#shoesizing

[cyclingshop]

Are you a mountain bike enthusiast looking for the perfect pair of shoes to enhance your cycling experience? Look no further! MTB shoes are specifically designed for off-road cycling and come in a variety of styles to fit your needs. Choosing the right MTB shoes can make a significant difference in your performance and comfort while cycling. With features such as stiff soles for better power transfer, durable materials for protection, and grippy soles for traction, finding the right fit is crucial. Whether you're a beginner or a seasoned pro, there's an MTB shoe out there for you. So, let's dive into the world of MTB shoes and find the perfect fit for your next ride 🚵‍♀️🚵‍♂️.1. Understanding the Importance of Proper Footwear for MTB CyclingProper footwear is crucial for MTB cycling, as it provides the necessary grip, support, and protection for your feet and ankles. 👟 Shoes with a stiff sole help transfer power to the pedals. 👞 Shoes with a grippy sole provide traction on rough terrain. 👢 Shoes with ankle support reduce the risk of injury. Wearing the wrong shoes can lead to discomfort, injury, and reduced performance. It's essential to choose shoes that fit well and are designed for MTB cycling. 👍 Look for shoes with a snug fit and enough room for your toes. 👍 Choose shoes with breathable materials to keep your feet cool and dry. 👍 Consider shoes with adjustable closures for a customized fit. Investing in proper footwear can also save you money in the long run, as it reduces the risk of injuries that could require medical attention or time off from cycling. 💰 Shoes with durable materials last longer and require less frequent replacement. 💰 Shoes with protective features can prevent damage to your feet and ankles. 💰 Shoes with good ventilation can prevent odor and bacteria buildup. Overall, proper footwear is a crucial aspect of MTB cycling that should not be overlooked. Choose shoes that provide the necessary grip, support, and protection for your feet and ankles to ensure a safe and enjoyable ride.2. Factors to Consider When Choosing MTB Shoes for CyclingWhen choosing MTB shoes for cycling, there are several factors to consider: Fit: Shoes should fit snugly but not be too tight. Material: Look for durable materials that can withstand rough terrain. Sole: A stiff sole is essential for power transfer. Cleat compatibility: Check if the shoes are compatible with your pedals. Style: Decide between clipless or flat pedal shoes based on your preference. Comfort is key when it comes to MTB shoes. Consider the padding, ventilation, and weight of the shoes. Don't forget about the weather conditions you'll be riding in. Look for shoes with waterproofing or breathable features depending on the climate. Price is also a factor. Determine your budget and find a pair of shoes that meet your needs without breaking the bank. Ultimately, the right MTB shoes will enhance your performance and make your ride more enjoyable. Happy cycling! 🚵‍♀️🚵‍♂️3. Types of MTB Shoes Available on the Market TodayThere are various types of MTB shoes available today, each with unique features and benefits. Some of these include: - Cross-country shoes: Designed for speed and efficiency, these shoes are lightweight and have a stiff sole for optimal power transfer. - Trail shoes: Ideal for all-around riding, these shoes offer a balance of comfort and performance with a more flexible sole and added protection. - Downhill shoes: Built for aggressive riding, these shoes have a durable construction, grippy sole, and extra padding for impact protection. Other options include enduro shoes, which combine the features of trail and downhill shoes, and flat pedal shoes, which have a sticky rubber sole for better grip on flat pedals. When choosing MTB shoes, consider factors such as fit, closure system, and materials. Look for shoes with a snug fit to prevent slipping and blisters. Closure systems can range from traditional laces to BOA dials for a customized fit. Materials such as synthetic leather and mesh provide durability and breathability. Don't forget to also consider the type of terrain you'll be riding on and the weather conditions. Shoes with a waterproof membrane or breathable mesh can be helpful in wet or hot conditions. Ultimately, finding the right pair of MTB shoes can greatly enhance your riding experience and performance. 