90s sports cars

Let’s get in the mood.

Initial D is a manga started in 1995 that ran until 2013, as well as an anime that began in 1998 and ended in 2014. It stars Takumi Fujiwara as a driving prodigy specializing in downhill runs and details his journey into the world of touge street racing. The series is a giant love letter to the AE86 as well as many late 80s/early and mid-90s Japanese sports cars. 

And like any successful manga/anime series, there have been plenty of games. It’s a formula that lends itself well in the right developers’ hands, and the quality of these games range from abysmal to terrific.

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Vacation Gotta Get Away

Hey my dearly beloved!! Oh my lordy, I can’t believe I technically finished all of these challenges on time (with 2 minutes to spare in my timezone!)! Whew!! I really liked the way this one came together, all of my prompts fit together so well! Let me know what you think of it! XO

Story location was set by my prompt for Lau’s Summer Escape Challenge: Island Park, Idaho! I love your face @dancingalone21!

For  @queen-of-deans-booty Jordan’s Trope Challenge my prompt was Best Friend’s Brother

@d-s-winchester provided me with the picture in the story of the steaming mugs by the fireplace for Ash’s Fall in Love with Fall Challenge!

And last but definitely not least,  @mamaredd123 set me up with, “Wait a second… did he drunk dial you?” for my Mama’s 100 Quotes Challenge!!

Thank you all of you beautiful people for hosting challenges!! You complete me! 

Sam x Reader

Word Count: about 2400 

Warnings: Sam fluffyness, mild reference to sexual activities, but super mild (PG13), my usual foul language, grumpy/protective Dean… I think that’s about it!!

All images pulled straight from Google

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As you admired the gorgeous scenery around you, you couldn’t help but think that this was perfection. The sun was low in the sky, getting ready to dip behind the mountains for the night, giving the forest around you a golden glow. The smell of the wilderness around you cleared your senses as you leaned against Beast, your beloved fire-engine red Ford Bronco Ranger. You glanced up to watch an eagle circling high above you, rocking on the balls of your feet as you anxiously waited for your secret-rendezvous companion to arrive.

When he suggested the two of you get away for a little one-on-one time, you simply couldn’t resist. Living in the bunker with the Winchesters was great, but having your best friend, Dean, constantly intimidating your dates with his protective big brother show put a bit of a damper on your love life. That’s why you’d yet to confine in him about your new guy… this one was going to be especially hard and you hadn’t quite figured out how to break it to him just yet.

This sweet end of summer escape was the perfect way for you to work through your feelings and decide how you wanted to go about telling your bestie. You were pretty sure you were going to be in this relationship for the long haul and you knew you were going to have to reveal your intentions to Dean sooner rather than later. If he were to find out from anyone other than you, he’d be pissed. But you weren’t ready to have that talk, not yet.

So you’d snuck away from Kansas, on the pretense of a solo hunt, and headed out to the cabin in Island Park, Idaho that your new boyfriend had rented. This was your favorite time of year; the days were still warm enough that it felt like summer but the nights were chilled enough to feel like fall. There was no where else you’d rather be than out in nature immersed in the sights, sounds, and smells around you. The forest-covered peaks reflecting off the lake were breathtakingly beautiful and you inhaled deeply, the crisp evening air filling your lungs.

The sound of an approaching engine drew your attention away from the serenity surrounding you and back to the dark blue 90s sports car making it’s way up the long gravel drive.

You smiled brightly as the shiny Dodge came to a stop next to you and Beast.

“You’re early,” he said, unfolding his large frame from the driver’s seat, the door snapping shut behind him.

You shrugged, “Only 10 minutes,” you said calmly, waiting patiently by your vehicle even though you wanted more than anything to jump into the arms of the man in front of you.

He was around the car and on your lips in moments, one hand snaked around your back while the other tangled in your hair.

“This little vacation was an excellent idea,” you whispered inches from his mouth.

“I knew you’d love it up here,” he answered, sweeping a strand of hair behind your ear, hazel eyes sparkling.

“Sam Winchester, are you secretly a hopeless romantic?” you teased, as he bent down to pick up your bag, tucking you under his arm as you made your way up the cabin driveway.

“You have no idea,” he retorted, dropping a sweet kiss on the top of your head.

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