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The client wanted a space saving bar counter for seating 2-3 people so we designed this L-shaped foldable counter with overhead bottle storage to make this modern counter elegant and sophisticated. . . #barcounter #barcounter #bartable #interiorfurniture #interiordesign #interiordesigners #puneinterior #punecity #puneclicks (at Wagholi, Pune) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cj4uePQyR36/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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Minimalist Dining: A Fresh Take on Clean Aesthetics in Your Home
Minimalism has emerged as an attractive trend in home design. Homeowners find refuge from clutter and chaos through this approach to interior decoration; our dining areas provide the ideal platform to embrace its minimalist aesthetics. This blog explores the essence of minimalist dining, focusing on its ability to create an atmosphere of serenity and sophistication. We will examine the increasing trend of minimalist home design and its benefits for our living spaces and help guide you in selecting appropriate furniture, such as marble and black dining tables or versatile multipurpose tables. Home Canvas is essential in unifying your minimalist dining area, with careful curation creating an artistic expression that complements its surroundings perfectly. Opt for minimalist pieces in selecting artwork, wall decor, and accessories - opt for pieces that resonate with your design theme while adding tranquility - when selecting artwork, wall decor, and accessories for Home Canvas.
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This semi-circular wood folding table allows you to create a serpentine bar riser set, half circle or full circle table.
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Customisable colour PU leather high bar chair with matt black powder coated steel bottom for industrial bar/dining room. 5 year warranty. ✔️NAME: Bar Chair – Metal Man ✔️DIMENSIONS & PRICES: L490 * W510 * H920mm / Seat H750mm S$129 ✔️FEATURES: -High Quality PU Leather (5 years warranty) -Powder Coated Steel ✔️COLOR: Can be done in customized colour, PU Leather & Fabric over 100+ colour can choose. Powder Coated Steel legs in Matt Black. Display & Colour Samples available in showroom. 👁🗨Lofthome.com #furniture#barchair#bartable#furnitureinspiration #furnituregoals #interiors #decor #homedecor #interiordecor #interiordesign #interiordesignsg #homereno #furniturestyling #interiorinspo #interiorinspiration #homegoals #reno #renosg #renovationsg #renoinspo #hyggehomes #hdbrenovation #singaporehomes #sghomes #sgrenovation #homeideas #homestyling #instahomes (at Singapore, Singapore) https://www.instagram.com/p/CkLFeCYS8RP/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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Industrial style bar tables custom made. Call House of chairs. #bartable #barfurniture #pubs #clubs #bars #home #office #interiors #procurement #hospitality #hotels #interiordesign #hotel #hospitalityindustry Www.houseofchairs.co.za (at House Of Chairs And Tubular Furniture) https://www.instagram.com/p/CfGgXGnqqfn/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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I GOT A VERBAL OFFER !!!!!!!!
#AND IT'S BARTABLE YEEHAW#in search of gainful employment#CALL THE SEARCH OFF BABEYYYY#well...right after the call i got an email from another division for an interview and my aunt said i should do it anyway...#BUT STILL AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA#sor.txt
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Listen i love these games to shreds but they have GOT to stop leaving this man’s corpse on tables around the realms i cannot take it seriously
#mileposting#gow lb#I LOVE THE GUY DONT GET ME WRONG BUT LIKE FHFNGNNG?????#WHY WAS HE JUST IN SINDRI’S SHOP. AND WHYS HE LAYING ON BARTABLES#COVER HIM IN A CLOTH OR SOMETHING..????
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Quick Fic: Saints
TOW Deva tries to drown his sorrows, Varadha looks bomb in eyeliner and there's no actual alcohol involved cause they're both losers. [2017]
“What are you drinking?”
Deva startles knocking over his glass instantly.
Varadha just raises an unimpressed brow before indicating toward the bartender, turning away for a moment to let Deva look.
“Nothing major.” Deva says, his throat dry as a dessert.
Varadha shrugs. “I figured you hadn’t developed taste in the time we’ve been apart.”
