#stools with casters

[mayugene]

Great Room - Transitional Dining Room

Great room - mid-sized transitional light wood floor and brown floor great room idea with a ribbon fireplace, white walls and a stone fireplace

[bryancailyn]

Cleveland Great Room Great room - mid-sized transitional light wood floor and brown floor great room idea with a ribbon fireplace, white walls and a stone fireplace

[illubean]

Could I get headcanons for Feitan, Illumi, Leorio, and Chrollo falling for gn!reader who by all means seems like a strong, nuturing, emotionally stable individual but every once in awhile casually says or does smthin that makes people go "Oh you're a little fuckin nuts, actually"

(e.x.: Most of their D.I.Y. furniture is made of different kinds of bone, morbidly interested in the more gorey parts of their jobs, probably works in a field that allows them to be around the dead often like a taxidermist or a mortitian, highkey just unabashashedly a morbid little freak™️ whenever it comes up naturally in conversation but otherwise comes across as just an attentive lil guy you could bring home the average parents would love.)

HXH Men with a Morbid!S/o

Characters: Leorio Paladaknight, Illumi Zoldyck, Chrollo Lucilfer, Feitan Portor Type: Headcanons, Gn!reader

this is so me

Warnings: dead things and body parts and stuff

Leorio Paladaknight

being an aspiring doctor, Leorio thought that your knowledge on both human and animal anatomy was pretty useful

at first he didn't think much about your job and just assumed you were some type of doctor or biologist or something

he often asks you questions as he studies and you're a pretty good tutor

the first time Leorio realized you were kinda weird is when one day you were walking down the street and saw some roadkill

and you were like "aww too bad, the skin and bones are too damaged to harvest"

and you kept walking like it was normal while he was like ?!!??!?

or you guys were having a normal conversation and you say something like

"if you died i'd taxidermy you and re-articulate your skeleton so you'd be with me forever <3"

1 taxidermizing humans is illegal and 2 WHAT

he is cold sweating wtf did he get himself into

when he comes to your house for the first time and sees a bunch of bones, animal skins and wet specimens he damn near passes the fuck out

how do you just casually have dead things and remains around your house!?

AND WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU MADE YOUR COFFEE TABLE OUT OF CAMEL BONES?

he is freaking the fuck out and you're just like "dw everything is ethically sourced :D"

yeah he thinks you're a freak and he is too fearful to break up with you ever (not like he was planning to anyways)

Illumi Zoldyck

whatever drew Illumi to you had to have been some type of power

aside from that power, to Illumi you were relatively normal and had a good grip on your emotions which made you a perfect candidate

that being said he could care less what your job was, you'd just end up working for or with him eventually

when he started bringing you around the estate, you often sought out their guard dog Mike and Illumi couldn't think of why

that is until you came back one day with a human femur and bright smile on your face

"... where did you even get that?" "From one of Mike's victims. If I collect enough I could make a whole set of bar stools!"

he blinked at you and chose to ignore your statement

i mean, to each their own am i right?

so you have ah hobby, big deal

Illumi just thinks you're pretty normal personality wise until you randomly but casually drop information about what you do in your free time or have in your home

so now whenever he has a job Illumi calls you in for cleanup

you get to do.... whatever it is you do and there's no evidence of a dead body left behind, it's a win win

Chrollo Lucilfer

he couldn't care less what your job is because it's probably not worse than his 😭

he didn't really notice anything "morbid" about you until he asked about your jewlery

you wore things like resin caster bug pendants or bird skull earrings and stuff

he just assumed they were fake and you bought them because they looked badass

but then you told him you make it all YOURSELF

he is intrigued

he doesn't really question you past that because you were probably buying the bones and stuff somewhere (spoiler alert you're not)

what really caused him to think was when you casually just picked up a dead rat off the floor in some abandoned building you were exploring and suck it in your pocket

bro was so confused

"What do you need that for?" "To make a new necklace :3"

yeah now he knows that your odd taste in jewelry goes deeper than just that

he won't judge you though, if anything you're a better person than he is considering you don't kill things yourself

he is literally a murderer and a thief and has committed like 3467633788 crimes so he couldn't judge even if he wanted to

so now when he sees dead animals and what not he bags them up and brings them to you

he likes to sit in on your cleaning and making process

you seem like a perfectly normal and sweet person to everyone else but Chrollo knows about your freaky little hobby and it just makes him like you even more

Feitan Portor

I feel like for you and Feitan to even be acquainted you have to be part of the troupe

whatever you do outside of it is your business

buttttttt since you are his s/o and Feitan is probably homeless he crashes wherever you are

thus him finding out about your hobby and other job

out of everyone on this list he is the most interested

he too is a morbid little freak

he goes with you to find things and will help you with the cleaning/taxidermy or whatever process if you let him

what he doesn't understand though is why you don't just kill the things you want instead of hunting for already dead things

sometimes he will go catch like a squirrel or something and bring it back to you like a cat and tell you he found it like that

Fei baby. No the fuck you didn't

after doing what you're doing for so long you can tell what caused an animal to die but you wouldn't tell him that

he's just so cute and wants to be supportive of your hobby <3

[cokou]

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—For the past few weeks, your Captain, Law had focused into a research about the side of feminity. (Just pretend he doesnt know much)

And, for the past few weeks, he'd also call you to help him at his research lab. Asking you all kinds of questions such as, 'what does it feel like? ' or 'how does it feel when—' this and that. Some questions being personal as well. —

This was no different day, he asked you to go help him at his research lab. So, of course you went to help him— i mean there's nothing more to do on such a boring day. You peeked inside his lab on a small opening of the door, he noticed you and welcomed you in.

You sat on the stool nearest to him and quietly explored the lab with your eyes, ready to answer his embarrassing questions.

"So," he clears his throat while looking at his notes. "We'll try something different today, but, before we start, wear this." He gave you a, hospital gown?

You sighed, "Are you gonna operate on me?"

.

"No, not today. "

You nodded slightly, "It can't be too different anyway." Just his presence is enough to make your heart beat faster. Now you're wondering how different this would be.

"lay here." He taps the Laboratory Caster (if thats what you call it) , his voice low but commanding.

You looked at him with a confused look—, he had never asked you to lay on a caster, usually he'd ask you these questions on a chair, so, this was definitely different.

"C'mon, we don't have all day" he snaps his fingers at you with a small grin, his look made you think if he's gonna eat you alive or what.

You followed his order and laid down on the caster whilst looking at him, waiting for his orders.

"So,—" He paused. "Spread your legs."

You were taken aback if what he had just asked you to do, clearly embarrassed at the same time, you took your time to process what he had said, thinking that you just misheard him.

"S-sorry? Did i hear you corr—", "Yes." He cutted you off, now you're confused AND embarrassed. You didn't even know what to do, so you just obeyed him and slowly parted your legs. You're not sure where this is going, or how this will escalate. You had so much thoughts going on inside of your mind that you didn't hear what he was saying.

"Ehem, are you listening?" He cleared his throat, tapping his shoe on the floor.

"Sorry, what were you saying?"

.

"Nevermind it." He held your hips tightly that you swore he left imprints on it, he then pushed your legs apart, enough for him to see the underwear you were wearing. He had a sly grin spread on his face as he eyes you.

"C-Captain? What are you—" His sudden movements sent shivers down your spine, it doesn't help that his lab was on a cooler side.

"Hmm." He pressed his tatooed thumb on your clothed clit, making you jump and gasp loudly.

"How'd that feel?" He was looking up on your face then down onto your clothed pussy.

"Mh, felt gd'.." You were thinking that, since you and him had escalated on the research so far, that, he took it on whole another level.

"hm, how about—" he pressed his thumb onto your clothed clit once again and started rubbing it in circles. "This?" .

You gasped at the feeling, biting back a moan from your lips. "g-good'.."

He took his thumb back, reaching for his pen and started writing down your reactions— from you gasping and moaning just with him touching your clothed clit.

"Let's proceed then." He placed his clipboard down, resting his hands on your hips once again. You felt him playing with your underwears string, tugging it and slightly pulling it. Once he got a grip on it, he slowly pulled it off you, connecting yourself with a thin string of slick.

"Let's not get excited shall we? It's only a research purpose." You're sure it's more than a research purpose with that grin on his face.

"Uhm..i dont—, exactly know how this helps you.." you could feel the atmosphere inside the room thicken, which makes you have goosebumps all over your body. You pressed your thighs together hoping to get yourself to grip it and stop, but he didn't let you.

"Stay like that." He wasted no time into playing with your now, bare pussy. He traced the entrace, circling around your clit, hoping to get reactions out of you. You, on the other hand, was already giving out groans and gasps as he touches your slick covered cunt.

He stopped for a second, then slowly enters two of his tattooed digits inside your core, quickly receiving a moan from you. He scissored his fingers, twisted, and added one more finger inside. You—, still not sure of what to do, just followed how everything flew.

He took his digits out, wiping them on his clothes and grappled his clipboard and started to write everything down. It's as if he's almost trying to know everything about you and your body, which he is probably doing.

You sit up slowly and peeked onto his sheets���, which are full of written down reactions and how you felt like. You're starting to get a grip of what he's trying to do.

"I told you not to move, yes?" He looked up from the sheets of paper to you,

"Sorry.." you positioned yourself as the position you were in a while ago, which was literally you, laying down, with your legs wide open. It was starting to make you have cold feet, and embarrassed.

You heard the sound of a metal clank, only to be greeted by a pair of a cold hand on knee, with his other hand already on your core once again. He slowly entered two of his fingers inside you, his thumb resting on your clit. With just his fingers, it was enough for you to feel as fuck.

He slowly thrusted his digits in and out, with his thumb circling on your clit.

You were already a moaning mess with just his fingers alone, and— you weren't expecting this to happen at all.

"Enjoying yourself too much?" You couldn't see his face as you shut your eyes so tightly due to the stimulating pleasure that he was giving you, but you were sure that he was grinning while playing with your cunt.

"Mhmore..please..." You already gave in to the pleasure that he was giving you, it felt too good, so good that you could feel your eyes rolling back into the back of your skull. And, it was only his fingers still.

He took his fingers out of you, earning a loud gasp from you, "why'd y' stop..?" You felt impatient as you waited for him to initiate a move,

"Stand up." His tone was serious, but you could tell that he wasn't at all serious. You picked yourself up and stood Infront of him.

"Be a doll and bend yourself over over this desk, I'll be right back." He lightly taps the desk beside you.

He left the room, so you decided to obey him and you bent yourself over the cold netal desk. You felt another goosebump laying on your body as you waited for him to return. It had been minutes, and soon you heard the door clicked, you turned your head to the sound but was pushed back down onto the desk, with your arms for support.

