#car burning

[chawsl]

I think in msia and sg car.

#car burning #sg car #Malaysia

[flyinghellfish]

#the simpsons #homer simpson #bart simpson #marge simpson #lisa simpson #marge bouvier #maggie simpson #waylon smithers #charles montgomery burns #monty burns #c.m. burns #two cars in every garage and three eyes on every fish #season 2 #s02e04

[sableeira]

My drops of tears I'll turn to sparks of fire.

or ode to new beginnings

#kind of spiritual successor to the Chuuya burning car artwork #the timeline is probably incredibly wrong since Chuuya was away during dark era but in my heart Dazai leaving Chuuya’s car blowing up #and Chuuya cracking open his bottle of Petrus all happen on the same night #bungou stray dogs #bsd fanart #bungo stray dogs #osamu dazai #dazai osamu #bsd dazai #bsd #my art #shoutout to my girlfriend who was the pose reference for this 🥰🫶

[opendirectories]

#open directories #car #weird wheels #burning man #hearse

[aestheticofaccumulation]

Accumulation as the inevitable dystopian endpoint of Anthropocene efforts at building utopia. (Burning Man 2022 exit traffic jam.)

#accumulation #art #spectacle #burning man #photography #ban cars #cars #climate crisis #desert

[sargentstyrofoam]

Some reaction images I made over the past few days for a disc server I'm in :3

And a wip I'll maybe probably finish soon of Cars as transformers

#transformers #rescue bots #tfrb #rescue bots blades #rescue bots boulder #rescue bots heatwave #rescue bots chase #graham burns #kade burns #g1 kup #transformers kup #cars movie

[ghouljams]

Begging for someone to break into Bee’s house and König only finds out bc of the bug, so he takes care of it

Here's where we get more of König being insane about his crush. Introducing(formally) the perimeter alarm.

An alert pings on König's phone as he's herding the last horse into their stall. He pats the over-large animal affectionately as he tugs his phone free and swipes through the notifications. He frowns, opening the property map and scanning for where the break pinged. Your side of the farm, not good. Hopefully it's just a wild animal that's wandered too far from the woods and set off the alarm.

He pulls the back wall of the barn open, survey's his arsenal, then grabs a rifle and a few tranquilizer rounds. If it is an animal, he'd hate to hurt the poor thing. If it isn't... Well better not to take care of it on your property.

It's a short ride through the pasture to get decent sight lines. Your house is dark, that's good. König raises the rifle, steadying it against his shoulder. The small movements of the horse under him are a little tricky, but nothing he can't deal with. Grace under pressure is what got him the rank of colonel in the first place.

He sweeps his sights around your house. While the breach hadn't been too close, it did take him time to get here. No deer, no foxes or coyotes threatening your brightly painted chicken coop, no raccoons in your trash. König frowns, sweeping wider just as a flashlight wanders its way around the blind side of your house. That makes this easier. His brain clicks through calculations, before taking aim and watching for impact. The quiet thunk of his silenced rifle firing is like music to his ears.

The figure startles a little, grasps at the dart's entry point, stumbles and collapses. And they said he couldn't be a sniper.

König rides closer to the fence, and hops off his horse, fishing some rope out of the saddle bags. It's always so easy to hop your fence. He keeps his eyes on your bedroom window, careful to stay quiet as he makes his way to your back door and your would be intruder. It's only when he turns the man over and he feels the cold grip of malice that he really decides what he's going to do next.

The man awakes in a single chair, in a small concrete room. It's dark, the only light coming from a single bare bulb hanging over head. Across from him, König leans forward. Watching with his elbows resting on his knees as the man jerks and panics against his restraints.

"It is very fortunate that I found you when I did," König tells him, "I would not have been able to stop myself if you'd actually gotten into the house."

"Where am I?" The man spits, König clicks his tongue, shakes his head.

"Now now, you are asking the wrong question. You should be asking, 'who are you?'" König motions with his hand, "Go on."

"Fine, who the fuck are you," The man's face is red with barely contained rage.

"I'm the man that's going to kill you."

All the motion seems to drain out of the man, his muscles locking up in fear or perhaps realization as König stands. The little metal table he drags over shakes and bumps along the uneven ground. It's only the noise of it, the sort of slick friction of metal against plastic, that makes the man look down at the tarp covering the floor.

"Don't look so worried, this is going to hurt a lot, but not for very long." König pauses, picking up a file, "Well, not for me anyway. For you it will feel like an eternity."