“I still like you do I not?”
“Yes, it is pretty tasteless to like someone who doesn’t like you back. What’s that like?”
“Like a live-wire through my blood every time I look at him.”
He turns away from the bartable to face Varadha. Varadha loved having the upper hand but he’s never managed to be so much as coherent when Deva got in his space. It’s a superpower Deva has always used liberally. He curls a palm around Varadha’s thigh, yanking him closer by it.
Varadha, predictably shivers. Swallows.
“You stopped the seal.” His voice is low and throaty.
Deva presses his face closer to Varadha, grazing his lips over the arrogant curve of his neck. “There was a girlfriend involved. Not that you’d know what that’s like.”
“Girlfriend? And here you are humping my leg. Not very good is she?”
“Very boring.” Deva promises, pressing a sweet kiss to Varadha’s collarbone. “Has a ridiculous foreign accent, makes me ears bleed.”
Varadha snorts, curving his neck away to give Deva more access. “I didn’t come here to make out with you.” He says belying his actions. Deva huffs incredulously.
Varadha turns around to face him. “Why did you stop my seal? I’ll have to kill you now. What a hassle.”
“Hang until death? Boring. So many other ways for you to kill me. You can take off your clothes and get on your knees for starters.”
Varadha laughs. “Darling the day I get on my knees for you will be your funeral.”
Deva pulls Varadha up to his height by the silver coils wrapped around his neck, “You’ll mourn me?” He murmurs against his lips.
“Everyday for the rest of my life.”
Deva kisses him then and as always Varadha falls into him, sweet and soft in his arms. It’s easy to tongue at his jaw, run his thumb worshipfully over the delicate fan of his lashes and the play of the club lights on his features. ‘You’re so beautiful it makes me ache’ he wants to say. Swallows the words down for all they feel like thorns down his throat. “I’ll never fight you. Your judgement is absolute.” He promises instead.
Varadha blinks at him, always, always caught off guard by Deva’s devotion even though he really shouldn’t be. A moment later, he smiles, a desperately sad thing that makes Deva hurt to his bones even as he tugs at Deva’s curls, a lost look in his eyes that Deva hates to see.
Abruptly, Varadha stands up, as though ashamed of his own vulnerability. He turns away from Deva, the sheer little number he's wearing leaving little to imagination. “You should work on your own accent.” is all he says before breaking through the throngs of milling people and disappearing into the crowd.
In Deva’s pocket, the familiar crinkle of a flight ticket for himself, mother and now Aadhya out of the country in Kansaar Kartha’s own private jet. As is customary, Deva tears them up and throws them into his beer jug.
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Bar Table is a minimalist table designed by France-based practice Heim+Viladrich. This foldable table is crafted from stainless steel, a choice that speaks to both durability and aesthetic appeal. The design of BarTable takes a cue from the intricate patterns commonly seen on outdoor coffee tables, integrating these motifs into its structure.
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The dining area in the house is perhaps the most important when it comes to feeding the aesthetical elements to the onlookers. Be it a party day or a normal day with not very frequent footsteps talking a stroll around, the dining space is one of the most visited in the house. Glass tables are of the modern design kitchen and dining tables available to design your dining area. It is not only a multipurpose kitchen table, but the glass tops are among the most eye-catching. Glass dining tables are hassle-free to maintain and look great with any decor.
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CHAPTER 1| *JUST A GIRL IN A BAR*
A/N: Welp here we go. my first ever written Fanfic.
I hope my english is ok. Criticism is welcome :) (Im human so...)
there´s just a slice of fluff and there will be more chapters. I promise next one is full of lovydovy fluffedyfluff (what the...) Proofread?...ugh Yes and no. like I said is something wrong just tell me ;P I used HE/HIM cause in germany I dont even know if we have other pronounces for genderfluid people.
HOPE U GUYS LIKE IT <3333 have fun
Pairing: Bella Ramsey x FemReader
wordcount: 1,4k!
