#lowered mr2

[radracer]

Toyota MR2 W30

@willchandlr

[mr2swap]

Fun day at the beach by ZOLTAR

-This is better than I thought! Damn, my stepbrother really looks angry! - I took the can of beer to my mouth and drank it completely, after drinking the cocktail I released a stinky and loud burp from my mouth -mmm strawberries?- it made me feel dizzy but in a good mood, I thought it would be a shitty day when my older brother dragged me to the beach with him and his girlfriend after my stepdad gave him $100 to get rid of me for a while and spend his anniversary alone with his new wife, my mom.

Who the hell knew that the old mechanical genius on the beach really was magical? When we get out of the car and park near the beach at an old restaurant bar, I have to admit that her girl is really cute, but my stepbrother is a jerk, she deserves better, her and my mother.

-Listen little brother we are going to be here a long time so take 5 dollars and get lost, I don't want you to bother us or be a pain in the ass, see you in a few hours little brother-

My new stepbrother always treated me like this ever since mom married that idiot my life has been hell, I went into the restaurant and ordered a coke, there wasn't much else to do but play a bit of the dusty old video games that were on the restaurant, really none of them interested me except one, it was an old-fashioned mechanical genius, as soon as I stood in front of him his eyes lit up, and he began to move and talk.

-My name is Zoltar and I will make your dreams come true!-This thing is great, it's like…retro! I really didn't think that thing was magical but it was really hot and I was bored.

-Well, if you can give me a fun day at the beach for 25 cents, it's a deal- I put a coin into the device and his eyes lit up with a red glow, he began to recite some strange words while making robotic movements with his fingers, in a simple blink my wish came true although not in the way I expected.

I was no longer in that restaurant or in my body, I was in the hot and muscular body of my stepbrother, I recognized my brother's tiny swimsuit as well as the necklace that was now around my neck. I put my hands on my bulging pecs trying to figure out if I was dreaming or hallucinating from the heat, then I lowered my hands playing with my long hard fingers caressing my rock abs.

And of course I got my hands on my new thick cock, I'm not gay, or so I think... but when you see this cock that is now in my hands every morning while my brother walks around my house with just a pair of boxers it is impossible not to want to touch it.

After a couple of minutes I saw my old body glaring at me totally furious from afar and from my little teenage body…hey I have an idea, what if I wish my stepfather away from my mother would I end up in his body? I guess I have a lot of time to figure it out and 95 bucks, well I have to admit I'm really having fun now.

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[hirocimacruiser]

SARD MCR SW20 MR2

SARD's confident product that combines elegance and sportiness

SARD MC4(SW20)

Sard Co., Ltd. 0565-53-1166

Without compromising the standard, flowing body lines, it is equipped with the bare minimum of parts to create a unique look. And when it comes to a machine made by Sard, it is amazing how well made it is. The front bumper spoiler and the rear adjustable wing give it a classy yet sporty look.

Of course, it is equipped with aluminum wheels and reinforced coil springs that can lower the vehicle height, giving the aero body a fresh look, but the stylish body that is sure to please street racers is nothing short of stunning.

The turbo is also made by KKK, a company that is a specialty of Sard.

The kit uses turbines to increase power and torque. The interior is also equipped with original meters that are highly visible, for a total coordination.

■Exterior - Front bumper spoiler (98,000 yen), adjustable rear wing (120,000 yen), Bosch 160 series (21,000 yen) ■Engine - SARD GT kit, SARD racing blow-off, SARD Analyze CPU, SARD AROUSE stainless steel muffler (120,000 yen) ■Suspension - SARD Street down springs (46,000 yen), Formula SS-V205/40-17 235/45-17, Volk Racing CV/PRO7.5JX178.5J×17 ■Interior - SARD steering wheel, STACK・ST8100 (238,000 yen), SARD PRO604 boost meter (14,000 yen), SARD exhaust temperature gauge (26,000 yen), A/F meter (248,000 yen)

PIC CAPTIONS

The Sard MC-4 is equipped with a bumper spoiler, rear wing, and Bosch fog lights. The finished product boasts a neat bodywork that looks like a genuine manufacturer's product.

The engine is equipped with a Sard GT kit, a KKK K26 turbine, stainless steel manifold, and a type 1 wastegate.

The steering wheel is a Sard original, and in addition to other manufacturer's equipment, even an A/F gauge is installed.

[carsthatnevermadeitetc]

Lotus M90 (X100 GTC), 1984. A prototype from a new generation Elan dating from the time Toyota has an interest in Lotus. Designed by Oliver Winterbottom who had designed the 1970s Lotus Elite, it used the engine and gearbox from a Toyota MR2, mounted longitudinally in the front driving the rear wheels. The roof is lowered in two sections, the top can be removed and fits in the boot, creating a ‘targa’ style roof, and the rear portion folds down like a typical convertible. The project was abandoned and Lotus begun work on a front wheel drive alternative (the M100 Elan)

[project-sekai-facts]

im going over logistics of tiering for ID and i know youre not a tiering expert but one specific thing. do you know why switching from n25 to VS miku drops character rank bonus a little?? they're both miku? is it scaling off of fes mikus talent and hers is currently lower? (havent done ss2 yet) or is there a collective n25 bonus from the girls' character ranks that the subgroup vocaloids get?

i tried this out with a few of my own cards and I've come to the conclusion that it's to do with the card itself, namely the total power of the card. It's kinda dumb.

