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[notredamedeparisfans]

Living Room Dallas Inspiration for a large, open-concept living room remodel with white walls, a traditional fireplace, a plaster fireplace, and a wall-mounted television.

[gracious-freedom]

Open - Modern Living Room Large modern open concept living room with white walls, a plaster fireplace, a standard fireplace, and a light wood floor. Wall-mounted television.

[jaymepollock]

Dallas Transitional Laundry Room Large transitional galley gray floor dedicated laundry room photo with a farmhouse sink, white cabinets, white walls, beige countertops, flat-panel cabinets and a side-by-side washer/dryer

[yoongiburn]

Open Living Room Example of a large minimalist open concept light wood floor and beige floor living room design with white walls, a standard fireplace, a plaster fireplace and a wall-mounted tv

[nemcat7]

i made speary dream too :D (featuring the correct aspect ratio this time)

I tried to keep it as canon compliant as possible, so the dreams mostly focus on the story rather than Spearmaster themself. Though I tried to make the last image give them a bit more character by showing how they miss Suns !

I want to draw Rivulet next, which will probably focus on just them being cute rather than the grander story of their campaign haha (if you have any ideas for things rivulet can dream about let me know i need ideas-)

[jouelacommelara]

Dallas Home Bar

[plutonicbees]

cassie sandsmark star jorts from issue #23 of yj98 you have always been famous to me

(before pic + additional photos and unnecessary ramblings under the cut)

I made these jorts in 22 hours over the course of 3 days! pure willpower via my love for cassie sandsmark because I am a total novice in sewing and i am still not very good at it. (i really just combined various tutorials and improvised on measurements and then regretted improvising measurements later on).

I thrifted these jeans last year for cassie vibes (even though I had already made her star-spangled red bellbottoms at that point) and wasn't a fan of how they fit + I couldn't figure out how to style them. I enjoyed sewing in the panels to flare them out and then everything else (cargo pockets and sewing in stars) was hell <3

the pockets are not placed well (nor are they particularly well-made), the hem is uneven, the stars are quite janky (and I think I stitched on too many), I probably stabbed my fingers a million times, and I am so in love with them

[xenomorphicdna]

This is an on the string propaganda post

Brought to you, by me (with love)

It's time for machine comforts. Comforts we can't understand, or experience. Let them be happy, let them be at peace with their body.

Does a breath of cool water feel nice on their systems? When it's quiet do they listen to their own heart and feel the electricity pulsing? Does it remind them that they are alive and a part of this world? Do they have dreams? Hopes and projects they wish to work on, hobbies?

Why get off the string into the harsh and deadly world, fighting for survival and losing everything they've ever known to love about themselves?

What about the safety of their bodies? How scary would it be for a machine with thousands, maybe millions of throughs to suddenly have just a handful. The horror of everything going silent.

They have hundreds of eyes to see the world for all its beauty, they capture moments that would otherwise go unseen. Why blind themselves of such things?

[captainhysunstuff]

A headcanon of mine is that L had a later growth spurt and looked way younger than he was~. I closed his age gap here a bit to demonstrate the contrast. This would be their ages if I were to indulge in a "growing up together" AU.

[puppetmaster13u]

When you discover your friend is practically a giant wooden puppet after a battle

This is @phoenixcatch7 's Possessed Doll Au and I highly recommend yall check it out

[toxictoxicities]

Who said they only got one outfit? UI wouldn't allow that in the city lets be real SDFYGUh

Also I realized in drawing this that the scug Suns made (Spearmaster) is purple which is on Sigs color palate and that Hunter is red (well pinkish but still) which is on SUNS color palate. Also we know that Suns learned from Sigs how to use the scugs as messengers and p much perfected it.

I now head cannon when Suns n Sigs were making their scugs the color choices were a sort of nod to each other wanting to contribute something resembling the other in their creation. (Especially Suns who was learning it from Sigs)

[candycatstuffs]

Another gf sketchdump!! Now featuring Characters Besides Stan!!!!

that one hair doodle is based on a scene from this fic heehoo

[teddybearsims]

if I saw them in the street id turn the other way

[iterator-ask-blog]

Sig, I QUARDRUPAL dog dare YOU to give Suns a smooch (:

[etanow]

Sense Gangle is a shadow monster is she able to possess other peoples shadows?

