#floor vent covers

[ventiques2011]

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[horrorgirlreads]

Let day 2 of being overstimulated and irritable af because there's work being done in my house commence

[mortellanarts]

2023 go bye bye

[ejsuperstar]

You ever have a genuine human connection where you feel fully safe to be vulnerable, and that you're not dragging another person down with how you feel, just to wake up crying and realising it was just a dream.

I've been awake for like 10+ minutes and I still feel like crying

[venacoeurva]

One of our cats rediscovered a cooling blanket I have and now it’s a war of her laying on it before I can at bed and her laying on ME when I have it and defeating the point

[lemonnbug]

I know I should do something about the vine creeping up the window outside, but she's so pretty 🥺

[nightfallsystem]

anyway i dshould proabbly draw <- guy who is still injured

[ironvent]

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[rip-a-bear-without-gender]

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[ventiques2011]

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[nomaishuttle]

the thing is any other job id be immediately like ok no youre paying me 16 hiring new pol for 18 dont believw in raises make us do WAY more work than other jobs that r paying 18 were constantly understaffed no go kys. but the thing is everybody in housekeeping is genuinely great people like theyve been so sweet and also daj is my bff rn ... i cant work away from her bonded pair do not seperate 😭😭

[mariasont]

My Boss Won't Be Happy About This - A.H

a/n: back to bimbo brain rot!!!! inspired by the first season that one episode (you know the one) where hotch is all macho man with elle in jamaica

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pairings: aaron hotchner x bimbo!assistant!reader

summary: you’re wrongfully arrested and hotch is not happy about it

warnings: creepy officer, inaccuracies of how law enforcement works, hotch being sexy

wc: 1.3k

"Listen I'm not the type of girl to tell someone how to do their job, but I just don't think you're doing it right."

You were speaking to an empty room, or at least, you were speaking to the mirror in front of you. It's the kind of mirror you had seen in countless interrogation scenes, the kind you usually image Hotch standing behind. You let your gaze linger, wondering if eyes are studying you from the other side, listening to your monologue.

"Well, that, and I also just don't think it's very nice." Your brand spanking new heels were tapping against the dirty floor. 

You weren't happy about that. You weren't happy about any of this. Your feet ache, but the fear of the germs lurking on the floor paralyzes any thoughts of relief by removing your shoes.

"And hey, shouldn't I get a phone call? That's a rule, I think," you mumble, lips turning downward in an unusual frown. It seems like the right time for it. "My boss is not going to take this well. I mean, he's got this look, you know? The kind that makes you want to apologize for things you didn't even do."

You conjured up his daunting expression and released a jittery laugh, all while striving to disregard the biting cold blasting from the AC vent, which seemed determine to freeze you into place. 

You were seriously out of your element, not just in surroundings but in dress--so form-fitting it left very little to the imagination. It seemed to be a good idea for a date. That was before you realized said date would be a complete disaster. Now, it felt like a trap. It had been a spectacle for a man unworthy of the effort, and as you sat in this rigid chair, you found yourself tugging at the hem every other moment, a futile attempt to preserve some semblance of modesty.

"So, when he hears about this little error... Well, let's just say I wouldn't want to be in your shoes." Six hours had passed in this dreary space, and you could feel your sanity fraying at the edges. You muttered, half to yourself, "Not that they're as cute as mine, but you get the point."

The door hinge's creak made you sit bolt upright, a silent supplication for Hotch's rescue echoing through your mind. But today, it seemed, the gods were indifferent. The officer who had arrested you stepped in.

"Having fun talking to yourself?"

You flashed your sweetest smile. "Oh, tons! But I'd have much more fun if you'd uncuff me."

He said nothing, folding his arms over his chest as he dragged his gaze up and down your body in a way that made your skin prickle in discomfort. You attempted to dispel the creeping dread, but it stubbornly lingered.

You did what you could to cover up, despite the awkward angle of your arms. "Listen, this is all just a big mistake. I work for the FBI," you insisted, though it was clear the officer's attention was fixated on your tits rather than your words. "Well, I mean, I'm an assistant for the unit chief of the BAU unit. You've heard of Aaron Hotchner, haven't you?"

The officer's mouth closed without a word, as the door was thrust open yet again, and this time, your heart leapt in recognition. Your knight in shining armor with a lethal expression.

His eyes instantly zeroed in on the officer with a look that could curdle blood, and you couldn't help but feel a sense of relief that you weren't the object of his anger. He approached you wordlessly, his every motion precise and determined.

He carefully shed his jacket, a gesture he seldom made, and draped it across your shoulders. The fleeting caress of his hand against your skin was enough to make you lean into his touch. You let out a breath that you had been unconsciously holding back. 

You watched as Hotch turned, his voice a low, steady force, his words carefully chosen and tinged with an unsettling peace. "Officer," he began, the title spoken almost as warning. "I believe there has been a grave misunderstanding. This woman is not only an esteemed member of the FBI, but she is also under my direct supervision."

