#home and comfort
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ourlittlehouseinthecountry Ā· 4 months ago
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Home isn’t just a place—it’s a feeling. The other day, I shared a simple carousel post about what it means to have a home that feels like you. And to be honest, I was taken aback (in the best way) by how many of you resonated with it. The comments, the messages, the stories you shared—it was clear that home is something deeply personal to all of us. Because home isn’t just decor, or a perfectly curated space, or the right aesthetic. It’s not about what looks good on a Pinterest board. It’s about comfort, belonging, and the quiet moments of life that happen within these walls. For me, home has always been less about where we are and more about who we’re with. My son has said for years: ā€œHome is wherever we all are together.ā€ And he’s right. We’ve carried that sentiment with us through so many seasons of life—camping in a tent, travelling in our camper van, and even during the two years we had to move out of our home due to major renovations. It wasn’t easy, and not every moment was filled with joy, but we made a conscious effort to create home wherever we were. Ultimately, home isn’t just a physical space. It’s the warmth of familiar voices. The comfort of a pet curling up beside you. The scent of your favourite candle, the soft glow of a lamp in the evening, the quiet hum of a place that holds you just as you are. So I sat down and wrote more about this—about the feeling of home, about creating spaces that feel like us, and about letting go of the pressure to have a ā€œperfectā€ home when what we really want is a meaningful one. If this resonates with you, I’d love for you to read the full post. It’s up on the blog now. (Link in bio!) And in the meantime, I’d love to hear from you—what makes your home feel like you? #HomeIsAFeeling #IntentionalLiving #SlowLiving #CreatingHome #MeaningfulHome #IntentionalHomemaking #SlowHome #HomeAndHeart #HomeThatFeelsLikeYou #AuthenticLiving #MyCozyHome #HomeWithHeart #IntentionalSpaces #RealHomesOfInstagram #ModernHomemaker #HomemakingWithHeart #SoulfulSpaces #HomeIsMoreThanAesthetic #EmotionalHome #SimpleHomeLiving #HomeSanctuary #CreatingSpacesThatFeelsLikeHome
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dirt-goth Ā· 2 years ago
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As much as I want to be a wholly joyous about the fact that Henry Kissinger is finally fucking dead, as he deserves... There's a lot of me that can't help being upset with. With the fact that he lived to 100 years old. He got better medical care, better housing, and a better, more stable life for those 100 years than billions on this planet ever going to see and he did it specifically through exploitation, state sanctioned murder, and lies. He lived to 100 years comfortably on a legacy of violence that rarely threatened his personal comfort. I want to be joyous that he's finally dead, because the world IS better with him dead, but the reality is he won a long time ago.
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gothghostiie Ā· 9 months ago
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thinking about something that happened to me while babysitting and I am unable to cope with it so obviously I have to make it something for yall
thinking about babysitter!reader being hired by price, you just go to check on the little one in their nursery. the baby is sleeping peacefully, you close the door - but the handle fucking breaks off. naturally you start to panic, the baby is in there all alone and you can't get in, so you call price in literal tears. telling him what happened, desperately scrambling around to look at the baby monitor. He tells you to take a breath, trying to get you to calm down, that its okay, he'll come home.
you're sat on the couch, crying in a panic while watching the blisfully unaware baby over the monitor until Price gets home. he comes in, making a beeline to the small utility room, then to the nursery. its an easy and quick fix, you definitely could have done it yourself you think as you watch over his shoulder. he opens the door quickly and sees the sleeping baby before closing the door with a chuckle and turning to you. you're still sniffling, babbling soft apologies, telling him youll understand if he doesn't pay or ever hires you again - but he shakes his head and leads you to the couch with him, sitting you down.
"sit, love. take a breath." he murmurs, vanishing to the kitchen, from where he comes back a minute later with a cup of tea that he hands you. sits down next to you, then gently pulls you into his side. "C'mere now. its alright bird, don't cry now."
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ladycharlottexoxo Ā· 2 months ago
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⊹ ࣪ Ė– big bad butch sevika who wants to come back home to her pretty wife making dinner. she buries her face in your shoulder and sniffs you like a puppy but you love her.
⊹ ࣪ Ė– big bad butch sevika who has some shitty days and some absolutely shitty days, so she comes home to her pretty wife and puts her face in your lap. ā€œbad day?ā€ ā€œmhm...ā€
⊹ ࣪ Ė– big bad butch sevika who you have to lull to sleep because she's seen so much shit, she gets nightmares. she thrashes sometimes, you have to pull her to your chest and stroke her back, ā€œyoure not on the streets, im here.ā€
⊹ ࣪ Ė– big bad butch sevika who needs you to bathe her when she feels too tired to move, muscles aching and cuts dripping with blood. you patch her up and give her a bubble bath because big bad butch sevika deserves the best of the best.
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iydiamartinx Ā· 2 months ago
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HOME IS IN YOUR ARMS
Pairing: Jason Todd x Reader
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divider by: @cafekitsune & @omi-resources word count: 456 synopsis: After a long day, jason comes home to your arms a/n: I don't usually write one-shots but I've been trying to dabble, it's short but i hope its good!
