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cutpricewall · 2 years

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Wallpaper Shop Crewe

Cut Price Wallpaper offers a wide range of wallpapers for home and office interiors at affordable prices. We have a variety of colours and textures on offer, and you can choose from our standard, paintable or designer range according to your needs and budget. Visit our website to shop by brand or category.

visit:- https://www.cutpricewallpaper.co.uk/

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melhive · 8 months

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✨STORES OPEN! ✨

Would you like a new frame for your walls? Maybe a new wallpaper for your phone? Oh, some other nice printed products, you say? But it has to be DaiSuga? I got you covered!

🐝 INPRNT STORE : High quality prints, canvases and frames!

🍯 KO-FI SHOP : Phone and desktop wallpapers!

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marlowedobbeart · 10 months

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Just put up a wallpaper pack for sale on itch if anyone's interested in sprucing up their phones or tablets! All profits from the pack will be donated to Maui Strong. It is a minimum purchase of $3 for the whole pack, and a suggested purchase of $10 :)) Any amount you can pay is appreciated! Buy some cool art AND donate to an important cause all at the same time! marlowedobbe.itch.io/wallpa...

https://marlowedobbe.itch.io/wallpapers

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shadelostwolf · 1 year

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Halloween desktop and cell phone wallpapers project that I made this past Halloween.

Playing catch up on art I’ve already posted on other sites.

Etsy - Ko-Fi - Patreon

#my art #Halloween #Halloween 2022 #cats #black cats #cell phone wallpaper #desktop wallpaper #digital art #Digital Illustration #digital aritst #store stuff #online store items #spooky season #spoopy #spooky

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hellodesigner2501i · 2 months

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Here is some more of my home made posters. All posters are made from 260gsm Photo Paper.

#creative #design #procreate #digital art #doodles #independent #ipadpro #bright colours #happy #photo paper #online store #homemade #wall art #wallpaper #redbubble posters #posters

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riyadillustration · 3 months

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|| INSTANT DOWNLOAD || >> visit my Ko-fi SHOP now

Cute & cozy 2x digital mobile wallpapers of ladybug and beaver

**You'll receive 2x digital JPG illustrations

CLICK HERE to Download now this cute piece.

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thesavvydecorator · 10 months

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Why You Should Consider Buying Wallpaper from an Online Store

Are you tired of staring at the same old bare walls in your home? Looking to add a touch of personality and style to your space? Well, look no further! Buy wallpaper borders online from an online store might just be the solution you've been searching for. With a wide range of options available and the convenience of shopping from the comfort of your own home, it's no wonder that more and more people are turning to online stores for their wallpaper needs. In this blog post, we'll explore how to buy wallpaper from an online store, discuss the different types available, and provide tips on choosing the right store for all your decor desires.

How to buy wallpaper from an online store

When it comes to buying wallpaper from an online store, the process is incredibly simple and convenient. Gone are the days of traveling from store to store, flipping through countless sample books, and trying to imagine how a particular pattern or color will look in your space. With just a few clicks of your mouse or taps on your phone screen, you can browse through a vast array of options right at your fingertips.

Once you've found the perfect online store, take some time to explore their website and familiarize yourself with their ordering process. Most stores will have user-friendly interfaces where you can easily search for specific patterns or filter by color or style preferences.

What are the different types of wallpapers available online?

When it comes to choosing wallpaper for your home, the options available online are endless! Online stores offer a wide variety of wallpapers to suit every style and preference. Whether you're looking for something classic, modern, or quirky, there's sure to be a design that catches your eye.

One popular type of wallpaper is peel and stick. This self-adhesive option is perfect for those who want a quick and easy way to update their walls. It can be easily applied and removed without damaging the surface underneath. Plus, it comes in a range of patterns and colors to suit any taste.

How to choose the right online store for wallpaper?

When it comes to choosing the right online store for wallpaper, there are a few key factors to consider. Make sure the store has a wide selection of wallpapers to choose from, including different styles, patterns, and colors. This will ensure that you can find the perfect wallpaper to suit your taste and decor preferences.

Look for an online store that offers detailed product descriptions and images. Being able to see high-quality images of the wallpaper will give you a better idea of how it will look in your space. thorough product descriptions should include information about the material used, dimensions, and any installation instructions or requirements.