"It's good to know that you obey orders every now and then." You received a loud slap on the ass as you felt him grab the hem of your dress and he lifts it up, completely exposing your bare ass. You jumped at the sudden feeling and press yourself on him.

"Please.."

"Please what? Use your words." He was milking out the sound of begging out of you and it was working, you think hes a total devil for making you do something so embarrassing.

"Please just— touch me..." You buried your face harder onto your arms as the embarrassment floods your mind.

"Alright-ya." Just as soon as the words escape his mouth, you felt him press up his hand on your ass as he discards his pants using his free hand. You felt his cock sprung out as it hit your ass. He pressed it on your entrance teasingly, slowly entering your cunt.

You moaned it response as you felt him enter you, feeling like you were being torn apart from your core. He slowly thrusted in and out, and eventually picking up his pace. Skin slapping could be heard along with grunts and moans all over the room— or even outside the lab. Your face buried in your arms so hard you feel like you're bruising yourself.

He continued with his pace up for longer, eventually making you close to your climax. "m'close!" But god he probably knows just by the way you clenched on his throbbing cock.

"Fuck— me too-" you came not too long later, and him following just moments later. He stayed inside you for a good minute or two, eventually pulling out, making you moan.

You dropped onto the floor, ass first as he grabs hus sheets.

"Ya, thanks for helping me." He was grinning while looking at you now.

"It's research purposes y'know!" You give him a sly wink and a thumbs up.

"Then you won't mind helping me out again, ya? After all it's a 'research purpose' you say."

©Cokou 2024, all works belongs to me.

[hirukochan]

Blindsided

A Severus Snape x fem!reader

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

Pairing: Severus Snape x former student reader

Summary: Complaining to your friend about Snape's complicated presence in your life ends up with you being pulled into the battle of Hogwarts. Will Snape survive?

Warnings: Smut, some degradation, angst, blood

Wordcount: 6300

Read on Ao3 or below the cut

“I don’t know!” You whine and drop your head onto the counter.

“What do you mean ‘you don’t know’ how can you not know why you fuck someone?”

“It was a lapse in judgement.”

“A huge bloody lapse that must have been.” Aberforth grunts and dries a glass with a dirty rag. “Severus fucking Snape - his name is almost as feared as you-know-who’s these days.”

“I know!” You peer up from the counter. Aberforth looks grim - but he always looks grim. In your sixth year, you once and for all decided the Three Broomsticks is too crowded and unpleasant to be in. The Hog’s Head already had a terrible reputation back then, but you didn’t care as long as it was quiet. A sorta friendship developed between you and the barman after that. “Do you hate me now?”

Aberforth grunts. “Hate you? Ridiculous girl.” He turns to put the glass back on the shelf to the other glasses that were never used. “What would I hate you for?”

“I slept with Snape.”

“And?”

“Twice.”

“I repeat, and?”

“He- he killed your brother…”

“I’m certain he has killed a lot more than just my brother and as you know Albus and I haven’t spoken in years. When you are as old as me you don’t view death as something so terrible anymore. Anyway, I heard he was sick. Caught some nasty curse or something.”

“I’m a terrible person.”

“Don’t flatter yourself! There are way worse people out there. Snape for example.” He makes a sound that distantly resembles a laugh. A rattling  humph  sound. You glare at him, but can’t help the corners of your mouth twitch.

“Was it at least good?”

“That’s the worst part.” You groan and prop your head up against your hand.

“That bad?”

“The opposite.”

“That good, hm?”

You blush and quickly take a large gulp of your drink to hide it. 

“You know, I’ve said it before you should-”

“I’m not joining the resistance, Aberforth!” You groan. “I have nothing to bring to the table. I was decent at best in Defense. I’d get myself killed within the first few days.”

“You know Snape.”

“I fail to see the connection.” Aberforth raises a brow and you shrink a little under his intense ‘are-you-kidding-me’-gaze.

“A spy in their midst would be useful.” He says gruffly and places another glass on a shelf.

“I’m no spy! I can’t fool Snape! We can hate him as much as he deserves to be hated but you have to agree that he’s a bloody genius! I could never fool him.”

“You said he broke into your flat while fatally injured. Even a genius is sometimes just a man thinking with his cock.”

“I’m not whoring myself out to-” Your outrage is cut short by an ear-splitting scream outside.

“This damn Caterwauling Charm!” Aberforth roars and hurls his dishcloth to the ground. You press your hands to your ears to shield them from the scream. It rips through the night like a sharp knife through skin, tearing at your eardrums and every nerve in your body. It is like the caster of the charm is standing right next to you but the terrible sound clearly comes from outside.

“What is this?” You shout over the wail towards Aberforth.

“Curfew’s been broken! They were boasting about being sent here to catch Potter. Seem to be thinking he’d be stupid enough to come here and they seem to be right.”

You get up from the bar stool and follow Aberforth to the window.

The wailing stops. You take a relieved breath and drop your hands to your side. Multiple Death Eaters dressed in dark robes are storming out of the  Three Broomsticks . They are talking about something, but you can’t hear.

“Poor Rosmerta.” You grimace at the thought of having to serve those monsters at your establishment. Instinctively you grab your wand in your pocket. Dementors flood into the village. You tense.

“Bloody fool!” Aberforth growls. A shimmering blue stag runs through the town centre, fighting off shadowy dementors. Potter’s Patronus. You gasp, clasping your hands over your mouth. So Aberforth is right. Harry Potter is here in Hogsmeade.

“What would possess him-”

Aberforth stalks through the room and rips open the door. 

“Potter!” He hisses. Wind tears at his robes and what sounds like three sets of hasty footsteps cross through the room and up the trickery wooden staircase behind the counter. You see nothing. If it weren’t for the steps you’d think nothing happened. 

“Invisibility cloak.” Aberforth mutters over his shoulder, but his attention is suddenly pulled away by multiple hooded figures reaching the pub. You take a step back, disappearing in the shadows. 

“So what?” Bellows Aberforth in response to something you didn’t catch. “So what? You send dementors down my street, I’ll send a Patronus back at’em! I’m not having’em near me, I’ve told you that. I’m not having it!”

“That wasn’t your Patronus! That was a stag. It was Potter’s!” A Death Eater shouts back, sounding rather childish you note.

“Stag!” Roars Aberforth. He draws his wand and you tense, grabbing your own tighter, your knuckles going white. If they attack Aberforth you’ll- jump into a fight you’re gloriously outnumbered in? “Stag! You idiot - Expecto Patronum! ”

Aberforth’s large goat Patronus jumps from the tip of his wand. Head down, it charges toward the village centre, and out of sight. 

“That’s not what I saw” says the Death Eater, sounding less convinced than before.

“Curfew’s been broken, you heard the noise,” Another Death Eater interrupted the first. “Someone was out on the streets against regulations-”

“It was me.” You say and step forward, out of the shadows like Snape always used to when catching you out and about in the castle after curfew and the thought almost makes you laugh hysterically considering what you’re about to do. “When I arrived that horrible sound started.”

“You set off the charm?” The first Death Eater says confused. His eyes roam over your body, causing a cold shiver to run down your back and a foul taste to spread in your mouth. You resist the urge to wrap your arms around yourself to hide from the hungry stares of the dark wizards.

“That’s what I said, isn’t it?”

“What are you doing here at this hour, beautiful?” The second one purrs in a sickly-sweet tone of voice. You somehow manage to keep your blatant disgust from showing on your face. You square your shoulder and raise your chin, looking down at the men with nothing but disinterested arrogance.

“That is hardly of your concern.” The men look at each other, snickering mockingly.

“‘Hardly of your concern’?” One sneers. “Princess thinks herself too good to follow the rules.”

“Perhaps we ought to teach her a lesson, boys.”

“I am-” you raise your voice to drown out their beginning discussion of what to do with you. “-here to see Severus, so do yourself the favour and fuck off, yes?” A murmur passes through the Death Eaters. Saying Snape’s first name feels weird.

“The headmaster doesn’t receive walk-ins - especially not at this hour, even if they are as pretty as you.”

“He’s expecting me, you moron!” He is definitely not expecting you! He said he hopes you’ll never have to see him again!

“She sounds just like him.” One of the figures murmurs.

“Wait-” Another interrupts him. “I recognise you! You’re Snape’s little whore! Yes! The one in Diagon Alley, you remember boys? The shop that’s off-limits. I wondered why a pathetic bookshop would be off-limits until Wilkies said he was sent to get Snape from there and who do you think opened the door?”

You keep your chin held high and your clenched fists hidden in the pockets of your coat you had not taken off in your hurry to get out all the things weighing on your chest. Aberforth catches your gaze. His brows are knitted, an unspoken question in his eyes. You give him a tiny nod. 

You can do this. 

If Potter is here, here, there must be a damn good reason for it and if you could keep Snape distracted long enough-

Something in your chest tightens painfully at the thought of deceiving the man, which is ridiculous! He’s a Death Eater and a murderer!

He said this will all be over soon and while he probably meant that you-know-who will kill Potter soon - you have the chance to help the resistance here, help Potter. Everyone says he’s your only hope so here goes nothing.

“If you’re done wasting my time, then!” You growl, pissed off by the way they speak about you right to your face.

“You’re not going anywhere alone!” The Death Eater who recognised you says sharply. “Wouldn’t want you to get lost on your way to your…” His eyes roam over your body and he licks his lips. “ Date .”

It’s hard to resist the urge to claw his eyeballs out with your fingernails but you succeed. Somehow. 

He steps to the side and gestures for you to lead the way. “We’ll escort you.”

You shoot him a snide glance and leave behind  The Hogshead  and Aberforth and the pretended safety you have been surrounding yourself in ever since Albus Dumbledore died.

Your stomach drops further with every step you take towards the imposing castle looming over the quiet village. You are flanked by two of the hooded figures. Your mouth feels dry and fuzzy and not even the sight of your beloved Hogwarts with its glimmering windows can ease your anxiety.

What if Snape blows your cover? ‘Expecting her? Why would I be expecting her?’  What if he decides to play along? Or maybe he’ll ask why you lied?

You take a deep breath, inhaling the cool night air into your lungs, focusing on the way they expand in your chest.

Snape came to  your  flat when he was fatally injured! Aberforth is right, that has to mean something! It just has to…And Potter is here for a reason! They say he is the only one that will be able to defeat you-know-who and while placing your fate on the shoulders of a seventeen-year-old sounds ridiculous  you  will certainly not defeat the most powerful Dark wizard to ever live! But you can distract Snape. Yes. You can keep him busy and buy Potter a chance to do whatever he is here for- 

Or Snape sees right through you and Potter doesn’t have a plan.

You can’t even begin to tell yourself you don’t want to distract Snape like that because your body is already working against you.

