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[emilymcg23]

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[opelman]

Spa Rally 2022 by Ste Tit

[kevinbradleysstuff]

If your original BMW car mats looked amazing and covered the floors and generally completed the interior, you should stick to them.

[familyvideostevie]

crystal clear

Steve has been keeping something from you but it's not what you expect | 1.2k, fluff, fem!reader, thank you to ace for encouraging me on this one! one of my fave headcanons is steve needing glasses, so here we are.

"Christ," Steve mutters, pacing around his room. He keeps picking up things and putting them down, running his hands through his hair. "Shit." You sit on his bed, waiting for him to tell you what's wrong.

"Baby," he says, reluctantly, "have you seen my glasses?" He's not looking at you as he says it, so he can't see your eyebrows shoot up.

"I'm sorry, your what?"

"Are your ears clogged or something?" he says lightly. As if he could stop you from asking questions.

"Steve," you say, getting off the bed and walking to where he stands searching his desk. "Your what?" He sighs and finally looks at you, wrinkling his nose.

"Don't be mean," he groans. "My glasses. I'm getting a headache, should put 'em on." He rubs a hand down his face and you can see the tension in his jaw.

"You are impossible," you chide. You brush your fingers over his temple as if you could take whatever pain he's feeling from him. "Let me help look. But you have to tell me what I'm looking for since I've never seen them before." You flick his nose gently. He rolls his eyes at you but smiles and leans down to press a quick kiss to your mouth.

"Brown leather case," he says. "Check the car, maybe? Keys are in my pocket." You dip your fingers into the back of his jeans, palm unnecessarily spread as you maintain eye contact. His cheek twitches and he fights a smirk as you make a show of digging for the keys before pulling them out and twirling them around your thumb.

"Handsy," Steve says. "Eyes on the prize, baby. Get it?"

"You're hilarious, Harrington," you deadpan before heading downstairs to his car. His pain can't be that bad if he's still making horrible puns, but you want to keep it that way. The BMW sits in the drive and you pull open the driver's side door and look around the interior. Scuff marks from your shoes, a soda stain from Dustin that you took the blame for, one of Robin's hair clips. You bend a little to get closer to the mats and that's when you see it: a brown leather case trapped under the passenger seat. You fish it out and pop it open to find a simple pair of silver wire frames, one lens thicker than the other. Steve often tells you that his brains have been so scrambled he could be on a diner menu, but you really didn't know it had affected his vision. Sometimes he gets headaches, sure, but usually he just calls you and you lie in the dark with him, stroking his hair.

"Found 'em!" you call as you go back into the house. "They were under the seat." Steve is leaning against the kitchen counter, clearly having decided you'd be successful.

"Should've known. I've been wearing them when I drive at night." He reaches for the case but you swat his hand away and step into his space. You remove the frames from the case carefully and reach up to perch them on his face. He holds very still, mouth turned up at the corner.

"Oh god," you say once they're on. Your palms rest on his chest. "Christ." Steve looks worried for a second, hands coming to rest on your hips, fingers a little tight over your shirt.

"What? What's wrong?"

"You are unbelievable," you scold, making sure to keep it light and teasing. "It's so unfair how glasses only make you look hotter."

Steve groans, throwing his head back and shaking it a little before laughing. His hands loosen and his thumbs sneak under your hem to rub warm circles on your bare skin.

"You think so?"

"Don't be modest, Steve. You have to know that this whole thing --" you wave your hand over him -- "is just..it's...I'm blushing just looking at you!"

"Okay, okay, I get it," he says. Despite his reputation and his history, Steve takes compliments like a kid taking cold medicine. He pulls one hand off of you to run it through his hair and you have to fight to keep an embarrassing noise in your throat, moving your fingers to his belt loops instead.

"What didn't you tell me about them?" you wonder out loud. You're not mad, you just want to understand.

