Bentley Grand Convertible concept, 2018. A prototype for a new limited edition cabriolet based on the Bentley Mulsanne Speed powered by a 530hp twin-turbo 6.75-litre V8 engine. Production will be limited to 19 cars
Nicole: “Wynonna, really? You were 26 over the speed limit.”
Wynonna: *Playfully* “And on what authority did you pull me over?”
Nicole: “Dude I’m a police officer and you know that.”
Wynonna: “Ok, so where is your badge? Show me.”
Nicole: *Rolls eyes* *Pulls out badge and shows Wynonna*
Wynonna: “Oh my. That appears to be a picture of my sister.”
Nicole: “Wait what?! Why is that pasted on the side of my wallet? Hang on the badge is here somewhere.” *searching pockets*
Wynonna: *Humming the Jeopardy theme song*
Nicole: *Muttering* “Dammit when did I put all these pictures of Waverly in my wallet and pockets? I swore I only had a dozen or so in there yesterday…”
Wynonna: “Yeah, maybe you shouldn’t have left your uniform laying around at the Homestead yesterday while you were doing whatever with Waverly.” *Holds up Nicole’s badge* “Anyway, I don’t see any proof you’re a police officer, so ta ta!”
*Winks and speeds away*
Nicole: *Calling dispatch* “I have a report of speeding on I-78 westbound.”
For the past year, ever since Steve had dragged her to
Jonathan’s to confront Nancy and they had battled the Demogorgon, Y/N had
suffered from terrifying nightmares. Her parents both worked for Hawkins Lab
and had assured her multiple times that the old people had gone and that nothing
like that would ever happen again. However, it didn’t reassure her. Her parents
worked late most nights and would sometimes not even come home at all with only
a brief phone call to tell her. When they weren’t home it was worse. She would
wake up in cold sweats, breathing hard and sometimes crying.
This night was one of those. Shaking, Y/N swung her legs out
of bed, pulled on a pair of leggings and a hoodie, put her shoes on and left
the house after locking the door. The air was cold and her hoodie didn’t provide
much protection. There was a soft breeze that swirled the autumn leaves into
the air which she watched as she walked down the road. There was little noise
this time of night and it was beautifully peaceful.
Hiding her hands in her hoodie, she shuddered as the sound
of a car engine roared through the silence. She moved to the side of the road
for the car to pass but, to her surprise, it pulled up beside her.
“Y/N, right?” The driver said as she looked over to see it
was Billy Hargrove. She nodded her head and he smiled. “What you doing out this
late in the cold, princess?” Y/N and Billy knew of each other but had never
actually spoken at school. That was mainly down to the fact that he was not
nice to Steve.
Y/N shrugged. “Couldn’t sleep” She studied the boy’s face
and noticed a bruise beginning to form under his cheekbone.
“Want to come for a drive? I’d rather not leave you out in
the cold.” He reached across and opened the door. “You shouldn’t be out here
alone, it’s dangerous.”
Realising that he was probably right and that there was
little chance of him actually turning out to be an axe murderer, she shrugged
and climbed into the dark blue Camaro. The warmth from the inside of the car immediately
engulfed her and she sank further into the seat as Billy set off.
“Anywhere particular you wanted to go, princess?” Billy
asked glancing at the girl in his passenger seat.
“Not really” She muttered and looked out of the window as
he turned on the radio and Rebel Yell by Billy Idol flooded the car. “What
happened to your cheek?”
Billy glanced at her but she was still looking out of the
window. “It’s nothing.”
“Is it the reason you’re out this late?” Y/N asked looking
over at the blond.
“We’ve all got our demons, princess.” Was his response and
she didn’t press him further. He thought most people would have and was suddenly
glad it was her he had found and not anyone else.
They drove around aimlessly for a few hours, talking every
so often and then letting the music fill the silence the rest of the time. He
dropped her off at home and looked at the empty drive. “Where’re your parents?”
”At work. They either work really late or just stay at the
office all night.” Y/N explained as she opened the door. “Thanks for the ride.” She smiled softly.
“Anytime, princess.” He returned the smile as she shut the
door and walked away.
This continued to happen frequently over the next month. Y/N
would have a nightmare and would go for a walk to clear her head and most times
Billy would pull up with fresh bruises and they would go for a drive. Neither
of them spoke any other time; they would glance at each other at school but
that was about it. Their conversation and friendship were limited to the inside
of Billy’s car. Neither of them really minded. They found an escape in each
However, one night the normality of their meetings was broken.