🚵‍♀️👟4. Top Brands of MTB Shoes for Cycling and Their Features When it comes to mountain biking, having the right shoes is crucial. Here are some of the top brands of MTB shoes and their features: Specialized - Offers a variety of shoes with features like Body Geometry technology and BOA closures for a secure fit. 🚴‍♂️ Five Ten - Known for their sticky rubber soles that provide excellent grip on pedals and slick surfaces. 🏞️ Shimano - Offers shoes with carbon fiber soles for maximum power transfer and a range of closure systems. 🚵‍♀️ Giro - Known for their comfortable fit and stylish designs, with options for both clipless and flat pedals. 👟 Pearl Izumi - Offers shoes with a seamless upper for a comfortable fit and a carbon fiber plate for added stiffness. 🌲 Each brand has its unique features, so it's essential to consider your needs and preferences when choosing a pair of MTB shoes. Happy riding! 🤘 5. Tips for Finding the Perfect Fit for Your MTB ShoesWhen it comes to mountain biking, having the right shoes is essential. Here are some tips to help you find the perfect fit: Consider the type of riding you'll be doing. Different shoes are designed for different terrains and riding styles. Try on shoes with the socks you'll be wearing while riding. This will give you a better idea of how they'll fit. Make sure the shoes are snug but not too tight. You want them to be comfortable but not slip around on your feet. Check the sole of the shoe. It should be stiff enough to provide support but flexible enough to allow for natural movement. Look for shoes with good ventilation to keep your feet cool and dry during long rides. Remember, finding the perfect fit may take some trial and error. Don't be afraid to try on multiple pairs and take them for a spin before making a final decision. Happy riding! 🚵‍♀️🚵‍♂️6. Maintenance and Care for Your MTB Shoes to Ensure Longevity and PerformanceProper maintenance and care of your MTB shoes can ensure their longevity and optimal performance. Here are some tips: After each ride, clean your shoes with a damp cloth to remove dirt and debris. Avoid using harsh chemicals or abrasive materials that can damage the shoe's material. Store your shoes in a cool, dry place away from direct sunlight and moisture. Regularly inspect your shoes for any signs of wear and tear, such as worn-out soles or ripped fabric. Replace worn-out parts immediately to prevent further damage and maintain optimal performance. Apply a waterproofing spray to protect your shoes from water damage and prolong their lifespan. Use shoe trees or stuff the shoes with newspaper to maintain their shape and prevent creasing. Consider investing in a shoe dryer to remove moisture and prevent odor buildup. Wash the insoles regularly to prevent odor buildup and maintain hygiene. Rotate between different pairs of shoes to prevent excessive wear and tear on one pair. Take care of your shoes, and they will take care of you on your rides! 🚴‍♀️🚴‍♂️ In conclusion, finding the perfect MTB shoes for cycling is crucial for a comfortable and safe ride. Take into consideration the type of terrain, weather conditions, and personal preferences when choosing your shoes. Don't forget to try them on and walk around in them before making a purchase. Investing in high-quality MTB shoes can improve your performance and prevent injuries. Look for features such as durable soles, breathable materials, and secure closures. Remember, the right shoes can make all the difference in your cycling experience. 🚴‍♀️👟🔍 https://cyclingshop.uk/mtb-shoes-for-cycling-find-your-perfect-fit/?_unique_id=64998593b700d

