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rainbowpainting1 · 6 months ago

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x-finityconstruction24 · 2 years ago

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tobin-heaths · 5 years ago

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Second family

request: Can you do something with Krashlyn being readers team moms and being like over protective and stuff maybe?

pairing: Krashlyn x Reader

words: 1146

It hasn't been easy but you did it, winning against North Carolina with a solid score of 2:0 for your team, Orlando; you could be extremely proud.

It was a hella piece of work, your whole body covered in a waterfall of grass and sweat. You felt super dirty but very happy and exhausted.

Your cleats are over and done with after this game but you wanted new ones anyways.

Once you were done shaking hands with your opponents and referees you joined your teammates to greet and thank some fans.

You walked over to a small group of teenagers that prepared a nice and gay banner for you, with your face as big as possible plastered all over it.

"Woah, this looks amazing. All of you did this? Crazy talented. Want me to sign this?" You offered and grabbed one of their pens to smack your signature onto it.

"Thank you so much, Y/N. Could we take some pics?" A couple of them asked and held their phones ready with puppy dog eyes. How could you ever say no? "Sure, guys."

"Wait. Lemme take those photos." Ashlyn joined your side and grabbed the first phone while you stood next to the girl who put an arm around your shoulder. You repeated this with the rest of them until it was Ashlyn's time to pose for photos.

"Any chance we might get your jersey?" The oldest of them asked, must be around the same age as you. "I'd love to but I'm not sure if I'm allowed or not." You bit your lip and looked back at a shoulder shrugging Ashlyn. "I mean, just do it," She suggested. "You can have my jacket then."

"You're lucky today. What's your name?" You asked, taking your jersey off and putting it into her hands as others filmed the interaction. "It's Lucy." She replied and hugged the shirt close to her as if she just won the biggest prize of her life, not missing the fact that her eyes ogled your abs. You laughed.

"Right. Well, it was very nice to meet all of you guys. Have fun with the jersey, Lucy. Hope to see you again. Follow me on Insta." You winked at her and walked off with Ashlyn.

"Why do you always have to be such a flirt?" Shaking her head she nudged you. "I see a beautiful girl, I can't help myself. You must know that of all people, you can't ever stop when you see Ali."

Rolling her eyes she handed you the purple fabric. "Thanks, mom." You joked and quickly stopped laughing once Ali joined the two of you.

"Why is she walking around shirtless, Ashlyn?" Ali crossed her arms and studied the two of you. "What are you asking me? Ask her." Ash laughed and held her hands up.

You quickly put the jacket on, a little bit too big for you, why was Ashlyn so tall. "I gave my jersey away, of course. That's why."

As much as you loved being around these two, it could be really nerve wrecking whenever they decided to be super overprotective. Both of them took over the role of your team moms when you joined Orlando Pride and the USWNT later on, it definitely had its perks sometimes.

You quickly ducked away from their discussion and made your way over to another small fan section calling for your attention. You passed two or more people on your way there, all looking at you with nasty looks on their faces.

"Fuck Orlando Pride! Nothing good about it." "You think you're a good player?"

"Go back to the hole you came from!"

"You didn't deserve this win."

Those calls were nothing new, you didn't know what they were since none of them actually wore any kind of merch from either team. There were always some kind of people not happy about the stuff you did but it would be impossible to please everyone.

"Team full of gays. Disgusting if you ask me."

One of them made you stop dead in your tracks. Turning around you marched over there completely forgetting all about the waiting fans. "No one asked you about your stupid opinion, you dumb prick, so shut the fuck up and leave if you don't like this shit. No one asked you to be here." You exclaimed, ready to climb over the railing and throw hands.

He walked up to you and pushed his chest out, trying to appear big and scary but this didn't scare you at all. It only made your nostrils flare more.

Of course your arguing with this stranger made other people notice it, so did Ash and Ali. They were the first ones at your side, grabbing your waist and lifting you off the railing and behind Ashlyn as Ali went back over to the guy, telling him off and letting security deal with these people.

"Hands off my baby, dumbass. If you have anything to say, say it to my face, coward." Ashlyn yelled at him, as he got dragged away.

You groaned but smiled nonetheless. "I'm not a baby." You grumbled in embarrassment. "Yes, you are. Stop discussing, young lady." Ali tsked and put her arm around your neck.

"Don't ever do this again. You never know if they actually try to hurt you. You were lucky he was all talk and no bite." Ash explained while walking back over towards the locker room.

"Yeah, I get it, thanks mom." You rolled your eyes. Yes, you were grateful for their words and wisdom but it was a bit too much sometimes, especially when you had their parenting eyes on you constantly.

"How about you come to our place today and stay a few days? We could continue binging our show and get some Chipotle? We can drive to training together then." Ali asked, taking her place next to you in the locker room. You raised your eyebrows. "I know what you guys are trying. You're doing this so I don't go out partying with friends, huh." You stated with a smug grin.

Ali looked over to Ashlyn, who was standing in the middle of the room talking to Sydney, and looked at her like she wanted to say 'you heard that?'. Ashlyn shrugged her shoulders, smirked and resumed her conversation.

"Seems like I am right after all. But yeah, I love spending my time with you. Lemme just call my fam later and then it's settled. I still got my stuff over at yours, right?" You asked and finished packing your bag.

"Yes, it's all there from last time." Standing up she ruffled your hair and joined Ashlyn's side kissing her cheek. You stared after her and admired what they had, lucky to have these people in your life and call them your friends and family as well.

#uswnt imagines #uswnt #krashlyn #woso imagines #krashlyn imagines

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myhouseidea · 4 years ago

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Mosman House is a project designed by Mathieson Architects. Located on the slopes of Mosman above Chinaman’s Beach, this three level house overlooks Sydney Harbour’s North Head and the Pacific Ocean beyond. Photography by Romello Pereira.

