#watch it just be a single blue stripe 😭

[pucksandpower]

I’m actually so excited to see what Ferrari does with their livery for Miami 🫣

[lightwing-s]

We will have Bike!Jason soon? 😭🖤

biker!jason my beloved, how i've missed you.

You were going out of the store when you spotted them. A large number of bikers crowded the parking lot, their motorcycles lined beside each other, like a fun exposition of models, colors and styles. Some bikers were acting friendly, as if it wasn’t their first time, others seemingly were getting to know each other.

A bike meet.

Frozen by the glass doors, you felt the water flood your eyes, but you held yourself together. You weren’t going to cry today, even if you had finally made it to a place where you’ve always wanted to be.

Very often, you’d scroll on your phone looking for bike meets. You loved them, the motorcycles. They flooded your feeds, their speed like a spell you couldn’t get away from. So you finally managed to take a step out of your frozen position and walk in their direction.

Every bike you walked by had your eyes sparkling. R7s, R6s, Panigales, ZX6Rs and many others. You were taking little steps, like a kid going to Disneyland for the first time, or a young adult woman visiting any homeware or skin care store.

That’s when you saw it. A bike you’d never seen before, and more beautiful than all others you’d laid your eyes on. On it was a guy still wearing his helmet, a pair of jeans and a tank top causing a few nip slips here and there.

“R1?” you asked, still trying to figure out what he was riding on, and not sure if you even cough his attention.

“Costume made.” he simply said. Wow, it must’ve been expensive.

“I-it’s amazing.” you complimented, raising your head from the vehicle to meet his blue eyes, framed by the open visor of his helmet.

“Thanks.” You could see his smile through his eyes, almost squished shut after you complimented his motorcycle. 

Getting closer to get a better glimpse, your groceries held close to your chest, you stumbled on your own feet and tripped forward onto the bikers chest, who held you up firmly with his strong and muscular arms you were not so secretly sneaking glances at as well.

“I’m so sorry.” you laughed a little as you were getting up. “I think my laces are untied.”

Seeing the blush on your cheeks and the numerous bags in your arms, he offered to help you to your car, insisting it wouldn’t be a problem and he didn’t want you to end up falling and breaking something on your way. “My car is just down there, you really don’t have to.”

“It’s nothing.” he said, taking most of the bags from your hands. “I always like to help a biker enthusiast.”

You laughed again, enjoying his company, and pointed with your hair where your car was. “Thought you’re also a biker.” he said, breaking a short moment of silence between you two.

“Not really. I just grew to like them a lot recently, but I can only drive a car.” opening the trunk, you both placed your groceries inside and closed it, resting against the rear as you chatted a little more.

“If you want to learn how to ride I could find some time to teach you.” he offered, his voice muffled by his helmet almost hiding the tint of nervousness hidden in his words.

“I think I’d be pushing your kindness too much.”

“Nonsense.” he immediately replied, hands unbuckling the helmet strap under his chin and taking it off, revealing a raven haired head, a single stripe within it, and a face Yn could only ever describe as insanely beautiful. “I’m always here to help a pretty girl… Or to take her on a date?” with a raised eyebrow, he extended his hand. “I’m Jason Todd.”

“Yn Sn” you answered, shaking his hands and watching the veins popping up on his forearms.

“So, Yn Sn. Are you taking my driving classes?”

“Maybe after you take me on this date.” you said, not knowing where the confidence was suddenly coming from, but enjoying the fact he was bringing it out of you. He also seemed surprised by your answer, good surprise, as he took a step back and adorned his lips with a smile.

“Are you free right now or did you buy ice cream tonight?”

“I did buy ice cream tonight,” you said and gave him an apologetic look. “But I don’t live far from here, I can drop it home and come back in a second.”

“Or you could text me your address and I can pick you up there,” he suggested, handing him his phone. You took it from his hand, adding your number and texted yourself a quick ‘hi’ before handing it back to him.

“Okay.”

“I’ll pick you up in ten…”

“Fifteen minutes?” you cut him and he gave you a questioning look. “I have to get ready.”

“Well, you already look pretty good.” he complimented, eying you up and down.

“Not for a date.” you giggled, holding your hands behind your body out of nervousness.

“Then I can’t wait to be blown away in fifteen minutes.”

“Bye, Jason.” you sang.

“See you soon, Yn.” he said, walking back to his friends and his motorcycle. As you passed by him, receiving a wave and a wink, you heard him ask his friends ‘does anyone have a spare helmet’ and laughed to yourself inside your car. Counting the minutes, the seconds and milliseconds till your date in fifteen.

