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carsthatnevermadeitetc · 2 years

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Healey by Caton, 2022 (1953). A restomod based on the BN1 Austin Healey 100 that has been rebuilt and re-engineered using the car’s original 2,954cc 4-cylinder engine upgraded with a a steel crankshaft, upgraded bearing shells, high compression pistons, a race camshaft and H8 carburettors, mated to a modern 5-speed manual gearbox. The front suspension has been upgraded to double-wishbone and adjustable coil spring units. Production will be limited to 25 cars which will be built to individual customers’ specifications. The cars will cost around £500,00 depending on final specs

#Caton #Healey by Caton #Austin Healey 100 #restomod #1953 #1950s #1950s style #limited edition #special edition #2022 #roadster #open roof #restoration project #Austin Healey

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rafaelmartinez67 · 8 months

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Jean Cusset, ateo con excepción de la vez que por primera vez vio en un café a la que sería su compañera de vida, dio un nuevo sorbo a su martini –con dos aceitunas, como siempre– y continuó:

—En México escuché un curioso dicho de tono religioso: ’Tú te das golpes de pecho nomás cuando te atragantas’. Entiendo que se aplica a aquellos que vuelven su mirada a Dios sólo en momentos de apuro, de sufrimiento o de peligro.

Dio un nuevo sorbo a su martini y prosiguió:

—Acordarse de lo divino en tiempos de dificultad es muy humano. Muchos hay que en la vejez –difícil época– se vuelven rezadores e iglesieros como el don Guido de que habló Machado. Sienten que la vida se les va, y el miedo de la muerte, y de lo que puede haber después de ella, los hace pensar en cosas en las que no pensaban antes. Yo creo que Dios no se los toma a mal. Él nos espera siempre y nos recibe con los brazos abiertos. Para eso los abrió en la cruz.

Así dijo Jean Cusset. Y dio el último sorbo a su martini, con dos aceitunas, como siempre.

#jean cusset #caton #armando fuentes aguirre #sobre la marcha #martini #Dios #vida #filosofia

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roughridingrednecks · 21 days

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Caton

#caton #cosplay #hat #smoker #beard #cigar #long hair #long beard

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philoursmars · 2 years

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Retour à mon projet de présenter la plupart de mes 53880 photos (nouveau compte approximatif !)

2014. Marseille au printemps. Au MuCEM, il y avait une autre très belle expo : “Bronzes de Méditerranée”, surtout axée sur les bronzes romains trouvés à Volubilis (Maroc)

- Marc-Aurèle (Italie)

- Césarion, un peu flippant ! (Marseillan, Languedoc)

- Caton (Volubilis)

- Juba II (Volubilis)

- Thésée terrassant le Minotaure (Lixus - Maroc)

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amnglobal · 4 months

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davidyandrin-blog · 1 year

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AI绘图是吧？不能说是一模一样，只能说是毫无关系 #ai #art #acg #caton #anime #nohash #notag https://www.instagram.com/p/Cl040I7MpCG/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#ai #art #acg #caton #anime #nohash #notag

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holyghostbelle · 4 months

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Call the shots

dark!Oliver quick x fem!reader

TW:DUBCON? DARK!OLIVER(it's literally him though so idk)slight reader x felix, but also oliver pinning over felix because no ones mentioning that??? ed mention reader and Oliver lowkey hate each other I guess. ( eventual smut) minors dni or ill sleep with your dad requests are open !!

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He’s alluring,he pulls you apart with his teeth, sucking out your blood,he's messy. Loud and brash, but sometimes he's just Oliver, who's begging to pick you apart and get under your skin.

You sit. Still, stoic and smoking, Oliver can't read your face. He hates it. Flattery doesn't get you. You're not jealous or insecure, your love falls as far as a piece of string for the love of your friends and the only addiction you face is nicotine. Easily overcome-able, because you only really smoke outside his window at night.

