#bed room ideas

[captvreme]

#captvreme #aesthetic #beige aesthetic #photography #beige #indie #photo #light indie #bed #bed aesthetic #bedroom #bedroom aesthetic #bedroom ideas #bed room #bed room aesthetic #bed room ideas #cozy

[lycheelovescomics]

Uncanny X-Men #288

#ororo munroe #I just liked this panel haha #(it's bishop coming into her room!!) #i have no idea why she's in a swimsuit in bed #just ororo things

[departmentofinteriors]

#rustic living #rustic design #rustic home #bohemian living #bohemian interior #sitting area #living room #area rug #tufted bed #interior design #interior ideas #interiors

[anna-scribbles]

midnights listen party !!

#i really was gonna go to sleep 45 minutes ago but i was feeling TOO silly #and the idea of this just cracked me up by myself in my room #something about the concept of adrien agreste hearing the lyrics ‘it’s me hi i’m the problem it’s me’ KILLS me skndkfnf #because he would take it SO to heart. i know he would #they would both take this album so personally #ok i’m going to bed now for real #ml #miraculous ladybug #ladynoir #chat noir #ladybug #taylor swift #midnights #antihero #you’re on your own kid #my art

[corrodedcoughin]

Mr Clarke coming back in s5 to help and ends up spending his time with one Mr Wayne Munson in an effort to find Eddie because if there’s no body Wayne isn’t giving up.

Hard cut to Eddie being carried back through a portal by Steve and seeing Mr Clarke together, and he whispers to Steve ‘I think Mr Clarke fucked my uncle’ and passes out

#mr Clarke and Wayne munson power couple WHEN?!? #they’d be such monster hunter conspiracy theorists in a quiet way #a room full of radios for tracking everything #but then a casserole in the oven and a box of cookies at the ready for guests #becuase if they have ONE THING it’s hospitality #Eddie actually loves it becuase wayne smiles and tries to hide it but can’t help himself #mr Clarke is always coming up with ideas and listens to Eddie and his friends like no other adult in authority ever has #EDDIES GOT DADS MY FRIENDS #Steve gets adopted in and it’s chaos but in a way that families are #he goes to bed every night thinking he’s finally made it #GIRL HELP THE OLD MEN GOT ME #stranger things #eddie munson #steddie #steve harrington #wayne munson #mr clarke

[gentil-minou]

student council au where wei wuxian ran "as a joke" but won president with lan wangji as his vice president and their shenanigans as wwx uses a sizeable amount of their budget for carnivals and student events and lwj just...lets him

his uncle, the principal, asks him what on earth are you doing and lwj just takes out a research paper that shows the benefits of fun and relaxing activities on student mental health while wwx is shooting a t-shirt canon at the crowd behind them

there's a sofa in the student lounge that wwx uses to take naps and everytime he does his shirt rides up revealing a sliver of skin and lwj has one hand in a tight horny grip as he calculates how much of their budget they can devote to a bunny petting zoo even though the insurance will be a nightmare but wwx really wants one so he will get one.

(at the petting zoo, wwx tells him the bunny petting zoo was a birthday gift for him)

(lwj kisses his big stupid perfect little face)

#i think i'll probably repurpose this into a student activities council au which is extremely niche and personal for me specifically #but oh man i have so many ideas and 90% of them are gonna be from my own college experience #get ready for falling in love while stapling flyers to dorm hallways during office hours #bed sharing because your advisor booked the wrong hotel room at a convention leading to activities that are never spoke about again #planning for weeks on a single event that flops but then the weekly low budget game night is a sucess cause you got jalapeno poppers #all of this has happened to me personally this au is just my college experiences and love sdkjfhdskjghsj #mdzs #mdzs au #mo dao zu shi #wangxian #the untamed #wei wuxian #lan wangji #bushy writing #mdzs fanfiction

[s0fter-sin]

it’s the sound that tips him off.

it’s late, half-past hell by his last count, and mactavish knows there shouldn’t be a single soul in the showers this time of night. though he’s sure if he asked, he’d be told a soul isn’t in there.

