moped ride

The End - Part 1

Word Count: 3255

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Warnings: Language, SPN typical violence

Constructive feedback is always welcome and appreciated

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“Y/N/N…maybe we should find a motel for the night.” Dean was in the passenger seat while you drove. You’d practically insisted on driving, hoping that he’d get some sleep and you could have an excuse not to. Every time you closed your eyes all you could see was Michael and Lucifer battling it out using Sam and Dean, killing them both in the process.

“No, I’m good.”

“Y/N…” Dean glared at you, raising an eyebrow. “Look, you haven’t slept in over a day. I’m not stupid, Princess. I know you. You can’t hide that shit from me. We’re stopping at a motel and getting you the hell out of this car.”

“But –“

“I’m not askin’ you to sleep.” Dean said. “I just want to get a room so we can both at least relax a little. That’s all I’m askin’. Alright?”

“Fine.” You huffed a breath and turned down the next road, rolling to a stop in front of the first motel you came across. When you stepped out of the car all your joints were tense. Dean was right, you really did need to be out of the car. You stretched yourself out before turning and walking toward where Dean was waiting on the sidewalk with your bags. He started walking inside as soon as you were next to him.

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Top 10 Facts Of The Day (April 4, 2017)

10. The flying lizard looks like a real-life dragon. When threatened, this lizard can glide half the length of a football field … and still swoop in for a perfect landing. 

9. Scorpions can withstand such extreme temperatures that researchers have frozen them overnight, put them in the sun to thaw the next day, and watched them walk away.

8. Giving yourself a hug can reduce physical pain, partially because it confuses the brain into thinking that the information from right side of the body is coming from the nervous system on the left side of the body. 

7. Astronaut Scott Kelly grew 2 inches after being in space for a year. 

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anonymous asked:

I seen that you have US Sans be able to drive a motorcycle in your fanfic, so care to share a few headcanons on that? Also, how would Blueberry react to having a crush on a tough biker chick that enjoys racing against him on the open road?

*Sure thing!  Even though Blueberry is a Papyrus-personality, he’s still a Sans to me, so I try to keep some of those Sans quirks with him.  A love of stars/space is one thing, and the motorcycle is basically just Sans’s version of Papyrus’s sports car, since Sans is riding a tricycle on the open road.  Although a fun fact is that I actually headcanon UT!Sans as riding a moped (because I originally mistook the tricycle as one).  

Cars always seemed a bit big for Blueberry.  He likes to be in control, and while the idea of being able to take his friends along as passengers in a car appeals to him, he still prefers something with more maneuverability.  With a motorcycle, he feels like he has total control over it’s movements, be it with the way he leans his body with the bike, or the way he can easily weave between cars on the road.  

Blueberry likes power.  He wants to soar down the highway, and he’s a little bit on the reckless side.  Thankfully, his control of blue magic helps him prevent any wrecks.  

His motorcycle is flashy and expensive.  It’s got blue lights that illuminate the road around him at night.  

He likes to get into impromptu street races.  And by that, I mean he watched a street racing movie once and decided that’s just what humans do.  He’ll shout at the drivers at red lights and attempt to race them, and his efforts double if he sees another motorcyclist.  He won’t use his magic during a race unless it’s to help one of the other drivers or stop himself from potentially wrecking into them.  

Stretch is adamantly against the races and whoever let Blueberry watch the movie is in for a Bad Time.

US!Sans–Blueberry the Biker:

She always seemed the most beautiful to him when she was leaned over her bike and wearing a smirk.

On one of the days when Blueberry was trying to engage the drivers around him in a friendly street race (how else was he supposed to make friends with the human drivers?), she pulled up next to him on a motorcycle.  There was a part of him that was intimidated; after all, she looked tough in her leather jacket, tight jeans, and knee-high black boots.  He couldn’t see her eyes behind her sunglasses, but an amused smile was curving her lips.  “Sure, I’ll take you up on that, Bones.”

Of course, she thoroughly beat Blueberry, but he gave her a run for her money.  After expressing his admiration for her racing prowess, Blueberry set about trying to beat her.  Day after day, he’d meet her at the same spot and demand a rematch.  On days that she didn’t show up, he felt antsy.  On the days that she did, it felt like his SOUL was thrumming in his chest.  What was once the desire to push himself to be the best motorcycle racer he could be had slowly shifted to him just wanting to grab her attention.  He bought his own leather jacket, and when she didn’t comment, he went to Red for help.  

The next day, he appeared wearing the arm costume tattoo arm sleeves over his bones, thick-soled combat boots, huge sunglasses, chaps over his pants with chains hanging down from the sides, fingerless gloves, a skull-and-crossbone shirt, and the leather jacket with spiked studs all over the shoulders. 
….Yeah, Edge may have walked in and decided to lend his expertise, too.

The biker chick started laughing, and Blueberry looked crestfallen.  “Oh, Bones, what… haha, dude, what’re you wearing?”

His cheeks magically puffed out in a pout.  “WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?  THIS IS WHAT ALL BIKERS WEAR!  AND I’M CLEARLY A BIKER, SO I SHOULD DRESS MORE APPROPRIATELY!”  His cheekbones are dusted a light blue, and he’s gripping the handlebars of his bike tight to keep himself from bolting.  Ugh, she’s laughing at him!  He never should have consulted those two.  

