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carykon · 1 year
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Multiuse Laundry Example of a large trendy galley laminate floor and gray floor utility room design with a drop-in sink, flat-panel cabinets, gray cabinets, quartzite countertops, white backsplash, porcelain backsplash, beige walls, a side-by-side washer/dryer and multicolored countertops
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shmuberry · 1 year
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Contemporary Laundry Room - Laundry Large trendy utility room photo with a gray floor and laminate flooring that features a side-by-side washer and dryer, a drop-in sink, flat-panel cabinets, gray cabinets, quartzite countertops, white backsplash, and porcelain backsplash.
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thisisacommentary · 1 year
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Contemporary Laundry Room - Multiuse Large trendy utility room photo with a gray floor and laminate flooring that features a side-by-side washer and dryer, a drop-in sink, flat-panel cabinets, gray cabinets, quartzite countertops, white backsplash, and porcelain backsplash.
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yatamisakis · 2 years
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Contemporary Laundry Room in London An illustration of a sizable, modern utility room with a gray floor and laminate flooring that features a drop-in sink, flat-panel cabinets, quartzite countertops, white and porcelain backsplashes, beige walls, a side-by-side washer and dryer, and multicolored countertops.
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july-19th-club · 2 years
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every time you went to hug her she'd try to tickle you (as far as i remember, this wasn't something she used to do when i was younger and she was all there; the tickling was like an exclusively post-dementia thing - maybe as her ability to communicate diminished, it was a way she could still tease people and goof off with them). she lost something like a hundred pounds or more in the last five or ten years of her life, just kept shrinking and shrinking. when i was little she was plump and fat and had a round, full face and round full hair and a bristly chin that there's a copy of on my own face now. she had lost many teeth even before i was born, and lost more throughout the course of my life, but it didn't diminish her tastes or love of wine and food in the slightest. she was the platonic ideal of an italian grandmother to me, big and bustling. i don't remember the smell of her perfume. her style ethos was that if you had your lipstick on, you could go out and be dressed up no matter what you were wearing or how old your clothes were. she never learned to drive (her kids periodically tried to teach her, but she always got the gas and brake mixed up). when i want to think of her now i think of her at the end of the table in my mom's house, with a loud, gap-filled laugh, telling my parents about what such-and-such a neighbor was up to while my grandfather and his bushy tobacco-y yellow beard sat next to her. i will think of the books in her back bedroom, which i sat on the floor to read every visit as a kid. i will think of the way she'd shuffle down the hallway at five in the morning in her delightful, grandma-in-a-cartoon getup - frilly nightgown, fuzzy, worn, blue robe and slippers - to start the coffee. she'd watch the morning over pappy's garden in the sunroom, and my mom would join her - insomnia, so she'd always be up whenever grandma started banging pots and pans around. i'd stay curled up in the guest bed, with the wobbly round post that could pop on and off, and read her giant sherlock holmes anthology that lived on the bookshelf in there. my mother's childhood illustrated hobbit, also on that shelf. a two-thousand-page, enormous, annotated, unabridged shakespeare that is now in my parents' house because it's too big for my own shelves. if appetite for literature can be inherited i know exactly where i got it. my god, to sit at the little glass-top table with the vinyl tablecloth at seven in the morning, all the wide windows in front of us, sun coming up. birds crossing past. balcony and morning glories. the smell of tetley tea.
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playingonedchess · 6 days
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i never even particularly like my old uni room whys this stupid new place making me miss it
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5 Essential Tips to Protect Your Assembled Kitchen Cabinets
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ohsokeluk · 4 months
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Enhance Your Home with Faux Foliage Door Wreaths: A Stylish and Practical Guide
Door wreaths have long been prominent way to add a touch of trauma and personality to the entrance of your home. They're typically made with fresh flowers and foliage. These decorations are very beautiful but can be highly maintained. You need to know that faux foliage door wreath offer a stylish practical and low maintenance alternative that looks as stunning as the real ones.
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Why should you go for faux foliage door wreaths?
•Unlike fresh elements these elements do not build or dry out they maintain the beauty regardless of the weather and can be used year after year.
•When you go for Mango Wood Dough Bowl you don't have to worry about any upkeep. You don't even have to worry about watering or replacing the wilted flowers.
•Even though the initial investment might be higher, but these wreaths truly offer you a lot of cost saving in the long run as they can be used several times.