Take some time to read customer reviews and ratings for both the specific wallpaper designs you are interested in as well as the overall shopping experience with the Order wallpaper online. Hearing from other customers who have purchased from that particular store can provide valuable insights into their reliability, customer service quality, and satisfaction with their purchases.

#Discount wallpaper store online #Order wallpaper online

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decofurnity · 1 year

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Theme: Animal

Style: Retro and Nostalgic/ Old Furniture

Material: kraft

#3d wallpaper #wallpaper #mounteddinosaur #allart #home decoration #home decor stores #wall clock online

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reachdecor · 2 years

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Online Wallpaper Store in India - Reach Decor

Designer Online Wallpaper Store in India. The best price on Digital Wallpaper Designs. Wallpapers are available at a low cost. Textured Wallpapers, Designer Wallpapers for Walls, Wall Decor Design Ideas, Sponge Washable Canvas Painting Images and Wall Art Photo Wallpaper Murals for Decoration on Canvas Wall Poster Prints, Digital Photo Frames for Interior Home Décor, Living Room, Bedroom, Corporate Offices Reach Decor Wall Pictures and Photo Frame Collection in India - Wallpaper Online Store Get the best deal on wallpapers and photo frames during the festival sale.

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camouflagemania · 2 years

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This design is available on more than 80 products (discount included).

#redbubble #shopping #discounts #online store #wooden #pattern #leaves #branches #texture #wallpaper #background #fashion #art #design #illustration #aesthetic #artwork #midjourney

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shadelostwolf · 2 years

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I currently have a deal on my Etsy for thanksgiving week. I have wallpapers for desktops and cell phones. There are some below the line! I have more available on my Etsy. And if you don’t want to spend money there you can take a look at my Ko-fi.

Each image is 1920 x 1080 and 640 x 1080 at it’s original sizes.

Etsy - Ko-fi

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home-decortion · 2 years

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Buy Online Top Nature & Wildlife Wall Frames Store In Mumbai - Space Of Joy

Browse & Store our range awesome Nature & Fauna wallpaper. Buy the latest Nature & Fauna themed wallpapers from online wallpaper store in mumbai. Visit Us Today!

More Info: https://myspaceofjoy.com/product-category/wall-coverings/nature-fauna/

#Nature & Fauna wallpaper #home decor #online wallpaper store in mumbai

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ceilidho · 8 months

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prompt: (loosely based on Brahms from The Boy) you buy a house. you start to suspect you're not alone in it. [PART 1] tw: death of a parent, someone living in your house

Lightness; there were cracks in the floorboards and light glittering up from beneath them, which is what you first notice about the house.

It would be poetic if it meant anything. Instead, you are forced to pry the planks of wood out one by one at dawn when your fingers are trembling with exhaustion and your clipped nails throb—and, of course, there’s nothing remarkable beneath where the light shines through.

A piece of glass from a picture frame—all right, so you wonder how a piece of glass the size and width of your hand gets caught beneath the floor with the ashes of the photo once held behind it, but it’s half-six o’clock and you’re still yawning from the long drive the day before—catches a glint of light, and, well, you sigh at the blood welling over your nails from having pried off the floorboards with your bare hands.

You’ll replace the boards later. Maybe bandage your hand.

It’s so quiet outside this early. Everything smells just as it should.

It had taken years of scrimping and saving, storing every nickel and penny away in your piggybank to buy your first house. The foreclosure process takes about ten months, every second during which your nails bite into your palms when you close your fists. Your entire life savings goes into the downpayment. It quite literally takes your bank account, holds it upside down, and shakes until every coin falls out.

It’s yours though. A house all to yourself after years of living in apartments—you’ve spent decades living out of a suitcase, your parents changing apartments every year almost, never settling in one place. Buying a house wasn’t a nice-to-have so much as a physical necessity for you.

It’s an old house—plenty of character, as the real estate lady charmingly describes it when you showed you the place. You don’t have the money quite yet to replace the old windows, repair the drywall, brick up the chimney that you won’t use, or change the flooring, but since it’s just you, you don’t mind taking your time. The previous owners hadn’t really kept the place up; there’s even a panel at the back of the closet in your room leading into the walls that needs to be replaced.

Later, when folding your clothes into new drawers that smell of new wood and old wood, you startle, thinking you’d packed your mother’s underwear along with your own; you thought you’d donated everything after she died. The thought is nauseating (a cold sweat breaks out) until you recognize the pattern on the blue cotton as your own and you crumple the fabric between your fingers for a second, dried blood and all.