He really hates it, hes half naked and the moonlight reflects of the lake onto the bare chest of his body, your on the steps, large striped blue shirt and a pair of matching shorts, white socks just grazing the height of your calf, the big thick brown reading glasses that fall to the tip of your nose and you take another cancerous puff off your cigarette. He watches your lips part, the glossy shine catching the light of orange embers. You gaze up at him, through thick lashes, he hides into the shadows, but your eyes still find him. The curtains close.

He needs to get rid of you, he swears he will.

You sit under the scorching embrace of the summer sun, finding solace by the poolside in the English heat, Clad in a short white sundress shielding your eyes with oversized sunglasses, you turn the page of your book,spine bent into itself. Oliver collapses into a chair next to you, grinning lopsidedly.

“What are you reading?

“Perfume”

“Enchanting, has he started killing people yet?”

“No” you answer monatonly.

“Oh” his eyes examine you, a lingering curiosity.

You stand quickly, chucking your book into the chair. Hands reaching at the see through dress, you reveal a red gingham swimsuit. Your head cocks to the side, eyes bearing into his, you don't smile, there's a pause, your eyes squint at him wandering up and down his body, and you walk backwards before turning and diving into the pool. You don't come up for a minute and Oliver begins to think you've started to drown after seconds go by.

Venetia smiles against her cigarette in the lounge chair, she's reading vogue, eyes grazing against the small fragile bodies of the models.

“She does that, she'll come up in a minute, she's not dead.”

“She's very blunt, is she always like that?”

“She tells it straight,” Venetia says.

Oliver stares at the pool, bubbles erupting out the water as you come up. You push your hair out the way of your eyes and glance up at him, black mascara running down your face.

You think he's so small.

You sit on the weather stone steps, wrapped up in a silk nightgown and loose pink cardigan that slumps over your shoulder, red lipped. The crickets chirped rhythmically against the summer buzzing. There's a quiet anticipation in the air, a thickening tension. Your eyes linger on the window of his. A hand comes to view in the light, curtain being pulled closed Oliver waits for a moment, until a soft whisper slips through the opened window, and a giggle. And it's evident that you're not alone anymore. As two pairs of footsteps clatter against the stone steps.

“Why don't you like him?” It's Felix’ voice, soft and calming, interrupting the night's silence.

“i think he's obsessive, he's obsessed with you” you respond

Felix laughs as Oliver pauses to shift the curtains, taking a peep at the pair under his window. He thinks you've pushed yourself against the wall, your leg peeking out from the silk gown, he hears a lighter and smells the cigarette you've lit. Felix is pushed against your body, he's not sure what part of your body is really you.

“No he’s not”

You twist your body around, leaning against the steps.

“You always chose the weird ones, who was the last one, Sam?”

“Eddie”

“Oh! Eddie, i remember when he got so drunk he puked all over that painting in the red room and your mum made him pay to get it cleaned after him and well you know”

“So gross, he used to steal your cigarette butts with the lipstick stained on them. The housekeeper found them littered under his bed for weeks after he left.”

“Always the weird ones, little freaks.” you whisper, and then you chuckle and he swears it's the first time he's seen you really smile. It's almost angelic when you breathe in your cigarette. The smoke surrounds your face before it disperses.

Felix grins, and suddenly he's pulling you in for a kiss, arms wrapping around your waist, but you push him away.

“Not tonight felix, girls night with Venetia, told her i wouldnt fuck you anymore as-well, i really promised this time”

“You always say that” Felix grins, arms pulling you in for a hug as he turns his back on Oliver's window. Your eyes gaze up at him,the light catching on his blue eyes as you quickly pull apart from felix.

“Are you sure he's asleep?” you question.

“Yeah,why?”

“Something just moved” you point at the movement of the curtains as Oliver shifts backwards keeping his ear close to the window.

You don't see Felix for another couple of nights, you don't wait outside Oliver's window.

Farleighs gone.

And then,

suddenly.

Felix Catton is dead.

And the only person who's kept some semblance of sanity at Saltburn is Oliver, who everyone clings onto. He's the gift who keeps giving.

A day before the funeral, you wait outside Oliver's window again, you're wearing Felix's blue Ralph Lauren jumper, arms way too big for your own as the sleeves fall off your fingers, they slip back down after you pull them up your arms and you eventually give up, your face is wet, the scent of felix lingers.

