#folding@home

[honysoytquimalpence]

[vintagehomecollection]

Southern Interiors, 1988

[gomzdrawfr]

light study with cowboy Price

alt version + ref used:

[incognitopolls]

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[limbcom]

me when i accept my nemesis' offer of friendship as a guise to steal his source of power but then got way too attached in the process

[mobius-m-mobius]

- James Wright, A Blessing

@lokiusweek 2025 - Day 3: Longing (insp)

[jadewritesficshere]

Eddie frowns to himself slightly. He was expecting to come home to find you watching TV or maybe doing one of your hobbies. Instead, there are still laundry baskets full of unwashed clothes you were going to take to the laundromat.

"Babe?" He calls, leaning against the wall to take off one shoe at a time. He lets them fall haphazardly next to your neatly placed shoes. He takes his leather jacket off and hangs it on the peg on the wall.

Eddie heads down the trailer hall to the bedroom. The door creaks as it opens. He can see you laying under the covers. Eddie walks over, carefully sitting towards the foot of the bed. "Hey Babe," he runs a hand up and down your spine," bad day?"

You groan," yeah...I'm sorry." "For what?" Eddie's brow furrows slightly. You huff and pull the blankets back to look at him. "I was supposed to do laundry. Clean the living room up for your club to meet tomorrow. Instead my joints decided 'hey let's become stiff like steel so every movement hurts'. My nervous system decided 'oh hey let's send a wave of fatigue so strong we can barely keep our eyes open."

Eddie blinks a couple of times watching you. A stray tear falls from your eyes, but Eddie gently wipes it away before it can leave your cheek. "Those days happen. It's okay. Do you ever get mad at me when my body aches?" He cups your cheek in his hand.

"Eddie you almost died saving the world. My body just is like this-" "Who's to say the Upside Down didn't exacerbate things hm? That air wasn't exactly legal." You roll your eyes.

"It isn't your fault." Eddie murmurs, thumb running back and forth against your cheek. The cool of his rings against your face. "It feels like it," you mumble. "Hey, stop being mean to the person I love!" Eddie pokes your side gently. You can't help but smile slightly at him.

"I love you. I know you get frustrated and upset sometimes, especially when things flare up. I do understand what you're going through and it fucking sucks. But that doesn't mean I love you less. We got to take the bad with the good. It makes those good days all the more special. It's an honor to be with you. In sickness and in health, yeah?"

"Are you saying wedding vows?" You joke. "I mean... I never believed in marriage for me but you make me think about it." Eddie shrugs," Dont need a piece of paper to validate my feelings for you." You smile softly," Yeah."

A few seconds pass before Eddie clears his throat, face flushing," So, uh, do you need heat? Will that help?" You slowly nod.

Eddie stands," Then I am going to go pop the rice bags in the microwave for you, and then im gonna run to the laundromat to get the clothes in the washer because I think Wayne will actually kill us both if he comes home in the morning to no clothes."

You laugh lightly," Til death do us part eh Munson?" "Not even death could separate us my love."

[burningcheese-merchant]

Pepper Jack is so happy that he found one (1) person in the godforsaken world @cuppajj created that is actually relatively normal/sane and treats him well without any ulterior motives... That witch wearing his mother's face is unbearable in every sense of the word; that strange, sleeping husk wearing his father's is too busy fermenting in a kimchi jar to engage him in any meaningful conversation (not that Jack doesn't try, anyway). Yellow Feather is, well and truly, the only friend he has in this universe. And you can bet that he's going to cling to her like his life depends on it it probably does to some degree idk

Yellow Feather is very fond of the boy; it's hard not to be. He's so sweet and adorable! And yet... there's just something about him. Why does he look so familiar? He looks like... No, it can't be. That's impossible. Her Radiance never had children. But then... His face... Whose face could that be, if not hers? And his eyes... Those look painfully familiar, too. Where has she seen that shade of red before...?