just a ghost.

he almost chokes on the thick steam filling the locker room; humid and hazy and the perfect cover. or it would be, if the man collapsed in the far stall cared about hiding.

mactavish hates himself a little for the low sigh that falls from his lips. he wishes he wasn't so disappointed; that the promises he's heard over and over and watched be broken as many times hadn't wedged their way into his heart and convinced him that maybe, maybe this could be the time it sticks.

he doesn't know what's worse; the disappointment or the lack of surprise.

he holds his breath through the steam and leans over the limp body; stinging hot water hitting his back, instantly soaking through his clothes and already starting to burn. he flicks the tap enough to take the bulk of the heat out and straightens; a groan startling out of the man beneath him at the sudden lash of tepid water.

mactavish crouches, knees clicking and hooks a hand under his bicep to pull him up straight against the wall. if there was any vomit on his skin, it's been washed away by the pelting stream and he supposes he can count himself lucky for that. he tilts his limp head back and slips his fingers into his mouth; holding down his tongue and ignores the way it lazily jolts under his fingers to check his airway.

clear.

another small victory.

mactavish pulls his fingers out and cups his chin, keeping him tilted up and moves in the way of the water again so he can pull at his eyelid.

the eye he's met with is cloudy, so dilated there's hardly a ring of blue left.

he sighs again; hand falling away and letting his eye fall shut. "god damnit, riley."

riley moans, all his weight resting on the hand holding his jaw.

"aye, 'm talking ‘bout you," he grunts tiredly.

he lets riley's head fall forward to grab his arm, pulling him away from the wall to sit behind him; propping his body up against his chest. he leans his head back over his shoulder, keeping his face out of the water and his airway open just in case he hasn't actually finished throwing up.

he takes the rag riley'd half-managed to soap up and mechanically runs it over him; cataloguing new bruises and cuts and checking if the old ones are healing. sickly yellow fingerprints ring his hips, red splotches paint his ribs; too new to have settled into the deep purple he knows they’ll become.

riley slowly makes more noise as he rubs life into his body; still lying limp against his front but his head's starting to roll restlessly on his shoulder. he swipes between his legs and carefully doesn't think a single thing about what he finds.

"sean?" he rasps and mactavish's hand stills; eyes falling shut. he bites his check, hand clenching around the rag tight enough to shake and breathes hard out his nose.

he doesn't say a word, just forces himself to go back to cleaning.

he's not sure what would come out of his mouth if he did.

riley isn't conscious enough to hear him anyway.

he runs his fingers over his inner elbows for tracks and manages to muster some relief when he doesn't find any. seems to be a pill and booze night; far from the worst condition he's found him in.

he rinses him off, running a curtesy hand over his shaved head only for it to fall back to his jaw; his thumb stroking over the thick scar carved into his cheek.

"you gotta stop doin' this," he whispers.

he isn’t sure if he’s talking to riley or himself.

mactavish gathers up riley's too-light body into his arms and turns off the shower. his head lolls into his throat and he throws a towel over his dripping body and another over his shoulder. it doesn't stop him from tracking water all the way to his quarters but he'd like to see someone try to put in a complaint about it.

he lays out the other towel on the bed and sets riley down; moving his body into the recovery position in an all-too familiar routine. he dries him enough that he won't soak the covers as he pulls them up to his chest and kicks the waste bin within grabbing distance of the bed.

he goes to pull off his sodden clothes when a different noise makes him freeze.

a low sniffle.

mactavish slowly turns back to the bed to find riley's eyes squinting open; glazed with tears as he kneads at the covers.

he stares at him for a moment as he looks around the room and those hazy eyes lock on him for the first time. "cap'n?"

he swallows. "aye; s'just me, riley."

his hand pokes out from under the covers and for all the promises he's made himself - all the “never again”s and “this is the last time”s - at the end of the day, he's weak.

he sits on the side of the bed and takes riley's hand in his; already so cold after nearly boiling himself alive.

