#house slipper

[vintagehomecollection]

Unmatched blue tones on a painted chair, slipper chair, and loveseat pillows lend the bedroom a casual air.

House Beautiful Color, 1993

[ducotte-real]

more uh. more uh brainrot um. erm um go read Doctor, the Problem's In My Chest please

[greenheartart]

Day 14 - Fierce

Some people dress up to look stylish. Stretch dresses up to inflict psychic damage.

[geopsych]

Orchid report, paphiopedilums. A vinicolor maudiae, a lovely big complex called Puna’s Greatness, and a chamberlainianum, also known as victoria-regina. I’m just a beginner and I have one paph that’s dying but over all I think I’m getting better at it.

[liesbeths-slippers]

Have a nice Sunday, my friends 😊

[heian-era-housewife]

Shiu Kong with bedhead. That's it.

That's the post.

[cutevintagetoys]

💖 Get it here: Knit Strawberry Slides

Use code “TUMBLR” for a discount!

[thedeluxedoll]

I want these

[delusions-of-glamour]

Laines London slippers with Christmas brooches ౨ৎ

[master-floof]

My bun friends are back to visit!

They sleep even more than I do, but they’re good company anyway.

They smell like my human's feet. And like some other mammals that I can't identify. Oh well! They snuggle like buns.

[takamikeigofan]

Look at my new grippers dawg

ANYWAYS ILY HAWKS

[lulublack90]

Prompt 25 - Explore

@jegulus-microfic August 25, Word count 714

CW - Little bit NSFW

Previous part First Wolfstar part

James was waiting for him on his bed when Regulus wandered through from his shower, dripping hair, bare-chested with a soft fluffy towel wrapped firmly around his waist as he searched for the pyjamas he’d worn last time. 

James let out a pained groan and Regulus’s eyes snapped up, concerned. But what he saw made his mouth go dry. James’s bottom lip was trapped between his teeth, his usually warm hazel eyes blotted out by the dark blackness of his pupils. Regulus gulped. James didn’t move though. He watched Regulus with a hunger that no one had ever looked at him with, but he stayed exactly where he was. His gaze flickered down to Regulus’s thin chest before returning to his eyes. 

Regulus took a tentative step forward. He had no idea what he was doing, and before he knew it, he was perched on James’s lap and James’s arms were wrapping around him greedily, his eyes running up and down Regulus’s body. 

He held James’s face in his hands and tilted his head so they were looking at each other again. He was nervous and didn’t know what to do now he was there. James’s face softened as if he could tell what was going through Regulus’s mind. James moved his arm under Regulus’s legs and lifted him into the air before turning them both towards the bed. 

“James, I,” Regulus stammered. 

“I’m just going to lie you down, love, that’s all, I promise,” And that’s exactly what he did. He ever so gently placed Regulus on the mattress and lifted the duvet to cover him before joining him on top of the covers. He waited patiently for Regulus to make the first move. 

Regulus extracted his hand from the duvet where it was trapped and stretched his fingers out to unbutton James's shirt. His fingers itching to touch James’s broad chest. He gasped at the heat emitting off James’s skin, like the sun he thought, and let his fingers explore in a way they hadn’t before, skimming across every dip and flat plane of James’s chest. They moved to his muscled arms. James flexed a bit, so Regulus could better feel the hard muscle beneath. His breathing was so shallow that he soon became out of breath as he took in the piece of art before him. “James,” He said before a loud pop filled the room. 

“Do not tell Flitsy that you are sleeping! Flitsy just made you a wonderful dinner. Up, up now. Does Flitsy need to get the spoon, Master James?” Flitsy complained, stamping her little foot. James groaned and rolled away from Regulus.

“No, Flitsy, we’ll be down in a second.” He replied with a sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose. 

“You’d better or else it’s going to get cold,” She snapped her fingers together and popped back out of the room. 

“Does she ever knock?” Regulus grumbled. He’d been quite enjoying the touching James was allowing him to do. 

“No, she comes and goes as she pleases,” James chuckled fondly. 

