him to listen, and during that time they talked, literally, about everything.

He really enjoyed staying with her, even if he had just met her.

However, the time came when both had to leave the store, so, once they’d paid for their albums (in the end, Colin was convinced on buying Edgar Froese’s “Aqua”), they both stepped outside the store for a smoke.

They were smoking silently, until (Y/n) decided to speak up.

“Listen…I know it’s weird, I mean, we just met but I feel like I need to know more about you”

Now she had Colin’s attention.

Somehow, he couldn’t tell her he felt the same, he really wanted to, but no words came out from his mouth.

“So…I was wondering…You’d like to hang out with me sometime? You don’t need to say yes if you don’t – “

“Absolutely”

(Y/n) couldn’t help but smile at that, happy he didn’t find her weird.

Quickly, she grabbed her notebook from her purse and ripped off an empty sheet.

“Here, write your number”

Colin took it gently from her hand.

“Here, call whenever you want, I’ll always have time for you (Y/n)”

Smiling, (Y/n) took the piece of paper and she put it in her jacket’s pocket.

“Good, see you around, Colin Ritman”

There will definetly be a part 2 

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Could we have reaction of Ace, Marco and Shanks hearing their s/o is pregnant and maybe how they react if s/o's water broke oHo ?

Oh Heavens, the dorkest dorks ever. I’m so sorry for the looong wait! I hope you enjoy thiiiis~ I picture them having girls, tbh, so that’s what you’ll have, anon :p

Ace

You were pretty nervous to confess it to Ace

What if he gets angry about it? What if he wants you to leave??

But you need to tell him, so when you find him all relaxed one day, you just approach him and he immediately knows something is wrong

“I need to tell you something”, you say and he just gulps and is ready to hear. “I’m pregnant…”

From all the possible things that could happen, you weren’t exactly expect him to jump on his feet and wrap you between his arms tightly, laughing like an idiot

He’s even tearing up a little bit

“Are you serious right now?! Are you really pregnant? This is our baby?!”, you laugh he’s too excited

“Well it’s not exactly a baby just yet, but yes, it’s going to be our baby”

Ace is the most beautiful man in the world. He takes a lot of care of you and his baby. He makes sure you spend in bed most I the time, gives you all the food you want and just is a lovely boy like he only knows

One night, though, you are both sleep in bed, pacefully when Ace wakes because he feels his leg a bit wet?

He wakes up and he has a little heart attack looking at the mess?

“[Name]! You’re pee-

You wake up gasping and holding in your belly. “I’m not! My water broke! Quick! Call the doctor!”

You guys need a moment because Ace IS freaking up harder than you.

”[Name]!“, he gasps, ”[Name], this is the doctor who doesn’t want to help us!“, he says once the doctor enters your room.

You can’t help but giggle when you hear it, despite the pain

He’s probably screaming louder than you during the whole time

“FOR GOD’S SAKE, ACE DON’T YOU DARE TO PUT THAT THING ON ME EVER AGAIN DID YOU HEAR?!”

“Ah, [Name]! I am so sorry! I’ll make sure I’ll never do it even again and-

He hears the crying of your baby and he’s about to pass out as a nurse places your baby between your arms

“Look at her, Ace, she has your freckles”

He can’t even talk, he’s crying too hard and your baby is just looking at him like “... what are you doing dad?”

“You’re embarrassing her already, Ace and she’s only been in this world for like two minutes”

“I AM SO HAPPY!”

He’s the cutest dork ever

Marco

“Marco, I’m pregnant”, he spits on his drink, you always know when to say such things, [Name]

“Pregnant?! Of me?”

“... No, not of you? It’s Ace’s baby, we had a sexual affair the other day an-OF COURSE IT’S YOURS!! WHAT KIND OF WOMAN DO YOU THINK I AM?!!”

Seriously, this man gets in your nerves everytime

He’s really happy though? He’s really excited and he even tears up a little. “I hope she is a girl, don’t you want a girl?