"Honestly, I forgot," he shrugs, cheeks pink. "I swear. I've only had them a week and I keep losing them."

"Do you need to wear them all the time?"

"Yeah," he mumbles. His free hand comes back to toy with a strand of your hair. "I should. When I'm driving or at work or reading...not that I do much of that. But if I do it without them I'll get a headache." He sighs. "Been knocked around one time too many, I guess."

You frown at the reminder of Steve's pain, of all the things he's suffered through because he's brave and kind and good.

"We should get another pair so you have two, just in case. I'll carry one around." The pretty flush spreads down his cheeks to his neck.

"Really? You'd want to?"

"Course, Steve. Gotta keep that pretty head of yours good and healthy." You poke him on the forehead. The glasses make his eyes impossibly big, and they are warmer than usual, so mesmerizing you don't know how you're going to deal with this every day. He blows a raspberry at your staring before taking the frames off and setting them on the counter.

"Hey, you just said you need to wear those --" He presses one hand into the small of your back to bring you even closer before hovering his lips over yours. You always keep your eyes open as long as you can before Steve kisses you because every second you get to look at him feels special, feels like you have to savor it. But your lids flutter close as he slots his mouth over yours and that sound you tampered down before finally escapes. He smiles when he hears it, nose brushing yours as he makes sure to kiss you thoroughly. Perhaps too thoroughly for his parent's kitchen in the middle of the day, but you'd never complain. He releases you and you're a little dazed as he puts his glasses back on, looking entirely too pleased.

"Do things look different?" you ask before wincing at how stupid it sounds. It's his fault anyway -- your brain is fuzzy from his closeness, even still.

"A little," he replies. His smile is soft, lips pink and pupils blown. He brings his thumb up to brush across your own swollen lower lip. "Helps with this eye." He gestures to the one that's been blackened almost too many times to count.

"Do I look different?" This question is softer, a little more serious. He studies you for a second, tilting your head left then right, pretending to think on it. His gaze travels across your brow and down your cheeks, documenting every hair and freckle and mark as if he didn't already have them memorized.

"Nope," he says finally. "Always been able to see you clearly, baby." You flush to the tips of your ears, your chest a warm mess of fondness and love.

"Still pretty as ever, too," he adds. "Seriously, every day I look at you and think, how is this even allowed?" You wrinkle your nose at him before resting your head on his chest, his arms coming around you. He laughs, just happy to have this moment with you, and you can feel it, his heartbeat strong in your ear. I am so lucky, you think. Steve is thinking the same thing.

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[pucksandpower]

Helloo could u pls do a mat barzal x f! F1 driver 🥰

Mat Barzal x F1 driver!Reader - Instagram AU

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y/nstroll hockey has always been close to my heart. thank you to the canadiens organization for your incredible hospitality and making a dream come true!

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canadiensmtl 💙🤍❤️

astonmartinf1 multisport queen

barzal97 you should give a blue and orange #13 jersey a try next

habsfan2 and what are you doing here, barzy?

hockeyfan3 our favorite himbo is trying to be smooth

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barzal97 let’s ride

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titobeauvi91 hopefully her driving will rub off on you

y/nstroll he’s not allowed to drive when i’m in the car with him

n_dobson that jersey 🔥

owalstrom97 makes your bmw look plain

y/nstroll not everyone can chill with james bond

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y/nstroll when the off-season and summer shutdown collide

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titobeauvi91 you let him drive?

y/nstroll he pulled out the puppy eyes

estebanocon my invite must have gotten lost in the mail

y/nstroll … monaco next week?

estebanocon only if i get to choose where we all go to dinner

barzal97 as long as it’s not pasta. i don’t think i can look at another bowl of pasta for a year

owahlstrom97 be honest, how much time did he spend staring at the mirror?

