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seat-safety-switch · 3 months

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One of my more accomplished friends is an MRI operator. When we first got talking about what we did for a living, I didn't get very interested. Now, don't think I'm some kind of elitist snob. My career (freelance journalist/greasy dirtbag) is a laugh-a-minute thrill ride, where you're as likely to get hunted down by friends of corrupt small government as you are to throw up in the back of a diesel-swapped Geo Metro being used to chase cows back into the paddock. It's set the bar very, very high.

By comparison, MRIs are boring healthcare stuff, meant for taking extremely high-quality pictures of people's junk all day long. Those pictures are then viewed by doctors, who will sneer at those people for not eating enough cauliflower. Just an absolute snore, which although involving a cool machine that's very loud, didn't fascinate me in the least.

That is, until they mentioned The Quench. In case you're unfamiliar, MRI machines operate on the principles of magnetism (that's the "M.") Big-ass magnets are used to send pulses throughout the machine, and those pulses are inconveniently blocked by chunks of your body standing in the way. By recording how irritated those magnets are, we can figure out what's going on inside your shit. Of course, you need big, big magnets for this, you're not running down to the grocery store and diagnosing a brain misfire using that cute little toddler-art-retainer shaped like a frog.

Sometimes, when shit really goes wrong, you need to stop the magnetism in a hurry. Maybe a patient walked in with a fully loaded firearm, and the magnets are now using it to shoot the inside of the machine. Perhaps you just decided that you would like to end your career. Either way, hitting the "quench" button douses those magnets with several hundred thousand dollars' worth of liquid helium, which makes them stop doing magnet-y things and start racking up billable hours for the MRI maintenance guy. This kind of highly expensive mechanical failure is my jam, and I asked immediately where I could get me some of those quenched-up magnets. Surely, they wouldn't reuse anything they've beaten up in this way?

My so-called friend figured out what I was up to, and clammed up almost immediately. Almost. He gave me just enough information for my inquisitive journalistic mind to figure out that they just chuck these big-ass magnets into the dumpster out back of the hospital, and someone with an enterprising enough mindset could then un-chuck them into the back of, say, a U-Haul van with the license plate removed after being careful to avoid all the security cameras along the way. Not that I would do such a thing, especially because it involves driving through a particularly weak chain-link fence near the seniors' centre.

Coincidentally, are you coming to my unveiling of my new magnetic-levitation Volare-launching system this weekend? I promise to listen very intently to whatever bullshit you say about your boring job, you'll love it. The Mayor is gonna be there, cut the ribbon and everything. Shit. Siri, remind me to get plastic scissors for The Mayor.

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connordraws · 6 months

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Truckin n fuckin, tits n ass, wood chuck chuckin n diesel gas, made for leisure n forced to behave, when goin apeshit is all that I crave.

#sketches

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skzpixiekaifei · 3 months

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Taglist: @mynameisnotlaura, @palindrome969

Scene 1: Maniac world tour 2022 V live with her brother

Kai is sitting on a couch in an unfamiliar setting, pictures of her family barely seen with her old as hell phone. Kai: Hello! She giggled, waving her hand around excitedly as a greeting. She looks down at the tablet with the live pulled up, watching comments. Kai: I’m in my childhood home, that's why it’s so weird looking. Someone off screen: It isn’t weird looking!! You’re weird looking! Kai glared at the person off screen Kai: This is why I’m the favorite child, Bo. I don’t interrupt you when you're working! Bo: Because I refuse to let you near it, roach Kai: I hope you die in the worst possible way, Fei Bo Bo: If it means getting away from your ugly face, I'll gladly take that chance She takes off her slipper and chucks it at Bo off screen. You could tell by the way he immediately yelled after. Kai: MOM!! He hit me!! An older woman off screen: Bo, don’t hit your sister! Bo: I didn’t DO anything!! She hit ME!! Kai giggles at the chaos unfolding in the kitchen, her mom scolding her older brother who was glaring at Kai.

Scene 2: Instagram livestream titled “Changbin simp club”

Kai is laying in her bed, watching the stream go by, bundled in blankets Kai: Oh my god! This reminds me of the bubble conversation I saw—Yes, I use bubble, but I’m forbidden to post on there. Something about “Maintaining idol image”, which is BS but anyway. She sits up, brushing the hair out of her face Kai: OKAY! So, I keep seeing posts about Changbin going around, and my lizard brain is going crazy at some of the pictures. BIN!! Get in here!! The door opened, letting in a beam of soft light against her purple lights. Changbin unceremoniously plops himself on her lap, facing her stomach. Kai runs her hands through his curly hair. Kai: So, you guys know I have a thing for muscles, right. I mean, look at this man She picks up his arm, squishing the muscle before biting his Bicep. Changbin: Hey! He whined, before blowing air onto her stomach, causing her to laugh hard. Kai: Okay, you can go now She pressed a kiss to the area she bit, and he walked out, closing the door Kai: Now, his boobs-

Scene 3: Kai and her affinity for man boobs

Kai: Hanji!! She runs up to him in his diesel shirt w/ the boob window. They were filming a skz talker, and she didn’t realize before it was too late Han: What- HUH??! She cups his chest and sticks her head inside it, effectively motorboating him. She walks away, satisfied and Han just stood there in shock

It was during SKZ talker 48, when she was getting her makeup done, Seungmin walked over and sat on her lap, shocking the artist. She rolled her eyes and groped his chest, getting a squeak from the man. Said man ran away after calling her a pervert.