"I- Whatever it is you want we can work something out," The man asks, begs, leaning back in his chair as best he can as König draws closer. "I've got money, you want money? Or- or- shit!"

"No money," This part is always fun, the begging, the crying, the last shred of hope, "you hurt someone very precious to me, and I can't let that happen again."

"I don't even know who you are," The tears are starting. König grips his jaw hard, forces his mouth open to give the file room to drag against the man's teeth.

"But I know who you are," König hums over the grating noise of file against enamel, the building panicked scream, "and that's all that matters, isn't it?"

Yes, König thinks, that is all that matters. It isn't as if the man is fit to answer the question anyway, what with the amateur dentistry happening. This is really fantastic timing on your ex-husband's part, well fantastic for König. He'd just been wondering if and when would be appropriate to rid your life of this scum. It wasn't like you'd miss him, truly no one would, but timing was -is- everything.

An extended business trip, a few bad investments, a drunken if slightly rabid text exchange. König kept close eyes on his targets, even if he told himself it was just to keep you safe. He knew every detail, every movement this bastard made. How convenient that his tour of stupidity would lead him right into König's hands. His car might be a problem, but it's nothing König hadn't handled before.

König pulls back from his work to stare at the bloody gums and nubbed teeth. The man sobs, gurgled bubbling spit turning red from the rough orthodontics as he tries to speak around the pain. König thinks he'll do the fingers next, maybe try inserting some metal screws into his legs. It doesn't really matter what tortures he puts the man through, it'll all be burned away in the end.

König wakes you up in the morning, his knocking on your front door thunders through your house. Although you suppose it could be anyone knocking on your door, you don't really get any visitors but him. You pull a pair of shorts on to answer the door, just barely awake enough to deal with people. Your alarm isn't set to go off for another two hours at least.

When you pull your door open you blink blearily up at König. His eyes dart over you, taking in your pyjamas as you rub your eyes with a frown. You don't know what was so important it couldn't wait for later in the morning.

"König s'early, what're you doing here?" You yawn. König's expression is soft and affectionate, it's too early for that.

"I thought I'd make you breakfast," He pulls his bandana down for you to see his smile. You hum and turn to go back into the house, figuring he'll follow you like always. König's hand catches your head and spins you to face him again, dragging you for a kiss. His fingers tighten their hold on you as his lips drag against yours. It's the sweetest good morning you've ever gotten. You wonder what's gotten into him.

#König really said “our farm” #cowboy!König #oc: bee #könig x oc #könig call of duty #könig x reader #könig mw2 #tw violence #tw teeth #tw torture #tw stalking #König does some villain shit #he's gonna burn that man to ash and abandon his car at the airport #make everyone think he's just gone on a long trip #months later one of Bee's friends texts to see if he's contacted her at all

[hoss-bonaventure]

people are upset about how fast cal and juliette’s relationship progressed, and I don’t completely disagree but you need to realize that these are lesbians.  the u-haul joke didn’t stem from nowhere. truly the most realistic element of that entire show is these two teenage gays being like “let’s just run away” after knowing each other for like 4 days. 

#these bitches had said 13 words to each other before GRINDING in a pantry #it’s insane but also that’s just lesbian culture #me and ex gf went on one date before i ate her out in the back of her car #like #??? #first kill #juliette fairmont #calliope burns #caliette #juliette x calliope #nexflix #wlw #lesbian

[ravlykpavlyk]

nicky: never have I ever committed an arson

neil, taking a sip: shit happens

nicky: neil! you didn't tell me! when was it?

neil: when I burned my mom's body on the beach

nicky:

#andrew: why didn't i think about it? #aaron: because you killed her in the fucking car! #neil: oh yeah about that #neil: maybe i burned her IN our car #andrew: i missed such an incredible opportunity #dan: at least they are bonding #aftg #neil josten #aftg neil #aftg shitpost #all for the game #kevin day #aftg andrew #aftg kevin #andrew minyard #kevin aftg #aaron minyard #minyard twins #twinyards #nicky hemmick

[tiktaalic]

#etxt #its got to be bunker i think. but i am soooooo fond of burning that car.

[hyacinthsdiamonds]

I'm sorry

Logan physically couldn't finish the race and could barely get himself out of the car

Oscar spent most of the post race lying on the ground because he was so wrecked as did Max

Esteban literally threw up

Lance and Alex both needed help to get out of their cars and have reportedly had to seek medical help

a mechanic had to hold Alex's drink so Alex could drink out of it

EDIT: MULTIPLE DRIVERS HAVE FAINTED AT THE MEDICAL CENTRE MULTIPLE

Why the fuck were we racing in Qatar in this heat???

