#pit crew

[vexter-the-comedian]

[ pitcrew I found :D

@the-ace-ofhearts @st0l2s @123artist-freak123 @sillygoobr64 @mikerooksi @randyaliens @d0ct0r-tyl3nol @magical-feline-pal + anyone else ^^]

[kawasiki-jo]

New Pit Crew just dropped ☄️🤗💛✨

Don't ask me why they don't look like Benz and Garfield, I tried my best. It wasn't enough.

Also someone make a fic before I do. 😂

The uncensored version will be posted in my CF.

[dragonnarrative-writes]

Kink-May 17 - Musk/Scent Kink

Alpha!Soap x Male Omega!Reader

Read on AO3

CW: Omegaverse biology (can be read as trans!Soap), genitals referred to as pussy, non-con body smelling, general rudeness and lack of consideration for others

Bet you thought I forgot.

The worst alpha in your apartment complex has taken over the gym.

John MacTavish is huge, thick neck and arms and thighs, and he stinks, pumping out pheromones and body odor so strong that the it seeps into the laundry room down the hall. He seems to wipe his armpits with every available hand towel. The sauna smells like nothing but his musk and his pussy.

Three omegas have complained to you in the front office. An alpha from the third floor has threatened to break his lease. The budget for scent neutralizers has tripled, and it’s still not enough.

It’s driving you fucking insane.

Every time you confront him, your head goes staticky and brain fog has you tripping over your words as he smirks down at you. You tried calling him to your office, but his crotch at desk height had you sending him away before you could even scold him. You tried talking to him in the hall outside of his apartment, but he answered the door half naked with a used fucking fleshlight in his hand, and you’d fled.

Now, you cover your face with a neutralizing mask and stomp into the gym. The music that he’s blasting with his stupid portable speaker makes you flinch as soon as the door opens, but you grit your teeth and stand by his feet while he finishes on the bench press.

“Mr. MacTavish,” you growl.

He sits up and swipes sweat from his face with one hand, and flicks it away with a sharp motion. “Told ye to call me Johnny, pretty boy.”

“Mr. MacTavish,” you say again. “You need to be more respectful of the other residents and stop scent marking the gym.”

“Oh, is that what all this is aboot?” he asks, gesturing to his own face with a vague circle. “None of the other alphas can compete?”

The audacity. “This is not a territory dispute. Reign it in or we will begin the eviction process.”

When he stands, you stumble back to avoid knocking your nose against his sternum, then yelp when he catches you behind the neck in a rough grip that turns your knees to jelly. You haven’t been scruffed since you were in fourth form. It’s so unexpected, so vulgar, that you can only squeak when he herds you backwards until your back hits the wall.

He tuts as he yanks your mask down under your chin. The sting on the elastic on the back of your ears and the sheer potency of his pheromones makes your eyes water. And then he flicks your voice box, a sharp, startling pain that makes you cough and suck in a sharp breath.

Which is when he lifts his arm and shoves your nose into the slick, humid curve of his armpit.

[themancorialist]

Stevenson Square, Manchester.

[packardbaker]

The Studebaker team preparing for the 1932 Indianapolis 500.

[a-rob-fpv-tumb1-r]

[emuartworks]

A sneak peek at one of my new favorite OCs... Gear the Lynx!! He's himbo of the year in my heart 🧡

[one-man-ticket-stand]

Me when I like you <3

You cannot handle the lore I am about to drop.

[infinitebrians]

I made a bunch of art for the recently aired Pit Crew Trans Am charity stream! It was a 24 hour stream marathon raising money for Trans Lifeline and it made $51,656.24 which is so wild to me, thank you everyone who tuned in!

The first image is a funny snail car animation that was used as the donation alert image, fun to make and extremely heartwarming seeing it show up so frequently during the stream. Second image is all the extra art I made for @emilyaster.bsky.social 's bungie stream. I made them all last minute so there wasn't enough time for her to implement them all into the stream unfortunately but I'm still really happy with how they all came out.

Additionally, I made up some extra sky scenes as stream backgrounds for the Trans Am stream that were used during @tietuesday.bsky.social 's mystery game tourney and @bearpigman.bsky.social 's segment

that stream was such a fun experience and making stuff for pit crew is always great and of course, trans rights are human rights.

[watsonbee]

Brain no write today. Have ocs instead:

I love this pitcrew so much! Like I’ve never been able to capture her hair, vitiligo, or general state of mind all in one go!!!

Anyway, this is Saoirse aka my little trash raccoon. She a very disturbed individual who needs a lot more help than she’s willing to admit and the star whumpee in my story “Blackbirds and bruises” (not sure if I’m going to stick with that title) I’ve only posted about her twice cause I’m still ironing out the story but I’m getting there Ō^Ō

Don’t approach; has rabies and WILL BITE YOU!

This is Cadence, our Yandere whumper determined to make Saoirse love him no matter what

He sees nothing wrong with what he’s doing. What do you mean it’s unethical to kidnap someone and psychologically manipulate them into loving you via pain? She’s the love of his life!!!!

Feel free to throw tomatoes at him

And finally, this is Asier! I’m not going to say too much about him yet (he’s a surprise tool for later)

He has a big heart and gives great hugs!!

Fantastic pitcrew:

[syoddeye]

👉👈 may i offer brain worms about soap? the idea of reader getting set up on a blind date with soap, and not wanting to be there, so in an attempt to like scare him off, the reader tries to it gross him. but that back fires, because soap 100% would take that as you, the reader, being comfortable around him already, and that's what he likes in his bird. i wanna write this myself, but I'm tired and can't get more than an idea i wanna share

alas, i am not in a huge soap mood (deadbeat muse) but i can see it i s'pose. i think the weirder you get, the more into it he is. because if you're this unfiltered now, what's it gonna be like when he gets you alone?

you take him home thinking, if anything, you'll have a decent romp in bed. the next thing you know, he's pinning your wrists above your head and jamming his tongue in your armpit.

