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multific · 2 years
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Love Beyond Everything
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Jesse Cromeans x Reader
Summary: You loved your husband more than anything. He was your reason to live, you knew about his hobby and you feared something bad could happen to him.
When Spann called you, you felt as if someone threw ice-cold water all over you. 
The news of your husband almost dying scared you beyond anything. He was the center of your world, your everything. If you were to lose him...
Your driver dropped you off at the warehouse. 
Preston greeted you at the front, guiding you to where he was.
He was lying behind curtains in a makeshift hospital room, the doctor came over to you and explained what happened.
"I want her dead," you said simply, as you turned towards Preston.
"Already a step ahead of you Miss." he said as he showed you the footage. You nodded and they both left.
You looked at him through the curtain, and he turned away, hiding his face.
"I'm so glad you are alive Jesse. I was so afraid when Spann called." you watched as his hand moved into a fist, tearing the sheets. He couldn't talk, he didn't have his device with him, but somehow you understood. "I know you don't like the fact that he killed your piggy. But if it wouldn't be him, I would have done it myself. Don't misunderstand please, I do not care about superficial things like that and you know that, but she nearly killed you." You moved your hand behind the curtain and grabbed his wrist. You could only imagine the pain he felt, you could never fathom the pain he went through, is going through. But you loved him, and he was strong, he will be up on his feet quickly.
"He needs a new piggy," you said to Spann who nodded.
"Yes, I am already looking." she said as she showed you photos. Jesse needed to keep his mind off of his face and focus on something else.
You pointed at a photo of a blonde woman. "He'll like her."
And with that, you went back to your husband. Holding his hand as he lay there.
You weren't there when he was finally walking, you weren't there when Preston tried to betray him, you weren't there when the police busted his warehouse, but you were the first person they brought in when his identity was discovered.
You had to play and pretend, and you were quite the actress. When they showed you the photos, you recalled all women, some were chosen by you. 
But of course, Jesse made sure nothing pointed at you, so you were free to go after you claimed not to know anything.
The new place of operations was a little better than the last one. The building still had that terrible feeling about it. But at least it had more space.
As you walked into the building, you rushed to your husband, hugging him, he had the chrome mask on his face, but you could see his eye through it. 
"They are investigating, but they only found our old house, and the old warehouse. They know your name but they are clueless." you told him.
He said down in his leather chair, typing on his phone.
'Are you okay?' he asked.
"Me? Of course, how are you? How's your face, still hurts?" he didn't reply and instead started typing again.
'Now, I even look like a monster.'
"Don't say that, Honey! Of course, you are not a monster! It was their fault! They hurt you! All they had to do was to give you the girl, instead, they did this." You moved closer to him, and you noticed he tried to get further away, but the carpet stopped him. You grabbed his face, and made him look at you. "I do not care how you look like, you'll always be handsome to me. Inside and out. I love you for you, not for your face." You placed a kiss on his mask before pulling away, you intended to go and pour a glass of dink for yourself but he stopped you by grabbing your waist and burying his face into your stomach. 
Your fingers started to run random patterns on his head and shoulders, trying your best to keep him calm and let him know he's safe with you.
You looked down at him, noticing how he started to remove his mask, he once again hid his face into you. You knew, no matter how he looked like, you'd still love him, but you couldn't help the anger bubbling in you, they did this to him, hurt him. How dare they.
He then slowly, looked up at you, and you smiled.
"There you are, Sweetheart. Handsome as ever." you smiled as he finally looked at you.
You didn't lie, you still found him very attractive, the scarring concerned you more because of the pain he had to endure. 
"I love you." you said and kissed his lips softly.
"I love you too." came the voice from his phone which made you laugh a little.
Nothing and no one can take him away from you.
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A/N: The lovely Jesse is being added to my list of Slashers! Expect more to come for him! I’m also open for ideas for him, so let me know if you have an idea.
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shami-cha · 3 months
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First Artfight attacks !
Characters :
1. The Corrupted, Foxa59
2. Alice Folylove, PercyTheRandomOne
3. Chromehead, Scry
Here's my Artfight
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ilcovodelbikersgrunf · 7 months
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da Chromehead MP
ORA
Attraverso l'eco della risata, ora lontana e debole,
Un motociclista va avanti, gravato dal peso.
Nello specchietto retrovisore, un riflesso, un sospiro,
Un motociclista stanco guarda il tempo che passa.
