#Bedroom Furniture & Sets UK

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What Type of Bedroom Furniture Should One Have?

The bedroom furniture sets UK has a plethora of furniture items for a bedroom. A nightstand is a sturdy stand with a lamp, an alarm clock and a vase. The average height of a nightstand is usually at par with the top of the mattress. They are made of a high-end variety of wood, such as pine, oak or mahogany.

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Bedroom furniture includes beds, dressers, nightstands, armoires, headboards, and vanity tables. It also may include benches, desks, chairs, and mirrors. Some bedroom furniture sets come with matching pieces to create a complete look.

The first thing you will need to do is to decide what type of bed you want. There are a variety of different beds available, such as traditional beds, platform beds, storage beds, and loft beds. Each type of bed has its own unique features and benefits, so it's important to consider what type of bed is best suited to your lifestyle and needs.

 Once you have decided on a type of bed, consider the size of the bed, the materials it is made from, the type of mattress you would like, and other features such as built-in storage and headboards. Once you have decided on a bed, you will need to measure your room and purchase the appropriate mattress and bed frame.  If you are purchasing a storage bed, you must also decide what type of storage options you would like, such as drawers, shelves, and baskets. Finally, consider any special features that you may want, such as a trundle bed or a canopy bed.

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Here's an extremely unique home for sale in Devon, UK. Built in 2017, it has 5bd and is priced at €1.950M / $2.122M.

According to the listing, this house is under offer, so somebody must like it.

I'm not too crazy about the exterior design, but the interior doesn't look like anything out of the ordinary.

It has an open concept living space with a sitting area, dining area, and kitchen. The shape of the ceiling conforms to the exterior of the house. It's nice and bright inside.

Each area has its own doors to go outside.

The curved cabinetry gives the kitchen a retro feel, and the color and design of heavy 1950s metal office furniture. Also, the counters look like laminate.

Instead of halls, it has very open passages to the bedrooms with lots of natural light from windows.

This is nice, it looks kind of park-like.

I think that this is the main bd. It's a narrow space with the bed meant to face the window and there's space for a home office with a door to the terrace.

One of the other bedrooms is similarly narrow and also has a door to the terrace.

The terrace goes around the house and is just wide enough for lawn chairs.

Looking at the home from above, gives the shape of a modern sculpture.

The house comes with a lot of land- 7.6 acres.

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Straight To My Head

I want to be where you are

Summary: All Nesta wants is to live outside of London in peace. She would like nothing more than days filled with books and quiet- a dream made impossible by the Scotsman determined to relive past battle glories on her front lawn

Big thanks to @dustjacketmusings who gave me the idea of LARP-ing Cassian, and @the-lonelybarricade for being my UK consultant once again.

Part 1/2: I Want To Be Where You Are | Read AO3

Six months before:

“Your Uncle Rupert has died.”

Nesta didn’t bother looking up from her book, despite how terribly rude it was to read at the dinner table. Beside her, Feyre was scrolling through her phone, a frown pinching her face. It left only Elain to set her spoon neatly against a folded napkin and ask, “Uncle Rupert?”

“He was your mothers uncle,” their father replied, drawing both Nesta and Feyre’s attention toward him. He looked absurd in his polo get up, an aging man trying desperately hard to fit in. He reminded her of the girls from school and their lack of personality outside of whatever the latest trend was. It was all terribly boring. 

And so was he. 

“Oh. How terribly tragic,” Elain, ever dutiful, waited to see if there was anything else expected of her. Nesta knew Elain well, and though she was far too polite to ever show it, she cared just as little as Feyre and Nesta did. 

“He’s left you girls an inheritance,” their father continued, drawing a soft sigh of annoyance from Feyre. 

“Oh?” Elain questioned, examining her immaculate nails that held the garishly ugly diamond Graysen had given her. Nesta was biding her time, certain her younger sister would realize was a dull, preening asshole he was and call it off…but just in case, Nesta also intended to throw Elain an intervention under the guise of a bachelorette party. 

She had time. At least a year.

Maybe more, depending on what this inheritance was.

“Castles. Three castles—one for each of you.”

“Why would he do that?” Feyre asked bluntly, echoing both Nesta and Elain’s thoughts. Their father only shrugged.

“Perhaps he was hoping to elevate the three of you.”

Nesta scoffed. Of course their father would think so. All he cared about was more. More money, more power—more than they could ever need, could ever use. Nesta wanted no part of it. 

“Where are these castles, exactly?” Nesta asked, finally setting her book down to look him dead in the face. 

“I think I’ll turn mine into a bed and breakfast,” Elain murmured, eyes shining as she mentally began planning.

“You don’t even know where it is,” Feyre interrupted. “What if it's crumbling? What if it’s in the middle of nowhere or what if it’s filled with ghosts. What if—”

“Feyre,” Elain interrupted, eyes wide. “It’ll be fine. I’m sure we weren’t given the crumbling wreckage of some haunted estate.”

Now:

Famous last words. 

Nesta often thought of Elain’s certainty. While Feyre and Elain began remodeling, Nesta hadn’t needed to. Of the three, hers was in the best condition, though it needed a heating source outside of fireplaces, and she’d used the money their uncle had also left for renovations to revamp the electric.

After that, Nesta had wasted all of the rest of that obscene allowance on furniture and art, furnishings for the bedrooms, the bathrooms, the kitchen—and the library. Nesta had poured so much time and attention into her library that some nights she fell asleep in the oversized white chair just beside the window. 

She’d never imagined herself anywhere but London.

Now she was certain she’d never go back. She’d fallen in love with the solitude, with the Scottish Highlands and the town that existed at the base of the hillside her castle had been built upon. It was as old as the stones themselves, and the people were far nicer than anyone in London on their best day. 

Nesta would often walk down the steep pathway where she’d have lunch in the little tavern and buy a book at the shop, which was well-stocked with romance, before making her way to the loch where she’d fall asleep on a blanket, reading the new book she’d purchased. 

It was exactly like one of her stories.

Save for him, of course.

All books needed a romantic hero. A man who was both handsome and interesting. Cassian MacDougall was certainly the first—at least six foot five and built like a warrior of old, with dark brown hair that hung against broad shoulders, and hazel eyes that were more brown than green. 

Not that Nesta was paying that much attention. Not of the closely trimmed beard against the sharp cut of his jaw. Certainly not of his tattooed arms and chest, which were often bare, his golden brown skin gleaming with sweat given he so often forewent a shirt. He did wear a kilt—a red and blue plaid that offered a rather nice view of his muscled knees.

The problem with Cassian was his personality. Before she’d moved in, Cassian had taken to staging loud battles on her front lawn—it was, apparently, the sight of a very famous Scottish victory in some long forgotten battle against the English. 

Nesta had merely asked him to stop doing it so close to her window. She wasn’t even unreasonable the first time. 

Could you move further down the hill? She’d asked him, intimidated by his largeness, by how obscenely handsome he was.

He’d shot her a grin, and then turned to his friends. “Did ye hear that, lads?! The Englishwoman wants us to clear out!”Everyone had laughed, and Nesta had been humiliated. 

Now it was a battle of the wills between them. The nearby town of Killin was swarmed with tourists during the Spring and Summer months, and Cassian made some of his money by taking tourists on a trip through Scottish history—or so Emerie, the woman who owned the local grocery store, had told Nesta. Spring had officially arrived just that morning, and Nesta was wholly unprepared for the sounds of violence wafting through the open windows. 

She was going to kill him. It wasn’t even eight in the morning. Rising from her chair in the empty dining room table, Nesta marched through the quiet halls of her castle. Had her uncle known about this when he’d given her this cursed place? Had she angered him once when she’d been a child?

Nesta didn’t know how to reconcile her love of her home with her hatred of Cassian. He was just as willful, just as stubborn, and perhaps worst of all, determined to push her out. 

She’d embarrass him right back. She swore she would. If he’d taken money from people and led them up here, she’d ruin his reputation on Yelp, too. She’d read them—just to know how best to ruin him—and everyone liked Cassian. 

Everyone but her.

He was there, in his kilt and a sword and, mercifully, a breezy white shirt. He’d brought all his friends with him, some dressed in the stuffy red and white uniforms that had once belonged to the English. They had bayonets attached to guns, none of it sharp enough to wound, and somehow, someone had managed to roll a replica cannon onto the immaculate grass. 

