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Rick In The Water; Ch3: Neon Moon

Summary: Rick takes you on an adventure! And then things get real. REAL EMOTIONAL

A/N: UGH. I had such a hard time finding a stopping point for this chapter. I'm still not happy with it, but I've been working on it for days and there's other stuff I wanna get to. So. Sorry if the ending of this chapter suuuuucks CW: We’ve moved on from the abuse for a little while, there’s still talk of it though Pairing: Rick Sanchez/Reader Word Count: 5725

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|Ch2: Snap Out Of It|

The next few weeks were an adjustment period, but it seemed Rick's dampener was working as he intended. It was almost like my husband had gone back to the person I'd met and fallen in love with all those years ago. I wanted to fall back into him, to let this just be my life now, but I was haunted by what Rick had told Morty.

"It won't work forever."

And I couldn’t stop waiting for that other shoe to drop.

After taking me out in his ship, I found myself at the Smith house constantly. With Ryan acting so docile, he barely batted an eye as I would come and go. Most of the time was spent with Beth, but when she wasn’t home I would find myself wandering into Rick’s garage, with only a polite knock to announce myself. I watched him tinker with the multitude of devices surrounding him, the two of us falling into comfortable silences most of the time. Occasionally, he would ask for my assistance in holding something steady, almost always muttering about how much better of a helper I was than Morty. I responded without fail to those comments with a gentle kick under the table, assuring him I was not the one to make those comments to.

When school let out for the summer, I assumed he would have less time, seeing as Morty would be free to go on adventures with him at his beck and call, but a week after summer break started Morty was ringing my doorbell at 7:30 in the morning, much to my ire. Madison was off at band camp for the summer and I had been up the previous night catching up on shows Ryan had deemed “annoying” previously.

“H-hey Aunt Nova,” he said sheepishly as I glared down at him from the doorway. “R-Rick wanted me to come get you. He wanted to ask you something.”

“Whatever it was couldn’t wait until a more reasonable hour?” I growled, turning my glare to Smith’s garage.

“He was really insistent on it,” Morty shrugged, cutting across the lawn to head back to his grandfather. I followed him begrudgingly, not caring that I was only wearing a pair of fabric shorts and a tank top. I fully expected to ream Rick out for waking me up and go crawl back into my bed. As I turned the corner to the garage, Rick looked up to greet me, seemingly rendered speechless before shaking his head to clear his head and applying a look of annoyance.

“N-Nova, what the fuck are you wearing?” he asked sharply, pointedly averting his gaze back down to the device he was holding in his hand.

“My pajamas Rick. I was asleep. People do that sometimes you know,” I shot back at him, in no mood for his shit this early.

“L-Look, you can’t go with us wearing shit like that, you’d get yourself killed in an instant,” he responded indignantly.

“Go-go with you? Go where?”

“D-Didn’t Morty tell you?” he groaned inwardly. “You’re going on an adventure with us,” he told me bluntly, as though it should’ve been obvious. “L-Look, Morty, go grab your Aunt some clothes from your mom’s room-”

“No, I’ll just run home and get my own clothes, Rick,” I stopped him sharply. “I don’t fit in Beth’s clothes anyway. I’ve got, uh, more going on than she does.” I watched his eyes flick down to confirm my claims and smirked when they didn’t meet mine again.

I quickly slipped back into my house, opting for the laundry room rather than my bedroom to avoid waking Ryan. Still, I left him a note on his desk letting him know I would be gone for the day. As I rested it on his day planner, I couldn’t help but feel a familiar apprehension creeping up the back of my neck, having to constantly remind myself he wouldn’t be mad anymore. I’ve done this a couple of times since Rick implanted the dampener. It would be okay; things could finally just be okay.

I pulled on a pair of yoga pants, a clean tank top, and a hoodie, resting a moment to pull on my running shoes before heading back to the garage. Rick surveyed my outfit critically, though his eyes seemed to hang around my hips. He nodded quickly in approval, wrenching the door to his ship open and climbing in. Morty and I climbed in the passenger side where I offered Morty the front seat.

“Nope, you’re in the back Morty,” Rick ordered as I started to move to the back of the ship.

“It’s okay, I can sit back here,” I told him stubbornly, plopping down on a small crate in the back.

“You can’t see anything from back there,” he insisted. “Plus, it’s not comfortable back there.”

“I’m fine Rick, I promise,” I said tiredly. “I might even take a nap while I’m back here, I’ve got plenty of space to stretch out.” I teased. He gave me an exasperated look before glaring and shrugging.

“Fine, if you wanna be a stubborn ass about it, enjoy the back ‘seat’ then,” he grumbled as he turned the engine over. Morty turned back to look at me apologetically.

“A-Aunt Nova, just sit up here. I’ve seen space a lot. I think you’ll love it,” he told me, standing up to move into the back. Rick watched his grandson, trying his hardest to look annoyed. I finally conceded, consoling myself that Rick hadn’t won, Morty had. I flopped into the seat, trying to ignore how much better my back was already feeling.

“So where are we going?” I asked, trying to mask my excitement as an annoyance.

“We’re headed over to Glip Glap System to find some seeds,” Rick filled me in as he put his ship into overdrive to prepare to break through the atmosphere.

“As opposed to say, the Flip Flop System?” I asked flatly.

“No- why would we go there? The only thing there are Preflarkans and continuous acid rain, b-b-but if you like the sound of that, we could make a pit stop,” he countered. “Are you always this cranky? Jesus, I might have to rethink taking you out with us.”

“I am when people ring my doorbell early as shit expecting me to know everything that’s going on,” I shot back, “I can go back home. My bed is a lot nicer to me than you’ve been this morning.”

“H-how exactly do you plan on doing that?” he scoffed. “Y-y-you just gonna jump off the ship and expect to plummet right back into bed?”

“Bitch I might. Try me,” I glared at him. He held my gaze for a moment, before cracking a smile, infecting me with one of my own.

“You go right ahead, genius. Don’t let me stop you,” he grinned. I blushed for a moment, remembering that Morty was watching us from the back. Watching me all but flirt with his grandfather. This was flirting, right? It had been so long since I’d done it, but given an opportunity, I couldn’t resist.

“Alright, what’s in this Glip Glap system?” I asked again.

“It’s the only place I can find these seeds,” he dug through his coat, producing a crumpled photo of what looked like starfruit, only instead of being all yellow, they were speckled with every color of the rainbow.

“They’re called Supernova Seeds,” he elaborated.

“Supernova seeds?” I giggled. “A little on the nose there don’t ya think?” When he answered with a confused look, I shook my head, still giggling. “Supernova seeds. SuperNOVA. Seeds. How are you missing this?”

“Oh, I get it, Aunt Nova, your names in the seeds,” Morty said chortling.

“Astute observations but that was just a happy coincidence,” Rick assured us. “These seeds, they’re better than Mega Seeds Morty.”

“Oh god Rick, you know, I’m still sore from the last time we went after those things, we’re not gonna have to-”

“God Morty no! T-that’s why I brought my ship. We’re just gonna land, grab the seeds, and get the hell out of there. E-easy as-as pie.”

“Every time you’ve said that things have gone horribly wrong,” Morty reminded him, distrust apparent on his face. My eyes flicked between the two of them, growing apprehensive of the entire operation.

