#bathroom vanities online

[mimicocos]

How To Choose the Perfect Bathroom Vanities for Small Bathrooms?

When it comes to designing or remodelling a small bathroom, choosing the perfect bathroom vanities can make a significant difference in both functionality and aesthetics. A well-selected vanity can optimise space, enhance storage, and elevate the overall look of the bathroom. However, with the abundance of options available, it can be challenging to narrow down the choices. Fear not, as I'm here to guide you through the process of selecting the ideal bathroom vanities for small spaces.

Understanding Your Space and Needs

Before diving into the vast selection of online bathroom vanities Australia, it's crucial to assess your space and determine your specific requirements. Measure the available area for the vanity, taking into account the dimensions of the room, as well as the clearance space required for doors, shower enclosures, and other fixtures. This will provide you with a clear understanding of the size constraints and help you narrow down the options to those that will fit comfortably in your small bathroom.

Consider your storage needs as well. If you have limited space for additional storage units, opting for a vanity with built-in shelves, drawers, or cabinets can be a game-changer. This will allow you to maximise the functionality of the vanity while minimising clutter in your small bathroom.

Style and Design Considerations

The style and design of the bathroom vanity play a crucial role in defining the overall ambience of the space. For small bathrooms, it's often recommended to choose vanities with clean lines, compact designs, and minimalistic features. This helps create an illusion of spaciousness and prevents the bathroom from feeling overcrowded.

When browsing through bathroom vanities online, pay attention to the various styles available, such as wall-mounted vanities, pedestal sinks, or compact cabinet-style vanities. Each style offers unique benefits in terms of space optimisation and visual appeal. Additionally, consider the material and colour of the vanity to ensure that it complements the existing decor and colour scheme of your bathroom.

Maximising Functionality

In a small bathroom, every inch of space counts, so it's essential to prioritise functionality when selecting a vanity. Look for features that can optimise the usability of the vanity, such as integrated mirrors, space-saving countertops, and innovative storage solutions. Some vanities come with built-in towel racks, adjustable shelving, or corner-fitting designs, all of which can contribute to an efficient use of space in a small bathroom.

For those with extremely limited space, exploring customisable or modular vanity options can be beneficial. These can be tailored to fit the exact dimensions of your bathroom and can include personalised storage configurations to suit your specific needs.

Quality and Durability

Investing in a high-quality bathroom vanity is crucial for long-term satisfaction and functionality. When browsing through bathroom vanities online, look for reputable brands and read customer reviews to gauge the quality and durability of the products. Opting for materials such as solid wood, engineered stone, or high-quality laminate can ensure that the vanity stands the test of time in a potentially moisture-prone environment like the bathroom.

Additionally, consider the hardware and fixtures that come with the vanity, as these can significantly impact the overall performance and longevity of the unit. Soft-close hinges, sturdy handles, and water-resistant finishes are all indicators of a well-crafted and durable bathroom vanity.

Exploring Customisation Options

Customisation can be a game-changer when it comes to optimising the functionality and aesthetics of a bathroom vanity for a small space. Many bathroom vanities online offer customisation options, allowing you to personalise the dimensions, storage configurations, and even finishes to align with your specific requirements. Whether it's adjusting the width of the vanity to fit a snug corner or adding extra shelving to accommodate toiletries and towels, exploring customisation options can ensure that the vanity not only fits perfectly but also serves your unique needs effectively.

Evaluating Space-Saving Solutions

In the realm of small bathrooms, space-saving solutions are paramount. Look for innovative features when browsing for bathroom vanities online, such as compact corner vanities, floating vanities, or pedestal sinks. These space-saving designs can create the illusion of a more open and airy space while providing essential functionality. Additionally, considering vanities with integrated organisers, pull-out shelves, or recessed storage can help maximise the efficiency of your small bathroom without compromising on style.

Incorporating Lighting Considerations

Proper lighting is key to enhancing the ambience and functionality of a bathroom vanity, especially in a small space. When selecting a vanity, take into account the available lighting in the bathroom and how it interacts with the placement of the vanity. Look for vanities with integrated lighting options, such as LED mirrors, under-cabinet lighting, or backlit mirrors. These not only contribute to the aesthetic appeal of the vanity but also provide practical illumination, making the small bathroom feel more inviting and spacious.

With a thorough consideration of these aspects and a keen eye for details, you can navigate the world of bathroom vanities online with confidence and select the perfect vanity that will elevate your small bathroom to new heights of functionality and style.

Utilising Space-Enhancing Design Elements

Incorporating design elements that create an illusion of space can be particularly beneficial in small bathrooms. Look for vanities with features such as mirrored surfaces, light-coloured finishes, or minimalistic hardware. Mirror-fronted cabinets and reflective surfaces can visually expand the room, while light-coloured vanities can create a sense of openness. Additionally, considering vanities with open shelving or legs instead of full cabinets can contribute to a more spacious look in the bathroom.

Conclusion

Choosing the perfect bathroom vanities for small bathrooms involves a blend of practicality, style, and quality. By understanding your space, considering your needs, and exploring the diverse range of bathroom vanities online, you can find the ideal fit for your small bathroom. Remember to prioritise functionality, optimise storage, and embrace designs that enhance the visual appeal of the space. 

With the right choice, a well-selected vanity from Mimicocò can transform your small bathroom into a stylish and functional oasis.

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[apkainteriorsworld]

Helena Full Length Hollywood Mirror

The Helena Full Length Hollywood Mirror is a type of mirror designed for use in Hollywood-style dressing rooms, bedrooms, or beauty salons.

The Helena mirror often includes LED lights around the frame to provide even illumination and simulate natural daylight. These lights are designed to enhance visibility and provide optimal lighting conditions for tasks like applying makeup, styling hair, or choosing outfits.

The mirror itself is usually mounted on a sturdy frame, which may have adjustable angles for easy positioning. Some models may also offer additional features such as touch-sensitive controls, dimmable lighting, or even Bluetooth connectivity for playing music or answering calls.

[angelwxnny]

⋆˚ 𝜗 it is the end, the end. 𝜚˚⋆

" I am tired of always trying to convince myself that I have this because I factually do not !! "

" why is the 3D never conforming to my desires ?? I listen to subliminals a lot, it's not even fair. "

" no, I'm not happy. I AM (negative state of being) because I (negative assumption affirmation) since (these circumstances) proved by (3D things) "

girl, you gotta relax.

>> living in the end is the biggest factor to manifestation; manifestation should literally just be explained through bullet points because it is too simple. the reason why you or have to prioritize this is not just so that you can recode your whole thought process and belief system to feel better, but also so that you can recode your behavioral patterns to influence yourself to live better.