Y/N was, for once, sleeping peacefully, when there was a knock on her window. Sleepily
she had sat up and would have gone back to sleep blaming it on her imagination
if it hadn’t sounded again. She walked over to the window, opened the curtains
and locked eyes with those familiar blue irises. She opened the window as she
took in his face. There were bruises all over his face but unlike usually, his
nose was also bleeding, his lip and eyebrow was split and there were bruises
visible under his ripped shirt.
“Billy?” She questioned as he started to climb through the window
and nearly fell, causing her to grab him.
“Hey, princess.” He muttered as he winced in pain.
“My dad didn’t like the way I was talking to my step-mom.” He told her as she helped him sit on the bed. “I didn’t know where else to go.” He whispered as he looked at the floor.
“It’s okay. I’m going to get the first aid kit.” Y/N said as
she motioned for him to stay put. She walked into the bathroom and grabbed the
first aid kit with shaking hands.
She walked back into the room and sat next to him and
started pulling things out of the kit. Bill turned to look at her and noticed
her shaking fingers as she tried to pour some alcohol onto some cotton wool. He
placed his hands over hers and she stopped shaking and looked at him. He nodded
reassuringly and she began to clean the cuts on his face. She then pulled out
the tea tree oil and gently rubbed a small amount into the bruises on his face.
“Could you…?” She trailed off as she gestured to his
tattered shirt; unable to meet his gaze.
He just nodded and pulled it off. Her hands started shaking
again as she rubbed the ointment into the bruises on his chest and then on his
back. She packed the kit away and just put it on the floor next to her bed. “Do
you… Do you want to sleep here tonight?”
“If you don’t mind.” He said shakily.
“Of course not.” She murmured as she climbed into bed. He
kicked off his shoes and climbed in next to her as she switched off the light.
“Thank you.” He whispered as they started to drift off.
Him coming over in the middle of the night after a fight
with his dad started to become regular thing. Not once did he look as bad as
the first time and each time she was glad of it. She hated to see him hurt. Her
parents had begun to spend more time at the lab lately so she was always glad
for Billy’s company. It seemed with Billy by her side, the nightmares didn’t have
the courage to attack. Billy had found a place where he actually felt safe and
was reluctant to give it up anytime soon. They still didn’t talk at school but
glances had evolved into smiles when they saw one another. Other people were
beginning to catch onto them but no one ever saw them together.
“You know my house has a door? You don’t always have to use
the window. Especially when my parents aren’t home.” Y/N smiled as Billy
climbed into her room from the darkness outside.
“Where’s the fun in that, princess?” He chuckled. There were
small bruises in the shape of finger prints on each of his biceps. He sat on
the bed as she grabbed a small bottle of tea tree oil that she now kept in her
bedside table. No matter how many times he told her it didn’t matter, she wouldn’t
listen so he had just started giving up and letting her put the ointment on the
“You staying?” She asked as she rubbed the ointment into
each bruise on his arms.
“If that’s alright.” He whispered.
“Always.” She smiled and met his gaze.
As she put the bottle away, he pulled off his shirt, kicked
off his shoes and trousers and got into the bed. After the first few times he
had just started sleeping in his boxer shorts. She climbed in next to him and
laid her head on his chest. One of her legs was thrown over his hips and her hand
rested on his necklace right above his heart. One of his arms was wrapped
firmly around her waist and the other played lazily with her hair. They had
gotten used to sleeping in a tangle of limbs pretty quickly and now neither of
them would have it any other way.
Y/N very quickly dropped off to sleep after she spent the
previous night awake from her nightmares. Billy looked at her sleeping
peacefully on his chest. He had tried so hard not to fall for her. Had tried so
hard to convince himself they were just friends. But as he looked at her slowly
moving with the rise and fall of his chest he realised it; he was well and
truly in deep. He loved her.
Are You Going To Be An Overprotective Baby Brother?
Pairing: Steve x Henderson!reader
Request:Could you do a Steve Harrington imagine of being Dustin’s older sister and prior to the monsters you ignored Steve even though he always tried to flirt because you’re pretty and smart but you’re also snarky and friends with Nancy and Jonathan and BFFs with Dustin and all his friends love you and post monsters with Dustin and Steve’s bromance you start to be friends with him and Dustin notices he likes you and gives Steve a overprotective baby brother speech? You can decide if he makes a move
Warnings: fluff, a few swear words
A/N: Omg I love this prompt so much! Also, I have a requested El x reader coming out sometime in the next few days :)
Die Autobahn bei Nacht. German Autobahnen have no federally mandated speed limit, although limits are posted and enforced as needed in areas that are urbanized, sub-standard, accident-prone, or under construction. In case of bad weather, limits may be set and are frequently enforced. On unrestricted stretches, an advisory limit (Richtgeschwindigkeit) of 130 km/h (81 mph) applies - but you can do what you want. In 2008, 52% of the Autobahn network had no speed limit; 15% had temporary limits due to weather or traffic conditions, and only 33% had permanent speed limits. Germany’s Autobahn network has a total length of 12,845 km and ranks it among the most dense and longest systems in the world.
