#open your mind when it comes to interior design if it's beautiful put it on the wall!!!

[wurmwizzard]

reworked the artwall yesterday ..I NEED MORE ART !!

[satzumosupremacy]

Elite Bodyguard Series:

Pt.5

Give And Take

Male reader x Yuna 2.3k Words

Tags: Smut, Virgin Yuna

“I told you to drop the honorifics last time, Yuna.”

The elevator dings and both of you come out.

“No, sir,” Yuna said laughing.

The day only started, and Yuna was going to be an exhausting client since her manager left early. Never in your life have you imagined working another part-time job as her manager for a day. But it was straightforward work.

“Okay, Miss. Where are we going?”

If Yuna wanted to joke around—no matter how much you’ve seen her in the building many times—you'd play along with her games. You’ve seen how she is on camera, unusually being somewhat sexual in a way. But you never had a thought of taking off her clothes or even hooking up with Yuna.

“The thrift store in Gangnam,” Yuna replied as she gives you the address. You drive to the thrift store and get inside with Yuna. She checks out the bright clothes as you follow behind her. She takes a shirt and puts it in front of her to get your opinion. “How do I look?"

“Beautiful.”

“Be honest, Sir.”

“Beautiful, Yuna.” You said it again, repeating and being straightforward. 

She holds onto the shirt; you gently take it from her to hold so she can shop freely. You follow and look at Yuna shop for another hour before getting tired. She goes into the fitting room, and you sit down to relax after her shopping spree. “How do I look, sir?" Yuna came out of the fitting room.

“You’re beautiful, Yuna.” She smiles and goes back to change into a different outfit. She comes out again, and you compliment her until all her clothes are shown to you, repeating all her other outfits. It was already exhausting enough to get you tired. Meanwhile, Yuna was full of energy. 

“You’re tired; let’s go to the checkout.” Yuna grabs your hands, and you get up, walking behind her. The worker scans all the clothes and puts them in a bag. You carry the bags out of respect for her. “Can I be with you for today, sir?” 

“What do you mean?” You said as she walks alongside you to the car and get inside.

“I don’t want to go back to the dorm.”

“So you rather go home with me?”

“I can ask Yeji and her manager to get me later if that’s okay, sir.”

“I don’t mind sending you but I guess.”

During the drive home, she became very touchy about your car until she reached for your thighs. 

“Yuna, careful where you put your hands.”

“May I ask for something?” And there’s a slight pause that Yuna was hesitant about: “Oppa, I know what’s been happening with you and Twice. Maybe you could give me something and take something from me; give and take?”

“I’m sorry, Yuna. I can’t.”

She heard you and looked out the window. Upon getting to your house, Yuna is surprised to see a house like yours. Although you call it a house, it’s a villa on paper. You open the gate and get into the garage as she sees your Porsche. “Wow, you’re rich."

“You probably earn more than me, Yuna.”

“I don’t even have a license or a house,” she pouts.

“You’ll get there, Yuna.”

You both get out the car and she follows you inside. “Wow, the interior design is amazing,” Yuna complimented.

“Thanks.” You put your keys on the hanger and walk her to the living room. “You can explore the house. I’ll rest for a bit on the couch; wake me up if you need anything."

Yuna nods and explores your house. You close your eyes, quickly falling asleep right after a tiring day. Yuna comes back after some time. She slowly undresses you and makes you feel her presence with your closed eyes. “Yuna, why are you doing this?"

“I want to see what Jihyo and them are having.”

“Yuna.” You get up and grab her hands. She becomes surprised at your aggression. But maybe it was what Yuna wanted.

“Oppa…” She said hesitantly with a whiny tone.

“So you’re calling me Oppa when it doesn’t go your way?”

“You don’t want to fuck? Am I not pretty enough?”

“You’re pretty, but….”

And she cuts you off, “Oppa. Please, just once.” Yuna is already rubbing your bulge to turn you on. “Take my virginity. You won’t regret it.”

As Yuna looks at you with puppy eyes, she stands up and strips naked just for you to see her figure. “Yuna….”

“Can’t take your eyes off my hips, can’t you?"

You gulped, hating the fact that she was seducing you straightforwardly. Yuna’s body was worth the stare; even her hourglass figure got you turned on. The room became silent for a split second as she smirked at you for checking her out. However, Yuna turns around, knowing you’re not going to take your eyes off. And you didn’t.

“Touch me if you want, Oppa." Yuna comes closer to you and her midriff was right in your face, just waiting for you to put your lips on it.

“Just for today, Yuna. Just for today.”

“That’s all I came here for; maybe next time if I ever need you again? I’m not sharing you with Itzy, though.” 

You look up at Yuna, "I'm not sure about next time, but that’s greedy of you, Yuna."

“You’re hot, Oppa. Just looking at your muscular arms, turn me on.” It sounded like she wanted to see more, and you took off your shirt just for her to be left speechless. Yuna couldn’t say anything but hesitantly reached for your chest for a feel. Her gulps could tell you how much she’s hungry.

You glanced back at Yuna, her face all glowing red, to see a man naked in front of her. However, Yuna couldn’t stop gulping. “You’ve never seen a body like this or what?”

Like you expected an answer from her as she felt every bump and muscle. Yuna couldn’t keep her eyes off your body. You grabbed her arm, which startled her. “Yuna, you’re so hungry. Is this why you’re always like this on camera?"

The slight aggression you showed was only a testimony to see if she wanted to fuck.

“Can you please give it to me? I want to know how it feels.”

“You want me to lead you, Yuna? You should have a good first time.”

“That’s considerate of you, Oppa,” she nodded, and you got up to guide her down on the couch. 

“It’s going to hurt a bit. But you’ll get used to it,” you assured her. Yuna stares at you with a tense look, happy at the same time that you’re the one she wanted. You slowly insert your cock into Yuna the slowest way possible to not hurt her. No lubricant was needed; she was already wet from how much she was turned on. Her moans got more erotic the more you’re deeper inside. You trace her body, feeling the curves of her hips. “Tell me if you need me to stop, Yuna.” 

“No. It feels so..” And her mouth opens slowly with each thrust you give her. You kiss her neck to her soft lips. It’s the new sensations that Yuna was experiencing—a cock right inside her. 

“Fuck, Yuna. You’re fucking tight.”

She couldn’t respond but grip the side of your shoulders with her forehead against your collarbone. Yuna’s breath becomes heavy, and her moans get even louder, squealing hesitantly. She starts messily kissing you, tumbling and losing grip as she gets penetrated. 

You pick up the pace slowly, and she’s taking it with a clenched teeth while you watch her body language cautiously. Yuna closes her eyes, only holding your shoulders with a tightened grip. 

Of course, someone would be very lucky to even see her naked, but that very someone was you that Yuna was praying for, and you’re taking her virginity. Her walls are tight; it’s her first time. But it was problematic to you that your cock throbs with each stroke. 

You guide her to the side as she follows everything you do, handing you her trust.

“Don’t spread your legs, Yuna.” It was a bad call from you, as her walls were tighter without her legs being spread. You were confident that you wouldn’t cum early. 

Her body was at a ninety-degree angle, and she couldn’t stare at you for even a second. Yuna’s in paradise—a feeling that she never had until today. Only her moans went from cute to more seductive, then erotic, as she whimpered with heavy breaths. You’re also checking up on her; there's no way you would hurt an inexperienced woman. And you fall closer to her with both your hands to the side, thrusting deeper yet slow enough for her comfort. 

It remains quiet, apart from your soft groans and her moans. Yuna starts to hug your back, just grabbing anything she can while squirming. You glide your hands down to her clit with a grin and rubbed in circles slowly. No doubt, her moans did get more erotic while her body got tense.

“How do you feel, Yuna?” You said, grunting quietly right after.

Yet, you don’t expect an answer from her at all, although you weren’t rough on Yuna. If she was more experienced, you wouldn’t go easy on her. You grab onto her tits and slowly massage them for your pleasure. 

“Oppa,” Yuna moaned. “I think I’m going to…"

It was too late for her to tell you, and Yuna screams as she starts cumming and squirming while holding your arms tight. Her pussy hugs onto your cock tighter as you could only thrust. 

Not only was this her first sex experience, it was your first time taking someone of an idol’s virginity—to your knowledge, and you’re glad to take Yuna’s—without a doubt. 

“Yuna,” you said in a worried tone. And to your surprise, your cock was pulsating, cumming right inside of Yuna. She felt how warm and how much you came inside her. 

To her surprise and yours, talking about where to finish wasn’t brought up, but she didn’t mind where, as you look at her. 

“Oppa….thanks.”

“Don’t run your mouth to your members now. Otherwise, I will have them here without you knowing also,” you threatened Yuna playfully.

“I’ll keep my mouth shut, Oppa.”

“If you are, there is something you still need to finish, and keep shut for several minutes.” You pull out of Yuna. "Show me how you can use your mouth." 

“Don’t judge me.” Yuna gets on her knees in front of you.

“Just for practice, Yuna. It would help someday.”

“Apart from being a bodyguard, you’re pretty kind. But you’re much colder when working.” Yuna starts to kiss your cock and looks at you to see if your pleased enough.

“Yuna, I’m not judging you. Be confident.”

She doesn’t answer and wraps her mouth around your cock, bobbing slowly while choking halfway. The assurance you gave Yuna only gave her more confidence; she bobbed her head faster and slower when she needed to breathe. 

Although it’s her first time, it wasn’t that bad—rather surprised that Yuna kept on sucking you off with no more guidance. You grunt softly, just holding her hair in a ponytail. The slight chokes she made going deeper turned you on.

Not like you wanted to fuck Yuna from the start, but she’s a beauty, as you only appreciate her facial features: Yuna’s hair, cheeks swollen with your cock, the feel of her mouth and throat, and the way she’s holding your cock while sucking you off.

You were damn glad you didn’t turn her down. It didn't take long to caress her cheeks and gently brush through her hair.

“Yuna. I want to cum on your face.”

She pulls off with heavy breaths, her chest pumping for air while looking at you desperately. “Whatever you like, Oppa. I can’t describe the taste, but I want to keep sucking on it.” 

It wasn’t long after she said that and starts sucking you off more sloppy. You couldn’t hold back but grunt—a natural she is. Her hair brushes along your thighs with every bob Yuna makes.

From the very moment you met her months ago to how she’s naked right in your house today, it was surprising. All the time, she’s sexual in the most natural way, now doing what cameras won’t even see, and she’s here, sucking you off after spreading her legs for you.

Minutes went by, and your cock was pulsating and throbbing. Yuna could only assume what she was getting on her face and pulls off with webs of saliva and cum, then wrap her hands around your cock.

