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How to Stay Comfortable on Long Rides with Your BMW K1600

The BMW K1600 is the perfect motorcycle for long-distance riding, known for its smooth performance, advanced features, and exceptional comfort. However, staying comfortable on extended rides requires more than just a great bike. Proper preparation, the right gear, and mindful riding techniques can significantly enhance your comfort, ensuring that you enjoy every mile.

1. Invest in Quality BMW K1600 Long-Distance Riding Gear

Choosing the right gear is essential for a comfortable long-distance ride on your BMW K1600. Here are a few must-have items:

Helmet: A high-quality, well-ventilated helmet ensures head protection and comfort. Look for helmets with noise reduction and a sun visor to reduce glare.

Riding Jacket and Pants: Select gear with adequate ventilation and weatherproof materials to handle different climates. Opt for motorcycle-specific apparel designed for long rides, which typically includes extra padding in critical areas.

Gloves: Invest in durable, breathable gloves that provide a good grip without sacrificing comfort. Proper gloves help reduce hand fatigue during long hours of riding.

Riding Boots: Comfortable, waterproof riding boots are essential for protecting your feet and keeping them comfortable over long distances. Boots with ankle support and non-slip soles offer both comfort and safety.

Heated Gear: In colder climates, heated vests, gloves, and grips can keep you warm and focused on the road, especially during early morning or evening rides.

All of these items are part of the BMW K1600 long-distance riding gear setup, which can greatly enhance your comfort and safety on extended trips.

2. Adjust Your BMW K1600 for Optimal Comfort

Even with the best riding gear, your BMW K1600 needs to be set up for long-distance comfort. Make these adjustments before hitting the road:

Seat Positioning: Ensure the seat height is correct for your body type. An adjustable seat is a big advantage for long-distance riding, as you can alter its height and tilt to minimize pressure points.

Handlebar Adjustment: Adjust your handlebars to prevent excessive leaning forward. You want a natural, relaxed riding posture to avoid strain on your back and shoulders.

Suspension Tuning: Properly tuned suspension helps smooth out rough roads and improves handling. The BMW K1600 comes equipped with an advanced suspension system, so make sure to fine-tune it based on the weight of your gear and riding style.

3. Take Breaks and Stretch

Even with all the right gear and bike adjustments, long-distance riding can still lead to fatigue. To stay comfortable, schedule regular breaks:

Stretching: Take time to stretch your legs, back, and arms during breaks. Stretching helps improve circulation and prevents stiffness during long rides.

Hydration: Stay hydrated throughout your journey. Dehydration can cause fatigue and decrease focus, so pack enough water and drink at regular intervals.

Plan Rest Stops: Rest stops give your body a chance to recover. Use these stops to relax, recharge, and enjoy the scenery.

4. Stay Focused and Maintain Good Posture

Your riding posture affects how comfortable you feel after hours on the road. Here’s how to maintain good posture while riding your BMW K1600:

Relax Your Shoulders and Arms: Tension in your upper body can lead to discomfort. Keep your shoulders and arms relaxed, and avoid gripping the handlebars too tightly.

Keep Your Feet Positioned Correctly: Your feet should rest comfortably on the footpegs, allowing you to shift and move naturally as you ride.

Engage Your Core: By engaging your core muscles, you’ll reduce strain on your back, helping you stay more comfortable throughout the ride.

Conclusion

Long-distance riding on the BMW K1600 can be an exhilarating experience, but comfort is key to enjoying the journey. By investing in quality BMW K1600 long-distance riding gear, adjusting your bike for comfort, taking breaks, and maintaining good posture, you’ll ensure that every mile is as enjoyable as the first. Stay prepared, stay comfortable, and ride confidently.

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Laurie takes Rosie out for a ride.

In which Dy continues to write about niche subject as he procrastinates on RAU :)

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BMW Biker Suit 2023

Order these awesome BMW Biker Suit 2023 in custom-made fitting with matching gears to make a perfect match with your precious BMW Superbike.

BMW Biker Suit 2023

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GEAR REVIEW - SHOEI RF-1400

I am a huge fan of Shoei helmets. They just fit me better than any other helmet. I’ve owned the RF-1100, the RF-1200, and the X-12 race helmet. I loved the RF-1100, did not love the RF-1200, and hated the X12. Both the 1200 and X-12 (when they were new-ish) folded my left ear over when I first put it on. The X-12 was extremely difficult to just get it on and harder to get off. The RF-1400 still…

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VW wouldn't locate kidnapped child because his mother didn't pay for find-my-car subscription

The masked car-thieves who stole a Volkswagen SUV in Lake County, IL didn’t know that there was a two-year-old child in the back seat — but that’s no excuse. A violent car-theft has the potential to hurt or kill people, after all.

If you’d like an essay-formatted version of this post to read or share, here’s a link to it on pluralistic.net, my surveillance-free, ad-free, tracker-free blog:

https://pluralistic.net/2023/02/28/kinderwagen/#worst-timeline

Likewise, the VW execs who decided to nonconsensually track the location of every driver and sell that data to shady brokers — but to deny car owners access to that data unless they paid for a “find my car” subscription — didn’t foresee that their cheap, bumbling subcontractors would refuse the local sheriff’s pleas to locate the car with the kidnapped toddler.

And yet, here we are. Like most (all?) major car makers, Volkswagen has filled its vehicles with surveillance gear, and has a hot side-hustle as a funnel for the data-brokerage industry.

After the masked man jumped out of a stolen BMW and leapt into the VW SUV to steal it, the child’s mother — who had been occupied bringing her other child inside her home — tried to save her two year old, who was still in the back seat. The thief “battered” her and drove off. She called 911.

The local sheriff called Volkswagen and begged them to track the car. VW refused, citing the fact that the mother had not paid for the $150 find-my-car subscription after the free trial period expired. Eventually, VW relented and called back with the location data — but not until after the stolen car had been found and the child had been retrieved.