“What am I missing here?” I asked slowly, watching both of their faces for some kind of hint.”

“N-Nothing Nova. Everything will be fine,” Rick assured me, although I wasn’t at all convinced, turning to raise an eyebrow at a frustrated looking Morty.

“L-last time we went after any kind of seeds, I ended up having to… to… to shove them up my butt to try to get them past customs,” Morty explained, flushing.

“Excuse me, what?” I asked, stunned. Rick groaned from the seat next to me.

“Well, now we know customs scans way up in your butt now Morty, that’s not an option anymore,” he reassured his grandson.

“That’s not what I was talking about?” I asked, hysteria entering into my voice.

“L-Last time, Morty fell off a cliff and I used up all my charge in my portal gun going to get something to fix his legs, so we had to go through customs and I didn’t want it to be a wasted trip so I needed him to shove them way up in his butt so they wouldn’t find them,” Rick explained with a sigh, and the casual nature of his tone left me speechless. “T-Turned out it was a wasted trip because he didn’t get them out in time and they dissolved and it turned him into a blithering mess on the floor for a couple of days.”

“What in the hell are you doing to my godson, Rick?” I exclaimed incredulously. “Couldn’t you have just… come back for them?”

“Well I mean, we already had them,” Rick shrugged.

“Oh, yeah, why not- no Rick! No more of that, ever,” I sputtered, “Jesus fucking Christ, what is wrong with you?”

“Would you like an itemized list or rather I shoot them off as I think of them?”

I fumed in the passenger seat for a while, trying to formulate a proper response, not quite sure what to even say. Staring out the window was proving to be a nice distraction as we passed by the Earth's moon and it slowly became a blip behind us.

“How long is it going to take to get there?” I asked grumpily, my exhaustion and irritation taking over my mood. Rick groaned, pulling out a device from his pocket and inspecting it. I wanted to take a peek for myself, but the symbols were completely illegible.

“Probably another couple hours, why?”

“I’m taking a nap, does this thing recline? I barely got any sleep last night,” I told him wearily. He watched as I pulled my hoodie off, seeming to be unable to tear his eyes away from me until I covered myself with the hoodie as a makeshift blanket.

“Take you into space one time and you’re all good to start taking naps the next time,” He grumbled under his breath as I searched for the release to lower the seat. He sighed before reaching behind his seat to extract a blanket. “At least use this, it’ll be more comfortable. Ship, make Nova’s seat more comfortable for sleep.”

“Making-seat-comfortable,” A robotic female voice confirmed as my seat adjusted and expanded slightly, giving me more room to stretch out on my side. I draped the blanket over my body, repurposing my hoodie blanket into a hoodie pillow. Once I was finally comfortable, I snuggled in and quickly disappeared into a dream.

*+*

A vine coated world was the backdrop for this dream, as I sat at the kitchen island of Beth’s house, sipping my coffee as though everything was totally normal. We were chatting about Beth’s garden when a pang of fear came over me.

Where was Rick? It had been days since I’d seen him. And Ryan was acting… strange.

“Beth, where’s Rick?” I asked her desperately. She looked at me confused, continuing to talk about the peonies she was planning on planting. I stood up to shake her to get her attention, when her head popped off, revealing a vine growing out through her neck. I screamed, fleeing from the house as the vine sprung to life, chasing me out of the house. I screamed for Rick, but when I went to the garage, I found only a wall where the door had once been. I beat on the newly formed concrete before sinking to the ground in defeat.

“Did you really think that he could save you from me?” A voice came from behind me. I turned to see Ryan, standing over me, vines sprouting from every appendage. “You’re mine (Y/N),” he hissed. “You’re mine and you’ll never get away from me.” His vines slowly wrapped around my ankles before yanking them out from under me, causing me to fall. I tried to brace the fall, but thorns pierced my hands, blood oozing out of the wounds. Vine-Ryan cackled at the sight as I continued to scream for Rick. He reached for my shoulders and started shaking me violently, and surely I wouldn’t survive the brain damage.

“Nova!” He yelled as he shook me. “Nova!”

Wait, did he call me Nova?

*+*

I woke up to Rick leaning over me, shaking me awake. His face was panicked and as I blinked and started looking around the room, I saw Morty looking at me as well, concern and fear contorting his face.

“Nova, are you okay? Wh-What the hell happened?” Rick was asking me urgently. I rubbed my face trying to understand what was happening around me. Rick’s hands moved down my arms, causing me to flinch away from him. My skin was on fire and his touch was only incensing it. “Hey, what the hell is going on?” He asked again, looking over my face.

“I-I think I had a nightmare, I’m sorry,” I mumbled, resting on my elbows as I tried to sit up.

“Y-yeah, I’d say.” Morty watched me cautiously. “You were screaming for-for Rick and thrashing around like you were trying to get away from something,” he told me. My cheeks flushed and I couldn’t quite bring myself to look at the man intently staring at me, eyes filled with reluctant concern.

“Wh-what the fuck kind of dream were you having?” Rick asked in a gentle tone that didn’t quite match his words.

“I don’t know. I think… I think Ryan-”

“Au-Aunt Nova, you don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to,” Morty reassured you gently, resting a hand on your arm.

“It-it’s okay Morty,” I thanked him. “In the dream, Ryan was some kind of vine monster and he was…” My heart started thudding in my chest again, and I took a steadying breath, hoping I wouldn’t have to explain further. I returned my eyes to the windshield, focusing on the murky darkness beyond it, unwilling to accept the look of pity on my godson’s face. I caught Rick’s reflection out of the corner of my eye, giving me his own pitiful look before focusing on the nothingness ahead of him.

The rest of the ride was silent, none of us willing to speak to break the tension. We landed on a vibrant planet, perfectly matching the seed Rick had shown us.

“This place looks right out of a Doctor Seuss book,” Morty commented as we climbed out of the world. The air smelled of candy and… burnt rubber? I glanced at Rick curiously.

“It takes some getting used to, I guess,” he shrugged. Rick handed us fabric satchels and led us through a dense thicket before coming across what looked like a small grove of trees with… testicle shaped fruit hanging from them. I whipped my hand to my mouth, trying to stifle the inevitable giggle.

“Oh dear god, what the fuck is that?” I snickered, despite myself.

“What the fuck is what?” Morty asked from behind me as he stumbled out of the woods. When he caught sight of the fruit, he snorted loudly.

“Y-y-you guys are so immature,” Rick said, his voice betraying him with a chuckle.

“A-are these the Supernova Fruit Rick?” Morty giggled. “These better than Mega Fruit?” Rick grumbled under his breath, starting to pick the fruit. He filled his bag, handing Morty and me some of our own to carry back, earning him a fresh bout of giggles when we realized they were squishy too.

“You know Rick, these don’t exactly look like the picture you showed us,” I remarked, looking closer at the oddly squishy thing I was holding.

“That’s because these are the fruits. The seeds themselves are within the fruit.” He stopped, looking around before heading to another tree to shove more of the weird fruit into his bag. “Make sure you’re careful with them, don’t break any.” Once there was no more storage space Rick led us back through the brush, loading them in the ship before we climbed in and he took off.

“W-wow Rick, I can’t believe how painless that was,” Morty remarked as we flew through the planet's atmosphere, headed home. “Maybe Aunt Nova could be our lucky charm.”