She froze, heart hammering at the sheer scale of what was happening—it was fake, and yet her brain and body reacted as though it were real. Not far from her, an Englishman fell to the ground with a groan, clutching at this chest before going utterly silent. 

Nesta couldn’t take her eyes off him. Memories of her mothers death flooded through her, as vivid as the battle raging around her. No one else had been in the room when her mother took those last, rattling breaths but Nesta, who had been only eleven. Nesta had spent those six months caring for their mother while she fell victim to aggressive, incurable cancer. Back then, she hadn’t understood that it would take far more than her love and devotion to save her mother. 

Elain and Feyre had been too young to take on that burden, and their father too buried and work and grief. It left only Nesta to witness death, to be there in the final last moments. 

She’d refused to speak about it, and rarely allowed herself to even think about death. Something had solidified that day, had become hard and Nesta’s will was unbreakable.

And right then, in the early morning sun, she felt it fracture. Just a little, just enough to empty out her mind. Nesta forgot why she’d gone out in the first place, or what she was doing until warm, strong hands lifted her up in the air and began moving her.

A breath of fear wooshed out of her, palms slapping against a muscular back. Cassian—his shirt plastered to his sweat soaked skin—was carrying her across the grounds as he announced, “And we’d take any English lass for our own!” 

Revulsion flooded through her. 

“Put me down!” she ordered, afraid he was going to accidentally flash a crowd of tourists with her underwear. 

Cassian did as he was told, grinning ear to ear. “Everyone applaud for Lady Nesta. She’s a good sport, playing the part of stuffy English broad.”

Tourists in fanny packs, Hawaiian shirts, and thick socks to their knees, offered her a round of polite clapping. She’d come here to humiliate him, and as he so often did, it was Cassian who’d gained the upper hand. Nesta tried to turn, to leave him there, but his hand shot around her waist, holding her firmly against him. 

He rattled off battle facts for a solid ten minutes, fingers digging against the fabric of her blue maxi dress. It was only when he finished, and one of his friends began herding people toward the path that Cassian turned to face her.

Nesta’s heart raced. “What do ye think ye’re doing?” he demanded, dropping his hand as though she disgusted him. 

“Me?” she replied, adopting an imperiously cold tone in order to mask her own fear. “This is my home, Cassian.”

He scoffed. “For how long, Nes?”

She hated when he called her that. Hated the familiar, intimate nickname of the fact he’d given her one at all. No one had ever dared. 

“Excuse me?” she demanded.

He flinched as if she’d slapped him. “How long,” he repeated, enunciating his words with that faux British accent she hated. He was forever mocking her. “How long before you pack up and move out? Another couple months?”

“I’ll be here forever,” Nesta hissed, hoping he believed her. “I’ll be chasing your children off this lawn one day.”

Cassian’s laugh was humorless. “Oh, I believe ye will. I hope ye’re ready for that. I intend tae be prolific.”

“You’d have to find a willing woman, first,” she replied, holding his stare. “And from what I’ve seen, they don’t find you charming. I wonder why that is?”

“So concerned about my bedroom habits, are ye?”

She’d kill him. “What’s to be concerned about? A man in love with his hand is terribly common.”

Cassian took a step toward her, staring down his nose. He was terribly handsome, a brutal prince with that scar slashed over his thick eyebrow and those eyes that she swore saw right through her.

“If ye want to know what I’m like in bed, ye only have to ask.”

“I don’t fuck animals,” Nesta snapped, praying he couldn’t tell how quickly her heart was beating. She turned, not daring to continue this conversation. It was far too dangerous. 

Nesta made it all of two steps before his fingers curled around her wrist, turning her so roughly she stumbled into his chest. Nesta inhaled without thinking, drinking the scent of snow capped wind and cedar and the way the sun smelled against the salt of his skin.

She reached with her free hand and slapped him as hard as she could, right against his jaw. 

“Don’t ever touch me again,” she ordered. Cassian’s eyes widened, dropping her as he reached for the blooming mark of red against his skin. 

Nesta marched off, though it hardly felt like victory. She was certain she’d lost far more than just her side of that argument. Cassian’s booming laughter chased her back in doors, where Nesta remained even after he returned that afternoon. 

She couldn’t face him.

And she certainly couldn’t face herself—or her memories.

-*-

“I heard a rumor about ye,” Emerie called as Nesta browsed the shelves of her shop. 

“Oh?” Nesta replied, putting a bag of pasta in her little shopping basket.

“I heard Cassian made ye part of his reenactment last week.”

A groan slipped from Nesta before she could stifle it. “Bragging, is he?”

Emerie’s laugh was a pretty sound. “Of course. He’s tae stupid to realize the reason ye bother him so much is because he has a crush on ye. Like a schoolboy tugging on yer braids.”

“Gross,” Nesta responded. Though, Emerie had grown up with Cassian. Surely she could shed light on why he was so…so…Cassian? “Why is he single?”

Emerie’s brown eyes danced with delight. “Thinking about him, tae?”

“Nope. Just curious, that’s all.”

“Of course. Who wouldn’t be curious? Maybe ye should ask him. I’m sure he’d tell ye all about it…maybe over candlelight and—”

“Okay, that’s quite enough,” Nesta grumbled to more laughter. She collected the rest of her groceries while Emerie filled her in on gossip that didn’t center around Cassian, before bidding her a good day. Nesta had never had true friends, and wasn’t sure if Emerie could even be counted as one. She might have, if Nesta could muster the courage to ask her to do something—anything. 

But she couldn’t. So Nesta left knowing a little more about the people of Killin and the sense that some of her loneliness was self-imposed. She couldn’t even pretend it was her mothers death that had made her cold. Even as a child, no one had wanted to play with her. None of the other children liked her. 

“Ah, mo chridhe,” Cassian called, jogging up the path that led from the edge of the village toward the castle. “I’ve been looking for ye.”

“I can’t see why,” Nesta sniffed, even as Cassian pulled her heavy canvas bag filled with her groceries and slung it over his broad shoulder. “Do you intend to hold my groceries hostage, too?”

“I’ve come to talk with ye,” he replied, one hand thrown up in defense. “About business.”

“I have no business with you.”

“C’mon, Nes,” he pleaded, drawing her attention toward him. “I’ve been staging battles at Killin Castle for five years now.”

“There is land all around you, Cassian. Surely you can move it.”

“Aye, I could, but the castle adds a certain majesty. And it allows me tae charge more—hold on, don’t look at me like that. I’ll give ye a percentage for your trouble.”

“Fifty percent.”

“Take my fucking balls too,” he grumbled. “Thirty.”

“Thirty percent of your total profits just so you can pretend to kill the English on my lawn?” Nesta asked, arching a brow. 

“Forty if ye let me haul you off again.”

“Absolutely not.”

“Fine. Thirty it is, then. In exchange, ye’ll leave me be while I’m working—”

“And you’ll stay further away from the windows,” Nesta replied, pausing to both catch her breath and stare him down. Cassian didn’t seem winded at all, lovely beneath a waning sun.

“Fine.”

“And I want a schedule,” she said, hands on her hips.

“Anything else? My fucking cock and balls on a silver tray, tae?”

“You can keep those,” she sniffed, not wanting to think of either. Cassian didn’t protest, didn’t offer her a filthy remark. He was grinning, as if he’d gotten everything he wanted. Nesta hated to see him so happy.

“This is time limited, Cassian. Just until the summer is over. And then I want you gone. Out of my life.”

“It’s a small town, Nes,” he replied with mock solemnity. “I cannae leave.”

“You can avoid me.”

“What makes ye think I’d want that?”

Having reached the top of the hill, and the end of her patience, Nesta reached for her bag. Cassian pulled just out of reach, eyes searching her own. She didn’t like the look of contemplation on his face, or how serious he’d suddenly become. 

“What about what I want, Cassian? Which is peace, and a moment free of the chaos you drag with you.”

“Ye might like it, mo chridhe.”

Nesta glared. “We could have had an amicable relationship months ago. This is all we have now, Cassian. Give me my things.”

He handed her the bag with a rueful smile. “It’s a pleasure working with ye.”

“If only I could say the same, Cassian.”