You reach the iron gate. It opens with a shrill squeak and your feet once more hit the grounds of Hogwarts. Even with your nerves raw and plotting an escape from your body to save themselves while you walk to your doom. There is light in Hagrid’s hut. The treeline of the forbidden forest is cloaked in shadows, thicker and somehow darker than normal shadows and just like when you were a student here you feel like eyes are watching you from between the trees. The water of the Black Lake splashes against rocks and while in your teenage years you found the sound soothing it now only serves to unnerve you further. 

You don’t look up to the headmaster's window. 

You’re also shamefully aroused and your heart flutters at the thought of seeing Snape’s endlessly dark eyes that look so cold and apathetic from a distance but when you were standing right in front of him they had looked so soft and filled with emotion you could not dissect and you wonder if they always looked like that. Perhaps you had just never stood close enough to him to notice? A vein part of you whispered that it is all for you and no one else. 

You squash the voice.

Your steps echo in the entrance hall. Your eyes catch the piercing gaze of Professor McGonagall, the strict head of Gryffindor house and Transfigurations Professor. Next to her in the doorway to the Great Hall stands Professor Flitwick. As soon as they see you and your escorts they hastily end their hushed conversation. They stare at you in quiet recognition and shock and you fail to conceal your fear from them.

“This way, beautiful.” One of the Death Eaters sneers and grabs your arm. You rip free and glare at him, barely resisting the urge to punch him. “Headmaster must be waiting already.” He grins, bearing his yellow teeth at you with unabashed ridicule. Disgust prickles over your skin, sinking into your stomach.

“Don’t touch me.” You hiss because you can’t help yourself. Without looking at your former Professors again you turn towards the grand staircase. Each step worsens the brooding feeling of inevitable doom that’s waiting behind the Gargoyle and then you’re standing in front of him much sooner than you ever would have expected or been ready to.

Snape is sitting behind a large desk, bend over a stack of parchments, greasy black hair falling in front of his face like curtains. He is holding a raven feather quill with a sharp silver tip which is gliding over the parchments with quick, elegant motions. He doesn’t bother looking up. He doesn’t seem to think the Death Eaters worthy of his attention.

You look around the round room. You were a good student - or at least a boring one. You’ve never been called into the headmaster’s office. The walls are lined with portraits of former headmasters and headmistresses and you feel transported back in time, just another student flinching at the stringent eyes of her professors. Dark leather-bound books adorn the many shelves and you can’t help but wonder whether Snape has read them all.

“I seem to remember you having been assigned to guard the village.” His deep voice cuts through the silence with taunting indifference and the way the words roll over Snape’s tongue and vibrate in his throat has you pressing your thighs together.

“This one claims you’re expecting her.” At that, Snape looks up. If he is surprised to see you, he doesn’t let it show. You shrink under his intense gaze no matter how much you told yourself you wouldn’t on the way up to his office. His eyes are cold…empty somehow. A man who has seen too much horror to not have lost some part of his humanity along the way. 

He’s even skinnier, the shadows under his eyes deeper. You feel the overwhelming need to hug him despite everything he has done.

“And?” The other one says impatiently. “Are you?” 

“I was waiting for you to leave but it appears I need to spell it out for you - unless you were expecting a treat for fetching what is mine like good guard dogs?”

He- he didn’t- he is playing along?

The hooded men grumble a few unsavoury insults and slam the door shut behind them. The sound leaves behind an eerie silence that Snape doesn’t seem too interested in breaking.

His gaze drops back down onto his parchment and he begins scribbling again. The portraits share looks and whisper with each other.

“Hi…” The word gets stuck in your throat and sounds far higher than you usually talk - you doubt he understood more than a gurgle. You clear your throat and take a hesitant step forward, closer to the man who these days is as feared as you-know-who.

Snape sets aside his quill and steeples his fingers. His intense gaze seems to burn right through your forehead and has you squirming. Something in his eyes softens, a change so miniscule you almost missed it.

“What are you doing here and why are you lying?” He asks. He speaks softer too. Less cold, less sardonically.

“I kinda…tripped the Caterwauling Charm when I arrived in Hogsmeade and…there were Dementors and Death Eaters and they said some things…I got scared so I kinda told them….you were expecting me-”

His lips curl. “‘Kinda told them’ ?”

“I did- I did tell them.” You let out a nervous laugh.

“Why were you in Hogsmeade to begin with?” Suspicion flashes through his eyes. You take another step forward.

“I- I missed you.” Not exactly a lie. You do miss him for some fucked up reason! You’ve been thinking about him every day since that stupid blind date stood you up and his eyes haunt you every night when you close your eyes. The memories of what happened in that exact bed you were lying in came back to you and more often than not ended with you panting his name as you made yourself cum - knowing your own touch would never compare to his.

His eyes darken, his jaw tense as though he can- 

You blush.

He can read your mind. He told you at the restaurant! You try not to think about Potter, but trying not to think about something always leads to thinking more about it so you bring your thoughts back to you in your bed. Covered in sweat, clutching your pillow-

“You missed me?” He asks, pretending to not have understood you but the subtle taunt in his voice betrays him. Perhaps he wants it to betray him. “And so you…what? Thought you’d go to Hogsmeade and try to get into Hogwarts? You could have sent an owl, dear.”

“The thought didn’t occur to me.”

“My, my…oh well, you’re here now aren’t you?” He pushes back his chair and spreads his legs. “Show me how much you missed me.” Mischief and an unspoken challenge glitter in his eyes and for some reason it turns you on further.

As though caught in a trance you move, rounding the desk and closing the distance between you and Snape. Distantly you are aware that the portraits are watching you. Your stomach churns and flip flops and the liquor you had at Aberforth’s turns out to have been a huge mistake. 

Snape undoes the buckle of his belt. Something in the way his hands move and his shoulders are drawn into a tense, straight line tells you he doesn’t expect you to go through with this.

Joke’s on him.

You’re not at all against this turn of events.

Not now that he is in front of you, so close you could just reach out and press your body against his, feel his hot breath on your neck or his lips against your breasts.

You push your coat over your shoulder, letting it fall to the ground as you sink to your knees between his legs. His eyebrows rise and lips part, his eyes following you.

“You’ll have to teach me though, headmaster.” You purr. A smirk pulls on your lips. Snape’s surprise lasts for another few seconds before it flickers and morphs to sombre satisfaction.

“Take out my cock.” You can’t help the trembling of your fingers when you reach for the buttons of his trousers. It’s not fear, rather the opposite. You bite your lip and slip your hand into his trousers. He inhales sharply when your fingers close around his cock. He is already half hard and throbs in your hand. Gently you free him and then look back up, waiting for instruction.

You’re not stupid. You know the basics - kinda. You’ve never done this, after all, a fact Snape seems to relish in.

“Dumb slut can’t even suck cock, hm?” He snickers. His insult should offend you. You should get mad and insult him back and get up, storming out of his office in a cloud of rage - you don’t. You get  wetter . An uncomfortable wet spot in your knickers - the testament of your decaying moral compass. 

‘Fuck it’, you think. ‘Potter is here - we might all die today.’

If the world ends today what does it matter if you’re a traitor? A terrible, depraved, morally corrupt woman that is drawn to you-know-who’s second in command? A man almost as feared as his master?

“Lick it.” His voice cuts through your thoughts. Cold and sharp like an icicle falling from a roof, large and fast enough to pierce through a person. You part your lips and swipe your tongue over the tip of his cock. Snape groans under his breath. He reclines in his chair. The old leather creaks under his weight.

He tangles a hand into your hair, stroking your head as though you’re his loyal pet, seeking its master’s closeness.

You press your flat tongue to his cockhead, licking several hard, broad strokes over it. You place kisses just beneath it and work your way down his shaft, alternating kisses with licks all while dragging your thumb gently over the underside of his cock, just by his cockhead.

Snape’s groans get louder with each pass of your tongue, his grip on your hair tightens. 

“Ahhh-  fuck….what a good girl- a filthy, dumb slut satisfying her headmaster, huh? Or at least trying. You’re giving this your all, aren’t you girl? How pathetic you are.” He tears at your hair, pulling your head up and pressing your lips against his cockhead. Beads of a milky liquid are gathering at the slit. “So desperate for cock you come all the way here in the middle of the night on the off chance I might be willing to fuck you again.” Keeping your eyes trained on his you catch the liquid with the tip of your tongue. It doesn’t taste as horrible as you feared it would. Salty, kinda bitter.

“Open your mouth.” You do. You obey without hesitation. Snape looks like a king sitting on his throne and you’re the new addition to his harem, learning to please her king in all the ways he likes.

Snape brings your head closer, pulling on your hair, keeping iron-like control of your head. You grab hold of his trousers, clutching the fabric between your still-trembling fingers. 

His cock slips between your lips, forcing you to open wider to him, your lips stretching around his girth. Snape looks at you with a mixture of admiration, tenderness and roaring lust and your chest swells with something akin to pride. Pride that you caused such a shift in a stoic, controlled man like Snape. And perhaps hope that Snape is not merely the barbaric Death Eater he is appearing to be. Perhaps there is more to him.

“That’s it, girl-” He groans and drops his head back against his chair, grabbing your head with both of his hands now, forcing it down on his cock. Force is unnecessary of course. You wouldn’t stop doing this even if he wasn’t holding onto you.

You drool over his hard cock while Snape bobs your head up and down, muttering words you can’t hear over your own sputtering and choking and the blood pounding in your ears. Your knickers are ruined at this point. Your cunt clenches around jarring nothingness. You’re so aroused it  hurts . There is an unbearable need deep inside you and you can’t- can’t-

You let go of his trouser, dropping your hand between your spread-out knees and under your skirt. Never have you been so wet. Your fingers slide into you without any resistance. You moan around Snape’s cock. 

He opens his eyes, blinks as though he isn’t quite aware of his surroundings. His eyes meet yours. You must look pathetic. Drooling over his cock, tears and snot smeared on your face while he uses your mouth to pleasure himself.

“Are you touching yourself, dear?” He coos, his lips curling into a smug grin. Your eyelids drop shut and you moan again. Snape pulls on your hair, plucking you off his cock. You whine both at the sting and the loss of contact. Before you can fully catch up with the situation Snape has gotten to his feet, pulling you with him. He smashes his lips against yours. His hand is securely tangled in your hair, pressing you closer to him while also preventing you from pulling away.

You don’t want to.

You missed him so much. Even though you don’t really know him. Even though you really shouldn’t. He was your teacher and he is a murderer and you don’t give a shit.

You mewl into the kiss and cling to the front of his robes.

“You’re fucking beautiful.” He murmurs against your lips. His hand leaves your hair. He grasps at your arse, squeezing your cheeks in his large hands that have slipped under your skirt. He is grinding you into his erection. 

