#hiking comfort

[hikercarl]

How to Choose the Perfect Hiking Boots for Your Adventure

Looking for the perfect hiking boots? We'll guide you through choosing the ideal pair for your adventure, ensuring comfort and durability on any trail.

Choosing the right hiking boots is key for comfort, protection, and performance on any outdoor adventure. Whether you’re facing tough terrain, long distances, or heavy backpacks, the right shoes matter a lot. In this guide, we’ll cover the main things to think about when picking the best hiking boots for your next trip. Key Takeaways Understand the importance of proper hiking footwear for…

[hedgehog-moss]

Why is everyone in the world except me unable to figure out the optimal way to load a dishwasher, this is such a burden. I don’t want to be a dishtator but I can’t allow a variety of opinions when it just makes SENSE for wine glasses to be over here where the tray is deeper. You put a small leg-less glass there you’re going to run into problems later can’t you see that?? no long-term vision. No sense of greater strategy, but you can’t live in the moment while loading dishes. You know when fairytale princesses don’t want to marry and give would-be suitors impossible trials, well that would be a good one. I shall plight my troth to the first person who can load an entire dishwasher without doing anything preposterous

[lilituism]

Another one for @batfam-big-bang

This one is for @tintinnabulation-of-the-bells 's beautiful hurt/comfort story He Ain't Heavy.

[palustrine]

went on a walk up the hill today ~☆

[amielot]

Does Hob has chronic pain is this AU? Since he has an injury in his knee in canon I guess (or it is a hc?)

I think hob having a knee injury is a head canon?? I have only watched the Netflix series so don't quote me. Regardless, Hob w chronic pain is definitely a favorite of mine. I love reading it in fic.

my answer is: possibly LOL, I'm still writing this au 👍

If Hob does have a knee injury then I suspect he hung from his good leg in this comic. RIP

Perhaps Hob has a bad day or lands on his leg poorly and Dream is startled by the fact that he doesn't LIKE seeing his human in pain. And when did Hob become HIS human? It's great to imagine Dream trying to take care of Hob for once :3

Or maybe Hob's knee flares up with prolonged activity, (like me :D) and while walking/ jogging/running around the barn was manageable, the second they start traveling long distances Hob is gonna have a problem.

Maybe Dream will have to let Hob ride on his back :3

It could also be a great way to have the convo about human leg injuries and how they differ from centaurs.

if I ever decide to do a comic abt it, I'll most likely confer with someone more experienced than me XD

[leguin]

finally bought a pair of shoes (current shoe situation is dire; i have been wearing my house shoes to work for 2 months now) and having gotten home with them i'm like hm. should vans with lightning bolts on the side actually be my look at work now...

[idontplaytrack]

HEY GIRLIE MMWAAH 🥹🧚🏽‍♀️💗

Can I request a fluff Aj x fem reader where they decided to go on a hike and they were being playful so they raced to a certain point and reader falls down and gets injured then Aj takes care of reader🥹🥹🥹and attends to her wounds and Aj just prevents reader from getting up or doing anything around the house🥹🥹🥹🥹

Into the future

AJ Campos x fem! reader(married au)

Warnings: fluff, coarse language, falling/injury, slight mentions of blood, implied smut/tiny make-out at the very end

In which a usual morning hike takes a painful turn, leaving you unable to do much of anything at all afterwards. But only because AJ wouldn’t let you

“Hey.” AJ nudges you softly.

You cast your glance on her, “Yeah?”

“Should we go for a hike? It’s so early, maybe we could catch the sunset on the way.” She suggested.

“Good idea. Neither of us can sleep, so might as well get out of bed and get moving.” You laugh, pulling the blanket of yourself and stepping out of bed. AJ follows suit.

Living near the hills, it was a rather short drive to the trail. Once there, you and AJ started walking uphill, along with a small handful of other hikers who you both greeted politely along the way. But also for safety— so they recognised you if, knock on wood, anything were to happen.

You and AJ moved from New York to Los Angeles recently and were still in the midst of getting used to everything here. The neighbours, the neighbourhoods, the stores, the restaurants, the people. Just…overall trying to build a whole new life in this whole new city.

“I’m glad we moved here.” You said, walking beside her.

“Me too, baby.” AJ glances at you and smiles, “It’s quite nice, having the space. And ‘breathing room’ in general compared to y’know, New York. We lived away from the city but were close enough to be there often, so you know what I mean?”

“Totally.” You nodded, looking around. “I mean, expenses wise I’m not seeing too much of a difference but maybe that’s just a me problem.”

She chuckles, “We’ll work it out. But so far, we’re pretty comfortable.”

“I know we are. And it’s still so crazy to think about— like what do you mean I am an actress now?”

“Hey, if it helps pay the bills and is something you like doing? That’s amazing.” AJ grabs your arm and linked hers with yours, leaning onto your shoulder briefly.