[cibadiditoto]

Last night I was laughing my ass off about Idia's big ass shoes in a discord call... why is it so big

MY FRIEND SENT THIS AND IT TOOK ME OFF LMAO

[notafraidofredyellowandblue]

I need shoe size

here's what i got

and a banana for scale 😇

[because-its-eurovision]

Hi 🤗🖤, I am just here to wish you a HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! 🥳🥳🥳🎂🎁🖤🖤🖤🦋🌻

Thank you Lena ilysm 🥺🦋

[nephiliam]

I wish i could wear thigh high anything or even knee high but fucking, everything is modelled for people with skinny calves and thighs :(

[flovverworks]

btw these expressions are ssoooooo good.................leno;-; leno is from his convo with faust & while all the room drawings doing their best to push the bed into the frame is alrdy funny, neros is during his convo with shino and seeing the bed next to his in-room kitchen just makes me laugh LIKEEEEEE..........god i know i alrdy said it but 'thats when u realize u can't be together anymore' gives me so much pain. the bed is excused

[phantomoftheparadise0002]

I think he wants to show us something 🥲😅😂

[entertainment4you]

The Evolution of Shoe Sizing: From Ancient Times to Today

Overall, MS ShoeSizer is a game-changing technology that is disrupting the footwear industry with its no reference object approach. By providing accurate and personalized sizing information, the technology is improving the shopping experience for customers and helping retailers reduce costs and increase sales. As the industry continues to evolve, it is clear that innovative solutions like MS ShoeSizer will play a key role in shaping the future of footwear retail.

[kids-worldfun]

How to Select the Right Size Shoe for Your Child? The best shoes for your child are the ones that depend on fit and function first. Here are some tips for finding your child’s perfect size. 

[alexandershayne015]

Introducing the Future of Shoe Sizing: AI-Enabled Instant Foot Measurement

AI has the potential to revolutionize the shoe sizing process for both customers and retailers, and manufacturers. It can improve customer satisfaction, reduce returns and exchanges, increase sales, and result in better inventory management and cost savings.

[menshoefactory]

Finding the right shoe size chart in India should not be a big problem for you. To solve this problem, we have come up with a guide on how to measure shoe size at home and a perfect shoe size chart in India for kids, boys, girls, men and women.

Footwear is something which is loved by everyone whether they are kids, men or women. Even after selecting the best shoes, they do not fit perfectly. It feels so bad.

Isn’t it?

[ravencincaide]

Happy unhappy home!  

Summar: Soukou think you may be suffering from postpartum depression. Something you strongly disagree with. How dare they suggest you’re an incompetent mother and a threat to your children when they haven’t been around for months! Surely, they must have a different agenda behind their accusation? 

Pairing: New parents! Dazai x Chuuya x Fem! Reader!  (SKK x Fem! reader)

Inspired by Sweetober prompt 12: Chaste Kiss   

Warnings: Cursing, Postpartum depression, light hint at maternal filicide, angst and disappointment, angst

Author note: An independent part two for Desperate times call for Desperate measures. Check that fic out if you’d like more angst, new parents and see more of what happened before this scene! 

Enjoy  

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The alarm was ringing.  

It had been ringing for the past twenty minutes. A dull monotone sound that had reached its maximum amplitude sometime between minute five and eight, leaving the clock to just screech and nervously buzz closer and closer to the dresser's edge. Another loud ring followed by metallic duns as the clock jumped to its death off the bedside table, finally growing silent.  

Slowly you pulled yourself up into a sitting position, forcing your eyes open. You ran your hands over your face, heaving a heavy exhausted sigh. You were literally keeping your eyelids open with your fingers to prevent them from shutting and falling back asleep inside the hard spare bed in the shoesize room. You felt so-so drained and yet you had gotten a decent six hours of uninterrupted rest last night. Without Dazai or Chuuya craving your attention or bringing the twins to you when they became too much.  

Truly six hours of sleep was a miracle.  

Though now that morning came all you felt was a dull frustration. At that moment you did not know what was worse; the fact that you had to get up and face the day. Starting with preparing breakfast for the twins and your lovers, or the mild annoyance of having to go and buy yet another bloody alarm clock.   

At least the babies weren’t fussing. Yet.  

With great effort you dragged yourself out of bed and haphazardly put some day-old clothes on. Hair up in a bun while on the toilet and a quick wash of your face with cold water and you were ready to get started in the kitchen. You needed to put up coffee, blitz some fruit and think about a more adult-suitable breakfast. Porridge was hated by both Dazai and Chuuya but approved by the babies, while omelet was liked by no one but you. Yet another day of sandwiches was out of the option. That left you with pancakes. Glancing at the clock in the living room on your way to the kitchen, you hurriedly picked up your pace.  

Pancakes were doable- if you hurried up.   

