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sadis-gate · 2 years ago
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Dining in Atlanta Large elegant u-shaped dark wood floor eat-in kitchen photo with a farmhouse sink, shaker cabinets, gray cabinets, marble countertops, white backsplash, glass tile backsplash, stainless steel appliances and an island
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jadewritesficshere · 24 days ago
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Sweatpants
Steve Harrington x Reader
Synpopsis: Steve wears sweatpants and you have to show your appreciation
Contents: mentioned possibility of an exhibition kink, oral (male receiving)
18+ only
This was written because of that pic but apparently a lot of u have not seen the pic which is crazy cause it was all over my dash)
You can't stop your jaw from dropping. You would think to but your brain is suddenly gone because of the sight before you.
Steve Harrington, your lovely, sweet, amazing boyfriend, has just walked in carrying groceries. Said he had to drive Robin to work and was gonna pick up some things to prepare for the upcoming snow storm.
He should have called and told you to prepare. A fire in your gut was burning. A steady thrum spreading throughout your body. Your mouth was simultaneously salivating over him and dry wishing he'd kiss and lick into your mouth.
Steve Harrington was bundled up, that stupid scarf you made wrong that he refused to get rid of ("it's a labor of your love!") even though you made him a better one, was wrapped around the lower half of his face. His nose was a dusty red from the chilly wind outside. He had a beanie on that had a light dusting of snow, the same snow that fluttered on his lashes as he blinked.
His jacket looked too tight because he had a sweatshirt underneath. You knew Steve had another shirt under that, barely seeing the hem peeking out. The bottoms of his pants were tucked into snow boots, where you knew he had thrown on wool socks.
All of that was fine. It was his pants that were the issue. Grey sweatpants, that clung to his perfect ass. Grey sweatpants that did nothing to hide the length of him. Steve wasn't even hard and he was big.
A burst of jealousy runs through you at the thought that anyone could have seen him. That jealousy quickly turns to desire because anyone could have seen but only you could touch. You sort of wish you had gone with him now, only to see the longing looks on other's faces (and you don't really wanna think about what that means for you).
You stand causing the chair at the table to squeak against the hardwood floor. The mittens you were working on for Steve all but forgotten. You can hear Steve speaking but it is not being processed by your brain.
All you can think is how good his voice sounds. How good he looks. How hot.
Steve turns around and jumps back, not expecting to find you in his space. Steve glares," What the fu-Jesus, warn a guy next time!" "Sorry," you look him up and down, tone, conveying you very much are not sorry.
"Upside down ain't gonna kill me, you're gonna give me a heart attack," Steve rolls his eyes dramatically, but you can see the corners wrinkle from his smile that is still hidden beneath the scarf. His hand reaches out, knocking against yours almost subconsciously.
You wanted to say something intelligent, maybe tease him and see him blush and get flustered, but your brain stopped communicating with your tongue.
"Fuck me." You all but whine, biting your lip. Steve's eyes widen slightly. Before he can say anything, you drop to your knees.
"Whoa Ba-" Steve cuts off with a strangled sound as you grab onto his hips and pull him towards you. You kiss the tip of his length before licking the sweats. Your saliva turns the grey darker. Steve lets out a low moan, hand finding your hair.
You continue to lick and leave open mouth kisses all over his hardening length. It was impressive before but now? You fidget slightly, thinking about it being in you.
You hear a thud and a hiss, pulling back to look up at Steve holding a hand to the back of his head. You know Steve threw his head back in pleasure and hit his head against the cupboard.
"Be careful about your head, dont need another concussion," You frown up at him. He peers down at you, eyes full of lust," Not the head I'm worried about." His voice sounds low and gravelly. His face is flushed, even his ears have turned a bit pink. He's looking at you like he wants to swallow you whole.
You yank down the sweatpants and boxers, Steve shimmying away from the countertop to help. His erection springs up, almost hitting you in the face (and damn isnt that a thought). Its curved slightly, precum leaking at the tip. He's flushed a nice red, two small freckles on the base close to his balls.
You spit in your hand and firmly grasp him, causing him to groan. You move your hand steadily up and down him. You love how soft his skin is that contrasts with how hard he is.
You lick his slit, letting the salty taste of Steve coat your tongue. Steve moans and his dick twitches in your hand. You lick again, swirling around his flushed head.
"Not gonna- fuck, not gonna last long," Steve whines, flustered above you. You haven't even done much, and either you're really really good at this (you are) or Steve has been horny for a bit longer then normal today (you wonder if he wanted to be seen as you remember those jeans he used to wear) You slowly wrap your lips around him, sucking lightly. You moan, moving your mouth up and down in tandem with your hand.
It isn't long, maybe a minute. All it takes for him to come undone is for you to peer up at him and meet his eyes. Steve comes with a shout, his leg kicking out slightly as he grips the countertop to stay standing. You swallow it all, everything he would give you.
When Steve starts to whimper is when you let go of him. He falls from your mouth with a pop. You look up at him, lips slightly swollen. Steve is panting, face flushed.
Steve slowly slides down against the counter, legs going to either side of you. He grabs your arms and tugs you into him, pulling you chest to chest. Steve kisses you lightly before pulling back," I think i just blacked out, holy shit."