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The apartment was dark when he finally made it home—barely a sliver of moonlight filtered through the blinds, tracing pale lines across the floor. Jason didn’t bother flipping on a light. He didn’t need to see. He knew every inch of this place like the back of his scarred hand. Knew the creak in the floorboard just before the hallway. Knew the smell of your lavender shampoo clinging to the pillows. Knew where you’d be.
He dropped his helmet by the door with a soft thud, the weight of it making the wood groan. The rest followed in pieces—jacket, boots, the bloodied shirt. It felt like he was peeling off armor that no longer worked. Every joint in his body ached. His knuckles were swollen, his ribs bruised. There was a sharp pain in his shoulder that whispered dislocated, but he didn’t have the energy to check.
The bedroom door was cracked open, and inside, you stirred.
You didn’t ask what time it was, or why he was late, or what kind of night he had. You just shifted under the blankets and held your arms open.
That was all it took.
Jason exhaled like the air had been trapped in his lungs all day. He climbed into the bed—slowly, carefully, like a wounded animal—and collapsed into you. His head found your chest, his arms wrapped weakly around your waist, and he let out a noise that wasn’t quite a sigh and not quite a sob.
You tucked him close without a word. Fingers sliding into his hair, stroking through the dark, sweat-damp strands with a tenderness that made his throat tighten.
ā€œI’m here,ā€ you murmured against his forehead.
He didn’t answer. He didn’t need to. His whole body sagged into yours, tension leaking out of him one breath at a time as you kept combing through his hair, slow and rhythmic.
And for the first time that night, maybe even the first time in weeks, Jason Todd allowed himself to rest. Not just sleep—but rest. The world faded at the edges, dulled by the softness of your touch, wrapped in your arms, he was finally home.
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chloesimaginationthings Ā· 1 year ago
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FNAF movie Mike and Michael meet their younger selves..
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bigfatbreak Ā· 3 months ago
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Me thinks Clark didn't realize until now how bad the situation in Paris really is and might just interfere now.
Correct!
I don't know if I'll have the time to draw it, but essentially higher-powered supers are banned from entering France, in the very least the Paris area, because an akumatized superhero with more power than Ladybug or Chaton could lead to devastating results. Due to this, media outlets regarding Hawkmoth and that situation are throttled to specifically France, as no one wants Hawkmoth gaining allies through outside supervillains via the media. HM/Gabe hasn't caught onto that fact yet, since its something hush-hush between LB and the local government, but Marinette did publish a paper regarding a character profile of Hawkmoth and how current Akuma function, as well as a deep dive into how its effecting the Parisian population.
Chock full of primary sources, interviews, and even one on one dialogue with Chat Noir and Ladybug, naturally the study gained attention. It was meant for France, for the public to understand the current stakes and how now more than ever, people need to extend sympathy, patience, and understanding to each other, and how negativity is as healthy as positivity and must be nurtured and resolved with care. It was meant as a public notice - to not destroy one another or shut down, to instead have faith in one another and to work as a community, even if their faith in LB/CN was to waiver, that you can always trust your friends and family to help you in times of great tragedy and stress.
It was popularized both as a letter to the public, and as a research paper regarding Akumas; as a result, it was eventually translated and squeaked out under the French censors accidentally, as its spread was entirely minimal. However, it wasn't so minimal that it wouldn't eventually end up on the desk of a woman looking into Superhero news, aka, Lois Lane. It was a solid read, if not a bit garbled, since auto-translators were used instead of a real person, and it was passed to Clark to read.
The issue in France didn't seem so terrible from words on a page, and not only that, the League agreed that all in all, major supers needed to stay out of France for their own protection.
however, looking at the face of the girl that published the article speaks of a different story.
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niyana-the-ambiguous-mobian Ā· 6 months ago
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You just suddenly see this little guy sitting all alone, giving this saddest puppy dog look he could ever throw at someone,
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What would you do?
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gomzdrawfr Ā· 4 months ago
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light study with cowboy Price
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alt version + ref used:
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famousfishathletecookie Ā· 7 months ago
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toyastales Ā· 6 months ago
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Steak & Eggs For Breakfast
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vexuuofficial Ā· 2 years ago
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This pineapple jewelry stand is so cute! šŸCohesive and functional, this piece is great as a gift and perfect for yourself! Shop VEXUU.COM for savings on everything modern and unique✨
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katebeckets Ā· 1 month ago
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how to sayĀ "I love you"Ā in x-filesĀ [159/?] ⤷ 3.02 — ā€œPaper Clipā€
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noodles-and-tea Ā· 9 months ago
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For the twins in time AU, I genuinely wonder what kind of people the young twins grow up into because of Stan’s/Ford’s influence. Especially if it takes years for the portal to get fixed.
(Sorry if it seems like I already sent this question, I don’t know if it got sent the first time I asked)
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I haven’t fully fleshed out how Ford grows up in the past but I do have thoughts on Stan presently
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yuushin7 Ā· 2 years ago
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"Home"🄰 my take on latest chapter but with fanficky flavor.
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