#hi vis motorcycle

[ijustwant2ride]

🏍️ Best of 2023 WEIRD MOTORCYCLES

Best of 2023 WEIRD MOTORCYCLES was not an easy task this year.  There were not a lot that, thought out the year, that jumped out and said "I'M WEIRD"!

[lalacliffthorne]

🦇 MASTERLIST 🦇

Azriel 🗡

midnights - part I part II (fluff)

🌪 idiot 🌪 (smut, angst, fluff)

⚔️ I don't think now's the best time ⚔️ (battlefield, fluff)

📃 the basic rules of friendship 📃 (fluff, smut)

🌫 if you go down then we go down together 🌫 (angst, smut, fluff)

Rhys 🦇

✨️ starshine ✨️ - part I part II part III part IV part V part VI (fluff, angst, smut)

Cassian ⚔️

🤍 just a one time thing 🤍 - part I part II (fluff, smut, modern!Cass)

Feyre 🏹

💗 fuck it, let's do it again 💗 (smut)

drabbles 📄

Azriel 🗡

hickeys - payback - busted (fluff)

sick (fluff)

cheering up (fluff)

got you now (fluff)

tired (fluff)

Cassian ⚔️

grumpy (fluff, modern!Cass)

modern!roommate!batboys - drabble series

modern!batboys as your roommates headcanons 🦇

modern!batboys halloween headcanons 🦇

modern!batboys spooky season and halloween headcanons 🦇💕

modern!batboys christmas headcanons 🎀🦇💕

ride home (fluff, 🦇)

late nights (fluff, 🦇)

failed dates suck (lil angst, fluff, 🦇)

nightmare (fluff, 🦇)

bad days and library floors (fluff, 🦇)

a cold and a movie night (fluff, 🦇)

nap time (fluff, 🦇)

periods (fluff, 🦇)

snow (fluff, 🎀🦇💕)

grey days at christmas time (fluff, 🎀🦇💕)

new years (fluff, 🎀🦇💕)

midnight ride (fluff, 💕)

the one where they stop being idiots (fluff, headcanons, 💕)

sleepy in the library (fluff, 💕)

sunday mornings (fluff, 💕)

when Azriel has a nightmare (angst, fluff, 💕)

date night (fluff, 💕)

to warm up, one needs a shower. and Az. (fluff, 💕)

another drabble with Az and his motorcycle. (fluff, 💕)

when for a change, Azriel is the one in need of cuddles (fluff, 💕)

autumn days (fluff, 💕, 🦇)

mini headcanon - fighting (💕🦇)

🦇 = roommate!batboys centered

💕 = roommate!batboys!Azriel centered

🎀 = roommate!batboys christmas centered

mood boards ✨️

starshine

starshine mood board by @verena9003

starshine mood board

starshine aesthetic

dark faerie aesthetic

playlists

starshine ✨️

I don't take requests. sorry, loves, but most of the time, I can barely deal with needing to get my own ideas all exactly right. *hides behind laptop*

if you want to be on any taglist, hit me up - just comment or shoot me an ask or a message!

minors get outta here

[sashaisready]

This Must Be The Place: Chapter 2 -Feet on the ground

Biker!Bucky x Femme Reader

Back at your beloved late grandmother's home to pack up her house, you have a run-in with the town's biker gang 'The Howling Commandos' and find yourself entangled with the metal armed President.

Series Masterlist

No specific warnings in this one (apart from Biker!Bucky of course). Some brief references to grief. Sorry it's on the shorter side, just need to set up our story. Thanks to all who have reblogged/commented, it means a lot!

You sipped your drink as you told Bucky all about granny and moving into her house. He nodded solemnly as he leaned on the bar and listened intently, the depth of his attention surprising you. You didn’t expect him to be so easy to talk to. Behind you, Wanda and Vis were very obviously pretending to be chatting, while clearly eavesdropping on your conversation.

“Oh yeah, she was a nice lady. I’m sorry for your loss,” Bucky told you with sincerity after you’d finish the whole tale. “She was a tough old gal”.

“Uh, thanks,” you replied quietly, not realising until now what an emotional gut punch it still was to talk about her. “And yeah…she was”.

You cleared your throat and changed the subject. You cocked an eyebrow and looked at him curiously.

“So…what’s your deal?”

He grinned, “What’d you mean?”

“You know,” you pointed to his kutte, “all this. You’re one of the top guys, I guess? I’m sorry, I don’t really know the lingo…”

“I’m the President” he smirked and pointed to one of his patches, clearly a little amused by your ignorance.

You peered over at the fabric square. “Mm. So, what, you drive around town on your bikes causing mayhem and throwing darts at women’s butts?”

“Something like that, yeah,” he laughed. “But mostly we’re here, or at the auto shop across town”.

“Busy, busy” you teased. “I’m sure its all legitimate and above board…”

He winked. God, what a dangerous wink. You instinctively knew that wink had ruined lives.

You both exchanged a small smile.

“You’re not afraid of me, huh?” Bucky teased.

“Should I be?” you boldly shot back.

He grinned. “No. But a lot of people are”.

“Well…your aesthetics aren’t super warm and fuzzy”.

“No��guess not”.

You continued to sip your drink as you tried to fight off the nagging voice telling you to back off. God only knows what he gets up to when he’s not at the bar or fixing cars or at whatever other business fronts they had. You didn’t need another dangerous, no-good man in your life…You were only supposed to sort the house out, live quietly for a little while and then leave. Not get embroiled with the locals, and certainly not with the President of a probably criminal motorcycle club…

…and yet…

“So…you working while you’re staying here?” he asked curiously.

“Mm. Maybe. I have some savings. And thankfully the mortgage at my grandmother’s place is paid off, so at least that’s one less thing. But I might get something part time to keep the lights on”.

Bucky smirked and held his arm up to the bar behind you. “Work here”.