“On my face. On my face, please,” Yuna continued to jerk you off, squeezing your cock as it throbs more.

“Fuck, Yuna!”

She closes her eyes, tongue out to catch every cum that lands on her face, and her warm breath that you faintly felt. You’re grunting the moment you cum, body tensing and jerking. Just painting Yuna’s face, your cock erupts all over her hands as well.

“Yuna,” you said gently with a pleased tone.

“Look at me, Oppa; it’s all over my face and hands.”

You look at her licking off your cum, finger by finger, with closed eyes and a delightful smile. It doesn’t stop there; Yuna scoops your cum from her cheeks and lips, just staring right at you seductively. 

“Careful of your eyes,” you said quietly within a breath.

“It’s so thick and warm. Just like how it was inside me.”

All you did was stare at her until she licks off every cum. “Get dressed, Yuna. I can’t have you here before evening.”

“How was I? Good or not?”

You grab her bra and hand it to her like nothing happened minutes ago. “For a first-timer, you’re good at using your mouth. But stay here until you get your ride home.” 

[sxgarworld]

Painter’s Hand

Order Contains: In which Choso Kamo is one of your peers in your college art course. He comes over to study you painting, but it seems his infatuated with more than just your technique.

With a side of: Biting, whimpering, soft!dom needy Choso bc im a slut for whimpering men

Calorie Count: 1.8k words

As you were packing up your supplies, and taking your dried canvas and placing it in its separate bag, you hear thick soles of someone’s shoes walk up behind you. You turn, a little shocked, to see one of your classmates standing there eagerly.

It was your classmate, Choso. You knew him because during critique, he had nothing bad to say about your art. He didn’t say much though, he always looked tired and in his own world. It didn’t help that he always had big, clunky headphones on.

“Choso! Can I help you with something?” you said, scolding yourself silently for sounding so formal. You realized you were nervous, why did he make you nervous?

“Y/N, this might be a weird question but,” he paused, fiddling with his hair that was pulled into a ponytail, “I was wondering if, you know, one day you’d let me see you paint? Just us two? I love your art and I’d love to see your technique,” he asks. His compliments made you go red. Ever since you could remember, you could never take a compliment like a normal person. Quickly, you got giddy and smiled at him.

“Of course! Here, give me your phone number and I’ll text you my dorm number and when I’m free,” you smile, taking out your phone and allowing him to put in his contact. He gently takes the phone, and you can’t help but notice how his slender, long fingers are slightly spotted with blue and white paints. He hands your phone back to you.

“Well, I’ve got another class across campus in thirty minutes. But I’ll see you later?” He asks, hopeful. You nod. He walks out with his painting (which still looked wet) and his bag. His Doc Martens clunk against the ground as he leaves.

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It’s around 8pm, you’re sitting in your dorm room, swiping through textbook pages, careful to not get a paper-cut. You texted Choso a while back, and he said he was coming, but never specified when. After a while you got distracted, forgetting about having a guest, until you heard a knock at your door.

It made you drop your highlighter in shock. You quickly got up to look in the mirror to make sure you looked presentable. No crumbs on your shirt or clumpy mascara. After checking, you went to go see who was at the door. Staring through your peephole, you saw Choso, this time with his hair tied up into two buns on the sides of his head. How cute!

“Chosoooo,” you smiled, opening the door, “come in! I was about to finish that painting from class today.” He nodded, eyes taking in your dorm. You were artsy, and your dorm reflected that strongly. The interior design was so fun to look at.

“Did you decorate yourself?” he asked, running a hand along a velvet blanket thrown neatly on your couch. It was so soft, everything inside the dorm felt so comfortable. Like a home more than just a dorm.

“Oh! Yeah I did, took a little inspiration from people online, though.” You saw as he walked around, like he was lost in admiration. His normally tired eyes were still tired, but less dead. Like a fish!

“It’s beautiful,” he admired, looking directly at you. Again, your face went red from the praise. It was his voice, too, so deep and raspy, throwing around compliments like this. You couldn’t help but react this way.

“Thank you! Do you wanna.. um, come see me paint now? Or like we could do anything to be honest, I don’t mind,” you stammered. Of course he didn’t want to do anything else, why would he? He just came to see you paint, because he liked your technique.

“Oh painting, yeah we could. I’d love to see you in action,” he said, starting to get close to you. An electric shock was sent down your spine. His words were almost hypnotic. You made your way into your bedroom, pulling out your canvas and placing it on your easel, your pallet already full of paint from earlier. It was a little dried out, but it didn’t matter. It was good enough.

You dipped your brush in the red, and lightly swiped it across your canvas. For you, you watered down your paints a bit. It took away the vibrance but it added a very soft, subtle look. The way you blending was a bit odd too, blending with a brush then a bit more with your fingers.

As you painted, you could feel Choso’s breath down your neck. He was standing right behind you, so close. His hands rested on your easel, meaning you were trapped between him and the easel. It almost made you shake a little bit, which he thought was just another part of your technique.

“You’re real good at this, yknow?” he whispered, his words hitting your ear breathily. It made your entire body heat up. His deep voice right into your ear, praising you as you worked. It made you melt against him, back pressed to his chest.

“Don’t shake too much, sugar, I’d hate it if you ruined this pretty painting,” he said, grabbing your shaking hand as you dipped your brush back into your paint. What’d he just call you? Sugar? It was difficult to keep your composure now, with him sweet talking you.

“I’m not gonna ruin it,” you said quietly, almost to yourself. He let out a soft chuckle, his hands now resting on your waist. God you hoped he couldn’t feel how hot and nervous you were. You were glad he definitely couldn’t feel how wet you were.

“I bet you won’t sweetheart,” he said, taking his hand and grabbing your jaw. He softly forced you to look up at him. “You’re just so good at this, aren’t you?”

You couldn’t hold yourself together, it was starting to be too much. Did he come here to watch you work, or did he have ulterior motives? You could tell, his dead eyes were almost cloudy as he looked at you. Clouded with what? Lust? He didn’t break eye contact with you.

You turned, so your chest was facing his chest, and you grabbed the collar of his shirt. For a second you hesitated, wondering if you should question him or not. But something inside of you pressed yourself against him, pulling him closer and softly pressing your lips against his.

“God, I’ve wanted you for months. You’re so reserved, I needed a good reason to finally see you, to have you like this.” His eyes glossed over you, your hot body and your red face. He kissed you again, this time on your neck. You gripped onto his t-shirt, a bit rougher than you expected. He kept planting kisses on your neck and your collar bone, making you shake.

“Please, Choso,” you whined. He didn’t even need to ask you what you wanted. He lifted you up, his arms were so strong, and tossed you onto your bed. He pressed you down into the mattress, crawling on top of you and kissing you more.

“Please what baby?” he teased, knowing exactly what you wanted. You looked at him with pleading eyes as he kissed you over and over again, the kisses starting to become sloppier and wetter. He didn’t even bother to let you finish begging, he couldn’t help himself around you. Slowly he slipped off your jeans, and with it, your panties. For a minute he just sat and kissed you, letting you grind against his strong thighs.

But it was too much for him, he couldn’t just sit and tease you like this for long. He whined, tugging at shirt.

“Nu uh, that’s not fair,” you frowned “All your clothes are still on.” He looked at you with wide eyes, then taking all of his clothes off, kicking his pants off the side of your bed. You couldn’t help but look at him. Underneath his baggy clothes, you thought he’d be skinny and scrawny. He was… glorious. His body was chiseled and defined, which was odd for a fine arts major. You immediately sat on his lap, pulling off your shirt and bra.

He bit at your neck, sucking and leaving the tiniest purple marks up and down the side. He bit down a bit harder than before, leaving a full red circle with indents for each of his teeth in your neck. The sudden pain made you whimper, your nails digging into his back.

“Please, let me—“ he couldn’t even finish his sentence, he was too hot and bothered. His cock pressed against your folds, his angry pink tip leaking precum all over his own thighs. “I need it, I need you s’bad.”

You let out a soft laugh, nodding your head. He took that as a resounding yes. He couldn’t help but push his tip into you, no teasing from his fingers to loosen you up. He let out the most gutural, pathetic moan you’ve ever heard. As he thrust in sloppily, he let out whines and whimpers, as if it were too much for him to handle.

“It- agh-! You’re so tight, baby,” he whimpered, burying his head into the crook of your neck. He suddenly grabbed your hips, forcing you to bounce up and down on his cock. You slammed yourself down on it, feeling his tip brush against the entrance to your womb. The feeling made you throw your head back and moan. He let out more pathetic sounds of struggle and pleasure. You could feel him wetting your neck up with… tears?

“It’s too fuckin’ good!” he cried out, fucking you hard. Suddenly he threw you back onto the bed, your head hitting your pillow. He pinned your hands to the headboard. His eyebrows furrowed as he plowed into you desperately, his pace speeding up.

“Choso- haah—“ you panted out, tongue barely escaping your mouth, as his pace suddenly became sloppy. He gripped your hips tighter, pressing bruises into your skin.

“Fuck I’m gonna— I’m— I’m gonna cum!” he said, barely even finishing his sentence before you felt his seed splattering inside your walls, your own juices coating his dick as you finished. He spasmed, leaning his head into the crook of your neck as he let a few last spurts shoot out of his cock. “So- so good baby. You feel so good.” He whimpered out, gulping as he did.

You ran a hand through his hair, almost pulling out another whine from him at the affection caress.

“You’re so pretty baby, such a pretty girl,” he whispered, his hands loosening its grip on your hips, and instead letting his arms wrap around you softly. “Such a pretty girl, yeah? You’re beautiful,” he muttered, kissing along your forehead.

My pretty girl.

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[milfjuulpod]

Gifts Aplenty

req: yes

please write something about melissa going to a farmer’s market every weekend and buys things she doesn’t need because she is infatuated with reader, who has a table. just something fluffy and cute!!

A/N: thank you so much for sending this in! apologies for taking so long with it, i’ve been feeling a little meh about my writing lately, so i hope this turned out alright for ya 🖤

The sound of your doorbell was heard from your kitchen, and immediately nerves and excitement surged through you. Today Melissa was coming over for the first time. After mentioning a crafting project you were taking on, Melissa offered to help get you started. The two of you became close relatively quickly, a bit of a surprise to you (and everyone else). The second grade teacher was known for having a tough exterior and a bit of an edge, but that’s what you liked about her, and she liked something about you too. 