Now that this idiotic story is in the news, VW is appropriately contrite. An anonymous company spokesman blamed the incident on “a serious breach” of company policy and threw their subcontractor under the (micro)bus, blaming it on them.

This is truly the worst of all worlds: Volkswagen is a company that has internal capacity to build innovative IT systems. Once upon a time, they had the in-house tech talent to build the “cheat device” behind Dieselgate, the means by which they turned millions of diesel vehicles into rolling gas-chambers, emitting lethal quantities of NOX.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Volkswagen_emissions_scandal

But on the other hand, VW doesn’t have the internal capacity to operate Car-Net, it’s unimaginatively-named, $150/year location surveillance system. That gets subbed out to a contractor who can’t be relied on to locate a literal kidnapped child.

The IT adventures that car companies get up to give farce a bad name. Ferraris have “anti-tampering” kill-switches that immobilize cars if they suspect a third-party mechanic is working on them. When one of these tripped during a child-seat installation in an underground parking garage, the $500k car locked its transmission and refused to unlock it — and the car was so far underground that its cellular modem couldn’t receive the unlock code, permanently stranding it:

https://pluralistic.net/2020/10/15/expect-the-unexpected/#drm

BMW, meanwhile, is eagerly building out “innovations” like subscription steering-wheel heaters:

https://pluralistic.net/2020/07/02/big-river/#beemers

Big Car has loaded our rides up with so much surveillance gear that they were able to run scare ads opposing Massachusetts’s Right to Repair ballot initiative, warning Bay Staters that if third parties could access the data in their cars, it would lead to their literal murders:

https://pluralistic.net/2020/09/03/rip-david-graeber/#rolling-surveillance-platforms

In short: the automotive sector has filled our cars with surveillance gear, but that data is only reliably available to commercial data-brokers and hackers who breach Big Cars’ massive data repositories. Big Car has the IT capacity to fill our cars with cheat devices — but not the capacity to operate an efficient surveillance system to use in real emergencies. Big Car says that giving you control over your car will result in your murder — but when a child’s life is on the line, they can’t give you access to your own car’s location.

This Thu (Mar 2) I’ll be in Brussels for Antitrust, Regulation and the Political Economy, along with a who’s-who of European and US trustbusters. It’s livestreamed, and both in-person and virtual attendance are free. On Fri (Mar 3), I’ll be in Graz for the Elevate Festival.

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[Image ID: A blue vintage VW beetle speeds down a highway; a crying baby is pressed against the back driver's-side window. In the sky overhead is the red glaring eye of HAL 9000 from 2001: A Space Odyssey, emblazoned with the VW logo. The eye is projecting a beam of red light that has enveloped the car.]

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☆,

biker! ken hcs! (& car! guy ken cuz why not??)

biker ken

he rides a ninja 400.

before meeting you, he was for sure reckless. but after the two of you got involved with each other, he promised himself he’d be a lil more careful for you

everyone knows riding a motorcycle is dangerous as fuck, so he never wanted to have you worried

sometimes there’s night where he may go a lil too fast & ends up getting chased by police..

he texts you & tells you to have the garage open so he can just come in & have you close it immediately.. trust, you end up reprimanding him

he always takes you on rides when the sun is setting. idc, he tells you it reminds him of you

does wheelies just to scare you

one day you ask him to teach you how to ride & he says “last i checked, you’re already good at that”

you were left confused until it hit you.. “that is NOT what i meant!”

whenever he gets hit on, he mentions you with so much quickness

if a girl does happen to ask for his number, he gives them yours 😭😭😭 they don’t even know until they text you

if he ever gets injured, the first person he goes to is you, even if he feels that you can’t help. you’re his sense of comfort

like boy could lose a whole leg nd he’d prob call you first to let you know LMAO

his friends hate you bc they say you made him “soft” but you disagree completely!!!

you fear for your life half the time you're his backpack

he speeds through the smallest little cracks between vehicles on the freeway

he uses anything as a ramp & you hate it

when he's making sharp turns he touches the fucken ground with his hand "look how close we are!"

whenever you're in your car & he's on his bike, he always gaps you nd you think it's so mean. yet, he laughs every time

sometimes when he picks you up, he makes sure to make the most noise ever. that's mainly how you can tell he's arrived

i feel like his wardrobe is all black. the only color he has are the clothes you buy for him bc you tease him for being too emo

you also buy him a pikachu skin for his helmet as a joke, but he ends up loving it

he plays deftones on his rides, that or cigs after sex idc.. maybe even sign crushes motorist.. i feel like he's always in his feelings LMAO

whenever you guys are stopped next to a bus or a big semi truck, he always touches it

records pop vids & sends them to you..

car guy ken!

i honestly don't know what kind of car ken would drive..

it's between a supra mk4, nissan 350/370z, or maybe a 2013 bmw 3 :>

i mainly see him in a supra ngl

but whatever car ken drives, he puts WORK into.

you love being around whenever he's working on his cars tho, he'll be all dirty with oils nd shit but its so rawr

ken gets excited over new car parts too

one time you bought him a carbon fiber front bumper and he damn near cried over it

he put starry lights on the roof of the inside of his car to give you something pretty to look at

he lets you keep your little essentials in his glove department or his arm rest

you leave a scrunchie around his gear shift & glosses in his cup holder, plus lil makeup wipes in the lil side compartment on the door

i fear ken has road rage.. he hates slow drivers and flips people off so fucken often

not only that but this man never goes the speed limit???

his car is all blacked out.. so flying down dark highways with his headlights off is his fav thing to do

he hates when you opt out for driving your car.. especially when there's other cars being loud nd making noise. he feels left out, like a puppy taken from its owner

"baby, i wanna make noise too.." with the biggest pout you've ever seen.

one day he suggests that you guys save up for miatas so that your cars can make cute faces at each other & date. it was the sweetest idea ever

car guy ken handles all your car troubles. he's like your personal mechanic

he does donuts in empty parking lots

he did a burn out in your exes drive way & you didn't find out until said ex texted you fucken PISSED

"ken what the fuck??" "what.." "you know what!" "nuh uh."

takes you to car meets so he can teach you more about different cars & the mods you can add to them

can tell a car from the sound the engine is making..

lets you drive his car once & it was the scariest thing he'd ever done

"SLOW DOWN PLEASE"

"i'm going 70!??!"