Like here I swapped out my MR2/both side stories unlocked/max lvl wedding toya for cgo toya which is the same aside from only having one side story unread (ie less talent), and it drops the decoration bonus (obviously because that's based on a percentage increase) and the character rank.

I also then did the same swap as you did for my ID team, only my fes2 miku is completely untouched which absolutely tanks both the decoration and rank bonus.

And solid proof that it's connected to card power. Two Rui cards both MR2/both side stories read/max lvl, only putting the wday card on my team increases the decoration and rank bonus by 1pt each. This is because wday rui has 2pts higher total power than darkfes rui lol.

seems like rank bonus might be connected to decorarion bonus. i also noticed that my rui and toya have waay higher rank bonus despite miku having the highest cr of the 3 of them on my acc. my miku decorations are all at like level 1 or 2 though and my rui and toya decorations are at lvl 10 so that's the only way i can make sense of it.

[identifying-cars-in-posts]

hi hi! i just found your blog and wanted to show off my car a bit :) im guessing you’re in america, and i got some varied comments and opinions on reddit for my car

be nice to her, she’s been neglected since 2013 and i just picked her up in may

YOOOOOOO THATS SO SICK. i love those first gen toyota mr2s so so much, i want one so bad. i am in the states and at least in my area even ones in rough shape are getting expensive, especially without rot - ive had to lower my expectations to preludes for my 80s japanese pop up headlight fix because i’m mostly priced out of mr2s now. especially for an mr2 that had been neglected for ten years she looks fantastic, sure she’s not a show car per se but i bet she’s a blast on windy roads. fuck all her haters, they’re wrong and your car is amazing

[spooky-fubuki]

My mr2 looks cool and all lowered like she is, but, I'm kinda tired of it, like how stiff it is and how if I accidentally run over something it sucks. And I hurt my knee at the beginning of the month and it sucked to get in and out of her. I guess I'm just getting old now

[nieded]

Have you personally done much karting, if any?

hi anon! i'm assuming the asks i got in a row were from one person, so i am going to answer them in one post. i hope you don't mind!

i have not done a lot of karting, and i am terrible at it. i have been playing a bit of the f1 simulator and am slowing improving, but yeah, no bueno.

nice!

i really don't want a hypercar or even a supercar. the maintenance is crazy. also, my philosophy is that if you have a high-speed car, it's impossible to enjoy because you never get an opportunity to exercise its full potential. a ferrari going 75 mph on the interstate would not be exciting.

but! i believe having a car with less hp that you can ride to its limits all the time is way more fun! and there are many ways to make a car feel faster without actually increasing speed. for example, the lower you sit near the ground, the faster the car will feel. that is largely the philosophy behind the cars that we have.

my baby is supercharged mini cooper s, one of a few selection of cars that ever came stock with a supercharger. we've upgraded her so she's a bit faster and she has no power-steering and a sport clutch, so every moment takes work to drive her. and i love her! she also falls apart on me often, which is why i have a mk3 mr2 spyder as my daily 😅

if i could afford one, i'd buy a 2024 mx-5 miata rf because of its improved differential and suspension. i have also always wanted to import a vw up! gti. high key dream car would be a porsche 911 carrera or a shelby cobra. we joke that the mr2 (mid-engine, rwd) is our practice car for when we get a real sports car.

aw, that's a nice thought. i still maintain that the best revenge is a life well-lived, but maybe in the future after ezira has retired, he would have time to manage/own such a place. or perhaps a certain bookshop.

regardless, trackmania looks the way it does because it feels very nostalgic to me. i dunno. the dinginess is an asthetic.

wut

[tacofriend]

Hot take the Deora III sucks ass.

If you aren't interested in Hot Wheels cars, car design, or cars in general, you don't have to read further. If you do, I have included links that will hopefully make understanding this easier.

The original Deora was very much of its time, the 1960s. It has that very muscle car feel, a bit like a cab over version of the Chevrolet El Camino. When I first encountered the toy, I could pretty much instantly recognize the time period from which it came. And of course, this first version defined the platonic concept of a Deora. The Deora is a truck/ute thing in which the cab sits at the very front of the vehicle without a hood or engine bay in front of it. There are no side doors, but instead, the front opens up to allow passenger and driver to enter and exit the cab.

And then we get the Deora III which like, excuse me but what the fuck is this‽ This isn't a Deora. Like yeah the driver sits in front of the front wheels and there's a bed in the back, but why is there no roof, or even a windscreen? Why is there a bicycle in the back? Why is the front end lower than my knees? Why does it look like someone cut a massive chunk out of it? What the fuck is going on here‽

The Deora II takes this concept and rebuilds it with the design language of the late 90s and early 00s. Instead of a boxy 60s muscle car design that the original Deora had, the Deora II had a much softer bubblier style that was incredibly common in the design language of the time. While it keeps the cab over front end and long bed, it presents those with swooping curves and round headlights and round vents. Instead of the muscle car style wheels and fat tires that the original had, the Deora II boasted massive rims and tires that looked like rubber bands, as was aesthetically desirable at the time.

So it fails on two levels. Firstly, it fails to analyze or understand contemporary 2020s car design language. Secondly, it fails to even be a Deora with that two box design.

