#line wall rd

[hometoursandotherstuff]

Thanks to Curieously for sending this lovely 1903 Georgian Revival estate in Hinsdale, Illinois. It has 8bds, 8ba, $9,999,999.

Lovely sunny hall enters into a dining area.

I can't resist a pink room and this one has a beautiful bar behind a pink lattice wall.

Pretty pink sitting area with lots of natural light.

What a lovely breakfast room on the sun porch. Love the fountain.

Wow, the gorgeous lattice work is even on the ceiling. It looks beautiful, and I'm sure they must have a staff to clean it.

As is typical of large homes, there is always an assortment of places to sit.

What a delightful blue fireplace and banquette in this dining room.

This gray living room is more formal, even has a more formal lattice ceiling. Every colorful home in this home has a different design.

The large kitchen was renovated has gorgeous dark cabinetry and amazing marble-patterned quartz.

I like this better than the dull white quartz that they always pick on HGTV.

The curving stairs are Georgian, but the decor is Art Deco.

What a delightful floral bedroom.

Here's a home office where they must entertain clients.

Luxurious bedroom with a bed alcove.

Interesting- a retro lounge even has a disco ball.

A round room for music and relaxing.

Plus, look at this- a vintage bowling alley.

2.79 acres of beautifully landscaped grounds.

The patio and pool.

Truly a beautiful property.

Huge home and every room is beautifully decorated.

https://www.redfin.com/IL/Hinsdale/505-S-County-Line-Rd-60521/home/14060312

#estates #houses #house tours #home tour #submissions

[riacte]

Space Opera AU dashboard simulator 2 (but there's plot if you squint) (probably worse than its predecessor)

🚀 renthepilot

HAPPY BITRHDAY TO ME!! I TURN 7!!! :D :D :D <3 <3 <3 RD

❤️ falsewell

Happy 7th birthday Ren! :)

🚀 renthepilot

Thank u FalsE!!!!!! :DDDDDD >.< RD

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... Why is my 17yo ET1blr mutual talking to a 7yo on Sunblr. I came here for analysis posts but apparently she's babysitting her cousin or perhaps a strangely intelligent dog??

❤️ falsewell

I mean, I would be worried if a 7yo was piloting the glider I race in 🤨

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WDYM THAT GUY IS YOUR RACE PARTNER? OMFG I AM SO SORRY

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Chat do you remember when we found RK and QoH's Sunblr accounts from when they weren't famous and were just two kids in illegal races. Because it was hysterical. Hands up if you thought falsewell was someone's canon url and not QoH herself.

🪓 handoftheking

That interaction was pretty cute to be honest. Ren's still 7 the last I checked.

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[deep sigh] littlewood at the scene of the crime as always

#WHYYYYYYY is he chronically online #he needs to be stopped and locked up #i bet he scrolls through the treebark tag every day #he knows Too Much #do you think he brings up sunblr during dinner #and etho and bigb look at him like hes insane

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save me queen of hearts

🔥 yaoihell Follow

queen of hearts

🔥 yaoihell Follow

queen of hearts save me

🏐 apollos-dodgeball 🦀🦀🦀🦀🦀🦀 Follow

Congratulations on the prophecy!

[Beep boop, this is a gimmick blog!]

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what the actual fuck.

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i think i hauve the plague

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🫐 toxicblueberry Follow

hi babes the demons in my head won so new fic!!

i'm your biggest fan, i'll follow you until you love me, pa-pa paparazzi

pairing: the red king x blue stalker (they/them) (exterra 1 rpf)

summary: why are you as a bounty hunter so intent on hunting ren down? what do you want to do with him? pin him against a wall and kiss him until he's breathless and melting like putty in your hands?

word count: 10.1k

tags: enemies to lovers, angst, hurt no comfort, whump, ust, no actual smut, making out, blood, slight knifeplay, submissive rk, open ending

Keep reading

🏹 queenofheartsfanclub Follow

Listen, I don't do RPF, I can handle Treebark (because I have eyes), but this is crossing a line. Especially after the accusations by RK. I think his evidence is pretty compelling.

🫐 toxicblueberry Follow

dead dove do not eat. i am aware this is a fucked up dynamic but it's fictional. it's not like the real blue stalker has a toxic codependent attraction to the guy they're assigned to kill (btw i mained qoh so i completely understand where you're coming from)

🫐 toxicblueberry Follow

oh.

🏹 queenofheartsfanclub Follow

hey

so do you wanna kiss before the haters get to you?

🫐 toxicblueberry Follow

of course. can we get married

#love can be found on the battlefield in more ways than one #fave post #annoying treebark fans fuck off!!!!!!

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🌹 fyeahroseduo Follow

Coming out as a falsedog shipper is harder than coming out as gay

🦇 starshipspachelbel Follow

TEN YEARS????

Time is not real

🌃 nightpatrols Follow

I had vivid flashbacks. I feel faint. This post caused so much drama omfg. I need a treebark equivalent on my desk by 8am sharp next morning

🪓 handoftheking

Coming out as a Treebark shipper is harder than coming out as bi

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WHAT THE FUFHUBFBFUOUOFFUCK

#HES IN OUR WALLS #HE STARTED THE SHIP #this is gonna sweep the next unhinged moment poll #??!?1!?!???!?!?! #HATE THIS LUMIAN GLOWY ASS #btw for non et1 mutuals: this man is literally bi #yeah hes really gay for his pilot. yeah we all know #theyre always holding hands and shit #edit: DID HE REBLOG THIS AT 7:30AM #IDK HOW PLANETZONES CONVERSATION WORKS #*conversion #listen i failed school 2 years in a row ok 😭

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Music video of the day is: R8cer Boi by Avril Lavigne!

🎵 daily-music Follow

who the fuck is renn dog

🎵 daily-music Follow

who has little wood

🎵 daily-music Follow

why are y'alls twink racers larping as royals from medieval era planet earth

🎵 daily-music Follow

sorry for calling the queen of hearts a twink. im sorry women

#im so done with yalls bullshit #who are these people #why do they show up in my tags

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#space opera au #i feel delirious. i think i hauve a stomachache #dashboard simulator #treebark #trafficshipping #hermitshipping #long post #unreality

[cabotwife]

i need a comfort fic and I never see any of this topic🥹

if you could please write a Olivia/daughter reader or Olivia/reader!!! Preferably Olivia catching on to them restricting/failing into an Rd and comforts them about it!!!

City of Angels

Olivia Benson x Foster Daughter!Teen!Reader

warnings: ooc liv? kinda mention of an eating disorder, not proofread

word count: 1788

a/n: this is actually so bad i wanna rip my hair out.

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living an easy life wasn't something you were entirely familiar with. for the last two years your life had been a chaotic whirlwind, being shuffled from one home to another.

the idea of an easy life becomes complicated when your existence has been laced with a constant stream of pain and the need to run from everything good. it's challenging to imagine such a life when your reality has always been like this.

even before you found yourself lost among the countless faceless children within the foster system, all you had known was a life filled with fear and adversity.

but now, you have your Olivia.

your Olivia who tells you she loves you, but who’re you to believe her? how could she possibly love a child that’s not hers?

this is the question that haunts your thoughts during your countless long, sleepless nights. the painful realization that you're just a charity case to the brunette detective, a lost delinquent she's taken under her wing to "fix" is something you can't shake. she’s never said it outright, but you can see it. it's there, hiding in the depths of her eyes.

—

you've been living with Olivia for almost half a year now. during this time, you and her had been growing closer, your defensive walls have started to crumble, allowing the other woman to step into your world and take you into her arms.

everything seemed to be going well, or at least that's what you thought. but one day, everything took a turn when Olivia brought home Noah.

Noah, an undeniably adorable little boy.

the moment he was brought into the apartment, you could sense a shift in the atmosphere. at first, you managed to adapt to the change. but then, you found yourself being pushed to the side, overlooked for Noah.

the moment you found yourself sidelined, your defensive walls shot back up, leaving Olivia and now Noah on the outside.

and once again, you were alone.

the love you can see in Olivia’s eyes when she looks at the little toddler is a kind of love you've never experienced for yourself. it's a stark reminder of the unfair differences between your experiences and his.

it didn't even take a month for Olivia to officially adopt Noah.

things took a turn for the worse rather quickly.

it began with you avoiding shared meals with the two brunettes. you started eating later or earlier, making sure to finish before Olivia got home. but recently, you found yourself skipping meals altogether.