    You opened the door, and there she was. Melissa looked at you like she was surprised you were there, hands full of bags to help with the day. “Hi! Welcome to my humble abode,” you said, opening the door fully and taking a step back to let her in. Melissa walked to your living room and took her time taking everything in. “Humble indeed, where’s all your decorations, kid? Your desk at work is covered in little toys, I’m surprised the coffee table isn’t the same,” she said, sitting herself down on your couch. You crossed the room and sat down next to her, trying to ignore how happy it made you that she noticed your work desk and its many inhabitants. “Yeah, well, I haven’t had much time to get stuff for my house. Plus what do you put on a coffee table? I know nothing about interior design,” You replied, earning a chuckle from the redhead next to you. “We’ll work on it. But first, the actual work I came to do.”

       The rest of the day was spent close to Melissa, working mostly in silence as the two of you attempted to figure out how to build a bookshelf. “Why didn’t you just buy one from Ikea? They come with instructions y’know,” Melissa teased. “I like things to be homemade, have a personality. I don’t know, personal preference I guess,” You found yourself being more honest and open with Melissa the longer she spent time in your home. Unbeknownst to you, what you just said would stick in her mind for weeks to come. 

       The following Monday was like any other, a quick drive to work, pick up coffee, meet everyone in the break room. Your coworkers were filing in one by one, surrounding the tv in the back to catch up on the news. Melissa was one of the last to come in, but when she did, you noticed the extra bags she was carrying. She smiled a hello to you and motioned for you to come closer to her. “Good morning, what’s all this?” You asked. “I went to the farmer’s market yesterday morning, figured I’d bring in some extra breakfast. You hungry?” Melissa answered your question with a question. Nodding, you took one of the pastries she brought in. There was another bag in the redhead’s hand, small, with what looked like a homemade logo on it. She was hiding it behind her leg, like a child giving someone a present. 

        “Hey, uh, come by my room during lunch, kid.” Melissa told you, and before you could question why, she was walking out the door to her own room. Shaking it off, you tried to tune in to the tv. Emphasis on try—the only thing going on inside your head was the older woman you just spoke to. Melissa often was on your mind as of lately, the way she talked to you, so soft like she was nervous. The way she jumped to take care of you, how beautiful she managed to be every single day, even at 7:30 in the morning. So naturally, you spent the next three periods a bit scatterbrained, only thinking of the woman you wanted to spend all day with. 

       When the lunch bell rang, you practically jumped from your chair and nearly ran your students to the cafeteria. Anxiously, you made your way to Melissa’s classroom. You knocked three times and heard a loud ‘come in!’ Melissa sat at her desk, glasses holding up her hair as she looked over papers from the morning. “Hi honey, come sit. I got you something,” She said. Honey, you thought. That was new, you’ve heard kid, and more recently hon, but honey was new, and it made your cheeks red and warm. From under her desk, she pulled out the bag from this morning, with the tiny logo on the front. She walked to the table you sat yourself at and placed the gift in front of you. As if she was trying to get a reaction from you, she sat herself down in the chair right next to you, knees brushing against each other. 

       Out of the bag, you pulled a candle holder, decorated like it was a small tree, covered in roots and leaves. It was the prettiest one you’ve ever seen. “You…This is for me? It’s so pretty Melissa, thank you…” You said, unable to pull your eyes away from your present from the redhead you were slowly falling in love with. “Yeah, I remember you said you didn’t have anything to decorate with, so I figured this would be a step in the right direction. Is it okay? Do you like it?” She asked, nerves evident in the way her voice shook. “Of course I do, it’s gorgeous. Thank you,” you turned to finally look at her, both of you sitting just inches apart, cheeks pink and palms sweaty. “Eh, it’s nothing,” Melissa replied. 

       The following Monday was the same. Arrive at work, get breakfast from Melissa, and go to her room at lunch for another present. And the Monday after that, and the Monday that followed.  By the end of the month, your coffee table was full of trinkets from Melissa. You loved coming home and seeing the gifts she got for you, each one reminded you of the woman in a different way, and how special you were to her. You were aware of the feelings you had for the redhead, and with the past month of being showered in her affection, it grew each and every day. 

      So, you asked Melissa to come over for a movie and dinner Friday after work, to which, of course, she said yes. Looking at your phone, it said 6:28, right around the time you told her to stop by. As if you summoned her with your thoughts, you heard a knock at the door. Opening it, you were greeted with Melissa wearing a low cut top and leggings, so casual yet somehow it made your mouth water and your eyes go wide. “Are you gonna let me in?” She teased, and pushed her way beside you to come inside. “You put up the trinkets? All of them?” She asked, unable to pull her eyes from everything she bought you spread out with such care on your table. You closed the front door and followed Melissa to the living room, sitting down on the couch and motioning for her to do the same. 

      “Of course I did, Mel. They’re special to me,” You told her honestly. The redhead beside you opened her mouth to say something, but quickly decided against it and averted her gaze. “Why did you buy all of these for me?” You asked. Melissa looked shocked that you would ask such a thing, as if the answer was obvious. “I…I don’t know. You said you didn’t have much to decorate with so I just started picking stuff up that reminded me of you. Just like they’re special to you…” She trailed off. You gave her a look to continue and thankfully, she did. “You’re special to me. I don’t know what this feeling is, I just…” She stopped again. With a deep breath, you finished her thought. “You just…want to be with me all the time? And get me things? Cook for me? Help me inside and outside of work?” 

        She chuckled, cheeks turning pink out of embarrassment. You held her hand gently, hoping she would get the message. Just in case she didn’t, you continued. “You like me, don’t you?” Melissa finally brought her green eyes to meet yours again, and nodded slowly. “Good. Because I like you too, I don’t invite just anybody over multiple times and spend all my hours with them. Just you, Melissa.” You watched her eyes wander from your own to your lips, and back up again, asking a silent question. You smiled at the action, whether she meant to do it or not. The older woman took that as a yes, and cupped your cheek. You leaned into her touch, and leaned even farther into her, finally pressing your lips together after all this time. The two of you ran out of breath rather quickly, nerves high as ever. “I’m glad you came over tonight,” You told her, foreheads against each other. Melissa smiled and the pink came back to her cheeks again. “Yeah, me too hon.”

[bellysoupset]

I cannot find the ask who requested for sick Wendy + Bella caretaker, so maybe it never existed at all.... Anyway, have some pure sick bromance between my girls.

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"You think I should cut it?" Bella frowned at her reflection, glaring at her hair. She was standing inside of the changing room of the store, in just a swimsuit, so Wendy could help her pack for honeymoon.

"Your beautiful lion mane?" Wendy scoffed, curling up on the puff she was sitting on and absently minded going through the rack of reject bikinis standing next to her, "are you crazy?"

"Sometimes I feel like it stands out more than I do," Bella pouted, hands on her waist and then sighed, tugging on the swimsuit, "so what do you think?"

"I liked the blue one more," Wendy studied her from head to toe, "but I also think you're going to give Luke a stroke."

Bella opened a big, smug smile, looking over her shoulder to stare at her ass in the mirror, "good, then I'm taking it as well," she walked over to the private part of the changing rooms in order to get back in her clothes, "so how's the extra class you were gonna start taking coming along?"

"Which one of them?" Wendy asked, getting up and checking the price tag of a cute little pink bikini with a matching skirt.

"How many classes are you taking!?" Bella opened the curtain of her changing part, unbothered by the fact she was just in her bra and panties, "aren't you also doing the neurology residency!?"

"Well, you see, I have a lot of free time," Wendy shrugged, "and a lot of energy."

"You should join my boxing class then," Bella zipped up her black leather pants, "Jonah's there and I'm kicking his ass."

"No, you're not," Wendy giggled at the transparent lie, "no coach would ever match you up with Jonah, Bell, he's huge."

"Please," Bella rolled her eyes, putting on her band t-shirt and grabbing her purse as well as the picked swimsuits and bikinis, "I could kick his ass, I know I could," she walked over to Wendy and grabbed the smaller woman by her shoulders, "come up for a class."

"I'll think about it," Wendy wrinkled her nose in distaste. A gym wasn't exactly her idea of fun. Sure, she did hot yoga, but there was none of the loud upbeat music and shouting at each other to do more and better.

"So what else are you studying then, Tink?" Bella walked to the cashier part. Wendy handed her the piece she was planning to buy for herself when her friend flashed Luke's black card before her eyes with raised eyebrows, wordlessly putting it on his tab and Bell didn't comment besides snorting at it.

"Interior Design classes every Monday and Thursdays, yoga every Saturday morning, fashion drawing every Tuesday night... I wanted to try ballroom dancing, but my partner is in freaking Doveport and Jon said he already knows and it would be no fun."

Bella wrinkled her nose and shook her head when Wendy opened her mouth as if to ask her, "absolutely not."

"Boo," Wendy sighed, "I think we should take some class together, it'd be cool. Babs is in my hot yoga class and it's a lot of fun."

"Sure," Bella picked up the bags and they started to walk out of the door, "but not ballroom dancing, thank you. I'm actually participating in a coding challenge right now and-"

"A coding challenge," Wendy raised her eyebrows, "what's that?" They walked the short distance between the store and Wen's apartment building.

"Basically I have to try and design a mockup app with the monthly theme," Bella explained and Wendy frowned at that.

"I thought that was your job...?"

"No," Bell followed her inside the elevator, "I'm a backend developer, a frontend does the design and thinks the interface, I do the math that makes it work. But I like UI design, so that's why-"

"God, you're so nerdy," Wendy grumbled, resting against the metal and grimacing slightly as the movement made her stomach lurch, "I can't believe you didn't get shoved into lockers when you were younger, Bell."

The ginger rolled her eyes, "that's because I was always hot," she showed the other woman her tongue like a five year old, running a hand through her curls and then frowning, noticing Wendy's face had lost its usual pink tone.

Bella opted for not saying anything and they kept chatting, walking into Wendy's apartment. However, the longer they talked, the more Bell realized she was the one doing most of the talking, Wendy getting quieter and quieter.

"Wen," Bella pouted, after spending a good thirty minutes talking basically on her own, "do you want me to go? I don't need to spend the night if you're tired-"

"No!" Wendy exclaimed, shaking her head and moving on her spot on the couch, "sorry, no, I don't want you to leave. We planned you'd spend the night, I was looking forward to that, it's just-"

"It's just?" Bell leaned in, confused and Wendy grimaced, moving again as if she couldn't find a comfortable position, "what's wrong, Wen?"

"My stomach is bothering me," Wendy's cheeks turned a deep shade of red, "I don't know what's wrong, I know I didn't eat anything off, but it's all gurgly and kinda crampy."

"Oh," Bella raised her eyebrows, "do you think it could be hunger?"