Just a girl in a bar
Sitting at the bartable, drinking one drink after another wasnt a good idea. Thats what I thought.
But it turns out it was the best thing that could ever happen to me. I dont really drink alcohol, honestly I never had but after losing my job in germany I would like try a new start here in England. Nottingham England and its freakn` raining the whole time. Matches with my mood I thought.
Today was my first day at work and hell it was rough. The reason Im sitting here with the Gin in my hand, at least we fit together. "one Gin please", a sweet and innocent voice suddenly filled the room. I look to my left when I just take a sip and almost spit it on HIM realizing WHO is sitting next to me. Bella doesnt even realize my behavior thank god and I try to stay as cool as I could cause right?…its just Bella...Bella freaking Ramsey!
I have to admit he looks quite frustrated when he downs his drink. Voices in the backround starting getting louder which gets more and more annoying. "Ramsey! BELLA RAMSEY! your the one in Game of Thrones!? and in the last of us!" High voices almost screamed at Bella. "yes thats me", obviously not in the mood he looks at the girlygroup right behind him.
Each of the 4 women starts to talk at once and forget about Bella, who doesn`t seem to want to talk to such annoying people.
It starts to pissing me of only because clearly they have no manners when it comes to a single humanbeing.
"OK ENOUGH you disturbing chicks now take a leave!", I stand up and move to them. They all look upset but just leaving the bar.
"another gin for the person to my left", I wink to the barkeeper and he gives him another shot. "you alright bella?",
I ask not knowing if he is ok calling him by his firstname. "yeah I think so", are the only words.
"I guess you have to endure often with people like that?" I ask and empty my gin showing the keeper that he should fill up again.
"somtimes, not that often", he smiles at me looking thankful.
I talked a lot more with Bella and it`s weird that it seems like we are just frinds. Shows that even people that are known in public just normal humanbeing.
He stands up and smiles at me. "Y/N it was a pleasure to drink with you". i smile back "me too Bella" He leaves the bar and so do I a little later.
Next day and Im sitting here again. Same spot, same chair and no...a coke in my hand sipping regretful on it. "I will never ever drink alcohol again!" my head seems to explode even after only 2 shots of gin. Im not made to drink that Devils juice.
"one coke please", again that beautiful voice of him. "so today Im not the only one that regrets yesterdays evening" I smile at Bella. YES its Bella again and I cant believe I almost laught about the fact he also just drinks a coke. "dont blame me Im not used to drink alcohol", he looks a bit pale but seems happier than yesterday. "same for me", I say and we drink together from our glasses full coke.
"hows your day today and also I cant remember your name", he looks a little embarrassed. "never mind, Y/N. Except for a hangover I feel pretty good. its so nice to meet you again here" I smile maybe a bit to bright.
"yeah me too", he drinks and we talk about my past, how I lost my job in Germany and moved to England.
I dont know but when I look at him theres this weird feeling in my stomac. It makes me a little nervous especially when I look at Bella.
Time passes to fast and I really dont want him to leave but he takes his jacket and smiles at me. "your often here from now on?" a simple question I have to ask. "well maybe but I have to leave England in 2 weeks cause of the new season of the last of us show" he looks wistful. "oh....ok....wow season two. sounds pretty awesome. I didnt tell you I really love the show", I empty my coke.
"thank you", he blushes a little. damn there it is…the same feeling like befor. oh oh….please dont tell me that I have a crush on that REALLY REALLY untouchable person in front of me. I have to do something! "so.....", I start befor he goes. "do you want to show me your hometown next days? if you still have some time? I think you know best how to go" There was a hesitation but not in a bad way I think. " yeah...why not", a sweet smile, so sweet I could melt, was on his face. "you wanna exchange numbers with me?" I grab my mobile. "sure", he tells me the number and our paths seperate for now. Is this real? Am I not dreaming? Are we talking about that THE Bella Ramsey exchanged numbers with me? like we are close frinds? I cant wait to text her when we will meet for the city stroll trough Nottingham.
