#crane uses any prns

[centibunny]

hello again ieytd tumblr . faust brings u swap au yuri yaoi

agent crane is a new agent so desperate to be good at his job despite having the worst luck and least grace ever . atlas is tired of new agents not understanding their semi-verbal support style and has almost entirely given up on being a handler. almost

[springgirlshowers]

Tell Your Lucky One

Pairing: Joost Klein x GN!Reader (no prns used!)

CW: crying, just emotional angsty shit

WC: 832

A/N: lil angsty song fic, listen to Beach Baby by Bon Iver if you haven’t 🙏🏻🙏🏻 this has been in my drafts for a hot min so here you go! ignore how i used the same prompt i did in my last fic 😭😭

“Liefje, you know these dates were planned months ago.” Joost sighed, rolling his suitcase by the couch while you waited in the bedroom, sitting on the edge of the bed.

“I know, I just didn’t know the time was gonna pass so quick.”

“It’ll pass quickly when I’m gone too. I’ll be back home before you know it.” He said, entering the doorway. Joost sat down next to you,

“Two months.” You whispered, trying to convince yourself it wouldn’t be that long.

“Teuns gonna pick me up tonight and then I’ll have to get going.” You purposely didn’t ask what specific time he was leaving, you didn’t want to. You knew if he was leaving at a certain time you’d spend the whole night dreading the hour.

The sun was already setting, casting a golden glow on his face.

“I’ll text you and video chat every night, whenever I can. Maybe, I’ll even call you on stage.” He teased, tickling the side of your waist.

“There’s a smile!” He grinned when you squirmed away and giggled a bit.

You shuffled closer, throwing your legs over his lap, wrapping your arms around his neck and laying your head on his shoulder.

You stayed there for a little, silent while Joost rubbed your back. Joost felt a few drops hit his shirt, he craned his neck to look at you.

“Hey, don’t cry liefje.” He cupped your face, wiping away the tears.

“I’m sorry.” You said, sniffling. “I’m just gonna miss you so much.” You didn’t mean to say it through a sob. Joost made a sympathetic noise.

His heart broke, he desperately wanted to bring you along, but he really couldn’t bring any more people on this tour and you had your own responsibilities to take care of.

“The two months will go by so fast you won’t even realize.” He tried to give you a smile.

You felt stupid crying over this, feeling like a child again, sitting in his lap and crying over a dropped lollipop.

You turned your face to the side, trying to hide it from him.

“Hey, look at me. I wanna see you.” You shook your head.

“I don’t look pretty when I cry, my face gets all pink and blotchy.” You said through a sad laugh. He brought his fingers under your chin, pulling your gaze back to him.

“I love your face, even if it’s all pink and blotchy.” He kissed the tip of your nose, you smiled.

You maneuvered yourself off of him, going back to your original spot next to him. Sitting in silence once again.

“Can you do one favor for me?” You looked at your hands, too nervous to look at him.

“Ja, ja of course.” He tried to look in your eyes.

“Just don’t lock the door when you go, I don’t want to hear you leaving.” You said softly.

Joost wanted to refuse and tell you how it was a risk. But you lived in a quiet and safe area.

And if it helped keep him from breaking your heart any more, he would do it for you.

“Okay.” He said softly, pressing a kiss to your temple. It hurt how he noticed the way you didn’t lean into the kiss like you always would. You only sat there silent, staring at your fidgeting hands.

“Will you just lay with me for a little bit?” You finally looked at him, lip pouting a tiny amount. He let out a hum of agreement.

You both moved to the top of the bed, shuffling under the sheets. His chest pressed against your back, holding onto your waist so tightly.

You grabbed one of his hands, intertwining your fingers, and holding his and your hand against your chest.

Trying desperately to keep any more tears from escaping, you shut your eyes.

Staying there, so comfortable and so tired. You eventually drifted off into sleep, you didn’t mean to.

Joost didn’t wake you, knowing you didn’t want to see him leave. Once 8PM arrived, Joost carefully removed his arms from you. Walking around the bed, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead and tucking the sheets over you. So gentle to not wake you up, only making you stir a bit.

