#dream internally: from the kitchen to the dining room to the-

[zarnzarn]

okay but the absolutely different type of hit that literature professor hob × prince of stories dream has.

can you IMAGINE. the impact that hob settling into one of his happiest careers spreading stories has on this entity. dream just white knuckling the table when he finds out and every time they meet after. palm over his mouth incandescent w lust every time hob talks about poetry. eye twitching and legs crossed when he fondly starts going on in different languages about different classics. he is the chattiest he's ever been, which makes hob perk up and chat back more, so far out from the printing press, and dream is just DYING over here.

[felixandresims]

KICHEN 2Point0 :)

It’s been well over a year since the last Harlix collaboration, but we are happy to finally be able to announce the KICHEN 2Point0! It all started way back in 2019 with the original KICHEN, so we decided we wanted to bring it back full circle and finally focus back on our much-loved room of the home. A lot has changed over the past 4.5 years, not only in our own personal work but the multitude of custom content creators that also now create kitchens for your Sims. In 2019, there were slim pickings for your homes. Now, there is such a vibrant array of content to choose from, and it really is an excellent thing for all.

In the years that followed, we have really focused on improving our technical skills and artistry, which we hope you can see with this latest set. The stand-out item for us both in the original KICHEN was the wishbone chair. We have personally both tried to find another dining chair that tops it and failed miserably! It is just the perfect chair for use in so many different settings, whether it be modern or even a rustic setting; it’s just so versatile. It deserved an update to our latest techniques and colours & it’s the only item from the original KICHEN set that has been reworked for this newest iteration. Also, back in 2019 we were a little too scared to use our internal name for that item, but in 2024 we are happy to share the appropriately named WISHBONER chair with you 😆

The KICHEN 2Point0 is also designed to fit perfectly into our current Klean & Soho sets to fulfill the kitchen part. For some reason, we always seem to be in sync with our set themes, and no more so than with Klean & Soho. The overlap was very scary tbh, with many Pinterest pins selected independently but shared in common, so we decided to do this 2 part collaboration to create a kitchen to fit both of our current sets, with the hope of creating a much more in-depth set which includes all elements required to make your dream kitchen. This first part focuses on the foundations of that dream kitchen.

All items are Base Game compatible and can be found by searching the b/b catalogue using the keyword 2Point0. As the items are designed for both of our current sets, they will also appear when you search using the keywords KLEAN or SOHO.

Set Items include:

- Counter (raised with legs) - Counter (standard) - Island (raised with legs) - Island trolley (3 pieces) - Cabinets (short) - Cabinets (tall) - Appliance Cabinet - Fridge Nooks (high & low) - Built-in Sink (wide & standard) - Dining Table (1, 2 & 3 tile) - Wishboner Dining Chair - Shelving (multiple height endings, middle & standard end pieces) - Hanging Feature Pendant Lights (multiple variants)

Now on Patreon Early Access

Public release on the 7th of May

The collaboration will continue next month and focus on appliances and clutter for your kitchens.

[steviewashere]

Dream Come True

Rating: General CW: Minor internalized ableism on Steve's end Tags: Established Relationship, Married Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson, Future Fic, Adopting a Child, Parenthood, Steve Harrington is a Sweetheart, Eddie Munson is a Sweetheart, Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Let Them Live a Quiet Life God Damn It, Mild Hurt/Comfort

For the @steddielovemonth prompt: "Love is about healing each other's wounds."

💕—————💕

They haven’t discussed children since the second month they were together. Was that probably a little too early in their relationship? Probably—Eddie will be brave enough to admit that right now. But, considering where they’re at now: Steve is forty-seven and Eddie’s forty-eight, their wedding bands are simple and gold (something easily spotted amongst the silver ones that Eddie still wears), the house they took a loan out for is painted yellow with white shutters installed (well, they paid Dustin and Will to do it. They were happy to help), they live in Massachusetts away from public eye, and though they don’t have a dog—not yet, the service dog process has been a long and weary one on Steve’s end—they have their little brown tabby cat. They’ve got a well furnished home. And years of love between them.

Nearly twenty-eight years in total. Nineteen years wedded. Six years of that are legally recognized. But that doesn’t matter. What matters is they stopped talking about the prospect of having kids.

Eddie’s initial answer at the beginning was, “Maybe. I think it would be neat. But, I’m gay, Steve. That isn’t really a possibility.” He chuckled a little bit. “I meant like adopting, but in a technical sense—Considering what’s in my pants, the possibility is still out the window.”

Steve’s was changed from what he told Nancy in that Winnebago. “I still want children. Or, just one. I want a quiet life. Even if you make it as some big rock star, I want a quiet private life.”

It was doable. What Steve had whispered on Eddie’s shoulder, that was doable. The question for years though was, When does he want that? And also, When will he leave to pursue that?

The answer was clear. Steve was never going to pursue that. That, sure, they’d have the quiet life. But never have children. And Eddie saw him wilt a little further and further. When they passed by the playground at the park. The daycare up the street from their home. After the seizure diagnosis, Steve stopped looking and thinking about it all together. It hurt Eddie’s heart.

He may have got the quiet life. And Eddie may have lived out his simple dream. He’d been a rockstar for a little bit in the late nineties and early two-thousands, retiring before they got married. But…Steve hasn’t lived his dream. Eddie hates that he thinks it’s being held back from him. Eddie’s determined to heal that hurt inside him.

——— Steve comes home from his Wednesday teaching shift around four in the evening. Eddie’s already on the couch, combing Poncho’s fur, watching the local news. He’s got a very important print out laid neatly on the coffee table. He hears Steve set down his briefcase on the dining table, his footsteps retreating to their kitchen to rinse out his thermos, coming back to the front door and placing his loafers on the shoe rack, and he hangs up his coat. Then, he enters the living room, hands scrambling to undo his tie, body leaning over the arm of the couch to press a kiss against Eddie’s mouth.

But then he pulls away, turning his whole body to watch the news. And that’s when he spots it. The flyer. He shuffles over on his mismatched socked feet, hands falling away from the collar of his dress shirt. He swipes up the paper. Behind his glasses, he squints.

It’s advertisement for the adoption agency some forty minutes out. Eddie hopes, by everything, that this will heal the pain in his own chest, and the emotional line of thinking in Steve’s brain. Hopes with everything that his body can physically give.

“What’s this about?” Steve asks. His voice is neutral. Almost…dare Eddie say, steely. Okay, maybe he made the wrong move. “We haven’t even—“

“I know,” Eddie immediately says. “I know we haven’t talked about it. But, sweetheart, just listen to me, alright?” At Steve’s confused and hesitant nod, Eddie tries to arrange his words. “This is something you’ve been wanting since forever ago. And I know that I haven’t really voiced my wants on it. But I also thought that it would never happen.

“That it would never be something people like me—“ He raises his eyebrows and points to the keyring attached to Steve’s belt loop. The short rainbow garland that sits discreetly among his keys. “—Would ever get the chance to do. But I—Steve, god, I want it so bad. I want to be able to be a dad and chase around a kiddo of our own while you’re busy at work. I want to see one off for school for their first day and cry like I’ll never see them again. Wanna make them a lunch they can bring to school, the same time that I make your lunch for your school. I want to watch them grow up with your goofy dancing skills and our combined love for music. And I—I want to be a better parent that I could’ve ever imagined.

“I want it with you,” Eddie breathes. “I want all of that with you. And I know that you still want it. Your forlorn looks at couples with babies. Every time you see Lucas and Max and their spitfire teenager, your eyes get this brightness to them that I—I have to be honest, I don’t think I’ve seen you happy like that since we got married.” He swallows at some of the implications there. And it’s not meant to be accusatory, but gosh does Eddie notice. The way his sunflower wilts. “This is just something for you to think about, okay? I know my decision on it. But think about it.”

Steve’s grip on the paper trembles. And his eyes are searing Eddie in a way that melts him. Blazing with adoration and love. “You want that?” He shakily asks. “You want to raise a kid with me?”

Eddie nods. “Yeah, baby. I really, really, really do.”

“Even though…Even though I have seizures that could scare them shitless? And I get so angry some days that all I can do is hide in our bedroom and cry? And I—You want that with somebody like me?” He hesitates to ask again. Eddie doesn’t answer, but his arms open in comfort and his eyes soften with earnest. Steve doesn’t move from his spot, though. He looks back at the paper. “What’s the—Our first step?”

“We apply. And they determine if we’re worthy and that it’ll be safe,” Eddie answers. “If they see us fit, they’ll look at our house and things like that. We’ll come back to that later on. If that’s something you still want.”

“Okay,” Steve states with fervor. “Let’s do this.”

——— After a tedious process, Eddie realizes how correct he was.

It’s a Saturday. The curtains are open. Dinner is simmering on the stovetop. And Eddie stirs the soup while he listens in on Steve’s activity in the living room.

“There you go, sweetheart,” Steve is cooing. “Good job, Carmen. Look at you.” He’s been supervising her tummy time everyday he’s able to. Loves being able to lay on his back on the floor, eyes watching their daughter, his fingers combing through her hair as she uses her wide brown eyes to wonder about the world around her.

Eddie bites back a smile.

“That’s Poncho,” Steve is saying. He’s introducing them like they’re all acquaintances around a water cooler. Eddie, maybe, snickers a little bit behind his hand. “He’s gonna be your buddy. He likes the space between his shoulder blades scratched. Just like you, huh?” And hears the moment that Steve dully traces his fingernails on Carmen’s back. She gurgles a little excited babbling. “That feels good, doesn’t it?” Steve murmurs. “Daddy likes that, too.” He’s talking about himself. Because he practically fought tooth and nail for that title. Eddie wouldn’t have it any other way.

From the kitchen archway, Eddie surveys the display on the living room floor. And Steve’s on his back in his pajamas. Glasses smooshed awkwardly up his face as his cheek is pressed against the carpet, eyes gone soft and glistening while Carmen is on her belly. Her hands are sprawled in front of her, squeezing at the soft toys they had gotten. He’s brushing his fingers through her short, curly wisps of brown hair. Then, his hand travels back down to massage and scratch at her back again. She’s wearing a pink striped onesie and a pair of white socks on her little feet.

He clears his throat to make himself known. Steve looks up at him, softly smiling. “I reckon things are going good in here?” Steve only nods, too enamored with petting at Carmen’s back. Eddie finally smiles at him. “Good,” he whispers. He leans his weight on the doorway. A dish rag thrown over his shoulder, arms crossed low over his belly, hair thrown up in a loose bun on his head. Domestic life has really begun to suit him, if he’s honest. He finds himself at ease about it now.

As he turns back to the kitchen, to serve up their bowls of soup, Steve calls his name. He immediately turns back around. Greeted with his husband’s soft face, his deepened smile lines, his messy hair spread on the carpet. He’s more youthful than ever, fatherhood has changed him for the better, at least Eddie thinks so. He hums to see what Steve needs, because by god, he’ll do anything for him.

“Thank you,” Steve whispers.

“For what?”

“Making my hurt go away,” Steve says. But Eddie’s eyebrows furrow in confusion. And Steve clarifies, “Allowing me to accomplish my final dream. I’m really happy that it’s with you.”

Eddie crosses into the living room, crouching down to kiss Steve’s forehead, pecking Carmen’s soft head, too. He combs his own fingers through Steve’s hair. Smiling at the way he keens. “You made me believe that I could be a good dad,” he admits. “I can’t wait to do this right.”

Steve brings a hand to Eddie’s cheek. His index finger softly tracing down the side of his face. “Love you,” he murmurs.

Turning his face, Eddie kisses the tip of Steve’s finger. “Love you, too,” Eddie easily says in return.

Sure, he got to be a rockstar, but he thinks that this life—Steve soft and middle aged and smiling at him, petting down their daughter’s back, cooing soft as if he’s not almost fifty—is much better than anything he could’ve ever dreamed. Maybe filling the hole in Steve’s soul, the remedy that their daughter brings—Maybe that heals something for Eddie, too.

💕—————💕

[trickbxbes]

𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥 𝐄𝐲𝐞𝐬

[𝗦𝘁𝗮𝗻𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗣𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀 𝗫 𝗗𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗻! 𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿]

Summary: After some time working with Stanford, you decide to assist him on a quest to find a creature.

Warnings: Reader is a dream demon possessing a body, it’s complicated, violence,

Word Count: 3.6k

Book:

31 Years Ago

          “Behind you!”

“Gotcha!”