y/nstroll a lot

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barzal97 the motherland

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hockeyfan1 i can’t stop staring

barzybabe his arms

islandersfan5 the unbuttoned shirt

y/nstroll i get it

hockeywags relatable queen

owahlstrom97 living on long island has prepared you for this moment

y/nstroll i give his italian a 4/10

barzal97 i just have a new york accent!

y/nstroll you’re canadian

[seat-safety-switch]

Once again, I am tested by my circumstances. The local animal shelter was looking for someone to drive some dogs to their various appointments. That responsibility fell to me, a drivers-license-having individual with a community service requirement with an “exponent” symbol in it in Microsoft Excel, to truck them there. Nobody else wanted to do it, possibly because some of the dogs have what medical experts are calling “the terror shits.”

Naturally, I couldn’t do this in my own car. Not only is the Volare incapable of holding any passengers due to the structural rust issues, but I like to keep the car clean. That’s why there’s the big holes in the floor: any dropped candy wrappers, stray strands of hair, or spilled coffees will just run out when I lift the floor mat on the expressway. No: the animal shelter was very insistent that what I would receive is a 2005 Chevy Express van, white-on-white.

This van was, well, a van. For some reason, everyone I met was apologizing to me about “how old” it was, and how they had “no money” in the budget with which to upgrade it. I didn’t have the heart to tell them that it was several decades newer than anything I’d ever operated, and I was a little bit intimidated by driving something that could go forward and backward, without having to turn the engine off and push it a little bit first.

Still, after a few minutes on the road, I immediately saw what they meant. It didn’t have any soul, this new automobile, being enormously competent at virtually every task. It didn’t shake violently on the highway, all the doors stayed closed, and it could go around corners without the windshield falling out. Soon, I was going an integer multiple of the posted speed limit, still feeling it was too slow because the sensation of danger was no longer prickling its way up my spine. I was practically falling asleep, and when I arrived at the vet’s office an hour away nearly 45 minutes ahead of schedule, I decided something had to be done for the safety of my canine charges.

While the dogs were in the shop, getting their tires rotated, I decided to do a little bit of work on my own. I had been stuck behind a slow-moving BMW SUV on the off-ramp. It was now parked outside a realtor’s office, taunting me with its copious reserve of compressed air and torque. I decided that if they weren’t gonna use their turbocharger, then I should rightfully be entitled to it. After all, it’s for the public good: who would deny these dogs an efficient, comfortable ride? Using the BMW’s toolkit and a piece of parking lot rebar as a lever, I soon had the turbocharger worked off of the engine, dropped out the bottom, and swaged into the van’s induction system. To test it out, I jumped in and pinned the throttle a few times, hearing the delightful whoosh of at least a hundred more horsepower. Yeah. This would do nicely.

All I’m legally allowed to tell you about what happened next is two things. One, the van really was less boring after all this work. The little V8 sang with the joys of forced induction, and the tires smoked well through however many gears this magic future transmission had in it. Two, it was a good thing I was going to the dog groomer’s next, because none of these animals were in a presentable shape. It turns out dogs afflicted with the terror-shits don’t like to pull a deep thirteen-second quarter mile, which is definitely something they should have told me before they gave me the keys.

Not every day of volunteering is going to be perfect. Next time I go back, I think I’ll cut a hole in the floor instead. At least that will make the cleanup easier.

[melanieph321]

Antony x Reader - Forever Starts Now

Summary - Reader calls ex boyfriend Antony after losing friend at party.

Enjoy!

"Do you need me to come pick you up?"

"No, I just lost Trina and I don't know anyone else at this party."

"So you called me?"

You rolled your eyes at Antony's comment. However you wonder what his initial reaction was seeing your name pop up on the display.

"Could you please just stay with me on the phone until I find her? Please?"

His sigh vibrated your ear. "Alright I'm here."

"Thank you."

You were together for two years before breaking up six months ago. The break up was mutual and you continued to be friends ever since. You and Antony had a habit of running into each other a little  bit too often because of your close circle of friends. Tonight, however, you went out with one of your coworkers, someone Antony didn’t know very well. Trina, was her name. A real party girl.