“Barely.” You laugh, “I’m unemployed. Again.”

“Hey. I’m working too, you know?” She jokes, “We’ll be fine.”

“I know, I know.” You sigh softly, stopping in your tracks to turn and look at the scenery— the city beneath your feet. “It’s just sometimes…I worry, maybe a little too much.”

“Well, and I’ll be right here no matter what.” She swings your hands slightly, “We’re doing just fine, I promise you.” Pressing a kiss to the back of your hand, she brushes her thumb over your knuckles.

You give her hand a squeeze in response.

“You want some water?” She asks. “No, I’m good. Not yet.” You say. “Okay.” AJ replies then took the water bottle out from the backpack to take a sip.

After that, the hike resumes— walking and stopping every so often to take in the peacefulness and the sounds of the city waking up, and the gentle breeze in your hair. Somehow or other, you ended up a little ways ahead of AJ since right now, she’s decided to stop a little bit more to take some photos. With the knowledge that AJ was just several feet behind you, you continued walking ahead. But what you didn’t know what that there’d be joggers and runners— not at 5a.m. Well, it wasn’t always like this back home, at least. Some guy accidentally bumped into you. He apologised, and went on his way. You steadied yourself and then walked barely a couple of feet before someone else brushed past you, making you trip over the uneven ground and you fell. Awkwardly. Breaking the momentum of those joggers and runners.

Hearing the commotion, AJ rushed over but you’d already did a face plant. The second guy helps you up, apologising profusely, “I’m so sorry. I should’ve been more alert of my surroundings.”

“It was an accident—” You said while trying to put weight on both feet again but your right ankle hurt like a bitch. AJ caught you before you fell on your ass.

“Sit down, let me take a look at that.” He says. AJ looked at him a little confused. “I’m a nurse.” He answered.

“Oh.” AJ nodded and helped you sit down on an elevated surface nearby.

Embarrassed, you avoided eye contact with either of them.

“Are you able to move your foot?” He asks and you tried. “A little bit.”

“Well…your ankle isn’t directed in a weird angle— you’re not feeling numbness or tingling?”

“No.”

“Then, I’m certain it’s a sprain.” He assured, “Keep your movements within the pain-free zone. Watch it for the next few days, if anything seems worrisome, go get it checked out.”

“Okay, thanks.” You heaved a sigh of relief. AJ squeezed your shoulders, “Thanks…uh, what’s your name?”

“Isaiah.” He introduced himself, shaking your hand and AJ’s.

“Isaiah. Thanks, for checking her over.” AJ smiled softly.

“No problem, I’m really sorry about this.”

“Don’t worry about it. I’m just clumsy.” You laughed a little, “We’ll be going. You have a good rest of your day.”

“You guys, too. See you.”

You pushed yourself off the little ledge you were sat on and AJ stops you, as though horrified that you’d injure yourself again. “I’m fine.”

“Not really. I’m gonna give you a piggyback ride. Get on.” She stated.

You squint at her, sulking. “AJ…”

“It’s just till we get to the car, baby.” She cracks a smile, “C’mon, we have to go downhill. I’m not taking that risk now of you possibly falling again and getting a broken bone before the sun even fully rises. You already skinned your knee pretty bad, too.”

“Alright, alright.” You gave in. She picks you up onto her back easily and walked back down to her car, talking to you the whole way knowing that it would distract you from the pain.

Once she got to her car, you grabbed her keys from her pocket and unlocked the car doors. She pulls it open singlehandedly and helped you onto the seat smoothly. “Okay, all good?” She watched you while you buckled your seatbelt.

“Yup.” You gave her a nod. She shuts the door and got in the driver’s seat.

You dozed off for a bit, the fatigue of staying up all night finally getting to you. AJ parks in the garage, silently debating whether or not to wake you. She doesn’t, but carries you into the house and just let you sleep. You did however, nearly wake up when she was walking up the stairs. “It’s alright, honey. Just sleep- you’re tired.” She whispers, “I’m gonna get you in bed and clean up your knee for you, alright?”

You mumbled, arms hooking around her neck as she continued making her way up the stairs. She tries to put you down on the mattress but you refused to let her go. “Baby…” She laughs lightly, “C’mon, I’ll give you cuddles after I’m done.”

You let go. Biting back a smile, AJ went to get the first aid kit to clean the wound on your kneecap. She was glad you fell asleep because then you probably wouldn’t feel as much pain then if you were wide awake. AJ’d helped you wash off most of the bits of dirt and gravel on the wound at the trail. But it still had to be properly disinfected and dressed.