During the live show (The one where Hyunjin and Lee Know did the troublemaker challenge), Kai is told to do a dance challenge with Changbin and Chan. Kai, in English: I'm with the big titty gang Chan: huH?!? Chan chases after her and slings her across his shoulder.

An episode of Chan’s room, Chan was talking about how clingy Kai was Chan: Oh yeah! (He laughs, all shy now) She is big on the chest area, for some reason? I don’t get it, but- He gets cut off with Kai running into the room and jumping on Chan in his chair. He does a little scream, Kai shoving her face into his chest while whining Kai: Don’t give away my secrets, boob man! She falls off the chair hard and ran out of the room, cackling as he looked after her, perplexed

Scene 4: Young Pixie being a menace without realizing it

Kai: Minho hyung!! Kai is in the haunted house with the other members. She is partnered with Lee Know and Han Lee Know: Kai-ah! It’s improper to call your elders hyung when you are a girl Kai stares blankly at Lee know. Kai: Would you rather me call you motherfuc-

During the English debate, she is put on the team with less English speakers to make it more even. Kai: (Mocking the Australians when they laugh at their team) PrAwN oN tHe BaRbIe Felix, right back at her: Oh my god, Stephanie, do you want to go out to the mall today? (Imitating a valley girl accent) Kai: That’s not even the right accent! Do you want to meet your ancestors? (She holds up a fist, getting hysteric laughs from her members)

Kai is watching her members greet the audience, and when it was time for her to introduce herself, she froze, forgetting her line completely(She just had to introduce herself) Kai: Hello, my name is Bang Chan and you’re watching Disney channel (Proceeds to do the Disney Channel logo)

Kai starting the trend of her members mocking JYP. Their first performance, she is seen in the background imitating JYP’s singing of their debut.

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muertawrites · 2 years

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surprising eddie at work by bringing him lunch

you stroll into the garage of thacher tire like you own the place, instantly recognized by the motley men on staff, all of them greeting you with smiles and shouts because it's nice to see a pretty, familiar face.

"munson! your escort service is here!"

he appears from somewhere deep in the garage, grinning like an idiot as he chucks a dirty cloth at the coworker who summoned him. he's happy as all hell to see you.

it's a hot day. he's got his hair pulled back at the nape of his neck, fringe held out of his face with a messily rolled bandana. his coveralls hang loose around his hips, exposing the black tank top and inked skin underneath.

"hey there, kitten."

his arm wraps around your shoulders as he pulls you in for a kiss. he smells like diesel and sweat and pure hot man and for a moment you feel dizzy.

he still gives you butterflies.

you hold up the paper bag in your hand; something cheap and greasy from his favorite fast food chain. you usually try to cook for him, get him to take a little better care of himself, but sometimes it's nice to indulge. his eyes brighten.

"for me?"

he kisses you again. his hand falls on your hip and gives it an affectionate squeeze.

"you're too good to me, darlin'."

you eat lunch in the back of his van, listening to one of his mixtapes and sharing about your respective days. it doesn't matter what's going on outside - with eddie, everything is okay.

#muerta's works #eddie munson #eddie munson blurb #eddie munson headcanon #eddie munson drabble #eddie munson x reader fluff #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #i need to love someone so badly y'all #eddie munson imagine

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sam-dugesian · 6 months

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"If your man does the dishes he's gay"

Arnold Schwartzenegger

Sylverter Stallone

Bruce Willis

Wesley Snipes

Denzel Washington

Keanu Reaves

Shaq

Shaft

Mr. T

Chuck Norris

Bruce Lee

Jackie Chan

Chris Rock

Will Smith

Dr. Dre

Tupac

Snoop Dogg

Dwane Johnson

Vin Diesel

Michael Jordan

and here's the best part of all are you ready for this?

that's right

so misogynists... what song do you want played at your funeral?

#super straight #idiots will be stupid #you're welcome

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chopper-base · 2 months

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Me: *chilling on my break in my work truck*

My coworker: *comes up behind me in his truck and hits his lights and sirens*

Me: *proceeds to accidentally chuck my phone and drop my lunch*

Me: motherfuc- DIESEL, YOU ASSHOLE-

#so yeah #got the absolute shit scared out of me-#i could see him laughing through ky rearview

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itsmalachitenow · 11 days

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MORE CHUCK HEADCANONS!

You guys seemed to really like my last post, so I'm sharing the other headcanons I've gathered for my personal take on Chuck since then. Get ready for angst!