Olivia had noticed you pulling away from her, but she chose not to do anything in fear of worsening the situation. despite your growing distance, she continued to reach out, hoping to assure you that you're welcome in her life. but your actions have been making it increasingly difficult for her.

—

in the midst of a typical day at work, Olivia sifts through the details of her most recent case, surrounded by the familiar hum of activity in the precinct. the sudden ring of her phone disrupts the rhythmic tapping of her fingers on the keyboard.

answering the phone in a questioning voice, she says, “hello?” the unknown number on the screen does nothing to prepare her for the conversation ahead.

a professional, yet strained voice responds from the other end, “hi, is this Olivia Benson?” the question hangs in the air, causing Olivia to furrow her eyebrows in confusion. she straightens up in her chair, her police instincts kick in.

the change in her demeanor catches the attention of Fin, who is now visibly alert. “yes, it is. who’s asking?” Olivia responds, her tone guarded yet curious.

the voice on the other side of the line calmly explains, “you’re listed as y/n l/n’s emergency contact. i’m calling to inform you that she is currently with us at Mercy General Hospital.” the words are delivered with an air of professional detachment.

the brunette springs up from her desk, grabbing her jacket hurriedly. her mind is a whirlwind of questions. “what? why? what happened?” in her panic, she barely notices Fin rising from his desk, his eyes locked with hers in shared concern.

briefly pulling the phone away from her mouth, she manages to choke out to Fin, “y/n’s in the hospital, i have to go.”

the severity of the situation is evident in her voice, “i’ll drive,” the older detective quickly offers, swiftly grabbing his keys and ushering Olivia out of the precinct, the hum of activity fades as they rush out to his car.

by the end of the call, Olivia is left with a sinking feeling of dread. despite the explanations given, she can't fully comprehend what is happening. her mind is filled with concern for her little girl.

before she knows it, Fin's car screeches to a halt in front of Mercy General Hospital and without a moment’s hesitation, Olivia jumps out, her heart pounding as she practically sprints through the entrance. once the brunette reaches the front desk she slaps her hands down on the counter, “y/n l/n, what room is she in?” she demands, her voice strained with urgency.

the desk attendant looks up, her gaze questioning as she scrolls through the records on her computer. “I’m sorry, who’re you?” she inquires, her head tilted slightly in confusion.

taking a moment to collect herself, Olivia responds, “oh, Olivia Benson. i’m her foster mother, her emergency contact." she leans over the desk, trying to catch a glimpse of the room number on the screen.

the woman hums in response, scrolling for a few more seconds before finally speaking, “y/n l/n is in room 281.” she looks up, meeting Olivia’s desperate gaze.

mumbling a quick ‘thank you’, Olivia speeds off towards the room, her heart pounding in her chest. when she finally reaches the room, she is met with the sight of you, lying in the hospital bed with an IV drip in your arm and a small, untouched cup of red jello on the bedside table.

“y/n.” Olivia manages to breathe out, making her way over to the bed. her voice is soft and filled with concern, “what happened? are you okay, baby?” she gently takes your hand in hers, her touch as soft as her voice.

you simply hum in response and pull your hand away from hers, settling it back in your lap. “yeah, ‘m fine.”

Olivia’s eyebrows furrow as she looks down at you, her maternal instincts kick in. “you are not fine. you’re in the hospital. now, are you going to tell me what happened or do i have to go ask a doctor because i can’t trust my own daughter?”

for the first time, your eyes snap to Olivia, finally meeting hers. “i’m not your daughter, Olivia,” you retort, rolling your eyes.

the sharpness of your words takes Olivia by surprise. her frown deepens and her eyes soften. “what’re you talking about, y/n/n? of course you’re my daughter.” her voice is gentle, filled with warmth as she squats down beside the bed to be at eye level with you. “what’s been going on, sweet girl? you haven’t been yourself.” she takes your hand again, her thumb soothingly rubbing the back of your hand.

you just mumble in response, avoiding Olivia's gaze and instead focusing on the wall, which has suddenly become very interesting. “nothin’..”

sighing, Olivia stares at you for a moment before standing back up. she leans down and presses a tender kiss to your hairline before heading towards the door. “i’ll be back. i’m going to go find your doctor since you won’t tell me anything.”

as she reaches the door, your voice stops her in her tracks. “wait, Olivia,” your voice is louder than you intended. you look up at Olivia, your eyes teary and pleading. “i’ll tell you, please, i’m sorry.”

the older woman turns around, her arms crossed as she waits for you to speak. “okay. i’m listening.”

"you know, i've just been... i don't know how to say it..." you mumble, searching for the right words, the right way to phrase what happened.

Olivia sits on the edge of the hospital bed, by your knees. her gaze, full of concern and empathy, watches you as you struggle to articulate your thoughts.

"i've been struggling with eating recently.." you admit in a whisper, your words barely audible in the sterile silence of the hospital room. heat rushes to your cheeks, a mixture of embarrassment and shame. "i passed out while i was with Luka. he brought me here after i woke up.. i'm sorry, Liv, i know how expensive it is and i know you’re mad-"

"oh, my sweet girl," Olivia interrupts, her voice filled with love. she surges forward, wrapping you in a comforting embrace. when she pulls away, her hands cup your cheeks, her words a soothing balm. "my sweet, sweet girl... no, i’m not mad. I'm just happy you're okay," she whispers, her eyes locked onto yours.

and in that moment, you see it — the same love you've always seen in her eyes when she looks at Noah. but now, it's directed at you.

a silence descends on the two of you, heavy but not uncomfortable. Olivia leans forward to hug you again, and you find yourself lost in your thoughts.

after a few minutes of quiet reflection, you break the silence. "hey, Liv?" you whisper, your voice barely audible.

"yes, y/n/n?" she replies after a moment, pulling away to look into your eyes.

"why... um, why did you adopt Noah and not me? are you going to send me back?" you ask, the words tumbling out in a rush, a slight rasp in your voice revealing your fear and uncertainty.

Olivia's eyes widen in surprise before they soften. "oh, honey... i'm not sending you back. you're my daughter, you understand? it's just... it's a little more complicated when your biological mother is still alive," she explains gently. "i've been trying so hard, you have to believe me. it's just that these things... they take time."

you stare at her, tears welling in your eyes. after a moment, you lean forward, hugging her gently and burying your face against her shoulder as you try to hold back the tears. "i'm sorry, Liv."

"you have nothing to apologize for, okay? we're going to get you the help you need. we're going to sort everything out, and we'll be a family," she promises, her voice soft and reassuring. she kisses your hair as she wraps her arms around you in a comforting embrace. "how does that sound?"

"good... sounds good," you whisper back, a sense of peace settling over you.

#olivia benson #olivia benson x reader #law and order special victims unit

[lippskinn]

Blackinnon Fest 2024 | Day 7

Word Count : 587

Prompt: Cable

Trigger Warning: Mention of death

Sirius had borrowed the Daily Prophet from a man in the Three Broomsticks and flicked through it like he usually did to pass the time during missions. This week's news had been dominated by reports of Death Eater arrests, weather forecasts and gossip; however, between the lines, the newspapers told a different story.

Sirius and Marlene had found a well-located spot in the pub to observe and read. The bustling inn served as a perfect cover-up for their activities for the Order and, most importantly, their feelings for each other.

Marlene rested her head on Sirius' shoulder and doodled absent-mindedly on the edge of the paper while Sirius studied the articles.

"Inmate Cables Message to Mainland [...] Harrison Stebbins (20) of number sixteen Highmore Rd., Upper Flagley [...], " Sirius read to her a particularly interesting article after stumbling across a familiar name.

"He was in school with us," Marlene noticed, "I sat next to him during my O.W.L. exam."

"Stebbins was the first person to be sentenced under the new Terrorism Act passed by Barty Crouch senior [...] for conspiracy and suspicious behaviour."

Sirius laughed involuntarily, "They are starting to lose control over the situation. First, they are sending people straight to Azkaban without a trial, and now they can't even tell why they locked them up in the first place."

"Stebbins is not a Death Eater. We would have known that. But they haven't caught a real one in ages and that potentially sheds a bad light on the ministry." Marlene lit a cigarette while talking sending puffs of smoke into the air. She put her feet on the bench and leaned against Sirius who put an arm around her.

"Azkaban must be a horrible place," she continued, "and if they don't know what you are in for, how do they know when to let you out?"

