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Bathroom Master Bath Seattle Large, modern brown and porcelain tiles in the bathroom Brown cabinets, a one-piece toilet, brown walls, an undermount sink, quartz worktops, a hinged shower door, and a porcelain tile and beige floor bathroom concept complete the space.
#bathroom wet room#freestanding tub#dimensional tile#master bath#bathroom#large master bathroom#floor mounted tub filler
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Bathroom - 3/4 Bath
#Bathroom with a one-piece toilet#beige walls#a vessel sink#and granite countertops in a medium-sized#modern bathroom with 3/4-sized gray and porcelain tiles#a limestone floor#and a beige floor. open shower#bathroom wet room#bathroom with no walls#shower rain head#wood shower seat#blue glass vessel sink#teak wood shower bench
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A luxurious modern bathroom.
#modern life#modern architecture#modern bathroom#floor to ceiling windows#wet room#rainfall shower#black bathtub#bathtub#bathroom deisgn idea#bathroom design#bathroom decor#april#may#spring#black and white#toya's tales#style#toyastales#toyas tales#home decor#interior design#luxury#luxury home#luxury living#stone#home improvement#home & lifestyle#home design#home decorating#home
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whyyyyy are dog people so obsessed with their pet taking a shit...
#im. Confused. bc seriously why! what is it!#we have had this dog for One Full Day and the amount of times#that my stepdad has felt the need to regale me with her using the bathroom on a walk#is. well frankly its Insufferable and i Want It To Stop#like respectfully! affectionately! I Do Not Care! Hush! Cease! Good For Her! None Of My Business!#i am learning so quickly that im solidly a cat person#i do not enjoy having a Wet Beast! dogs are fine when they're not in my house!#me and my cats are like... living in my room now#i almost said Our room. well. that wouldnt be wrong at this point#absolutely unprompted#i can live with snakes i can live with lizards i can live with birds#but dogs? theyre just so much... too much...#sensory nightmares! big and loud and smelly and slobbery and their fur feels weird and theyre so Pushy-#i could handle it if it was a uh... a Sensible dog!#but this is a golden retriever mixed with a samoyed i believe!#that is not a sensible dog thats a 'i will force myself into your personal space' dog#sorry. sorry. im just not very happy with this development lmao#but its not my house not my decision and my stepdad needed an affectionate furry friend#he's happy! good! i can keep my mouth shut about my deep displeasure!#cats are so neat and clean and just sweet little packages of delight... i need to be in a room full of kittens STAT
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IG housebeautiful
#bathroom#farmhouse#two vanities#walk in wet room#walk in shower#tub room#paneling#interior design#monochronic#green
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i live here with the love of my life or whatever!!! we’ve been watching starstruck and playing BG3. in the past week, i’ve made chocolate chip cookies with pretzel bits, a seedy whole wheat bread, pesto with my own basil, rosemary garlic flatbreads, banana-bread-spice-cake, lemon garlic chicken soup. it might get cool enough to open the windows this week. we’re hosting a board game night with friends in a couple days. we are talking about maybe adopting a wee beastie. this is good. 💗
#it’s a big two bedroom and i had the initially controversial but brilliant idea to#make the ‘living room’ the dining room and the ‘second bedroom’ the den#so the big kitchen table is the hearth of the main living space and movie nights are so so cozy!#and the ‘dining room’/breakfast nook is a reading/study space#it’s such a good setup i love it!#and this apartment is kinda old (but recently renovated) and it’s got so many weird angles and quirks but in a cute charming way#like how in the sims weird shaped spaces improve your sim’s environmental happiness#anyway#eventually we’ll put more stuff on the walls too#there’s also a wet bar. we filled it with board games.#and oh oh the balcony faces southeast so my bbs get SO much sun my malabar spinach is THRIVING 💚#also also Books is suuuch a good housemate bless#i haven’t had to clean the bathroom once since we’ve been here#also also every friday can be… you know 😌
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close enough welcome back adam stanheight
#sopping wet barefoot in the dark messy room white tee shirt baggy jeans… he did it for me btw#joon please please take a photo in a bathroom it would be really funny to me specifically#signed nary#← silliness aside. if i verbalise anything else i am feeling about these photos i will be tackled and killed
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Personally I literally do not mind when the heat index is 103F but I just cannot do this humidity bro. I cannot live if my body can’t cool itself off.