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geodavinci · 5 years
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Heres another Original piece I drew up for whoever would like to jump on it. I can't wait to tattoo this one! Thanks for looking. . . . . . . . . . . #originalart #tattoodesign #chromehead #skullart #skullsofinstagram #spacedout #thirdeye #neotraditional #tattoolovers #newschool #originaldesign #ink #inkedup #inkjunkies #stickerstyle #skinsticker #inktherapy #lifeiscolorful #GeoMetrixTattoo #GeoDaVinci (at Norfolk, Virginia) https://www.instagram.com/p/B4ZNDsthZVd/?igshid=1fk3syaqvuwxd
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roeiboot · 7 years
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Write a caption... #Repost @bmw.r1200.cruiser ・・・ Taking a little ride (~1100 getting here wasn’t enough...) #IB2k17 #Pcb2k17 #iBMW #BMW #Motorrad #r1200c #cruiser #BMWCruiser #2cylinder #boxer #engine #chromehead #007 #Beemer #NOTBimmer ;} #BayerischeMotorenWerke
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sunfish-exotics · 5 years
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Since I haven’t been too busy this season breeding-wise (unfortunately) I’ve had a lot of time to think about future projects and what I really want to work with going forward. I’ve made some difficult decisions and have been selling a few animals in order to better focus on the species I’m really into and want to reproduce. I’ll be selling several more adult animals at the show in July, but anything that is not sold will be available for sale / shipping after a brief QT. I’ve also decided to have DNA sexing done on all of my colubrids that are not proven, and depending on the results some of them may be for sale as well.
Anyway. Here are the breeding projects that are sticking around. There’s a lot more floating around in my head but these are the more solidified plans
Leopard Gecko:
Bell Albino Group
Tremper Group
Firebold Group
Jungle Bold Pair
Red Stripe Pair
POTENTIALLY adding a Rainwater Albino pair so all three strains of albino are represented in my collection, tentative and may not happen
Western Hognose:
Extreme Red Group
Anaconda Group
Snow Group
Arctic Group
Sable Group 
Granite / Jungle Group
Toffee Group 
Leonis (Variable) Kingsnake:
Leonis Phase Trio
Milksnake Phase Pair
Melanistic Phase Pair
Corn Snake:
Miami Group
Potentially scrapping the okeetee project depending on the DNA sexing results
Short Tail Pythons:
Chromehead SSTP Pair
Potentially adding a pair of Bangka Island blood pythons
Potentially adding a pair or trio of morph blood pythons
Pituophis:
P. deppei jani Trio
P. melanoleucus lodingi Pair
Potentially adding a pair of lineaticollis or P. deppei deppei
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instagramhere · 5 years
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To Valhalla, shiny and chrome 10 SSTP #snake #snakesofinstagram #reptile #predator #girlswithsnakes #constrictor #sumatran #pythoncurtus #sumatranshorttailpython #shorttailpython #python #sumatranshorttail #chrome #chromedome #chromehead #nature #pythonsofinstagram Visit more: http://bit.ly/2WqXLeo
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classicvelocity · 6 years
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MOA Rally 2018
With all due respect, the state fair grounds in Des Moines, Iowa would not be on the top 10 list of places to go see in the USA in July. However, it is the 2018 location of the annual pilgrimage for the 2 wheeled BMW faithful. The BMW MOA Rally. An excuse to travel somewhere relatively far away, and to weave in interesting roads along the way. An excuse to take a machine not purpose built for the constant drone of the interstate highway system or the speed of the autobahn, but which never the less is intended to circumnavigate the world. A 1992 BMW R100GS Paris Dakar. Long before BMW had an “Adventure” version of the GS, they had the PD version of the GS. A more Gelande version of the Gelande Strasse. Bigger fuel tank, a bit more suspension travel, high fender (which went on to become the segment-defining “beak”). It was the dawn of the big bike dual sport movement. The R80G/S before it was the original adventure bike, but it did not have the girth and the sheer presence of its’ 1000cc offspring. Sort of like an NFL tackle next to his normal sized mom and dad. The machine has no electronics, and no fuel injection, although it does have upgraded lighting, and luggage. 
Time did not allow me to completely avoid the interstate, so there was several hundred miles of it on the round trip. I used the throttle lock cruise control, which worked adequately for resting your wrist. The PD handles it well even if the tachometer is between 5k and 6k in doing so. It never feels strained, but it seems to be asking you why you are continuing to do this. Good question. Once off onto the divided highways and B roads, the machine is happier. It accelerates well, passes well using roll on throttle, and stops well.  It is obviously not a modern motorcycle, so it draws attention and invites questions. What year is that? How far are you going? You can often see the next unasked question on their faces. Why? Others have looks of obvious envy. Others clutch their smiling curious children to them as if you might infect them with some strange global traveling disease.