“Ow!” The second the gauze hit your broken skin, and soaked up some of the blood, you seethed, teeth gritted while your eyes screwed shut. Well, you still felt it after all. “Sorry.” She mutters, working as quickly as she could. You flinched a little while she cleaned it up, but nothing too bad. “Okay, I’m done. I’m gonna wrap a bandage around your ankle now then go grab an ice pack for it.”

You didn’t want her to touch your leg anymore because it’ll hurt, but she definitely wanted to get it done. So you just laid there and took it, hoping that by not looking at it, things will be more tolerable. Was that the case? Not exactly.

Since you’d been up for nearly a full day at this point, you were easily drifting in and out of sleep. But only because of whatever AJ was doing with your ankle. You could not actually fall asleep until it stopped getting moved around and the pain stops. Whining pitifully as she wraps the bandage around your ankle, she looks at you for a bit, heart aching seeing you in pain. You both knew you were accident prone, which was why she was the athlete and you were the writer(now an actress, but her point still stands). But when accidents do happen, she hates seeing you all uncomfortable and in pain. “Okay, baby. All done, I’m sorry. Go to sleep.” She leaned forward to press a kiss to your forehead before leaving. Your ankle was elevated on a pillow with an ice pack on it to help with the swelling. Once AJ got rid of the trash she returns to the room to stay with you, knowing that you’d like her company. Also, she wanted to get some sleep before she got up again to make breakfast and get started with the day.

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You woke up right when AJ did, only she was already out of bed and all freshened up. “I don’t want you putting weight on your affected foot all the time. Try not to walk around too much.”

“Well, I wanna move around once in awhile, y’know?” You glanced at her, carefully moving your legs off the bed, “It’s not good to just sit for hours and hours. I’ll just end up with more problems.”

“I’ll get you the old crutches from the basement.” She answered.

“Alright.” You agreed, “What’s for breakfast?”

“Waffles?”

Smiling, you nodded your head in agreement. “Yum.”

“Do you want coffee or tea?” She asks, now fully focused on you after she was done doing her hair.

You chuckled, “You.”

She snorted, “Cute. But absolutely not.”

“Aw.” You sulked.

“You just have to try not to put weight on your ankle for 48 hours then once the swelling and pain starts to get better, you can walk a little bit as per usual. Without the crutches then.”

“Okay.” You answered, pouting.

“You’ll be okay, cutie.” She flashes you a sweet smile then bent down to press a kiss to your cheek.

A tiny smile tugs at the corners of your lips.

“I’ll be right back.” She says, disappearing to go retrieve the crutches.

She was right and you knew it, going down two flights of stairs? You definitely needed the crutches to help you unless you wanted to feel the damn pain in your ankle every time you took a step. You were lucky it wasn’t broken or worse, fractured.

After using the bathroom, you made your way downstairs— at last. "I'll handle breakfast. You just focus on relaxing."

"I know, I know." You said back, making your way over to the couch. Plopping down onto it, you grabbed the remote and surfed the channels to see what was on. "Nothing?" "Nothing good." You guffawed, tossing the remote aside, you were then staring into space. After awhile, you said, "I'm just gonna watch you cook."

"If that makes you happy, please do." She giggles, looking over her shoulder. So...that's what you did. You watched your wife make breakfast: waffles, fruit and tea. Then, she was right by your side again to enjoy the meal with you. She was always really efficient in the kitchen— it truly never took her over thirty minutes to prepare anything unless absolutely necessary. "Thank you~" You smiled, mouth stuffed with the waffles. "Not a problem, my love." AJ mirrors your smile, "How's the pain?"

"Eh, it's better."

"Would you want Tylenol? Otherwise we have the gel thing."

"Maybe a little later."

"Okay." AJ nodded, grabbing her mug, "Oh, right. Do you want milk with your tea? I didn't put any for you because you usually don't take it that way." "No, I'm good."

AJ turns the TV back on after a couple minutes and settled on a random channel airing old movies. The one currently on was a comedy, which was great because you sure as hell needed some laughter. Soon enough, it becomes background noise when you started a conversation. "Hey, babe?"

She hums, putting down her fork, "Hm?"

"Have you...ever thought about where we'd be like say, five years into the future?"

"Huh." AJ swallows her last mouthful of food and says, "Yeah, actually. Sometimes. And when I think about it, I see...us, with a pet— a dog, or maybe a cat. And we'd be a family of three. Just maybe, it's not a must for us to get a cat or a dog, or have a kid, but...yeah."

You pondered over her words, mind going back to high school— junior year. When you and AJ first started dating. It was absolutely crazy to see how much your lives seemed to have changed, yet some things still stayed the same. Like your dear friends from high school? You guys are all still friends. Did you all still live in the same town? Nope. Jobs? Most of them are different. Goals? They've changed. The future made you nervous sometimes…

"Yeah." You snapped out of your thoughts, "I think we're on the same page about that. A hundred percent."