So first, understanding 2020s car design language. Today's automotive design language is very angular and aggressive. Trucks are boxy and chunky. Cars all have angry headlights and frowning grills. The Deora III hardly had headlights at all, and pretty much no grill. Its open design is reminiscent of the Renault Laguna concept car, which is from the 90s.

Additionally it fails to even look like a Deora. While it does have a long bed, the way that the body panels are cut, instead of having a two box design, the primary shape that stands out is a weird V or a check mark coming down from the rear tailgate, bottoming out in the middle of the bed, and then rising to form the roll bar. It's cut so low that you end up with this wall thing inset from the actual side of the car. And I use the word cut deliberately. With this deep V and the lack of any windscreen or side windows, it looks like they took a Deora and frantically cut it to ribbons with a pair of scissors.

It reminds me of Mr Regular's thoughts on both the third generation Toyota MR2 and Back to the Future III. "AW11 is Back to the Future Part 1, classic 80s, love it, smile every time I see it. SW20: Back to the Future 2: everything you liked about Part 1 but more! ZZW30... Part 3 Why is this a convertible? Why are we in the old west? Where's the flying DeLorean? Where are the popup headlights?"

I'm not asking for a re-release of the Deora II that I loved in my childhood. I want a Deora III that looks like a Deora made for modern times. I probably won't like it as much, but that's because I'm a child of the 90s and 00s. I grew up playing Need for Speed Underground and watching 2 Fast 2 Furious. But those times are gone. Even the new Fast and Furious movies have abandoned the gaudy design of the 00s with custom body kits and custom paint jobs for at most flat black paint and fender flares. Heck, most modified cars in modern car culture look stock. People aren't going for all show and no go anymore, and there are reasons for that, both economic and social, and we can go into those at a later time.

I just want a Deora III that speaks accurately to the times we live in and the design language of contemporary car design while also holding true to the original concept and shape of the Deora.

[boofighter]

https://youtu.be/b-Xy7bM6x5M

[radracer]

Toyota MR2 W20

[autoculture1]

#toyota #mr2 #sw20 #toyotamr2 #mr2turbo #midengine #mr2sday #mr2lifestyle #mr2nation #import #jdm #jdmgram #turbo #boosted #loweredlifestyle #motorsport #lowered #racecar #automotive #instacar #slammed #stance #stancenation #battlestance #fenderflare #widebody #kansei https://www.instagram.com/p/CbI3ZHVooXC/?utm_medium=tumblr

[mr2swap]

He's just a kid

-FUUUUUCK! I look incredibly muscular today!- I raised one of my powerful hairy arms to sniff the sticky musk of my mature hairy body mixed with the stinky scent of my sneakers that was all over the office-Damn I forgot to put on deodorant again, whatever! Who's going to fuck with me now that I'm in Mr. Myers's body? - I began to model my hard and hairy muscles in front of the mirror that was in the office of Coach Myers, while my mature cock woke up surrounded by the thick pubic hairs in my crotch, I flexed my huge arms to worship my own reflection and I could not contain myself not a second more.

Still looking at my new body, I lowered my athletic shorts to my knees, placed my huge calloused hands on micro and mature supports, and began to masturbate as the deep moans from Mr. Myler's mouth released me more and more.

I was so hot and sweaty watching my huge balls bounce to the rhythm as my hand massaged my cock. Don't hesitate to raise one of my powerful arms to show off my sweaty hairy pit and then immerse my face in one of my armpits licking, sniffing each drop of the stinky substance that came out of my armpits.4

after a couple of minutes of worshiping the body, I had stolen I ejaculated on the mirror and smeared my reflection with the stinky hot cum from my cock, -God! I will never get tired of this shit!-

Sometimes I felt bad for the real Coach Myler who is now trapped in my little wimp. But after emptying my furry balls my mind went blank in ecstasy and deep weariness. I don't know exactly what caused Coach Myler and I to switch bodies, maybe it had something to do with that strange stone I found on the way to school, why it disappeared around the time that I and Mr. Miller had that little accident in which we hit our heads, Mom was right I should pay more attention while walking through the streets...

From the first day, Mr. Myler tried to explain to everyone Including my parents that we had exchanged in our bodies, And of course, no one believed him afterward, who would believe such nonsense to a child like him? I was a little scared at first And I wanted to go back to my body but when I lived my first day as Coach Myler I knew I didn't want to go back to my old body so I denied everything, you must have seen his angry face when my parents left apologized to me for the rumors their son had started spreading throughout the school.

"He's just a kid, you know, please forgive him." my father said with an expression of embarrassment and anger on his face. he mentioned it again.

But my bullies did not forget that matter -heeey! How is everything "coach"? since then all my former classmates started calling him that, it must be hard for him to go back to school and more if he has to do it in my pathetic and nerdy body, there are a lot of trophies and medals in my new office, some are from when he was “my” age maybe he should focus his energy on other sports… like chess or dungeons and dragons.

This is one of the stories I published this month on my patreon if you liked the story and want to see more please take a look at my patreon account.