Wendy shook her head, "no, definitely not hunger, I feel a little queasy..." she pouted, hugging her knees, "I'm sorry, its just my stomach- I- It's a bit of a sore topic."

"Your belly?" Bella frowned, more confused than before, "you feeling sick to your stomach is a sore topic?"

Wendy nodded, pouting and resting her cheek to her knee, "yeah..."

"Why?" Bella crawled on the couch, moving closer, "because you're chubby? That's silly, babe-"

"No," Wen scoffed, before pausing, "I mean, sorta? I used to have issues with my weight back when I was a teen, which led to becoming bulimic and, well, I don't have an eating disorder anymore, but every time I feel like I'm gonna barf, it makes me feel disgusting-"

"Okay," Bella raised a hand to interrupt her, "your order of priorities is a little skewered, Wen. You should've started by telling me you think you're going to puke..." she opened a small, amused smile, "let's go sit in the bathroom, c'mon."

"No," Wendy curled up more, "I'm fine, it's gonna pass- You're not gonna say anything about..?" she raised a judgmental eyebrow and Bell shrugged, standing up from the couch.

"I don't have anything to say," she said in a nonchalant manner, "I'm happy you don't do it anymore...?"

Wendy let out a snort, noticing how uncomfortable Bella seemed being in the emotional caretaker role. She rolled her eyes, "okay, Bells," but the humor quickly vanished, as her lunch flipped yet again. Wendy let out a sigh, curling up in a smaller ball, "I feel gross."

"You're not," Bella patted her head, "c'mon, let's go sit in the bathroom before you ruin your pretty rug."

Wendy didn't have the heart to tell Bell that sitting in the bathroom waiting to throw up really made her feel more awful, not less. She fidget uncomfortably as Bella rummaged through her cabinet drawers until she found a good claw clip to pull Wen's hair back.

Then she sat down as well on the cold ground and planted a hand on Wendy's back, "you feel a little warm, Wen."

"Isn't that just grand," Wendy groaned, leaning forward and staring at the still water of the toilet. She pushed away, fanning herself, "can you go sit in the living room? I don't want you to see me like this..."

"Nope," Bella popped the P at the end of the word, pulling Wendy to lie against her, "sucks for you, but I'm not going anywhere. Come here- Come here-" Bell pulled her closer, draped across her lap and planted a hand on Wendy's unsettled tummy, "I do this for Luke all the time and it helps."

"That's because your husband is an overgrown puppy, I'm not," Wendy groaned, but she couldn't help but melt at the soft touch. Even if her whole face was aflame, Bella was being really delicate, moving her fingers to the sorest spots as if she already knew them by memory.

The ginger slid down slightly, muffling a yawn and pressing the heel of her hand to Wendy's tummy. The pale skin was pushing out, bloated, and every time Bell pressed it she could feel a string of gurgles under her fingers, traveling up-

"Oh, you silly idiot," Bella scoffed, flicking at Wendy's ear, "the belly rub doesn't help if you don't burp. That's the entire point of it!"

"You're killing me," Wendy groaned, pressing her face to Bell's leg and hiding the angry blushing overtaking her cheeks. Bella snorted at that, continuing the rub.

"I'm trying to help," she whispered, "tell me know if I'm making it worse."

"Not worse," Wendy squirmed, then a burp rushed up before she could muffle it and she let out a whine at the loud noise, covering her face, "oh God- I'm sorry-"

"You're so silly," Bella chuckled, "that's nothing, Wen.”

Wendy cringed, pressing her face further to Bella’s thigh and continuing to burp, trying to muffle them. The burps, that at first were making her feel better, got progressively wetter, until one brought her lunch with it and Wendy scrambled up, slapping a hand over her lips and rushing for the toilet. 

She didn’t vomit, it went back down, but left her feeling shaky, nausea causing cold sweat to break on her forehead and over her upper lip, flooding her mouth with a horrible taste. 

“Wen,” Bell planted a hand in the middle of her back, “what do you need? What’s wrong?”

Wendy groaned, lifting herself slightly so she could press her sick stomach against the porcelain and resting her forehead on her hand, elbow on the seat, “can’t puke… Wanna puke, I feel-” she spat again, the act of speaking causing more saliva to come up, “feel sick…”

“Okay,” Bells continued to rub her back, short nails making a scratching motion, “do you think drinking something might help it come up?”

She felt so horrid, talking about vomiting like that. Wendy nodded, before letting out a groan, almost a sob. Not quite crying, but close. At least this time it wasn’t her fault she was sick, silver linings. 

“Babe,” Bella sighed, returning from the bathroom sink with a glass of water, “hey, you’re okay, it’s just a stomach bug. Happens to everyone…” 

Wendy took the glass with shaky, sweaty fingers and forced herself to gulp it down. The first sip was actually good, pushing back the horrible taste and the stickiness in her mouth, only for the throat to seemingly close up, tongue curling with disgust, making it incredibly hard for the to swallow more-

“Fuck,” Wendy haphazardly shoved the glass in Bella’s general direction, not even sure if she took it or not before letting go and her whole back arching with a violent heave. Nothing came up, but it set off a chain reaction, her belly squeezing before she could catch her breath and another two gags, until a wet burp brought up a huge gush of half digested french fries and a milkshake.

The sheer volume made her feel like she was drowning and Wendy coughed, hacking again and letting out a string of moans as even more puke rushed up, splashing on her fingers, and making her head swim with the lack of oxygen.

“I got you, I got you,” Bella said softly, cupping her forehead and flushing the toilet, helping Wendy lean over it, “get it up, Tink, you’ll feel better soon.”

“Urgh,” Wendy spat in the now clear swirling water, struggling to breathe. Her nose was stinging and it felt blocked, she felt cold all over… “Can I have more- More wa-” she never did finish that sentence, her stomach contracting violently and more puke rushed up, this time actually choking her. 

Wendy folded almost completely with a coughing fit, feeling Bell thump her back and force her to straighten up in order to clear her airways, “big breaths, babe,” Bella tipped her chin back, forcing Wendy to look up, and some clear air to make it through. 

The smaller girl groaned as oxygen came back, her spine giving up on her and she fell back, only for Bella to grab her by the wrists and stop her from swan diving and hitting her head against the porcelain. 

“Fuck, fuck, fuck — Hey, Wen? You with me?”

“Uhm,” Wendy closed her eyes, dizzy and nauseous, still gulping for air. She leaned to the left, her cheek meeting something soft, so Wen let her weight drop against it, “feel…” a little burp interrupted her, “really shitty.”

She heard Bella let out a relieved sigh at her being responsive, then the ginger’s hands on her face, something wet wiping her lips and chin. Wendy frowned, a new wave of humiliation washing over her, “don’t do that…”

“Shush it,” Bell scoffed, pulling her to lie against her, “you’re done? Surely you must be empty…”

“Don’t know…” Wen mumbled, planting a hand to her tummy. Bella had pushed up her top and it was still up, which made Wendy feel even worse. She must be a sight. Under her hand, there was a string of bubbles and gurgles, rushing up and causing her to let out a little sickly burp, “don’t feel done.”

“There ain’t no way,” Bella scoffed, but there was an amused tone to her words, “well, okay, do you want to just wait it out here or-”

Wendy forced her eyes open, feeling more than a little dizzy. It took her a second to realize she was pressed against Bella’s side, her cheek against her friend’s boob, causing her whole face to turn pink with embarrassment. She pulled back, then leaned forward over the toilet once more and shoved a finger inside her mouth, only for Bella to yank at her hand. 

“No, absolutely not,” Bella’s voice was harsh now, none of the previous lighthearted air, “you’re not doing that.”

“I don’t feel good…” Wendy whined, spitting in the water, “I want it out…”

“I don’t care, you’re not doing that,” Bella scoffed, then in a calmer tone she said, “let me rub your tummy, okay? Maybe it’ll help.” 

“No, Bell, I-” Wendy heaved, a mouthful of watery vomit falling in the water and leaving her panting, “I need to puke, my stomach feels sour and like it’s burning…” 

“Alright,” Bella had a practical tone that caused Wendy to groan, like she was a little engineering problem for her friend to solve. The ginger got behind her, pushing the glass of water back to Wendy, “big gulps.”

“Not- Not gonna-”

“Big gulps,” Bella repeated, voice firm, “c’mon, Wendy.”

Wendy sighed, blowing out another airy burp and then forcing herself to drink the rest of the water. It landed in her stomach like acid, causing more of the burning sensation that tickled her throat and Wendy groaned, leaning more-

Bella touched her belly, her fingers no longer that soft, pressing the heel of her hand to Wendy’s bloated upper stomach, right where it rounded out of her rib cage. The pressure caused a gurgly burp to come up and Wen moaned, squeezing the toilet seat with both hands, as Bell continued to literally squeeze her tummy. 

She couldn’t breathe properly, making a slightly wheezy sound, and then her stomach contracted once more, sharply, and Wendy moaned her way as another gush exploded out of her mouth. This time it was mostly sour, salty water, but the first gush opened the gates for the rest and she continued to gag, puking little mouthfuls of chunkier stuff, until she finally let out a deafening heave, whole back curling as her stomach forced up the last of it.

Wendy groaned, her knees giving in and she felt Bella wrap her up with an arm, flushing the toilet, “there you go,” the ginger pressed a kiss to the top of her head and Wendy would have started crying, if she wasn’t half convinced she already was. 

She whimpered, pushing her face against Bella’s stomach and falling into an awkward position across the woman’s lap. Bell seemed unbothered, combing her fingers through Wendy’s hair, then moving her hand to her tummy.

“How are you feeling?”

“Pathetic, disgusting, horrible-”

Bella glared at her, “that’s all bull,” she said sharply, “I wanna know how’s your belly.”

“Ah… Better. Not settled,” Wendy sighed, curling up her knees, “I think it’s the flu.”

“I think it’s the flu too,” Bell agreed, “you’re really warm. Think you can stand up? You need to get out of these clothes and into bed.”

“Not now,” Wendy mumbled, squeezing her eyes shut when shaking her head no caused the bathroom to blur, “I’m sorry you had to-”

“Madre de Dio, Wendy!” Bella cried out, “babe, you didn’t gross me out or whatever, just stop fucking apologize. It’s fine, you got sick, that happens.”

Wendy let out a whine, forcing her eyes open, all feverish and emotional and wanting to die, “you don’t think I’m gross? I mean, I-”

“Wendy,” Bella grabbed her cheeks, forcing their eyes to meet, “what world do you live in where we’re running beauty contests on the bathroom floor?”

