#womancaves

[whitetrashwarriorprincess]

[zarnage]

Austin Built-In Home Office An illustration of a mid-sized eclectic built-in desk study room with blue walls and a laminate floor.

[bigjerkart]

Built-In Home Office Austin

Inspiration for a mid-sized eclectic study room remodel with blue walls and a laminate floor.

[raannt]

Home Office - Built-In Ideas for remodeling a mid-sized eclectic study room with a built-in desk, a brown floor, and blue walls.

[blauwegiraf]

Built-In Home Office Austin An illustration of a mid-sized eclectic built-in desk study room with blue walls and a laminate floor.

[lovelyyellowdress]

Eclectic Home Office - Home Office

[girletho]

etho lp in pride month

intro: swishsshhhshawwwPOOOM.

fade to black. fade to video opening in the base. the camera is facing etho.

etho: hey hey everybody. welcome back. we're in the womancave right now. *pan towards face* *brief silence* the. the woman cave of course. where else would we be.

goes to first person view. GIANT TRANS FLAG IN THE MIDDLE OF THE SCREEN.

mouse: non-diegetic clicking

etho: the woman cave. our regular cave, for women. like me ^_^ uh anyways today we're going to go do some mining. this flag- i don't mean anything by it but it's in the way a bit. hold on let me just move it aside

etho pulls a lever. suddenly there is about 36 blocks of tnt dropping from the ceiling.

IT ALL BLOWS UP KILLING HER and then cut to etho mining some stone for no reason

[mschievousx]

i wish you love | a.h.

pairing: aaron hotchner x ofc

summary: francesca sainz knows her interests. she likes the dark, crime, profiling, medicine, military, guns, and suits. imagine her surprise when these things come as a person... granted, a "fourty-something unit chief" person, but a person nonetheless.

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prologue

penelope garcia, despite loving her womancave, cannot resist spending time at the bullpen where her family is. yes, her office is her place of comfort, but the bullpen has always been more fun—fun in terms of the banter of her friends, their plans of vacations that never really happen because of the nature of their job, and of course, her chocolate thunder, derek morgan.

she loves morgan dearly—as dear as colleagues can love each other without ruining their respective romantic relationships. however, for the past ten months, morgan's life has been nearing hell-like. reid, he can manage. but, the arrival of another proved to be challenging. and garcia should really not love the way her chocolate thunder is outnumbered as much as she does.

but hey, what can she possibly do when the enemy comes in the form of a young trainee who she equally loves?

"i am not a kid."

francesca sainz playfully glared at morgan, crossing her arms as she sat on a desk across reid's. the three, along with jj and penelope, gathering for their daily banter.

derek chuckles at that, gesturing to the resident genius who was sitting on his seat with an amused smile, "reid's 34 and he's a kid, kid."

"i do not have an iq of 187." she retorted plainly.

he scoffed as he tossed his baseball and caught it again repeatedly, sporting his incredulous look with everyone before settling to her.

"what does that have to do with it?"

she slowly stood up and smirked as she presented her case, "false equivalence, like you did. you compared reid and i. while your point in age could be taken, comparing spencer and i is not acceptable at all since our nature is not the same. hence, your point, as a matter of fact, does not have a point."

they all looked at her in silence for a good couple of seconds before jj crossed her arms, as if in thinking as she voiced an observation.

"there's no false equivalence at all."

"my point stands." morgan pushed with a smug grin.

franz narrowed her eyes to each one of them before glaring to morgan once again, "just so you know, this is my annoyed face, derek."

he leaned forward as if to observe her closely before speaking in a sarcastic tone.

"really? looks pretty much the same, kid."

she rolled her eyes at him before grinning herself, fixing her hair to tease him, "what did you say? i look pretty? thanks."

the older agent scoffed once again as he leaned back with a smirk, "deaf."

"you being this chaotic tells me the boss-man is not yet around."

emily's voice made them turn towards the entrance at her arrival, rossi following closely behind as they chuckled.

"where is he?"

 · • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

"where is he?"

aaron hotchner, more known as hotch and the unit chief of the behavioral analysis unit or bau, asked as he gestured the paper to the course professor of the class they just lectured.

she looked at the paper to see who the agent is referring to.