"this is my baby, i don't want you to crash..."

whenever a car passes him, he takes it as a challenge & gaps them.

[alwaysurvalentine]

Three Strikes and You're Out! - pt. 3

this is the final installment (for now?) of Eddie learning about baseball to help teach Steve about D&D!

wc: 1.8k - cw: nothing I can think of!

Need to catch up? pt. 1 pt. 2

Enjoy! 💛

Summer has officially descended onto Hawkins. It’s hot outside so Eddie’s pulled his hair into a bun. His bangs had been resting against his forehead before he tied his bandana around his hair line. He knows they probably look a little goofy resting on top of the fabric instead, but at least he doesn’t feel sticky anymore. A mostly new notebook is front of him, the first few pages with rough scribbles, but finally he has something easier for Steve to follow. A couple sketches still surround the edges: a beholder with a body covered in stitches like a baseball, elementals made of dirt and air, and a silly sketch of a mind-flayer with a baseball jersey on. 

Steve’s supposed to be coming over to go over the notes and maybe even make another character for the Party’s next session. They’d tried looking at them the other night but they’d only half made sense to Eddie’s brain and Steve couldn’t follow the clear spiral of Eddie’s mind when he’d made his connections. Instead they’d spent the night hanging out in Eddie’s room, Steve laying back on Eddie’s bed while he worked on a couple songs. 

~

It’d been nerve-wracking to have someone observing him and it took a little bit before Eddie could fall into his process. Play a few chords, hum an imaginary verse, and then scribble away on his music notebook. He’d gotten so into the rhythm of things that soon he was looking at a song ready to present to the rest of the band. With the song basically finished, Eddie had looked up to see Steve watching him with a small smile. The younger boy looked more relaxed than Eddie had ever seen him, shirt riding up slightly with his hair splayed out on one of Eddie’s pillows. 

“What’s that face for?” The words came out more defensive than he’d meant, but Steve’s smile just grew enough to crinkle the corner of his eyes. 

“I think I might be falling in love with you.” 

Silence filled the room. Eddie blinked at Steve. Neither of them moved until Eddie shifted to set his guitar to the side. Steve had sat up and straightened his shirt, leaning over to grab his shoes where he’d toed them off an hour ago. 

“That was stupid, sorry. I’m going to head out. I’m sorry.” 

Those words finally kicked Eddie into gear and he’d stopped Steve’s movement with his hand. His rings felt like ice compared to the warmth of Steve’s skin. All of the relaxation from before had vanished, Steve’s shoulders in a tense line with his face turned towards his lap. 

“Stevie.” A barely there exhale of his name, but it didn’t stop the brunette from tensing further. “Did you mean it?” As soon as Steve had nodded, Eddie had reached to tilt his face up. Hazel eyes met his and all he could do was smile before leaning in. “I think I’m falling in love with you, too.”

~

Tires rolling on top of gravel brought Eddie’s attention back to the present and the sight of Steve’s BMW pulling up to greet him. There’s a boyish grin on Steve’s face when he parks and he even does a little wave before reaching to his passenger seat for something before joining Eddie outside.

“I brought some snacks, figured you can’t study without something to eat, right?” The bag crinkles when Steve sets it down and Eddie can see the outline of a Coke and his favorite Doritos (cool ranch) through the plastic. He thought he’d gotten bad butterflies before, but his stomach riots when Steve sits down and wraps a gentle hand around his ankle for a squeeze. The touch is fleeting at best, Steve already reaching for the bag to empty it’s contents next to Eddie, but it encourages him to slide down and sit at the bench. Now their legs are lined up next to each other, heat making them practically stick to the other – Eddie thinks it’s worth it for the flush that covers Steve’s cheeks at the motion. 

“So, tell me all about how I’m going to understand your Dungeons and Dragons game.”

Nerves crawl up Eddie’s spine and he clenches his notebook hard enough that the pages crumple slightly.

“Okay, a lot of this information is from Wayne, so if it’s wrong, pretend it isn’t.” And then he open the notebook to reveal his previous scribbling in a neat bulleted list. “Without further ado, I’m going to make your beloved baseball into D&D.”

~

“So, you know these things?” Eddie points to his drawing of the baseball diamond and watches as a softer smile lights up Steve’s face. 

“Yeah, those are the bases.”

“And do you know how far apart those are?” 

“Should be 90 feet.” 

“Exactly! So your character here, has a walking speed of 30 feet.” It’d taken some time to flatten out Steve’s previously crumpled character sheet, but it was worth it now, Steve’s finger pointing to the speed Eddie was referring to. “Which means, for your character to get from one base to another, it would take you three turns.” The flicker of understanding in Steve’s eyes made quizzing Wayne on sports worth it. 

“Speaking of turns, you know how when the bad guys show up I have everyone roll for initiative?” A nod. “It’s like making your lineup for the ones hitting the ball. Wayne said you had to tell the other team that ahead of time, so it’s different in that sense because we just put together the order on the spot.”

~

Steve’s brows are furrowed as he looks at the notes and then the Players Handbook Eddie brought. “Different weapon skills...those would be like different pitches?” There’s confusion coloring the words, and Eddie’s so glad he’s able to tell Steve he’s right. He’s sure if the younger boy got one too many assumptions wrong he’d close up again and probably never give the game another try. 

