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the-bl-road · 2 days
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Hey X-Hunters, your favorite enigma here. Did you miss me?
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the-bl-road · 2 days
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Krist Singto is the real definition of
"If you love someone, let them go and if it's meant to be, they'll come back to you"
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the-bl-road · 2 days
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[Official Pilot] Pit Babe The Series 2 - พิษเบ๊บ เดอะ ซีรีส์ 2
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You don't know how happy I am!
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the-bl-road · 9 days
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😫😫😫just can't
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the-bl-road · 19 days
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the first time kim walks into the garage as an official team x-hunter member, north and sonic greet him with an obnoxiously loud "ONION-HAS-AY-YOOOOO!"
kim immediately does a 180 and walks right back out.
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the-bl-road · 22 days
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The song choice is *chef's kiss*
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the-bl-road · 23 days
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Great Sapol as Inspector M {Manner of Death 2020}
{Bonus GIFS}
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the-bl-road · 25 days
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Not A True Alpha Chapter 3 - Pit Babe Fiction
Characters: Reader, Winner, Dean
Summary: In an environment full of Alphas, you had no choice but to suppress yourself and become one.
A/N: please refrain from getting to close to the blurred line between characters and actors.
Cross posted on AO3
Fear seeped into you as you realised that Dean could smell your scent (especially now when it was probably the strongest), and you weren’t quite sure just how they would react to this new revelation and if they could potentially take this a step too far.
Unfortunately for you, you spent a second too long in your own thoughts, that you didn’t notice Winner, as he crept up behind you and wacked you in the head with a bottle.  A shocked noise left your lips and one of your hands instinctively went to the back of your head, only to come back into view with blood. 
You turned around and landed a punch to Winner’s stomach then watched as he doubled over, before you landed a kick to his back, which made him fall to the floor. A loud groan resounded in the room; then when you looked behind you, Dean stared in slight shock. 
“You…why…?”
“Why what?! Are you going to kidnap me, now that you know I’m more valuable this way?!”
“No, I- I, wasn’t going to tell anyone…” you scoffed at him.
“Like I would trust you saying that. Dean, you threw everything you had away, so excuse me if I don’t believe all the things you’re telling me. Now, I would take him and leave if I was you… as much as I would like to see the guys pummel you two to the ground, I would rather you fight elsewhere,” 
Dean took your advice and was quick to pick Winner up from the floor and the both of them were out of your apartment quicker than you thought they actually would. 
When you were left on your own, the adrenaline wore off and your legs couldn’t hold yourself up anymore; so your knees buckled and you collapsed to the floor in a heap. You just managed to stick your hands out in time to hold your upper body up and crawl your way into the corner of your bedroom. 
It was only a matter of time; your connection with Dean would eventually disconnect but you didn’t expect it to be like this. You thought that it would be just like the other times, where the connection got cut, cold turkey, and you had no choice but to accept that it was gone, just like that. This…? This felt like your heart was being ripped in slow motion. It was like your power was giving you the option to grieve for something that you once had, which would slowly be taken from you. 
It wasn’t long before the tears came again, only this time, it was a river flowing. You hugged your knees to your chest and kept crying, too exhausted to care anymore. 
Your head was still bleeding from where Winner had hit you, and the symptoms from your sudden heat was still present, the thoughts in your head not even yours to begin with. 
We need to go back to the apartment and check again… what are the chances…?
Your eyes kept flowing and the thoughts kept coming in and out, but the exhaustion was too much to bear, and eventually, you succumbed to the darkness, just as sounds of someone outside your front door reached your ears.
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the-bl-road · 1 month
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[OFFICIAL FULL SPOT] LOVE OUT LOUD FAN FEST 2024 : THE LOVE PIRATES ⚓️
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They're really sailing their ships.... 😁😂
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the-bl-road · 1 month
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BenzGarfield at the presscon for This Love Doesn’t Have Long Beans
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the-bl-road · 2 months
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Not a True Alpha Chapter 2 - Pit Babe Fiction
Characters: Reader, Winner, Dean
Summary: In an environment full of Alphas, you had no choice but to suppress yourself and become one.
A/N: please refrain from getting to close to the blurred line between characters and actors.
