When you thought you found a big brick castle house for cheap, but it turns out to be so much more. This 1895 home in Bedford, Pennsylvania has 5bds, 1.5ba (it says that, but there're actually toilets galore & potential bedrooms) for just $274,900 and a sale is pending.
Living room has a corner fireplace, and an unfortunate suspended ceiling & neon lighting that should come down.
Lovely room with a corner fireplace and a big window seat.
Kitchen's so weird they only show a corner of it.
What in the world happened in the pantry?
There must've been offices in here.
Tiny room, but the floor is new.
Going up to look at the bedrooms and bath.
Not bad.
One of the bedrooms. Wonder what's under the indoor/outdoor carpet and new drop ceilings.
Looks like this basement room is being redone.
Large laundry room.
Well, look here, a rather large jail, too? This home just keeps on giving.
This is nice.
Are those clothes on the shelf?
I said there were toilets galore.
Looks like someone dismantled some of the cells.
Some cells have cool original artwork.
I'm going to say that this is a crematory oven. In the door.
And, out the chute?
There's mad parking back here. If someone has the money to fix it up, it could be incredible.
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ohhHHHh brother,,, is this another sketch dump after an undisclosed number of weeks of absence and online inactivity? yessir it sure is but i sure hope it won't stay that way 🤞 apologies again for disappearing, but im on break for the next couple of months for the summer so i have a lot planned and im hoping to catch up with... everything!
i put a little status update under the cut but feel free to skip that cuz its just me explaining some things ive had on my mind hoho 😙😙 happy 1st of june everyone!!!
a lot of things have been happening irl that im still getting used to, but thank you for always being very patient 🙇♀️ i apologise for disappearing again after i promised id start being more active again in... januARY??? man oh man the year is passing by tooooo fast holy smokes
i havent had much time to be on social media since then, but ive gotten some email notifs from ppl sending in such kind messages via inbox, and its really made me go AUGHHHHH in the midst of whatever im doing cuz it means the world to me 🥺❤️ if youre someone who's sent in something over the past year since i started hiatus in march 2023, IM REALLY SORRY AGAIN 😭😭 i always try to keep up with my policy of one-art-piece-per-ask, but because of that sometimes i just procrastinate a lot or get stuck on finding relevant things to draw as thanks. ive been brainstorming some ideas, though, and its my goal to get through a hefty sum of em before things get real busy again in a few months 😤
im really sorry again for being so inconsistent this past year, but im gonna do my best! i hope everyone on here's been doing good and im raring to see everything new with silm tumblr ❤️❤️ also if anyone has any recs for any new content pls feed me for i am starvedddd
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What? Are you kidding me? I almost passed this listing by, b/c it looks like a barndominium. It was built in 1901 in Novelty, Ohio, has 4bds, 3ba, and sold for $377,200.
But, the doors part open...
And, there's a Tudor style facade inside.
Open the door, and it's a home. Here's the entrance hall.
And, a living room. Look at the leaded glass windows, beams and wood floors. It's a Tudor.
This is crazy. I never would've guessed. It has a dining room and a dinette.
The kitchen's dated and a little worn, but it's cute and has that Tudor look.
It has a lovely dine-in area.
Here's a nice little den with shelving and a fireplace.
There's even a 2nd level.
The principal bedroom is pretty roomy and has a fireplace.
Large en-suite.
And, thru the bathroom is a walk-in closet.
The "patio" outside the house, but in the barn, must get cold b/c there's a heater.
B/c it's a barn, it still has a lot of room for a party, or a hoe-down.
Beside the indoor patio, there's a deck on the exterior.
And, there's also this unfinished space as well.
In addition to the barn, this 2nd residence comes with it.
So, it's 2 homes for $377K.
Look at how cool the back of the barn is.
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I adore Darius and Hunter, of course, but I love how Dadrius opens the floor for the fascinating dynamic of Eberwolf and Hunter.