[wheelswap]

SW a classick one that doesn’t seem to age, on some sexy jdms btw! #WheelSwap❙ • • • @dailydriven #wheels #rims #wheelsoverheels #wheelwhores #usedwheels #usedrims #authenticwheels #jdm #stance #jdmgram #stancenation #honda #nissan #mr2 #sw20 #turbo #toyota #static #lowered #stanced #fitment #jdmdaily #jdmlife #lowlife #usdm

[scarletnakazato]

Kyoichi Sudo - rEvolution

• Kyoichi Sudo x Reader | Smut | • Word Count: 5,702. • Synopsis: In which Kyoichi finds his Empress, a bit of jealousy caused by his rival ensues, and a hatched plan from the reader tips Kyoichi over the edge, bringing out his inner Emperor.

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Another one beaten. These teams can't keep up with or handle (Y/N)'s Lan Evo by any means. One after another, they all fall. The red of the car is dark, but the shade of it stands out like a beacon, day or night. That's going to be the colour they all remember, and it'll never leave their mind. Her and her Evo III have been unbeatable since she bought the car. She had lost race after race in her previous car. She tried her best, did what she could to improve, it never worked.

The night she saw a race with an Evo III she fell in love with it. She quickly got rid of her old car and bought the red beauty she has now. She practiced every night for years, bettering herself and upgrading the car as needed. From then to present, she hasn't lost since. Anyone who knew of her said that she went on her own revolution; overthrowing each team and every racer that came after her looking to beat her. Soon enough, one by one, they all fell before her, like enemies groveling at the foot of an empress.

She had gone through the prefecture tearing up the streets and beating teams she comes across. Then, she ended up at Irohazaka, the home course of a team consisting entirely of Lan Evos. Maybe she could get in and join them? She's been without a team for a while. When she reached the top, she noticed a blue MR2 parked in the middle of the road. Must be waiting for his opponent to show up, she noted. She checked the time, seeing it was fifteen minutes past ten. The race normally would've started by now.

Team Emperor was sitting on the sidelines, their evos all parked in a row. "Hey, Kyoichi?" Seiji asked, getting the leader's attention.

"What?"

"That's not one of our guys, is it?" Seiji pointed behind Kyoichi, causing said man to turn around.

Catching sight of the blood red Evo III he replied with, "No. We don't have a red Evo on our team." The car pulled up next to the MR2, the engine's purr sounded like low, deep rumbles of thunder in the distance. The muffler gave off a similar sound and it made the car look and sound more intimidating than it already was.

The entire team was interested in seeing who drove the car and were definitely not expecting a girl to get out of the driver's side. "Your opponent not showing up on time for 'ya?" She spoke to the MR2 driver.

"No, he isn't." He replied, looking a bit annoyed.

"Well, if you're still looking for a race, I'll give you one." She leaned against the front right fender of her car.

The guy laughed. "I don't race girls."

"Why? Scared to get your ass beat by one?" (Y/N) smirked. Most of the Emperor guys snickered and gave a quiet "Ooh." Seiji gave a small whistle, Kyoichi giving him a glare that said, "Dude, fuck off" before returning his attention to the girl.

"Not like you'd be much of a challenge anyways. Girls can't race for shit." The guy thought he made a good comeback, smirking proudly. Now, (Y/N) was getting pissed.

"Better hope you don't find yourself rolling off this mountain, Kogashiwa. That's what happened to the last one." She lowered her voice at the last sentence, Kai now looking a bit intimidated that she knew his name and her Evo seemed to rumble a bit like it was laughing. It was a bluff, sure, but it still had the desired effect on the guy. "So, race or not?" she asked, looking directly at him.

"Fine, whatever. Let's get it over with." Kai gathered his composure before getting in his car, (Y/N) doing the same. The countdown started and they took off after the ten second count. The battle consisted of a downhill and uphill run. Whoever finished first on the uphill, won.

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"How in the hell did my MR2 lose to a Lan Evo?!" Kai started fuming. "It's got a mid-engine, making it more evenly balanced! It should've beaten an Evo easily!"

"MR2s actually have more oversteer problems because they have a mid-engine. If you know how to control the car properly and use it to your advantage, then it wouldn't be a problem. The car didn't lose, you did." (Y/N) replied which only caused Kai to get more pissed off, muttering something before slamming the door shut and driving off.

Damn, she's hot. Kyoichi smirked, watching her as she went to grab a coffee from the nearby vending machine. "Say, Kyoichi. You think we should let her on the team if she's good enough?" Seiji asked.

"Kogashiwa, despite his temper, is a highly skilled driver. He knows this course as much as we do, and I highly doubt she even practiced this road for one night." Kyoichi started, his eyes averting from her to Seiji. "If she can beat a local on their home course with little to no practice and only use their skills and car's power efficiently, she's either got ridiculously high adaptive abilities, or she's insane. If she's interested and beats you in a few runs for initiation, then she's in." Kyoichi looked back to (Y/N) sitting on the hood of her car, drinking her coffee as some people eagerly talked with her about the race.

"You want me to race her? Any specific way you want to do this?" Seiji asked, looking curious.

"She raced Kogashiwa without a plan, as far as I can assume. The kid most likely stuck to his own lines that he always uses. She probably caught on quickly and used it against him. If she's interested in getting on this team, we're having her race through all the simulations until she can't win. If she does beat you in all of them, including Simulation X, then she's on the team hands down." Kyoichi spoke firmly, his eyes landing back on her. When she hopped off the hood and the group of people she spoke with left, he decided now was the time to talk to her.