>> cuz what if you woke up one day and had your ultimate dream appearance?? and when you rub your eyes open, what if you were just suddenly in your dream bedroom in your dream house that you wouldn't be able to afford unless you had your dream career and bank account?? and if you had that financial freedom, that means you may have your dream closet, self-care products and the makeup you've always been eyeing on. how would you live life??

live in the end.

>> of course, you would hop out of bed, run to the bathroom to hygienically pamper yourself before running to your closet to stylishly pamper yourself some more, then you'd run to your desired vanity mirror and stare at your beauty and affirm "omg I have my dream appearance, I look so beautiful I am so blah blah blah" while using your dream makeup set and using heatless curls for the first time.

>> then you'd run downstairs, walk to your dream school or workplace and awe at the beauty of your dream city in your dream country then get surprised and overjoyed that people are now complimenting on your hair, clothes, overall appearance AND personality. and then surprise, your SP kisses you on the cheek and after that, a big and hyper group of girls laugh contagiously and then suddenly call you their best friend. oh my gosh !! you have your dream friend group !!

>> just observe what it would be like to experience that. you would notice that you feel utmost grateful and happy for everything, even the simplest things in life because YOU get to have it. nobody cares about that random tree in the middle of the grass field located somewhere in belgium, but YOU do because YOU manifested being in your dream country. if an unfortunate child who would worry where she'll sleep every night and the food she won't have for the next morning shifted in your ordinary life, she'd feel euphoria. right?

>> other than powerful freaking gratitude, you won't worry about everything. you won't complain about anything. literally, one person could say something bad about you then your whole day is ruined. If you had a 10,000 dollars and a person stole 5 bucks from you, will you throw away your remaining 9,995 ? no. who cares if you tripped over a banana peel in front of 20 people passing by; you are in france for goodness sake.

>> now, 3D is showing you in your current house in your current environment. but so what?? wake up and run to the daylight before going on tiktok. read a book instead of going chronically online first thing in the morning. you don't have your dream closet, so what? craft your own, and convincingly ask your dad for a trip to the mall because in 4D, you are used to being the youngest daughter of a rich father and an easy-going mother. also, socialize. idiot.

>> it's not delulu. I have constant daily compliment bombs because I positioned myself to my manifestations. I aligned with my self-concept and amplified the feeling of enjoyment in socializing people, because I am genuinely an extrovert and a big big big empath. so, I'm out here with multiple friend groups that boost my confidence only and treat me righttt.

[letstalkaboutfandomsbaby]

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buff guy

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ʚ Part 2 ɞ

❥ CW: chubby fem reader x buff guy, reader has insecurities

❥ A/N: hello everyone!! Thank you for the feedback on this series!!

"I don't know if this is a good idea..."

"Don't think like that!" your friend says from the phone. "This is a one in a lifetime experience! Go out with him and let him fuck you stupid!"

"Stop," you plead, shifting through your closet again, sighing. "I don't know if I have anything nice enough to match the pearls."

"Just wear something sexy. He's not even gonna look at your neck."

"This is so stupid," you huff, grabbing two outfits and taking them out for your friend to see on the phone. "I'm stuck between these two."

She hums, tilting her head this way and that.

"I think the dark green one would look more elegant on you. It's a bodycon dress, right?"

"Yeah..."

"Good. Give him a look at all those curves."

"Stop it," you groan, putting the losing outfit back before heading towards your bathroom. "Give me a minute."

"You're good." You shut the bathroom door, hanging up the dress on your towel rack before undressing. You shimmy into the dress, pulling it down to expose your shoulders, just like it was shown online when you bought it. You huff, opening the door and moving back into the bedroom, standing in front of the camera.

"How's this?" Your friend whistles.

"Girl. You're gonna make him drool."

You smile shyly, picking up your phone and taking it with you to your humble vanity, turning on the lights around it.

"I don't know what to do for makeup."

"Give me a sec," your friend hums, clicking away at her phone screen. "Okay, you could do a brown eyeshadow, one that's just a couple shades darker than your skin, to deepen your eyes. Then do a winged liner. Do you have a red lipstick?"

"Yeah."

"Wear it. Red is sexy."

You sigh, pulling out your supplies and beginning your look. It was simple, yet classy, perfectly seductive. But why did you want to be seductive? You barely knew this guy—hell, you didn't even know his name—so why were you putting in this kind of effort?

Maybe you're just desperate.

You drown your negative thoughts in setting spray, looking in the mirror before gazing at the phone.

"How's this?" Your friend smiles.

"You look good! Were you gonna do your brows?"

"Nah," you start putting your things away, "I don't know him that well." Your friend laughs.

"That's fair. Take the lipstick with you so you can reapply after dinner."

"Yes ma'am."

You take out the small red gift box, removing the lid and then the pearls. You stare at it for a moment, before finding the clasp.

"How does this go on?"

"Lemme see—"

"Wait, I got it." You wrap the pearls around your neck, clasping it behind you. You touch them gingerly, worried that they'll snap off at any second.

"What perfume are you wearing?"

"The one he got me," you reply, grabbing the bottle. Your friend groans.

"Lucky. I wish my boyfriend got me perfume." She sighs. "Maybe I should break up with him."

"Don't be like that," you say as you spray the perfume generously around you. "You guys are practically married."

"He hasn't texted me in, like, three hours." You put the cap back on the perfume bottle.

"He's on a business trip."

"Which is why he should be texting me, since we can't talk face to face." You roll your eyes, smiling at her.

"Thank you for helping me." She smiles back at you.

"Of course boo-boo. Text me when the date is over. I want all the details." You giggle.

"Sure thing. I'll text you later."

"Okie, byeeeee!"

"Bye!"

You hang up the call, sitting in silence. You look back in the mirror, wondering what you were even doing. Why was this stranger even taking you on a date? Didn't he have better things to do?

You shake your head, glancing at your phone. Twenty minutes and he should be there to pick you up.

You sigh, already exhausted.

He arrives precisely at seven p.m., pulling in front of your apartment. You pull back the curtains to glance at him get out of his car. You sigh when you see that he's carrying things.

You open the door as he approaches. He's wearing a suit, black with a light gray shirt. He has a bouquet of flowers in one hand, a small baby blue box in the other.

"Hi," you say, hands clasped together.

"Hi," he replies, reaching the top step and handing out his gifts. "For you."

"I figured," you mumble, taking the flowers and the box. You hesitate, then hand the flowers back to him so you could open the box. You remove the lid, eyes going wide at the bracelet you saw. It had pearls with golden beads in between, diamonds on each bead, with a golden clasp.

"This is really unnecessary," you say, placing the lid on the bottom of the box.

"You don't like it?"

"It's beautiful," you reply, touching the bracelet. "But you really don't need to keep buying me things."