You laughed. “What? Yeah, good one…”

“I’m serious. You need extra cash. We apparently need some help here after you tore my poor bartender apart. So why not? Sounds like you have some experience…”

“I do yeah…but…”

“But what?” he asked, a hint of interrogation in his voice.

“Well, I was thinking more like a coffee shop or delivering pamphlets or something. Not working nights with drunks…”

“Oh, but we’re friendly drunks. Plus, the regulars tip well,” he pushed. “You can spend the days working on the house and then do a few evenings here until you move on. It’s perfect”.

You frowned. It was pretty perfect, actually. You thought about protesting, but as you looked back at Bucky’s expression you immediately understood that this was someone who was very used to getting his own way.

“You’re not gonna drop this, are you?” you asked.

“Nope” he responded, popping the ‘p’ and shaking his head.

You sighed, chewing your lip with hesitation.

“Will your club mind? I mean…they don’t know me. All they know is I yelled at one of them”.

“Eh. Everyone yells at Parker”, he shrugged. “You’ll fit right in”.

You frowned, then looked back at him suspiciously.

“But…Why are you doing this? You barely know me. I might be a serial killer for all you know…”

He chuckled. “Well, I’ve met a lot of bad guys in my time, Sugar, and trust me, you get pretty good at figuring people out. Plus, I get it, grief is tough, and your grandmother lived here all her life and was a big part of the community. And you’re her family. We do look out for one another here; this is our home after all”.

You blinked in surprise, not expecting that answer. Your sceptical side half believed he just wanted to get in your pants, but he sounded sincere regardless.

You looked over at his group who were laughing and drinking jovially, then across the room at the wide range of clientele. You’d certainly had worked at worse places.

Sighing, you turned back to Bucky. “Well…fine. Let’s do it. But I’m not wearing booty shorts or anything ridiculous for a uniform”.

This coaxed a belly laugh from him. “No…only the male bartenders wear those,” he quipped. “Jeans and tees are fine. Maybe a flannel if you really wanna mix it up”.

You nodded. “Okay, I can do that”.

He smiled back at you sweetly, but a hint of something edgier lay beneath. The way he eyed you made you feel…exposed. Like you were a doe caught in the crosshairs. It wasn’t unpleasant, no, in fact it made your lower belly surge, sending a wave of butterflies through you.

“Welcome aboard, Sugar” he grinned.

You smiled back, once again knowing full well you were treading into dangerous territory...but unable to stop yourself.

[selfaware-bungou-stray-dogs]

Self-Aware! BSD x SAGAU Imposter AU Crossover ideas. Port Mafia Edition

Previous posts [I] [II] [III] [V] [VI] [VII] [VIII] [IX]

💉 Ougai Mori has his own nemesis. Zhongli hurt you and made you fear Mori's voice. Mori's goal is to destroy Zhongli's precious Liyue. Ougai will shower you with gifts, while you are recovering.

🍷 Even if all people with Geo Vision, Azdaha and Morax in a peak of his power will try to stop him, they won't stop Chuuya Nakahara. He won't even need to use the Corruption. He will make them pay for what they have done to you.

Chuuya will bring you gems he found in Teyvat. If the gems in question are valuable on Earth, he will sell them and will use the money on whatever you want. You can burn them, donate them, save them.

🌂 Kouyou Ozaki will become the nightmare for Inazuma's citizens. She and Golden Demon are silent and deadly. And no one will suspect a thing, Ranpo will make sure of it.

She will spend time with you, will let you pet Golden Demon.

🇫🇷 Paul Verlaine will become Teyvat Nightmare. Back in the app, he got his powers back, thanks to the messing with cards. If needed, he will unleash Demonic Beast Guivre on seven nations.

He will let you bride his hair. Makes sure, that you are healthy and happy.

🎧 Arthur Rimbaud is back to being a spy. He is ready to go to any nation he needs (even Snezhnaya). He and Verlaine will sabotage Dottore's work.

His hyperspace became one of the safest places for you. He will share his coat with you.

🏍️ Albatross is staying by your side, but, he is ready to sabotage any vehicle from Teyvat. He will take you on a motorcycle rides.

🧑‍⚕️ Doc is always checking your health. People of Teyvat take a number on you, and, while Yosano's ability did its job, he is concerned about mental scars.

🧊 While Iceman doesn't bear any grudges, he will make an exception for Teyvat's people. He will show them the hit man of Port Mafia.

He will listen to his records together with you.

🗣️ Lippman is doing his best in negotiating and tricking Teyvat officials. One day, even 'The Creator', that order to hunt you, will fall for his lies.

He will arrange spontaneous spa days for you. Your skin and hair were never that pretty.

🎹 Piano Man is using his skills to create fake mora. Mora are important not only as money, but in an alchemy. Soon Teyvat citizens won't be sure, if their money are real or not.

He will tell you funny stories he has heard. If it makes you happy, he will pronounce you an Honorary Flags member.

🧥 Akutagawa Ryunosuke and Rashomon like a black storm tear through Teyvat. Nothing will stop them. He feels guilty. He is your bodyguard and he failed you. He will undo his mistakes.

While on Earth, he won't leave your side. Will make hammock from Rashomon for you.

🔫 Ichiyou Higuichi is another spy. She will gather information from Liyue, getting close to Ninguang.

Will bring you fresh rumors.

🚬 Ryuurou Hirotsu is dealing with Treasure Hoarders and other criminal organizations. Black Lizards knew, how to show low criminals their place.

He will tell you stories about his youth (some of them are fictional, but, he is happy, when these stories make you smile).

🔪 Gin Akutagawa is a spy in Inazuma. She will get into Narukami Shrine as one of the shrine maidens.

She and Akutagawa will spend quiet evenings with you, watching movies.