“Well, now you’ve gone and jinxed us now Morty,” I teased, turning back to wink at him. I couldn’t help but giggle again at the sight of my godson surrounded by over thirty testicle shaped “super” seeds. Morty had picked one up, investigating it closer when the ship lurched, causing him to drop it and break the skin, a series of pores filling the air.

“What the fuck did you do Morty?!” Rick bellowed, turning quickly to assess the damage. At the sight of the busted seed, his eyes widened. “Oh fuck, goddammit. Alright everyone strap in, this is gonna get weird.”

“Weird?” I exclaimed. Rick quickly pulled out his space phone, searching for a safe place to land.

“Oh fuck there’s nowhere we can go.” Rick wasn’t looking at me but I could feel the fear radiating off of him.

“W-Why not just go back to that planet?” Morty asked trembling.

“Follow up question: What’s going to happen to us?”

“A-a-alright listen up you two. Those seeds let off a kind of truth serum. I-I wanted to procure it and sell it to the government. I wasn’t sure if it would work, it was always kind of told as a myth but- it looks like it’s not because I cannot fucking stop talking.” His voice was strained, probably due to him trying to force himself quiet.

“I watch a lot of furry porn on the internet!” Morty shouted, clamping his hands over his mouth. The poor boy looked mortified as Rick and I both stared at him.

“Dear God I did not want to hear that,” I said hollowly, relaxing back into my seat, staring out the window trying to fight down all of the truths boiling to the surface.

“We’ve basically ’Liar Liar’d’ ourselves,” Rick confirmed.

“I’ve also seen a lot of-“ Muttering my apologies, I picked up an old catalog and hit the boy upside the back of his head, knocking him out cold.

“G-good call, I did not want to hear what other porn my grandson is into,” Rick shuttered, “A little unsettling that that was the first place he went but a different day’s problem.”

“I like being spanked and-and being choked.” I blurted out, my turn to slap my hand over my mouth as Rick raised an interested eye at me.

“Oh really?” He asked deviously, “Anything else I should know about?”

“Rick, why did you leave?” I asked suddenly before I even realized what I was saying. I knew he had to answer though, and seeing as I couldn’t lie to myself right now, I knew I needed to know. It would also help divert his attention from my initial admission, and any subsequent teasing.

He was stunned for a moment, trying his hardest to fight the answer boiling below the surface. “I-I left because of Jerry, and I developed my portal gun and well… because of you,” he confessed, strangled by his own words. Tears pricked my eyes at the revelation, unable to respond. “But-But not because there was something wrong with you. Quite-quite the opposite really.” The look on his face was pained, searching mine for some kind of reaction.

“Opposite… how…?” I asked slowly.

“Nova please don’t make me say it. I’m not good with these things even if I’ve been dosed with truth serum,” he pleaded. Unable to fight the effect of the seeds, he continued, “I wanted you around, constantly. And you were Beth’s best friend. And you were so young. And I was married. There was just so much wrong with the situation that I ran away.” Tears were streaming down his cheeks as he rambled.

Frozen to my chair, I wasn’t sure how to react. I finally felt… validated. Everything I’d felt back then and even now felt justified. Sure it was wrong, but the warm feeling spreading through my gut made everything feel like it could be alright.

“Rick I-“

“I didn’t know you’d be her next-door fucking neighbor when I came back.” He barreled over me. “I thought I had moved on, but the moment I saw you, and the way you always looked at me with such genuine awe. And then you have this awful fucking husband.” His sadness was turning to rage as I sat and listened. “How do you let him do that shit to you, Nova?”

“I don’t know how to get out,” I squeaked. “He’d kill me. He’s assured me of it.”

“He won’t,” Rick murmured darkly. “If anything ever happens like that, you can call me. Don’t you ever forget that.” I rubbed the spot on my hand where he’d implanted the panic button reflexively. A quiet alarm rang from his sleeve and he rolled it up, looking at his arm with a grin. I paled slightly, two and two coming together in my head.

“D-does that happen every time I touch it?” I asked nervously.

He nodded with a shrug. “I kinda like it to be honest. Is it a comfort thing?”

It was my turn to nod, swallowing my embarrassment. “I can stop if it bothers you, I didn’t know-”

“Nova it’s fine. It kinda makes me… makes me feel good.” He admitted, sounding strangled again. “Goddammit, when is this shit going to wear off.”

“What’s going to happen when it does?” I asked, my voice almost microscopic.

“What do you mean?” He looked over at me, trying to mask any emotion his face could be emoting. “What do you want to happen?” Oh shit, it was my turn to be forced into the truth.

Fuck.

“I-I like spending time with you again. I like going on adventures with you. A-and Morty. I don’t want you to go back to avoiding me.” I stared down into my hands, unwilling to meet his gaze.

“I’m pretty sure I can’t do that anymore,” he confessed softly.

“Are you going to leave us again?”

“Only if you ask me to.”

I considered his words for a while, letting silence fall over us. Just when I thought my life would finally get back to a semblance of normal, Rick would drop another bomb into my life. I didn’t know how to process his confession. Was, was Rick in love with me? Was that even possible? More importantly, was I in love with Rick?

I think I was, at one time but it couldn’t be ignored that he broke my heart. Whatever was here between us, whatever fucked up, codependent feelings we had, it was almost impossible for it to exist outside of this ship, but then, would that be so bad? Could I just let go? I looked over at him, a vein in his jaw thudding from restraint. My heart flooded with emotion as I looked him over. I could feel the words forcing their way up through my throat before I spoke.

“What do you want to happen once this ship makes it back to your garage?” I asked shakily.

“I-I…” It seemed his composure was winning out as he fought the compulsion. It was wearing off, filling me with relief and regret. He stole a glance over at me, meeting my gaze and sighing. “I want you, Nova,” he conceded. “I can’t help it. There are infinite universes but when I look at you, you fill me with some weird kind of peace, like maybe everything’s not so bad. Like it’s not completely pointless.”

I held his gaze, my mouth opening slightly. I started moving closer to him, wanting more than anything to kiss him, to assure him that I felt something even remotely similar when I heard Morty starting to stir. Rick saw my intent though, as I quickly returned to my seat, opting to return to the window again.

“H-hey Morty, how are you feeling?” Rick changed the subject, pulling out his flask, taking a long swig from it.

“Au-Aunt Nova, why’d you hit me?” Morty asked, rubbing the part of his head that the catalog landed.

“I really didn’t think you wanted to continue revealing your internet history. I did you a favor, kiddo.” I assured him, not turning to look at him.

“She did us all a favor,” Rick grumbled. Gone was his soft tone, replaced by his usual hardened approach to the world.

“Y-Y-Y-Yea, that’s probably for the best,” Morty said sheepishly.

Rick checked his watch. “So it looks like that shit lasts for about an hour. That’s good to know.” Taking another swig, he sunk back into his seat, ignoring Morty’s cautious observance from the back.

“Wh-what did you guys talk about?” He asked nervously.

“Y-Y-You’re Aunt Nova is apparently really into getting spanked and some other tidbits I’ll keep to myself,” Rick smirked. I blushed, pointedly keeping my gaze averted from either of them.

“Aw, jeez Rick, I really didn’t need to know that,” he said awkwardly.

“And I needed to know about your furry fetish?” I shot back at him, finally looking back at him to offer a playful smile.

“I-it’s not a fetish!” he defended. “The-the art style is just really fascinating.”