#f1 #formula 1 #formula one #qatar gp 2023 #i know the answer #but the health and wellbeing of the drivers should never be second to money or profit #edit because i forgot; george trying to fan himself with his fingers #fernando overheating in the car #accidentally deleted a tag; lando too at 300 mph!!! because they were so warm in those cars #kevin asking for the mechanics to use the blowers ON HIM #yuki opened his visor trying to get more air in and instead got sand blown into his eyes #more on Fernando he was literally physically burned he has a burn on his side as a result

[estrellami-1]

If I Should Stay

Sorry for posting it as late as I am… life happened! 😂

Part 1 | . . . | Part 18 | Part 19 | Part 20

“How about it?” Eddie asks Will. “Ready to get out of here?”

“Yes, please,” Will whispers, and together they all walk through.

“Close it, El,” Steve says into the walkie. “And rest. We’ll be back soon.”

A few minutes later, Nancy pulls up in Steve’s Beemer, Jonathan, Robin and Barb in the back.

Robin’s out practically before the car is stopped. “What did you do?” She screeches, hands fluttering around his side.

Steve catches her hands. “I’m okay,” he says quietly, resting their forehands together. “Hurts like hell, but that’s a good thing. I’ll be okay.”

“We are never separating again, I swear,” she grinds out.

He kisses her forehead. “You know why we can’t promise that, Robs. But I’m okay. Right now we’ve gotta get back to my place and call Joyce.” He turns to Nancy. “Can you drive back? We’ll share the passenger seat. Will and Eddie will share a seat, and Jonathan can keep an eye on Barb.”

Nancy nods, and they all load into the car.

Robin keeps sniping at Steve, but he knows her by now, knows this is how she cares, and lets her. “I’m not sitting on your lap,” she says.

“We don’t exactly have all the room in the world, and I’m not sitting next to you, that’ll hurt my side worse.”

“And me sitting on you won’t?” She demands. “I could crush you!”

“Robs, c’mon. You don’t weigh that much. Look, right here, between my legs. Does that work for you?”

“Does it work for you?”

“Robs,” Steve says, trying hard not to laugh. “We’ve gotta get back. It’s a ten-minute drive. I’ll be fine for ten minutes.”

“I’m patching you up as soon as we get back.”

He does finally laugh, pulling her onto his lap. “I expect nothing less.”

They get back to Steve’s house with no trouble. Jonathan goes to call his mom, Eddie sits with the kids, and Steve, Nancy, and Robin set Barb and Will up on the couch with blankets and water before Robin pushes Steve into the bathroom. “Kit,” she demands, and he gestures to a cabinet as he sits on the counter.

“Y’alright, Robs?”

“Fine,” she says mildly, and he sighs.

“You’re pissed about me getting hit?”

She puts her hands on the counter, on either side of his thighs. “You had a bat,” she says quietly. “Eddie had a gun. A ranged weapon. What happened?”

Steve shrugs, taking off his shirt as she opens the kit. “It snuck up on us. We were focused on Will. I saw his eyes go wide and swung with the bat before I knew what was happening, then once I realized, I just… kept going. Forgot Eddie was there with the gun. I’m used to no one besides maybe Nancy having any real long-range weapons.”

“You went into protection mode and forgot you’re not the only one who can do that,” she murmurs, apologizing when Steve hisses at the antiseptic. “Just… You’re not gonna live forever, dingus, but I’m not ready to live without you.”

“Hey,” he murmurs, catching her eye. “I might not live forever, but you got me forever, okay, Robs? Just know that I’m always going to try to protect you and the kids.”

“I know,” she sighs. “I just… I’m just worried. You showed your true colors in the bunker when you pulled all the attention onto you in the hopes I’d be spared, and you didn’t even know me yet.”

Steve chuckles. “And now I do know you, and it just got worse?”

“Exactly.”

“Hey.” He puts a hand on hers, stills it. “I love you.”

She rolls her eyes, but ultimately smiles. “Yeah, I love you too, you idiot.”

“Hey-”

“You absolute buffoon-”

“Hey!” But they’re both laughing, leaning into each other, finding happiness even in the end of the world.

Nancy knocks on the bathroom door. “Is there another first aid kit anywhere?”