The sun isn’t quite going down yet, but it’s cooled off at least. Eddie’s coke has left a small ring of condensation on the top of the table and he pokes at the droplets of water gathered there while Steve contemplates over his character sheet. 

“Okay, so what is it called when the weapons are used far away?” It takes a second for the question to register, Eddie more focused on trying to make a lyric work about someone’s hazel honey eyes. 

“Eddie?”

“Oh! Those are called range weapons. Those would be your guns or crossbows.”

“Okay, so,” Steve glances to the notes again and bites at his bottom lip before continuing. “Those would be more like the outfielders, since they sometimes have to throw the balls back from the other side of the field to get someone out. But my character doesn’t have range weapons, so they’re more like a catcher?” 

Eddie would love to tell Steve that he’s right again, but he doesn’t actually remember what a catcher does. His confusion must show on his face because the furrow in Steve’s brow lessens and a tiny smile pulls at the corner of his mouth.

“A catcher is the person behind the current batter. They squat down behind the current batter and catch anything the batter doesn’t hit. They’re also there to try and tag out someone running to home plate.” It’s weird to hear Steve talk about sports and actually follow it, but Eddie does nod in confirmation which makes Steve small smile turn into a full grin. 

“Seems like you’ve got a hang of things now. Maybe even enough to give another session a try?” Eddie cuts the pressure off of Steve by clasping his hands in front of his chest in a pleading motion and flutters his eyes to seal the deal. The tips of Steve’s ears turn pink and he feels his own grin widen at the sight of Steve ducking his head towards his chest. 

“Yeah, maybe. I don’t know if I’m going to be let back at the table though. I didn’t really leave in the best way last time. I know the guys definitely didn’t appreciate it. Not a good first impression I can imagine.” Steve’s right, Gareth had been irritated about him standing mid turn to leave the room, but that doesn’t mean Eddie wants to hear Steve beat himself up over it.

“Hey. Quit that. Everyone makes mistakes. So what if you left the session in the middle of the big fight? It wasn’t like the party was very welcoming either. I know Gareth hasn’t been the nicest, but you’ve won Jeff and Grant over.” 

Won over is putting it simply. As soon as Jeff had found out that Steve had carried Eddie to safety despite injuries of his own, he’d had nothing mean to say about the other boy. When Steve had left the table clearly flustered and Gareth went to say something, there’s been a distinct thump under the table that Eddie’s pretty sure was Jeff kicking the other boy. Mike had gone to complain too, but Will cut that thought off with a simple look. 

“It really is okay. None of us thought about how hard it would be to keep up with a bunch of seasoned players. Dustin said he’d explained the game mechanics to you; I should’ve known that meant talked your ear off and hoped you picked up all the information. I’ve played the game for years now and I still have questions from time to time. Shit, the game itself released a whole beginner set of rules for people to look at just to get into Dungeons & Dragons.”

The sun’s started setting now, casting Steve in an orange light. A couple of eager lightning bugs have already started their dance, blinking off and on as they fly around the park. They’ve been pouring over his notes for the better part of the day so he thinks it’s time for a well deserved break. 

“Enough about DnD, I think it’s time for dinner. Wayne should be getting up soon to get ready for work. Hungry?” A soft growl from Steve’s stomach voices it’s agreement and Eddie laughs. “I’ll take that as a yes. Hope you’re ready for my specialty, Kraft mac and cheese.” Steve chuckles and closes the notebooks in front of him before passing them over. He turns and throws one of his legs over the bench, straddling the seat facing Eddie while he stacks them in an order only he knows the reason behind. 

“Hey, Eddie?” 

“Hm?” He leans over slightly to show he’s listening, but the lack of an answer has Eddie turning towards Steve with an eyebrow raised. He goes to speak but gets cut off with a chaste brush of lips against his. Eddie’s world narrows to the smell of Steve’s cologne, something that smells like rain on freshly cut grass and a hint of vanilla. Just as soon as Steve leaned in, he leans away, the sun painting orange and pink highlights in his hair when he tilts his head grinning.

“Thank you.” 

And thank YOU for being so patient!! Tags for those who wanted to see how these lovebirds figured things out: @dreamercec @yesdangerpls @adverbally . I know it's like a month overdue, just been hit with a lot of new ideas and a little bit of a struggle with knowing when things are at a good ending place!!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[ash5monster01]

Perfect To Love Part 14

Pairing: Steve Harrington x FemReader!PlusSize

Warnings: fluff, mentions of bullying, body image issues, fat shaming, angst, trust issues, language.

Summary: Beth Walker was used to living in the shadows. She had only one friend and anyone else who paid her mind usually bullied her for her size. So she learned to keep her mouth shut, her head down, and her heart closed because she had to accept the fact that she would be nothing more than the fat girl to people. That is until Robin decides Beth needs more in life and that might just include a boy who she never would’ve thought could see her for who she truly was.

word count: 2,848

Part 13 ←→ Part 15

Masterlist

Neither Alan or Allie fought Beth when she said she wasn’t going to school that morning. After all it was the day before Thanksgiving break so how much could she really be missing? So they both left for work, leaving Beth alone in her bed to stare out at the small inch of snow that covered the earth. It would probably melt and return a few times until winter completely swallowed them whole, but for now she would be heartbroken while the earth froze and for some reason that thought made her somewhat content.

Steve had called Robin in a panic, telling her that he had tried to call Beth only to be told she didn't want to talk to him. Robin had tried to call herself only for Allie to inform her of the same thing. She tried to recall ay moment, maybe something that happened at school that could make Beth shut them out, but she came up completely short. She assured Steve that it could be something else bothering her entirely and she would talk to her tomorrow. But when Beth didnt show up for school Robin found herself worrying more and more that maybe it was something that she did.

“She’s not here” Robin grumbled once she was sat in the front seat of Steve’s BMW his head on a swivel, searching each of the Escorts in the parking lot in hope to find hers.