Once you got to the kitchen you let out a low groan of frustration. The sink was full of bottles from the nightly feedings wedged between midnight snack dishes and crusty cups of coffee that had finally made their way out of your partner's room and into the kitchen sink. The espresso machine was demanding a new water filter, and you did not even want to think what the splotches and sticky mess on the counter and kitchen table were.  

For a second you didn’t know where to start- then as stress set in you felt your body come alive. You were practically tearing yourself between doing dishes, making the pancake batter and wiping the counter.  When the two non-stick pans on the stove were warming up, you ran the cleaning program on the espresso machine. Then as the pancakes fried, you wiped the table and blitzed fruit for the babies. You set up cups, cutlery and plates in between flipping the pancakes.  

Just as the first batch of pancakes were finished and the coffee machine was brewing the first cup, you heard the heavy shuffling of feet into the kitchen. You ignored them as you proceeded to whip up another batch of pancakes- realizing you made far too little to feed double black. Halfway through cracking the eggs, you felt a pair of strong arms wrap around your waist.  

“You’re up early, Sweets” Chuuya yawned in your ear before placing a chase kiss on your shoulder.  

“Morning” you replied dryly, moving out of the embrace. You were fully focused on flipping the pancakes with one hand while mixing the batter with the second. “Coffee’s ready I think” you muttered, out of the corner of your eye watching a zombie looking Dazai reach for the hot cup, muttering a halfhearted morning and thanks in one breath.  

You heard Chuuya sigh heavily, disappointed, before going over to the coffee machine and brewing another cup. As the machine skimmed the milk and ground the beans, Chuuya got into a half bicker, half quiet discussion with Dazai about something. Not too long after, the two settled down at the table a few paces away continuing the hushed discussion.  

They didn’t even bother to ask- let alone step up to help you. Jerks.  

“Are you absolutely sure this is legit? And how the hell are we supposed to fill it in anyways” You heard Chuuya hiss at Dazai, making you turn your head in question towards them. You saw the two of them staring at what looked like a thick stack of papers between them- no doubt some kind of work-related report. Probably an evaluation of the new recruits or something. 

“ Of course it’s legit- I’m not an idiot like you.” Dazai stated matter of factly pointing something out on the sheets of paper with a half broken- half chewed on ink pen.  

“ Who the hell are you calling an idiot- you extra stuff that comes with bandages!” Chuuya snapped back but settled down the second he noticed your eyes on them.  

You felt your lips turn down in a frown as you flipped another bunch of pancakes: So, fucking typical. With them it was either work or the twins. While you were still just this ‘something’ that did everything around the house with little to no gratitude or help. Right then you felt like the extra stuff that comes with babies. A ghost- boggart- in your own home.   

You had just finished making pancakes when you heard a wail from upstairs. The babies had woken up. Instantly you turned off the stove: wiping your hands on a cloth you rushed upstairs to get the twins. After all, those picture-perfect fathers were not so perfect until after breakfast.  

You returned a few moments later, placing the babies in their highchairs. Then you put small bowls with mashed fruits in front of them in different cups. Yet another attempt at introducing solids into their diet. Then back to the kitchen, returning a few seconds later.  

“Here!” You dropped the two plates of pancakes in front of your so-called partners, not caring either about the loud clang the plates made against the wooden table, or the way the food slid off them. Or the way the twins clapped their hands in glee at the loud noise. You went back to the kitchen, moving things into the sink to make it easier to wash up later, while turning on the kettle for tea.  

A hot cup of chamomile or melissa tea sounded heavenly at that moment.  

Hearing the children's fuss, you abandoned both dishes and tea; rushing back towards the dining table, where Chuuya and Dazai mouths were stuffed with food. Their attention was divided between the stack of papers in front of them and the twins that were eagerly reaching for their fathers' pancakes. You felt another wave of irritation wash over you- a bitter kind of anger that you bit back before you said something you would regret. Instead, you fixed all of them with a warning look, making sure that neither Dazai nor Chuuya shared their breakfast with the twins. The last thing you needed that morning was to pull pancakes out of the children's noses.  