“Where’d you put the bags?” Steve asks Robin who, in turn, addresses Nancy.

“Check the bags in the kitchen.”

“Thanks,” she says, then a pause. “Steve? Are you okay?”

Steve closes his eyes, leans his head back against the wall. “I’ll be alright, Nance. Don’t worry about me.”

“Too late,” she says, not without humor.

Steve opens his eyes when he feels Robin’s hands on his thighs. “You alright?” She asks softly.

He shrugs, manages a smile. “Do I have a choice?”

“Always,” she says fiercely. “And I don’t care if we’re friends, I’ll ruin it if you want me to. I’ll make her-”

“Robs,” Steve says, almost laughing. “She hasn’t done anything yet, remember?”

Robin stills. “Oh. Right.” Then she shrugs. “I’d do it anyways.”

“Christ, I love you,” Steve laughs. “‘M okay, Robbie. Thanks for patching me up.”

“Always,” she murmurs, not looking up at him. Somehow it’s the most sincere she’s been all day.

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#stranger things #if I should stay #steve harrington #eddie munson #eventual steddie #slow burn #robin buckley #platonic stobin #my beloved #will byers #he’s safe at last! #also idk how many seats Steve’s car has so we’re gonna pretend it has 5 #starambles

[uncanny-tranny]

One of the great things about fiber arts (at least to me) is that... you outright own the things you make. It's hard for me to comprehend actually owning something, and that's that. The item you have created doesn't need to come with strings attached (pun intended).

In a world where you are constantly buying things but not owning any of it, truly, it's such an odd experience to actually have ownership of your labour, time, and love like that.

#art #fiber art #crochet #honestly that's how i feel with my blanket still #like i don't own my subscription to spotify or the games i virtually purchased fullprice (which. why)... #...but when i get my yarn and i use the crochet hook i have been abusing a little i OWN the things it and i make #that's honestly kind of intimidating to me because i haven't truly felt i owned anything. like not even my life. it's a problem. #i just got some pretty yarn to use for a cardigan. they told me to use acrylic but i can't wear acrylic and i like cotton #<it's insane that i can just Decide to not use the pattern recommendations. like that's still crazy to me #anyway fuck capitalism and adopt a craft if you can #it's SUCH a freeing experience and it will make you feel crazy once you know what it feels like to actually own your labour. lol. #like it doesn't matter WHAT craft it is. could be knit. could be wood burning. could be abstract car manufacturing... #...as long as you can do it safely to your standards and you are satisfied and fulfilled with it then it can change you. let it change you.

[wooawi]

I can just imagine Adrien and Felix switching spots again, this time with Felix going to Adrien’s school. And nobody notices, as usual. School lets out and people are heading home, Luka shows up for Juleka. He’s chatting with everyone, giving his polite greetings and making plans. Then he turns to ‘Adrien’ to say something but stops in his tracks.

He just… stares at ‘Adrien’, mouth slightly open but not saying anything. He looks the blond up and down, eyes scrunched together, appearing confused but unable to word what he’s thinking. Marinette asks him what’s wrong, and Luka replies: “Who the fuck is that?”

#adrien’s melody usually sounds like a cacophony of car crashes and burning buildings #but this guy’s melody is weirdly put together with a tiny hint of malice in the back #luka couffaine #felix fathom #feluka

[flyinghellfish]

#the simpsons #homer simpson #bart simpson #marge simpson #lisa simpson #marge bouvier #maggie simpson #waylon smithers #charles montgomery burns #monty burns #s02e04 #two cars in every garage and three eyes on every fish #season 2

[mysicklove]

i gave my hot microbio professor a christmas/thank you gift (it was a little mug with pathogens on it) and when i handed it to him he was like, “aw mello you didn’t have to do that. that’s very sweet of you.” in the softest tone and i was like BDGSYAGDYSHS SHUT UP BEFORE I TRY TO KISS YOU OG MY GOD

#🔪 - mello talks too much #literally was blushing and so smily when i walked to my car #my cheeks r literally burning right now i’m so delusional this is crazy #man i prob won’t see him again i’m so sad #his TONE WHEN HE SAID IT #DHYAUGFZYUASY #and he was like ”well have a great break!” give me ur number. #HE IS SO HOT SHSUDGCGAGXGAJAHDHD #also i was the first one to finish my microbio exam so let’s see how i did #i didn’t study that much cause i’m so burnt out #so i think i got a B