He merely grinned, which annoyed her more. She took off, daring only once to glance over her shoulder. Cassian remained at the top of the hill, his dark hair blowing around his face while he watched her. He raised a hand in a wave, one Nesta did not return. She didn’t trust this new, helpful Cassian.

Whatever angle he was working would only hurt her if she chose to believe it.

Nesta had learned that lesson with Tomas not a year before.

Nesta wasn’t going to learn it again. 

-*- 

The thing about Cassian, Nesta learned, was that he woke early. He scheduled his mock battles every day at nine am like clockwork. Nesta was rarely up that early and no matter how she tried, could not fall back asleep. He’d taped his schedule to her front door rather than knock and wake her up, which detailed a seven day schedule in which he reenacted two battles monday through friday, and four on saturday and sunday. It seemed brutal, and yet when he came by, sweaty and grinning that Sunday night with a check, Nesta stopped complaining. 

If that was thirty percent, no wonder Cassian had been adamant about continuing. Nesta tucked it away, strangely uncomfortable with taking his money. All through spring, Cassian faithfully left money in the little mailbox, and from April to June, Nesta did her very best to avoid him entirely. 

She was avoiding everyone. Even herself. Most days, Nesta left her phone uncharged so she didn’t have to see the incoming messages from Elain. Elain, planning her wedding and somehow managing to deal with what seemed like an incredibly irritable tenant of the castle she’d been left, still checked in. Still asked after her—still wanted to know what had happened to chase Nesta out of London so abruptly.

The joke about becoming a bog witch had never meant to shape her reality. Sometimes she wondered if Elain hadn’t heard. If she didn’t know about Tomas, what he’d said.

What he’d tried to do. 

As the weather warmed, and more people flooded into the town, Nesta retreated further into the castle where no one could see her. The mere idea of going out filled Nesta with trembling fear. There was too much left to chance, too much chaos and in response, Nesta found herself practically eating in the library. It was the only place that felt safe anymore.

That. And somehow, Cassian, who’d begun knocking on the front door to offer her up money.

She made her way through the open grand hall, eyeing cobwebs clinging to the overhead chandelier. She needed to find someone who could do some cleaning for her.

Nesta pulled open the old, iron handle to find Cassian, his hair half pulled off his head in a messy bun. He was in his kilt, a stable given how often he played the battle warrior, though it was paired with a plain black t-shirt that showed off both his bulging biceps and his collarbone, teased by the little vee just in the front.

“For ye,” he said, holding out an envelope. As she reached for it, Cassian ducked around her, stepping onto the stone floor. He whistled with appreciation.

“I’ve always wondered what this place looked like.” “It looks like a castle,” Nesta replied, the door still open. “Get out.”

Cassian looked her over. “Are ye eating up here?”

“How is that any of your concern?” she asked, hating how her cheeks warmed under his appraisal.

“Emerie said ye aren’t coming down as often. She’s worried about ye, asked me tae check in. I’m checking, Nes. You look tired.”

“You wake me up early,” she replied, though they both knew that wasn’t it.

Cassian’s eyes narrowed. “Did something happen?”

“Nope. I’m perfectly fine. I’ll see Emerie—”

“Why not let me buy ye something tae eat?” he suggested. “At tae Ensnaring Snake. A pint and something else? Whatever ye want.”

“I don’t need your charity, Cassian. I can have a drink without your leering presence.”

“Ah, but what fun would it be without me?” he asked, a roguish grin on his face. “Come down. Even if ye ignore me the entire time.”

There was no way.

“Unless,” he added casually, unaware of how her heart thudded in her throat. “Ye’re scared.”

“I’m not scared!” Nesta snapped. “Now get out, Cassian!”

“Anything, mo chridhe,” he replied, all but sauntering out. She might have believed his swaggering, male bravado, had he not turned to look at her with those worried eyes. It prompted her, once the door was slammed shut in his face, to go up to the bathroom. She supposed she had gotten a little thinner…and the circles beneath her eyes had become far more pronounced. She was paler, too, though she could blame that on avoiding the sun. Nesta couldn’t remember the last time she’d drank any water.

Or eaten a vegetable.

She showered, braiding her hair in a crown around her head like she so often did. Her hands shook as she buttoned up a pale purple dress and laced up her shoes. She couldn’t bring herself to put on make-up, or do anything else that might draw attention to herself. 

You’re so fuckint hot, Nesta. You know it, don’t you, with those eyes—those tits—

Nesta wanted to scream. Hand frozen on the handle, she almost turned around. Tomas’s voice, the feel of him pressed against her, how he’d—no. She took a breath, cleared her throat, and marched out into the waning sunlight. There was no way Nesta would let Cassian think she was afraid of going outside.

Even if he was right.

It wasn’t the outdoors that made her nervous. It was all the people, it was the things she couldn’t control. 

By the time she made it down the hill and into the center of the village, Emerie had closed up for the day. A little handwritten note told Nesta exactly where she was. 

The Ensnaring Snake. 

It had Cassian written all over it. Still, despite how it made her palms sweat, Nesta very carefully made her way toward the tavern she’d once enjoyed eating in. Back when there was no one but familiar faces and the streets were mostly empty.

Now it was packed. Nesta pushed the door open just enough to see Cassian at the far end of he room, head thrown back with laughter at something someone at the table had said. His hair was loose, and he’d foregone the kilt for a pair of regular jeans. He looked so normal—and of course he had friends. She didn’t know why that surprised her. She didn’t know why the sight of a rather pretty blonde running her finger over his bare arm made Nesta back out of the doorway.

Why she suddenly felt so stupid. She hadn’t come for him. 

She didn’t care about him. 

“Hey!” 

Nesta ignored the male voices behind her—and the jarring, American accents that seemed so wildly out of place. Arms wrapped around her body, she meant to trudge back home and pretend none of this had happened. 

“Hey,” that voice called, dragging the sound of heavy steps over cobblestone with it. A moment later, a hand was on Nesta’s shoulder. She jumped nearly out of her skin, twisting to look at three unfamiliar faces. Each of them reeked of whiskey, and were likely looking for more fun than the village had to offer. “Where are you going?”

“Don’t touch me,” she ordered, earning snickering laughs. 

“Or what?” the first, a bleach blonde with a pair of sunglasses clipped to his t-shirt, asked. “We’re just being nice.”

“Oh? Is this considered polite, where you’re from?”

More laughter. Nesta’s heart raced even as she told herself nothing was going to happen. They were having a laugh at her expense but they’d slink off when they realized they were getting nowhere.

“We could be much more polite,” that first step, lunging forward. Nesta stumbled back, falling to the ground and bashing her elbow against the rough cobblestone. Pain ricocheted through her while her eyes smarted. More humiliation, brought low by men she hated. 

Nesta scrambled back to her feet, turning without looking at any of them.

“Aw, sweetheart, come back,” they called, laughing loudly. Nesta started to turn for the castle, thinking she’d race up the hill and lock herself up until morning came. 

But they were still behind her, trailing after her while whistling and making other little sounds with their tongues and teeth. Cassian could crest that hill without breaking a sweat, but Nesta was slow—they’d catch her.

She sped up, trying to think of where she could go. Panic was making her clumsy, was making her stupid. She should have turned around and gone back into the tavern where anyone could see. Emerie was in there, she would have helped. 

Instead, Nesta picked up her steps, hoping they’d get tired of following her when they realized she was heading out of the village. And when they didn’t—when they tried to get closer—Nesta took off running. 

They followed, their shadows jumping ahead even as the sun vanished over the hillside. Nesta could only hear her pounding feet and her nervous heart. She was heading for the loch, the absolute worst place to be given there was unlikely to be anywhere out there. Just her, a body of water, and three very drunk tourists looking to have fun at her expense. 

Nesta slowed, trying to figure out her next move.

“Tired, babe?” One of them called.

“I can think of something else that’ll tire her out,” another replied. Nesta was inching closer and closer to the dock, wondering if she could swim far enough out that they’d finally leave. Or if that was stupid, and they’d just jump in after her where she’d be well and truly fucked. 

She couldn’t go past them. Glancing over her shoulder saw the three of them walking in a solid line. They’d catch her. 

“Please stop,” one of them called, jogging after her. Nesta surged forward, her feet touching the dock before she felt those fingers on her arm again. “Why are you running?”

She wanted to die. “You’re chasing me.”