•They are available in different styles colors and sizes making it really easy for you to find the one that aligns with your home’s decor and personal taste
•Faux foliage Is perfect for you if you have allergies as it does not have pollen or harbor insects.
How to choose the perfect faux foliage door wreath?
•The size of the wreath should be completely proportionate to your door for if it is too small it might look insignificant while one that is too large can overwhelm your door.
•You need to choose a style that reflects your personal taste and overall aesthetic of your home whether you prefer a classic or a modern look there is a perfect faux available for everyone out there.
•You can consider the color scheme of your home’s exterior and choose the one that complements or contrasts nicely neutral colors are completely versatile while bold colors can make a statement.
•It is vital for you to look for high quality materials that closely mimic the appearance of real foliage. This will ensure that your foliage looks realistic and also lasts longer.
So above all you need to know that faux foliage door wreaths are one of the best ways to improve the curb appeal of your property without the hassle of maintaining fresh flowers and greenery. With the huge range of maintaining range of styles sizes and colors available there is always a perfect element for every home and season. 
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bryancailyn · 6 months
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Traditional Porch - Porch This is an illustration of a traditional, mid-sized back porch made of concrete pavers with a fire pit and roof extension.
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gloomwitchwrites · 25 days
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There was this tiktok trend where kids and their mums would pull a prank on their dads by telling their mums to shut up...141 with a teenage son who tries it?
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Anon, I am very aware of this prank. If mom is in on it, I consider it all in good fun, but omg, these guys would be absolutely stressed if they heard their teenage son tell mom to "shut up." Heads would absolutely roll over that!
Price is certainly old enough to have a teenage son on the older side. I would even say the same for Ghost. Gaz is old enough for a younger teenage son. With Soap's age...that's stretching it. BUT SUSPEND DISBELIEF Y'ALL. I'm aging Gaz and Soap up a bit for this one.
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Presented in two double drabbles and two triple drabbles.
Task Force 141 x Female Reader (w/ children)
Content & Warnings (per the warnings MDNI): swearing, pranks, domestic, dad!141, brief suggestive themes, marriage
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Kyle "Gaz" Garrick
“Ugh. Shut up, Mum.”
There is a brief pause between mum and when the television remote hurtles across the room. Your son doesn’t duck in time, the hard plastic hitting his shoulder before bouncing onto the kitchen island with a loud clack.
Before your son turns, Kyle’s baseball cap with the Union Jack, soars through the air like a frisbee. This one your son manages to avoid, but it’s quickly followed by a slipper. It flies past his head, and you catch it out of the air before it makes contact with the front of the microwave.
You and your eldest son turn in Kyle’s direction as he manifests in the kitchen entryway, the other slipper in hand, poised to launch it at the first sign of any movement.
“Wanna repeat yourself, mate?” Kyle appears calm and poised, but you notice the subtle tension in his jaw.
“It was a joke, Dad! Promise!”
Kyle’s arm holding the slipper starts to rise.
“Kyle,” you say. His gaze flicks to you. “Just a joke. No harm. I was in on it.”
His shoulders immediately sag. Kyle shakes his head. Rolls his eyes. Heading for the fridge, he opens it up, grabbing a can of his favorite beer.
Kyle sets the beer down on the island, pointing the slipper at you and then his son. His mouth opens. Closes. Opens again. No words come out, just an exasperated huff.
Kyle snatches up the television remote and sticks it into the pocket of his grey sweatpants. Keeping hold of the shoe in one hand, and his beer in the other, he gives the two of you his back, heading into the living room.
“No one bother me until the game is over,” he says over his shoulder. “And someone bring me my bloody slipper!”
John Price
"Fucking hell, Mum. Shut it."
John is up and out of his seat so fast you hardly see him move. He strides over to his son, yanking him off the stool by the scruff of his shirt.
"John! It's a prank!" you say quickly, reaching for his arm.
The boy is dangling in the air, toes just shy of touching the ground. "A prank?" asks John skeptically.
"Mum is in on it. Promise."
John sighs heavily and slowly lowers his son to the ground. The moment his feet touch ground, he tries to step away, but John holds firm, keeping his eldest child immobile. He leans forward a bit. Lowers his voice.
"Prank or no, you never talk to your mother, your sisters, or any woman in that manner again. Got it?"
"Yes, sir."
"Good boy." John releases his son. "The lawn needs trimmed."
"Yes, sir."