A much younger Stanford slid behind a woman in his kitchen. The woman was no other than you, in the vessel you had possessed for the longest time. You stood in front of the stove, cooking some bacon for the two of you. The delicious aroma filled the room, creating a wonderful atmosphere. 

“How’s the bacon coming, Angel Eyes?”

His nickname for you, it always made your heart skip a beat. You still weren’t used to it. You didn’t know why he insisted on calling you that. He knew your real name. But nevertheless, it made you warm. “Still calling me that, huh?” You comment lightly. Ford wraps up some butter and closes the fridge. His smile never left his face. 

“Yeah, do you… want me to call you by your real name instead? If that’s what you’re more comfortable with—“

“N-no! It’s… it’s okay.” 

You smile sheepishly back at the male. Your shimmering eyes gazing into his brown orbs. But thanks to you being caught off guard, you don’t notice the bacon grease beginning to bubble higher. With a hiss, a bubble in the grease pops and lands right on your hand. 

“Ah—! Dang it…!” You retract your hand, holding it with pain. Ford quickly rushed over and turned off the stove, he sets the pan onto a different, more cool burner. Taking his hand lightly into your own, he leads you to the sink so you can wash off your wound. 

“Are you okay?” He asks tenderly, his touch gentle. You nod, not noticing the way he held your hand, not processing how comfortable his skin felt against yours. “Yeah… man, you mortals have it rough with such fragile skin…” 

Your reply makes Ford laugh, his eyes closing as he grins. You find yourself staring, thinking of how nice of a laugh he has. Ford reopens his eyes and neither of you seem to move from your spot. Your hand resting atop his under the running water. 

Ford’s the first to pull away and end the moment. He clears his throat subtly. “Are you still okay to search for the ‘Quickster’ today? I can get a first aid kit—“ 

“I’m okay, Stanford.”

Your reassurance eased the male’s nerves ever so slightly. The mark on your hand was a simple red bump, nothing too bad. Ford adjusts his glasses and approaches the dining table once more. “Great! Then I’ll wrap up breakfast and we can go!” 

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       Now out in the forest, you and Stanford were creeping low. It was the beginning of Autumn. The leaves in the trees already turning a beautiful shade of amber and reddish browns. With every breeze of the wind, some more leaves would gently fall to the ground. The scent of pine was most prominent. Mother Nature really was a wonderful thing, and you’d tell her that. 

The two of you step out of Ford’s vehicle. Sadly, teleportation was not in the cards for you while in a human form. The doors open and close with a creak and a click. 

“Alright, this is where I last saw it when I looked through it’s eyes.” 

You inform your ally. Your power was useful when it could be used while in a vessel as well. Being able to see through anything’s eyes. The two of you were here on a hunt, for a beast Ford named, ‘The Quickster.’ Ford takes out his second journal, skimming the page. 

“This dang thing is always gone before I can get a good sketch of it. If we can sneak up on it, maybe I can finally study it.” He explains to the audience what exactly his intentions were on this expedition. Both of you crept forward, trying to find this creature before it could move on. 

“You know, Angel Eyes. I’m surprised you never thought of making an entire catalogue dedicated to the creatures of this town. There’s just so many!”

Ford whispers, making sure not to step on any of the dead leaves. “You make a good point… I guess I never thought about that.” This kind of thing was completely new to you. Having hobbies, was completely new to you. You usually just did as your told and moved on. If they wanted to sell a piece of their soul to get what they wanted from you, it wasn’t your business. But you were enjoying your time with the male, more than you ever did with another boss. 

“There…! Footprints!” 

Ford whispered and bent down by the print in the ground. It was a paw of sorts, only having three toes though instead of a usual four. The brunette man began to sketch the image into his journal in a smaller part of the page. You rub the back of your neck, watching. “Now we just have to find the actual creature…” You trail off. Ford finishes up his sketch and looks back to you, but pauses. He seemed somewhat entranced by something behind you. 

Following his gaze, you see some butterflies flapping their wings over. They weren’t normal insects however, these ones glowed, leaving a sense of shimmering with each flap. 

“Woah…” You lift your hand to gently hold one in the palm of your hand. Ford grins ear to ear as he flips to the next page in his book and started to draw the critters. “Stay still!” He calls, not taking his eyes off the paper unless it was to look at the butterfly once more. His concentration kept him so caught up, that he didn’t notice until it was too late. A glowing butterfly landed on his nose. 

Light giggles escape your lips, not wanting to scare off the butterflies. Ford’s two pupils reach the center of his eyes to observe the creature. 

“Very… bright…” He smiles a bit goofily. Undoubtedly studying the creatures in front of him. He had to, for anything he ran into out in these woods. It was in his mind as a scientist. “We’re a mile from Lake Ambertree, right? These butterflies must reside only in this area.” He starts to create his own theory in his brain. You lift your hand slowly, allowing the butterflies to flutter around and or land on your body. Two of them do to your right arm. “Yeah… maybe they have a nest nearby. Do you think they follow migratory patterns like monarch butterflies? That’s why you’ve never seen them here before?” 

The butterfly by Ford flies off his nose, granting the male a view to a rather majestic sight. You, the sun shining behind you, with butterflies gently flapping their wings slowly on your body. Your gaze was focused on the insects, making your form look like some sort of art piece. 

“Stanford?”

Your sweet voice snaps him from his thoughts. He didn’t realize he was staring. “Oh! Sorry, that’s a good theory. I’ll have to investigate that further on a different day, maybe bring Fiddleford along.” He clicks his pen, pushing his glasses further on his face. His cheeks warm. You spot the blush apparent on his face and blush lightly yourself, chuckling. 

Ford gets you both back on task as the butterflies begin to move on. “Now then. As wonderful as those creatures are, we’re here to find The Quickster.” He closes his book and sets it back in his large coat pocket. “Angel Eyes, can you look through it’s eyes again?” He asked of his adored lab assistant. You nod calmly, feeling relaxed from that experience. “Yeah, let me just…” You do so, and go rigidly still. Your face paled as you froze where you stood. Ford takes notice of your mood change. 

“What’s wrong—“

And then when he felt hot air briefly touch his back. A breath. Ford felt all his hairs stand on end as he slowly turned around to face the magnificent beast. Within the air, above his head, teeth began to slowly reveal themselves. It was a mouth, drooling and red on the inside. Only, it opened as if the monster was sideways. It’s mouth was vertically opening on it’s face, splitting it in two most likely from the size of it. Ford’s pupils shake, as he comes to a terrifying conclusion.

“It’s invisible!”

“Stanford- LOOK OUT!” 

Your concerned shout triggers Ford to quickly jump aside, dodging the beast’s attempt to bite into his flesh. After it misses, the mouth closes and the beast once again disappears. 

You and Ford regroup back to back, looking around it. “So… it’s a carnivore. Those teeth tell me all I need to know…” The ladder can help but make that distinction. He takes out his laser gun, holding it out in a ready position. “Can you stun it?” You ask, a bit nervous in all honesty. “I can’t shoot what I can’t see!” Ford replied, just as anxious as you. 

Suddenly, Ford is struck to a tree with a ‘twack.’ You gasp, raising your hand in his direction, panicked. “Stanford!” But you’re not given much time to tend to the dazed male, when you feel the beast grab you in it’s mouth. The teeth around you were sharp, but not digging in enough to wound you. Either way, it was terrifying. “Let me go!” Your pleads do nothing as the beast starts running away with you in it’s mouth, it’s drool pouring all over you. 

Ford groaned, holding his shoulder as he regained his senses. But once he hears you call his name, he snaps back to reality. 

“Ford!” Your figure was disappearing by the second. Ford extends his hand out to you. 

“(Y,N)!” 

His screams do nothing, and he knew he had to act fast. Scrambling to his feet, he makes chase after you, making sure to follow the footprints he so diligently took note of. 

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         Ford was barely able to catch his breath. He managed to follow the tracks and reach a large cave. The man had no idea what lurked inside the darkness. He took out of his pockets the only four things he had on him. His journal, a flashlight, a small knife, and his laser gun. It wasn’t a lot, and he didn’t know how many of creatures were hiding in there. But he had to try. He didn’t know how much time you had. 

“I’m coming, (Y,n).” 

With that, he enters the dark cave with stealthy steps. 

Meanwhile, you found yourself hiding behind some rocks. The cave was dark, the only light being from a faint glow of a strange algae in the walls. The creatures didn’t even need to be invisible. 

But while you were down there, you got a glimpse of the creature’s true forms. Their skin looked smooth, as if made from stone almost, or comparable to a baby’s skin. They were gray, with four legs and no tail. 

The beast had three children, who were on the hunt searching for you. The mother sat in the center of their den, waiting patiently. You were being used as a hunting lesson. You didn’t dare mutter a word, afraid you were going to be caught. 

Peeping your head over the rock, you see your chance to sneak over to a different hiding spot. You were steadily getting closer and closer to the exit. You’re not caught thankfully. One of the cubs playfully pawed at a stone instead. Although they weren’t as big as their mother, they were about as big as an average grizzly bear. 

Keeping your eyes on the creatures sniffing around, you start to slowly step backward. 

You feel your back bump into something, making you about to scream. But a hand covers your mouth immediately, silencing you. When you look to see who it was, you were barely able to notice through the darkness, that it was Ford. You sigh with relief and look back at him, knowing what the plan must be. “Oh, thank goodness you found me.” You whisper to him. “Are you alright? Are you harmed?” Ford asks quietly as to not attract attention. You shake your head, brushing off some dried off drool. 

Ford validates your thoughts, pointing to the cave exit, the way he came in. There was only one way in and one way out. “Good, let’s keep it that way.” 

The two of you attempt to tiptoe out, but then, Ford steps on some gravel. The tiny rocks crush under his feet, and the sound echoes in the cave. You’re frozen for a moment, alongside Ford, hoping, praying. But then one of the smaller beasts turns the corner. When its eyes landed on you both, its face split apart to let out a roar. 

“Run!”

Ford fires off a blast from his gun that makes the pup cry out in pain, scampering back. You and him run together, and hear the mother’s enraged roar. Ford turns his head and sees the beast pouncing, about to land on either one of you. The male didn’t have time to think of a carefully calculated plan. He only had one concern in mind. You.

“Look out!” With a mighty shove, Ford pushes you out of harm’s way, leaving himself to the monster. 

It crashes atop Ford, the male below making an ‘ack!’ sound. The sudden attack made the male drop his gun. The object slid away from him a few feet, too far for the male to grab. You whip your head over and gasp. 

“STANFORD!”

Extreme amounts of anxiety bubbled up in your chest as you tried thinking of some sort of plan. The monster had its claws on Ford’s chest, holding him down. The gun was on the other side of the man. You’d have to book it now in order to grab it before the monster kills Ford. You absolutely hated how useless you felt. All you could do was make a run for the only other weapon around. 

The monster then digs it’s nails into Ford’s chest, making the man let out an agonized scream. His blood curdling hollering echoed throughout the cave and bounced back, making the sound louder than ever. Ford acts fast, taking out his small knife and stabbing into the creature’s leg. It roars in his face, experiencing a fraction of the pain it inflicted on the human. 

When suddenly, everything goes white. The once dark cave was now illuminated by an invisible light. Every creature other than Ford lost all color. This was the plain in existence that comes forth whenever one makes a deal with a demon. The same backdrop that appeared when Gideon made a deal with Bill. Time was slowed entirely. 

“What the…” Ford looks to his right and sees your body dropped to the ground, unconscious. Instead, your diamond form floated forward. Your eyes were black. You were mad. The same darkness in your form that Bill had. 

You ominously and silently float forward.

“Burn.”

Red flames appear on the beast’s body, lifting it up off of Ford, and then slamming it into the ground a few feet away. The flames began to completely swallow the creature. Its eyes dart around, but it’s unable to move. Then, the flames slowly turn blue. The same blue that Bill had. The monster began to whimper out in pain, feeling the flames. But it was still unable to move. 

Ford watched, his eyes widen with shock and wonder. He just saw your back facing him, as you faced blue flames. You were silent, just eerily floating there. 

“(Y,n).”

His voice muttered. It was hesitant, but insistent. You shift your diamond body back to look at him, and see his gaze shift from you to the monster’s cubs. You realize what he’s trying to say. Although it did so much damage, it was still a creature trying to care for its children. 

Through Ford’s point of view, his eyes fluttered, the pain making him on the verge of passing out. The darkness in your eyes fade, and you reach out to him just as he falls unconscious. Everything went black. 

