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My new Peach riot figurine came today!! I'm so happy with Poppy in the tree stump she's so cute in the trinkets shelf
#pop mart#peach riot#punk fairy#poppy#poppy peach riot#trinkets#trinket shelf#yes there is a golden crab clock#a frog lying down#a turtle drinking a coctel#and a yellow motorbike#frankie peach riot#rise up#rise up peach riot
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LachoWeek Day 6: (Bat out of) Hell ☄️ or: the return of vampire bat Lalo – inspired by the one and only Meat Loaf
#lachoweek#lalo salamanca#nacho varga#and his yellow motorbike!!!!!#lacho#vampire lalo#bat out of hell#dozerdraws#ipad art#procreate
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The 'must have' photo...
#bmw motorcycle#bmw cafe racer#bmw CRD 119#moto love#motorcycle#motorbike#lifestyle#moto adventure#classic bike#moto life#motorcyclelove#caferacer#yellow flowers#motorcycles#vintage motorcycle#custom motorbike
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Akari (Papa Louie)
#livi’s moodboards#aesthetic#moodboards#moodboard#video games#papa Louie#web original#papa’s games#Akari#Akari papa Louie#banana#bananas#yellow#black#gray#motorcycles#biker#motorbike#motorcycle#gold#fruit#food#Flipline#flipline studios#Flipline Akari
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Five pick up and one drop off (Pick up 5)
Pick up 1 | Pick up 2 | Pick up 3 | Pick up 4 | Pick up 5
This one took a bit of wrangling, but here it is.
Monique first appeared when Scott needed a little roadside assistance.
I hope you enjoy her second appearance :D
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Monique was his pickup truck and he loved her.
She had been red a long time ago, but nowadays she was more brown and just old. He did keep her maintained and she was definitely road worthy. But she was old. And when you’re old, things sometimes broke down.
Which is why Virgil Tracy, billionaire, International Rescue operative, engineer, artist, musician and coffee fan was currently lying in the weeds on the roadside under the old girl.
There was grease in his hair.
It was his fault really. He had been so busy of late; he hadn’t had time to get out to the farm and service her. And since she was no longer driven regularly, well, he had hoped, but this was inevitable.
Sorry, Grandpa.
He sighed. He wasn’t going to be able to fix this out here in the middle of nowhere country Kansas, and consequently he was stranded.
Looking at the state of the bearings involved he was lucky he had made it out here without seizing something up and coming to a very sudden stop.
“Sorry, Monique baby, but you’re not going anywhere for a while.” He sighed and reached for the rag he knew he would be needing.
“Virgil?”
He jumped.
Unfortunately, being under the car with little or no clearance, he whacked his head on the gearbox.
“Ow! John, what the-?”
“Virgil, you okay?”
His brother’s voice came from his collar comms, of course. Johnny was not standing next to the car. Though, come to think of it, Johnny would be preferable to the brother he knew he was going to have to call.
“I’m fine.”
“You don’t sound fine.”
“Jus’hit my head. What do you need?” Please not a rescue. He was on leave and leaving Monique on the side of the road was just wrong.
And he was working out logistics on how to get Monique into Thunderbird Two fast enough not to slow them down. But then she would be in the way and could compromise a mission, and damnit, he really didn’t want to leave her on the side of the road!
“Just checking in. You’ve been stationary in the middle of nowhere for some time now and its not like Monique has a computer I can interface with for a tech report.”
“You mean hack. My Lamborghini has not felt right since you played in her processor.”
“I needed information! You looked like you were being attacked!”
“I was being kissed, John. Clean your lenses.”
“Over the hood of your car.”
“I enjoyed it.”
“TMI, Virgil.”
Virgil couldn’t help grinning. It wasn’t often he won a verbal spar with his space brother. “I am fine, John. No kissing happening here.”
The frustrated groan from orbit only made him grin more.
“So you don’t want me to notify Gordon that you need rescuing?”
The grin vanished and it was Virgil’s turn to groan. Okay, needling John was never a successful ploy. One day he would remember that his brother was a genius and had all the answers.
A sudden banging on the side of his truck startled him enough to hit his head again. What the-?
“You okay down there, mate?”
Uh? Virgil pushed himself out from under his truck and found himself squinting up at a guy about his Dad’s age.
