standing lamp



  • Dish soap
  • Laundry detergent
  • All-purpose cleaner
  • Hand soap
  • Broom
  • Mop
  • Wash cloths / rags
  • Vacuum
  • Dustpan
  • Lint roller
  • Sponges


  • Plates
  • Bowls
  • Spoons
  • Forks
  • Knives
  • Glasses
  • Mugs
  • Tongs
  • Spatula
  • Plastic wrap
  • Ziplock baggies
  • Garbage bags
  • Paper towel
  • Tupperware
  • Ice tray
  • Oven mitts
  • Potato peeler
  • Mixing bowls
  • Frying pan
  • Pot
  • Baking sheet
  • Whisk
  • Stirring spoons / ladels
  • Tea infuser ball
  • Measuring cups
  • Strainer
  • Cutting board
  • Coffee maker
  • Kettle
  • Toaster
  • Magnets
  • Dry erase markers
  • Sticky notes
  • Microwave
  • Wire sponge
  • Trash bin
  • Recycling bin
  • Rubber gloves
  • Silverware organizer
  • Measuring spoons
  • Aluminum foil
  • Wax paper
  • Can opener
  • Bottle opener
  • Containers for salt, sugar, flour, etc.


  • Sofa
  • Rocking chair (you know you want one)
  • Loveseat
  • Coasters
  • Blankets
  • Throw pillows
  • Coffee table
  • Book shelves
  • TV
  • TV stand
  • Floor lamp
  • End table
  • Stereo system / radio


  • Mattress
  • Box spring
  • Bedframe
  • Linens
  • Sheets
  • Comforter
  • Hangers
  • Laundry hamper
  • Trash bin
  • Curtains
  • Pillows
  • Pillow cases
  • Night table
  • Alarm clock
  • Lamp
  • Dresser
  • Coat rack
  • Desk / vanity
  • Comfy chairs


  • Dining table
  • Minimum of 2 chairs
  • Coasters
  • Placemat
  • Tablecloth
  • Tea lights /candles and candle holders


  • Face clothes
  • Towel
  • Soap bar
  • Body wash
  • Shampoo
  • Conditioner
  • Tissues
  • Toilet paper
  • Trash bin
  • Plunger
  • Toilet cleaner
  • Cold, flu, pain, and allergy meds
  • Hydrogen peroxide
  • Antibacterial ointment
  • First-Aid kit
  • Tweezers
  • Nail clippers
  • Band-aids
  • Shower rod
  • Shower curtain
  • Toothbrush
  • Toothpaste
  • Floss
  • Period products
  • Bathmat
  • Air freshener
  • Trash bin
  • Towel rod
  • Towels


  • Elastic bands
  • Stapler
  • Stables
  • Paper clips
  • Needles and thread
  • AA / AAA batteries
  • Light bulbs
  • Extension cords
  • Scotch tape
  • Duct tape
  • Shovel
  • Rake (if you have a yard)
  • Stain remover
  • Jar of courters for laundry mat
  • Screw drivers
  • Hammer
  • Nails
  • Sticky tack
  • Screws
  • Box cutter / X-acto
  • Pliers
  • Wrench
  • Pens
  • Paper
  • Pencils
  • Pencil sharpener
  • Eraser
  • Welcome matt
  • Shoe rack
  • Coat rack
  • Flashlight
  • Flashlight batteries
  • Watch batteries
  • Rechargeable batteries and charger
  • Safe place to discard dead batteries
  • Candles
  • Matches
  • Lighter
  • Mini travel fans
  • Real fans
  • Emergency Survival kit
  • Fire extinguisher
  • Landline phone
  • Window air conditioner
  • Carbon monoxide alarm
  • Fire alarm


  • Mustard
  • Ketchup
  • Mayo
  • Salt
  • Pepper
  • Baking soda
  • Flour
  • Eggs
  • Milk
  • Bread
  • Olive oil
  • Tea
  • Jam
  • Peanut-butter
  • Coffee grounds
  • Cereal
  • Rice
  • Pasta
  • Vegetable soup
  • Tomato sauce
  • Frozen vegetables
  • Crackers
  • Chickpeas / lentils
  • Apples
  • Oranges
  • Granola bars
  • Juice
  • Hot chocolate mix
  • Frozen meats

And since people are having a hard time figuring this out for themselves, let me just say: every single item on this list is OPTIONAL, just look for what you need personally and let others do the same.

Peter Quill (Star Lord) x Reader - A Royal Engagement (Rated M)

You’re a member of the Royal Family on your Planet. While your parents, the King and Queen are away on their travels, Peter Quill breaks into the Palace to steal the families treasured Jewels.

Little did he know the Princess was at home, never mind that he would fall so head over heels for you.