“Sweetheart, aren’t you going to eat anything?” Chuuya asked suddenly, sounding concerned as he watched you come closer to the table and take a seat beside the children.  

“I’m not hungry” you growled through squeezed teeth as you picked up the small plastic spoon and began trying to feed them mashed berries. After a few moments of screwed faces and the fruit going everywhere besides inside the children's mouth, you dropped the small spoon back into the colorful cup and looked up at the ceiling. You were blinking away tears of frustration. How fucking hard was this supposed to be? 

Not hard if you were to ask the pediatrician! 

“Here let me try Belladonna” Dazai gave you a small smile as he picked up the spoon you had carelessly dropped back into the mash.  With some exaggerated motions and airplane noises, the children ate the mash without any issue. As if Dazai was feeding them formulas from a spoon. Soon Chuuya joined him, wiping their mouths and then burping them once the twins were done.  

The sight warmed your heart, but it also made you feel self-conscious- a failure somehow. Why hadn’t you thought of doing that? Wasn’t it a mother's instinct to know what to do and how to care for her children?  To have an inseparable bond. And yet it seemed Dazai and Chuuya were somehow closer to the twins- despite the fact that you were the one who did the majority of the nurturing duties. Were you perhaps- not equipped to be a parent?  

The thought lingered in your head as they all finished breakfast. It lingered through the playtime with children and even as you put the twins down for their nap. When they'd wake up, you’d need to bathe them, then dress them and take them for a little time outside. And then–  

“-Belladona?” you snapped out of your thoughts when you noticed that Dazai had been talking and trying to get your attention for the past minute or so.  

“Oh sorry, what did you say?” You asked as you draped the covers over the snoozing twins and headed towards your partner who was lingering in the door of the nursery.  

Dazai flashed you a nervous smile, one of his hands in his hair, trying to make himself look less awkward. “A moment of your time dalin?” he repeated himself. You frowned, unsure why he’d suddenly ask for your time so formally. Then as you saw him shift under your gaze you felt your eyes widen with realization and nodded quickly, eagerly and followed him back to the living room.  

You sat down on the couch opposite your lovers, a hopeful feeling in your chest. They looked so nervous, bumping shoulders against each other, flickering eyes, silent motions for one or the other to start. To an outsider they would have looked like composed mafioso's- to you they looked like a bunch of nervous teenagers. You held back a giggle, the sight reminding you so much of when they first asked you to be with them- then once again when they asked you to start living together.  

You almost felt nervous yourself. And excited. And anxious. Were they really going to finally–?  

“Sweetheart there’s something we’d like to ask- no discuss with you” Chuuya started, clearly having lost whatever silent banter he and Dazai were having above your head. You felt the palms of your hands grow damp- sweaty. Your heart was hammering in your chest. Your mouth dry- your ears ringing. It was finally happening, wasn’t it? You could barely contain your grin: 

“ You both know I’d say YE–” “– we think you might have postpartum depression”  

Your heart dropped to your stomach. Ice cold dread washed over you; making dark dots play in your vision. The disappointment on your face was clear. It seemed to throw both of them off guard for a moment. Like they couldn’t understand what it was you were hoping for- what you were so eager to say yes to. It took a moment for your mind to register what Chuuya said- but you certainly regained your composure quicker than either of them.   

“What?!” You snapped, narrowing your eyes dangerously at the pair, daring them to repeat themselves. “What did you just say?” 

They didn’t answer directly: Instead, they made a motion towards the stack of papers that they had been fiddling with all morning. They were laid out on the small table between you. Postpartum Assessment sheet with a bunch of ticked off boxes. You didn’t know what made you feel more insulted- that they assumed you had postpartum depression or the fact that they assessed you behind your back instead of coming and talking to you.  

You scoffed in response  

“We think you might have postpartum depression– it’s not uncommon. Especially in young, first-time mothers and–” You flew up from your seat silencing Dazai’s voice instantly.  