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Y/N: 9:22am
Hey Bella :)
you wanna meet up with me in city? maybe at 2pm?
Bells: 9:28am
hey yeah that`s fine for me. We can meet at Old Market Square
Y/N: 9:30am
ok sounds good. cu
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at Old Market Square
"BOOOH" I stealth from behind and got almost punched in my face while Bella squeaks loudly.
"wooow what in the holy world are you doing!? I was about beating your ass up" he looks angry but soon it turns into a smile.
"sorry" give him a cute look, him blushing and turn arround. "ok so…..that`s your hometown? Can I admit that it looks so incredible historic?"
He smiles and we walk trough different places in the city talking about Bellas past. I was truely flastert by his voice that sounds so sinnful and like heaven at the same time.
I don't think Bella knows how I feel even I don't know what's going on inside of me. The only thing I know is that I want to be closer to him…
maybe too close. So close that it could might ruin our relationship we build in that short time.
"less than 2 weeks until you have to fly to America. are you excited already? It's going to be a lot of work, I'm sure you can do it. And then I want to watch the whole second season".
I just try to encourage him but it seems that he is sad about every word I say.
"yeah…I'll be gone a hell of a long time. I don't even know if I'll be able to fly home for Christmas. the second season is a much bigger project".
He looks up to the sky while we are walking through the Aboretum. Just looking at him makes me sad and I regret bringin up the subject.
"hey you want Icecream?" I ask out of the blue.
"yeah why not" Bella smiles but looks uncertain. The rest of the day was rather quiet with an underlying sad mood. Like if she doesn't want to leave England or is there another reason? I would so like to know what she thinks. should I ask? no, not that the mood suffers even more.
"you want to go on a walk with skipper and me tomorrow?" he looks at me as if nothing happened befor.
"uh…your adopted dog? yeah of course I would", I take a deep breath. "fine than see you tomorrow morning at 6:30am? when the sun rises?", he ask.
"sounds great" I said, hesitating for a moment but finally just hugging Bella. A thousand butterflies flying through my stomach. As if every single one gives me an electric shock. I smiled at him as I broke the hug and wished I could hug him a little longer.
I can`t breath u guys....waaaaay too excited right now *hides from the stones that are thrown*
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So, I posted this rp a while ago and now I'm posting it again because it was fun and I'm wondering if anyone would be interested in doing it with me
I normally rp on here through PMs, but I'm willing to take this to discord since that seems to be where a lot of you prefer to roleplay. My username is sherbybirkin on discord.
Now, with that being said, I want to jump right into this rp so please message me(here or add me on discord) with your character and your reply so we can jump right in. If you have any questions, feel free to ask!
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Open to: F
Genre: Crime, Romance(?), Betrayal
Plot: Your muse is an undercover cop whose main objective is to not only infiltrate a crime ring but to also gain the trust of my muse and gather evidence against him that will expose him as an arms dealer. But your muse finds the more time she spends with him, the more conflicted she becomes. Things get messy when my muse eventually finds out the truth about Yours being undercover. From there she will have to decide her fate. Will she follow the path of justice or will she leave it all behind for a criminal?
The plot is short and sweet! It’s not written in stone, though- It’s just something i thought would be fun to write about but things can always be tweaked, of course. I was thinking this RP could definitely have a bit of angst and slow-burn in it. I can see it being an enemy to lovers type thing but I’m open to any variation of this :)
Also for this rp i'll be using Saber Franx from my muse list(click here)
Setting: Some time after midnight. Your muse approaches my muse at a bar after watching him for some time- inquiring about a job dealing weapons, to which my muse initially feigns ignorance until your muse convinces mine that she can be trustworthy.
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“Shot of whisky.” Saber nodded his request to the bartender as he planted himself in a stool at the edge of the bartable. It was a long day, and what better way to end it than with a sip of courage? It was finally his time to relax, even if for a moment. “Thanks.” was all he said in reply to a glass of brown liquid being placed in front of him. He raised the glass to his lips, tipping his head back- he downed the whisky in one go. His jaw clenched at the bitterness and he set the glass down. Taking a brief moment to survey his surroundings, he casually waved the bartender down for another round. The night was still young, and Saber wanted to ‘people watch’ for a bit longer before it was back to business bright and early the next day. Several meetings were set up for potential clients- buyers.