Not possess, but she can hide in shadows and o much "fast travel" through them if that makes sense!

She prefers darker rooms for this reason even when masked, she's sensitive to brightness, and when Shadowy shes a little more translucent if under direct lights

[drarrily-we-row-along]

Oversized Hoodie

It wasn't fair.

Harry had no defense. There was nothing he could do to stop the inevitable tide of emotions rising in his chest and stomach.

The urge to squish, and touch, and hold was too overwhelming for him to do anything other than stare.

Draco Malfoy was already more adorable than Harry could stand most days and the sight of him curled up on the end of the couch in the 8th year common room, dozing in an oversized hoodie that almost reached his knees was just too much.

The books in his arms clattered to the floor and Draco's head snapped up, "I'm awake!" he blurted, "Potions exam!" Then he blinked blearily up at Harry, "What?" he asked dazedly.

"Sorry," Harry said, licking his lips. Then instead of making up a lie, his mouth overrode his brain and he blurted, "You just look so cute.”

"I-"

"Sorry," he blurted, clapping a hand over his mouth.

Draco smiled, slow and soft, “say you’re not a dream.”

He huffed a laugh, “if I was a dream, I think that I’d be a little less of a mess,” he said, gesturing to his school supplies scattered across the floor.

“Oh, I don’t know. You’re usually a bit of a mess in my dreams,” he replied. “It’s rather adorable, if I’m being honest.”

Harry laughed and shook his head, “what else am I like in your dreams?”

He tilted his head in a way that vaguely reminded Harry of Luna in an endearing sort of way. “Usually flirting with me badly and teasing me, but in a charming way.”

“Are you sure you’re not confusing your dreams with real life?” Harry asked, scratching the back of his neck.

Draco laughed, a soft, little giggle. “You don’t flirt with me.”

“Not well, anyway,” Harry grumbled.

“Do you know what you don’t ever actually do in my dreams?” he asked, looking up at Harry under his eyelashes.

“What?”

“You never kiss me,” he said. “Sometimes you come close but,” he shrugged, “I always wake up.”

“Do you want me to kiss you?” he asked, heart thundering like mad in his chest.

Draco nodded, eyes drifting shut.

He took a deep breath and stepped closer, leaning down and touching his lips to Draco’s, just a soft press that left his body reeling.

Gasping, Draco reached up and cupped Harry’s cheeks, fingers still swallowed up by the sweatshirt and pressed their lips together again. “You’re still here,” Draco murmured against his lips.

Harry nodded, mouth brushing over Draco’s, noses bumping softly together. “Told you I was real.” He opened his eyes to find Draco already looking at him, blinking like he couldn't quite believe what had just happened.

"Well," he said. "If that's the case, and if you want to, why don't you come sit on the sofa with me and kiss me some more."

He laughed, breathless and a little disbelieving as he crawled onto the sofa next to Draco and kissed him again, lips trailing over the other boy's softly as they explored each other's mouths, their hands lighting on one another's shoulders, waists, necks, and cheeks.

They kissed until the door to the common room banged open and a group of students came crashing in. There was a long pause where it felt like all of the sound had been sucked out of the room. Draco looked at Harry and Harry looked at Draco, and they could feel the weight of everyone else's eyes on them.

And then all of the noise rushed in and the students who'd been entering began cheering and shouting, and Harry watched, completely besotted, as Draco's cheeks flushed crimson and he smiled bashfully at Harry and the other students.

"I like you," Harry whispered when all of the noise died down and the other students started to head off to their dorms, gently teasing the two of them.

Draco grinned, "I like you too," he said before he started yawning.

After a long moment of staring at a very sleepy looking Draco he spoke again. "You should go to bed," Harry said, bumping their noses together.

"Come see me in the morning?" he asked softly.

Harry nodded, "Yeah. Of course."

"I'll probably think it was a dream," Draco said as he moved back so he could stand without bumping Harry over.

He laughed, "It's not, I promise," he said, standing too and taking Draco's hand in his, pressing a kiss to his knuckles. "Can I walk you to your room."

"What a gentleman," Draco teased, but he was grinning widely at Harry, looking as besotted as Harry felt.

He walked him up the staircase and stopped outside of Draco's door, "Sweet dreams."

Draco leaned in and kissed his cheek, "they're always sweet when they're of you."

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