Oliver pulls on a blue shirt, stepping into trainers before making his way down.

He joins you for the first time, there's three cigarettes laid out on the stone steps and a white lighter is clutched into your hands.

“There's one for you Oliver” you don't turn around to face him, but he can feel the grimace, through your face.

“We’ve never really spoken have we?” Oliver questions.

“I dont think ive ever liked you, that's why.”

“So why now?” he mirrors the way you're sitting.

“Because of Felix '' you whimper, you catch your face in your hands, sniffling you bring your face up to meet him. Eyes finally meeting without anything between them.

“I loved him, I think, I think I loved him and i'll never get to tell him that” you splutter.

“Everyone did”

You squint at him “But not like you did, right?”

“Sorry?” Oliver looks confused, eyebrows raised.

You grin at him, eyes not smiling back, wiping the tears from your wet hot cheeks, you puff your chest out.

“I saw the way you looked at him, you were obsessed, Are you gay Oliver? No? heard you slept with Farleigh, and nearly Venetia.” you chuckle “it's just so sad, your just so sad”

You pout at him. His eyes change, they look through you instead of at you.

“You're not really shy are you? I thought you were so insipid at first, like a poor child, I almost felt sorry for you, gosh I was so stupid” your head cocks to the side and Oliver's eyes darken.

“But my oh’ my, you so confident arent you, I mean come on, I saw the way Venetia reacted after that night and-” you ponder, “ Well, she actually ate that day , didn't she?it's not like you begged her to either, and now she cant stand you, Felix! well? he’ll hate you forever.” you nod at him, it's almost sincere.

“You play games really well, Oliver, but not me. Never me. Because as much as you pushed I just didn't budge. Couldn't Flatter me Couldnt fuck me.”

You smile at him, your teeth drag your lips into your mouth and they make a popping sound as they return. You blink at him.

“Couldnt fuck him either though could you?” you snicker at him.

Olivers quiet, he doesn't blink, a silhouette of stillness. He thinks. It's calculated.

You go into pat his face before standing but you're stilled, a fierce grip bruises your arm. You stare into his eyes through your lashes.

“You dont scare me” your wrist is still enveloped in his hand.

“No, I do something worse, don't i?” he pulls your arm down trapping you into the stone steps, you wiggle against his grip. He approaches your face.

“I do, don't i? And you hate it, hate the way i make you feel”

You shake your head at him, “your-such-a-freak” your voice drips with venom and olivers lips pursed together, his teeth are grinding, and his grip isnt letting up as it tightens, your wrist is pulsing, its white hot pain that thumps against your chest and you want to scream at him but you can't, your eyes widen and he's pulling you in for a kiss his hand against your head, your eyes don't close, you hand shoves hard against his chest, once and then twice and when he finally pulls away, your face is red with anger.

“You fucking twat” you spit at him.

"You think you can control everything, don't you?" you seethe, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand. "I hope you rot "

Oliver's smirk widens into a malevolent grin. "Hope all you want, baby ,you'll come crawling to me in the end”

You spin on your heel, not looking back as you return to your bedroom. The door slamming shut behind you, you collapse on to your bed, the smell of felix still present on his knit jumper. Thighs rubbing together, you taste the bitter aftermath of Oliver on your tongue, something stirs in your stomach,unshakeable it's dark and brewing inside you.

Felix’s absence is heavy in the air but Oliver begins to loom over you.

