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tardigradesonthemoon · 7 months
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stig-ishness · 26 days
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cortlandkaard · 6 months
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another graphic design project
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andysanimation · 2 years
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Sometimes blorbos are three middle aged men who drive fast cars and their eldritch creature
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One of English TV's greatest moments memorable for many fans
Turn on the sound 📣🎼🎶🎵🎵🎵🎵
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whowouldwininafite · 3 months
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candyfloss-kittens · 2 months
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ytsunodabrainrotbaybee · 10 months
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I have a very weird thing for race car drivers and I only have The Stig to blame.
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radio-ghost-cooks · 2 months
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happy valentine's day!!! @s4turnpunk
hey so for some context for anyone who isn't Joey: we made a character based on the Slab species from Doctor Who and we paired him off with the Stig.
anyway.
tags: oc x stig, stickers, Stickers, those are different tags, it's just so fluffy, italics are thoughts, tw falling from a tree, they're fine, helmet bumping as a kiss
The entire crew was running around like a bunch of headless chickens, scouring high and low in search of the Stig and Stickers. Stickers, who was going to be billed as Stig's cyclist cousin, was somehow just mildly weirder than Stig. Mildly. At least Stickers showed emotions. Stig normally just stood there, and if he wasn't just standing there, he was attacking things. Stickers, on the other hand, was a little ball of energy. And stickers. Somehow, he could make that motorcycle helmet of his seemingly emote just by looking at you in a certain way. At first it freaked some of the crew out, but they got used to it after a while. They were both supposed to be on in half an hour, but they were nowhere to be found. Great. Dandy. Wonderful.
     If the crew had looked about a mile into the woods thay surrounded the test track, they would have found Stig and Stickers with several sheets of star-shaped stickers and a pair of tweezers. But they didn't! The pair were blissfully undisturbed, surrounded by trees. An odd sight to find the Stig in, honestly. This wasn't Stiggy's idea anyway. Stickers had stumbled into a stationary store and made out with about 200 sheets of random stickers and he instisted on decorating Stig's helmet. Had it been anyone other than Stickers, he would have said no (and probably punched the fool brave enough to suggest it). But, it was Stickers.
They aren't really cousins. The fact that Stickers was always introduced as such made them both cringe. What they are is in love. They're also absolute dumbasses. The first time they bumped their helmets together (their version of a kiss), Stig nearly vomited in his helmet out of nerves while Stickers blasted "We Are The Champions" on repeat in his dressing room for the next three hours. Stickers's entire existance was a mystery to everyone including himself, but Stig didn't really care. He just loved Stickers from day one. Now, on day fourty-six, the two of them were sitting across from each other up on a low hanging branch, Stig leaning forward so the shorter racer could carefully apply a black star sticker just under his visor.
    The placement was much more purposeful than it would be if Stickers was decorating one of his own helmets. He just stuck a hodgepodge of things onto it until he ran out of room most of the time. There was still a slight theme to them, but nowhere near as neat as the way he affixed the simple black stickers to Stig's helmet. It was a miracle his hands weren't shaking given how thrilled he was when his boyfriend (his boyfriend!!!!) had agreed to it. Actually, it wasn't Stickers who was shaking at all. It was Stig.
He was wobbling back and forth like crazy, teetering on the branch before letting out a little surprised "eek!" and falling to the ground like a rock. Stickers sat there stunned, just staring at the other driver for a few moments before scrambling down the tree to kneel at his side.
Natutally, Stickers wad in a panic. He hadn't fallen from a particularly low branch; it was certainly high enough to break bones. "Oh," He thought to himself, "OH." It was from high enough to break bones?! This was not good. This was very much not good. It's not like he could just take Stig to a hospital! Who knows what they would do once they got their hands on him?! And first aid? There was no first aid guide for a genetically modified Sla-
Oh.
Stig chose that time to sit up in a flash and put his hands on the sides of his panicked boyfriend's helmet. Like asking him to take a deep breath. Right. He was being entirely unreasonable. They were both indestructable. A little fall wasn't going to hurt.
Stickers chuckled and slinged his arms around Stig's neck, sighing as he calmed down. Stig pulled him in closer and hugged him tight, shoulders drooping and relaxed. Stickers finally got a good look at his handiwork on Stig's helmet. Not too shabby, if he could say so himself.
He gently bumped his helmet into Stig's. "You look good."
Stig bumped back. "So do you."
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handspunyarns · 1 year
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Din Djarin and The Stig are the same person
Change my mind
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bringinghometherain · 2 years
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stig-ishness · 2 months
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Our Astra is red His visor is blue James Blunt wants a snog But The Stig doesn't understand Valentine's Day pic.twitter.com/muZQ3DLkYG
— Top Gear (@BBC_TopGear) February 14, 2014
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blackkat15 · 7 months
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New Youtube Vid
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The Stig being a sassy mf for about six and a half minutes.
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did anyone else have an embarrassing crush on the stig when they were a kid or was it just me? 🤔🤔
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weirdgoogleearth · 9 months
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The Stig Takes a Break
The Stig takes a break from the race tracks to visit Legoland Name: The Stig Takes a Break Lat, Long: 51.4642332,-0.6521228 Location: Windsor, UK
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