“Broken down?”
“Uh, yeah.” He got his feet under himself and leaning on Monique, stood up.
There was a giant black pickup truck on the other side of the road, three times the size of Monique. A sticker with flickering flame towards the rear declared ‘Burning dinos’.
“Need a hand?” The guy had a grey beard and hair, bit of a belly, and tattoo down one tanned arm.
Virgil grabbed that rag and wiped his hands best he could. “No, she’s not going anywhere, I’m afraid. Thanks for stopping, though.”
“Not a prob. Just doing the neighbourly thing.” The man frowned. “Say, are you from around here?”
“Not quite-”
“You look familiar.” The man’s frown deepened.
Uh, oh.
“You been on the HoloV?”
“Uh-“
The man peered at his face, enough for Virgil to have to take a step back and collide with Monique.
“You look a lot like one of those rescue guys. You know, the ones who fly those planes that make all that noise.”
“Well, yeah I-“
But then the guy was laughing. “Sorry, you must get that a lot.”
“Sometimes.”
“It’s not like one of those billionaires would drive something like that, is it?”
And he was gesturing at Monique.
Virgil frowned. “Well-“
“After all, I earn enough and look at my girl. She’s got everything I can afford and still she needs more.”
A glance at the black monstrosity and there was definitely no need for more. He seriously doubted the vehicle had ever done a lick of work, or in some cases, could.
He could hear his father saying it now - ‘she ain’t pretty, but she’s practical’. Dad always was function over form. Monique may be old and worn, but she’d earnt every scratch and scrape, and she wore them proudly.
“So, you doin’ her up?”
“What?”
“Your truck. She a work in progress?”
“No, she just needs some repairs. My brother will pick me up soon.” He really should call Gordon, despite the ribbing involved.
“Sure you don’t want a lift?”
“Yeah, thanks anyway.” Was it rude to hope the man would leave?
Probably.
Unfortunately, either way, he didn’t.
“So, what is it? The money?
“Excuse me?”
“The reason why you drive a broken truck.”
“Uh-“
“Just imagine if we had the money. You could fix up it up, give it a new paint job.” He arched an eyebrow at Monique. “Or buy a new one.”
“I like my truck as she is.” Bar a busted bearing or two.
The guy eyed Virgil like he had a disease. “Why?”
“She’s an heirloom.”
“I can see that.” He took a step back as if to really look at Virgil’s truck. “Is that a backyard eco-conversion?” A look of pure horror crossed the guy’s face.
“Yeah.” Dad and Grandpa had done it together back in the 2030s. Grandpa didn’t want to take the truck off the road, so the gas engine got the boot and Dad had helped him install the eco-conversion.
“You do realise an eco can’t compare to a traditional gasoline engine? My girl has six hundred horsepower under her hood. She works hard and plays hard. She can pull 15,000 pounds and not break a sweat.”
Virgil folded his arms. “Impressive.” Except for the whole burning hydrocarbons issue, deal breaker that it was. He wasn’t going to mention Monique’s specs, she was after all, more than she looked.
Besides, he could hear the sound of his girl in the distance. She could pull a lot of things.
Thunderbird Two shot into a low hover above Monique, tossing hair and grass alike, her roar all encompassing. “Hey, Virg, Johnny said you needed a lift?” Gordon’s voice bounced around as big truck guy’s jaw dropped.
“Thanks, Gordon.” Virgil turned to his companion and held out a hand. “Thanks again for stopping.”
The man’s hand was offered absently as he stared up at Virgil’s girl.
“You might want to stand back.”
He vaguely nodded and backed his way across the road to his truck.
“Gordon, grapples will do the job. It’s not far.”
“Aye, Captain.”
Virgil rolled his eyes and, pulling open Monique’s driver side door, climbed in and put on his seat belt.
The clunk of four magnetic grapples, a gentle tug, and Monique left the ground.
Virgil couldn’t help but look down at the man staring up at Virgil’s girl.
Was it wrong to enjoy the shock on the man’s face?
Probably.
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#thunderbirds are go#thunderbirds#thunderbirds fanfiction#virgil tracy#john tracy#gordon tracy#nuttyfic#this one fought me#Gordy didn't get the yellow motorbike I promised him#maybe next time
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STAN AND MITCH!!!