[broareweabouttoviberightnow]

I think years after the events of the book when things are a bit more stable darry LOVES to threaten to put Pony in a boys home every time he won't listen to him

[ch1zzie]

HES HERE

LOOOOK

Barnaby now has two of his pals

[vintagehomecollection]

100 Designers' Favorite Rooms, 1994

[varpusvaras]

I've promised the good people on tiktok the fic about Oliver being a good dad(-in-law) to Jason and I'm working on it, and I just outlined the scene where Oliver gives Jason a hug for the first time and Jason has to fight for his life not to just crumble up like wet tissue

[moodboardmix]

Fold House, Omarino, Bay of Islands, New Zealand,

Bossley Architects with project architect Peter Sisam,

Photography by Simon Devitt

[tartagliove]

Thinking about fox shifter!Childe who loves to chase bunny shifter!Reader. He chased you when he first met you, fox paws pinning you down in your squirming rabbit form, until you wore yourself out and he took you home with him. But after he knows you, he still loves the chase.

The tinge of instinctual fear intermingled with nervous thrill in your scent makes his blood pump. His fox ears are out, tail streaming behind him as he chases after you, following the noises you make as you bound and leap through the forest, trying to stretch out the distance between you and him.

You’re fast, but Childe has trained tirelessly over the years to hone his senses and master his body—both human and fox form, and the in-betweens. So he gains on you, your scent growing stronger to the point he can almost taste it.

He can tell you’re tiring.

Once he closes the distance and catches you, hands wrapping around your waist and spinning you around, he pushes you up against a tree. Before you can get a word out, he tears through the sleeve of your shirt with sharp claws, his fox features still present with the adrenaline running through his veins. Your noise of surprise is ignored. He swipes his tongue along your neck, savoring the taste of your skin: slightly salty from running, but your sweet scent is so strong here. Childe can hear your blood pumping, see your pulse fluttering, and he can’t help himself.

He bites.

Sinks his teeth into your skin, where your neck curves into your shoulder. You whine in shock at the sting of pain, but a shiver runs down your spine. His canines are sharper than a normal human’s, but he takes care to not break skin—this time.

He pulls back slowly when you thump your fist into his chest.

“Get off! Why did you have to go and tear my top?”

Childe runs his tongue over his teeth. He can taste you on his tongue, in his mouth, and he grins. “You ran from me.”

Your fingers brush over his bite mark. “I thought that was the whole point of what we planned,” you complain. “Why am I getting punished for it?”

“That’s not a punishment,” he says, blue eyes darkening. “It’s a reminder that I’ll always catch you, no matter how far you run.” He’ll be satisfied with the possessive mark left on your neck for now. It will fade in a few days, but that will be the perfect excuse for him to chase you again.

[melmuboo]

okay okay. it's like this.

Caleb wants to create the perfect home for you. But he doesn't just want to create the perfect home, he wants to be the perfect home

He cooks everything you like, he cleans if he thinks you'll be around, and stays tidy even if he's alone, although notably all of "his" spaces are pretty sparse. But it's partly so that you, the most meaningful piece of his entire existence, can fill those spaces with color and light and memory.

If he could create a home so perfect you never want to leave... if he could create a home so perfectly catered to your needs that you never have to leave...

Maybe if he makes your favorite foods better than anyone else, better than any restaurant. Maybe if he encourages you to be a bit lazy, to let him do your laundry, bring you snacks and drinks while you're having fun... he already has you willingly neglecting to dry your own hair already just so he'll be able to serve you so clearly some of what he's doing is working.

If only you'd let him do everything for you, so you never have to lift a finger to anything truly dangerous (wanderers don't count, he loves fighting alongside you, the deadly precision with which you operate never fails to turn him on), if only you'd let him be always ready for your use, for him to serve you...

If there was any way you'd let him, if there was even a moment of surrender when he tests the waters...

A good home has everything you need. He can be everything you need. He can make you a good home. Where you never need to leave.

so. yeah. Yandere Housewife Caleb Xia

[reonnex]

Wylan is overworked and overwhelmed with the merchant council to the point of near exhaustion

Kaz is bored out of his mind, making tunnels to get through the day.

Or. Wylan agrees to let Kaz help him with paperwork from the merchant council for a much needed break, just as long as he doesnt sign off on anything new