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andr0nap-wf · 3 months
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BEHOLD
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the 1999 nightmare blunt rotation group dynamic +sanctum team
[edit]: fixed some stuff :)
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boanerges20 · 9 months
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synninbone · 2 months
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Dick and Jason but they're rival dog owners and also Jason is still a crime lord throwing hands with Nightwing every other evening
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kayleen756894 · 2 years
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THIS NEARLY PUT ME IN CARDIAC ARREST HELP
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bestesthelmet · 1 year
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meilleurchoix92 · 1 year
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Best Smart Bike Helmet, Bluetooth Bike Helmet with LED Light, SOS Alarm, Turn Signal 2023
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tecnowith · 3 months
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ridingsportsusa · 4 months
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Safety Meets Style: Transform Your Ride with HJC Helmets in USA #helmet...
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orangameelectronics · 5 months
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Bluetooth Speaker Colorful Tws Subwoofer Column XP7 Endurance Play Time 12 Hours
I hope you're all having an absolutely amazing day filled with success and endless possibilities! Today, I wanted to talk about something that has revolutionized my music experience and brought the party right to my fingertips – the mind-blowing Bluetooth Speaker Colorful TWS Subwoofer Column XP7! 
Let's amp up the atmosphere and delve into the world of extraordinary sound quality – the XP7 is a true game-changer and the ultimate party accessory I never knew I needed! With its sleek design and vibrant colors, this awe-inspiring piece of musical wizardry allows me to express my true personality and stand out from the crowd – and we all know it's important to make a statement, both personally and professionally, right
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bike-safety · 6 months
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How to Choose the Right Motorcycle for You
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Choosing the perfect motorcycle is an exhilarating yet crucial decision for any rider. The multitude of options available can be overwhelming, but finding the right match involves understanding your preferences, needs, and skill level. Here's a comprehensive guide to help you navigate through the process and find the motorcycle that fits you like a glove.
Assess Your Riding Experience and Skill Level:
Before diving into the sea of motorcycles, assess your riding experience. Are you a beginner looking for a starter bike, an intermediate rider seeking an upgrade, or an experienced enthusiast in search of a specialized model? Your skill level should guide your choice.
Determine Your Riding Style:
Consider the type of riding you'll predominantly do. Are you drawn to the freedom of cruising along scenic routes? Or do you lean towards the thrill of off-road adventures? Understanding your riding style - whether it's touring, commuting, sport riding, or off-roading - will narrow down your options.
Ergonomics and Comfort:
Comfort is paramount when it comes to motorcycles. Different bikes have varying seating positions, handlebar placements, and foot peg positions. Ensure the bike you choose fits your body size, riding posture, and provides comfort for longer journeys.
Engine Size and Power:
The engine's size and power significantly impact your riding experience. Smaller engines are ideal for beginners due to their manageable power, while larger engines cater to seasoned riders seeking more power and speed. Consider the horsepower, torque, and overall performance that aligns with your preferences.
Research and Test Rides:
Research extensively on different models that pique your interest. Read reviews, watch videos, and visit dealerships to gather firsthand information. Nothing beats the experience of test riding potential motorcycles. Take each for a spin to feel how they handle and if they match your expectations.
Budget and Cost of Ownership:
Set a realistic budget encompassing not only the initial purchase price but also ongoing expenses like insurance, maintenance, and gear. Remember, quality safety gear, especially a reliable helmet, is a non-negotiable investment for every rider's safety.
Consider Resale Value:
While it's exciting to focus on the present, considering the resale value of the motorcycle is prudent. Some brands and models hold their value better than others, which could be beneficial when it's time for an upgrade.
Seek Advice and Recommendations:
Don't hesitate to seek advice from experienced riders or join forums and communities dedicated to motorcycles. Their insights and recommendations can be invaluable in making an informed decision.
Remember, your helmet is your ultimate protection on the road. Always prioritize safety by wearing it during every ride.
Choosing the right motorcycle involves a blend of personal preference, practicality, and understanding your riding needs. Take your time, explore various options, and select the motorcycle that resonates with your riding aspirations, ensuring countless memorable journeys ahead.
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doctorgarages · 6 months
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8 Different Types of Helmets for Motorcycle!
How to choose the best motorcycle helmet? In this blog, Doctor Garage shares all 8 different types of motorcycle helmets such full-face, open-face, Bluetooth-equipped, modular, motocross, half-shell, etc. Check motorcycle helmet types here and choose what you want!
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foldingfittedsheets · 18 days
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I was out getting burgers the other day and this scooter man pulled up and I physically gasped. He had a pink fluffy motorcycle helmet with floppy dog ears on it. That was already pretty cute. But as he turned he had a little chihuahua strapped to his chest with her own little goggles on.
I vibrated with admiration from in my car and tried to resist the urge to get a picture. I fully believe in not photographing people without permission, but I needed to share this cuteness. I thought about an artist rendition but I knew I’d forget details.