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       When Ford awoke, he felt droplets of water on his cheeks. At first, he thought it was rain. But then he heard sniffling. His eyes weren’t open yet, he was relying on his other senses. The pain of his injuries were still very much prominent. But he was laying on something semi soft. Not soft enough to be a bed, but warm like one. Then, he realized. He was in someone's arms.

“Please… please wake up…!”

It was your voice. 

“I’m not strong enough to carry you back to the car…!” His eyes began to slowly open. He was outside, definitely. The smell of pine returning to his nose. The sun was beginning to set. It cast a warm glow of orange against the autumn leaves and trees. 

You must’ve dragged him out of the cave, but that’s all you could make it to. 

“No one’s ever been so nice to me before… please wake up…! I-I never got to tell you… I can’t lose you…!”

Your tearful and heartfelt confession kept you from realizing Ford was waking up. He felt his own heart skip a beat. Is it possible you felt the same way he did? He didn’t know what to say, or think. All he could do was mutter,

“You won’t.” 

A soft gasp escapes your lips. You look down and see Ford staring up at you in disbelief. A heated blush spread across your cheeks. There’s an uneven silence between you two. Until Ford lifts his hand shakily and cups your face in his palm. You lean against his touch, not breaking eye contact. The way your eyes shimmered in the sunlight, it made you gradually look prettier in the animation. As if you were prettier in Ford’s eyes. 

“Angel Eyes…”

His thumb gently caressed your cheek. Your heart tugged down toward the man. Your head tilting downward a bit as you continue to cradle him. “Are you okay…?” You ask, smiling with relief. Ford blinks slowly, he felt like he was dreaming. The pain in his chest didn’t compare to a different sensation inside it. 

“I’m okay...” 

Ford’s eyes dart to your lips and back to your eyes. A silent signal. It were as if some invisible force was pushing your heads together. And no, it wasn’t the monster. And soon enough, both your and his lips press together. The two of you close your eyes, and deepen the kiss. His hand never left your face, holding it tenderly. 

It should’ve scared him, what you are. A demon using a meat puppet to walk and talk in this mortal plain. But it didn’t. He embraced it. He welcomed the weirdness. He just wanted you. 

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        Back in the house, Ford was shirtless, his chest and stomach wrapped in white wraps. He sat on the couch, where a first aid kit laid on the side. On the coffee table, was an open sewing kit. The way it wasn’t neat implied it was used recently. Ford was, of course, finishing his research page in his journal on the beast. He smiles and taps his pen against his chin. 

“How does ‘The Invisabeast’ sound?”

He asked, proud of his punny title. You re-enter the frame, holding two mugs of warm tea. A small string sticked out each mug from the tea bag. You set one down on a cup holder next to the sewing kit and sit on the couch. “I think that sounds pretty good. Now, cmon, take a break and drink this. It’s supposed to help your body heal.” You bring the mug up to his lips. But Ford wasn’t done talking. 

“Although it isn’t technically invisible, but using camouflage with its changing skin—“

“Ford.”

“I wonder what type of microbiological input was added, maybe the same in chameleons? Although it must be more diverse because the terra—“

“Stanford—“

“—It’s able to not only change color but match its surroundings itself, almost like a mirror of sorts. So if I include that data with—“

You peck his lips, surprising the male, but not enough to stop his yapping. He just smiles cheerfully, continuing to ramble. “—some cross—“ You kiss him again. Ford’s eyes close halfway as he lazily smiles, still talking. “—species… mm…” He finally gives in and kisses you back, humming against your lips. After a few moments, you pull back and replace your mouth with the mug of tea instead. 

Ford concedes, drinking some of the warm tea. He sucks in some air and then sighs.

 “Ah… here I thought you liked my scientific rambles, (Y,n).” 

He turns his head to you, his tone lighthearted. 

You rest your head against your hand, gazing at him lovingly. “Oh, I do. But I also like you being, Y’know, alive.” You mess with the slight curls in his hair briefly before you say,

“And… call me Angel Eyes. I like that more.” 

Coming from him, it made you feel better than the name you were given. It was certainly better than ‘Eyesore’, a nickname given by Bill.

Ford felt a wonderful sense of pride at that, and he takes your hand with his free one. 

“Okay, Angel Eyes.”

___________________________________________________________________________________________________

         Present day, the Ford everyone was more acquainted with, woke up on his lab desk. He sat up, rubbing his head. He lifts his elbow up on the table, resting his upper body against it. He rubs his eyes, an unpleasant expression present on his face. For a while, he just stares at the scribbles of notes on the table. Although it wasn’t the papers he was thinking about. 

But he’d eventually lift his head to look over at a painting of you, tucked away in his lab. The same one Dipper saw before when he came to encode his thoughts. He didn’t know why he still had it. Maybe it was because he was sent to an alternate dimension not long after the breakup. He remains staring at the art piece. There’s no music, no laughter, just tense silence. 

[lazy-neet]

This is a Viktor x V fanfic I wrote recently!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/64364080

Title: Pretty as a picture

After shutting down for the day, he strolls through Misty’s store. She offers him a knowing glance and hopes the date goes well. She is the only person he trusted with his developing feelings for V.

He needed a considerable amount of time to accept everything. She is significantly younger than he is and deserves to meet someone younger, someone who is less damaged.

He felt drawn to her from the moment Jackie first introduced them; eventually, those feelings grew stronger. After Jackie died, V began to spend time much more frequently with him than before.

He considered that perhaps he was merely a stand-in, a person to converse with who could grasp her challenges and suffering. An individual who also missed Jackie and could recount memories together.

After Jackie’s death, she wept frequently during her visits to his shop. He couldn't stand to witness her in that state. He would crumble each time when he witnessed tears streaming down her cheeks.

In the end, she improved, aside from Johnny gradually gaining control over her body. She began to smile once more; the pain wasn't as intense now. They would dine together, share peaceful silence, or even converse for hours.

His emotions intensified, but he couldn't say the same for her. Misty would comfort him, expressing that V held affection for him, assuring him that he wasn't just a replacement. That V truly relished spending time with him. Initially, he found it hard to believe.

His emotions grew increasingly difficult to manage; while patience was usually one of his strengths, it faltered in relation to her. He ultimately found the bravery to invite her out for a date. He recalls the look of joy on her face as she enthusiastically said yes.

Hastily entering his house, he starts to cook a basic meal. She will arrive shortly, and the excitement weaves through his entire body. He's feeling anxious, wondering if this was truly a wise decision considering the situation.

We’re not promised tomorrow, but for her each second is uncertain, but he will always be in his shop, anticipating her return.

Ridding himself of the negative thoughts, he hears a soft tap on the door. When he opens the door, his voice gets stuck in his throat. Captivated by her beauty, he finds it difficult to even say hello to her.

”Hey, Vik. You gonna let me in?” Her voice is playful as she grins softly at him.

He moves aside to allow her in, making an effort to swiftly gather his thoughts and voice.

”Hey, V. You look gorgeous.” Still amazed that she's really standing in front of him.

”Thank you, you don’t look so bad yourself.” She removes her shoes, glancing around his house. She glances back at him. ”I know you said I didn’t have to bring anything, but I picked up some wine just in case.”

He was so captivated he didn't even see the wine bottle initially. He internally chastises himself; she's got him behaving like a teenage boy on his first date.

He grabs the wine bottle from her, expressing gratitude as he returns to the kitchen to serve their meal, asking her to wait for him in the living room.

She insists on helping him as she tags along to the kitchen, a comfortable silence exists between them, with only the clattering of cutlery. It seems as though they have experienced this multiple times already, as if they have been acquainted in the past. Perhaps this was destined to happen.

As they proceed to the living room, they enjoy their meal and sip wine while discussing their day. It feels homely; it's something he never thought he'd have before. Dreams unfolding right in front of him, perhaps this is merely a harsh illusion.

He gazes at her as she smiles, leaning in closer to give him a soft kiss on his cheek, expressing her gratitude for the meal. The heat from her kiss remains.

They exchange yearning glances, aware that they cannot make any promises. Thus, they keep it in their hearts, wishing that one day they can reveal it to each other.

She takes the initiative, extending her hand toward him, directing him to face her completely. She moves in closer, kissing his lips; he allows her to guide, fearing he might spoil this moment. Her hands glide over his chest and arms, leaving soft kisses in their wake.

His patience falters as they exchange a fervent kiss while his tongue invades. Her gasps echo through the space as he draws her on top of him. Her fingers now gliding through his hair. He gazes at her quietly, seeking her approval.

She reacts by removing her shirt and assisting him in taking his off afterward. She tilts back a bit to appreciate him and his tattoos. His hands tightly clutch her hips. His patience gradually fading away.

The chilly air brushes against her pink nipples; he craves a taste. He leans in to engage, alternating as his tongue twirls and softly nibbles each one. Her gentle gasps only encourage him as his arousal intensifies.

He withdraws to gaze at her, giving her a smile as they exchange a fervent kiss again. She stands to remove her pants, leaving herself entirely exposed to him. His piercing stare prompts her to want to hide as her embarrassment increases, but he stops her.

He lifts her up, and she gasps in surprise; taking her to his room, he places her on his bed. He quickly starts to remove his pants, his arousal evident and dripping, his precum faintly shimmering in the dim light.

He observes her biting her lips while she crawls toward him on the bed. He gets closer, his hand glides through her hair, and she gazes up at him while giving his cock a light lick. She moves slowly, running her tongue along his shaft before finally taking him fully inside.

His hand in her hair tightens, gripping firmly while making an effort not to push her head down. He ultimately must pull her head from his cock. Saliva trickles from her mouth, her lips red and puffy, her face rosy. Fuck, he wishes he could express to her how deeply he loves her.

”I'm not as young as I used to be, darling. Can't handle several rounds anymore." His voice falters, eager to place his cock elsewhere.

She reclines on her back, enticing him to her. He kneels on the bed in front of her, longing to feel her embrace, but chooses to reciprocate her kindness. He lightly nibbles her inner thighs, then places a kiss on her wet pussy.

She’s completely soaked, and it’s all for him; he hums contentedly as he savors her entirely. His arms move up, reaching for her breasts until she takes his hands and wraps them in hers. She sprinkles kisses onto his calloused hands while soft whimpers escape her lips.

They exchange a tender gaze before she pleads with him to take her. He distances himself while she parts her lips with one hand, offering him a timid smile. He might have finished right there just from that. She’s a masterpiece, she’s heavenly.

He positions himself at her opening, and as his tip slips inside, his resolve shatters entirely. He pushes fiercely into her, his face pressed against her neck as he fervently kisses one area. Branding her for everyone to see. Her nails gliding across his back as he hisses in blissful agony.

She gazes at him and he perceives only love in her eyes, slightly tinged with sorrow. Words they long to express cannot be spoken, how profoundly it shatters them.

Her walls constrict around him, and he senses his climax approaching. Her screams echo in the room as she sees stars, her nails penetrate his back and he releases within her. He gradually withdraws, ready to rise and grab a towel, but she stops him.

”Lay down with me, I wanna cuddle.” Drowsiness colors her speech; he wouldn’t ever dream to deny her.

He lies down beside her, drawing the blanket to envelop them. She rests her head on his arm and gives him a kiss. He enjoys kissing her, enjoys holding her in his arms. It feels like a sin to love her so. To hold her close knowing she is leaving. He wishes tomorrow would not arrive.

Tonight, they don’t think about Johnny or the impulsive actions she'll need to take. They don’t think about the possibility of her death.

Her eyes finally shut, a slight smile lingering on her lips. He allows tears to fall, as this might be their only night together. He watches her for some time, only her soft breathing audible.

She’s his treasured work of art, and he will always keep her smile locked in a room within his heart.

[handsome-jacks-toy]

Hindsight

"You know Rhysie? I'm so friggin glad you talked me out of that endoskeleton plan."

Jack stands up from his desk, one of two now in the large office, and walks over to Rhys.

"I mean, look at us! I have a new body. You're Co-CEO of Hyperion. And quarterly profits are through the friggin roof baby!"

Rhys chuckles at that. "Yeah Jack, not airlocking half the R&D department every month will do that."

Jack throws his head back and groans. The kid has a point, but it doesn't mean he has to like it.