Chuck did, in fact, hit Gus with the Ghost Train. It was an accident, and to this day he's incredibly broken up about it. Gus, on the other hand, isn't nearly as upset about being dead. He will, however, use his death to guilt Chuck into doing things for him because he knows just how awful Chuck feels about it. Any time Gus wants a new game system or toy, if Chuck isn't too keen on getting it for him, Gus will just bring up that Chuck ran him over and now he's stuck here, and Chuck will look utterly miserable as he climbs into his wheelchair to leave the Ghost Station.

Chuck is very talented at many different types of instruments, including but not limited to: piano, trumpet, saxophone, violin, harp, french horn, clarinet, cello, and oboe.

He can also sing very well. He is a baritone.

Chuck's true full name is Carlo Toscanini. He prefers the Chuck nickname, though, because it sounds like a train noise. He likes train noises!

Because he's been alone for so long, Chuck is incredibly self conscious about needing any kind of help because he's disabled. Especially when he's in his chair. The idea of being helped and not having to do it all himself is completely foreign to him, and he absolutely abhors the idea of needing to rely on someone else to help him do what he sees as 'basic things'. He would rather struggle by himself than swallow his pride and ask a loved one to get involved.

Related: If you touch this man's wheelchair without asking him first, he is going to run you over with it.

Chuck will never finish his 'magnum opus'. He is a perfectionist, and hasn't had what he considers a 'good' piece in decades because he's constantly going back and changing them, never satisfied with the results. Even if he does finish a musical composition or opera, he will always find some fault with them afterwards and not want to dwell on them. Being alone for so long with no real audience for his works other than Gus (who doesn't really understand or care as much because he's a kid) means he's his only critic, and he will always be his worst critic.

Chuck makes his own coffee and is a total snob about drinking anyone else's. It tastes like diesel, but it'll keep you awake for three days straight.

This man does not have a consistent schedule for anything other than 'work'. Food, sleep, self care, all of it comes second to his job and to his music.

He has chronic insomnia, and horrible nightmares whenever he does drift off to sleep, so Chuck prefers to just keep going for as many days as possible until his body physically cannot stay awake anymore.

Because he's lived so long, Chuck can barely remember any of his early life, and that terrifies him. He remembers the name of his hometown, he remembers he had a father who was a conductor, but everything else is a blur. He can't remember his parents' names, their faces, whether he had siblings or not...those memories are gone forever, and Chuck will never get them back.

His biggest regret is not saying goodbye to his family the night he left to join the Train.

Chuck is also terrified of going back to his hometown, because he knows it will be entirely different from what little he remembers. If he never returns, he can always pretend it's still the way he was when he left it, and ignore the gravity of his choice to join the Ghost Train.

Because he's scared he'll forget other things, Chuck is a compulsive journaler. He writes down the day's events, no matter how trivial, and gives a massive amount of detail about every person he interacts with. He only started doing this about a hundred years ago, once he realized he couldn't remember his family anymore.

Chuck has a small apartment in the Ghost Station. It's small and cramped, but it's a place for him to stay when he's not working, and also for any lovers or loved ones to stay if they're 'living' with him. He has a room entirely dedicated to all of his journals, though the manner of sorting them is known only to Chuck.

#brawl stars chuck #chuck brawl stars #brawl stars #slaps chuck's hat. this bad boy can fit so much angst in him.#my art #my writing

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steam-beasts · 5 months

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Snowy Sea Rescue!

Most of the time, Brendam Docks was quite busy with many dockmen shouting out orders, cargo being lifted and loaded on to ships to and fro, trucks being shunted by Salty as he bantered on with Cranky or even Carly like usual.

But in winter, it was significantly more busy than ever with the Christmas rush, so there are fragile and brittle gifts being held in multiple boxes that are carried out to sea.

Salty's driver's wife had presents which were amongst many gifts that arrived by boat to the docks, and his driver was eagerly anticipating its arrival until today...

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"Fourth cargo ship coming up! Get ready lads... and lass!" The Dock manager called out.

The three dock cranes were hard at work, unloading multiple crates of different gifts on to flatbeds. Salty was also hard at work, shunting as many flatbeds as possible to the right places.

Carly groaned "ANOTHER one?! That's the eighth one today!"

"It's the Christmas rush, Carly. It's a normal thing around 'ere..." Cranky creaked "Anyway, why are YOU complaining? Haven't you ever had a Christmas rush back in Southampton?"

Carly sighed "Yes, but...ugh, I never had to multitask unloading FOUR boats at once! Even a couple years back, it wasn't THIS intense!" She panted, sliding over to another boat. Down on the rails, Salty cackled at the portal crane's groaning "Hahar, sounds like ye are a wee bit rusty in the joints, lassie!" He said.

Big Mickey chuckled quietly "Trust me, you two. Be glad we aren't at Tidmouth Harbour. Over there's probably twice as busy compared to here, since it's the biggest harbour on the island!"