“You don’t have to run. We don’t want to hurt you,” he lied, his eyes absolutely betraying him. She’d seen that look before, had watched another man’s gaze dip below her chin, taking in her body, wondering what it would feel like to just have her, regardless of her own feelings on the matter.

“Take your hands off me.”

The other two laughed and laughed. “Or what?”

“Or—”

“Or I’ll kill ye,” came another, familiar voice. Nesta could have sobbed at the sound, had never been happier than she was just then to see Cassian strolling up, deceptively casual. He cocked his head, dark hair spilling around him as he waited.

That first man looked from Cassian to Nesta and then, with a smile that clearly said he thought Cassian was outmatched, replied, “Oh? She’s yours?”

Cassian didn’t smile. “Find out.”

Nesta was so busy watching Cassian  that she’d stopped watching the others. She didn’t see that hand shove toward her, didn’t realize he’d decided to call Cassian’s bluff until she stumbled backwards. 

She hit the water with a choked scream. She flailed for a moment, twisting around before pushing upward. The water was dark, was colder than she’d expected, though not so cold she couldn’t still think straight. 

She broke the surface a moment before she heard a splash, and then felt him, arms around her.

“Don’t hit me,” Cassian warned breathlessly.

“Where did they go?” Nesta demanded, letting Cassian drag her back to the dock. He hoisted her up effortlessly before joining her. Water sluiced off him, though he hardly seemed to notice. His eyes burned, and when he reached for her, she saw his knuckles were bloody and had begun to swell and bruise.

“They’re gone,” he said tightly. He swallowed some unnamed emotion, looking her over.

“Unharmed,” she said, resisting the urge to draw her knees up to her chest. Instead, Nesta gingerly rose to her feet, weighed down by the heavy fabric of her dress and her wounded pride. 

“I saw ye,” he said, following her up. “In the tavern. I saw ye come in and I—”

He’d followed her. Nesta might have asked him why another night. Might have berated him for thinking she’d want his attention. Instead, Nesta forced herself to take a breath.

“Will you walk me home?”

Cassian swallowed again. “Yeah. I—is this my fault, Nes?”

“No, Cassian,” she said, suddenly exhausted. 

“I was trying to rile ye up. Get ye out of that castle. I feel like…”

“It’s not your fault,” she repeated. 

It’s mine, she nearly added, though she kept it behind her teeth.

“Why didnae ye run home, mo chridhe? Why’d ye come out here?”

“The hill,” she whispered, trying so hard not to let him see how rattled she was. Cassian looked down, eyebrows raised with surprise. 

“Can I show ye something?”

And right then, Nesta would have let Cassian do anything he liked so long as he didn’t leave her.

“Sure.”

“Cassian,” Nesta began when he opened the door to the Ensnaring Snake.

“Trust me,” he replied, placing a careful hand on her bruised elbow. Inside, music and laughter flooded Nesta’s senses, and for a moment she expected him to lead her back to his table. She almost wanted him to, though she was in no mood to make conversation. It might have been nice to hear him introduce her to his friends, to sit her down and buy her that pint like he’d promised.

He wove in and out of the tables, nodding when people called his name. His touch was light—careful. Like he knew better than to do any more.

Like he knew what she didn’t like about it. 

There was no way to explain to him that his touch had never bothered her. She’d have to tell him that she noticed his eyes, how they stayed on her face. How even when he’d been surveying her that morning, he’d been looking with concern—not desire. Not lewd appreciation. And how even when Cassian was manhandling her, his hands never went anywhere inappropriate, though it would have been all too easy for him to cop a feel and play it off like an accident.

She wondered if he even realized it. 

Cassian took her around the back of the bar, pulling open an old, wooden door that clearly led to a cellar.

“Cassian,” Nesta tried again.

“Trust me,” he repeated. Nesta opened her mouth to tell him she didn’t trust him at all. But she could see his swollen knuckles from the corner of her eye, and thought of how quick he must have been to hit them hard enough to hurt himself and jump into the water after her. He hadn’t had to do either. He could have left her. Could have walked away.

So Nesta followed him down into the musty dark, wishing she could grab his arm. 

“I used tae come here when I was wee,” Cassian explained, leading her around packing boxes and crates toward another, sturdier door. “You’ll still have to go uphill, but it takes ye right to the castle.”

Nesta was still sopping wet, exhausted and wrung out. She looked up at him, wanting him to go with her. She couldn’t ask.

“Thank you,” she said instead, turning toward that dark.

“I’ll see ye up,” Cassian said gruffly.

And together, they plunged into that darkness. 

-*-

“What do you mean, married?” Nesta demanded, phone to her ear as she stomped out of the bookshop. “How can she marry a fictional man?” “He’s not fictional,” came Elain’s patient voice. “I looked him up. Rhysand Campbell is a Duke. I guess that’s why she kept such a tight lid on him back home.”“A Duke? For Feyre?!” Nesta spluttered, trying to imagine wild, carefree Feyre marrying into ancient, outdated royalty. She’d always expected that of Elain, if anyone. 

“I’m going to meet him next week, so I’ll let you know. But he seems very accomplished, and he’s quite handsome.”

“Is she sure?” Nesta asked, not thinking about her path until she was already on it. “Marriage is just so…”

She trailed off, remembering that Elain was engaged. Hell. She hadn’t meant to insult her, though the tense, following silence made Nesta think she had. “How er…how is that going?”

“I called it off,” Elain finally said, her voice strange and small. “Just yesterday.”

“Did he do something?” Nesta demanded, readjusting the blanket she was caring beneath her arm. “Because I’ll kill him—”

“It’s all handled,” Elain assured her quickly. “I don’t expect him to give me any trouble.”

“What does that mean? Handled how?” Nesta demanded. Elain was so nice it practically made her a doormat. Nesta didn’t believe for a single second that Elain had truly handled anything, and wondered if the engagement had been called off for infidelity. Graysen wouldn’t give her trouble because he’d already moved on.

“Drop it, Nesta,” Elain replied firmly. 

“Fine. But if you need help—”

“I don’t. Everything here is fine. How are you doing? Did you ever get rid of that guy role playing on your lawn?”

Nesta started to say that she and Cassian had reached a truce of sorts, which wasn’t quite the truth and not exactly a lie, either. Instead, Nesta said, “Erm…let me call you back.” Because there, in the middle of the glittering water, stood a very shirtless, possibly naked Cassian. Gleaming in the sunlight, his head tipped back so the rays might warm his face. He didn’t look real and Nesta didn’t know what to do. 

He wasn’t alone. Along the shore, children splashed and kicked up water while others floated around him, oblivious to what Nesta was seeing. She wondered what the whorling, inked tattoos on his shoulders and chest meant.

And as she wondered, her eyes drifted down the packed muscles against his ribs, toward the carved vee of his hips. Nesta could scarcely breathe, had forgotten what she was supposed to be doing until her eyes came back to his face.

He was looking at her, too. Shit eating grin etched over his handsome face, one hand raised upward to beckon her to join him.

Hell.

Nesta turned, embarrassed she’d been caught ogling him. She would not submit to any of his humiliating taunts or those burning eyes that promised far more than Nesta thought she wanted. Of course, Cassian couldn’t bask in his victory, of knowing some diseased part of her was attracted to him, despite their strange push-pull between animosity and friendship. He was behind her in a pair of bright red swim trunks and nothing else, jogging up the path while Nesta tried desperately to escape him. 

“Why are ye leaving?” he asked, running a hand through his still wet hair. “Come swim.”

“No, thank you,” she replied. “I just remembered—”

“Oh, bullshit, mo chridhe,” he replied. “There is nothing to do but sit up at that miserable stack of rocks. Swim with me.”

“I don’t want to.”

“Okay, then do something else with me,” he replied.

“Why would I do that?” she asked, rounding on him. That was a mistake. Cassian was far closer than she thought, and when she stopped, he kept going. He kept her from tumbling backward, wrapping a slick around her and pressing her into his chest.

She hated how good it felt to touch him. To feel him hold her, to keep her close for a moment before he let her go.

“Why not?” he asked, strangely breathless. “Ye’ve been here half a year—don’t ye want friends?”

“Is that what we are?” she asked, distracted by how close he was, by how nearly naked he was. It took no effort to try and picture what the rest of him might be like…and it would have been a lie to say she wasn’t curious if all of him was large. 