"Yeah well, I still say the numbskulls had it coming."

~~~

"Aaaand that'll do it."

Jack closes the Hatch on Rhys' arm and gives it a pat for good measure. The kid lifts his arm, inspecting it this way and that.

"What, ya don't trust my handywork cupcake?"

Rhys tilts his head at him. "Nah, it's not that. I'm just, kinda surprised you know how to fix it? I know you're more of a programmer than an engineer."

Jack can't help but laugh at that one.

"Did you forget I used to be code living in your cybernetics pumpkin? The first thing I did when I got access to Hyperion systems was learn how to repair you. Couldn't have you breaking down on me."

"Helps that you got the top of the line stuff too. Holographic palm interface. Echoeye with AR overlay. 200 year internal power supply. The works. Must have cost you a pretty penny."

Rhys slips his shirt back on as he nods, "Yeah, it definitely wasn't cheap. Cost my entire yearly bonus. I was eating instant noodles for months." He shudders at the phantom taste of noodle before looking Jack in the eye.

"It was worth it though. Without it I never would have met you."

~~~

"Hey cupcake, do you remember the time you first trusted me? When you let me into your subsystems?"

Rhys pauses from reviewing the contract and looks over at him. "Yeah, how could I ever forget? It's still the most terrifying, yet exhilarating, thing I've ever done."

"More terrifying than facing down a hoard of bandits and psychos in a race to the death?"

"Oh for sure. I didn't really have a choice. I could watch my friends die, or trust you. And let's be fair, your reputation preceded you. I mean, when you woke up, the first thing you tried to do was strangle me."

Jack couldn't help but grimace at the reminder. He'd never admit it out loud, but there was a lot he regretted about how he'd treated the kid in the early days.

"So why do you ask anyway?

Jack looked back down at the contract he was writing. "Just thinking about how far we've come, you and I. And this business deal were working on feels like that moment. For me it was pure exhilaration. It was then I knew that we could do anything, and I mean anything, if we worked together. We make an amazing team pumpkin."

Jack looked up to see the fond little smile the kid had. He was directing those at him more and more these days.

Jack clapped his hands together. "Alright, no more sappy shit or I'm gonna get a rash. Back to cracking skulls and writing loopholes."

"We're not cracking any skulls Jack."