"I want to." He shifts on his feet. "I thought it would look good on you."

You hum quietly, taking the bracelet out of it's container.

"I don't know how to put this on."

"Here," he tucks the flowers under his arm, offering his hands. "Let me."

You pause but hand the bracelet to him, leaving out your arm. He unclasps it, wraps it around your wrist and clasps it together. His hands linger on your arm for a moment, eyes staring intensely before he pulls away, handing the bouquet back to you.

"Thank you," you mumble, taking the flowers. "I'm... gonna go put these in water."

"Sure."

You step inside, closing the door, whispering curses to yourself as you hurry to the kitchen. You find a spare vase, filling it with water and adding the flowers, placing them next to the last bouquet he got you. You glance at the brand name on the blue box before tossing it in the trash, going back outside.

"I'm ready." He nods, turning and walking down the steps. You follow him, heels clicking against the concrete. He opens the passenger door for you, standing to the side.

"Thank you," you mumble, slipping inside his sleek car. He shuts the door behind you, making his way to the driver's side as you look around the car. You don't know car brands, but this one seems expensive, luxurious. You wonder what his occupation is as he gets in the car, starting it and driving away.

The car is silent as he drives to your destination; not even the radio is on. You stir in your seat, pulling your phone from your purse and searching the jewelry brand he bought from. You swallow when you see the prices, scrolling through the 'bracelets' section to look for yours. You choke on your spit, coughing into your arm.

"You okay?" he asks. You heave in a breath, glancing at the price on your phone.

"Fifteen thousand dollars?!" you choke out, glancing at him. "You got me a fifteen thousand dollar bracelet?!"

"Yeah," he draws out. "Is that a problem?"

"That..." You stare at the bracelet on your wrist. "It's too much. I don't even know your name."

"Would you like to know my name?"

"I mean, yes, but... I mean, the only thing I see you as is 'guy'. You're just a guy."

He hums, making a turn.

"Why don't you call me 'Guy'?"

"What? 'Guy'? You want to be called 'Guy'?"

He shrugs, pulling in to a parking lot.

"Only you would call me that, so it's special. It'll be like a nickname."

You think about it, closing your mouth as he parks in front of the restaurant. You unbuckle, putting your hand on the door to open it, but he grabs your wrist, making you turn to look at him.

"Don't," he says, releasing you so he could unbuckle himself. "Let me."

You huff, slumping back in the seat as he gets out and walks to your door. He opens it, reaching out a hand for you to take. You sigh, taking his hand and letting him help you out of the vehicle. He closes the door, tossing his keys to the valet who fumbles with them.

"Don't scratch it," he says, still holding your hand and gently pulling you into the restaurant.

The place was dim, golden light swirling through the restaurant. He gives his last name to the hostess who grabs two menus, guiding you to your table. It's a fairly large table in the back of the restaurant, tucked away from everyone else.

He pulls back a chair for you, watching you as you gingerly sit down in it. He pushes you in before moving to his seat across from you. You take the menus in silence.

Your waiter comes to get your drink orders. He gets a water and a glass of whiskey with ice. You just get a water with lemon.

"You don't want anything to drink?" he asks before the waiter leaves. You smile awkwardly.

"I'm just not in the mood tonight." He hums, waving the waiter off, staring at you. You pretend you don't notice, rereading the limited menu choices so you don't have to make eye contact.

"What will you get to eat?" he asks, hands folded under his chin. You shrug.

"I don't know... I've never been here before." He watches you like a hawk, and you swear you can feel yourself sweating under his gaze.

The waiter returns with your drinks, asking if you're ready to give your food order.

"I'll have the ceasar salad to start," he points at the menu. "Then I want the filet with mashed potatoes and asparagus, and at the end I want the cheesecake." The waiter writes everything down turning to you.

"Oh! Um..." You glance over the menu again. "I'll also start with the salad. Then I'll have the, um... fettucine alfredo with broccoli. And then can I please have the crème brûlée?" The waiter nods, writing down your order before taking your menus and walking away. You sit in silence once again as he stares at you.

"So, um... Guy," you begin, noticing his lips curl. "What exactly do you do?"

"I'm a CEO," he says, brushing something off his shoulder.

"Oh? For where?"

"Just a tech company. Nothing special."

"Oh..." you reply. You grab your water, taking a sip before setting it back down, leaving a lipstick stain on the glass. He stares at it, rubbing his hand before looking back at you.

"You're a barista."

"Yes..."

"How long have you been one?"

"Oh, um, for a couple years now."

"Do you like it?"

"Most of the time." You pause when the waiter returns with your salads, setting them in front of you before leaving. "Some customers are really nice. Others are assholes. But I get along pretty well with most of them."

"That's good." You pick up your forks at the same time. "What can you do about the assholes?"

"Nothing, really," you say, taking a bite and chewing thoroughly. "I just try to be polite and do my job."

"Is there anything I can do for you?" You glance at him. He's still staring intensely, making you swallow.

"Uh... no, not really. You can't really ban them from coming." He hums, taking a bite.

"I'm sure I can talk to your manager, get them banned from your store." You lift your hand, waving it.

"No, no, it's fine. It's just part of the job." He huffs, taking big bites of his salad, eating twice as fast as you are.

"You shouldn't have to deal with that."

"Well, it's my job, so..."

"Do you want a better job?"

"Huh?" you ask, making a face. He's finished his salad, wiping his mouth with his napkin before setting it down in his lap.

"I could find a better job for you."

"What? No, no, I don't need a new job. I like where I am." He nods.

"Understood. If you ever change your mind though, I'm here to help."

"Right..."

You finish your salad as he watches you, trying to chew quickly so he doesn't stare at you for too long. As you finish your salad, your entrées arrive, empty plates exchanged for full ones.

"You look nice, by the way," he tells you as he picks up his fork and knife, cutting into his steak. "I should have told you earlier."

"Oh! Well, thank you," you reply, feeling warmth bloom in your cheeks.

"I feel lucky," he begins as he moves his piece of steak in sauce, "that you dressed like this for me."

You twirl your pasta around your fork, too shy to look at him. You eat in silence for a little bit, hearing him chew, knowing that he was still staring at you.

"What do you do besides work?" he asks after he swallows.

"Um, not much. I stay at home a lot, watch movies, do some crafts."

"What do you make?"

"Oh, well..." You take out your phone, pulling up photos of your crafts, handing it to him so he can see. "Stuff like this, mostly."

He takes your phone gently, staring down at the photo. He smiles softly, handing it back to you.

"It's nice. You're very talented."

"Ah, thank you." You store your phone away. "That's kind of you to say."

"I don't say things I don't mean."

You meet his gaze, blinking. He's very serious as he takes a bite of mashed potatoes.

