#window panes

[ginger-by-the-sea]

[javabeachvibe]

[whereifindsanity]

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Ahmed

[ethereal-esa]

[playfullygrownup]

A really interesting modern take on stained glass windows. This one is called Aspen Trail. I'm not big on modern design in general, but this I love – it looks so much like bright fall landscape, and the aspens resemble birches, my favorite tree. By Josephine A. Geiger.

[maybe-your-left]

i just love the thought of kylo leaving windowpanes!reader out in the cold and her gazing up at him with big eyes and a shivering jaw just begging for him to take her inside and cuddle her back to health

this would've been great to use during Window Panes. I love the idea of him just tying you to a post in the middle of his backyard. While it's a blizzard and he just watches as you waste away, so he can save you from the brink of death that HE caused in the first place.

I miss him. <3

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Theres neighbors.

There has to be. Why else would there be houses out here? It's not like he owns all these houses in this neighborhood, for fuck's sake there's a window that can see into his backyard?

Can't someone see you?

You've been out here for longer than you thought you'd be, honestly it was a mistake you hadn't intended on doing. But his punishment was far more brutal than you'd expected.

It had just started snowing this morning, you;d been good and not mentioned the change of the weather. Knowing that it ticked him off when you stated things without his prompting, a silly bad habit you were quick to halt once the slaps began again.

Just because you were out of the basement didn't mean you were in the clear.

But you were desperate to get out of the house, it was December now and it would be a Christmas you could spend as almost an equal?

But you should've known better.

You were no more an equal to him as a fish is to a bear in the wild.

Just swimming along a current to your inevitable demise.

A window opening caused you to whip your head in that direction, eyeing the kitchen with a shadow in the frame. Holding a mug of steaming coffee, almost visible to the naked eye.

You twisted your body to the left, hugging your bare chest to the cold metal pole you were chained to. Jingling as you moved, careful to not pull too loud in case somehow, someone did see you. How embarrassing?

Your brain sickened at that thought before pushing it back into the recesses and scowling back at the figure. The mug raised in the air like he was congratulating you! You blew out a staggered breath as the cold wind pierced through your bones.

"Ren," you made sure your voice wasn't demanding in any tone, "Can.. can I come inside? It's really cold."

"Is it?"

A chill ran through your body, from your freezing toes as they turned red from the burning snow. All the way back up to your chattering teeth, you rolled your eyes. "Yes."

A hmm came through the window before slamming shut. You groaned, this was a bad situation.

Your fingers and toes were losing feeling rapidly as the snow flurries began over and over again. Your damp hair from your shower this morning not drying but freezing to your bitten skin. You learned about this phenomenon in your science and health classes.

Hypothermia.

Frostbite.

You wouldn't be able to look Ren in the eyes if he made you lose a limb from this cold.

Your punishment had to be over, right?

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short and sweet as we get back in, here's the link to Window Panes, and the sequel Broken Pieces.

[j-august]

It was still so new that the modern flat-roofed buildings, winners of several awards from the Guild of Architects, hadn't even begun to let in water and shed window panes in a breeze.

Terry Pratchett, The Truth

[yellownly]

fogged-up autumn windows