He did as you asked, closing the door as quietly as he could, not locking it before he stepped down the stairs.

You woke up later than you expected, it was nearly ten by the time you turned over and your eyes fluttered open. Instead of being met with Joosts warm body, it was only the cold empty sheets next to you.

You slowly got up and out the bed, going into the living room as you rubbed your eyes of sleep. His suitcase and bags gone.

Sitting down on the couch, you took in the moonlight peeking through the blinds and the sad quietness of the apartment. Hoping these two months would go by as quick as he said they would.

[yvesolace]

welcome to the madhouse

hi i'm tay, i use she/her prns i'm 21 and a lesbian! this is my first time properly and officially writing smut or just fanfiction in general. i tried when i was younger but i never went through with it but i actually have proper ideas now.

topics i will write: smut, fluff, fem!reader, somnophilia, age gap (only if reader is 20+), bondage, choking, spitting, manhandling, stepcest, blood kink/blood drinking if it's about vampires, mommy kink, daddy kink what i will not write: incest, underage, rape/non con, male!reader, gn!reader, pedophila, lolicon, zoophilia, any of that real!mom shit, scat, vomit, mmlg, ddlg note: if you’re wondering if a topic/character you want to request is something i’d write or not ask in your request!! if it isn’t i will say so

resident evil lady dimitrescu, dimitrescu sisters, mother miranda, donna beneviento, angie beneviento (resident lover), ada wong, jill valentine, claire redfield, ashley graham, leon kennedy

cyberpunk 2077 judy alvarez, panam palmer, rogue amendiares, alt cunningham, song ‘songbird’ somi, rosalind myers, evelyn parker, hanako arasaka, misty olszewski, meredith stout, aurore cassel, lizzy wizzy

starfield sarah morgan, andreja, mei divine

red dead redemption  sadie adler, molly o'shea, mary-beth glaskill, karen jones, susan grimshaw, abigail roberts, mary linton

assassin's creed evie frye, élise de la serre, claudia auditore da firenze, kassandra, rebecca crane, lucy stillman, aya (amunet), ciara ingen medba, randvi

misc lara croft (tomb raider), valeria (cod mw2), jane harrow (cod bo6), helen park (cod cw), emily davis (until dawn), sam giddings (until dawn), jessica riley (until dawn), emma mountebank (the quarry)

requests open when requesting please be specific!

[idolmp3]

₊⊹ WELCOME 2 MY BLOG!

I've silly psting for a while hre now w/out n intro .. So it's time for that too change, shall we!? x3

☆♪ ABOUT THE GHOST !?

Hai!! Names are MISHKA, KRIS OR KARA. Feel free to call me whtever though, I 1000% LOVE NICKNAMES!! XD ARTIST + WRITTER (kind of...) My human body is 15 years old! My prns r they/vamp/cyr and feel free to use anything THAT isn't she/her

POC! eng/esp , I'm also learning japonese but I'm VERY far from decent ( . - . ) I'M 5w4 INTP so I'm SHY, but i LOVE meeting new ppl!! I'm a therian, furry, otherhearted & petre. (NOT NSFW IN ANY WAY, FOR ANTEOS'S SAKE.) I'm MAINLY a Kris (DT) FICTOKIN !! Feel free 2 talk 2 me!! I MIGHT be a lil shy BUT i LOVE meeting NEW PPL! :D

☆♪ THEIR INTERESTS !?

SPECIAL INTERESTS: Undertale (yellow too!) MLP, mythology and Deltarune x3 CURRENT MAIN INTERESTS: REV 1999, Vocaloid, Life Series SMP, Hermitcraft, DedSafio3, FNAF GENERAL INTERESTS: Devil may cry, Metal gear solid, JBA, Gravity Falls, ATSV, Pokemon, Hollow Knight, Analog Horror, Your turn to die, Infamous Second Son, MCYT (Not the DT side, ew) among others!!

I ADORE MUSIC, but my fave artists are The crane wives (ADORE THEM), IDKHOW, Cuarteto de Nos, Penelope Scott, Eve, Glass animals, Los prisioneros, Soda Estereo ... AND TONS OF OTHERS

☆♪ MY KINS ...

