#but the alternative is to somehow find fabric in that shade and get it custom made

[hiddenworldofmary]

i fell victim to consumptionism for the first time in years and ordered a cheap polyester mid season trench coat and i feel so guilty i want to go and plant trees but my god it seems to be the exact shade of pink that i love the most and i squealed with delight when i first saw it and i never allowed myself colourful coats before because they’re not the most versatile and somehow it feels both good and bad to get it

[charmingdissonance]

On a Brilliant Sunday Afternoon

(An Eleven and Rose fiction)

Sunday. Of course it happened on a Sunday. It had been so long since he had last set foot on this soil. The last time he had been here he had to say goodbye to someone very important and it very nearly killed him. In fact, he did regenerate not long after that. She had been both the first face and the last face that he had seen in that body. Though he had moved on over time, he never stopped loving her. He wished her well with his other self, hoping they had a fantastic life together. Oh, it had been difficult to walk away. He often regretted it, wishing he had been a bit more selfish and asked her to stay with him. If he had been in this body, that might have been exactly what happened. But he wasn’t and she was gone.

Pete’s World. It had changed a bit over time, but there were still those ridiculous zeppelins. The TARDIS was still partially functioning this time and had connected to the local internet network. He knew that it was well into the future from when he had last landed at Darlig Ulv Stranden. How he ended up here at all, he wasn’t sure. It should have been quite impossible, unless the fabric of space time was being threatened again. If that was the case then perhaps it was best that he was here. It would be awfully hard to solve the problem were he not present to do so.

But all the same, why here? All it did was remind him, and he would much rather forget. Remembering hurt… it hurt a lot. If he were being honest with himself, he knew could never really forget her, no matter how much he tried. Even after the Ponds came into his life, after marrying River… he still thought about her nearly every day. When he was alone on the ship, he would visit her room. Though the TARDIS had deleted all the bedrooms at one point, somehow hers stayed in tact, stored on the hidden tertiary data banks. He noticed it when scanning the contents of the TARDIS memory, and put it back into the ship’s current structure matrix so it could be accessed again.

Some days he just laid on her bed for hours, taking in what was left of her scent. Everything was the same as it had always been. A few clothing items strewn about the room, makeup and beauty products slightly disarrayed on the vanity top, a pair of her trainers near the chair in the corner. He didn’t dare change a thing. It was the only link he had to her, and didn’t want to lose any bit of her that he could hold on to.  Odd habit for The Man Who Forgets, but this was Rose Tyler, after all. She had branded his hearts forever, and earned a permanent place in them. His habits were probably a bit unhealthy and likely would register him as slightly disturbed to any mental health professional, however, he didn’t really care.

An outside observer might ask how he could be so consumed by his past when there had been so very much in his present. That was a very good question to ask. The Ponds had been his family, River his wife. They had been the very light of his life, and nearly filled the gaping hole that had formed in his hearts. He couldn’t imagine what his life would have been like without the glorious Amelia Pond and her wonderful husband Rory. They were everything to him, and their loss was beyond devastating. Nothing and no one could ever replace them, and he would miss them always. And it wasn’t as if he hadn’t loved River. He had, very much so, but it was different. So vastly different than the way he loved Rose. While they would all always be in his heart, there had only been one heart that had any room left in it. The other was permanently inhabited by one Rose Tyler, and there was nothing that would ever change that.

The Doctor looked around at the modern buildings mixed with the historical architecture of London. If you stood looking in one direction, it looked as it had for hundreds of years. Ancient buildings tower over the streets, the story of city told with every brick and every stone. Then in another direction, it looked like somewhere else altogether, with numerous skyscrapers made of metal and glass. It was the year 2154, one hundred and forty five years since his last fateful visit. In this timeline, at least. It had been more than 300 years for him. He let loose a heavy sigh. Rose was long gone by now, as would be his other self. So would the rest of the Tylers.

I suppose at least I won’t have any awkward meetups, he thought. No..that didn’t convince him. On the contrary, he was rather sad that there was no chance he would see her. Really...he wished he could.

He frowned a bit and shielded his eyes from the sun as it came out from behind the clouds. He glanced upward, noticing that the sky was rather clear now, lending to quite a lovely spring day. Yes, the sun was shining in all its glory.

“Love the sun. So nice and bright and...lighty,” he said aloud to himself, turning his grimace to a smile.

Looking around again, he found himself at a bit of a loss as to what he should do. Since the TARDIS was currently not fully operational, and the only power cell that was still active needed time to charge, he thought he might travel about the city. It would be interesting to get an alternate perspective of 22nd century London in this parallel world. For education, for science. And he needed to be sure that nothing was amiss before he headed back. With a bit of a smile,a firm nod, and a tweak of his bow tie, the Doctor set off on foot toward the heart of London.

=xxx=

Some time later he found himself browsing a curiosities shop, marveling at some of the historical difference between this London and the London in the prime universe. Some of the changes were very subtle and others were glaringly different. Who knew that Marilyn Monroe would be a famed scientist that discovered the cure for the common cold and a winner of the Nobel Prize for science. Good for Marilyn. She was always more clever than people gave her credit for.

He ambled to the front of the store and noticed a figurine in a display case that was nearby. He approached the case to get a better look. It was a delicate crystal red rose under a tiny glass cloche. Likely it was a reference to the story of Beauty and the Beast, but it reminded him of something else altogether. Well, someone, anyway. He smiled sadly as he stared at the tiny glass figure, and contemplated purchasing it for himself. Was it a good idea? Likely not, but he would do it anyway because it was her.

“Excuse me,” he called to the shopkeeper. “I’d like to purchase this, please.”

After making his purchase, the Doctor exited the shop, but found himself lingering outside of it. Before he could even think of where he might head next, his stomach growled quite loudly (and quite rudely, no doubt). Yes, it was time for tea. And scones. Love a scone, he thought.. He set off to find a coffee shop, as that would likely be his best bet outside of a formal tea house. Not the best place for tea, but the baked goods always proved to make the visit worthwhile. His taste buds in this body differed from his last, but he still had a bit of an occasional sweet tooth. Today was definitely one of those days. A bit of a treat would do him good, perk him right up.

It didn’t take long to find a place, and this one looked particularly promising. It advertised “A cuppa just like Mum’s” and FRESH BAKED GOODS DAILY, and those in and of themselves sounded like a complete and utter delight to the Doctor. Clapping and rubbing his hands together, a wide smile on his face, he approached the shop. Once inside he looked about, surveying his surroundings. There were several other patrons, but the shop was rather spacious so it wasn’t crowded. It was decorated in soothing shades of cream, blue and brown. Though it was quite roomy, it was still very home and cozy like. He liked it.

He inspected the menu and mulled over what to order for several minutes (even though he already knew what he was going to order, as he always ordered the same thing in shops like this). Finally he made a decision and his turn had come up at the counter.

“Afternoon sir, what might I get you?” the clerk asked in a reasonably cheerful tone.

“Earl Grey and a blueberry scone,” was his answer, a slight smile on his lips.

A short while later he had his order and was on his way out, heading to a park that he had spotted nearby. The area he was in was a bit different in this London, and he wasn’t wholly familiar with the layout of the neighborhood. He found a bench shaded under a tall dogwood tree and settled in. It was a lovely little park with an array of flowers and plant life, children playing a distance away.

He sipped his tea leisurely, and slowly chewed a hunk of his scone as he watched the different people in the park. Given that it was  Saturday, there was quite a lot of activity. This was a nice neighborhood, he decided. Definitely somewhere he could visit to gather his thoughts and relax awhile. Maybe even read a book. He frowned a bit. He should have brought a book with him. Sometimes he missed that long brown coat he had worn during his previous incarnation. Those wonderful transdimensional pockets. Oh well. People watching it was.

He leaned back against the bench, resting his arms along the top of the back, shifting his gaze across the park. There was an old woman feeding birds, a city employee watering flowers, two boys floating boats on the little pond in the center of the park, Rose Tyler tying her shoe before a jog, a man with a cart selling hot dogs and peanuts calling out to attract customers… wait a moment.

His head slowly turned back, his eyes scanning for every detail until they fell upon the face that had haunted him for nearly three hundred years, the face of the woman he loved more than life itself. The woman he had lost to a metacrisis version of himself. But..how? It was nearly a century and a half forward in her timeline, a stretch of time far beyond the lifespan of a human being. Not to mention she looked exactly the same, only perhaps a bit thinner. Who was this woman and why did she have Rose’s face? A descendant perhaps? It was possible if she and the metacrisis Doctor had a family. But for her to be the spitting image of Rose so many generations later? It didn’t seem likely, however that was the only logical explanation. Or seemingly so at least.

By the time he had gone through the debate that took place inside his head, she had set off to run again. He scrambled in a slight panic, but managed to get to his feet. He instantly decided to follow her. There was no way he couldn’t. He had to know more about this woman.  Luckily she was still in his sights, so following her was an option.   Realizing that he was spending far too much time thinking about doing so rather than actually doing it, he set off to follow her.

She was keeping a fairly steady pace, making it so he had to jog along at points in order to keep up with her. Blimey, she could run! Of course, that wasn’t much of a surprise considering her experience. He always knew that she was quite the effective runner. Though her athleticism seemed to have improved even more so over the years. She was in very good shape, that was for certain. Then again, he always thought she had been a perfectly lovely shape. A perfectly Rose shaped sort of shape. He hadn’t quite realized that he was already assuming that it was indeed her. Wishful thinking, he would have told himself, were he thinking straight.

It was 16 minutes and 42 seconds later when she finally came to a stop in front of a four story buildings that obviously housed several flats. Once she disappeared inside, he moved closer to the building to investigate a little. He was able to slip inside the lobby of the building and made his way over to the mail slots. Scanning the list of names, he frowned a little, not seeing any recognisable nomer upon any of the boxes. Until he came across the surname Prentice. Prentice, Prentice… why was that so familiar? He racked his brain, trying to figure out why this name struck a chord with him, but nothing surfaced. After several minutes and odd looks from building inhabitants making their way home, he realized he was loitering. Hurrying out of the lobby of the building, he found himself on the street again. The Doctor sighed. Back to square one.

He made his way back to the TARDIS, all the while thinking of that name. Prentice. Perhaps it was just a coincidence and he was grasping at straws. Then, in mid-stride, it struck him like the tolling of the cloister bells. Prentice! His mind flooded with a very distinct memory, the Battle at Canary Wharf. When Rose and the Doctor had arrived back at the Powell Estate to visit her mother, Jackie started talking about the “ghosts” that had been appearing. It had been going on for the better part of two months, and she was convinced that the “ghost” appearing in her home was that of her father, Rose’s Granddad Prentice. That was it! Her mother’s maiden name! Of course it was familiar! He had heard stories of when Rose was small and she would go for ice cream with her Granddad Prentice, and how her Nan Prentice always bought her things that were pink.

R. Prentice. It had read R. Prentice… could it be Rose Prentice? He had no absolute way of knowing. Well in the very least, it seemed that part of the mystery was solved. But still, why would her descendant have her mother’s maiden name? Surely if Rose and the Metacrisis Doctor had married, either she would have taken whatever name he was using, or more likely, kept her maiden name. It could very well be someone else with the name Prentice, and he had no clue what name the metacrisis Doctor had taken after coming to this world. It was very possible that his idea was completely and utterly wrong. A normal person might just let it go and move along. A normal person wouldn’t go to ridiculous lengths just to satisfy a curiosity. However, he was not a normal person, and he was going to do exactly those things.

When he finally reached the TARDIS, he accessed the ship’s computer and tapped into the local internet connection. He began with the obvious and looked up the name Prentice in the online white pages. He found a number of them, but there wasn’t an R. Prentice among them. Digging a little deeper, he searched for an R. Prentice specifically. It took a bit of searching (which included gaining access to some highly classified websites) and he finally found what he was looking for: a phone number. It was the correct phone number for the location of the flat, according to his sources. In the very least he could ring up the mystery woman to hear her voice and settle all of this ridiculous hopes that it might actually be Rose. He knew it was illogical to think it might be her, but he couldn’t help it. If there was even the most remote chance...he had to know, even if it was next to impossible.

It took several minutes before he was ready to make the call, pacing back and forth over the TARDIS floor in front of the console. He stopped a few times and stared at the phone before taking a deep breath and picking up the receiver before putting it back down again.

“Oh this is just stupid! C’mon Doctor! Get a hold of yourself, old man! It’s just a bloody phone call,” he groused at himself, frowning deeply, the lines in his forehead prominent. Finally, he picked up the receiver and dialed out the number. It rang several times, and he was about to hang up, but then suddenly there was someone at the other end.

“Hello?” came a female voice.

He froze. It sounded exactly like her… not just like her… it WAS her. There was no mistake about it. This was Rose Marion Tyler on the other end of the line.  He knew that voice too well, having spent years perfectly preserving memories of her in his mind for nearly three centuries. But how could this be? How was she alive? There was no plausible reason for her still being here after 150 years. As impossible as it was… it meant she was still here. Still living and breathing and walking this Earth. She was mere minutes away, up in her flat, answering his phone call, and he was frozen.

“Hello??” came the voice again, more urgent this time. Oh. Right. Phone call. He was on the phone to her. Suddenly, it was difficult to speak, a problem the Doctor rarely had. But if he didn’t say something soon she might hang up! Oh God, what was he supposed to do?! Blimey… And then he found his voice.

“Hello! Sorry about that, bit of a bad connection I think,” he got out, trying to sound as casual as possible. She laughed a little. Oh that laugh… that magically musical laugh... yes this was definitely her. He found himself slightly flushed, his hearts beating almost twice their normal speed.

“S’alright. So um...who’s this then?” she asked, and he found himself dumbfounded once again. He couldn’t use his usual alias, she might see right through that.

“Um.. this is...Rory Pond,” he said, giving the first name that popped into his head. “You can just call me.. Rory.” She laughed again. Oh goodness did she have a lovely laugh.

“Okay then, Rory it is. But might I ask why you’re calling Rory?”

“Oh… uh...I...well I..you see I’m calling about...I..” he stammered, again uncertain as to what to say. Lord, he certainly was struggling wasn’t he? Normally he was an expert at coming up with stories on the fly with no trouble whatsoever. But this was different. He usually wasn’t faced with his long lost love whom he was attempting to conceal his identity from for the time being.

“Blimey, you’re a nervous one, aren’t you?” she chuckled, noting his behavior. “Oh! Is this about the ad?”

The ad. He had no idea what she was talking about, of course, but this could be the perfect opportunity for a cover story. He had to be as convincing as possible so that she didn’t suspect anything.

“The ad… yes, the ad! That’s exactly why I’m calling! Sorry about the nerves, odd like that, me,” he said quickly, still trying to avoid any suspicion.

“Oh great! I was hoping that someone would respond soon. Did you want to come take a look at it then? The pictures really don’t do it justice,” she asked. Take a look at it? Take a look at what? His mind went blank again. And then it dawned on him; this was the perfect opportunity for him to be able to see her face to face. Though he was almost completely certain that this was indeed his Rose, he had to be absolutely sure before revealing himself to her.

“Oh...oh yes! I would love to!” he exclaimed. It took only a moment before he realized that he was practically shouting, and cleared his throat a little, embarrassed slightly. “I mean, yes, I would most definitely like to come by to see it.”

She then gave him her address and they arranged to meet up in an hour’s time. Of course, he didn’t need her address as he already knew where she lived, but he had to hold up pretenses to not give himself away. Once they had hung up he was feeling rather excited and very nervous. The prospect of seeing her again was almost anxiety inducing, but it was a good kind of anxiety. An anticipation sort of anxiety. Needless to say, it was the longest hour of all his lives put together. When it was finally time, he made his way back to her building and up to her flat.

The Doctor stood outside the door for several minutes before knocking. This was it. Once he knocked there was no going back. It was very very possible that behind that door was the love of his life. The woman he had been pining for all these many years. Rose Tyler… the beautiful, wonderful, absolutely fantastic Rose Tyler. He braced himself and then knocked. He heard a voice call out and some movement behind the door. A few more moments passed before the door finally opened and he was greeted with an all too familiar face.