He stepped closer, encroaching on the officer's personal space. You watched, almost in slow motion, as the officer's expression morphed into one of sheer terror, his earlier confidence dissolving like sugar in hot tea.

"Six hours," he continued, his voice never rising yet somehow it took up all the space in the confined room. "Six hours of unwarranted detention, without due process. I expect her immediate release. And make no mistake, this lapse in judgment will have its ramifications."

The officer was mute, his fingers clumsily unlocking the handcuffs, his movements hurried, his hands trembling. A twinge of pity flickered within you, but it was quickly overshadowed by the memory of considering the table as a makeshift blanket.

The moment the metal clicked open; you wasted no time. You flung your arms around Hotch, the pent relief and biting chill of the past few hours pouring out of you. You were desperate for warmth, specifically his warmth.

He stiffened, caught off guard by your actions. You feel the anger radiating through him, practically pulsing through his skin. As you clung to him, you felt the draft on your legs as your dress slid up, and without missing a beat Hotch's hand discreetly adjusted the fabric, all while keeping his eyes locked on the officer, a silent warning in his gaze.

Once he was certain you were decently covered, he allowed himself to draw him into his arms. One arm secured around your waist, the other weaving through your hair. You were cold. It renewed another tide of rage through his bloodstream.

With the officer's departure, the room's oppressive atmosphere lightened a touch, leaving you still latched onto your boss.

"Oh, sir, you wouldn't believe it," you started, his hands tracing up your spine and sparking a trail of goosebumps that had nothing to do with the chill. "They kept asking me about a heist, as if I'd know anything about that! And then they show me this picture, and I mean, sure, she had my hair, but that's about it."

You rambled on, and he let you, the absurdity of the situation pouring out in a stream of consciousness. Hotch's hold on you tightened. You could sense the coiled tension in him, a tempest of anger held a bay.

"And the room, it was so cold! I mean, I'm sure you can tell. My teeth were chattering, and all I could think of was how I'd rather be filing your paperwork or listening to Reid's factoids about the quantum mechanics of coffee beans."

You felt Hotch's breath on your hair as he let out a sigh. 

"I'm just glad you're here now," you whispered, finally allowing yourself to relax in his embrace.

Hotch gave a curt nod, his jaw set. He was itching to confront the officer, to unleash a tirade not meant for your ears. But he was well aware of how much you needed him right now, and that trumped everything in his book.

Hotch took a moment to compose himself before speaking. "This isn't just incompetence; it's negligence. I will have this place reevaluated for its standards, or lack thereof."

You took a step back, hands still resting on his arms, and he maintained his grip on your waist. "I bet this is the last time you'll let me go on a date without a full background check on the guy, huh, sir?"

Hotch's hold on your waist firmed just a fraction. "Maybe it's the last time I let you go on a date, period."

He was only half-joking.

"Not even with you?" You tilted your head to meet his gaze, drawing his jacket closer around you.

Hotch just simply gives you that look, the one that says a thousand words without a sound. He's telling you to tread lightly.

"Alright, I'll be good," you giggle, the tension easing from your shoulders. "Can you take me home now, please?"

He nods, "Yeah, let's get you home."

And then he leads you out, thinking to himself that the next person to take you out will be him, but that's for him to know and you to find out later.

taglist: @hotchhner @khxna

[phantom-does-a-thing]

All I got out of today was 6 hrs of work in a store with broken AC when it’s 101 degrees out, made incredibly uncomfortably by a weird customer and then to come home and find that my nephew drew all over my new comforter and painting with marker and messed up a ton of other stuff in my room. At least I got the hot smudged makeup because I’ve been crying since I got home.

[kappatea]

Industrial Home Bar Denver Inspiration for a mid-sized industrial single-wall home bar remodel with flat-panel cabinets, quartzite countertops, a brick backsplash, a gray floor, a gray backsplash, and medium-tone wood cabinets.

[simsisalem]

Vildskog Tiny Dining Custom Content

Base Game Compatible

9 objects in total

All LODS, low poly

Public Release: September 25, 2024

Download (Patreon Download)

Preview if you want to see more pictures and the palette.

What's in the set?

2 Dining Tables (1 is for three chairs, the other is for six)

1 Dining Chair

1 Bar table (it's essentially a floor shelf but it looks like those bar tables no?)

1 Radio

1 Wood Vent Cover

1 Shelf

1 Hanging Plant

1 Cereal Box

This set reminds me of my first released Plant Home set, except in this one was really handmade. Super proud of that by the way, it really shows how far I've advanced (?) in making CC. The reason of this is a thank you to 300 followers, it's very nice to experience the growth so thank you for supporting me and seeing me create better things.

I know it's a bit weird to have early access a week before the month ends, and eventually, I'll begin releasing earlier. It's just that life got busy in the beginning of the month but I'll try to prepare a bit better to release things at a reasonable time. I know most people don't read these little notes so I'll end it off here. Once again, thank you for the support, enjoy the set, and have a good day.

[catbui]

Living Room - Loft-Style Example of a mid-sized urban formal and loft-style living room with gray walls, a wall-mounted television, a medium tone wood floor, and no fireplace.