So I gave in and scurried out to approach him. The instant he saw my demeanor he knew I’d like a picture. He even put his little pups goggles back on to show them off. I was grinning from ear to ear as I thanked him and here is the best thing I’ve seen in a long time.
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Roomie!sukuna doesn't even get horny for anyone other than you anymore. You have the wettest, nastiest pussy he's ever seen- and he deserves the best so nobody but you will do. You're fucking so many other fine men now that you dont even give him a second glance when he walks out the shower in just a towel to tease you. And oh, his temper when one of your hookups pick you up and you don't come home for the weekend. Or even worse, they stay for the weekend. Sukuna has never let a girl sleep over at the apartment but now there are two colognes in the bathroom, two pairs or men's shoes at the door, and he can almost never see you in the living room without some other man hanging off your side
read the other parts here! : part 1 part 2
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he’s literally so embarrassingggg it’s not even funny. he’ll walk around and flex his muscles, smirk on his puffy lips as the water drips down his ripped torso. he stands outside your open door, you’re looking down at your phone deciding on whether to spend the night at choso’s or nanami’s (pick choso, nanami gets up at like 5 am 🙄), “showers empty..” sukuna basically purr’s, resting his arm on the doorway.
and you literally could not give less of a fuck💀
you just nod, mumbling a ‘thanks’ as you focus on putting both their names in a generator and letting that choose your fate for the night. let’s just say sukuna was extremely angry when a motorcycle pulls up and you just giggle and hop onto it, kissing the stupid leather clad boy while throwing on the custom bikers helmet choso had made for you. and to top it off, sukuna had to physically restrain himself from blowing up your phone on where the fuck you are??
messages;
ryo<3: didn’t see you this morning
you: i’m staying with choso for the weekend! sorry, should’ve told you last night:/
you: i also won’t be home after wednesday satoru is taking me to this festival! i’ll send pics😋
ryo<3: have fun 👍
omfg he’s losing it. he literally will spend the whole time in the gym, refusing to be in the empty apartment for longer than eight hours for sleep. he feels like there’s a cement brick in his chest when you’re whisked away by these men. but nothing is worse than when he stays over.
he being satoru.
it was becoming a huge issue. his longest “sleepover” was a week. a week where you weren’t even home for half of it. but sukuna was. he was there for all of it.
there was now a third toothbrush taking up countertop space in the bathroom, he would find satoru’s clothes in the wash (which would always somehow be in there whenever ryo specifically had to use it??), and gojo absolutely loved to make out with you everywhere but inside of your room and sukuna started to hated it. publicly claiming you in front of the guy who literally made it possible🙄 unbelievable.
let’s just say you take a break from bringing satoru over, doing your best to settle the tension at home. but sukuna couldn’t let it go, not when he stares at the stupid fucking blue electric toothbrush and knows that it’s only temporary.
at this point he didn’t even give a fuck about the other guys, you can keep them as long as he’s added onto your roster.
it’s been a while since the two of you had a movie night. something that used to, at the very least, happen once a month has been delayed due to your extra activities. the two of you relaxed into the couch, the movie was a random one you found choosing whatever looked the best by cover and for the first time in a while, sukuna felt like he had you.
“did you buy the candy?”
“shit, yeah. i think i left it in my room?”
“go get it while i make the popcorn!” you smiled up at him, your eyes sparkling excitedly. you looked so cute and soft, and ryo got a glimpse of your cute pink panties when you bent over to grab something so he was feeling just as good. he could already picture the little damp spot he’d create after teasing you and then force you to beg and make it up to him.
he thought about it the whole walk to his room, picking up the bag and then back to the living room, fantasizing about what he plans to do. and just as he’s about to turn the corner, a head of white fluffy hair is laying on your lap, legs spread to take up the full length of the couch. and the only seat available? the one farthest from you.
“i hope you don’t mind, satoru said he missed us!”
us… sukuna looked down at gojo, looking at the content quirk in his lip while he snuggled into you more, moving one of your hands into his hair to play with it. ryo’s eye twitched before he put the bag down and went back into his room, the door slamming behind him. the noise makes you force satoru up, a pit forming in your stomach. you didn’t want sukuna to feel uncomfortable in his own house—
“damn, what’s he so mad abo- he got macha kitkats!? mmm~”
*bonus*
sukuna is literally in his room about to dry heave because??? what alternative version of himself gave him such bad karma?!? in his room like this;
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but quietly, because he DEFINITELY doesn’t want you to see him like this. such a fein🤦‍♀️
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a/n: i didn’t put smut because i didn’t want to get repetitive BUT should we finally let sukuna get a taste?? part 4 where he finally gets her?? lmk🫶
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bestesthelmet · 1 year
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miniimight · 1 month
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I need more dad Sukuna and mom reader fics / headcsnons, I love the way you wrote for them!!
hey anon thank you! i'm thinking about making this a series, if you guys have any ideas/requests/prompts lmk <3
PICKING UP BABY FROM SCHOOL oops, toddlers can't ride motorcyles! (dad!sukuna x mom!reader)
sukuna rolled up about twenty minutes before his daughter's school got out, deploying the kickstand of his pitch black motorcycle against the rainbow colored fencing. he pulled off his helmet, sighing deeply when he met fresh air again.
his phone buzzed against his thigh. he pulled it out of his tight cargo pocket, answering immediately when he saw your caller ID. "hey, doll."