She looked beautiful. Her hair was a bit damp, likely from a recent shower, and she wasn’t wearing much makeup. Her hair was a darker shade of blonde than he was familiar with, but her eyes were the same as always. Those warm, deep brown eyes that sparkled when she smiled. This had to be her. No one had eyes like that. It didn’t matter how many pairs of eyes he had seen over time, hers were still the most magnificent. But still, he had to be cautious and wait for some kind of concrete evidence that this was indeed his Rose.

“Rory?” she asked pleasantly, smiling widely at him. He stared for a moment and then opened his mouth to speak only to have nothing come out. Once again, he found himself rendered speechless, and very inconveniently so. She looked at him expectantly, waiting for him to answer. Finally he found his voice.

“Yes! Yes… sorry, bit shy I suppose,” he said sheepishly, almost afraid to look her in the eyes again. “That’s me, Rory Pond!’  She just chuckled lightly and stuck out her hand.

“Well Rory Pond, I’m Rose Prentice. Pleasure to meet you,” she said, shaking his hand as he took hers. For a split second a strange look crossed her face, and the Doctor wasn’t sure what to make of it. Could it be a spark of recognition? She seemed to shake herself out of it quickly and flashed him a brilliant smile. Oh that smile.  Now that she had confirmed that her name indeed was Rose, he was certain that it was her.

“So come on in then, Rory,” she said, opening the door further and beckoned him to enter. He took her invitation and entered slowly. Once he was inside, she closed the door and walked across the room. “It’s right in here. Just kept it in place. The bloody thing is too heavy to move!”

She moved toward another room and he started to follow, taking in his surroundings as they went. The apartment was sparsely decorated, a few pieces of tasteful art hanging on the walls. There were little to no person effects other than a jacket over the back of the couch and a book on the coffee table. He had to smile at that sight a bit. Rose always had a habit of slinging her jacket over something and leaving it there until she next needed it.  The furniture was appropriate for mid 22nd century, a lot of sleek lines and simple shapes. It was a rather standard flat that would belong to a rather standard person, and completely lacked any aspect of Rose’s personality. Something told him that she hadn’t lived here long.

“New apartment?” he asked casually. She glanced back at him, an eyebrow raised.

“Yeah actually, just been here a few weeks. Bought the place furnished,” she replied.

When they entered in the other room, he noticed she stopped maybe ten feet in and was standing next to an oversized sculpture of a crushed cigarette butt. It was quite obviously a replica, as it wasn’t quite the size of the original sculpture. His eyes widened a little as he took it in. He considered it for a moment and couldn’t help but wonder just why Rose had this statue. Claes Oldenburg had never been a personal favorite, but his work was important in the history of 20th century sculpture art. All the same, it was not at all her taste.

“So there it is,” she said, motioning to the sculpture, pulling a bit of a face. “Just been sittin’ for awhile now, but kept covered most of the time.”

“Yes, well, it certainly is something, isn’t it?” he said, eyeing the piece again before shifting his gaze back to her. She looked at him curiously. He cleared his throat and went on.

“Claes Oldenburg was one of the most well known sculptors of his time. Certainly one of the most prominent of the 20th century. He was born in Stockholm, Sweden, but grew up in Chicago. There was a definitive mixture of European classicalism merged with American modernism in his style. Quite the interesting mixture, no doubt. And it seems it certainly has stood the test of time. Well up until this point, anyway. Can’t say that holds up down the line, though. Haven’t seen the way it works out here,” he rattled off, his eyes narrowing as he looked over the piece again. His eyes flicked back to her face. She was giving him that same dubious look.

“His work was unique, I’ll give him that. Not really my taste. Was here when I moved in,” Rose said, eyebrows raised, glancing from the piece back to him. “So you interested?”

Her question was lost on him, as he had noticed a framed picture across the room, leaning against the wall, resting on a ledge near a large window. There was a chair facing the window, afternoon sun falling across it. He strode across the room and stood in front of the picture, hands in his pockets. It was a family photo, Rose, her parents Jackie and Pete, the metacrisis Doctor, and her little brother Tony as a teenager. He noticed that Rose was wearing a wedding band. They all looked so grandly happy, posing together in front of a Christmas tree. He smiled a little, a tear pricking his eye as he looked upon those familiar faces. They were likely all gone now. It made him a bit sad to think about.

“Where were you? When you were away from London?” he asked suddenly, still looking at the picture.

“What? I never said I was away from London,” she said, a note of shock in her voice. “How did you…”

He turned back toward her, smiling ever so slightly. “I assumed, given you purchased a furnished apartment. You must travel light.” She was giving him that look again, frowning a little.

“So, are you not interested then?” she asked bluntly, her tone chilly.

“Oh, not in the slightest,” he admitted, smiling at her still. She narrowed her eyes at him, crossing her arms over her chest.

“Look mate, if you’re taking the piss here, I don’t have time for any funny business,” she spat out, a slight growl in her voice. Ooo love the growl.

“I am most certainly not ‘taking the piss’ as you say, but rather just looking for an answer to a question,” he replied vaguely, shrugging his shoulders.

“And what question is that then?” she challenged, shoulders squared, looking as though she were ready to spring into action if necessary. There was a fire in her eyes that he had seen many times, and honestly, it made his heart quicken. Oh Rose…

“Would you like a jelly baby?” he asked, pulling a small wax paper bag from his pocket and offering her one of the confections.

Rose stared at him, wide eyed and utterly speechless. She looked from him, to the bag, and back to him again. She knew. She had to know. He was being quite obvious. She had always teased him for his sweet tooth and his habit of carrying around candy in his pocket like an old granddad. Her eyes began to well up, her expression shifting from shock to something else entirely.

“Oh my God...Is it...is it you? Doctor? ” she asked, her voice cracking slightly. He smiled at her.

“Yes..yes it is me. Hello Rose Tyler,” he said, taking a step toward her, hands still in his pockets.

She gasped, her hand flying to cover her mouth as a pair of tears streamed down her face. “I can’t believe it...Are you really here?” she whispered, her eyes full of question.

“I am Rose, I really am,” he said quietly, smiling gently.

She tentatively reached to touch his cheek. It was as if she was afraid he might disappear. The feel of her fingertips brushing his cheek sent a chill through him, the little hairs on the back of his neck standing on end. His eyes fluttered close as she stroked her thumb over his cheekbone, then turning his head slightly to kiss her fingers. She gasped a little and he opened his eyes. They stared at one another for a long moment before their lips came crashing together. His arms looped around her, his hands spread over the surface of her back as he pulled her tight to him. Rose clung to him as their lips progressed from gentle caresses to heated nips and licks. His tongue slid over her bottom lip, asking for entrance. She parted her lips, allowing his tongue to enter, sliding against hers as he deepened the kiss.

By the time they came up for air, both of them were thoroughly flushed. Both panting a little as their foreheads rested, they stood still clinging to each other. He raised his eyes to look into hers and she smiled shyly. They hadn’t shared a kiss in a very, very long time, and he was still feeling a rush from it. He pulled her into him again, embracing her fully. She hugged him tight, nuzzling her cheek against his chest. She still smelled the same- that wonderful, distinctly Rose Tyler smell. When they finally parted, his hearts clenched at feeling the loss of her warmth against him.

“So...I suppose you’re wondering how I’m here,” Rose said softly, looking up at him.

He nodded and gave her a little smile. “Yeah...the thought did cross my mind.”

“Let me make us a cuppa and then we’ll talk, yeah?” she said, smiling back at him. He nodded and took her hand as she offered it, and followed her toward the kitchen.

After Rose had made a pot of tea, they settled in the little breakfast nook off the kitchen. After setting the tea service on the table, Rose disappeared into the kitchen again. While he waited, the Doctor looked out the window. Given that they were so high up, there was an amazing view of London. He was fixated on a trio of men carrying a very large plate of glass across the road, wondering why they weren’t taking more precautions when Rose appeared again. He looked up rather sheepishly, feeling a little embarrassed about his gawking out the window. It was then that he noticed that Rose set a plate full of Jammy Dodgers on the table. He grinned widely, looking at her as she seated herself across from him.

“You remembered,” he said affectionately, reaching for a biscuit and taking half of it in one bite. “Mmmm, so tasty!”

Rose giggled a little, cupping her chin with her hand as she rested it up on her elbow. She nodded,  still smiling. “Of course. I hoped that you still liked them, given your tastes tend to change with every regeneration.”

He looked at her for a moment and then nodded a little. “They do. This body loves fish fingers and custard.”

Rose pulled a face and quirked an eyebrow up. “That’s...an interesting combination.”

“Hey now, don’t knock it until you’ve tried it, Rose Tyler,” he said with a wink and a grin. And then his expression sobered. “So...do you want to tell me how you’re still here, nearly a hundred and fifty years after I...left you here.. looking exactly the same as the day we met?”

“Well, it’s a bit of a long story,” she said, sitting up and clearing her throat. “But the short of it is, I don’t age. I haven’t for longer than I even know.”

His mouth dropped open in shock. “I...I thought you were going to tell me you got a hold of a vortex manipulator or something to that degree. But...I wasn’t expecting...how??”

Rose shrugged. “The most we could ever surmise was that it was all the doing of Bad Wolf. The Doctor...well, the other Doctor, my Doctor I mean.. He figured that when I looked into the heart of the TARDIS, the vortex energy changed my DNA. Even though you removed it from me, it worked fast enough to manipulate my genetic makeup so that I don’t age. I also experience regeneration of sorts. It’s not quite how it works for you, with a whole new body, but my body will heal itself if ill or injured.”

The Doctor nodded slowly, taking in the details of what she was telling him. She went on to describe how the Metacrisis Doctor had used the Torchwood labs to run as many tests on her as he could. Jon (that’s what he called himself) had been worried that it had some kind of lasting negative effects. What he did find was a triple helix DNA strand, discovering the root of Rose’s changes. He kept track of her health and vitals over the years, always worried that something was going to happen to her. And then she was injured in the line of duty, and that was when they discovered her body’s ability to regenerate its cells.

She went on to tell him about her life after the left. How at first, she had been so angry at him for up and leaving her again, but in time she came to understand. Jon told her that the only thing the Doctor had wanted was for her to be happy. With the Metacrisis Doctor, he thought she could live a happy, human life until the end of their days. Over time she came to forgive him, and was even thankful to him for what he did. They had a long, happy life together. She told him that Jon had lived until the ripe old age of 97, and that she wouldn’t trade a single moment of it.

A couple of years after the Doctor left them on the parallel world, they ended up married. Both took jobs with Torchwood, and settled down together. Or settled down as much as a life working for a secret organization that interacted with beings from other worlds would allow. Jon had worked as a scientist in the Torchwood labs and Rose was Head of Field Agent Operations. They worked under her dad Pete, and lived a fabulous life together. Whenever they got the chance they would travel, marking off each spot on a map whenever they returned home.

As the years passed, he grew older and she remained the same.

That didn’t change things between them at all though. The pair of them lived life out together, watching her parents and then her brother grow older. Eventually, she had to say goodbye to them, and was left alone. She had already left Torchwood years earlier, and they moved to a warmer climate to help with Jon’s rheumatism. They had settled in Bali, living right along the ocean with a magnificent view. He had died there and she burned his body in the tradition Time Lord fashion. After his passing, she sold their property, and began to travel the world on her own.

“And I decided to come back to London after 20 years of being away. Actually, I hadn’t lived here for nearly 50 years, but I visited about 30 years ago. When we hosted the Olympics again. They were just starting to introduce hyper sports. Really great time,” she mused, smiling at him.

The Doctor looked at her for a long moment, studying her closely. She carried this air of confidence and casualness like a pro, but he could see deeper. Underneath there was someone who suffered years of loneliness, wandering with no place to call home. At least he had the TARDIS to call home, his very own little place in the universe that belonged to no one else. Not to mention he had companions over the years. He wasn’t alone all the time, but it sounded like she was most of the time. While he was much older than her, he had always had friends throughout his travels.

He reached across the table and took her hand, lacing their fingers together. Their eyes met again, and the smile dropped from her face. He brushed his thumb over the back of her hand and let loose a quiet little hum. He had missed the feel of her hand in his. No matter whose hand he had held, none of them fit so perfectly as Rose Tyler’s.

“I’m sorry,” he said softly. “I’m sorry I left you behind. And I’m sorry you’ve been alone for so long.”

Rose looked at him, her eyes glassy with tears that had yet to fall. She sucked in a breath, stifling a sob, but her emotions betrayed her. The teardrops spilled over and down her cheeks as she grasped his hand a little tighter.

“I’ve been so lonely,” she whispered, tears flowing freely now. “I’ve hoped for so long that you would come back for me.  I knew it was far fetched, likely to never happen. For the longest time I felt guilty, thinking it was an insult to Jon’s memory. But he had always told me that I should try to find you again when he was gone. He told me that you loved me and would want to be with me again. I knew that you would understand what it’s like...to live this kind of life. I never assumed you would want me back, but I hoped I guess.”

She raised her eyes to look at him again, face tear stained. His hearts clenched again, his brow furrowed as he frowned deeply. How could she ever think that he wouldn’t want her. But he had given her reason to believe that he wouldn’t, hadn’t he? It broke his hearts to know that she felt that kind of doubt, thinking all these years that he might reject her. It was then that he took both of her hands and pulled her toward him. She got up out of her chair and found her way into his lap. He held her close to him, kissing her cheeks, her forehead and then placing a chaste, but sweet kiss on her soft lips.

“Oh Rose, of course I want you back,” he murmured, squeezing her a little and stroking her back. “Always...I always want you, Rose.”

She wrapped her arms around him and hugged him tight, not letting go. Her forehead rested against his, and she gave him a bit of a smile.

“I’m glad,” she said, reaching up to brush her fingertips over his cheek.

She looked up at him, her smile so warm, her eyes shining. She looked sincerely happy. No playing it cool or trying to be all held together. She looked really, sincerely happy, and he was so glad for it. He smiled back at her, feeling the warmth rising up in his chest. Rose had always had that effect on him. And one thing that she had always given him was hope. Perhaps there was a chance things might work out this time.

****

They ate dinner in her flat, fish and chips (as anyone who knew them might expect). They talked about their lives and all the time that had passed since they last met. There was so much that they needed to share, and he wondered how much time he had with her. Would she come back with him? If she did, would she stay? He hoped that she would come to stay. The thought of parting with her now was to much pain to bare.

In the past he always wrestled about what to do and how to act when it came to Rose. His feelings for her were unlike any he had had for any companion before her. He always loved them. They were his friends, his family. But she...she was something else all-together. While she had been his very best mate, the object of his adoration, the Shiver to his Shake-- she was also the only person he had let down all his guards with. He never let anyone as close as he let Rose. She got deep under his skin, sometimes almost unnervingly so. Not because he didn’t like her being close, but it scared him. That fear was all based in losing her. He had already done that twice, and wasn’t setting out to do it again. In fact, he would do everything in his power to prevent it.

Late that evening he moved the TARDIS to the inside of her flat, alongside the Oldenburg copy. Thankfully her spare power cells had had enough power to make the short hop.(And the fact that Rose had asked her ever so nicely to “pretty please” make the trip likely had a lot to do with it.) Night rolled around and he had no intention of leaving. If the long, tedious year that he had spent living with the Ponds had taught him, it was that he could wait out a few days of domestics if it meant having Rose return to him.  If he could wait for those blasted little cubes, he could sure as hell wait for Rose.

“Um, well, you’re welcome to stay, if  you like,” Rose offered, almost sounding nervous. “There’s a guest room...or...my room...if you want…”

Her voice trailed off as she fidgeted, motioning at nothing in particular. They made eye contact and both blushed, smiling at each other. He cleared his throat and broke the silence.

“Wherever you’ll be, that my choice Rose Tyler,” he said softly.

She grinned at him, taking a couple of steps toward him and offering him a hand. He took it promptly and gave it a little squeeze. She bit her lip shyly, looking away for a moment, and then peeking back at him from behind her hair.