The phrase caused Wendy to let out a chuckle, pulling back and forcing herself to sit up. She wiped at her forehead, desperately wanting out of her the clothes that were sticking to her, “I guess.”

“You guess,” Bella repeated, dryly and rolling her eyes, “that’s a ten for Wendy Marshall for puking her guts up with class and elegance, minor sobbing and almost no mess.”

Wendy’s cheeks caught on fire and she glared at her friend, “shut up, Bella.”

“You’re ridiculous,” Bell scoffed, getting up and extending her hand to help her up, “c’mon, let's get you in a shower and then in bed.”

[iamgrowingstronger-blog]

Pikmin

Pikmin is one of the most unique games ever produced. If you're looking for something new, I think I would strongly recommend it... probably.

The main conundrum I have with this game is how it is when you first play. If you play this game blind, it will be one of the most confusing and stressful experiences you will ever have playing a game. Even after putting several hours into the main story, you'll still feel lost.

While the game does give you a detailed tutorial on the controls, the story quickly becomes free reign over the world, and your objective will be unclear (the stress of which makes most people forget the controls from the tutorial). This isn't a beginner-friendly game, in short.

My second issue with this game is that the engine is quite unpolished. It has a reputation for being the most buggy game in the series. The Libra is notorious for glitching into the ground, or even out of bounds (in which case you may be forced into a bad ending without returning to a previous save). Pikmin can glitch through the floor and fall into the death barrier when going under diagonal bridges or under enemies, resulting in the death of several dozen Pikmin at once. You don't even get to see their ghost. Seeing my friend fight Puffstool, only for the game to sentence around 30 Pikmin to their unintentional death after its tripping animation was heartbreaking. The Smoky Progg, while a cool optional boss, is way too easy to activate and is incredibly jarring for new players if they accidentally so much as touch its egg.

HOWEVER... it is still one of the best games I've ever played. After the rough first playthrough, you'll come to realize that the game is actually pretty short. On my second playthrough, I 100%'d the game in around 5 hours. When the game goes from stressing over getting something done during the day, to multitasking and enjoying the open-endedness of the world, Pikmin becomes an incredibly enjoyable game with tons of replayability. Topped off with the Pikmin's adorable nature and appearance, the funny little designs of the enemies, and Olimar's ship logs and commentaries about his ship parts, Pikmin is one of the Gamecube's best games.

It's a hard game to pick up, since, again, it is not very friendly toward new players. But if you don't mind that complete blindness and having no idea what to do, you'll have a great time. The game has a tough exterior, but a beautiful interior.

Overall score: 9/10. One of my favorite games of all time, no question.

[modishomeus]

What To Look For In A Modern Decorative Vase?

Ornamental vases have become requirements for any modern homeowner because they act more than just containers for flowers. A few considerations are therefore important when choosing a vase that would enhance the interior. Through this article, you will be reading about the list of features that should be considered while selecting a modern decorative vase.

Material

It is evident that the material used in the making of a vase impacts its style as well as the materialÕs ability to withstand wear from day-to-day use. Some of the most often used materials are glass, ceramics, metals, as well as resin. It seems that glass vases are quite modern and minimalist most of the time; this focuses on the flowers more. Ceramic vases will offer textural interest and a friendly note, whereas metal vases will bring that gritty edge. Thinking about the general ambiance of your place; for example, in case you have a less is more room theme, a transparent glass or mud ceramic vase is preferable. You can choose from the modern sculpture decorand make your customized vase to enhance the beauty.

Shape and Size

Modern vases are of numerous and varied designs and could be high and thin, short and plump. This should not only serve the purpose of beautifying the design but also complement the modern flower pot or plants you want to put. Tall and slender vases are great for tall flowers such as roses or those that come with long stems, while a wide and short vase is ideal for compact flowers and greenery. Also, think about the environment of the vase location as well as the material from which it is made and its design. A larger vase can be used as a centerpiece for the coffee table, while the small vases can be arranged in groups on a shelf or a mantel.

Color and Finish

The color of this particular modern floor vase is the full determinant of the feel that a particular room should have. Plain colors such as white, black, and gray are useful and can easily be complemented with almost any type of furniture. For instance, aggressive colors or unusual patterns will be ideal if one wants to make a statement regarding the vases. The finish also has a contribution; the matte finish looks elegant and plain, while the glossy finish gives glamour to the interior.

Functionality

Shop decorative vase on sale that are mainly used for beauty; at the same time, they are supposed to have some practical purposes. If you intend to display your blooms in the vase, guarantee the vase contains a water basin and has provisions for draining water.

Depending on whether it is for dried arrangements, a wider opening can be advantageous in terms of styling. You should also think about whether you want an easy-to-clean vase, especially if you will be placing fresh flowers in it.

Style and Theme

Last but not least, choose the type of vase that you like most and that fits the overall interior of your house. Furniture designs in contemporary style have little designs or curves; linear shapes are the order of the day. When choosing vases, it is good to choose the latest trends in styles, whether geometric or organic styles. Individual work and works of art can also bring cabaret into their interiors while revealing their individual choice.

In Conclusion

The specific considerations for choosing the right modern decorative vase tend to be material, shape, color, functionality, and style. By keeping these elements in mind, you will be able to get home decor sculptures that suit your special place as well as your personality, coupled with the design of your home.

[simarjeet12]

Retro, Traditional, or Modern: How to Pick the Ideal Look for Your House

Your choice of style when it comes to home décor sets the tone for the entire room. Choosing the correct style may make your living space a mirror of your personality, whether you are drawn to the clean lines of modern aesthetics, the timeless beauty of classic design, or the allure of the past. It's crucial to choose the Large Sunburst Mirror Modern that most fits your taste because it may elegantly compliment a variety of styles, including Vintage, Classic, and Contemporary. However, how can you pick the ideal design for your house? To assist you in selecting the design style that best suits your environment and way of life, let's examine the essential components of each.

The Charm of Retro Style

The essence of vintage design is nostalgia. It incorporates historical and distinctive aspects into your house, drawing influence from the past. Vintage décor and furniture might be the ideal fit for you if you enjoy unique and charming things.

Important characteristics:

Distressed Finishes: Furniture frequently has worn, distressed finishes that give it an antique and handcrafted appearance.

Antique Accents: Antique or vintage-inspired furnishings, such as chandeliers, elaborate mirrors, or retro artwork, are incorporated into vintage design.

Gentle, muted color schemes: pastels, creams, and earthy tones that evoke a homey, worn-in feel come to mind.

For people who like a cozy, diverse, and sentimental vibe in their house, vintage is ideal. Go all out for a style that is genuinely retro-inspired, or combine it with contemporary elements to create an intriguing contrast.

The Everlasting Allure of Traditional Design

Tradition and elegance are the foundations of classic design. It has exquisite details, luxurious materials, and symmetrical layouts��it is the pinnacle of elegance. If you appreciate a well-groomed, put-together appearance, the classic look can be your first choice.

Important characteristics:

Symmetry and Balance: Structured, well-balanced arrangements are a hallmark of classic interior design, lending an air of refinement and order.

Rich, High-Quality Materials: To accentuate elegance and toughness, mahogany wood, marble, and brass are frequently utilized.

Neutral Color Schemes: Creams, whites, and light greys are common neutral color palettes used in classic design, with sporadic splashes of rich hues like navy or burgundy.

For individuals who value classic elegance with a timeless quality, this look is ideal. It's the type of design that looks elegant and opulent and never goes out of style.

The Modern Design's Clean Lines

With an emphasis on clean lines, minimalism, and an open, airy feeling, contemporary design is all about utility and simplicity. For a modern twist on a clean, uncluttered aesthetic, contemporary design could be the best fit for your house.

Important characteristics:

Minimalist Approach: In modern design, less is more. The emphasis is on minimalism, with clear rooms and fashionable yet practical furnishings.

dramatic, Neutral Palettes: Neutral hues, such as white, black, and grey, are frequently used with dramatic accent colors or textures in contemporary houses.

Sleek, Geometric Forms: Modern and cutting-edge, furniture and accessories frequently include curved or sStylish, Geometric Forms: Modern furniture and accessories frequently include curved or sharply defined edges.

For people who value a modern, streamlined home that feels bright and open, contemporary design is ideal. It's perfect for contemporary urban living, where multipurpose furniture and open floor layouts are essential.

Which Look Is Best for You?

A few important considerations while selecting between Vintage, Classic, and Contemporary design styles include your own preferences, your home's architecture, and the atmosphere you wish to create.

Do you enjoy a warm, well-maintained, and character-filled home? The finest fit can be vintage.

Are you drawn to classic, opulent, elegantly designed spaces? You could like a classic look.

Which style—clean, straightforward, or modern—do you prefer? The greatest option for you is probably contemporary design.

Whatever style appeals to you, the most crucial thing about any design is that it fits your needs and way of life. Any house may become a home with well-considered design, whether it is traditional, modern, or historical. You may confidently select the design that best suits your taste and makes your living space seem great by taking into account the essential components of each.

Conclusion

You'll be well on your way to building a house that feels really uniquely yours by investigating these design philosophies and their distinctive features. Making the proper decisions can make your room come to life, whether your style is sleek and modern, classic and elegant, or antique and charming.

[fish2698]

Innovative Ceiling Designs: Transforming Spaces with Modern Trends

Ceiling layout has developed extensively through the years, moving past the traditional simple, white overhead floor to a key element of indoors layout. Today, ceilings play an important position in reworking areas, bringing character, dimension, and ambiance to any room. With cutting-edge trends, ceiling layout has come to be greater revolutionary, reflecting the property owner's fashion even as enhancing the overall aesthetics of a space. Whether you're revamping your dwelling room, bed room, or maybe a industrial space, modern ceiling designs can significantly exchange the look and experience of a room.

We'll study some present day ceiling layout improvements in this text that would be redefining spaces and giving current interiors a exclusive contact.

1. Coffered Ceilings: Bringing Elegance and Depth

A undying style that has been up to date for cutting-edge spaces is the coffer ceiling. This ceiling design entails a grid of recessed panels, typically in square or square shapes. Coffered ceilings upload a sense of intensity and beauty to any room, making them best for living rooms, eating rooms, or maybe bedrooms.

What makes contemporary coffered ceilings innovative is the variety of materials and finishes available. While traditional coffered ceilings have been often product of wood, modern day options encompass substances like metallic, plaster, or even sustainable options. You also can experiment with one-of-a-kind hues, the usage of contrasting shades to create a placing visible effect.

