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dyingenigma · 2 months
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Biker culture by Sekyii for citizen magazine
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violafoxvintage · 23 days
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stone-cold-groove · 10 months
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Stuck on you - a vintage Brother Rat Fink Ed “Big Daddy” Roth decal.
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queermasculine · 3 months
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Maybe a stupid question but one I've asked myself, what's the difference in between a butch and a masc for you ? Is there one ?
not a stupid question! "butch" is an older word with more meanings across time. to straight people it's been a military style haircut, a male name (still a few old guys named butch in the US), and a fairly uncomplicated synonym for masculine. to lesbians, bisexuals and gay men, it's been all of the above, but it's also had a whole host of other connotations specific to us and our own ways of loving/performing masculinity. a lot of the different meanings of butch have faded or fallen out of fashion over the years, but the word has more or less kept its purpose among lesbians, giving it the lesbian tint it has today.
"masc" is a much newer term, and unlike butch, i don't believe it's ever been widely used by the straight mainstream. (not a lot of grandpas named masc out there.) it's my impression that masc first spread out from gay guys on grindr, or at least that played a big part in popularizing it, and it's been used pretty much exclusively in an lgbt context ever since. in that sense it's the word with the more explicitly queer origin, despite having a much shorter history. having risen to popularity in the age of social media, masc carries none of the historical baggage of butch, and as such it's a more open-ended term, implying very little about a person beyond their masculinity. you can see this difference exemplified in google search results: while looking up butch will primarily yield information about the word's significance to lesbians, masc will net you more neutral descriptions, like "a person whose gender identity is masculine, but who is not necessarily a man."
despite all that, masc and butch usually serve the same function (to express the masculinity of the subject) and are used pretty much interchangeably in many contexts. also worth noting is that the lesbian association of butch is not a rule, just an observation i've made about modern perceptions. bisexual women have always used butch (and femme) alongside lesbians, and to this day you'll still encounter gay men – usually older – who identify as butch. so in conclusion, if you're trying to pick what label to use for yourself, i wouldn't worry about it too much. both terms have room enough for you in them.
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popculturebaby · 6 months
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Meagan Good on the set of Biker Boyz (2003) 😍
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harleyornothing · 4 months
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dabid-motozalea · 1 year
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bangarangdarling · 1 year
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something something biker!eddie and his flirtation via motorcycle 
Eddie buys the damn death trap of a Kawasaki after a particularly good couple of months dealing and Steve hates it. He absolutely refuses to allow any of the kids to get on the contraption, even after he’s promised that Eddie has practiced and knows what he’s doing. Won’t budge on the subject at all.
...until Eddie wears him down enough to try it for himself and then make the judgement on whether or not the kids will be in grievous danger by a spin around the block.
Steve is already in a mood the night they try it, staring at the huge, shiny black beast of a machine, with a matching helmet Eddie had pushed into his arms propped up on his hip. 
He would never admit that he might be just a tad grumpy that Eddie looks way too hot in the leather and straps that make up his jacket. He already had an inconvenient crush on the man enough without adding the way the helmet on Eddie’s own head was kind of doing it for him. Steve will examine that particular reaction later, when he wouldn’t be hashing out his new found kinks in the middle of the street. 
“We really don’t have to do this if you’re unsure,” Eddie’s already perched on the bike, kickstand up and balancing it perfectly with his feet. A professional. The bastard. 
His voice, which had previously been teasing and “What’s the matter? Scared, Harrington?” had softened to something gentler. A peace offering muffled from underneath that fucking sexy helmet. 
Steve knew that if he were to back out right now, that would be it. Eddie would drop it and wouldn’t hold it against him at all. Wouldn’t even make fun. Because that’s just how Eddie was. A unmitigated asshole when he was joking around with his friends--and a fucking sweetheart if he knew something really mattered. 
It moved Steve’s feet forward, climbing on and settling himself on the pad just behind the dipped driver’s seat. He eases himself down fully, noting how Eddie keeps the bike solidly balanced the whole time despite the shift of weight. 
“Shut it, Munson, I’m not scared. Just would really prefer not to crash into a tree, so keep your eyes up front,” He put on the borrowed helmet, pushing at Eddie’s shoulder to stop him from craning back around to look at him. “Eyes front!” 
Eddie laughed.  “We’re not even moving!” 
