cars can fly

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I wanted to check out some giant robots and I saw this red car being really fucking fast. It drives past the Eddsquad and appears next to the broken giant robot and Tord in the next scene. And it’s not very close. But hey, cuts and time skips, ok.

so one can assume that:

a) they were watching tord destroy the house and fuck around with his gIAnT R 0 B o T.

b) either that a really nice car or pat (or paul) drives like a madman, holy shit.

Hold Hands

As a four-year-old, Dean Winchester loved to play with the toy cars at school. It was his favorite thing to do. Everyone loved to play with him; except the new kid. He always sat in the corner, looking through whatever book was on the best book of the week place. But, Dean’s mom always taught him to be nice and play with everyone. So, one day he takes two cars from the toy box and leaves Aaron and Lisa alone to get Castiel, or as he calls him, Cas, because Castiel is a hard word to say, to play with him. When he sits down next to the kid, Dean beams at him but gets no reaction. Yet, Dean keeps that smile on his face.

“Hi, Cas. Do you want to play cars with me?” Dean asks sweetly, his hands holding out a blue, because the color matched Cas’ eyes, car. Cas stares at Dean and at the car, his eyes wide and legs close to his chest.

“Okay?” Cas quietly mumbles, his small hand taking the car from Dean’s hand.

“Cool!”

Everything was going well, Cas seemed pretty awesome and Dean’s having a lot of fun. Until Cas decides his car could now fly. The first time Dean tells him that cars can’t fly, Cas accepts it and keeps his toy on the ground. But after the third time, a look of defiance appears on Cas’ face leading them into a verbal fight.

“No!” “Yes!” “Cars don’t fly!” “I can make then fly!”

It only takes 30 seconds for Ms. Tessa to come up to them with hands on her hips and a stern expression. She takes the cars away from both of them and asks what was going on.

“Cas thinks cars can fly!” Dean yells, his arms crossed across his chest.

“But this is imaginary, why can’t they fly?!” Cas yells back.

“They just don’t!”

“Boys!” Ms. Tessa scolds. “I will put you two on time out.”

“Good.” Cas bites through his teeth. “I don’t want to play with Dean.”

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“The world of Harry Potter is a place where the mundane and the marvelous, the ordinary and the surreal coexist. It’s a place where cars can fly and owls can deliver the mail, a place where paintings talk and a mirror reflects people’s innermost desires. It’s also a place where death and the catastrophes of daily life are inevitable, and people’s lives are defined by love and loss and hope — the same way they are in our own mortal world.“ - The New York Times

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Bonus:

Arrow Summer Rewatch

Olicity Moments (2/5) – 2x22

  • What she says: I'm fine
  • What she means: Where were the fish in Zootopia? Where were the birds? Are they dead? Did they disappear? Better question, where are the domesticated dogs and cats? I didn't see one in this goddamn movie. Another question, why is this movie referred to as "The Furry Movie"? It's a great family movie. Back to the birds, do they have to drive a car or can they just fly to places they need to be? What about bugs? Did all the larger animals kill them off? If so, then why are flowers still around? I need answers Disney, ANSWERS GODDAMNIT!

anonymous asked:

Imagine Bucky trying to re-learn how to drive a car

“My driving is fine, Steve.”

We are eighty miles over the speed limit.

"Yeah, on an empty road in the middle of nowhere. Don’t be a buzzkill!”

“Would you rather I be roadkill?”

“I was there in Nazi Germany, Steve. I know damn well what your driving looks like.”

"That was different! We were being chased by a tank!”

“And I’m being chased by cops, probably.”

“And you think that’s an argument in your favour, do you?”

“Damn right I do.”

“…”

“Admit it. You’re having fun.”

“…little bit.”

things i’ve been thinking about:

1. grover using the term ‘canoodling’ to describe the do. ie: ‘where are percy and annabeth?’ ‘off canoodling’ ‘okay, gross.’