"you got there okay?" you asked.
"mhm."
"and you're on the right side of the building? that's where her class comes out."
"mhm."
"great." you exhaled. "m'sorry i couldn't make it this time—"
"stop." he says gruffly, his phone between his shoulder and ear as he pulls off his gloves. "what are you sorry for, silly girl? you're sick and should rest."
he doesn't mind anything when it comes to his two girls, not the fifteen minute commute to her school or the half hour of waiting just to get a parking spot nice and close to the doors.
your laugh was warbled over the phone. "at least the car is air conditioned. it's been getting warmer lately."
"..." he looked down at his bike.
"ryo, baby?" you hummed.
"hm?"
"you did take the car, right?"
"..."
his silence was all you needed to hear. he tuned out your worried rambling about how the hell is your daughter going to get home on that thing in order to process. toddlers don't usually use motorcycles as a mode of transportation... and he should've thought of this before!
"it'd be fine if i had an extra seat." he mused, debating on how he could manage this situation without having to call you to get them.
"an extra seat?! not even an extra helmet?" you shrieked. "baby, i swear, if you're actually thinking about driving with my baby girl on that thing—"
"relax, doll," he grumbled, pushing down the traces of embarrassment burning at his ears. "the brat will be fine, s'just a couple blocks away. she can handle the wind."
"..."
the bell rang and the doors swung open, children pouring out of the hallway and buzzing around in search of their parents.
"she's out, we'll see you soon." he was about to hang up when he heard,
"i'm literally about to come get you, do NOT go anywhere."
he frowns, his eyes scouring the crowd of midgets for his kid. he didn't mean to make you so upset and worried. he just... overlooked important details sometimes. not his fault, he's trying his best :(
"y/n, you will sit your ass down in bed. when i come home, you better be laying down exactly how i left you." he warned. he heard your breath hitch. "you trust me, don't you, baby?"
"yes... unfortunately."
he nodded. "we'll be home soon."
"in one piece?"
he rolled his eyes, grumbling. "yes, woman."
"hm." you huffed and hung up.
he strolled into the compound. as soon as he saw those pretty eyes that creased happily when they landed on him, he smiled and crouched down.
she ran over to him, her backpack jostling behind her. she held up a painting she made. "daddy, look!"
"i see." he pulled her closer, holding the backpack off her back and letting her walk off it. he slung the bedazzled bratz backpack over his shoulder, lifting her up in his arms. "what is it?"
"for mama."
"oh. all your crafts seem to be for mama. still nothing for me." he complained with a drawn out sigh.
she rolled her eyes, and he swore he was looking at you for a second.
"don't roll your eyes at me, brat." he scoffed. "who the hell even taught you that?" he muttered under his breath.
sukuna finally stopped in front of his bike. her eyes lit up as her legs started to kick in excitement. she's only ever seen daddy ride off on this thing, now she gets to ride with him?
he swung his leg over the bike, ignoring the mix of distasteful and flirtatious looks thrown at him. "okay, kid." he exhaled, shrugging off his jacket and holding it up to her. "gotta put this on."
she turned up her nose. "stinky."
his jaw dropped open. "i showered before i came to wait half an hour for you, chubby brat. the hell do you think you're talking to?"
she looked at him as if it were obvious.
"you'll put this on now. give me mama's painting, i'll put it in your bag." he said gruffly yet gently slid the painting into her backpack with the utmost care.
the jacket drowned her, the sleeves near triple the length of her arms. sukuna zipped her up and put the helmet on her head.
she started to whine. "stinky." she wailed.
"hush." he hissed, slapping some shades on and holding her towards her chest firmly. with her protected as best as he could with what he had, and with the jeweled backpack strapped to his back, he began to roll out into the road.
that drive home was the longest thirty minutes of his life. he had never drove so slow before.
you were waiting by the front door, running down to meet them as your husband pulled into the driveway.
"oh my god oh my god," you ripped your baby from his arms, tossing the helmet off her head. "are you okay, baby?" you smoothed away the sweaty hair from her face, your lips pursing when you hear her sniffles.
"my poor baby. daddy's never gonna pick you up again, don't you worry." you peppered her face with kisses.
sukuna caught the helmet before it crashed to the ground, walking behind you with his hands in his pockets. he kissed your temple as he leaned over your shoulder to peer down at his daughter. "daddy didn't do so bad."
you glare at him, cradling your daughter's head against your chest. you whirl away and storm into the house.
he sighed.
after many apologetic kisses and a good amount of groveling, you let him do pick-ups and drop-offs again. though you made sure to watch him get into the car before he drove off.
© miniimight ! thanks for reading <3
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