“I think I’d like to spend the night with you on the TARDIS, actually,” she said warmly. He beamed back at her and gave a slow nod.

“Of course, I would be delighted,” he said, leaning in and touching his forehead to hers. They stayed like that for a moment, looking at one another. After the moment had passed, he took her hand and led her toward the TARDIS.

They made their way through the console room and down the corridor toward his personal quarters. This was the room that he never allowed anyone to enter. Not even River had spent the night here. No else had ever slept in that bed, except Rose. He had wanted to keep it that way. So many times he recounted the nights she had spent coaxing his body out of a horrible fever, spending every moment tending to his every need until he was well again. That had been in his ninth form when he was bitten by Darjinian Boiling Beetles. And she had repeated the whole thing when he was in his tenth form and caught the Mangari flu on Xeenox 17. In both instances, Rose had spent the night with him in his bed. Granted it had all been very innocent then, but they did share a cuddle both times (and the subsequent nights after until Rose felt safe leaving him on his own).

When they stopped outside the door, he turned to her, taking her hands into his own, he looked into her eyes while smiling gently. He didn’t want to push too hard, but at the same time was desperate to reconnect with her on every level.

“Is this alright? If it’s not, I understand,” he said, his eyes shining with earnest.

She smiled, reaching a hand up and brushing her thumb over the apple of his cheek. “It’s fine for me, but is it really okay for you? I mean...I’m...I’m not...your wife.”

When she finally stumbled out the words, they hung there in the air for a moment. The weight of her statement was a blaring bleat of reality, however, he refused to let it deter him. While he felt a pang of loss, remorse, and regret for what had once been, he was consumed by what could be again. Right here, in this moment, he was faced with Rose Tyler, the love of all his lives. It would never overshadow the love he felt for his wife. That would always remain as so. But this love, the love he had for Rose was its own life, its own being. And he was thrust full into it once again. It was like plunging into a cold swimming pool after too much time in the jacuzzi.

“And I’m not your husband...yet,” he said, the last bit with a little wink and smirk.

She giggled a bit, flashing him her signature tongue touched grin. “Sound awfully confident,” she chided, playfully but gently poking at his tummy.

“Part of the new package, Tyler. Get used to it. Confidence is cool,” he sniffed, giving her his best cool guy smirk. She broke down in all out giggles then. He couldn’t help but laugh with her.

“But Rose, to answer your question, yes, it’s more than alright. To be honest, no one has accompanied me in here since...well since you.”

She relaxed a little then, smiling shyly. “Well okay then, on we go,” she said, nodding toward the door. He nodded in return and opened it to let them in.

When they entered, they saw that the TARDIS had intuitively deduced the outcome of the evening and had provided what they needed to ready themselves for the night. Two sets of jim jams laid neatly folded at the foot of the bed, his and hers respectively. Also in his ensuite was a toothbrush and necessary toiletries for Rose. It seems the ship had already made up her mind about a certain someone staying. They both readied for bed, her dressing in the privacy of the ensuite. He left his vest top on in lieu of the jim jam top, neatly folding it and setting it aside.

Rose emerged a short time later in her pale pink tank and short set, looking all freshly scrubbed. He liked seeing her dressed down like this. It all felt so natural, so intimate. They silently climbed into bed, the lights dimming as they slipped beneath the covers. With very few words, they found themselves comfortable with him spooning her from behind and an arm tightened around her waist as he pulled her to him. He placed a soft kiss on the back of her neck as they murmured their goodnights. For the first time in quite a long time, he fell into a deep, restful sleep.

****

Several hours passed while they slept snuggled close together. He usually didn’t sleep this long, but he found himself unusually drowsy, and far too comfortable to move. In the past when they had laid together like this, he had always woken first and vacated the room before she stirred. Something about the closeness unnerved him. Not because he didn’t like it. On the contrary, he liked it very much. Too much, he had feared. So he would distance himself, and avoid the feelings all together. But not now, certainly not now. This time around he would revel in every moment he spent near her, not wasting a single second of it.

They laid facing each other now, having drifted apart slightly in their sleep. Their hands had remained together throughout the night. He gently traced his thumb over the top of her hand as she watched her sleep. She was so beautiful, breathtaking really. How could he have ever walked away from her? He really wasn’t sure, but he was certain that he would never do it again. A short while later, she began to stir, squinting at him through sleep ridden eyes.

“What time is it?” she said hoarsely, stretching out and then releasing a little sigh.

He smiled. “It’s about 8 o’clock in the morning, London time. You slept a full 8 hours, 13 minutes, 42 seconds. Give or take.”

She laughed then. “Just a guess, right?”

He smiled and leaned in to lightly press his lips to hers. “Something like that. So Rose Tyler, what do you say to some breakfast?”

“I’d say I’m dying for a good cuppa about now,” she groaned, stretching again.

“Cuppa it is, then. Shall we?” he said with a goofy grin.

Then both got up then (with a bit of grumbling from Rose, as she was not now, nor had ever been a morning person), and went to the galley. They were pleasantly surprised with a piping pot of tea and tray with scones with jam (courtesy of the TARDIS, no doubt). Rose cooed excitedly as she set herself on pouring a cup of tea for them each. The Doctor sat across from her, smiling all the while. This was how things were supposed to be. He and Rose Tyler on the TARDIS, enjoying a cuppa and some delicious scones.

They made friendly chit chat over tea, laughing as the Doctor recounted a story about a time he’d ended up in a Grimian prison for trespassing on sacred lands. He told the story with great enthusiasm, waving his arms and flailing about as he reenacted his stealthy getaway.

“You should have seen me Rose! Dumped an entire bucket of green pain on myself just so that I might blend in as man-shaped flora! But really Grimia is a lovely place if you go the right time of year. You’d love their harvest festival! So many great foods, fireworks, local wares sold in the market, dancing, oh the dancing!” he said brightly, grinning from ear to ear. Just then he noticed  that Rose had gone quiet and was no longer laughing.

“Rose?” he inquired gently, eyebrows knitted together in concern. “Is something wrong?”

She had gone a bit pale and her eyes were glassy, as if she was holding back tears. He saw her take a deep breath, shuddering a little as she did. The Doctor moved quickly to take her hands into his, giving them a gentle squeeze.

“Rose, what is it? Please talk to me,” he pleaded, thoroughly confused and greatly concerned. Finally she brought her gaze up to meet his.

“Nothin’ jus’ thinkin’ about how you’ll....how you’ll have to go back eventually,” she said, giving a watery laugh that held no mirth. “Guess I should be used to saying goodbye to you by now.”

He stared back at her, waves of emotion crashing over him as he watched a tear slip down her cheek. He hated to see her cry. That always pulled at his hearts strings. The Doctor slipped off his chair and knelt on one knee in front of her, cupping her cheeks in his hands, gazing into her eyes.

“Come with me, Rose. Please. I’ll beg if I have to…I meant it when I said I wanted you back.. I can’t leave you again,” he said, his own emotions betraying him this time. The desperation in his voice rang out loud and clear. Her eyes widened.

“Y-you mean it?” she asked, more tears falling now.

He nodded frantically. He wouldn’t let her slip away again, not this time. He had waited far too long for this moment, a moment he thought would never come, but had always hoped for.

“Yes. Yes Rose, I want you to  come with me. I want...I want us to be together,” he said, greatly emphasizing the last word.

She broke out into a thousand watt grin, throwing her arms around his neck and thrusting herself forward at him, landing them in a tangled pile of limbs on the ground. They rolled together a bit, hugging tightly, both laughing.

“That’s a yes, I hope,” he said, burying his face in her hair, closing his eyes as he inhaled her scent.

She laughed and nodded emphatically. “Yes, yes, a million times yes!” she said, peppering kisses all over his face until her lips met with his. They lingered on the kiss for several moments before the Doctor pulled himself up into a sitting position. He pulled Rose into his lap, holding her close to him. They stayed like that for a long while, reveling in this moment together.

When they finally pulled themselves up off the floor, they were quick to make plans for their departure. The Doctor helped Rose pack up the few boxes of personal effects that she had, and moved them into the TARDIS. It wasn’t long before they had cleared the apartment of anything she wanted to take with her. As they worked, the Doctor grew antsy, hopping about like an impatient child being allowed to open his first present at Christmas. Rose couldn’t help but laugh, as she found his youthful antics to be greatly endearing.

Rose decided to simply sign away her apartment to her elderly neighbor that she had taken a shine to. She explained to Mrs. Featherstone that she simply wouldn’t be needing it any longer and that she was free to do with it as she pleased. The woman was very confused, but accepted Rose’s gift, thanking her over and again. Afterall, it was the biggest, most posh apartment in the entire building, and had the very best view. If Mrs. Featherstone didn’t take up residence there herself, she would bank a hefty sum from selling or sub-letting it.

Finally, they boarded the TARDIS and prepared to say goodbye to Pete’s World once and for all. Rose sat on the jumpseat as she watched the Doctor work his magic with the controls. She was curious how he handled them in this form. His piloting techniques had been different in his previous two forms, each incarnation having his own style about it. She watched him pull a lever she didn’t recognize and all of the lights came on inside the ship.

“Oh wow! Just like that,” she exclaimed, laughing a bit. “Bit different than the last time I left this world with you!”

The Doctor nodded, smiling. “Well after last time, I made some upgrades when the desktop changed. Installed an ionic energy converter, allowing the TARDIS to take  energy cells from within this atmosphere and convert it into a usable fuel source. Figured I’d be prepared incase I ever ended up back here.”

She simply smiled and nodded, leaning back against the jumpseat. Then she sat up again, looking alarmed. He looked at her, head cocked to one side as he threw the dematerialization switch.

“Rose? What’s wrong?” he asked.

“Well, I was just thinking...how did you end up in Pete’s World?? I thought it was impossible! I mean, unless the walls of reality were breaking down again,” she said, looking worried.

He circled around the console and slipped onto the jumpseat next to her, putting an arm around her shoulders and pulling her close. “Just a chance happening, I suppose. Found a loophole. I’m good at loopholes, me.”  

She chuckled a little, shaking her head. “Yeah I suppose you are. Always were good at defying the impossible.”

He grinned, leaning in to kiss her cheek and nuzzle her neck. She giggled a bit, turning her head to kiss him sweetly on the lips. He could certainly get used to this. Then, quick as a rabbit, he hopped to his feet and approached the console again.

“So where to Rose Tyler? All of time and space is at your feet,” he said, giving a little bow.

“Anywhere! Surprise me,” she said with a giggle.

“Alright then, a surprise it is! Love a surprise. I’m good at surprises,” he said, tweaking his bow tie and wriggling his eyebrows at her.

“By the way, love the bow tie,” she commented, nodding to him, flashing him her classic tongue touched grin.

“Bowties are cool,” he said with a smirk.

“Bowties are cool,” she repeated with a laugh a nod.

“Exactly, Rose Tyler. I knew  you had good taste,” he joked, giving her a wink.

And so they were together once more, the Doctor and Rose Tyler on the TARDIS, just as it should. All was well and right in the universe. Or so they thought...until the cloister bells began to toll and the TARDIS began to shake violently. They came to a thudding crash, both of them falling to the floor, grasping at whatever they could reach. Finally, once they were able to regain their footing, they both stood, wavering on their feet. A ruckus could be heard going on outside the TARDIS. They looked at each other questioningly, each shrugging. He extended his hand to her, grinning broadly.

“Shall we?” he asked as she took his hand. She smiled and nodded firmly.

“Let’s,” she said, matching his grin.

“Geronimo!”

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Francis & Bruno: Mostly go commando, unless it's very cold or they're tasked with wearing something that requires more layers, because that's just who they both are as people. They can hem and haw about having fur that gets hot all they want but other furries get along just fine, such as---

Tom: Wears cotton briefs/more often boxers, usually in whatever colors/packs are cheapest, and doesn't see what the big deal is about wearing them! Growing up in the hot, humid south means he's always favored clothes that breathe as much as possible, and boxers can also double as swimming trunks in a pinch, so, bonus. He's just now really starting to buy clothes for himself in general, underwear included, so he's starting to build a collection of boxers with funny sayings/designs on them.

Finn (formerly Huck): Almost the same as Tom, except he'll also basically wear any underwear regardless of style as long as it fits and doesn't make him too hot. He will also just plain not wear any sometimes because he's a free spirit and counts on his fur to make up for it. Some of that is a holdover from how he was a kid who had to basically learn to dress himself at a very young age, on top of everything else he had to learn more or less on his own. His adoptive dad tried his best, but some things are just beyond his power, especially now that Finn has moved out.

Bianca (who is still in renaming limbo, pardon me): Generally wears light, breathable bras with good underwire support and matching underwear. The matching is key: when her clothes are coordinated, she feels coordinated, and that helps her start her day off right. She tries to get her underwear sets in fun colors when she can (especially pinks and blues and purples), but being a larger cup size means that she's gotta either contend with the Sea Of Beige And White or magically dye each piece herself. So, naturally, she's gotten very good at magically dying things, unless she needs some white bras to match the fur on her chest. She owns a few sets of Very Expensive lingerie, some with camisoles, that she breaks out on special occasions, or when she wants to feel extra fancy.

Davey: Boxers and boxer briefs 4 lyfe. He doesn't have to worry about having fur or only being like 4 feet tall or wanting a bra that has form AND function, so his greatest struggle is just finding underwear in colors he likes, namely dark red, blue, and green. He's not overly fond of underwear with patterns or sayings on them except for gifts from Harold and the like, usually! He'll also wear frilly panties for a joke with zero hesitation, as that one anon found out like 7 years ago, because in any game of chicken Davey will never flinch first.

Ailbhe: Is also part of the big titty committee, and heavy is the chest that wears the boobs. She's less concerned with matching and more worried about comfort and support, which means she's mixing and matching most days even when she originally bought the underwear in a set. She usually goes for light-colored bras and underwear, especially anything light blue, but also has a few sets of lacy lingerie and some sets of very supportive sports bras. Also she steals Boris' boxers from time to time and wears them, as is her god-given girlfriend right.

Yakiv: Oh lord here we gooo. Being as endlessly old-fashioned as Yakiv is, he does wear long underwear sometimes, depending on the weather. Otherwise he'll always be wearing an undershirt of some sort and very plain, sometimes striped, boxer shorts, think maybeee ca. 1920's men's underwear. He considers that all very modern of him.

Lee: Briefs and boxer briefs! As a chronic wearer of skinny jeans, they're just the best suited for the job. You'll find in his underwear drawer just about any color you can think of---he likes having a bit of secret flair, so he loves getting them in bright, saturated colors and with wild patterns and sayings on them.

Crane: Already has to get his pants custom-made for his just-a-little-too-inhuman proportions, and has spent a significant portion of his life flying his transport ship long distances entirely by himself. Basically what I'm saying is he never wears underwear and tries to get by wearing extremely loose pants sometimes and everyone has to be emotionally prepared for the results of that.

Pam: Misses the days when satyrs could all go bottomless, he really, truly does. He makes up for it now by being a wild card. Is he going commando? Is he wearing briefs? Did he break out that pair of bedazzled pink panties he won a bet with 20 years ago? Is tHaT a tHoNg??? Who knows! (It's Bigwig. Bigwig knows.)

Martin: Boxers, briefs, boxer briefs, accidentally wearing a partner's boy shorts because they were the same color as his own underwear, jockstraps and cups, and even the occasional thong, Martin's worn (almost) it all! In his day-to-day he really does prefer boxers for the comfort factor, though sometimes he wears briefs when he feels an outfit calls for more support.

Zahrah: #FreeTheTiddies. Zahrah never wears bras in her day-to-day life, opting instead for a camisole some days or nothing other days, so long as she's not going to be doing anything especially active that will require more support. She finds them incredibly constricting, and has spent a pretty sizable portion of her life not wearing one, and she doesn't much feel like starting now! She also wears plain seamless linen/cotton/other natural fiber panties, because they're comfy! After spending most of her life in desert environments, she values coolness and cover more than anything else, and prefers to keep things simple, usually wearing solid colors like white and red and gold.