“Yeah, the serum is definitely worn off by now,” Rick groaned. “Thank god we’re almost back to Earth.”

*+*

When we landed and my phone was finally in range of phone towers, it blared with constant text notifications and new voicemails. Rick and Morty climbed out of the ship as I hastily pulled it out. They were all from the same person.

Ryan.

“You okay Nova?” Rick asked softly, pulling my door open. I started scrolling through the messages, my eyes flicking up to the time. It was 12:30 at night. I had been gone all day. And he had to be pissed. I lifted the phone to show Rick, letting him scroll through the messages. Morty disappeared into the house with a parting wave. A look of disgust formed on Rick’s face as he read through the messages, flipping over to the voicemails.

“(Y/N), where are you? I’ve been texting and calling all day, I’m so worried,” one said

“If I did something, I’m so sorry, please just come home,” he pleaded in another.

“This is pathetic,” Rick scoffed, handing my phone back to me. “Better than the alternative though I suppose.”

I relaxed back into the seat, letting out a long breath I hadn’t realized I was holding in and tears of relief rolled down my cheeks. Rick extended a hand out to me to help me out of the ship, and despite my better judgment, I pushed myself into his embrace. He was taken aback at first but reluctantly wrapped his long arms around me. I breathed in deeply, smelling the alcohol on his breath and the lingering burning smell from the supernova planet that seemed to have seeped into his clothes. The smell burned my nose, but the comfort of having him so close won out. I pulled away from him when he shifted his weight, nervously looking up at him as I did.

“S-sorry,” I murmured, the cool breeze blowing through the garage sending a chill down my spine. The absence of his warmth was glaring, and as he watched me, I swore a sad look formed on a face before he could mask it.

“D-Don’t be.” He was surprisingly quiet, looking anywhere but at me as he scratched the back of his neck. “I guess I’ll see you around, kid.”

“Yea, I’ll see you.” Every muscle in my body revolted as I turned to walk away, heading back to my house. I turned as I cut the corner to see him slumped into the chair at his workbench, taking another swig from his flask.

The light in the front room was open and when I entered, Ryan passed out on the couch having fallen asleep to late-night infomercials. He woke up as I quietly close the door behind me. I was prepared for a fight, but when he realized it was me coming in the door he quickly stood, wrapping his arms around me as Rick had. This time, however, my body tensed and I gently patted his back. He pulled away to look at me, worry in his eyes as he surveyed my face, looking for any damage.

“Where were you (Y/N)?” He asked desperately. The concern in his face seemed to be genuine, but I still couldn’t bring myself to trust him.

“Rick and Morty took me on one of their adventures,” I admitted hesitantly. “I left a note on your desk.”

“I haven’t been in there all day.” Realization dawned on his face and he looked relieved. “You look exhausted darling, we should head to bed.”

I showered, washing the smell of our adventures away and I couldn’t help but feel heartbroken at its absence. I crawled into bed, Ryan wrapping his arms around me. It was a new feature of his personality, courtesy of the dampener. He was so affectionate now and I honestly longed for the times when he was more hands-off. I closed my eyes tightly, breathing deeply as I tried to think of them being Rick’s, which was significantly more comforting. Thoughts of the lanky scientist followed me into my dreams, and when I awoke the following morning, after reluctantly kissing my husband on the cheek goodbye, I made a beeline over to his garage. Instead of Rick, however, I found Morty cleaning what looked to be vomit off of the floor.

“Hey kiddo, what happened?” He nearly jumped out of his skin at the sound of my voice.

“Rick drank until he blacked out it looks like,” he told me, scooping the last of the vomit into a trash can.

“Do you want me to grab a mop? Try to get the rest of it up?” I offered, looking around.

“Don’t worry about it, Aunt Nova. Rick’s not worth the extra effort,” he assured me bitterly.

“Don’t say that Morty,” I said softly. “Your grandpa cares about you, he’s just not very good at showing it.”

“Y-y-you got that right.” He kicked the base of the workbench in frustration. An alarm started blaring at the contact, startling both of us.

“The-the fuck are you doing messing with my shit,” a drunk Rick slurred over a wall-mounted speaker. “Get out of here, J-Jerry.”

“Morty, what the fuck?” A voice came from behind me. I turned to see a hungover Rick glaring at the two of us from the doorway. “Oh, hey Nova, the fuck do you want?”

“I was just- I don’t even know. I’ll just go,” I flushed. I quickly headed out of the garage as Morty berated his grandfather.

“Au-Aunt Nova wait!” he called after me. I paused my escape to turn to Morty. “P-Please don’t go. Rick’s just being an ass.”

“No, it’s fine. I have laundry to do. I’ll catch you guys later,” I lied.

“N-Nova, wait,” Rick called after me. “Just, hang out for a while. Beth’s making breakfast.”

“I wouldn’t want to intrude,” I shot at him coldly. I don’t know what I was expecting coming over here, Rick wasn’t going to suddenly be some open book because of some truth serum soul-bearing.

“Y-You’re not?” he said angrily. “Look, either stay or don’t, I really don’t care.”

“Please, Aunt Nova?” Morty pleaded. I conceded again to Morty, even though it was technically letting Rick win.

I followed the two into the kitchen, greeting Beth with a warm hug. She was overjoyed to have me join them for breakfast. I took up my usual place at the table next to her and I let myself fall into a comfortable conversation with her and Summer about plans for the summer. Still, I couldn’t stop my eyes from finding their way to Rick. He looked disgruntled as ever, mostly at Jerry talking his ear off about some transgression Rick could give two shits less about. I helped Beth and Morty clear the table, Jerry heading to his study and Summer to her bedroom. Rick stayed at the table, tinkering with some gadget. I sat next to him, watching him while Morty helped his mother with the dishes.

“Look, I’m sorry,” Rick said, not looking up from his tinkering. “I got pretty drunk after you left last night.”

“Yeah, I saw the leftovers in the garage,” I grimaced. Yelling erupted from the kitchen, Beth and Jerry shouting over something. Morty emerged from the kitchen, plastering on a smile as he sat down next to us.

“Dad still hasn’t gotten a new job,” he explained. My eyes darted sadly to my friend, wishing I knew some way to help.

“C-Come on Morty, I need your help in the garage,” Rick sighed, tucking his gadget in his lab coat before stalking off to the garage. “Nova, you coming?”

I was almost embarrassed about how quickly I hopped out of my chair to follow him until I saw the small smile on his face.

Jesus christ, what is happening to me?

+Ch4: Pornostartrek+

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Top 5 trending outfits for Men and Women (2021)

Moving outfits are wherever at the present time. In this blog, we will list the best 5 moving outfits for Men and Women in 2021. Style is a gigantic piece of our lives. Design has been characterizing as a feeling of wonderful styling. Each individual has their own diverse meaning of Fashion. We as a whole realize that our age has is fixating on patterns. Like clockwork or even a couple of months patterns change. Since this pandemic, there have been numerous patterns over the rooftop, and the following second it's down. In any case, outfits have been consistently in pattern. Throughout the decade the style business has is being seen developing. In this blog, we will list the best 5 moving outfits for Men and Women.

Top 5 Trending Outfits for Men

Outfits have been ordered into a wide range of gatherings. Regardless of whether it's Casual, Home wear, Gym wear, and some more.