You moved through the crowded club looking for your friend. The music was loud but you could still here Antony breathing on the other end of the line. You knew his schedule very well, today was his day off from training and so he wasn't worried about being up too late.

"Have you been drinking?" He asked.

"Yes but not at the club. I had a few shots at Trina's house before we left."

"A few?"

You could here the concern in Antony's voice.

"Yes, a few. But I'm not drunk or anything?"

"You sure?"

"Yes I'm—"

You shriek as something wet splashes against you.

"Y/N what happened? Are you okay?" Antony shouts in your ear.

You wipe your hands down your now wet dress? "No. A drunk idiot just poured his fucking drink all over me."

"That's it, I'm coming to get you "

"Antony wait—"

The line went flat.

"Ugh." You groaned. You were angry at Trina for going off to dance with some random guy and angry at Antony for hanging up the phone. But knowing him well you new he'd pull up to the club to collect you and so you headed out to wait for him.

Fifteen minutes and there he was, pulling up to the side walk, asking you to get into the backseat of his BMW.

"Why the backseat?" You said, shutting the door.

Antony turned in his seat to look at you. "I don't want your dress staining my seats."

"But..." Confused, you point to the seat right under you.

"Those are leather." He said. "Easier to wipe off."

"Just drive." You muttered.

He laughed, pushing the car to start.

You leaned your head against the windows, watching the lights on the highway flash by. You knew Antony was taking you to his house. There was no way he was dropping you off at your apartment complex looking like a mess. For some reason he was convinced that your 70 year old neighbor had a thing for you.

"He has a dog." You said, as Antony explained the reason for missing the exit that would take you to your house.

"So? He isn't fucking the dog is he?"

You shook your head in disbelief. "You're so paranoid Antony."

"And you have awful friends." He said, his words silencing you for a bit.

"Trina is not my friend she's my coworker. She thought it would be nice if we went out for some drinks."

"And how did that go?" He snorted.

"Trina was just trying to cheer me up, more than you tried to do when I told you about Dalot uninviting me to his wedding."

"Is this what this is about?" Antony wants to shift his head to look at you, but stops himself as he has to keep one eye on the road.

"Babe, is this what this is about, Dalot not inviting you to his wedding?"

"Antony we went over this, you can't call me babe anymore. I'm not your girlfriend."

He sighed. "Just answer my question."

"Yes." You muttered. " I was looking forward to going to that wedding. Now I have to burn the dress I bought."

Antony pulls up to the driveway of his house. You walk ahead as he goes to park the car In the garage. You go to open the door with the spare key under the welcome mat. Once your inside you head upstairs to clean yourself up in the bathroom. Antony appears in the doorway after a while. He watches you as you comb your hair in the mirror. Most of your stuff were still left behind at his house. Your comb, your creams and your tooth brush. You even switched out your wet dress for your XXL number 21 Manchester jersey.

"Why burn the dress?" He asked leaning against the frame. "Why not just return it like a normal person?"

"Because..." You said, meeting his eyes in the mirror. "I don't want anyone else to wear it."

"Y/N." Antony sighed, coming up behind you in the mirror.

It felt surreal what you two had. How comfortable you two were around each other after a break up that perhaps shouldn't have happened at all.

"Dalot means nothing personal, you know that right? He's just thinks it will be awkward inviting me and my ex to the same party."

"Well will it?" You said, turning around to face him.

He looks down on you with kind eyes.

"Not for us no. But it's hard for other people to understand why I'm still friends with my ex."

I lower my head. "Sometimes it's hard for me to understand too."

"Hey."

Antony goes to raise my chin, forcing me to look at him. "Don't do that."

"Do what."

"Listen to them." He said.

You smiled. "It is pretty fucked up though." You turn back to the mirror and start collecting your things. Antony trails your steps out in the hall and into his bedroom.