You giggle before kissing him again. Steve sighs into the kiss, hands running up and down your arms, to your back, to your ass. You pull away to take a breathe and Steve smirks up at you," I should wear these more often huh?"
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flowercrowngods · 19 days ago
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actually wayne munson makes steve an advent calendar and it’s 25 mugs with little trinkets in them
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that-butch-archivist · 5 months ago
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Making a birthday cake for a friend tonight (something I haven't done for a while), and I forgot how much I love baking & cake decorating. I'll post pics when I'm done, I'm very excited. 🥰
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tea-tuesday · 7 months ago
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06/05/2024
i feel like i'm in a groundhog day-esque nightmare in which i wake up in panic, drag myself out of bed, get an oat milk mocha, do bar prep all day, come home, and sleep, just do it all over again the next day..... trying to stay optimistic 😃 when i was in college, all i wanted was to get into a good law school—and now i've graduated from a great law school and i'm studying for the bar!!! past me would be so THRILLED!
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stubz · 4 months ago
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"I think Glip and Kal don't like me."
"What makes you say that?"
"Well, we just don't talk. Like it's fine when your here or Quip is here but when you guys leave we don't really talk."
"Have you tried? Like making small talk?"
"Yeah but its really awkward and short." Max sighs leaning back in his chair.
"Hmmm...oh my god Piper! Take that off Marl!"
He watches as his friend and co-worker runs off to deal with Piper running off with Marl, treating the youngling as a stuffie to dress. Marl cackled as they were carried off by the human.
"Too bad you don't talk to them like my Mapa, they are a chatter bug."
"Your Mapa is a chatter bug? Really Dali?" he found it hard to believe that Calis would be chatty. The ever so serious and stoic first mate.
"Yeah but only when Pomo gets them talking. Usually about go-sip."
"Gossip huh?"
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"He sent the email to everyone. Everyone! He sent all the texts and messages between them to everyone to show them what she said about us."
"Oh my god what a power move...this dude is my hero." Quip nods in agreement.
"Want me to read em?"
"Max I would kill you if you didn't."
"Seconded."
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"-I feel unsafe in this hostile environment. You told me it was fine, that I could go whenever."
"Go whenever? ...she left like a day before the wedding! A day! She had 3 goddamn months!! And hostile??? Says the woman who tried to call the cops on her own roommate for being 'too loud'!!" shouts Quip crushing the drink in his hand.
"It gets better."
"HOW?!" cries Kim
"Hold up! Pause! I need a new drink!"
"Oh get me one too will you?" the humans call out.
...
"-I'll be changing the locks and hereby request to you all who I have sent this email to to not contact her or respond to her. Thanks for reading and Tiffany, I'm willing to talk to when you come back from your trip. Bring your keys."
"Oh shit its done! She's dumped. He's dumping her as soon as she comes home!"
"I need a copy of this or just you to read it to me again and again for a month."
"Oh with pleasure, I love reading this. It never gets old."
"Thank you for sharing this. This was the best gossip I've had in years. Come on, desert on me!" she shouts grabbing her friends arms leading them back to the cafeteria.
....
"Hey Max!" he looks up from his lunch and sees Quip with Kal and Glip.
"Hey guys."
"I was telling these two about the shipwreck you told me and they won't stop hounding me about asking you for a copy of the email or in depth detail so here." he shoves his two embarrassed partners forwards to the human
"I'd love to hear it again but I gotta return something before the place closes. I'll be back in an hour, have fun!" he calls waving to them
"...so how much do you guys know?"
"...a bit but could you start from the beginning?"
"Like when she said she hurt her back a week after flaking on doing her part of the wedding planning."
"Gotcha. So she says that she hurt her back a week after going to the gym, which makes no sense because back injuries hurt right after or hours after the thing you did!"
"Oh she's lying."
"Did they kick her out of the wedding planning?"
"No, because they don't want to cause drama about this. Like its hard to subtlety make a person prove their back is hurt. Also the job they gave her was the smallest thing so."
"What was her job?"
"Making sure there was enough napkins and balloons."
"Get a hint Tiffany!"
"That's so sad."
.....
"So I heard you're gossip buddies with Kal and Glip?"
"Yep. Spent 3 hours sharing gossip."
"..."
"You wanna hear it?"
"Yes!"
"Thought you would. Wrote down the key notes of each story."
"This is why we're best friends!!"
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madzillus · 1 year ago
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HAPPY 60th ANNIVERSARY DOCTOR WHO
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paradoxgavel · 15 days ago
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man, i had a rly nice day today! ;v;
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thebirdandhersong · 8 months ago
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Lol. Lol. Lol.
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jfkisonthemoon · 1 month ago
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in case anyone was wondering, last night was the second time this week my roommate had friends over drinking past midnight
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brittie-frog · 1 year ago
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I want to scream about Empanada so much!!!