Jianyu: Wears white briefs or a fundoshi, usually the latter. As an extremely utilitarian person with more than a few insecurities and issues with his body image, he mostly prefers to forget he even has a physical form and needs to wear clothes, and puts the bare minimum of thought into underwear and the rest of his clothes by extension. As long as they do the job, it's fine! If he could plan his outfits months in advance and then spend the rest of his time focused on other, more important things to him, he would. Zahrah thinks he looks fetching in anything and tells him as such all the time, which he appreciates more than he'll say. 

Vince: Also misses the days when satyrs could run around completely ass-out, and so often compromises by not wearing any underwear. It's like being ass-out but also able to go out in public without getting arrested! He has much thicker, curlier fur than Pam, which makes it harder to fit himself for pants of any kind, and makes him more likely to overheat on especially hot days. When he absolutely has to, he'll wear boxers to give himself as much breathing room as he can. As with Pam, being as long-lived as they are, both have had to also wear the underwear was available during whatever time they lived in, but unlike Pam, Vince has always opted more for wearing nothing when he could manage it.

Drago: Wears black briefs, modified with a clasp at the back to attach the waistband over his tail. In the past what he wore was more dependent on what was available to him in local shops when his dad let him go out and buy some things for himself with his very small allowance. Since he spends the majority of his time in his demon form, which is especially lizard-y, as well as wearing tight leather pants, form-fitting bottoms are best, even if he doesn't actually need much support in that form. 

Claire: Lingerie all day every day, babey! She has some more sporty underwear alternatives in bright neon colors for when she's going to be especially on the move off the clock, usually when working out with others, but on her own time she pretty much always rocks one of her very extensive collection of matching lacy/satiny underwear sets that she's accrued over the years. Her criteria for what she buys usually falls into two categories: lingerie that's especially fancy-looking, regardless of price point or color, or lingerie that's somehow a little wild or different in some way, be it with fabric choices or strap designs or patterns. She wears a matching camisole or a white semi-transparent silk robe over whatever her look for the day is when she's shuffling in white pom-pom slippers around the girl house. 

Zed: Is a pretty committed devotee to the boxers way of life, and doesn't actually go commando all that often, in a shocking turn of events. He's generally more likely to go pants-less than underwear-less! Like the rest of his clothes, most of his underwear is some shade of green, with more than a few weed leaf patterns. He has some assorted weird/funny underthings he's collected over the many years from being friends with Lee and Jude and all of them buying each other dumb shit for various jokes. He keeps them around for a laugh, and for something to wear on laundry days to get a rise out of Dan.

Dr. Yume: Wears simple black bras and underwear, usually t-shirt bras and high-waisted briefs to fit under her usual button-down + pencil skirt/high-waisted slacks work clothes. She also wears them in white, but because of her work schedule and disrupted sleep sometimes she's not able to plan her outfits for the week like she wants to, and ends up with days where she's got a white shirt and black bra. Anyone who dares to comment on how they can see her straps through her clothes will be eviscerated with a 'Thank you, you can see my bra because I am wearing one.' response. She probably owns one (1) set of black lingerie that she bought eons ago on a whim, feeling a little pressured to do so, but she isn't really interested in wearing it at all. 

Sak: Used to rock a loincloth and the precursor to long underwear with the best of them, once upon a time! He'll wear literally anything handed to him if you ask him nicely enough, but his preference is for looser options like boxers since they breathe more and are the closest equivalent to makeshift bottoms he wore pre-iceberg.

[a-k-a-ruenis]

'Debilitating’

Rating; Teen and +

Fandom; Aldnoah.Zero

Series; Inaweek 2017

Story under the cut!

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“You are my enemy.”

Gazing at himself in the mirror, Inaho cannot help but frown somewhat at the reflection that greets him, and though he knows he had said the phrase himself, his reflection simply gazes at him immobile and silent, their lips unmoving.

He raises his hand a bit, mechanically, and begins to remove the medical patch that he sleeps with at night, the white bandages and gauze a bit sticky with the medicine he occasionally uses to reduce the nerves in that area – Yuki had suggested that a paste or creme might be more beneficial and far less taxing on his stomach, since he does not have to ingest it. Medication, apparently, if used extensively and rather often, can end up burning a hole through the stomach and cause an array of medical issues, issues that Inaho has no interest in dealing with on top of his own. He keeps his eye shut as he removes the patch, and remains as silent as his reflection, gazing at the used patch for a few moments before he throws it away in the garbage; he has many, many more, and until the nerves around his eye calm down, he suspects he will always have a drawer full of them in his bedroom, somewhere. Bending down to wash his face with soap and water, he tenses up again upon hearing the vaguely familiar sound of their sliding door, the sound scratching, screeching, harsh on his ears, and his fingertips lightly dig into the sink's edge – it doesn't matter, ignore it, ignore it, it doesn't matter, don't think about it. He remains still for a few moments, breathing out softly, inhaling shakily, and straightens himself again, gazing at his silent, immobile reflection in the mirror.

“You are my enemy,” he repeats, and his voice is low, stoic still as he addresses his own reflection, “You are my enemy, and I will defeat you.”

“Oh, Nao, you're up earlier than usual,” Yuki breathes, and she sounds surprised, looks surprised, when Inaho raises his head to glance up at her.

Yuki is currently holding a basket full of vegetables from their garden – the psychologist said that finding something mentally stimulating to do might help, so long as it was calming and not heavily taxing on the mind. Inaho had chosen gardening after attempting knitting, sewing, flower arranging, crafting small art pieces, painting, and a part-time job as a waiter for the Amifumis. All of those hobbies ended in failure, ranging from 'complete' to 'utter', and Inaho realised soon afterward that he simply does not have the talent nor patience to learn anything remotely artistic, especially with only one good eye, nor does he have the willpower anymore to deal with potentially annoying customers that may show up at the Amifumi's restaurant. His mind simply cannot handle what may come, and it seems that little things seem to set off his migraines, now.

Gardening, it seems, is both good for their own health, as well as mentally stimulating and physically engaging. It is the perfect hobby for Inaho to distract himself with when he is not busy elsewhere.

So that was what Yuki had been doing, why the sliding door had opened; Inaho makes a mental note to go out and buy something to make sure their door no longer makes that sound, perhaps a few tools or simply some oil..

“Yuki-nee,” Inaho says softly, and he gestures toward her, “I thought you got rid of all the clothes you didn't wear anymore?” He asks, because once he had been awarded his compensation for his part in the war, they had moved somewhere quieter and had donated everything that they no longer needed, including their old house, and Yuki herself had parted with quite a few of her own belongings.

“I did,” Yuki says, nodding, and she shifts the basket in her arms a bit, resting it against her hip, instead. Inaho realises she is covered in dirt and grass and pollen, and her pants are damp with morning dew; she had definitely been outside, that much is obvious. “But I kept just one pair, so I could garden with you,” she says, smiling a bit. She looks.. sad, almost, sad and a bit pained, but Inaho has come to realise that she is just worried about him. “And I know you like to start breakfast out well, so I got some vegetables from our garden so I could cook you a nice meal..”

Ah.

“.. thank you, Yuki-nee,” Inaho murmurs, taking a few steps toward her, “I'll wash the vegetables and cut them up, and you can cook us breakfast.”

“Sure, Nao,” Yuki immediately agrees, nodding eagerly, “For the omelette, would you like bacon or ham?”

'Debilitating'.

That was the word they had tried to use to describe Inaho's condition, physical as well as mental. The war had taken slightly more from him than it had his comrades and friends, something less than death, but 'debilitating' all the same. It had robbed him of his debatedly healthy state of mind – something many argue was never quite healthy in the first place, given how standoffish he comes across, given how cold and harsh he had seemed during the war – and had robbed him of an eye, of half of his sight.

Post-traumatic stress disorder. Nightmares, as a result of the disorder. Slight paranoia. Those new symptoms had cropped up after the war, piling onto the ones he had already had: difficulty socializing, difficulty maintaining and forming relationships, difficulty in keeping himself occupied when there is seemingly naught to do..

Inaho remains silent as he weeds the garden in their backyard, pulling up the green stalks forcefully, the dandelions, the rogue grass, the little purple flowers that have somehow started to invade their slightly elevated garden space; he tosses all of them into the basket at his side, and will later put them in a compost pile so that he can make fertilizer once everything inside has properly decomposed.

He had chosen relatively simple things to start off with, no fruit trees, no vines, mostly vegetables and berry bushes that would be easy to maintain and take care of until they bore food.

Currently growing in his garden are strawberries, lettuce and peas, and in another, separate plot, is mushrooms. They are heavily shaded, and the soil composition is darker, richer to promote growth. If he is not careful, Yuki will occasionally nick a couple of strawberries from the garden before they are truly ripe, leading to him trying to be the one to care for their small garden plot.

Debilitating, Inaho thinks again, and the word feels wrong, inaccurate to describe his current condition, 'To make weak and infirm'. But I..

“Nao?”

Inaho lifts his head upon hearing the familiar call, and finds that he is currently gripping a few weeds a bit too tightly; they bend in his grasp, leaking water on his fingers, his palms, and he drops them to the ground, remaining silent.

“Are.. you alright?” Yuki asks quietly, remaining still on the porch, loosely gripping the sliding door's wooden handle. She has that worried look on her features, eyebrows furrowed, dark eyes glossed over with mild tears. “Did I wake you up this morning?”

With the sound, she means, Inaho realises, shaking his head a few times. “I was already awake,” he says honestly, and then he drops his gaze, lightly frowning at the crumpled up weeds, bright green and vivid and ruined against the dark soil, “You did startle me.” He picks the weeds back up and carefully places them in his small basket, hands shaking a bit; what had upset him, this time?

“.. I'm sorry, N–..”

“It's fine,” Inaho insists, cutting her off. Lifting his head again, he catches his sister's gaze this time, and he forces a smile, for her sake. “I'm fine,” he repeats, and he raises a gloved hand to wipe the sweat from his cheek, breathing out softly, pausing. “.. Yuki-nee, can you please get me juice?”

“.. sure, Nao,” Yuki says, and she forces a grin, too, a small, pained grin.

Inaho is silent as she disappears back inside.

Gazing at his hand, shaking before him, Inaho is temporarily unable to discern whether or not the crimson red oozing from his palm is supposed to be there. There is a slice in his palm, right across it, and the crimson that seeps from the wound drips onto the sink's counter, staining the white, white marble. The red colour is unsettling, painful to look at, almost, and he has to avert his gaze elsewhere.

You're bleeding.

The thought comes late, the realisation late, and he immediately lifts his head to gaze at his reflection in the mirror –

Or, rather, he would, if the mirror before him were not shattered to pieces, distorting his reflection. A few shards are missing, sprinkling the sink and the floor, and a few lie dangerously close to his bare feet.

“.. ao..? Nao..? Nao?”

Inaho's gaze flickers toward the door, and he realises that the knob is rattling.

Yuki, his mind offers, and he presses his palm against the towel at his waist; the fabric irritates the slice in his palm, though he decides to ignore it temporarily.

“Nao, are you okay? Are you alright?”

“.. I broke the mirror, again,” he says after a few moments of silence.

“.. what.. happened, Nao?”

“It was.. staring at me..” Inaho says, and even as he says it, he knows it is unreasonable, the reason is ridiculous, but he knows that his paranoia is to blame, his lack of self-control and his mind is to blame. “I'm.. I'm sorry, Yuki-nee,” he apologises, and his voice is low, low and careful and quiet and shaky, “I'll.. get us another one..”

Yuki goes quiet outside the door, and Inaho hears her shift, her footsteps quiet and muffled against the wooden floor in their hallway. “.. it's.. it's fine, Nao,” she finally says, and her own voice is shaking, trembling, uneven, “Let's.. just get your wound sanitised. We can look for another mirror tomorrow.”

“Bad day?”

“.. bad day, yes.”

Footsteps. Muffled footsteps against the wooden floorboards, slow and cautious footsteps followed by careful, quiet voices.

“How is he?”

“The medication makes him extremely drowsy. He's dozing on the sofa.”

“What happened, yesterday?”

“He.. broke the bathroom mirror, again. He said it was staring at him.”

Silence. Heavy, heavy silence hangs in the air, and Inaho can barely comprehend what his sister and friends are talking about; his medication does indeed make him drowsy, and he finds it exhausting to think, to move, and he can do little more than rest and lie down when he takes it. He had tried, once, to go out to town, and had almost crashed their car.

The doctor told them afterward that he is not allowed to operate anything – at all – whenever he takes the medication.

“Are his.. reflections really that upsetting, to him? Even after.. seeing that doctor, and the medication..”

“It doesn't help that he refuses to stay home and rest. He's out at least three times a week. Where does he even go?”

Ah, no.

At that, Inaho groans softly, trying to sit up, Don't talk about that.. –

“Oh, he's awake,” a soft voice calls, and he hears footsteps again, low, heavy footsteps against the floor.

Inaho's vision is blurry before him, blurry with sleep and drowsiness and exhaustion, and he barely registers the hand combing his hair. “Who..?”

“We all came to see how you were doing,” a voice murmurs, and Inaho recognises it as Inko's, Inko's low voice stained with worry, “Yuki told us what happened.”

The mirror.

“We brought some soup for you to eat, when you're finished resting,” another voice chips in, and it sounds like Nina's, maybe. It has to be Nina's, his mind tells him again, Who else would it be?

“And we brought a bunch of movies, to watch when you're sleeping,” yet another voice says, and theirs is a bit louder, more cheerful, “Kid stuff, movies from America. So they're in English, but they have subtitles..”

Calm, that's Calm.

“Mmn,” Inaho murmurs, and he manages a weak nod.

There is a hand still in his hair, combing it clumsily, and he feels that hand on his shoulder after a few moments, pushing him back down gently, exceedingly gently, so that he is lying down once again.

Tired. Sleepy. Go back to sleep. Go to sleep. Rest. Close your eyes.

Inaho does, allowing his eyes to slip shut and the voices fade away.

Sometimes, it is harder to differentiate between certain sounds.

An airplane whizzing by and missiles.

Fireworks and gunshots.

.. metal construction work and kataphrakt battles.

Car alarms and sirens.

Sometimes, on days that are worse than usual, it is harder to differentiate between sounds.

“Feeling better, Nao?”

Inaho lifts his head a bit, just barely able to hear his sister's voice over the thunderstorm humming in his ears. “A little,” he says, and he cannot even hear his own voice; it must have come out a bare whisper.

Yuki nods somewhat, and her smile is again pained, worry evident in her dark eyes. “I'll let you know when the firework show is done,” she promises, “Just.. take it easy until then, okay? Take a nap.”

“.. sure, Yuki-nee,” Inaho says, though they both know he will do no such thing; his sleep is irregular already, and trying to take a nap will disrupt his cycle further. He does, however, allow himself to lie down against the tatami mats, the earbuds in his ear digging in a little bit further, the music just a slightest bit louder on that side.

She waves a bit before slowly shutting the door, and Inaho feels his heart slip just a bit further into his stomach.

'Debilitating', he thinks again, and that particular word seems to be more relevant as of late, more applicable, 'To make weak'. Gazing blankly ahead of him, Inaho silently watches as the fireworks from the outside cast long, abstract shadows against the wall, watches as sparks slowly slip down the wall and disappear amongst the shadows against the floor.

“You are my enemy,” Inaho quietly tells his reflection, and again, his other stands in the mirror immobile, stoic, blank.

Almost a perfect copy.

His reflection is almost a perfect copy of himself, and that in itself should be alarming. The reflection in the mirror has both of their eyes, dark, dark eyes devoid of life and shimmer, and they absolutely refuse to copy Inaho. They refuse to copy his movements, and if Inaho did not know better, he might think that the mirror is no mirror at all and an image, instead. But when Yuki comes in to check on him, occasionally, she will show up in the mirror normally, and his reflection will correct itself. And when she leaves, the mirror's image will shift back to what it was before, and Inaho is left to wonder why.

He already knows the reason why.

