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Fadeout-Chair by nendo / Oki Sato

The fadeout chair’s legs seem to gently disappear, as though the chair stands in a pool of mist or fog. The chair’s back and seat are wooden, and the clear acrylic legs are specially painted by craftsmen so that the wood grain appears to gradually fade away. Usually, our perception of furniture is strongly affected by the space around it. The fade-out chair turns this relationship on its head: we can change the look and feel of a space simply by placing the chair in it. This was our attempt to design space itself through furniture.

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That moment you realize that while he was talking about taking Bella to Italy, Jack was sitting in the very chair Bella would be in when she tried to end her life. 

megalopolitanwanderer  asked:

Maoltuile would stop in a forest clearing, and take a seat on a smooth rock, looking up at the sky. "So... Cinnamon, I know I forgot to ask you this; But do you know your parents at all? You seemed so happy to come along with me, but don't you think they'd miss you at all?" His voice concerned, as he lets out a long sigh from the walk.

Cinnamon pauses for a moment, not really certain if he was asking about her humans or? The young darkrai peers over into his face as she sits up in his collar. A concerned look crosses her face before she glances up at the sky as well. She only knew her humans and no other… So perhaps?

“Cinnamon’s humans probably miss her but they’ll do fine without her for awhile.” She chirps as she gives him a bright, childish smile.

Kayla felt like a travesty. It was far too odd being in a place that was familiar and yet she knew no one. Frankly, the things that’ve supposedly happened to her sucked, but there was nothing she could do about it. She looked around the four long tables and walked over to one of them, deciding to just sit anywhere. Before she took a seat, she cleared her throat to someone next to her. “Hi! This seat isn’t taken, is it? I mean, do you mind if I sit here?”

homesickpxladin  asked:

Taking over mine’s seat while they’re in it

     At first he blinked, confused and wondering why
     Lance was invading his personal space. When it
     became  clear  that  Keith’s  seat  was  suddenly 
     ‘prime real-estate’ in the other’s mind, he gave a
     grumpy push.

     ❝There’s at least five other seats! Can’t you go
     sit in one of those?!