Looking over to her left, she noticed one of the Evo guys walking up to her. Isn't he the leader of that team? She raised an eyebrow and fully turned towards him. "You must've put up a hell of a fight during that race." He said as soon as he stopped in front of her. "Kyoichi Sudo." He introduced himself.

"(Y/N) (L/N)." She nodded slightly, then gave an answer to his statement. "In the first half, yes, but after I caught on to his pattern and how he likes to jump the corners, I figured out how to beat him." She answered honestly, taking a sip of her coffee.

"And how'd you do that?" Kyoichi raised an eyebrow.

(Y/N) shrugged a bit saying, "I copied his pattern, used it against him, then boom, won." She took another of sip of coffee, a small smile on her lips.

How the hell can she simply copy someone's pattern and make it sound that easy? his eyes narrowed in thought. "Have you ever raced on this pass before?" Kyoichi asked, making eye contact with her once again.

"No, only drove it to get up here."

What the hell? She didn't practice this course and she nailed it on the first run? Just what kind of adaptability does this woman have? Kyoichi had to admit, this sounded quite impressive. But if he was going to be actually impressed, he's going to need to hear it from Seiji and possibly even see it for himself. "So, you got a team you race with or you go solo?"

"I haven't been on a team since I got rid of my old car for this guy," She pointed at her Evo with her thumb, "about a year and a half, I'd say."

He nodded in acknowledgement. "Would you be interested in joining us? We're made up entirely of Lan Evos. I am however going to put you through some tests if you really want to get in." Kyoichi smirked when she did. "Sounds fair. What kind of tests?"

"You'll be going against our number two driver in a few races consisting of uphill, downhill, and both at once. Should be four races or less, depending on how many you win. Think of it as ascending levels, they get harder with each one. If you lose the first race, we won't bother doing the rest."

"Good with me, when do you want to do it?"

"Next Saturday at ten. We'll give you time to practice the course how you see fit, seeing as we've had years on this pass." (Y/N) nodded at his words, giving a short "See you then," before parting ways and driving home.

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(Y/N) had practiced the course a few times a night, easily getting a feel of the road. She showed up at the top of the pass a few minutes early, the team was already there talking amongst themselves. They all focused on her when she pulled up to the start line and got out of the car.

"So, how are we doing this?" she broke the silence first, leaning against the door. Kyoichi motioned for Seiji to move his car to the start line before approaching her.

"We're going to start off with a downhill race. You beat him on this run, we move onto the next. Like I said last week, it should only take four runs at most. Once you're finished with the downhill, the second race starts from the bottom of the pass as an uphill." Kyoichi stated and (Y/N) nodded in understanding.

"How about the last two races?" she asked.

"Those will be combinations of up and downhill. Each race gets harder, I want to see how well you handle them all. If you're up to my standards and expectations, you're on the team. Good?"

"Yep." Pushing herself off the side of the car and opening the door, she got in.

Kyoichi moved to the driver side of Seiji's Evo and he rolled the window down. "Starting this off simple, right?"

"I want you to start with Simulation One. If she beats you, move up to Two on the uphill. Don't pull anything funny, no dirty tricks, stick with the plan, got it?" Kyoichi gave him a slight glare until he nodded before heading back to his car. They revved the engines, warming them up before the countdown began and they took off down the pass.

She's got some powerful acceleration, Seiji noted. Evos naturally have instant acceleration, but hers reacts in such a way that allows the car to accelerate faster, gaining speed in a smaller amount of time. He continued to tail her bumper, attempting to put even a little bit of pressure on her. All part of the simulation.

(Y/N) glanced in her rear-view mirror, seeing how close he was riding the rear end. She rolled her eyes, focusing on the road. If he wants to intimidate me, he's going to have step it up. Riding my bumper won't do shit with me. This is Kyoichi's number two driver? If intimidation is his game, he's not very good at it.

Once they pulled out onto a straight away, she pressed on the gas more, putting quite a distance between them. Damn, her acceleration is insane. Seiji furrowed his eyebrows and stepped on it, trying to catch up. Did she even spend any real time practicing this course or she is just winging it with what she knows?

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Seiji followed the procedures of the first simulation and went to pass her in the last quarter of the race, which was successful. However, as soon as he did, he felt like prey that was about to get mauled. Looking back at the red evo in his rear-view, it gave off an aura that screamed anger. Right after they turned another corner and the straightaway appeared just before the first bridge, she floored it. That's when Seiji heard it. A small series of loud bangs echoed as she passed him.

"She's got a misfiring system?!" Seiji watched the exhaust to see two more bright flashes escape the pipes, the bangs sounding along with them. "She must be running anti-lag as well with how fast her acceleration is. Damn, this chick isn't fucking around."

They passed the finish line, (Y/N) winning the first race. The guys on the radio reported everything in as they prepared for the second race.

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When Kyoichi saw (Y/N) pass the finish line on the uphill, he was honestly, a bit impressed. How was she beating Seiji so easily? Said man pulled up and rolled the window down. "Yo, Kyoichi. She's got a misfiring system." Now this was interesting. He heard no trace of one when they took off for the first race.

"Wait, does she run anti-lag?"

"...Yeah."

Kyoichi was no longer impressed with this woman, he was starting to get obsessed. Just what the hell is she? Who was she before she left her previous team? What car did she have? What kind of racing has she been capable of when she got her Evo III? What do crowds say about her and her skills? He needs to know.