"Couldn't 'ave spoken truer words, me hearty. We'd ALL be tired out if we worked thar. Har....though, t' be truthful, it be takin' it's toll on me as well" Salty admitted a sigh, the work had been a bit straining with Porter away for his big sleep. Cranky and Carly exchanged nervous wide-eyed glances before silently going back to work. They couldn't bear the thought of being at Tidmouth.

Salty's driver poked his head and looked over at one of the ships "Oi, mate! Are there any red crates over there?" He yelled. One of the dockmen securing the crates looked back "Nah, can't say there are any. What about it, pal?"

"It's for me wife!" The driver yelled. Salty's interest peaked when he heard that "Did ye get a present for yer wife, driver?"

His driver smiled "Yep, four rather large ones to be precise. M' hopin' she'll like 'em"

"Oh I'm sure she will" the Dockside diesel chuckled. Just then, a chilly breeze swept through the docks, causing Salty to shiver, his frame rattling. Salty's driver exclaimed and kept a tight grip on the handles "Woah, ol' boy! Easy!"

Salty grunted "I get cold, driver. We diesels don't 'ave fur like the steamies!"

The diesel driver sighed and patted Salty's cab "I know, it's not really your fault. It's the winter! Everythin' around you gets as cold as ice, even the sea!"

Carly shuddered "Couldn't have said it better, Chuck! I took a dip in the water to find fish this morning, and it was freezing! My fins felt really numb and sore!" She said, flapping one of her fins "My operator had to hand-feed me fish"

Everyone murmured in agreement, including the Dock manager who was there to listen. The manager then walked over to Salty's driver with a schedule board "Alright, your crate should be here very soon"

"Hmph! It was supposed to be here yesterday!"

"Sorry. Bad sea conditions were causing the delay, I'm afraid" he shrugged before turning heel and leaving. The driver groaned, shaking his head "This damn weather" He muttered under his breath.

Salty let out a small dog-like whine at hearing his driver's dismay. Christmas Eve would be coming soon, so it made sense why the man was grumpy about it "Don't worry, driver. It will be here soon..."

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It was around 2:00 when the workload had thankfully died down, there were less ships coming in to the docks, and Salty had significantly less flatbeds to shunt. So, the cranes were able to get longer breaks and so did Salty, which was a relief! Working was ok, but admittedly a bit harder being one shunting engine short. But other than that, at least they could rest.

However, the peace and quiet was disrupted by a loud ear-splitting BANG!

Salty's whole body arched upwards like a frightened cat, and he even shrieked like one. Cranky, Carly and Big Mickey all nearly screamed at the loud noise, their poor sensitive ears!

"Flare spotted!" Big Mickey's operator yelled, pointing out into the ocean. Everyone immediately looked to where he pointed, and they all gasped in horror – it was a sinking cargo barge, and its crew were waving frantically for help and shouting.

"They're sinking!! Call the bloomin' Search & Rescue centre! Anyone!" The Dock manager barked from his megaphone. A workman spoke up "We can't! It'll be half an hour until they get 'ere in THIS weather! Those men will be down under by that time!"

The Dock manager was silent for a moment before looking up at the cranes "Do you think one of you three could get over there?"

"We would, chuck! But we're all sensitive to icy water! I got all numb and sore from a swim this morning! I was only in for a few seconds too!"

"Well, we need to get those men out of there somehow !"

Everyone murmured uncontrollably, no one knew what to do...except Salty.

Salty hummed thoughtfully to himself "Hmm...it be dangerous" He thought. Even if it was dangerous, SOMEONE has to risk it! Those crew members' lives were on the line. That's it. He MUST do something.

Salty's driver was on the diesel's footplate, nervously squeezing his handle bars when Salty suddenly jerked him off "Wha–?! Salty!" He exclaimed, landing on the ground with an oof.

Everyone watched with surprise as Salty jumped off the rails and went into his beast form. The monster diesel snarled and darted towards the ocean before jumping off the edge with a big SPLASH!

"Salty?!" Cranky and the diesel's driver gasped, the cranes spinned around to see him swimming towards the sinking boat. Salty wheezed and shivered as he paddled through the water, he was going to save those men no matter what!

His three pairs of limbs ached and clawed at the water, his finned tail giving him a boost. The crew on the sinking barge noticed the engine swimming towards them and all cheered and waved for his attention. Salty grunted and growled, trying to shake off the exhaustion as he reached the barge and its crew.

"Climb aboard, mateys!" He shouted hoarsely, the cold water had seeped into his vents. The crew didn't need to be told twice! They all crawled on top of Salty and held on tight as he bobbed about. Once he made sure everyone was one, Salty was about to leave until something caught his eye – something red.

It was the red crate his driver spoke about, floating on a single, small wooden platform. Conveniently, it was right next to him. Salty's eyes widened and without word, he quickly pulled it towards his buffers and pushed it along as he paddled towards the harbour.

Everyone from the docks watched in amazement as the diesel shunter rescued the whole crew "Salty's doing it!" Big Mickey cheered, and everyone followed suit. Salty's driver smiled "Go on, ol' boy". Despite how things looked from their perspective Salty panted tiredly, his body was numb and aching from all the paddling and the workers' small, but added weight along with pushing the crate was not helping.