Dawn is rising outside, emptying out the house until it’s just you and the fifteen pairs of underwear you’d packed days ago. Everything else is sitting out on the patio in cardboard boxes. When you finally get the rest out where it can breathe, morning has settled into midday.

When you finish putting your clothes away, you’re careful not to move for another few minutes until your hands stop shaking and your jaw unclenches. For breakfast, you fix up an omelet with spinach and a glass of cranberry juice. A friend calls not long later, but they mainly speak about their husband and how the living room will look once it was stripped of the gaudy floral wallpaper and repainted. Your friend hasn’t even seen the house yet, only pictures of the house from when you had searched it on Google Maps and tentatively held the idea glass-like in your head for several days.

Your friend says in a voice molasses thick, “I’ll visit as soon as you’re tucked in down there.” It makes you rub your nose against your sleeve.

The pictures online had been splotchy and dim, barely recognizable when held against the lightness of the house full-formed. Your friend had sent you off with cream and lilac paint swatches, wooden coasters, and a copy of Ulysses before you had packed up the last of your things into the back of your car and the sky had been aglow with sunset. A large sunset that dribbled down the horizon and slid all slippery smooth into twilight. Your friend’s face had been lovingly shadowed in their goodbye, the sort of shadow that cut her jaw just so, and made one seem so private and longing. Like an instance of specific longing.

It’s a good morning though, and you bite the inside of your cheek through the whole phone call, not stumbling over frequent ‘I love you’s and ‘I already miss you’s, but feeling like maybe you should. Anyway, your friend hangs up long before you know whether to carry those thoughts out.

Then it’s still again in your unfurnished little bedroom—in one corner, there’s a rolled up carpet and end table that you’d brought in earlier, but they sit there unaltered and you think that maybe later you’ll get around to doing something with them.

No one else calls while you eat breakfast, cutting the omelet into irregular triangles and putting enough hot sauce to make your eyes water. Which they do, but it’s good. After eating, you grab a mug out of one of the boxes on the patio to make a cup of instant coffee.

You fix the floorboards back after, nailing them back in place while sipping the lukewarm coffee that is still so, so good. So, so good to you because it’s early, so on one hand it’s comforting, habitually speaking, but also because the house is so new and old that sometimes you breathe in and feel lightheaded, or like your heart might tremble so violently that it’ll reduce itself to dust.

So, coffee is good. Keeps you steady on your feet when you’re climbing back up the stairs to lug more boxes into the bedroom. Boxes of books you didn’t want to unpack, so they sit under a beam of sunlight in front of the one window in the room and you sit yourself down next to it, curling your legs underneath you and resting your head against the box.

Strange, that the house is so warm when it’s nearly the end of October and it’s not like this city is all that different from the one you left. That the shard of glass you’d found beneath the floorboards could fill you with such a dizzying amount of melancholy (you still have it in the pocket of your sweater, which had deep pockets, deep pockets that apparently you use to carry around pieces of glass); again, though, the house is so warm and your bones are oozing out onto the carpet you unroll. Everything in you feels molten and fluid.

Your spirit roars into the light of this new town with its new air, its new terrain, its new immediacy. Stepping out into the street outside the house, you feel every nerve in your body tremble in the realization of this new sensory landscape. Your fingertips buzz—you could reach out and touch every surface you pass: the wood-grain of a park bench, the sleek chrome of a chain-link fence.

The town feels unreal in a sensuous way. When you go out to explore the town after unpacking the majority of your belongings, you can’t help being drawn down streets and up alleyways, eyes trailing over the russet bricked houses and hedges dotting the front lawns.

On the corner of a street, nearly three blocks from your house, there’s a café with houseplants almost spilling out of the door and windows; you duck inside and order a coffee and a bagel before tucking yourself into a corner by the window.

On the street across from the café, a woman in a yellow raincoat walks by.

“Drip coffee?”

You look up from your seat, startled almost by the voice, at a young man. He has a flare of freckles and an unsure smile.

“Yes, sorry,” you mumble, taking the mug from him and tucking yourself back against the window in almost the same moment.

To be sitting in plain daylight without company or a book or your phone out in front of you feels absurdly barren. Anyone might walk by and perceive the desperation that seems to pour off you. Even the few other occupants in the café are occupied with something or other, eyes pulled down to their tables or to someone sitting across from them.