“Yes?” he asked, clearly frustrated. “I thought so.”

“I don’t want to swim,” she repeated, though in truth, Nesta didn’t want to do anything with him right now. It was too risky to be alone with him. She’d touch him, she’d get on her knees and do any number of terrible, filthy things to him. Nesta couldn’t breathe. She needed to escape him. 

“Something else?” he asked, not moving an inch. His eyes were glazed over, staring right through her. Nesta blinked.

“I er…another day, Cass.”

“Yeah,” he agreed, his chest rising and falling rapidly. “I should—” he turned abruptly. Had she upset him? Nesta watched him for a moment before she turned, too, unwilling to get caught staring at him again. Nesta didn’t allow herself to think of him at all. For the rest of the day, every time the image of him standing in the water, Nesta banished it quickly and busied herself in some other task.

Right up until night fell, and she could crawl into bed.

Only then did Nesta allow herself to think about Cassian. 

-*-

“Rhysand is missing,” Elain whispered to Nesta. Nesta, still guarding the door where Feyre was speaking with a Duke, turned to look at her sister, eyes wide.

“I’ll kill him,” Nesta hissed, biting her bottom lip.

“His friends are here,” Elain said, running through a mental list of guests. “I’ll see if they know where he is. Don’t move,” Elain added, finger in the air.

“This whole thing is a disaster,” Nesta grumbled, hating the pitying look Elain threw her. Nesta knew, realistically, that Elain had done her best with the guest list and she was terrible at telling their father no. And Elain had called ahead of time to warn Nesta that the Mandray’s had secured an invitation.

Everyone wanted to see Feyre Archeron marry a Duke. Social parasites and other hanger-oners had flooded into the lovely castle all day, marveling over the architecture and hoping to rub elbows with real royalty.

Nesta didn’t think Elain had managed to get anyone but Duke Campbell, just as she didn’t think Feyre was aware her wedding had turned into the event of the year. Nesta was desperate to avoid the majority of London, and planned to catch a ride back with Elain in the morning. Just to the train station—she’d make the rest of the way back on her own, even if she had to walk. 

There was no way she was spending a weekend with Tomas Mandray.

Elain returned, accompanied by a familiar, grinning face. “Well, well, well,” Cassian said, running his hand down a buttoned down, black shirt. He wore that red and blue kilt and black socks that came up over his knees, a sporran around his hips.

“Do you two know each other?” Elain asked.

“This is the gentleman roleplaying on my lawn,” Nesta said. The man beside him, dressed identically, though his kilt was primarily blue plaid. 

“Role-playing, Cass?” he asked.

“This is Cassian?” Elain replied, eyebrows raised to the sky.

“Have ye been talking about me?” Cassian asked Nesta with a lopsided smile. “What else does she say?”

“That you’re exceptionally obnoxious,” Elain replied, earning a laugh from the other man.

“All true,” he murmured, before adding, “Azriel.”

They were given no more time for pleasantries before Feyre emerged, flushed and practically glowing. She didn’t seem concerned that her fiancé was missing—only annoyed. Elain ordered them to split up, which Azriel did without complaint—but Cassian did not.

“Fancy seeing you here,” he said just as soon as Elain and Azriel were out of earshot. “I didnae know Feyre was yer sister. I should have guessed, I supposed, given what a hard time she’s given my brother.”

“Good for her,” Nesta replied before adding, “Brother?”

“Not in tae biblical sense. Rhys and I met when he was at a posh boarding school and trying to buy whiskey on the weekend.”

“Let me guess—you sold him the whiskey.”

“Ye know me so well, mo chridhe,” he said with a grin. “Been inseparable ever since.”

“Then why is he missing?” she demanded. Cassian pulled open a closet door, revealing a mop that fell to the floor with a loud clatter. 

There was no humor on Cassian’s face as he knelt to pick it up. “He doesn’t think he’s worthy.”

Nesta didn’t know how to take that, how to possibly respond. She didn’t know any man that had ever put a woman above himself. The idea that Rhysand would have left because he thought her sister could do? better was an anomaly. Unheard of. 

“I’ll bet they’re outside,” Nesta said after a moment. Cassian caught her by the arm, holding her still.

“Maybe they don’t want tae be found just yet,” he murmured, that burning back in his eyes.

“Cass—”

“Nesta?”

She wanted to die at the sound of that voice. Those brown eyes, that sharp, sneering face and that lean body pressed into an elegant suit. Cassian turned, looking Tomas up and down with such keen awareness on his face. She could read his every expression, the oh, I understand now. 

But he didn’t.

Nesta started to inch closer to Cassian, who, of course, immediately noticed. He took her hand in his, raising it to his lips, and ghosted a kiss against her knuckles. It was so obviously a claiming and a threat, all at once.

“Hi, Tomas.”

“I didn’t think you’d be here.”

“For my sister's wedding?” she asked archly. “I’m surprised you’re here.”

Cassian raised his brows.

“Of course I am,” he replied, staring her down with those dead, soulless eyes. “Your father said I was the son he never had.”

Cassian started to take a step forward, stopped only by Nesta’s vicious squeeze of his hand. 

“He’s still so terribly disappointed by how things happened. What, exactly, did you tell him?”

Nesta wanted to die. “Nothing,” she managed, her heart pounding in her throat. Cassian watched this power struggle—did he understand what was happening? 

“We should get together the next time you’re in London,” Tomas said, eyes flicking to Cassian with distaste. As if Cassian couldn’t have broken him clean in two. As if Cassian was someone beneath him. “Carter.”

Cassian offered an edged smile. “Hackit.”

Nesta snorted, pressing her hand against her lips. Tomas narrowed his eyes, but kept moving without insulting her. Nesta imagined he, too, realized the danger Cassian presented. Even without those swollen, bloodied knuckles, Cassian looked like a man who could fight. 

“Want tae tell me what that was about?” Cassian asked the second Tomas slipped down the hall.

“Of course not,” she snapped, wrenching her hand from his. “Don’t kiss me again.”

“No? Are ye sure about that? Because I saw ye at the loch—”

“You didn’t see anything,” Nesta insisted, heart hammering. Her two worlds were colliding unforgivably. Cassian and Tomas were not supposed to exist together, and seeing Cassian, in his kilt, call Tomas ugly in his suit, had managed to tie Nesta up in knots.

“Don’t go out there,” Cassian complained when Nesta stepped onto the lawn, still rain soaked from a recent storm. “Yer gonna ruin yer dress!”

“FEYRE!” she yelled, mostly to convince Cassian to stop talking. 

“Ye cannae end every conversation ye don’t like by running off. I’m not going anywhere, mo chridhe come back—”

Cassian hauled Nesta up over his shoulder before she could take another step.

“Cassian! Put me down!”

“No,” he replied easily, walking her back to the house. “They’ll return when they’re ready.”

“Cassian,” she pleaded. He set her back to her feet, catching that note of desperation in her voice before she had to beg, though his body blocked her path further into the castle. 

“What did he do to ye, Nes?” he asked, his fingers curling to fists at his side.

“Why do you care?” she demanded, throwing her hands up in the air. 

“Of course I care!” Cassian hissed, stepping closer, until Nesta was pressed against the stone wall. 

“I don’t understand you,” Nesta breathed, swallowing hard as he drew nearer. 

“Trust me, I don’t either,” he whispered. “Will ye tell me what he did to ye?”

“Why? So you can hit him, too?”

“Oh, mo chridhe, I will do far, far worse,” he murmured, his eyes dropping to her mouth. Nesta had lost control of the situation, of this man who she didn’t even like. Who would go back to reenacting battles on her lawn, who was beloved by the town and the son of a Duke and—

“If ye won’t tell me that, tell me something else.”

Nesta’s eyes went back to his. More brown than green. “What?” 

“Tell me the truth, Nesta Archeron. Tell me ye want me just as much as I want ye.”

“I—” he caught her lips before the lie could tumble out of them, kissing her softly. One hand cupped her cheek while the other braced the wall she was pressed against. His eyes fluttered shut but Nesta kept hers open, drinking him in. He looked so wrecked, like he’d been thinking about this for a long, long time and was finally realizing it was nothing like he imagined. 