KRIS (DT) CHARA (UT) MEDICINE POCKET (REV1999) MIKU (VOCALOID) PINKIEPIE (MLP)

☆♪ LINKS !!

prnspage prnscc pinterest strawpage spacehey (outdated)

[emeraldoo]

HEY! HEY!! LOOK AT ME!!

LE MEH!!!

hi, my name is bastion!! i have lots of other names im ok with tho, like bb, b, 8, shiver, weird, etc! im not ok with the nickname EM or EMERALD!

i am a zombie, autism creature, maned wolf kin and fict kin Shiver from spl3 <3 i am also NOT a minor!!!!!! 19 yrs :•)) im also a rogue of mind!! (homestuck hoe.)

i am a trans male! i use he/xe/it prns! currently questioning my romantic attraction (pretty sure im bi-gay), but i am asexual!

i am the host in the zipties system, a did system!! some of the head mates have their own blogs, which ill tag :•)

i am audhd, gad, ocd, and a general cluster b pd haver!! i also have some delusions from ~an unkown disorder~ so! working thru some stuff still!

MY INTERESTS!!!!!!!

SPLATOON AUGHHHHH most of my blog is splatoon....

i freaking LOVE nnsg :•3333 the anime of ALL TIME!!

SCIENCE!!!!!!! i plan on majoring in microbiology and synthetic biology but i luv ALL science!!

MUSIC/BAND!! i play euphonium and play in marching band and concert ensembles <3

i luvvv itsv and atsv and all of the spiderverse stuf!!!!!! my fave spider in spider man india btw.!

GUILD WARS 2 AIUGHHJJJHHH THE BEST EVER ACTUWLLY. PLAY IT PLAY IT RNNNN

ALTERS!!

not all of our alters choose to make profiles, and we arent going to force them to make them. if you need to know them, just send a DM or ask

* = written by alter

BASTION (☘️): DAS ME BITCH! im the host and core of the system >:•D i am the main guy in this blog soooo ya. (he/him, xe/xem, it/its)

EM/@riddlekid (🧪): the rat. horrible terrible (/hj... i guess..!) obsessed with horrible ppl sooo. erm yeah. he is also a prosecutor.!! also second most freq fronter :•P (it/its, he/him)

JON/@just-dr (🎃): jon!! he is a protector and a fictive of jonathan crane.. he is nice :•)) he doesnt associate much with his source tho so shrugsies (he/him, they/them)

MILES (👤): i actually dont know much abt them... they do their job rlly good tho! protector n stuff.. cool! (they/them)

CORNELIUS/PICKLES (🩸): (updated 11/22/23) cornelius stirk (batman unburied) and pickle inspector splitroject.. wears the skin of both of them and tends to switch based on mood. but they are the same guy! (they/it/he)

JADE (🌐): cutey patootie wolf thing! fictive of jade from homestuck andddd yeah!! cool (she/they)

KARKAT/@karkat-cornbread (🔥): fictive of karkat homestuck guy. gets very angry very fast. idk role but yeah. the amgry one ig (he/they)

* DAVE/@karkat-cornbread (🕶️): yea. is this bitch predictable or what lmfao (he/any)

* HAL/9K/@timothy-timeaus (🛑): Beep boop. Coolest splinter of Dirk. I'm also cool with the name Odyssey or 9k. (They/Them)

* EQUIUS/@runningfromred (🐎): Yes hello I am Equius I am more active on the cohost but might still use this platform (he/they)

* TIM/ @timothy-timaeus (🔗): I'm my own subsystem of splinters. I'm just a ye ol Dirk splinter. (he/him)

* CALUM/@timothy-timaeus (🧢): bro strider splinter and a real goof. heeheeee (she/her)

* JAKE (🦎): Your caretaker and funny guy! im from meat timeline and have alot of pseudos, sorry if im hesitant to interact with sourcemates :B (he/him)

MY TAGGING SYSTEM!! (wip 8[)

#emeraldo slay posting: all of my posts! that i leave words on are tagged with 8)

DNI :•(

its not rlly. much? the only stuff i rlly care abt is jerks.. if ur a jerkkk (terf, racist, zionist, ableist, antikin, sysmed, transmed, antikink, whatever girl u git the gist....)

i don't have especially strong opinions on most discourse... slurcourse, syscourse, flagcourse, shipcourse... its kinda silly.! so um. whatever.