"Hey, a man can dream can't he?"

~~~

"Wake up Jack. It's time to get up. Today's the big day!"

Jack rolled over and cracked an eye open. Ugh, he'd fallen asleep with the mask on again. Sometimes he wished he hadn't opted for it on his new body, but he just didn't feel like himself without it. The man before the mask was dead and gone, and he wasn't coming back. He was Handsome Jack now.

Rhys snapped him out of his introspection with a small shake to his shoulder. "Jack, come on. You gotta get up. The meeting's in an hour."

Right, the meeting. The most important one of his life. Jack was definitely awake now. As he sat up he realized he could smell greasy goodness wafting in from the kitchen.

Food was one thing he never took for granted anymore. Go for as long as he did without a sense of taste or smell, and you really learn to appreciate the little things.

He padded into the dining room and Rhysie turned and smiled at him.

"I know you were up late working on last minute revisions, so I made you breakfast. I hope bacon and eggs are alright. There's a pot of coffee brewing too."

Jack sat at the table and took it all in. Sometimes he couldn't believe this was his life. He never thought he'd be so domestic again.

"You're a godsend cupcake, you know that? I could just kiss you."

Rhys froze as he was plating the food, before setting it in front of Jack with a smile.

"I'm glad you like it. Now hurry up, we have a busy day"

Jack dug in gleefully. It was the best thing he'd ever tasted.

~~

"Looks like everything's in order. Pleasure doing business with you gentlemen. We'll talk again soon."

Rhysie turned towards him as the holo-call ended, business facade broken. The kid was downright giddy. It was contagious if he was being honest.

"We did it Jack! We really did it! I can't believe it!"

He thought the kid was gonna faint he was so hyped up. Instead he did something Jack never expected. He reached up, grapped his lapels, and pulled him foreward into a kiss.

Jack froze in shock, before melting into it. This was better than anything he'd ever imagined. Rhysie was a surprisingly good kisser. Finally they ran out of breath and pulled away.

"I can't tell you how long I've wanted to do that. Now just felt like the right time. We made this deal together Jack. Can you believe it? Hyperion is now the biggest company in the univer-

*CRASH*

Jack's eye flew left and right, searching for the source of the noise. He couldn't see anything though, and the mic wasn't picking up anything else. It must have just been more wreckage from Helios setting.

Jack hadn't seen another living soul since the crash. It'd been years, and he didn't want to think about how many more it could be.

That daydream was nice though. He wished it hadn't ended there. But he could always start over again. Wasn't like he had much else to do.

He flexed the arm again, trying to reach the eye, but it was a futile effort. Just like every other time. He couldn't help but look again at the scattered remains around him. The eye had long since rotted and fell to the ground. The bones were all he could really see. Everyday, reminded of his greatest mistake.

"God, I miss you Rhys..."

[dragon-in-the-watery-bowl]

A Christmas Sorrow

Some more Akane Survives AU fic, this time with a more festive tone, to fit the month.

The day went by like it had become usual: Waking up, preparing, and eating, breakfast, helping Yuki with the physical therapy, so he can be able to walk again, take a small break, to both rest and be able to eat lunch, continuing the therapy exercises from they left them off, dine, and finally go to sleep.

But she couldn't help but to take a look at the calendar that night.

A year had already went by since the killing game she and Utsuro were sent to do ended.

A year since she destroyed so many lives, all in the name of her beloved master, only to survive through the sacrifices of those she loved.

Why? Why she had to live while they didn't?

Why she had to see Utsuro and Ayame throw away their lives for her to survive?

Was this her punishment mandated by the gods for having enabled Utsuro's fall from grace through her own inaction and fears?

It had to be, because why then she would have been given a second chance to live after everything she did?

She could feel her tears welling on her eyes, but she wasn't going to cry.

Crying wouldn't make her any good at this point.

Wiping her tears with her arm, she went to her bed, and prayed for her dreams to not be haunted by everything she did wrong.

To not be haunted by her own failures.

Sadly, her prayers weren't heard, and she saw their faces once again after closing her eyes.

And the only thing she could see in their eyes was hatred.

Hatred for her.

And for what she did to them.

---

When he woke up, the first thing he noticed was that it was still early in the morning.

The second one was that Sora still hadn't woken up.

He didn't gave it a lot of thought, just assuming that she was more tired than usual, thanks to her nightmares, so he decided to go to the kitchen, and start to make a breakfast for the two of them, only for a noise to stop him right on his tracks.

Crying.

And it was coming from Sora's room.

His curiosity winning over his reason, he scoot closer to the door, realizing in the process that she accidentally left it open last night, and got inside the room, where his suspicions were proven correct.

Sora was having another nightmare.

He wheeled closer to her, debating internally about what he should do, unsure if he should wake her up or not, when she twitched violently and snapped her eyes open.

But he soon realized that, even though her eyes were open, she still hadn't woken up.

And whatever she was seeing in his place, it had to be bad.

He stood completely still, only hearing her desperate, inaudible, mumbles, and deep sobbing, without knowing what to do, when she locked eyes with him, and weakly extended an hand towards him, slurring something that he was barely able to understand:

"Master Utsuro... don't leave..."

It was that name again. The one Sora always repeated like a prayer when she was having a nightmare.

But this was the first time he saw her doing something like this, begging whoever this name belonged to to stay with her.

Once again, he couldn't help but to think about what happened to her in her past, before they first met.

And why she was always repeating that name in her dreams.

Still unsure of what to do, he took her extended hand, staying at her side, and consoling her, until she finally awakes.

At least, like that, she wouldn't be alone in her dreams.

---

The first thing she saw once that terrible nightmare was over was an awake Yuki, who was right at her side, and holding her outstretched hand.

Her brain too scrambled by both the nightmare and exhaustion, she stood still for a short moment, only looking at him until he realized that she was already awake, a realization that made him flush intensely.

Clumsily trying to explain to her why he was there, he immediately left to the kitchen, mentioning something about "having to prepare their breakfast" while almost hitting the wall in his haste to leave.

It was pretty cute.

Once she left the bed, took a shower, and changed to cleaner clothes, she went to the kitchen, where Yuki had already prepared a pair of bowls with some leftover rice from the previous day, and fried eggs, for the both of them.

They had almost finished the good, when she saw Yuki taking a look to the calendar in the kitchen, before telling her what had caught his attention "Oh, it's already Christmas Eve. Do you want to do something today?"

At his question, she gave the calendar a quick glance too, and realized that Yuki was correct. It was December 24th already.

If she was going to be honest, celebrating holidays, and holidays like that one at that, has been something that she barely had the chance to do, neither in her childhood, trapped inside that terrible orphanage, nor when she became Utsuro's servant, thanks to his broken heart not having any space to celebrate anything, so Yuki's inquiry left her pretty surprised.

But that didn't meant that she wasn't interested in his suggestion.

Her ruminating silence didn't lasted long, but it was clearly leaving Yuki nervous, the boy fiddling with his hands and avoiding eye contact with her, a ghost of a blush forming on in his cheeks.

Did he thought that he said something wrong?

She wasn't sure, but it felt like it.

Holding his hands with hers, and letting the contact between the two of them to slowly but surely sooth him, she finally gave him an answer:

"Of course yes"

---

They left the building around midday, trusting in the fact that, with the sun still shining, criminal activity would be lower and they would be safe to stay outside.

And also, because he wanted to eat outside for a chance.

When Sora woke up, snow, or ash, he wasn't sure what it was, thanks to its greyish color, had fell down onto the town, and the streets were now covered with a layer of a greyish something, which would have made using his wheelchair outside impossible, except for the fact that Sora was already prepared for such a situation, securing something that reminded him of the snow chains mom always kept in the car's trunk, if the need arised, onto its wheels.

In response at his surprise at seeing it, she told him that she bought it on a store she found in the town, even though he could see that it actually looked to have been hand-made.

He didn't said anything, however.

She probably had a good reason to not tell him.

The streets were almost empty, he couldn't help but to notice while he and Sora walked around, both of people and of holiday decorations. It was clear that both the Tragedy, and everything that the Ultimate Despair did, and were doing, to keep it, had scarred everyone, one way or another.

Seeing this with his own eyes just made him hate them even more.

They spent some hours just walking around, and looking at the scarse holidays gifts and trinkets in the stores they passed by, until they started to feel hungry, where they immediately came across a fancy-looking, but almost empty, restaurant. After a short second of hesitation, the two of them went inside and asked for a empty table, before waiting for the food they ordered.

It felt a bit too convenient, the restaurant being empty like that, but he didn't said anything.

After all, it had to be just a coincidence, right?

Their stay in the restaurant was a pleasant one for the most part: The food was delicious, and staff was pretty polite, however a bit downcast thanks to the now chaotic state of the world making them find it hard to keep the place afloat. Things only soured up when they were already ready to leave.

Sora had already payed the bill, and they were getting ready to leave, when a couple entered the building, making her stop in her tracks once she noticed their presence.

They looked like your typical pair of friends, one of them having short black hair, and the other having her longer, brunette, hair in a low ponytail, but, when she saw them, he swears that he was able to see something break inside of Sora.

Her eyes became glossy, looking at something beyond the room and barely responding to his voice, staying like that, in that frozen stupor, before she just ran away, not giving him any time to react, only following her once his own shock faded away.

Thankfully, it didn't took long before he found her, sitting in a bench close to the restaurant, hands on her face and sobbing profusely.

He stood still at her side, not knowing what he could do to help her.

Since the say they met, she had been always the one who helped him with his struggles, but now that she was the one struggling, he couldn't do anything.

God, he was useless.

He started to fall into a self-deprecating spiral, only to be ripped out of it, and back to reality, when he felt the distinctive feeling of someone hugging him.

It was Sora.

And she was apologizing to him.

No, she wasn't apologizing to him, she was apologizing to the person in her nightmares.

Utsuro.

She probably was confusing him with them in her stress, but he didn't said anything.

He had a lot of questions, but now it wasn't the time to find the answers for them. If he did it, he knew that it just would hurt Sora more.

Laying his hand over her head, he let her cry onto his chest, and let out all those tears she had for those plaguing her nightmares, whoever they were.

After all, it was the best he could do for her right now.

---

After she was able to calm herself down, and they went back to the apartment, she couldn't help but to apologize for how she just... broke after those two girls entering the restaurant.

Those two girls that reminded her of what she lost.

Yuki's only response to her apologies was to tell her that he just did what she would have done if their roles were to be reversed, before telling her to stop worrying about it when she tried to press on the subject.

The rest of the day was spent mainly in silence, an unseen wariness surrounding, and slowly choking, them.

Feelings caused by the secret she had to keep from him.

She knew that, one day, she would have to tell him the truth, the truth about herself and her true connection with him, but, at the same time, she just couldn't do it.

Because, if she did it, Yuki would hate her forever.

And if he hated her, he would leave her side, leaving him completely defenseless against all the scum hiding in the corners of this now ruined world, that would take that opportunity to fulfill their sick desires through him.

Such a fate for him made her shiver from just thinking about it, driving her desire to protect him right into even further heights, no matter what would be the cost for her.

After all, this was the only way she could make up for everything she did to him as "Akane Taira".

And everything she did as a Ultimate Despair.

Their, honestly late, dinner was spent like the rest of the evening, in complete silence, before Yuki left for bed, leaving her alone with her half-eaten food.

The entire incident in the restaurant had completely killed her appetite, so she decided to leave the food back to the fridge, in the case of her being able to feel hungry again by the next day, before she took a look at the windows, and into the streets below.

Yellowish hues coming from the streetlights blended into the the blinding, and ever-changing, colors from the scarse decorative lights decorating windows and balconies, combined with the sound of voices down below, were a sign of how, with Junko Enoshima gone and the world finally having a symbol of hope to believe in, people were finally starting to heal from the horrors from the Tragedy, even if the Ultimate Despair was still alive and out there, waiting for the moment to strike again.

Looking at them, she couldn't help but to think about one thing:

Would she be able to heal from her pain too someday?

She didn't knew the answer for that question, and, if she was being honest, didn't wanted it either.

Because after all, with every horrible thing she did to win Utsuro's love, did she really deserved to heal from all this pain?

Trying to not think about it too much, she turned her head towards the door to Yuki's room, where he was now surely sleeping soundly.

She didn't knew why, but, in that moment, she couldn't help but to think about his smiling face.

An expression born from the gratitude towards someone he would never truly know.

It was painful, so painful, to see the person who was the perfect mirror image of Utsuro smiling so brightly at her, the person who ruined his life, but, at the same time, it was strangely comforting.

Maybe she felt like that because of that physical semblance Yuki and Utsuro shared.

Or maybe, it was because of the fact that, after everything she did in the past, she was finally doing the right thing for once.

Either way, she still had a duty to perform:

To take care of, and protect, Yuki Maeda until the day he could be able to once again walk on his two feet.

She had a lot of regrets and sins weighting her down, and what she did to Yuki, and his family, to give Utsuro a chance to infiltrate Hope's Peak Academy at Junko's orders was the heaviest of them all.

So she was going to do everything in her power to fix this sin of hers.

And she wasn't going to let anything stop her from doing it.

[definitelynotgideon]

This is a Genya Shinazugawa x OC (Gideon Azulyss) MLM Fic 🏳️‍🌈

AN/ this took me all day, coming back in spurts. Bleh. Anyway heres a rollercoaster of my own design-

CW/ Sexual reference, Hurt/Comfort, Light references to trauma, strong language.

Word count: 2,554

The Demons We Face | Chapter 12, Pajamas

Preview:

From where Genya was laying, the mohawked boy battled internally with the things that have protected him this far in life. Above all odds, Gideon had become someone he cared deeply for in a short amount of time. He was kind, and a small part of him felt healed, being able to cry without shame in the other boy's arms. But that in itself was dangerous. Gideon could be ripped from him at any moment like the majority of his family were. He could fuck something up, lost in his grief and guilt and every un-pretty thing inside of him and unintentionally push Gideon away… 

The silver haired boy was carefully, tactfully convincing Genya to allow his walls to be lowered, but the walls were what had kept him alive and… 

Parts of him were still so unsure. 