🩹🧲 Tachihara Michizou is overworked. He is dealing with criminal organizations of Teyvat as Port Mafia member, and with official organizations of Teyvat (Fatui, Knights of Favonius...) as Hunting Dog. He won't stop. He wants to make them pay. Tachihara will use his ability to destroy factories.

🍰 Elise is staying near you. She is making sure, that you always have snacks and water. She will let you choose her outfit, take her to a shopping trip. She will listen to everything you say.

Waiting for the day she and Mori will face against Zhongli.

💎 Karma is reading you your favorite books. Doesn't matter, if the book is boring or scary, he will read it to you. Always worried about you.

⭐⭕ Kyuusaku Yumeno are waiting. From time to time, they are called by Mori to take a stroll in the main city of random nation. And every time, the stroll ends up in injuries. Not Q's.

They will try to make you smile. Offered you to play or cuddle with their doll.

🍋 Kaji Motojirou will drown Teyvat markets in lemon bombs. And, until his command, they won't detonate. He is waiting for a signal.

Kaji will show you easy and interesting scientific experiments.

🍛 Oda Sakunosuke is taking care of you. While he is ready to go to Teyvat, he decided to spoil you and make happy.

_____

Tag list: @withered-blossoms

[yorshie]

Hey there! Was curious if I could maybe request some headcanons of how each bayverse guy would react to catching his crush or S/O singing along with/dancing to one or more of these songs while doing something domestic, like cooking or folding laundry. -OR- If you don't like any of these songs, maybe some hcs of a song you think would make each one drop whatever he's doing and come running when he hears his crush or S/0 play it. But only if it strikes your fancy and you have the time. As always, love your writing! Thank you!

Wrap Me In Plastic by Chromance

Scream by Besomorph

Drop Dead Beautiful by Britney Spears (ft Sabi)

Of course you can! I'm sorry this took so long (we know I was running around like a chicken with it's head cut off) But! I really enjoyed listening to these and I picked a fourth song that I think fits well with the others for the fourth turtle

Bayverse tmnt x Fem reader, SFW slightly suggestive

tag list: @jackalope-in-a-storm @tmnt-tychou @justalotoffanfiction @nittleboo

as always turtles are 24-25

Donatello (Wrap Me In Plastic)

Donnie heard the song playing over your personal speaker in the garage when he was heading back to his new project on the shell-raiser with a fresh cup of coffee.

intrigued, he wasted no time heading over, leaning against a tool box and just listening along as you moved to the music while taking a break from the engine you were rebuilding.

when the lyrics finally seeped through the caffeine fugue he's battling, he sets the coffee aside, sliding into your space and seamlessly integrating himself into your dance.

Pulling a laugh out of you was his goal, but he soon found himself pulling you closer as the chorus hit, curling into your space to tuck his beak close to your ear, one hand cupping your joined hands to his pectoral scute and the other dangerous low on your back.

needless to say Raph, who was trying to fit a new muffler to his motorcycle, took one look over at the pair of you and hastily beat a silent path out of the garage.

Donnie waited until he heard the bolt in the main door click into place before he tipped you backwards into a steep dip and slanted his mouth over yours.

now it's a staple in the safe garage music playlist, and Donnie never fails to pause his project and come find you when he hears the opening bars.

Raphael (Scream) ....(c'mon there was so much red in that music video)

It wasn't often Raph could catch you singing while cooking, usually you were much too aware of your surroundings to let loose while others were listening

This time though he got lucky, and took adbantage of his ability to blend in to simple watch and listen for a bit, slowly smiling when he realized exactly which song you were singing

he wated until you had moved awat from the oven, stretching upwards to reach a bowl on the top shelf, before he slotted in behind you and slide a large hand across your hip right as you sid the word "scream"

he didn't get a scream, but that was ok, because he was far more interested in tipping your head back and slotting his mouth over yours. there was plenty of other noises he was interested in hearing, after all.

by the time whatever was in the oven got done baking, he'd parked you on a counter and gotten drunk off exploring what your tongue felt like against his. he didn't want to stop to get whatever it was out, it was only our promises to stay 'right there, sweetheart' that finally got him to save the casserole from a burnt end

even weeks later, whenever the song pops up from your playlist, you catch him giving you a lopsided smirk, a silent promise to get you alone soon

Leonardo (Drop Dead Beautiful)

Leo was just trying to get his tea and get back to his book when he heard the opening lines to the song in your lilting voice and froze, eyes searching for you, surprised because he didn't even know you had come down for a visit.

when he found you in the living room, cleaning what looked like Mikey's mess from the previous night while singing, his first thought was to go find his little brother and inflict damage for leaving trash on the floor

but then you turned, and he froze for a completely different reason when you leveled a game controller in his direction and started singing to him.

You got butterflies going crazy in this turtle's chest, almost made him drop his tea, frozen in place as you danced closer and tried to coax him into joining you. He's only gonna agree after making sure no one is paying attention, but eventually he'll put the tea down and take your hand when you openly start pouting at him

Leo might be the pretty boy of his brothers, but he'll never believe any of them could be considered beautiful. He knows enough about you though to know you would never lie to him, especially on this, so really he's just confused, sky, bashful but willing to believe you're singing this song about him. Might even get him to chuckle if you start dropping whenever you get to the part that goes "drop dead- drop dead- dr-drop dead."

It becomes a little secret between the two of you, where you can make his skin turned mottled just by running your hand over his carapace in greeting and dropping the line "what's up, beautiful," in his ear. He absolutely loves it, but the real fun will be saying it in a whisper when his brothers are around. Then, you'll get a contemplative, squinty eyed look. Just be aware he's plotting revenge and it will 100% be in his favor.

Michelangelo (Hush Hush: Don't be Shy)

Mikey would be the one to turn on the music whenever the two of you are cleaning the kitchen, bopping fast through his music until he hits one and clocks the way your hips start shimmying in the corner of his vision. He already knows you love this song, maybe he's secretly hoping to get a show out of putting it on for you.