Finally, the dockside diesel reached the harbour and found a ladder for the crew to climb. As soon as they all got off, Salty was wheezing and straining his breath, the cold was NOT good for him. Black spots were clouding his vision, along with a mild dizzy sensation, the struggle to breathe properly worsened from the water getting through his vents. It was then he soon realised it – this may be the end.

But he didn't fret, he instead smiled and chuckled wearily "Well, at least I did somethin' brave afore I go... har"" then in a flash, everything went black. The muffled yells from above silenced, and everything went numb...

He hoped everyone was safe.

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The darkness seemed it would go on forever. The silence was nearly deafening. But Salty wasn't afraid.

"Do...do you think he'll wake up, Sir?" Someone piped up. They sounded worried

"I can't say for certain, I'm afraid. We'll just have to wait" someone sighed. They sounded a little anxious, but they were also trying to remain calm.

The darkness then got brighter, big and small blobs taking form. Salty winced and watched as the smallest blobs were shuffling about, their shapes soon gathering more detail as the minutes went on.

"Wait...I think he's waking up..!" One voice exclaimed.

"Thank the lord for that..." another sighed, sounding relieved.

"Well? Step back, all of you! Give Salty some space!" The same voice from before boomed. Finally, Salty's vision fully returned, he could finally see where he was;

Salty was in the Dieselworks! A dim light shine over him. Surrounding him were the employees, and in front of him were none other than his driver and Sir Topham Hatt. Both were relieved to see him awake, as it seemed.

"Salty, ol' boy! Thank God you're awake!" His driver cried as he jogged over. Salty smiled "Ahoy, driver..." he replied tiredly, his driver then scratched under the dockside diesel's chin. Salty purred in response and leaned into the affection, his tail softly thumping against the ground. As soon as that was over, Salty asked "So, uh...wha' happened t' me?"

Sir Topham Hatt then stepped forward "You were a really brave and useful engine, Salty. You fainted right after getting those men back on land! Luckily, you were escorted to the Dieselworks as soon as Carly pulled you out, and the employees here spent 3 hours trying to clear out the water from your insides"

Salty's eyes widened "Well, blimey..." he then looked to his driver, and it was then he remembered the red crate. He didn't remember it being pulled up before he lost consciousness "But...I didn' save me driver's crate o' presents fer his wife..." he said in a quiet, guilty voice. Sir Topham Hatt's gaze softened and he looked to Salty's driver, who said "But you did"

"Aye?"

"After you were taken here, Cranky fished out the crate. I can't thank you enough for getting it..." he explained with soft smile. In return, Salty smiled back.

"Salty...." The Fat Controller began "For your bravery, you will be repainted into a colour of your own choice!"

"Oh, thank ye sir!" Salty said happily.

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A day later, Salty returned to the docks in a clean new red livery that would definitely get James feeling jealous. His buffers still had their oil weathering, but he didn't mind at all.

The cranes and dock men welcomed him back, and all congratulated him on rescuing the crew men.

Salty was very glad that day that he saved the crew, and his driver's crate of gifts. But asides from that, he was just happy to be by the sea, no matter how chilly it could get.

"Ooooh.... don't take me away from the sea, boys! Oooh....doooon't take me away from the sea! Harharhar!!"

#thomas and friends #thomas the tank engine #monster engines #ttte salty #ttte cranky #ttte carly #ttte big mickey #short story

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mountjude · 2 years

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take my breath away (meeting and dating yuichi kimura p.1)

hcs inspired by take my breathe away by berlin

mainly meeting yuichi, friends to lovers

implied fem reader, otherwise gender neutral

you met on the bullet train

your codename was the horror

your handler had you on the train to get rid of the hornet

she was surprisingly hard to find

(considering she was in a costume the whole movie)

it was pretty boring

there was like one interesting part where a guy bumped into a woman serving food and some guys yelled at him

pretty funny

majority of the train ride you were finding dead bodies and watching the same people walk around

"what the fuck"

soon the amount of passengers started getting smaller and smaller each stop

it was somewhat peaceful until literally everything went to shit

soon it was only the horror, the father, the prince, the ladybug and the fruits on the train

you had already realized some sketchy shit was going on once you had found the wolf and hornet early on

from then on your new mission was to find the other hitmen on the train and turn them in, instead

obviously that plan went to shit

you ended up finding lemon before tangerine had, along with yuichi

you hadn't really gotten to know either of them, you just saw them passing on the train

you were with ladybug when tangerine found out prince was a diesel

you were very iffy of her bc of her white girl tears yk

"I do not trust this bitch"

eventually you proved to be correct once the elder showed up

you kinda just got up slowly from your seat and went to sit with the elder while the prince ran down the train