"this student? oh," she raised her head to the entire room, scanning the area for any sign of the girl, "she left already."

he tried to hide the look of slight surprise in his face. after all, franz sainz is a very misleading name. it has certainly nothing to do with what emily has previously said before during her first cases with the team when he asked what is his worst quality. he does not trust women as much as men.

hotch neared rossi, giving the paper to him as the latter read the contents.

"what do you think?"

the italian man read her answer for the situational case they gave earlier. his brows slowly raised inquisitively as he reached the middle and commented, "quite perceptive."

"so?" he asked monotonely. dave already knew what he meant and nodded in agreement.

he turned to where penelope was, chatting with the rest of the team before looking at him.

"garcia, i need you to run details as soon as we get back in quantico."

and with that, it was imperative that they returned the next day, having learned more about the student.

francesca was calmly walking down the hallway, having just finished taking a special exam after she missed her written exam yesterday by attending the bau's lecture. chewing on her gum with earpods in, she disregarded the bandage on her left wrist and hand which served as her 'valid reason' for missing yesterday.

however, she could not miss the the contrast of that bright blonde hair and imposing suits against the figure of twenty-year-olds in the hallway just meters away. she immediately slowed down her steps as she lightly chatted up another student, who she does not know, and casually turned away to walk back where she came from.

only to find the italian already closing in on her too. she shrugged resignedly at that as he finally reaches her, sarcastically smiling as he placed an arm around her shoulders, guiding her to walk where she was originally going to.

"walk with me, kid."

she smiled sheepishly at him, removing her earpods and looking at him, "sir, great to see you. i'm a huge fan."

rossi lightly chuckled in amusement, "i don't have the best experiences with 'huge fans'."

she looked ahead at that, exhaling impassively as she remembered his book about a fan-turned-serial killer, "evidently."

as hotch and jj accompanied their sides, francesca tightly smiled in acknowledgement as the lady smiled back, "sir, ma'am."

"do you have anywhere to be right now?" hotch monotonely asked as they all continue to walk towards the exit.

she looked at him on her left with a sarcastic grin, to which he only returned with a look as if trying to figure her out, "i have a really good feeling you already know the answer to that."

dave interjected with his usual playful tone, "good, because you're going to be at quantico in a few minutes."

with her in the middle of fbi agents, francesca sainz could do nothing but look at him with wide eyes and mouth agape in shock.

"is this about my search history? i promise i did not kill anyone. i write books."

 · • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

"ask and he shall appear."

the trainee commented as the unit chief passed the doors just after emily and dave did. however, when hotch came into full view, she could not stop herself from gaping once again.

"oh my, sir! that is illegal."

he paused at the bottom of the staircase at that, turning to the group as the others slowly distanced themselves from the girl.

"excuse me?"

she grinned at him, her voice full of exaggeration, "you took my breath away with your usual white long sleeves, but now, you're simply killing me with that dark one."

"sainz," hotch pointedly called, trying to contain his exasperation even though the day has just begun.

"i'm serious," she opened her arms on chest level, feigning ignorance before grinning widely once again, "are you looking for wife number two? i volunteer as tribute!"

he narrowed his eyes at her, almost glaringly, before closing them. regaining his composure, he continued to walk upstairs, "i'll pretend i didn't hear that."

noticing the team's amused looks at her as dave and jj shook their heads with small smiles, franz raised her eyebrows at them.

"what? dave's already working with number four."

"what is wrong with you?" derek said in a higher pitch than his normal, seemingly unbelieving of the girl's antics.

penelope grins at the exchange, jabbing to her jokingly as well, "you know he hates you, right?"

before entering his office, he looked back at the team downstairs, voice strict as usual but without serious intensity.

"and refrain from saying phrases like taking your breath away."

as they all hear his door closing, she turns to garcia with confidence and a bright grin, nodding reassuringly.

"he likes me."

[subconsciousmysteries]

the 3s have gone more mad than usual

Dear goddess what is wrong with 3s

[lipstickontheglass1985]

finally cleaning up my womancave. cheer & clap please

[zellink]

coming out of my womancave to announce that i HAVE FINISHED ACT ONE (yes it’s only the first draft but IT’S ALL WRITTEN.) the final chapter of the act stands at 10.4k words. i wrote 5k words today alone. gonna spend the next week completing the outline for act two and act three, and then it’s ONWARDS BABY!!!!!!!