“Snape-” You moan. He forces you back. Your thighs hit the edge of his desk. Snape lifts you up on it and drops to his knees. Your hands tangle into his hair instantly, pulling him closer, parting your legs for him. 

“So fucking beautiful.” He repeats, sounding almost dazed. He kisses your knee, trailing up your thigh, inching teasingly, torturously towards where you need him most.

“-Snape…”

“I don’t want to die without knowing how you taste.” Your mind is too far gone, too useless, too lust-drenched to register his words or the pang of worry you would normally feel at hearing them. Just a few minutes earlier you would have noticed the certainty in the word die. Like a man on death row, walking towards his execution. 

Snape tears at your knickers, pulling them roughly down your legs.

Hot. His tongue is so hot- heat that sears at your skin, killing and saving you all at once. 

You grip his hair tighter and throw your head back. Snape laps at your cunt, licking broad, hard strokes over your folds, pulling moan after pathetic, whimpering moan from you.

Much too soon he stops, leaving you just on the edge of release, suspended in the air, surrounded by heat and desperation and roaring pleasure.

“Snape.” You rasp, your voice strained.

“You’ll cum on my cock or you won’t cum at all, dear.” He says. He probably aimed to sound teasing, in control, smug maybe. But control has long left this room. Neither of you possess a single ounce of it and he sounds equally as needy as you feel. You wrap your legs around his hips and pull him closer.

“Yes, headmaster.” You say. His Adam’s Apple bobs with the hard swallow he takes. He closes his eyes and his jaw tenses.

“Vixen.” He growls and pounces at you. One second you’re sitting, smirking at Snape, the next you’re buried under his weight, pressed down on the desk. He enters you in one thrust, a truly sinful groan falling from his lips. He fucks you rough - much rougher than the last two times. You’re kissing, clicking teeth and gasping for air. Snape pounds into you, his thick cock stretches you open, hitting all the right spots. You cling to Snape, grasping at his sleeves and collar, desperate to touch him, feel him. 

Last time Snape clung to you like a dying man to life - now you’re clinging to him like life not ready to let death take what is hers. 

“Snape!” He sucks on the delicate skin over your throat, hard enough to leave a bruise.

“I had made my peace with never seeing you again.” He rasps in your ear between feverish kisses. “I don’t- I can’t-” Whatever it is he wanted to say, it’s lost to your shared pleasure. Snape presses his face against the crook of your neck, panting and groaning and you cry out, pressure mounting inside you. Ripples morph to tidal waves, swallow you up, pull you under and lift you up all at once and Snape murmurs something against your collarbone you can’t make out. 

You can feel it’s important though. 

Crucial, world-changing, momentously significant information and you sob. The worlds slip through your fingers like sand in an hourglass and you hold onto Snape tighter, tighter so perhaps those words aren’t lost- he isn’t lost-

Snape lifts his head and kisses you. Soft, gentle. A stark contrast to before. There’s longing in the kiss, regret and pain and you weave your fingers through his hair and kiss him back, begging for him to shatter your worries because something isn’t right here! You can tell- something- 

What aren’t you seeing?

Droplets hit your skin.

Are you crying?

An explosion tears you apart. It’s in the distance, muffled through the many ancient walls separating the headmaster's office from the source. Both of you look up. Snape at once composed, his eyes once more distant. Wetness lingers in them. 

“Stay here.” He orders.

“What’s going on?” Is Potter here? Snape has meanwhile straightened up and fixed his clothes and hair.

“Stay.”

“Snape!” You push your skirt down and jump from the table, following him towards the door. He pauses. Tension drawn into every muscle, in the very way he stands, unable to face you. “Please-” Your voice breaks.

“I need you to stay here.”

“Please talk to me.” Now you’re definitely crying.

“I told you this will be over soon. Today’s the day.”

You shake your head. Can he stop being a fucking enigma and just be honest with you for once! 

He wants to leave, but you grab his hand and hold him back. He’s trembling. You couldn’t tell before, but touching him now- 

He’s scared.

You wrap your arms around his waist and press your face to his back, sobbing. 

“I need to know you’re safe. Please- I’m begging you- stay here.” His voice is heavy and crack at the end.

“Severus-”

He swirls around in your embrace and cups your cheeks before kissing you. The kiss tastes of salt…

“It’ll all be over and if it goes according to plan you’ll be free. You’ll be safe. It’ll be over. Promise me- promise me you’ll find happiness. That you’ll live, that you’ll find love and have a family of your own and- that you will be happy  and safe  and loved !”

“Severus-” Snape presses his lips to your forehead before leaning his own against it. He has his eyes closed.

“Promise me.” He sounds like the words physically hurt him. “Please! ”

“If you promise to come back to me!” You’ve grasped the front of his robes again. Tears stream over your cheeks. Snape doesn’t answer. He gently disentangles your hands from his clothes and with a billow of his cloak he is gone.

You clasp your hands over your mouth and sink to your knees, shaken with silent sobs.

This can’t be happening- this can’t be real. You feel numb. There is no fear left, not even pain which you had expected. You feel empty. Like Snape took a part of you with him when he left.

For a long time, nothing happens. You gather your pathetic self from the ground and drag yourself over to Snape’s chair. Aimlessly you open drawers in search of some liquor. Snape surely would have liquor in his desk, right?

“Bottom drawer, dear.” A warm female voice says. You flinch but quickly remember you are in fact surrounded by a bunch of portraits. You don’t even have it in you to blush.

You open the suggested drawer with more force than necessary. A bottle rolls over the bottom of the drawer. It’s some fancy whiskey. Not that you care. You pick up to bottle and are about to unstopper it when-

A picture lies in the drawer. It was hidden underneath the bottle. With knitted brows, you set the bottle aside and pick it up.

It’s you.

You are in front of the bookshop. Wind is pulling at your hair and snowflakes are falling down on you. You’re laughing and trying to catch them with your tongue.

Why does Snape have a picture of you in his desk? Why is it in his whiskey drawer?

Your mind pictures him sitting here, taking swigs of his fancy liquor and staring at the picture of you.

You should feel uncomfortable. This is- weird. It should  be weird. 

It’s not.

It doesn’t feel like it at least. It feels of suppressed longing, of a yearning for something he can’t allow himself to have but is unable to let go of.

You can’t stay here. You have a terrible feeling about all this. Something terrible is going to happen. 

Leaving Snape’s office you stumble into a war zone. Hexes and curses flash through the air, there are screams and shouts. You duck, draw your wand and join the battle. 

It’ll all be over today .

Snape’s words play on repeat in your head. Everything blurs together. You send your nastiest curses at the hooded Death Eaters all while looking out for greasy black hair and slimmer than they should be shoulders. 

You don’t find him anywhere.

Out of breath and scared for your life and everyone around you, you wind up in the Great Hall. You’re bleeding from a wound on your head and several gashes all over your arms and upper body of varying severity. 

And there you spot him. He’s standing in the middle of the room. The battle seems to come to a halt. The remaining fighters have gathered around the walls of the former dining area. Next to Snape stands Harry Potter and they’re facing you-know-who together- 

Wait.

Snape is facing his own master?

A blood-soaked bandage around his throat Snape glares at the pale, noseless monster. He is hunched over, his breaths seem to be laboured.

There’s a duel. Halfway through you-know-who’s red eyes lock with your own. The intensity of the sheer cruelty in his eyes knocks the air from your lungs.

“How ill-conceived of you to bring her here, Severus.” A pale, long wand is aimed at you. Snape swirls around. His eyes widen with shock and fear and accusation.

Everything goes quiet.

Green light speeds towards you. You-know-who turns towards Potter. Snape runs towards you. Potter’s spell hits you-know-who’s in the air.

Snape shouts your name. Droplets of blood fly through the air.

And at once the sounds return, smashing into your eardrums with deafening force. You throw yourself down on the ground. The curse hits the wall behind you. It bursts into shards of stone that fly through the air. Some hit you. Some hit others. You look up, your heart racing in your chest, your fingers tremble from the adrenaline coursing through your veins.

You almost died. 

Fucking Voldemort almost killed you!

Quickly you look up, gripping your wand tighter, prepared to defend yourself if necessary-

There’s cheering. Voldemort is dead, they shout. You spot the pale figure on the floor with Potter standing over him.

He is dead?

Truly dead?

It’s over-

You let out a laugh somewhere between hysteria and pure joy.

“Severus-” Where is he? He was running towards you- “SEVERUS!”

Heads turn towards you. 

Snape is on the ground, surrounded by his black robes, a puddle of deep red blood growing around him steadily.  “HELP! HELP! SEVERUS- ” You sprint towards him, dropping to your knees even before you reach him and slipping over the ground. “SEVERUS! SEVERUS! PLEASE-” He is still warm. You gather his slack body into your arms, cradling him to your chest. No no no no no no- please-

“Severus- Severus-” Warm blood sticks to your hands. Too much- way too much.

“Please please- no- Sev- no-” Arms wrap around you, tuck and pull on you, tearing you away from Severus. You scream and flail around, trying to hit whoever is trying to take him from you, take you from him- no-

“SEVERUS! LET GO OF ME! SEVERUS- ” 

Madam Pomfrey rushes towards Potter and Snape. She sinks to her knees and waives her wand over Snape’s lifeless body. You give up your fight. You sob and cry and whimper Snape’s name, pleading with whichever deity is listening to you to not take him- no- not now-

“He was on our side all along-” Potter says, his voice cracking. “Dumbledore asked him to kill him- He was on our side-” 

You watch the healer work with bated breath. Magic flows out of the tip of her wand in a steady flow, battling whatever had Snape bleeding. Potter has fallen to his knees in the meanwhile. McGonagall is silently crying.

“He’s stable.” Madam Pomfrey says, wiping sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand. “For now at least.” The hands holding you, release you and you scramble off the floor. Snape is lying in a cot the healer summoned. She is already gone, hurrying towards the next victim of this battle needing healing. You have no strength left to care or to even consider helping anyone. Nobody asks you to.

You lie down next to Snape. 

“Please don’t die-” You whisper the words again and again until your voice fails you and you just watch his chest rise and fall because as long as his chest is still rising and falling he is still alive. 

Your eyes fall shut.

You let them.

For just a moment. A moment of rest.

“I- told you to…stay-” You startle awake. “You never listen…” Black eyes blink at you. Tired but alive. So alive.

“Severus!” You sob and crash your lips against him. A hysterical laugh of relief escapes you. 

“Ow- careful-” He groans.

“Sorry sorry sorry!” Quickly you back off. “You’re alive.”

“It would appear so. Believe me, I am as surprised as you are.”

“Idiot! You fucking wanker! How dare you almost fucking die on me again!”