Sirius shook his head, "I think it's a life sentence. They are setting an example."

Marlene accidentally dropped ashes on the newspaper, which burned a tiny hole in Mrs. O'Keefe's obituary. She quickly put it out and turned around to face Sirius, "That's barbaric! Look at the poor lad!"

She pointed at the picture of Stebbins in the article. It showed a young man in a prison uniform, facing the camera with wide, bloodshot eyes. He looked starved, his head was shaved and he pointed at the wall. However, what exactly he was pointing at was cut off from the picture.

"Stebbins managed to relay messages to Muggles on the mainland in a secret code. [...] The Muggles, alarmed by the messages, had called muggle authorities who arrived at Azkaban Island by boat, " Sirius continued reading the article.

Suddenly, Marlene put a hand on his shoulder and looked at him in shock, "I know the story! Does it say what the message was?" They both started looking for clues in the article, but the message had been left out.

"Do you remember what Moody said a week ago, " she asked excitedly, "about those Muggles they had to obliviate?"

Sirius nodded, "The disaster he was talking about? Three people died."

"Exactly, two Muggles and..."

"Stebbins."

"Not a word of it in the Daily Prophet. Moody said Crouch had ordered the kiss on someone after two Muggles got involved. He said it was beyond him how they even got to that island. It was Stebbins."

"The prison used to be a lighthouse," Sirius remembered, "the original owner used to lure sailors there. Stebbins must have found a way to use that. Do you know what the message was that got him kissed?"

Marlene took a deep breath before she spoke, "Moody said they obliviated the Muggles but they continued to repeat the message over and over again. They killed themselves hours after they left the ministry. Always muttering the same thing. SAVE OUR SOULS."

#blackinnon #blackinnonfest2024 #sirius black #marlene mckinnon #first wizarding war #tw:suicide #Azkaban #tw: death

[telomeke-bbs]

BAD BUDDY FILMING LOCATIONS 11

This post continues a thread of the ten previous ones (all linked at the bottom of this write-up) on filming locations for Bad Buddy. 😊

By now it's no secret that BBS's legendary rooftop was at Chana City Residence (829 Pracha Uthit Rd, Bangkok): 💖

(above) Chana City Residence in an image posted on Facebook linked here – for the write up on the rooftop location see this link here

However, Chana City Residence also provided the setting for two other filming locations in Bad Buddy:

Pran's apartment viewing at Ep.2 [4/4] 8.50 (when he decided to move out of his student accommodation) that was gatecrashed by Pat – their rough-housing on the bed, that suddenly stalled when stirrings of something more bubbled to the surface, was probably the first time the narrative told us plainly that their constant rivalry and oneupmanship was really part of a complicated love language; 😍

Wai's apartment (Ep.6 [1I4] 6.06), when Pran goes there to drop off his guitar in an effort to stifle his music-making instinct, which is one of the things that bind him to Pat (see this write-up here on Pran's musical spirit, and how he tried to deny that part of himself).

If the building, rooftop and interiors of these scenes looked familiar, you may be recalling them from some other BL series: Why R U and Oxygen filmed a lot here (Oxygen even has scenes at the rooftop! 🤩).

(top) Bad Buddy Ep.2 [4/4] 10.40 – Pat gatecrashes Pran's apartment viewing at Chana City Residence; (bottom left and right) photographs of Chana City Residence posted by Kris Kanchanachayphoom on Google Maps here and here – the bedhead, curtains, gray shelving opposite the bed, horizontal blinds flanking the bedhead, the window mullions, pale cabinetry, timber strip flooring, armchair and side table are all a match

For good measure, here's a picture of the BBS gang (minus Ohm and Drake) behind the scenes in what looks like the very same room:

The photograph above is from Drake Laedeke's Twitter (linked here); Nanon is wearing the same shirt he had on in Kacha Nontanun's music video for the song Secret (Pat's theme) that was filmed at the rooftop, which dates this image to the same day/night of the video's filming (you can also see the gang, dressed in the same clothes, in the Behind-the-Scenes phototaking at the rooftop in this YouTube video linked here, at timestamp 6.29)

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The bedroom above wasn't used to portray Wai's apartment, however. Wai's room can be seen in Bad Buddy at Ep.6 [1I4] starting from timestamp 6.06:

(above) BBS Ep.6 [1I4] 7.26

Although Wai's bed has a similar (upholstered) headboard, it is flanked by shelving and paneling rather than windows with blinds. This indicates that the room was portrayed by a different one at Chana City Residence – and the following photographs are a match:

(above) Two photographs that match Wai's apartment posted by Kris Kanchanachayphoom on Google Maps, linked here and here; corroborating details include the shelving and cabinetry, the upholstered bedhead, the closet-lined corridor leading to the bathroom, the overall color scheme (ash timber laminate) and the worktable

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So this bit is a little superfluous because it's outside the apartments, but the elevator and elevator lobby that we see after Pran's real estate viewing (at Ep.2 [4/4], starting from timestamp 12.10) is also at Chana City Residence:

(above left) BBS Ep.2 [4/4] 12.16 – Pat emerges from unit 801 on Level 8 of Chana City Residence; (above right) Ep.2 [4/4] 13.32 – Pat leans into Pran in a subversion of the elevator crush trope, that will also get a callback in the LogTech elevator at Ep.3 [2/4] 5.14

Corroboration can be extrapolated from Oxygen The Series:

(above) Oxygen The Series Ep.12 [4/4] 0.18 – the artwork on the wall, door frames and moldings, wall paneling with stainless steel strips, timber edging to the elevator jamb, unit door signage and overall color scheme of the Level 8 elevator lobby here are all a match for the elevator lobby in BBS

The Level 8 lobby details in the scene above naturally also match those of the elevator lobby at Level 1 (seen close-up in Oxygen The Series Ep.11 [1I4] 3.01), which in turn can be seen in the background at OTS Ep.12 [3I4] 5.17. And that scene (Ep.12 [3I4] 5.17) also has a sign with the name of the building on it – and it is indeed Chana City Residence. 🤩

 

[P.S. – here are the links to all the filming location posts so far:

Part 1 – The legendary rooftop, PatPran’s student apartments, their high school, the white arches behind the Engineering Canteen, the Zero Waste Village and various seaside scenes, their honeymoon suite, the hospital where Pat was treated for his gunshot graze, and the high school reunion.

Part 2 – Pat and Pran’s family homes, the Flagpole Bar, the car park fight location, and the Jae Si Curry House.

Part 3 – Various locations at and around the rugby field, including Pat’s photoshoot with Ink, the rugby bleachers, the iced milk tea (and green tea wave) picnic table, InkPa’s photography picnic, the old bus stop and the new bus stop. Also Khun Noppharnach’s pharmacy.

Part 4 – Pat’s Engineering Faculty (in and around Rangsit University’s College of Engineering).

Part 5 – Pran’s Architecture Faculty (Rangsity University’s School of Architecture).

Part 6 – Various F&B and commercial locations (eateries, shops, malls and a market).

Part 7 – Pat’s post-graduation apartment and Pran’s residence in Singapore.

Part 8 – Various campus locations filmed within Rangsit University’s Digital Multimedia Complex, including the auditorium and the Freshy Day Song Contest.

Part 9 – The LogTech Building and Pran’s architectural office in Singapore.

Part 10 – Locations for the Our Skyy 2 x Bad Buddy special episodes.

Part 11 – The apartment for rent that Pran went to view in Ep.2, the elevator scene with Pat just after the viewing, and Wai's apartment.

Part 12 – PatPran's elementary and high schools, as well as the location of Pa's near-drowning.

This list will be updated when I post more locations in due course. 😊]

#bad buddy filming locations #bad buddy locations #chana city residence #bad buddy analysis #telomeke #patpran

[protect-daniel-james]

for 'send a character', just bc i'm curious - big ange?

So so Big....

Favorite thing about them

God, everything! Looks wise, it's just the way he's so Big and seems so Warm and Hairy and like such a good Daddy Bear and I'm sure he'd f**k you d*ep and h*rd and all night long -

Anyway, he's one of those managers who took the long route and worked hard and experienced a lot of different setups and that's something I admire so much. He wasn't handed a high-profile job, he didn't "deserve it" by his playing career - he just worked hard and made his way up. And he never lost his humility and good humor either.