[courierrsix]

Nero is such a cool name if I were named nero I'd literally never shut up about it I'd tattoo it on my forehead and ass there would be a huge neon sign to my room that would say "nero's womancave"

[anewasafreak]

Okay done posting i crawl back to my womancave

[patriciaidsinga]

Seksen

Noordhollands Dagblad 5 november 2022 

Ik trek mijn dekbed nog wat hoger op terwijl ik verder ga in mijn boek. Ik zweet sinds een paar dagen Corona en ben verbannen naar zolder. Beneden hoor ik ontbijtgeluiden en lichte stress in de stem van A. 

Ik duik weer in mijn boek De onzichtbaarheid van de vrouw. Van de prehistorie tot nu. Een boek van Marylène Patou-Mathis, prehistoricus en onderzoeksdirecteur bij het Franse Nationaal Centrum voor Wetenschappelijk Onderzoek. 

Zij schrijft dat in elk geschiedenisboek wordt geschreven dat vrouwen in de prehistorie kleinere hersenen en slappere spieren hebben dan de man. Vrouwen konden alleen kinderen dragen, baren en grootbrengen; al het andere was mannenwerk. De man jaagt, innoveert, beheerst het vuur, maakt kunst en voert oorlog; de vrouw wacht, zorgend voor de kinderen, tot hij thuiskomt. 

 “Waar liggen de gymkleren van B.?” wordt er door de Jager naar boven geroepen. 

“Naast de magnetron” zegt de verzamelaar, terwijl ik mijn neus snuit en doorblader. 

Het beeld van hoe onze voorouders leefden, het beeld zoals het staat in alle geschiedenisboeken van onze kinderen is bepaald door mannen en dat rust op een heleboel aannames en weinig bewijs, schrijft Marylène. Toen in de negentiende eeuw de prehistorie voor het eerst werd bestudeerd, werd de blik daarop ontwikkeld door mannen die de stereotypen van hun tijd projecteerden. De stereotypen van hun tijd, óp de oertijd. 

Ik sla met mijn vuist op bed. Corona of niet, woedend word ik hiervan! Als deze verkeerde beelden zo verweven zijn in de geschiedenis, hoe vecht je daartegen? “Haaaatsjoe!” 

“Mam, papa doet heel boos, ik wil dat jij weer beter bent” roept B. 

 “Niet boven komen” roep ik. “Straks steek ik je aan.” 

 Was ik in het begin van de week verbolgen over het feit dat het gezin me naar boven stuurde, vind ik het nu wel even lekker in mijn ‘womancave’. Overal liggen volgesnoten zakdoeken en het kan me geen moer schelen. Hier vindt een ware revolutie plaats. Die hele hiërarchie, tussen seksen, waar ik voor m’n gevoel al mijn hele leven tegen vecht, is allemaal begonnen door aannames van een stelletje bekrompen mannelijke onderzoekers. 

Er blijkt helemaal geen bewijs te zijn voor een ‘natuurlijke’ hiërarchie tussen de seksen! 

 Gelukkig begint het beeld te kantelen dankzij nieuwe ontdekkingen en archeologisch onderzoek naar rolverdeling. 

“Waar staat de pindakaas?” roept de Man. Deze vrouw zegt niks. Ga jij maar lekker zelf een uurtje verzamelen, terwijl ik hierboven op nieuwe ideeën jaag.

[gomjabbars]

Next on my home office womancave decorating agenda: getting prints of my Sib, Signy, and Quintus commissions framed 😍

I decided to frame some of my fave Jay comic covers in my home office, and 7 years later I finally got around to hanging up my Arkham Knight DragonCon commission 🎉

I share the office with my hubby, and I'm especially pleased that his corpo clients get to ogle my Jason Todd Nick Robles Playgirl cover when he's on camera 😁

Another of my fave covers arrived just in time for spooky season 👻

The Prince of Gotham and Suicide Squad: Get Joker #3 by Alex Maleev (ty @jasontoddenthusiastt for introducing me to it 🤩) covers are coming soon. I guess I need to actually read all these comics at some point 😅

[guthrie-odonto]