“Well, can’t you get her to stop coming in here at least,” Regulus grumbled from his spot on the bed. 

“I could,” James grinned mischievously at him, “But then I’d never know when food was ready,” He jumped up off the bed and pulled open the bottom drawer of his dresser. He dug around it for a second before pulling out a fresh pair of pyjamas. He threw them at Regulus along with a fluffy dressing gown off the back of the bedroom door and a pair of bunny slippers from the corner. Regulus pulled a face at the bunny slippers. “A gift from Remus, he thought they were funny. They’re actually really warm and comfy,” James told him before he left Regulus to get changed, closing the door behind him. 

Regulus quickly pulled the pyjamas on and tied the gown around himself. He picked up the slippers and glared at them. But as there was no one around, he slipped his cold feet into them and moaned. It was like stepping into a cloud. They were ridiculously soft and already his toes felt toastie warm. He walked across the room and went to find James, the bunny’s floppy ears bouncing with each step he took. 

Next part

[geopsych]

I bought this plant a year ago, a hybrid of two very different slipper orchids. Flowers of this hybrid vary a lot and aren’t always even nice to look at. It’s preparing to bloom now and the suspense is building!

[liesbeths-slippers]

Wish you all a nice weekend, my friends 😊

[vintagegirl01]

Lizards and Pumpkins

AU Young Leto Atreides x fem reader

Summary: A ball is being held in the hopes that Leto Atreides will find an eligible maiden to marry as he is expected to become the next Duke of Caladan.

*This storyline will be similar to Disney’s Live Action Cinderella (2015). There the dress you will be wearing is like that one.

Author's note: This is my first fanfic ever. Therefore, please be kind about any feedback you all may have. Other than that, enjoy and let’s see where it goes from here.

When you get to the bottom of the steps, you notice the man from the forest you met a while back walking towards you. However, you had know idea he was the Leto Atreides of Caladan. You had been told that he was an apprentice in training but you had no idea you were speaking to the next Duke in line.

At this moment, you two are face to face with each other.

“It's you, isn't it?” Leto asks.

“Just so. Your grace…”, you respond and curtsy to him.

“If I may... that is... it would give me the greatest pleasure, if you would do me the honor of letting me lead you through this... the first…”, Leto struggles to say what’s on his mind due to being in a daze by your beauty.

“Dance?” You ask, smiling sweetly at him.

“Yes, dance. That's it.” He finally gets out.

While you and Leto start dancing, you notice the people surrounding you both.

You whisper to him, “They're all looking at you.”

At that statement, Leto smiles and says, “Believe me, they're all looking at you.”

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Leto pushes you gently on the swing in the secluded garden he shows you as you both carry on having meaningful chats.

A clink is heard, and you realize your slipper is off your foot. Upon noticing this, Leto stops pressing you, gets on her knees, and places the slipper on your foot.

With awe, he asks, "It's made of glass?"

"Why not?" you ask him, grinning.

Then, as though he wants to kiss you, he leans in close. "Will you please tell me your true identity?"

After giving it some thought, you say, "If I do, I think everything might be different."

Leto says, "I don't understand," with a perplexed expression. “At least, could you tell me your name?”

Just as you prepare to inform Leto, the clock chimes 11:59. That's when you recall what the fairy godmother said. You say as you turn to face Leto. "I must go now. It is difficult to describe. Pumpkins, lizards, and other things. You tell him you'll never forget it and thank him again for a fantastic night.

Leto murmurs, "Lizards and Pumpkins," as he watches you dash out of the garden. With a smile, he chooses to follow you.

One of your glass slippers slips on the palace steps as you walk to your carriage. Even if at first you want to pick up, you change your mind as you notice Leto approach you and climb inside the carriage.

When the carriage pulls out of the palace, you see Leto stoop to retrieve your slipper. You grin as you recall the amazing evening you spent with Leto. Despite your feeling that this is the final time you will ever see him.

You have no idea that Leto is planning to locate you. In one kind or another.

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[dnsknr]

Here, have a sleepy, domestic, guy pile.

Space is hard. Proportions are hard. Why do I do this to myself.