#it’s fine actually but the CONSEQUENCES#I’ve decided to run commando bc it just doesn’t make sense#imagine wearing underwear under bathing suit going swimming and then going to the bathroom#it’s so fucking ANNOYING#that’s what my life is like on the weekends#also I said my room was in the high 80s or something I think that was a lie#bc it was cooler outside than in my room#I don’t really get it#it’s supposed to FEEL LIKE 103F outside but I don’t think it does#I’m just so tired of being wet I HATE IT it’s literally like jumping in a body of water and then running a half marathon#and u only get wetter#my phone is USELESS#I could only use it when I passed the public bathrooms so I could wipe the sweat off with TOILET PAPER#running#I would run badwater but I would NEVER run the HURT 100#maybe#I’ve never actually run in dry heat but it cannot be worse than this literally#scientifically and physiologically it can’t be worse than running in humidity
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holy shit it's not even noon
#i did the gardening. and the kitchen. and washed out the planters. wooooo#now onto the storage room#also the bathroom is definitely not getting cleaned today bc the giant grow bag that the beans were in is drying in the tub#it was difficult to find a home for a 3ft rectange of soaking wet felt lol#oh also i ate lunch. real lunch today not just reheated potatoes.
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Soooooooooo guess who started crying in the doctor’s office bc she has to miss her labs tomorrow
#I have COVID apparently#despite testing negative twice before#they think it’s bc my first tests were too close to when symptoms started#but anyway I got told that I absolutely must stay in my room and not leave except for bathroom trips and like. emergencies.#and all I could think was ‘oh no I’m screwed I’m gonna have to miss so many classes’#told my roommates and they said ‘we cannot afford to get COVID. do not leave your room please’.#which. yeah. I also cannot afford to get COVID. and yet here we are.#my roommate brought up the food my mom got delivered for me so that’s nice#I’ll probably be full for a while and I got some juice so I could take my meds#which is nice bc I haven’t eaten since yesterday morning and I wasn’t hungry until like. noon today.#this does partially explain the intense brain fog yesterday#I spent hours just staring at the wall shivering trying to form a coherent thought#went to take a bath and almost fell asleep in it#and then had to crawl out because I was shaking too hard to stand up on the wet surface.#all of this to say#wear your masks and get your booster shots if at all possible#I was behind on my boosters and look at where we are now#Infected With The Plague#this is supposedly a mild variant and yet I feel like death#at least I can think better today. got more sleep anyway. been crying a lot tho. and coughing. and shivering.#Fuckign Miserable
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WHY WOULD YOU CREATE A WET BATHROOM WITH THE SAME ELEVATION AS THE REST OF THE HOUSE
#long story short i took a shower#and since the bathroom and the outside are the same height some water escaped from under the bathroom door#and now a part of the common room floor is wet#i soaked off most of the water but the floor's still wet i really hope it dries before my roommate gets to know 😭#imagine flooding your dorm on your second day there could never be me
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my cousins just replaced their pool deck no one speak to me im in mourning
#it seems like a silly thing to be upset over but like. i was half raised in that house. i know every room every hallway every drawer in#that kitchen like the back of my hand. i remember the star wars figurines in the bathroom and the eddie jordan shirt framed on the wall. i#can tell you exactly what that one christmas day 8 yrs ago was like and the feeling of the metal trim along the hallway between the hardwoo#and the carpet. i learned to swim in that pool. i remember jumping in through the loops in vacuum and trying to surf on the lifeguard#toroedoes and climbing out dripping wet and eating vegemite and cheese sandwhiches and savoys. i remember the smell of the chlorine and the#scratchy feel of the cushion covers for the chairs. mostly i remember how the brick deck around the pool felt when it was hot and wet under#your feet. that was the first thing that made me properly cry the first time we went back. it was where i cried before we left again. that#was one of the few things that truly felt like home for me. it sounds silly i know but i clung to anything i could remember.#i miss my childhood. i miss home.