It's a quick song, but just long enough for you to get into the groove of singing it and moving in a simple dance with the mop, and Mikey shadows your notes, following along while he tosses clean hand towels into the drawer and cheers you on. When it ends he sticks his tongue out at you and you laugh when you realize its looping back around to the beginning once more.

When the pair of you are done cleaning, Mikey wastes no time taking you in his arms, not caring about the still damp floor underneath your feet or the way your singing is breaking up from the giggles. If anything, this is his favorite part.

If his brothers need anything from the fridge they'll have to dance around the pair of you, because Mikey's not letting you go until he gets at least a solid ten minutes of dancing, no please babycakes, just once more, Raph can totally wait to get to the cupboards don't mind him-

totally steals kisses in between spinning you around, smooches, long presses of his mouth against yours, goading "hush hush don't be shy" if you try and pull away before he gets his quota for the dance.

[latinotiktok]

Propaganda:

Link BOTW/TOTK.

-Miralo. Short king. Builds possibly dangerous and random contraptions in his garage. Eats anything and everything. Cooks like a god. Good taste in seasonings. Rides a motorcycle. That's all peak latino behavior.

-link de the legend of zelda. es muy silly para mi y es latine en mi corazoncito <333

-link legend of zelda es mexicano. lo sé en mi corazón. fácilmente puedo verlo comiendo pan de muerto y haciendo el maratón guadalupe-reyes (comer hasta el hartazgo desde el 12 de diciembre hasta el 6 de enero)

-Link Legend of Zelda pq 1) en su vida pasada era moreno el me dijo 2)le sabe chambear como buen latinoamericano. trabajando para la hija del patron literal

-Link del twilight princess

Razones: -si -el pibe vive de cuidar las vacas(son cabras pero shhh), es gaucho en mi corazon -short king y conozco muchos short kings en mi pueblo -por favor

#link es mexicano porque o sea. nomás' mira sus creaciones. mi compa tiene ingenio mexicano

#DALE ZELDA DALE#PASAME LA TRIFUERZA QUE TENGO HAMBRE#Y TRAEME UNA BOTELLA DE ZORA GRANDE

#that one post that says link is the whole lgbt+ community but this time link is whole latin america#loz

#link is just such a latino hes indigenous latino and i say because im centroamericana that he's centroamericano.#guatemalan link#the only reason hes not moreno is he was sleeping for 100 years that makes one look like a gringito#his fangs and the way he finds new clothes and immediately wears them and mixes and matches and ALWAYS serves...peak latino behavior#we need more silent latino men rep 🥰

Pirateria

Vi a alguien decir que la piratería (as in, the concept) debe ser latino y apoyo la moción, so here i am to say la piratería es mi bebita fiu fiu

#nada en este mundo es mas latino q piratiando

#VAMONOS YO MANEJO *c sube a un barco pirata claramente robado*

#IT HAS TO BE PIRACY Y'ALL#brazilians pirate shit for breakfast at this point#and the best fucking part#was buying those pirated dvds#and at the very beggining of the movie#they'd show an anti-piracy ad#like dude please it's vote piracy

[marvelsgirl616]

╰•★★ OBX: RC/DS ★★•╯

⤷ •• fics:

- possessed.

- NSFW 💭🔥: one.

⤷ •• icons:

- season one: one. | two. | three.

- season two: one. | two | three | four. | five. | six. | seven. | rarry | eight. | nine. |

⤷ •• prompts/visuals:

- stalker!rafe vis. | stalker!rafeu vis. 2 | rafe hanging out with the pogues. | giving rafe a bj | rafe & ward | shopping w/ rafe | rafe on his knees | motorcycle ride w/ rafe |

⤷ ••• biker!rafe masterlist: link.

⤷ ••• dark/obsessedrafe! vis. •••

-> if I can’t have you then no one can.

-> i’d let the world burn for you.

••• drew/rafe smutty visuals:

- vid of drew saying “oh fuck”

- rafe/drews hands: num. 1 | num. 2

⤷ ••• rafe angsty visuals:

- one. |

( sarah & rafe meme ) incorrect rarry

— bts pics: diff pics. bts. | drew & rudy | charles & drew.

— pics: happy/sad |

— videos: drew & chase dancing | drew 1. | tiktok of drew + nicholas |

[cazzyf1]

Some information about Alan Stacey from his autosports profile

He attended King Edward VI Grammer School and then went on go serve a five-year apprenticeship with de Havillands, eventually gaining his Higher National Certificate

In 1955 he decided to try out motor racing and purchased a Mk. 6 Lotus and entered a few club events

Colin Chapman asked him to drive for Lotus in sport car events in 1957

Described as an easy going individual, he could impress someone with his quiet charm and good sense of humour

Described as well-built and dark-skinned, the sort of person who seems to have a perpetual sun-tan

He likes to eat well, he never puts on weight so can eat all he wants without worrying

He smokes the occasional cigarette

Drinks alcohol rarely, normally preferring to sip a glass of bitter lemon

He enjoys motor boating

He was a keen cinephotographer and took his camera with him to most race meetings

Bonus information about him:

“He had an artificial leg,” Crombac recalls. “His right leg was cut just under the knee, and in order to double-declutch he had a motorcycle throttle on the gearlever. His mechanic was Bill Bossom, who had a missing arm. So there was this weird combination of a guy with one leg and a mechanic with one hand!”