The nice thing about the butterfly mansion was the feeling of safety within the walls and gardens. Surrounded by wisteria trees, it was a safe haven and no one who dwelled here needed to worry about demonic activity after dark. 

The boys finished up their meals, thanking Aoi before wandering out of the dining area. Genya looked back to Gideon, who had followed behind. The silver haired boy’s attention went to the nearest window to the outside, and he noted the clear sky. 

He'd gotten into the habit over the last bit of time of wandering outside with tea in hand, wanting to bathe in the moonlight when possible on the engawa. However, with Genya's arrival, things could shift. He smiled softly as he turned, just in time to face Genya who had moved to see what he was looking at. 

Verdant eyes flashed with happy surprise and his smile bloomed into something more joyous as he met Genya's gaze. He was so happy to see him again, and he still hadn't quite registered that this wasn't just one of his lucid dreams. 

“So partner, where to now?~” Gideon asked him, his voice light. 

Genya had looked into his eyes as he turned, but noticed that Gideon had been gazing out the far window. “Well… were you wanting to go that way?” He asked, nodding towards the side of the building where the window was. 

Gideon shrugged. “I don't have to, I just liked sitting outside with tea in the evenings is all.”

He slipped his hand into Genya's. “I'd much rather spend time with you, if you're up for it. Are you tired?” 

Genya yawned as he asked, and it caused Gideon to yawn as well. Genya chuckled a little. “I wouldn't be opposed to settling in. But I've missed you and I want to catch up. Let's go sit outside with tea.”

It was then that Gideon noticed Genya's demeanor. He definitely looked exhausted from travel. Genya began to wander back to the kitchen but Gideon stopped him gently. 

“We can sit together outside another night. Let's get tea and settle in.” Gideon gave him a warm, reassuring smile, and then followed him in so they could start a kettle together. 

Another yawn from Genya, and just as he was about to protest. Gideon gave him a knowing smirk, and Genya conceded. “Alright.” 

As they prep and wait for the water to boil, Gideon pulls Genya in to hold him softly. His arms wrap around his waist and he looks up into his eyes. 

“I imagine you probably want your bed after the long journey. Would you mind going to my quarters first, so I can change clothes? Then we can sleep in your room.” 

Genya nods, agreeing to the plan and giving a small, tired smile. 

Gideon waits a moment, and then smirks as he looks at Genya. “And by sleep, I mean I'll wait until you're sleeping, and then I'll talk to your trees~” 

Genya grins and shakes his head. “How will you do that without waking me?”

“I'll whisper. I'm a champion at whispering.” 

“...How are you going to get out of my arms to do this?” 

“It's a challenge I'm willing to calculate for.”

“Alright, it's settled then. I'm laying on top of you.”

Gideon gasps, and then laughs. “You'll crush me!!” 

Genya takes the kettle off of the fire. “Nah. Mattress will help you not be crushed you'll live~”

“Don't underestimate how crafty I can be. Just because you flustered me and I stopped moving last time doesn't mean I can't escape now.”

Genya flashes him a very playful but devious grin. “Is that what happened? I think I can fluster you again. Keep you in your place. Under me~”

Gideon freezes and his face turns beet red. He stammers, grasping at any comeback he can but fuck, the image- 

And Genya knows he's won, so he revels in the aftermath as the silver haired boy falters beside him. He carefully pours tea for the both of them. 

Genya glances over and hands Gideon a tea cup. “I must have really got you; were you unprepared?~” 

Gideon gives a little flustered laugh and nods. “Y-yeah, damn. Congrats.”

Genya carefully inches over to him and kisses his forehead, but then shifts to whisper in his ear: “You're so cute when you're flustered~” 

Gideon squirms, almost dropping his tea cup. He's somehow more red now with that and he looks up at Genya as he pulls back. 

“How was that? Am I on level with you, whispering champion?~”

“You're such a tease, Genya.” Such a tease and it was almost unfair. Though Gideon supposed, if he'd struck the first fluster blow, it'd be about the same. 

There was another element to this though. Even if Gideon could fight back on any ground at this moment… The victorious grin on Genya's face was one of the hottest things the silver haired boy had ever seen. Confident Genya was incredibly sexy. 

So this battle would go to Genya, but not without some spoils being obtained by Gideon. 

“I only tease you because I like you,” Genya assured. “Now… come on. Let's get you into jammies.” 

Gideon smirked. He called them ‘jammies?’ Adorable. 

But Genya had called them jammies for a while prior. When he helped his younger siblings get ready for bed, they all called them jammies. Even Sanemi would call them that. 

Honestly, it was the context that caused him to call them jammies in front of Gideon though. Genya was opening up to Gideon in new ways over time. This was one of them, an endearing term that he'd likely not be caught dead saying to anyone else in the present.

They made it to Gideon’s room. Opening the door, the room already smelled pleasantly like lavender. Gideon took an appreciative inhale in to bask in the calming scent, releasing it slowly. 

Genya looked around his room. On his walls, Gideon had hung up sketches of things and places he'd found. Genya admired one drawing in particular, of a Rhinoceros Beetle. 

It reminded him of Sanemi a little. His older brother loved rhinoceros beetles. He thought back fondly to earlier in their childhood together when he'd catch them, bring them in the house to show mother, and then be told to release them. Genya would often come with on the hunts, and he'd also follow Sanemi back to the woods when it was time to say goodbye to the beetle friend. 

In the time that they'd entered and Genya had reminisced, Gideon had changed into a comfortable sleep kimono. He crept behind Genya and looked to the drawing he was admiring. 

“Do you like beetles?” He asked him softly. He'd sensed from Genya's silence that he was deep in thought, and sought not to disturb him too much by entering. He stood on his toes to rest his chin on Genya's shoulder and wrapped his arms around his waist from behind.. 

“Yeah… but my brother loves them especially. We used to go out and look for these kinds of beetles all the time.” 

Gideon listens to him carefully, giving him space to share. A moment of silence passes and Gideon releases Genya from behind. “I think they're pretty neat beetles. He was fun to draw.” 

He goes to the drawing and unpins it from the wall, handing it carefully to Genya. “You should have it. It reminds you of good things, right?” 

Genya's eyes widened. “I can't- it's your art, you probably worked hard on it… I can't possibly take it from you.”

“I'm giving it to you. I can always draw more.” He places it in Genya's hands and gently presses his hand over Genya's. “You'll likely give me more material, and more inspiration to draw. Plus, you gave me a gift and I want to give one back.”

Genya begins to tear up slightly. Gideon places a reassuring hand on his shoulder and leans in to kiss his cheek softly. 

“It's okay, Genya. You're… you're hurting from something, aren't you? If you ever want to talk about it, I'll listen to you. I'm here.” His words were careful, just like his touch. 

Genya wraps his arms around him. The pain in his chest lessens just slightly, and Gideon rubs his back slowly. The tears come despite him wanting to hold them in and he hides his face in Gideon’s shoulder.

“S-sorry-” he managed. It came out as a small choke. 

“You have nothing to apologize for. You're allowed to cry. Here…” 

Gideon gently leads them over to his bed so Genya can lay down, and he crawls in beside him. “I'll hold you. If you fall asleep it's okay.” 

“O-okay,” he said, hiding his face in Gideon’s chest as he cried. As promised, Gideon held him close, keeping his breathing steady and gently, rhythmically, petting through Genya's soft hair. After about ten minutes… Genya had calmed. 

Gideon pulled back slightly after his breathing evened out to see if he'd fallen asleep. He hadn't, and he looked up at Gideon with a sniffle, his eyes slightly puffy.

“How are you feeling, darling?” Gideon cooed to him.

Genya blinked softly to adjust to the light in Gideon's room. “...Really tired actually.” 

Gideon nodded. It was to be expected. Sometimes a good cry could make one feel tired once everything finished up. He looked at Genya's uniform.

“Are you still wanting to go to your room? You'd probably feel better… being able to clean up a bit and change into pajamas.” He reached up to push some of Genya's hair from his face. “If you don't want to move, you can borrow something of mine if you'd like.”

Genya looked into Gideon’s eyes. The day was catching up with him. Hell. The *mission,* the past *month* was catching up with him. He couldn't mentally fathom moving right now. 

“Could I please borrow something?” He asked, feeling somewhat pathetic that he couldn't even bear to go down the hall to his own room. 

But Gideon smiled warmly at him. “Of course. Let me grab clothes for you.” He pulled away from Genya carefully, not wanting to jostle him. 

Going over to his closet, he pulled out pajamas for Genya to borrow. 

For all that Gideon had been through, he'd learned to parent himself pretty well. He didn't subscribe to his parents’ version of love, and while he appreciated the elderly couple who took him in out of kindness, they weren't super well equipped to handle his emotions. That's what he thought anyway. He had to regulate himself without snuffing himself out, otherwise he was certain he'd be left. Tossed out again for not adding up. If his parents could do it, anyone could. 

And so he parented himself; the only person who'd be there for him at the end of the day without fail. 

But… he knew that people needed each other. The world was fucked up, and people could be ripped from his grasp at any moment. But… It wasn't an excuse to isolate himself. He could show people kindness, he could be strong for those who needed help. It's why he joined the corps. 

From where Genya was laying, the mohawked boy battled internally with the things that have protected him this far in life. Above all odds, Gideon had become someone he cared deeply for in a short amount of time. He was kind, and a small part of him felt healed, being able to cry without shame in the other boy's arms. But that in itself was dangerous. Gideon could be ripped from him at any moment like the majority of his family were. He could fuck something up, lost in his grief and guilt and every un-pretty thing inside of him and unintentionally push Gideon away… 

The silver haired boy was carefully, tactfully convincing Genya to allow his walls to be lowered, but the walls were what had kept him alive and… 

Parts of him were still so unsure. 

When Gideon came back to the bed and handed Genya a set of PJs, Genya shifted and changed into them rather unceremoniously. Gideon helped by collecting Genya's clothing and setting them nearly on the nearby chair. 

“Gideon…”

“Yeah?” 

“...Why… Do you want me?” 

Gideon felt the pain in the question. Genya was avoiding eye contact as well. Gideon sat on the bed beside him and took his hand gently. 

“There are so many reasons I want you, Genya.” He pauses to squeeze his hand. “I sense that you're an incredibly kind, loving person and I would love nothing more than to experience things alongside you, and *with* you. You're… the most beautiful person I've met. The strongest person, too.”

Gideon tucked a little to try to look him in the eyes with a smile.

“You scared the *shit* out of me at first but as I got to know you … I realized that you have your walls up a lot. I'm grateful that you let me in, and it's that act and all of the ways that you continue to allow me in that make me want you more. Everything I get to learn about you… everything that is you, is precious to me.” 

Genya listened to him speak, feeling his anxiety ease. He looks up to meet Gideon’s gaze and Gideon cups his cheek. 

“Is that alright?” He asks softly.

Genya nods to him, a small smile gracing his face. 

Gideon stands and scoops Genya into a hug from the side of the bed. “You're amazing,” he cooed into Genya's ear. It was muffled slightly into his shoulder. 

“I think you're pretty amazing too, Gideon.” 

Genya squeezes Gideon and pulls him into the bed with him. “Now… c’mere, and let me squish you.” 

Genya grins as Gideon flails, laughing in his strong hold. “Genya, no!!” 

“Genya, yes,” he says, easily rolling so Gideon is under him. Gideon squeals and hides his face in his hands, but Genya simply yawns and forces himself under Gideon’s arms. 

“I'd wrestle with you more but I'm super tired,” he says sleepily into Gideons ear, smirking as Gideon squirms under his weight. 

“Goodnight Gideon~” 

“GENYA YOU'RE SQUISHING MY ORGANS-”

“What's that you say? You want me to squish your organs?”

“HNNNG NO-”

Genya grins big as he brings all of his limbs in to squish Gideon under him, laughing quietly as Gideon tries as hard as he can to wriggle free and stops out of exhaustion. 

“Is this my life now? Is this what having a boyfriend is gonna be like?”

Genya shifts so that he's nose to nose with Gideon. “Absolutely it is,” he said, smirking before stealing a kiss from Gideon's lips and ultimately releasing him. He shifts over to the wall side of the bed, waiting for Gideon to settle into a comfy position before he cuddles him.

Gideon reaches to turn his lamp off, slipping under the blanket and inviting Genya to do the same on his side. He lays down, feeling Genya's arms wrap protectively around him as he scoots to be flush with him. Genya sticks his nose right into Gideon’s hair, breathing in and out in contentment. 

They say their goodnights, and drift off to sleep at the same time as one another.

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Transform Your Lifestyle with Residential Flats on Dwarka Expressway

Dwarka Expressway, also known as the Northern Peripheral Road (NPR), is one of the most sought-after locations for real estate investment in the Delhi-NCR region. This 27-kilometer-long expressway connects Dwarka in Delhi to Gurgaon and has witnessed tremendous development in recent years. The stretch is dotted with residential and commercial projects, making it an ideal destination for those seeking a luxurious and comfortable lifestyle. If you are looking for a dream home, residential flats on Dwarka Expressway offer an array of options to cater to your needs, whether you desire a spacious 3 BHK flat or a luxurious 4 BHK apartment.

Spacious 3 BHK Flats on Dwarka Expressway:

The Residential Flats On Dwarka Expressway provide an excellent opportunity for families and individuals to experience luxurious living in spacious 3 BHK apartments. These flats are thoughtfully designed to optimize space and provide ample room for all your needs. With a built-up area ranging from 1,500 to 2,000 square feet, these flats offer a perfect blend of comfort, functionality, and elegance. The well-designed layouts ensure that every room is utilized efficiently, providing a comfortable living environment for you and your family.

Luxurious 4 BHK Flats on Dwarka Expressway:

For those seeking an even more lavish and expansive living space, the residential projects on Dwarka Expressway also offer opulent 4 BHK flats. These flats are designed to cater to the needs of larger families or individuals who desire extra space and luxury. With a built-up area of 2,500 to 3,000 square feet, these flats provide ample space for multiple bedrooms, a spacious living area, a separate dining space, and a well-equipped kitchen. The 4 BHK flats are ideal for those who appreciate fine living and desire the utmost comfort and grandeur in their homes.

Benefits of Living on Dwarka Expressway:

Connectivity: One of the biggest advantages of residing on Dwarka Expressway is its excellent connectivity. The expressway provides easy access to major destinations in Delhi, Gurgaon, and other parts of the National Capital Region (NCR). It is well-connected to the Indira Gandhi International Airport, major business hubs, educational institutions, and healthcare facilities, ensuring a hassle-free and convenient lifestyle.

Infrastructure Development: Dwarka Expressway has witnessed rapid infrastructure development in recent years. The area is equipped with wide roads, modern transportation systems, and robust civic amenities, including water supply, electricity, and sewage facilities. The well-planned infrastructure enhances the overall living experience and makes it an ideal destination for residential investment.

Lifestyle Amenities: The residential projects on Dwarka Expressway are designed to offer a luxurious and contemporary lifestyle. These projects come with a host of amenities, including landscaped gardens, swimming pools, clubhouses, fitness centers, sports facilities, and dedicated play areas for children. Additionally, the presence of shopping complexes, entertainment centers, and restaurants in close proximity adds to the convenience and enjoyment of residents.

