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motocrunch · 2 months

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#bmw nine T #bmw motorsport #bmw motorcycles #bmw scrambler #moto love #motorcycle #motorbike #lifestyle #moto adventure #classic bike #moto life #motorcyclelove #caferacer #cafe racer

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theminimalisto · 1 year

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#bikes #cafe racer #bmw r nine t #vintage #classic motorcycle

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onetangosierra · 4 months

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©ricky.phoolka aka Mad Max in the Sahara

#bmw motorad #r nine t scrambler

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boanerges20 · 1 year

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Motolove.

#motorcycle #bmw #r nine t #r9t #cafe racer #caferacer #biker girl #wild n sexy #moto love #lifestyle

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fortheeeyes1 · 4 months

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BMW R9T custom

#motorcycles #bmw motorcycles #bmw r nine t

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fabforgottennobility · 6 months

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R12 NINE T mod 2024

#my uploads #bmw #R12 NINE T

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ridingyoursoul1976mrg · 2 years

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The fat wheels, the headlights, the Bmw Rnine T Soul…

#custom motorcycle #motorcycle #bmw r nine t #moto bmw #ridingyoursoul1976mrg #custombike #cafe racer

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kmcero-clubdelmotorista · 5 months

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Irresistibles novedades de BMW para 2014. Tanto el nuevo diseño de la R 12 y la R12 nineT revolucionan estilos tan codiciados como el Custom o el Naked. En ambos casos solo persiguen causar una impresión elegante en entornos urbanos y proporcionar una conducción dinámica y divertida en carretera.

¿Quieres conocer más?

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ladysbike · 2 years

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BMW Motorradのレンタル事業としてすでに各国で展開中の、「RENT A RIDE」が日本国内でも6月30日にスタート。先日内容をご紹介した記事を掲載したが、見て頂けただろうか。アドベンチャーモデルのR 1250 GS（店舗によってはローダウン仕様あり）や、F 750 GS、S1000RR、R nine Tシリーズなど幅広いシリーズがラインナップしており、専用サイトからレンタルしたい期間や車両をセレクトすると、レンタル可能なディーラーを自動でピックアップしてくれる。

https://www.l-bike.com/topics/37133/

#24時間試乗プログラム #BMW #BMW Motorrad #R nine T #R1250GS #RENT A RIDE #S1000RR #オーナー体験 #バイク #レンタル #試乗車

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sattlersquarry · 9 months

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carnations (steve harrington x fem!reader)

part three of the bloom series. series masterlist

Summary: You and Steve become closer. (garden center!steve x wedding planner!reader)

Word Count: ~1.3k

Warnings: language, mentions of sex, mentions of infidelity, miscommunication, the reader's mother is Jacqueline.

red carnations: admiration, "my heart aches for you"

❤️❤️❤️

“You’re going where?!”

Your mother can’t seem to wrap her head around the fact that you have a date. You’re trying not to take it personally, but you wish she would sound a bit less incredulous.

“On a date,” you repeat, adding one last swipe of lip gloss before shoving the tube into your purse. “With Steve, from the Garden Center.”

“You barely know him,” your mother says, hovering behind you as you pull on your jacket. “He could be a serial killer. Or a serial dater.”

“That’s worse than a literal murderer?” you deadpan, raising an eyebrow.

Your heart explodes into butterflies when you hear a knock at the door. That’s Steve, right on time.

You shush your mother and her incessant worrying before swinging open the door.

Steve is there, dressed to the nines. He’s upgraded from his usual garden-themed graphic t-shirt, this time opting for a striped polo. He looks about as nervous as you as he hands over a beautiful bouquet of carnations.

“Hey,” he says, smiling. “You look great.”

“Thank you,” you say. “You do, too. And these are beautiful, thank—”

“Oh, stunning!” your mother interrupts, swooping over to take the flowers from you. “Did you arrange these yourself?”

“Mom,” you say, nodding in the direction of your apartment’s kitchenette. “Don’t you have to eat dinner and then meet with the ice sculpturist?”

“Oh, I have a few minutes,” she says. She beams at Steve. “Hi, I’m Jacqueline. Y/N’s mother. Charmed.”

“Steve,” Steve says, shaking her hand. “Steve Harrington. Nice to meet you. And, uh, yes! Well, I picked the flowers, and my friend Robin helped me put it all together.”

“You two should work for me,” your mother says. “You have an eye for design.”

“Okay!” you say, before your mother could launch into a spiel about bouquets that would most definitely make you and Steve late for your dinner reservation. “We have to go, but I’ll be back later.”

“Have fun,” your mother calls as you and Steve walk toward his BMW. “Be safe.”

You bid her goodbye and try not to swoon when Steve opens the passenger side door for you.

“What a gentleman,” you tease.

“Always,” Steve says—one part cheeky, two parts genuine.

As he drives you both away from the Byers-Hopper property, you ask, “So, is this place really all it’s cracked up to be? When I mentioned to Hopper that we were going to Enzo’s, I swear he started salivating.”

“The food is really good,” Steve says. “And so is the wine. It’s exported from Italy.”