[midnightstar-90]

this is just a picture I typed it out one day, I just couldn’t find a good writer 😭

Truth Or Dare

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Dustin Henderson x Harrington! Reader

Summary: A simple game of truth or dare turns into something more.

A/N: Normally, I write super vague headcanons, but I saw some built like this, so I thought, “why not?”

Anyways, sorry it took so long, didn't really know how I was going to write this and I've been busy with school and work, but this brain is constantly thinking about fanfic ideas.

Nancy had invited Steve and Y/N over to her house for a little get together with her other friends.

Y/N didn’t understand why Nancy had invited her, seeing as her family nor her friends liked her.

The Harrington siblings rode side by side in Steve’s car. Steve wore a blue t-shirt, a gray jacket and some blue jeans. Y/N on the other had wore a baby blue striped rugby shirt with a white pleated skirt and a white headband.

“Why are we even going to this? You and Nancy broke up, remember” Y/N said, with her arms crossed as she angrily watched the scenery pass her by, through the window.

“We’re going because even though we broke up, we’re still friends. And your here because she asked. And you have nothing better to do, so…” Steve said, watching the road.

Y/N took a quick glance at Steve before rolling her eyes. She started looking out the window, once more, and she mumbled, “we all know that’s not the reason.”

“What did you say?” Steve asked, looking between the girl and the road.

“Nothing,” she mumbled back.

The Harrington’s arrived at the Wheeler’s household.

Steve lightly hit his sisters arm, with the back of his hand, and he told her to get out.

They walked up to the door, and Steve rang the doorbell. Y/N had a look of irritation whilst she held the same arms crossed position as she did in the car. Steve, on the other hand, was trying his hardest to fix his hair, with the help of his reflection from the glass window.

Nancy opened the door, and the two could instantly hear music coming from a distance.

“Hey, you two made it,” Nancy said with a smile on her face.

“Wouldn’t miss it for the world,” Steve said nervously, with a smile. He looked over at his sister, seeing the glare she was giving Nancy. He gave her arm another slap for the day, and her face shifted into a clearly fake smile.

Nancy welcomed the two in before offering Steve a beer. Steve approved (obviously) before Nancy turned to Y/N and said, “Mike and his friends are downstairs, in the basement, if you want to go say hi.”

Y/N gave Nancy an emotionless look and said in a cold tone, “If that’s what you invited me here for, it would have been best if I just stayed home.”

Nancy looked down, sad. Steve had saw the pained look on Nancy’s face and gave Y/N a glare. “Well, you’re not at home, so yes, you can go make some new friends.”

Y/N rolled her eyes. Steve and Nancy walked off, but not before Steve whispered, “Play nice.”

Y/N watched her brother leave, and hesitantly made her way to the basement. She slowly descended down the stairs, hearing the music from earlier get louder. I’m Walking on Sunshine was playing through a small boom box in the corner.

As Y/N hit the bottom of the stairs, she began to see everyone else that was down here. She knew mostly everyone. Dustin, Mike, Lucas, Will, and Erica were the only ones she really knew. But the red head and the girl with the short brown hair were unknown to her.

“Hey, what’s the Ice Princess doing here. Don’t you subjects to rule over,” Mike said with a angry look.

“Ha. Ha. Very funny, Wheeler. You’ve been using that joke since pre-school. We’re in high school now. Find some better Jokes,” Y/N said, looking the boy up and down.

“Who is this,” the red head asked.

“Y/N Harrington. Otherwise know as the more ruthless Harrington sibling. She’s also my rival since preschool. We don’t really like her, so we haven’t a single clue why she’s here now,” Dustin said in the middle of a stare down with the girl.

“Well, unlike you, nerds. I like her,” Erica said, earning a mischievous smile from the girl.

“Erica!” Lucas yelled out.

“What? Her and I share a hobby. Making fun of you nerds,” Erica told her brother.

“Whatever, let’s just have a good time before she ruins it,” Mike said.

About an hour later, everyone was talking to someone else. Y/N and Erica sat on the couch, and they spent their time making fun of the boys.

Steve, Nancy, and Jonathan walk down the steps with beer in each of their hands.

“Party time, kiddos,” Nancy said with slurred words.

All the teenagers looked at each other confused.

The 3 adults began to sit on the floor. They waved for the others to join them on the floor. Hesitantly, they all began to join them.

Nancy finished the rest of her beer and laid it on the floor, on its side.

This made all the kids even more confused.

“So, we’re gonna play a game,” Nancy said, with a drunken laugh. “It’s a mix of spin the bottle and truth or dare.”

Y/N nervously gulped and looked up at the group. Her eyes landed on Dustin’s. She felt the breath leave her lungs, and she quickly looked away.