2. jason on a vespa. we already know piper likes hot rods, but like, jason seems like a non-traditionalist in the transportation world. plus he can fly. cars are more for fun than anything. plus percy has a vespa too and they can race

3. what if the aphrodite cabin is convinced that if something has been oficially branded as ‘sea foam blue’ percy must own it and basically they just keep leaving him gift baskets of random crap and at first piper thinks it’s hilarious but then she has to be like, ‘guys, stop’ because the online shopping charges are out of control

4. vespa racing, though. any argument not settled by sword fighting or capture-the-flag is settled by vespa racing & leo keeps trying to pimp their rides but percy and jason are like ‘the allure is that they can’t go over twenty miles per hour’ and leo’s like ‘who the hell are you’

5. paul meeting the seven for the first time & being like ‘why are all these teenagers in my living room’ and sally being like ‘they’re percy’s friends’ and paul being like ‘okay….?’ and everyone being like ‘sup’ except for jason who’s all ‘it’s so nice to meet you, mr. blofis’ and long story short that’s how jason and paul become bffs

6. paul meeting chiron and being like ‘teaching’s hard’ and chiron being like ‘tell me about it’ and thats how they become best friends. 

7. sally just like ‘paul stop making friends with random myths’ and paul being like ‘they’re all just so nice’ and percy being like ‘why is this happening’ in typical teenager fashion

8. why does no one talk about the fact that percy and annabeth spend their senior year of high school together???? where my senior prom fics at????

9. THE VESPAS THOUGH

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I can do anything, Angel. I can see in the dark. I can juggle cars. I can fly in outer space. Yeah, I can do anything… including burning the surface of this screwed-up planet to ash in order to find her. And if that’s what it takes…then that’s what I’m gonna do!

                                                                                             — Richard Rider, Nova Prime

A BRIEF HISTORY OF HUMANKIND’S DREAM FOR A FLYING CAR

Zee.Areo is a mysterious startup that is reportedly completely funded by Google cofounder Larry Page, who has spent over $100 million on his flying car dreams.

Henry Ford said the single-seat Flivver would be “the Model T of the air,” but after a prototype crashed in 1928, killing the pilot, the industrialist abandoned the idea.

The Volocopter makes the Joby commitment to rotors look tame in comparison. The helicopter-drone hybrid, which aims to be completely on demand and autonomous, took its first manned flight in Southern Germany earlier this year.

The Piasecki VZ-8 Airgeep, also known as the flying Jeep, was developed for the US Army in 1957 to takeoff and land vertically.

The Moller M400 Skycar graced the cover of Popular Mechanics in 1991, teasing readers with the ability to “take off from your driveway, land anywhere.” To date, the company has yet to conduct a successful test flight.

Blade Runner, the seminal 1982 sci-fi noir, featured flying police cars call Spinners.

The Sky Commuter is a duct-fan based vertical-takeoff-and-landing (VTOL) aircraft designed by former Boeing engineer Fred Barker in the 1980s. In 2008, the remaining prototype was sold for £86k on eBay.

“Roads? Where we’re going, we don’t need roads.” With those words, Back to the Future’s Doc Brown and Marty McFly gave flying cars an 80s-sleek vibe.

Ron Weasly used a flying 1962 Ford Angilia to rescue his friend Harry Potter in The Chamber of Secrets.

The AeroMobil 3.0, a two-seat aircraft that can retract its wings and transform into a long roadster, was unveiled in Vienna in 2014.

A lot of the public’s fantasies about flying cars can be traced back to The Jetsons, the 1960s-era animated sitcom.

Joby Aviation plans on flying its first 12-rotor prototype by the end of the year. Future versions will seat four and look more planelike.

The Fifth Element featured its own flying cop cars, as well as aerial taxis. I wonder if Bruce Willis’ Korben Dallas would ever fly for Uber?

The Xplorair, first announced in 2007, was funded by the French Armed Services and plans its first test flight in 2017.