* (Hal writing.) Our take on pro/antiship is "It doesn't fucking matter". We aren't proship, we aren't antiship, we are just kind of shipping whatever the fuck we want. If you think it's problematic, we most likely won't care. Unless there's a genuine reason to be concerned, don't bother.

exclusionists!!!! i don't like you!!!!!!!!!!!! aphones, panphobes, biphobes, mspec gay/lesbian haters, antixenogender, anti neoprns, whatever! i do not like you at all >:•{

hp fans... you know why :•) please find a better media ..

radqueers.. i do not like. and it makes uncomfortable.. especially more extreme labels like transhateful things.. scary in a bad way!

BYE BYE!!

[meeb-motes]

WE. LOVE. CITRUS.

HES SO AMAZING

WE WOULD LOVE TO HEAR MORE CITRUS FACTS

-🪶📜

AHH HEHEHE we r so glad u like him!!!!

some more citrus facts: He sometimes needs to use a cane!! It’s decorated with stickers and keychains :3!!! Sun has burn scars from the time it attempted to bake and failed, It’s favorite colors is dusty purple and it really likes The Crane Wives!!

also it’s fellow sysmates names are Lemon(she/they), Lime(it/its), Clementine(he/she), Yuzu(any prns), and Citron(They/Cir/Ve)!!

:D!

[ceebit]

wc : 1.6k. fem prns used. teacher!au.

note : i’m soft for the teachers crushing on each other being brought together by their students’ devious plotting trope….. and i’ve been thinking abt cheol lately :)

“miss yn! miss yn! mr. cheol is here again!”

you pause in helping one of your kids with a particularly challenging problem, ruffling their hair with a smile and promising to be back with an interlock of your pinkies before heading towards the classroom door. fourteen curious heads crane to look as well, math worksheets temporarily forgotten, and the voice of the kid talking pipes up again.

she peeks around the doorway once more, no doubt talking to your coworker if her giggles floating above his hushed voice go by anything, and she turns back to face with you a grin that lights her face up, pigtails bouncing.

“he said it’s reeeeeally urgent, miss. you need to go!”

you laugh, relenting with a short nod, and gently motion for her to return back to her seat. the small body squeezing past you to no doubt gossip amongst her peers, you step out into the hall and lean against the propped door with crosse arms.

“so,” you start, fighting off the smile on your lips for a more professional look (for the sake of your kids and any… nosy individuals who happened to eavesdrop), your fingers tapping lightly against your arms. “what was so urgent you had to interrupt lower level math?”

he smiles, teasing despite your air of appearing composed, and plays along. “i bought lunch,” he answers smoothly, and jabbing a thumb in the general direction of the teacher’s lounge, adds, “and i want you to eat with me.”

choi seungcheol. somewhat of a godsend aide to the peaceful life you’d hoped to have ever since you’d been hired at pledis elementary, the prestigious primary school every parent dreamed of sending their children too. he’d taken you under his wing once you’d found yourself lost on your way to your first board meeting, a mess of frazzled nerves and energy. since then, he’s been nothing but a friendly familiar face in the halls, introducing you to other members of the staff and helping you get acquainted and settled easily.

so essentially, you owed your comfortability to him. for all it’s worth, you’ve tried to repay his kindness with promises of coffee or helping out with his work, but he’d turned every single attempt down with a grin that did little to stamp down the itty bitty crush you’d developed on him.

“yn?” you blink, momentarily dazed, and return back to focus when he peers at you curiously. heat prickles at the back of your neck at the concern flickering in his eyes, and in a rush, a small laugh slips past your lips.