Least favorite thing about them

It's not even his fault, but just the collective wankfest over Tottenhem in the first half of the season. I guess because I usually happen to be in the Villa camp (in their forums, twitter accounts, etc.), and some people there were sort of bitter over how much people seemed to be creaming over Ange and Tottenham and ignoring Unai's work at Aston Villa - for whatever reason (I guess mostly bc Unai has already been in the Prem). I don't think I dislike anything about Ange personally!

Favorite line

"Introduce yourself first" - I love his humor. But, more seriously, I love his Confederation Cup speech which I think everyone should know or knows because I think it's the sort of Ted Lasso-esque football pre-match speech that will get you to run through the wall for your manager and team.

brOTP

Ange and Sean Dyche! I can totally imagine them sitting down with a pint and a meat pie, just chilling. Also, possibly Ange and Thomas Frank, or Ange and Graham or Jürgen. I can just imagine Ange getting on well with any manager who is very responsible about their job BUT also can switch off and relax and not take themselves too seriously.

OTP

Obviously Ange/Poch! The Tottenham connection, the desperate need to find love and eroticism and passion at their age and profession...

nOTP

I don't think there are many Ange ships anyway? So I don't feel like there's any ship with him that I would dislike enough to call it a nOTP. I appreciate any bit of Ange love!

Random headcanon

He smells great. Washes himself throughout (everywhere! Franko would never), and uses the right amount of cologne.

Unpopular opinion

He is incredibly sexy, he's basically the Greek God of Sex. (I don't think it's particularly unpopular, but more people need to realize and admit this). Also, with his tongue, he's a master of oral sex. And rimming. And he enjoys it.

Song i associate with them

(Unfortunately) Down Under, what a stereotype. And the Zorba the Greek dance. Yeah, I live in a world of stereotypes. But honestly, wouldn't you just love to see him do the dance?

Favorite picture of them

I will never be over this. There are plenty of nice pics of him, but this one makes me drool.

#ange postecoglou #ask

[jay-911]

Redemption

Hey all, I’m very new to the whole writing thing. This is my second piece I have tried to write so feel free to leave feedback just don’t bully me. :) 

 WORDS:4.908

"Hey!" You feel someone’s hand wrap around your arm, causing you to stop in your tracks. Recognising the man’s voice, you sigh, rolling your eyes before turning around to him with a gentle smile on your face.

"Hi, Harry" standing close enough that you had to lift your head to meet his eyes. "Congratulations, by the way, you’ve done amazing on this set." And you meant it. Harry had always said that he wanted to have the opportunity to try out acting. A smile hadn’t left his face since the words ‘and cut. That’s a wrap.’ were yelled earlier, yet he managed to smile even more from your words.

"You coming for the final photo?" You tried not to act annoyed at the stupid question he asked because you didn’t want to be the one person to ruin his day.

"Well, to my knowledge, all of the cast and crew were told to go, so yea, I’ll be there." giving him a tight-lipped smile as all sense of the conversation disappeared. He quickly nodded before muttering something along the lines of "yea, of course" and averting his gaze to another crew member, nodding his head at them, and then leaving you without saying another word.

As soon as he left, you found yourself letting out a breath you didn’t know you were holding, fiddling with your phone in your hands and checking the time. There was about an hour before everyone had to meet back together, deciding to say your goodbyes to the crew who worked under your direction and others you had worked closely with so you could leave right after the photos were finished. You walked around the set, backstage, and knocked on trailer doors, handing out small gifts and notes to everyone you needed to before re-joining the group.

You deliberately stood off to one side, away from anyone you really knew, and the second it was finished, you grabbed your bag. The main cast is surrounded by too many others for you to even bother saying one last goodbye to them. What you hadn’t expected was to walk back into two other girls from the film crew.

"Don’t you even think about it" Kaylee said, raising her eyebrows while giving you a knowing look.

"Don’t even think about what? I’m literally just standing here." You quickly replied, not actually knowing what she was giving you that look about.

"The main cast and crew are going out for drinks tonight, and that includes you."

"Hmm, no."

"Ha, told you she wouldn't" Gina, one of your closet friends from this production, piped up "but seriously, come on. You’ve barely done anything with us outside of work this whole time" giving you an overdramatic pout.

"How about another time? We all have each other’s numbers. I’m sure we’ll catch up soon! " By now, a few of the other girls had come over to the group.

"Don’t you think you and Harry would be fine if you let him see you actually be yourself and have fun. You know, you two may actually get along then." Quinn, your best friend since 2014, as you'd worked on several film sets together, said.

"Absolutely not. Nothing in this world could make us friends. "

Before another girl spoke, "C’mon, Harry freaking Styles, has just finished his first film. Don’t you want to celebrate with him?" You are fighting the urge to look annoyed or roll your eyes at the girls.

"Alright, whatever, but no guarantee that I will be out for long or try to fix any problems that he and I have. Deal?" The girls all eagerly nodded their heads, some of them even letting out little happy squeals. "Text me the address and time, will ya, Quinn?"

When you got back to your hotel, you got into the bath, knowing that it was still going to be a few hours before you had to head out again. Soon after your phone chimed, ‘Meet at The Ivy, Tansee Hill Rd, 6:30pm’ You knew the place; you had been before. It was extremely fancy, right on the riverfront, floor to ceiling windows, and the walls adorned with vintage detailing, with iconic city skyline views from the balcony, and the drinks were worth every penny.

You pulled yourself out of the bath, wrapped yourself in a towel, and headed to the closet to flick through the limited wardrobe you had brought with you. Typically, you don’t pack anything fancy while you're away for filming unless told otherwise prior to leaving home. The last time you went to a crew wrap party, you swore that you would never go to another one or get drunk with colleagues again. Then your eyes landed on a little purple dress that you took on every trip—whether work or personal. It fit you great and was perfect for almost every event. You were able to dress it up or dress it down.

As you took it off the rack, you could still smell the slight lingering smell of whiskey that wouldn’t leave no matter what you tried. The memories of that night came back to you. It was at a different work party. You had just wrapped on another film and were at the after party that was the most insane one you had been to and was full with celebrities of all kinds. You were wearing that dress, and Harry was there. It had been the first time seeing him since you left the One Direction media team in 2014. You remember the way that his eyes had been watching you all night even though you two hated each other’s guts.

You also remembered the way that you picked that dress off of his hotel bedroom floor in the early hours of the morning and left, but the dress was the only option you had, cringing as you slipped it on. You did think about how he might remember the dress and that it could annoy him or that he could think that you wore it on purpose, but you didn’t mind. You knew that you would just have to avoid him. You started overthinking, not wanting a little dress to cause you to make the same mistake that you made a few years back, so you took the dress off, instead settling on wearing a pair of trousers with a silky tan wrap top paired with some strappy black heels.

A group chat that had been set up that had your video team basically lived on silent, but you decided to scroll through while you had a pre-drink, finding entertainment in one of the girls freaking out over not knowing what she would wear, seeming to have sent a photo of every nice outfit she would have packed on this trip, with Gina being kind enough to guide her through it and help her choose. Throwing back your head to finish your drink before heading out the door to hail an Uber.

You arrived at the venue and got into the elevator, clicking the button for the top floor. As the doors open, you spot Quinn practically straight away, so you make a beeline for her, although she already looks as if she is in deep conversation with one of the main guys from some other department. Along with a few others in the same area engaged in their own conversations, you make your way over to them and greet them all.

"Y/N, by the way, it’s an open bar, so go your hardest" One of the others yells over to you.

"Brilliant. I’ll need it" you yelled back, picking up one of the menus to see what was offered and ordering a Mojito when Gina came up behind you and asked the bartender for a second one to be made as she slipped into the seat beside you. So far, the party has been pretty enjoyable, sitting at the bar talking with a few different people that you’ve made friends with while on set.

Gina then asked you to join her on the balcony while she had a smoke, so you get another drink and head out. Thankful that it wasn’t cold outside, you both leaned on the balcony barrier, having a casual conversation.

"Why do you avoid him anyway?" she asks, tilting her head. You didn’t need to look at her to know that she was talking Harry.

"You know why and It’s still awkward" you say, rolling your eyes that you two are having this conversation again.

"I just don’t understand. It was only a one-night stand. If I acted like you are, I wouldn’t be able to walk onto half the film sets that I do" You two couldn’t help but laugh.