Bringing up the issue of his reflection has always been something he has no intentions of doing; it will only worry Yuki, and his doctor might be tempted to change his diagnosis. A change in diagnosis may mean a change in how he is currently living – he is almost a functioning member of society, save the fact that he may act out at times – and that would result in a change in how he goes about doing what little work he already does.

Besides..

Inaho shifts a bit, lifting his hands to carefully pull off the medical patch over his eye again, and this time, it is a bit less sticky with the pain-relieving medication, just a bit. He remains silent as he pulls off the patch, disposing of it in the garbage, and reaches a hand out to turn on the sink – keep going, continue marching on, you can do it – and listens as the handle squeaks quietly, water falling from the faucet and meeting the sink's basin, slowly filling it with water.

.. there's.. worse ways to..

Inaho washes off the creme from his eye, keeping it shut as he does so, and listens to the soap quietly bubble in the water, feels it against his skin. He tries to keep his face maintained, not wanting an infection to spread from anywhere near his eye – because then, it would be so easy, painfully easy – and gently pats the area dry with a small towel, opening his other eye to gaze once again at his silent reflection.

.. there are.. worse ways to live, he supposes, recalling one arrangement in particular, Without help.. or care.. or medication.. At least, I have Yuki-nee to support me.. Brushing his fingertips over his eyelid, Inaho hesitates for a few moments, trying to imagine what he might have been like had he not received immediate medical care and a replacement.

The reflection is silent, still, immobile, and they still refuse to copy his movements, even when Inaho leans in a bit closer to inspect the mirror. “.. you are my enemy,” he repeats, a bit more firm this time, “and I will defeat you.”

And on that day, perhaps the war will finally end.

[roseymoseyberry]

Knocked Out (11/12)

As you can probably guess, turns out the last chapter will be last two chapters. Because of course it did since I said there was one last chapter.

I could have shoved it all into one chapter, but I felt this was better used as a short standalone chapter. Plus I know that there's some lovelies (more on ao3 but maybe some of y’all!) haven't actually read barbarian AUs before, and while I'm beyond honored to be the first and possibly only for you, this fic was written based on the assumption that the readers knew the matenapping trope therein and how I reversed it here, haha. So hopefully this is helpful to those of you who aren't familiar with the tropes inherent to barbarian AUs.

The actual last chapter will be posted either tomorrow or Friday. So I hope you enjoy this little snippet and god lord do I hope you enjoy the last chapter when I post it, hahaaaah.

ALSO! On the off chance you missed it, I wrote a little drabble in this AU which can be found over yonder.

Title: Knocked Out

Series: Transformers: Prime with the constructicons shoved right in there, and just a sprinkle of ideas pulled from tfidw

Pairing/Characters: Breakdown/Knockout, joined by Bulkhead and the Constructicons

Warnings: Robot injuries (nothing super gory), sexual jokes, language barriers, and fluff. Oh the fluff. Also slow burn I guess depending on your definition of slow haha.

Fic Summary:

And so there Breakdown found himself, with an injured barbarian in his arms who turned those dazzling crimson optics towards him, and for a split second Breakdown felt as if it was his knees that were injured because boy did they feel weak.

Barbarian AU where the citymech unwittingly does the kidnapping.

Chapter Summary:

“First time shopping for clothes, huh?”

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“First time shopping for clothes, huh?”

Breakdown’s optics snapped up to find a red minibot wearing a blue wrap standing on the booth’s table, servo wrapped around one of the corner beams to lean towards Breakdown as the little mech grinned slyly at him. The minibot’s accent was one that Breakdown couldn’t place, not sounding like any he had heard in the cities he had been to. Before he even had a chance to reply, a nearly identical helm popped up. In fact, the only difference was that the second minibot had a blue paintjob.

“Ooh, a first timer?” The second minibot clambered onto the table as well, his red wrap not slowing him down at all. Even on the stand, the two of them didn’t reach Breakdown’s optics, but that didn’t seem to intimidate them at all.

“He was looking at the skirts like they were gonna sit up and bite him,” Red said to Blue’s delight.

Breakdown could hardly disagree, truth be told. Not that he had any time to get a word in edgewise before Blue leaned in, saying, “Aww, don’t be afraid, big guy! We can help you find something stylish and in your size!”

“Uh.” Breakdown blinked as he tried to gather his thoughts. Once Knockout had been put into stasis, Ratchet had shooed him out of the room, insisting he find something to do with himself for the next couple of hours and leave the healing to him. Needing something to occupy his processor with, Breakdown had decided to see if he couldn’t find a replacement for the dingy towel that Knockout had had wrapped around his waist.

After nearly an hour wandering the various street markets, Breakdown had finally spotted the stall. The tables were covered in neatly folded clothes of all sorts of colors and textures, and beams created overhead rows where yet more fabric was hung to billow with the breeze. The thin mech that Breakdown had assumed was running the booth on his own had been talking with another customer, so Breakdown thought he’d have a chance to just browse, see if he couldn’t glean some sort of knowledge by just looking at the fabric.

But no. It was all very pretty, but that was as far as Breakdown could figure. There seemed to be categories for different types of garments and they had signs stating what they were, but the words were meaningless to Breakdown. He didn’t even have the greatest optic for color, so Breakdown couldn’t even just start there. Would Knockout want something red? But what if it was the wrong shade? Grey? Black? Gold?

Now, faced with two minibots staring at him with nearly predatory grins, Breakdown felt both lost and concerned.

Maybe buying a gift had been a terrible idea.

“It’s, uh, it’s not for me,” Breakdown finally managed.

Twin optics widened with interest.

“Ooh, looking to court a barbarian, huh?”

“Strong mech like you shouldn’t have problems with the grabbing, but I could see how you might want help on the softer side of things,” Blue said as he considered Breakdown seriously.

“No point in catch and carry if you can’t keep ‘em with your personality,” Red agreed, acting deadly serious even as his twin snorted.

Breakdown was positive he was being made fun of, and that irritation only added to the burning embarrassment that came with realizing what they meant.

“I’m not matenapping anybody!” Breakdown argued, his engine rumbling in warning. “And I don’t appreciate you suggesting I would!”

Blue looked at Red who shrugged.

“An idiot and boring.”

“No sense of romance.”

Breakdown’s engine growled properly this time. However, there was no chance to follow through on any arguments when a monotone voice interrupted sternly, “Rumble, Frenzy: desist.”

“But boss!”

“We’re just teasing!”

If the mech was moved, Breakdown wouldn’t have known since the shopkeeper had a full face visor. Up close he looked even thinner. Most of his frame was covered in a loose tunic, but his arms were bare, thin and more blades than anything, and his digits were impossibly slim as they unfurled to wave the two minibots off. And, surprisingly, the twins scrambled off the table, though they did grumble under their ex-vents. Soon after, a pair of flying mechanimals swooped towards them, but judging from the giggles that brought, they seemed to know the creatures.

“Apologies,” the shopkeeper said, bringing Breakdown’s attention back to his featureless visor. “Seeking a gift?”

“Yeah,” Breakdown replied, at once finding himself trapped again in the awkwardness of not knowing what he was doing. If the shopkeeper noticed his discomfort though, he didn’t comment on it, just waited patiently. “Crew and I picked up a mech on our way here and he’s just been wearing my drying towel for a few days now, so I figured I should pick him up some actual clothes, you know?”

With a small nod, the mech further asked, “A barbarian?”

“Yeah. I mean, who else would wear clothes?”

“Two small religious sects,” the mech answered easily, “and some citymecha seeking alternative fashion choices.”

“Oh.” Breakdown grimaced, worrying he had somehow offended. “Sorry, you one of those then or--”

“No.”

“Uh, then you’re a bar--”

“No.” Breakdown would have sworn the slightest shifting of light in the mech’s visor was humor.

“Soundwave’s a translator!” one of the minibots interrupted, popping his helm up above the table’s edge with one of the flyers perched on top. “He’s got a crazy big processor for language and has pretty much all of them rattling around in there now.”

And, of course, the second minibot wasn’t far behind with his own flyer, pride clear as day on his face as he added, “He’s been to all the cities and met every tribe we’ve ever heard of and more! So he’s pretty much the smartest and coolest mech you’ll ever meet.”

“We’re barbarians though.”

“Cassette tribe, and don’t forget it!”

“Enough.”

The twins snapped their mouths shut petulantly.

Breakdown stared at the odd little group of mecha before glancing around at the stall. “So then this is, what, something you do to fill the time between jobs?”

There was that flicker again as Soundwave nodded.

So. A citymech with barbarian connections who was a contract worker.

Breakdown felt his spark finally ease as he said, “Then it sounds like you’re just the mech I need to help me try to figure out what the frag to buy.”

With an easy nod, Soundwave asked, “Do you know his style preference?”

“No. I mean, he wears my towel wrapped between his legs and then around his hips, but that might just be because that’s all I had. His clothes had already been taken from him before we met him and his tribe.”

“Tribe name?”

Breakdown had to take a moment to think on that before answering, “Is Velocitron a tribe?”

Identical pairs of optics blew out wide.

“A Velocitron?!” the twins squealed in unison.

“Is he beautiful? They’re supposed to be real bright and pretty!”

“And fast! How did you manage to catch him?”

“Yeah! They’re about the toughest mecha you could try to court, and super rare nowadays!”

“Is he in the city with you? Can we meet him?!”

“We’ve never met an actual Velocitron before!”

“You’re so slagging lucky!”

With another wave of Soundwave’s servo, Frenzy and Rumble quieted, though they practically vibrated with energy now. The interruption couldn’t have come at a better time since Breakdown was pretty sure he had somehow managed to, yet again, step his pede into something he did not understand.

But Airachnid had said something vaguely similar. She seemed so focused on the fact that Knockout was a Velocitron--

With a quick motion, Soundwave laid out a neatly folded bundle of fabric.

“This style and fabric preferred by Velocitron tribe,” Soundwave explained simply. “Short so it does not impede running and fabric type allows airflow to assist in faster frame cooling.”

Breakdown gingerly reached out to touch the bundle. The texture was smooth and thin compared with some of the other fabrics around the booth, and when Breakdown unfurled it he found that unlike the tunic that Soundwave wore or some of the other options on the table, it was actually similar in dimension and simplicity to Breakdown’s towel. Longer in length and narrower in width, but Breakdown could only assume that it was meant to be worn similarly to how Knockout had worn the towel.

It was nice. Beautiful even in a weird way. Certainly it would be a better fit for Knockout. Breakdown couldn’t help imagining how much nicer it would look, laying smoothly across the curves of Knockout’s hips and thighs instead of adding bulk like that old towel. Primus, he hoped that Knockout would like it, might even smile when it was handed to him like he had when he first put on that towel--

“Black only color currently available,” Soundwave continued, pulling Breakdown from his thoughts. “More colors and fabrics can be sought if desired in the future.”

“Nah, no worries,” Breakdown said, the grin he hadn’t realized had bloomed on his face turning sheepish as he waved off the offer. “Truthfully this just makes it easier for me since I wasn’t sure what color to get. So this will be perfect. How much is it?”

“I mean, that’s a pretty rare item,” one twin started, his predatory grin mirrored on his twin’s face. However, neither of them got in another word as Soundwave shook his helm.

“A gift,” Soundwave stated, “for your mate.”

Breakdown’s spark whirled madly.

“Oh, no, he’s not—it’s not like that!” he insisted, flustered as he shook his helm.

The twins rolled their optics while Soundwave’s helm tilted with curiosity.

“He is a barbarian you separated from his tribe and brought with your own, correct?”

“But I didn’t kidnap him!” Breakdown argued, at once indignant again at the accusation. After seeing how Airachnid and her tribe treated Knockout, Breakdown would never let anyone do that to the barbarian, let alone do so himself. “I didn’t force him to come here with me or anything! He could leave if he wanted--”

“Idiot,” the twins echoed, their tone bored. Breakdown’s frown deepened as he glowered at them.

“Not accusing matenapping,” Soundwave explained, tone still as even as ever, apparently not at all concerned with upsetting Breakdown. “Matenapping and barbarian courtship practices often confused, but are not equivalent.”

“They’re—they’re not the same thing?” Breakdown asked, doing his best to focus on Soundwave instead of the small barbarians silently mocking him.

“No. Matenapping equivalent to kidnapping and slavery. Barbarian courtship involves catching a potential mate to exhibit physical traits, then bringing them to the courter’s tribe, using travel time to exhibit further traits that prove the courter will be a good mate and the new tribe a good match. Potential mate may end courtship and return to their tribe at any time.”

Breakdown felt realization dawning unbidden.

“Wait. Really?”

“I can’t believe an idiot citymech like you managed to accidentally court a Velocitron,” one twin grumbled bitterly while the other nodded in agreement.

Soundwave however asked, “Courtship not discussed?”

“No. I mean, we don’t really speak the same language yet—there’s no way he—sorry, I should probably go,” Breakdown stammered, gathering up the fabric in his servos. “You sure I can just--?”

“Gift,” Soundwave insisted.

“You’ll need it,” one twin agreed.

“Thanks,” Breakdown said to Soundwave as he shoved his prize away and turned to leave. However, he only got a step or two before spinning back around and catching Soundwave’s gaze. After a moment of considering and reconsidering, Breakdown asked, “You don’t happen to know what a barithi is, do you?”

That left the minibots stumped, but there was no mistaking the amused flicker of Soundwave’s visor.

[theshattered-youth]

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The significant and also is that a lot of, if not all of these free items, are provided right to the mother's residence. As well as, with that said, allows obtain right down to the core. Do you have the software application you need to get begun? At some factor you are mosting likely to want to move your baby, so you will certainly need to purchase something. Unless you're intending to hang on to them for your next child, they're simply accumulating dirt. With a couple of basic skills, a helpful collection of "stuff, " and also just a little bit of planning as well as preparation, youll be on your method! There is a place for TELEVISION in our lives as well as it wants all the fastest way of taking in news from around the globe. Taking classes abroad Below, the poet utilizes the spiritual story to describe the time, location and feelings that his love was established on, talking of them as if they were somehow suggested to take place. Perhaps she thought that was her area in the world and no-one can fault her if she executed her obligations to the utmost of her capacity. I as soon as had a neighbor that informed the globe and also it's mommy she thought tidiness was beside Godliness as well as invested all the time every day cleansing her residence. It is believed that from this you really have the option to inspect out every little thing prior to you also have to purchase something. Limited neck lines would certainly trouble you and even the positioning of buttons at odd positions would certainly create you issues, so examine these ahead of time. At the exact same time the switches and other components in the style should be very carefully stitched. But Betty had the money whenever I went to jail This song further illustrates using contrasting stories to share love. This instance additionally illustrates making use of initial language in conversational stories. The poet feels it is unacceptable for anybody to "call you out your name ", or to put it simply, utilize defamatory language towards his love. A number of the infant shower concepts will function for any type of location, inside or out. Do you desire your child to look cute or great with infant garments however you do not have ideas on where to seek them? Expense is a significant point you would wish to take into consideration when getting infant garments. It's very easy, consider a child clothing store. Clothing care plays a huge function in your baby's safety. Thus, it is always advised that you maintain the security and convenience consider mind also when you are looking for event outfits for your kid. Also when you have acquired a lacy shirt for your small lady, if you wind up obtaining a size that happens to be somewhat bigger than her actual size, she will fit in it. And also, parents will be most likely to maintain buying clothes to stay up to date with the changes in the baby's growth - size, weight, length, and form. Thus, acquiring garments that are rather larger than the actual size of your infants body presents will certainly be great as it ensures optimal convenience for the youngster.