“I’ll go first…” Nancy spun the bottle.

After a couple of seconds, the bottle lands on Steve. “Steve! Truth or Dare?”

Steve had spaced out, meaning he was very drunk. Y/N slapped his arm, like he had done earlier, gaining his attention. She pointed at Nancy and his attention was turned to his ex. “Huh?”

“Truth or Dare?” She asked again. “Truth,” Steve replied. Nancy’s face scrunched up. “Oh! You’re no fun! Do you still have feelings for me?” Steve was silent, but his face wasn’t. His face shifted into a disgusted look. He quickly stood up and ran to the bathroom. “Well, there’s my answer,” Nancy said, looking to Jonathan. (Even though we all know he does.)

As they got into the game, everyone had spun the bottle, but not everyone was picked.

It was Nancy’s turn once more, so she spun the bottle. The bottle landed on Dustin.

Nancy smirked and asked, “Dustin, Truth or Dare?”

Dustin looked around nervously. “Ugh… truth,” Dustin said with uncertainty.

“Is Suzie a distraction from who you really like?” Nancy said, giving a side glance towards Y/N. Everyone was looking at Dustin, so they hadn’t seen it, but Dustin did.

Nervously, Dustin yelled out, “DARE!”

“Ooos and Ahs were heard all over the room.

“Okay. Then I dare you to take Y/N into the closet over there for 7 minutes.”

“What?!” “You said this wasn’t spin the bottle!” “huh?!” Steve, Y/N, and Dustin all yelled out, at the same time.

While Steve and Nancy argued about the situation, Dustin slowly stood up. He nervously walked to Y/N and held his hand out to her.

Y/N took it and they walked to the closest. Dustin’s friends laughed and cheered for the boy.

Steve and Nancy stopped arguing when he saw the closest door beginning to close. He tried to stand, but he fell over. “Don’t do anything I would do,” Steve yells out.

Inside the closet, it was silent and dark. There was no light, so the two couldn't see anything. And all they could hear was the others breathing.

“I don't know what to do,” Y/N said, nervously.

“Yeah. Me neither,” Dustin agreed.

“So... You have a girlfriend?” Y/N asked in a shy tone. Dustin responded with a small, “yeah.”

Even though she couldn't see, Y/N looked down with a frown. If they were outside of the closet, she would've hidden her emotions with a blank stare or maybe an insult, but knowing Dustin couldn't see her, she told herself it was okay. But then something more happened.

“I'm sorry, Dustin.” Y/N could hear Dustin shifting around. “All those years of making fun of you... I didn't mean it. My mom once told me that boys are mean to girls because they like them, so I thought that maybe it goes both ways,” the young Harrington admitted.

Dustin was silent, taking everything that was just said to him in. The silence worried Y/N.

“Dustin?”

“I'm still here. Just taking everything in... So, you like me?” Dustin asked. Even in the dark, the Harrington girl could hear the smirk on the blue-eyed boy's face.

“Yeah, I do.”

The closest was quite.

“Sooooo... Are you gonna kiss me or not,” Y/N said, losing her soft voice and replacing it with her normal ‘im the boss’ tone.

“Is that all you care about?” forgetting that Dustin couldn't see her, she wore a ‘seriously?’ face. “No, but considering I just poured my heart out, and now I'm bored, I thought we could pass some time.”

“I have a girlfriend!” Dustin said, waving his arms through the air, almost hitting Y/N in the face.

“Okay,” Y/N said, emotionless. Y/N’s hands moved from the dark, in search of Dustin’s face. “I’ll do it,” Y/N said, not allowing Dustin to even react before pulling him into a rough kiss.

This was Y/N’s first kiss. She kinda felt bad that she forced it upon him, and she knew he had a girlfriend, but she just couldn’t resist.

Dustin’s cheeks were soft in her hands. Dustin began to kiss back, hesitantly, but something in him wanted to add more to the kiss. He pulled her by her waist, pulling her into him. The kiss slowed down slightly, but was deeper than before. Y/N slowly moved her hands from his cheek to the back of his neck, pulling on the small hairs under her fingers.

The closet door slammed open, revealing a shocked Steve.

Y/N was yanked from Dustin and out of the closet.

“Y/N, we’re going home?” Steve said, still a little intoxicated.

Steve turns to Dustin, “Shame on you, man. And with my sister! That’s real low, Dustin.”

Steve angrily follows his sister out of the Wheeler household.

Dustin yells out to Steve, “But she kissed me!”

But none of that stopped Y/N from leaving the Wheeler’s with her fingers lightly pressed against her lips with a loving smile.

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