“Something has to be wrong” Steve finally said and Robin sighed as she leaned back in the seat. She wasn’t used to being shut out.

“Obviously Steve, any clue what it could be?” she didn’t mean to sound so rude but the sarcasm and annoyance was unavoidable while she stressed about her friend.

“Not a thought” he muttered, eyes still scanning the parking lot in hopes she’d appear.

“What’d you do?” both of the teenagers jumped as Dustin appeared in the back seat of the car, slamming the door shut behind him.

“Jesus Dustin, what do you even mean?” Steve asked, a hand over his heart as he tried to calm its pace.

"Beth didn't show up to free period with me and Eddie and she would never miss school. So what did you do?" Dustin accused, pointing at Steve and ready to skin him alive for any wrong doing to his new friend.

"Nothing, I dont know. Me and Robin both called last night and her Mom said she didn't want to talk to us. We're just as confused as you" Steve defended himself but Dustin wasn’t fully convinced.

"Well we better figure it out before she goes to New York for Thanksgiving" Dustin said leaning back in the seat and buckling himself in. Confused looks plastered across both the older friends faces and Dustin almost rolled his eyes.

"She's going away?" Steve started to ask because he felt like this was something he should have known but maybe he just missed it, forgot. No way he could've forgotten.

"Look we'll worry about that later but I have a plan, drive to Beth's" Robin said and Steve obeyed, shifting the car into gear, and taking off down the roads covered in a soft layer of white snow. They all were relieved to see the Escort in the driveway but neither of her parents vehicles.

After a mostly silent ride, everyone experiencing different thoughts over this disappearing act Beth had pulled. Steve racked his brain and hated to admit that his thoughts always went back to Colin. He probably said something and ruined it, upset her, and he was fully prepared to kill him if need be. Robin worried that she got scared, scared of being with Steve, and not thinking she was good enough, and she was ready to prove her wrong. Where Dustin fully stood behind the fact the two idiots had done something whether it was intentional or not.

"So what's this masterplan?" Steve asked nervously, stomach doing somersaults over the fact she was just inside.

"This" Robin said as she grabbed a stack of books from her bag. "It's Beth work for over break, I collected it for her so I had an excuse to come here"

"Genius!" Steve praised and Dustin rolled his eyes. They were definitely both idiots.

"Look give me just a minute and then I'll give you guys a signal to join me" Robin said and they both nodded as she slipped out the car and into the cold. They watched as she stood on the porch, raising a nervous hand to ring the doorbell.

Beth groaned audibly as she heard the doorbell ring throughout the house. Quickly she tugged on a hoodie as she rushed down the stairs to see who from her mothers church group she'd have to turn away. Yet when she glanced through the peephole she was met with her twitchy and nervous friend Robin. Ex friend. "I don't want to talk to you"

"I'm not here to talk" Robin said after flinching from the response her friend had given her.

"Robin, you always have something to say" Beth sighed out, almost so quietly through the door she didn't hear it.

"Beth I have your school work, I'm worried about you, that's all" Robin counter offered and Beth pressed her forehead aginst the door wishing she would’ve just let whoever rang the doorbell go away.

"Just leave it on the porch, please" Beth said sounding a bit strangled from trying to fight off the tears that were burning to come out.

"Beth what did I do, why are you shutting me out?" Robin ignored her request and Steve and Dustin both noticed she was talking to the closed door, only assuming Beth was on the other side.

"Just leave it Robin" Beth finally cried out and Robin sighed as she leaned to set the stack of books at the foot of the door. Steve hit the steering wheel as he watched Robin retreat back to the car and jump inside to escape the cold.

"Let me try" Dustin said, pushing himself out of the back seat before Steve could ask what had happened. Dustin wrapped his arms around himself, the wind pushing his hat back slightly as he approached the door. He was about to ring the doorbell when he still heard Beth's soft cries on the other side.

"Beth, what’s wrong?" he called out and Beth gasped slightly at the sound of Dustin's voice, backing away from the door so he couldn't hear her.

"Nothing Dustin, don't worry about it, please" she called back and Dustin sighed as he tried to keep from shivering in the cold.

"We're all so worried about you" he said and Beth felt more tears burn at her eyes because choosing to leave behind Steve and Robin included everyone else including this sweet young boy who had become such a good friend to her. That thought broke her heart even more as she considered that in the friend divorce they would all get the kids she had come to know and love.

"I know Dustin, and you're the best for checking on me. I just need to be alone" and before Dustin could respond he heard her footsteps rushing up the stairs. The pair in the car watched his shoulders drop as he returned to the car himself after another failed attempt.

"That was a bust" Dustin said as he closed himself into the warmth of the vehicle. Steve's heater working over time. "She ran back upstairs before I could say anything else"

"Robin which room is hers?" Steve questioned and Robin gave him a confused look before pointing to the left window above the canopy of the porch. "I'll be back"

"Wait Steve, dont get hurt!' Robin called after him but he slammed the drivers side door shut while ignoring her. Dustin leaned forward to watch as Steve jogged up the porch. As if he had done this a hundred times before he was swigning a leg to stand on the rail. He used one of the beams to keep balance as he stood up, twisting his body to grip the edge of the canopy, and begin to pull himself up. Steve had always been strong because of swimming and basketball and now he was strong from staying in shape to fight monsters. Thankfully it came in handy as he finally got majority of his body on the canopy and he was able to walk across and face her window.

Before he tapped on the glass he saw her curled in bed, the room dark as she shook with tears and his heart broke. He wanted to know what he had done, what they could do to fix it. Giving in he tapped on the glass just to see her jump before looking at him with a tear stained face. Beth went against her better judgment and stood to open the window. Steve couldn’t help but smile as she revealed herself to him as he sat crouched out her window. "You're gonna get hurt"

"It was worth the risk" he told her and she sighed, using the sleeve of her hoodie to wipe her face clean of tears. "Can I come in?"