Snape laughs, but it sounds horrible. Like nails on a chalkboard. You heard that Voldemort’s snake tore open his throat and Potter just about managed to save his life.

“I apologise.” He rasps. “Allow me- allow me to take you to dinner. Proper dinner. With at least five courses and wine.”

“As long as you actually show up to the restaurant.” You chuckle and wipe the tears from your cheeks.

“Only a fool would waste the opportunity of a date with you.”

[p-taryn-dactyl]

I saw your requests are open for Harry Potter, was wondering if you’d do one with Fred Weasley 🥺👉🏻👈🏻 I’m like super obsessed w him rn

Plot can be whatever you’d like !

a/n: hi!! i love Fred too!! thank you so much for the request, I hope I did alright 😁

prompt: fred didn't die during the war - was only seriously injured. upon waking up at saint mungos, the obvious reaction is to flirt with the cute healer tending to him.

warning(s): it's been a while since i've read the books and I wasn't exactly paying attention to the lore while watching the movies. I made up some spells and plot lmao

word count: 1,073

Confervo

Waking up felt like dying, Fred thought as his eyes lifted open feeling like lead. His joints felt like stone, weighing him down onto the slightly cushioned bed. At first, the red headed twin thought he was in a muggle hospital, with the bright white walls and fluorescent lights disorienting him even more. But then he saw owls fly through the air, delivering messages and potion bottles flying into the hands of healers, standing at beds identical to Fred's. Speaking of...

"Hello there.." Fred attempted his best flirting tone, his consciousness desperate to impress the healer doing magic next to him. But all that came out was a croak akin to one of a dying frog. Mortified, Fred's face went red, wanting to hide under his blanket as you stifled your laugh under your hand, trying to keep the air of professionalism.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Weasley," your voice soothed the headache building behind his eyes, you raised your wand, assessing him as you continued speaking, "you gave everyone quite a scare you know. I'm sorry to tell you this, but you're banned from fighting anymore dark lords and his army."

Fred tried to laugh at your humor tinted words before reality crashed into him. Sitting up quickly, Fred felt pain shoot through his body. You shot forward, your hands steadying him as his eyes went wide with worry.

"Did we- Is my family okay? George? Ron? Ginny? Mum and Da-"

The comforting pressure of your hand on his shoulder cut him off. He looked up at you, his body relaxing at the answer in your eyes. Wincing, he leaned back, still sitting up but now in a more relaxed position. 

“You won. He’s gone.” 

You didn’t need to say the Dark Lord’s name, you didn’t want to. Even thinking of the man sent shivers down your spine, making you aware of every dark corner in the room. Fred watched as you walked over to your station, grabbing a potion bottle and twirling it around until the blue liquid turned clear. When you returned to the bedside, you poured some of the liquid into a spoon. The red head watched as the clear potion levitated above the metal utensil, only spilling down like water at a whispered spell that passed your lips. 

“Confervo.” 

You raised the spoon up to Fred’s lips, who took the potion with slight struggle. It spilled down his throat, tasting slightly of hazelnut. He raised an eyebrow at you, question in his eyes. You winced slightly, setting the spoon down before turning back to face him. 

“The explosion you were caught in caused severe internal damage. The Confervious spell along with the knitting potion will heal whatever injuries our efforts haven’t been able to completely heal,” watching as Fred’s eyes widened, you were quick to console him, “But it’s okay! Because the duo has a 97% success rate and, not to brag, but I happen to be one of the best casters of the spell.” 

Fred chuckled a bit at your attempt, his body starting to realize the trauma it had been through. You sat on the stool next to his bed, fiddling with your wand as you watched a pocket watch in your hand with intensity. Later Fred would find out that watch is how you saw the healing of his internal organs. Fred poked your arm playfully, getting your attention. 

“So, what’s the damage?” 

He wiggled his eyebrows but you just stared at him, waiting for an explanation. He used his eyes to ‘point’ at the area between his legs. 

“Am I all still here?” 

You sighed, folding your hands on your lap.

“Unfortunately, we couldn’t save it.” 

Your serious face completely fooled Fred, who for a moment let complete terror take over his features. After a minute or two, you burst into laughter, causing Fred to groan and cover his face with his hands. 

“You should’ve seen your face!” 

You laughed between words, clutching your side. Fred nodded, recognizing he had been played. 

“You got me, you got me. But you must mean this means war.”

You faux gasped, placing your hand on your chest sarcastically. 

“Oh no, a battle with a man stuck in a hospital bed, I’m shaking in my boots.” 

Fred full on laughed at that before groaning in pain and glaring lightly at you. 

“Don’t make me laugh, my insides are still knitting back together!”

You smirked at him, checking the pocket watch to see that the healing was almost complete. You heard a ruckus outside Fred’s room and soon the door burst open, a frazzled fellow Healer sending you an apology with their eyes. 

“The Weasley Family plus Harry Potter and Hermione Granger are here for F. Weasley.” 

Your coworker said with an exhausted tone before pushing through the crowd back to their station. You smiled at the family as they piled in, answering Molly’s frantic questions and Arthur’s insistence his son was getting the best care. Fred’s siblings, plus Harry Potter and Hermione Granger, stood at his bedside, doting on him. You turned away, letting the family have a moment, organizing your tools and putting back the potion and pocket watch. When you turned back around, you saw George look at you and nudge his twin with waggling eyebrows. Fred turned and winked, causing your face to heat up as you held back a smile. 

You joined in the conversation after a few moments, once more answering the questions and consoling the worried thoughts of Fred’s parents. After a few hours, visiting hours were over, and you gently excused the family from the room. You got Fred’s room set up for night, fluffing his pillow and blushing when he craned his neck so his face was close to yours. As you were getting ready to leave, you felt Fred’s finger brush against your wrist, lightly but effectively holding you back. 

“You know, I’m not so fond of being blown up but I am really glad it brought me to meet you. When I get out of here, if you’re available, do you want to catch a movie? It’s a muggle thing my pop has been obsessed with recently, I’m just glad he got past his rubber duck phase becau-”

“Yes.” 

You answered quickly, cutting off Fred’s uncharacteristic nervous rambling. 

The two of you smiled softly at each other before you left the room, mentally compiling a list of quick healing spells.

[aerodaltonimperial]

(For @spacegatito 💚)

The music is loud. In hindsight, Bowens probably shouldn't have put Max in charge of it, but he thought it was a nice gesture given how bummed Max has been recently about things. MxM, the fights he keeps getting into on Twitter... anyway, he's regretting it now, but he can't say anything because Max has already spent the last twenty minutes glaring daggers at Colten Gunn.

Maybe this theme was a bad idea. Also, hindsight. It's really not Bowens's fault that Colten took the theme of "dress as something you love" to create a giant fake Tweet of Tony Khan saying that "Max Caster is a talentless hack and sucks" out of cardboard. It's really unfortunate, because the sheer amount of work that went into it is impressive, but Bowens has had to glare a lot and pretend it's all horrible. (Colten can't even fit through half the doorways, it's so wide.)

The doorbell rings. Bowens only hears it because he's parked next to it; otherwise, the raps are too overpowering. When he swings the door open with a cheery "Happy Hallo...!," he loses all his joy midway through. "What the fuck?"

"What?" Darby asks. "You sent an invite."

"I sent an invite that you CLEARLY didn't take seriously," Bowens groans, because what the fuck. Specific instructions. He'd said dress as something you love, because the roster is on fire lately and they all need something positive, and here's Darby on the doorstep dressed in a grey shirt, black jacket, and a Scapegoat armband. "You know, this isn't funny."

Darby frowns at him. "Wasn't supposed to be. I'm starving, you got food in there?"

"Can't you just try to go along with things once in your life?"

"Dude, what the fuck," Darby says. "Get off my dick, I did what you asked. Now let me in, cause you're being an asshole."

Bowens can't really tell him to go, so he lets Darby past, but like, what the hell. He'd asked for one thing. One thing! Honestly, a fight is gonna break out, and it's not gonna be his fault. He sits back down on his stool while Max continues to toss tootsie rolls at Colten, which keep bouncing off the painted cardboard. God dammit, that costume is funny.

The doorbell rings again, and when Bowens opens the door the second time, he's met with... pink. Fuzzy pink.

"What?" Bowens exhales, aghast. "Did...?"

Jack stares at him, a challenge. Oh my god, he's got the greasepaint on and everything. "What?"

"Why are you...?"

Jack frowns. "You sent a theme. I did the theme."

Is this an elaborate prank of some sort? Bowens has to be hallucinating. Did Hook switch out the Haribo bears with weed gummies? "The... the theme was..."

"Yeah, open up, man. He's in there, isn't he? He didn't even wait for me, which is so fucking typical."

Bowens opens the door, but only because his brain is spinning like a hamster on a wheel. Jack breezes past him, spies Max on the turn table, and yells, "Goth phase!" which immediately draws a delighted crow out of Max and a change in the music.

Bowens stays there for a minute, trying to sort things out. He's still there when Daddy Ass comes by, and asks, "Hey, did you notice that Jack and Darby are dressed as each other? Did you not send them the theme? It's like they thought they were supposed to be scary or something."

"No," Bowens says. "No, I sent them the theme!"

They both go silent for a minute.

"No," Bowens says again.

"No way," Daddy Ass agrees, but it's a little dubious.

The two in question have found each other in the living room, and are sort of arguing with each other, gestures back and forth. So that's all very normal and expected, even if they are weirdly dressed as each other and Bowens is just about to write the whole thing off when Darby abruptly laughs, grabs Jack’s face, and plants a kiss right on his mouth. A ridiculously sloppy kiss with gusto that Jack does not immediately punch him for.

Oh, god.

"Huh," Daddy Ass says, brow furrowed. "I did not see that coming."

"Well, you know what I DO see coming?" Bowens points. "Max attempting to strangle one of your sons with the mic cord. We gotta go stop this. Worry about weird roster relationships AFTER we prevent murder."

[triviallytrue]

*buzzfeed voice* 7 useful magic items you might've missed in bg3 act 1! no, seriously.

Smuggler's Ring

The best skill-boost ring in the game, giving a +2 to sleight of hand (the most important skill in the game) and stealth (never bad, but absolutely crucial for some builds). The -1 to Charisma barely registers on the dex skill monkey characters. Easy to miss if you're used to skeletons being empty, and the Risen Road has a lot of them.

Ring of Evasion

One of the only good defensive rings in the game, and available from the first long rest. Never fail a dex save again! Loses value later on when your reaction is more contested. Only accessible when playing as the Gale origin.

The Whispering Promise

A build-defining item for life clerics and a great add for anyone who does mass healing, giving concentration-free bless for two turns. Available during the first time you meet Volo in the grove, but you have to manually initiate trading with him to get it.