“sorry—they had art before this and i think i inhaled a little too much glue… fumes.” you clear your throat, your smile fond, “kids, right?”

all his concern melts into amusement and you thank all your stars in the sky for quick wit and the habits of small children. “right,” his voice drawls, and he reaches out to pat your arm teasingly. “like that beats the smell of the gym after classes?”

your mouth falls open at the jab, and his laugh echoes against the walls. “are you seriously trying to one-up me over ridiculous smells?” this man was going to be the death of you.

the bell rings, signaling the end of that class period, and he begins to walk backwards with a cheesy smile. “lunch, remember.”

you roll your eyes, but nod in good nature. “wouldn’t miss it for the world.”

turning back to the class, you jump slightly at the intense stares of fifteen pairs of eyes on you. soo-ah, the little girl who had greeted seungcheol before you, stands up and raises her hand.

wary, you nod in her direction. “yes, soo-ah?”

“are you and mr. cheol dating?”

you don’t even know how to begin to answer that one.

“he what?!”

you’re quick to shush your hallway companion as you lead your respective classes down to the lunch hall, glancing back at the children tottering behind you with their lunchboxes in hand. they stare up at your and your class hall neighbor, joshua hong, with wide eyes, and you discreetly pinch his arm as you plaster a smile on your faces.

“is everyone ready for lunch?” you ask sweetly, and your heart melts at the chorus of yes that obediently follows suit. soo-ah and one of joshua’s students link hands, and you smile down at them. cute little line leaders.

“alright, then.” you clasp your hands together, and with joshua holding the door open, you lead the students to their lunch tables and let them get seated. you hover over each student and make sure they’re all accounted for, napkins placed in their laps, and settle down on a nearby table with joshua and few other teachers.

“they’re so cute when their faces are all stuffed with food,” joshua’s teacher’s help, yaerin, was saying. she smiles when you seat yourself next to her, and you squeeze her arm gently in hello. “they look like little hamsters!”

“that’s what i said!” soonyoung from down the hall exclaims, and everyone laughs as they high five over their heads. “look at their little cheeks…”

amicable silence drapes over your table as you all coo gently at the little ones giggling amongst themselves.

“so, anyone have plans?” seungkwan pipes, digging into his lunch. waving a utensil around, he adds, “details about their love life, and the sort.”

joshua merely grins, coming off as the picturesque of a gentleman, but you cut him off before he can even say a word. “actually,” you toss him a glare, to which he simply raises his hands up in surrender. “i was supposed to have lunch with seungcheol today.”

taking a bite of your food, you chew thoughtfully for a moment, humming in content as everyone stares at your with varied looks of exasperation, amusement, and bewilderment. it makes you frown, picking up a napkin to dab at your lips self consciously, and you turn to yaerin, whose brows have risen so high they hide beneath her bangs.

“did i say something wrong?” you look around the table in defeat, and joshua muffles a snort into his fist. “seriously! what did i say wrong?”

“you said you’re having lunch with seungcheol,” minghao pipes up from where seungkwan looks like he wants to have your head. if not for him, you’re sure your boisterous friend would have shaken all the marbles out of your head.

“yes? so what?”

minghao arches a brow. “you’re having lunch with us. he isn’t here. we’ll wait until you make the connection.”

you stare at the table with furrowed brows, hands stilled over your lunch. why did it feel like there was something you were missing? nagging at your brain, insistent on your remembering—

your eyes widen, and minghao nods, reassured. “there she is.”

“i’m an idiot,” you gasp, scrambling up from your seat as you pack your lunch. soonyoung and yaerin giggle as seungkwan buries his face into his hands and groans, and joshua merely grins.