And so she kissed him back, hands at her sides while she waited for the inevitable disappointment. The realization that whatever he’d imagined didn’t live up to reality. One kiss became two, became a third and yet Cassian didn’t pull back like they so often did. He didn’t sharpen. If anything, he became softer, more desperate with each passing kiss between them. The softness of his closely trimmed beard brushed over her jaw while his thumb rubbed a soft circle over her cheek.

Give in, she swore she heard him say. Nesta wanted to—oh, she wanted to take everything he was offering so badly it made her legs shake. If he didn’t know now, he’d figure it out soon enough. Nesta was not the kind of woman men fell in love with. She’d never been that woman, and never would be. No matter how badly she wanted to be, no matter how much she wanted to believe Cassian could push through walls made of iron and find the trembling softness beneath, he was still a man.

And at some point, she’d become a game for him. Something to conquer, regardless of the tactics it took. It was that thought that convinced Nesta to finally pull back, hands planted on his chest as she shoved. 

“That’s enough,” she said, another lie he immediately caught. 

Cassian pressed a kiss to her cheek. “It’s not,” he rumbled, reaching for the back of her neck. “Ye want me to think yer made of ice, but I know better.”

“Oh? And what am I made of, Cassian?” she demanded in that hard, imperious tone. The sort that pissed men off, that sent them running.

His eyes flashes.

“Fire.”

When he kissed her again, Nesta’s eyes slammed shut before she even realized what she was doing. This time, Nesta’s fingers raked through his neat hair, pulling him closer. She wasn’t gentle, thinking it would push him off her. She misjudged him—Nesta pulled at the strands and Cassian groaned, pressing his body hard against her. He liked this. 

Which was a fucking tragedy, because she did, too. Cassian moaned again, loud enough anyone with ears in the vicinity knew what was happening in the back hall, and Nesta, for just this once, did not care.

Her tongue swept into his mouth, tasting him like she’d wanted to the day at the loch. He tasted like whiskey and warmth and like she needed to get him out of his clothes as fast as she could, before she changed her mind. 

“Slow down, slow down,” he breathed, catching her wrist when she trailed down his chest. “Have ye done this before?”

“Does it matter?” she replied, certain it didn’t.

He huffed out a soft breath. “Of course it fucking matters.”

“I—” He was going to ruin her. He was already making a mess of things. Nesta needed the upper hand, needed a way to get what she wanted without getting hurt. If that was even possible.

There was no way to have him and remain unscathed. The smart thing to do was walk away. “This can’t mean anything, Cassian.”

His brows furrowed. “Ye don’t mean that.”

“You don’t know me–”

“Because ye make it impossible!” he replied, raking his fingers through his hair. “People care about ye, and it’s like…”

“Like what?” she asked, her throat rough and dry. She never should have stopped kissing him. She shouldn’t have said anything at all. Cassian looked down the hall, sighing a breath.

“Like ye expect us all tae leave ye, so ye leave first.”

“You don’t like me,” she said. It was a question. 

No one likes me. Why should you?

“At first,” he admitted. “I thought ye’d be like yer uncle. Stuffy…arrogant…and ye were, ye know ye were. I thought ye’d leave—hoped, I suppose. Until I started liking the sight of ye, storming out with yer braid and yer book. Fuming mad and all of it directed at me. I wanted to get tae know ye and I’ve been trying. And not just me. Emerie, tae. She thinks the world of ye. Yer sisters, tae, and probably everyone else if ye let them.”

Nesta shook her head, swallowing the wave of emotion rising. “This is all wrong. You hate me–”

“Hate,” he said, pressing both palms against the wall, caging her between his body, “is the last thing I feel for ye.”

“I wish you did,” she said.

“If all ye want is something unserious,” he began, eyes searching her own. She swore he could read her every word for the truth, that he didn’t need to hear her speak to know all the things wrong. All the secrets she held. “Then I’ll take what yer offering. But that doesn’t mean I’m going to fuck ye in the hall.”

“Cassian—”

“Ye said, ‘I don’t fuck animals,’” he began mimicking an absurd British accent. “And I believe ye. At least, for now.” 

“This is a bad idea,” she whispered, certain she was going to be picking her shattered heart up off the floor by the time they were done. Cassian brushed his lips over her own.

“When it comes tae ye, mo chridhe, I have no defenses.”

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That bedroom furniture looks like some of the things I’ve seen on episodes of My Big Fat G-psy Wedding (not the tlc version, the original UK version): looks heavy, everything is a matched set, and it’s ALWAYS either black, white, gold, or silver.

Honestly true, or like, guidos maybe lol. But at least the travelers and the cast of Jersey Shore pick specific vibes and commit to them lol, whereas Robyn and Kody's decor is soooo all over the place, I'm genuinely fascinated by it (I also look at zillow for fun though and am kinda obsessed with house interiors).

The vibes in that bedroom are so chaotic, they've got the weirdly opulent looking furniture, mixed with art that looks like it's either from a 3 star hotel or an art teacher's classroom, mixed with all the splashes of bright purple that clash so harshly with the earth tones of the wall/wood/moldings etc. Whoever did the interiors in that house last was definitely going for like, a desert color pallette and feel and for some reason, Robyn and Kody just dumped their weird shit on top of it without painting or anything lol.

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Sleeping in Style: Choosing the Perfect Divan Double Bed for Your Bedroom

Your bedroom is your sanctuary, a place of relaxation and rejuvenation. Among all the furniture pieces in your room, the bed stands out as the centerpiece, providing comfort and support for a good night's sleep. If you're looking for the perfect double bed that combines style, functionality, and comfort, a divan double bed could be your ideal choice. In this blog, we will explore the world of divan double beds, their benefits, and how to choose the perfect one for your bedroom. Read More

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Where to Find Affordable Deals on Second-Hand Furniture in the UK

Introduction Finding quality second-hand furniture at affordable prices in the UK has become a popular trend among budget-conscious shoppers and those looking for unique pieces to furnish their homes. The appeal of pre-owned furniture is not only the cost savings but also the environmental benefits that come with reducing waste by reusing items. However, with so many options available, it can sometimes be difficult to know where to look. In this blog, we will explore the best places to find affordable second-hand furniture in the UK, and how you can secure the best deals for your home or office.

Why Buy Second-Hand Furniture?

Buying second-hand furniture comes with a host of benefits beyond just the initial cost savings. Here are a few reasons why purchasing pre-owned furniture is a smart choice:

Cost Savings: One of the most obvious advantages of buying second-hand furniture is the price. Pre-owned furniture is often significantly cheaper than brand-new pieces, allowing you to furnish your home at a fraction of the cost.

Unique and Vintage Finds: Second-hand furniture offers a wide variety of styles, from vintage and antique items to quirky and one-of-a-kind pieces. These unique finds can help you create a distinctive look for your home that is different from mass-produced furniture.

Environmental Benefits: Buying used furniture is an eco-friendly choice. By purchasing pre-owned items, you help reduce waste and the demand for new furniture production, which in turn helps lower your carbon footprint.

Higher Quality for Lower Price: Older furniture, especially vintage or antique pieces, is often made from higher-quality materials and craftsmanship compared to modern mass-produced furniture. As a result, you may be able to purchase a piece that would otherwise be out of your budget if bought new.

Where to Find Affordable Deals on Second-Hand Furniture in the UK

Now that we’ve established why buying second-hand furniture is a great idea, let’s take a look at where you can find the best deals in the UK.

Clearance Giant Clearance Giant is one of the best platforms in the UK for finding affordable second-hand furniture. It offers a wide selection of pre-owned items that are in good condition, including sofas, tables, chairs, and more. Clearance Giant is a trusted marketplace for buying and selling used furniture, offering a user-friendly platform where you can filter your search by price, category, and location. The website also includes reviews and ratings, allowing you to assess the quality of the items and make an informed decision before purchasing.

Gumtree Gumtree is one of the most popular online classified ad websites in the UK, and it has an extensive section dedicated to second-hand furniture. You can find affordable deals on a variety of items, including living room furniture, bedroom sets, office furniture, and much more. The platform is free to use, and you can often find people giving away furniture for free or at very low prices. Gumtree allows you to negotiate prices with sellers, and many users list their items with clear pictures and descriptions, making it easy to find the right piece for your home.