Warning - Breaking in, vulnerable reader, nakedness, kissing

Originally posted by allfandoms-imagines

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Portland Living by SaudadeSims

Updated 6/17/17:

I have used @peacemaker-ic‘s tutorials and updated this set for the toddler patch. The seating should now be able to be used by toddlers. The mirrors should place without trouble also. The file names are the same so just place the updated files in your mods folder and let them replace the old files.

This set is for my lovely @deelitefulsimmer’s birthday! Today is her birthday and she requested a living set. This is my first set that includes couches and they are tough! 

There are 12 new meshes including couch, love seat, chair, end table, bookcase, coffee table, plant stand, fireplace, TV stand, lamp, shelf mirror, mirror, and a set of retro recolors of my Augusta Artwork. 

Please click keep reading to get to the downloads and to see the color palette for this set :)

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When We Collide (Part 15)

Pairing: Assistant!Y/N/CEO!Luke

Rating: NC-17

Parts: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14

Summary: He is the definition of high class smart ass, swimming in Dom Pierre Pérignon champagne and has never seen the shadow of poverty. She is underprivileged, lives in a messy dorm room on sale and struggles working as an assistant after being thrown out of college. But how will they collide when Luke makes Y/N pregnant after a drunkenly one night stand?

When We Collide on Wattpad

“What are you doing here?” The confusion was written on your face once you opened the door to your dorm. You hadn’t expected guests tonight, it was Friday and you were supposed to be alone. 

Luke looked down at his feet shy as if he had forgotten the reason why, he almost looked like he wanted to be in disguise by the way he was standing against the door frame. 

“You said I didn’t know you.” He mumbled and ran a hand through his hair.

“So I’m here to learn every single thing about you.” 

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A/N: Gosh that sounds so cute though hahaha. I think everyone would immediately feel better once they felt something rubbing on their cheek. I would totally laugh out of cuteness. I’m not really known with the measurement inches so I wouldn’t really know how tall you are but I assume you’re not that tall if you say so :p. Anyways I hope this is something you had in mind and enjoy reading. and thank you for liking my blog. I’m doing my best to keep it that way plus that I enjoy writing eventhough I need some more practice.

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The chatter immediately filled the air as you opened the door to the dressing room of the boys. Seokjin had texted you if you wanted to come and of course you had replied with an excited yes with lots of smiley and kissy faces and jumped in your car heading to the venue. 

Your eyes roamed around the room but you could not find the person you were looking for. Closing the door behind you, you walked over to Taehyung who was playing some games on his phone and asked him where Jin was. He answered you that he was standing in the corner behind the rack of clothes. Raising an eyebrow in confusion you made your way over to him and pushed the rack aside and saw him staring at his shoes, nervously fumbling with the hem of his shirt. Once he noticed he wasn’t ‘hidden’ anymore, he looked up. The sudden hug you got yanked in startled you a bit, but quickly composed yourself and returned the embrace. 

Seokjin spilled everything that was bothering him, tightening his hold on you. ‘’Seokjin look at me.’’ you whispered, lifting your head to look at him. Just as you could see his face clearly, you tucked him down with one hand holding his neck and pushed your cheek against his and began to rub. At first he would look baffled but soon after a loud laugh could be heard through the room. Satisfied with the outcome you pulled back but he pushed you back asking you to continue with the nuzzle.

‘‘Now, please continue with what you were doing.’‘

Originally posted by leojuseyo


Yoongi is a perfect example of the words: a hard shell but a soft core.

You were casually sitting in the kitchen, sipping on some tea, flipping through the pages in the paper infront of you while waiting for Yoongi to come home. Taking a quick glance at the clock standing on the shelf, you quickly shot up from the chair and shuffeled towards the hall to greet your boyfriend with a smile but your smile fell once you saw the blonde man entering the house. He looked exhausted. His hair was ruffled, his lips were red and his eyes looked down and dispirited. The sight made your heart clench and before Yoongi could even utter some word you already pulled him down, burying his head against your chest, your hands rubbing circles in his back as you whispered soothing words in his hair. His hands slid against your waist and ended up on your back

Once you felt he calmed down a bit,you slowly pulled him from your chest until your noses were touching. Your hands shot to his hair, ruffling it some omore while rubbing your nose against him. A chuckle slipped from his lips, as his eyes looked deepy into yours. The tired look was still there but a new emotion filled his charming orbs and his lips were curled in a small smile. It wasn’t a big one but it was enough. The affection and love you felt for and from this rare man was so immense that you would do everything, everything just to see him comfortable, relaxed and happy.

‘‘God I don’t know what I would do without you.’’

Originally posted by minyoongiaesthetic


Gosh, this boy worried you to no end. He wouldn’t want to see anyone that he felt stressed or sad or any negative emotion in that matter but it’s you were talking about. The one who completed his heart.