[moonshynecybin]

i love your fco au i think about it every day... as they leave behind that whole thang and start their relationship for real do they look back in regret or not? obviously not the greatest way to get together with the love of your life this time NO paranoid public breakdown in the media room but also... it is the reason they started talking again for real and started doing. everything else...

thank youuuuu of course credit to @kingofthering for the au idea this is a joint custody story…. ask her about it her thoughts always make me like. pick up a pen and actually write things they’re so good…

SO! in many ways i think it’s LESS fraught because they’ve kind of already done a lot of the scary parts. coming out? done that. long distance? they can make it work. long term? they’ve been dating a year and hooking up for THREE at that point. like they have proof of concept here in many ways! plus like. i think both of them have been living in such a constant state of fight or flight insane tension at that point that they are simply. SO happy to just get to believe that the other actually wants them. finally assured that the other actually wants them and has not in fact been put in an elaborate torture scheme by the scary PR people at honda and yamaha. so they’re chillin. they’re posting each other on their instagram story with little love hearts. they’re like. leaning into each other during presscons to an uncouth degree…

but the REAL challenge comes to them in the form of learning to communicate like. earnestly. (SCARY) something that LITERALLYYYYYYY helped destroy their relationship once before and i imagine was not resolved by being in a protracted fake relationship where BOTH of them have vested interests in the other never once knowing how they genuinely feel. vale especially hates vulnerability but MARC is also a freak about that. he only wants it on HIS terms (in a competitive sense especially, which. they’re STILL rivals here….). and it’s a process! so i think they have some mild growing pains the next several years (maybe they take a tinyyyy break after argentina and it’s not as bad as real life but. it still SUCKS ASS) and it’s a watershed on actually TALKING about feelings) but they have a base-level of trust and a real foundation in this universe. it CAN work because it HAS and there aren’t all of the real life roadblocks vis a vis being a gay ass motorcycle racer that you can throw at them. because they’ve already addressed all of that !

[secondhand-lions]

here's some Constantine tidbits! (attempted) timeline order. [EDIT: noragirlfriend is now named!!!!! thank you charlie!!!!!!!!!! say hi, Hestia!!!!!!!!!!!!!]

claustrophobia counter: I

- grew up in the Great Plains. home life wasn't the greatest due to his dad. got into motorcross/motorcycling because it was cool and he needed an escape in his early teens

- in his late teens his ma moved them both over to Boston after his parents got divorced to be closer to his ma's family.

- ... even though that family was estranged. what else can you do? money and resources were tight.

claustrophobia counter: II

- spent most of his non-school time running around the alleys and sidestreets and nooks+crannys of Boston. this is where he got to know Nora.

- she was WAYYYYY out of his league; as much as a young punk egg-not-not-cracked trans girl can be.

- nora's his best friend! they loved eachother as much as two people can without being in love.

- she had a pretty shit relationship with her parents. Constantine's ma opened her home for her.

- couple years pass. Nora gets into law school, meets her girlfriend (Hestia). Constantine's ma dies. They both take time off of regular activities to mourn. Nora goes back to law school and graduates with flying colours.

- Constantine dodges the draft.

- Constantine attempts to dodge the draft.

- medic!

- killed his commanding officer. not not caught, but the rest of his squad hated the guy as well, so it's not like this was reported. one more casualty.

- glasgow smiles are from a brief stint in captivity

claustrophobia counter: III

- medical leave. Hestia gets pregnant.

- he was still a field medic by the time Anchorage happened. he saw a lot of kids die because of armour malfunctions.

claustrophobia counter: IV

- his team had secured a building and was trying to get it set up as a fallback point for future assaults when the surrounding buildings started being blown up. when he realized what was happening, he gave his helmet to a non-armoured soldier, just before a missile struck their building.

- building collapses. Constantine is stuck under the rubble, specifically crushing his left leg. develops acute compartment syndrome/crush syndrome.

claustrophobia counter: V

- under there for quite a while. had to be cut out of the armour. the other medics wouldn't tell him how the person he was trying to help was doing.

claustrophobia counter: VI

- only got an honourable discharge because of the above events. can't stress enough that this man was not liked by his superiors.

- gov't was really fucking short on supplies so his mobility aid is a modified power armour frame. that's what was in production, that's what they had, whatever, it fucking sucks as an aid. it's painful and a little lot triggering and honestly not that great at it's job.

- Constantine gets home halfway through january and the following... several months were pretty hellish. a very-late-third-trimester Hestia, Nora, and insanely shellshocked Constantine get Codsworth pretty much as soon as Constantine gets back to basically just make sure the house stays livable enough that everyone can recover.

- Constantine gets back into motorcycling. it's freeing in a way he literally can't get anywhere else. keeps his brain quiet.

- Hestia dies in childbirth. Nora's inconsolable and can't take care of the baby.

- Constantine takes on all childrearing responsibilities. it's his kid in every way that matters.

- the only time he or the baby could ever sleep was when the baby was on Constantine's chest.

- bombs drop, rip. Constantine was originally the one holding Shawn, but the stupid fucking vault-tec people made him hand him over to Nora for the pods; some bullshit about "a mother's comfort" or whatever the fuck, it's stupid to the point where i don't want to think about it, point being Constantine is already terrified of the pods and can't hold his baby, can't comfort his baby, can't make sure his baby is safe.

claustrophobia counter: VII

- frozen. thawed.

claustrophobia counter: VIII

game start!

[devotionconsumed]

was he orpheus or eurydice ; ninth house

darlingstern playlist for his monstrous queen and her gentleman demon

track list below

i. a handsome stranger called death - FOE | ii. wolf like me - lera lynn ft. shovels and rope | iii. evening on the ground (lilith's song) - iron & wine | iv. come wander with me - jeff alexander | v. howl - florence and the machine | vi. primal / carnal - chelsea wolfe | vii. love crime - siouxsie | viii. me and the devil - soap&skin | ix. don't go to hell with out me - house of fire | x. the wolf - fever ray | xi. we must be killers - mikky ekko | xii. beat the devil's tattoo - black rebel motorcycle club | xiii. demon host - timber timbre | xiv. murder song (5, 4, 3, 2, 1) - aurora | xv. girls against god - florence and the machine | xvi. the lyre of orephus - nick cave & the bad seeds | xvii. talk - hozier | xviii. wicked game - chris isaak | xix. fresh blood - the eels

*cover art is dante and virgil going to hell by gustave courtois*

[gravesung-moving]

quick and dirty bios for the unseen's inner circle (the sanctum)!

bc i just remembered sage and fletch are the only unseen creatures i actually have bios for.