Club of Hill Giant Strength

Use a stupid club, set your strength to 19! Kind of awkward to use, given that melee characters won't want to use it directly, ranged characters don't need strength, and strength elixirs are a thing, but this one has two pretty clear niches with Titanstring Bow users and throwers in the earlygame. Who the hell thinks of attacking a stool?

The Protecty Sparkswall

Pure casters have a dearth of good options in the earlygame, and this one is strictly better than the Robe of Exquisite Focus sold all the way in Act 2! High Spellcasting is a great feature, with added defensive options for a Spellsparkler user. Found on a weird area that's easy to miss in Grymforge.

Explorer's Ring

Another skill-boost ring, this time to Survival (and Nature, but who cares). Failed a check to find treasure with your lead party member? Slap this baby on your next three along with Guidance. Incredibly easy to miss, on yet another skeleton tucked away near where you find Baelen.

Worgfang

An absurdly good item, given the part of the story it's found within - right before taking the mass goblin fights, get a weapon that forces them all to attack with disadvantage. Perfect for an otherwise-fragile spellcaster or ranged martial that doesn't care about their off-hand melee weapon. Found in the pile of bones in the worg pens, yet another container that almost never holds anything useful.

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OH MY GOD?? I WANT TO HEAR ABOUT YOUR OCS!!! I LOVE THAT PREMISE SO MUCH!! HUMANS HELPING OUT GHOSTS IS ONE OF MY TOP FAVORITE TROPES OF ALL TIMES

ahhh omg okay,, I’m literally so excited so sorry if I’m gonna rant a lot 😭

I’m also tagging @parkeryangs bc you commented on the post and wanted to know more.

Okay, so the first story is about Felix Bentley and Isaac Milton and they live in this small town located in the mountains. A bit of a backstory on these two:

felix was bullied in school bc he’s trans and Isaac was bullied bc his grandpa supposedly killed his three brothers and now Isaac lives in the villa where his grandpa apparently hid the bodies. So they are both outsiders and start to befriend each other. Also they are obsessed with this card game that’s like dnd meets yugioh (kind of) (actually Isaac was the one obsessed with it but he kinda dragged felix into it).

Fast forward a few years the boys come back from college and open a record store until the day where they get the notification that they got the job at the graveyard and that from now on the have to take the graveyard shift there. Felix is not amused™️! But he goes bc Isaac does and by god Felix knows he can’t let that boy go there on his own.

So at first they thought that they just had to watch over the graves and light candles and make sure that no one vandalizes the cemetery, but soon they find out they actually have to guard the ghosts and stop them from leaving the cemetery to haunt the people in the town for revenge and well fulfill their last wishes.

Good thing, that they have magic that helps them to guard the ghosts, right? Right????

Now some facts about the boys:

Felix:

Isaac gave him the name

recently had top surgery (he’s not on T and doesn’t want to be)

He stool Isaac’s hoodies to hide his chest and still does it out of habit (and bc he has a major crush on Isaac but no one is allowed to know so pssssst!!!)

he’s the Spiritfarer in the card game they play: that means he’s a spell caster and can make deals with ghosts

He gets the aux in Isaac’s car bc his music taste is superior

Isaac:

kinda emo, kinda loud

he’s blind on his right eye

he always packs an extra hoodie for Felix

apparently his family owns the graveyard????

in the card game he is the ghost king: he can rule and judge over the ghosts, he’s also a good swordsman

Man never shuts up, he’s probably ranting about something to Felix right now

used to have a crush on Felix, but he’s over that now, he’s totally chill, absolutely not insane about his best friend, totally cool and collected yeah idk what you are talking about

And the second story that takes place in the same town in about Rocky (they/he), Checkers, Halvor and Fluffkins (Leo). This is the story about Rocky and Checkers who ran away to find the lead singer of their fav rock/punk band Kill Switch that disbanded in the 90s under mysterious circumstances.

I haven’t fully developed their story yet but!!!!

Halvor is the lead singer of that band and he kinda takes in Rocky and Checkers. Oh and on the run Rocky and Checkers actually kill a man, that apparently happened. Also Halvor becomes something like their dad. And Fluffkins (Leo) is Halvor’s cat which was actually named Leo but Checkers deemed the name as boring and renamed him to Fluffkins (Fluffkins also imprinted on Rocky so good luck with that).

Halvor also kisses a demon when they work together with Felix and Isaac. Halvor in general is the bi king we all deserve to have in our lives!!!

Yeah that’s kinda all, I don’t wanna rant to much but do ask questions if you have any or want to know more!!

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Finding The Best Ergonomic Chair For You

It is generally difficult to track down a modest ergonomic seat or minimal expense ergonomic office seat. Inaccurate ergonomics can cause back torment, neck torment, shoulder agony, cerebral pains, and other clinical issues. Whenever individuals search for seats and work areas for the home or office, they're not normally searching for something really great for their bodies, however more about what looks great or is minimal expense, modest or what's discounted.

Regardless of what the undertaking, an ergonomic chair or ergonomic office seat will pay for itself quick because of less torment and expanded efficiency. The terms PC ergonomics and office ergonomics are many times used to mean exactly the same thing; they are normally alluding to body-adjusted ergonomic seats, office seats, stools, work areas, consoles, mice, and so forth. Evaluate a few seats at furniture, office supply and back-care stores before you pick the best ergonomic seat for you.

There are a few additional enormous ergonomic seats that are perfect for safety officers as the size of this seat considers hardware to be worn on the belt and not to become snared on the arms of the seat. Texture determination is significant with the ergonomic modern seat as cleaning might be an issue. For ergonomic modern seats and seating the caster choice is especially significant for modern or assembling regions; you'll need a hard floor caster intended for show floors.

Ergonomic escalated use seats or seating, otherwise called day in and day out seating, is for dispatch room security observing regions, control rooms, and 911 crisis dispatch workplaces. Slant choices on the modern seat components as well as chamber level should be considered relying upon the task to be taken care of. Ergonomic escalated use seats are truly solid and particularly should be ergonomic in plan, since laborers are normally sitting for a great deal of hours.

Satisfactory lumbar help in an ergonomic seat is the most significant component of a backrest. Search for seats that give mid-back and upper-back help too. The seat ought to continuously stretch out no less than one inch from one or the other side of the hips for ideal solace on the grounds that lacking hip room can cause you to sit excessively far forward and not get sufficient thigh support.

Search for an ergonomic seat on wheels that turns to stay away from abundance extending and curving of your spine and a five-point base won't spill when you lean back. The slant component keeps up with help as you move and lean back; it's ideal to have your back marginally leaned back while situated at your work area.

The seat skillet is the part of the seat that upholds most of the client's weight. Three or four fingers ought to fit between the seat container's front edge and the rear of the knees. Slant changes are liked to consider a forward working or leaned back pose.

Other ergonomic items you can purchase include: report holders, ergonomic workstations, phone mounts, ergonomic consoles and mouse gadgets, hassocks and speaker stands. It's memorable's critical that you most likely spend a great deal of hours on your PC and it's actually a drawn out interest in your wellbeing. Ideally these ergonomic realities and tips about elements and kinds of ergonomic seats will help you while looking for or purchasing an ergonomic seat on the web or at your neighborhood office supply store or office furniture store.

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-Stainless Stillness- Signature Nursery Suite

A sleek and stylish set for adult baby nurseries in retro-futurist style with a toy store’s worth of care-enhancing features!  The Stainless Stillness Set is a full nursery-dungeon made from three luxury materials: the finest virgin rubber, smooth and heavy nylon canvas with a choice of playful prints, and round-cornered square steel bars.

The design goals are two: to provide restraints that keep baby in place for every part of its little day, and to furnish a flexible, attractive nursery that caregiver will enjoy!  

Every nursery centers around baby’s sleeping space, and this one is no exception!  Vacuum Bassinet tucks baby in on a thick, tufted rubber mattress with a sleek neck-high rubber blanket.  Port in the left side lets you suck the air out from in between to pinion baby safely on its back for the night!  Head remains uncovered so baby can still see and hear your comforting presence – though if this is undesirable, an optional matching Total Pacifier Rubber Hood fills the mouth with a soothing pacifier bulb while encasing little one’s head in rubber to match the vacuum sheet.

Outside baby’s vacuum-bed prison, bassinet has a beautifully curvilinear shape with a convertible cover that folds back or pops up at the flick of a switch.  The whole streamlined frame moves on silent locking casters so you can roll baby around as you wish.  The cover and sides are luxuriously upholstered in nylon canvas in your choice of delightfully vintage-futuristic prints: Pink Atomic, Powder Blue Starburst, or White/Multi Geo.  The same fabric makes up the lightly gathered skirt.  Select your rubber color to match or contrast as you please: Silky Pink, Little Boy Blue, Vintage Mint.

Bassinet includes a supportive keepsake pillow and a handsome steel-cased Baby Monitor so you can remotely view your vacuum-bound dolly.  Hooks on right side provide convenient places to hang the Baby Monitor and optional catheter bag.

Height-matched Vacuum Activation Stool is a chic way to integrate with all other furniture pieces – and gives owner an observation seat, too!  The small drum-shaped vacuum device with its coiled hose fits under a round vanity stool on silent casters, padded with comfortable foam rubber under a vinyl skirt.  All-around piping in your chosen solid rubber color gives it a neatly finished look.

Use the device to power the Vacuum Feeding Seat, too – this backward-tilted baby-slave lounger encloses baby’s shoulders, arms, and thighs in a vacuum-tight rubber sleeve, so baby’s struggles are limited during bottle-feeding or spoon-feeding.  And if baby misbehaves at breakfast time, some time in the Full Enclosure Nap Mat may be in order – it unfolds like a futon to provide head-to-toe vacuum coverage, with breathing possible through a large pacifier-shaped mouth port.

Position changes make for a healthy baby, so many caregivers also choose a Crawly Cube, a square steel “tent” with rubber sheets that seal tightly together to hold baby in place on all fours.  For restraint variety, Tummy Time Mat is a soft, thick rubber floor tile with jigsaw edges that will integrate with most interlocking floor mats.  Anchored through the durable rubber in four places, a rigid four-hole shackle holds ankles and wrists in a neat little line.  Baby will be forced to assume a face-down, bottoms-up posture when locked into the shackles … or use just the inner or outer ones for less restrictive floor playtime.