"I... okay..."

Silence overcomes you again as you eat. He shovels food into his mouth, eating much faster than you, as if he's starving. You grab a piece of broccoli, putting it in your mouth.

"What do you do outside of work?" you ask, trying to keep the conversation going. He shrugs.

"I go to the gym a lot." You scoff.

"No shit. I can tell." He pauses, glancing at you.

"Do you not like it?" You shake your head.

"I don't mind. If you like to do it, then you should keep doing it." He taps his fork against his steak, twisting his mouth.

"Do you... like muscular men?" he asks, a hint of worry in his tone. You pause, looking up at him. You shrug.

"I don't really have a preference. I think muscles are nice, but if my partner didn't have muscles I wouldn't be upset about it."

"I see..."

Silence, again. Why was it so hard to talk about things? Was he naturally untalkative?

"Guy?" He glances at you. "Why did you ask me out on a date?" He swallows, setting down his fork.

"I wanted to take you on a date."

"But why?"

"Because I like you. I thought that was obvious." You curl into yourself a bit.

"Not really..." You pick at your food for a moment before setting your fork down. "I just don't see why you like me..."

"You don't see why?" You shrug and hear him sigh. "Well, to start, you're very beautiful. That's the first thing I noticed about you. You're also sweet, and kind. You treat customers very well. And you make good drinks."

"So you asked me on a date because you like how I make your coffee?"

"No," he says, almost offended as he picks up his fork. "I asked you on a date because I wanted to get to know you, all of you, not just who you are as a barista." You go back to eating, taking another bite.

"I'm worried you'll be disappointed with who I really am."

"I highly doubt that." He wipes his mouth with the napkin, pushing forward his cleaned plate. "I already adore you."

"Wha—"

"Are you finished, ma'am?" the waiter asks, suddenly appearing. You glance at him, taking one last bite before handing him your empty plate. He smiles, taking Guy's plate as well before another waiter places your desserts in front of you.

You quietly break into your crème brûlée, scooping the cream and bringing it to your mouth. You light up when it hits your tongue, moaning quietly.

"Oh, it's so good!"

"You like it?" he asks, grabbing a bite of fresh strawberries and cheesecake. You nod enthusiastically.

"It's so so good! Oh my gosh, that is absolutely delicious." You take another scoop, holding it up. "Would you like a bite?" He waves his hand.

"No, you enjoy it." You nod, taking another bite and moaning happily. He watches you devour your dessert with joy, smiling softly with each bite you took. You both finish your desserts, and the waiter brings the check. He doesn't let you see it: just takes out his credit card and puts it in the small black folder.

"Thank you," you say to him as the waiter takes the check away.

"Of course. I wasn't going to let you pay for anything."

The waiter returns, and Guy takes his card, signing the receipt, leaving a tip. He gets up first, holding his hand out for you. You take it, letting him lead you through the restaurant and out the building. He lets go of your hand, whispers to the valet before returning to you.

"Did you enjoy dinner?"

"Yes. It was lovely, thank you."

"Of course." He keeps his hands in his pockets, staring as the valet brings his car around. He opens the door for you, closing it once you're inside. Once he's in the driver's seat, he pulls away, heading back to your apartment.

The drive back is quiet. After he parks in front of your apartment, he gets out and opens your door. He helps you out, closing the door. The both of you walked to your front door.

"Thank you for dinner," you repeat, and he nods. You stand there awkwardly, unsure of what to do now.

"Would you like to do this again some time?" You blink, clutching your purse.

"Ah, sure, if you'd like to."

"I'd be honored to take you out again."

Your face burns at that. You squirm slightly under his gaze.

"Well, um, goodnight," you say, holding your hand out to shake his. He takes your hand, but instead of shaking it, he leans down and kisses your knuckles. You're stock-still, shocked, confused as he pulls away, releasing your hand.

"Goodnight, Y/N." You shiver, pulling out your keys and unlocking your apartment quickly.

"Okaygoodnightbye!"

You bolt inside, slamming the door behind you and locking it. You waited, hearing his footsteps retreat, his car coming to life before speeding off. Only then could you calm down, sliding down to the floor, kicking off your heels.

"This is fucking insane," you hiss to yourself, holding up your wrist to gaze at the bracelet he bought you. You sigh, shaking it and hearing it clink and jingle, thinking.

You pull out your phone, bringing up your texts.

Y/N: Well, at least he wasn't an ax murderer.

[ykzoe01]

paring | Jay x reader

•fluff•

plot - Jay left you alone all day with no heads up, but when he finally shows up it’s not what you expected..

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Usually you wake up to the sound of jays alarm but it didn’t go off this morning. “Maybe he took the day off” you thought, but when you turned over you didn’t see him laying next to you. You immediately sit up and don’t see his phone on his nightstand. You get up and look all over the house but Jay is nowhere to be seen. While you’re looking around you grab your phone and call Jay but it goes straight to voicemail.You sit down on the couch and calm yourself down and decide to wait a few hours before freaking out.

A few hours passed and Jay is still a no show, you try not to worry too much. After a while you remember you have jays location, you didn’t realize because you hardly check it given the fact that you trust Jay. But all you cared about right now was to make sure he was safe, you see that Jay has his location off. This brings you to worry a lot more. You look at the clock and realize it’s 5:30pm so you get up and decide to grab a snack. You cut up some fruits and sat down to eat them and as you ate them you thought of where Jay would be.

Suddenly you hear a car pull up to the driveway. You immediately stand up and walk closer to the door. As you walk to the door you see Jay enter the house “Where have you been?!” You say in a concerned tone Jays eyes widen “uhhh I was out doing stuff” he replies you raise a brow at him “what stuff?” Jay looks down avoiding your gaze “Jay?” You say as you walk closer to him.

He sighs “ok I guess there’s no point in lying so I’ll just say it” you give him a confused look as he walks outside to get something. When he comes back inside he holds two giant boxes in his hands. “What’s that?” you say, Jay puts the boxes down “ok so you know how you weren’t feeling well yesterday” he says trying to hide his smile. You nod in response “okay so after you fell asleep, I went into the bathroom and took a picture of all the stuff you needed to restock on” he says “jay you di-“ he cuts you off “and then I went to your vanity and took a picture of the makeup you were running out of, I also logged into your online shopping cart and bought you everything on it” he says as he reaches for your hand to hold it in his.

You looked at Jay in awe, his eyes widen “oh! And I went to a friend’s house and made you some food and cupcakes, and it’s all in these two boxes” he says letting go of your hand “Jay I don’t know what to say” you say as you are still in shock “then don’t say anything, just open your stuff while I heat up the food I made you” he says as he leans in to kiss you, you kiss him back as you wrap your arms around his neck.