The Terrafugia Transition has been in development since 2006 and flying since 2009. In 2012, the winged auto flew for eight minutes and reached an altitude of 1,400 feet.

The German-made Lillium Jet plans to introduce the world’s first all-electric VTOL aircraft in 2018. It will seat two, range 300 miles, and will reach a max speed of 250 mph.

The flying car from 1968’s Chitty Chitty Bang Bang was originally conceived by Ian Flemming, the creator of James Bond. The original Chitty Bang Bang’s motor was from a Zeppelin dirigible.

One Call Away *Pt. 1

Summary: Sam and the Reader are next door neighbors and form a relationship from the young age of six.  Their relationship grows into much more as they grow up.

Thank you to @littlepurplerocks for the awesome graphics!

Triggers: none, unless you’re afraid of the dark or thunder.

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AU: Lily and James live! Yay amazeballs!

For @jilytober. I almost wrote something tragic and terrible, but then I decided not to. Title to be decided. Sister piece thingy to ‘Copilot’. :D


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It’s a beautiful day, and Lily Potter is teaching Harry how to drive. Everything about this is thoroughly illegal, of course, because Harry has only just turned fourteen. Indeed, he’s barely tall enough to reach the pedals of Lily’s now-antique 1969 Ford Cortina, which James and Sirius have been maintaining with various enchantments since roughly 1980 - and Lily is pretty sure that most of those enchantments would make the car itself illegal if anyone were to inspect it…well, closely, anyway.

Lily smirks to herself. There’s no way in hell anyone at the Ministry of Magic is clever enough to work out what James and Sirius have done with this car over the years. And, truly, they’ve done a marvelous job, having used Sirius’s motorbike as a testing ground for all the enchantments they’ve put on the Cortina - because now, with over two hundred thousand miles on it, this car can not only fly; it can also fly invisibly. Not only that, but it can also drive like a completely normal car, except James and Sirius have charmed it to oil and fuel itself in a pinch. But as far as anyone else is concerned, the Cortina is just a vintage car that’s been restored.

Lily loves this car. This was the car she’d learned to drive in, also at the very illegal age of fourteen, with her father in the passenger seat. This was the car she and James had taken into the Scottish Highlands during the summer of ’78, right before all hell had broken loose during the war, and this was the car they’d lived out of for a week after Voldemort had blasted their house to a crater in Godric’s Hollow that fateful Halloween night. And even though they’d never had a second child, Lily still keeps Harry’s baby seat tucked away in the boot.

Except, now, he’s in the driver’s seat. And Lily is as happy as a pig in shit.

RRRRRRR-rrrrrr-rrrrrrRRRRRRRrrrrr-ptt ptt ptt.

The engine sputters and stalls as Harry tries and fails to shift gears. He sets his jaw in frustration, the muscle in his cheek twitching exactly the way James’ does when James grits his teeth. Harry pushes the brakes and brings the car to a stop; then, in a very un-James-like manner, he glances about the parking lot, straightens up in the car seat, and puts his hand back on the gear shifter. His arm wobbles a bit as he pushes the shifter forward.

“Not yet,” Lily says patiently, putting her hand over Harry’s to stop him. “Remember, put the clutch in first and give her a little rev. There you go. Now let the clutch out - there you go - not too fast now, gently does it.”

Something deep inside the transmission lurches as Harry locks the car into first gear. After a moment, the car bounds forward; startled, Harry moves to hit the brake, but accidentally pushes the clutch pedal instead. With a yelp, Harry shoves them into second gear, and - much to his apparent horror - they speed up, hurtling towards a tree at what feels like eighty kilometers per hour. Eyes wide, Harry swerves hard to the right, and they miss the tree by about a meter.

Lily lets loose a quick cheer, but then catches herself. She swallows her laughter and puts a hand on Harry’s shoulder, steadying him.“It’s okay,” she says calmly, although she can’t stop grinning.”That shift into second was a bit unexpected, but you handled it all right. Nice job avoiding that tree. Try to relax.”