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Set on a steeply sloping site, the house is largely concealed from the street and is carefully designed around the sculptural form of a large Angophora tree. The principal living spaces open to generous covered terraces and the views beyond. Blackened steel brise soleil are set within deep openings in expanses of white. Smaller apertures provide framed vignettes of the surrounding garden. Plastered walls, terrazzo floors, silk rugs and Carrara marble, all in shades of white, capture light and shadow. Strong accents of black create moments of contrast. An internal stair is deliberately darkened to counterpoint the lightness of the house and to refocus the senses to the framed external harbour views. A basalt lined swimming pool is set within a private oasis of green.

Mosman House by Mathieson Architects Mosman House is a project designed by Mathieson Architects. Located on the slopes of Mosman above Chinaman’s Beach, this three level house overlooks Sydney Harbour’s North Head and the Pacific Ocean beyond.

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youiswhoisyou · 6 years ago

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Unsaid - Joeck FanFiction

(This is purely fictitious and means no harm to irl people)

The first big group trip in a while was upon them. The mates, Josh, Caspar, and Oli had planned a trip to Sydney, Australia for some much needed down time with all vlogging equipment away. Their partners included, the mates also invited Joe and Dianne on the trip. Unknown to Joe, they also invited Jack, who wasn’t told of Joe and Dianne either.

Everyone knew something had gone down between the two of them, even if Joe and Jack never actually said what. Caspar and Josh had noticed the sudden change when Joe told them about Dianne. Suddenly, Joe had a girlfriend and Jack was nowhere to be seen. Busy schedules were blamed whenever one of them brought it up to Joe or Jack, but they weren’t even talking anymore.

So comes the plan to get both Joe and Jack on the trip, forcing them to interact. It sounded like a solid plan to Caspar and Josh. The boys would hash out any problems, maybe some heated words, but ultimately get back to good ole friendship.

When the morning came to head to the airport, Josh and his girlfriend, Oli and his girlfriend, and Jack would take an earlier flight than Caspar, his girlfriend, and Joe and Dianne. That way, Joe or Jack couldn’t back out right before take-off. It was hard keeping the secret on the very long flight to Sydney. Josh accidentally mentioned Joe and Dianne during a conversation with Jack.

“Well, Joe said the parasailing was sick so we’ll probably give it a go again,” Josh said.

Jack looked at him, “Joe?”

Josh quickly tried to correct himself, “Yea, joe said when he was in Sydney, he loved parasailing the coast. He told me to check it out myself,” he said.

Jack bought the lie and turned back to his movie, “Oh, ok. We should do it then,” he put his headphones back on.

Josh returned to his own show and slowed his heart rate back down. He pulled out his phone and told Caspar what had just happened.

Mate I almost f@cked up big time! I mentioned Joe and Jack got weird.��

Dude! I asked about Jack and Joe clammed up again.

WTF is going on with them???

We’ll Find out soon bro

They made it to the mansion without any problems. Everyone drew papers for which rooms were there’s. Josh drew for Caspar and made sure there was one room left for Joe. Jack managed to pull a decent room this time. He went up the stairs to put his things down and change out of his flying gear. After changing, he walked out onto his own private balcony that overlooked the massive pool in their back garden. The mansion was placed on a hillside with Sydney and the afternoon sun stretching out before them. Jack loved these trips when the views were once in a lifetime. He heard noise and looked down at the pool. Josh, Oli, and their girlfriends were already trying it out.

“Jack! C’mon! Pool time buddy!” Caspar called up to him.

“Yea, man!” Jack yelled back and went to change.

His tan wasn’t worthy of being called a tan so he did a quick dip in the pool then lounged himself in the sun with his shorts pulled up. Josh and Oli played some water jousting with their girlfriends on their shoulders holding pool noodles. Jack peeked at them a few times, noticing the ease each of them had with the other. He turned his head away and soon felt himself drifting off.

“Heyoooo!” A voice came from the backdoors.

Jack’s eyes shot open. He hoped what he heard was in his head and not reality, but a second later he got his answer.

“Josh, get your toosh out the pool and show us where our rooms are!” Joe started walking towards the pool. Josh rocketed out of the water and rammed himself into Joe before he could get far enough to see Jack in his lounge chair staying stone still.

“Hey mate! Of course, I’ll show you and Caspar and company to your rooms,” Josh laughed as Joe pulled his damp shirt away from his torso. He led them back into the house and up the stairs.

Jack was still stuck in a waking nightmare and couldn’t bring himself to move. Oli noticed that Jacks eyes were wide open and waded over to the edge of the pool.

“Jack? You alright, man?” Oli said.

Jack blinked a few times then sat himself up and slid his legs to one side, placing them on the hot concrete, “Why didn’t anyone tell me Joe and Dianne were coming?”

“Well, Jack mate, we knew you’d back out if we told you,” Oli said, “Maybe you two can talk now. Get through your issues.”

Jack stood up and went for the backdoor to find a better hiding place or better yet, call a taxi to take him back to the airport.

Joe and Dianne were walking around their room which happened to be right beside Jack’s but much smaller. Joe went to the windows and looked down. He watched a glistening Jack get up and walk inside. His ears caught the far off sound of the backdoors slamming shut.

Without turning from the windows, Joe spoke in a hushed tone, “Jack’s here,” he said.

“Oh yea, he is. I must’ve forgotten to mention it,” Josh said. He rubbed his back to relieve the tension. Him and Caspar exchanged worried expressions.

Joe asked Josh and Caspar to give him and Dianne some privacy for a moment, so they left the room. Joe closed and locked the door behind them. Josh and Caspar rushed back down stairs and out to the pool, but Jack was gone.

“Where’d he go?!” Caspar yelled at Oli.

“He went back inside the house. I think I saw him run for your side of the house,” Oli said.