"If it was just a regular one-night stand, I would be okay. I’m not that conservative." Not knowing why, you finally admitted that, blaming the alcohol. No one knows what really happened with Harry except for you and him. She gestures for you to keep on talking. "He asked me out on a date after." She narrows her eyes, obviously still not satisfied with your answer "and I snuck out."

That caused Gina to cough on her smoke. You quickly pat her on the back "You’re telling me that you snuck out on Harry Styles? Are you stupid?" She asks, wiping her eyes that had started to tear up from laughing so much.

"Why do you think I put in a resignation form? I had to leave."

"Leave who?" asks Quinn, who has just joined you on the balcony "What have I missed? Kaylee is throwing up by the way" making the three of you laugh

"Well Y/N was once asked on a date by tonight’s golden boy and she never answered him. That’s why it's awkward between them."

"Woah, no way! Why would you do that?" You are only able to roll your eyes and sarcastically thank them for being supportive.

"C'mon, you have to tell us." You really wished that this conversation wasn’t happening and that you stayed inside and had another drink. "Wait, was he really that bad?" You couldn’t bring yourself to answer just looking out at the view. "Oh God, he was terrible. So much for what all his fans think." Gina said.

"I mean, we were young" you tried explaining, but they just wanted more details.

"Nah, that’s not it! Why was it bad?" Quinn started to push, and you knew that there was no way of getting out of this without telling them the story.

"It was just he was constantly asking if it was okay and if he was doing things right, but not in a sexy way. just in an unexperienced way." Yet you knew that wasn’t enough based on the way they were still looking at you. You sigh "He was average, alright? I didn’t orgasm and he thanked me afterwards. "

The two girls lost it, laughing like they had just heard the funniest thing. As they were catching their breath, Gina spoke up again. "I never would’ve guessed he was that clueless."

"Look, I’m done talking about this and it’s cold. I’m heading back inside." The girls followed you inside before you all went about your own thing again, separating from each other. You decided to sit at the bar and get another drink, wanting to forget the conversation you just had. Amusing yourself by talking to some of the crew members you didn't get to talk too much while working. Then you started to feel slightly dizzy, taking that as a sign to get a glass of water and stand back on the balcony for fresh air, finding a quieter spot around the other side. After only a few short minutes, you could feel yourself centring again.

"I didn’t think that I’d see you tonight." Almost instinctively, you tense at the recognisable accent and turn to face him.

"Uh sorry, I’ll go. By the way, the party was fantastic. I-" thinking that he wanted some time away from everyone.

"No, it’s okay. Stay." He cut you off now feeling that you have to stay out with him. Silence falls over the two of you once again. Both of you just sipping on your drinks and taking in the view. Before he decides to speak up again "You know I don’t hate you?"

"Never said you did" You quickly say, not wanting to have an awkward conversation about how awkward it is between you two.

"You look like you want the ground to swallow you up every time we speak to each other." He looks so calm while talking about this, while you were trying to think of a way to get out of this conversation.

"Guess it’s just awkward." He finally turns to look at you, and you follow suit, making eye contact with him, making a shiver run down your spine. Another silence threatens to make it awkward before he initiates conversation again.

"Did you leave the 1D team because of me?" You didn’t know what you were expecting from this talk, but it sure as hell wasn’t this.

"Jesus Harry, straight to the point" you say, letting out a heavy breath. "I mean, I guess you were the reason. I was young and had no clue how to talk to you about anything that had happened."

"And when you came onto this set, you still didn’t know what to say?" raising an eyebrow at you, just causing you to scoff.

"This is not just my fault. I don’t recall you putting in much effort." His head going to the side, he mumbled an agreement. You turn back to the view before taking the last sip of your water and turning to walk back inside.

"Alright, this was strange, but congratulations on the movie. I am genuinely happy for you." But before you could escape, his hand was around your arm like he did earlier in the day. "What else do you want, Harry?" he let go once your attention was back on him.

"A clean start, please"

"What?"

"I want us to forget that our past ever even happened, and we can forget that night and that party and everything that happened. Just-please?"

"Okay" Thing was, although that night ruined the crush you had on him, you still knew that he was a great guy. He was sweet and he made everyone feel important, whether he just had to say a quick hello or had to sit and listen to someone rant. He found time for everyone. Not only that, but you could tell that he really listened, looking at who he was talking to like they were the only person in the room. Then, on top of that, he was effortlessly funny.

He then stuck his hand out, "I’m Harry. It’s a pleasure to meet you." A smile suddenly comes to your face as you grab his hand.

"I’m Y/N. Pleasure to meet you too."

"Could I buy you a drink?" and you agree as you felt better from your previous drinks and thought that one more couldn’t hurt.

 -

 "Aye, I don’t think I was actually that bad" he said defensively. You were on your second drink with him still on the balcony.

"I think I recall you licking my leg at one point and not in a sexy way" causing both of you to laugh as he asks why you let him even continue. "I don’t know, it’s just impossible to say mean things to you." He instantly put both hands under his chin and smiled.

"Really?" you ask, rolling your eyes and lightly slapping his arm, mumbling a little shut up.

"I really forgot how nice this was, ya know. Spending our nights just talking about anything." Your statement makes Harry hum in agreement.

"I think we both needed to grow up a bit first, and I can think of a way to show you how much I’ve grown."

"Wow, we get along for about half an hour and suddenly he’s Mr. Confident" you say while leaning your left arm on the rail to face him and he copies

"Hmm, I’d say I’ve been confident for a while." That’s not the reply you were expecting. "You don’t want to congratulate me, darling?" He lifts his forearm off the railing to lightly trail his fingers along your arm.

"I think I already said congratulations to you a few times but is this all you wanted when you asked for a clean start?"

"Not necessarily I really did really miss having you around, but it could be a bonus." You felt like you couldn’t move from your spot. "By the way, you look stunning tonight, Love."

"Don’t make me regret this, Harry." He understood what you meant as you both lent in for a kiss, one of his hands coming up to hold your face as the other arm wrapped around your waist, and right then, any concern you had about this moment left. You didn’t understand why, but it felt right to share this moment with him. One of your arms went up to rest around his neck as the other hand came to rest on his chest. The hand that was supporting your face then traced your jawline and chin, using his forefinger to lift your head up further as the kiss deepened.

Eventually, he pulled away quickly, using his mouth to press kisses along your jaw and down your neck.

"You really want this?" He asked, and you tried to lean forward to give your answer to him, but he just moved back again. "Use your words." He clearly wasn’t happy with the silence as his lips came back to your neck, leaving a hickey.

"Fine, yes. I want this."

"Good Girl." That was new and you weren’t disappointed with it. He went around and said some brief goodbyes to some of the crew while you made a silent getaway, so the girls couldn’t convince you to stay. You went down the elevator and called for an Uber, where a few minutes later, Harry joined you. The ride back to the hotel was pretty quiet. Neither of you knew what to say, but luckily the hotel wasn’t too far. The same vibe continued as the two of you entered the hotel lift. Harry was eyeing you up while you were still trying to comprehend what was happening. Soon after, the doors opened, and you had his arm around your waist, guiding you to the room, not letting go of you until he held the door open.

"Do you need anything? A drink?" You accepted a glass of water as your mouth had gone dry from how nervous you were feeling. "I’m only going to ask once more" causing you to look up. "Are you sure you want this?" You nodded, but he wasn't satisfied with your response. "You’re not very good with manners, are you? I need you to use your words." You roll your eyes before deciding to give him attitude.

"Yes Harry, you have my full consent. I want to have sex." You say it in a monotone voice. The whole thing makes him huff out a laugh before stepping closer and holding your cheeks with one hand with just enough pressure for your lips to form a pout.

"Always so blunt. Might just need to fuck that attitude out of you though." His grip loosened, and he moved his hand to the side of your neck, thumb stroking your cheek. “You can tap out whenever you need." His hand moved from your face to your shoulder, then down your arm until your hands were joined. He led you towards the bedroom and sat on the edge of the bed, leaving you standing.

"Strip for me" he says, his eyes slowly tracing your body. You slowly move your hands to the hem of your shirt and pull it off, then to your trousers, discarding them on top of your shirt. Looking back over at him, he raises an eyebrow, telling you to continue. You follow orders, making sure to keep it just slow enough to slightly tease him. Looking at him again, he untied his tie, tossed it to the head of the bed, and undid the buttons at his wrists, allowing him to roll his sleeves up to his elbows.