Facebook Marketplace Facebook Marketplace is another excellent platform for purchasing second-hand furniture at affordable prices. The convenience of Facebook Marketplace is that it connects buyers and sellers within your local area, making it easy to arrange collection or delivery of items. Furniture listed on Facebook Marketplace often comes with detailed descriptions and high-quality images, giving you a good sense of what you’re purchasing. Facebook Marketplace is a great place to find budget-friendly deals, and you can communicate directly with sellers via Facebook Messenger to ask questions or negotiate prices.

Shpock Shpock, a mobile app for buying and selling second-hand items, is a great place to find affordable second-hand furniture in the UK. The platform is simple to use and allows you to easily browse listings, contact sellers, and arrange collection or delivery. Shpock’s focus on local transactions makes it an excellent choice for finding second-hand furniture in your area. With Shpock, you can filter your search by price, location, and category, making it easier to find exactly what you need at a great price. Additionally, Shpock often runs promotional deals that allow sellers to boost the visibility of their listings, giving you access to even more great deals.

Preloved Preloved is a UK-based online marketplace dedicated to second-hand items, including furniture. The website offers a variety of furniture options, from chairs and tables to wardrobes and sofas, all at affordable prices. Preloved allows you to search by category and location, making it easy to find furniture that suits your needs and budget. One of the benefits of using Preloved is that the platform focuses on items that are still in good condition, so you don’t have to sift through listings for low-quality items. The platform also features reviews and ratings, which can help you assess the reputation of the seller before making a purchase.

Charity Shops and Thrift Stores Charity shops and thrift stores are a great place to find affordable second-hand furniture. Many charity shops across the UK sell gently used furniture that has been donated by individuals. These shops often have a wide range of items, from sofas and tables to bookshelves and desks. The prices are generally lower than those found in regular furniture stores, and the proceeds go towards supporting charitable causes. Shopping at charity shops and thrift stores is also a great way to support local communities and reduce waste.

Auction Websites Auction websites like eBay and Catawiki are another great option for purchasing second-hand furniture. On these platforms, you can bid on a variety of pre-owned furniture pieces, often at a fraction of the cost of new items. Many sellers offer detailed descriptions and photos of the furniture, giving you a good idea of its condition before placing a bid. Auction sites are ideal for finding unique and rare pieces of furniture, as well as vintage or antique items. If you’re patient and willing to wait for the right deal, you can often snag great bargains on high-quality second-hand furniture.

Tips for Getting the Best Deals on Second-Hand Furniture

When shopping for second-hand furniture, it’s important to keep a few tips in mind to ensure you get the best deal possible:

Set a Budget Before you start shopping, set a budget for how much you’re willing to spend. Second-hand furniture can be much cheaper than new items, but it’s still easy to overspend if you’re not careful. Having a budget in mind will help you avoid impulse purchases and ensure you’re getting the best deal for your money.

Inspect the Furniture When buying second-hand furniture, always inspect the item thoroughly. Check for any signs of wear and tear, damage, or stains. If the seller doesn’t provide clear pictures of the furniture, request additional photos to ensure you know exactly what you’re getting. If you’re buying furniture online, ask the seller questions about the condition of the item before making a purchase.

Negotiate the Price Many sellers are open to negotiating the price, especially if the item has been listed for a while. Don’t be afraid to make an offer that’s lower than the asking price. You can often save money by negotiating, especially on platforms like Gumtree and Facebook Marketplace, where direct communication with sellers is encouraged.

Consider Delivery Costs When buying second-hand furniture, consider the cost of delivery. Some platforms, such as Shpock and Gumtree, may require you to arrange your own delivery, while others, like Facebook Marketplace, may offer local delivery options. Always factor delivery costs into the total price to ensure you’re getting a good deal.

Check for Returns and Refunds Some platforms may offer a return or refund policy, while others may not. Before making a purchase, make sure you understand the return policy for the item you’re buying. If the furniture is damaged or not as described, you’ll want to know if you can return it for a full refund or exchange.

Conclusion

Finding affordable second-hand furniture in the UK is easier than ever, thanks to a variety of online platforms and local stores. Whether you’re shopping on Clearance Giant, Gumtree, Facebook Marketplace, or any of the other platforms listed above, you’ll be able to find great deals on pre-owned furniture for your home or office. By following the tips outlined in this blog and being patient in your search, you can secure high-quality, affordable furniture that fits your budget and style.

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Discover the Perfect Armchair for Every Room with FW Homestores’ Exclusive Collection

When it comes to finding the right armchair in the UK, FW Homestores offers a wide variety that caters to all tastes and needs. From small armchairs in the UK for cozy spaces to reclining armchairs in the UK for added comfort, FW Homestores ensures that there’s an armchair for every corner of your home. Whether you’re searching for a swivel armchair in the UK to add flexibility to your living space or a high-back armchair in the UK for optimal support, you’ll find everything you need to make your home comfortable and stylish.

Small armchairs are ideal for compact living rooms or bedrooms, providing comfort without taking up too much space. FW Homestores offers a selection of small armchairs that blend practicality with design, ensuring you don’t have to compromise on style, no matter the size of your room.

If you’re seeking ultimate relaxation, a reclining armchair or recliner armchair is the perfect choice. These armchairs allow you to unwind in comfort, with adjustable settings that suit your body’s needs. FW Homestores' recliner armchairs in the UK combine luxury with functionality, featuring sleek designs that fit seamlessly into modern or traditional homes.

For those who prefer versatile seating, a swivel armchair is a great addition to any living room or study. The swivel feature offers easy movement, making it perfect for social spaces or home offices. FW Homestores provides a range of swivel armchairs in the UK, designed with both comfort and flexibility in mind.

Bedroom seating is another area where armchairs play a crucial role. A bedroom armchair adds a touch of elegance and comfort, whether used for reading or simply as a decorative piece. FW Homestores’ selection of bedroom armchairs in the UK offers a variety of designs, from plush fabrics to sleek leathers, catering to different styles and preferences.

For those who prioritize comfort and posture, a high-back armchair offers excellent support. These armchairs are designed with ergonomics in mind, making them ideal for long hours of sitting. FW Homestores' high-back armchairs in the UK not only provide superior support but also come in a range of styles that enhance your room's overall décor.

The unique selling point (USP) of FW Homestores lies in their commitment to offering high-quality, stylish furniture that meets the needs of their customers. Their range of armchairs is designed with comfort, durability, and style in mind, ensuring every piece is both functional and beautiful. Whether you need a compact small armchair, a luxurious recliner armchair, or a flexible swivel armchair, FW Homestores has you covered.

In conclusion, FW Homestores is your one-stop-shop for finding the perfect armchair in the UK. With a diverse selection that includes small armchairs, reclining armchairs, swivel armchairs, high-back armchairs, and more, FW Homestores ensures you’ll find the ideal piece to complement your home. Visit their website today to explore their premium collection and discover how to elevate your living space with style and comfort.

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Wardrobe Set UK: The Ideal Storage Solution for Every Room 

It is really easy to keep your room organized, provided one has appropriate storage furniture. The wardrobe set is basically a practical and stylish solution for organizing your apparel, accessories, and lots more. From modern gray wardrobe sets to functional wardrobe and drawers sets, there is something that might complement any style and suit any purpose. Indeed, with a number of designs at your disposal, selecting an appropriate wardrobe has never been easier.

What is a wardrobe set?

More than anything, the set will have accompanying furniture that matches with the wardrobe, which might include drawers or even bedside tables. These are good for creating a cohesive design while maximizing storage space.

Types of Wardrobe 

There are several types of wardrobe to fit different preferences and spaces:

Single wardrobe: These include a single wardrobe with matching drawers and are ideal in compact accommodation.

Double Wardrobe: Large-sized wardrobes with additional storage facilities such as shelves and hanging rails.

Grey Wardrobe: Fashioned in the most modern and stylish ways, these have a sleek grey finish to blend with the decoration of any room.

Advantages of opting for a set of wardrobe and drawers:

A set of wardrobe and drawers holds a host of advantageous points favoring it as a sensible choice:

Coordinated Design: Matching furniture gives your room a consistent appearance.

Additional Drawers: More drawers provide additional storage for folded attire or other personal accessories.

Time-Saving: Purchasing a complete set saves time rather than choosing different pieces.