How about we see which things advance toward the top rundown of moving outfits

1. Denim Pieces

Demin outfits have been around for quite a while. Regardless of whether John Travolta shaking the denim or Britney Spears and Justin Timberlake. Denim has been viewed as a fundamental piece of attire. It doesn't make any difference whether it's some pants or a shirt.

2. Flower Shirts

OK, this must be the best moving outfit for men. Prior botanical wear was viewed as a piece of a ladies' storeroom yet 2021 went ahead. Harry Style should the main part in advancing flower shirts. From Hollywood to Bollywood where one is wearing a Floral shirt. Timothee Chamalet to Ranveer Singh this pattern is being trailed by everybody.

3. Loosened up Tailoring Suits

Men are seen wearing suits for quite a while yet this time it's extraordinary. Prior each man used to wear fitted suits with coordinating with ties however Suits returned with an astonishing turn. Loosened up custom-made suits are those suits that are free-size Suits and they look astounding. As of late the Jonas Brothers shook the casual fitting suits in shows. Indeed, you read that right. the Jonas Brothers sported pink, green, and purple suit pants with the specific shade of their suits.

4. Camp Collar Shirts with short sleeves

Camp Collar shirts are being called by various names. Camp says everything. Neckline Shirts with short sleeves are back in style. They made a rebound from the '70 and they are an enormous hit today.

5. Exercise center Wear

As we as a whole realize rec center wear must be one of the simple and alleviating garments that one can claim and wear. Who doesn't care for wearing a free T-shirt or a tank with amazing joggers?

Top 5 moving outfits for Women

Men say that a lady requires extended periods of time to prepare, yet it's anything but a total truth. A few men additionally set aside an equivalent measure of effort to prepare however for what reason would somebody not set aside effort to look awesome. Ladies can never have sufficient garments to wear. How about we plunge to see which outfits made to the rundown of the main 5

1. Beaus Jacket with Jeans

So we as a whole realize young ladies love to wear men's clothing and the good to beat all is the point at which they take their beau's clothing. A portion of the style creators tackled the issue and presented Boyfriend Jackets. Wearing a Boyfriend Jacket with Shoulder cushions made a rebound from the '80s. Indeed, even individuals princess herself wore it

2. Sorbet Pastel Tones Suits

Who said that Suits must be worn by Man. Have you seen Jessica Pearson wearing a suit and shaking it? Presently even the women wear a suit to a conference and we as a whole realize they rock it. Envision wearing a Suit with Pastel Tone Color, there's nothing more notorious than that.

3. Loose Clothing

This must be probably the best pattern that have come since who doesn't wear loose garments however wearing them in Public. This pattern is being advanced by Billie Eilish herself. Not any more stressing over your looks. It doesn't make any difference on the off chance that you are r thin or a languid individual who would not like to invest energy into outfits. We as a whole have an answer wear Baggy Clothes.

4. The Classic Outfit

This outfit must be considered as the unequaled awesome and the most worn outfit by Women. This must be on the rundown of outfits we own. A White Shirt with Blue pants and obviously the notorious white shoes. This is the ideal formula for a shaking outfit

5. The Heather Clothing

Some of you don't have the foggiest idea what Heather Clothing is. So a Heather Clothing is a straightforward dress worn by a young lady or a lady. Envision a Sunday morning ride around the town on bicycles wearing an adorable flower dress with white shoes. Sounds natural from every one of the charming Italian motion pictures we saw and respected. We don't need to be in Italy to wear Heather clothing any longer.

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Automobile’s 2017 Holiday Gift Guide

Picture a Range Rover, ready to show up anywhere dressed to kill, and you will have a pretty good idea of what Aether is all about. The Los Angeles-based company specializes in reshaping utilitarian outerwear into casually sophisticated clothing. Aether’s take on the classic waxed cotton jacket is a perfect example of its ethos. The ornamentation is gone. The contrasting brass zippers and buttons, the floppy and impractical belts all disposed of. What’s left is a jacket stripped to its essentials.

Simplicity of line, thoughtful engineering, a nod to history. It’s not surprising that Aether cofounder Jonah Smith would be a Porsche guy. Smith and longtime business partner Palmer West traded one savage racket for another. As producers, the two have credits in major films, including “Requiem for a Dream,” “A Scanner Darkly,” and Bill Maher’s “Religulous.” Not content whipping on films, the two plunged into apparel as a way to indulge outdoors inclinations: skiing, motorcycle adventures, and driving cars.

Smith’s black on black Porsche 964 is as understated as you can make the thing. Up on Mulholland Drive in the hills above Malibu, he’s gentle on it. Revving it out, applying clutch, giving the gearbox plenty of time to settle before picking up the next gear and letting the clutch take up again. It’s easygoing, methodical, and appreciative—the driving of a man who cares about a classic.

There is a similar steady pragmatism to Aether’s design, the knowledge that most of us don’t need the bright colors and ice-axe-swing-friendly cut of mountaineering jackets. That a complementary fit shouldn’t be sacrificed to sealed seams and insulation. That those fancy mountaineering jackets mostly get used in town or on early morning drives.

Aether’s L.A. outpost is all dark wood and enabling. Casual outerwear shares floor space with the technical stuff, waterproof jackets and pants for snow sports and hardcore armored adventure gear for motorcycling. It all slots neatly into a careful, tidy color palate. Lots of black and gray, dusty reds, greens, and blues.

Custom-built Ducatis and Timbersleds and composite kayaks are placed around the shop. Broad tables feature things that encourage adventure, such as Butler’s maps of twisty roads and the occasional camp tool. Most impressively, in the middle is a large walk-in freezer, an advantage when selling outerwear in L.A.’s sunny weather.

South La Brea Avenue is all fancy bistros and vintage denim shops, the curbs kept clean by valet stands. It might have a clean storefront similar to its neighbors, but Aether’s curb is often awash in dirt-spattered adventure bikes and road-worn sports cars—rides owned by the Hollywood elite and the hoi polloi alike. It’s inevitable that Aether’s clean take on classic looks will filter into movies and onto a new generation of idols. But for now, wear that updated waxed cotton jacket with your old Porsche. If experience has shown us anything, it’s that a classic is always cool.—Chris Cantle

Bee Line Coffee

$16-$20, beelinecoffee.com

You already know how well cars and coffee go together, but you might not know Bee Line. This automotive-themed brand makes truly delicious joe. Some of our favorites:

Flat Track: Colombian coffee from La Union farm in a direct-trade arrangement that pays farmers more of what their coffee is worth. Streamliner: Uses a special drying technique that results in more sweetness as well as a richer flavor. Classic Blend: Combination of African and West Pacific beans.

Pocket Squares

$21-$90, cyberoptix.com

Detroit-based Cyberoptix Tie Lab offers the coolest handmade, graphic screen-printed car-themed ties, scarves, and pocket squares. Choose from a Packard Motors logo scarf, an automotive leather necktie, British racing green to Martini Racing stripes, engine “rosettes,” spark plugs, exhaust patterns, or six-speed manual gearshift knobs. Be sure to check out the Cargyle ties. You’ll recognize the argyle pattern as connecting images of the original Ford Mustang.

Blipshift, 710 and The World Is Flat Mugs

$15, blipshift.com

If you like your coffee like some of us do, you can turn the 710 mug upside down without spilling a drop—and in doing so, you’ll be in on the joke.