Future Appreciation: Dwarka Expressway is one of the most promising real estate investment destinations in the region. The area has witnessed substantial price appreciation in recent years, and with ongoing infrastructure projects and planned developments, the value of properties is expected to rise further. Investing in residential flats on Dwarka Expressway not only offers a comfortable lifestyle but also serves as a lucrative long-term investment opportunity.

Conclusion:

Residential flats on Dwarka Expressway offer the perfect combination of luxury, comfort, and convenience. Whether you opt for a spacious 3 BHK flat or a lavish 4 BHK Luxury Flats on Dwarka Expressway.

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Best Florida Villas with Pools

If you're dreaming of sun-soaked days, refreshing dips in a private pool, and proximity to world-famous attractions, it's time to discover the best Florida villas with pools in Four Corners, Florida. This vibrant and growing area, nestled conveniently near Orlando’s top destinations, is the ideal place to book your next vacation—and there’s no better way to do it than through AirFVH.

Why Choose Four Corners, Florida?

Located where Lake, Orange, Osceola, and Polk counties meet, Four Corners is a vacation sweet spot. It offers easy access to:

Walt Disney World Resort

Universal Studios Orlando

LEGOLAND Florida

Shopping at Orlando Vineland Premium Outlets

Numerous world-class golf courses

Local restaurants and craft breweries

But beyond its unbeatable location, Four Corners is known for its wide selection of luxurious villas with private pools, perfect for families, groups, or couples seeking both comfort and privacy.

What Makes Florida Villas with Pools So Special?

Here’s why renting a villa with a pool beats a hotel stay any day:

Private Relaxation: No need to share space or compete for lounge chairs. You get your own tranquil oasis.

Family-Friendly: Let the kids swim safely while you grill dinner on the patio.

Space & Comfort: Multiple bedrooms, full kitchens, game rooms, and large living areas offer a true home-away-from-home experience.

Incredible Value: When traveling with groups, villas often cost less per person than hotel rooms.

Top Activities Near Your Villa

Once you've booked your dream villa, it’s time to explore everything Four Corners has to offer. Here are some must-do activities:

1. Theme Parks Galore

You’re minutes from the magic of Disney and Universal. Don’t miss EPCOT’s international pavilions or The Wizarding World of Harry Potter.

2. Nature & Adventure

Visit Lake Louisa State Park for hiking, kayaking, or even horseback riding. Or try an airboat ride through the nearby Everglades ecosystem.

3. Golf & Recreation

Enjoy pristine courses like ChampionsGate Golf Club or Orange Lake Resort. Many villas are located within or adjacent to these lush communities.

4. Dining & Entertainment

Check out Island H2O Water Park, Sunset Walk at Margaritaville, and the local dining scene featuring everything from Southern BBQ to fine dining.

Book Your Villa with AirFVH

Ready to upgrade your Florida vacation? AirFVH offers handpicked villa rentals in Four Corners, Florida, with luxurious private pools, modern amenities, and flexible booking options. Whether you're planning a weeklong family escape or a romantic getaway, there's a villa waiting for you.

🌞 Start planning your perfect poolside retreat today at airfvh.com and make Four Corners your home base for adventure and relaxation.

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Do You Need Expert Tile Design Advice in Anjugramam? Get in touch with Marlim Granites & Marbles

The right flooring is frequently the first step in creating beautiful exteriors and interiors. Nothing elevates a space more than high-quality marble and tiles, whether you're building a commercial structure, remodeling your house, or designing a luxury residence. We at Marlim Marbles & Granites take pride in offering the largest and most fashionable assortment of tile and flooring in Anjugramam to suit every taste and price range.

Your One-Stop Shop for Flooring and Tile in Anjugramam

Both builders and homeowners in the quickly expanding town of Anjugramam are searching for strong, attractive, and affordable materials that will allow them to realize their dreams. Marlim Marbles & Granites come into play here. We provide products that combine aesthetics and functionality, making us your go-to source for the best tile and flooring in Anjugramam.

We have everything under one roof, from glossy vitrified tiles to rustic wooden finishing, from high-end living room designs to outdoor anti-skid options.

Explore Amazing Tile Designs in Anjugramam

In addition to being functional, tiles are an essential component of design that sets the mood of your house. Every architectural style and taste can be accommodated by the wide variety of tile design in Anjugramam that we offer.

Regardless of your preference for minimalist, modern, or classic designs, we provide:

Wall tiles with 3D patterns

Tiles for a geometric floor

Bathroom tiles with mosaics

Kitchen tiles with a matte, textured finish

Each item in our showroom has been carefully chosen to provide exceptional quality and distinctive character. Allow our designers to assist you in selecting the ideal tile design in Anjugramam to realize your ideas.

Marble tile in Anjugramam can add timeless elegance.

Marble exudes sophistication and timeless beauty, which is why it has been a popular building material for so long. We at Marlim Marbles & Granites carry a premium selection of marble tile in Anjugramam in a range of sizes and finishes, sourced from reliable quarries.

Anjugramam's marble tile is ideal for:

Large foyers

Beautiful bathrooms

opulent dining and living areas

Accent pieces and feature walls

Our marble tile selections, which range from the classic elegance of white Carrara to the breathtaking beauty of black Marquina, add a luxurious touch to your interior design while guaranteeing longevity and minimal upkeep.

Anjugramam's Finest Marble Flooring for Stylish Houses

Nothing compares to our distinctive selection of marble flooring in Anjugramam if you want to make an impression that lasts. Marble flooring raises the value of your home in addition to making it more beautiful.

Premium marble varieties that have been polished and honed are available in our showroom, and they naturally elevate any area. You can select the perfect Anjugramam marble flooring that fits your taste and price range with the help of our in-house specialists.

Top benefits of marble flooring

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robust surface

Stain and scratch resistant (with sealant)

adds to resale value and luxury

Marlim is the only place to find the best marble and tile in Anjugramam.

Our commitment to quality, quantity, and customer satisfaction sets us apart from other tile retailers in the neighborhood. We are a highly regarded marble and tile in Anjugramam option for contractors, architects, interior designers, and homeowners.

Here at Marlim Marbles & Granites, we offer:

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In and around Anjugramam, supplies

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We make sure you are always exposed to new designs and concepts by regularly adding new styles and international tile and marble trends to our inventory.

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What Is the Best Hotel in Udaipur for a Rooftop Dining Experience?

Udaipur, the "Venice of the East," is a city steeped in royalty, romance, and serenity. Known for its tranquil lakes, majestic palaces, and rich cultural heritage, it’s no surprise that Udaipur is a dream destination for travelers from around the world. But when you plan your visit to this enchanting city, one essential question arises: What is the best hotel in Udaipur for a complete experience, especially one with a rooftop restaurant that captures the city’s soul?

This guide will answer exactly that by exploring what defines the best hotel in Udaipur, and why rooftop dining is a must-have feature for an unforgettable stay.

Understanding Udaipur’s Unique Hotel Experience

Unlike other cities where hotels are mere places to rest, Udaipur offers accommodations that are experiences in themselves. From centuries-old havelis turned into boutique stays to lavish palatial resorts on lake islands, the city’s hotel landscape is uniquely rich and immersive.

So, what truly qualifies as the best hotel in Udaipur?

Key Features of the Best Hotel in Udaipur

1. Location with a View The top hotels in Udaipur offer sweeping views of Lake Pichola, Fateh Sagar Lake, or the City Palace. Being able to witness a golden sunset or the shimmering reflections on the lake from your balcony adds immeasurable value to your stay.

2. Blend of Heritage and Comfort A true standout hotel in Udaipur blends Rajasthani heritage architecture with modern comforts. Expect intricately carved balconies, arched doorways, and traditional courtyards alongside Wi-Fi, hot showers, and luxury bedding.

3. Top-Rated Rooftop Restaurant What better way to absorb Udaipur’s magic than from a rooftop restaurant? The best rooftop restaurant in Udaipur will serve not just food but an atmosphere—views of palaces glowing at night, the sound of folk music floating in the air, and flavors that tell stories of Rajasthan.

4. Warm Hospitality Rajasthan is famous for its hospitality, and Udaipur’s best hotels reflect that. Friendly staff, local guides, and customized guest services all make your stay extra special.

5. Cleanliness and Safety Clean rooms, hygienic kitchens, and secure premises are non-negotiables. Top hotels maintain international standards in cleanliness, making them ideal for both domestic and international tourists.

Why Rooftop Dining Matters in Udaipur

You might ask: Why place so much importance on a rooftop restaurant when choosing a hotel? The answer lies in the experience.

Unmatched Sunset Views Watching the sun dip behind the Aravalli hills while the lake mirrors its colors is a moment that defines Udaipur. Rooftop restaurants offer the best seats for this spectacle.

Delicious Local and Global Cuisine The best rooftop restaurants in Udaipur serve an eclectic menu. From fiery Rajasthani curries like Laal Maas and Safed Maas to continental, Chinese, and tandoori delights—there’s something for everyone.

Live Music and Cultural Nights Many rooftops host folk performances, sitar recitals, or even puppet shows. These not only entertain but also offer a cultural deep dive for curious travelers.

Romantic Ambiance Udaipur is a romantic city, and nothing captures that mood better than a candlelit rooftop dinner with a view of the illuminated City Palace.

Spotlight: UdayPalace – A Prime Example

Among the many hotels in Udaipur, UdayPalace consistently shines as a top choice. Let’s break down why it’s often referred to as one of the best hotels in Udaipur—especially for food lovers and view seekers.

Prime Location Situated close to the banks of Lake Pichola, UdayPalace offers easy access to iconic attractions like Jagdish Temple, Bagore Ki Haveli, and the City Palace.

Authentic Architecture The hotel embraces traditional Rajasthani design, featuring jharokhas, courtyards, and hand-painted interiors—all while offering modern amenities.

The Rooftop Restaurant Experience UdayPalace’s rooftop restaurant is considered one of the best rooftop restaurants in Udaipur. Guests dine under the stars, enjoy traditional thalis, and sip on mocktails with an awe-inspiring view of the lake and surrounding palaces.

Guest-Centric Services From customized sightseeing tours to candlelit dining setups for special occasions, the staff at UdayPalace goes above and beyond.

Tips for Finding the Best Rooftop Hotel in Udaipur

Even if you explore beyond UdayPalace, here’s how to identify a good hotel that meets your expectations:

Browse High-Quality Photos: Look for clear rooftop views, well-lit rooms, and clean dining areas.

Read Verified Reviews: Focus on reviews that mention rooftop dining, hospitality, and cleanliness.

Check the Menu: A great rooftop restaurant should offer both local and international dishes.

Inquire About Live Events: If cultural performances are important to you, ask if the hotel hosts them regularly.

Compare Packages: Some hotels offer special deals that include breakfast, dinner, or cultural nights—worth exploring for value.

Budget vs Luxury: Options for Every Traveler

Udaipur offers a wide spectrum of hotels:

Luxury Hotels Ideal for honeymooners and international travelers, these include lake-facing heritage hotels with private pools and fine dining experiences.

Budget-Friendly Stays If you're traveling on a budget, worry not. There are many affordable hotels with rooftop restaurants offering great food and fantastic views without breaking the bank.

Regardless of your budget, the key is to find a place that values service, comfort, and that quintessential Udaipur view.

Final Verdict: Make Your Stay Count

When you visit a city as magical as Udaipur, your stay should reflect that charm. A room with a view, a warm cup of chai at sunset, traditional Rajasthani music in the background, and mouth-watering food served under the stars—that’s what a real Udaipur experience feels like.

So, what is the best hotel in Udaipur for a rooftop dining experience? It’s one that captures the city’s beauty from above, serves food that honors local tradition, and welcomes you like royalty. Whether it’s UdayPalace or another well-reviewed heritage hotel, make sure your stay is more than just comfortable—it should be unforgettable.

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Smart World Gems Sector 89, Gurgaon – A Stylish 3.5 BHK Gem with Floor Plan & Brochure Insights

If you're on the hunt for a home that’s a mix of elegant design, practical layout, and futuristic living – then Smart World Gems Sector 89 Gurgaon deserves your attention. This upcoming low-rise, independent floor residential project is everything modern homebuyers in Gurgaon are dreaming of – smart, stylish, and sensibly located.

Developed by Smartworld Developers, this premium residential project redefines the urban lifestyle with its concept of “My Home, My Floor”, where you enjoy the feel of an independent floor while being part of a gated community.

Let’s take a deep dive into what makes Smart World Gems 3.5 BHK homes so desirable, with a special focus on the floor plan and brochure details to help you make an informed decision.

Location Advantage – Sector 89, Gurgaon

Sector 89 is one of the rapidly developing sectors along the New Gurgaon belt, strategically situated close to Dwarka Expressway, NH-8, and the upcoming Metro corridor. The project enjoys proximity to business hubs, educational institutions, hospitals, shopping malls, and proposed infrastructure, making it a high-potential area for both end-users and investors.

Key Location Highlights:

Just 5 minutes from Dwarka Expressway

Close to IMT Manesar, Hero Honda Chowk & industrial zones

Surrounded by leading schools like DPS, RPS International

Minutes away from Vatika Town Square, Sapphire 83 Mall

Proposed metro station nearby

IGI Airport is approximately 30 minutes drive

Project Overview – Smart World Gems, Sector 89

Smart World Gems offers low-rise independent floors within a gated township, combining the privacy of an independent home with the security of a condominium.

Project Highlights:

Property Type: Low-rise independent floors (Stilt + 4)

Unit Configuration: 2.5 BHK & 3.5 BHK floors

Sizes: Approx. 1423 – 1630 sq. ft.

Status: Under Construction

Expected Possession: 2026

RERA Registered: ✅ (RERA No. RC/REP/HARERA/GGM/531/263/2022/06)

3.5 BHK Floor Plan – Smartly Designed Living

The 3.5 BHK layout at Smart World Gems is crafted for those who crave just a little more room – whether for a home office, an extra bedroom, or a hobby corner. The smart use of space ensures comfort, privacy, and flow.

3.5 BHK Floor Plan Details:

Super Area: ~1630 sq. ft.

Layout: 3 Bedrooms + 1 Study + 3 Bathrooms + Living/Dining + Kitchen + Balcony

Private Elevator & Parking

Separate Utility Space

The layout offers:

A master bedroom with attached balcony and ensuite bath

Two spacious bedrooms with ample natural light

A multi-purpose study room – ideal for remote working or kids�� study

Modular kitchen with utility area

A living & dining area that flows into the balcony for a spacious feel

This floor plan suits growing families or professionals who need space and style in one package.

Brochure Sneak Peek – What’s Inside

The Smart World Gems brochure is your go-to resource for all project details. It includes:

Master layout plan

Detailed 3.5 BHK and 2.5 BHK floor plans

Amenities list

Specifications & finishes

Developer background

Location map with connectivity

Payment plans & construction-linked milestones

👉 Download the brochure now to visualize your dream home at Smart World Gems!

Top Amenities You Can Expect

Smart World Gems isn’t just about pretty homes – it’s about a lifestyle upgrade. The amenities are thoughtfully curated for all age groups.

Amenities Highlights:

Clubhouse with gym & indoor games

Landscaped gardens & jogging tracks

Swimming pool & kids’ splash zone

Kids play areas

Yoga & meditation deck

Amphitheatre & open-air seating

Co-working lounge

Electric vehicle charging bays

24x7 security with CCTV

Whether you’re a fitness freak, work-from-home pro, or just someone who enjoys peaceful evenings, you’ll find your zone here.

Why Buy in Smart World Gems Sector 89?