[hometoursandotherstuff]

This is a completely restored 1960 mid-century modern Spartan Carousel trailer in Fairview, North Carolina that is listed on Ebay & Craigslist, to name two. It sleeps 2 and has to ship to your property. $210K.

Isn't this a lovely living room? This particular model wasn't made for the American market, so it's rare.

Look at this cool kitchen. The original table, chairs and stools are included.

The appliances match the style beautifully.

How cool is this? A classic sputnik light over the kitchen. Note how it's secured so that it doesn't move when the trailer's in motion.

It's pretty big for a trailer.

The bedroom is beautiful with a built-in dresser.

This is neat, a lighted counter and mirror.

The bathroom has a great pink tub w/shower and a full-size sink w/ vanity.

Love this.

[mimicocos]

Understanding Your Options: Types of Bathroom Vanities Available Online

Hello and welcome to our blog! We're excited to help you navigate the world of bathroom vanities and assist you in finding the perfect one for your space. Choosing the right bathroom vanity is crucial as it serves as a functional element and adds style and character to your bathroom. 

With the convenience of online shopping, you can explore a wide range of options from the comfort of your home. 

In this blog, we will explore various types of bathroom vanities online, including single-sink vanities, double-sink, vessel-sink, wall-mounted, customisable, and antique/repurposed vanities. 

So, let's dive in and find the ideal vanity for your bathroom!

Single Sink Vanities

Single-sink vanities are popular for smaller bathrooms or those with limited space. These vanities typically feature a single sink basin with storage space underneath. One of the key benefits of single sink vanities is their versatility. They are available in various styles, including modern, traditional, and farmhouse, allowing you to find the perfect match for your bathroom decor. When purchasing a single sink vanity online, it's essential to consider the size, storage capacity, and material of the vanity. Additionally, pay attention to the countertop material, faucet compatibility, and the overall design to ensure it meets your functional and aesthetic requirements.

Double Sink Vanities

If you have a shared bathroom or simply prefer the convenience of having two sinks, a double sink vanity is the way to go. These vanities offer ample countertop space and storage for couples or families. When exploring double sink vanities online, you'll come across various designs, including freestanding, wall-mounted, and floating options. Freestanding double sink vanities provide a traditional look, while wall-mounted and floating vanities offer a more modern and sleek appearance. Before making a purchase, measuring the available space in your bathroom is essential to ensure the vanity fits appropriately. Consider factors such as plumbing requirements, storage needs, and the overall style that complements your bathroom's aesthetics.

Vessel Sink Vanities

Vessel sink vanities are known for their unique and stylish appearance. These vanities feature a sink basin that sits on top of the vanity, creating a striking focal point in your bathroom. Vessel sinks are available in various materials, including ceramic, glass, stone, and copper. Each material has its pros and cons. For example, ceramic vessel sinks are durable and easy to clean, while glass vessel sinks add a touch of elegance and are perfect for contemporary bathrooms. When shopping for vessel sink vanities online, it's important to consider the sink's material, the vanity's height, and the overall style that complements your bathroom's theme.

Wall-Mounted Vanities

Wall-mounted vanities have gained popularity recently due to their space-saving benefits and modern aesthetics. These vanities are mounted directly on the wall, creating the illusion of more floor space and making cleaning a breeze. You'll find different configurations when exploring wall-mounted vanities online, including wall-hung and corner-mounted options. Wall-hung vanities provide a sleek and minimalist look, while corner-mounted vanities maximise the use of space in smaller bathrooms. When selecting a wall-mounted vanity, pay attention to the size, storage options, and design that seamlessly integrates with your bathroom decor. Additionally, ensure that the vanity is installed correctly to ensure its stability and durability.

Customisable Vanities

Customisable vanities offer a flexible option for personalising their bathroom design. Online retailers often provide the option to customise various features, including vanity size, finishes, hardware, and storage options. The advantages of selecting customisable bathroom vanities online are numerous. You can create a vanity that perfectly fits your bathroom's dimensions and meets your specific storage needs. Additionally, you can select finishes and hardware that match your style and complement your bathroom decor. When customising a vanity online, be sure to provide accurate measurements and consider your budget and desired features to create the perfect vanity for your space.

Antique/Repurposed Vanities

For those who appreciate vintage charm and unique pieces, antique or repurposed bathroom vanities available online are a great option. These vanities add character and a sense of history to your bathroom. When exploring antique or repurposed vanities online, it's essential to assess the quality and condition of the piece. Look for reputable sellers who provide detailed descriptions and clear images of the vanity. Consider factors such as the material, craftsmanship, and any potential restoration or repairs that may be required. Remember that antique vanities may require more care and maintenance than new ones. With the right choice, an antique or repurposed vanity can become the centrepiece of your bathroom, adding a touch of elegance and uniqueness.

Conclusion:

In conclusion, when it comes to bathroom vanities, the bathroom vanities online on websites like Mimicocò are vast and diverse. Whether you're looking for a single sink vanity, a double sink vanity, a vessel sink vanity, a wall-mounted vanity, a customisable vanity, or an antique/repurposed vanity, the internet offers a wide range of choices to suit your preferences and needs. By considering all these factors, you can find the perfect bathroom vanity that not only enhances the functionality of your space but also complements your unique style and adds a touch of elegance to your bathroom. Happy shopping!

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[sugar-omi]

Sending more Rockstar!Cove love! Need some spicy stuff in here though.

Please knock before entering his dressing room or trailer. Everyone knows that by now. Barging in there will cause you to see stuff you do not want to see.

He's not afraid to post more private stuff about his love life on his socials. Do you think he's going to just stop what he's doing because someone "urgently" needed him?

(He's about to be late and has absolutely no sense of time at all anymore.)

-🎸

YES! YES YES YES!!!! everyone sees the shit he posts of you/your relationship online. everything from romantic to more or less erotic.

so really, the staff on the set should know not to be careless when you're on the set as well. because cove is diligent and kind when he's working. he loves what he does, and he's not the typical big headed rockstar he presents as.

he's serious, dedicated to his craft.. a little rough, sure, very reserved and otherwise quiet unless he's commanding the scene.

but he's also dedicated to you. the whole world is convinced that he would drop music if you asked him to, that's how much he loves you.

really, the amount of times someone on set has walked in on cove going down on you is insane.

he does his due diligence by closing the door or finding a "secluded" place. they just need to do their part by not busting in, walking by, or opening the wrong curtain, is that so hard?

his manager can lecture him all he wants about public indecency. I mean, was it really indecent though? he was in his dressing room when he had you bent over the vanity, not the public bathroom. it's not his fault the mua's new assistant walked in for... whatever her reason was again.

and when he has to record a new song, his fans eagerly waiting the tease of a new album, well he has to take care of his beloved first.