Eberwolf, the encourager of making silly animal sounds and imitating paws with your hands. He can barely reach Hunter's waist but he's his other parent, height is irrelevant. They WILL be very gentle through Hunter's panic attacks and like a couple of hours later tell him it's fine if he feels like clawing at furniture for recreational reasons. He will take Hunter to roll around in dirt in the garden so Hunter can mark off another childhood experience with less cult activities and trauma than he did before. He's Hunter's partner in crime while Darius looks at them in vague disapproval. They're also the one telling Hunter AND Darius to get their shit together sometimes as the sole emotionally stable person in that house. Hunter can feel them curl up near him when he's having such a bad moment he can't even get up from bed.
They're everything to me, do you understand? Do you understand the vision?
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“to lucerys.” jacaerys starts, “the last time we saw each other before my leave was in spring, which might not be too long for some, but my heart has missed you greatly.”
lucerys looks up at him with doe, glassy eyes, timidly smiling at jacaerys while his fingers dance over the rim of his cup. lucerys’ stomach hurts from the nerves and the anticipation, for what he can’t tell.
jacaerys is right, some moons have passed since lucerys bade him his farewell by the dragon pit, anxiously watching over jacaerys to make sure he tied tightly his bags to the mount and fastened himself properly to his dragon. jacaerys had hugged him briefly and tightly before flying north, and now the man that is rising his cup to lucerys looks nothing alike the boy he sent off.
jacaerys’ smile is broad, all high cheekbones and cutting jawline where the boyish roundness used to be a year ago. his shoulders are wider, his arms are bigger and he looks handsome, taller, stronger.
lucerys’ throat bobs as he comes to realise this, and promptly feels himself flush upon the fact that he had noticed such a thing in the first place. he wants to drain the wine and drown his thoughts with it, but jacaerys is not finished with his name day toast.
lucerys’ name day celebrations are as ostentatious as they can get. it isn’t a surprise, though, every single soul in the realm knows king viserys would never do less for his favorite child’s favourite child. everything around lucerys feels like a blur of gold and lights and copious plates of piquant food. he knows it must have been his mother, the crown princess rhaenyra targaryen had watched like a hawk over the preparations, and not a single arrangement had been carried out without bearing her scrutiny. daemon’s deadly stare right behind his mother had done nothing but help her case, too.
it has been worth it so far.
“the memories of my youth that i hold the closest to my heart are the ones that i share with you. it’s been an honor to be by your side as a boy, and i hope to continue doing so as we both mature. to prince lucerys,” jacaerys repeats, “the realm’s second delight, the velaryon pearl, the light of his family and the heart of his lēkia.”
lucerys’s apple cheeks redden as the guests toast to him, too. “hear, hear!”
he takes a sip from his drink and makes the mistake of finding aemond’s eye already staring at him.
he almost chokes on his drink, confused and alarmed. it never meant anything good when aemond stared at him like that. it was unsettling, lucerys’ hand was already itching under the coolness of his glass, his heart rabbiting in his chest.
he doesn’t back down, though, because there’s something that he really likes about the way in which aemond looks at him, too. it makes his head feel ditzy sometimes with emotions he doesn’t understand. his mouth tastes like blood and his veins thrum with it, and there’s some beauty in the danger that aemond targaryen supposes that makes lucerys want to whine.
aemond is promising him something with his burning amethyst, and he wants it so much he could sob.
the moment halts to a stop when jacaerys tucks a curl behind lucerys’ ear and leans down to whisper, “you only deserve the best.”
lucerys can’t help himself when he leans towards the hand that is touching him, and barely keeps down a pleased purr when jacaerys cups his cheek lovingly. can jacaerys feel the mighty fire of his blush too?
he looks back at aemond, like it’s a reflex he hasn’t mastered yet, and jumps with what he sees. aemond’s face remains stony, indescribable, but where passion was simmering few moments ago in that lone orb, a newfound rage scorches the spot in lucerys’ face that jacaerys is touching.
the table and cutlery tremble as aemond slams his fist against it and stands up abruptly, waiting for all the guests to turn their attention to him. he raises his cup and snarls, “final tribute.”
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