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quarlesfurniture · 1 year
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The Jasper County Home Collection reflects that delightful sense of something familiar.
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mamarbleinlay · 8 days
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urbanwood02 · 10 months
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starenterprises · 1 year
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Antique Carved Double Bed Antique gold finish by Star Enterprises Furniture Contact Us now +919897067223 #doublebed #bed #kingbed #beds #starenterprisesfurniture https://www.instagram.com/p/CnJY4EtyIp_/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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lohar-pk · 2 years
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furniture-mart · 2 years
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tarttsbookworm · 1 year
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my latest morning routine was wake up checking the scoreboard and watching the rest of the first game while having breakfast, now what am i supposed to do ugh
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hals-hell · 7 months
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rebd.. kingb....
help this file wanted to kill my computer but it was so worth it
Gemcyt life series AU / original designs by @chrisrin
Red King design by @cherrifire
still image under the cut (better quality because not a gif oof)
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diannamoran16 · 2 years
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Buy Bed Online at Durian. We offer King Beds & Queen Bed with & without storage variation! Timeless and trendy, with a quality build! Shop now!
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hrsports · 2 years
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HR Sports offers a bed ensemble base specifically designed for people of all sizes. It combines premium materials to give sleepers both restful pressure relief and exceptional support
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simshaderoom Guess Dizzy was serious about getting his simoleons from Bailey Kay. Sources tell us that he officially filed a lawsuit against the Queen for skipping out on their Ciroc deal. He also included BK’s label since they refused to promote their songs together. No word yet on the amount Dizzy is asking for. Must be big since everyone in The Blueprint section of the Entertainment Honors Afterparty looked over it! Dizzy was not in the building (yet again) but still managed to ruin the night. Looks like this feud is not ending anytime soon. Who y'all riding with?
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dizzydes At least the ONE pic you used of me was good smh. This is just business. I gave them plenty of chances to squash our little beef, but they chose not to. I promise I don’t mean any harm. I just know a caged bird when I see one. It’s clear that beautiful butterfly wants to be free and I can be the one to help her.
skyeisthelimit Gross. Give it up Dezzperate! BK doesn’t need your help. She needs you to leave her alone. Damn! 😒 #Vybez #BFlyHive 🦋
rubberbandshan Open and Shut. Will be wrapped up by end of the next business day. BK will give Dizzgusting his little coins and move on.
kingb Yeah... this is not making it to court. He definitely won't get the spectacle that he is looking for. Bye Dezzpicable! We are tired. Just like you.
rubberbandshan I have to admit I don't like the energy in these photos. BK was just slaying in the couple pics earlier in the night and then womp. Ugh. I don't like this at all.
bkstan I agree rubberbandshan. BK is looking a little off. It's giving strong edible just kicked in tho. I think she's fine.
anon I meannn Dizzy deserves his money. BK didn't fulfill her obligations. More importantly. Why do you all once again have photos and not video/audio?! Looks like an argument to me!! 👀
bflyhive I'm sure it's nothing to the Queen. She is not even focused on Dizzy. She has a show to do baby! #ButterflySprings #HouseOfButterfly 🦋
c.spiracy The difference in pics is giving we had to switch clones in the middle of the party for sure. I don't think there's anything to worry about. Just a little malfunction. It's perfectly normal.
notthesameanon My aunt’s best friend’s mailman’s wife’s niece worked the event and said no one was allowed anywhere near their section and it was super loud in there so you couldn’t hear anything. She did say it looked like a heated discussion and BK left early and visibly upset. Trying to get more info...
rubberbandshan Yes please. Let’s focus on that. An unhappy Queen goes back into hiding and we just got her back outside. Can’t have that!!!
c.spiracy You thought I forgot to count the jewels in her necklace didn't you? Nope! 😉 The message is loud and clear BK.
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bts-hyperfixation · 7 months
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Tour Surprise
A yoongi x reader fanfiction
Summer madness 8/31 You surprise your best friend, Yoongi, while he has a few days break on tour. The only issue is you didn't think to check if there was space for you at the hotel... looks like you're sharing a bed.
Yes I'm aware it's no longer summer
“Surprise!” You shout jumping out from behind a pillar in the hotel lobby.
Yoongi stands with his mouth agape as he takes in your sudden appearance while his security guard looks slightly concerned that you were able to just appear. You reach out and close Yoongi’s mouth for him and his brain finally seems to catch up with his eyes.
“Y/N! You’re here.” He grins, enveloping you in a hug. “I didn’t think I would get to see you until we were back in Seoul.”
“I got some time off work, thought I would fly out to see my best friend. Namjoon said you would have a couple days spare this week.”
