#team nikon

[opelman]

Kawasaki / Alex Lowes / GBR / Kawasaki Racing Team WorldSBK by Artes Max Via Flickr: Superbikes Barcelona Motorfest – Pirelli Catalunya Round 2024 / Circuit de Barcelona

[monkeyssalad-blog]

QCAS2023-0710a USAF Thunderbirds flight demo team F-16 by kurtsj00

[theusualjasper]

I've been obsessed with eagle owls since I was little so meeting this beautiful lady was a dream come true! getting to try very fancy cameras was nice too and let me get these quick shots

bonus: behind the scene, me knelt in mud and the lovely falconers tempting her over

[jobfair79usa]

Work At Marvel Find Now!

[ismaeljorda]

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[forthealtofitfans]

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[feelingthedisaster]

im pretty sure its canon neil picks up photography on his last year at psu, so here are some of my hcs about it

nikon guy. dont ask why, but i know better than i know myself that he is a nikon guy

hates mirrorless cameras. reflex all the way

doesnt edit his photos

he would get to the most dangerous/risky/absurd spots to take the perfect shot

his favourite angle is the dutch angle. like, 95% of his photos are taken from a dutch angle

the 5% that it isnt are simmetrical pictures

okay, just picture out this one for me. neil taking a picture of andrew from the backseat (especifically the middle seat, a little to the right/shotgun side), dutch angle like 15° up to the left (or down to the right), andrew on the driver's seat with usual bored expression but with an eyebrow up driving but taking a moment to look at neil/the camera

if we are getting period accurate (like 2010/2011 when he starts) and following the nikon guy hc, i think he would have a D3100 (released in 2010 august, 500gr, 12×9×7 cm, more info here)

he cares about his camera the same way andrew cares about his car

gets really attached to his first camera (who doesnt?), he only replaces it when it broke after years of use

refuses to buy lenses and stuff for years bc it "isn't nessesary" until one day he complains in the passing he'd like to zoom in more but he already zoom the max possible with the normal lense, so the next day andrew appears with a new lense and leaves it in the counter for him. it spirals from there

the only camera paraphernalia he never and completely refuses to get is a tripod. neil josten hates tripods spread the word

only takes pictures, never videos, not even with his phone.

this one is maybe a little bit ooc, but at some point he makes a private insta account, no profile picture, no bio, no followers, not even the foxes, username is probably 12345, it just a little gallery for him to put his favourite photos. he only uses it to upload when he likes one or to look at the old pictures

prefers lighter cameras. over 1kg? thats a no

at first he was a little bit shy so he didnt went out with the camera much (also, he was somewhat afraid something would happen to it), but after a while he just takes it everywhere with him

+when he has away games and the team is not going back inmediatly to homecity, he dissapears for an hour or two to walk around the new city taking pictures

he uses having a camera to avoid social interaction. majority of people when they see you with a camera in public/in an event will leave you alone bc they think you are busy, and he definitely uses that on his favour. on the other side, there is a section of people who will see you with a camera and start bothering a lot about it. when that happens, he just lifts the camera a little bit and goes "sorry, kinda busy right now"

carries the camera like its a messanger bag

[nikoniclove]

a request for the early days: sleeping together solo has just been established without the relationship title yet/team doesn't know. Out at a bar during a team get together, Emily and JJ are approached by someone who would normally be their type. She can end up being a friend of maybe Morgan and sits at the table with them all so they have to remain friendly while she continues to flirt. Ace tries to hide her jealousy/insecurity assuming Emily and JJ intend to take her home. Ace leaves under the guise of getting another drink but heads to the bathroom. Emily sees this and discreetly follows her. They have a stare down in the mirror and Emily enters a domish zone by immediately kissing her neck and doing her usual check in before going down on her. After O number 2, Ace asks "what was that for?" to which emily says something cheeky like "if she gets too close for your liking again, she'll smell you on my breath". Back at the table, JJ winks and tells Ace she's the only one they would even think about taking home that night and she will get her turn later. Could be funny for the other girl to realize what happened and go wide eyed immediately stopping her flirting efforts while Ace just basks in the moment with a smile.

Here ya go! Thanks for the prompt!