2. Tray Ceilings: Increasing the Space-Giving Perception

Recessed ceilings, on occasion known as tray ceilings, are some other elegant fashion that elevates a space. This ceiling layout functions a relevant section that is better than the encompassing edges, growing a "tray-like" impact. Tray ceilings give the illusion of greater top, making a room experience greater spacious and ethereal.

In modern-day houses, tray ceilings are regularly paired with hidden LED lighting fixtures to feature a soft glow and emphasize the intensity of the ceiling. This kind of ceiling layout works particularly well in grasp bedrooms, eating rooms, and entryways, where you need to create a feeling of openness and beauty.

Three. Exposed Beams: A Blend of Rustic and Contemporary

Exposed ceiling beams are a layout function that may combo rustic charm with modern minimalism. This ceiling layout works well in each conventional and present day spaces, depending on how it's styled. In present day homes, uncovered beams are regularly painted in impartial or ambitious hues, or left in their herbal timber nation for a heat, earthy experience.

The trend of blending materials—including combining timber beams with concrete or steel finishes—has won reputation, adding an industrial but relaxed vibe to spaces like living rooms, kitchens, and lofts. Exposed beams can also be included into vaulted ceilings for a dramatic, open experience.

Four. Suspended Ceilings: Sleek and Functional

The smooth and realistic design of suspended ceilings, every now and then referred to as drop ceilings, makes them a remarkable alternative for cutting-edge houses and offices. When wiring, pipes, or ducts need to be hidden, a suspended ceiling is a secondary ceiling this is hung under the primary structural ceiling. In modern-day ceiling design, those are not just a sensible solution—they've become a design characteristic in themselves.

Suspended ceilings now are available more than a few materials, inclusive of metallic tiles, wooden panels, and even acoustic tiles that help lessen noise in busy environments. For a modern-day touch, keep in mind geometric patterns or textured tiles to create visual hobby.

Five. Stretch Ceilings: A Futuristic Approach

One of the maximum modern traits in ceiling design nowadays is the stretch ceiling. This design entails putting in a bendy PVC cloth this is stretched across a frame. Stretch ceilings are available a variety of finishes, such as sleek, matte, and even printed designs. Glossy stretch ceilings, in particular, create a reflective surface that could make a room feel larger and brighter.

Stretch ceilings are pretty customizable, permitting owners to pick shades, patterns, and lighting alternatives that match their fashion. Some modern stretch ceilings also comprise LED lighting between the original ceiling and the stretch material, developing a sparkling, futuristic impact that could exchange the whole atmosphere of a room.

6. Wood Slat Ceilings: Warmth and Texture

Wood slat ceilings are a growing trend that brings warm temperature and texture to cutting-edge areas. This ceiling design entails the usage of long, skinny timber slats arranged in a linear sample. Wood slat ceilings add a herbal, natural sense to a room, making them best for those who want to create a cozy, inviting atmosphere.

One of the benefits of timber slat ceilings is they work nicely in each small and huge spaces. The natural grain of the wooden may be highlighted with unique stains or finishes, allowing for versatility in layout. Additionally, wood slats can be mixed with hidden lighting fixtures to create a tender, ambient glow that enhances the overall mood of the room.

7. Popcorn Ceiling Alternatives: Modern Finishes

Popcorn ceilings were as soon as a popular preference in mid-twentieth-century homes, however they've since fallen out of favor due to their dated look and issue in cleansing. If you have an older home with a popcorn ceiling, present day ceiling layout trends provide lots of alternatives which can be glossy and clean to keep.

Smooth ceilings with a matte or satin finish are a famous preference, offering a easy, modern-day appearance. Textured plaster or drywall finishes are also gaining popularity as a manner to feature subtle hobby with out overwhelming the gap. For the ones looking to create a ambitious declaration, keep in mind metal or patterned wallpaper applied to the ceiling for a placing focal point.

8. Painted Ceilings: A Bold Statement

Gone are the times while ceilings had been in reality painted white or left untouched. Painted ceilings have become a ambitious trend in ceiling design, supplying house owners a danger to explicit their creativity and make a assertion. Whether you select a formidable shade that contrasts with the walls or a smooth pastel that enhances the room’s decor, a painted ceiling can add a layer of persona to any space.

In contemporary interiors, darkish colors like navy blue, charcoal gray, or maybe black are being used to create a dramatic, relaxed effect, mainly in bedrooms and residing rooms. Lighter shades like faded blue or gentle red can give a room a chilled, airy feel, ideal for areas like bathrooms or nurseries.

Conclusion

Ceiling layout has come an extended way from the fundamental, flat white surfaces of the past. Today, contemporary ceiling designs provide countless possibilities to convert spaces, making them more dynamic, stylish, and practical. From coffered ceilings that upload intensity to futuristic stretch ceilings that comprise lighting, there are endless methods to raise the look of your own home or workplace.

Whether you are seeking to add warmth with wooden slats, create the illusion of area with tray ceilings, or make a ambitious declaration with painted designs, modern ceiling trends can truely transform your residing surroundings. With the right ceiling layout, any room may be transformed into a beautiful, practical, and elegant area.

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Top Qualities to Look for in the Best Interior Designing Company in Gandhinagar

Discover the key qualities of the best interior designing company in Gandhinagar, including creativity, client understanding, transparency, fair pricing, and local expertise.

Decorating a room is only one aspect of interior design. It’s about creating an environment that reflects a person’s personality, taste, and lifestyle while ensuring the space is functional and comfortable. Gandhinagar, the capital city of Gujarat, is witnessing rapid growth in modern infrastructure, and with this, the demand for expert interior designers is also on the rise.

In this article, we will explore what makes an interior designing company stand out in Gandhinagar and what qualities you should look for when choosing the best company for your home or office.

1. Understanding of Client Needs

The best interior designing company in Gandhinagar always put the client first. They listen carefully to the client's preferences, budget, and requirements. Every client has unique needs, whether it’s designing a cozy home for a family or creating a sleek, professional look for an office space. The ability to listen and understand is what makes a company successful in delivering exactly what the client wants.

A good designer will take time to discuss your vision, offer professional advice, and guide you through the process. They help bring your ideas to life while ensuring that the space remains functional and aesthetically pleasing.

2. Creative and Innovative Solutions

The best interior designing firms are known for their creativity and innovation. Gandhinagar, with its blend of modern and traditional architecture, offers designers a unique opportunity to blend these styles. The top designers know how to mix contemporary trends with traditional elements to create something truly unique.

For example, using sustainable materials, experimenting with lighting, or creating multi-functional spaces are all part of the innovative solutions that good designers offer. They are always up-to-date with the latest design trends and technologies, allowing them to offer modern solutions while keeping your budget in mind.

3. Experience and Expertise

Experience matters in the interior design industry. The best companies in Gandhinagar have a portfolio of projects that showcase their experience and ability to handle different types of projects, from small residential homes to large commercial spaces. An experienced design firm will have a clear understanding of space planning, color coordination, materials, and furniture selection.

Their expertise also ensures that they know how to deal with unexpected challenges that may arise during the project. A good interior designing company will always maintain high standards of quality while meeting project deadlines.

4. Transparent Process and Fair Pricing

Transparency is key when it comes to working with interior designers. The best companies in Gandhinagar are clear about their pricing, timelines, and overall design process. This openness helps to build trust and ensures that there are no hidden costs.

They also work with a clear project timeline, giving clients a clear idea of when the work will be completed. Fair pricing is another factor that makes a company stand out. The top interior designers in Gandhinagar offer competitive rates without compromising on the quality of work.

5. Local Expertise

The best interior design companies in Gandhinagar have a deep understanding of the local market and culture. They know the preferences of the people living in the city and have connections with local vendors and craftsmen. This local expertise allows them to source high-quality materials at the best prices, making your design project more cost-effective.

Additionally, they understand the climate and environmental factors in Gandhinagar, which helps them create beautiful and practical designs for the region.

Conclusion

Choosing the best interior designing company in Gandhinagar involves more than just looking for a stylish portfolio. Choosing a company that understands your needs, offers creative solutions, and has the experience to back it up is important. The right interior design company will help transform your space into a beautiful and functional environment you will love for years.

When searching for the best interior designer, look for a company that values client satisfaction, has a transparent process, and offers fair pricing. With so many talented designers in Gandhinagar, you can easily find a company that will turn your dream space into a reality.

[armadiowardrobe]

How to Choose the Right Sliding Wardrobe Doors for Your Space

Are you in search of some stylish installations to enhance the aesthetics and meet storage needs in your home space? Look no further; we have what you need! Our sliding door wardrobeoptions offer stylish solutions.

Sliding door wardrobes have long been considered an elegant solution to our storage needs in terms of interior design and home remodeling projects. Not only are they compact but their elegant profiles also help maximize space use in our homes. In this blog post we'll go over some benefits of sliding door wardrobes as well as tips for choosing one suitable for our living spaces - let's start exploring!

Benefits of Sliding Door Wardrobe

Space Saving

Sliding door wardrobes offer customers an outstanding space-saving feature. Their Wardrobe Sliding Door Designoperates on a glide track which allows them to float open smoothly, unlike hinged door wardrobes which take up considerable room when opening them. This feature works especially well in smaller rooms and apartments where it helps create an uncluttered atmosphere.

Style

Sliding-door wardrobes offer unparalleled style. Their sleek, contemporary design matches any interior design pattern from minimalistic to modern or commercial interior design styles seamlessly - including minimalistic to modern or simple and commercial interior designs. Plus, with various materials and veneer options to choose from - from mirror doors for an opulent touch or wooden doors with their conventional feel - sliding-door wardrobes offer something special when it comes to home storage!

Versatility

Think a sliding door wardrobe only exists to store clothing items? Wrong. They serve multiple other functions too. Fix slabs, drawers and additional sections into your sliding door wardrobe so it can store additional belongings such as add-ons and shoes; place other useful storage sections such as additional sections on them in order to organize various residential items - making the wardrobes multi-functional! When designed properly with features and functional Kitchen Shutter Design ideas they can even transform living rooms into walk-in closets and home offices!

Durability

Sliding door wardrobes are built with longevity in mind. Employing materials like premium quality glass or wood, sliding door wardrobes are sure to withstand time's test for years to come - unlike regular hinged doors which eventually wear away due to continuous opening/closing patterns and wear and tear, sliding door wardrobes have earned themselves a solid reputation of durability over the years.

Easy to Use and Maintain

Sliding-door wardrobes make using your stuff effortless. Their smooth gliding mechanism enables convenient access, and those who prefer restricted motion without additional physical efforts to put forth may benefit greatly from its use. Furthermore, maintenance of these units is easier than with their hinged counterparts: just wipe down with damp cloth or traditional polish as necessary to maintain its beauty and brightness.