"y' mad a' me?" he sniffs.

mactavish runs his tongue over his lip and slowly shakes his head. "no, i'm not mad at you."

"prom'se?" he pushes.

he reaches out and caresses his temple with his thumb. his hand almost covers his head and it cuts like a knife to remember just how small riley is. "aye," he says, hushed. "i promise."

riley's eyes fall shut, voicelessly murmuring 'promise’ to himself over and over.

"I’ll ge’ bett'r," he slurs and between one breath and the next, he's out.

mactavish sighs, running his hand in a final pass over his head and stares at a face that looks so much younger in sleep; bruised and sallow skin hidden in the shadows. "i know you will."

he presses a slow kiss to his forehead, shutting his eyes against the grief that wells in his heart and gets up to pull a chair over to the bed; settling in for another long night's vigil of watching his broken lieutenant sleep, ready to tilt him over if he throws up, eyes locked on the slow rise and fall of his chest fearing tonight may finally be the time it stops.

#drug use #tw drugs #guess whos back on her 09 shit #its me bb!!! #anyway 09 ghost who’s just completely messy #if he’s not on an op then he’s at clubs drinking & taking anything he can get his hands on #mactavish knows what he gets up to and hates it #hates watching him destroy himself stumbling back to base with no memory of what - or who - he’s done #hates seeing him prod at bruises knowing he has no idea where they came from #mactavish is more pissed that whoever riley was with just left him like that and that riley is totally fine with it happening #more than once he's found him almost od'ing half passed out in his room or the showers #and every time riley will slur out apologies and promises mactavish knows better to believe #riley knows how much it hurts mactavish to see him like this but its just so painful to live in his head #he can’t help but try and get out of it the only way he knows how #this is pre relationship btw just to make it all hurt a little more #ghost never remembers how he ends up back in his own bed after a bender #the whole point of them is to forget #he’ll end up missing days at a time and never question what happened to him in the meantime #if he thinks hard enough sometimes he can pick up flashes of a familiar voice rasping in his ear and big hands moving his body #but it’s hard for him to believe they’re anymore than drug induced hallucinations of what he really wants #coming out of my cage and ive been doing just fine.txt #talk to me ghost #we’re a team. ghost team #09 soapghost #09 ghoap #soapghost #john soap mactavish #soap cod #simon ghost riley #ghost cod

[oatbugs]

procrastination is starting to have its consequences finally

#on my friends living room floor they love together but one of them has been london for weeks or maybe months #to be with her love. im on a foam mattress from one of their beds next to a glass bottle of water opened by one of them #in a mug given to me by another. the weather felt like my childhood today and it also felt like 2 years ago. #(put space in the heavens Einstein's idea and hes your friend too so nothing to fear) around the table they drank and laughed and i thought #i hope you keep growing so full with the love you receive . i hope your appetite becomes insatiable from how used to it you are #and i know youre all leaving soon but i hope one day you miss this and that youll be happy you miss it #its worth missing i think #i thought he didnt care but he said after exams hes going walk around this area over and over #(this is near where he lived and where we visited almost daily for a year) #(hed come across the bridge on a lake) #we went where she used to live and at the entrance a fox sat calmly. it just yawned and stared. #it felt important somehow. i think maybe their impressions of me will never be close to how i feel inside but i think #i love them enough for that not to matter. i dont think theyll ever know this. i dont think if they did it would change much. #and seeing them smile makes my heart glow anyway. today i tried their malaysian tea the ginger burned my throat #they warmed my heart. hes going to canada soon and hes going to the US soon and shes going everywhere soon ill never understand #how were supposed to live with memories and with seperation and with the past but we do it anyway so i think it doesnt matter much #i wanted to write a poem for the lab rats with the fibre optic wires lit with blue forcing them to turn around and around #something about how im sorry that the two photon arrays burned the inside of your brain. im sorry about the sharp points of multielectrode #arrayes. im sorry about everything we do to you. she asked to see me tomorrow. im trying to have self control but i miss her so awfully #last night my friend talked to me and i updated on everything that happened with love and the lack of it and she just started laughing #and she told me about the same thing from her side. and she told me about how she loved london because she would walk the streets #and she felt like the people were her. and her eyes would go over the people and the bag of bagels and the construction men they probably #have a kid at home maybe shes a daughter. this kid is crying for her mother and the building you just walked past caused #blisters and pain and people died in it and very likely people were born in it. we talked for hours and i felt like #i was holding her hand just like that time she held mine watching a horror film. i love her so much #my friend is a genius and i remember her picking up the charms of my phone and staring at the leaf hanging from them. shes side stepping to #music drinking dangerous cider and cocktails from a movie and chit chatting with billionaires and undergrads #i love her dearly. his head covered in electrodes. she tells me about a syrian guy shes in love with and she says #what you feel and what i feel is like cocaine. ive tried a lot of fucking cocaine. #she says ive reminded her of what living actually feels like and to never put energy into someone who doesnt see me this way.