“glad you noticed. go,” he shoos you away with a knowing look, “we’ll watch the kids. go!”

you flash a thankful smile on your dash out of the hall and into the hallway once more, stumbling over your feet in a rush. heart pounding in your chest and stomach growling as you glance down at your lunch pitifully, you chastise yourself for forgetting about… what could you even call it? was it a date? could even date on school grounds?

the sole thought of dating him made your stomach turn like a giddy school girl with a hopeless crush. maybe you really did get your sense knocked out by glue fumes.

you slow your gait as you near the teacher’s lounge, heart climbing into your throat. would he be mad? did he think you’d bailed on him? would he hate you? you would certainly be a little miffed if someone you’d invited for lunch didn’t show up without a reason—so you figured you’d give him the truthful explanation if he’d stuck around long enough to wait.

slowly, you push the door open to the spacious room quietly, bag clutched to your chest, and bite your lip anxiously as you survey the room. you spot seokmin and chan from higher level creative arts conversing quietly in a corner and nod when they both wave in greeting. seokmin silently points towards one of the small offices, and you thank him on your way over.

“he looks like someone shat in his cheerios,” chan comments cheerfully as you walk past the duo. shaking your head, you hear seokmin smack his arm and chan’s blunt what? following suit almost puts a smile on your face.

the door to the quiet room squeaks against its hinges when you open it, and seungcheol looks up as you freeze in the entryway with a bashful grin.

“hi…” you mumble, remorse written all over your features, and you draw yourself towards a seat facing him. setting your lunch on the table, you squeeze the back of the chair and sigh. “i’m so sorry, seungcheol—i didn’t mean to be late. i lost track of time and—”

“it’s alright, you don’t have to explain yourself to me.” drawing your gaze up to his face, relief floods through your body at his reassuring smile. pulling out the chair when he gestures for you to sit, he resumes eating his lunch with a teasing look. “i’m sure whatever was holding you wasn’t too bad.”

you groan, rolling your eyes, and reopen your lunch. “joshua’s such a little shit,” you mumble, more to yourself than him, but seungcheol straightens up.

“joshua?” you look up at him quizzically and nod, chewing thoughtfully. “as in…”

“mr. hong? mm, he said being called that reminds him of his grandfather and that he’s not that age yet,” you snort. “he’s the teacher in the classroom across from mine, we were taking our classes down together.”

“i see,” seungcheol murmurs, and if you’d looked any closer, you would have seen the slight frown tugging at his lips.

complete masterlist + part two !

taglist (send and ask to be added): @wonublr @kim-jvnkyu @candidupped

[autismsubway-remade]

waitok. rottmnt headcanons GO.

donnie

autism + ocd (hes just like me for realsies)

trans/nb, bisexual (he/they/it prns)

hes YOUNGER THAN LEO (by 5 minutes. he figured it out w science stuff idk)

likes baking bc its like chemistry but you can eat ur experiments it w/out dying (usually)

stress baker

knows asl and a little bit of japanese (from splinter)

back/posture issues (worse after the kraang bc of shell damage)

chronic back pain...bones of an 80 yr old

mikey

adhd

agender + aroace (uses any pronouns but mostly he/she. none gender left boy is how he describes it)

has a deep interest in psychology and would pursue a career as a therapist if it wasnt for the whole. turtle thing

looks up to leo and thinks hes sooo cool until she turns like 12 and realizes oh hes kinda lame actually. still his idol though bc hes funny

besties w sunita ^_^ bc i said so. new sister acquired

likes watching raph knit

chronic pain after the kraang, as well as tremors

leo

adhd + autism

needs glasses like donnie but thinks they make him look like a nerd so he never wears them..hed rather be blind (until he eventually gets contacts that is)

is actually a nerd, just in denial

trans + gay (he/him)

the WORST flirter ever. so bad at it. absolutely abysmal. he gets zero bitches

is afraid of cold, dark spaces after the whole Kraang Fiasco

saw gram gram in the prison dimension for a bit b4 being rescued <3

knows the most languages (english, asl, spanish, japanese)

likes boxing

cried for an hour when casey jr accidentally called him dad

raph

anxiety + ocd

trans + biromantic asexual (he/they)

loves knitting <3 he makes his brothers and april new sweaters every year

stress knitter. it helps him calm down. after the kraang incident he knit so much that he ended up w 3 piles of scarves, blankets, sweaters and other various items. april donated some bc there were just So Many

watches donnie bake a lot and vehemently denies eating the raw dough (even when donnie catches him)

sometimes sees gram gram in his dreams

rly good at dancing actually

sleeps w a mountain of teddy bears. cries if he accidentally knocks one off the bed

april

adhd + anxiety

nb lesbian (she/they)