Transfer to the Upright Play Chair for a change of scenery.  Its hard molded rubber seat cups baby’s shoulders and buttocks comfortably, while anchoring flexible rubber-and-nylon straps that can be buckled around baby at waist, sternum, and thigh.  Straps retract into the core of the chair when not in use.  Molded rubber armrests “waterfall” down to become colorful front legs, which conceal pull-out ankle and knee straps for when spread legs are preferred to closed ones.  The wrist straps are extra-special – they can either restrain baby’s hands or be used to securely attach the included Play Tray, a steel “desk” space for completing slave’s little homework or playing with toys.  Included rubber Play Tray Mat is a smooth surface for suction cups or dishwasher-safe liner for feeding.  Extra Play Tray Mat Set includes one rubber and one patterned nylon liner for easy swapping, too!

Upright Play Chair has steel legs and locking casters for sturdiness and ease in positioning baby.  Its seat has a discreet center hole so baby can go potty while strapped in.  The hard rubber Stillness Potty slides right underneath!  Potty’s matching soft rubber lap strap with its solid steel buckles retracts underneath to keep out of the way when baby goes peepee from above … springs right back out at a gentle tug to secure slave on the potty.  Complete baby’s little potty corner by positioning the Stainless Full-Length Mirror in front of the chair so slave can watch themself go.

When slaves aren’t ready for potty training – or whenever playtime pauses for changies – Stillness Changing Table is ready for service.  Beautifully upholstered in wipe-clean patterned nylon with rubber corner bumpers, this sturdy nursery necessity has two arching arms that swivel into place above baby’s chest.  The lower arm has two sliding clamps with stay-on rubber tips for attachment to slave’s nipples.  The upper arm has two welded-on loops to hold short chains, where baby’s wrists and ankles can be attached to keep the legs raised in diaper position.  You’ll see very little wiggling when both are in use – especially if you lift the velcro flap from the changing pad and tuck it across baby’s middle, securing it firmly on the other side.

Changing table includes four detachable Velcro Cuffs in matching solid rubber/patterned nylon – and the low steel rails that surround the changing pad furnish extra tie points for absolute flexibility in adult baby restraint.  Two undershelves – one full-width, one half-width to accommodate taller items – are sturdy sheet steel perforated with a subtle space-age pattern.  Don’t risk losing a cuff; order an extra Velcro Cuff Set for half off normal price when you commission your Changing Table.

To complete your nursery furniture, sleek Stainless Steel Nursery Shelf matches Changing Table design and offers three shelves in baby’s reach, while Hanging Steel Nursery Shelf has the same dimensions but screws into drywall at caregiver’s eye level.  Stillness Nylon Baby Wardrobe stands five feet high and contains hanging space, four half-width drawers, and two full-width drawers on silent-glide sliders.  Twelve molded rubber hangers are included to keep cute little outfits looking fresh.

No nursery is complete without matching accessories, so we are also proud to offer nylon-upholstered Lidded Storage Boxes in nesting sets of two, made from heavy chipboard and finished with rubber grips.  These slide easily into the Changing Table’s undershelves.  Hard rubber Toy Bins match your chosen solid color and nest neatly inside the smaller Storage Boxes for perfect organization.  

Complete nursery’s look with Stainless Stillness Nursery Decor Set, including three stand-or-hang stainless steel Picture Frames – one 5x7, two 6x8 – an egg-shaped steel Keepsake Box, and a Steel Planets Mobile.  Prepare for baby care with Stillness Rubber Nursery Essentials, a collection of enema bag, bulb syringe, molded posture collar, and strap-in pacifier, plus two rounded steel padlocks, all in a sleek nylon-upholstered box.  A slightly scaled-up version of this box with sturdy interior dividers contains the Stainless Stillness Restraint Essentials: two telescoping Spreader Bars, spider gag, twelve clover clamps, chain collar, and six additional padlocks in a decorative lock-shaped container.

Help baby sleep soundly with a fleece-lined nylon Eyemask and nylon rod-pocket Blackout Curtains or Blackout Pulldown Shades – and if you do not have a curtain rod, we offer a Space Age Steel Curtain Rod with sleek geometric finials.  Interlocking Rubber Floor Tiles that integrate with the Tummy Time Mat are available in the standard Silky Pink, Little Boy Blue, and Vintage Mint options, plus Black; order two or more sets to create your own high-impact flooring pattern with the low-impact springy tread.

All items may be ordered separately.  10% discount if you order the full suite.  Steel parts can be coated in rose gold or black enamel for an upcharge; contact us for more customization details.

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Premium Lab Furniture Solutions and Its Products

At Lab Creator, we specialize in providing high-quality lab furniture that meets the needs of modern laboratories. Our expertly designed and durable furniture solutions are perfect for a variety of laboratory environments, including educational, industrial, and research facilities. Explore our range of lab furniture products that ensure efficiency, safety, and comfort for your team.

1. Laboratory Workbenches

Our robust and ergonomic workbenches are designed to provide a stable workspace for any lab activity. Whether it’s chemical experiments or electronic testing, our workbenches come equipped with options for customization, ensuring the ideal layout for your specific needs.

👉 Chemical-resistant surfaces 👉 Adjustable heights 👉 Integrated storage options

2. Lab Tables

Durable and versatile, our lab tables are designed to support a variety of tasks, from chemical analysis to instrumentation. Available in multiple sizes and configurations, our tables can be tailored to fit any laboratory environment.

👉 Modular designs 👉 Heat and chemical resistance 👉 Heavy-duty construction

3. Laboratory Storage Cabinets

Efficient organization is key to a productive lab. Our storage cabinets offer a safe and secure solution for all your laboratory materials, including chemicals, equipment, and documentation.

👉 Chemical storage cabinets 👉 Flammable storage options 👉 Lockable doors for safety

4. Fume Hoods

Protect your team with our range of high-efficiency fume hoods, designed to minimize exposure to hazardous fumes. Our fume hoods are engineered for maximum airflow and equipped with the latest safety features.

👉 Ducted and ductless options 👉 Customizable sizes 👉 Energy-efficient designs

5. Lab Seating

Comfort is crucial for productivity in any lab environment. Our ergonomic lab chairs and stools provide the support you need to work efficiently throughout the day, featuring adjustable heights and easy mobility.

👉 Ergonomically designed 👉 Chemical-resistant materials 👉 Mobility with casters

6. Lab Sinks and Wash Stations

For maintaining hygiene and safety, our lab sinks and wash stations are essential. These are designed with durable materials to handle chemicals and frequent use while offering reliable drainage.

👉 Stainless steel construction 👉 Integrated drainage systems 👉 Custom sizes available

7. Laboratory Shelving

Maximize your storage space with our high-quality laboratory shelving units. Designed to hold heavy equipment and supplies, these shelves are perfect for optimizing your workspace.

👉 Adjustable shelving systems 👉 Corrosion-resistant materials 👉 High load capacity

8. Lab Instrument Carts

Need to move equipment easily around the lab? Our mobile lab carts are designed to help you transport tools, instruments, and materials with ease. Built with durability in mind, they can handle frequent use without compromising stability.

👉 Customizable trays and shelves 👉 Smooth-rolling casters 👉 Heavy-duty frames

9. Anti-Vibration Tables

For labs requiring precise measurements, our anti-vibration tables are essential. These tables help reduce interference from vibrations, ensuring accurate readings for sensitive instruments.

👉 Specialized for precision tasks 👉 High-durability materials 👉 Customizable configurations

At Lab Creator, we offer more than just lab furniture — we provide solutions designed to enhance the efficiency, safety, and functionality of your lab. Our furniture is built to last, with materials and finishes that meet the highest industry standards.

Contact us today to learn more about how our lab furniture solutions can transform your laboratory space!

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Transform Your Workspace with a Rolling Stool with Backrest: A Comprehensive Guide

In the modern workspace, where comfort and efficiency are paramount, the right seating choice can significantly impact your productivity and well-being. Enter the rolling stool with backrest—a dynamic and versatile seating option designed to enhance your work environment. This blog explores how integrating a rolling stool with a backrest can transform your workspace into a more comfortable, efficient, and enjoyable place to work.

Ergonomic Excellence: Supporting Your Posture

One of the most compelling reasons to consider a Rolling Stool with Backrest is its ergonomic design. Traditional chairs often fall short in providing the lumbar support needed for long hours of work, which can lead to back pain and poor posture. In contrast, a rolling stool with a backrest offers excellent lumbar support, helping to maintain proper spinal alignment and reducing the risk of discomfort. The adjustable backrest ensures that you can customize the support to fit your body’s unique needs, promoting a healthier sitting posture throughout your workday.

Unmatched Mobility and Flexibility

The rolling stool’s smooth-rolling casters are a game-changer for any workspace. They allow you to move effortlessly between tasks and reach different areas of your work area without the need to stand up or strain your body. This increased mobility not only enhances your efficiency but also reduces physical strain, making it easier to navigate your workspace and maintain a steady workflow. Whether you’re working in a studio, office, or medical setting, the ability to glide from one task to another with ease is a significant advantage.

Versatility Across Work Environments

A rolling stool with a backrest is incredibly versatile and adapts to various work environments. In medical and dental offices, it provides comfort and support for practitioners who need to move between patients while remaining seated. In creative studios, artists and designers can easily maneuver around their workspaces, adjusting their position as needed. In home offices, the stool’s compact design makes it an ideal choice for small spaces, providing comfort without taking up too much room.

Space Efficiency: Ideal for Compact Areas

For those working in compact or cluttered environments, a rolling stool with backrest offers a space-efficient solution. Unlike traditional office chairs, which can be bulky and cumbersome, this stool’s streamlined design allows it to fit comfortably under desks and workstations when not in use. This space-saving quality ensures that you can maximize your available floor space, keeping your workspace tidy and organized.

Customizable Comfort: Adjustable Features

The adjustability of a rolling stool with backrest is one of its standout features. Most models come with height adjustments, allowing you to set the stool to your preferred level, whether you’re working at a desk, counter, or workbench. Additionally, many stools offer adjustable backrests, which can be tilted or repositioned to provide optimal support. This level of customization ensures that the stool can adapt to various tasks and work surfaces, enhancing your overall comfort and efficiency.

Boosting Productivity and Well-Being

The combination of ergonomic support, mobility, and customization offered by a rolling stool with backrest can have a positive impact on your productivity and overall well-being. When you’re seated comfortably and supported correctly, you’re less likely to experience fatigue or discomfort, allowing you to focus better on your work. The ease of movement provided by the rolling casters also helps streamline your workflow, enabling you to switch between tasks seamlessly and maintain a productive rhythm.

Conclusion: A Smart Upgrade for Any Workspace

Transforming your workspace with a rolling stool with a backrest is a smart investment that enhances comfort, mobility, and efficiency. Its ergonomic design supports healthy posture, while its mobility and adjustability make it a versatile addition to any environment. Whether you’re seeking to improve your work area’s functionality or simply enjoy a more comfortable seating experience, a rolling stool with backrest is an excellent choice that will elevate your workspace to new heights.