The sudden weight on your lap got you distracted from the book you were reading and when your eyes moved away from the words, they focussed on the man laying beneath you. Putting your handbook away,your hands landed in his hair, softly massaging his scalp. ‘’what’s wrong?’’ you would ask him after his deep sigh. ‘’Im so tired.’’ Hoseok replied, his eyes closing from the feeling your hands made. Nodding your head in understanding, your hands left his hair and traveled down to his shoulder, gently guiding him to lay sideways so his eyes, faced your tummy. Hoseok snuggled closer, hiding his face against your tummy, his hands holding your waist carefully. 

“You don’t always have to smile Hoseok. They’ll understand if you can’t. You’re only human afterall. I mean I personally would it find a bit creepy if someone only smiles and laughs, not showing any other human emotion.’‘ you chuckled, caressing his neck while you talked. ‘‘But I understand you want to be their hope, to be their light. In here with me, between these four walls, know that you can cry and scream if you need it, okay? I want you to know that you can lean on me.’‘ you finished, looking down at the emotional drained man. ‘‘It’s okay sweety. It’s okay. I will catch you.’‘ The muffled sobs got louder when you pulled him away from your shirt. Dipping down you kissed away his tears while your fingers pushed his hair out of his face. When Hoseok calmed down and his sobs tunrned into hiccups, you sat back up, smiling down at him. His glinstening eyes focused on yours, the sight melting your heart. Dipping down once again, you rubbed your nose against his, laughing as he chuckled too.

‘‘Better?’‘ you beamed.

‘‘Better’‘ He replied smiling, shifting his weight, his lips touching yours.

Originally posted by sugamysavagebaby


This leader had a way with words, always making you feel better and the times when the roles were switched you did not hesitate to soothe his worries.

He was working on lyrics, his back hunched over the once blank paper now graced with inkt. The lamp standing on the corner of the desk, illuminated the room in a warm and calming light as the sound of scribbiling disturbed the silent night. 

You were leaning against the door post, arms crossed over your chest, watching him writing, watching him throwing the pen on the desk, the paper feeling his frustration as it ended up crumbled on the ground. The way his head fell in his hands and the deep groan that slipped past his lips told you he was irritated. 

Deciding to end his suffering, you silently walked over him. Once you were standing behind him, you glided your hands over his shoulders, down the papers on the desk to shove it away out of his sight. Namjoon’s head instantly shot up when he felt your presence behind him, his eyes following the movement of your hands. 

‘‘You know, most humans are sleeping right now to let their body’s and mind rest. You can see it as a thank you for keeping you healthy.’‘ you spoke, your hands now wandering back to his chest and keeping it there. Your head was buried in the crook between his shoulders and neck. Hearing him sigh deeply, you felt him leaning back in the chair, the back of his head now touching your chest. 

‘‘I know baby but those lyrics doesn’t write itself.’‘ He answered you, going against your words. ‘‘I know they don’t but don’t you think that if you’re sleep deprived that it is harder to come up with words. We all know you’re good with words but if you are well rested you can come up with something so magical, something so taking, something so heartwarming. You don’t have to work all night long. Army doesn’t want you to work all night long. Army wants to see you healthy and happy and if they know you’re siting here, pulling your hair out at 3 a.m. Oh boy they wouldn’t happy at all.’’ 

‘‘you’re right. I’m sorry.’‘ He looked up at you as you peeked down at him. ‘‘Now come to bed.’‘ grabbing his hand, you pulled him off the chair, dragged him to the bedroom and tucked him under the warm blankets. 

Originally posted by minsnuggles


Our (not) innocent charming boy needs someone to tell him it is going to be allright and who could do it better than his own s/o.

It was awfully quiet in your apartment. Most of the times when you got home from work (or school) you could always hear where Jimin was sitting but now you weren’t sure if he even was there. 

Throwing the keys on the cabinet, after you’d taken off your shoes you called his name, making your presence known. Not getting any response you bit your lip in worry. Something was not right and so you tip-toed over to the bedroom across the hall. You softly knocked on the door, opened it slighty and peeked in the room. The sight that you found, his stiffled sobs made your heart bleed. The thought that he didn’t want you to hear him crying was so immense hurtful that tears sprung in your own eyes. Shaking your head, you quickly swallowed the lump that formed in your throat, shuffeled towards the bed and laid down behind him. 

With one arm draped over him, your chin resting on his head, you had pulled him closer to your chest as the other arm slid under his neck, using your arm as a pillow for him. His silent sobs instantly stopped when he felt the bed dip down under your weight.