However, these booster shot procedures will just make their systems strong but it doesn't offer an assurance that microorganisms can't permeate their method in. So why did she act this way? The very same point can be real with, definitely with tube maternities, thats why those 2 can be perplexed. Yes it is real that child clothing do not last lengthy with youngsters expanding as quick as they do, yet caring for a babies clothes is still simply as, if not even more, essential. Hip-Hop, you the love of my life and that holds true This passage is one-of-a-kind because it uses both the metaphoric as well as different narrative techniques. The discussion of Hip-Hop love narratives is a really uphill struggle. As well as that leads us to one of the most popular metaphoric Hip-Hop love narrative of our time. Infants will enjoy this recipe. Thick and also cosy attires will maintain the infant warm from head to toe. Here is a list of popular things that has been looked into with some of the largest on the internet retailers of baby items. Below are some of the basic points you'll desire to have. Do you desire to provide a gift to a brand-new mom without investing a great deal of cash? They utilize it when washing to remove smells, soften the textiles, and also offer your baby as well as young child garments a fresh and a lot more all-natural scent. When you are thinking about your youngsters comfort, its not only about the style of the clothes youre buying it will certainly likewise be a matter of exactly how the product remains on your children body. Think about how much you have into the item. The following time you are re-assembling your kit, be sure to add that thing. I prefer to hang around with my household as well as close friends, chatting on the phone, going with long strolls or dancing the evening away. With all that having been claimed, Ive discovered a new food that I recognize I'm mosting likely to love. Soon you'll find that having just a couple of great clothing becomes impractical. I had a good complimentary website a couple of years ago I checked out daily. Utilize your Roadway Journey logbook to tape everybodies remarks about the day. This will serve no good as purchasing child items indiscriminately will not simply be waste of cash yet likewise waste of time and energy which you can put for some positive use. If travelling by vehicle you must always utilize an automobile seat and adhere to the maker's directions for suitable. If your trip restriction disappears than a one-hour auto ride one means, then search for areas of rate of interest within concerning 40 miles of home. Which is not a trouble because just like kidneys, much like testis, ladies with one ovary can have just as several babies as a woman with 2 ovaries and also two tubes. Apparently it is a 2x matrix, indicating those initial 2 people you obtained to join get on your initial level. You ought to constantly have 2 pairs during the night time, because you never ever know when a baby is going to spit up or have a diaper leakage that can call for a complete garment change.

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Corner Lot New-Construction Home Ideas

  Built and designed by Veranda Estate Homes Inc., this custom home was designed to take advantage of the unique raised corner lot that it sits on. Every side of this home had large scale windows to take advantage of the raised elevation off the street which gives it total privacy and walls of green trees once summer decides to show its face in Calgary. Since the home was a spec home, meaning the builder was building it without specific clients in mind, they were able to push the envelope with the overall plan and interior selections.

While each space is unique and individual, they kept the theme of black, white, and natural color wood elements consistent throughout the home. There are a lot of elements in this home that the designer, Melissa Manzardo Hryszko, gets asked about often. One is the staircase railing, which is a design she came up with for another home about 7 years ago. While it is certainly not cost effective, she felt it was a great investment for the space as it certainly demands attention. The staircase is a combination of custom iron post in a matte black finish, 10 mm glass panels, & a 1/4 sawn oak handrail. It goes perfectly with the black stringers and natural finish hardwood treads.

The other feature people love are the dividers that she incorporated into the informal dining area. This space is viewed right when you walk into the home so she knew they had to somehow make this space special and define it in some way. The industrial feel that these dividers add was the perfect touch to define the space.

The counters are another thing people loved when viewing this home, you can’t help but touch them! They are a leathered Angola Black granite, simple and clean but the leathered finish takes these up a level!

Enjoy the tour, everyone!

  Corner Lot New-Construction Home Ideas

The smooth stucco color is Benjamin Moore Pashmina AF-100.

Exterior trim paint color is Benjamin Moore Seapearl OC-19.

Side Garage

The house features a side entry oversized attached garage with 8’ tall cedar stained garage door.

Home Style: West Coast Contemporary style exterior c/w low pitched roofs, 3’ overhangs, metal roof accents, cedar siding sections, and timber post detailing.

House Size: 3,733 Sq. Ft. custom built 2-storey home.

Front Door

The custom-made 9’ tall front doors are White Oak – stained Back with glass inserts – Similar font doors: here, here & here.

Exterior Stone, Milwaukee Limestone.

Hardwood Flooring

Hardwood flooring is finished on site 3” & 5” alternating boards in 1/4 & rift cut white oak finished with a custom stain and Bona Traffic in a matte finish applied.

Door Hardware: 3’ tall custom pulls with deadbolt – Modern Entry Door Sets: here, here, here, here, here & here.

Paint Color

Trim, Ceilings, Walls throughout is Benjamin Moore White Dove OC-17.

Breakfast Room

The breakfast nook features glass & lacquered dividers.

Patio Doors

8’ tall sliding Terrace doors leading to the patio from the nook.

Main Floor Ceiling Height: 10’

Lighting

The lighting is Visual Comfort (Aged Iron – Extra Large).

Table: Wayfair – Other Beautiful Dining Tables (Many Styles): here, here, here, here, here, here , here & here.

Chairs: Wayfair.

Kitchen

This kitchen feels dramatic, modern and unapologetic. I love the layout and the raised kitchen island.

All of the cabinets throughout are custom and built-on-site in the home. The designer/builder went with a 1/4 Sawn White Oak for all of the back stained cabinetry.

Raised Countertop

Raised marble counter in the kitchen is polished Statuario marble with mitered waterfall detailing.

Dark Stained Cabinetry

All black stained windows & cabinetry is a custom blended black stain and it was shaded to create the depth that you see in the images. Any painted cabinets are created with MDF and paint grade woods.

Range: 48” Wolf gas range – Similar here, here & here.

Beautiful Utensil Crocks: Here, Here, Here, Here, Here, Here & Here.

Kitchen Island Dimension

Kitchen Island Dimension: 9’ wide x 2’ deep + the marble raised section which adds another 18” of depth for this island.

The island features built-in microwave drawer & Bosch dishwasher w/ paneled front.

Kitchen Desk

The kitchen also features a built-in command center wired for computer and phone.

Chair: Wayfair.

Lighting: Visual Comfort – Similar here & here.

Cabinetry Sheen

All cabinets and trim have a low sheen lacquer applied in 20 degrees.

Refrigerator: Paneled 42” Sub Zero refrigerator – Similar here.

Island Faucet & Sink

Island faucet is Delta in Champagne Bronze with Black Blanco kitchen sink.

Backsplash

Backsplash is a Cotswold or Lancaster (goes by both names) 3×6 white tile – similar here.

Counterstools

Kitchen counterstools are Dovetail Messina counter stool. Affordable Counterstool Ideas: here, here, here, here, here, here, here & here.

Kitchen Sink Cabinetry

The kitchen sink wall features built-on-site 1⁄4 Sawn Oak kitchen cabinetry with extensive drawer detailing, pull out trash cans and cabinets to the ceiling.

Perimeter Countertop

Countertop is Leathered Angola Black Granite.

Kitchen Faucet

Kitchen Faucet: Aquabrass Wizard Kitchen Faucet – similar here, here & here.

Kitchen sink is Blanco.

Cabinet Hardware

Kitchen cabinets are all custom pulls from Colonial Hardware – similar here, here, here & here.

The kitchen has “miles” of countertop… isn’t it dreamy?! I’d love to cook in here!

Floating Shelves

The kitchen floating shelves are Hickory – Similar here & here (White Oak).

Lighting: Visual Comfort – Similar here & here.

Kitchen Pantry

A door opens to an extensive pantry with lower cabinets, pull-out baskets and open floating shelves.

Countertop and shelves are stained Hickory.

Butler’s Pantry

This home features a large butler’s pantry with custom 1⁄4 sawn oak cabinets with under counter lighting.

Countertop is Leathered Angola Black Granite.

Backsplash is a Cotswold or Lancaster (goes by both names) 3×6 white tile – similar here.

Faucet is Delta in Champagne Bronze with Black Blanco sink.

Lighting: Visual Comfort (small).

Dining Room

The kitchen opens to a bright dining room painted in Benjamin Moore White Dove OC-17. Double French terrace doors leads to a private courtyard.

Lighting

The modern hand blown glass chandelier can be found here -Similar: here (smaller version), here, here, here, here & here (sale!).

Mirror is Uttermost.

Furniture

Table, chairs and console table are Restoration Hardware.

Create a Beautiful Dining Room:

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Great Room

This bright Great Room features 8’ tall  black sliding patio doors and high vaulted ceiling.

Sofa is Article Cube Sofa – Beautiful Sectional Sofa: Here.

Coffee Tables are Dovetail – Find modern coffee tables here.

Ceiling Height

Vaulted Ceiling Height: 18′ with 23’ vaulted.

Metal side tables are Dovetail – similar here.

Chairs

White wingback chairs are Sunpan.

Black chairs are Stilnovo Sungar Arm Chair. Similar here, here & here (neutral).

Stools are also by Stilnovo.

Brass side table are RH Teen.

Fireplace

Fireplace Details: Clear view single sided 70” gas fireplace with solid marble slab surround and driftwood log set in the interior.

Staircase

The staircase is a combination of custom iron post in a matte black finish, 10 mm glass panels, & a 1/4 sawn square Oak handrail. It goes perfectly with the black stringers and natural finish hardwood treads.

Home Office

The home office carries the same custom 1⁄4 sawn oak cabinetry. Note the floor plug under desk. Handy!

Corner chair is from HomeSense – Other Chairs (different colors & fabrics) here, here, here, here, here, here & here.

Desk & Chair

The dark cabinetry looks great with the black windows and the light hardwood flooring.

Desk is Sunpan.

Desk chair is also by Sunpan.

Sconces

Sconces are Visual Comfort.

Bathroom

This modern farmhouse-style bathroom features 4×16 white subway tile in a horizontal stack pattern on walls and 4×16 black subway tile in a stack pattern on floors.

Faucet is Delta in Champagne Bronze.

Cabinet is Hickory with a custom stain.

Mirror: Custom round mirror – similar here.

Sconces: Visual Comfort.

Toilet: Kohler.

Shower Tile

Shower Tile: 4×16 white subway tile in a horizontal stack pattern & river rock for shower base.

Shower Faucet: Delta in Champagne Bronze.

Bedroom

Bedroom paint color is White Dove by Benjamin Moore.

Lighting: Matteo Lighting C57005RB – similar here (large).

Main Bathroom

The main bathroom features heated 8” x 8” black and white cement tiles and custom vanity.

Cabinet Hardware: Atlas.

Lighting is Visual Comfort.

Mirrors

Rounded Edge Rectangle Mirrors are RH Teen Pierced Metal Dresser Mirror – Others: here, here & here.

Bathroom Faucet

Faucets are Brizo Oden in Matte Black.

Sink is Kohler.

Bathroom Flooring

Black & White Cement Tile: Here – in Grey: here.

Toilet: Kohler.

Lower Level Bathroom

The basement bathroom features heated 8” matte hexagon black tiles and leathered Black Granite countertop.

Wall Tile

Wall tile is 3×12 vertical stacked subway tile on walls in white gloss.

Vanity: 1/4 sawn white oak with a custom milky stain applied.

Faucet: Delta Champagne Bronze.

Sink: Kohler.

Similar Mirror: Here (Walnut).

Toilet: Kohler.

Lighting: Visual Comfort.

Master Bedroom

The master bedroom features a modern chandelier by Stilnovo – similar here.

Bedside tables via RH Teen.

Bed & Windows

Bed & bedding via RH – similar here.

Bench is from Sunpan. Other Colors: here.

Barn Door Paint Color

The barn door paint color is Benjamin Moore Midnight Dream 2129-10.

Bathroom Flooring: Master Bathroom flooring is heated 4×24 Carrara in a herringbone pattern.

Master Bathroom

The master bathroom is spacious and it features a very inspiring layout.

Vanities

Bathroom also features ‘His’ & ‘Hers’ custom 1⁄4 sawn oak vanities with granite vanity tops.

Sconces: Visual Comfort.

Bath Towel Rings: Delta.

Champagne Finish Faucet

Master Bathroom is Delta in Champagne Bronze.

Under-mount Sink: Kohler.

Freestanding Tub

Free standing soaker tub with floor mount Delta Trinsic tub filler in Champagne Bronze.

Shower Tile

The master bathroom shower features 3×12 Cotswold white tile for walls and ceiling (steam unit), solid Statuario marble bench, Carrara long octagon mosaic for the shower base.

Walk-in Closet

Wallpaper in the master closet is from Cole & Sons – similar here – Other Beautiful Wallpaper Choices: here, here & here.

Closet Details

This oversized walk-in closet has extensive shelving, shoe area, seating bench, full length framed mirror and over 15 built-in drawers.

Laundry Room

What a stunning laundry room! I am loving these warm tan cabinets and the herringbone flooring. Flooring is heated Olympia Regal series in various sizes. Cabinet paint color is Pratt and Lambert Ventana.

Faucet is Delta in Champagne Bronze with Black Blanco sink.

Laundry Room Layout

Large laundry room with fixed hickory shelving & lacquered cabinets to the ceiling and hanging rod above the washer & dryer.

Washer & Dryer: Samsung Washer & Dryer.

Downstairs Mudroom

Laundry Room and lower level mud room cabinets are also in Pratt & Lambert Ventana 11-25.

Cabinet features built-on-site lacquered lockers with Hickory bench top.

Basement

Basement Size: 1474 Sq. Ft.

Bar

Basement Bar: Custom built-on-site 1⁄4 sawn oak wet bar with granite countertop.

Barstools

Barstools are Sunpan – similar here.

Ceiling Height: 9’ lower level.

Wine Room

Wine Enclosure: Wood & glass walls with glass door leads to the wine room.

Custom designed 1⁄4 sawn oak wine room c/w accent lighting.

Lighting: Arteriors.

Main Floor Mudroom

The main level mudroom features custom built-on-site 1⁄4 sawn oak lockers and shelves for shoe storage. Flooring is an oversized porcelain tile in a herringbone pattern.

Lighting: Visual Comfort.

Backyard

Outside is full of surprises as the interiors are! This large exposed aggregate patio features a wood burning fireplace with natural stone surround.

Stone Sill: Buff Limestone with pitched edges.

Exterior Details

Soffits are stained cedar in Cloverdale Chocolate, one coat.

Windows, fascia, downspouts are all Black.

Windows: Oversized Aluminum Clad windows with Low ‘E’ throughout.

Outdoor furniture is from HomeSense – similar here.

  Builder: Veranda Estate Homes Inc. (Instagram & Facebook).

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Corner Lot New-Construction Home Ideas

  Built and designed by Veranda Estate Homes Inc., this custom home was designed to take advantage of the unique raised corner lot that it sits on. Every side of this home had large scale windows to take advantage of the raised elevation off the street which gives it total privacy and walls of green trees once summer decides to show its face in Calgary. Since the home was a spec home, meaning the builder was building it without specific clients in mind, they were able to push the envelope with the overall plan and interior selections.

While each space is unique and individual, they kept the theme of black, white, and natural color wood elements consistent throughout the home. There are a lot of elements in this home that the designer, Melissa Manzardo Hryszko, gets asked about often. One is the staircase railing, which is a design she came up with for another home about 7 years ago. While it is certainly not cost effective, she felt it was a great investment for the space as it certainly demands attention. The staircase is a combination of custom iron post in a matte black finish, 10 mm glass panels, & a 1/4 sawn oak handrail. It goes perfectly with the black stringers and natural finish hardwood treads.

The other feature people love are the dividers that she incorporated into the informal dining area. This space is viewed right when you walk into the home so she knew they had to somehow make this space special and define it in some way. The industrial feel that these dividers add was the perfect touch to define the space.

The counters are another thing people loved when viewing this home, you can’t help but touch them! They are a leathered Angola Black granite, simple and clean but the leathered finish takes these up a level!

Enjoy the tour, everyone!

  Corner Lot New-Construction Home Ideas

The smooth stucco color is Benjamin Moore Pashmina AF-100.

Exterior trim paint color is Benjamin Moore Seapearl OC-19.

Side Garage

The house features a side entry oversized attached garage with 8’ tall cedar stained garage door.

Home Style: West Coast Contemporary style exterior c/w low pitched roofs, 3’ overhangs, metal roof accents, cedar siding sections, and timber post detailing.

House Size: 3,733 Sq. Ft. custom built 2-storey home.