"Come here" you make you way over to him. He grabs you by the waist and pulls you onto his lap, with your legs either side of his and pulls you into a deep kiss. Feeling his large hands slowly move along your back and to your hips, slowly rocking them, You were settling into the rhythm when his hand suddenly came down to spank you, making you jolt in surprise.

"That’s for avoiding me" then again, "That is for making me wait." He looked at you, reading your expression, before he gave you another one "And that is so you remember to be good for me tonight."

"I don’t think you get to decide-" as another slap surprises you.

"Where are your manners, darling?"

"Sorry" you say quickly, not wanting more punishment.

"Hmm, that’s what I thought" giving you a soft kiss. You grind against him trying to show him what you want as your fingers come to his belt to undo it. "Not yet. get up." You rise from his lap. One of his hands come to rest on your waist for a brief period before softly trailing his fingertips along your skin till his hand was between your thighs, running one finger through your arousal. "So wet for me already" he said with a smirk as he lifted that finger to his mouth, sticking his tongue out and licking it.

He then stands up and walks to the head of the bed where he threw his tie earlier before telling you to lay down. He towered over you as he attached your wrists to the headboard. It was a silky tie, but he tightened it just enough for it to feel almost rough. His eyes then looked up and down your body and he brought two fingers to your mouth wanting you to suck on them which you happily did while making eye contact until your eyes went lower.

"Not so innocent, are you? Thinking about my cock in your mouth instead." He removed his fingers and moved, so he is now on the bed holding himself above you and bringing his fingers down starting by slowly circling your clit before moving them to your entrance. Sliding in one finger, checking that everything was fine, then sliding in the other.You gasp at the feeling, as when you’re on set you have limited time, so you’re normally stuck trying to please yourself. As he began to move them, you let out a moan, which let Harry know he was making you feel good.

"Oh God please, faster" He continues to finger you faster as he moves down, leaving soft kisses along your torso as he moves between your legs, then, without warning, he licks a strip from where his fingers are, causing you to jolt, before focusing all of his attention on pleasing you in two ways.Your eyes were screwed shut and your mouth was open letting out multiple different curse words. He was getting you used to this sensation before tensing his tongue and solely focusing on your clit.

You can feel the overwhelming need to cum and you know that Harry knows as you look down at him and he’s already looking back up at you with a gaze full of warning not to even think about it. Your thighs start to tighten around his head when he suddenly removes himself from you.

"Such a good girl." He says while you start to come down. You shook your head, already feeling slightly dizzy. Only a few words of complaint leave your mouth before you get cut off "You want me to stop?"

"No, please don’t."

"So good for me." His fingers and tongue started once more at a slow pace, letting you adjust before you let out a whine. He looks up at you "What’s wrong, darling?"

"More... please" A grin spread across his face as he returned to his previous position. He wasted little time picking up the pace causing you to cry out his name. Eventually, he was back up to the pace he was previously at as tears started to fill your eyes from the overwhelming feeling. You lifted your head to try to watch him and, as it was becoming too much, you began to move your hips, almost like you were trying to squirm away, but his spare hand came across your hips to centre you.

Your head dropped back down as you quite literally screamed his name, forcing your eyes shut, allowing the few built-up tears to fall down your face. He steadily slowed his movements before pulling away to look at you, hands tied, legs shaking. "Shh, love, it’s okay. Wanna clean my fingers?" He questions as he brings them to your lips for the second time, and you willingly accept them. After a short period, he removes them and lifts himself back up to your level, untying you.

"Do you need a break?" You don’t reply. You only bring one hand around his neck to pull him in for another kiss as your other hand comes up to start trying to unbutton his shirt. He holds himself up with one arm, helping you take his shirt off, and when the material is finally opened, you take both hands and run them along his chest. He gets up and you pout at him. "Don’t look so disappointed" he says pulling you up from the bed. "I want to be inside of you."

He spins you around, giving you a small nudge towards the bed, so you do what you suspect he wants and crawl onto the bed, hearing the sound of a zipper behind you. Taking a look over your shoulder, you see him removing his pants and underwear. He takes a step closer and places one of his hands on the upper half of your back, applying enough pressure to make your face press into the quilt.

Then you feel him line up at your entrance and slowly push in feeling as if the air had been knocked out of your lungs, and you hear him softly grunt as he fully enters you. Pulling back out slowly as he whispers about how good you feel and that it’s like you were made for him. You can only mumble a please back, and he begins to build a rhythm without another second of waiting.Your hands balling up the bedsheets.

"You like that?" You can’t even reply anymore, so distracted by how he feels.

"Harry, give me more," you say, not knowing what else he could give you until you feel his hand slide around your neck, pulling you against his chest and causing you to cry out in surprise at the new angle. His name falls from your mouth again and again.

"My name coming from your mouth sounds so good." Grabbing your jaw and roughly turning your head for another kiss, he could feel that you were about to snap, so his hand went back to your neck as you screamed at the feeling that Harry had just given you. You felt your vision start to go spotty as you clenched around him. He stopped moving his hips to let you continue at your own pace as your hips were still moving back and forth, trying to calm yourself down, when his hand reached for your hair, brushing his fingers through it as he pulled out.

He gently turns you so you’re on your back, gently sliding himself back in to finish inside of you. By now you were so worn out that you could only lay there and mumble his name as he slowly and deeply used you. You could tell when he was about to cum from the involuntary reactions his body had, the way his jaw clenched tightly, his hands tightened on your thighs and the tensing made his abs even more prominent.

He held you closer than he ever had before as he finished, soft groans filling the room before he pulled out and fell onto the bed next to you.

"That was—" you were unable to finish the sentence. Both just laying down for a minute while soaking in the moment.

"I’ll be back in a minute." He said this as he walked towards the bathroom, leaving you alone with your thoughts. You were honestly now mad that you had been avoiding him, realising you could’ve had this sooner. He walked back towards the bed, pulling you into an upright position. "C’mon"

"Can you let me stay in until I get an uber?" causing his face to scrunch up.

"Woah no. That’s not what I-come for a bath." You giggled to yourself, feeling a bit stupid because you thought he was going to kick you out. He carried you to the bathroom and placed you in the bath before sliding in behind you, letting you rest against him. "Don’t worry darling, I’m not going anywhere! And I hope you don’t plan to either"

#harry styles smut #harry styles #dunkirk harry

[corvids-core-sys]

screw it, we have some tags we might as well list them will be updated over time [ayor] = proceed at your own risk shiri(shi:) - #shiriken (may appear on other blogs we interact with) #shirikry (my quarantine for my mental illnesses, im traumatized) [ayor] bdubs(none) - #cryingmoss (traumatized last life bdubs who probably has OLD) [ayor] cat train/wilbur(ct:) - #cat on da train (this is a wilbur dreamtive factive who mostly talks to his friends and shitposts) [safe] maindave(d:) #davedakin (uhhhhhh i know he has vague nsfw'd on insta before but idk about here, really old frequent fronter from around when we thought we where kingenic still hence the being a kin, he isnt tho) [safe????] our core w/ too many das(and signoffs) - #ingramwings (base tag for ingram no matter the state) (they might add da tags) [safeeee???] roxy(ro:) - #roxytonic (i think she just vibes tbh) [probably safe] mono(mn:) - #your monogisty (traumatized child who led a gang of homeless kids, he is p fun to talk to) [safe] ash(ash:) - #ashallyart (she is traumatized and bisexual idk what to tell you) [safe iirc] ttango(ttt:) #mistewteknight (they are so so violently gay they literally married one of their partners thought their ask box iirc) [safe adjacent i think] redd(rd:) - #rdhandedafullhouse (depressed gay rich kid, he is literally what it says on the box. mildly prone to impulsively trauma dumping while wanting to build up walls so thick he could survive the apocalypse along with all his nearly lined up bottles of feelings [safe?????] matilda(mati:) #matihoney (she is matilda, like from the movie adaptation of the kids book about terrible parents, she is chill) [safe] gir(gir:) - #gir notzim (again, what the box says, so many of our older introjs are very compliant) [safe] Vriska(unknown) - #vriskabite (careful, she is a vriska<3jhon/lh) [safe adjacent i think] ds dirk(dsd:) - #doushdirk (from a long abandoned and deleted and revamped as non hs, and then abandoned again au from insta, trauma go brr) [safe] dell(de:) - #delldagirl (trans fem beta strider kid, trauma™, gets onto fights with maindave like a petulant little sister) [safe????] rose(tt:) - (i cant find her tag T-T, in a subsystem with another rose(roseA) [ayor, verbally dismantles fakeclaimers in our ask box] scarlett(pg:) - #scarlett.text.ca (textposts) [ayor. some of them have discourse but i tag those thourally] #scarlett.reblog.ca (reblogs) sols/solsy(sy:) - #solsisposting (general tag for factive sols) [ayor tw alcoholic] doly(dl:) - #dolythedisgrace (mentally ill quarantine and vent tag) [ayor] MISC #the deformit system - our old system name but mostly been replaced or removed only on rb convos we dont have the energy to go through. #ask the deformit system - our old askbox tag we aslo havent gone tough and fixed/removed