‘‘Please Jimin. Don’t feel embarassed. It’s okay. Crying is okay. It’s good for you too. did you know that?’‘ you whispered. ‘‘It’s like cleaning your soul, emptying your heart with all those junk you don’t have to carry with you. Please don’t hide your feelings. I’m not only there for you in the sunny days. I’m here for you in the foggy days, in the rainy days and the stormy days. You know why I like rainy days so much?’‘ you stopped talking for a minute and could feel the shake of his head, so you continued. ‘‘The earthy scent after rain, smells refreshing right? It’s like the universe are telling us that we need to release our worries, so we can feel refreshed again, feel relieved. The rain that feeds the plants so they can grow taller and beautiful. Don’t ever ever think that crying is a sign of weakness. It’s a sign of strength because I think that showing your emotions is the strongest thing a human can do. Understood?’‘ you finished.

‘‘Understood.’‘ he replied in his soft voice, still a bit shaky from crying. 

‘‘Good, now turn around so we can cuddle’‘ you giggled, sliding down your arm from his neck while he turned around to face you. Wiping away his last tears, you showered his face in little pecks which made him shriek out in delight, trying to push you away but you did not butch. 

‘‘No Jimin, You can’t escape my kisses now’‘ you laughed fake-evilly

He looked at you with so much adoration and love, trying to understand how he got so lucky.

Originally posted by yourpinkpill


Oh no, another one who tries to smile throughout the pain. It’s heartbreaking really. Why do people do that? 

Seeing Taehyung cry openly infront of you, you knew there was something completely wrong. It got you so of guard that you at first just stood there, watching how the tears roll over his cheeks, how they kissed his lips in sorrow. But the moment his broken voice called out to you, you snapped back to reality and held him in your arms. 

You were speechless, unable to form those comforting needed words. You just stood there, holding him tightly while your eyes looked out of the window, focusing on the bright moon hanging in the night sky and suddenly you got it. 

‘‘Taehyung? Do you think it’s okay to go outside? Are you comfortable with going outside?’‘ You knew it was weird to say something like that in this kind of situation but this was certainly going to make him feel better, so much better. Taehyung leaned back, his face no longer buried in your shirt as he looked at you and finally nodded what to you seemed like eternity. 

‘‘Great! You can trust me Tae.’‘ Intertwining your fingers, you guided him out of the house and walked to your favourite spot. The pure scent of the night seemed to do Taehyung good as he already had calmed down abit. After a short walk you stopped infront of the swings, motioning Taehyung to sit. He at first, shot you a weird look but did what you told him to. Quickly jogging to stand behind him, you began to push making him go higher and higher up in the air and once you thought he was high enough, you walked back, hoping to see his face filled with joy and boy the sight that you saw caused your heart to pump faster. 

The way his face was titled to the sky, the way the wind played with his hair and especially his smile that graced his face so beautifully that your breath got caught in your throat for a minute The moon casted an angelic glow around him and you just looked at him with a big smile on your face. Seeing him so care-free and free from tears and worries for awhile warmed your heart. 

Taehyung tackled you to the ground after his feet touched the sand and kissed you. ‘’Woa Taehyung!’’ you laughed heartly when he pulled back but still hovered above you. ‘’Thank you y/n. Thank you so much. I didn’t know I needed this but I’m glad you brought me here. I feel so alive again. You did not even have to say anything. you just know how to comfort me. I love you.’’

‘‘I love you too Tae.’‘ You confessed, lifting your head up a little so you could give him your eskimo kiss.

Originally posted by bangtannoonas


Standing in the kitchen, you were busy cooking dinner for Kookie and you. He was about to get home and you wanted that he could dive in the food you made since he would be hungry after practicing all day long. 

Just as you were about to set the food on the table, you suddenly felt two arms around your waist and someone breathing down your neck. Gosh this boy really. Always sneaking up on you. Scoffing, you wanted to turn around but he quickly tightened his hold on you making it impossible for you to turn.

‘‘Uhm Jungkook… is something wrong?’‘ you asked him worried, clasping your hands around his. You got no answer, alarm bells instantly going off. ‘‘Jungkook please… what’s going on? Are you tired is that it?’’ You asked once again still facing the kitchen tiles, already knowing it wasn’t just tiredness 

 ‘’Just… just let’s stay like this for awhile okay?’’ He finally said something although you could detect some pain in his voice you did not aks him further. ‘’If that’s what you want.’’ you hummed. You knew him well enough not to ask to many questions in this situation. He prefered the physical comfort more since he wouldn’t have to say anything and just bask in your presence but he knew that you were going to ask questions later and he was okay with that but for know he just needed to feel your warmth. 

‘‘This is all very nice and all but.. Can I see you? I want to see my lovely boyfriend.’‘ you spoke up after a while.

Chuckling, he turned you around, your back leaning against the kitchen counter as you finally could see his face. The look in his eyes told you everything. Shooting him a tiny smile, your hands circled around his neck.