[thibaultleclercq]

Hi!! I’m very happy to share with you a short film I directed with my brother Simon Leclercq. This is a 2min made for the Nikon Film Festival following the theme of the 2024 edition : Fire. 🔥 A Big Thanks to the amazing team that made this short film possible! ❤️

[profoundbondfanfic]

A Ghost Story by emmbrancsxx0 [Explicit, 257k words]

Castiel Novak has haunted his family's estate for 150 years, awaiting the return of his lost love. Upon their reunion, Dean Winchester learns of his past reincarnation. After the night of Castiel's resurrection, the two try to find out why they've been given a second chance. The answers may be hidden in the forgotten memories of Dean's former life - but sometimes the truth is better left buried.

A Lonely Vigil by saltnhalo [Mature, 34k words]

Castiel Novak is twenty-six years old when he's killed in the Civil War. The first soul to be laid to rest in the grounds of the new Lawrence Memorial Cemetery, his spirit remains in a liminal space—not in the living world, but not passing on, forever tasked with helping other spirits to go where he cannot. His vigil over the grounds of his cemetery is a long and lonely one, unable to interact with anyone who still remains in the land of the living. Until he meets Dean Winchester.

A Million Ways to Go by ChasingRabbits [Explicit, 91k words]

Castiel Novak is a preacher's son living in a world of black and white. Pragmatic and dutiful, he doesn't understand why anybody would want to make waves. Then the Winchesters move in down the street. Soon many of the skeletons in the Novak family's closet are exposed, and as the family faces them, Castiel begins to understand that there are many ways to see the world and so many more ways to live than what he's been told.

Bumper Cars by mansikka [Explicit, 111k words]

Two teenagers are missing from an abandoned carnival, and there’s enough to raise suspicion that their disappearance involves a ghost. Dean, Sam, and Cas arrive in town to investigate, though what they find leads them away from those teenagers, and on the trail of a ghost story that churns up things from their past. Can newly-human Cas, and Dean, with the help of shipper!Sam, work out the mystery behind the abandoned carnival and its ghost, and along the way, figure out the riddle that is them?

Dean Winchester is Not Afraid of Ghosts by Desirae [Explicit, 48k words]

When photographer Dean Winchester is not capturing momentous occasions like weddings and graduations with his Nikon, he is moonlighting as the cameraman for the South Shore Paranormal; a ghost hunting series on YouTube, headed by his brother Sam, and Sam's best friend Gabriel. Despite his brother's adamance, Dean Winchester does not believe in ghosts. And no one is going to change his mind. Certainly not a scam artist like Castiel Novak. Castiel is a self-proclaimed medium... and Gabriel's brother. When a member of the SSP team has to leave the crew, Castiel is the replacement, much to Dean's dismay. But the more they work together, the more Dean is drawn to Castiel, the man stirring up protective instincts usually only reserved for family. What happens when Dean realizes that Castiel is not the fake he always thought he was, but instead, a generous soul that Dean is rapidly falling in love with?

ghosts that we knew by dothraki_shieldmaiden [Explicit, 89k words]

Dean can’t help it. Castiel’s laugh is infectious, washing over him and sweeping him up in its tide. His throat and stomach ache with the feel of it, unfamiliar muscles worked past their endurance. He hasn’t laughed like this in weeks, maybe years. Cas doesn’t stop laughing, and Dean relishes it. It’s such a good sound, deep and throaty. It rumbles over him the same way that Baby’s engine purrs, to where he can almost feel it in his gut. Dean’s giddy, the kind of happy that hunters don’t get to feel, and if it weren’t for the ceiling, he thinks he might float away. Cas’ eyes crinkle when he laughs, and his smile goes wide and gummy. He’s so brilliant, so alive— But you’re dead, Dean thinks helplessly. But you’re dead.

Heart by Speary [Mature, 90k words]

The heart is a funny thing. Some say it loves, and others say that it is just a muscle, keeping you alive for some minuscule amount of time. For Cas Shurley, the heart was a defective reminder that each day was maybe going to be his last. For years he had been in and out of hospitals. For years he had viewed time as something trickling down the drain. Then Sam Winchester died. He died, and Cas got to live. And in what universe was that fair? But he accepted the gift, and told himself that he would live. Each beat of Sam’s heart in his chest was an anthem, a siren song beckoning him back to life. This new heart though, wanted him to do more than just live. This heart had a story to tell. It would wake him up in the night, and visit him with cold drafts and a sense of purpose that would propel him out of bed. But before he could truly live and act on the demands of his new heart, he would have to get out of the hospital, and he would have to meet the Winchester family. And though he didn’t know it, he would especially have to meet Dean, Sam’s brother. And meeting him would remind him of just how much more there was to life than just the living.