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(Y/N) successfully passed all the tests she was given and joined team Emperor. Since the team consisted of all guys, she was expecting them to make comments how "She won't last long" or "Why the hell is a girl on our team," but that never happened. If anything, they all looked impressed with how well she performed and even started up conversations with her. But she never thought she'd be meeting up with the leader of the team at a small restaurant, alone.

Is this a date? Or does he just want to talk since I'm new on the team? Her thoughts wandered as she pulled into the parking lot, finding Kyoichi's Evo and parking next to it. When she got inside, he noticed her talking with a hostess before heading over to him.

"Hey, sorry I'm a bit late." She gave a quick, small smile as she sat down across from him. "It's fine, only been here a few minutes." He said as he waved his hand slightly. "So, what did you want to talk about?" (Y/N) asked slowly.

"You."

"Oh," her eyes widened as she nodded slowly, not expecting such a straightforward answer, "that's... probably the most straightforward thing I've ever heard from someone." She said a bit shyly.

Kyoichi smirked. "I like to get straight to the point."

"Yeah, you sure do." She nodded in agreement. "So, what would you like to know?"

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Kyoichi leaned against the side of his car, a cigarette hanging from his lips as he was deep in thought. To think she gained so much skill in such a short amount of time. Putting herself in different mental scenarios to come up with solutions to possible problems or obstacles. Her instincts and adaptability are so damn high because of that. Impressive. Taking another drag from his cigarette he turned his head to look down the road. Multiple loud bangs flooded the air as the sound of a high revving engine made its way closer.

The shine of headlights appeared from the corner, approaching at blistering speeds. A quick flash of red sped past him followed by another series of bangs as the red Evo climbed up Irohazaka.

She's one hell of a woman.

Kyoichi decided to get in his car and drive up as well. By the time he reached the top, (Y/N) was chilling on the hood of the car drinking a small can of coffee. Parking next to her, he got out and leaned against the front right fender of his car.

"Stalking me as I do practice runs, are we?" she smirked, taking a sip of coffee.

He scoffed, "Hardly stalking if you can see me so easily."

"True, or you could be really bad at it. Is there anything you are good at, or are you just naturally a bad boy?" her tone changed more to a teasing, seductive one for the last half of her sentence. The smirk on her face stayed the same, her eyes on his, almost challenging him.

He took the time to stare into her eyes. Now he had an excuse to do it and not get made fun of by the guys; if they were here. He could easily see the fire that shone in those (E/C) of her eyes. He loved that. She's a woman who likes challenges and doesn't back down from them until she wins or loses. She doesn't run from danger; she runs to it.

"I guess you'll have to see for yourself." Mirroring her smirk, he shrugged. Getting off of her car, she stood in front of him.

"Then show me."

Without hesitation, he took hold of her wrist and waist, turning her around and laying her on the hood of his Evo. Hooking an arm around his neck, she pulled him down, crashing her lips onto his.

Their kisses were rough, Kyoichi holding her hip with one hand and pinning her wrist onto the hood with the other. His muscular thighs were pressed against hers. She could feel the small flexes they made when he moved, and she'd be lying if she said she didn't like it.

Kyoichi pulled away from the kiss, leaning towards her neck. (Y/N) gasped when lightly bit at her neck, soon leaving a dark purple mark just below the side of her jaw. Pulling away from her completely he smirked, admiring his work.

He loved how she looked, spread out on his car like that. Just imagining what else he could do to her like that got both of them riled up in the mind. When (Y/N) was off of his car and back by hers with cheeks still flushed red and legs a little weak, Kyoichi spoke up as he got in his car.

"If you thought that was bad, call me if you want worse." He winked and smiled smugly when he saw her blush get worse before he took off down the mountain.

"Damn, that man is something else."

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Spectators lined the edges of Akina's pass behind the guardrails, having heard of the infamous Takumi Fujiwara taking part in a race against Seiji. Team Emperor traveled across the prefecture taking down all the teams in the region. Since Ryosuke Takahashi was beaten by Fujiwara, Kyoichi wanted to make sure he was beaten before his rematch with Ryosuke.

(Y/N) was the last of the team to arrive, but still had plenty of time before the race started. Parking her Evo next to Kyoichi's, she got out. "'Bout time you showed up! You're late." One of the guys piped up.

"I'm not late, we still got a half hour before the race starts. I'm not the one racing anyway." She waved them off and hopped up onto the hood, per usual. She leaned her back against the windshield and her legs were stretched out in front of her, ankles crossed.

The kid going against Seiji showed up last minute, the race starting immediately after. (Y/N) glanced at Kyoichi and the rest of the guys talking with him. Her eyes then glanced to the back door of his car. She smiled mischievously, silently getting off of her car and quietly making her way to the back-right door of Kyoichi's Evo. His back was to her, the other guys were facing mostly the same way.

Slowly, she opened the door as quietly as possible before snatching what she wanted, shutting the door just as quietly. Smiling in victory she slipped on Kyoichi's blue jacket, no longer trying to be quiet as she walked back to the front of her car. It was pretty big on her considering Kyoichi had quite a bit of muscle on him. The ends of the sleeves went past the tips of her fingers just a bit and the bottom of the jacket ended on her upper thighs.

Looks like Kyoichi got a new addition to his team. She's quite easy on the eyes, isn't she? Ryosuke looked her over, a small smirk on his face. He wondered how Kyoichi would react if he flirted with her a bit. He decided to put his small plan into action when she finally started walking over after staring at something on his side of the lot for a while.