"I don't think you should" she responded and he tried to hide his disppoitnent in her response. Sighing he leaned closer into the window, heart accelerating at how beautiful her hazel eyes looked. So clear from the tears she had let fall. Beth wished he didn't look so handsome himself, hair fluffy and lashes covered in soft snowflakes. She wanted to kiss each one of them away.

"Why are you shutting us out?" Steve asked and Beth sighed, more tears fighting to come to her eyes. He wanted to reach out to her, hold her, but he was worried he’d scare her away.

"I stopped into Family Video yesterday" Steve gave her a confused look, clealry recalling she hadn't been there because she had work herself. Then it dawned on him that him and Robin had been talking about her at work, talking about their plan, that she had been using the back door lately. The exact one he knew you could hear crystal clear through because he had done it himself.

“Oh Beth, you don't understand-" but Beth was holding up her hand, stopping his defense because she didn't want to hear anymore bullshit from either of them.

"Did you know Colin told me he had feelings for me?” Steve was confused again as he let these words sink in. "He told me he hated himself for being attracted to me when everyone else bullied me for being ugly and do you want to know what I said to him?"

"What?" Steve whispered, never have seeing Beth this angry before. It was like he had pushed her past the sad part and now she was just frustrated.

"I told him I ended up with you because you got to know me without someone asking you too, and that made all the difference" Steve sucked in a sharp breath as she told him this, realizing that in a way they had done her wrong. The intentions were pure but maybe she was right. Maybe Steve would have never looked at her without Robin asking him too.

"Beth, please let me explain" she was shaking her head and Steve felt his heart collapse because she had already decided he wasn't worth it. Just like everyone else did.

“I don’t need an explanation Steve. I get it. Robin is your friend and maybe you have changed, it’s not your fault you can’t be attracted to me. You were just being a good friend to Robin” Beth said and Steve realized she had it all wrong. Robin may have asked him to spend time with her but falling for her was all him.

“That’s not it” he started to shake his head but the look she gave him made him stop.

“Please, I can’t be hurt by you again. Let me go” and as Steve went to open his mouth and stop her again she was sliding the window close, clicking the lock, and shutting the curtains. He let out a defeated sigh as she completley shut him out and tears began to rim his eyes. He was angry and hurt for her. He thought he had changed but maybe he didn’t because if he did he would've given Beth a chance and not just now but on that first day of freshman year.

Carefully he made his way back down the canopy and onto the porch where he jogged to his car now that he was completley frozen through. Robin and Dustin looked at him curiously as he settled in his seat, cheeks red and bitten from the cold. He took a moment to absorb the heat, keeping his eyes forward because he was pretty sure he was about to cry and he didn't want them to see that. He didn't want to be pitied because this was his karma, he deserved it for being an asshole all of those years. He was no better than his father, Tommy, Carol, or the rest of the assholes at that school.

"Well, did you see her?" Robin questioned and Steve sighed, glancing out the window to blink away the tears that came to his eyes.

"She came to Family Video yesterday" he said but it didn’t occur to Robin as quickly as it did Steve.

"No she didn't we had a dead shift, we spent majority of it putting away tapes and talking" Robin argued but Steve finally turned and gave her a pointed look.

"And what were we talking about Robin?" again she looked confused but then it dawned on her, realization covering her features.

"She thinks I made you do it, and you were pretending" Robin said and Steve nodded as she buried her face in her hands.

"Do what?" Dustin asked from the back seat but he went ignored.

"She's upet because she thinks I was using her and she's upset that you put her in that position" Steve said rubbing his hands together to regain some warmth.

"Oh God, did you try to explain that it wasn't like that?" Robin asked, heart now aching because she truly was the reason her friend was hurt and now she was no better than all those other kids that had hurt Beth all these years.

"Yeah but she didn't want to hear it. She told me Colin admitted to having feelings for her, that he hated himself for feeling that way, and she told him that the reason we ended up together is because I got to know her without someone asking me too" as Robin gasped Dustin started to piece together what exactly they were talking about.

"Robin you made Steve hang out with Beth?" Dustin whispered and they both turned back to look at him, uneasy looks on their face.

"It wasn't like that, I wanted Steve to get to know her and I figured if people saw Steve with her they'd give her a break. We planned nothing else, we swear" Robin told him and Dustin fell back into the seat with an annoyed chuckle.

"She has every right to be mad you guys, you used her. Your intentions may have been good but what if Steve didn't like her, he was pretending the whole time, and she found that out. That is so shitty of both of you. Of you doing it to her and Steve for going along" Dustin said as he began the shake his head, now angry with both of them too.

"I didn't think of it like that when we first planned it" Robin said, tears now rimming her eyes as well because she broke her best friends heart. That was all her.

"You shouldn’t of planned anything, you could've just brought her to movie night with no plan in place and hoped for the best" Dustin said now looking out the window and away from either of them. He had warned Steve not to hurt her and he loved his friends but he began to love Beth too. Now he was going to lose her because all of them were idiots.

"Let's just give her space, maybe when she gets back we can reach out again and apologize" Steve said putting the car into reverse as Robin quietly cried in the front seat. He was trying not to cry himself, driving through blurry vision because he had hurt beth whether he intended to or not and now Dustin was mad at him.

"If it's any consolation Dustin I did fall for her, whether it was intentional or not" he said as he drove in the direction of his house and Dustin just grunted in response because he knew Steve was telling the truth but that didn't change what had happened.

After all how do you convince the girl who thought she could never be loved that you really did fall for her?

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𝐆𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐨𝐜𝐨𝐥 : 𝙀𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙃𝙪𝙣𝙩 𝙭 𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

PART 9 PART 10 PART 11

-------- MASTERLIST

When you are sent on a mission to rescue Ethan Hunt from prison, the events that domino will force you to face the ghosts of your past and your guilt tied to Ethan.