He means to say “imported,” but you don’t correct his malapropism. It's cute. He's cute.

You spend the rest of the drive chatting. You learn more about Steve—he used to be a jock. Long before the Garden Center, he was a lifeguard, but switched to retail after graduating high school. Steve used to babysit Will Byers and his friends, and he and Robin are roommates, living in a small townhome near downtown Hawkins.

You talk a bit about yourself, too—about how you’re from Eagleton and will be back there when the wedding is done. How you also used to be a lifeguard. How you feel a bit lost, unsure of what you want out of life.

Steve understands. He feels the same way. It’s nice to be heard. To be understood.

**

By the third course, after a thoroughly enjoyable conversation, you’re resisting the urge to leap across the table and kiss Steve in front of the entire Enzo’s customer base.

He’s sweet. He’s funny. He’s a good listener. He has a nice face, and nice hands. He’s kind of the complete package.

You try to temper your excitement about him, seeing as you are only a temporary resident of Hawkins. But Eagleton is only an hour away, and you could definitely try to make it work if he wanted to. You really, really hope he wants to.

“What about gelato for dessert?” you ask, perusing your menu to avoid gawking at Steve’s handsome face.

Steve’s face screws up like he’s eaten something sour.

“Not big on ice cream,” he says. “I used to work at an ice cream shop and I think I ate too many free samples.”

He doesn’t tell you that working at the ice cream shop led to him getting tortured. That’s a story for another time, or never.

“Biscotti instead?” you ask, closing your menu. The two of you agree and order the cookies.

As you wait for them to arrive, Steve clears his throat and asks, “So, how’s the wedding planning coming along?”

You groan and put your head in your hands.

“That bad, huh?”

“My mom is so finicky about everything,” you say, lifting your gaze to meet his once more. “She wants it to be perfect for Joyce and Jim, which I get, but she needs to lighten up. Don’t tell her I said that.”

“Your secret is safe with me,” Steve teases with a chuckle.

“It’s not all bad though,” you say. You fidget with your rings and add, “I’m really glad working for my mom helped me meet you.”

Steve’s eyebrows lift. You cringe, worrying that you’ve come on too strong. Worried that you sound like an imbecile, fawning for him like this.

But Steve says, “I’m really glad I met you, too,” his voice and eyes soft.

Another menagerie of butterflies swoops around your heartstrings, tugging them in all the right directions.

At the end of the night, he kisses you outside your door and asks if you want to go out again. You vehemently agree.

It continues like that for the next two weeks. You spend your days working on the wedding and your evenings with Steve. And, well, after quite a few dates, you spend the later part of your night with him, too. It’s lovely, he’s lovely, and you’re really, really happy.

After your night together, you decide you want to get him something, like a box of chocolates or a bouquet. Steve is surrounded by flowers all the time, so you figure a “bouquet” of biscotti, courtesy of Enzo’s catering services, would be a nice change of pace. It’s a thank-you-for-being-so-lovely-(and-also-good-at-sex) gesture.

You walk into the Garden Center and beam when you see Steve. He’s speaking with a customer, smiling and nodding at something they’re saying.

As you get closer, you realize the customer he’s talking to is a girl. A pretty one, about your age. She’s got blue eyes and brown curls that are tamed by sparkly pink hair clips. Your heart aches when you notice the way Steve’s looking at her; this isn’t run-of-the-mill customer-service politeness. This is real, true fondness. The way he’s been looking at you lately.

You feel trampled on when the two of them hug, lingering in it longer than necessary. When Steve pulls away, the mystery girl leans up and presses a soft kiss to his cheek.

You stumble backward, accidentally knocking over a rake. It clatters to the cement floor of the Garden Center, the sound echoing down the aisles.

You turn and book it, charging toward the exit without looking back to see if Steve heard you. Tears burn behind your eyes and a sob threatens to claw its way up your throat.

You thought Steve liked you. You thought he wanted to be with you. You gave him absolutely everything, and he just, what? Moves on the next day like nothing even happened?!

“Hey, Y/N!” Robin calls from her perch at the customer service kiosk, much too loud for your liking. You continue your trek out of the store, ignoring her when she asks, “Hey, where are you going?”

You toss the biscotti bouquet in a trash can and fumble with your keys, thankful that you parked right outside the store. In the distance, you hear Steve calling for you. You don’t even look up. You don’t do anything except unlock your car door and start the engine, peeling away from the Hawkins Garden Center before your heart completely shatters.

💔💔💔

a/n love a miscommunication trope. TAGGING THE LOVELY PEOPLE WHO HELPED BRING GARDEN CENTER STEVE TO LIFE, along with others who enjoyed the previous parts! :) there will be 1 or 2 more parts to wrap this up.

@quinnkeerys @spicysix @keerysquinn @sunshinesteviee @inkluvs @stevebabey @0vix0 @lame0o @ghostlyfleur @starry-eyed-steve @hollandweather @lurkingprincess

#steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x fem!reader #st fic: bloom #steve harrington x you #steve harrington x y/n #steve harrington fanfic #stranger things fanfic #steve harrington

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moment-japan · 2 years

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