Front Door

The custom-made 9’ tall front doors are White Oak – stained Back with glass inserts – Similar font doors: here, here & here.

Exterior Stone, Milwaukee Limestone.

Hardwood Flooring

Hardwood flooring is finished on site 3” & 5” alternating boards in 1/4 & rift cut white oak finished with a custom stain and Bona Traffic in a matte finish applied.

Door Hardware: 3’ tall custom pulls with deadbolt – Modern Entry Door Sets: here, here, here, here, here & here.

Paint Color

Trim, Ceilings, Walls throughout is Benjamin Moore White Dove OC-17.

Breakfast Room

The breakfast nook features glass & lacquered dividers.

Patio Doors

8’ tall sliding Terrace doors leading to the patio from the nook.

Main Floor Ceiling Height: 10’

Lighting

The lighting is Visual Comfort (Aged Iron – Extra Large).

Table: Wayfair – Other Beautiful Dining Tables (Many Styles): here, here, here, here, here, here , here & here.

Chairs: Wayfair.

Kitchen

This kitchen feels dramatic, modern and unapologetic. I love the layout and the raised kitchen island.

All of the cabinets throughout are custom and built-on-site in the home. The designer/builder went with a 1/4 Sawn White Oak for all of the back stained cabinetry.

Raised Countertop

Raised marble counter in the kitchen is polished Statuario marble with mitered waterfall detailing.

Dark Stained Cabinetry

All black stained windows & cabinetry is a custom blended black stain and it was shaded to create the depth that you see in the images. Any painted cabinets are created with MDF and paint grade woods.

Range: 48” Wolf gas range – Similar here, here & here.

Beautiful Utensil Crocks: Here, Here, Here, Here, Here, Here & Here.

Kitchen Island Dimension

Kitchen Island Dimension: 9’ wide x 2��� deep + the marble raised section which adds another 18” of depth for this island.

The island features built-in microwave drawer & Bosch dishwasher w/ paneled front.

Kitchen Desk

The kitchen also features a built-in command center wired for computer and phone.

Chair: Wayfair.

Lighting: Visual Comfort – Similar here & here.

Cabinetry Sheen

All cabinets and trim have a low sheen lacquer applied in 20 degrees.

Refrigerator: Paneled 42” Sub Zero refrigerator – Similar here.

Island Faucet & Sink

Island faucet is Delta in Champagne Bronze with Black Blanco kitchen sink.

Backsplash

Backsplash is a Cotswold or Lancaster (goes by both names) 3×6 white tile – similar here.

Counterstools

Kitchen counterstools are Dovetail Messina counter stool. Affordable Counterstool Ideas: here, here, here, here, here, here, here & here.

Kitchen Sink Cabinetry

The kitchen sink wall features built-on-site 1⁄4 Sawn Oak kitchen cabinetry with extensive drawer detailing, pull out trash cans and cabinets to the ceiling.

Perimeter Countertop

Countertop is Leathered Angola Black Granite.

Kitchen Faucet

Kitchen Faucet: Aquabrass Wizard Kitchen Faucet – similar here, here & here.

Kitchen sink is Blanco.

Cabinet Hardware

Kitchen cabinets are all custom pulls from Colonial Hardware – similar here, here, here & here.

The kitchen has “miles” of countertop… isn’t it dreamy?! I’d love to cook in here!

Floating Shelves

The kitchen floating shelves are Hickory – Similar here & here (White Oak).

Lighting: Visual Comfort – Similar here & here.

Kitchen Pantry

A door opens to an extensive pantry with lower cabinets, pull-out baskets and open floating shelves.

Countertop and shelves are stained Hickory.

Butler’s Pantry

This home features a large butler’s pantry with custom 1⁄4 sawn oak cabinets with under counter lighting.

Countertop is Leathered Angola Black Granite.

Backsplash is a Cotswold or Lancaster (goes by both names) 3×6 white tile – similar here.

Faucet is Delta in Champagne Bronze with Black Blanco sink.

Lighting: Visual Comfort (small).

Dining Room

The kitchen opens to a bright dining room painted in Benjamin Moore White Dove OC-17. Double French terrace doors leads to a private courtyard.

Lighting

The modern hand blown glass chandelier can be found here -Similar: here (smaller version), here, here, here, here & here (sale!).

Mirror is Uttermost.

Furniture

Table, chairs and console table are Restoration Hardware.

Create a Beautiful Dining Room:

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Great Room

This bright Great Room features 8’ tall  black sliding patio doors and high vaulted ceiling.

Sofa is Article Cube Sofa – Beautiful Sectional Sofa: Here.

Coffee Tables are Dovetail – Find modern coffee tables here.

Ceiling Height

Vaulted Ceiling Height: 18′ with 23’ vaulted.

Metal side tables are Dovetail – similar here.

Chairs

White wingback chairs are Sunpan.

Black chairs are Stilnovo Sungar Arm Chair. Similar here, here & here (neutral).

Stools are also by Stilnovo.

Brass side table are RH Teen.

Fireplace

Fireplace Details: Clear view single sided 70” gas fireplace with solid marble slab surround and driftwood log set in the interior.

Staircase

The staircase is a combination of custom iron post in a matte black finish, 10 mm glass panels, & a 1/4 sawn square Oak handrail. It goes perfectly with the black stringers and natural finish hardwood treads.

Home Office

The home office carries the same custom 1⁄4 sawn oak cabinetry. Note the floor plug under desk. Handy!

Corner chair is from HomeSense – Other Chairs (different colors & fabrics) here, here, here, here, here, here & here.

Desk & Chair

The dark cabinetry looks great with the black windows and the light hardwood flooring.

Desk is Sunpan.

Desk chair is also by Sunpan.

Sconces

Sconces are Visual Comfort.

Bathroom

This modern farmhouse-style bathroom features 4×16 white subway tile in a horizontal stack pattern on walls and 4×16 black subway tile in a stack pattern on floors.

Faucet is Delta in Champagne Bronze.

Cabinet is Hickory with a custom stain.

Mirror: Custom round mirror – similar here.

Sconces: Visual Comfort.

Toilet: Kohler.

Shower Tile

Shower Tile: 4×16 white subway tile in a horizontal stack pattern & river rock for shower base.

Shower Faucet: Delta in Champagne Bronze.

Bedroom

Bedroom paint color is White Dove by Benjamin Moore.

Lighting: Matteo Lighting C57005RB – similar here (large).

Main Bathroom

The main bathroom features heated 8” x 8” black and white cement tiles and custom vanity.

Cabinet Hardware: Atlas.

Lighting is Visual Comfort.

Mirrors

Rounded Edge Rectangle Mirrors are RH Teen Pierced Metal Dresser Mirror – Others: here, here & here.

Bathroom Faucet

Faucets are Brizo Oden in Matte Black.

Sink is Kohler.

Bathroom Flooring

Black & White Cement Tile: Here – in Grey: here.

Toilet: Kohler.

Lower Level Bathroom

The basement bathroom features heated 8” matte hexagon black tiles and leathered Black Granite countertop.

Wall Tile

Wall tile is 3×12 vertical stacked subway tile on walls in white gloss.

Vanity: 1/4 sawn white oak with a custom milky stain applied.

Faucet: Delta Champagne Bronze.

Sink: Kohler.

Similar Mirror: Here (Walnut).

Toilet: Kohler.

Lighting: Visual Comfort.

Master Bedroom

The master bedroom features a modern chandelier by Stilnovo – similar here.

Bedside tables via RH Teen.

Bed & Windows

Bed & bedding via RH – similar here.

Bench is from Sunpan.

Barn Door Paint Color

The barn door paint color is Benjamin Moore Midnight Dream 2129-10.

Bathroom Flooring: Master Bathroom flooring is heated 4×24 Carrara in a herringbone pattern.

Master Bathroom

The master bathroom is spacious and it features a very inspiring layout.

Vanities

Bathroom also features ‘His’ & ‘Hers’ custom 1⁄4 sawn oak vanities with granite vanity tops.

Sconces: Visual Comfort.

Bath Towel Rings: Delta.

Champagne Finish Faucet

Master Bathroom is Delta in Champagne Bronze.

Under-mount Sink: Kohler.

Freestanding Tub

Free standing soaker tub with floor mount Delta Trinsic tub filler in Champagne Bronze.

Shower Tile

The master bathroom shower features 3×12 Cotswold white tile for walls and ceiling (steam unit), solid Statuario marble bench, Carrara long octagon mosaic for the shower base.

Walk-in Closet

Wallpaper in the master closet is from Cole & Sons – similar here – Other Beautiful Wallpaper Choices: here, here & here.

Closet Details

This oversized walk-in closet has extensive shelving, shoe area, seating bench, full length framed mirror and over 15 built-in drawers.

Laundry Room

What a stunning laundry room! I am loving these warm tab cabinets and the herringbone flooring. Flooring is heated Olympia Regal series in various sizes. Cabinet paint color is Pratt and Lambert Ventana.

Faucet is Delta in Champagne Bronze with Black Blanco sink.

Laundry Room Layout

Large laundry room with fixed hickory shelving & lacquered cabinets to the ceiling and hanging rod above the washer & dryer.

Washer & Dryer: Samsung Washer & Dryer.

Downstairs Mudroom

Laundry Room and lower level mud room cabinets are also in Pratt & Lambert Ventana 11-25.

Cabinet features built-on-site lacquered lockers with Hickory bench top.

Basement

Basement Size: 1474 Sq. Ft.

Bar

Basement Bar: Custom built-on-site 1⁄4 sawn oak wet bar with granite countertop.

Barstools

Barstools are Sunpan – similar here.

Ceiling Height: 9’ lower level.

Wine Room

Wine Enclosure: Wood & glass walls with glass door leads to the wine room.

Custom designed 1⁄4 sawn oak wine room c/w accent lighting.

Lighting: Arteriors.

Main Floor Mudroom

The main level mudroom features custom built-on-site 1⁄4 sawn oak lockers and shelves for shoe storage. Flooring is an oversized porcelain tile in a herringbone pattern.

Lighting: Visual Comfort.

Backyard

Outside is full of surprises as the interiors are! This large exposed aggregate patio features a wood burning fireplace with natural stone surround.

Stone Sill: Buff Limestone with pitched edges.

Exterior Details

Soffits are stained cedar in Cloverdale Chocolate, one coat.

Windows, fascia, downspouts are all Black.

Windows: Oversized Aluminum Clad windows with Low ‘E’ throughout.

Outdoor furniture is from HomeSense – similar here.

  Builder: Veranda Estate Homes Inc. (Instagram & Facebook).

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The Best Affiliate Marketing Website Builder for 2017

There are many motivations to search for a free affiliate web designer. You're either building up another site, or a report on your current site, and you need to know the best stage: one that consolidates convenience with an extraordinary look that your clients will appreciate. Which stage would it be advisable for you to pick? It must be awesome for posting articles rapidly, additionally viable in flaunting your affiliate marketing adverts.

What's more, yes, a portion of the bundles we appear beneath are free - yet in the event that you're willing to pay a bit, you get a colossal sum.

WordPress is as yet the most prevalent site building stage, since it's so adaptable - clients can purchase layouts, or build up their own, which will change how their website looks and can show words, recordings, and pictures in different configurations - for instance like a magazine, a blog, or an internet business web page. The issue with WordPress is that it's so fiddly - you have to feel comfortable around HTML code to make minor changes in the back end; on the off chance that you do, that is fine, however with different interfaces, it's not a necessity.

In case you're searching for a more straightforward affiliate web designer than WordPress, there are extraordinary, simple to utilize, alternatives out there. You can advertise your affiliate programs in any capacity you like - however, in an undeniably swarmed showcase, it's officeholder upon you to advance. Here are some site stages that make it simple to do only that.

Obviously, the vital thing, whatever stage you pick, is that you create great substance important to your clients, endeavor to advance your affiliate programs and invest energy making your page configuration address your clients. In any case, this affiliate site manufacturer programming will enable you to accomplish these objectives.

Wix

An extraordinary place for making free affiliate sites, on the off chance that you don't need anything excessively costly or excessively bulky, is Wix. This site stage has a notoriety for creating quite, useful destinations that send a solid message about the distributer's polished methodology, on a financial plan and with little mastery required in the building procedure. At the end of the day, Wix is ideal for the bustling individual who needs to profit instead of sitting idle.

With its business and online store choices, Wix isn't only for side interest bloggers, to be sure it considers as a real part of its dedicated client's everybody from distributing organizations through to, yes, affiliate advertisers. You will find that with only a couple of sessions of tweaking, you can utilize Wix's recommendations to get a smooth web page online that shows off your affiliate projects to most extreme impact.

The majority of the work as far as foundation pictures and recordings, the inclusion of pictures into articles, and arrangement of publicizing, should be possible with an intuitive, which means you shouldn't need to invest any valuable energy that could somehow or another be spent concocting executioner content and motivating individuals to visit your promoters. As we would see it, Wix is the best web designer for affiliate marketing; the esteem for cash is imminent, similar to the UI for even a beginner.

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Squarespace

"Who or what is Squarespace?" said an analyst on a British daily paper's site as of late. That analyst had obviously not tapped on any of the one ends to the other publicizing on sites in the course of recent years for this site stage. Squarespace promotes itself as the ideal approach to manufacture whatever site you like, and this makes it a decent affiliate marketing web designer. The move up to Squarespace 7 of every 2014 brought a more prominent assortment of formats, and now it is simple for even a site building learner to assemble something noteworthy.

You'll require time to get used to the controls, and exchanging amongst substance and outline modes can be bulky for an affiliate marketing web builder. Likewise, unless you're on an effective PC, the inclusion of pictures can be a procedure that included a couple of recoveries and program revives. Be that as it may, the great focuses exceed the terrible on Squarespace.

The web-based business interface is smooth and will make them offer quick - it's additionally truly simple to get your standard promotions and different symbols up and running with following codes; you don't should be a product engineer to do this, as with the other affiliate web designers we depict here. If you keep the plan straightforward, you don't have to employ a dev to make the page look proficient. Put one of Squarespace's Custom presentation pages up as your front-page, and you can even utilize it to showcase the affiliate arrangement of the week, in an unfathomably attractive way.

Try not to have pictures? Try not to stress. Squarespace has an organization with Getty Images, which means you can purchase the photographs you require a huge number of alternatives. Squarespace, as with the other affiliate web designer programming said here, will bolster a custom space - the distinction being that it likewise gives you a chance to have one for nothing; you can purchase the same number of others as you need.

Cost: $8 - $24 every month relying upon a number of site pages and size of the site. Notwithstanding, in case you're searching for a simple peasy, mechanized affiliate web designer, be careful - Squarespace is less demanding on the eye than WordPress, yet at the same time sets aside the opportunity to race.

Weebly

The most straightforward of the three site stages we've included, Weebly is incredible for individuals who simply don't have sufficient energy to pore over entangled controls, or ponder more than three unique shades of sky-blue for the catch on their point of arrival. It's likewise awesome on the off chance that you need to get a free affiliate site up-and-running in twofold speedy time.

Promoting itself as the least demanding approach to fabricate a site, you'll experience no difficulty discovering something that can get you off the ground and into affiliate marketing inside a day on Weebly. The UI is totally intuitive, and there is a scope of topics relying upon how you wish to show your data. Pick the topic precisely, as it will advise what you can do with your site, and you'll have to pick something that gives your publicists the key space they merit.

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The Day I Went Shoe Shopping at LOVE Bridal Boutique

For me one of the most magical creations on earth was a great pair of shoes. I have always loved shoes, much more than clothes or bags because there’s just something truly special about that feeling of a pair of heels that fit right and look amazing. And I’m sure 90% of women on the planet agree.

Now think about wedding shoes. Where does one buy wedding shoes from if not from a wedding dress shop? Today there are loads of online stores where you can find standard white satin heels or little pumps to go with your bridal attire, but where’s the originality in that? Where’s the magic?

Just think about Disney movies, the Princesses always have matching shoes to go with their dreamy ballgowns. So why are you any different? Imagine if the shoes below were real (I’d have ordered some already) but why are we not aspiring to fairytale standards ladies? They’re not real, sadly, just a good piece of artwork on some fabulous gold D&G heels, but they must have got your imagination flowing a little surely?