“No you’re just saying that because You are not around. Either of you! so it's just fucking easier to blame all the shortcomings and inadequacy on me than look at your own failures!” You began pacing, running your hands through your hair. You couldn’t believe it- that they could even think you were a threat to your own babies. To the children you birthed and raised and nurtured- stayed up nights and nights to care for. The ones you took to doctors and classes and sacrificed so much for. How fucking dare they even suggest that?! 

“ Sweetheart it isn’t..” Chuuya started. He had moved off the sofa and closer to you, hands reaching towards you, palms up. Something between an awkward attempt at a hug and reassuring you, he meant no harm.  

“No you’re right, it isn’t about that- is it? It’s cuz you want to take them away from me, right?! Want to take my babies away from me and start a partnership” Your eyes moved from Chuuya to Dazai who had remained awfully passive throughout your entire outburst. The fact that he was always absent with urgent work, then demanding Chuuya to come and help during missions suddenly made a lot more sense to you. 

Just like your bare ring finger.  

The thought stung. Instead of feeling anger however, you felt overwhelming sadness. A type of defeat that only came when you realized your own pitifulness- your own worthlessness. The naivety that those two would ever see you as their equal- a shared part of a whole. This realization left a bitter taste in your mouth; “You’ve gotten what you wanted- what you can’t create yourself- out of me and now you want to lock me up with a stamp of being incompetent? Forget it!”  

Chuuya gaped, his brain trying to come up with something that wouldn’t aggravate the situation further. He seemed to have an idea, a thought, but the words got stuck in his throat as your eyes went away from Dazai and back to him. 

Eyes full of icy fury.  

“I’m not giving them to you, not without a fight!” you snapped just as you heard the twins stirring. Their wails awakening a protective and possessive motherly instinct inside you. Without another word you brushed past Chuuya, bumping his shoulder purposefully on the way out of the living room.  

“That went brilliantly, simpleton” you heard Dazai’s voice but did not bother turning around as you headed upstairs to the twins. Out of the three of them you were the most competent to be a mother - a parent. If anyone was having ‘postpartum depression’ it was those two self-centered idiots.  

Going upstairs you picked the crying babies up and began pacing with them around the room, your mind still a jumbled mess as you pressed kisses to each of the twins' foreheads. God what were you supposed to do if they made you out to be so sick and incompetent, so you’d lose your parental rights and — and— you swallowed then shuddered as you heard your so-called partners yelling at each other downstairs. In panic you hurried to retreat to the safety of the bathroom.  

You made sure to lock the door, then barricade it.  

You took a step back from it, your heart in your throat. The children sensed your fear and wailed loudly in your arms. You shushed them quietly before going further into the bathroom. There you set the children down onto the floor only long enough to turn on the water in the bathtub in a feeble attempt to block out the bickering echoing from downstairs. You made sure the water was perfect temperature, then you hurried to pick the twins up and hugged them tightly to your chest, rocking backwards and forwards. The sound of your so-called partners' loud voices only fueled your fear and sadness. How dare they suggest you were incompetent. How dare they attempt to take these babies away from you. As if they’d be able to do a better job than you. To protect them from this cruel, cruel world! 

 No, you were not going to let Chuuya and Dazai take them away from you. Your twins- your joy. Your purpose in life.  But if they were truly serious about it– then you’d rather take yourself and your babies out of this world than risk putting them through the horrors of going even a day without their mother—.   _____________________________________________________ Update: Check out the next part A hit beyond rock bottom

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[fanonical]

Don’t take this as someone hitting [X] for Doubt but why are people saying Gwen Stacy is canonically trans?