Affordable 

It is often assumed that sliding door wardrobes are costlier given their initial functional features, however this is untrue and these profiles are quite affordable with plenty of choices on the market meeting any budget needs. Prices depend on various factors like materials used in construction, size requirements and layout preferences - be assured they offer reasonable pricing to match your specific requirements.

Tips for Selecting a Wardrobe Sliding Door Design

Accurately Evaluate Your Space

Before beginning your search for a sliding wardrobe, take precise measurements of the space available in your room. Consider depth, width and height in order to ensure that it will fit without issue into the available space.

Create A Budget

Establishing your budget before shopping for a sliding wardrobe will help narrow down your choices and avoid overspending. Since costs vary based on material, size and features offered, having an established plan with your spending is vitally important.

Select an Appropriate Style and Finish

Consider which style and finish will best complement the interior design of your home. Sliding door wardrobes come in various styles ranging from sleek modern designs to more classic and traditional aesthetics; materials like wood, glass, or mirror can add further depth. Choose a wardrobe style and finish that best match both your personal preferences as well as existing decor in your home.

[vidyajyotieduversity]

Make your Career in Interior Design

Unleash Your Creativity: Dive into the World of Interior Design with a Course!

Have you ever walked into a space and been awestruck by its perfect blend of beauty, functionality, and personality? That's the magic of interior design! If you've ever dreamt of transforming rooms into inspiring havens, an interior design course could be the key to unlocking your potential.

Why Take an Interior Design Course?

Whether you're a complete beginner or have a keen eye for design, a course can offer a multitude of benefits:

Gain Essential Skills: Learn the fundamentals of color theory, space planning, furniture selection, and more.

Develop Your Design Expertise: Explore different design styles, delve into space functionality, and understand how to create a cohesive flow.

Sharpen Your Creative Vision: Refine your ability to translate ideas into stunning interiors that reflect your unique style or your client's needs.

Boost Your Career Prospects: Open doors to exciting opportunities in the design field, from residential design to commercial spaces.

Transform Your Own Space: Apply your newfound knowledge to create a dream home that's both beautiful and practical.

What to Expect in an Interior Design Course

Courses come in a variety of formats, from beginner-friendly certificates to comprehensive diplomas. Here's a glimpse into what you might encounter:

Foundational Knowledge: Build a strong base in design principles, color theory, space planning, and technical skills like drafting software.

Design Exploration: Journey through various design styles, from classic to contemporary, and learn how to incorporate them into your projects.

Software Training: Master industry-standard software programs used for creating professional floor plans, elevations, and 3D renderings.

Project Work: Put your theoretical knowledge into practice by tackling real-world design projects, building your portfolio as you go.

Finding the Right Course for You

With so many courses available, consider these factors when making your choice:

Your Learning Style: Do you prefer in-person classes, online learning, or a blended approach?

Course Level: Are you a beginner seeking an introduction, or do you want a more advanced program to refine your skills?

Course Focus: Do you have a specific design area in mind, like residential or commercial design?

Accreditation and Certification: If you plan to pursue a professional career, ensure the course offers relevant accreditation.

Embrace the Journey!

Taking an interior design course is an investment in your creativity and future. It's a chance to learn valuable skills, develop your passion for design, and turn dream spaces into reality. So, are you ready to unleash your inner designer?

For more details speak to our education counselor at 8055 330 550

[3d-crystal]

Unlocking the Secrets: How to Find the Perfect Glass Pictures in 3D

Glass pictures 3d have become a popular trend in interior design and décor, giving any area a sense of depth and refinement. These wonderful works of art are in high demand for both residential and business settings because they produce a captivating visual impression. Finding the ideal glass picture in 3D, though, can be challenging given the abundance of possibilities on the market. Don't worry, as we're going to reveal the mysteries behind finding the perfect 3D glass picture.

Understanding the Artistry:

Understanding the artistic merit of glass pictures in 3d pictures is crucial before beginning the selection process. These pieces of art are made of layers of glass, which are carefully organized to create depth and dimension, in contrast to conventional two-dimensional images. The way light and shadow interact to intensify the sense of depth creates a breathtaking visual effect that enthralls the observer.

Define Your Aesthetic:

Identifying your aesthetic preferences is the first step in locating the ideal glass picture in 3d. Think about your space's overall theme and style, whether it's traditional and elaborate or modern and minimalist. Having a clear understanding of your aesthetic tastes can help you focus and direct your search for pieces that go well with the design you already have.

Consider the Space:

Next, think about the area in which you want to put the glass picture on exhibit. Consider elements like the wall's size, the décor around it, and the quantity of natural light. A larger, bold piece might work well as the center of attention in an expansive living room, but a smaller, more detailed piece would work better in a smaller, more intimate study or bedroom.

Quality Matters:

Make high-quality craftsmanship your top priority when purchasing a 3D glass picture. Seek for items that are expertly produced by hand from premium materials by knowledgeable craftspeople. Be mindful of the little things, such the glass's clarity, the layers' accuracy, and the overall polish. In addition to adding to the visual attractiveness of your room, a well-made glass picture will endure over time.

Explore Diverse Designs:

One of the joys of shopping for glass pictures in 3D is the wide array of designs available. From abstract patterns and geometric shapes to nature-inspired motifs and contemporary themes, there's something to suit every taste and preference. Don't be afraid to explore diverse designs and experiment with different styles to find the perfect piece that resonates with you.

Customization Options:

A truly one-of-a-kind and personalized touch may be handmade 3D glass picture frames. Customization possibilities are available from many artists and studios, enabling you to work together on the design and produce a unique piece of art that expresses your unique vision and style. Customization offers countless opportunities to create a unique masterpiece, whether it's using particular colors, patterns, or even your own photos.

Seek Inspiration:

Look for ideas from design magazines, online galleries, and social media platforms if you're feeling overtaken by the options. Make a note of the designs that appeal to you and suit your sense of style. Refining your tastes and reducing your alternatives can be accomplished by taking inspiration from a variety of sources.

Conclusion:

Finding the perfect glass picture in 3D is a journey of exploration and discovery, guided by your unique aesthetic preferences and design vision. By understanding the artistry behind these captivating artworks, considering the space and quality, exploring diverse designs, and seeking inspiration, you can unlock the secrets to discovering a piece that not only enhances your decor but also brings joy and inspiration for years to come. So, embark on this adventure with an open mind and a discerning eye, and let the beauty of 3D glass pictures transform your space into a work of art.

[fabframe1]

Elevate Your Home with the Best Twin Sash Doors in India

Introduction:In this case, when you are trying to upgrade your house’s exterior and interior appearance, door selection matters so much. From numerous options to choose from sash twin doors, highPOINT as an elegant and versatile solution. India recognizes door panels for their permanent beauty and practicality that it is widespread. So why twin sash doors? Our next topic is twin sash doors and why they are the best choice you will ever make for your home.

1. Timeless Elegance:Sash windows that are twin in size look highly elegant and charming and draw people with their nobility and atmosphere whichever the room is. The 3 1/3 of classical design with two sashes operating independently would suit both traditional and modern interior designs. Achieve the laid back vibe of the past easily with a twin sash door that blends in well with any architectural style from traditional to modern.

2. Versatility in Design:Although a twin sash door is probably not the first to come to mind when we are thinking of windows, in terms of versatility, they are at the top of the list. Made of various materials including timber, uPVC and aluminium these doors can be tweaked to suit your particular preference and blend with the decoration of your house. Ranging from quite intricate design and inlaid details to contemporary minimalist profiles, choose your own style and have twin sash doors in harmony with your architectural vision.

3. Enhanced Ventilation and Natural Light:The twin sash doors are the most up-to-date models that allow for the influx of both sunlight and air which makes them the best fit if the interior (not rooms) has to be lit and air becomes freshened. As the most important feature, it has two independently functional sashes enabling you to precisely bush the amount of fresh air going into your home altogether with the amazing sight of the nature. Apart from that, this element improves convenience for both residents and enhances energy efficiency thus cutting down the consumption of electric power for light and air conditioning.

4. Space-saving Solutions:It is a smart choice when space in the city where residents cope with reduced space is a premium. Twin Sash Doors provide a practical solution in urban abodes by making the most out of the available space. Whereas, fixed hinged doorways mandate a gap for swing open, twin sash doors slide with fitted tracks which makes them perfect in space crunch areas. It can be these doors that make you enjoy the living area whether large or not, and they can also help you a lot in the optimization of your home’s layout but without giving up the style and usefulness.

5. Durability and Security: Putting money in the high-quality twin sash doors implies that the performance will last long and the property owner will not have to worry too much. Indian manufacturers specialize in this area by providing you durable materials as well as advanced locking systems, which makes your home safe for you and eliminates the possibility to break into it. Hardwood, uPVC, and aluminum are the common windows materials with our twin sash doors being resilient and durable. You can rest assured that these frames will last withstand the test of time and keep safe your family and belongings.

Conclusion:Twin sash doors with timeless classic, adaptability to design, and facility for the homeowners in India to raise their lifestyle levels, have remained a favourite option among the homeowners who intend to upgrade their houses. Be that renovation or new construction, you should match these fashionable and functional doors which will be able to add to the aesthetics, comfort, and performance of the areas of your house to live. Take a stroll through the abundant variety of models and pick up the ones which you like the most and match your taste, lifestyle and architectural taste as well. For more information visit us:-https://fabframe.in/twin-sash-doors.php

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7 Expert Tips for Home Staging You Can Implement Yourself

Make quick and easy improvements to your home, whether your home is for sale or not.

When it comes to increasing the value and speed of the sale of your home, preparation, and presentation are often the keys. Interiors are the most crucial selling aspect, even though curb appeal changes might be helpful.

Today, most home shoppers research online, making a property's web appeal just as significant as its curb appeal. 

You want to draw in as many potential buyers as possible to your listing to sell your house quickly. High-quality, staged listing images and videos are a terrific approach to increasing the virtual appeal of your home, and making it stand out in today's crowded market is one of the real estate solutions.

Even if your house is currently in good condition, home staging doesn't have to be an expensive or time-consuming procedure. Declutter your home and remove any personal belongings that make it difficult for purchasers to picture themselves living there.

Check out these tried-and-true suggestions from professional real estate agents and interior designers if you're prepared to try them.

Insert mirrors

A mirror not only gives a room some elegance, but its mirrored surface also makes it appear larger, brighter, and less claustrophobic. Consider purchasing a massive mirror from your neighborhood home store if you need artwork. Your area will feel more carefully chosen and arranged as a result.