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Thinking about how, if I DO go into fieldwork for entomology and conservation, there's a chance I might become an "inspiring" disabled person
#this guy has POTS and nearly passed out when he went to the bathroom but he still finds it in himself to go to work and STAND#for real though I'm thinking about how fieldwork and my POTS would probably not go together very well for the most part#of course I'm still in the process of receiving diagnoses and all that so i have a lot of time and room for improvement#but as of right now. i at least shouldn't do fieldwork in florida lmao#kneeling in dirt in 100 degree heat 80% humdity; i stand up and immediately drop back into the dirt#combo fainting from POTS and heatstroke suffocating on the wet blanket air... yeah maybe i should move out LMAO#hoatm rants
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I told my boss I wasn't going to be in tomorrow bc of a personal emergency and that I would keep her updated and she said thank you...... what does that mean......
#ranntics#oh well not my business anymore 🥱#gonna try to sleep and be ready for maintenance to hopefully come first thing tomorrow so I can wash my towels and clothes#and hopefully my own self as well#and also clean my fucking wreck of an apartment#the whole floor is sticky in the way that floors get sticky when you've put too much cleaner in mop water yk#and it's all over my WHOLE apartment main room. like the kitchen + living room#+the bathroom bc that's where we were putting the wet towels to be wrung out in between dryer cycles
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“HAVE YOU SEEN MY PANTIES?”
pairing: satoru gojo x f!reader
summary: in a lazy, hot summer afternoon, it’s your boyfriend’s turn to do the laundry. but why doesn’t he respond when you’re asking where’s your panties?
warnings: +18, smut, nsfw, gojo is your boyfriend, needy! gojo, cute! gojo, fluff, nipple play, panties sniffling, masturbation (m), oral (f!receiving), overstimulation, sex (p in v), also based on a @/yunonoai’s comic!
wc: 2,128
“Babe, can you do the laundry? I have a call.”
“Sure,” Satoru replies, standing up from the couch where he was lazily lying down, chilling out in front of some tiktoks.
He steps towards the bathroom, the laundry hamper waiting for him to be emptied and washed. With a resigning sigh, he looks down at the heap of dirty clothes. One of them overhangs them all: your favorite panties — the one he bought you last month.
The lace surrounds with finesse the satin fabric of your favorite color.
So how can he not be hard at the only sight that reminds him how long you both haven’t had sex?
Fuck.
His breathing becomes heavier, each inhaling being a trial to not pay attention to the prominent bulge swelling down his gray jogging pants. Of course, the memory of your whimpers will always be like music to his ears, the fwap sounds of his cock buried deep, so deep, inside of your wet pussy, and his balls, so much filled with his cum and tightening when he's about to climax, slapping against your ass at each pound into you.
He is grouching now, at the edge of whining in need of your full attention — but of course, you needed to have a call at this very moment.
His hand twitches to his crotch, palming his already hard erection through the soft fabric of his pants, electricing at quiet moans, Satoru’s beautiful face wincing in pleasure. He swallows thick, his Adam’s apple bobbing, and gives in. With messy movements, he lifts up his black shirt to grab the hem at his watering mouth and muffle his cute sounds between his clenched teeth and jaw. The fresh air blow at his hard abs, making him tensing his belly with scorching skin.
His big, calloused hand fiddles with his erection, so ready to free himself from the torturous sensation of your pretty panties, which he holds between his fingers and brings to his nose to inhale your scent, which makes him like a little puppy for you. Satoru utters a desperate whimper and finally buries his hand under his clothes to release his quivering cock.
It’s much bigger than usual, beads of precum glistening on the angry red tip, and veins sinuating the flesh. Of course, it’s perfect. That’s why it will never seem strange to anyone to see him stroke himself. He lazily fucks his tight fist, picturing your sweet pussy as he closes his eyes, beads of sweat leaking from his temples a flush spreads all over his cheeks.
His length girth throbs between his digits, coursing waves of lust through him as Satoru quickens the pace, as the same as his heartbeat. Saliva damps the fabric of his black shirt, and the idea of substituting the hem of his shirt with your panties carries out straight away, increasing his arousal until it’s twitching in a maddened way. With each stroke, the pre spreads along his shaft to allow it to be lubricated, at the point that if you all of a sudden show up in the bathroom, you both can skip the foreplay but damn!