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[sunskate]

KanaDai getting 108 in the FD with a double fall in their choreo lift - I thought 🇯🇵 Nats had the reputation of scoring harshly compared to other Nats😅

108 is what they also got at the inflated Denis Ten Challenger 2 months ago. This today would have been a lot higher without the falls - the judges wanted to give it to them - +4 GOE for a (wobbly) straight line lift, +3s for one foot steps where he got level 1. i like them, they had my favorite RD last season. but this is a bit😬

i wonder if KoKo is resigned to being #2 in Japan - the writing's been on the wall for a while, and they haven't been able to make enough of a case for themselves to overcome both KanaDai progressing and gaining political support

[petalsmooth]

Look...far as I’m concerned the exclusivity of the Met Gala no longer exists. Maybe re-establish this year (remains to be seen) but I just don’t consider it a huge deal like it was Cole’s first year. The showing he went to for the private Italy line debut was exclusive. That was a big deal. This...isn’t. Not unless can repair the damage of last few year’s and given several celebrities are  still not on vaccinated list, it’s going to be a bit harder to fill. Hence imo the inducement to ride the Bridgerton fashion trend and feel pretty to try and get more A celebs to come out.

I won’t say I wouldn’t like pictures of Cole and if Ari were there even better, I will. But trolls need to understand I am not going to be impressed if someone else on RD can got an invite. Not unless it’s wall to wall A list with only a few up and comers like it used to be instead of desperately trying to find bodies to fill the empty seats.

[hometoursandotherstuff]

In order to appreciate the features of this unique 1984 contemporary in Bowling Green, Ohio, we must try to look past the blinding white. 3bds, 3.5ba, $1.45M.

The sunken living room certainly gets a lot of light.

The sitting area is flanked by twin fireplaces and a view of the garden and aqueduct in the distance.

Bringing the outdoors in by lining the living room with live planted trees.

Dining room lighting gives a cozy ambiance before the fireplace with a view of the lines of trees in the courtyard.

Beautiful library, also with a fireplace and view of the trees.

The kitchen is blindingly, boringly white, but has a sitting area with a fireplace. It is in dire need of at least a colorful backsplash and a mural, paint, or something. Even the sink is one piece, molded into the white counter.

The sitting area in front of the kitchen has colored furniture, but it's not enough.

The current owners have the primary bedroom set up with separate beds and built-in floating night tables.

The only color in this room is actually out the window. If you want one bed, those night tables have to go, and it needs at least a focal wall.

The en-suite has a sunken tub facing the outdoors - Hello! At least it has a rail to hold onto, but the faucets are a little far away if you want to add more hot water or something.

I guess clothing would give the closet some much-needed color.

Next to the closet is a home office. Paint that wall, put up a corkboard, anything.

What is it with these double beds built into the walls? At least this room is painted gray to emphasize the curved ceiling.

The shower is unusually narrow, isn't it? I think I would have to go in sideways.

The 3rd bedroom also has a curved ceiling.

They skimped on the washer & dryer- knobs, not digital.

Patio behind the house, no pool. (Now, I'm beginning to sound like someone on House Hunters.)

I like this courtyard area.

Plenty of land, though, 7.84 acres.

#contemporary homes #houses #house tours #home tour #modern architecture

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Four-Bedroom Townhomes in San Antonio

When it comes to college student housing options, getting four-bedroom townhomes in San Antonio is the best choice for some. Getting four-bedroom townhomes can be an affordable and spacious choice for those students who are willing to live with roommates. Sharing the rent between four or more students can make this option more financially feasible, especially in sought-after areas close to campus. In addition to affordability, four-bedroom townhomes offer better amenities, especially at Villas at College Park. With four bedrooms, students can have their own private space and potentially even a dedicated study area. However, living with multiple roommates may not be ideal for everyone, so it's important to weigh the pros and cons before deciding. However, if you've made up your mind, visit the Villas at College Park. 

San Antonio, TX, Thriving Arts Scene

San Antonio boasts a thriving arts scene, with museums, theaters, and art galleries offering various cultural experiences. One of the most popular sports in the area is the San Antonio River Walk, with walkways along the river and lined shops, restaurants, and public art installations. The city enjoys a warm subtropical climate with mild winters and hot summers, perfect for year-round outdoor activities such as swimming, biking, hiking, and nature exploration. San Antonio is also close to the Texas Hill Country, which offers rolling hills, wineries, and outdoor activities for easy weekend getaways. The city is also known for its friendly and welcoming atmosphere, diverse culinary scene, and family-friendly environment.

Brackenridge Park

Brackenridge Park, located in San Antonio, Texas, is a historical landmark that covers over 343 acres of land. This park is the oldest and most prominent in the area, providing visitors with various activities and attractions suitable for people of different ages and interests. A major attraction within the park is the zoo, home to over 3,500 animals that represent over 750 species from around the globe. Moreover, visitors can explore the beautiful Japanese-style gardens, koi ponds, waterfalls, and traditional pagodas at the Japanese Tea Garden, also known as Sunken Gardens. The park also offers walking, jogging, biking trails, a lake, paddleboat rentals, and a historic outdoor amphitheater. 

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Neighbors in northwest San Antonio are concerned about a partially collapsed retaining wall near Cedar Creek Golf Course. The Bexar County Fire Marshall is monitoring the area for safety. The neighbor, who lives across the canyon from the collapse, said that everyone in the area knew something was amiss and that the collapse appeared to have happened all at once. The hole in the southern wall is nothing compared to collapse damage affecting the entry ramp of the complex. The neighbor believes the hole in the ground is due to the porous limestone, which is not adequately drained. The hole in the southern wall is not the first failure in the northwest-side area, and the residents wonder what steps are being taken to address the danger before it worsens.

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Brackenridge Park 3700 N St Mary's St, San Antonio, TX 78209, United States Get on US-281 N from Broadway and E Hildebrand Ave 5 min (1.6 mi) Continue on US-281 N. Take I-410 W and I-10 W/US-87 N to Frontage Rd. Take exit 557 from I-10 W/US-87 N 13 min (13.5 mi) Take UTSA Boulevard to Casina Run 7 min (3.4 mi) Villas at College Park 7507 Casina Run, San Antonio, TX 78249, United States

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the convolutions of the trench are thick with the dead and dying and the unfortunate living as occasional bullets spark off the parapets and there a man walks, tall enough he's hunched over and tilted slightly to a diagonal angle to pass through the trench walls without making contact on the wooden or metallic sides. to be a big man who survives in the trenches for long is a sign of good luck and many men pat the emblems and fetishes hanging from the sides of his armor, and he grunts and waves a hand at them as he passes. the disconfirmed deaths of every living man there make their enemy all the more alien and ugly to them. men cling to life, not death. but these men, here on the front, where it is slow and agonizing, cling to their weapons; great rifles, shotguns, carbines and semi-automatics. one of the snipers is oiling and praying to his adjustment scopes, fixing the long gun, and the big man notes how much ammunition he has as he walks past, just in case. 

some new sergeant-at-arms is handing out rifles to the poor new commissions and he nods to the big man, recognizing his importance to morale and the other men. the gunchief, Hanotaux, is handing out wardrugs and combat stims with ceremonial solemnity. the big man guesses Hanotaux could make loading a gun seem like a sacrament, and perhaps it is, here in the trenches. you need a pick-up, Sob? asks Hanotaux, and Sob Turner, the big man, waves his hand at him too. Sob is not very interested in talking, yet. he does one round of the traverses and entrenchments every morning after reveille, looking for breaks in the line, unmirrored corpses, and traps left behind by sappers. he knows their enemy likes to make the occasional rush during the changing of the guard, and he likes to keep an eye on spotters and watchers alike. Sob doesn't miss the details, which is instinctual and instant to himself, like right now, seeing a spotter's eyes go wide, his gun coming off his shoulder and about, shouting to the other men, even before the spotter spits out corpseprophet and the men rush to the parapet line, facing the front, and see it hovering there -- a coffin etched in grotesque symbols and dripping befoulments and right behind it, wights in uniform and some in armor, all of them with the bizarre helm of their leaders, armed, opening fire as the men's heads come up. fire is exchange and the cannons and artillery go off and the snipers begin aiming for the corpseprophet, in the hopes of shattering the RD field it generates. the twenty-five pounders begin going off and it sounds like metal screaming and Sob watches giant holes generate themselves in the ground, throwing rictus-grin enemies left and right, leaving them to crawl in dismembered fashion towards the trenches. Sob shoots at a decaying man in an officer's uniform and feels the savage gratification of watching a head explode into red and black rattling nothingness, shattered teeth and bone exploding in a halo beneath the officer's hat. someone needs to take out that RDT field or the corpseprophet will keep the unholy legion advancing on them going, even if it's just grasping hands and groaning torsos. Sob clutches his gun and thinks about the sniper praying to his scope. 