[wisteria-whump]

whumper forcing whumpee awake by putting them in dangerous situations so their only choices are wake up or be irreparably injured

#slightly inspired by the fact that i got up earlier than i normally do this morning #but it was only cause i dreamt that i got my room assignment for next year and i didnt get the dorm i wanted #so i bolted up out of bed thinking the dream was real and checked on it #i did not get my room assignment #im not supposed to get it until like a month from now #but at least i got out of bed on time #whump #whump prompt #whump prompts #whump writing #whump idea #whump blog #whump scenario #tw whump #whump tw

[ericadrawsstuff]

A WIP that I very much hope to finish inking by the end of today (gotta fix some things on Fang). Pete is holding a mirror to supplement the lighting and Fang will be holding a branch with flowers on it to make Izzy feel pretty.

I saw someone respond to my first photo of just Lucius saying he looks like the meme of the girl who’s smiling at the camera with the house burning down in the background and that was 100% on purpose as is the placement of his quill. I’m actually really proud of the composition in general.

I’ve been low key obsessed with photos that accidentally look like renaissance paintings lately and it’s been showing in some of my work. 😆

#ofmd #our flag means death #ofmd fanart #izzy hands #lucius spriggs #black pete #fang #art wip #Izzy wants to feel pretty #he just doesn’t want to admit it #after the room clears out he and Lucius have a little bit of daddy role play time #he calls Lucius Daddy #doing it on Stede’s bed was Izzy’s idea

[captvreme]

#breakfast #breakfast idea #coffee #coffee aesthetic #aesthetic #breakfast aesthetic #cup #bed #bedroom #room #cozy #captvreme #mirror #book #books #gold #gold aesthetic #beige #beige aesthetic

[brown-little-robin]

what is UP everyone I just finished my very first one-shot fic EVER!!

#is my homework done NO #did I go to the studio today NO #but yesterday I got to bed 45 minutes earlier than I have been (oh glorious Sleep highly recommend) and today I was POSSESSED #with the spirit of Shigeo Kageyama's mother #I kid you not: I came up with this fanfic idea at 12:15 last night right as I drifted off to sleep #and I got up ate breakfast and banged this whole fanfic out in 4 hours. what HAPPENED to me man #me???? FINISHING a fic??? in ONE GO???? #MORE LIKELY THAN YOU THINK (APPARENTLY) #my homework will be fine btw #I am using the remaining time in my day (since I'm not going to the studio... sigh... I do feel bad about that actually) #to Clean My Room and get up to speed on my russian fairy tales class #nothing is due tonight anyway and having a clean room will put me in a better headspace to do more schoolwork next week! #MP100 happened to me...... Category 7 MP100 Moment

[artistsfuneral]

No matter the excuse, it didn't change anything. Lambert, a witcher of 58 years, would forever be terrified of the monster under his bed.

🙁 Thanks brain.