making sure you're fat n happy is his number one priority. always making sure your material needs are met, your necessities. you have more cars and houses in your name than the two of you will ever need, and more money in your account than you could spend even if you used it to blow your nose.

and with all that met... that just leaves cove to love you up, kiss you and hold you, and spoil you with his time, affection, and gifts. and sexually.

he's been so busy preparing for the new album, he hasn't had nearly enough time to spend with you. and you're so needy today, your body pressed against his, gently waking him up from his sleep by rubbing on his body, kissing him gentle and whispering in his ear pleads to wake up and fuck you...

so yeah, when he picks up the phone, of course the producer is gonna hear the bed creak, and of course, he can hear the breathlessness and the gravel in cove's voice as he fucks you through the alaskan king mattress.

and of course, he hands up on him! the song can wait. it's been written for months, so instead of breathing down his neck, why don't they fix the tempo like he told them to, and he'll be in as soon as you cum around his dick two or three more times, maybe even more if anyone else blows up his phone.

so okay. maybe cove does tap into the typical rockstar assholery, but it's not his fault. his baby needs to be pleased whenever they want, and he certainly can't keep his hands off you as it is, let alone when he's been busy with work.

he'll try to keep the indecency down to a reasonable level (his manager screamed at that), but only if everyone remembers to be a little mindful of their ears and eyes if they don't want to see or hear you two reach heaven together.~

[katnisspeetaprim]

Privacy Part 1 Yoongi/Reader

Summary: Videos surface online after hidden cameras were placed in your hotel room...

Warnings: Slight smut, invasions of privacy, swearing, angst, crying, almost panic attack, female reader.

Banner by @awrkive

Word count: 2448 M.list

Yoongi lay  beneath you, panting heavily as he came down from his high. Arms wrapped tightly around you as you lay on top of him, back flush against his chest and your legs held apart as they lay draped over his thighs. Your own breathing was heavy, eyes closed as you turned your head towards him. Your warm breath blowing over his face as you placed feather light kisses along his jaw line.

‘I love you.’ You said, words coming out as a whisper. He smiled, finally opening his eyes to look at you.

‘I love you too.’ His breathing finally calming as he leaned down for a soft kiss. The two of you lay there for a few moments just enjoying being in each others embrace, him still nestled inside you.

You and Yoongi were currently in some fancy hotel in the middle of Vegas for their performances of Permission To Dance on stage . They had 1 more performance the next night before you had to head back to Korea. You had never been able to accompany him to any of his US tour dates before, always too busy with either work or some other prior engagement, so this was a big deal for both of you.

You slowly lifted yourself off of Yoongi, causing him to hiss as he slid out of you. Shuffling around, you now lay on your side face to face with him, your hand coming up to rub up and down his arm. His own hand drew lazy circles on your hip, causing goose umps to appear.

‘I’m glad you could fly out this time.’

‘Me too.’ You smiled at him before leaning in for another kiss. He pulled you closer to him by your waist, deepening the kiss when suddenly-

‘Ow! Fuck!’ Yoongi moaned out in pain, hunching over to curl up in the fetal position.

‘Oh my God Yoongi! I’m so sorry!’ You had unconsciously bought your knee up quite sharply when he pulled you into him, connecting it with his exposed groin. You bought your hand up to your mouth trying your best to conceal your laughter, as you sat up and placed your other hand on his shoulder.

‘If it was that bad you could have just said.’ He groaned out through gritted teeth, trying to compose himself a little.

‘I’m sorry! It really was an accident I swear!’ You managed to speak through fits of laughter.

‘you’re the worst.’ He sighed, finally sitting up. His back faced you as he stretched himself out before standing and offering his hand back for you.

‘Come on we need to shower, you stink.’ He smirked over his shoulder.

‘Excuse me!? How rude!’ You exclaimed in mock offence, still taking his hand and following him into the bathroom none the less.

Yoongi turned on the shower and stepped inside after it had warmed up, you joining him after using the toilet to pee.

The only time the two of you really showered together was after sex, that or you were both running late for something. You both just preferred your own space during that time, but it didn’t stop the two of you cuddling and bathing each other under the hot water.

Later Yoongi sat on the bed, legs crossed as he looked at work things on his phone. He’d changed into some comfortable clothing consisting of baggy tracksuit bottoms and a soft t-shirt. You sat at the vanity across the room, now dressed in a long oversized shirt and some shorts as you sorted out your hair for the night.

‘What time do you have to be out tomorrow morning?’ You looked at him through the mirror as you spoke.

‘Early.’ He groaned, not looking up from his phone. ‘Too early. You gonna get up with me to see me off?’  He looked up, smirking at you as he already knew your answer.

‘Yeah, no. I’ll see you at the venue later on.’ You scoffed back at him. You weren’t getting up ridiculously early for anybody, boyfriend or not.

‘It’s late.’ You spoke, glancing at the clock. ‘We should get some sleep.’ After tying your hair into a crude bun you stood up and made your way over to the bed, turning off the room light as you did leaving only his bedside lamp on. Yoongi nodded in agreement as he set his early alarm and placed his phone down on the bedside. He let you get yourself settled before he flicked off his own light.

You shimmied your way towards him as he held his arm out towards you, a silent invitation to cuddle into him. You rested your head on his clothed chest, closing your eyes listening to his heartbeat.

‘Good luck for tomorrow.’ You whispered into his chest. He ‘hmmed’ in response, eyes already closed and falling asleep. You smiled as you circled your arms tightly around him, letting sleep take over.

The concert the next night was amazing as usual, screaming your heart out for your boyfriend and close friends from a private area in the crowd. You had become quite close to all the members since you started dating Yoongi, considering all of them at least friends.

You all had a couple free days after the last concert before you had to fly back to Korea. The 8 of you decided to use the time to explore around the city and go on a shopping spree. You and Yoongi also made sure to christen every part of the overly fancy hotel room because why wouldn’t you?

It was always nice going back home to Korea after spending time away. Even though you weren’t born in the country, it had become like a second home to you after you moved there for Yoongi. You and Yoongi were now back in your shared home, enjoying his break after the tour. Even though he was on break, he was still locked away in his home studio just working away on things that didn’t need to be finished for months.

You sat at the kitchen counter, trying to get some of your own work done on your laptop, when you noticed your phone light up with a call. You smiled at the caller ID. Taehyung and you had become like best friends, having met each other when you and Yoongi first started dating years ago. You were close to all the members, but you and Tae just clicked.

‘Hey Tae, miss me already?’ You joked with a smile, only to be met with silence on the other end.

‘Tae?’ You tried again.

‘Y/N...Have you not seen?’ His voice was quiet but you could tell that he was holding something back.