Hope and Clay by tabulaxrasa [Explicit, 20k words]

The museum is haunted, the security guard is dead, the ghost has an alibi, and Dean is… worried about his relationship status with Cas (currently: It’s Complicated). A Winchester family hunting trip threatens to go awry from the weight of too many secrets– and an unstoppable killer from the dawn of time.

Rest in Pieces by xylodemon [Explicit, 22k words]

"Goddamned ghosts," Dean snaps, stabbing his shovel into the dirt. "Goddamned Heaven." (or: the one with the Ghost Apocalypse)

Under Construction by thestarsarefalling [General Audiences, 42k words]

Castiel's been quietly haunting the house in which he's met his untimely demise for a long time. Up until this moment, he's only had to deal with squatters and adventurous teenagers, who were easy to drive out with some spooky moans and creepy words scratched into walls. But when his building is slated to become a construction site, Castiel encounters Dean, the contractor and new owner of the home, someone who doesn't scare easy.

Winchester's Haunted House by deansmultitudes, Kitmistry [Teen and Up, 3k words]

For the Halloween evening, Dean turns his new home into a haunted house for neighboring kids. But once all the guests are gone, is when the real haunting begins.

[opelman]

Ducati Panigale V4R / Alvaro Bautista / ESP / Aruba.It Racing - Ducati by Artes Max Via Flickr: Superbikes Barcelona Motorfest – Pirelli Catalunya Round 2024 / Circuit de Barcelona

[cactusspatz]

July recs

It might be the very last day of the month, but that means I'm not late! Five Sandman recs under the cut, and one each for Batman, Murderbot, and Biggles.

SANDMAN

What Manner Of Creature by @ro-moray (Dream/Hob)

Hob's had a number of theories about his strange friend over the years. They are all, of course, completely incorrect.

Great through-the-years look at Hob and Dream, with humor and understanding.

to dream you was remembering by @cuubism (Dream/Hob)

Hob understands now both why Dream created this nightmare, as well as why doing so was an unconscious rather than conscious act, and the thought hurts more than the nightmare itself. After all, Hob has had four hundred years to grapple with his own loss. He's not sure that, even after so much time, Dream has grappled with his.

Short scene with Hob and Dream and a baby nightmare, but it packs a hell of an emotional punch.

The Dread and Fear of Kings by @maybemalapert (gen)

"I'm afraid I'm not much into charcoal sketches," Hob said, taking in the crude rendition of himself and his Stranger that he'd last seen in the hands of Johanna Constantine. "Now, oil paintings on the other hand--" "Mr. Gadlen," the man interrupted. "I have gone to great lengths to find you and to confirm that it was indeed you who met with Dream of the Endless in 1889 and every century prior. Let me assure you, I do not make a habit of kidnapping people on a whim."

Deliciously whumpy fishbowl rescue with Burgess being a real bastard (what else). Happy ending, but mind the tags.

Yours for the Taking by @signiorbenedickofpadua (Calliope/Dream/Hob)

When Hob spots a sad woman in white through a window of a famous author's house, he gets a bad feeling. Further investigation reveals that she's in need of rescue, but what Hob isn't prepared for is the fact that the woman he sets out to save turns out to be a literal Greek goddess, the ex-wife of the Stranger he keeps waiting for, and a rather lovely person to boot.

SUCH a good and satisfying read, with a skillful build to the three-way romance.

more sky comes and more days by Chrome/@catalists (Calliope/Dream/Hob)

In the aftermath of her imprisonment, Calliope is determined to learn to trust humans again, so she finds a roommate and settles in the mortal world. Meanwhile, her former husband has been on another quest that ended in grief, and he seeks her out for solace. What could possibly go wrong? or, “Hey, Zed,” Hob answered. “Something the matter?” “Yes,” she said. “Calliope’s ex showed up and he’s fucking terrifying.”

Really enjoyed this way of them all colliding - funny and bittersweet at turns - and the resolution.

MISC

Birdwatch11 by @smilebackwards (Batman, gen)

Tim hadn’t actually meant to start a popular Batwatch blog. He hadn’t meant to start a blog at all honestly but by the time he turned eleven he’d accumulated hundreds of pictures of Batman and Robin on his Nikon DSLR and it had just seemed inefficient to go through the trouble of printing them and storing them in a box under his bed when BlogSphere had a perfectly adequate platform.