Josh ran back inside and went to his room. The door was locked.

He held his ear to the door and heard jack’s voice, “Jack? What are you doing in my room with the door locked dude?”

Jack stopped talking and opened the door, “I’m hiding and calling a taxi. I’m going back,” he said as he continued to pace and give details to a taxi service.

Caspar came in behind Josh and watched Jack pacing, “You’re not flying all the way back to England an hour after you got here, Jack,” Caspar came closer to him.

“Yes, I am,” Jack held the phone away from his ear. Hold music played, “You don’t know what happened and making us ‘work it out’ by forcing us together was a stupid bloody plan.”

Josh motioned to Caspar to leave the room and they went back into the hallway.

“We can’t let him leave,” Caspar said.

“Should we tell Joe what Jack’s doing then?”

Caspar sighed heavily, “We don’t even know what’s going on with him and Dianne right now.”

“Well, I’m going back up there and telling him about Jack,” Josh said.

He took the stairs two at a time and stopped in front of Joe and Dianne’s still locked door. He could hear Joe arguing with Dianne. Josh thought he heard Joe say they needed to leave.

Josh knocked loudly, “Joe? Mate, I need to talk to you.”

He heard them rush through some more arguing before the door finally opened up and Joe looked at him with anger and annoyance plastered to his face.

“What do you want, Josh?”

“Look, I don’t know what’s going on, but I need to talk to you,” Josh looked to Dianne, “alone, if that’s alright.”

Dianne shrugged and left the room. Josh closed the door and turned back to Joe already getting his things back together.

“What the hell happened that you and Jack would rather take 22 hour flights back to England than be in the same room?” Josh said.

“Look, it’s really complicated and can’t be fixed over one trip to Australia,” Joe put a hand through his hair, “Dianne won’t let me leave though,” he braced himself on the back of a chair with his head hanging down.

“Joe, Jack’s already booking his way back. I think you need to have a talk with him before he finally gets a taxi to drive all the way out here,” Josh said.

Joe didn’t move fore several seconds, then breathed in deep and walked for the door.

Jack had been on hold since the boys found him trying to leave. His bare feet had made a light path in the carpet. It was getting cold in the room with the sun setting fast and he was still in just his swim trunks. The hold music was some kind of cheesy jazz lounge music. He finally stopped pacing and looked out of the window and down at the city he would hopefully be leaving in a couple hours. Through the loud saxophone and piano in his ear, Jack heard his name. He didn’t turn around.

“Jack,” the voice said again, louder.

Jack removed the phone from his ear and cancelled the call.

“How’ve you been, mate? Joe walked in further. Behind him, Josh and Caspar sneakily closed the door and went to busy Dianne and the rest of the crew to give Joe and Jack time.

Jack didn’t want to turn around, “Alright...you?” he said.

“Yea, good. Just finished doing the tour with Di.”

“Oh, cool. Bet that was fun,” Jack mumbled.

“Jack, would you just turn around.”

Jack obliged slowly and moved his eyes to the carpet just in front of Joe’s feet.

“Now look at me,” Joe said a little softer.

Jack trailed Joe’s body all the way up. He noticed Joe had more muscles and a darker color to him. He looked good, Happy. Until Jack met his tormented blue eyes.

The words came before he knew what he was saying, “I can’t be here with you and Dianne.”

“Why?”

Jack moved closer, “You know why. You know what you did, Joe.”

“We never said anything about what we were. How was I supposed to know how you really felt if you didn’t tell me?” Joe said.

“I thought the last night we were together was a good teller.”

“I didn’t plan my feelings for Dianne,” he said,”And when you didn’t give me a reason to stay....I guess I let it go.”

Jack moved to within inches of Joe’s face, “I called you. I went to your dances and stood after every one. I was there, but you ignored me,” Jack’s voice was damaged, angered, “you stopped answering and then told everyone about your new girlfriend. what was I supposed to do then?”

Joe moved away and put his back to Jack, “Maybe I just wasn’t ready to go there,” he turned back, “You’re the first guy and maybe I wasn’t ready. And maybe you were. It’s just poor timing,” Joe said.

Jack gave a sarcastic laugh and moved back to the other side of the room. Joe watched him shuffle around with his hands on his hips.

“Maybe you’ll always be too scared to tell everyone, but it’s 2019. Does Dianne not even know?” Jack shot back.

“There’s nothing to tell, Jack. We had a thing and now it’s over,” Joe said.

Jack went to him again, “Nothing? You’re calling months of sneaking off from our friends and secret hotel rooms nothing? You’re saying it was all just a fun bi-curious game for you?”

Joe moved back a step, “Yea, that’s all it was,” he swallowed.

“So...this,” Jack brushed his fingers down Joe’s torso, “this has no effect on you anymore?” He whispered.

Joe stopped breathing and let Jack’s hand fall all they way down to his hip before pushing Jack away, “you can’t do that anymore. I’m with Dianne. I have real feelings for her,” he said, “I’m not giving that up just because you got attached.” He walked towards the door.

“Attached? you’re the one who can’t let go! Why don’t we just see what the mates think about it, huh?” Jack pushed past Joe and ran for the backdoor where he could hear laughing and splashing. He arrived at the side of the pool a little out of breath and with Joe right behind him.

“Hey! I have an announcement to make!” Everyone stopped and stared at Jack and the crazy expression on his face, “All of you have no idea what’s been going on with Joe and myself, but tried to help us ‘fix it’ by getting us far away from home together,” Jack caught his breath and looked back at Joe. He looked dangerously angry, but his eyes held the most fear Jack had ever seen. He turned back to their friends, “Well, I’m happy to reveal...I’ll be leaving on the next flight back to London. I hope everyone has a wonderful holiday.” He moved past Joe and back into the house, up the stairs and into his room. For a moment he felt a very big weight lift from his body. Then, he fell onto his knees and started crying. He held his head between his hands and bent over, swallowing every breath in a sob.