He hummed, smiling down at you. ‘’Can you like, bend down a bit?’’ you told him more than asking. ‘’Why?’’

‘‘Because I want to do something but you’re too tall.’‘ you whined, sending some pressure to his neck. ‘’Fine.’’ Jungkook laughed and bend down now facing you at the same height. Before he could you ask why again, you were already rubbing his cheek with yours, your hands still holding onto his neck tightly so he couldn’t break away so easily. 

‘‘Gosh y/n!’‘ His delightful laugh hugged your heart and a laugh escaped your lips aswell. ‘‘No Kooks, no. Let me!’‘ you jokinly wailed when you felt he wanted to break away. ‘‘But the food is getting cold!’‘ 

‘‘Oh shit!’‘ you totally forgot about the food. Pushing him away, you snatched the pans from the stove and jogged to the table. ‘‘Don’t think you get off so easily though!’‘ you giggled back at him. 

Originally posted by luxtaery

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“Listen, we have very thin walls and I heard you crying in the shower, are you okay?”

Jughead Jones is technically homeless. Your family hates you. These are just facts of life. 

When Archie Andrews decided to take both of you into his home, and his father was okay with it, it astonished you both. 

You all quickly adjusted as roommates, with the two boys sharing a room and you rooming in the guest bedroom. The Andrews are so hospitable and you are so grateful for them getting you out of that situation, but there have been some long lasting affects you weren’t expecting.

It’s late at night when you get in the shower that all of these affects start coming down around you. 

You miss your dog, you miss your old bedroom, you miss the comfort of the couch in the living room. While your siblings and father definitely didn’t want you around, your mother seemed like she could stand her ground if she ever wanted to, so you miss her even though you think you shouldn’t. You miss privacy. Hell, you even miss your old dresser and night stand lamp. You feel as if this is all lost, like you’ll never be able to regain what you’ve left behind. 

It’s almost like you run away, but it’s worse because you still have a roof over your head, so you feel like you can’t be sad about it. You feel as if you have to be strong, like if you’re not then everything else will come crashing down around you. 

Before you know it, these thoughts of guilt and loss and loneliness come crashing down around you, and as the water hits your face you realize it’s not all coming from the shower head. 

You’re crying, and now that you realize you’re crying you begin to hyperventilate. You don’t want to wake anyone, so you try to keep the sobs quiet. After all, maybe a good cry is all you need. 

The next day, you and Jughead are alone in the lounge, sitting on the couch. He seems quieter than usual, more still. He’s got something on his mind, and you can tell. You two have been friends for ages, so you fold your arms and look over at him. 

“What is it?” you ask, plain and simple.

“What? Oh nothing.” he says, almost surprised, as if you talking has pulled him from his thoughts.

You sit there in silence for a few moments, content to accept that as your answer. You knew that when Jughead didn’t want to talk, he didn’t, so there is no use in you trying. 

You begin to pick up your bag when you hear him clear his throat.

You look over at him and raise your eyebrows. 

“Are you okay?” he asks you. 

It’s your turn to be surprised, as you’re not quite sure how to respond to that. It’s clear on your face, because he then shakes his head and stammers to try and explain himself.

“Listen, we have very thin walls and I heard you crying in the shower, are you okay?” he asks.

The sincerity of his tone makes your heart ache all over again, and you have to keep yourself from reliving the memories of last night all over again. 

You begin to nod your head ‘yes’, which slowly turns into shaking your head ‘no’. 

Then, Jughead does something surprising, he reaches out to you and wraps his arms around you. He pulls you into a hug, sitting on the couch. 

You’re stiff at first, not really sure what he’s doing, but soon let yourself sink into his chest, his heartbeat a comforting presence amongst the chaos of your brain. 

You’re determined to not make this first hug your last. 

Roommates- 3

Originally posted by kookihyunnie

Lim Changkyun

word count: 2002

🎧 Give Me Love - Ed Sheeran

You wake up to the feeling of warmth and one of the worst headaches you’ve ever had. You also quickly realize your body is pressed to another,  and you fight through the split second of confusion and then feel oddly… good. You don’t open your eyes right away but you take in the rise and fall of the chest underneath your head.

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I feel the need to confess something. When I was starting college, I went to Target with my older sister to buy stuff for my dorm. The first thing we got was a large stand lamp. We stuck it on the bottom of the cart and continued shopping. After checking out and about half-way to her car, I came to the sudden realization we'd never paid for the lamp. I had that lamp all the way until graduation where upon I left it behind because it could not fit in my car.

I’ve already called the FBI we’ve tracked your IP address and are on our way

Call of repentance || Part I

Summary: reader is a member of the Golden Path. Under Amita’s command you have to sneak to the Royal Palace to kill Pagan Min. But when you’re about to fulfill your mission, you find youself unable to – under charm of king Min, you decide to switch the path and stand by the side of the Royal Army, becoming one of the leaders. 