Short, funny, sweet story about someone trying to claim credit for Tim's pre-Robin photo habit, and his A+++ response.

in recognition by isilee (Murderbot, gen)

Volescu's first communication from SecUnit, once it had pieced together its brain again and settled into Preservation a little more, appeared in his feed inbox right as he took a sip of his morning coffee.

*dies laughing* In which Murderbot recognizes Volescu for having the sense to retire. Cute look at the friendship of the whole survey group.

Biggles in Sarawak by @philomytha (Biggles/von Stalhein)

Biggles is asked to help the CIA transport a Soviet spy they've captured in a remote jungle location. The trouble is, the spy is Erich von Stalhein. And that's only the first problem.

Excellent adventure jam-packed with tropes from hurt/comfort to teaming-up-with-your-nemesis to sex pollen (with said nemesis, of course).

[makaira-art]

I was lucky enough to be near enough to take a road trip with some friends to view the solar eclipse in the path of totality!

Here are some shots I got on my DLSR:

Wrote about how the process went below the cut, if you’re curious:

Camera setup

Camera info: I used some second-hand old DSLR camera to get this shot. If you want to take a photo, try to find a camera with a electronic viewfinder/live view— I used a Nikon D200 which has an optical viewfinder that you cannot look through during the partial eclipse unless you want to laser concentrate the sun into your eyes. So, I had to keep trial-and-erroring photos then looking at the LCD screen’s playback to line up the shot during the partial eclipse. I accidentally broke part of my tripod 30 minutes into partial, so big shoutout to my friends for team effort helping me deal with that.

For protection: obviously, eclipse glasses for viewing the event. (Look away every so often for your own safety— it is the sun, after all). For the camera I used a solar filter Mylar sheet that I cut into a circle, glued to some cardboard I fitted into an octagon and slipped over my camera lens. That’s why everything except the sun is pitch black! I gave the camera a break from the sun by covering the lens up every few minutes, just in case. I use a special lens that I couldn’t fit a solar filter over, even if I spent $60+ on one. DIY for the win.

The lens: A 150-600mm lens. As I mentioned, my tripod had a little incident so I couldn’t stabilize it enough to use past 500mm without some serious motion blur, but around 150mm and 350mm the photos looked good enough for me. At this point I ripped off the tape on my optical viewfinder and the protective lens and took photos as normal. I kinda just set a fixed aperture with f-stop at 16 and ran with it. I think I also turned the ISO up. You’ll forgive me for not documenting the whole process of the sun and the entirety of totality— some things you just want to see with your own two eyes.

I am not a professional photographer, solar or otherwise, so don’t take what I say for what you should do, but everything seems to work, so if you are looking to photograph a solar eclipse, these are a few things to start with! Though, don’t break your tripod and make sure you can easily find the sun with an electronic viewfinder. Then you can just press your remote-shutter button and stare at the sun at the same time.

[jobfair79usa]

Work From Home At Apple!

[ismaeljorda]

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[r0se-miller]

In the name of motivation

Jennifer Jareau has a unique way of motivating her players. But the teams scores under her captaincy speak for themselves.

(I think I got the idea from nikonic who mentioned JJ pleasuring her teammates in college)

Warnings: smut, cunnilingus, vaginal fingering, shower sex

The air in the locker room was dense with steam and the smell of endorphins. The girls were spread throughout the space changing, showering and celebrating their crushing victory over the record holding soccer team of their rival school.

Jennifer, known affectionately as ‘Jenny’ by her team was yet to enter and join the fray, as she had slipped out of the celebration mosh pit to talk strategy with the teams coach. One victory was not enough for her and she needed to stay on top of the game play in order to further the chances of winning the next match.

As most girls were finishing up Jenny entered the locker room to a chorus of cheers and applause, she gave a short speech in response stating how proud she was of them all, and encouraging them to go out and celebrate but to curb it early in order to be ready for yet another Sunday morning practise.

She walked to the far end of the locker banks, twisting in her combination and quickly sloughing off her uniform as she grabbed her shower caddy. She walked nakedly with absolute confidence, her team was very used to her body by now and she wouldn’t have cared either way.

Stepping into her favourite cubical she began to scrub the grass stains from her knees and the mud from her finger nails being sure to take her time waiting out the rabble until only her three best girls were left in their own shower stalls, each patiently awaiting their winning ritual.