*note — by default, these descriptions apply to the unseen as they are in shelter island. some details are subject to change based on verse. *note 2 — each member of the sanctum has a self-chosen tarot card that's left behind as a "calling card" at a particular job they claim responsibility for. in place of a stolen bounty, on top of a body, etc.

acheron ??? (he/him) — the poisoner

the emperor

dilf

calm, collected, honest but in a kind way. pretty emotionally intelligent.

as a rule, never pries into other people's business. lane = stayed in.

has a son who's in college rn! on good terms with his ex-wife.

ex-safecracker/bank robber

he makes poisons! has a little lab and everything

occasionally fletch will pull him out of retirement and make him go crack a safe. he complains about his knees

norah suman (she/her) — the engineer

the sun

lesbiab

has had a secret crush on seph for a couple years. designed her arms from the ground up, and the first point of contact when something goes wrong or seph needs a redesign/upgrade

dry humor, very blunt and often sarcastic

eyebrow piercing

habit of chopping off her hair when she's sad

makes the gadgets. makes explosives, modifies weapons, invents new shit, always thinking about new ways to do stuff. engineering as an art and a science at the same time.

also an up-and-coming tattoo artist!

orion aisa (he/they) — the forger

the moon

seph's twin brother

not a great fighter, hates using guns

eyepatch over his right eye. fletch took it when he and seph tried to escape as teenagers, along with ripping seph's arms off, which is a very normal and cool and chill reaction to have

trans lad. top surgery, took testosterone for a few years but then stopped. pretty satisfied with where he's at right now

excellent painter

suffers from hand tremors, though they fade when he paints

hector dionísio (he/him) — the muscle

the wheel of fortune

unpredictable and violent. unhinged.

will be having a drink with you and then at a hair-trigger provocation, he'll just turn around and start kicking the shit out of someone

scarily good fighter, way too fast for his muscular build

no one knows why fletch trusts him to be in the inner circle and not rat on them

unexpectedly very reliable as a teammate. he does his job very well

fixated on seph in a "constantly riling her so that she'll fight him whenever he wants" way

fixated on edith in a "why can't i land a hit on you. come here" way

pit fighter. so far undefeated

cody shimura (he/him) — the accountant

justice

the most guy ever

he's so tired.

retired hedge fund manager, went into crime because he did some digging, realized the finance industry was already in fletch's pocket anyway, and his ability to stealthily uncover those secrets impressed fletch enough to hire him on.

tries to be a plant dad but he keeps killing them

surprisingly well-trained with a gun

occasionally pulls out the most scathing one-liners in the quietest and calmest voice imaginable

sage / VECTOR (she/her) — the driver

the world

technomancer (arcane hacker)

pokemon superfan

harvard dropout

a pretty normal person, generally, probably the least traumatized out of the crew

can summon cars / motorcycles made of, essentially, compressed/hardened demon souls sourced straight from hell

also has normal, non-summonable cars / motorcycles that she likes to augment and fix up with norah's help

has a giant fluffy dog named Baby

fucking Maniac behind the wheel. the dog's name is a reference to baby driver for a reason.

if she knew about @tewwor's vector alias, she would make them matching shirts

edith winter (she/they) — the thief

the hermit

sneaky. quiet. wow shocker

fey changeling who's lived on earth their whole life, but is in contact with the human child they replaced

raised by wolves a gang, sort of collectively alongside her parents. it takes a village yaknow. they all had a hand in training her to be the insanely skilled thief she is — edith was probably the most valuable piece on their board, even at a young age

said gang was absorbed by the unseen and scattered across the world for resisting said absorption. one of edith's parents was killed in the conflict, the other was sent across the world but she doesn't know where

no one knows if they're bitter about it or not. they don't talk about it

acheron taught her how to crack safes

caro vitale / deadfall (he/him) — the fence

the hanged man

owner of the black stag, a bar and antique shop just at the northern edge of the city where metropolis meets highway meets forest.

can sell anything to anyone

no one knows a single thing about this man except for the fact that he's fluent in italian. he WILL lie if you ask him anything else. caro vitale is also not his real name

he got that thang on him (a club)

tattoos everywhere

ishal king (they/them) — the doctor

death

fae nephilim (an angel fucked an archfey and produced a very strange kid), exiled from the autumn court for death crimes before going into the human medical field as a surgeon.

nearly got arrested for experimenting with nephilim blood (their own, but whatever guys), faked their death, joined the unseen. now works happily and privately for fletch in their silly little lab.

mushroom garden

medicinal plant expert alongside their knowledge of modern medicine

ominous positivity

anah tannar (she/her) — the spy

the lovers, reversed

you know her! you love her! she's probably broken your heart!

local celebrity influencer

resident honeypot for any woman-attracted target

prefers to be flashy and stand out, but also insanely good at blending in and being invisible when need be

serial dater. never lets anyone too close, but loves to have a web of one-way connections to people who think they're her best friend or favorite ex, and/or owe her a favor (she has a book of debts)

a genuinely compassionate person underneath it all, she just leaned hard into her manipulative side after being used one too many times

persephone aisa (they/she) — the assassin

judgement

first lieutenant/right hand to amari fletch, and thus second-in-command to the unseen itself

sharpshooter, beat-upper, gunfighter, knife-swinger. if john wick can do it, so can they

cold, aggressive, hostile. deadly as fuck. if you follow this blog you probably came from hers so i won't go into too much detail SJDKHJKSD

amari fletch (they/he) — the leader

the tower (also the name they're publicly known by)

i swear they're not secretly thousands of years old i swearrrrr (yes they are) (they cheated death in a game of dice and bear the mark of cain for it)

think gus fring, netflix wilson fisk, silco — that type of person

spidery motherfucker, aka has connections eeeeverywhere. so many judges, cops, government officials in their pocket.