I’m not really a comic book enthusiast nor a marvel fan but I enjoy the Spider-verse movies and I love hidden/blink-and-you’ll-miss-it/iykyk representation in media as much as the next guy but I what did I miss in the second movie that led to this conclusion?

so first of all, Gwen has a trans flag hanging in her bedroom that says “PROTECT TRANS KIDS”. people are saying, well she could be an ally etc but are forgetting this isn’t like, a real person’s bedroom, it’s the bedroom of a fictional character where everything is placed there as a commentary on what type of person she is. in this case, it’s pretty clear to me she’s saying she is a trans kid. her dad even has the trans flag stitched into his uniform - i’ve never heard of a cop doing that unless they have a trans kid, and again, i think that’s pretty clearly what we’re supposed to take from that. finally, Gwen’s entire world and design is defined by the colours of the trans flag. if you pay attention to her outlines, backgrounds, the colour grading of the scenes she’s on, it is clearly and specifically the trans pride colours. sure, it’s also her costume’s colours, but with the trans pride flags it’s pretty obvious what we’re supposed to read these colours as, if anything it implies that’s why she chose those colours for her suit. finally, the Spider-Woman “coming out” and “returning home” sequences specifically are defined by these colour palettes. when Gwen explains being torn between being “just a normal girl” and the new moral panic in the news to her father, when she finally opens up about the decisions she made to kept who she was secret from him, the entire scene very obviously bleeds into the entire trans flag. Gwen’s hair, normally a dyed blonde & pink, is the trans flag, vibrant and passionate — truly who she really is.

it’s not even really that subtle? its really obvious especially if you watch the scene with this in mind, it literally bleeds in like water colours into the scene.

there’s also just plenty of other details. her narrative is one pretty identical to the experience of a trans girl coming out. her dad, normally loving and caring, is awful and hateful about just one thing — who she is, who she has been this whole time, who she’s hiding from him. and when she finally is forced to come out, he insists on this hatred. and she has to run away. to a group of people just like her, where she can crash on the couch of a punk instead of going back to her dad. but with time, he comes to accept her. he changes - it’s no coincidence that this is the scene with the trans flag watercolours.

also she shares a shoesize with Hobie lol

[dinanikto]

I'll keep asking it till the end of time, or until Valve answers.

WHO THE FUCK STEPPED ON DEGROOT'S FAMILY PHOTO?

If I'm seeing it right, there are other footsteps too! Meaning someone not just accidentally stepped on a picture, but actively walked on it, maybe even stood on it with both legs.

Maybe it was Tavish, who was too scared to tell his blind parents about this accident? Or maybe, just maybe, he did it in a fit of anger. The foot is small, perfect for a seven-year old, though it doesn't necessarily mean Demo, maybe someone else with a small shoesize.

Perhaps, someone has tried to avenge the Queen of England. Or kill the owners of the DeGroot's Rum. Or anything along the line, I'm sure this clan has gathered a lot of enemies in the past few centuries.

[bonny-kookoo]

Yoongi

Lock Me Up | Found

He promised.

Tags/Warnings: Detective Agust D my friends, Criminal Kitty!Reader, hybrid Yoongi, mentions of violence, kidnapping, major angst, fluff?

Length: Drabble

There is no taglist for this fic

A/N: now stop trying to ruin their happiness thanks

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Where could you be?

Police forces are out looking for any trace of you- his home already having been checked as well as your usual spots you'd be at during the day. But there's nothing. You've vanished without a trace, and Yoongi doesn't even have a clue who could've taken you in the first place. There's really nothing to gain from you other than maybe money- but in that case, someone would need to know your value first, and the people you're connected to. No one just randomly kidnaps someone and hopes their family can pay what they want.

It doesn't make sense.

And the number you told him? He doesn't know if it's complete, or if you got interrupted. He's got no clue what you meant by it, doesn't know what he's supposed to do with it- but it must be important if you say it to him. You're smart- much smarter than one might think, and he personally believes you're not even aware of it yourself. The streets have taught you a lot of things that can keep you alive in a situation like this-

so he hopes you'll use that knowledge until he finds you.

He's walking down the street on the edge of town where a patrolling officer seems to be arguing with an elderly lady, her dog on a leash barking, especially when Yoongi walks closer. He tends to have an effect on animals- though one look from his eyes seems to shut the small dog up. He hasn't been wearing his covering contact lenses in a long time now-

he's embracing who he is these days, much of it thanks to you.

