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Podium celebration for Race 1, Round 5 of 1992 DTM season at Hockenheimring, as Ellen Lohr became the only women to have ever won a DTM race.
She won over her two teammates (Bernd Schneider and Keke Rosberg) and also set the fastest lap.
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#thank you tumblr user christiangeistdorfer for talking about beate nodes and dtm which led me to her. yipppeee!!!#like i never watch dtm but yessssss beautiful butch woman with beautiful smile! i love women ! womennnnn!!!!!#wim#women in motorsport#dtm#da queues
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I'm nearly a decade overdue for a new ref sheet of this frickin nerd but I'M DOING IT
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WiM? Segment 1: Naomi
"Daddy, I'm home!" Naomi calls from the front door, slamming it closed and tossing her backpack on the floor. Before she knows it, she's swept in Luke's arms in a tight embrace.
"How was-"
"Ahem." The voice makes them both stop as she glances down at her backpack, grabbing it and smiling sheepishly at Jasper.
"Sorry... I'm just so tired."
"I don't need to hear excuses, just footsteps going upstairs." Naomi makes a face at the tall blonde man she calls her father but heaves a sigh and turns to do as instructed. Luke tosses an arm around her shoulders and follows her upstairs.
"I wanna hear all about your first day of high school," he tells her, making her smile once more.
"Oh, you won't believe who has my homeroom class with me!"
"Who?"
"Sammy!" This makes Luke make a face as he glances at her with narrowed eyes.
"You mean that boy you wouldn't stop prattling on about last year?"
"Yes!"
"The one you shared your first kiss with?"
"Yes."
"The same one who broke your heart at the end of the year and nearly died at your dad's hands?" Now she hesitates before replying.
"... yes..."
"Why do you do this to us?" He sighs dramatically. "Are you trying to make your father a murderer?" She says nothing now as they reach her door and she throws it open to toss her bag inside.
"It's not a big deal, daddy. We're just friends now."
"Really? You're friends with a guy you have a massive cru-"
"Had a massive crush on. We're over it." Just then, her phone dings and she quickly glances at it, beaming. This makes Luke's eyebrow lift as if to say yeah, right. Had.
She glances over then rolls her eyes.
"It's nothing, daddy. Stop worrying so much!"
"I'm a little worried you're not worrying enough. You know how your father is." She makes another face and throws her bag on her bed, plopping down to reply to the text. Luke glances over her shoulder, to which she pulls her screen away from his sight.
"How about some privacy?" She snips, mood shifting now that she's chatting with him. Luke's eyes narrow.
"I don't want you seeing this boy again, Naomi. He hurt you so much last year."
"Nothing's going to happen, daddy, it's just a text message! Now get out." Now she stands to shove him out the door. He turns to open his mouth to say something, but before he can get a word out edgewise, the door is slammed in his face.
He puts his hand on the knob but doesn't turn it.
"Dinner's in an hour," he calls, innerly sighing. She's going to get hurt again, he just knows it... and it took all summer for him to convince Jasper not to murder him...
How is he going to react knowing they're back in touch and in homeroom together? He'd better shmooze the shit out of his boyfriend.
He walks downstairs to catch Jasper taste testing their supper and humming approval but muttering about something and going into the cupboards to grab some spices.
"Hey, handsome," Luke greets casually. Jasper's muscles visibly tense, to which Luke hesitates to continue. He knows Jasper is a master at reading him.
"She's going back to that boy, isn't she?" Jasper asks instantly. Luke flinches but takes a deep breath.
"No... but she is in class with him... and... she is text-"
"NAOMI!" Before Luke can finish his response, Jasper is at the bottom of the staircase, calling up to their daughter. His tone is more than giving away his annoyance. "GET YOUR BUTT DOWN HERE THIS INSTANT!"
The door swings open and Naomi can be seen peering down at both of her parents, Luke looking apologetic and Jasper looking impatient.
"What is it, father?"
"Did I ask you to talk from up there? Get down here now." She narrows her eyes in Luke's direction with an expression of betrayal and storms down the stairs, following her parents to the livingroom and throwing herself on the couch, arms crossed and body slouched.
"Fath-"
"You don't get to speak until asked to," Jasper snaps crossly. She huffs but falls into silence. Luke glances between father and daughter and sighs, knowing arguing with Jasper's attitude would be futile and would only turn his wrath in both directions. Naomi is staring him down from her seat across from them.
"So your daddy tells me that you're in class with that boy," he says after a moment of silence between all in the room. She huffs and glares in Luke's direction but says nothing confirming nor denying her father's claims. "This is where you speak, young lady."
"Yes I am," she snaps, offering no other words, eyes not even budging a centimeter. Jasper continues to stare at her as he leans forward, resting his elbows on his knees as he does.
"You are not to speak to him. You are not to look at him-"
"That's going to be hard to do considering we're science lab partners!"
Jasper sits up straighter, looking horrified.
"You're in chemistry together?" He asks, voice hushed.
"That's right, Jasper. We have Chemistry." She looks smug at the look of horror that crosses his face at her words and stands.
"If that is all, I will be going to my room." As Luke glances at Jasper in silence, Jasper says nothing, brain seeming to be attempting to grasp the new information and short circuiting in doing so. She smirks and turns on her heels to leave.