Joe looked at the shock and confusion spread across his friends faces. He rubbed his head and shrugged, “Some things can’t be fixed so easily, but nice try mates,” Joe said with no humor in his voice. He went back inside, leaving everyone to mumble to themselves about what just happened. Joe was stood in the kitchen taking deep breaths when he heard a loud thud and agonizing broken sobs bleed through the ceiling. He rushed up the stairs and into Jack’s room to find him folded in on himself struggling to breathe.

“What the hell happened? Did you hit something?” Joe asked, coming over next to Jack.

Jack jumped up and away from him into a corner, “You happened! You let me think you felt things for me and then you ripped it all away!” he choked on his tears, “You can’t even admit you felt anything at all. I...I thought...” Jack cried.

“What?” Joe asked, moving closer to him like Jack was a scared animal.

Jack stilled himself and looked into Joe’s eyes, “I can’t believe I thought I was falling in love with you,” he said. He shook his head and shoved Joe out of the way to the door. He stopped short when he saw Josh standing in the doorway. Caspar, Oli, and the girls right behind him listening in.

“Jack. Jack!” Joe called after Jack rushing past everyone.

Dianne stopped Joe in the hallway, “Was that true? Did you have a thing with him?” Her tone wasn’t demanding, but curious and worried.

Joe rubbed her shoulder, “I’ll find you later. I’ve gotta sort this out,” he kissed her cheek quickly and went after Jack.

Joe found him walking down the road in only his swim trunks. The deep sunset cast everything in otherworldly elongated shadows. Jack’s pre-bleached hair caught the falling rays, making a light halo appear over his head.

Joe jogged to catch up with him, “You’re not leaving until we talk about what you said, Jack,” Joe said.

“Why? A few minutes ago, you wanted to leave too,” Jack said.

“I did, until you said you loved me.”

“I said I was falling in love with you, not that I was,” he mumbled.

“And the difference is?” Joe said and turned him around, “Point is you were getting really serious feelings and I trudged all over them,” he put his hand on Jack’s shoulder, “I should’ve come to you. I should’ve asked you how you really felt.”

“And I should’ve told you,” Jack said.

Joe pulled him into a hug. Their chests pressing tighter together with each breath. Jack rest his chin in the nape of Joe’s neck, breathing him in.

“Everyone knows about us now,” Jack whispered.

“Technically, they know you fell in love with me, not what I felt,” Joe teased, then looked at Jack’s still broken face and sighed, “We’ll explain what happened when we get back to the house. I’ll tell them.”

They returned to their embrace for a few more moments before breaking away and heading for the house. After a few paces, Jack stopped. Joe kept walking until he noticed and turned back to him.

“How did you feel?” jack asked.

joe walked back to him, “I...I think I was getting there,” he shrugged, “but it didn’t feel like real life to me. Like I could see how much you cared and it felt like a dream,” he lowered his head.

“So, you just...woke up,” Jack said.

“I didn’t think I could stay in that dream. I didn’t know I could’ve made it real.”

They looked at each other, the ghosts of their feelings mirrored in each of their faces.

“I’m so sorry, Jack,” joe finally said.

“Me too.”

#joeck #fanfic #love #heartbreak #fight #joe and jack #over

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hollandtom1996 · 5 years ago

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Nickname || Peter Parker

Original POst: on ssimagines

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Word Count: 1600 (this is the exact number like how awesome)

Summary: Ned and Peter gives you a nickname

Warnings: fluff, young kids

Note: Peter Parker x Bug universe

little bug is a badass. Also little Ned’s confidence is like 10/10. This one was fun to write, but they don’t talk like children so I apologise for that.

This is obviously already been posted, but since I started my smaller blogs, I wanted all my work for each fandom in one place. Instead of just reblogging everything I figured that I would repost it.

Request/Taglist

Masterlist

Second grade was a big year. At least it seemed like it was when you were seven.

You were so prepared for the first day of second grade. You had spent hours at the store picking out an outfit with your older sister’s help. Now you were ready dressed in your new outfit with your new ladybug backpack ready to start a new school year at new school year.

“Y/N,” you mother said knock on the door to your new bedroom.

You looked around your room excitedly. You had just moved to Queens over the summer. Your father had gotten a really great job offer that he couldn’t refuse, so he had moved your whole family out here. You were excited for your new school. Everything was so exciting to you.

“Y/N,” your mother knocked again.

You opened the door and skipped out all ready to go. Your sister who was three years older than you smiled down at you. She was less excited with the prospect of starting at a new school, but your smiles were rubbing off on her.

“Let’s get going girls,” your mother said as she handed you and your sister your lunch boxes. Your lunch box was covered in spiders of all kinds. You had to admit you really like bugs. Your favorite was spiders, but it wasn’t like you could just go to the store and find a spider backpack, so you settled for what you could find. When you found the spider lunchbox you had be over the moon about it and practically begged your mother for it. You were excited to show it off at school.

You took the lunchbox from her and happily skipped to the door.

“Come on Mommy,” you called. “Come on, Syd. We gotta get going.”

You hung on the door knob as you waited for your family to join you. Your mother laughed and together the three of you made your way off to school.

Your first day of school was definitely not what you had expected. There weren’t all that many new kids in the grade like you expected, but there were still more than you thought. You were just another new kid instead of being THE NEW KID like you had dreamed up. There was no group of girls who came up to you and instantly became your best friends. Now at lunch time you didn’t know who to eat with, so you sat alone eating just the plain lunch that your mother had packed you. You were almost scared for the recess that was going to follow because you would have no one to play with.

“I like your lunchbox,” said a small voice behind you.