"I think I know where you son is"

you led the elder and ladybug to him and lemon

both yuichi and lemon had woken up

ladybug helped lemon up and the elder and you helped yuichi to his feet

it was a silent ride until the boys started arguing

"YOU FUCKING SHOT ME"

at this point you were exhausted

you hair was fucked up, you had already taken off your heels bc what the fuck, and now these 3 grown ass men were fighting like hooligans

the elder got them to shut up

but it was pretty funny when yuichi jumped on lemons back ngl

you let out a little snort, yuichi glanced up at you

lemon handled the front, ladybug was the distraction, the elder would wait for the white death, while you and yuichi would wait in the middle

you made small talk to pass the time until you arrived in kyoto

"you father says you have a son"

"..yes"

"cool"

you could imagine he was pretty tired, so he gave very short answers

he had a spear he made with ducttape while u had the piece of metal sharp and bent at the end

"so how the fuck are we gonna do this thing"

you established he was gonna hide near the bar while you hid under table

everyone was pretty much fine

you both worked very well together ans got to the front of the train towards the elder

both yuichi and you were on the verge of passing out and throwing up from exhaustion

the train had began to move very VERY fast

yuichi was bleeding ALOT

then he chucked a waterbottle at the white deaths head and the elder got him

then the train got ripped apart while you all were fuckin spinning in the air

you were holding onto a bar attached to seat

yuichi hands started to weaken and he let go of what he was holding onto

tbh he thought he was fucked until you grabbed his wrist

he was holding onto you for dear fuckin life

once the train stopped moving everything was pretty much fucked

everyone was bleeding, bruised and beaten badly

yuichi pulled you out from the rubble and helped you to your feet

you thought everything was fine, since the white death accidently killed himself

then the prince showed up and delivered her monologue

you were pretty much over it and leaning on yuichi shoulder

then she got hit by a truck

"well hot damn"

ladybug left with his handler, and you said your goodbyes to the unlucky guy

your handler unfortunately was still in tokyo

you decided to go home with the elder and father

you would only have to walk a bit until your handler could come get you

"thank you.. for grabbing my hand"

"it was no problem, we are kind of bonded for life now that we've killed hitmen on a bullet train together"

he let out a small chuckle at that

he admired how you could still joke after what had just happened

unbeknownst to the father, the elder gave him a small smile, knowing his son all too well

this was the start of a beautiful friendship <3

yuichi kimura my love <3 im doing the lords work

#yuichi kimura #bullet train yuichi #kimura #bullet train the father #andrew koji #yuichi kimura x reader #bullet train #bullet train imagine

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malvernsims · 2 years

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And here we have the last of the UM defaults - the misc outfits. All ages have fat morphs, adults also have preg morphs. Anything available to adults has been made available to young adults as well. Where applicable I’ve noted if a multiage replacement has repo’d textures.

UM NPC, Career & Misc Folder (28 Defaults)

tmbodyambulancedriver, ambodyambulancedriver and embodyambulancedriver replaced with Recolours of Skell's Scrubs by Theraven (TM-EM | repo'd textures)

tmbodyapron, ambodyapron and embodyapron replaced with 4t2 Bartender Outfit by MDP and MDP’s 4t2 Bartender Outfit for TM and EM by DeeDee (TM-EM | repo'd textures | townie disabled)

ambodyburglar and embodyburglar replaced with Recolours of DeeDee's 3t2 Shokoninio’s Old School Overalls by Chaotic-Simmer (AM-EM | unhidden)

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Credits: @crystallized-moonbeam (Becca Bear), @chaotic-simmer, @deedee-sims, @episims, @mdpthatsme, @rented-space, @whattheskell,Theraven (GOS), @yandereplumsim

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vampyre-gutz · 2 years

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Here’s a list of Alphabetically sorted ‘Call Signs’ for you if you: can’t figure out what yours would be, you need one for an OC, or for whatever other purpose! :)

!! Some of these came off the internet and are real call signs! Some are from Top Gun/Top Gun: Maverick which is probably why some of them may seem familiar. Good luck aviators. !!

A: Angel, Alphabet, Agony, Arrow, Assassin, Aggy, Ace, Animal, Astro.

B: Black Cat, Bronco, Bruise, Brick, Basher, Bulldog, Breaker, Blaze, Boomerang, B.O.B, Blade, Bullet, Bull, Bullseye, Bucket, Biggie, Birdie, Boots, Bones, Badger, Buzz, Big-sky, Baby Bat, Bubbly, Butterscotch, BumbleBee.

C: Cobra, Cypher, Casper, Charge, Cougar, Cyclone, Crow, Cyclops, Chipper, Coyote, Cargo, Charlie, Chaser, Cryo, Chuck, Creed, CooCoo, Cannonball, Circuit, Crash, Colt, Cruella, Creature, Chicken Little.

D: Dynamite, Dusty, Dash, Demo, Dice, Duck, Domino, Dover, Dozer, Diesel, Darling, Dasher, DoDo, Dipper, Digger., Deuce, Django, Dottie, Deception.

E: Elvis, Enigma, Egghead.

F: Flatline, Fireball, Fighter, Frost, Fancy, Feather, Flame, Frogman, Fifi, Firecracker, Fun-sized, Fruit Bat, Fungus.