[th3-0bjectivist]

My visit to the NASCAR Hall of Fame (Charlotte, NC - JUN 29 2024)

Every year for a few years now, I try to do an Independence Day post where I walk around a few cemeteries and snap some cool photos. But this is an election year, and I'm concerned that I'm going to have to soft-block some political zealot high on their own farts that will leave intellectual gems in the comments like 'Drumpf IZ Hitler!' or 'down with left-cucks in 24!'. So instead, I'm going to share some pictures that I took at the NASCAR Hall of Fame in Charlotte, and you can leave all the unrelated jabbering political frivolity that you'd like in the comments section.

For the record, I'm not into NASCAR at all. I haven't watched a full single race in my lifetime, and I tend to associate it with rednecks driving in circles. Which, to my chagrin, I was dead wrong in my interpretation on. Well, except for the redneck part. There's a hell of a lot more to these beautiful cars than I thought. My visit to this specialized museum was a delicate mix of history, art and science lessons!

The first thing I learned is that although these cars look fully assembled from the outside, they have nearly all the standard parts taken out (the radio, the average driver wheel, the headlights, etc.) and the bodies are composed of a flat sheet of durable metal. These days the car panels, which are composite materials like plastic coated with fibreglass, are then painted over to make a colorful, and often very corporate piece of art that is ready to drive at breakneck speeds. This all makes the modified car as light and agile as possible on the speedway.

In the U.S. south, where I reside these days, stock car racing's roots took hold from prohibition. Stock car racing wasn't just about competition; it was about taking your very fast car and running moonshine and illegally imported booze to different regions around Appalachia. Getting away from highway patrol meant stripping your car of excessive weight and parts, allowing for maximum maneuverability around hairpin turns and extreme acceleration up and down steep hills… all while a 1000-pound barrel of booze was strapped down in the back seat.

This is a picture I snapped inside the Hall of Honor, and that man is Richard 'the King' Petty. As a non-NASCAR fan, his face is the face I most associate with NASCAR, as his signature moustache, glasses and hat stand out to me as a truly memorable and iconic driver. But it’s not just the driver that participates. In NASCAR, your team is composed of a chief, who spots opportunities from television monitors and signals the driver through radio to execute specific moves to win the race, all while managing the rest of the team.

The pit crew consists of mechanics, a jackman (runs around the car with a heavy jack to raise the automobile during a maintenance pit stop), a cut-off valve attendant for refuelling, and a driver attendant who helps the driver get in and out of the car. It doesn't just take an individual driver, but a full team to assist the driver in winning the race. Drivers have suffered concussions, bone fractures, severe burns, whiplash, traumatic bodily injuries and death. Talk about bleeding for your craft!

And now for some art! Pictured above is a full-scale clay model of a Next Gen Ford Mustang. These days, clay models of racing cars are developed from digital designs and used to capture approvals from companies to lay down a final design for a race-worthy automobile. Once you pack a V-8 engine into one of these babies and recreate it out of a steel tube frame, you've got a vehicle that can reach speeds above 200 miles per hour.

Here's my pops, Dave, who I took to this museum as a birthday present. He's a NASCAR freak, and this little excursion to the Hall of Fame actually made him cry for a beat as he recalled decades worth of memories of racers, historic moments, and images of historic back-to-back victories for drivers and their teams.

Every car has the potential to be a race car. It just takes some weight-loss surgery or a good initial design, some driver safety features, and a colorful skin to make the whole thing faster, more agile, and more appealing to the eye. I have to say I never expected to absorb so much from the NASCAR HoF. I was grateful for my visit and wanted to share a portion of what I learned to Tumblr as a fun little sidebar.

I hope you enjoyed this post. And rest assured, you will never see another NASCAR post on my page ever again… y'know, unless it’s a meme or something!

Happy 4th,

th3-0bjectivist (Luke)

[ADDENDUM (07/05/2024): Tumblr ryanthedemiboy pointed out to me in the comments that the third paragraph in this post probably needed some modifications regarding the actual description of the panels, which I originally and ignorantly described as an ‘outer metal hull’. While this might have been the case with older NASCAR vehicles, in modern times the panels are at best ‘metal-skinned’, if that, and manufactured from carbon fibre. Also, older NASCAR vehicles were painted and repainted, but ever since the early 2000’s these vehicles are simply wrapped in a vinyl skin. Thank you for your insight ryanthedemiboy, I will ‘stay in my lane’ so to speak in the future and give these topics, that are alien to me, the research they deserve before I post!]

[writers-blockkk]

Made my gravity falls OC in pitcrew!

I haven't really decided on a name and I've been throwing a few around...

I might actually draw her eventually (idk when)

^where I got the pitcrew^

[pit-crew-chronicles]

You know you’ve spent too long in the pits when you can still feel the phantom of your safety glasses around your ears hours after you took them off.

[dragonnarrative-writes]

I think it’s important to point out that both skunks and ferrets are stinky stinky babies.

The point being, Soap is a big ol stinker.

Hi friend!

He's so stinky. Musky and musty and he likes it. He's clean, but also uses those natural deodorants that only work for about an hour because they're not actually an antiperspirant. (That's a bonus for him, he loves being sweaty.) Gaz does his best to find colognes that work with his stink to be more appealing? But he only wears them on special occasions like railing Gaz into his stinky mattress.

[theplantbish]

Matching bracelets for the Käärijä pit crew 🫡

@tuituipupu @jerejerejere and myself