“Toru? Did you see my panties?” Your voice echoes through another room.
But he doesn’t answer anyway.
“Fuck,” he grunts in a quiet whine, “miss you so much, babe.” His balls tighten, following the next moment — and it doesn’t take that much time he expected, because a few seconds after he twists his wrist in an upstroke movement — the exact way you’d do to him — he’s already cumming on the heap of laundry, dirtying them even more they already were, puddles of a viscous liquid, spreading out in droplets as the orgasmic peak subsides.
Panting heavily, he doesn’t hear you burst into the bathroom as you exclaim, “Satoru? You serious? Look at the state of the laundry now!”
With a swift gesture, he removes your panties from his mouth and turns his head suddenly towards you. He’s unable to justify himself and simply watches your disapproving pout ruffle your pretty lips. “Sorry babe, I'll clean it up.” He also notes how your mere presence makes him hard immediately despite having softened a moment earlier with the moment of “relief” he wished to provide for himself.
“Where are my panties?” you ask a second time as you rummage, eyebrows furrowed, through the basket of dirty laundry.
Satoru rubs the back of your neck nervously and hesitates to hide your underwear in his palm. “Uh... here,” he murmurs softly, slightly discomfited as you pinch the bridge of your nose in exasperation.
“You’re that much needy?”
Satoru looks down, a little boyish pout on his lips that breaks your heart. “Sorry...”
Your frown softens. “Oh, um— No, Toru, please don’t gimme that look,” you whisper, walking over to him, your hands instinctively cupping his cheeks to make him look down at you. “I’m sorry, my love. You need to tell me when you need me, okay?”
Satoru nods slowly, still guiltily pouting. “Can I have you? Please? Just one round, I swear I’ll be gentle,” he murmurs.
His request makes your lips curl up. “My boy does want me? You’re cute, almost begging like this.” You graze a kiss on his cheek. “Get on your knees.”
“Like that?” His knees make contact with the floor, his cock still outside his dangling jogging suit. He so fucking cute, listening to you so obediently.
“Good boy,” you coo, sliding pants down your thighs. Your black panties hug the swell of your hips, your intoxicating scent spreading toward Satoru’s nostrils.
He moves towards you using his knees to grip your hips and sniff your scent once more. The action makes you giggle so much that it makes you suck in a breath when he pulls down your underwear to kiss your groin. “Love you,” he whispers. “I want to taste you, please.”
“Satoru, just wait I—” But he cuts you off, darting out his tongue to lick a strip enough to feel your bundle of nerves. A moan escapes your lips, driving your breath as crazy as he’s doing with his skillful mouth.
“You’re dripping,” Satoru comments, kissing your lower lips swiftly before grabbing you by the thighs and lifting you up, dropping you off the washing machine. “Spread your legs,” he mumbled, all needy and flushed to eat you out.
And how long he hadn’t—
It’s like he’s drunk on you, ignoring your moans and whimpers as he rests his cheeks on your inner thigh to wrap his wrist around your thighs. His fingertips dig into the flesh of your thighs, trapping you firmly. “Keep ‘em spread, baby,” he purrs, lapping your soaked core and sensitive, puffy clit. “It tastes s’good, I’ve missed you.”
His dick twitches and throbs afterward, your sweet sounds re-hardening him and making him more swollen than he was even after the few rubs he did to relieve himself.
“Hmm, ah, Satoru, you—” you trail off, throwing back your head against the wall, your hands grabbing the washing machine’s edge until your knuckles turn white. “I’ll be close, I—” you babble, and the realization of how much not having sex with him for so long is turning you into a virgin-like. And also, the clenching feeling of your pussy, lips parting and closing around nothing hits you so hard.
You need to cum on his cock.
“Satoru, stop,” you gasp, your fingers snaking gently through his white lock and tugging them carefully.
He stops the moment after your whine reaches his ears — a sound ringing like music to his ear. “But… I haven’t made you come yet,” he murmurs, rubbing your clit slowly with his forefinger and middle finger. His cute pout is now begging you to give him grace.
“I want to cum on your dick,” you clarify, leaning in, your lips pressing down a gentle, loving kiss on this beautiful forehead of him.