You turned to see a boy that was in your class. His name was peter and you hadn’t really talked to him because your assigned seat was on the opposite side of the room as yours. You looked back to your spider covered lunchbox. I shocked you that anyone liked it. Your sister had teased you about it since you picked it out. She even went as far to bring back your mean nickname from the last school, bug girl.

“Do you like spiders?” you said to the boy. He just gave you this large toothless smile and nodded.

“Peter,” called a boy a few kids down from you. You recognized him from your class as well. His name was Ned and he sat right next to Peter. Ned Sent peter this large sweeping Wave beckoning him over. Peter glanced at Ned signaling to him that he would only be a moment before turning back to you.

“Do you want to come sit with me and my best friend, Ned?” he asked. You thought for a moment and looked between Ned who was happily chowing down on the school lunch and Peter who was looking at you eagerly.

“Sure,” as you placed your sandwich and unopened juice box back into the spider bag. Peter happily lead you to Ned.

“Ned this is my new friend, she’s going to sit with us,” Peter said gesturing to you. Ned waved with a bog smile on his face nearly identical to Peter’s in size except Ned’s smile had a few more teeth. Peter took a seat next to Ned in front of a tray of food. You figured he probably came over just to invite you over.

“Awesome,” he said. “You are in our class, right? You’re new.”

“Yeah, I’m Y/N,” you said. Peter patted the spot between him and Ned for you to sit. You took the seat thankful to having made some new friends.

“Woah,” Ned said in awe. “Your lunchbox is so cool. Where did you get it?”

“My mom got it for me,” you said. A smile was now permanently plastered on your face. This school wasn’t going to be so bad after all.

It was now the end of the day. You were looking for Sydney as you waited for the bus to come pick you up. Peter and Ned both took the bus as well and were waiting with you. The three of you were discussing some of the spiders that you knew things about. Ned seemed to know the most about the, claiming he knew of this great website that he learned all of it from. Both you and Peter were listening very invested in all of Ned’s knowledge.

“Y/N,” your sister called out. You turned to see Sydney walking toward you and your new friends. She had a girl following beside her. It probably was a friend that she had made.

When Sydney and her friend had reached you, Ned and Peter fell silent. They were intimated by the two older girls who loomed over them by a foot.

“Are these your new friends, bug girl?” you sister taunted. You looked down saddened by the meanness of your sister. She usually was really nice, but you figured that it was probably because of her new friend, but it still hurt your feelings.

“As a matter of fact, we are,” Ned said boldly shocking you.

You turned to see your new friend who confidently held his hand out for your sister to shake. Your sister took his hand skeptically.

“I’m Ned Leeds, you must be bug girl’s sister,” He said without missing a beat. Peter Smiled and stuck his hand out too.

“And I am Peter Parker,” Peter said as Sydney took his hand.

“Sydney, she said eyeing the two boys. She brushed off and then turned back to her friend. The two began talking away as the bus pulled up. The older girls got on first with the three of you closely following. Peter and Ned sat in one seat pulling you along with them.

“That was really cool of you,” you said to them still a tad bit shocked about what just happened.

“What are friends for bug girl,” Ned said laughing. Peter giggled too when Ned spoke.

“Yeah, what are friends for bug girl,” Peter repeated. You rolled your eyes and laughed along with them.

“I’d really prefer you not call me that,” you said. You were on the isle seat of the bus with your backpack beneath your feet. As more kids clamored on you hand to hold more tightly to your lady bug backpack to prevent other kids from kicking it out of your reach. Your hand was wrapped securely around one of it’s straps.

“Bug girl is kinda a mouthful, we should shorten that,” Ned said to Peter. He seemed to completely block out all of your protests.

“I agree,” Peter nodded. “What if we just call her bug?”

“I can do bug,” you said hoping that they would leave it at that. Bug wasn’t that bad. You knew that you wouldn’t get away scotch free. This was probably your best alternative. Ned turned to look at you like he was thinking. He studied your face before turning back to Peter.

“Hmm,” he started, “I think that is perfect. Bug, it is.”

“Welcome to the group, bug,” Peter said with a smile. He held out his hand to you which you took letting go of your backpack.

“Glad to be a part of it,” you said in response. Before you knew t though the backpack that you had been protecting was snatched from beneath you. You let out a small shriek as you felt it go. You whipped around to see Flash another kid from your class. He sat behind the three of you holding up the ladybug.

“I got your backpack, I got your backpack,” the child taunted. He held it above his head and waved it around like some sort of prize. You stood from your seat clenching your fists tightly. You walked back one bench.

“Flash, please give it back,” you said as nicely as you could.

“Why should I?” he asked and stuck up his nose.

“Just give it back Flash,” Ned said folding his arms.

“Yeah, Flash,” Peter chimed in copying Ned’s actions.

“Make me,” Flash said. You took the challenge seriously and landed a solid kick to Flash’s shin. He dropped your which you scooped up ad returned to your seat like nothing had happened. Flash gripped his shin on the verge of tears. Peter and Ned looked at you impressed as you stared forward and the bus started on its way to drop you off at your bus stops.

This was your new life with your new friends at a new school with a new nickname. You were bug.

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Wall Chasing Sydney for Your Renovation

Wall chasing is the method of forming channels in concrete to house electrical pipework and conduits in an otherwise solid material. Because of its effectiveness at hiding cabling and pipework throughout the building in the walls of the building, wall chasing is widely used for construction and renovation projects to provide them with tidy, superior aesthetic qualities. Read on to learn how wall chasing for renovation works, its features, benefits, and more.

How Does Wall Chasing Work?

Wall chasing is a cost-effective, fast technique used in renovation projects to cut neat channels (also called chases) into masonry and concrete structures. During wall chasing, professionals use a hand-held cutting machine featuring a diamond blade to create a precise opening in the material being cut. The guard and blade can be set to cut the required depth and width. Parallel cuts can be created depending on the sockets and cables required.