But you had AJ, with you through it all. AJ's face lit up with a smile again, and it just made you feel so happy. Her smile was contagious, as was her laugh. She never fails you brighten up your days and made you feel like you were the only girl in the world. So safe, so loved, so wanted.

Leaning over, she presses a kiss to your lips. You licked your lips, chuckling, "I can taste the syrup."

She smirks, "You're lucky I'm not kissing you all over the face." Getting up, she collects your plate and hers then washed them in the kitchen. Once again, you found yourself just watching, no— admiring her.

"AJ?"

"Yeah?" She asks, not bothering to look back.

"I know you said no earlier, but can we find a way? What if I dunno, I just sit?"

She laughs, turning the tap off, "Baby, you're in quite a bit of pain right now. Are you sure?"

"Yeah, I'm sure." You answered straightforwardly.

"Then, okay. If you're down, I'm down." She agreed easier than you thought she would. "Just give me a minute. Almost done, baby."

"Mhm. Oh, and could we have pasta for dinner tonight?"

"Dinner?" She glances at you, "I mean, sure."

"Sorry, I'm just...craving it. I don't know why."

"I think I do." AJ teases.

"Well, then." You sulked jokingly.

"I'm kidding, I'm kidding." She says to you while drying off her hands then walking back to you. With a playful glint in her eyes. You knew exactly what that look meant. She wanted you just as bad as you wanted her. Grinning as she leaned in, she cups your cheek while very carefully straddling you. "Hi, cutie." She broke away from the kiss to look at you.

"Hi." You smiled, "Just kiss me already." "Horny." She teased before reconnecting your lips.

You rolled your eyes while leaning back in, "Got a problem?"

"Mm-mm, no."

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[camojacketfag]

bought some new boots

[friendlyforestbeast]

Night terrors

Yikes belongs to @hellscribbles

After a decade of always being on the move, always holding onto anger and hatred, when Husk finally finds peace the nightmares start to creep in

[natjennie]

what is it about the human musculoskeletal system that makes laying in the leg of bicuriousity pose so comfortable

[fishyfishyfishtimes]

I drew Ahti II and his never before seen, very best friend Karleeen (three e's is intentional) for Halloween! They're dressed as Aziraphale and Crowley from Good Omens :) Someone likened Ahti II to Azi once and given that he already had a dark-haired "best friend" who is part edgy animal... it was only natural to have this costume arrangement. Please don't spoil anything about the show though, I am only in the first few episodes of season 1!!

On another note, imagine having to buy pants with eight pant legs.

[lilowoof]

ngl gamers, I think I'm gonna inevitably lose to the hormones and depression in the near future XD

Can't bring myself to be active cause I'm using a lot of energy to not vent post all the time. But fuck it, into the tags I go!

[marzipanandminutiae]

have you seen that annoying try guys video about corsets. why’re they tightlacing like it’s average wear?

Yeah, and it's just a lot of nonsense. Like all of those videos.

Why do they tightlace? Because that's what people want to see. Not everyone; a lot of people are genuinely interested in learning. But unfortunately, a loud minority wants to believe the easiest, least complicated, most sensational version of the past. And that loud minority votes with engagement. You CAN get clicks for saying the corsets were basically the bras of their day, and women's relationship with them was similarly complicated and individual, but they were not unilateral torture devices- look at the success of costube in recent years -but that takes effort. Why bother, when you can just play to the lowest denominator of historical clothing knowledge?

(On some level, I do understand where the impulse comes from- the eras where pairs of bodies/stays/corsets were commonplace were also times of intense systemic misogyny, so "women were forced into torturous undergarments" seems par for the course. And the pressure on women to look and dress a certain way is obviously wrapped up in misogyny, then and now, even though women were not suffocating themselves into 15" waists like pop history insists. It's a myth that makes sense given its context; that's how it's survived.)

(That and the fact that the women who wrote the most about corsets were the ones who hated them. Likely a minority compared to the vast numbers of women then alive in corset-intensive cultures, but their strong feelings compelled them to speak out in ways that the probable majority never did. Who sits down and writes "Dear diary, another uneventful day wearing an ultra-commonplace support garment that I'm fairly neutral about?")

(But if you absolutely loathe wearing something- due to sensory issues, perceived hassle of dressing, feeling like your needs aren't met or are impeded by the garment, etc. -and social pressure says You Must...yeah, you're going to have some Thoughts on that subject.)

[babygirlgiles]

Appalachia has bested me so I gave up on backpacking and booked a last minute room at a government run resort and had dinner at the resort bar (which I will reiterate, is run by the state of Kentucky) and ended up doing shots of bourbon with two middle aged women from a nearby holler who work at the local prison. All of this while in my pajamas.

[lexieintheforest]

🌿relaxing day🌿

[binch-i-might-be]

I should go on a week-long hike in scotland