Cross posted on AO3
‘Couldn’t have gone far, I can follow the scent…’
You lifted your head when that thought came into your mind, and you wasted no time getting up and running again, back to your apartment. By the time you reached your apartment building, it was later in the day and your legs were on fire, at which point, you wondered how you were going to manage going up to your door. With a lot of effort, you made it to your front door, but something was amiss. Your mind was on high alert -alarm bells ringing-  because your front door was opened a smidge. A cold shiver ran down your spine before you mustered up the courage to slam the door open with a bang, in hopes that if someone had broken into your apartment, they would make a sound of surprise - but there was nothing. No noises, no sound, just empty silence. A sigh of relief left your lips, as you scolded yourself for not properly closing the door on your way out this morning. 
With a shake of your head, you walked in and shut the door behind you. Unfortunately, your luck had run out and you were complacent yet again; your mind was just about to go back to worrying when you felt a rough pair of hands grab onto your arms and envelop you in a tight grip from behind. 
Your breath picked up speed and your mind was screaming, one look behind you and you realise that it’s Winner. 
“Winner, what do you want?!”  
“Just revenge,” he whispered in your ear, which made you squirm at the tone of his voice, and you just hoped that he didn’t do anything more than that to level up your distressed signals. 
“Oh my, are none of your pity boys coming to rescue you…? That’s a shame, I was hoping for a fight,”
“Why? So you can lose again??” you jeered at him, only for Winner to tighten his grip. 
“I’d be careful if I was you-” was all you heard before the piercing headache came back and you were once again blindsided by it. 
‘-why?--I’m–enough–choose–them–not family–’
The thoughts that were coming through weren’t complete, with the words cutting out in between, so it was hard for you to decipher what this person was trying to think, let alone figure out who it was. The volume of the thought was slowly declining, enough for you to open your eyes and notice that Dean was in front of you. 
“Dean?”
“Surprised to see me?” a smirk appeared on his lips but you couldn’t get past the fact that you were hearing thoughts that weren't connecting. Unless…
Were those Dean’s thoughts you were hearing?? But why was it cutting out in between…? The last time you were clear headed enough to hear his thoughts, it wasn’t like this. What’s going on?
A tear rolled down your cheek before your brain had caught on as to why you couldn’t hear him as clear as you once did. 
I’m losing connection… my connection with him is slowly being severed. 
Your sadness immediately turned into anger, at the turn of events that’s been happening and you couldn’t help but let your anger control you while you struggled in Winner’s hold. You managed to struggle free from his grip and you wasted no time in jabbing your elbow into his stomach and swinging your arm to slap Dean in the face. 
His hand immediately went to his cheek, as if he wasn’t expecting the slap; it didn’t physically hurt so much but the underlying implication of that slap threw him off guard. He turned to look at you but his eyebrows were furrowed, like something was bothering him. You wanted to say something to Dean, anything that would express your internal feelings for all these startling events, but nothing came to mind. The only thing that did come to mind was another piercing headache and a thought so loud, you could’ve mistaken it for someone actually saying it. 
‘ORANGES AND VANILLA. YOU, AN OMEGA??’ 
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the-bl-road · 2 months
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Please please someone direct me to a gif of the bonnet sliding in ep 12....
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the-bl-road · 2 months
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I still can't get over the fact that when Phaya was in hospital, having a seizure, he
1. Woke up straight away (could happen, but I've never seen it before) and
2. The doctor and nurse walked away as soon as they saw him conscious...
What doctor leaves as soon as someone stops having a random seizure?
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the-bl-road · 2 months
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When something from Pit Babe turns out to be a real thing and your eyes go wide...
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the-bl-road · 2 months
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Not A True Alpha Chapter 1 - Pit Babe Fiction
Characters: Reader, Alan, North, Sonic
Summary: In an environment full of Alphas, you had no choice but to suppress yourself and become one.
A/N: please refrain from getting to close to the blurred line between characters and actors.
Cross posted on AO3
Working in an environment where the surrounding people are just as passionate about your work as you are, was considered a bonus at any time of your life. Working in a garage dominated by Alphas on the other hand, was a totally different ball game…
Growing up, you never really minded anyone’s secondary gender, but that all changed when you presented. Along with this change, you also presented with a sweet but subtle scent, which was close to a mix of vanilla and sweet oranges; even with the subtlety, it attracted the wrong kind of attention anytime you were out of the house. Alphas that you came across would give you looks, with their eyes wide and their mouth in an eerie grin, and any Omegas would whisper warnings for you to stay clear. 