TWO GIRLFRIENDS (cassandra + sunita)

has a cat named mona lisa :] shes a calico and frequently hides in aprils backpack to sneak into the lair. donnies her second fav

has Eldest Sister Syndrome

literally the only hamato who actually knows how to take care of herself. frequently reminds her brothers to do that as well

HUGE gossip. w donnie specifically. she'll come over after work and shit talk customers/shitty co workers and he'll just listen and occasionally suggest manslaughter

lied abt being 18 to get a crane license </3

helps the brothers w their post kraang issues

cassandra

adhd

trans lesbian (she/her)

casey jrs biological mom despite saying she found him in the trash

named him after the greatest warrior she knows. herself

raphs bestie! he scruffs her like a cat when she gets too violent.

theyre vigilante buds! shes commited murder before

bit so many kraang zombies. claimed they tasted like bubblegum (they did not)

slightly feral, maybe rabid

actually scarily intelligent, she's just. a little insane

cried when she met casey jr. shes so proud of him

casey jr

So Much Trauma. All Of It. anxiety + ocd + autism

trans + questioning (no time for teen romance in the apocalypse, he/him)

once he gets more comfy w the turtles and family he stops w the sensei or master and starts calling them uncles ^_^ (leo is dad, casey + april + sunita r mom, draxum + splinter are grandpa and big mama is nana)

so many parental figures, watched them all die

the worst fashion sense known to man. its so bad its embarassing

very smart bc he was taught by future donnie, ended up just going to college immediately despite being like, ~15/16

very proud of his stubble :]

loves hockey! plays it w his moms

showers everyday once he figures out what showers actually are

cant sleep alone, if he wakes up alone he freaks out rly bad

good at cooking! not amazing, but good! was mostly joking about eating rats (thinks its funny)

[railbikes]

Route Review: Railriders Cycling: Oregon Coast

Railriders Cycling: Oregon Coast runs three routes along the renowned beauty of the Tillamook County shoreline, running on tracks of the Port of Tillamook Bay Railroad and sharing space with the Oregon Coast Scenic Railroad. The three routes currently on offer form one of three operations in the Northwest established by Kim and Anita Metlen, the pioneers of organized railbiking in Oregon and Washington. I rode the two routes described below on June 20th and 21st, 2019, although I unfortunately didn’t have time to schedule the Wheeler South route into my travel plans. 

Vitals

Phone: 541-786-6165

Email: info.ocrailriders@gmail.com

Website: https://ocrailriders.com/

Check-in Locations

Bay City to Tillamook: 5400 Hayes Oyster Drive, Bay City, OR

Wheeler North and South: 130 Marine Drive, Wheeler, OR

The Routes

The Wheeler North and South routes both start at a turnoff of in the north end of Wheeler, just as Highway 101 enters town. The 9-mile (14.5 km) round-trip Wheeler North route runs out of town along a vineyard and past dairy pastures before running on a trestle over the Nehalem River and then through ferny Northwestern forest.

As noted in the introduction, I was unfortunately unable (or too absent-minded?) to fit the 10-mile (16 km) round-trip Wheeler South route into my travel plans. However, as I describe in greater detail in the Travel Notes below, my bicycle ride down the coast took me along the tracks where it was easy to appreciate the views offered along the Nehalem Bay. I’ll have to return to the area to ride this route.

The Bay City route also starts starts along Highway 101, 17 miles (27 km) to the south of Wheeler and just north of Tillamook. The 12-mile (19 km) round-trip ride commences by what I took to be the world’s largest mound of oyster shells (see the intro photo above), but when describing it to my Connecticut coast born and bred mother, she made it sound as if 3-story heaps of blue point shells were round every corner in Bridgeport and Norwalk. The route offers a mix of Tillamook Bay views and open farmland, crossing many bridges and trestles over wildlife filled bogs, all under the hills of the Northern Oregon Coast Range.