Word Count:1540

Warnings: cursing

A/N: I’ve decided to separate that little story for two or three smaller parts. This is the first one. We don’t wanna make another fanfiction, taking we have two main larger fics at the moment. But I’ve been in Far Cry 4 fandom for a long time period, so it’s a really nice chance to me to come back to one of my favorite fandoms. I’ve wanted to create such story since very beginning, taking that Far Cry fandom was my very first one ever :) I still have a lot of sentiment toward all those characters, so I hope you all will enjoy my work.

Author: Rouge

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We just bought SO MUCH STUFF! Theres going to be a small shop update on Friday with these brand new items.

Here’s somewhat of a list of what I remember that we bought:

-SO MUCH RAINBOW FLUORITE!! The really nice high quality stuff! Large points, small points, worry stones, facets!!!, small spheres, bowls, a candleholder etc!
-ALL THE PALMSTONES!! Ranging from HUGE to baby. Smoky quartz, blue apatite, petrified wood, septarian, clear quartz amethyst, black moonstone, ocean jasper, different types of jasper, carnelian, etc
-Worry stones! Fluorite, amethyst, moss agate, ocean jasper!!
-SKULLS galore! Two of every stone we’ve ever carried in 2 sizes plus more stones we haven’t had before!
-labradorite display pieces, petrified wood slices, harlequin quartz points!!! (I’ve been looking for some for FOREVER!)
-Two more of those amethyst/Smoky quartz “eye” spheres we had earlier this year that sold out in an instant!!
-ocean jasper tiny spheres
-plus all the stuff we got on Monday which is a ton of different spheres, sphere stands, selenite lamps, cluster skulls, rose quartz freeforms, blue calcite palmstones, quartz and amethyst wands, and so much more

Can you tell how excited I am? 😂

Please let me know in replies or in a message which of the items you’d like to see in the little mini preview update on Friday!

This is so exciting 😁

Sugar Cookies (BTS)


Pairing: Yoongi x Jungkook 

Genre: Smut which magically turned into kind of fluff at some point, idk

Summary: Suga and Jungkook have been in a secret relationship for some time now. One day though, Kookie gets a little too touchy with Taehyung and Yoongi gets overly jealous. 

Including: Jealousy, dirty talk, some tying up, biting, hickeys, sub(JK)/dom(YG), overstimulation kink

Word count: 3,686

Originally posted by superficious

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Squabble - [EXO] Chanyeol!Au

[A/N] Been awhile since I’ve written the bae of all baes. This is how I talk to my 5′9″ BFF, he just texted me, awhile ago after one year of avoiding each other. LOL  /it’s complicated/ guess he missed me and finally snapped. /he will never admit that/

Originally posted by maublogskdramas

There is a lot kinds of presentable Chanyeol. There’s the specks Chanyeol, the sleepy Chanyeol, the bad boy Chanyeol, and striped Chanyeol.

But the best Chanyeol of all Chanyeol, had to be the needy and astoundingly confused, Chanyeol–who is making his way to you. About an hour ago.

You slapped your phone to your ear and heard a dial tone. “Dude. Where are you?” You hisses, frowning at the passing cars, lorries and trucks. Some motorcyclist whistled at you and you took the que to back away from the main road. “To be honest with you…” he sighed heavily, “I’m not sure.”

You clenched your jaws and shut your eyes. “Have you ever been on a bus before?”

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One shot CaptainSwan fic. Killian is back from Neverland and his nightmares have returned. He needs help getting through the night. Angst and sex. Just like I like it 😏Rated M for smut.

Killian could smell smoke. It was acrid and so thick it permeated the skin of all those near it. He could hear the crying of those trapped down in the underworld with him and covered his ears in a pathetic attempt to drown them out. Not even the cries of the Lost Boys compared to the cries of the tortured souls Hades kept locked here. He closed his eyes but could still see the dank, cement walls of his cell. The moisture that collected there called out to him, begging him to quench his thirst, but he knew that if he did, it would scorch his tongue.  It hurt to breathe and the beating he’d just taken at Hades command left him with at least one broken rib. It was dark and so hot and damp he had chills dimpling his flesh. He heard something coming closer to him. It sounded like hooves hitting concrete. He felt hot breath hit the back of his neck and knew someone or something was behind him. Too terrified to move he stood there, eyes closed praying it goes away. When he opens them, he is on the Jolly Roger. He takes a deep breath, relaxing instantly. The wheel beneath his hands, he can see his crew scurrying about performing their duties. The sky is bright and the sun is blinding in its glow. He turns his face to the sun letting it soak into his body. Suddenly he is standing in the middle of Main St in Storybrooke. It’s dark and raining, and the street lights are making the raindrops glow. He sees David and Henry standing under the lamps, Henry clutching his grandfather’s side.  He turns and sees Emma face to face with a hooded figure. He tries to call out to her, to warn her, but he only manages to distracts he and the figure pushes a sword through her stomach. Killian cries out in anguish and runs toward her. He is crying, tears leaving hot tracks down his face. As he reaches down to pick her up, she disappears like a mist between his fingers. Looking around desperately for help he sees Rumpelstiltskin, skin golden, standing in front of his shop, grinning. Help me crocodile Killian pleads with him. And why would I do that dearie? If I help you it would surely come with a price, one you wouldn’t want to pay. You need to wake up…Killian…wake up!