“You don’t even seem worried,” Harry grits out. “You’re worse than Dad.”

Lily laughs. “Oh? Well, that’s high praise.”

“Mum,” Harry groans.

“Don’t worry, I’ve still got my foot on the emergency brake over on this side. I’ll stop us if anything dangerous happens.”

“Yeah, well, you drive like Dad flies,” Harry says, and Lily struggles not to cackle with glee. She clears her throat.

“Guilty as charged,” she admits. “Easy now around that corner, though.”

The car swerves again, and Harry swears as their tires scrape the curb of the parking lot.

“That wasn’t too bad, actually,” Lily says cheerfully. “Just look at the point on the road where you want the car to go. The car will follow your eyes. And we’re still in second gear, but you’re doing fine. Downshift when you’re ready.”

Harry swallows and clutches the wheel, refusing to take his eyes off the pavement. Trees and parked cars roll smoothly past the window.

“There,” Lily says. “I think you’re getting the hang of it.”

There’s a short pause. Then: “Can I take us on the road?”

“Absolutely not. You’re still stalling on the startup, and I won’t have you doing that at a traffic light where you could get rear-ended. We’re not going on the road until you can handle this car in fourth gear, in this lot, without crashing or stalling.”

“Mum, this lot is tiny.”

“That’s what I mean. If you can control the car at high speed in this lot without crashing or stalling, it’ll mean you’ve got the timing and reflexes to handle anything that comes up on the road.”

Harry looks skeptical, but doesn’t take his eyes off the pavement. He steers the car around another turn, a bit less jerkily this time. “Oh, so that’s what you did, then. Obviously.”

Lily leans back in her seat, stretching like a cat. “Oh, yes. This car is nimble enough, trust me.”

Excitement flickers across Harry’s face, and Lily notices him forcing back a grin. So that’ll be something he and James play with when I’m not home, then, she thinks. Well, that’s all fine. James handles the car well enough, and if anything he’s a bit more cautious behind the wheel than she is; the car isn’t a broomstick, so James doesn’t push his luck quite as much when he’s driving it. But he’ll know how to let Harry test himself without getting into a wreck.

“Hey,” Harry says, snapping Lily out of her reverie. “I’m, er, going to try shifting a few more times. How do I - what’s the timing again?”

“Clutch pedal in,” Lily coos. The car screeches. “Oops, not the brake. Ah, there we go. All right, push the clutch in. There you go - wait for it - okay, now move the shifter…good…all right…now let it back out…”

They continued for another two hours. Harry learned quickly, managing to start the car without stalling several times by the end of it. Lily was enthralled. By the time they drove back home, the sun was setting. All the sky was alight with color.

x.x.x.x.x.x

“Hey,” James says, sauntering onto the drive as Lily parks the car in front of their house. “How’d it go?”

“Pretty well,“ Lily replies. She flashes Harry a grin, but Harry shrugs modestly and pulls the latch to open the car door. Hiding what looks like a grin, he gives both his parents a quick glance and then turns to go inside. James sees Harry’s expression and raises an eyebrow.

“I’m going to take that to mean he drives like you,” James says.

“Nah.” Lily watches her son’s retreating back. “He drives like you.”

“I think he’s leaving us alone.”

Lily blinks. “You didn’t tell him about that road trip we took when we were eighteen, did you?”

“Well, I told him how you got a pile of parking tickets, how you steered with your knees, and how you tried and failed to teach me how to drive in that field next to the A82.” James rests his elbows on the sill of the passenger’s window and leans forward to whisper in Lily’s ear. “But I didn’t tell him anything else.” He kisses her jaw, and she shivers.

“So,” he says after a moment. “Want to go for a spin?”

Lily blushes, but then she catches herself and smirks. She sweeps her hair out of her face and steps out of the passenger seat, holding the door open for James. “Sure. Where to?”

James grins and gets in the car. “Anywhere you want to go.”