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Gift Ideas for Women That Will Change Your Gifting Choice Forever

Choosing a perfect gift for any occasion is quite a task, especially when you are busy in a celebratory mood. Picking delicate gifts for women for their wedding, or anniversary, or giving a present to your beloved mom on Mother's Day becomes a dilemma. However, there are unique gift ideas that can not only help you make your choice look different but also provide you ease of ordering the gift instantly with more personalization options.

Let’s have a look at some amazing gift ideas to suit various occasions.

Music Theme Grand Piano

This unique gift is for a wedding, anniversary, housewarming, or anyone who loves to soak in the melodies. With 18 note movement, this musical piano gift can be personalised by choosing songs of your liking. A painted base features the musical water with a snow globe. This luxury gift also makes a great Christmas gift, featuring 12 Days of Christmas songs.

This lavish grand piano has a glass dome showcasing a meticulously crafted miniature black/gold piano with musical notes flying around. This musical piece also makes a unique housewarming gift to fill the house with enchanting tunes. The base of the piano showcases a piano keyboard with gold accents throughout with four legs and a separate bench decked in gold.

Photo Frame Musical Jewelry Box

Crafted from wood, the jewellery box is designed with an 18-note movement and a variety of song options. You can choose song titles to personalise your experience. This unique gift jewellery box is a sophisticated piece featuring a photo frame on the top. It makes a perfect keepsake for a wedding, anniversary, birthday, or bridal shower.

Available in custom size, the photo frame jewellery gift box has a hi-gloss Macassar finish, with a look of spectacular Ebony wood. The interior is designed with velvet for a more lavish decoration. This musical jewellery box has a compartment and horizontal ring rolls; making this box the best gift for engagement, birthday and Valentine’s Day.

Miniature Piano Music Box

This grand piano music box is designed in the shape of a piano and also comes with a piano stool; offering a realistic look. It is made to produce an amazing 18-note musical sound. This miniature grand piano music box offers custom options to choose from many songs like Daddy's Little Girl. It makes a great gift for baby girls, bridal shower, or wedding ceremony.

This miniature replica of the piano has four legs with gold overlay, creating an opulent feel. With intricate details, the piano gift box features pedals, strings, piano keys, and wheels. It has a moveable fall with a cover, casters, stool, lid & lid prop. This miniature wooden piano has a painted finish and includes a matching bench.

Cross and Dove Musical Jewelry Box

This musical jewellery box features a harmonious cross with a dove, intricately carved with gold. The wooden jewellery box has four legs on the corners. With all-over gold overlays, the box offers storage for earrings, rings, watches, or other small precious items.

It is designed for an 18-note musical sound with an assortment of personalised songs to choose from. This harmonious handcrafted cross gift makes a great Christmas keepsake and Santa’s gift. The attractive wood inlay artwork is carefully carved by skilled artisans from Sorrento, Italy.

For making your present special Music Box Attic offers exquisitely handcrafted musical gift boxes. Make your gift unique in the crowd of ordinary gift boxes!

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What are some innovative furniture solutions in office interior design for ergonomic comfort?

Title: Innovating Office Comfort: Exploring Ergonomic Furniture Solutions in Office Interior Design

In today's modern workplaces, ergonomic comfort is paramount to employee well-being, productivity, and satisfaction. As such, office interior design has seen a surge in innovative furniture solutions aimed at enhancing ergonomic comfort. Let's delve into some of these innovative furniture solutions and how they contribute to ergonomic excellence in office environments.

1. Adjustable Standing Desks

Adjustable standing desks have gained popularity for their ability to promote movement and reduce sedentary behavior in the workplace. These desks allow users to alternate between sitting and standing positions throughout the day, promoting better circulation, reducing the risk of musculoskeletal disorders, and improving overall comfort. Some advanced models even feature programmable height settings, memory presets, and integrated ergonomic accessories such as monitor arms and keyboard trays, allowing for customizable and ergonomic work setups. Keywords like "adjustable standing desks" and "ergonomic workstations" can attract readers interested in versatile office furniture solutions.

2. Ergonomic Task Chairs

Ergonomic task chairs are designed to provide optimal support and comfort during prolonged periods of sitting. These chairs typically feature adjustable seat height, lumbar support, armrests, and backrest tilt, allowing users to customize their seating position to their individual needs and preferences. Additionally, ergonomic task chairs may incorporate advanced features such as synchro-tilt mechanisms, seat depth adjustment, and breathable mesh upholstery, enhancing comfort and promoting healthy posture throughout the workday. Keywords like "ergonomic task chairs" and "lumbar support" can attract readers interested in comfortable seating solutions.

3. Collaborative Seating Solutions

Collaborative seating solutions, such as modular lounge furniture, bench seating, and flexible seating arrangements, are designed to promote interaction, creativity, and teamwork in the workplace. These furniture pieces often feature ergonomic design elements such as contoured seats, adjustable backrests, and built-in power outlets, catering to the diverse needs of modern work environments. Additionally, collaborative seating solutions may incorporate mobility features such as casters or modular components, allowing for easy reconfiguration and adaptability to different work settings and activities. Keywords like "collaborative seating" and "flexible furniture" can attract readers interested in fostering collaboration in the workplace.

4. Height-Adjustable Conference Tables

Height-adjustable conference tables offer flexibility and functionality in meeting rooms and collaborative spaces. These tables allow users to easily adjust the height to accommodate various meeting formats, preferences, and accessibility needs. Height-adjustable conference tables promote ergonomic comfort during meetings by allowing participants to alternate between sitting and standing positions, reducing fatigue and improving engagement. Additionally, some models may feature integrated technology solutions such as power outlets, cable management systems, and multimedia connectivity, enhancing productivity and collaboration during meetings. Keywords like "height-adjustable conference tables" and "meeting room furniture" can attract readers interested in versatile office solutions.

5. Active Seating Options

Active seating options, such as balance ball chairs, kneeling chairs, and saddle stools, promote dynamic sitting and engage core muscles, improving posture and reducing discomfort. These alternative seating solutions provide users with the freedom to move and shift their weight throughout the day, reducing the risk of sedentary behavior and promoting better circulation. Additionally, active seating options may incorporate ergonomic features such as adjustable height, lumbar support, and anti-fatigue materials, enhancing comfort and promoting spinal health. Keywords like "active seating" and "dynamic sitting" can attract readers interested in unconventional office furniture solutions.

Conclusion

Innovative furniture solutions in office interior design play a crucial role in enhancing ergonomic comfort, productivity, and well-being in the workplace. By incorporating adjustable standing desks, ergonomic task chairs, collaborative seating solutions, height-adjustable conference tables, and active seating options, organizations can create environments that prioritize employee comfort and support optimal performance. With thoughtful planning and strategic investment in ergonomic furniture solutions, businesses can foster a healthier, happier, and more productive workforce. By prioritizing ergonomic excellence in office design, organizations can create dynamic and engaging work environments that inspire creativity, collaboration, and success. One can achieve these by getting in touch with the renowned design and build firm such as Flipspaces, who can help you with the same.

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Comfort and Care: Discovering the Best Hospital Furniture in India

When it comes to healthcare, comfort and care are paramount. The role of hospital furniture extends far beyond functionality; it’s about enhancing the patient experience, supporting medical staff, and ensuring a hygienic environment. In India, the quest for the best hospital furniture involves balancing modern technology, ergonomics, and local healthcare needs.

Essential Hospital Furniture and Its Importance

Hospital furniture encompasses a wide range of items, each serving a specific purpose. From patient beds to examination tables, from waiting room chairs to surgical trolleys, each piece plays a crucial role in healthcare settings. Here are some key categories of hospital furniture and their importance:

1. Patient Beds: Adjustable beds are essential for patient comfort and care. Features like adjustable height, backrests, and side rails are crucial for patient safety and ease of use. High-quality patient beds reduce the risk of bedsores and make it easier for healthcare staff to provide care.

2. Examination Tables: These tables must be sturdy, comfortable, and easily adjustable to accommodate various medical examinations. The best tables also include storage for medical tools and supplies, making the examination process more efficient.

3. Waiting Room Furniture: Comfortable seating in waiting areas is vital. This furniture should be durable, easy to clean, and aesthetically pleasing to create a welcoming environment for patients and their families.

4. Trolleys and Carts: Used for transporting medical supplies, instruments, and medications, these need to be durable, easily manoeuvrable, and designed to minimize the risk of contamination.

5. Ward Furniture: This includes bedside lockers, overbed tables, and chairs for visitors. These pieces should be practical, providing storage and convenience for patients and their families.

6. Surgical Furniture: Operating tables and stools must offer precision adjustments and stability. High-quality surgical furniture ensures that surgeons and medical staff can perform procedures with accuracy and comfort.

Factors to Consider When Choosing Hospital Furniture

Selecting the best hospital furniture involves considering several factors to ensure it meets the needs of both patients and medical staff:

1. Ergonomics: Furniture should be designed to support the natural posture of the body, reducing strain for both patients and healthcare providers.

2. Durability: Hospital furniture must withstand frequent use and rigorous cleaning protocols. High-quality materials that resist wear and tear ensure longevity and safety.

3. Hygiene: Infection control is a critical concern in hospitals. Furniture should be easy to clean and resistant to bacteria and other pathogens. Non-porous surfaces and antimicrobial materials are ideal choices.

4. Mobility: Furniture that is easily movable can adapt to different needs and situations. For instance, beds and trolleys with smooth-rolling casters can make a significant difference in emergency scenarios.

5. Aesthetic: A calm and aesthetically pleasing environment can positively impact patient recovery. Modern hospital furniture combines functionality with stylish design to create a soothing atmosphere.

6. Cost-Effectiveness: While quality should never be compromised, it’s also important to consider budget constraints. The best hospital furniture offers a balance between affordability and high standards of quality and durability.

Innovations in Hospital Furniture in India

The Indian healthcare sector has seen significant advancements in hospital furniture design. Innovations include smart beds with sensors to monitor patient vitals, modular furniture systems that can be customized for different wards, and environmentally friendly materials that support sustainability.

Furthermore, Indian manufacturers are increasingly focusing on locally sourced materials and technologies to produce furniture that meets international standards. This not only reduces costs but also ensures that the furniture is tailored to the specific needs of Indian hospitals.

Conclusion

Choosing the best hospital furniture is a critical aspect of creating a comfortable and efficient healthcare environment. In India, the evolution of hospital furniture reflects a commitment to quality care and patient comfort. By prioritizing ergonomics, durability, hygiene, mobility, aesthetics, and cost-effectiveness, healthcare facilities can ensure that their furniture supports optimal patient outcomes and staff efficiency. The advancements and innovations in this sector are a testament to the importance of investing in the right hospital furniture to enhance the overall healthcare experience.