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Everyone is looking at you looking at him.
Everyone can tell. He can tell. So you
spend most of your time not looking at him.
The wallpaper, the floor, there are cracks
in the ceiling. Someone has left a can of
iced tea in the corner, it is half-empty
I mean half-full. There are four light bulbs
in the standing lamp, there is a fan. You
are counting things to keep from looking
at him. Five chairs, two laptops, someone’s
umbrella, a hat. People are talking so you
look at their faces. This is a good trick. They
will think you are listening to them and not
thinking about him. Now he is talking. So
you look away. The cracks in the ceiling are
in the shape of a whale or maybe an elephant
with a fat trunk. If he ever falls in love with
you, you will lie on your backs in a field
somewhere and look up at the sky and he will
say, Baby, look at that silly cloud, it is a whale!
and you will say, Baby, that is an elephant
with a fat trunk, and you will argue for a bit
but he will love you anyway.

He is asking a question now and no one has
answered it yet. So you lower your eyes from
the plaster and say, The twenty-first, I think,
and he smiles and says, Oh, cool, and you
smile back, and you cannot stop your smiling,
oh, you cannot stop your smile.

—  On The Discomfort Of Being In The Same Room As The Boy You Like, Sarah Kay
Luck- Part 1

Y/N and her best friend, Mia, win a trip to spend a week with the boys from 5 Seconds of Summer. The more time that Y/N spends with Luke, the more she realizes that she has feelings for him. But does he have feelings for her? 

Your “There! I see our names!” your friend, Mia said, pointing directly in front of her.

Looking over you saw a middle aged woman holding a sign with both of your names on it. Grabbing your bag from off the floor, you threw it over your shoulder, while putting your oversized Kate Spade purse on next.

The two of you walked over to the woman, who smiled as you approached. Her shoulder length brown hair was straight and she had just the right amount of makeup to bring out the features of her face. She was dressed in skinny jeans and a white loose fitting tank top. The pair of wedges that she wore made her taller and you had to look up at her as you approached.

“You must be Y/N and Mia,’ the woman said, her green eyes bright. “I’m Caroline.”

Nodding your head, you and Mia took turns introducing yourselves to Caroline.

“You guys must be so excited. I know the boys are!” Caroline said, turning to walk towards the exit.

You and Mia followed behind her as you walked towards the front of the airport. There were crowds of people everywhere. Somewhere leaving to go on trips while others were coming back. The sound of people laughing and talking filled the airport.

Leaving the cool air behind you, you emerged into the sweltering heat. The sun was bright and you had to squint your eyes, not yet used to it. Even if shorts and a tank top you were hot.  

Caroline walked towards the black BMW that was parked directly in front of the three of you. You and Mia followed and placed your bags inside the trunk that Caroline had opened. Slamming the trunk closed, you climbed into the backseat with Mia besides you.

Caroline turned the air conditioner on full blast before taking a final look in the rearview and pulled out into the busy airport traffic.

The drive from the airport to the house would have been quick and easy but the traffic made it painful. On any other day, you wouldn’t have minded the traffic but today was different. You just wanted to arrive to your destination, excited for what was in store.

Finally, after an hour you made it to the house. There was a iron gate blocking the driveway and it opened when Caroline entered a code into the call box.

The medium sized white house was set back from the road just enough that it was hard to be seen through the fence and trees surrounding it. It was two stories high with white siding and blue shutters. There was a basketball hoop in the driveway with an abandoned basketball lying next to it.

It was here. The moment you had been waiting for. Waiting almost three months for. Living with the boys from 5 Seconds of Summer for a whole week. Six nights and seven days.

You had won a contest that invited you to live the boys for the week. You never won anything. When you had gotten the call you had thought you were being pranked. But it was real. After you had lost your mind you had phoned Mia to tell her the good news. The contest allowed you to take one friend and of course you had chosen Mia.  

“Welcome to your home for the next week!” Caroline said, gesturing towards the house.

You looked over at Mia who gave you a reassuring smile. Opening the stepped back out in the hot summer heat. You followed Caroline to the trunk of the car and grabbed your bag, placing it on your right shoulder.