G: Ghost, Goose, Giggles, Gucci, Ghostrider, Grizzly, Great White (shark), Gills, Gibbs, Gonzo, Ginger, Gator, Growler, Gretel, Graveyard, Ghoul, GG, G-Lord.

H: Hangman, Hammer, Hijax, Hijinx, Hollywood, Hurricane, Howler, Heater, Hawk, Honey, High-Tech, Hard Shell, Hydra, Horns, Heebee-Jeebee, Heartbreak, Hellcat, Hansel.

I: Iceman, Ivy.

J: Joker, Jinx, Jester, Jaws, Jacket, Judge, Jumper, Jaguar, Jigsaw, Judas.

K: Killer, Knight, Kanga, Krunch, Kindle.

L: Lucky, Legend, Little red, Lick, Lightbeam, Lambchop, Lover-boy, Lovebug, Lunch Money, Lucifer.

M: Maverick, Mouse, Mad Dog, Maniac, Machine, Mutt, Merlin, Mellow, Major, Mugsy, Mistletoe, Micro, Mamba, Mule, Mad, Memo, Magician, Monster, Moony, Midnight, Magic, Mastermind, Mare, Mustache, Moby, Mortician, Mortimer, Massacre, Mad Hatter.

N: Nova, Navigator, Nerd, Nugget.

O: Ox, Omen, Obi, Octave/Octavia, Oopsie Daisy.

P: Puddle, Porky, Poison, Payback, Phoenix, PopTop, Pyro, Pitch, Puggsy, Princess, Puke, Poltergeist, Phantom, Peacock, Puzzle, Peter Pan.

Q: Quiver, Queenie, Q-tip.

R: Razor, Ripper, Rattlesnake, Rooster, Rebound, Rush, Red, Rags, Robin, Rusty, Rebel, Radiator, Rottweiler, Rapid, Rambo, Red Flag, Rockstar.

S: SHOCK, Skipper, Showoff, Sparrow, Slayer, Smiley, Songbird, Shadow, Scooby, Slider, Sundown, Stinger, Sludge, Shredder, Storm, Silence, Stretch, Serpent, Scout, Shark, Stag, Slick, Sassy, Scooter, Soprano, Spring, Strike, Scorpion, Showtopper, Stallion, Sweet ‘n Sour, Scarlet Witch, Surge, Spinach.

T: Tiger, Taz (Tasmanian Devil), Thunder, Twinkle-Toes, Tank, Tweety, T-Bone, Tumble Weed, Trouble, Tombstone, Tug, Toon, Twitch, Turbo, Tart, Teacup.

U: Uber, Unicorn, Ultimate, Unseen.

V: Viper, Vapor, Vampire, VooDoo, Vanilla, Vine, Venom.

W: Wiki, Wolfman, Wizard, Warlock, Wildcard, Wednesday, Wildfire, Wonderland, White Rabbit.

X: Xeno, X-man, Xanadu.

Y: Youngin.

Z: Zeus, Zebra, Zig-Zag, Zimm.

#top gun #call signs #top gun maverick #call sign ideas #military #us navy #us navy fighter pilot #fighter pilot #pilot call signs

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kaywavy · 2 months

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#music link posting #r.i.p dj kay slay this was a crazy concept

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happyspookysteamer · 1 year

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Letters to a Friend

Chapter 1

Old, worn out pistons could be heard working hard in one of the most severe downpours the island has ever seen. The skies were covered in clouds, with very little to no sunlight being able to pierce them. A goods train rumbled slowly through the countryside, though it rumbled louder than usual since the train was being pulled by the Railway’s number 5 engine. Smoke was billowing through his funnel and his wheels occasionally slipped. Rain pelted his boiler and the trucks behind him groaned. “I’m staring to understand where Henry is coming from” grumbled the red engine. “Well it's the last train, afterwards we are getting you home” His driver said, patting his side affectionately. Even they couldn’t avoid getting soaked, having raincoats crudely hung over their usual work uniforms. The poor engine was exhausted and frustrated. It was bad enough having to pull a goods train, and anybody will tell you why this engine is not the biggest fan of goods trains, but he also has to work in this weather going at a painfully slow speed.

The grumbling continued till the got to the Harbor. The already bad weather turned into a thunderstorm. The already loud docks became so much louder than usual. Cranky, though working hard, grumbled even louder than James. Speaking of the red engine, when James pulled in with his goods he barely heard salty pull up beside him through the business of the docks, “LOVELY DAY RIGHT MATEY?” Yelled the dockyard diesel loudly over the noise with a grin. “NO, QUITE THE OPPOSITE!” James yelled back. The crew jumped out to find the manager, and a few men came to uncouple James from his train. Thunder crashed, and the downpour became more intense. “YOU WON'T BE MAKING IT BACK TO TIDMOUTH UNTIL THIS STORM PASSES, I’M AFRAID” Salty yelled again. James just groaned loudly.