Not only that, but after almost a year of presenting, you had developed a power. The power had come so suddenly, that it blinded you every time you accidentally triggered it by being near anyone you had a close relationship with. All of these snowballed into a big snowman of anxiety, to a point where you didn’t feel safe enough to step outside, let alone see anyone you knew. 
Until one day, you came across suppressants.
Hours went by as you did all the research you could, to make sure that suppressants were what you needed and what you’ve been looking for this entire time. Your heart skipped a beat when you read that a particular suppressant could also suppress your powers too; it was like all your problems have been answered with this one tiny pill. Without much thinking, you got in contact with the company that was selling it and it wasn’t many days after that, your first batch was delivered. 
Looking back now, it’s been ten years since you started the suppressants. Despite the regular warnings from professionals about not being on them for too long, you managed to time things perfectly so that you had a period in between months or years, to take yourself off the pills before starting back on them again. So far your planning has worked as well as you had hoped it would. 
With the upcoming racing season looming above them, everyone’s schedule was full of things that needed to be done before the first race even began. From the driver’s needing to get in extra practice around the track, to the mechanics making sure that all the cars were in mint condition, it was a madhouse to say the least. 
As one of the main mechanics in the garage, your responsibility was also piled on. On top of following orders and schedules from the head mechanic, you also had to help ensure that everyone else was also keeping to their time frames and with the drivers throwing more jobs at you to bring their car up to speed, you wondered just how your brain hasn’t fallen apart already. 
It had been another long day and you were walking towards one of the cars when you heard a conversation in passing;
“P’Alan must’ve got new car sprays, I can smell the vanilla smell…” 
“I was in the kitchen and I could smell oranges…. Now I’m craving oranges…"
You didn’t think anything of it, just a random conversation you happened to overhear, but boy did you miss that big cue. You dove your head down to check over the engine of the car as you had previously done, and got immersed back into work. It didn’t take long before your vision started to blur and a sharp piercing headache came on, as your ears ring at a high pitch, almost blocking all the noise around you. You dropped the tool that was in your hand with a loud clang to the floor, then banged your head on the hood of the car as you unconsciously shuffled backwards. 
This is not happening….not now, it’s early. How could I not see the signs?!
Your heart felt like it was beating faster than it should be and the blinding headache was the trigger to your powers coming back in full force. 
‘This car is running smoothly, and at a high speed, but why does it feel like something is still not right?!’
‘I trust that the guys will get everything done in time - what’s going on?’
‘This is going to be great content for our next video!’
‘If I beat P’Babe today, I might just get a reward!’
‘With the wind like this, I need to be careful about when I brake for corners…’
Alan was in his office when he heard the commotion outside, and he got up to see what was going on but one of the mechanics beat him to it as they ran into his office. 
“P’Alan! Something’s wrong with Spark!” the mechanic had exclaimed as he came to a stop. (Spark being the nickname everyone had given you, after your first fix almost ended in flames). Alan sprinted out of his office as quick as he could, but as soon as he reached the workshop floor, you had bolted out the back door, towards the race track. 
North and Sonic, who were by the race track, saw you running for your life towards the open track and they were confused as to what you were doing, until they saw Alan chasing after you. 
“SPARK!”
“P’Alan, what’s going on?!”
“I-I don’t know,” he sighed as he gave up the chase and ran his hand through his hair in frustration. 
Your power overtook your thinking and with all these thoughts being so loud, you didn’t even know where your feet were taking you. After what felt like forever, your body decided it’s had enough of running and just ended up collapsing on the patch of grass in the middle of the track, before you curled up to try and hide from everything and everyone. 
But no matter how small you made yourself to be, your power was currently too strong to control, which was a side effect of taking the suppressants for too long. You were too complacent with this cycle and you didn’t quite plan your break as thoroughly as you normally would have. Now it was causing a big disruption for everything. 
‘Spark… where are you?’
‘Couldn’t have gone far, I can follow the scent…’
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the-bl-road · 2 months
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Please someone confirm with me....
After all these years of being together, we finally see OffGun and TayNew characters getting "married"?!
We started 2024 right!
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the-bl-road · 2 months
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Can someone tell me if there's a full video of the workshop where Nut couldn't stop crying...??
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