“I don’t care! It’s like a loaded gun. Always assume it’s loaded! Always assume this thing could kick up at any moment and make us smears on the pavement.” He grumbled, but it was halfhearted. He was mostly distracted now with what to do with his hands. Eddie lifted his leg and brought it down swiftly, kicking the motorcycle on in a way that was...undeniably confident and hot. Oh, Jesus Christ. 
“I promise to keep us in one piece, your majesty. Nothing crazy, but you’re definitely going to want to hold on to me,” The machine under them roared, making Eddie yell just a bit to be heard. He reached back to pull one of Steve’s hands to his waist only for it to be immediately pulled away.  “Uh, it’s fine. I’ll just--”  “Steve,”
“I’m good, you can go!” Steve braced both hands on either side of himself, digging his fingers into the padded cushion beneath him. They didn’t speak for a few beats, the engine rumbling carrying on relentlessly, until Steve saw Eddie’s shoulders shrug in an exaggerated way and then he--
The bike revved and lurched forward a few feet, throwing Steve’s balance out of the proverbial window. He yelped and fought against the momentum throwing him back by yanking forward and plastering himself to Eddie’s back. 
There was no space between them now, with Steve’s arms completely wrapped around the body in front of him, fingers digging viciously into Eddie’s waist. Despite his nervous system still working through the scare, Steve had to admit to himself that he did feel more stable like this. Like they were one person on the bike, now. Balance aligned, weight together. 
Eddie had them braked safely again, feet on the ground and the echo of his laugh in Steve’s ears. Once the jock got his breath back again he was really going to have some words to say about that. Most of them curse words. Their helmets knocked together slightly as Eddie turned his body and flicked up his visor. Their position made it difficult to be face to face, but Steve caught the corner of Eddie’s smirk and a flash of a chocolate brown eye.  “There, much better. Now, you just hold on like a good backpack and let me take you for the ride of your life, ‘kay?” 
Before Steve could even process that the visor was back down and they were taking off, his heart pounding against Eddie’s back for reasons that were only partially to do with the bike underneath them.
He really hated this thing.  (He loved it. The kids were allowed to get rides, occasionally. That seat became Steve’s.) 
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doctorelleth · 11 months
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So Biker Mice from Mars is one of my main fandoms these days, and it's pretty much dead. I don't know who to talk to about this, so I'm going to tumblr.
Years ago I wrote a BMFM fanfic (which I've never finished but never abandoned completely) in which I tried to think of everything about the Martian environment that could shape their culture into what we see in the show. I'm an overthinker, this is just how I cope. I could never really come up with a framework for how their language would be structure, though. Maybe I haven't really studied enough languages to get an idea of the options.
Maybe a noun case system for things that can eat you vs things that you can eat. Where would that put sabresquids? And entire grammatical gender for AI. They seem have figured out how to use it in their society without too many hiccups.
And I've had this headcannon for a while that Martian Mice can feel empathically feel a sort of general vibe of emotion when ever they hear a new word, hence why they can speak english so well.
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boanerges20 · 8 months
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carlyraejepsans · 10 months
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Hey so I had an idea that I wanted to run by you because you're kinda the first person I think of when I think "butches" so I wanted to ask what you think of the concept of a butch who is also like. A dainty little prince kinda character.
far be it from me to tell anyone what butch means, or how people can present as butch, you're always gonna step on someone's feet and hurt people who don't deserve it. but I'm afraid i can't personally help you with that type of character. like i always say, butchness as a concept is something that is extremely subjective and personal to whoever chooses it as a label, but the basis i stick to in how I approach butchness are 1) my relationship with masculinity and how gender is perceived in my country and 2) the working class roots of butchness as a queer social phenomenon.
i'm not saying butches can't dress fancy or anything like that. that's ridiculous, and we all love a good butch in a suit, but something like royalty is so... alien to the type of culture that gave birth to butch as an identity that i wouldn't really know how to help you write it, sorry 😅
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violafoxvintage · 8 months
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stone-cold-groove · 10 months
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Stuck on you - a vintage Death Before Dishonor Ed “Big Daddy” Roth decal.
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war-in · 9 months
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Publicity Shot for C.C. & Company
Ann Margret & Joe Namath
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sagradofemenin0 · 1 year
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papakhan · 2 years
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gamers will think im crazy for saying papa khan looks gay as hell but like the designers knew what they were going for when they designed papa khan right?? they had to have done right?? i mean
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come on
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