#modern privacy

[xcaetus]

Deck Uncovered Mid-sized trendy backyard deck photo with no cover

[typocode]

Deck Uncovered Mid-sized trendy backyard deck photo with no cover

[emiliaclarce]

Deck Uncovered Example of a mid-sized trendy backyard deck design with no cover

[outoftokenscast]

Deck - Uncovered Ideas for a mid-sized, open-air contemporary backyard deck renovation

[starrydiadems]

Toronto Contemporary Deck

[vintagehomecollection]

The Los Angeles House: Decoration and Design in America's 20th-Century City, 1995

[aestherin]

privacy

50: last laugh (finale)

NOTE -> oh my god i can't believe we're here 🥹 -> this chapter is set either months or years after the previous one, it's all up to you ^^

privacy — ayato x reader smau

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NOTES -> we've reached the end!! i finally ended my first ever work and series here on tumblr, and no one knows how thankful i am to all of you who read 'privacy' and sticked around 💗 i love you all, thank you so much! -> that one ayayn account had their own happy ending too ❤️ -> and yes ayato's still a flirt -> to celebrate, i finally added a banner for privacy in the masterlist HAHAHA after months help -> i'm also finally sharing with you guys the playlist i made for privacy, which i listen to whenever i write chapters for it hehe, click here for it!! -> also two other people made a playlist for this smau before, so let's acknowledge them and their playlists too!! @lady-elodie made this and @only-my-unexistent-fiances made this !! thank you again 🥹💞 -> be sure to stay tuned for my next smau (for scara, diff universe haha) if you're interested -> still feels surreal omg

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[bardnuts]

going as long as possible with Astarion as your only party member (and playing dark urge) is probably one of the funniest early-game experiences there is

Imagine: random chance frees you from 200 years of slavery and you team up with this random, extremely bad vibes stranger for "protection," except each of you is completely convinced the other might kill you in your sleep (one of you has horrifyingly worrying intrusive thoughts and the other has already pulled a knife at least once). You dont have 20 strength between you. You can barely protect each other but at least this random freak is SOMEONE and you need SOMEONE or Cazador will find you and grab you. So you attach yourself at the hip and try to ignore the way this strange amnesiac mutters "blood" to himself when he thinks you're not listening

and OK, you think, the other guy hasn't killed me yet and he definitely has had ample opportunity, but you're SO THIRSTY and neither of you have slept through the night yet because you're too busy keeping watch on one another, so maybe he's finally tired enough that you can just take a little bite while he's--oh shit

I spent three days like this. It was a delightful little interlude and everyone should try it

[tanked-up]

How this scene really went off

Ghost and Soap’s convo

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Ghost: I’d murder for a whiskey

Soap: You mean scotch

Ghost: I drink bourbon

Soap: Like a good ol’boy

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*The rest of the 141 hearing from the comms*

Gaz: You owe me five bucks Capt’n

Price: fucking idiots

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Meanwhile…

[llycaons]

fanfic authors will put the most monogamous man in fiction into sex clubs to fulfil whatever fantasies they think are hot won't they....

[ohlookitsthearkhamknight]

PLEASE PLEASE GO READ THIS IT WILL BREAK YOUR HEART AND WRAP IT UP ALL OVER AGAIN. THE WRITING IS AMAZING THE ART IS AMAZING AND ITS ONE OF THE FEW FICS THAT CAN GET ME CRYING BOTH SAD AND HAPPY TEARS

AND HERES PART TWO WITH EVEN MORE ART AND TEARS

[konigsblog]

How would Prince make sure domesticated!Reader wouldn’t leave during his deployments? Especially now that they have a son?

price knew you'd try to leave him whilst on deployment, so he made it clear that you wouldn't be able to leave him without punishment. the first time you'd attempted to flee him, he found you within the same few hours. leaving hard bruises around your wrists and ankles, ass cheeks red from his repetitive spanking.

but when you had your baby, something had to change. he could no longer lock you away, tie you to the bed and leave you there for days - because you had to feed your son. so instead, he isolated you away from your baby, handing over the little boy to his mother, leaving you with anxiety and worry for him. :((

when he came back, he showered you head to two in kisses. tender lips pressed all over your body, holding you soso gently and whispering about how much he loved and adored you, how he spent every waking moment thinking about you, about filling you with more babies. his cock twitching at the sight of you, multiple nights leaving him with blueballs or sticky fingers and so desperately wishing to be inside you. :(( his cock bullying it's way inside you, panties tore off your body.

[doctorbrown]

DOCTOBER '24 ⸺ 「 9 / 31 * BREAKTHROUGH 」

Walking through it hadn’t felt entirely real the first time Emmett had taken her to see the old house. Even though Clara could envision everything she had ever wanted, reach out and touch the near-tangible visions, as if human touch was all it would take to bring them to life as they walked from one dusty room to another, the pragmatist in her reminded her that this was only one set of possibilities. 

A potential future. One within reach, though nebulous, shifting and shimmering like an apparition.

But the more homes they viewed, the more she grew attached to this potential future, seeing nothing so bright and vibrant in any of the other houses. Oh, they could be happy in any of them, certainly, they’d done well with that already given their less than ideal living conditions for a growing family of four on the outskirts of Hill Valley—none of which were Emmett’s fault—but she had wanted more for her family and if they were going through all the trouble to uproot their lives to settle down in Emmett’s time, she refused to compromise.

Fortunately, having lived in the same cramped conditions for the last decade, Emmett was more than inclined to agree with her visions for their to-be home.

He’d done the best he could, improving their situation little-by-little with his knowledge of the future, but there was only so much that could be done when the builders and designers of her home clearly put little to no thought into the occupant and their convenience. 