“Hello, baby!”, he says to your belly. “This is- omgomgomg this is your papa, baby!”, he’s nuzzling your stomach, his words are muffled and all

“I don’t think it can hear you just yet, Marco”

“Don’t call the baby ‘it’, [Name]. Oh, I know! If the baby is a boy we’ll call him Marco, if the baby is a girl, we’ll call her [Name]

He’s very original, as you can see

Boy he’s the kind of dad that doesn’t let you do anything during your pregnancy?

You wanna go for a walk? No, sorry what if the baby comes out?

You wanna eat something spicy? Nope, the baby is gonna get hurt

You wanna cuddle? Nooo, the baby might get hurt

You accidentally let your glasses fall to the floor and you wanna take them? HELL NO! DO NOT PRESS YOUR BELLY!

You get a bit tired of him even though sometimes it is funny to listen him freaking out

“[Name], my love. The baby is going to be born tomorrow morning, you remember the names, right?”

“Wha- No, no Marco, this baby will not have any of those names. And, how on earth, do you know the baby is going to be born tomorrow??”

“I just know! Oh! Maybe she’s a girl and we have a deep connection already? You know what they say, right? They say ‘Girls are dad’s’!”

“... Listen, Marco. I don’t want you near my child never, okay?”

“Wha-! But [Name], my love! Why do you say such things?!”

Your water breaks by the morning and at 9:00 am you have your baby girl in your arms 

“Oh, I told you [Name]~ Hello, beautiful [Name] baby! This is your da-

“You know we’re not going to call her that, right Marco?”

“... why don’t you let me enjoy this time with my [Name] baby, [Name]?”

Shanks

Hold yourself, [Name]. Your pregnancy with Shanks is very angsty

He’s happy, of course, you’re the love of his life and he’s going to have a baby with you. There’s way much happiness inside him right now

He’s worried, though, the sea is dengerous af, what if you and the baby gets hurt?

He can barely protect you, (not that you really need it, though, you’re pretty strong), and now he has to protect his baby 

He doesn’t want to live you, though, and he even gets a bit angry when you propose to stay at an island just you and your baby 

“Are you saying I can’t protect my family?”

“You know damn well that’s not what I meant, Shanks”, you say and you’re getting angry too. “I don’t want you to feel worried about us all the time, that’s all”

“... I know. I know. I’m sorry...”

You have quite a few discussions in those nice months

He takes good care of you during your pregnancy, though, he makes sure you’re comfortable and feeling well

But he always seems nervous, even if he wants to enjoy the growing of your belly and the little kicks he feels in his hands, he’s nervous and restless

He even wants to keep you locked, but dear boy, it’s [Name] we’re talking about. Always so stubborn, so he can’t keep you in one place and it’s driving him up the wall even more

And then one day your water breaks and omg he’s so nervous, he can barely hold himself in his feet and he wants to kill the doctor because you’re in so much pain

“Dear god, Shanks! Stop treating him! It’s norm- AAAH! KILL HIM! KILL HIM RIGHT NOW!”

“But you just said it’s norm- YOU BASTARD! DON’T YOU SEE SHE’S IN PAIN?!”

You give birth to a healthy baby girl, her hair red as fire just like his father’s and as soon as you have her in your arms Shank’s eyes fill with tears

“[Name]”, he says between sobs. “[Name], she looks like me”

“She’s way prettier though”, that makes him laugh and suddenly his worries just metl away?

He’s apologizing and promising you that he’ll always protect and he doesn’t want to hide you both anymore? He wants the world to know he has the most beautiful baby girl

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Smart Tire Company METL Tires

https://koliasa.com/smart-tire-company-metl-tires/ Smart Tire Company METL Tires - https://koliasa.com/smart-tire-company-metl-tires/ As far as press releases go, the Smart Tire Company’s recent announcement—that its NASA tire technology, ...