His driver and fireman returned to his cab. “Well then, old boy, We can put you in the goods shed for now just to get you out of this rain”. James gawked in disbelief at the idea first, but at the sound of thunder he quickly reconsidered, a roof over his smoke box is better than being outside in the rain. His crew rolled him away from his train, and salty shunted his train away. James made his way over to the goods shed. His crew turned him around with a set of Y rails and backed him up until the sound of the rain no longer bounced off of his form. Steam hissed from him like a sigh of relief, trying to come down from a stressful journey. His crew came out of his cab and knowing their engine they prepared some towels to dry him off.

James looked at them appreciatively. “You did good today Jim” His driver, Vance Jordan, patted him on the buffers before climbing onto his frame and drying off his face. “Thank you, Vance, and you too Wallace” Wallace Peterson, the fireman, gave his favorite engine an affectionate pat on the boiler. James is very happy to have these two men as is driver and fireman. He loved all the crew he ever had while in service, Even the more strict Laurence, a now retired driver from the 1930s. But these two men made it a point to take care of him. They reprimanded him when he messed up, yes, but over the years they have been able to form a bond and the three are extremely close.

James practically purred as his crew dried him off, Vance being extra careful drying the scar on the engine’s face. Though the accident was years ago, the red engine is sometimes still self-conscious about it if reminded of it. Vance, seeing James’s, crestfallen face, patted his engine gently on the cheek and finished drying him off. When he finished, he sat on James’s buffer beam and looked out into the pouring rain. Wallace joined them after he finished up as well and the two men unpacked some of their leftover food, Wallace gestured to James holding up what is left of his sandwich, basically asking James if he wants it. James opened his mouth as an answer, and Wallace chucked the sandwich in the engine’s mouth with an amused smile.

They stayed like this for a while, just relaxing. James and his crew just talked about the horrible weather, some of the other engines, James’s dislike of goods trains, bootlaces and anything that could make his paint dirty. As time wore on and his crew was getting cold, they considered finding warmer shelter. “We’d have-to drop James's fire if we leave, but we still have another train to take tonight and firing him up again would be a hassle”. “Plus I don't really feel like being alone in the cold, y know, not that pleasant”. James just put in. “He’s got a point, Vance”. “Well, I don't feel like freezing either.” said Vance in return. They thought about it for a while before they ultimately thought that they find some other way to keep themselves occupied.

Then Wallace came up with a strange idea. “Why don't we write a letter to someone? I don't know, like meet someone new, just to pass the time?” “Elaborate please?” Vance followed up. “Well, I was just thinking, do you remember old Turner?” “Barely” said Vance. “Wasn't he once a driver on the Culdee fell Railway?” said James. “Yep! He used to drive Wilfred, but he suffered an injury that he had to give up his job, and during the war while in service, he had a pen-pal in America that he would write during his spare time. They became the best of friends and met after the war.”

“So you want us to just write somebody randomly?” said James skeptically. “Plus, what would we even say?” said Vance, having a similar stance to James. “It... It would kinda give us something to do to pass the time, y know? And we could, uh… write to an Engine! And their Crew! So James can also help with the letter, come on, it could be fun!” “To be fair Vance, we really have nothing else better to do at the moment, and you could watch my fire.” said James. Vance gave in.

Wallace grabs his raincoat and sprints into the rain, yelling, “I’LL BE BACK!” James and Vance wait staring back out at the pouring rain in silence till they hear running footsteps going through puddles toward them. Wallace looks poofier, this is because, as he will explain “I got us some blankets from the station to keep warm aaaand… I found this!” After he tosses the blanket that was stored in his jacket over to Vance, he also pulls out what looks like a book. “And that is?” said James. “This, my friend, is an address book that the manager let me borrow. There are railways and other companies that are in our supply chain, for example on the mainland, Spain and France. We could just pick one of the addresses, aaand just write a letter?” “To the company, Wallace?” said Vance. “I was thinking that we write to an anonymous engine, y know, slap a number on it and see if the engine and crew responds”. James looked at Vance, “We really have nothing better to do?”

Wallace pouted and sat on James’s buffer beam. He wrapped himself in his blanket and scooted closer to Vance. He pulled out a pun and paper and used the book as a hard surface to write on. “Look, let's just start off by writing down what we would say to a potential pen pal and then think about where to send it.” James and Vance looked down at the paper and pen on Wallace’s lap. He started off the letter with introducing himself, Vance and James. The red engine legitimately thought about it. “Oh well, I guess there is no harm” said James. They ended up spending quite some time on this letter. Vance constantly doting on Wallace’s Grammar and James being the one who was coming up with what to write. As they finished, it was starting to get dark. The rain let up a bit and James and his crew took the opportunity to get back to the sheds at Tidmouth, so they could warm up in the crew shed until the next train.

#its my first fic cut me some slack plz #i apologise in advance for my grammar #thomas and friends #thomas the tank engine #ttte #ttte fanfic #ttte james #james the splendid engine #james the red engine #james makes a new friend #ttte oc #letters to a friend

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