"What's going on here?" Yoongi asks, the patrolling officer sighs, as the lady interrupts him, giving him no chance to fill the detective in.

"That constant banging noise is what's wrong!" The lady whines. "Every day, every night, bang bang bang, it's driving me mad!" She complains.

"Where is it coming from?" Yoongi sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose. He's got better things to worry about than a noise complaint from a pensioned post-menopausal woman in her late 50's.

"Apartment 265, right above mine!" She says. "I don't know what that guy is up to these days but he should really think about his neighbors-" She rants, and Yoongis eyes sharpen.

"Which apartment?" He presses suddenly, cutting her off- and even she seems startled about his reaction.

"..265?" She answers a lot more quietly now, and Yoongi draws his weapon at that.

"You, ask her about any information she has about whoever lives in that apartment. I want a name, I want a description, I want when he leaves the apartment and what fucking shoesize he wears if she knows it!" he barks at the young officer, before he dashes into the apartment complex, running the stairs instead of taking the elevator to be faster.

Of course.

"He sold catnip laced with other drugs and baking soda." You'd laughed, looking at him upside down as you lazed around on his bed while he washed the dishes. "He wasn't too happy I basically snitched on him and told everyone about it. He was pissed!" You had told him.

"Try not to make anymore enemies from now on though." Yoongi had sighed. "Someone's gonna kidnap you one day, I'm gonna have to shoot someone, and that's a shit-ton of paperwork." He's told you, joking mostly.

"But you'd come and save me, wouldn't you?" You'd teased-

and he'd smiled, simply nodded in confirmation.

"Promise?" You ask him, and he sighs, before he turns around to walk closer to you, kissing your upside-down face with a stoic expression- but eyes filled with love.

"Promise.

He doesn't even knock or anything, simply shoots the door to unlock it, before he enters with the by now familiar phrase announcing his presence to whoever might be inside the apartment. The first thing he notices is the stench of garbage and sweetness, before the tiny flies seem to attack him as he looks around the apartment, searching for anybody.

And there he is, a man dressed in dirty sweatpants and an equally soiled sleeveless shirt, looking at him with angry eyes. "Should've known you hybrid rats stick together." He grunts, as Yoongi points the weapon on him, multiple officers entering the apartment behind himself, making sure the surrounding area is under control.

"Where is she?" Yoongi wants to know, walking closer with the gun still drawn.

"What part of her would you like?" The man sickly jokes, and Yoongi doesn't waste a second to shoot right next to the guy into the stained couch, visibly startling him.

"The next is gonna land right between your legs and trust me-" The detective growls, "-My aim is great." he threatens.

"Detective Min!" Someone calls instead, and Yoongi's attention is taken away as he runs towards the room he's been called to.

And right there, in the bathtub, there's you- wide eyed and bruised- a thick and clumsily wrapped cloth around your thigh stained in what he assumes must be old blood, but you're alive.

You're alive.

The moment he bends down to get closer, something seems to happen within you, as you scramble up to reach him first, wrapping your entire body and every available limb around him, even your tail- and he's never held you so tightly than now, finally breathing again as your scent is all around him once more. "You're okay." He reassures you- or maybe more so himself.

"You found me." You whimper into his chest, frantically scenting him. "You came.!" You say, and he nods.

"Of course." He tells you, uncaring of anybody in this moment as he just runs his hand over your back.

"I promised, didn't I?"

[lunaticli8rarian]

2, 26, 39. Chosen 8y whim.

shoesize: 8ig girl, i dunno i never remem8er. just imagine a 8ig girls foot. not hard for you i'm sure. 8iggest pet peeve: see i don't really have pet peeves, i have major f8cking annoyances. 8ut i'll pick one of those since it's more interesting. it's a toss up 8etween 8eing ignored 8y people around me, that sh8t makes my 8lood 8oil, and people who draw trans characters as their original gender. like seriously i don't care the character, it f8cking sucks. go 8end a cis characters gender. they need it.

favor8 ice cream flavor: mint choco chip, easy, without question. vanilla second place.