Jenny slipped out of her own shower, careful not to lose her footing on the slick tile and entered the adjacent cubical. Her goal keeper was leaned against the back wall, head raised allowing the hot water to run over her body, creating rivulets and drips that accentuated her breasts and the curve of her hips as they dipped into strong thighs. Sensing Her captains entrance the brunette opened her eyes and stepped forward smiling. The blonde met her under the spray and initiated a heated kiss in which she led the movement. After drawing a number of quiet moans from her best player, Jareau sunk to her knees, lifting the girls willing thigh up over her shoulder as she dove into her slick folds. They had had this arrangement for long enough that arousal had started to build as soon as the game took a turn toward clear victory for them. The promise of a sweet reward for the win had her lips swollen and ready for the mouth that was so eager to please them.

Jenny licked and sucked with vigour, aiming to thoroughly please her girl, her dedication and skill had been the difference between proud triumph and shameful defeat on many occasions. The blonde listened carefully to every sound and felt every twitch and spasm, choosing the perfect moment to add her fingers, pushing her goalie onto her tip toes as her back arched in pleasure. She continued the ministrations until a sharp whine accompanied a small gush of arousal. Making sensual eye contact from her still crouched position she licked her fingers clean, kissing the soft stomach before her whispering her praise for the game and appreciation of effort. Leaving the brunette to recover under the still warm shower, she slipped out quietly, stretching her legs as she moved to the next occupied stall.

Inside her forward striker was rinsing her auburn locks keenly awaiting Jenny after the echoing sounds of pleasure from the stall next to her own. As soon as she entered the captain was thrust against the chilled tile wall as her mouth was attacked by the soft lips of her most common bed mate. The girls more frequent forays with the blonde gave her confidence but she soon seceded to the demanding tongue taking up residence in her mouth. Flipping their positions Jareau slippped her thigh between the spread legs before her, pushing up as her tight grip pulled the girls hips down and forward, allowing the redhead to grind on her as they continued to make out heavily. Eventually starved for breath Jenny took up sucking hickies along the clavicles and breasts that heaved in time with each gyrating roll. With mouth rooting for a nipple to play with, the blonde used her hand to find the players mound and slip her digits between the glistening lips, massaging the pulsing clit within. The girl gave one final thrust, with the assistance of the remaining hand guiding her hip. The blonde licked a long stripe up her panting neck and whispered praise before biting her lobe and slipping out again.

Coming to the final shower and the newest addition to the “motivational committee” Jennifer felt her own arousal grow uncomfortably strong. She would make it through rewarding her last girl then she would take care of herself.

Her best defender stood with her leg propped onto the small bench openly pleasuring herself, clearly unable to restart in herself after the two cacophonies she had heard. Tutting her very real disapproval the blonde surged forwarding, grabbing the offending hand and spinning the girl so her already sensitive breasts were pressed firmly into the tile. Jareau mouthed along the damp skin that formed the nape of her neck, butterfly kissing her way to the shoulder where she bit down firmly, sucking quickly she left a deep hickey where any summer shirt would show it. This was her punishment for the dark haired girl, the blonde loved topping but couldn’t bring herself really punish her girls with anything other than orgasm denial, and that was only after a loss. She promptly returned to her sweet and innocent kisses as her fingers travelled the topography of ass, hips and thighs. Knowing the pussy before her was already warmed up she pushed two fingers into the wet heat, starting swift and deep thrusts. Her other hand found the girls clit and flicked and fingered it. The blonde encourage the girls hesitant thrust with a few of her own, drawing pleasure from even the small stimulation that provided her aching cunt. Expertly drawing the girl to a quick and well earned release she repeated her line of praise and encouragement then disappeared.

With practised ease and quiet desperation Jennifer brought herself to a loud and indulgent high - her own reward for the win. Pleasuring three gorgeous muscular women was always motivating her to keep their streak, and if she was inclined to feel badly about that she remembered the feeling of delayed gratification she felt in many a locker room shower and ignored the guilty notion.

As team Captain Jennifer Jareau took the motivation and commendation of her players very seriously. The tradition had started after an alcohol celebration had led to some heavy petting, and a passing promise revealed significant improvements in determination during the next match. Whispers had spread and now any player that wanted to be reward for their efforts need only ask. As it stood only three of the team were brave enough to stay for the full experience but the shining light of adoration from the captain was enough to make any girl swoon, straight or not, and the team had maintained a near perfect record since the implementation of such a system.