for the most part, fletch is satisfied with the world the way that it is. the unseen profits nicely, they have as much power as they need, and no one fucks with them (if they even know it exists)

if someone does fuck with him and his, however, he will not hesitate to make a violent and chaotic example of them for the rest of the world to see.

calm and levelheaded 99% of the time. 1% of the time, off-the-wall destructive

will take risks if they can see a benefit and the consequence of failure won't fuck up their plans.

extremely powerful in a fight (is not human) with enough raw strength to fully charge straight through a building wall by wall if they wanted to. but they don't. lmao

seph is their protegé (????) (i genuinely don't have a term for their relationship it's so fucked up and hard to describe), & they are very very possessive about it

[george-the-good]

King George VI and Queen Elizabeth travel in a motorcade during their visit to New York. With them are New York Mayor Fiorello La Guardia and Governor Herbert H. Lehman // June 10, 1939

For reasons of safety and speed, the Royal procession bypassed Broadway and instead took a more ‘open’ route on the way to the World’s Fair in Flushing Meadows:

They seemed to know a great deal about the layout of the city, and they asked many questions about it. I don’t know whether it is just my own disappointment about not being able to take them up Fifth Avenue and Broadway, but I gathered that they would have preferred that route. As we drove up the West Side Highway both the King and Queen asked several times how far we were from Broadway, and how far from Fifth Avenue. They were very much interested in Broadway.

At one point in Queens there was a section that did not seem to be covered well, and a large crowd of people surged downhill to fill it up. One of our motorcycle policemen swung over to keep them in bounds, and the King remarked, as if voicing his thoughts:

‘Don’t worry - the crowd always takes care of itself.’

Fiorello La Guardia // quoted in Voyage of State by G. Gordon Young (1939)

[imsorryithurts]

Landing on your soft spot

Whumperless Whump Event Day 2:

Does your insurance cover this?: Car accident / Bystander caretaker / “Eyes open, ambulance is almost here.”

Hey, friends! Thanks for all the positive feedback on my previous fic! A couple of people asked to be tagged, I'll sort it out when I have a little more time and mental energy to sit and see who!

Thanks to Seth for hosting the event, visit @whumperless-whump-event to read more works!

This is one features Vittoria, who is a badass toughie superhero, but has a soft spot for children, especially children in danger. You can have a little primer on her and my other OCs here: [link].

Word count: 722

Content warnings: Car accident, motorcycle accident, a child being involved in the accident (don't worry the kid is fine and doesn't get hurt at all).

-x-

When Vi turned the corner with her motorcycle, the woman she was chasing had released a cloud of thick, black smoke, obscuring her entire view of the street.

She resisted the panic rising in her gut and kept her bike steady, sounding her horn to hopefully signal whoever was around to get the hell out of the way.

She decided it would be safer to stop, but she didn't have a second to consider her plan before all she could see in the inches where the smoke was clearing out was the face of a child in the window of a car.

That she was going full speed towards.

The world spun around loudly and she was on the ground. She pushed the bike off of her leg and got on her feet, scrambling to get a good look into the car window again, to check on the kid.

She caught a glimpse of the figure, a chubby face crying, going as far as they could in their car seat.

Her knees buckled and her hand slipped away from the window she was leaning against.

Her body landed awkwardly on top of her bike as she struggled to control half of her body. She managed to catch herself, but not before hitting her shin on the muffler and getting poked in the ribs by the footrest while trying to get up again. Of course, catching herself involved slamming her elbow on the concrete.

She attempted using her powers to see through the car, but the effort immediately rang a high pitch through her ears and filled her vision with darkness.

As soon as she started getting her bearings again, there was a man talking to her. The driver of the car, judging by the open door and empty seat.

Vi couldn't quite make out what he was saying, but he was pushing her back down as she struggled to get up.

“Stay down, don't get up”, she managed to make it out as he pushed her to her knees. She managed a burst of energy to quickly grab his wrist.

“T-The kid-” The man recoiled in surprised, and probably from her too strong grip. “Is the kid- Is the kid okay?”

“She's fine. She's all right, don't worry,” He untangled her hand from his arm, going back to his attempts at getting her to lie down. He didn't have to work hard now, Vittoria's body offered little resistance after her worries were soothed.

Vi remembered being lowered down, but then she was suddenly on her back, helmet visor flipped open.

“Hey, eyes open, the ambulance is almost here.”

She squinted at him, trying to see clearly despite the sun in her eyes.

“She's not hurt, is she?” She rasped. Talking was getting difficult, she was crashing after the adrenaline rush, possibly combined with a mild concussion.

“No,” the man, crouching beside her head, looked around, signaling someone out of her sight. She was too tired to turn her head to see. “Come here, honey. Bring her. It's ok.”

A tall woman appeared in the corner of her field of vision, and she carried with her the child, not much older than five, eyes puffy and red, clutching the mother's shirt like she was hanging from it, but otherwise completely uninjured.

Vi sighed, the weight of preoccupation lifting from her body, but immediately replaced with the weight of pain and bone deep exhaustion.

“See, she's ok, just a little spooked,” the man squeezed her shoulder slightly, trying to keep her awake and calm. “She's alright, don't worry.”

She squinted at the figures above her, the kid squirming in her mother's arms, clearly troubled by the situation she didn't understand. Vi strained to keep her vision from doubling as she kept her eyes on the pair, as if looking away would take away the certainty that she hadn't hurt any of the passengers.

She heard sirens in the distance, and watched the man who had been stabilizing her head got up and waved at the ambulance. Another weight started being lifted from her: the weight of consciousness.

“Hey,” she licked her lips and rasped. “The deal was ‘stay awake until the ambulance gets here’, right?”