Though he looked almost average, and barely uttered a word; Saber’s reach expanded far and wide. He was a powerful man, and not many knew it. Those that did, however, couldn’t wait to see him fall.
After downing his second glass, Saber looked over and caught a glimpse of himself in one of the few mirrors lining the wall. His hair was pulled back into a ponytail, save for the loose strands of coal fringing his face. He looked well-rested, but there was such an emotionless face staring back at him. His eyes were void of any wonder- life. Years of pain and betrayal will do that to a person. Exhaling sharply, Saber snapped himself from his thoughts. Now wasn’t the time to wallow in whatever sadness that was. He then reached into the pocket of the black hoodie he was wearing to pull out his phone and check the time.
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the two of them collapse into their respective seats.
there's no back to their barstools, but they make do: marinette with her elbows on the bartable, thankful for the smooth quartz surface being cold against the stifling-hot miasma that suffocates the dancefloor. adrien, almost identical, but reaching over the counter for the cold acqua pana luka's set aside for them. another swipe, and he's got two clean cups; he's pouring it out for them both, taking his other hand to unbutton his shirt.
smooth, honeyed skin comes into view. tantalizing collarbones. she could nip him, if she was allowed to. smear her lipstick all over the line of his pectorals, and make him lose his breath like she's lost hers.
huh.
oh.
marinette's wetter than a sponge, both in lingering arousal, attracted to how adrien can keep up with her— no small feat, she knows that— and just how exhausted she is. a marathon would've been easier.
"if you are even half as good at sex as you are at dancing, you'd be considered a sex expert, you know that?" she wheezes out.
"oh, yeah?" he replies, a smirk and a smile, passing her the cup.
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Another happy customer. Restaurant tables was custom made. Oak table tops. For your inquiry call House of chairs. #tables #diningtables #restuaranttables #bistrotable #boardroomtables #bartables #tablesCapetown #tablessouthafrica #anytable #procurement #interiors #hospitality #hotel #hotels #guesthouse #guesthouses #home Www.houseofchairs.co.za (at House Of Chairs And Tubular Furniture) https://www.instagram.com/p/CfobC1AKfwb/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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👀 + "I know these kinds of thoughts aren't like me, and I know it's also kind of dirty and sticky... and also... you're the only person I could think of to share it with, Senritsu..." Kurapika sighed, tapping the back of his phone "The cafeteria next to the park brought out some cinnamon rolls filled with chocolate sauce, almond cream and even ice cream... I know it's going to be a sticky disaster to eat them but I really want to try them... do you want to join me?"
Send 👀 + a dirty thought and/or fantasy your muse has had about mine. let's see how my muse responds.
She had put the call on loud when Kurapika had called. The young mans voice buzzed from electric interferences, making Senritsu grimace a little over the disorted sound as she reached out to pinch Bashos big hand warningly when he chuckled quietly in his deep, rumbling voice over Kurapikas choice of words. Quickly the big man took a sip from his waterglass to drown his own chuckle. They were standing by one of the windows of the shopping mall where between bartables, talking people, the scent of fast food, the clanking of plastic kitchenware, and the noises of the cars on the streets past the mall, the two Hunters had redrawn to to have a quick meal while Neon had sat down to show her newest bounty of makeup-products to her maids.
"Well than, why not. Sounds good.", the young woman hummed friendly, tapping her short fingers against the tables counter:
" Would Definitive not be the first sticky stuff I swallowed gladly."
Beside her Basho choked so hard on his water he buckled over down on his knees, wheezing like an old man. Unimpressed Senritsu held a handkerchief down to him to cough into, not for a single second stopping looking out of the window, not for a single second stopping to smile, not for a single second in the slightest bothered.
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