As she got closer, he began walking in her direction to meet her in the middle. "Excuse me." (Y/N) stopped and looked up at the guy who approached her. "I'm sorry for stopping you but I must say, you are quite beautiful." He gave her a charming smile and she raised an eyebrow.

"Thanks."

"Yo, Kyoichi." One of the guys tapped him on the shoulder and pointed behind him. "Takahashi is talking up your girl." Hearing this made him instantly turn around, locking eyes on their forms. He was giving a death glare to Ryosuke, often looking at (Y/N) to see her expressions. She looked a little confused and highly uninterested. Kyoichi was a bit relieved to see that. He was also surprised she wasn't interested to some degree since nearly all women within a thousand feet of Ryosuke swooned over him like he was a god, always complimenting his looks and height.

Kyoichi wasn't exactly on the tall side of men according to himself since most women went for a guy 6' and up. He was 5'7". Of course, there were girls who didn't care how tall a guy was as long as they were taller than them. (Y/N) was definitely shorter than him. She never made any mention for caring about this kind of thing, so he could only hope she preferred him over Takahashi.

He continued watching the interaction and he was starting to think she didn't even know who she was talking to. Ryosuke was starting to look a bit confused as well, giving Kyoichi more of a notion he was right.

"Ah, I forgot to introduce myself, I'm terribly sorry. I'm Ryosuke Takahashi, I lead the Akagi RedSuns." He smiled charmingly once again, giving his head a slight tilt. His hair dropped a bit in a good-looking manner, but sadly, not having the desired effect on (Y/N) that he was going after.

"Ok."

She turned on her heel and headed in the direction of where she was originally intending to go. The vending machine. She got two cans of her favourite coffee before walking back to her team. It was when she was heading back and facing Kyoichi's direction that he noticed the jacket she was wearing. Is that mine? When did she get that? he looked through the windshield of his car, seeing no jacket in the back seat. He quietly hummed, looking back at her.

He had to admit, she looks good in it. He'd love to see her in the rest of his clothes. "Weird ass guy." (Y/N)'s voice pulled him from his thoughts making him think he said it out loud before she continued speaking. "You know who that guy is? He wouldn't shut up."

"Ryosuke Takahashi." Kyoichi replied.

"That's what he told me, but he said it in a way like I was expected to know who the hell he was and be impressed by it." She sighed, opening a can of coffee, taking a drink.

"You have no idea who he is?" Kyoichi was surprised, every street racer has heard of him.

"Nope. I don't care either, he's weird." This made him and the guys laugh. Finally, a girl who doesn't like him.

This reassured Kyoichi tenfold knowing he has no competition with Takahashi. When she was close enough, he skillfully wrapped an arm around her waist pulling her to his right side. His hand keeping a tight grip on the side of her hip. After her initial shock she relaxed into his hold easily, dropping her head to rest on his shoulder. She could pick up on the faint smell of his cologne, deep and musky; it fit him perfectly.

Out of the corner of his eye, Kyoichi saw Ryosuke looking in their direction. He lowered his hand to her ass, giving it a squeeze. She let out a mixture of a hum and sigh, leaning a bit more into him. Kyoichi smirked when he looked down at her.

When the race ended, and Seiji drove back up, he ended up not following the last half of the simulation Kyoichi told him to use. When everyone else had left and Emperor was the last group on the top of Akina, Seiji got bitch slapped. Kyoichi wasn't happy to say the least, giving Seiji a rough lecture about fucking up such a simple plan and needing more patience. (Y/N) thought it was a bit much, but she was sure Seiji learned his lesson and he wouldn't have to worry about getting slapped again.

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The next time the team was partaking in a race was back on Irohazaka. (Y/N) had her car in the shop getting some tricky parts installed so she had to hitch a ride with Kyoichi. She had a little plan up her sleeve. She told him she'd give his jacket back the next time they met up, which is tonight.

The tension between them has been getting thicker and she was about to cut it. They both have been wanting to get on the other and that was going to happen tonight. She's going to rile him up until he's got her on the hood of his car.

What he doesn't know: she's not wearing anything underneath his jacket.

Throughout the entire night she's been teasing him subtly, little by little. He couldn't tell if they were on purpose or not since her neutral expression didn't help him at all. They were small things, almost unnoticeable. Light brushes of her hands against his thighs, staring at his neck, arms, waist, and lower. She only looked away a few seconds after he looked directly at her, like she was coming out of a daydream. It was frustrating him.

This had to be on purpose. She unzipped his jacket just enough to show her collarbones. Nothing unusual there, except for the fact he couldn't see the bits of a shirt or tank top anywhere. Everything else she chose to wear looked too easy to take off.

Kyoichi was a bit happy he was wearing pants that were on the baggy side to hide his, well, "frustration". When this race was finished and everyone left, he was going to show her the consequences of teasing him. If she wants to go around thinking she's got all the control like she rules the situation, he's going to show her who the real emperor is.

Soon enough, that time finally came. As soon as the last car turned around the corner and out of sight, Kyoichi pinned her on the side of his car. A small gasp past her lips when her back hit the car. Her wrists were pinned on each side of her head, Kyoichi keeping a firm grip on them.