The older rapper glared across the lobby at the band’s leader, who was doing a terrible job of pretending not to be watching the two of you. Yoongi took your bag from you and lead you through the hotel. You spent the time in the elevator telling him about your awful seatmate on the plane and complaining about how uncomfortable economy could be. He agreed with you, although you suspect he no longer knows what economy feels like.
His room is right at the end of the hall, in between those of the other members. It’s smaller than the suites they’ve had in the past. A single kingbed stands proudly in the middle of the floor, a large TV on the wall across from it, and there is a hot tub right in the far window overlooking a stunning view. Suddenly you regret not bringing a swimsuit.
There is, unfortunately, a evident lack of a sofa. The hotel seems to have opted for overstuffed armchairs around a coffee table instead. In the past when you had visited Yoongi on tour he had always been aware and had ensured a sofa bed or extra room for you, perhaps you should’ve thought ahead to ask Namjoon to book you an extra room, but he is terrible with secrets and adding an extra task would’ve basically been begging for Yoongi to find out you were coming.
He must notice you looking at all of the chairs, judging which would be most comfortable because he laughs at you and nudges his head towards the bed.
“I think this should be big enough for the two of us.”
“I didn’t want to assume you would be okay sharing a bed.” You shrug.
“I’m not sure we would even notice another person in that bed with the size of it.”
He flops on to the side of the bed he prefers, proving his point as the other side remains unperturbed. He stretches his arms across the pillows, his fingertips barely reaching past the middles. You quash the disappointment that appears unwanted in the pit of your stomach. A left over reflex of a years old crush.
You kick off your shoes and mimic his actions, your fingertips brushing against his wrist as you land. His arm recoils back to his own side and you try not to think too much about it. You wriggle, messing up the sheets around you.
“I can’t believe how comfy this thing is.” You say, bouncing a little.
“I should hope so with the cost of this hotel.” Yoongi grumbles.
“Do I even want to know?” You turn on your side to face him.
“Probably not.” He says, facing you too.
You study his features. He looks tired, this is the end of the tours second leg, he probably hasn’t had a moment to himself in two months. It make syou feel a little guilty when you realise you are taking up his only alone time.
“I’m so happy you’re here.” He sighs, stifling a yawn.
He has always had a way of sensing where your thoughts were headed
“Did you have a look at anything you wanted to do while you are here? We could go to a museum? Or get food?” He says excitedly, although it is followed by another yawn.
“How about we take a nap first? I had a long flight and I’m sure you had a long day.”
He opens his mouth like he wants to fight to stay awake but he ultimately abandons his plan and shrugs, rolling onto his back and closing his eyes.
You shake your head as he appears to immediately fall asleep.
Dragging yourself away from comfort, you pull some pyjamas from the top of your bag and go into the bathroom to get changed. When you return Yoongi has shirked off his shirt and wiggled under the duvet. He is snoring softly as you pull the covers around yourself.
The first thing you notice as you awake is the weight on one side of your body. The second thing is the very hard appendge pressed up against your thigh.
It takes a moment for your sleep addled brain to put two and two together to work out that it is a very asleep Yoongi that is attached to you. And that it is his very awake dick that is digging into your leg.
Just as you are about to roll him away, he grinds down, whimpering in his sleep at the pressure. The noise short circuits your brain for a moment causing your thigh to move on its own to make the noise again.
It’s as your name tumbles from his lips it occurs to you what you are doing. One look at his face makes it evident that he is still fast asleep. He must be dreaming... about you.
His hips stutter against you once more and you are spurred into action, rolling him away from you a little too harshly, almost falling out of bed yourself. You cling to him to keep yourself from tipping over the edge, waking him in the process.
He blinks the sleep away from his eyes and assesses the immediate situation. He grips your arms and pulls you back into the bed chuckling to himself.
“Guess the bed wasn’t big enough after all.”
He doesn’t seem to know what woke him up, paying more attention to making sure you are safely back in bed . That is until he pulls you close and you brush up against his crotch once more. He immediately freezes, eyes glancing down between the two of you and back to your blushing face.
“Ah shit... sorry, it’s been a long, lonely couple of weeks...” He scoots back on the bed leaving plenty of room for you both. "I was going to take care of that need this afternoon... but well... you know you’re here. It’ll go away on it’s own soon.”
“I’m really sorry.” You blush...
But then an idea crosses your mind. A potentially very bad idea.
“If it’s my fault you’re stuck like this... maybe I should help you to fix it.” You suggest before you loose your nerve.
His eyebrow goes up, intrigued, before he shakes his head and gets ready to dismiss you.
“It’s not actually your fault, I was joking.”
You take note of how he doesn’t explicitly say no. Overconfidence spurs you forward before you think better of it.