Luke follows her out.
"That was cruel," he mutters.
"He's cruel," she returns with a shrug. "Besides... it's true." And this time, it's Luke's turn to be horrifically silent. She smirks again, goes to the staircase, turns to him and winks.
"Thanks for the talk, daddy." She blows him a kiss and races up the stairs to continue texting with the boy she hopes to get back together with this year.
Father and daddy remain downstairs, not even registering that dinner is now burning on the stove.
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HEY!!!! I'm back!
Okay, so I never fully and really left, BUT I am now back on tumblr and active again!
I'm actually active in alot of things latley that's @markiplier related.
The biggest thing is I actually had a hand with the recently released fan Project of WHO IS MARKIPLIER.
WHICH if you've not heard of it, it's a fan interactive created by over 30+ people who are fans of Markiplier himself. In it, i play Jim.
What role Jim has, I won't spoil, BUT if you want to please check it out, share it, show some love and support to the project cause ALOT of amazing people worked hard for this one with the writing, acting, and editing.
-- Markifloof
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#wim#who is markiplier#markiplier fan project#markiplier#jim#wilford warfstache#fan project#interactive#youtube#funny#cosplay#Youtube
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still one of my top 10 silly drawings I made.
Based on this video
#javier tomas#darcy#adrian calce#stygian#zelig#wim#mustang#roycer mccoy#chaser#ocs#my ocs#nickel2sulfate#scribbles#2020
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Tonari no Hana wa Kyo mo Ichiban Kakkoii
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tons of love and gratitude to all my rp pseudokids and family, and to my rp homes mcr, apoe, out, wim, otyt, etcetera ❤️❤️❤️ thank you always for putting up with my pinball machine brain😘
<3
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Key Factors to Consider When Choosing a Weigh-in-Motion (WIM) System for Your Project
In today's fast-paced world, transportation infrastructure plays a critical role in facilitating the movement of goods and people. With increasing demands on our roads and bridges, it's essential to implement effective systems for monitoring and managing traffic flow.
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Hi, is this Mrs. Dyingofdiseasextraterrestrialorigin? … Yes, hi, my name is Susan I’m calling from Dr. Aliendoctor’s office, I’ve got some news …. .
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Perfect Days (2023)
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Rena Blome and Wiltraud Bärdges with their #13 Talbot Samba Rallye, 1984 Intl. ADAC-Saarland Peugeot-Talbot Rallye.
(They came first in the B9 class and 8th overall)
#also hey do you know rena was like 1st option for the 1986 peugeot seat before michèle was eventually chosen instead#rally#cars#women in motorsport#wim
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What is Morality? Intro: Hero Complex
Yet again, that villain called Alan has been bested by Statesville’s favorite hero. We thank you for your service, Joseph, and thank you for giving us yet another day of peace and safety.
Jasper’s boyfriend turned off the television and turned to Jasper with a blank expression on his face.
“What?” Jasper finally asked when he turned his gaze to the man on the couch, feeling his gaze burning holes in the back of his head.
“You promised, Jaspy.” Jasper heaved a sigh of annoyance but offered no response at first, returning to cutting the onion. Luke watched him silently before huffing and adding, “Seriously, you’re the only person I’ve ever met that can cut an onion without shedding a single tear.”
Jasper’s bottom lip twitched at that as he heard Luke move from the couch to his side, wrapping his arms around his waist and kissing his shoulder.
“Jasper, we need to talk about this.”
“What is there to talk about?” Jasper finally snipped, cutting more roughly now, his annoyance more than evident at Luke’s prying words.
“How about the fact that you promised me you’d stop sneaking off to play superhero. We have someone else we need to consider now,” Luke returned, dropping his hands from Jasper’s waist and frowning deeply. “You told me when we started a family, you’d hang up the hero cap. Yet the television is telling me that you’ve broken that promise you made to me. Do you want to endanger our little girl’s life?”
Luke jabbed an upset finger in the direction of their sleeping infant and this made Jasper pause only a second to glance in the direction he pointed. She looked like an absolute angel. He thought he could stop when they adopted their first together… but if anything, it drove his hero complex crazy knowing there was so much danger out there, waiting for her. Things he could make go away.
“Jasper-”
“No. I’ve had enough of this. I’m doing this for her. Do you want her to grow up in a world where people like that-” Jasper jabbed the tip of his knife in the direction of the tv that had been turned off and was now silent “-roam the streets, knowing they’re safe from consequences?”
Luke was clearly upset by the unstated words of that statement and took a step back.
“You know I don’t want that, Ja-”
“Then stop fucking lecturing me,” Jasper interrupted, returning to cutting the onion. “Dinner will be ready in five. Go get her ready for dinner.” Luke opened his mouth as though to say something else but knew that arguing any further would be futile. While he didn’t like it, his words made sense.
He sighed and went to the couch to grab their daughter. This conversation was far from over.
#my writing#creative writing#writers of tumblr#writeblr#short story#heroes and villains#heroes & villains#what is morality#wim
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“Every film is political. Most political of all are those that pretend not to be: 'entertainment' movies. They are the most political films there are because they dismiss the possibility of change. In every frame they tell you everything's fine the way it is. They are a continual advertisement for things as they are.”
— Wim Wenders
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