“You sure? I haven’t stretched you beforehand.” He rises from his former crouching position and holds his sensitive length closer to your core.
“I don’t mind, I just want you right now,” you blow out, kissing his free hand.
Satoru blushes — and oh, how can anyone fall in love with this cute little face you want to madly shower with cuddles and kisses? “Can we put it in while I kiss you?” he requests, bringing his lips closer to yours.
You let out a little laugh, pressing a first kiss on his lips. “You’re so cute.”
But something makes your eyes drop lower, and you feel it. Satoru’s hand holds his shaft enough well to tap the tip and the length below on your core, teasing your squelching cunt.
“C’mon, don’t tease me, I want you n— Ah!” He shuts you down by crashing his lips on yours and sliding himself easily in you, stretching you impossibly wide. “S-Satoru, you’re bigger than usual,” you whimper.
Your hands grab his broad shoulder, nails sinking in his compressed black shirt, lips moving on their own to taste yourself on his wet lips. His tender tongue asks to enter you, and you allow him, soft strokes on each other’s tongue.
Satoru moans in the melting kiss, waiting for you to adjust, and starts gentle back and forth hips moves, hissing through his teeth by the sweet, delicious tightness of yours. “You feel so good,” he squeals between kisses. “I love you.”
“I love you too.” You gasp, swallowing hard because of the different paces your brain can’t focus on — stolen kisses and perfect pounds into you. It’s so deep, so mastered, that it’s driving you mad and making you see stars.
Breaking the kiss, Satoru wraps his muscled arms around your back and encircles you flush against him, your heartbeat matching with his, and your fingernails slide down his back as you almost lose strength and balance every time his tip brushes against your cervix, etching red scratch marks for sure on his back as soon as he will remove his shirt.
With another buck before pulling out fully, he slides back in and manages to reach your deepest point, making your back arch and cry out. “Satoru, please, I’m so close,” you whine, wincing because of his hips rocking in you faster and harder.
The washing machine sways to the same rhythm, threatening to give way under your weight. Your heavy, ragged breaths fill the air in a kind of steam room. Blood beats at your ears, your gummy walls clenching around his long, big dick without ceasing and have mercy for you.
But as if that wasn’t enough, Satoru slides your top off with a swift movement of his hand to free one of your breasts and taste the nipple. He sucks hard, tongue pulling and swirling at the nub like no other. The action makes you roll your eyes, the overstimulation engulfing you like a wave would.
He then uses his head to tease your nipple with a gentle tug, his cerulean-blue eyes captivated by your curve. You squeal, your walls swallowing up his thrusts inside you, tightening more and more until he gives in and takes you back into his arms, but this time with a hand under your thigh to lift it up and enable him to reach an even more precise and deep angle, making you scream out his name.
“Baby, I’m gonna cum,” Satoru warns you, his Adam’s apple bobbing up and down, and his jaw tense from clenching. “Please, where—”
“Inside me, Satoru,” you whimper in the hollow of his neck, closing your eyes before the following ride crashes the two of you.
Pussy clenching around his length, you squirt on him with a small cry, and Satoru does likewise, twitching as he grunts and his hips jerk to reach your womb and fill you up with his cum.
Muscles trembling from the aftermath, you pant against him, as weak as after an intense workout. “I’ve missed you so much,” Satoru whispers in your ear, in the same state as you. His large, quaking hands stroke your hair, soothing you.
White strings escape from your full, swollen-lipped pussy, the sound of trickling filling the silence of the room.
“I promise I’ll do the laundry, but please, can we have cuddles?” Satoru demands, blinking down at you with puppy-dog eyes.
You rest your cheek on his shoulder and nod, a smile stretching your lips, as you reach out to stroke his cheek.
“Of course, my baby.”
DING DONG.
The ringing of the front door echoes in your ears and a memory pops into your head, slapping you in the face.
“Wasn’t Suguru supposed to come to borrow the washing machine here because his is broken?”
Satoru froze, flickering his eyes. “Huh?”
a/n: feelin to write something cute and smutty haha! i think writing things easy like this is unwinding me.
see how he’s so cute? 🥹 pls God give me one…
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