Aether Apparel Hudson Jacket

$350, aetherapparel.com

One of our favorite Aether offerings is this Hudson Jacket, a wool-nylon piece that functions best in the chillier seasons in the city. Think less about an ascent up a frostbound mountain and more about a slushy slog down to the metro station. That’s not to say it wouldn’t keep you warm if you decide to take it upstate. Deep pockets and a midweight design mean you’ll still be toasty for a quick walk around a frozen park. Get it now online or at one of brand’s shops in L.A., San Francisco, Aspen, and New York.

Velomacchi Hybrid Duffle Pack and Tool Roll

$400/$75, velomacchi.com

Still using a backpack for overnight adventures? You’re better than that. With 50 liters of storage space and watertight construction, this duffle-shoulder-backpack is the best of both worlds. The rugged materials mean you won’t worry if it’s caught in the rain. Make sure you also pick up the Velomacchi Speedway toolroll, compact enough to strap to your bike even when filled.

Goodwood Road Racing Club Mechanic Overalls

$120, goodwood.com

It’s not easy to get an invite to run at the Goodwood Festival of Speed or the Revival, but with the Goodwood Road Racing Club mechanic overalls, you can pretend you did. Available in white or khaki, these overalls are best worn while trapped in the dark engine bay of a Triumph TR6, in the fuselage of a Spitfire, or changing the tire of a Lotus in the Silverstone pits. Or add a leather belt, a flat cap, and a scarf, and you’re ready for teatime at the Revival.

Hot Wheels Car Culture: Modern Classics

$4, hotwheels.com

You never truly outgrow Hot Wheels. While the regular blue-card Hot Wheels are as rare as rocks, these mini models are part of the brand’s popular Car Culture premium series. The design team behind the cars is hard at work yanking influence from past and present automotive trends, resulting in some seriously cool diecasts. With detailed paint schemes, metal bases, and rubber Real Riders wheels, these are collector darlings. This series features some of the greatest hits from the 1980s and ’90s, including a 1985 Honda CRX variant.

Hoodoo GT40 Victory Series Guitar

$6,000, gt40.com

Garage art can be a tricky thing, especially when the line between tacky and tasteful is so blurry. For the Americana enthusiast, check out Safir GT40 Spares and Hoodoo Guitar’s take on what a GT40 looks like in guitar form. Like the racing prototype that rocked the world more than a half century ago, this limited-edition axe features headlight and hood slot cutouts, along with special GT40 badging, VIN designation, and historical livery. If you’d rather strum than let it gather dust on the wall next to your car, it’s actually a very sharp-sounding piece, thanks to the craftsmen at Hoodoo’s shop in Calgary, Canada. They’ll make only 100 of each of four different liveries.

Nuna Rava Convertible Car Seat

$450, nuna.eu/usa

The Rava works as both a rear- and forward-facing seat, so take comfort in the safety of that tiny poop monster just home from the hospital all the way up to the 4-foot, 65-pounder who won’t stop asking, “Why, mommy and daddy? Why?” The Rava comes in a variety of colors from charcoal to berry, so it’ll match the interior of most of daddy’s cars.

“Josef, The IndyCar Driver” and “The Spectale: Celebrating the History of the Indianapolis 500”

$16-$40, apexlegends.com

Chris Workman’s children’s motorsports books are perfect for introducing a new generation of potential race fans to America’s open-wheel circuit and its most famous track, the Indianapolis Motor Speedway. While intended for kids, the books will inform and refresh even the sport’s full-sized veteran observers.

Carrera Digital 132 ’80s Flashback Slot Car Set

$400, carrera-toys.com

Carrera is one of biggest names in the slot-car business, and the German company offers an astounding number of tracks, cars, and configurations. We distracted ourselves with the new Digital 132 ’80s Flashback set, pitting a 1:32 scale 1979 BMW M1 Procar against a Zakspeed Ford Capri Turbo. Joining these two old-timers were incredibly detailed models of the No. 68 Ford GT race car and the No. 3 Chevrolet Corvette C7.R.

Vulcan Innova Winder

$25,000, vulcaninnova.com

“When an engine block is engineered, its shape is pure function for maximum performance and no regard for beauty. As a result, it made for an extremely intriguing aesthetic, one that I wanted to celebrate,” says Vulcan Innova’s Sean Cheng, who has produced his bespoke watch winders from salvaged BMW M52 straight-six engines since 2015. Design, engineering, production, and assembly are all done in-house. The Vulcan Innova is plain bananas: Lock the watches in place in winding mode, insert and turn the key, and the watches will rise forth from the winder’s pistons. Custom paint and leather are available to match the winder to your E36 M3.

Vintage Kart Company Italiano

$6,975, vintage-kart-company.myshopify.com

Looking very much like the great monoposto grand prix racers from the 1920s and ’30s, this pint-sized blue bullet is the product of Vintage Kart Company, an Arizona-based outfit that offers karts as kits or turnkey toys. For about $7,000, DIY-ers can assemble a bare matte aluminum kart, replete with Gatsby appeal and charm. Power comes from a Honda GX-200 one-cylinder four-stroke, pumping out a healthy 6.5 hp at full chat. Considering the Kart weighs around 300 pounds, this is plenty. Once you complete the build, slap on some period-correct racing graphics and sign up for the annual Grand Prix of Scottsdale, Arizona, to compete with other Vintage karts.

Land Rover Experience Heritage Program

$1,200-$1,500, landroverusa.com

If you’ve always had a taste for British bricks, the backwoods, and a bit of trail-bashing, this program is just the ticket. Spend either a half or full day of guided driving in the Defender 90 and other Range Rover and Land Rover models. Off-road courses include mud, water pits, and terrain so challenging you won’t believe you made it through, but you will. Locations in California, Vermont, North Carolina, and Quebec, Canada, mean you’re no more than a short flight from the off-road experience of your dreams.

“Crashed and Byrned”

$45, crashorbyrne.com

“There were lots of things Tommy Byrne didn’t know. He didn’t know tomorrow had a limit, that he wasn’t just going to keep on surfing this beautiful wave forever. … He also didn’t know what on Earth Ayrton Senna was talking about in early 1982 when he burst into the Van Diemen office, ranting and raving, calling Tommy a ‘f——- thief.’” This excerpt is from Chapter 6 of the autobiography of perhaps one of the greatest race-car drivers you’ve never heard of. If you enjoy tales of human experience, triumph, failure, and dark humor—and learning the ins and outs of professional motorsports—you need this in your library.

“Uncommon Carriers”

$9, amazon.com

If you know of John McPhee, you know this is going to be a great read. If you don’t know McPhee, go buy everything he’s ever written, starting with “Uncommon Carriers.” As much as it’s about transportation by plane, train, and truck, it’s also a sketchbook of the characters who pilot these machines. Through their eyes we see the world not as it should be or even as it really is, but exactly as it looks from the long end of a career devoted to getting people and things to the right places at the right times. It truly is, as the book’s dust jacket states, a classic work.

“A Man and His Watch”

$35, amazon.com

With his new book, Matthew Hranek has created the style bible for any watch collector. Hranek masterfully weaves the stories of 70 unique timepieces from the men who’ve owned them. He also uncovers examples of deep historical significance such as Steve McQueen’s Heuer Monaco and astronaut Wally Schirra’s Omega Speedmaster. “For me,” Hranek says, “it wasn’t just about the watches, it was about the stories behind them that made them so interesting.”