Here’s why Smart World Gems is a solid investment or end-use option:

✅ Smart Floor Living

Independent floors with a villa-like feel, but in a gated community. Get privacy and security.

✅ Strategic Location

Sector 89 is the next big residential hotspot, well-connected to major roads and close to commercial zones.

✅ Developer Credibility

Smartworld is a collaboration of some of India’s most reputed names in real estate, including M3M and others.

✅ Future Growth Potential

With the Dwarka Expressway nearing completion and metro connectivity, property prices here are likely to rise.

Price Range & Payment Plan

As of early 2025, the indicative price for 3.5 BHK homes at Smart World Gems is in the range of:

₹ 1.35 Cr – ₹1.55 Cr (subject to floor level, facing & customizations)

Payment Plans:

Construction-Linked Plan

Down Payment Plan (with early-buyer discounts)

Flexible Subvention Schemes (limited time)

Note: Prices are subject to change. Always check the latest pricing & availability.

Conclusion – Your Dream Floor Is Just a Click Away

Smart World Gems in Sector 89, Gurgaon is not just another housing project – it’s a thoughtfully designed community for modern families looking for space, style, and smart living. The 3.5 BHK floor plan offers exactly what today’s homeowners need – enough room to live, work, and breathe.

Whether you’re upgrading your lifestyle, investing in Gurgaon’s growth story, or buying your first dream home – Smart World Gems could be your perfect match.

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ROF Pravasa 3 Bhk Low Rise Floors in Sector 88A Gurgaon

ROF Pravasa Sector 88A Gurgaon: Sophisticated 3 BHK Low Rise Floors and Plots for Lifestyle of Today Gurgaon, formerly officially designated as Gurugram, is one of the fastest realty destinations of India with its booming infrastructural development, corporate presence, and global standard amenities. Whether you’re a homebuyer looking for a peaceful yet well connected location or an investor eyeing the next big opportunity, ROF Pravasa Gurugram checks all the right boxes.

Project Overview: ROF Pravasa Floors and Plots

The ROF Pravasa is a thoughtfully crafted residential community spread across 9.18 acres, offering:

3 BHK Low Rise Builder Floors

Residential Plots in Sector 88A Gurgaon

Conceived by the ROF Group, a prestigious real estate firm, the development is aimed to offer a luxurious lifestyle experience. In contrast to congested high rise buildings, these low rise floors offer homeowners more privacy, more room space, and closer proximity to nature.

Homes at ROF Pravasa: Intelligent, Spacious and Tranquil:-

3 BHK Low Rise Builder Floors:

Spacious layouts (1050 – 1250 square feet)

Spacious balconies

Vastu friendly design

High quality vitrified flooring and fittings

Independent drawing and dining spaces

Large modular kitchen with lots of storage

Exclusive car parking for every unit

Low rise living in Gurugram provides the luxury of a villa with the convenience and affordability of an apartment. These floors place you amidst nature but in an organized residential environment.

ROF Pravasa Plots – Build Your Dream House

If your dream is to build your own house to your own tastes, then ROF Pravasa Plots in Sector 88A give you a truly unique chance. With plot size ranging from 100-180 square yards, you would have all your options of independence when it comes to your future home—either a triplex, duplex, or independent villa. The plots form a part of a gated society with pre laid infrastructure such as internal roads, electricity wires, water supply pipes, and drainage.

World Class Facilities for Enriched Living:-

The ROF Pravasa has been conceptualized not only as a housing society but as a self contained way of life. Here's what the residents will get to experience:

Clubhouse with indoor games, reading lounge and event space

Landscaped Gardens for early morning walks and evening relaxation

Fitness Center with latest equipment

Kids Play Area and sports courts outdoors

CCTV and trained security guards – 24x7 Security

Power Back up and Water Supply – continuous supply

Rainwater Harvesting and Sewage Treatment – for sustainability

Retail spaces within the community available for daily goods

The developer has emphasized green living with sufficient green space, low population density, and green features.

Investment Opportunities: Why ROF Pravasa is a Wise Investment

Whether your home is your first or a property investment, ROF Pravasa Gurgaon is the whole package:

Potential for Price Appreciation: As infrastructure like Dwarka Expressway, Gurgaon Metro, and Northern Peripheral Road nears completion, prices of properties in New Gurgaon are going to see a huge boom in the times to come. Early investors like those entering into such projects as ROF Pravasa are going to see mind boggling capital appreciation in the future years.

Rental Income Opportunity: As offices move to Cyber City 2, IMT Manesar, and sector 83 95 commercial belts, the need for good quality rental housing is on the rise. ROF Pravasa's low rise builder floors with functional layouts and community amenities are perfect for expats and professionals.

Government Backed Growth: Sector 88A comes under the Master Plan 2031 of the GMDA Haryana Government, which envisions extensive development along road, drainage, green belts, and civic infrastructure. This adds more credibility and security to your investment.

Who Can Buy at ROF Pravasa?

This project is most suitable for:

End users seeking peaceful, well connected family residences

Professionals residing in Gurgaon, Manesar, or Delhi NCR

NRIs seeking rental returns and long term asset appreciation

Low maintenance, high demand investors

Self construction by custom home builders on their own lands

RERA and Legal Status:-

RERA Registered – Legal protection and transparency

HUDA and GMDA Approved

Bank Loans Available from leading banks and NBFCs

The homebuyers can invest with confidence that the project is in compliance with all statutory and safety regulations.

Conclusion:-

In a world of high rise apartments and over populated living, ROF Pravasa Floors Gurgaon introduces a much needed relief low rise living with high rise advantages. With all the luxuries of the modern world, a green surroundings, good connectivity, and flexible choice between builder floors and plots, it's a project that has something to offer to everyone. If you’re searching for a smart, sustainable, and stylish home in the heart of Gurugram, ROF Pravasa Sector 88A should be at the top of your list.

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Your 3 BHK Flat Interior Planning Checklist for New Homeowners

Moving into your new 3 BHK is an exciting milestone — congratulations! Now comes the fun (and sometimes overwhelming) part: turning your house into a home. A smart interior planning checklist can help you avoid common mistakes and create a space that’s beautiful, practical, and completely “you.”

Here’s a guide to setting up your dream 3 BHK with ease.

Start by Understanding Your Lifestyle

Before diving into colours and furniture shopping, think about how you and your family live. Each room should fit your routine, not just look good.

Example planning:

Bedroom 1 — Master suite

Bedroom 2 — Guest room + workspace

Bedroom 3 — Kids’ room or future nursery

Hall — Living + dining zone

Kitchen — Modular with smart storage solutions

When your interior designs match your lifestyle, your home feels naturally comfortable.

Set a Budget (and Stick to It)

3 BHK interior designs can range from simple to luxurious, so setting a clear budget is crucial. Think of it in layers — what you need immediately versus what can be upgraded later.

Include:

Carpentry (wardrobes, modular kitchen)

Flooring, painting, and ceilings

Furniture, appliances, and lighting

Decor and soft furnishings

Labour, transport, and taxes

Always add a 10% buffer for unexpected costs. If you’re unsure about quotes, trust professionals like Atlas Interiors who offer transparent pricing and flexible solutions.

Finalise the Layout and Measurements

Accurate measurements save you from buying oversized furniture or awkward fittings.

Checklist:

Measure each room’s length, width, and height

Note door, window, and switch placements

Identify columns, beams, or niches

Plan furniture layouts accordingly

A good layout ensures your 3 BHK feels open, breathable, and functional.

Choose a Style That Reflects You

Pick an interior style to give your home a cohesive look. Love simplicity and clean lines? Scandinavian style might be perfect for you. Prefer something bold and rich? Traditional themes could be your path.

Tips:

Save reference images or Pinterest boards

Choose a base colour (like beige, white, or grey)

Select 2–3 accent colours for contrast

Stick to a material palette — wood, metals, fabrics

Consistency across your rooms creates a polished, harmonious flow.

Shop Smart for Furniture

When furnishing your 3 BHK, balance beauty with functionality. Modular furniture options are smart choices, especially for growing families.

Furniture tips:

Prioritise sturdy beds, ergonomic chairs, and spacious wardrobes

Opt for hidden or vertical storage

Avoid bulky items in smaller rooms

Test comfort before buying — looks aren’t everything!

Plan Electricals, Lighting, and Ceilings Early

Once your layout is clear, plan your switchboards, lights, and any false ceiling designs. Poorly planned electricals can cause major headaches later.

Focus on:

Practical switch and socket placements

Ambient, task, and accent lighting layers

False ceilings to hide wiring without lowering the room height too much

The right lighting setup can completely transform your home’s vibe.

Build a Functional Kitchen and Wardrobes

A modular kitchen and well-designed wardrobes make everyday life smoother. Plan deep drawers, appliance zones, and easy-to-clean materials for your kitchen. In bedrooms, sliding wardrobes save space and internal organisers boost storage efficiency.

Add Life with Furnishings and Natural Light

Soft furnishings like rugs, curtains, and cushions add warmth. Stick to easy-care fabrics if you have pets or kids. Let natural light flow freely with sheer curtains, and use mirrors to reflect brightness. Scandinavian style interiors especially benefit from light, airy designs with natural textures.

Indoor plants are another great way to freshen up your interiors!

Conclusion

Designing your dream 3 BHK is a journey — enjoy the process! Whether you love clean Scandinavian style or vibrant traditional interiors, smart planning will make the journey smoother.

And if you need expert guidance to bring your vision to life, Atlas Interiors is here to help you design a home that’s stylish, functional, and uniquely yours.

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Open Up Your Home with Bi Fold Doors: The Ultimate Guide to Style and Functionality

In today’s home design, open-plan living, seamless indoor-outdoor transitions, and natural light are more than just trends—they’re must-haves. One of the most effective and stylish ways to achieve these design goals is by incorporating Bi fold doors. Whether you’re renovating a Queenslander, extending a beachside property, or building your dream home, bi fold doors offer a transformative solution for how your spaces feel and function.

From creating expansive openings that blur the lines between inside and out, to maximising airflow and increasing usable space, Bi fold doors bring both form and function to any property. In this article, we explore what makes bi fold doors such a popular choice in Australian homes, where they work best, and what to consider when selecting the right product for your lifestyle.

What Are Bi Fold Doors?

Bi fold doors, sometimes called folding sliding doors or concertina doors, consist of multiple hinged panels that fold and stack neatly to one or both sides of a doorway. Unlike traditional sliding doors that open halfway, bi folds open up an entire wall—perfect for entertaining, improving ventilation, or simply enjoying an uninterrupted view.

Bi fold door systems can include two to eight or more panels, and are available in a variety of materials like aluminium, timber, or uPVC. They can open inwards or outwards, and are typically installed along external walls leading to patios, decks, or gardens, though internal bi folds are increasingly popular for flexible room dividers.

For detailed technical and design options, the TKW Bi fold doors page offers insight into custom configurations tailored for Australian homes.

Benefits of Bi Fold Doors

The rising popularity of bi fold doors is no surprise once you understand the benefits they bring to both new and existing homes.

1. Maximised Natural Light

With fewer vertical frame interruptions than sliding or French doors, bi folds allow more natural light into your home, creating brighter, more inviting spaces throughout the day.

2. Indoor-Outdoor Living

Open up your dining room to a deck, or your living space to a pool area, in seconds. Bi fold doors create a fluid transition that’s ideal for Brisbane’s subtropical lifestyle or Melbourne’s sunny afternoons.

3. Flexible Openings

Whether you want just one panel open for airflow, or the entire system folded back for full access, bi folds provide flexibility unmatched by standard doors.

4. Space Efficiency

Because bi fold doors slide and stack to the side, they require no swing room, making them ideal for compact patios or balconies.

5. Modern Aesthetic Appeal

With clean lines and contemporary finishes, bi fold doors suit everything from minimalist builds to industrial lofts and coastal retreats.

6. Increased Property Value

Bi folds can instantly add a wow factor that appeals to buyers and appraisers alike, particularly in high-end or lifestyle-focused suburbs.

Where Do Bi Fold Doors Work Best?

Bi fold doors are most often used externally, but they’re also gaining popularity indoors. Here are a few ideal locations:

Living rooms to patios or decks: Perfect for entertainers or families.

Kitchens to alfresco dining: Bring the barbecue inside without smoke.

Poolside entries: Seamless access for summer lounging.

Internal room dividers: Open up or close off a media room or home office with ease.

If you’re looking for ideas to blend your outdoor and indoor zones, this article on Vocal Media shares smart ways to create year-round outdoor living spaces using design elements like bi fold doors and covered pergolas.

Materials and Finishes: Choosing the Right Bi Fold Doors

Depending on your style and practical needs, you can select from a range of materials and finishes:

Aluminium

Lightweight, strong, and low maintenance. Great for large openings and modern homes. Powder-coated options offer custom colours.

Timber

Warm, natural finish ideal for heritage or traditional homes. Requires maintenance (oiling or painting) but offers excellent aesthetics.

uPVC

Cost-effective and energy-efficient. Best for smaller installations and budget-conscious projects.

Regardless of the material, make sure your doors feature high-quality rollers, multi-point locking for security, and weather sealing to protect against the elements.

Bi Fold vs Sliding vs French Doors

Here’s a quick comparison to help you weigh your options:

While all have their place, bi fold doors offer the widest and most versatile opening, making them the top choice for those prioritising lifestyle, openness, and modern appeal.

Installation Tips and Considerations

Installing bi fold doors is a job best left to professionals to ensure proper alignment, water resistance, and functionality. Before installation, consider:

Header support: Bi folds require a structurally sound lintel to handle the weight.

Drainage: Ensure water runoff is managed to prevent pooling near the track.

Access door: Some systems include a single door that can operate independently for quick access.

Threshold options: Choose between a weather-proof rebated sill or a flush threshold for seamless indoor-outdoor flow.

If you’re building new or renovating and considering how bi fold doors fit into your floor plan, this piece on Vocal Media outlines design features that elevate property value and liveability—including strategic use of large openings.

Maintenance and Durability

Keeping your bi fold doors in great condition is relatively simple:

Clean tracks regularly to remove leaves, dust, and debris.

Wipe down glass with mild detergent and a soft cloth to maintain clarity.

Lubricate rollers and hinges annually for smooth movement.

Check seals and weatherstrips periodically to maintain insulation and resistance to moisture.

High-quality systems, like those offered by TKW Bi fold doors, are built for longevity with durable finishes, weather-resistant components, and smooth-glide hardware.

Final Thoughts

Incorporating Bi fold doors into your home design is one of the most effective ways to add visual appeal, enhance functionality, and improve the overall liveability of your space. Whether you're creating a seamless indoor-outdoor connection, bringing more light into your home, or simply upgrading your property's style, bi fold doors offer unmatched flexibility and elegance.

By choosing a reputable provider like TKW Bi fold doors, you ensure not just aesthetic excellence but structural integrity and long-term value. With the right material, finish, and installation, your new bi fold doors will serve as the heart of your home’s lifestyle for years to come.