For a spell, walking home in the daze of the possibility of new peace, you feel light; to be poised on the verge of new possibilities and peering out over the edge, cautiously but with a ray of hope. Even the air feels fresh.

The lightness, of course, cannot last long.

Days before you left, someone told you that it’s common to have nightmares in a new house. You prove them right on the first night.

In the wake of a bad dream, you pad into the kitchen, illuminated only by the moonlight, for a glass of water, reduced to only the silvering edges of your skin in the dark room.

Occasionally it happens that you dream of your mom, in her blue jeans and raincoat again, standing outside the old coffee house from back home. She always looks well rested, and that always stings somehow—it makes you feel like you’re unraveling, even in a dream. She never says anything to you or even looks your way, but you know that she knows you’re there, and that dawdling energy, obvious indifference, is all a measured hurt. You dream of your mom staring off into the red-gold distance, honey-gold herself, irreducible in this place.

Then, you wake up, panting and squeezing your eyes shut.

You pour yourself a glass of water, but the tears don’t stop, coming out of you like a divine flooding.

The two of you hadn’t been on speaking terms in the months before her death. In fact, you hadn’t even known she was dying. You remember you had an argument almost a year before, but for the life of you, you can’t remember what it was about. It was that inconsequential. That inconsequential and still she let it simmer and fester and didn’t bother to tell you that she was dying until it was too late.

You scrub your eyes with the back of your hand, smearing the salty tears across your skin. In the moonlight, your grief seemed inescapable, layered under the lowest level of your flesh. All the loneliness of lonely dwelling catching in your throat, bursting out like the last release of breath of a woman beneath the swell of a cresting wave. The moon is not a comfort; the sky rounded in with its indifference, wholly incapable of putting any sentiment to rest. You feel languid in this old grief.

Unable to bear being inside, you venture out onto the porch for a bit, closing only the screen door behind you. There’s a single light still on in your bedroom, the house otherwise dark. You sit in the cool breeze until your tears dry.

There is something entirely relaxing about watching a breeze push all of the trees to one side—like the world moves with one breath, one thought. Back when you lived in the city, you hadn’t lived in such close proximity to nature, used to the concrete landscape. In the city, everything seemed to exist at opposing speeds and modes of existence—everything perpetually at odds.

You stare out into the street and drink your water, leisurely pacing around your front lawn. Just taking in the feeling of being settled for once. It’s a safe neighborhood. It’s an old house, a real fixer upper, but it’s a neighborhood where you can just walk around at night.

It takes a while to unwind, to shake off the nightmare. You know it finally has when a yawn forces its way out of you and your eyes water again, from exhaustion this time. Draining your glass, you turn around to make your way back inside. You pause. Your foot hovers in place.

Then, in the shadowy depths of your house, you think you see something move again.

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bluejayblueskies · 30 days

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Aftershocks | knifemartin

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Another favorite Rusty Quill Gaming fic of mine--Aftershocks by @knifemartin! I was absolutely blown away by the worldbuilding, the varying relationships and their different forms of love and intimacy, and the clear and vivid visuals throughout. I have been craving Zolf, Wilde, and Sasha living together as a happy little family ever since I finished it, and I think often about the scene where Zolf discovers that Wilde is an angel. The various visuals in the story definitely inspired this bind--in particular, the gold and white of Wilde's former and current wings and the wings themselves.

This is another book that makes use of the new things I learned during Renegade's February binderary event. It also uses double-core endbands, has trimmed (and splattered) edges, and uses a chapter header motif that I've seen floating around in bookbinding spaces occasionally and that I've been wanting to implement in some of my own binds! I was also able to finally make use of the white fibrous paper with gold squares stamped onto it (for the half-title page) and the gold fabric-like paper (for the endpapers), both of which I've had in my paper horde for ages.

And, of course, my favorite part of this bind--the wings on the covers! I found a tutorial online for an angel wing wall decoration, scaled it down, and cut out all the feathers using my Silhouette and a white fabric/paper roll I picked up at a used craft store (I think it's wallpaper, but I'm not quite sure!). Then, I glued all the feathers down to a base before gluing the wings themselves to the covers. I really like the 3D effect I got by not gluing down the tips of the feathers, and I think they feel really nice to the touch! I had a very strong vision for this book, and being able to realize it so cleanly was so so much fun.

#rusty quill gaming #rqg #fanbinding #bookbinding #jay's bound books

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