“Stars & Cars: Mythical Pairings”

$31, amazon.com

Author Jacques Braunstein shares our passion not only for cars and entertainment but also for the cultural impact automobiles have achieved through their appearances in some of Hollywood’s most memorable movies and television programs. His latest book includes actors who have raced—from Dean to McQueen to Newman—and car-entwined characters such as James Bond, Mad Max, and the Blues Brothers, not to mention specific films and shows and the cars they helped to make famous. You’ll find plenty here to satisfy your automotive cravings.

Richard Mille RM 50-03 Tourbillon McLaren F1

$1,000,000, richardmille.com

If you have a cool million sitting around—yes, we know—and are looking for the proper timepiece to match the McLaren BP23 you’ve ordered, you’re in luck. Richard Mille has created the wrist cleavage of your dreams. The RM 50-03 is made from Graph TPT, a composite created by injecting graphene-containing resins into layers of carbon fiber and weighs in at 1.4 ounces, including the strap. No one ever said that channeling the bleeding-edge nature of F1 and distilling it into a timepiece this flawless is for the masses.

Rolex Milgauss

$8,200, bobswatches.com

Similar to daily worn dive watches, the Omega Speedmaster’s NASA flight certification, the Breitling Navitimer’s slide-rule function, and true moonphase-equipped models, a great number of watches possess seemingly ridiculous capabilities that are entirely too specific for the average desk jockey. The colorful Rolex Milgauss is so-named for its resistance to up to 1,000 gauss of magnetic force. Before the advent of modern computers and digital watches, scientists working with magnetic fields needed timepieces designed to resist these forces. The Milgauss is one of the most recognizable of these scientist specials, sporting a lightning-bolt seconds hand.

VistaJet

$10,000, vistajet.com

There’s a reason the tarmac at Monterey Regional Airport is lousy with private jets during Monterey Car Week. Driving yourself—or even worse, flying coach into foggy and oft-delayed MRY—is a big drag. VistaJet, with its global fleet of branded Bombardier Global 5000 and Challenger 350 aircraft, takes the idea of the shared economy to the next logical and expensive level. Choose from either VistaJet’s on-demand or longer-term program, and you’ll never get stuck waiting for a connection again.

Döttling Colosimo Watch Safe

$33,000, doettling.com

Since 1919, Döttling has produced some of the finest safes in its factory in Sindelfingen, Germany. Named after legendary turn of the century gangster “Big Jim” Colosimo and inspired by bank vaults Big Jim would knock over during Prohibition, Döttling created a 1:13-sized vault replica. The Colosimo is an aesthetic gem we wholeheartedly endorse.

Montblanc StarWalker Spirit of Racing Doué Fineliner

$465, montblanc.com

If you appreciate fine watches, cars, and design, it doesn’t make sense to sign documents and letters with the 10-cent ballpoint you picked up from your insurance agent. The StarWalker collection is one of Montblanc’s more subtle product lines, offering subdued, dark designs accented primarily with platinum finish and a crystal endcap. Part of the Spirit of Racing line, the pen wears a rubber tread pattern wrapped around the resin barrel. This example uses the felt-tipped fineliner cartridge but can be had as a ballpoint or fountain pen.

Pagnol M1A Auto Jacket

$650, pagnol-motor.com

Pagnol, an established purveyor of high-end riding gear, looks to break into the four-wheeled sector with the fab M1A Auto Jacket. Just like the motorcycle jacket, the M1A features the same slim leather construction, retaining the accordion stretch panels at the center back, under arm, and above the elbows, and replacing the thick, bulky Kevlar abrasion guards with matte Lycra. Like any good riding jacket, it features zippered pockets, ventilation slots, and zippered sleeves.

The Balvenie Peat Week, 2002 Vintage

$99, us.thebalvenie.com

Ahh, peat. That rich, funky, decidedly Scottish stuff that makes whisky so magical. If you’re a peat lover, you’ll love The Balvenie’s Peat Week, the result of experiments undertaken in 2001. In 2002 and every year since, the Speyside distillery has set aside a week each year to using 100-percent Highland peat for barley drying. In the process, the malted barley absorbs the smoke. Highland peat imparts an earthier, woodier flavor. Look for hints of butterscotch and honey in the nose with citrus, smoke, and oak on the tongue and creamy vanilla on the finish.

Source: http://chicagoautohaus.com/automobiles-2017-holiday-gift-guide/

from Chicago Today https://chicagocarspot.wordpress.com/2017/12/15/automobiles-2017-holiday-gift-guide/

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Automobile’s 2017 Holiday Gift Guide

Bee Line Coffee

$16-$20, beelinecoffee.com

You already know how well cars and coffee go together, but you might not know Bee Line. This automotive-themed brand makes truly delicious joe. Some of our favorites:

Pocket Squares

$21-$90, cyberoptix.com

Blipshift, 710 and The World Is Flat Mugs

$15, blipshift.com

If you like your coffee like some of us do, you can turn the 710 mug upside down without spilling a drop—and in doing so, you’ll be in on the joke.

Aether Apparel Hudson Jacket

$350, aetherapparel.com

Velomacchi Hybrid Duffle Pack and Tool Roll

$400/$75, velomacchi.com

Goodwood Road Racing Club Mechanic Overalls

$120, goodwood.com

Hot Wheels Car Culture: Modern Classics

$4, hotwheels.com

Hoodoo GT40 Victory Series Guitar

$6,000, gt40.com

Nuna Rava Convertible Car Seat

$450, nuna.eu/usa

“Josef, The IndyCar Driver” and “The Spectale: Celebrating the History of the Indianapolis 500”

$16-$40, apexlegends.com

Carrera Digital 132 ’80s Flashback Slot Car Set

$400, carrera-toys.com

Vulcan Innova Winder

$25,000, vulcaninnova.com

Vintage Kart Company Italiano

$6,975, vintage-kart-company.myshopify.com

Land Rover Experience Heritage Program

$1,200-$1,500, landroverusa.com

“Crashed and Byrned”

$45, crashorbyrne.com

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Automobile’s 2017 Holiday Gift Guide

Bee Line Coffee

$16-$20, beelinecoffee.com

You already know how well cars and coffee go together, but you might not know Bee Line. This automotive-themed brand makes truly delicious joe. Some of our favorites:

Pocket Squares

$21-$90, cyberoptix.com

Blipshift, 710 and The World Is Flat Mugs

$15, blipshift.com

If you like your coffee like some of us do, you can turn the 710 mug upside down without spilling a drop—and in doing so, you’ll be in on the joke.