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#saltburn 2023 #salt burn 2023 #salt burn fic #oliver quick x reader #oliver quick #Felix caton x reader #barry keoghan #Barry Keoghan x reader

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room42 · 2 years

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Jackie O reveals awkward Michael Caton encounter on-air

Jackie O spilled the beans about an awkward encounter she was involved in with a legendary Australian actor on-air today. It started when Jackie’s co-host Kyle Sandilands took a moment to publicly wish The Castle star Michael Caton a happy 79th birthday during this morning’s show on KIIS, calling him a “legend.” Jackie was more apprehensive in praising the actor – telling Sandilands that “it…

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#awkward #Caton #encounter #Jackie #Michael #onair #reveals

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myrcella-lannister · 2 months

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SALTBURN (2023) WRITTEN AND DIRECTED BY EMERALD FENNELL

#saltburn #saltburn 2023 #jacob elordi #alison oliver #archie madekwe #felix catton #venetia caton #filmgifs #dailyflicks #cinemapix #farleigh start #SICKKKKK #mine

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milenaolesinska · 2 years

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Cato also repeated over and over that Carthage must be destroyed - and the Romans did. Are we facing the same fate as Katragina ??

#russian war #russian imperialism #russia ukraine war #russian agression #ukraine #poland #help for ukraine #putin's war #criminal war #war #roman empire #cartagine #Caton #stop invasion #stop russia #stop putin #stop war

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portraituresque · 9 months

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Richard Caton Woodville - self-portrait

#richard caton woodville #self-portrait

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trueblueboygenius · 4 months

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Jo via Kelli's twitter post!

#jawline....#g od #😵‍💫😵‍💫#josette maskin #kelli caton

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itsrorysstuff · 4 months

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hiii i have a request! could you write something about julien x reader where reader is very much that classic rockstar girlfriend that everybody wants to be if that makes sense 😭

like reader posts several things related to julien/ boygenius and julien is like head over heels with her

pls pls pls and thank u

Ofc! I thought about this allot when I went through my Eddie Munson phase (I’m just a silly little bi girl, plz we don’t have to talk abt him) I think I could do this Justice!

RPF AND IDK WHOS PICS THESE ARE, FOUND MOSTLY ON PINTEREST BUT CREDS TO THEM!

Rockstargf!reader smau

y/n_y/l/n

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y/n_y/l/n my rockstar only 💓

julienrbaker ~all yours 🎸

lucydacus~ what about me 😉

julienrbaker~ she’s mine

y/n_y/l/n~ boys, stop fighting over me 🤭

phoebebridgers~ 🪨⭐️

Y/n_y/l/n

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Y/n_y/l/n my super hot sugar mommy rockstar got me my shirt 💋

julienrbaker~oh so I’m your sugar mommy now?

Y/n_y/l/n~yes ma’am!

kellicaton~hot

Y/n_y/l/n~ thanks babe 💋

whereismuna~what about us?

Y/n_y/l/n~virtual kisses for you 😘😘

Y/n_y/l/n

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Y/n_y/l/n Kelli and I discussed this matter, we get to smooch now too 🤭

julienrbaker~😑

Y/n_y/l/n~😘

kellicaton~ I’m excited 😉

y/n_y/l/n~me too bbg😉😉

jojolovedog~Mr.steal yo girl

Y/n_y/l/n~she’s mine

julienrbaker~yes ma’am I am

Y/n_y/l/n

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Y/n_y/l/n happy birthday, sweet baby. I love you more than life itself. I’m so proud of you and who you are, a real earth angel.

julienrbaker~I love you so much, pretty. Thank you.

Y/n_y/l/n~I love you most

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Y/n_y/l/n tours almost over 🥲

julienrbaker~🥹

lucydacus~gonna miss you so much

phoebebridgers~I’ll miss all my dudes

Y/n_y/l/n

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Y/n_y/l/n and just like that…it’s over. I’m so proud of you all every single day, you belong on that stage. Thank you for having me, I’m so eternally grateful for you and this experience. The boys forever.

julienrbaker~couldn’t have done it without my girl.

Y/n_y/l/n~so happy I got to be there ❤️

lucydacus~thank you for all the support. I love you!

Y/n_y/l/n~I love you!!!

phoebebridgers~boygenius forever. y/n forever. I love you dude!

Y/n_y/l/n~I love you my dude!!!

#julien baker fanfic #julien baker x reader #julien baker fluff #boygenuis #boygenius x reader #lucy dacus #phoebe bridgers #lucy dacus x reader #phoebe bridgers x reader #kelli caton #josette maskin #muna x reader

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random-brushstrokes · 26 days

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