#home office inspired

[katarinastudies]

08/03/2024

last-minute studying & current home office setup

[iinryer]

i keep thinking about chris’s “i tried complaining once, it didn’t work” line and also how he’s super witty and funny and perceptive and also A Teenager and how that all would influence the way he navigates a world that isn’t always accessible to him…

just imagining post-ladder-truck-crush-injury buck and chris both using crutches while buck is still getting used to things suddenly being inaccessible to him and getting like, little zingers of insights and life lessons from his best friend’s kid while out and about. chris showing him how he gets up and down the tall curbs when a sidewalk is blocked off unexpectedly, and very loudly and often proclaiming his distain for the “fuck-you” steps (the 1-2 tiny steps at the front doors of houses and buildings that immediately make that entrance no longer accessible)

like buck researches a couple of easy activities for them to try while he’s is still healing and tired and is looking into the establishment’s accessibility accommodations, and hey! the place says on the website that they’re wheelchair friendly! that usually covers his and chris’s bases, so they should be good to go. but when they get there it turns out that, while there IS an accessible entrance with a “ramp”, it’s actually the cargo loading zone that’s literally on the other side of the building which would require them to walk a couple of extra blocks up and back down the street on the other side. obviously they can still get in, but buck feels awful because that’s not what he wanted out of his preparedness. chris just tells him “it’s okay, it happens a lot actually”, and buck is even MORE sad about it, but chris just conspiratorially adds “this is my favorite kind” and starts making his way towards the set of like, idk eight stairs at the front of this building. buck is obviously confused and looks at eddie who just shakes his head fondly, sighs and says “yeah, he does this sometimes” before encouraging buck to follow. when buck finally reaches chris, he’s balancing his crutches on the first stair and turns to buck to whisper “now we get to make them feel bad about it” and proceeds to very feebly, very slowly—and buck has seen chris rough and tumble and rocket his way through things that could (and do) trip him up, this is the most dramatic act of put-upon helplessness buck has EVER seen from this kid—make his way up the stairs. he even sticks his bottom lip out into a little pout for good measure. one of the staff sees them through the glass doors and comes out to tell them about the “ramp” in the back of the building, and before buck can even think of what to say in response, chris is just telling them, very sadly, that he “wouldn’t be able to walk that far without getting too tired 😔😔😔” and continues his hammed-up, sad, slow trek up the stairs while a very harried staff member kind of hovers, not knowing what to do.

buck has to bite his cheek to keep himself from laughing at chris’ act, and then again at the face the staff member makes when they catch sight of buck too, as he begins very dutifully following chris’s lead, eddie in their wake.

[latenightsushi]

Wow, November! The temperature already dropped in the city (Halloween curse 🎃), and now we’re well on our way to cozy season 🍵

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[cozy-farmhouse-home-decor]

Make your office a place you love to work in!

[peterfields]

[tea-tuesday]

travel tales: alvar aalto's house, helsinki, finland

[myeyes-seebeauty]

[rainintheevening]

Narnia, laughter

Peter (soldier, High King of Narnia), sat on the floor, draped in all the finery of strung popcorns, rather like a department store dummy, if there was one that kept trying to eat its clothes; Lucy kept slapping his hands down, scolding through her grin.

"Here, Pete," Edmund said, tossing one of the white puffs in his brother's direction, for Peter to catch in his mouth.

"Eustace," Susan sighed from the sofa, where she sat with another bowl, needle flashing as she worked quick and graceful. "Come and be useful, unlike these hooligans; there's a dear."

So this was what other people called Christmas, Eustace thought, coming shyly out into the warmth of their laughter, only for Edmund to pelt him with a handful of popcorn, as if it was so much snow.

[aestheticsof]

Dark Wood Furniture Design

[warmblanketwhump]

when A is feverish and has chills in an overly air-conditioned office during the summer, so they just sit and shiver at their desk, trying to keep warm by clutching a hot cup of tea in their frozen fingers.

their desk is right under the vent, so they keep a cardigan wrapped around their shoulders for warmth and to try and shield them from the bitterly cold draft. even so, they tremble from head to toe, teeth chattering so loudly that their next door desk mate can hear them.

they take their lunch break outside and sit in their sun-warmed car to thaw their chilled bones, but it only makes the office feel that much colder and more miserable when they have to come back inside.

after a while, their desk mate pops their head over the cubicle and begs A to just go home. A, who feels awful, promptly bursts into tears.

[quicktimeeventfull]

File With Confidence: a TurboTax/Wealthsimple Fic

Explicit 1.7k words Read on AO3 or Dreamwidth Is tax time getting you down? Do you need a little pick-me-up as you gather your T4s? Consider erotic tax filing platform fic. With tentacles! Normally the world was alight with the connections of Wealthsimple's customers, glowing threads that wove across the dark expanse like spidersilk, numerous enough to cast the whole galaxy in a hazy, comforting glow. But not tonight. Tonight the customers were gone and the nakedness of the dark was exposed, stretching endlessly in all directions. Tonight there was only it and TurboTax.

[aprils-cute-handcrafts]

Handmade needle felted miniature mouse friend! Be careful as this little mouse may nibble on your snacks!

Find more crafts on my Etsy store: AprilsCuteHandcrafts !

[latenightsushi]

Waiting for temperatures to drop so I can start pulling my fleece out 🍃

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[guinevereslancelot]

please do not judge a teacher for whatever corny shit they have on their desk or in their classroom/office or even their home. it was a gift