Aether Apparel Hudson Jacket

$350, aetherapparel.com

Velomacchi Hybrid Duffle Pack and Tool Roll

$400/$75, velomacchi.com

Goodwood Road Racing Club Mechanic Overalls

$120, goodwood.com

Hot Wheels Car Culture: Modern Classics

$4, hotwheels.com

Hoodoo GT40 Victory Series Guitar

$6,000, gt40.com

Nuna Rava Convertible Car Seat

$450, nuna.eu/usa

“Josef, The IndyCar Driver” and “The Spectale: Celebrating the History of the Indianapolis 500”

$16-$40, apexlegends.com

Carrera Digital 132 ’80s Flashback Slot Car Set

$400, carrera-toys.com

Vulcan Innova Winder

$25,000, vulcaninnova.com

Vintage Kart Company Italiano

$6,975, vintage-kart-company.myshopify.com

Land Rover Experience Heritage Program

$1,200-$1,500, landroverusa.com

“Crashed and Byrned”

$45, crashorbyrne.com

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eddiejpoplar · 6 years

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Automobile’s 2017 Holiday Gift Guide

Bee Line Coffee

$16-$20, beelinecoffee.com

You already know how well cars and coffee go together, but you might not know Bee Line. This automotive-themed brand makes truly delicious joe. Some of our favorites:

Pocket Squares

$21-$90, cyberoptix.com

Blipshift, 710 and The World Is Flat Mugs

$15, blipshift.com

If you like your coffee like some of us do, you can turn the 710 mug upside down without spilling a drop—and in doing so, you’ll be in on the joke.

Aether Apparel Hudson Jacket

$350, aetherapparel.com

Velomacchi Hybrid Duffle Pack and Tool Roll

$400/$75, velomacchi.com

Goodwood Road Racing Club Mechanic Overalls

$120, goodwood.com

Hot Wheels Car Culture: Modern Classics

$4, hotwheels.com

Hoodoo GT40 Victory Series Guitar

$6,000, gt40.com

Nuna Rava Convertible Car Seat

$450, nuna.eu/usa

“Josef, The IndyCar Driver” and “The Spectale: Celebrating the History of the Indianapolis 500”

$16-$40, apexlegends.com

Carrera Digital 132 ’80s Flashback Slot Car Set

$400, carrera-toys.com

Vulcan Innova Winder

$25,000, vulcaninnova.com

Vintage Kart Company Italiano

$6,975, vintage-kart-company.myshopify.com

Land Rover Experience Heritage Program

$1,200-$1,500, landroverusa.com

“Crashed and Byrned”

$45, crashorbyrne.com

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Custom Sweatpants for Men and Their Association with Athletes

The human race is a very dynamic race so much that their lives are littered with changes and modifications in the way they conduct their day to day affairs. They have to adapt to these changes with time. Many of these changes involve new inventions and better techniques.

In the past, there was very little that man could do about the climate and so he moved constantly. He also moved so that he could be able to get food for survival. The movement also meant he had to keep changing shelter.

With time, the idea of clothing came in place and from then onwards, life has never been the same for men. Since then, there have been several changes in the idea of clothing.

With time, changes were made to the clothing and several colors and designs were made. The idea of creativity has pushed man to create several fabrics and this has made clothing quite dynamic.

After the issue of discovery of clothes was well established, there came an issue with a variety of clothing. There are so many fabrics, colors and designs, the idea of naming came in place. The naming and classification of these clothes came after a while. Before then though, man had to ensure that he settles down with shelter, food, and clothing available.

After a while, there came the need to keep the body performing well so that several feats could be met with ease. This is where the idea of body fitness began to come into play. This was married to the idea of amusement and fun. With time, it became apparent that some sort of clothing had to be made for the amusement which had become a sport. The custom sweat pants almost automatically emerged as the solution for people to safeguard their legs.

This is where and why the issue of athletics came into play. In the start, there were particular athletes who would wear the sweatpants but with time, it became easier to have several people wearing the sweatpants irrespective of what game they were playing.

This gave birth to the sports manufacturing giants who were focused on producing these outfits for the sportsmen or whoever else wanted to wear similar outfits.

Choosing the Best Fleece Pants for Men

Fleece, or wool, is one of the two major fabrics used in the fashion industry, the other being cotton. Cotton is the favorite item during the spring and summer seasons because of its fresh breathing fabric. They are usually bright and lightly colored, reflecting the sunshine and adapting to the bright colors of these seasons.

On the other hand, fleece or wool is very popular during the fall and winter seasons, because its fabric stores more body heat. There are many articles of clothing made of fleece that are trendy during this season. Examples are fleece coats, fleece jackets, fleece cloaks, and fleece pants.

Although less "flowy" than cotton, fleece affords the body more protection from cold. For this reason, fleece sweatpants are always popular during fall/winter. Fleece pants are usually dark in color, ranging from black to dark brown. There are two general types of fleece pants available in the market, and these are the fleece dress pants, which is suitable for men, and the fleece sweatpants.

You won't have to worry about losing style and comfort with the fleece dress pants because they are considered by fashion experts to be chic and classy, with a sense of luxury. Because of this, it is slightly more expensive than the average pair of pants but is popular with men, nonetheless. They are typically worn during fall and are still comfortable enough to be worn during springtime and summer. This type of fleece sweatpants is an all-season fashion favorite.

The fleece sweatpants are ideal for winter, as it is thicker and are just as durable as most jeans. In the spring or summer, these types of fleece pants are ideal for sporting activities and exercises like jogging, trekking, and camping.

Fleece pants are not just an all-time favorite that never grow old; they are also a fashion staple that is full of sense and style.

Sweatpants - The Ultimate Lounge Wear

For some of us, the perfect way to spend a lazy weekend is to lounge around in the house with the television on and a beer in one hand. If you ever think about what to wear at all, sweatpants are the most obvious choice. Why shouldn't they? Originally, sweatpants were invented for the male who needs comfort more than style. Who says that sweatpants do not need to be both stylish and comfortable? We're not talking about the $1,000 sweatpants that have been gracing the runways this year. We're talking about good quality sweatpants that you won't be ashamed to wear to a party or the pub when you're just feeling too lazy to change.

Indeed, mens tactical sweatpants have come a long way from those track suit bottoms that were only fit for the gym. Now, with people becoming more open to more casual dressing, sweatpants have made their way to the pubs and university parties, as well.

More and more people understand that one needs to be more comfortable in their own clothes. That's why sweatpants are reclaiming their place in fashion. Sweatpants reveal a carefree personality. A person wearing sweatpants is always ready for adventure. After all, where do you find an adventurous person wearing freshly-pressed trousers?

Sweatpants are usually made from cotton. Some are fleece-lined which means that you can wear them in any weather. They have an amazing ability to keep you warm during cold days. Yet, when days are warm, the fleece will leach away your sweat away from your legs, which keeps you cooler than you would expect.

Most men’s tactical sweatpants are gray or navy blue so they will go well with any color of sweaters or hoodies. For men, these colors are a godsend as it takes away the guesswork from mixing and matching colors. After all, who has the time to do that? And aren't men most likely to be colour-blind? Grey and navy blue keep you from making any fashion mistakes and trust me, the girls will notice if you have committed a fashion blunder.

So what do women think of mens tactical sweatpants? They might not admit it, but there's something irresistible about the way men wearing sweatpants tell them that you are a down-to-earth guy who will always treat them right. Besides, women always like it when men are always men. Start talking to them about fashion and they'll give you funny looks. Sweat pants tell them that you don't really care about your clothes but still care enough to make a good first impression. So, how are you going to choose the best sweatpants for you? We know how hard it is to shop for the best quality sweatpants you can find at a reasonable price. So go for the ones that are fleece-lined. Aim for a more stylish fit instead of the baggy kind. After all, you want to give off the idea that you're comfortable but not to the point of being sloppy. Sweatpants are really the best choice for men who want the ultimate comfort and style.

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