I never cease to marvel at the variation and beauty of the landscapes in all parts of the USA, and the Midwest is no exception. What others describe as monotonous is just a different kind of beauty. How is it that you can travel down a tunnel of corn that is almost unbroken in 20 miles? When did the last person leave that little abandoned town, and who has captured that history? Why are these 90 degree turns placed seemingly arbitrarily in this billiard flat landscape? Why is there a speed limit on this road? Why did the city form at this particular point on the river? Why don’t we make more things out of corn? Why isn’t this the best place on the continent to view a sunrise or a sunset? How many places actually claim to have the best barbecue? You have time to ponder these and other questions when you travel more slowly, and you have a large fuel tank.
The MOA rally is a gathering of 7000 plus people and their machines with a common love of the blue and white propeller on a two-wheeled conveyance. With that said, any gathering of humans this large will immediately subdivide into tribes. Geographic tribes, and time period tribes (I see you Airheads), and specific model tribes (I see you chromeheads), and genre tribes (I see you GS Giants). All different,  all able to poke fun at each other, all able to share the same beer tent. Many different origins, many different walks of life, many different faiths, many different world views, united around one company’s approach to combining metal and steel and plastic and rubber. Surely we can find a way to emulate this on a more important level. But I digress.
Seminars educated and informed, test rides informed and even surprised, vendors offered solutions, attendees showered wisdom on each other. Friends reunited. I attended a particularly informative session on lighting and conspicuity. Motorcycles were admired. Oh yes, the motorcycles. Whatever model you rode, many examples of your bike were there. Like the parking lot at Goodwod, you could be well entertained for hours by walking around the grounds looking at machines. Unlike a concours, you are not looking for the most pristine example. The sheer variety of interpretation and personalization is fascinating on this scale, and every machine is a participant. I stopped to admire an R1200ST. Styling only a mother could love, and a rare sighting even at this event, but this machine was well loved and well travelled. The vintage display had a nice assortment as usual of machines from an R32 to an R90S. Green and Red and Grey and Dover White machines broke up the stellar traditional black examples. There was much to discuss at the beer garden that evening. 
The journey back took a different path, and more interstate, with a good bit of rain here and there. The rain washed the bike, and cooled the cylinders and the rider. It somehow feels good to put on rain gear and keep going rather than retreat to wait it out. Riding in the rain can even be fun as I found out some time ago in Nova Scotia. Drying out was quick, and was accompanied by a welcome end to interstate travel. Rolling hills and lush green woods lined the road rather than corn. Place names became more familiar, and the journey came to a close. A lot had happened in a week, and a changed rider stood in an unchanged driveway next to a brilliantly unchanged machine. 
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roeiboot · 7 years
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Needed after installing bike battery in 85° heat ;} #Soulfly #Jumpdafuckup #Primitive #iBMW #battery #Exide #ExideTechnologies #BMW #Motorrad #r1200c #cruiser #BMWCruiser #2cylinder #boxer #engine #chromehead #007 #Beemer #NOTBimmer ;} #BayerischeMotorenWerke
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roeiboot · 7 years
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I purchased my 2nd 1998 maroon *C* a year ago today. It had 37,904 miles on it... today it's at 48,437 miles (for those keeping score, I put 10,533 miles on it), I sold my Jeep Willys to fund it, hence the photo of the Jeep grills with the *C*, I pass that place frequently. It's a great machine, actually started thinking about a impromptu Iron Butt to Philadelphia, PA (@prestige_tattoo_convention) in early May, @maxmans_mom pitched the idea ;} I "designed" a Iron Butt tattoo a while back... we'll see. #NoRegerts #iBMW #maroon #BMW #Motorrad #r1200c #cruiser #BMWCruiser #2cylinder #boxer #engine #chromehead #007 #Beemer #NOTBimmer ;} #BayerischeMotorenWerke #IronButt #SaddleSore1000 #Fe #tattoo #PrestigeTattooConvention (@eric_perfect brought this on when he said to get my ass to the convention)
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roeiboot · 7 years
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I purchased my 2nd 1998 maroon *C* a year ago today. It had 37,904 miles on it... today it's at 48,437 miles (for those keeping score, I put 10,533 miles on it), I sold my Jeep Willys to fund it, hence the photo of the Jeep grills with the *C*, I pass that place frequently. It's a great machine, actually started thinking about a impromptu Iron Butt to Philadelphia, PA (@prestige_tattoo_convention) in early May, @maxmans_mom pitched the idea ;} I "designed" a Iron Butt tattoo a while back... we'll see. #NoRegerts #iBMW #maroon #BMW #Motorrad #r1200c #cruiser #BMWCruiser #2cylinder #boxer #engine #chromehead #007 #Beemer #NOTBimmer ;} #BayerischeMotorenWerke #IronButt #SaddleSore1000 #Fe #tattoo #PrestigeTattooConvention (@eric_perfect brought this on when he said to get my ass to the convention)
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