I've read all the twitter theory threads about her being the eldest and having to put on that strong front and pretend she's fine to protect her siblings on egg island and thats why she acts the way she does with new people and why Sunny and Pepito look up to her so much. Now she's in a new place with 4 mums that say they love and care for her and that this new island is meant to be safe but there's this new enemy they're all stressing about and she's still keeping up that strong front so Sunny doesn't panic and still feels safe. And then when it may have finally come to an end one of her mums is there unlike every other time @v@ has been but its a mum who has a second kid and Em believes that Richas is in need of support more since its his dad so she continues to act fine. It's Sunny that steps up and has to ask Tubbo where Bagi is and stares at her until she comes over because Em wants to act like she's okay with everything and give that space to Richas and Bagi to talk.
And Bagi's new to being a parent, nevermind of two, and doesn't understand what she's doing because Em won't talk about it. It's the sibling angst where they're gonna have to have a sit down talk separately and no side is wrong they all have trauma.
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blujayonthewing · 4 months ago
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heartbreaking: you found exactly the kind of thing you had a vague notion about wanting but it's a rare antique and costs One Thousand Dollars
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brehaaorgana · 1 year ago
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People joke about ADHD all the time, even swear up and down they totally think they also have it, but then if you ask for an accommodation, to please please please provide things in fucking writing, EXACTLY what they want and need, you will even work it out WITH them, like they promised they would do — repeatedly over and over, and then you don't get it people really will fucking be like:
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I am using the incorrect bathroom (TM) to place my shelving and store my things. Homegirl literally removed various sundries and toiletries from a CLOSED CABINET and SHELF because she's interested in boundaries and accountability for my mess.
I said months ago I wanted to improve things for her comfort level and needed a written list of what precisely that fucking looked like in order to achieve it and not miss anything she deemed important. I explained how ADHD works, why I needed a written reference. Why I had to have it laid out, and if something needed changing we needed to write it all out. I would've made the list myself, but they said they would make it for the whole house to hold up their end of things. And, thinking this was a very reasonable adult solution to keeping the house in good shape, I said okay, come up with the list of expectations and what is needed and that way we can update how we handle chores. Awesome. I will do that to uphold my end.
No list ever gets made or drafted or anything despite my bringing it up, knowing we need to do it, but I DO get berated for failing to meet expectations and boundaries that were never fucking provided or delivered and include "don't store toiletries in this particular bathroom because I don't like it."
I can't believe I am a goddamn adult who gets treated like an idiot child for expecting adult communication instead of snide ass passive aggressive bullshit and basic respect for my things.
Because when I fucking get home, my shelving has been removed and a cabinet emptied of my things and placed in the "correct" bathroom.
🙃🙃🙃🙃🙃🙃🙃🙃🙃
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Oh shit she solved it, this doesn't look cluttered at all!
What a vast improvement to storing things in appropriate storage!
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aefensteorrra · 11 months ago
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well. I signed the contract and put the deposit down for a flat and move next week!!
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cultivating-wildflowers · 6 months ago
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this month is really making me feel like a homeowner in the most mundanely stressful ways
I have to replace my toilet because it's falling apart, but it's so old that we have to find one that will fit, and then we have to adjust the connections (thankfully my dad knows how to do this)
my parents are getting a new washing machine so I will be inheriting theirs (this is how I got my stove)
the friends selling my parents their washing machine are also getting rid of their dryer, so I get a lightly-used dryer for cheap (the sensor on mine died so I can only use the time setting)
my mother is once again critiquing my house's siding (it's wood. and we painted it in the middle of a cold snap in March four years ago before I even bought the house so the inspector would quit pitching a fit)
she also has big plans for re-configuring my driveway
and she wants to know when the township will finally fill the hole in the off-street parking area (it now has its own biome)
my dad may be swapping my lawnmower with his so I can quit getting mildly zapped every time I turn mine off via pulling the spark plug (I mowed on Sunday. it ran out of gas with three passes left. my lawn looks so stupid but we're under a flood watch and I will not be mowing until...later)
thankfully the water heater, furnace, windows, and roof are all quite new and/or in working condition!
#this poor silly house#I love it to bits and it is falling to bits#I just need to work up the energy to take care of it a little better than I've been doing#I have a short list of things I need to take care of before August (replace four-to-six blinds with cordless blinds so we can actually use#the blinds since Blythe methodically ate all of the cords and my face destroyed the only cordless set in the house)#I need to shampoo the grungy carpet#the front garden beds have been a blight since the beginning but I don't have the energy for them#same with the gutters and downspouts which sorely need fixing but it's them or new tierods for my car#I also want better insulation in the attic. this is a straightforward process (I've helped blow in insulation before) but $$#and Mom casually pointed out that we could tear out the kitchen carpet and slap down linoleum for nothing#('but the whole floor is warped and cracked.' 'it's fine. linoleum will stick to that')#'I don't want your house. it's old and small and we don't want to stay in Michigan forever. btw here's all of the improvements we can make'#also I would love a vent in the bathroom#like...are any of these pressing issues? not exactly but some of them would really help my house#and the siding is an eyesore up close#on the plus side having two window ac's has been a life changer#and clearing out junk for a roomie is mentally very freeing#I loved my beardie but her tank took up space that I can now use for storage#that sounds so callous 😅#okee thanks for listening bye#mine
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fiona-fififi · 6 months ago
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