#underthehood

[menemennpastirma]

Greta Thunberg on the inside of an engine hood. How dare you? 😂

[sierrablxckwell]

           It was ear shattering, the footsteps scrabbling up weathered tiles, laughter escaping parted fibres as the window was yanked open. Half of Rory falling into her room as she grinned. “Evening,” a cocked, perhaps cheshire grin that coated her dark features as she heard footsteps pound towards her room, the door flying open revealing her mother. Exasperated sighs but a smile nevertheless. “Rory, you’re aware we have a door, right?” those who knew mama blackwell could detect the humour in her tone, a smile hinting to fill her lips. “Staying for dinner?” disappearing without an answer. The woman would cook for him just in case, they both knew it. Painted digits slid in the latest ‘Goo Goo Doll album,’ before collapsing on her bed; feet swinging wildly.                               FEAT - @roryhirsch​

[restomodmusclecar]

Chevelle under the hood upgrades, me treating her like it’s a photoshoot 😂. #underthehood #chevelle #baggedmusclecar #photoshoot #fanboys #carshow #airbags #models https://www.instagram.com/p/B4NIzRsJZaZ/?igshid=8qvbtgq6knqx

[srt-doll]

•📸(07.14.2018) #Saturday 💤💤💤💤💤💤💤💤💤 .............................................. #Daily ♥️ #Blessed
#MyBabyDoll 🖤&💙 #Drives #Music #SRTDoll Now, #HellCat #2018 #707HP #MyHappy 🖤&💙 #SRT #Dodge #Hemi #MyLove #MuscleCar #AmericanMuscle ~~~ #BlackOnBlack #2007 #Charger #SRT8 #6Point1 #ShesBeautiful #BehindTheWheel #Anytime #iWorkOnHer #UnderTheHood

[secondtimearoundwatchco]

Another shot from Concorso Ferrari, yesterday. Loving it!

[historyofthebatman]

Defining Batman’s religion has been debatable due to the incongruence of Batman artists and writers through the Caped Crusader’s past 78 years. An exclamation of “My God!” or “God in heaven!” is translated into merely an expression; many, based on his mastery of all sciences, detective persona and exposure to the supernatural, believe he is considered an atheist or an agnostic. But when you examine Bruce Wayne and Batman’s evolution over the last seven decades, you observe actions such as prayer, exposure to other cultures and, in a morbid sense, the type of imagery used to adorn his family or other allies’ gravestones (Matt Wagner cover to Batman 639 presented). In the end, Batman’s religion is decided upon which comic you read and media you watch but nevertheless Batman’s relationship with God or a higher power is a topic worth noting. For our next history session “Batman and Religion: A History”, we will highlight stories that give us a glimpse of the Dark Knight’s religious preference, many times reflecting the real life era, the writer or both, and what this reveals about Bruce’s inner demons and struggles of being the Batman. We’ll begin this session soon, so stay tuned for more History of the Batman! ✌🏼💙🦇🙏🏼

[sierrablxckwell]

                –– - Held breaths, clasped hands. The rain drizzled down heated cheeks as they game played. Pulse racing as they got to the last try. “They need one more touchdown to win,” an echo of screams and cheers echoed the field. Thunders of encouragements filling the energy around them. “Go Ben!” her throat scratching as she yelled, like she was aiming to be the loudest person there. She wanted everyone to  how proud; how excited she was. Scraping back wet locks as the tension held the air. Erupting screams shattering it as they won. Heavy, fast steps carried her towards him. Arms outstretched, wonky grin, “you did it!” Excitement lacing her every fibre, lips smushing. “Celebratory burger with Rory, Nadia and Ava?”                               FEAT – @benjaminconrad

[sierrablxckwell]

              –– - It was a weekly ritual. Finish cheer practise and race back to her parent’s place. The warm scent of freshly baked brownies and spaghetti bolognese filled the house. The low hum of trumpets and soul, her house vibrating with soft singing, paint splayed walls and her brother playing his video games obnoxiously loud. Her mother loved Ava as much as the young girl did. Feet thundering up the stairs, cheer skirts bouncing as they did, pom pom’s ruffling out the edge of her backpack. “What are we going for–– Hanson, Spice Girls?” she quipped, cocking her head in her ridiculously high pony tail. “Or ––Movie,” she yelled, a decibel too loud and slightly too excited. clapping her hands together. Disappearing for a fleeting moment, she reappeared with two brownies and drinks. “Get y’self ready for the ultimate movie night.”                            FEAT –– @avahalliwell