#renovated home

[hometoursandotherstuff]

It looks like a little unassuming simple home, but you never know, right? The 1933 home in Baltimore, MD, has 4bds, 4ba, and is listed for $425K.

Enter the enclosed front porch, and of course the house was remodeled in gray. It's getting late, why don't you turn on the light.

Voila! The gray turns blue!

The living room's a good size, but I'm not into the gray, so all I have to do is...

You guessed it, turn on the lights! Hey, the front porch turned yellow.

I like this- beautiful kitchen with a dinette and I love the lights around the cabinets.

But, that's not all. It also has the blue saturation option. My BF rented a brand new apt. and it's like this, but the blue is much darker. This is a nicer hue.

My favorite shower glass. I would buy this house. So, there's a white light frame around the mirror.

But, you can change that. Much better.

Spacious primary bedroom. Very nice.

How do they get it to look dark with the bright overhead light?

A child's room.

The best lighting is in here.

Now, this is a studio apt. over the garage.

Has plenty room for seating.

It has a kitchenette.

And, a cute bath. I like the turquoise stones.

This empty room has access to a terrace and, it's over the garage.

It also has an en-suite with colored lights.

Rec room and full kitchen in the basement, back at the house. Why didn't they light this? It would be great for entertaining.

The 4th bedroom is down here.

And, the 4th bath, too.

Love this turquoise.

Laundry rooms.

And, basement stairs, possibly to the outside.

There's also a back porch.

The yard has a path to the garage.

Small side yard. 6,875 sq ft lot.

https://www.zillow.com/homedetails/8-10th-Ave-Baltimore-MD-21225/36118989_zpid/?

[roomselfcontain2]

Renovated upgrade click here client 2 bedroom apartment remodeling cheap house with pop false ceiling design two bedroom only few houses in the compound tarred road to the gate with stable power supply interlogged compound screded and painted located at Adageorge off iwofe road area in port Harcourt city rivers state Nigeria.

[floccinaucinihilipilificationa]

[calamity-bean]

Crimson Peak is SO fucking funny when they first get to the house and Hiddles is like. Oh yeah forget to mention, giant hole in the roof. Also the floor is rotten, someday the whole foundation will collapse. And don't be alarmed if the pipes start bleeding! It's just that the very ground beneath our feet is oozing red liquid, absolutely drenched with it, as though the entire house is bleeding and bloodstained, as though the very earth our family legacy is built upon were one great open wound.

I fucking love Gothic settings. Don't worry about it Edith, welcome to your very normal and inhabitable house.

[xiaq]

This house is going to be unrecognizable when I’m through with it.

[keepingitneutral]

Casa Platanera, Mexico City,

Alberto Kalach Architect,

Yoshihiro Koitani Photography

[moodboardmix]

Inland Lane Residence, Malibu, California, United States,

Courtesy: Sophie Goigneau,

Landscape Architect: Real Natives

[arc-hus]

Library Pavilion, Nazareth, Belgium - FELT

[kacievvbbbb]

I am very down with the idea that whenever Shanks comes to Visit him on Kuriagina Mihawk uses him like hired muscle

He works him like a dog, Shanks hasn’t even set two feet on the island and Mihawk has handed him a list of all the furniture that needs moving, the light bulbs (he has like 30 chandeliers) that need changing, the rooms that need repainting. Living in the ruins of a castle of a dead kingdom takes work. Could Mihawk do it? No he has a garden to take care off.🙄

Just the idea that Mihawk started a renovation project on his castle while Zoro was there as part of his “training” and Shanks shows up and really Shanks you’re just gonna stand there while the kid does all that heavy lifting Mihawk says as he sips his glass of wine.

Shanks of course is happy to do it. Benn, who he recruits cause there’s just somethings a one armed man shouldn’t do on his own, is of course disgruntled that he has once again been dragged into their weird foreplay.

Perona of course goes “I’m just a girl” 🥺. And of course when Mihawk is unmoved by this She huff and sets to tricking Zoro to do her share of the tasks as well.

She then proceeds to become the most heinous, unethical, inhumane work site manager to ever exist. All while wearing a glittery construction vest and bedazzled hard hat

[dec0mposing]

[equinesandeducation]

Working from home day! Which also means checking in on the boyfriend working on our wardrobe 💪🏻 Stella and I make a very good team when it comes to supervising tasks 😌

[hometoursandotherstuff]

“We need more room on this side of the house, let’s build upward Now it’s uneven, built that side up, too!  There, I fixed it!” This home was on an architecture shaming group, and then I found out that it’s for sale in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania for $248K. Let’s look inside.

It has an angular fireplace that reflects the peaks on the house.

A dining room.

Kitchen doesn’t have many cabinets, nor does it have a dishwasher.

3 large bds. on the 2nd fl.

Remodeled bath.

Plain bds. 

The 2nd bath has the same fixtures as the 1st one. No imagination on the interior.

Also has a newly built deck.