Luckily, we don’t have to design our own magical, dreamy wedding shoes because today I went to a designer shoe event at LOVE Bridal Boutique in Altrincham where my mind was blown away by sheer shoe beauty and I found a solution to the boring wedding shoes problem.

Harriet Wilde, or Ruth as the designer introduced herself as, had set up a cave-of-wonders style display of all her best-selling shoes for us to try on and order. I simply did not know where to look. It was just shoe heaven, to coin a common cliche.

What made the display even more breath-taking was the gorgeous interiors of the LOVE Bridal Boutique, having lush fabrics, wood floors and lots of light setting the perfect scene for this incredible afternoon. 

The Boutique is owned and directed by the very lovely Emma Draper, who has won a good handful of trophies at the Wedding Industry Awards due to her warm, friendly service and fantastic range of wedding dresses and accessories for the slightly alternative, chic bride. If this amazing woman can’t find you your perfect dress, no one can.

In addition to receiving a warm welcome into the boutique and a glass of Prosecco with Elderflower, I was also offered some delicate, delicious treats made by Cakes By Yolk, including some marble-effect covered heart biscuits, which are displayed around the boutique for customers to help themselves to. I found the whole idea brilliant.

Long gone are the days of stuffy, snooty bridal stores.

So why was I there? Good question, I’d somehow managed an invite by Emma herself and I was very grateful as I’m not only blogging about weddings I’m also getting married myself and am on the hunt for my own fairytale shoes.

The showstopping Harriet Wilde designs are what I found on Instagram a while back and thought, “how do I get a pair of these?!” Thinking I would never really get to look at some let alone try a load on. Meeting the actual designer and seeing her beautifully intricate work in the flesh was incredible. 

Now that I’ve set the scene, lets look at some of Harriet Wilde’s shoes. There are a few styles that are more understated than her show-stopping designs, such as the Peony, which can have a low or platform heel to suit your preference, and to me look like something you would have worn to a glamourous 1920′s theatre show. They are the two on the right of the image below.

The Harriet Wilde range incorporates some feminine, more muted designs for those of us who want the glamour but not all of the attention, and the range also includes the total show-stopping, jaw-dropping heels that you’ve always dreamed of. Meet Arabella, Bridgette and Joanie (below) - 3 of the most dazzling pairs of shoes Harriet Wilde has to offer, and get this, they can be customised right down to the shade of gold used on the heel.

You can also choose from blush, grey and ivory as the main shoe colour, whether its suede or satin you prefer and you can even customise the colour of the flowers adorned on the heel detailing. Ruth herself explained all of this to me as she was showing me each delicate shoe and I was sucking it all up like a sponge. One day, I said, these will be yours.

The stunning bling on the heels are Swarovski Crystals, too, just to make the shoes even more glamourous than they already are.

Unfortunately for me, I can’t buy my pair of Harriet Wilde heels until I’ve found my dress, as I want to make sure the colours match properly, so I immediately booked an appointment with Emma to come back to the boutique to see if I could change that. 

But for those of you lucky Brides-to-be who’ve already found your dress, you should definitely consider buying your fairytale wedding shoes from somewhere that you can custom design them and wear again for years to come. Visit the Harriet Wilde website to see her full range of styles and read about the latest shoe news.

See the gorgeous wedding dresses at Love Bridal Boutique to get an idea of what you can find along with loads of beautiful accessories and read more about its fun, passionate Director.

Still looking for your dream Cheshire wedding venue? Take a look at Styal Lodge, nestled within Styal Golf course and boasting a beautiful, atmospheric lake, it’s a really unique setting for all types of wedding ceremonies & celebrations.

Happy shoe hunting Ladies!

[dawnjeman]

Corner Lot New-Construction Home Ideas

  Built and designed by Veranda Estate Homes Inc., this custom home was designed to take advantage of the unique raised corner lot that it sits on. Every side of this home had large scale windows to take advantage of the raised elevation off the street which gives it total privacy and walls of green trees once summer decides to show its face in Calgary. Since the home was a spec home, meaning the builder was building it without specific clients in mind, they were able to push the envelope with the overall plan and interior selections.

While each space is unique and individual, they kept the theme of black, white, and natural color wood elements consistent throughout the home. There are a lot of elements in this home that the designer, Melissa Manzardo Hryszko, gets asked about often. One is the staircase railing, which is a design she came up with for another home about 7 years ago. While it is certainly not cost effective, she felt it was a great investment for the space as it certainly demands attention. The staircase is a combination of custom iron post in a matte black finish, 10 mm glass panels, & a 1/4 sawn oak handrail. It goes perfectly with the black stringers and natural finish hardwood treads.

The other feature people love are the dividers that she incorporated into the informal dining area. This space is viewed right when you walk into the home so she knew they had to somehow make this space special and define it in some way. The industrial feel that these dividers add was the perfect touch to define the space.

The counters are another thing people loved when viewing this home, you can’t help but touch them! They are a leathered Angola Black granite, simple and clean but the leathered finish takes these up a level!

Enjoy the tour, everyone!

  Corner Lot New-Construction Home Ideas

The smooth stucco color is Benjamin Moore Pashmina AF-100.

Exterior trim paint color is Benjamin Moore Seapearl OC-19.

Side Garage

The house features a side entry oversized attached garage with 8’ tall cedar stained garage door.

Home Style: West Coast Contemporary style exterior c/w low pitched roofs, 3’ overhangs, metal roof accents, cedar siding sections, and timber post detailing.

House Size: 3,733 Sq. Ft. custom built 2-storey home.

Front Door

The custom-made 9’ tall front doors are White Oak – stained Back with glass inserts – Similar font doors: here, here & here.

Exterior Stone, Milwaukee Limestone.

Hardwood Flooring

Hardwood flooring is finished on site 3” & 5” alternating boards in 1/4 & rift cut white oak finished with a custom stain and Bona Traffic in a matte finish applied.

Door Hardware: 3’ tall custom pulls with deadbolt – Modern Entry Door Sets: here, here, here, here, here & here.

Paint Color

Trim, Ceilings, Walls throughout is Benjamin Moore White Dove OC-17.

Breakfast Room

The breakfast nook features glass & lacquered dividers.

Patio Doors

8’ tall sliding Terrace doors leading to the patio from the nook.

Main Floor Ceiling Height: 10’

Lighting

The lighting is Visual Comfort (Aged Iron – Extra Large).

Table: Wayfair – Other Beautiful Dining Tables (Many Styles): here, here, here, here, here, here , here & here.

Chairs: Wayfair.

Kitchen

This kitchen feels dramatic, modern and unapologetic. I love the layout and the raised kitchen island.

All of the cabinets throughout are custom and built-on-site in the home. The designer/builder went with a 1/4 Sawn White Oak for all of the back stained cabinetry.

Raised Countertop

Raised marble counter in the kitchen is polished Statuario marble with mitered waterfall detailing.

Dark Stained Cabinetry

All black stained windows & cabinetry is a custom blended black stain and it was shaded to create the depth that you see in the images. Any painted cabinets are created with MDF and paint grade woods.

Range: 48” Wolf gas range – Similar here, here & here.

Beautiful Utensil Crocks: Here, Here, Here, Here, Here, Here & Here.

Kitchen Island Dimension

Kitchen Island Dimension: 9’ wide x 2’ deep + the marble raised section which adds another 18” of depth for this island.

The island features built-in microwave drawer & Bosch dishwasher w/ paneled front.

Kitchen Desk

The kitchen also features a built-in command center wired for computer and phone.

Chair: Wayfair.

Lighting: Visual Comfort – Similar here & here.

Cabinetry Sheen

All cabinets and trim have a low sheen lacquer applied in 20 degrees.

Refrigerator: Paneled 42” Sub Zero refrigerator – Similar here.

Island Faucet & Sink

Island faucet is Delta in Champagne Bronze with Black Blanco kitchen sink.

Backsplash

Backsplash is a Cotswold or Lancaster (goes by both names) 3×6 white tile – similar here.

Counterstools

Kitchen counterstools are Dovetail Messina counter stool. Affordable Counterstool Ideas: here, here, here, here, here, here, here & here.

Kitchen Sink Cabinetry

The kitchen sink wall features built-on-site 1⁄4 Sawn Oak kitchen cabinetry with extensive drawer detailing, pull out trash cans and cabinets to the ceiling.

Perimeter Countertop

Countertop is Leathered Angola Black Granite.

Kitchen Faucet

Kitchen Faucet: Aquabrass Wizard Kitchen Faucet – similar here, here & here.

Kitchen sink is Blanco.

Cabinet Hardware

Kitchen cabinets are all custom pulls from Colonial Hardware – similar here, here, here & here.

The kitchen has “miles” of countertop… isn’t it dreamy?! I’d love to cook in here!

Floating Shelves

The kitchen floating shelves are Hickory – Similar here & here (White Oak).

Lighting: Visual Comfort – Similar here & here.

Kitchen Pantry

A door opens to an extensive pantry with lower cabinets, pull-out baskets and open floating shelves.

Countertop and shelves are stained Hickory.

Butler’s Pantry

This home features a large butler’s pantry with custom 1⁄4 sawn oak cabinets with under counter lighting.

Countertop is Leathered Angola Black Granite.

Backsplash is a Cotswold or Lancaster (goes by both names) 3×6 white tile – similar here.

Faucet is Delta in Champagne Bronze with Black Blanco sink.

Lighting: Visual Comfort (small).

Dining Room

The kitchen opens to a bright dining room painted in Benjamin Moore White Dove OC-17. Double French terrace doors leads to a private courtyard.

Lighting

The modern hand blown glass chandelier can be found here -Similar: here (smaller version), here, here, here, here & here (sale!).

Mirror is Uttermost.

Furniture

Table, chairs and console table are Restoration Hardware.

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Great Room

This bright Great Room features 8’ tall  black sliding patio doors and high vaulted ceiling.

Sofa is Article Cube Sofa – Beautiful Sectional Sofa: Here.

Coffee Tables are Dovetail – Find modern coffee tables here.

Ceiling Height

Vaulted Ceiling Height: 18′ with 23’ vaulted.

Metal side tables are Dovetail – similar here.

Chairs

White wingback chairs are Sunpan.

Black chairs are Stilnovo Sungar Arm Chair. Similar here, here & here (neutral).

Stools are also by Stilnovo.

Brass side table are RH Teen.

Fireplace

Fireplace Details: Clear view single sided 70” gas fireplace with solid marble slab surround and driftwood log set in the interior.

Staircase

The staircase is a combination of custom iron post in a matte black finish, 10 mm glass panels, & a 1/4 sawn square Oak handrail. It goes perfectly with the black stringers and natural finish hardwood treads.

Home Office

The home office carries the same custom 1⁄4 sawn oak cabinetry. Note the floor plug under desk. Handy!

Corner chair is from HomeSense – Other Chairs (different colors & fabrics) here, here, here, here, here, here & here.

Desk & Chair

The dark cabinetry looks great with the black windows and the light hardwood flooring.

Desk is Sunpan.

Desk chair is also by Sunpan.

Sconces

Sconces are Visual Comfort.

Bathroom

This modern farmhouse-style bathroom features 4×16 white subway tile in a horizontal stack pattern on walls and 4×16 black subway tile in a stack pattern on floors.

Faucet is Delta in Champagne Bronze.

Cabinet is Hickory with a custom stain.

Mirror: Custom round mirror – similar here.

Sconces: Visual Comfort.

Toilet: Kohler.

Shower Tile

Shower Tile: 4×16 white subway tile in a horizontal stack pattern & river rock for shower base.

Shower Faucet: Delta in Champagne Bronze.

Bedroom

Bedroom paint color is White Dove by Benjamin Moore.

Lighting: Matteo Lighting C57005RB – similar here (large).

Main Bathroom

The main bathroom features heated 8” x 8” black and white cement tiles and custom vanity.

Cabinet Hardware: Atlas.

Lighting is Visual Comfort.

Mirrors

Rounded Edge Rectangle Mirrors are RH Teen Pierced Metal Dresser Mirror – Others: here, here & here.

Bathroom Faucet

Faucets are Brizo Oden in Matte Black.

Sink is Kohler.

Bathroom Flooring

Black & White Cement Tile: Here – in Grey: here.

Toilet: Kohler.

Lower Level Bathroom

The basement bathroom features heated 8” matte hexagon black tiles and leathered Black Granite countertop.

Wall Tile

Wall tile is 3×12 vertical stacked subway tile on walls in white gloss.

Vanity: 1/4 sawn white oak with a custom milky stain applied.

Faucet: Delta Champagne Bronze.

Sink: Kohler.

Similar Mirror: Here (Walnut).

Toilet: Kohler.

Lighting: Visual Comfort.

Master Bedroom

The master bedroom features a modern chandelier by Stilnovo – similar here.

Bedside tables via RH Teen.

Bed & Windows

Bed & bedding via RH – similar here.

Bench is from Sunpan.

Barn Door Paint Color

The barn door paint color is Benjamin Moore Midnight Dream 2129-10.

Bathroom Flooring: Master Bathroom flooring is heated 4×24 Carrara in a herringbone pattern.

Master Bathroom

The master bathroom is spacious and it features a very inspiring layout.

Vanities

Bathroom also features ‘His’ & ‘Hers’ custom 1⁄4 sawn oak vanities with granite vanity tops.

Sconces: Visual Comfort.

Bath Towel Rings: Delta.

Champagne Finish Faucet

Master Bathroom is Delta in Champagne Bronze.

Under-mount Sink: Kohler.

Freestanding Tub

Free standing soaker tub with floor mount Delta Trinsic tub filler in Champagne Bronze.

Shower Tile

The master bathroom shower features 3×12 Cotswold white tile for walls and ceiling (steam unit), solid Statuario marble bench, Carrara long octagon mosaic for the shower base.

Walk-in Closet

Wallpaper in the master closet is from Cole & Sons – similar here – Other Beautiful Wallpaper Choices: here, here & here.

Closet Details

This oversized walk-in closet has extensive shelving, shoe area, seating bench, full length framed mirror and over 15 built-in drawers.

Laundry Room

What a stunning laundry room! I am loving these warm tab cabinets and the herringbone flooring. Flooring is heated Olympia Regal series in various sizes. Cabinet paint color is Pratt and Lambert Ventana.

Faucet is Delta in Champagne Bronze with Black Blanco sink.

Laundry Room Layout

Large laundry room with fixed hickory shelving & lacquered cabinets to the ceiling and hanging rod above the washer & dryer.

Washer & Dryer: Samsung Washer & Dryer.

Downstairs Mudroom

Laundry Room and lower level mud room cabinets are also in Pratt & Lambert Ventana 11-25.

Cabinet features built-on-site lacquered lockers with Hickory bench top.

Basement

Basement Size: 1474 Sq. Ft.

Bar

Basement Bar: Custom built-on-site 1⁄4 sawn oak wet bar with granite countertop.

Barstools

Barstools are Sunpan – similar here.

Ceiling Height: 9’ lower level.

Wine Room

Wine Enclosure: Wood & glass walls with glass door leads to the wine room.

Custom designed 1⁄4 sawn oak wine room c/w accent lighting.

Lighting: Arteriors.

Main Floor Mudroom

The main level mudroom features custom built-on-site 1⁄4 sawn oak lockers and shelves for shoe storage. Flooring is an oversized porcelain tile in a herringbone pattern.

Lighting: Visual Comfort.

Backyard

Outside is full of surprises as the interiors are! This large exposed aggregate patio features a wood burning fireplace with natural stone surround.

Stone Sill: Buff Limestone with pitched edges.

Exterior Details

Soffits are stained cedar in Cloverdale Chocolate, one coat.

Windows, fascia, downspouts are all Black.

Windows: Oversized Aluminum Clad windows with Low ‘E’ throughout.

Outdoor furniture is from HomeSense – similar here.

Builder: Veranda Estate Homes Inc. (Instagram & Facebook).

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