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#stim#stimboard#sensory#stimblr#stimmy#road 96#stan and mitch#stan sanchez#mitch sanchez#guns#motorcycle#motorbike#money#cash#pour#mirror glaze#cake#icing#coin#black#grey#yellow#green#orange#weapons#hands#vehicles
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motorbikes
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#talos gifs#stim gifs#stim#motorbike#motorcycle#city#driving#shiny#black#grey#gray#brown#yellow#blue#green#uhh. idk how to tag this really#gif ids#id in alt
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YouTube▶️ || Boosty☕
#gta 5#gta V#gta#gta online#Rockstar Games#Games#PC Games#Video Games#Gaming#Game Photography#Game#Screenshot#Steam Games#yellow jack#motorcycle#motorbike#bike#мотоцикл#biker girl#байкерши
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[X / X / X] [X / 🏎️ / X] [X / X / X]
A mood stimboard for Monkey Kid (Lego Monkie Kid) with themes of family, Chinese food/culture, music, and monkeys, in the colours red and yellow.
As has become common for me, I misread the request YET AGAIN and produced this happy little accident. I got excited making gifs for it! I'm sorry! I hope it's at least a fun little addition to your original request.
#🏎️ — stimboard !#kinblog#kinhelp#stimboard#stim#food#noodle#moon cake#motorcycle#motorbike#music#monkey#fictive#lmk fictive#red#orange#yellow
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Yellow Harley Davidson, Larnaka, Cyprus
No oil leak 👌
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Classic MotoGP Style The 2008 Chris Vermeulen Rizla Suzuki GSXR Racing Jacket
You can relive a specific moment in MotoGP history by wearing the GSXR Racing Jacket from Chris Vermeulen’s 2008 season with Rizla Suzuki. This Rizla Suzuki jacket offers the perfect combination of comfort and safety. It has a classic blue-and-white Rizla Suzuki structure along with Vermeulen’s number 71. It features a solid, abrasion-resistant surface, and impact-resistant armour, and premium materials are used in its construction. The adjustable waist and cuffs allow for a customized fit, and cooling is provided by ventilation systems during hard rides. Whether you’re a seasoned rider or a MotoGP fan, the Chris Vermeulen jacket combines style, protection, and MotoGP memories.
Classic MotoGP Style The 2008 Chris Vermeulen Rizla Suzuki GSXR Racing Jacket
#best motorbike leather racing jacket#Biker leather jacket#Chris Vermeulen jacket#gsxr jacket blue#GSXR Racing Jacket#jacket#Leather jacket#men leather jacket#Motorcycle leather jacket#Motorcycle Racing#racing#Rizla Suzuki jacket#suzuki blue yellow leather jacket#suzuki gsxr jacket#Suzuki Jacket#Suzuki Leather Jacket#suzuki racing jacket
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#BMW vintage motorcycle#yellow motorbike#bmw motorcycle#vintage bikes#moto love#motorcycle#motorbike#lifestyle#moto adventure#classic bike#moto life#motorcyclelove#caferacer
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#motorcross#yellow corn#motorcycle#motorcycle equipment#motorcycle enthusiast#motorcycle accessories#motorcycle au#motorcycle art#motorsport#motorbike#vestiaire collective#vestiaire#for sale#seller#sale
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Why everyone forgetting that Wade can sew? Like- he made his suit in Deadpool. That suit was a fucking good suit. He 100% makes Logan like- 13 suit variants and Logan probably thinks Wade’s got them off the TVA or Colossus or smth. And Logan’s ripped jeans mysteriously show up in his closet all fixed, and Wade’s gifting him leather gloves for him to wear while on his motorbike, regeneration be damned. And one day he can’t find Mary Puppins dog food and he opens a closet he’s never noticed before and it’s got a sewing machine and rolls of yellow leather in it and he finally connects the dots and wants to cry cause it’s the sweetest thing anyone’s ever done for him.
Edit: I need all my seamstresses (neutral) to dig deep within themselves and suspend their imaginations for a moment 🙏
#I’m gonna make this a whole fic rn#poolverine#poolverine fic#poolverine fanfiction#deadclaws#deadpool and wolverine#deadpool x wolverine#wade x logan
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