"I don't think so." He shrugged and began removing his shirt and jeans, leaving him in only his underwear. "I mean we used to love each other didn't we?"

You look at him with a raised brow. "Yeah and?"

"I dunno. I guess I believe that once you fall in love with another person you can't just fall out of love that easily. It just doesn't seem natural, don't you think?"

You paused yourself from getting into bed. Antony however was already covering himself with the duvet. He reached for the lights and the room went dark. Still you stood by the edge of the bed, duvet in your hand.

"What are you doing?" He chuckled.

"Antony do you still love me?"

Silence. Then a ruffle of the duvet. "I mean...of course I do. It's only been six months. For all know I was going to spend the rest of my life with you."

You shook you head at what you were hearing. "Then how come you broke up with me?"

"Me, broke up with you?" The bed shook as Antony raised himself to sit. "Y/N, your the one that broke up with me."

"Only because I thought you wanted me to."

"Well why did you think that?"

It was hard to tell weather he was really upset with you since you couldn't see his expression in the dark. Either way you remained standing at the edge of the bed, looking down on his shadow.

"I dunno." You said quietly. "You seemed so closed of during the last couple of months that we were together and since you were having a tough time at United back then I thought..." Your  voice trailed off.

"You thought what?"

You could feel Antony pulling at the covers, trying to find you in the dark. "I thought I'd give you space." You whispered.

"Y/N." He sighed.

You gasped as his arms suddenly pulled you down, flipping you to lay on your back.

"Does it look I need any space." He said his body pressing against you, his lips warm against your ear.

You squealed a quiet "No." and that was enough for things to start again.

Antony found you lips in the dark, as well as his hands finding their way under your shirt.

"How could you ever...." His hand found its way down your panties "...think that I'd..." the other one groped your breast. "...want you out of my life."

"Antony." You gasped.

He was eager, more eager for you body than he had ever been. His mouth moved from your lips to the swell of your breast, licking across your nipples until they were hard pebbles.

"Fuck." You cried, as he grabbed your thighs, burying his head between them.

"Antony, not so fast." You said, his egaer for your body already pushing you to your limit. He stopped licking your folda, only savoring the taste of you as he planted  soft kisses on your inner thigh.

"Come here. " You said, wanting his body pressing against you again. The matress dipped as he crawled back to you, tracing kisses up the creases of your hips. You ditched the Manchester shirt once he reached you. His erection lay firm against your thigh as he placed himself between you, before pulling himself out of his underwear.

"No condom?" You said, feeling a swell in the pit of your stomach, excited to have him inside you either way.

"No." Antony said, his voice dark but clear. "I said I want you forever. Forever starts now."

"Fuck." You cried out as he thrust himself against you, pressing your body deep into the matress. You raised your hips, welcoming him in this way. The rhythm wad fast and had you both breathless within a few minutes. Soon both of you cried out in triumph. Coming together in unison, your sweaty bodies laying pliant in the dark.

As the two of you curled up to each other to lay In a spoon, you thought, "At least now I don't have to burn my dress. Take that Dalot!"

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[emilymcg23]

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[curiositydooropened]

WIP Wednesday - Teaser - Snowed In

Synopsis: When a girl's trip to a secluded cabin is ruined by a snow storm and Robin's friend, Steve, you wonder if you could make the best out of a cozy situation.

A/N: This is fluff and cute. It's got it all. Power outage, only one bed? We love to see such light positivity from me. Let's get real, I'll probably make it super freaking dark somehow. xo

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The drifts had nearly washed out the highway below, and your back-end squealed and swished up the hill, but the promise of a Hot Toddy and much-awaited girl time spurred you onwards. You employed the tactics your father screamed into you at sixteen: low gear, take the foot off the gas to gain traction, slow and steady, and if you start to skid, steer into it. You’d come too far to turn back now. The hand carved sign denoting the ski hill was miles ago, it’s base packed with graveled snow, and you’d already made a final turn into a row of pristine chalets. 