Change window coverings

Replace any outdated, heavy draperies with lighter, more modern alternatives. When windows are open, simple, practical window coverings help a room feel airy and look more oversized and more relaxed. To give the impression that the room is taller, choose floor-length drapes and hang them close to the ceiling rather than at the top of the window frame.

Get white, fluffy towels.

Consider using monochrome colors to stage your bathroom. According to Marc Thee of Marc-Michaels Interiors, use only all-white towels in your bathrooms. Colored towels don't give off a spa-like vibe, and they might make a room appear gloomy and heavy. White towels have a clean, fresh feeling. 

Improved rugs

Purchase rugs that will complement your furnishings and rooms. Avoid a too-small carpet for your living room; ensure that at least the front legs of your couch or chairs touch it. The proper-sized rug in the right style will give the room a more significant, "pulled-together" appearance.

Sort out the bookcases.

Give your shelves some beauty while you're organizing things. Rearrange the remaining books so that some are stacked horizontally, and some are vertically by completely removing 25% of them. Put a few objects within the bookcase as accent pieces and bookends. This will brighten your bookcases and give the space more charm and character.

Deep cleaning 

Nobody wants to enter a house with a filthy toilet or scarred walls (and possibly not you!). Spend time cleaning each room in your home, but be mindful of cleaning odors.

Avoid filling houses with too many scents. They'll believe you're concealing something. Instead, make a batch of chocolate chip cookies, and keep it out on the counter for potential customers. This home staging tip will benefit your family even if you aren't selling your home.

De-Personalize

Although we know you took great pains to make your house a home, not all buyers will share your preferences when you try to sell it. Remove everyone's junk and personal photos. You want the prospective buyer to be able to picture living there.

Feel free to express your taste if you are selling your house later.

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THE ANSWER: I

Kim Hongjoong doesn’t like the word ‘cult.’ He prefers ‘sect.’

pairing: ateez x fem reader

genre: cult au, thriller, angst

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Opening shifts are always the worst.

For the most part, the entire shift consisted of cleaning, opening, and then waiting two hours for any actual customers to show up. Occasionally, an early riser would pop their head in to start their morning, but they only appeared every 45 minutes or so. Why the owner insisted the shop open every morning at 5:30 AM was beyond you, but you sometimes appreciated the time alone.

In order to open at 5:30, you had to be on the clock by 4:45; meaning that you had to leave by 4:30, and that you had to wake up by 4. The best part about morning shifts was that you got to awake with the world. The silence when you first rise is always soon replaced by the sounds of birds. The darkness turns to dawn, and dawn to morning. It's beautiful, really, but you would probably appreciate it more if you weren’t so tired.

The absolute emptiness of the shop did nothing to help your tired mind. The quiet hum of the machines and the boredom of waiting for customers that seemed like they would never come could just lull you back to sleep. One day, you’re sure that you will awake to find that you had been sleeping on your feet, finally overcome. 

Today will not be that day. You look up and around the coffee shop. You had been working at The Bean since college, and here you still were; four years and a bachelor's degree later. The field you had chosen had been pretty tight since you graduated, and you were still struggling to find a career-worthy job. The Bean would do until then. The owner liked you, your coworkers liked you, and it paid well enough to keep your apartment. 

The Bean was nothing special. Just a few small tables and some eclectic interior design. Why your boss still had a giant painting of an ass-naked lady hanging on the wall, you would never know. When he first bought that thing and brought it in to hang, you had thought he was joking. He was not. The windows at the front of the shop faced perfectly east, allowing the sun to shine directly onto her figure every morning for a few hours. You could only hope that the sun would fade the colors. While the painting wasn’t bad, it wasn’t the best sight to have to look at for the hours that your shifts would last.

The rest of the interior was rather unremarkable. A bookcase sat in one corner, holding some of the owners favorites. Occasionally, customers would slide out a book and read while enjoying their coffee, but it was becoming more rare. People rarely came into the shop to actually sit these days. On particularly slow mornings, you would allow yourself to choose one of the worn down and stained books to read a couple chapters out of. Unfortunately, the boss wasn’t too keen on seeing you stand around, not doing anything, so you saved it for when you had absolutely nothing to do.

Deciding that you should probably at least try and look busy, you turn around to face the multitude of coffee machines behind you. You check for what could possibly be the fiftieth time that each of them is running and hot; then you move onto the fridge to check the status of the cold brew that you had made earlier. Still there. You then came out to the front of the counter to check on the food display that you had also set up earlier. Everything still looked perfect, considering you hadn’t touched a thing. 

Right as you’re about to check and see if the garbage needs to be taken out (it wouldn’t), you hear it. The gentle ting ting ting of the bell atop the front door. A customer had finally come to put you out of your misery.

You walk back around to stand behind the counter, waiting for them to make their way to you. It's an older gentleman, maybe around 70. He looks to be dressed in his best, a nice set of suspenders clinging tightly to his chest over a blue button down. As he approaches, his footsteps are slow but steady, and very light. He hardly makes a sound.

Once he’s finally up to the counter, you notice the deep smiles lines by his eyes. He displays this very smile to you as he greets you good morning.

“Good morning to you too, sir,” you welcome, “what can I get started for you today?”

He continues smiling as he simply states that he would like one large coffee, for here.

“Great, your total is going to be $2.25,” you let him know, “and could I get a name for your order?”

“Mingi,” he simply states, preparing to swipe his card in the terminal.

Mingi. Now there was a name that you hadn’t heard in a while. You look up at the man, shocked at the reminder of your old friend. You watch him finish his transaction with great care, typing in his pin number delicately. The receipt printer beeps at you, alerting you to the completed transaction. You tear it off, handing it to Mingi before moving to prepare his drink.

Just a simple large coffee in a mug. Your Mingi would have hated that. He always had a pension for the sweeter side of things. In fact, you can even remember when he would come visit you at work, giving you something to do in the early mornings. He would always order some super complicated, obnoxious drink, only so that he could fill up five minutes of your morning. He would then proceed to drink it all while sitting at one of the tables, staring at the painting every time you had to help another customer. Whenever you were free, the two of you would joke around, talk, or do whatever to fill the time. 

The sound of the coffee maker snaps you back out of it. It had beeped to let you know that it was ready. You poured old Mingi his large black coffee into one of the mismatched mugs that The Bean used. Today, you were giving this man his coffee in a mug that jovially exclaimed “I survived Southern Florida!” Had your boss really visited southern Florida? Who knows. After handing Mingi his coffee, he went to sit down at one of the tables, with his back facing the painting.

The reminder of your Mingi made you smile. Mingi had really been a great friend in college. Though he was a year below you, you two made quick friends in one of your required history classes. Neither of you were the greatest, but you sat next to each other on the first day of the semester and immediately took a liking to each other. 

For as long as you knew him, Mingi had been one of the happiest, kindest guys you had ever had the pleasure of getting to know. He was genuinely a great person. After the history class you shared ended, you two started to hang out a lot more outside class. You never had a romantic relationship, no matter how many rumors flew about it. It simply wasn’t like that. You two got very close through the years, until Mingi had dropped out last year, during your senior year.

You never got to ask why he dropped out or where he was going. He was simply gone one day. It had really torn you up, you were sick with worry and nothing could have made you feel secure. After a few weeks, you had gotten a single text from him: Sorry to leave, I’ll miss you.

It really hurt, having probably your closest friend up and leave you like that. For months, even until after graduation, you had missed him. Time had made the pain fade, and, honestly, you had a lot of other things to worry about eventually. You had been curious as to what had happened to him, but it left to the back of your mind as all other thoughts of him had.

Looking out into the now semi-occupied coffee shop, you recall the memory of a very slow morning, not unlike this one. As usual, Mingi had come to visit you and order something that would take a few minutes off your hands. That morning, he had ordered something iced despite it being the dead of winter and freezing outside. As one could imagine, having a giant caffeinated beverage over the course of less than an hour had led Mingi to be quite hyper that morning. Meanwhile, you were still trying your best to not fall asleep.

In his attempt to simultaneously keep you awake and entertain you, Mingi had pulled you out from behind the bar and tried to get you to dance with him. Of course, you resisted at first. How could you dance in a coffee shop at 6 AM? But Mingi had insisted, resting his hands on your waist and guiding your hips to sway with the nonexistent music. Mingi was so tall, there was no way you could reach behind his neck, so you had settled with resting your hands just barely at the tops of his shoulders. 

And you two danced. In a coffee shop, in the dead of winter, at 6AM, to no music at all, you two danced. It was probably one of the best mornings that you and Mingi had had together. Had you not been interrupted by your boss, maybe it would have gone somewhere. Unfortunately, you never found out. 

You’re pulled out of your memories by the Mingi that occupied The Bean at that specific moment. He had risen and waved a hand to you, before steadily making his way back out the door. Watching Mingi go makes something rise in your chest. You feel tears prick at the corners of your eyes, suddenly hyper-aware of the pain of losing Mingi again. Quickly swiping at your eyes, you resolve to try your hardest to find Mingi after your shift. He had to be out there somewhere.

.・。.・゜✭ ⧖ ・.・ ⧖ ✫・゜・。. 

The rest of your shift had gone by even slower. The anticipation of waiting was suffocating. As soon as you’re in the back room and clocked out, you call one of your closest friends from school that you still talked to, Jungeun. 

Jungeun had been in your same major program with you, so you shared many of your classes. She was your closest female friend at the time, and is currently the best friend that you have. Because of your close relationship with Mingi, Jungeun had met him many times and you were sure that she had considered him a friend as well. She was nearly as concerned as you were when he went missing, but she had quickly become employed after graduation and Mingi had slipped her mind just as he slipped yours.

Jungeun picks up after only a couple rings. “Aye, whats up?”

You almost let out a laugh, her greetings were always so carefree. You two exchange pleasantries before you get to the point of the phone call.

“Say, Jungeun, you remember Mingi, right?”

She very quickly and enthusiastically ensures you that she remembers Mingi before asking why you’re wondering.

You explain the situation that you found yourself in at work, and Jungeun lets you know that she will definitely help you look for him.

“But, (y/n), are you sure?” She asks, sounding a bit concerned. “He did kind of just… leave. Like he didn’t want to be found.”

You think about it for barely a second. Yes, you’re sure. The tears that had come up earlier made you certain. You need to know what happened to him. 

Jungeun and you agree to meet up the next day, as neither of you have to work. As you walk out of the shop, you desperately hope that your combined brain power will be able to find him.

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a/n: hehe i am finally crossposting! i've been writing this fic for like. over a year on ao3 but i decided to start posting here as well! i promise that chapters get longer and much more intriguing pretty quickly hehe just bear w me!