You heard the front door open and close followed by four Australian accents chatting loudly. They smiled as they approached and suddenly you felt yourself become nervous.

The four boys came to a stop next to you and immediately Ashton went for a quick hug.

“Welcome,” he said. “I’m Ashton.”

“I’m Y/N,” you said. “And that’s Mia.”

Ashton introduced the rest of the boys who gave you a small wave. Luke’s eyes lingered on moment too long and you turned away, feeling your cheeks turn a slight shade of red. You looked around at the others but no one else seemed to notice.

“Let me carry your bag,” Ashton said, taking your bag off your shoulder.

Calum carried Mia’s and the of you followed them into the house with Luke and Michael right behind you.

Ashton placed your bag at the foot of the stairs and you laid your purse next to it. Your first thought was that the house was clean for four boys living together.

Looking around, you could tell that the house was medium sized but large enough to accommodate the six of you. To the left was the living room with a good sized couch and the boys guitars all lined up perfectly in their stands. To the right was the dining room with a table that was big enough for all of you. Directly in front of you, was the kitchen. There was a large fridge and an island with a bar in the middle. There were four bar stools lined up against it.

You followed Ashton into the kitchen where he pulled out two water bottles for you and Mia. Thanking him, you took it out of his hand and drank half of the bottle, not realizing how thirsty you were.

“Do you guys like pizza?” Calum asked.

You and Mia nodded. “Who doesn’t like pizza?” Mia asked.

Calum laughed. “Good point. Any specific toppings?”

Shaking your head, Calum nodded and pulled his phone out of his pocket, ordering the pizza.

“Luke and I will show you where your room is,” Ashton said.

Mia and you followed Ashton and Luke out of the kitchen and up the stairs. Ashton had stopped to pick up Mia’s bag and Luke picked up yours.  

At the top of the stairs, Aston gestured to the left and pointed out the two rooms, identifying them as Luke’s room and across the hall Calum’s room. Directly in front of you, was Michael’s room and to the right was Ashton’s room. Across the hall from his room, was your and Mia’s room.

Following Ashton and Luke into the room, the boys set your bags down on the bed before turning around to face you and Mia.

Your eyes met with Luke’s blue ones and he gave you a friendly smile, turning a slight shade of red in the process.

“Do you girls need anything?” Ashton asked.

You shook your head as the boys headed towards the door. Luke gave you a final look before the closing the door behind him.

Your room was a decent size. There were two dressers on opposite walls with a king size bed taking up the majority of the floor space. On either side of the bed was a night stand both with matching lamps on them. There was also a huge walk in closet that was connected to your own bathroom. You had never seen a bathroom this big. The bath was the size of a jacuzzi and there was a huge shower that could probably fit at least all four grown adults comfortably.  The counter space was endless. There were two counters on parallel walls both with their own sink.

“Luke was totally checking you out!” Mia said as soon as the door was shut.

“Shut up! No he wasn’t!” you shot back, feeling your cheeks turn pink. However, you were completely ok with this since Luke was your favorite member of the group and Mia knew that.  

“Y/N, I’m serious!” Mia said, dropping a pile of clothes into one of the dresser drawers.

You shook your head and unzipped your travel bag, unpacking your clothes into the large walk in closet. Mia and you unpacked your belongs in a comfortable silence, with the occasional laugh coming from downstairs from the boys. As soon as you pulled the last shirt out of your bag, the doorbell rang. You immediately heard the boys cheer and one of them race to the door.

When the door slam close, the two of you headed back down the stairs to join the boys. Walking into the kitchen, you immediately noticed three boxes of pizza sitting on the kitchen table.

The door slammed close and Calum called everyone to the kitchen. When you walked in, you immediately noticed three boxes of pizza sitting on the kitchen table and the smell of cheese and pepperoni made your mouth water.

Luke was grabbing a slice of pizza when you walked over. He offered you the plate that you were holding and you graciously took it.

“Thank you,” you said, smiling.

“Your welcome,” Luke said, his strong Australian accent making you weak.

You followed Luke into the family room, where the rest of the boys were settled on the couch, arguing over what to watch.

“You guys wanna watch a movie?” Mike asked you.

Nodding your head, you sat down on the floor, next to the coffee table. Luke was sitting on the other side and smiled at you. Mia sat down on the couch next to Ashton.

“Let’s move the coffee table for more room,” Luke suggested.

Together Luke and Michael moved table to the other side of the room. Ashton handed you and Luke your own pillows so that the two of you could lay on the floor. You placed the pillow in front of the couch and laid down with Luke laying next to you.

Somehow during the first movie, you and Luke ended lying close to each other. His leg was touching his and his hand kept brushing yours. As you went to pull your hand away, he whispered, “You don’t have to move it.” His blue eyes met yours as you smiled as left your hand where it was.