‘Have yours and Hyung’s phone not been blowing up?’

‘What-‘ You cut yourself off confused. You pulled the phone away from your ear to check the screen. Holy cow! You thought. It was just as Tae had said. It had to be hundreds if not thousands of notifications littering your lock screen. Notifications from every social media you owned and messages from friends and family. The dozens of missed calls from your mom and messages from the other boys were what really caught your attention.

Joon – Y/N, you or Yoongi really need to answer your phones.

Jinnie – Everything will be sorted out Y/N don’t worry.

Hobi – Please answer someone, we are all really worried right now!

Jiminie – I can’t believe that this is happening right now...

JJK – Y/N if you or hyung need anything we are all here for you...

You realised then that your phone had been set to do not disturb, only catching Taehyungs call since you saw your phone light up. You felt all the blood drain from your face as you slowly lifted the phone back up to your ear.

Tae... What’s going on?’ You tried to stop your voice from wavering as you spoke but failed miserably.  You heard Tae sigh down the phone before continuing.

‘Look if you don’t know yet it’s probably best that it comes from Yoongi-hyung. Bang PD should be on the phone with him right now.’ You didn’t know what to think. Tae was scaring you with how cryptic he was being , and the sheer amount of notifications on your phone was enough to send anyone into a panic. When Tae didn’t hear you reply back he spoke up again.

‘Listen, talk to Yoongi. I promise everything will be ok. Me and the rest of the boys are all here for you Y/N.’ With that he bid you goodbye and hung up, leaving you alone with your thoughts. You definitely weren’t going to look at your mentions online so you got up and dragged yourself to Yoongi’s office, deciding to leave your phone on the counter.

As you approached, you could hear Yoongi talking quite loudly  so Tae must have been right. You tentatively knocked on the door before pushing it open and stepping inside.

‘Where does that leave us now?’ He was stood up, pacing back and forth occasionally running his hand through his hair due to what you can only assume was stress.

‘But that’s-‘ He stopped talking, probably cut off by the other person. You move over and sit on the small sofa in the corner of the room.

‘Yes I understand. Thank you. Goodbye.’ He hung up the phone and stared at it for a second before looking over at you. His gaze not quite meeting your eyes. You watched as he grabbed the back of his desk chair before wheeling it over directly in front of you and sitting down. He gingerly took both your hand in his own and squeezed them.

‘Yoongi...What’s happening?’ You were almost too afraid to ask. ‘Tae called me but he wouldn’t say anything so I’m freaking out right now.’ He looked up at you, face contorted in a way you didn’t recognise on him. He was silent, thinking about his words carefully.

‘You remember the hotel? The one in Vegas?’ You nodded hesitantly, unsure where he was going.

‘Turns out someone...Someone put cameras in our room.’ You froze at his revelation, not quite believing your ears.

‘Cameras? You mean they...’ You trailed off, already feeling the panic build.

‘Yes.’ He said bluntly, knowing what you were going to ask. His voice was deep, filled with a mix of anger, stress and anxiety.

'There are multiple videos of us online apparently..’ You just stared at him as his words began to sink in. How could this happen? What kind of position did that leave the two of you in? How could someone do this to you both? Your breathing started to increase as you thought about what this meant. Everybody had seen you and Yoongi together during your most intimate moments together. All the notifications suddenly made sense. Your whole body ran cold when you remembered the calls from your mother. She knew. Taehyungs call also came to mind and the boys messages...Had they all watched the videos too? No, no. They wouldn’t do that to the two of you...

You ripped you hands away from Yoongi’s and stood up to pace around the room, not unlike he was doing earlier. Your hands held your head, pulling your hair as you felt yourself hyperventilating.  Yoongi was immediately  on his feet and in front of you, pulling your hands out of your hair.

‘Y/N please calm down.’

‘Do not tell me to calm down Yoongi!’ You screamed startled him. ‘This situation is far from ok! I don’t know what to do.’ You started to break down, tears finally spilling from your eyes. Yoongi just stood there, letting you get it all out. His face had a defeated expression as he pulled you towards him, close to tears himself.

‘My mom knows. She’s tried to call me so many times and everybody who knows who you are has seen the videos. What do we do?’ You were now sobbing into his chest, holding on tightly to him as if your life depended on it.

‘Bang PD said we should lay low for a while. Stay off social media. The company is preparing a statement for us to look over as we speak.’ Yoongi had given up trying to be strong. He was just as upset as you were about his privacy being invaded and he wished it would be over already, despite only just beginning.

‘A lot of your fans already hate me. This is just more fuel for the hate fire.’ You trailed off. You and Yoongi had been public for a few years at this point. The original reaction to your relationship had been mostly positive, but there was a lot of hate littered between. You always tried your best to ignore the hate, but it wasn’t always that easy.

‘I’m so sorry this happened.’ Yoongi tightened his hold on you, his own tears now falling freely.

‘No please don’t apologise, this isn’t in anyway your fault.’ It broke your heart to hear him apologise for something he had no control over. You both needed to support each other right now because it was the only way you would get through this.

‘Have any of the other guys had anything come out?’ You asked, pulling your head up to look at his face. Honestly you were afraid to ask, not wanting to wish this on any of the guys.

‘No. Just us so far. I would go as far as to say whoever planted the cameras knew which room was ours.’ The thought of somebody purposely setting out to capture the two of you made you physically sick.

‘I- I think i’m gonna throw up.’ You pushed away from Yoongi and flew out the room, though you only made it a few steps before throwing up on the hallway floor, not being able to hold your stomach any longer.

This was without a doubt the worst thing that had ever happened to you. Your career could be in danger, not to mention the relationship you shared with friends and family could be on the line. Then there was Yoongi...He had so much more to loose and you couldn’t help but think that you were the one to blame...

[aspiringtrashpanda]

This is part two of Day 9! Find the prompt list HERE.

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DAY 12 Prompt: Haunting Additional tags: angst, emotional hurt/comfort, the Satan and Asmo friendship is so important

Asmodeus’s D.D.D. wouldn’t stop buzzing. 

The vibration was tinny, resonating with some sort of metal within the polished stone countertop of his vanity. The sound wormed its way through Asmo’s eardrum, needling at some part in his brain that stoked irritation. All he could do was scratch at his temples, the pressure pulsing behind his eyes building with each new notification across his screen. 

There were so many alerts from FabSnap, from Devilgram, from TrickTok. Interspersed by emails about online sales, exclusive deals, brand sponsorships for his DevilTube page, it was easy to write everything off as shallow. 

The word was haunting him. His reputation was haunting him. His fucking D.D.D. that would not stop buzzing was haunting him. 