Controlling the dust that concrete produces during the wall chasing process is crucial. For this, wall chasing services use specialized vacuum dust extraction equipment. Once the cutting is complete, a power drill, breaker, or chisel is typically used to break the centrepiece.

If the renovation project requires deeper chases or the concrete is too hard for the hand-held grinders, professionals use diamond floor saws to get the job done.

Features

There are several key features of wall chasing. These include the following:

• Wall chasing is a fast technique, and it is relatively dust-free because of an attached vacuum that collects the resultant dust before it escapes.

�� Wall chasing is ideal for making cuts of precise depths and widths in concrete, screeds, plaster, render, or brickwork to create chases for conduits or pipes. These are essential for plumbing and electrical installations.

• Wall chasing companies utilize a precision technique of diamond cutting to create channels in the walls of the building. The use of pipes or cabling helps keep the channels tidy, safe, and out of sight.

Benefits of Wall Chasing for Renovation Projects

There are several key benefits of wall chasing. These include (but are not limited to) the following:

• Versatility: Thanks to various tools that can be used for such projects, wall chasing is very versatile and suitable for even the hardest and most established of concrete.

• Cleanliness: Thanks to the latest tools and techniques, wall chasing is generally far less messy and dirty than other methods. This is particularly true when an attached vacuum is used.

• Precision: Wall chasing companies can cut with extreme precision for a more secure fit for the wiring conduits or pipes and a neater overall finished product.

• No Water: Wall chasing can be done dry, so there’s no need to be concerned about the potential for a mess when using water.

• Appearance: You can use wall chasing to create decorative sections and increase the overall aesthetic appeal of your space. This makes it ideal for renovation projects.

• Solve Drilling Problems: Wall chasing can also solve virtually any drilling problem.

As you can see, there are many benefits of wall chasing services for renovation projects. Wall chasing Sydney is a complex job, so hire experienced professionals to create seamless, precise cuts to meet your requirements.

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gyprockerssyd · 3 years ago

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Things To Know About Plastering

If you want a more attractive and long-lasting home, the first thing you should do is hire plastering companies in Sydney. Plastering your home is a great way to not only make it more durable but also to add more features to it. So, go with solid plaster and reap a slew of advantages. To know more interesting facts about plaster, keep reading this entire blog from the very beginning till the end.

Do you have any knowledge of how plaster is being made? Well, plaster is made with sand or cement, gypsum and water. When preparing, it comes in wet and jelly-like materials. But with time when it gets dry, it becomes hard. If you look at the market, you will find many different types of plastering options are available in the market. Once you consult your needs with a plastering contractor in Sydney,they will tell you which type will be just perfect for you.

Another thing that will make you happy is plaster is an environmentally friendly material. Hence, if you are looking for something that never ever causes pollution or any harm to nature then choosing plaster will be the right choice for you.

Most importantly, plastering prevents noise from entering the house. You can enjoy a cup of coffee with your loved ones. So, without further ado, select the best plastering companies in Sydney and delegate the job to them.

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sydswritings · 6 years ago

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The Refinery (Chapter 16)

Twenty minutes later, after some back and forth deliberation, we finally decided on a cab. The Refinery Hotel was nice, I mean like take one wrong step and you break something nice. We quickly found the elevator, pushing the button that would take us straight to the roof where the bar and the much needed drinks were located. As soon as the doors opened, I could hear the music flowing across the rooftop and feel the grin forming on my lips. Okay, I’ll admit it, I missed this, going out with my friends-my family, having a few drinks. I honestly couldn’t wait to see how this night unfolded, how Shannon, Jared and Tomo took to our little family.

“It seems kind of empty, is it just the bands tonight?” Ace asked from beside me.

She was right this first section of the roof was completely empty. I looked around the brick and wood enclosed patio, chairs vacated, not a soul in sight. To the right, three floor to ceiling double doors were open, curtains hanging to the side to show the night sky, to my left, three massive brick arches, leading to the next section. Charlie was the first off the elevator, followed quickly by Brook. They passed through one of the arches, bypassing a few people at the huge bar and headed straight for a group of people seated outside. Ace and Jared looked at each other before shrugging and following our guitarist and bassist.

Shannon, Tomo and I decided to stop at the bar instead of following the rest of our group out, giving me time to look around the middle room. On the far side, sat a room length half booth, covered in what looked to be red velvet, with little pub tables set in front of it, leaving the other side of the tables with little chairs for guests. I caught sight of some of the bands we were on tour with lounging around the tables, talking amongst themselves. In the middle of the room, separating the bar and pub tables was a 16 seater long table, looking up I noticed that the glass roof had been retracted, leaving the wide black beams open and the night sky available without restriction.

“SYDNEY!” A voice yelled, causing me to yank my eyes away from the bright lights of the Empire State Building and towards the direction the voice came.

I had enough time to turn away from the bar, before a solid body slammed into mine, my vision was quickly turned upside down when I found myself thrown over Vic’s shoulder as he toted me past the opened sliding glass doors and into the night air. The final section of the rooftop was, for lack of a better word, a gorgeous deck. There were two U shaped grey couches placed at each end of the patio, in the middle of those sat 2 two seater swings with lounge chairs and small tables spread sporadically around. Vic managed to carry me to the opposite end where one of the U shaped couches was located.

“VICTOR FUENTES PUT ME DOWN RIGHT NOW!” I yelled, beating his back. I could hear Charlie’s laughter getting closer, before my world tilted right side up again.

“Jeez Syd you could rival Charlie with those lungs.” Kellin laughed out.

“I didn’t even get my damn drink thanks to you!” I pushed Vic causing him to stumble into Kellin harshly, before spinning around to take in my surroundings.

