#hellride

[enderz-helluva]

A Pet name for his car, "Speed Demon"

It became a mascot car for "Ridin' Hell" (Car Ride company of hell) cause of it being known for its speed and drifting ability.

it's also powered with a Dodge demon's engine in it.

It's also used for I.M.P missions if required

[skuntank]

Probable Roxie music

[lawomanphoto]

October 3, 2009 Peter DiStefano and Mike Watt when Hellride played at the Kristin Jai Klosterman art studio for the skate park opening party, Venice, CA

October 3, 2009 Peter DiStefano and Mike Watt when Hellride played at the Kristin Jai Klosterman art studio for the skate park opening party, Venice, CA #peterdistefano #mikewatt #hellride #venice #losangeles #lawomanphoto #onthisday

Photo by Christy Borgman

[blackcatshome]

[nellarw95]

Happy Heavenly Birthday Dennis 🎂💔

Dennis Lee Hopper

May 17,1936 - May 29,2010 🙏🏻

We Miss You So Much 🕊️♾️

Buon Compleanno in Paradiso 🎂💔

17 Maggio 1936 - 29 Maggio 2010 🙏🏻

Ci Manchi Moltissimo 🕊️♾️

[stumblymumbler]

HELLRIDE! @ The Mint, Los Angeles, CA - 04-24-2024

Live Music Is Life Music, Go And See Some Shows!

[bandcampfire]

38 Coffin - Hell Ride

HELL RIDE by 38 COFFIN

[jimgreenjrphotography]

Motorcycles are my passion so the ai helped me create a new street glide lol

[dmmchn]

Cecil Steelhammer, on duty.

Cecil, being a Hellrider, used to patrol streets of Elturel on horseback together with a deputy partner. I imagine he was something like a second lieutenant, higher than a private, but not that higher.

Cecil became a Hellrider at the age of 18, and he was 29 in 1492 DR, when Elturel fell.

P.S. Cecil became a fan-favourite here! Many thanks to everyone reblogging! Why do you all like him so much though? :’D

[chiefpurpleimp]

DONE ... mostly. Just the border to do.

This piece has consumed whatever little free time I have. I'm sorry for the spam 🤣. I'm just so very slow at drawing 😅.

I have other pieces planned but they will have to wait until I've finished some work and other things.

Hellriders in Avernus against Zariels armies.

[a2zillustration]

Makin our way

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[kelsh]

I have no excuses for this,,,, I was initially drawing them with their hair down then it became a tits out kind of moment,,,,

Bonus: my Durge’s own bird’s nest under her hood

[vivern-of-nosgoth]

Zevlor my beloved

[lawomanphoto]

February 27, 2015 Stephen Perkins, Hellride at Harvelle’s in Long Beach, CA

February 27, 2015 Stephen Perkins, Hellride at Harvelle’s in Long Beach, CA #stephenperkins #hellride #harvelles #longbeach #christyborgman #lawomanphoto #onthisday

Photo by Christy Borgman

[underdark-dreams]

Am I feral for the Hellrider now?? Possibly!!! Have a 1am smut drabble just in case!

Zevlor x fem!Tav | Explicit | Word Count: 750

Commander

“Please, Commander—”

She moaned out his title, too overcome to wonder whether it might be an unwelcome reminder to him tonight. The now-unattended ache his fingers had stoked between her legs mere moments ago was driving her delirious.

Luckily for her, Zevlor seemed to embrace the name this particular evening. She craned her neck back to watch as he gripped one strong hand behind her knee.

“I told you once already—spread.”

As he spoke, his grip jerked sideways. She cried out as her knee followed, spreading the exposed cleft of her legs obscenely wide before him, forcing her head and shoulders down to his bedroll to accommodate the angle. She moaned into the furs beneath her, breathing in a lungful of his heady scent. 

Clean—musk—something sharp and herbal. Thoroughly, thoroughly Zevlor.

“Ready yourself,” his voice rasped out somewhere behind and above her. Far too soon to actually prepare, she felt the thick, smooth head of his cock nudge past her entrance.

She bit down on the fabric beneath her to stifle a wanton groan. She knew how Zevlor liked to hear her, but that preference ended firmly at the fabric boundaries of his tent. Here in their camp at the banks of Last Light Inn, she wasn't sure how much privacy the proximity afforded them.

Despite his commanding mood, Zevlor seemed to sense the reason for her hesitation.

“That’s it, my girl—” His voice rasped low as he pushed his thick length deeper into her tight folds. She moaned into the bedding as her cunt pulsed greedily for more of him. “Let me hear you—”

Obediently, she raised up to her chin and arched her back into him. The angle caused a few more inches of his ridged length to press into her, and she bit back a wail.

“Fuck, Commander, fuck, fuck—please!”

She let her words spill out plain and vulgar—just the way she’d learned by now that her Hellrider liked it, though he was far too chivalrous to request such language outside of their shared bed. 

Nevertheless, she knew at once that she’d struck just the right chord. With a groan, Zevlor pushed into her until their hips slotted together. In the same motion, one hand landed a sharp and possessive smack on her ass. 

Stars popped behind her vision. Her cunt throbbed at being filled so fully so suddenly; her eyes rolled back in her skull. The aching heat between her legs and the sting against her skin threatened to end her then and there.

But then Zevlor took up a punishing pace, rutting his hips hard against hers, and her limits were truly tested. The deep ridges of his cock dragged and tugged against her slick walls with each thrust, pulling out waves of wet desire from her center that trickled and ran down her thighs as he fucked her.

“Yes, yesyesyes, Commander, take me—so good, just like that—”

She was babbling face-first into his bedroll as he pounded into her, his pace far past teasing, instead barrelling them both headlong to their ends. When Zevlor growled and reached two fingers around to pinch her clit, she was done for.

She arched her back and bit down on a loud cry as her cunt convulsed around him, pulsing white-hot against Zevlor’s thick cock.

It undid him—his bare chest pressed warm against her back. He stifled a cry between her shoulder blades, spilling and grinding his release deep inside her.

Somewhere at the back of her mind, she realized that hot tears of bliss were spilling down her cheeks. Legs trembling and weak from her climax, she collapsed flat on her stomach into his bedding. 

With one last deep thrust and a groan, Zevlor followed. His weight fell around her, the ridges of his chest indenting the soft skin of her back. She panted blissfully from beneath him.

“My apologies,” he rasped behind her ear. 

His tone had instantly transformed back into something very gentle, and she knew he meant for collapsing on top of her.

“I love it,” she sighed, truly savoring the feel of his weight pressing her into the furs that smelled so thoroughly of him. “I love you,” she added.

“My darling girl.” Zevlor rumbled the words deep in his chest, and she knew from the timbre alone that he was already drifting toward sleep. Her eyes were heavy and eager to follow him. “Please tell me so again, if you would…in the morning.”

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