The yard needs to be cleared.

https://www.redfin.com/PA/Pittsburgh/4461-Lucerne-Ave-15214/home/74505773

[sulsulesbian]

🍊🍞🌾

[bunnyreaper]

john price helping you renovate the house you just bought--he insists on helping you, whenever the two of you aren't deployed. 

(hcs + drabble, f!reader, mild 18+)

he knows the whole thing would go faster if he just invited the lads, but he wants the alone time with you even if he won't admit it. if you offer to ask them along too, he just assures you  that you can handle it between the two of you.)

thrives when you ask for his input on decorating the place, and he loves when you ask him to tag along to stores with you. he makes sure the DIY store guys don't underestimate you, ensures all the bathroom fittings will actually fit, gives you the best opinions on the paints you pick. never corrects any of the store owners when they assume you're a couple.

puts on an extra show when destroying or ripping down things. when you ask him to help you take down one of the false walls, he goes out of his way to let out extra little grunts and groans of effort, and flexes because he knows you're watching (and he hopes you're enjoying the show.) 

takes off his shirt to wipe the sweat off of his neck and face, doesn't bother putting it back on, leaving his hairy chest bare and the room full of the scent of his musk. a part of you secretly wishes he'd forget and leave it behind one day.

he catches you staring and smirking when he tucks a pencil behind his ear and looks like dad, gives you a wink. (and you definitely don't think about what it would be like if he knocked you up, and you were doing this all over again to decorate your kids nursery.)

as things come together, your mind starts to drift to what it would be like to christen even room in the house with john--fucking on the kitchen island, in the garden, by the fireplace, in the bedrooms. 

tries to do everything he can so you don't have to spend over the odds on tradesmen, or deal with strange men in your house, but he decides to leave the electrics alone after he gives himself a mild shock and you almost cry with worry. 

the two of you spend many a late night together, sat on a blanket eating pizza and drinking, with only each other's conversation for company--making memories you both treasure. 

"Probably should've put my shirt back on, I'm absolutely covered." John laughs, taking a glance down at his paint-splattered, sweat-sheened chest. 

Your eyes follow his, feeling like this is an invitation to stare uninhibited for once. The two of you have been painting for a while already, the room is insufferably hot in the summer even with the windows open--hence why John is taunting you with his figure. 

"You look like you've been down the pit." You gesture at the black specks littering his skin, and the smears all over his hands, his jeans, everywhere. John is sheer finesse in everything he does, besides painting and decorating, apparently. "But I'm not complaining about the shirtlessness."

The tension between the two of you has been escalating, and you feel brave enough to flirt just a little. From the smirk on John's face, he clearly doesn't have an issue with it. 

"Is that right?" He raises a brow, pausing his painting to turn to you with a burning, heavy look. 

Under the intensity of his gaze, you try to play it off just a little, because holy shit, he looks like he's going to eat you alive right now. "Every woman's dream, drooling over a shirtless tradie." You shrug, showing a pretense of apathy.

John now sets down his roller, his hands slipping into the back pockets of his jeans as he seems to be proudly displaying himself--his broad shoulders, rounded pecs and sculpted stomach that is the perfect mix of muscle and fat. 

You have to try not to openly drool as your eyes move down his happy trail. "Is that why you asked me to help?" 

"Asked you!?" You gasp, completely taken aback. "John, you insisted!" 

"You shouldn't be doing all this on your own, love." His posture relaxes as his smile turns earnest. 

You can't help but shake your head, thinking about how you could've had Gaz, Soap, and Ghost helping here too. "We could've had an army, literally." 

"Getting by fine just the two of us, aren't we?" 

"I don't know." You take a step forward as you notice a glob of black paint on John's face. "Your beard is covered too, by the way." 

Your hand finds its way to John's face with ease, forgetting any hesitation you should have about getting tactile with the man you have a forbidden attraction to. Instinct causes you to try and swipe the paint away, but your hands are already covered too. 

"Fuck." The paint is smeared over more of him than before--a black handprint on his neck where you'd held him still while you fussed. 

"What?" His forehead wrinkles, and you can feel his eyes on you as you try to make it better, but fail. 

"Made it worse..." You admit.

John only chuckles, his own paint covered hands finding their way to your cheeks, smearing you with matching globs of tar black.

His heated gaze is closer, his eyes flickering to your lips for a brief moment before he leans in and presses his to yours. 

It's searing, but over in a flash, as John's grin turns wicked and you try to continue standing upright. You're not sure if he's more pleased at the kiss, or the fact that his beard has covered you in even more stains of paint.

"Sorry." He mutters, yet he doesn't seem sorry in the slightest. His hands don't leave your face, and he leans in for another peck as he mumbles against your lips. "Only fair, love."

[bulldog-butch]

thinking you’ve discovered yourself at like 18/19 and then getting to your late 20s and realizing you have to rediscover parts of yourself is terrifying but also a little exhilarating. mostly terrifying though

[xiaq]

While waiting for paint to dry in the other bathroom renovation upstairs, I started wallpapering the bathroom downstairs. It is cute as hell, if I do say so myself.