The small lane looked like double rows of gingerbread houses, Bavarian yet modern, dark wood with icicles growing on sloped roofs. Of all of them, one had a car set out front, a maroon BMW that looked out of place among the evergreens. You knew Robin didn’t drive, but you suspected the friends’ she mentioned had parents with money.

Gloved fingers firm on ten and two, you pumped the brakes to avoid locking up, and slid gracefully into the hillside beyond the driveway. You cursed as your front bumper knocked the snow from a mailbox, but when no damage appeared visible from your angle beneath the windshield, you turned off the engine and shouldered out of your little car. 

The road was deceptively icy, ruts dipping beneath the freshly fallen snow, and you had to hang on tight to your driver’s side door as you exited, the balls of your sneakered feet slipping comically beneath you. Gaining your bearings, you patted the roof of your car in gratitude and shuffled around the back end to pop open the hatchback to gather your bags.

The wind whipped at your cheeks, bitter and sharp, blurring everything in white and ice and cold. Each side of the little walkway was piled with snow to your thighs, apparently shoveled in the last few hours. You clambered your way up, sneakers squeaking on a dry door mat, face pinched and teeth chattering as your gloved knuckles fought to make noise against a wooden front door. 

The answer took too long, required the beat of your toes against the wood for more volume, and you hunkered tighter into the collar of your puffer jacket, vowing to smack Robin once she let you inside. You could smell wood burning through frozen nostrils, and you closed your eyes to imagine the warmth that lay just beyond. Your friend from work, and her friends from home, gathered around a stove in flannel pajamas, pouring alcohol into steaming mugs and offering salutations to a new year without the pressures of a deadline or a fundraiser or, in your case, a new year without Men. 

You’d been looking forward to this girl’s weekend since Robin brought it up months ago, always down for an adventure and a getaway, but especially now after Christmas rejection from the Hometown Hero that had stolen (and crushed) your heart. You couldn’t board the flight from home fast enough.

The door swung open in a burst of heat, and you sighed at the feeling, eyes squeezed shut, breathing in the rush of cedar and… was that a pot of hot coffee? You salivated with a smile. “Thank God you opened, I thought I was going to die of hypothermia out here.” You blinked your eyes open to be face-to-face with a man. 

His pink lips were cocked in confusion, eyebrows puckered, hair a swoop of golden brown atop his head. He had broad shoulders, and from this proximity, you could make out the smattering of freckles on his face, and the way his forest green cable knit sweater brought out the caramel of his eyes, and for half a second, your decree of No-Men-New-Year had flown south for winter.

“Sorry, I almost didn’t hear you.” He glanced to the door, and your eyes flit to the snow kicked by the toe of your boot, the same incriminating freeze that layered the door mat beneath you. 

You blinked again, remembered your place, and hunkered frigid cheeks into your collar. “No, I’m sorry. I think I have the wrong house.” You offered a sheepish smile, and a wave, but the little brass 4 under a lantern indicated otherwise. 

“Oh, shit, you must be Robin’s friend from work,” the boy supplied, side-stepping to gesture for you to hurry inside.

A level of frustration settled over you then, like you’d driven all this way for Robin to have betrayed you in this way, without her even knowing about the utter heartbreak that had wracked your holiday. You almost contemplating turning around, sledding your way back down the hill on snow-packed tires, but a particularly strong gust of wind sent you tumbling in after the mystery man. 

“Here, can I take anything?” He offered once the door was safely closed and the warmth settled to your features, too-hot too-fast. 

You fumbled for what to say, but he was quicker, already removing your grocery bags from your hands.

“Kitchen?” He asked, gesturing past the entry way. 

You nodded, grasping for something to say, to explain yourself. 