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aboard the great cruiser ISN-07V Theonabaptist, a specialist is unloaded from the cryo-racks and brought to the insertion team. the two revivalist techs are arguing to themselves, as they always do.

the end goal of evolution is an intellectual end, not a spiritual one. we'll find ourselves more and more aware of a larger universe and more of the cosmos. understanding is the key to knowledge.

we're fighting a war against fucking reanimated corpses, the other one says, and you don't think there's a spiritual occasion to it?

they're reanimated by technological means. it's a resurrection of the flesh via reanimation techniques and advanced RDT field manipulation, not some sort of spiritual return from beyond.

the fact they call all the reanimations prophets and messiahs and the like, you think it's just coincidental, then?

they look at the man they are reviving, and his personal information, and the technological one sighs.

he's not going to like this. he's abjured. won't be able to make the surface transition as is.

the spiritual one activates a series of panels, and shuffles something out of a drawer. go on with it then. he won't be mad at us, he'll be mad at whoever he wakes up with.

the technological man cocks the pistol he was handed and puts it to the sleeping, frozen man's temple.

if there something beyond, and we call them back like this, I hope to fuck whatever there is out there understands we're doing this because there's a war on, not just for the sick fucking thrill of it.

the spiritual man nods, and the technological man pulls the trigger.

the stench of gunpowder, and something even deeper.

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Inspiring kitchen remodeling trends around you

Nothing adds more charm and value to your home than a beautifully remodeled kitchen. Whether you're simply refreshing your décor or launching a complete overhaul, it's important to approach this project with careful thought, an eye for detail, and passion. In this article, we will go on some inspiring journeys about kitchen remodeling near me and explore valuable insights tied to kitchen, bathroom, and home remodeling.

Kitchen remodeling as a transformative journey

Kitchen remodeling can transform not just the aesthetics but also the functionality and overall ambiance of your space. It involves several components - making space for new appliances, choosing countertops that suit your style yet meet practical needs, planning the right lighting arrangement, etc. Each aspect is an opportunity to personalize your kitchen in line with your lifestyle requirements and preferences.

How bathroom remodeling enhances home interiors 

You may wonder how bathroom remodeling near me fits into this picture. Modern homeowners understand that bathrooms should no longer be after-thoughts but integral parts of their home’s aesthetic appeal. Well-designed bathrooms can be relaxing retreats within your house while adding significant value when it comes time to sell. Bathroom remodels could involve installing sleek fixtures, incorporating energy-efficient designs, or even enclosing a free-standing tub for creating a personal spa at home!

Enriching homes through comprehensive remodeling practices

A house becomes a home when it mirrors the personalities of those who reside in it. Home remodeling offers an incredible opportunity for homeowners to tailor their living spaces as per their evolving tastes and needs over time. You may consider repainting walls with trendy hues, swapping dated fixtures with stylish ones, or transforming unused corners into functional areas.

Homeowners seeking professional help often turn to local experts in their quest to find services related to home remodeling nearby. They present proficient solutions varying from minor tweaks aiming at freshening up interiors to comprehensive overhauls reimagining entire spaces.

Embrace the local remodeling scene

One of the most encouraging trends that have emerged in recent years is homeowners opting for local kitchen remodelers. These locals have intrinsic knowledge about architecture and design preferences within the community. They often source their materials from nearby suppliers, enhancing the community's economy while delivering personalized service to their clients.

Reimagining future kitchen trends

Technological advancements are driving innovative changes; hence it’s exciting to consider what the future may hold for kitchen remodeling. Concepts like smart kitchens, sustainable designs, innovations in storage systems, and advanced appliances are slowly permeating trending designs today. As we embrace these enhancements, we improve our living experience and drastically save time spent on mundane tasks.

In conclusion, home improvement goes beyond just sprucing up your personal space; it also increases your property value and enhances your lifestyle quality. It's thrilling how the mere act of searching kitchen remodeling near me can lead us down a path of creativity and innovative ideas that result not just in an aesthetically pleasing home but also a more comfortable one.

Whether you're focused on revamping your kitchen or considering more extensive home remodeling near me, options abound to create spaces that resonate with your unique tastes while reflecting new-age design philosophies! Always remember – each house has its own story – make yours a compelling one through thoughtful remodeling!

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Signs Your Roof Needs Immediate Repair

When it comes to maintaining the integrity of your home, few things are as crucial as the condition of your roof. Your roof is not just a mere covering; it's your first line of defense against the elements. From protecting your family and belongings to maintaining the structural integrity of your home, a well-maintained roof is paramount. However, roofs, like any other component of your house, are subject to wear and tear over time. Understanding the signs that indicate your roof needs immediate repair can save you from costly repairs down the line.

Leaks and Water Damage

One of the most obvious signs that your roof requires immediate attention is the presence of leaks or water damage. Water stains on your ceiling or walls, dampness in your attic, or visible water dripping from the ceiling are all indicators of a compromised roof. Ignoring these signs can lead to extensive water damage to your home's interior, including structural issues and mold growth.

Missing or Damaged Shingles

Inspecting your roof regularly for missing or damaged shingles is essential for maintaining its integrity. Loose or curling shingles, cracks, or bald spots indicate that your roof may be vulnerable to leaks and water damage. Addressing these issues promptly can prevent further damage and extend the lifespan of your roof.

Sagging or Drooping Roof

A sagging or drooping roof is a serious issue that requires immediate attention from a professional roof leak repair. Sagging can be caused by a variety of factors, including structural damage, excessive weight from snow or debris, or rotting roof decking. Ignoring a sagging roof can lead to catastrophic failure and pose a significant safety risk to you and your family.

Granules in Gutters

Inspecting your gutters for an accumulation of granules from your shingles can provide valuable insight into the health of your roof. Excessive granule loss indicates that your shingles are deteriorating and may need to be replaced. Granule loss can accelerate the aging process of your roof and leave it vulnerable to leaks and water damage.

Daylight Through the Roof

If you can see daylight filtering through your roof, it's a clear sign that your roof is in need of immediate repair. Gaps or holes in your roof can allow water to penetrate your home, leading to extensive damage. Promptly addressing these issues can prevent further deterioration and protect your home's interior.

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Best IVF Centre in Lucknow -Apollomedics

Discover the essential insights into Adenomyosis with this informative video brought to you by Apollomedics Hospital Lucknow, famous for its commitment to women's health and the best IVF facility center in Lucknow.

Adenomyosis is a medical condition that involves the abnormal growth of tissue in the uterus, specifically the endometrial tissue that typically lines the uterus. Unlike endometriosis, where tissue grows outside the uterus, Adenomyosis causes the tissue to break through the uterine wall, leading to discomfort and potential fertility challenges.

In this video, our expert healthcare professionals at Apollomedics Hospital Lucknow provide a concise explanation of Adenomyosis, its symptoms, and its impact on women's reproductive health. Gain a deeper understanding of how Adenomyosis may manifest, the potential risks associated with the condition, and the available treatment options.

As the best IVF facility center in Lucknow, Apollomedics Hospital is committed to empowering individuals with knowledge about their reproductive health. Watch this video to equip yourself with valuable information about Adenomyosis and take the first step towards informed healthcare decisions.

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