Charlie was sprawled out against Trevor on one section of the couch, with Matt beside them talking to Brook and Pete. Across from them, Jared and Ace were wrapped up in each other, talking about god knows what, but clearly they were the only two that existed in that little world. In the middle of the wrap around couch, Vic’s brother and bandmate Mike sat with Karah and Brendon, laughing at my outburst. An annoying high pitched laughter had my eyes traveling to one of the two seater swings, where Juliet and Andy were cuddled up.

“Ignore them.” Vic’s voice chimed beside me.

“I’ll do my best,” I said, plastering on a fake grin, “now can I go back to the bar and get my drink?”

“I got it for you.” Shannon’s low drawl sounded from behind me.

“You are my savior!” I exclaimed excitedly, grabbing my drink from his extended hand. “So did y’all just decide to kick everyone out or what?”

“We all pitched in, rented the place out, the only people allowed in are bands on the tour or whoever we let in.” Kellin said from the other side of Vic.

“Did your wife ever make it in?” I asked after taking a sip of my beer.

“Yeah she’ll be here a little later with Vic’s girlfriend.” He laughed at Vic’s goofy smile.

“Awesome I haven’t seen Danielle since Florida, I miss her!” Brook said from her spot beside Pete.

“I’m going to walk around,” I had been still for too long and I really wanted to see who else was up here, “anyone want to join me?”

“I’ll go,” I grinned over at Shannon, who’s answering smirk had my knees trembling and threatening to buckle at any second, god I was so screwed.

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After about an hour and a half of mingling and catching up with everyone, Shannon and I found ourselves on the other U shaped couch, laughing and talking, just taking the time to get to know one another.

“Seriously? Country?” He laughed, hazel eyes hidden behind a pair of dark sunglasses. “Out of all things?”

“Hey I’m from North Carolina, it’s like a requirement to love country.” I said grinning at his outright disbelief. I shifted so my short legs rested across his thighs.

“I’m from Louisiana, you don’t hear me talking about swamp-pop,” he countered, nose crinkling slightly at the thought.

“Please god don’t ever say swamp-pop again,” my ribs were already tender from all the laughing, “Oh my god, I can’t breathe.”

“It’s a really simple concept, you pull air in through your mouth, fill your lungs then push it back out.” He shifted his left arm from the back of the couch to prop his head on his hand, elbow still resting by my head.

“Smart ass,” I quipped before pushing his bare side, god it should be illegal for a man to look so good in a cut off t-shirt. “Why do you wear these things? It’s dark out here,” I pulled the sunglasses off his face and placed them over my eyes, “I mean, I can still see your eyes moving behind them.”

“I don’t know kind of a way for me to watch people without being caught,” he shrugged slightly before taking a sip of his drink.

“I think your eyes are too gorgeous to keep them hidden behind such dark lenses.” I said sticking my tongue out. I slid the dark Ray Bans off my face to hand them back to Shannon.

“Keep them, they look good on you.” I grinned goofily as I placed them on top of my head.

“Of course they do, everything looks good on me.” I said before laughing at the face he pulled, “I tried, oh my god, I tried to keep a straight face after saying that, but you should have seen your facial expression, holy shit.” I leaned over my legs, pulling in as much air as my lung would allow.

“Keep it up and I’ll push you off this couch.” He responded while poking me in my ribs.

“Yeah, yeah, you don’t scare me.” I laughed out.

That was a lie, I was scared of him. I was scared of the way he was making me feel, the butterflies knocking around my stomach. How easy it was to talk to him, how much we had in common, how badly I wanted to kiss him. Listening to his deep voice made me wonder what it would sound like after waking up, would it be thick with sleep? How would it sound lust filled, would it be deeper? Huskier? Would those beautiful hazel green eyes darken? My laughs sobered up quickly at the thoughts going through my head about the gorgeous drummer next to me.

“So was it always music?” Shannon asked, sensing my inner thoughts turning heavier.

“Actually no. Me and Charlie, we played all through high school, then we thought it was never going to happen so we took a break, went to college.” I leaned back against the couch, head falling against the back, legs still in his lap as I thought back to old times.

“What were you going for?” The smooth timber of his voice made me roll my head towards him, meeting his yellow-green gaze straight on.

“Psychology, I wanted to help people. I figured if I couldn’t help with my music anymore, I would help in another way.” I sighed out. “But after a couple of semesters we realized we needed the music, I loved my classes, but it was too much, I needed to play, to sing.” He nodded his head, understanding clear in his eyes.

“If it weren’t for Jared and music,” his voice deepened with emotion, “I don’t know where I would be, probably in jail or dead.” I closed my eyes to keep the tears in them from showing. The world would have missed out on a beautiful soul if he hadn’t turned to music. “Though, I thought about being a therapist at one point.”

“Really?” He nodded, “I think you would be good at that.” His soft smile had my heart jumping to my throat and the need for my drink great, only to find my glass empty.

“Need another?” I looked over to see him watching me intently, “I was about to get up and grab one for myself, I can get you one while I’m up.”

“Sounds good, I’m just going to run to the bathroom real quick.” I dropped my legs from his lap and quickly stood. Letting the dizzy spell pass, I stepped around Shannon before heading towards the bathroom in the first section of the roof.

Stepping into the empty bathroom, I made a beeline for the sinks to splash cool water on my face. After a few dips, I glance at my reflection. My cheeks were flushed, whether from the drinks or how Shannon was making me feel, I didn’t honestly know. I needed to pull myself together, getting involved with him would be a bad idea right now. I was a mess, things with Andy had put my emotions through the ringer and Shannon didn’t need someone like me fucking up his life.

Chapter 17

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jeremystrele · 3 years ago

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11 Mirrors That Are Having A Moment!

Interiors

Lauren Li

Photo – Caitlin Mills for The Design Files. Styling – Annie Portelli.

Photo – Amelia Stanwix for The Design Files. Styling – Annie Portelli

Photo – Eve Wilson for The Design Files. Styling – Annie Portelli.