“Go ahead and kick your shoes off. Coat closet’s there,” he nodded to a little door directly adjacent. And then he was off, the rustle of bags and socked feet against hard wood. 

You harrumphed in distress to no one, and packed your own squeaking to hear for conversation. When none was heard, dread came over you. You were early. You were early, and Robin wasn’t here, and a strange man was in her place. Or, you stopped mid-un-zip, a man had come and murdered Robin and her friends and now waited for you to finish the job. 

“They aren’t here yet,” he appeared back in the doorway, startling you. He leaned against the trim, crossed arms over his broad chest, and patiently waited for you to remove your gear. 

It was murderer or the cold, and you figured you didn’t really have a choice. With a polite smile, you shrugged out of your jacket, your gloves, toed out of ice block shoes and soaked your socks against the hardwood. You placed everything in the closet, and waited for this stranger to push himself from the doorway and lead you elsewhere.

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Where Can I Find the Best BMW Parts in Australia?

Introduction

Why Choosing Genuine BMW Parts is Important

Your BMW is a high-performance machine designed with precision engineering. Using genuine BMW parts ensures that your car runs smoothly and maintains its value. Genuine parts are specifically designed for your model and come with a warranty, giving you peace of mind.

Benefits of Genuine BMW Parts

Quality Assurance: Genuine parts are tested for quality and durability.

Performance: Designed to fit and function perfectly with your BMW.

Warranty: Comes with a manufacturer’s warranty, providing security.

Where to Find BMW Parts in Australia

Finding genuine BMW parts Australia is easier than you might think. Discover the best sources for BMW parts in Australia, ensuring your luxury vehicle receives genuine components for optimal performance and reliability Various dealers and online stores offer a wide range of parts to keep your BMW in top condition.

Popular Sources

BMW Dealerships: Official dealerships provide the most reliable source of genuine parts.

Online Stores: Websites like JustBMW.com.au offer a vast selection of parts.

Local Mechanics: Some local workshops specialize in BMW repairs and parts.

BMW Dealers Brisbane Australia

If you’re in Brisbane, finding reputable BMW dealers Brisbane Australia is crucial. These dealers not only sell new cars but also provide genuine parts and professional maintenance services.

Top Dealers in Brisbane

Brisbane BMW: Known for excellent customer service and a wide range of parts.

Westside BMW: Offers both new and used parts, along with servicing options.

BMW Wreckers

For those looking for more affordable options, BMW wreckers can be a goldmine. These businesses salvage parts from damaged or end-of-life BMWs, offering them at a fraction of the cost.

Benefits of Using BMW Wreckers

Cost-Effective: Access to parts at a lower price.

Wide Range: Find rare and hard-to-source parts.

Environmentally Friendly: Reusing parts helps reduce waste.

BMW Parts Sydney

Recommended Stores in Sydney

Sydney BMW: Offers a comprehensive selection of parts and accessories.

BMW Spares Sydney: Specializes in both new and used parts.

BMW Accessories Australia

Enhancing your BMW with the latest accessories is a great way to personalize your vehicle. BMW accessories Australia are available through various channels, ensuring you find exactly what you need.

Types of Accessories

Interior: Seat covers, floor mats, and steering wheel covers.

Exterior: Spoilers, body kits, and custom rims.

Technology: Upgraded sound systems and GPS units.

BMW Wreckers Perth

Perth residents can also benefit from specialized BMW wreckers Perth. These businesses provide an affordable alternative to purchasing new parts.

Top BMW Wreckers in Perth

Perth BMW Wreckers: Known for their extensive inventory and knowledgeable staff.

WA Auto Wreckers: Offers a wide range of parts for various BMW models.

BMW Wreckers Brisbane

In Brisbane, there are several reputable BMW wreckers Brisbane that can help you find the parts you need without breaking the bank.

Notable Wreckers

Brisbane Wreckers: Specializes in BMW parts and offers competitive prices.