As noted above, the three routes described here are part of a larger family of railbike tours founded by Kim and Anita Metlen, who deserve great admiration for the work they’ve done to promote cycling and recreation in the Northwest.

The routes stand out from others I’ve pedalled in that the line is still formally active and under the jurisdiction of the Federal Railroad Administration. While the line doesn’t currently handle freight in the vicinity of the railbike operations, the railbikes do share track with the Oregon Coast Scenic Railroad, subjecting the railbikes to federal safety regulations that treat them as inspection vehicles. The result is that riders wear safety vests and Railrider Cycling staff members are trained to operate safely in the manner of railroad maintenance workers. Given that I was riding my bicycle between the routes in northwestern drizzle, I was already wearing a high-vis raincoat and qualified to ride directly without an additional vest.

The line was originally constructed between 1906 and 1911 by the Pacific Railway and Navigation Company (PRN) to carry timber and agricultural products over the Northern Oregon Coast Range to Portland. Given the arduousness of maintaining a railroad in sopping coastal terrain, the line was dubbed Punk Rotten Nasty (PRN) by its workers. It was taken over by the Southern Pacific Railroad in 1916, and then the Port of Tillamook Bay Railroad as a shortline in 1990. Major storms in 1990, 1996 and 2007 segmented the line and mostly cut it off from the national network, although it has not been formerly decommissioned from future revenue service and a portion of the port operations, far from the segment used by the railbikes, still serves at least one lumber yard.

The Oregon Coast Scenic Railroad has been running excursion trains on the line since 2003. Raiilriders Cycling: Oregon Coast began the Bay City railbike route in 2016, and then expanded to the Wheeler North route in 2018 and the Wheeler South route in 2019.

The Vehicles

While all of the Railriders Cycling sites use a variant of the Railriders aluminum-framed and polyurethane-wheeled concept, the four-seat vehicles at  Raiilriders Cycling: Oregon Coast regularly undergo creative re-engineering to ensure maximum performance and reliability. I rode the Wheeler North route with site manager Nate Bell (with Tara, half of the lovely couple running the three routes), who described his work in the engineering and economics of preventing wheel and hub wear, shaft flexion, and other concepts familiar to my work in railroad operations. Nate has been involved in the construction of all Railcyclers railbikes and told me that the “railbikes are ever-evolving, it’s the fun part about making them!”.

To my view, the quality of vehicle hardware was found in the seats, seat belts, and use of proven components such as Shimano chain tensioners.

Travel Notes

I pedalled the sites described above as part of a rail and cycling journey through the Northwest, reaching the coast after several days of enjoying the bikey-beery offerings of Portland. The obvious way to reach the coastal railbiking sites is by car, but I did find another option readers might enjoy. I picked up a folding bicycle in Portland, which I took on the Northwest Point bus to Cannon Beach, and then rode the 18 miles (30 km) to Wheeler to pedal the railbikes. Conveniently, both the seat and bike reservation can purchased through the Amtrak app on a smart phone. The Salmonberry Saloon in Wheeler offers fresh, local seafood and views of the Nehalem River.

After railbiking in Wheeler, I continued cycling south on the coast for another 17 (27 km) miles to Bay City to spend the night before railbiking there. I stayed in a cabin at the the Sheltered Nook, which I found on AirBnB and highly recommend. After leaving Bay City the next day, it was a short 5.5 mile (8.8 km) ride to Tillamook where I caught the NW Connector bus (bike rack on the front and space aboard) back to Portland.

Here is the beauty of riding a folding bike along the Oregon Coast:

I hope that it’s apparent to any reader of this blog that, in addition to the post-apocalyptic attraction of pedalling carts along former economically critical infrastructure, I find pleasure and diversion in mobility. To that end, I offer this photo of progressive Portland, where urban mobility hits its resonant frequency in the point convergence of an aerial tramway, streetcar, bikeshare dock, and parking for about 400 bicycles. (and I took the photo from a pedestrian bridge alongside an outdoor, urban elevator where a scootershare was carelessly left in the way)...(and the blue thing in the upper left is a crane for loading and unloading barges on the Willamette River)...

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