Asmo lifted bloodshot eyes to the mirror, disgust flaring in his gut at the sunken skin beneath his dull eyes. He ran a hand through his unkempt hair. He couldn’t remember the last time he hadn’t bothered to style it before leaving his room. Then again, he couldn’t remember the last time he had failed to catch a wink of sleep and then skipped classes the next day, either. 

He had told himself it was an exercise in identity. If he purposely deprived himself of his perfect appearance, then he would be met with the pieces of him that remained behind the shattered veneer.

What he got was vibrating confirmation that all anyone wished to talk to discuss with him was his beauty and his influence. 

“You’re Asmo. You don’t do the hard work, you know?” 

And what if they were right?

A sharp rap on his door knocked him back to reality, the pain within his skull poking at his brain and making him wince.

One knock, then two. When he failed to answer, Satan’s voice called through the wooden panel of his sanctuary. “Asmo? Are you in there?”

Asmo shuddered at the sound of his name. Who was Asmodeus? Was he just an empty shell loved for its pattern and not the decaying hermit crab within? 

Satan tried again. “I can smell the fresh roses in the bath. Open up.”

Pulling himself up from his vanity chair, Asmo wrenched the door open, not bothering to mask his… Where did he even start? Frustration, exhaustion, anger, fear, pain? 

He settled for a simple, “Yes?”

“What’s wrong?” If Satan was taken aback by Asmo’s haggard appearance, he didn’t show it. 

“Nothing’s wrong.”

“That’s a lie.” Though Satan’s lips remained fixed in a stern frown, Asmo did appreciate the humor in his voice when he added, “You didn’t try to coax me into sharing a bath with you just now.” 

Asmo didn’t protest as Satan shouldered his way into the room. With his hands on his hips, his seagreen eyes took quick note of the dirtied makeup remover wipes still lingering by the bathroom sink, of the clothes from last night bunched into a corner by the closet. Concern overwhelmed Satan’s gaze as he accused, “You’ve been locked up here all day and you won’t respond in the house chat.”

The words bounced around Asmo’s head. Oh, Satan, how sweet of you to occupy your thoughts with ol’ adorable me~. Of course you can’t take your mind off me! I’m just too cute ♡! But, he didn’t have the energy to play it up. Instead, he deflated face first into the plush duvet of his bed. The movement pushed an anguished groan from his chest. 

The mattress shifted, Satan taking a seat on the edge of the bed. “Lying like that will leave imprints on your face.”

“I don’t care,” Asmo’s protest rose muffled and near indistinguishable from the fabric. 

“Asmo,” Satan huffed, though there was no impatience in the timbre of his voice, “Talk to me.”

Asmo considered it. Just for one moment. One moment where his stomach lurched and his temples throbbed and he spewed, “Am I shallow?”

“What do you mean?” Satan waited until Asmo had pulled himself up, hugging an embroidered pillow to his chest.

“Am I a shallow person?” The question scorched Asmo’s throat worse than the hard liquor he had switched to last night. Speaking the fear aloud was so much worse than letting it ferment in his brain. “Do I only care about image? Would you consider me someone to avoid putting the work in for anything?”

Satan’s expression was unreadable, much to Asmo’s disappointment. All his brother did was cock his head slightly to the right and ask, “Why would you say that?”

If Asmo had been hoping to bottle it up, well, Satan wasn’t going to let him. That simple, curious gaze lacking any judgment wrenched Asmo’s screw top open, the disturbed carbonation spilling out in a messy rant. “I offered to interview Zaramela for Devil Style because Lamiya said they aren’t doing a feature on her, even though she’s coming to our region. And then I thought, hey, this would be a good opportunity for Majolish to collaborate with Zaramela and release a new line for both party and casual wear that would appeal to both demons like, well, me, and demons like Levi!”

Satan hummed in understanding.

“But Lamiya and Marbas and Astia kind of…ignored me? And then, Astia told me that I don’t put in the work.” There were those words again. Asmo worried he was going to vomit everywhere, and it had nothing to do with his hangover. Burying his face in his hands, he lamented, “I feel like a loser.” 

The longer the silence stretched on, the less Asmo wished to lift his head. Was that embarrassing? Was he making a fuss about nothing? Was Satan going to agree with them? 

But then, Asmo felt a heavy hand pat his knee, and Satan spoke gently, “You’re not a loser. The people you surround yourself with are losers.” 

Asmo stilled. He spread his fingers, peered out at Satan from between digits. 

And Satan did not regard him with pity, or even sympathy for that matter. No, Satan lifted his hand away, tapped his index finger against his chin and considered, “Let me talk to Zaramela’s manager. Did you know they love cats? We met through an online chat group. They believe orange cats are superior to all, but I’ll overlook their ignorance and see if I can pull some strings.”

Asmo blinked. “Huh?”

“Don’t look at me like that.” Again, the irritation that flashed through Satan’s eyes was entirely void of any sort of commiseration. Really, Asmo should have known better. Satan wasn’t one to take Asmo’s feelings, ball them up and throw them away, but he also wasn’t the type to get into the nitty gritty mess that accompanied emotions. He was one to listen, to validate, and then to solve the problem. 

Asmo knew that Satan would never put his association on the line if he didn't believe in Asmo wholeheartedly. Such a show of trust spoke volumes, answering all his questions in one fell swoop.

The gratitude welled up in Asmo’s chest, pressing on his heart, and he thought he was going to cry. His bottom lip was trembling, his vision blurring as he started to sniffle. 

“Seriously,” Satan’s frown deepened. Pulling himself up from the bed, he made for the door. “Stop it. Why don’t you go talk to Levi about your ideas? I’ll let you know when I hear back from Kreos.” 

“Satan!” But Asmo wasn’t about to let him go that easily. He lunged forward, wrapping his technically little brother up in a tight embrace. “I love you so much ♡!”

Satan only sighed, though did not fight against Asmo’s arms. He allowed Asmo to hug him tight for a whole ten seconds before squirming away, not unlike a stray cat suffering unwanted affection. 

“Hey, Asmo…” Satan paused with his fingers hovering over the door knob. “Someone who doesn’t put in the work would never have been able to paint my nails. Don’t forget that.”

And Asmo thought that maybe, as Satan shut the door behind him, the affection wasn’t entirely unwanted after all.

His heart lighter than it had been in the last 24 hours, Asmo picked up his D.D.D., cleared all notifications without bothering to read them. Though the bright red numbers continued to tick up, up, up in the corners of his apps, he told himself that none of that mattered at this very moment. No, there was something he needed to do.

7:54pm - Asmodeus

Hiiii! Are you free right now?

7:55pm - Leviathan

Lol why does that sound like Mammon’s fail of a pick up line? Yeah, I’m in my room. Why?

7:56pm - Asmodeus

Yay! I’ll be right over! 😘

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