#sitting chair

[royalty-nobility]

'The Royal Family: A Centenary Portrait'

Artist: John Wonnacott (British, 1940-)

Date: 2000

Medium: Oil on canvas on foamboard

Collection: National Portrait Gallery, London, United Kingdom

Sitters:

King Charles III (1948-), King regnant.

Prince Philip, Duke of Edinburgh (1921-2021), Consort of Elizabeth II.

Queen Elizabeth II (1926-2022), Reigned 1952-2022.

Queen Elizabeth, the Queen Mother (1900-2002), Queen of George VI.

Prince Henry, Duke of Sussex (1984-), Duke of Sussex; son of King Charles III.

William, Prince of Wales (1982-)

[korunia]

Traditional Living Room - Open

Living room - mid-sized traditional open concept medium tone wood floor living room idea with blue walls and no fireplace

[thedegu]

Why dies everything cost $300 dollars anymore?

[netsurfer1001]

A variety of chairs; all credit goes to chairmaker, muddycap.

[kennedysteve]

Bedroom - Farmhouse Bedroom Example of a large country guest bedroom with blue walls, a beige floor, and carpeting.

[silvabrylee]

Bedroom - Farmhouse Bedroom Example of a large country guest bedroom with blue walls, a beige floor, and carpeting.

[samblerg]

Guest Bedroom Los Angeles

Example of a small classic guest dark wood floor bedroom design with green walls and no fireplace

[magic-cricketbat]

“why does charles sit on the desk when there are clearly other chairs in the office—”

because he’s bisexual that’s why

[smoke-under-skin]

Loft-Style Family Room

An illustration of a medium-sized transitional loft-style family room with a light wood floor and blue walls.

[ghostbsuter]

"SHIT!" Jumping 5 feet into the air, Danny scrambled away from the bat costume wearing man, hair on every body part standing, and he's hissing like a feral cat.

"Can you not! I could have died from fright!" He complains, glaring.

Batman doesn't take the complaint to heart, instead focusing on him.

"Why are you here? This is a goverment funded stronghold, you aren't supposed to be here. Leave for your own safety."

Danny's shoulders drop, and he rolls his eyes. "Relax, bat guy, I'm here for something. Different reasons."

Batman doesn't take that and instead turns to his comm. "Red Robin, Nightwing, positions?"

"Close, B, just left RR to the monitors. ETA 5 mins."

He turns back to the boy.

"You want to come along?" Said boy asks after the moment of silence, idly fiddling eith his fingers.

Batman took note of that.

"Once my partner arrives, you'll be escorted out—"

"Yeah no, I'm not leaving."

[chipper-smol]

star abducted :3

[mizartz]

slow day at leblanc

[marejadilla]

Gabriel Mark Lipper, "Martique", ("Alla Prima" series) Oil on panel. Born in Portland and lives in Ashland, Oregon.

[heartfeltsylvia]

Atlanta Family Room Loft-Style Example of a mid-sized transitional loft-style light wood floor family room design with blue walls

[theunholyvirginemilyprentiss]

A compilation of Emily Prentiss being too gay to sit properly:

[bi-writes]

MOB thots….simon teasing MOB all day by putting her in diff suggestive positions. she gets all excited everytime but alas. still no dick

mail-order bride (lightly 18+)

"hmmm...y'think this table for the study, yeah?" simon asks. you shrug, walking around it, crossing your arms over your chest. you tilt your head to the side. the fluorescent lights of the furniture store make it a little hard to envision your house, but you try to make due with some of the sunlight that's peeking through from outside.

"y'think this is the right color? i mean...i really liked that sage paint color, so i think going with a darker wood might look--oh!" you gasp when you feel him right behind you. your husband's hand finds your waist easily, smoothing around the band of your jeans before he pulls you back and presses you against his front. you jerk a little when his pelvis presses right up against your ass, but he's so cool, so calm, so collected--it's so hard to be normal with him, and yet he behaves so nonchalant. as if nothing phases him, even though you can feel how much you affect him right against your back.

your eyes flutter shut when he slides his hand a little lower, using his other hand to push against your back. your hip hinges, and you mewl as your palms hit the surface of the desk. you bend, easy, and simon hums when he notices the height is perfect, right at your hip. even bent over, your feet are planted firmly on the ground, and he smacks his lips under the mask as he pulls you upright again, right against his chest.

he leans over your shoulder, kissing under your ear through the mask.

"this one," he grunts, chuckling. "suits us just right, yeah, baby?"

"y-yeah, simon. i-i like this one."