#was just bombarded with this idea of lambchop being so traumatized he always has to check for monsters in his room aka under his bed #and a bunch of weird habits that connect to that which if you think about them are just incredibly sad #and then I thought about Aiden holding his hand when hes scared and checking for monsters if Lambert is frozen in place #and at KM maybe Eskel does it too #and the ideas just kept coming even tho I wanted to sleep #rambles #the witcher #lambert #witcher lambert #artistsfuneral about the witcher

[spiritsglade]

@otomerson​ hi quick apologies bc. 1. i can’t draw people 2. this is extremely rushed because i read endless dreaming on a thursday night in one sitting adn missed my alarm and was nearly late to class and i’m still not over that so. i had the vision of sunny waking up to all his friends collapsed over the floor and i needed to share.

endless dreaming is a post good end omori fanfic that i cannot recommend enough i’ve known it for less than 48 hours it has made me feel emotions i canont comprehend

#omori #i have no idea how to tag this sorry #read endless dreaming it's making me insane #unless you haven't played omori in which case please pplay it i need people to experience this video game #revek's art #i don't think sunny has his eyepatch in this one but ah well #i know the other bed is like really far away in the canon layout of the room but maybe they shoved it over here idk. i'm trying my best #i know i am rambling so much please forgive me #endless dreaming #i also realize kel and basil have ponytails whoops

[the-knife-consumer]

Grah as someone who does sort of like zelink its just??? Disappointing? Disheartening? That people are SO hellbent on them being an explicitly romantic couple and getting mad at others for being like "oh i just see them as friends :)" and coming onto people's posts where they are portrayed as friends or just close with no romance and being like "uuuum actually theyre MARRIED theyre in a RELATIONSHIP! BC OBVIOUSLY you can NEVER share a house with someone without being married! Zelink canon 😏 cope seethe🔥" like do you understand how painfully annoying that is

#yaddayadda as someone who is usually averse to romance but has VERY close friends and plans to room with #a friend to not be painfully lonely and have platonic companionship its just. ugh. #'oh they lived in the same house and probably shared a bed! so romance obviously!' ... implying that in order #to be allowed that comfort you HAVE to be romantically involved with that person. no other way for that to happen. #ugh its just. like do not get me wrong i do like zelink but it is a bit 🤨🤨🤨🤨🤨🤨 why.. why are you people being so #weird. i dont know to exactly put it into words but cmon man. that thing where people #try and treat friendship qpr and romance as entirely seperate things that can NEVER overlap its just. UUUGGH #and where they like. say that friends can only behave like this and they cant do this bc if they do then theyre a couple. #uuuugghhh SHUT UP AND EXPLODE RIGHT NOW #just the idea that friendship is inherently lesser than romance in some way is SO gross yucky bad uuugghh

[altschmerzes]

…im having like. THEE most galaxy brained grey’s anatomy fic concept spring forth fully formed in my mind and it probably would sound inside to anyone else but im just. IMMEDIATELY enamoured by it.

#gav gab #something something meredith and cristina qpr that ends up including sex for Reasons #this starts while meredith and derek are broken up at some point #and when they want to get back together meredith is like. Okay. I’ll be real with you here’s what’s up #if you can’t be cool with that this isn’t gonna work sorry #and so pov you are derek shepherd this is all EXTRAORDINARILY strange to you but like #since when has anything in this house ever been normal #so there you are #back with your girlfriend. and your. girlfriend’s girlfriend? #(he refers to cristina this way exactly Once before she’s like ew no) #(I’ve decided never to be anyone’s girlfriend again) (aromantic) #and he’s like so. what do i- #meredith and cristina exchange a look #person. meredith says. she’s my person. #okay says derek. i can work with that. #and that is how this ends up #i dont want to write about the meredith/derek of it all lmfao #but i AM deeply enthralled by the idea of writing about the like #derek and cristina of it all #this sort of. half romantic half qpr polycule. cristina has her own room but sleeps in their bed a lot. it’s whatever. #I WANNA. WRITE THIS NOW. FUCK.