Were she a woman of weaker constitution, it would have bothered her even more severely, however there was only so much that could be ignored as Jules and Verne continued growing at an alarming rate.

Both boys would surely take after their father.

This time, she would see to it that all the concerns that arose from their situation in the Nineteenth Century were properly addressed this time around. 

And then they found this house. Or, from what Emmett said, Marty had found this house and passed the information along. She would have to thank him properly for his invaluable help later.

For this house–!

Standing on the walkway, gazing up at their house—their house, Clara repeats in her mind, almost giddy with excitement—it feels surreal. The major step to making the move had just been completed and finalised and Emmett standing there, holding the keys and the paperwork to their new home, crowned in gold by the early afternoon sun, looks like a dream. 

Even with the exterior battered and beaten by the elements, it was clear that once, the two-story home had been a proud, beautiful building. Making it perfect would be a project, but the idea of complicated renovations did not sour her to the home in the slightest. The fact that they had all this space and then some–perhaps more than they needed for their modest family–well, she was still wrapping her head around it and the fact that they had all these futuristic amenities now to make their lives easier lent only to more and more possibilities. 

It was far away enough from the major populated areas to provide them peace and privacy, yet not so far that a trip into town would require proper planning and preparation and eat up a majority of the day. With the transportation available in this century–Clara was still growing accustomed to the sheer number of automobiles on the road in some of those areas and to her credit, she hadn't let out the same unladylike shriek she did the first time one of those things had roared at her–Emmett assured her that travel into town would take far less than the hour plus it took to return home on horseback. 

“We’ll never have to worry about space again,” Emmett says, smiling, and Clara finds herself drawn further into his orbit, hanging on her husband’s every word. “There’s plenty of space for you and me, for the boys—and when they eventually become teenagers and can’t stand the sight of one another for long, there’s more than enough room to put between them—and there will be space for Marty to stay.” 

He wraps his arm around Clara's waist. 

“The realtors assured me that everything is structurally sound, but I trust them about as far as I can throw them, so I’d like to double-check before we start settling in.”

Clara nods, finding sense in that. “So you'll be making a few trips here yourself in the meantime.”

“You and the boys are welcome to come, of course, but I figure it will get done quickly if the boys aren't distracted by all the new things happening around them. It would be good to expose them to life in this century slowly rather than shocking their systems by thrusting them into it, but that may be better a little further into the renovations. Let them explore the property on their own, the house once I’m absolutely certain they won’t stumble across any weak points and fall through, and get used to seeing things that are normal for this time, but the equivalent of magic a hundred years ago."

“You're right. And with Verne's penchant for trouble lately, I'd rather not run the risks. I know you said this was a quiet location without too much traffic, but God forbid he forgets about those–those—”

“Cars?” 

“Yes. Cars, thank you.”

“They'll just have to be patient. We’ll focus on their rooms first, set up ours and the majority of the home so it’s at least habitable, then focus our attention on the cosmetic things. I may enlist Marty's help with some of the cleaning if he's willing and able.” Emmett hums.

“We’ll need a place to store the Time Machine,” Clara says, leaning against Emmett’s arm. “I wouldn’t feel comfortable leaving it out in the open, even with your security measures in place.”

“No, the Train draws far too much attention and the last thing I need is somebody spotting it and poking around where they don’t belong. Remember, I'm not exactly Hill Valley's favourite citizen. I’ve been thinking about that since we settled on this house and I have a few ideas in mind.” 

Suddenly, Emmett snaps his fingers. “I’ll also need to construct a private study, one the boys and any of the friends they may invite over won’t be able to sneak into where we can keep some of the more sensitive”–dangerous, Clara’s mind supplies–“documents and experiments of mine. As for the lab…my childhood home saw my garage turned into a lab independent of the house and I think, for safety reasons, I’ll do the same here. The old barn, once fixed up, would make an excellent workspace.”

Clara’s eyebrows shoot up and she throws her husband a half-concerned, half-amused look.

“Not that I plan to be working on anything inherently dangerous or life-threatening,” he adds quickly underneath the weight of his wife’s stare. “But accidents do happen even when you’re being careful and I’ve been on the receiving end of more than a few of those over the years. I’d rather not take any unnecessary risks, especially not with you and the boys living there.”

“Of course not.”

[drac-kool-aid]

There is so much wrong with today's entries, in regards to just HOW much of a creep Drcaula is. This line though...

I have never noticed that he is directly quoting the letter of Mr. Hawkins. He was testing boundaries, and now he feels certain of where everything stands.

Even his wording "when your master, employer, what you will". Dracula isn't making a mistake, he's literally emphasizing Jonathan's role of subservience. And what am awful way to make reference to Mr. Hawkins when Jonathan regards him as a father-figure.

Dracula probably realized the close relationship and has no compunction using it to mess with Jonathan.

[aestherin]

privacy

31: champagne problems

NOTES: i love you all 😊🫶

privacy — ayato x reader smau

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NOTES-> yn opened twitter bc new year and awards ceremony -> also did anyone notice what yn was drinking HAHAHA -> losing my soul as we speak (i hate hurting them :"D) -> the pain i felt for the 2nd to the last pic </3 he was about to send it too 🥹

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[build-a-bastard]

I love that Neil Ellice is one of the most active on social media of the COD actors, yet we know literally nothing about him.

Age? Nope.

Height? Nope.

Sexuality? Nope.

What part of Scotland he's from? Nope.

If he has a partner? Nope.

He tricks us into thinking we know all about him with gym updates and Bobby pics, but really, he's the most secretive of them all