“But you were dreaming about me, so it most be my fault.”
His ears turn a deep shade of red that you didn’t think was an option on the human spectrum.
“How did y...”
“You talk in your sleep. You scoot closer to him. “What was I doing in your dream? Maybe we could continue it in real life? I so rudely cut it short after all”.
In one last daring move you put your leg back between his thighs and press. Time pauses as he thinks about your offer, your brain briefly wanders to whether or not one of the others boys has a sofa available for you to use when this goes terribly south. But that moment never comes. Yoongi is suddenly back to rubbing his clothed cock against your bare leg, pushing your shorts upwards to give himself more space.
“Why do you want to help me?” He asks.
His lips are right by your ear now. He nibbles at your earlobe as he waits for your answer.
“You’re my best friend... and I love you.” You confess.
He whines and his hips move faster along your thigh.
“Let me help you properly.” You say, moving your hand down to his crotch but he pushes you away.
“You are helping.” He groans through gritted teeth.
His mouth falls away from your ear as his head nestles into the crook of your neck. He mouths blindly along you shoulder as his thrusts against your leg become more erratic. As he bites down at the base of your neck he cums hard in his pants.
You can feel the dampness seeping through the fabric of his sweats onto you. Something that would’ve embarrassed you if it was any other man, was so unbelievably sexy when it was Yoongi. You waited until his breathing evened out and he pulled away from you to speak.
“Is that what we were doing in your dream?”
“Almost exactly yeah.” He confirms/
"What was different?"
"I don’t usually cum so quickly in dreams.” He buries his face in his pillow, ashamed.
“Usually? So you dream about me a lot?”
He just nods into the pillow, too embarrassed to keep answering you.
“Always that same dream?”
This time he shakes his head no in to the pillow.
“So there are other things we could try next then.”
That gets him to lift his head up.
“You want to help me masturbate again? Even after you just saw me loose it like an 18 year old virgin?”
“Given the choice? I would prefer it to be more mutual pleasure. Although watching you like that was hot as fuck.”
“Mutual pleasure... right... Pleasing you... because you want me... like that.” He looks over at you to confirm that is what you meant.
“Yeah, I do. Provided you want me... like that.”
“I feel like I’ve proven that I do.” he says.
He pushes the duvet away and gestures to the wet patch on his pants. You take his hand a pull it towards your heat, letting him feel how wet you are yourself. He pulls his hand away and admires the moisture on his fingers.
“Just one question though.”
“shoot.”
“When you said you love me, did you mean as a friend? Or do you really love me?”
“I really love you.”
“Oh thank god.” He smiles.
Then before you get a chance to ask if he feels the same he removes the already limited space between you and covers your lips with his own.
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swap-dimentio-saga · 4 months
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Dimentio and friends finally arrive at the Castle unaware of the dangers that await them within.
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urbanwood02 · 10 months
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starenterprises · 1 year
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Antique Carved double Bed By Star Enterprises Furniture #bed #bedroomfurniture #doublebed #kingsizebed #kingbed #queensizebed https://www.instagram.com/p/ClP7VmVSRk2/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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redbirdbella · 1 year
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She looks at him taking in the way his eyes, shiny, swollen and bloodshot stand out against his blonde hair. It had dried quickly in the heat even with the AC cranked up to full power. He looks lost in the kingbed. Stranded, small, half the man he was when he triumphantly told the young girl on the check in desk they were newlywed's.
People died, Her brain prompts quietly, good people.
She places the first aid kit back on the dresser and lays down on the bed. There's nothing she can say. No word, No sound that will bring them back. They are gone and so is she.
He clears his throat. He sounds sick - the only man unlucky enough to catch a cold in the desert. It would be funny, if she didn't hear him sniff and sigh in frustration the tears fell again.
People died the voice says again.
She turns to face him, watching him inspect the bed sheet. He'd been certain this wasn't the honeymoon suite but it was a room and it was enough. There's two wet trails running down his cheeks and a pillow covered in small wet spots.
Do you think they'll be missed?
She wraps her arms around him. He doesn't startle at the sensation like he should. He holds her close, shuddering breath echoing through them both. She leans her forehead against his. They breathe together.
57 more names
She kisses him first. She doesn't know why but something about the way his breath feels on her lips lets her know she's alive. She needs this right now.
Will you remember their names? Or just the red they give you?
He's the one to deepen it. To lean into her. He feels so human against her. Living, warm and alive. More alive than she is. He runs his fingers down her back. She lifts her own to his neck. His hands finally settled against her side. It's grounding. She wonders if he knows his hands hold more power like this then on any bow she's known.
"Tasha" he breathes pulling away.
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