Southside Wreckers: Known for their vast selection and excellent customer service.

BMW Parts Perth Australia

Finding reliable BMW parts Perth Australia is crucial for maintaining your vehicle. Perth has a range of suppliers and dealers to choose from.

Best Places to Buy BMW Parts in Perth

Auto Classic BMW: Offers a full range of genuine parts and accessories.

Perth Euro Parts: Specializes in European car parts, including BMW.

BMW Accessories

Accessorizing your BMW can enhance its appearance and functionality. There are numerous sources for high-quality BMW accessories.

Popular Accessories

Car Covers: Protect your BMW from the elements.

Performance Parts: Boost your car’s performance with custom exhausts and intakes.

Aesthetic Upgrades: Enhance the look of your BMW with custom grilles and lights.

BMW Spare Parts

Keeping spare parts on hand can save you time and hassle. BMW spare parts are essential for regular maintenance and unexpected repairs.

Essential Spare Parts

Filters: Oil, air, and fuel filters.

Brake Pads: Ensure your brakes are always in top condition.

Belts and Hoses: Replace worn-out belts and hoses to avoid breakdowns.

BMW Parts Perth

For those in Perth, having access to reliable BMW parts Perth is essential. There are several trusted suppliers in the area.

Reliable Suppliers

Prestige Auto Parts: Known for their high-quality parts and excellent service.

Eurospares: Specializes in European car parts, including BMW.

Best Genuine BMW Parts Online Australia

Top Online Stores

JustBMW.com.au: Offers a comprehensive selection of genuine parts and accessories.

BMW Parts Online: Specializes in genuine BMW parts with fast shipping across Australia.

FAQs About BMW Parts in Australia

1. Where can I find genuine BMW parts in Australia?

You can find genuine BMW parts through official BMW dealerships, specialized online stores like JustBMW.com.au, and reputable local mechanics.

2. Are BMW wreckers a reliable source for parts?

Yes, BMW wreckers are a cost-effective source for parts. They salvage usable parts from damaged or end-of-life vehicles, offering them at lower prices.

3. How do I ensure the parts I buy are genuine?

Always purchase from reputable dealers, online stores with good reviews, or directly from official BMW dealerships. Look for parts with a warranty.

4. Can I buy BMW parts online?

Yes, buying BMW parts online is convenient and often cheaper. Ensure you purchase from reputable online stores that specialize in genuine BMW parts.

5. What are the benefits of using genuine BMW parts?

Genuine BMW parts are designed to fit and function perfectly with your vehicle, ensuring optimal performance, durability, and safety. They also come with a manufacturer’s warranty.

6. What types of BMW accessories are available in Australia?

You can find a wide range of BMW accessories, including interior upgrades like seat covers and floor mats, exterior enhancements like spoilers and custom rims, and technological upgrades such as advanced sound systems and GPS units.

7. How can I find BMW wreckers in Brisbane?

Search online for reputable BMW wreckers in Brisbane or visit local auto salvage yards that specialize in European cars. Some well-known wreckers include Brisbane Wreckers and Southside Wreckers.

8. Where can I buy BMW parts in Perth?

9. Are there any risks associated with buying used BMW parts from wreckers?

While buying used parts from wreckers can be cost-effective, there’s a risk of receiving parts that are worn out or not in good condition. Always inspect the parts thoroughly and buy from reputable wreckers.

10. What should I consider when buying BMW spare parts?

When buying BMW spare parts, consider the quality, compatibility with your vehicle, and the warranty offered. It’s also important to purchase from trusted suppliers to ensure you get genuine parts.

Conclusion

Finding the right parts and accessories for your BMW in Australia is crucial for maintaining its performance and value. Whether you’re looking for genuine parts from official dealers, cost-effective options from wreckers, or convenient online purchases, there are plenty of reliable sources available. By understanding your options and choosing wisely, you can keep your BMW running smoothly and looking its best for years to come.