This takes place throughout the events of ghost protocol. There will be a change in the story and the events of the mission impossible 2 and 3. Ethan and Julia never got married, a certain amount of information will be changed that will be revealed in the story. 

A part of you believed that in another life you would've fallen for Jane. 

You helped her slip into her dress, watching how it highlighted her body. Her lined eyes made her look sultry and mysterious; expressive and elegant as she slipped on her jewelry. Her gear and kevlar was secured under her dress, blending in easily and nicely. 

"Thanks..what about you?" Jane turned to look at you as you zipped her up. 

"ill handle it..I wanna make sure you guys are ready first.." you said quietly as you grabbed her heels. Jane stopped you, taking them from your hands. "I can do all this myself...so can the rest of the boys." she said softly. 

You didnt respond, watching her gaze soften as she watched you. "You're a part of this team...yknow that right?" her rhetorical question and reassurance falling flat to your ears. 

She's pitying you.

Maybe Ethan told her something about you. 

Maybe she finally noticed the shit way Ethan's been treating you throughout this mission. 

You stayed silent, giving her a small smile. You knew her intentions were good, but you didnt want to disrespect her by what you actually thought of that statement. You pulled away and left to the other room, grabbing your dress from the hanger. 

You were already in your kevlar undersuit, so it would've taken you less than a few minutes to dress up. You took off your shirt and pants and pulled on your thigh garters and holsters. While Jane's dress was a beautiful shade of blue with unique work you're sure Ethan acquired from a designer---considering how he managed to show up with an expensive jet, new gear and a BMW super car---it wouldn't have been a surprise. 

Your dress was black with gold accents, with detached sheer black lace sleeves and a necklace cut similar to janes to emphasize your assets. The gold accents followed the lines of your body, curving and highlighting your torso and hips. A small smile came to your face as you held it up as you put it on. The skirt was flowy and silky, a scandalous slit riding up for easy access to the sedative. 

You moved your hair to one shoulder and held the dress against your chest as one hand reached for the zipper behind. You took a breath and closed your eyes, your fingers barely missing the low zipper than went down to your lower back. 

The sudden sensation of cool fingers brushing over yours made you jolt. You turned to see Ethan in his suit standing behind you, his tie undone and blazer off. You looked at him in surprise before he gave you gentle look, a silent permission to assist. 

You bit your lip and nodded once, turning your head forward as you held the dress against your chest and kept your hair away from the zipper. You felt Ethan's gaze burning into your back as he slowly slid the zipper up. 

It closed snug against your body, pushing up your décolletage. Ethan moved his gaze with his knuckles as they moved from your zipper to your bare shoulders, the coldness of them making you shiver. "Thanks.." you muttered, going to grab a clip and pins to keep your hair up. 

Ethan took your wrist, pulling your hand away. You looked at him confusion, watching him running his fingers through your hair and settle it for you. "Looks better like this.." he muttered, your hair settling against your shoulders and back. 

You watched him, his hold on your wrist giving him access to your pulse point. Two fingers unconsciously moved over the point, he watched you carefully. 

Ethan could feel what his touch was doing to you, and you didnt care. 

Not anymore.

Nothing was ever gonna happen and in the long run if left unchecked your feelings will be nothing more than a distraction. 

Or worse.

Ethan's gaze moved to your lips again, a slight hitch in his breath before he swallowed. 

"lipstick." he muttered 

"what?"

"lipstick. you used to wear it." he recalled 

You pulled away, spell broken. "yeah. thanks for reminding me." you turned your back to him and went to your supply bag. 

Ethan closed his eyes briefly, the feeling of the beat of your pulse still phantom in hand. He didnt say anything, deciding to walk out. 

-----

Jane and brandt had entered the party together, giving them a head start on Brij Nath as Ethan and you drove up to the valet. 

You didnt miss the approving look you received from Ethan when you stepped out of the car, Hair down and styled with earrings and makeup to compliment your dress. His hand rested on the small of your back as he guided you through the party.  

People passed by you and smiled as you and Ethan moved through the party, pretending to mingle. Ethan leaned against a pillar as Brandt and Jane detached and walked off, "Comm check?" Ethan muttered. 

Brandt passed by you, "Saturn's got you five by five Jupiter." He told Ethan. 

"Neptune in position." Jane said as she moved to the buffet. 

"Venus copy." You muttered. 

"pluto too." Benji chimed. "why do I have to be pluto? its not even a planet anymore." 

"I think Uranus is still available." Brandt said

"Haha it's funny cause you said anus! real mature." Benji scoffed. 

You watched Jane as she circled the room to catch Brij Nath's attention. His eyes immediately latched onto her figure, watching her as she headed for the Bar. As you and Ethan watched, another man came up to Jane, chatting her up; as soon as he touched her, she took his hand and twisted it, slamming his head on the bar.

You swore and looked back as Brij Nath looked at her, reacting before looking away, resuming his conversation. "he thinks she's unavalaible." you told Ethan. 

Jane shooed the man away, irritated. "Venus..you try." she muttered, "im not in the mood for this shit." she ordered a bourbon. 

"copy." you took a deep breath, looking around for ideas.

After a minute, Ethan saw you ruffling your hair before pinching your cheeks bit. Before he could question, you grabbed one of the party sweets and move your thumb over the edible glitter, dabbing it on your lower lip before shoving the treat into Ethan's hand and walking off. 

A waiter came and provided Brij Nath a phone, to which his attention was turned to the object, giving you the perfect opportunity to strike. 

Ethan watched in confusion, "what are you doing y/n?" he muttered to himself.

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Car and Motorcycle Spells and Superstitions

Vroom Vroom, if you know or dont know hello! I am a motorcycle driver (2022 Venom x18R) and my loving husband is currently in school for automotive mechanics, loves tinkering on his car (2001 BMW-Z3), and overall we make a great team!