"If you think you can play these games and not get punished for it, you're going to get it rough, babe." He leaned forward, speaking lowly in her ear with a deep, husky voice.

"What if that's what I want?" she replied, mirroring his tone. Kyoichi nearly growled as he leaned down further to bite at her neck, leave rough kisses, filling it with marks. (Y/N) let her head fall back to rest on the Evo, giving him more access to her neck. With each nip at her soft skin, she let out quiet, breathy moans.

When he finally let go of her wrists, she wrapped them around his neck, her hands holding onto the sides of his shoulders. She flipped them around, Kyoichi's back hitting his car. He was slightly taken aback by her sudden strength and how quickly she took his shirt off, yet he easily molded into the rough kiss she initiated.

She's feisty and he loves every bit of it. He loves the challenge of authority she gives him. The constant fight of who's in charge, who's the most dominant, and what they'll do to stay on top. Kyoichi revels in it.

With a hand in her hair and the other keeping a firm grip on her ass, he forced his tongue past her lips, covering the entirety of his new territory and the sound of moans escaping from her throat and her tongue fighting for dominance only pushed him further.

Letting out a low, guttural groan, Kyoichi moved his hand from her hair to the other side of her ass, picking her up and moving to the front his car, laying her back flat against the hood of the black Evo, a leg on each side of him. He trailed his hands up her thighs, slowly, almost teasingly until he reached the waistband of her skirt. Hooking his fingers, he slid her skirt down her legs until they were off completely.

He decided he wasn't patient enough to drag this out when he pulled off her underwear as well adding to the small pile on the ground. When he was about to reach up to unzip his jacket she was wearing, she did it for him. His hunch from earlier proved he was correct; she wasn't wearing anything underneath it.

Her appearance before him was only making the tightness in his pants much, much tighter. Completely bare from the waist down and his jacket barely covering her breasts. He was both turned on and annoyed by the fact she was like this the whole time. The places they went throughout the day, the entire drive up here, and there was nothing under that damn jacket. If he wasn't already going to fuck her roughly for her teasing, he's sure as hell about to for this.

The sheer thought of watching her getting railed by his dick and only wearing his jacket had him lowly growling, as he leaned down leaving bite marks along her collarbones. (Y/N) bucked her hips up, her arousal hitting Kyoichi's making him hiss deeply. Her hands were on his back, lightly trailing up and down was nearly driving him insane. When he pulled back, she wore a small smirk, her cheeks were flushed, and her lips, red. She looked him in the eyes and spoke, her voice a bit higher, seductive, and purring lightly.

"I want you... Emperor."

Kyoichi stopped moving for a moment, his muscles tense as he quickly processed her words. His eyes darkened and all in one swift motion he had his belt off, pants and boxers lowered, and slammed himself into her with no warning. (Y/N)'s eyes rolled back, her back arched, and she nearly screamed from the pleasurable and painful sensation. Her nails left deep marks in his back; some drew blood.

Kyoichi's thrusts were fast paced and rough that caused the Evo to rock slightly which each thrust in. "K-Kyoichi, f-fuck!" (Y/N) whimpered loudly. Having a hard time forming coherent sentences and words, she filled the air with moans, whines, and whimpers. She chanted his voice over and over until her voice went raw.

Her hair was clinging her face, and a sheen layer of sweat covered their skin. Kyoichi has never felt so in control over anything until now. The sight of her beneath him, sprawled out on top of his car, his jacket leaving the covered bits of her to the imagination raised his pride tenfold. There was no feeling more superior than this.

Her hoarse voice calling his name like it was the only thing she could remember. Such bliss. She was dominant in her own right and really knew how to get Kyoichi riled up. He wondered if she could up the dominant persona even when she's on the bottom.

He was pleasantly surprised when she pulled him down, latching her lips onto his neck, nipping, biting, and sucking on one spot leaving a dark hickey he knew would be a bitch to try and cover up. When she stopped making noise but gave the expressions of a moan as he continued his rough thrusts, he realized she lost her voice.

"Good to know I can fuck you so well that you go mute." He said through heavy pants and a smirk played on his lips. She let out a whine that was barely a whisper and smacked his shoulder, making him chuckle deeply.

She was getting close when her walls started to tighten around him, and he was too. His thrusts had gotten sloppy over the last few minutes and his breaths were heavy. He lifted one her legs up a bit, allowing him to go deeper. He groaned when she raked her nails up his back, running over small cuts that she made earlier.

(Y/N) arched her back, letting out a silent scream as she came. Kyoichi continued his thrusts for another minute until he came as well. Panting heavily, they slowly came down from their high. Kyoichi recovered the fastest, situating himself after a few minutes, his clothes put back on. After (Y/N) put on her clothes and zipped up the jacket, she got off the hood of Kyoichi's Evo and would've faceplanted onto the ground if he didn't catch her. She gave a whisper-like whine as she held onto him. She wasn't going to be able to walk for a while. Kyoichi smiled subtly at the thought.

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"You've been awfully quiet, (Y/N)." Some the guys look at her curiously after their friend spoke up. She smiled smugly and shrugged pointing at Kyoichi. They all gave a low "Ooh." When Seiji arrived, he nearly spit out his drink at the sight on Kyoichi.

"Yo, Kyoichi!" Seiji called out to him, causing him to look at the guy.

"Nice hickey!" Kyoichi glared and flipped him off.

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