Your son scurries away. It isn't until the door to the garage opens and shuts that John moves toward you. His arm drapes over your waist, hand landing firmly on your ass, squeezing hard.
"You're coming with me."
"To do what?"
He presses his lips to your ear. "For a different sort of punishment."
John "Soap" MacTavish
"You’re off your head, lad.”
With Johnny’s cold tone comes a tension to your son’s shoulders. He becomes rigid, sliding down into his chair like he can escape from his father by cowering underneath the table. Johnny comes around the corner, a bit of sweat on his brow. He's been building furniture all day for the nursery.
"Want to repeat that for me?" asks Johnny.
Your son’s voice cracks. "It was just a prank, Dad."
"It was what?" Johnny strides forward.
"It's a prank. I'm in on it. Promise," you say, attempting to soothe Johnny’s anger.
Johnny crosses his arms over your chest. "Is it?" He glances between the two of you and sighs, muttering, “Am pure done in.”
He disappears down the hall, returning with a stack of instructional manuals, dropping them into his son’s lap. "You're building furniture."
"But I—"
“You right scunner. C’mon.” Johnny yanks his son out of the chair, the stack of instructional manuals goes flying. Your son reaches for them all, desperately clasping them against his chest.
“Johnny," you call out, walking around the counter to intervene.
He glances over his shoulder, frown gown, sly smirk on his face. “Deal with you later."
Simon "Ghost" Riley
“Oi, Mum. Shut it.”
Your son is a wonderful actor. You’ll give him that. Even you almost believe him. Not that he would—he’d never—but his delivery reminds you of a completely pissed football fan ready to throw a punch at a member of the rival team.
He should consider theater.
Simon, your husband, is watching a rugby match in the living room. The television is on but at a low volume.
Within seconds of the words leaving your son’s mouth, Simon appears like a phantom guardian in the entryway. In one he holds the remote like a weapon. The other arm cradles his infant daughter. She looks like a small bean. Slightly curved as she snuggles closer against Simon’s chest as she sleeps.
He's not looking at you. He's staring at his son, gaze intense and full of fire.
You’ve seen that look before.
Mission abort.
"He's joking, Simon. It's just a prank,” you soothe, knowing you need to get ahead of this.
Not that Simon would hurt you or his son, but he rarely takes any shit. This prank was a gamble, and you’re completely regretting it.
"Don't mean it, Dad."
Simon just stares for a long minute. His daughter squirms and that is when he glances down, severing the connection. Observing her must change something in him, because his gaze returns to the two of you, and there is a calmness now.
Sighing heavily, Simon shakes his head, completely exasperated. The eye roll is so apparent it’s like a shout.
In the moment he was pissed—livid. But now he’s over it, more annoyed and unamused than actually mad.
Turning on his heel, daughter still cradled in one arm, Simon returns to his recliner, settling back into the soft cushions to finish watching his rugby match.
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mollyjoline · 10 months
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Seattle 3/4 Bath Mid-sized trendy 3/4 white tile and porcelain tile porcelain tile alcove shower photo with flat-panel cabinets, medium tone wood cabinets, a one-piece toilet, beige walls, an undermount sink and solid surface countertops
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rcgality · 11 months
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Pantry Los Angeles Medium-sized mid-century modern u-shaped kitchen pantry with shaker cabinets, white cabinets, quartz countertops, gray backsplash, porcelain backsplash, stainless steel appliances, an island, and white countertops is shown. The room also has a medium-tone wood floor and brown floor.
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cgtaxpe · 11 months
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Phoenix Kitchen Example of a medium-sized cottage kitchen with an island, shaker cabinets, gray cabinets, marble countertops, white backsplash, and ceramic backsplash, as well as an open concept design with a light wood floor.
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prx2012 · 1 year
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Laundry in London Utility room - large contemporary galley laminate floor and gray floor utility room idea with a drop-in sink, flat-panel cabinets, gray cabinets, quartzite countertops, white backsplash, porcelain backsplash, beige walls, a side-by-side washer/dryer and multicolored countertops
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margot-wren · 1 year
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Industrial Family Room - Loft-Style Family room - mid-sized industrial loft-style medium tone wood floor and brown floor family room idea with gray walls
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theautumnsociety · 1 year
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Toronto Traditional Home Bar Example of a small classic galley gray floor wet bar design with an undermount sink, beaded inset cabinets, black cabinets, quartz countertops and gray backsplash
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