Today, both Mr. Iris and I wanted to share spells and superstitions we use to not only keep our things running but also protected

Motorcycles:

We believe in the use of a guardian bell, the superstition goes that there are ghosts and evil spirits that get into our bikes and ruin them, a guardian bell wards off from crashes, break downs, and other damage that is caused by these spirits. The bells trap them inside and the ringing drives them mad so they fall off and wander around aimlessly

Some chapters and churches (especially in the south) host a 'blessing of the bikes' ceremony before the first events of the year, its a non-denominational blessing where people of all sorts get together and bless their bikes for safety

Riding with your gear pegs down can be an invitation for spirits to hop on the back of your bike, if you are in a funeral motorcade its an invitation for the deceased to enjoy a last ride, but I dont reccomened keeping them up on your daily ride

In world war 2 messangers would ride green bikes which made them targets, and after the war there were so many of these green bikes that people would buy and then break down it became bad luck to ride a green bike

Never ride a dead mans bike, its said that their spirit will come down and knock you on your ass

Its bad luck to drop a helmet with the common saying “As goes your helmet, so goes your head.”, but its also a safety thing. Helmets shouldnt be dropped because of the compression and foam inside of them which lessens their ability to protect you in a crash

ALWAYS WEAR A HELMET.

Always stop to help fellow bikers, you dont know when you will need it

Iris's Motorcycle Ward:

First, bless your bike in as many ways as you want, then create a sigil of luck using the number wheel system, instead of drawing that sigil and place it on your bike take those numbers (i.e "protect this bike" becomes 12478) and either draw them in bike cleaner OR get decals to hide around

Cars:

You might notice how nascar drivers have their own good luck charm, whether its a photo of their partner, a lucky coin, or a blue sock, we can replicate supersitions of our favorite driver (congrats to Landon Cassill)

If a bird poops on your car its a sign that you may recieve good news or riches

Holding your breath under a tunnel or by a cemetery was started because people believe that restless spirits might come out and enter your body, or mess up your car.

Some people say to ward your car from future accidents, its best to scratch or dent it when you first get it because it keeps accidents away

do a ritual (kiss your mirror, slap your visor) when you pass a yellow light because it wards away cops

Pick up your feet when you pass over a bridge or railroad, its said that if you dont you wont find your future spouse because you "already crossed the threshold"

You may hear "a bmw is the most expensive car youll own" or "Id rather push a chevy then drive a ford" when you observe these phrases take note of your own car, and find good luck phrases to support your car

Avoid places with a lot of accidents, not only is it good luck, but there may be a lot of accidents for a reason like blind turns or strange speed limits

Mr. Iris's green light spell:

On all of our vehicles we put a spell on the cars computer (CAN and ECU's), we enchanted our car or bikes by holding the dash, then chanting or visualizing our energy connecting to the CAN, we ask that the computers energy predict green lights and take the energy of our car to prevent red lights. We have had a very good success rate! Other spells we love:

Another one we do is an 'anti-cop' spell, on a bike sometimes we get ahead of ourselves and feel like the speed limit is a suggestion, so to protect us we not only keep a sigil patch on the inside of our helmets and we also keep a blue fuse in our pockets as a ward from getting caught

When Mr. Iris has a race or car show he uses a significant date to help win (Go 917), plus he also creates a chant to "hype up the cars engine" there are ofc other superstitions like these so really pick what you like!

Thank you all! I hope you enjoy!

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3F, 9A and 1K, 2K, and 3K.

Sorry if that's too many 😭

It’s never too many, don’t worry! I do apologize though, since it will take longer for me to answer :’)

3F Louis is in the orchestra! What instruments does Louis play?

Same as his brothers, Louis can play many musical instruments initially. However, as he grows up he picks up violin as his main. Louis always has this serious face when he plays violin, he is also very keen to following the conductor’s flow. He rarely plays solo and opts to play in a big orchestra. Once Albert’s and William’s fans knew that Louis is part of their family, he gained more fans than he thought. He always puts a serious look every time, but sometimes, he looks a bit flustered when his fans are surrounding him after the concert ends.

9A Herder lives in modern times. What kind of vehicles does Herder ride?

When people see him in a glimpse, they would think that Herder rides a BMW R18 (this is not a rating guide). However, if they look closer, people will find that it is actually different. Herder’s vehicle cannot be bought anywhere else because he practically built it himself. Its seven gears can bring him up to 220 kph. At home, though, he has a Dodge Tomahawk. He brags that he designed that vehicle…

123K William, Albert, and Louis sign up for an RPG. They can be a rogue, a warrior, a mage, a trickster, an archer, and a priest/healer. What classes do they choose?

They sign up together at the same time so they actually discuss on what class to choose so they can team up later on. William decides to take the priest class first of all because he deems it necessary to have a healer in the group. While the others are fighting against the enemy, he can see from birds eye view and build strategies too. Albert and Louis do not have arguments, as usual.

William then offers if Louis wants to take the rogue or trickster class. Louis is shocked because he thought they would determine Albert’s class first. He gets back to his PC hurriedly and compares the stats. He initially wants to take up the rogue class because he doesn’t have any ideas about a trickster in an RPG… but the trickster’s stats are really good compared to the rogue class or other class, actually. Its LUCK is almost maximum. He knows that luck is needed in games after watching Moran lost many times in a row and whined “Damn if only I have more luck!” After choosing the trickster class for himself, they proceed to Albert.

Albert tells them that he wants to take the mage class at first, but William touches his arm and with a soft look on his face, he argues that they need Albert to pick a close range fighting class. That means Albert can pick either the warrior or the rogue class. “I’ll pick anything for us to win,” Albert replies gently before turning to his PC. He studies both classes quickly and decides on the warrior class in seconds. Louis wonders how Albert can choose so fast… as expected from Albert. Meanwhile in Albert’s head, he just thinks the warrior looks better than the rogue XD William smiles and invites his brothers to start the game.

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