Photo – Eve Wilson for The Design Files.

I’m not here to tell you that mirrors are such great additions in a room because they reflect a lovely view, bounce light and can make a room appear bigger. I think we have heard that all before, right?

There is however, something to be said for the versatility and timelessness of mirrors. Plus they are two-dimensional and three-dimensional at the same time. If you already have artwork adorning the walls, then a mirror is just the right thing to mix it up a little – the great thing about adding a mirror is that, unlike artwork, we don’t have to think about if the colours will ‘clash’ in the space.

When selecting a mirror the most important thing to consider is the scale, shape and frame. Here are some tips:

Well hung

Who wants seven years bad luck? Not me. Don’t risk it when it comes to hanging a mirror. Make sure that you are using the correct fixing to suit the wall type, is it a plaster wall or masonry? Maybe the sticky hooks aren’t such a good idea this time! For a heavy mirror it’s well worth calling in the professional art hanger. They may not be as expensive as you think and well worth saving the headache.

Where

Mirrors are so versatile, they can be moved around to the entry, hallway, living room, bedroom etc. and they are guaranteed to work. When considering the placement of the mirror, check that it’s reflecting a view that you want to see. Is it a view of the trees, or the neighbours clothesline? Test it out first.

When hanging a mirror on the wall it’s important to not hang it too high so that it chops the viewers face refection in half. Think about hanging at eye-level for the person experiencing the space, rather than centring to the height of the wall.

How many is too many?

Personally I find too many mirrors in a room can be a bit too much. I don’t want to keep bumping into my own reflection! Depending on the room, I would limit to two mirrors. Instead, I like combining mirrors with artwork in the room.

Type

A large floor mirror that leans against the wall can be transformative in a room, especially when its frameless and layered over with a plants or furniture (as seen above in Josh + Jenna’s amazing dream home!). It really adds depth to a room and can make it feel larger.

The most obvious placement for a wall mirror is is over a fireplace mantle or above a console table in an entry, but incorporating a mirror into a gallery wall arrangement (especially when the shape or frame is characterful) can almost bring as much pizazz as an artwork itself!

A table mirror is a very cute way to create a ‘dressing room’ vibe when placed onto a chest of drawers or table in a bedroom.

A fabulous statement mirror injects loads of personality to a space. It could have coloured mirror glass, a convex mirror, have a funky frame, be a vintage piece or just an interesting shape that means that the fact that it’s a mirror is almost secondary.

Pond Mirror from Ferm Living.

Void mirror from Joshua Space.

Wavy Mirror from Knot Studio.

1. Ferm Living

The organic shapes of the Pond mirror series by Danish brand Ferm Living are the perfect meeting of form and function. Locally you can buy this brand at Design Stuff!

RRP from $559. Find it here.

2. Joshua Space

No two mirrors are the same in these feature pieces by Joshua Space, hand-made-to-order in Melbourne by Joshua. They come in a range of groovy colours and sizes!

RRP $480 – $1280 (size dependent). Find them here.

3. Knot Studio

I’m loving these wave shapes that are all the rage right now, they help break up the straight lines of a room. The Wavy mirror from Knot Studio is handcrafted from solid American Oak in Sydney.

RRP from $800. Find it here.

Left to right: Torre mirror from CCSS. Staffanstorp mirror from Ikea. Mary Arch mirror from McMullin & Co.

4. CCSS

When you need a mirror and a light at the same time, this is for you! The Torre mirror from local brand CCSS is back-lit, which is pure genius! Made in Melbourne and available in some gorgeous colours but if you need it in a custom colour, they can do it!

RRP from $2,630. Find it here.

5. Ikea

The Staffanstorp wall mirror from Ikea is a great way to bring a little texture and warmth into a space, and is very budget-friendly!

RRP $49. Find it here.

6. McMullin & Co

The Mary Arch mirror from McMullin & Co is a refined cane design, simple with a lovely natural edge detail. It comes in a floor mirror size too for those big open archway vibes!

RRP from $279. Find it here.

Floor mirror from Douglas & Bec.

Gabriella (half) mirror from Sarah Ellison.

7. Douglas & Bec

Gorgeously, simple and elegant pieces made by Douglas & Bec in New Zealand. This floor mirror is the perfect addition to the bedroom or even an entry area.

RRP from $2166. Find it here.

8. Sarah Ellison

Those 70s beachy vibes encapsulated into a mirror. How perfect.

RRP from $795. Find it here.

Left to right: Iridescent mirror by Studio Roso from Fritz Hansen. Kaari mirror from Middle of Nowhere. Dawn Oval mirror from Middle of Nowhere.

9. Fritz Hansen – Studio Rosso

This iconic Danish brand may be known for design classics of the past by the likes of Arne Jacobson and Hans Wagner, but Lately Fritz Hansen have released some design classics for our time, like these printed iridescent mirrors by Studio Roso. They are are real piece of art on their own!

Find Fritz Hansen at Cult.

10. Middle of Nowhere

The right amount of ‘simple’ and ‘statement’ shaped mirrors that makes Middle of Nowhere so versatile.

RRP from $248. Find them here.

Brass Curve mirror from Tigmi Trading.

Argonaute French ceramic mirror from Tigmi Trading.

11. Tigmi Trading

There is something for the minimalist and the maximalist at Tigmi Trading! Each of these pieces are quietly characterful.

RRP from $260. Find them here.

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ssimagines · 7 years ago

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Nickname || Peter Parker

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Word Count: 1600 (this is the exact number like how awesome)

Summary: Ned and Peter gives you a nickname

Warnings: fluff, young kids

Note: Peter Parker x Bug universe

little bug is a bad ass. Also little Ned’s confidence is like 10/10. This one was fun to write, but they don’t talk like children so I apologise for that.