“Bones, you’re not a biker–”

“MY NAME I-ISN’T BONES!  IT’S THE MAGNIFICENT SANS!”  Oh, stars, his voice cracked a little, but if she’s going to make fun of him, then she doesn’t get to use a nickname.  

“Okay, Sans.  There’s nothing wrong with what you were wearing before.  So why the sudden change?”

“I JUST WANTED TO LOOK COOL LIKE YOU!” He suddenly admits, feeling stupid.  His eyesockets are burning, but he’s not a babybones; he’s not going to cry.   

She looks taken aback and stares at him for a moment.  A slow smile curves her lips, and she steps over to him and pulls his sunglasses off.  How did he–oh, it was taped on with duct tape, the manliest of tapes.  It takes an awkward couple of seconds longer than it should have because of this, but she finally manages to wiggle his glasses free of the tape.  His eyelights are wide as he stares up at her, and she tips her sunglasses down the bridge of her nose to meet his gaze.  “I already think you look cool.”

“Y..YOU DO?”  His eyelights instantly shift into stars.  She grins, nodding.

“Dude, you’re a literal skeleton on a motorcycle.  It doesn’t get much cooler than that.”

Huh.  He never thought of it like that, but now that she’s mentioned it.. that does sound super cool!  His confidence is back, and he mweh heh’s a couple of times, squaring his shoulders.  “WELL, I CAN’T ARGUE WITH THAT LOGIC!  AND.. I DO KINDA MISS MY BANDANNA.”

“Well, why don’t you go change, and then we can race?”

He blinks, his head tilting.  “WHY DO I NEED TO CHANGE TO RACE?”

The biker chick grins, sliding a finger across his jaw, before she hooks the end of his sunglasses through the collar of his shirt.  “Because we’re not going to race here.”  He looks confused, and she smirks. “We’re going to race to dinner.”

And that’s how Blueberry scored a date with a smokin’ hot biker chick.  Red and Edge take all the credit for scoring him that date.  

copyrobot1  asked:



1. Indigo and Amaranth mainly resemble their late mother Nama

2. Boba , The owner of paradise reef , is a avid fisherman and uses nothing but his best catches at the restaurant.

3. Indigo was a promising pro splatoon player but gave it up to help with the family restaurant, passing on her weapon to Amaranth.

4. Cousin Wasabi came to live with his extended family, helping them out as a delivery boy. He rides a moped.

5. Amaranth wears glasses, but doesn’t use them that often, choosing to wear contacts most of the time.

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It’s hard to articulate feelings. Sometimes, a change of scenery is all you need.

paring: Kageyama ritsu & Hanazawa teruki (can be interpreted as romantic)

warnings: none

a late bday gift for @terusmom for producing That Good Content thank u

read on ao3 or below the cut

“Hey, Hanazawa?”


“Can I uh… ask you something? I probably should have asked you sooner but….”

“…What is it?”

“Why do you still talk to me?”

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anonymous asked:

Toshinori (Of course)


I see him as a tea person, especially herbal teas such as Assam or green. As they are beneficial to the health and toshi wants to stay healthy

I feel that Toshinori can play the piano. He has pretty long fingers, so it would be best. (Either that or a violin XD). But in his All Might form, he has a preference for drums. 

Toshi has an array of suits. Different colours, for different occasions, different styles. Just suits, suits and more suits.

Another hc I have is that he loves action movies, not just superhero films, but films Die hard,  The Bourne Ultimatum and Kill Bill (I personally love this film). And he tends to make a lot of references from them.

In his prime days, I hc that Toshi used to ride Mopeds, like he would have a nice yellow one and he would just go around the town on it. But after the fight, he just stopped. He still has it, but it’s in the garage for another day..

I love my new job!

My job is pushing tiny electronic parts into packages on a reel similar to a film, and to inspect said parts to find imperfections.

I get my own little station where I’m left alone for the most part, and I have the choice of sitting down or standing up. I’m so focused on my work that time flies by. My co-workers and bosses are super friendly. My boss even released me from work fifteen minutes early one day because a storm was coming and they knew I ride a moped. We get to listen to music and eat pizza. It’s full time and I’m getting valuable experience that can get me into bigger and better-paying jobs in the future.

Best of all? I get weekends off!

No more retail! I’m free free free!

but guys I don’t think we talk enough about some of the shenanigans Tadashi, Hiro, GoGo, Honey, Fred, and Wasabi would’ve gotten into before the fire. just imagine this for a sec

  • playing soccer outside SFIT together, Hiro and GoGo are team captains
  • cramming onto the crowded cable cars together in order to get around San Fransokyo
  • going to the movies but everyone wants to see something different and Fred ends up smuggling in tons of candy, stealing everyone’s 3D glasses on the way out
  • Honey takes them all to the mall and they have to follow her around all her girly stores
  • nerf gun fights inside SFIT   until Callaghan gets ticked
  • Cass recruiting them all to work at the café for a day and it’s utter chaos
  • Hiro staying at the nerd lab helping the gang pull all-nighters
  • Wasabi taking them all to the library and constantly trying to keep Hiro and Fred quiet
  • GoGo and Tadashi trying to teach them all how to ride a moped
  • just getting into all sorts of trouble as a wacky group of friends