He crouched back down to hear her better. “... What?”

“Sorry about your car, friend.” And she closed her eyes.

[diabolus1exmachina]

Bentley Mark VI Majestic Major Hemi V8 Special (one-off). 

When you first see a Bentley Mark VI in all of its stately proportions, high-performance isn’t the first thing that comes to mind. The Mark VI is now often used as a wedding car along with its Rolls-Royce stablemate the Silver Wraith, and what they lack in outright speed they make up for with elegance, dignity, and opulence.

For the uninitiated, a Bentley Special is a car that started life as a Bentley, often a Mark VI, that then has its chassis shortened and lowered. A new more sporting body is usually fitted on top, possibly influenced by the Bentley Le Mans racers of the 1920s and 1930s, and new engines and transmissions are frequently fitted for a more sporting driving experience.

In essence, Bentley Specials are hot rods for the kind of people who fare on a first name basis with all the Ritz-Carlton concierges from London to Los Angeles.

When delivered to customers most of the Bentley Mark VIs that were made were fitted with steel coachwork with four doors, and they were powered by either the 4.3 or 4.6 liter straight-six sending power to the rear wheels via a 4-speed manual gearbox.

The Daimler Majestic Major 4.5 V8 engine is perhaps not as well known as it should be. It was designed by legendary British engineer Edward Turner in two forms that look remarkably similar from the outside – the 2.5 V8 and the 4.5 V8.

The 2.5 V8 was produced in far higher numbers as it was fitted to both the Daimler SP250 sports car and the Daimler V8 250 four-door sedan. Surprisingly given the difference in displacement the external dimensions of the two engines are fairly close, the 4.5 is slightly wider, longer, and deeper.

Turner had made a name for himself designing motorcycle engines for Ariel and then Triumph earlier in his career, including the famous Ariel Square Four, the Triumph Speed Twin, the Triumph Thunderbird, and the Triumph T120 Bonneville.

In 1959 he designed the two automotive V8 engines for Daimler, using a very similar design for both engines, which included hemispherical combustion chambers and an overhead valve cylinder head design influenced by his earlier work on high-performance Triumph motorcycle engines.

The V8 has a 90º vee angle, an iron block with sandcast aluminum-alloy heads which contain two valves per cylinder actuated with pushrods from the camshaft which is located high in the block. The design of the engine has been praised by many over the years, including Jay Leno, however the fact that it was most famously fitted to the Daimler SP250 sports car – a vehicle that was not at all well-received – did dampen its reception somewhat. The 4.5 liter version of the V8 was fitted to the Daimler Majestic Major, a large and luxurious four-door sedan with a curb weight north of 4,000 lbs. The engine was said to produce 220 bhp and 283 lb ft of torque however this has been challenged in intervening years as the Daimler dynamometer was somewhat antiquated and was unable to produce readings above 220 bhp.

Whatever the actual power of the engine was it was prodigious, it was capable of propelling the hefty Daimler Majestic Major to a top speed of 120 mph, almost unheard of in such a vehicle at the time, and it gave the car performance that could rival many sports cars of the era.

[almostourgalaxy]

sliding back in bc 👀 im totally curious what they're up to Now

(also cracking up a lil at the if there's motorcycles it's Ivar's fault. arcane jackal senses Something Cool™ is afoot and just materializes like 👀👀👀 /j)

Dude you knowwv the showwv Slugterra?

The mecha beasts in that showwv:

These things?

Imagine steampunk vvwersions of these and you havvwe wwvhat Ivar is trying to create.

At present, Ivar is spending damn near ALL of their time wwvorking at refining the bajillion prototypes they havvwe for these things. Mel's funding it, because the idea of personal vvwehicals intrigues her. The enforcers funded it before her, because Ivar needed money and couldn't really say no to the only patrons offering it.

Wwvhat the enforcers WWVANT is basically glorified vvwersions of police motorcycles. An all terrain vvwehical for quick pursuit. Wwvhat Ivar is MAKING is basically a suped up vvwersion of a mountain bike, for quicker travvwersal of the fissures.

The Kirkman's havvwen't taken an interest in them as FAMILY, but Kaitlyn's curious abt the zaunite Marcus keeps bitching about, because the idea of someone just WWVALKING AWWVAY from the enforcers baffles her. (ACAB baby, but also if it sucks hit da bricks at its finest).

It's because of this they're forced to keep interacting wwvith Marcus, because he keeps insisting on "supervvwising" their interaction.

"Because god forbid the coucilwwvoman's daughter turned cop starts thinking "Trenchers" are PEOPLE, god Marcus can you IMAGINE? The ANARCHY of it all!"

This leads to them finding out Vi's alivvwe and out of prison. Wwvell, that and Sevika knocking on their door at 3AM because "I missed you" and "Can't I vvwisit my friend?" And "Silco might try to kill you because you're still loyal to Vander".

They get a vvwisit from Marcus at some point after Silco broke into his house. Dude's nervvwes are shot, and Ivar can't blame him. There is covvwersation had about the completely understandable bad blood betwwveen them.

They take his daughter in after he dies. They go a day wwvithout him barging into their shop to bug them about rejoining the force. They almost miss his annoying ass, and his ugly mustache and fucked up eyebrowwvs.

Okay maybe not his mustache and eyebrowwvs.

They get a vvwisit from Ambessa as wwvell. Because of course they do. They quickly find themself torn betwwveen "howwv DARE you try to buy my business you NOXIAN BITCH-WWVOLF" and "oh god GIANT WWVOMAN PLEASE STEP ON ME". But that dynamic deservvwes its owwvn thing.

They see the attack on the council. You evvwer wwvatch a train wwvreck, or a car crash happen in front of you? That feeling of helplessness, the inability to tear your eyes awwvay, the feeling that something has happened that can nevvwer be undone?

"Oh Powder...wwvhat did they do?"