I feel like a lot of autistic people have a lot of trouble driving and getting their license. For many people that’s okay, there’s nothing wrong with that, y'all are valid in every possible way. Unfortunately, many of us live in cities where public transportation might as well not exist, in food deserts, in situations where we do not have people who can drive us places, in cities which make bike riding life-threatening and sometimes illegal. I would like to reiterate: there is absolutely nothing wrong with not being able to drive. The fucked up thing is a system which forces people to drive. This is intended to be suggestions for autistic people in similar situations to mine: in a food desert, no public transit, not enough money to pay for uber, etc.
Tips for driving while autistic and things to be prepared for:
-if you start dissociating and don’t feel that you can drive safely, pull over if you can. If there’s no clear place to pull over, get as far to the side as possible and turn your hazards on (this is the button with two red triangles, one inside of the other)
-keep plenty of water in the car. Keep food in the car too, but to prevent mice and rats from being tempted to investigate, keep the food in tightly sealed containers.
-if you miss the turn, it’s ok. I promise, it’s ok. Just take the next turn. Usually you’ll still be able to get to your destination by taking the next turn, and if not, it’ll give you a chance to pull over and re-evaluate or turn around.
-people will use some body language to indicate what they are intending to do. A waving hand means, “you go ahead of me.” A still hand, palm out means, “I’ll go first/thank you.”
-if you’re driving down a street too narrow for two cars, and you meet a car going in the opposite direction, just pull over for a second. Or if it’s super narrow, someone may have to back out of the street. It’s not a big deal. Try to be nice in those situations and they usually will be too. For that matter, sometimes I have to swerve slightly into the lane of incoming traffic because of bicycles and that happens too. People around you will do their best to compensate, but try to make sure you’re giving them enough time and warning for them to compensate (use your turn signal or hazards and spend as little time in the wrong lane as possible).
-no one wants to crash. Usually if you do something stupid the people around you will compensate and avoid you, although you might get some honks and middle fingers (yeah, mentally prepare for that)
-in terms of speed limit, it’s usually better to match the cars around you. The actual speed on a road is usually about 5mph over the posted speed limit.
-it doesn’t matter if you are going 15mph over the speed limit. There are still assholes who will tailgate you. (Meaning they will drive really close behind your car attempting to intimidate you into driving faster) The key thing to remember is that they also don’t want to crash, which means all they will do is intimidate. Because I’m an asshole and I hate tailgaters, I usually slow down when someone starts tailgating me. Remember: do not start driving faster. Police will ticket the person in front (aka you) because that person is “setting the speed” and they will not ticket the tailgater.
-parking is stressful, especially in downtown areas. Be prepared to wander for a while looking for parking and factor that into your drive time.
-some places no longer require you to learn to parallel park. Please learn anyway if you feel able. It will make finding parking a lot easier later on.
-bicycles will always be where you least expect them. Always. Especially if it’s illegal for them to be there. Just be prepared for them being anywhere and everywhere and not following the laws of traffic at all.
-the first time it rains or snows in the fall/winter, literally everyone will have forgotten how to drive. It’s a thing. Be prepared for the roads to be chaotic
-the most difficult part is the test itself. That’s the part where you disregard everything I’ve said about how driving actually works and just obey the letter of the law the best you can. Don’t forget you can retake the test if need be. Also, there will often be reviews online talking about which DMV in your area has the easiest test route.
-I try to do meditation breathing a lot while I’m driving under stressful circumstances. It’s very helpful for me
I hope this is helpful. If anyone else has any other tips for driving while autistic, I would be glad to hear them.
Edit: I can’t believe I forgot this! I’ve found that certain types of stimming can be somewhat dangerous while driving. I’d say chewing stims are fine, vocal stims are cool, but I would hold off on the visual and physical motion stims until you’ve had quite a bit of driving practice. Auditory stims are somewhat ok, but be careful to make sure you can still hear sirens and stuff (also earbuds/headphones while driving are illegal in many places)
-turn signals can basically function as a way of telling people around you “hey, pay attention! I’m about to do something!” Even if you’re just changing lanes or are swerving around an open car door you can use them to communicate that people should be ready for you to do something unexpected.
-traffic will stop much more quickly than you expect. Always keep an eye on the brake lights ahead of you.