Features of a Wardrobe Drawers Set

A wardrobe drawer set is not only designed for functionality but also for great taste. Common features of every wardrobe drawer set generally include:

Ample Drawers: These are very handy for storing anything ranging from socks and belts to pajamas.

Adjustable Shelves: These are flexible such that one can store items of various sizes or volumes.

Hanging Rails: Excellent for keeping dresses, shirts, and suits wrinkle-free.

Why Choose Grey as the Color of Your Wardrobe?

A gray wardrobe set remains one of the popular choices for modern homes. Here is why:

Neutral Color: Grey complements most color schemes, making it versatile.

Sleek Finish: This provides an elegant look and adds a touch to any room with sophistication.

Durability: Most of the gray wardrobes are made from quality materials, hence giving durable service.

Wardrobes for Small Spaces

A set of wardrobe drawers is ideal for much smaller areas and will keep you organized, along with uncluttering the space. Look for compact designs boasting slim profiles or sliding doors to save space. Excel in the use of a single wardrobe for small bedrooms, too.

How to Choose the Best One SET of Wardrobe

Take note of the following below in choosing a wardrobe UK:

Room Size: Take the room's dimensions to be sure that the wardrobe will comfortably fit.

Storage Need: Consider what you are going to need for storage and choose accordingly. Choose a set that has enough compartments.

Design Style: Select your wardrobe that would coordinate with the design of your bedroom-be it modern or traditional.

Material: Durable materials like wood and metal are used to ensure its long-lasting quality.

Gray Wardrobe Set: Where Fashion Meets Function

Grey is a fantastic color to give the modern and chic look to your bedroom wardrobe. You can choose from various styles that include a high-gloss finish for an ultimate sleek look, or you may go for matte textures for a subtle and understated vibe. Complement your grey wardrobe with matching furniture to complete the design of the room.

Complete Wardrobes with Extras

Some wardrobes include additional features to enhance their functionality:

Mirrored Doors are great for small rooms since mirrors create the illusion of making rooms larger while serving a functional or practical purpose.

Integrated lighting means that there is a provision of LED lights inside the wardrobe that make digging out items quite easier.

Sliding doors are ideal for tight areas where a normal door would clutter the view.

Benefits of having a wardrobe and drawers set

A set of wardrobe and drawers means much more than just looking good; it's all about practical storage that keeps everything in its place. The combination of hanging space with drawers makes organizing any of your stuff, whether clothes or accessories, really easy to do.

Organizing Your Wardrobe

Maximize these wardrobe drawers sets with the following organizing tips:

Categorize and Group: Keep similar items together, like shirts on hangers and socks in drawers.

Use Dividers: Place dividers in drawers for separating smaller items.

Rotate Seasonal Clothes: Store off-season clothes in the least accessible areas to release space.

Label the drawers: Labeling does much to assist in finding what they want quickly in shared wardrobes.

Family Wardrobes

The sets are ideal for families; hence, they comfortably serve several people with a number of clothes and accessories. Go for larger wardrobes with extra drawers to help suffice your family needs.

Maintenance Tips for Your Wardrobe

Especially for keeping your wardrobe looking great and in good working order, here are some really simple maintenance hints:

Clean regularly: dust the surfaces, varnish, and clean the mirrors.

Fixtures and Fittings: Hinges and Rails: Ensure the doors and drawers open and close easily.

Avoid Overload: Never overload your wardrobe because it will have long-term damage.

Wardrobes for Guest Rooms

A wardrobe is one of those considerate touches to a guest room that will help your visitors store some things and add a decorative feel to the room. Go for compact designs or gray wardrobes for style and functionality.

Children's Room Wardrobes

A wardrobe and drawers set will help organize toys, clothes, and school items in children's rooms. Look for durable designs with bright finishes or fun patterns to match the theme of the room.

Conclusion

A wardrobe set UK should be an ideal way to merge style with functionality in the bedroom or guest room. Be it a gray wardrobe set, a set of wardrobe drawers, or a full wardrobe and drawers set; each piece of furniture offers optimum storage and harmonizes with the whole design. From modern style fashion to traditional options, there is a wardrobe set that will fit anyone's needs. Explore your options today as you find that perfect wardrobe for keeping space neat yet stylish.

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Is Mirrored Furniture Still in Style? A Guide to Modern Elegance

Mirrored furniture is a stylish and sophisticated way to enhance the look of any room. From bedrooms to living rooms, mirrored furniture brings light and depth into spaces, creating a bright and open feel. Adding pieces like a mirrored bedside cabinet, mirrored chest of drawers, or even a mirrored dressing table can transform a room by reflecting natural light, making it appear larger and more inviting. This unique effect of mirrored surfaces is one reason why these pieces are a popular choice in many modern and classic homes alike.

A mirrored bedside cabinet, for example, offers both functionality and elegance. Its reflective surface allows it to blend in seamlessly with any decor while also serving as a practical storage space. Similarly, a mirrored chest of drawers adds not just storage but a touch of luxury to the bedroom, often featuring delicate gold accents or chrome details that elevate its aesthetic. Mirrored dressing tables are another favorite for their charm and utility. They create an inviting space for personal grooming, with reflective surfaces that enhance lighting, perfect for applying makeup or getting ready in style.

For the living room, a mirrored TV unit can be an eye-catching focal point. Its reflective finish works well in minimalist setups or glamorous decor, bringing a hint of sophistication to the entertainment space. Mirrored TV units are often designed with sleek chrome or metal bases, offering a balance between functionality and modern elegance. Another popular piece is the mirrored coffee table, which adds a contemporary look to living areas. With its shining finish and often intricate design features like metal legs or chrome bases, it’s a beautiful piece that makes a statement while providing a practical surface for everyday use.

Each piece of mirrored furniture brings a distinctive look with various design elements, such as gold accents, chrome finishes, or metal bases. These small touches give mirrored furniture an exclusive charm, setting it apart from more traditional furniture options. With a range of designs and styles available, mirrored furniture can suit any room, adding sophistication and visual appeal.

Online furniture stores in the UK offer great deals on furniture, including a variety of mirrored pieces that cater to different tastes and budgets.

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Using Bone Inlay Console Tables to Create an Opulent Look

For generations, people have treasured bone inlay furniture because of its exquisite craftsmanship, cultural importance, and opulent appearance. Particularly appealing are console tables with bone inlay, which can give any space a dramatic, opulent feel. Both modern and traditional rooms benefit from the elegance that their elaborate patterns and fine skill convey. You can buy bone inlay table in UK to access a variety of types and designs for individuals who want to incorporate this timeless style into their homes. Let's explore how console tables with bone inlay add to the opulence of your house and the best design strategies to maximize this investment.

1. Why Are Console Tables with Bone Inlay Luxurious?

Craftsmanship: Hours of meticulous labor go into creating each piece of bone inlay by hand. For a smooth, long-lasting finish, artisans meticulously arrange fragments of bone (or materials from ethical sources) into patterns before filling them in with resin.

Distinct Patterns and Designs: Since each bone inlay table is handmade, no two are alike. Each table is a useful piece of art thanks to the sophisticated addition of beautiful floral, geometric, or oriental patterns.

Historical Elegance: Furniture with bone inlay has a royal past and is frequently connected to luxury, giving your house a sense of classic grandeur. Purchase a bone inlay table in the UK to discover a range of solutions that complement your decor and achieve this timeless style.

2. How to Add Console Tables with Bone Inlay to Your Decor 

Elegant Entryway: To make a lasting first impression, put a console table with bone inlay in your foyer. For further depth and style, pair it with a mirror or an artwork above.

Living Room Statement: As a decorative focal point in your living room, choose a console with bone inlay. For a well-curated look, place it against an accent wall and decorate it with books, florals, or framed pictures.

Bedroom Sophistication: A console table with bone inlay can be used as a vanity in the bedroom, adding style and providing space for personal belongings and accessories.

3. Style Advice for an Opulent Setting

Add Luxurious Accessories to Layer: To add to the opulent atmosphere, adorn the surface with gold or brass elements, like candlesticks.

Experiment with colors and textures: In addition to the traditional black and white, bone inlay consoles can also be blue, green, or pink. For a unified look, match the color scheme of the table to the décor of the space.

Include Lighting: For ambient lighting, set a table lamp on your console. The room feels cozy and welcoming as the light bounces off the polished inlay, highlighting the intricate designs.

4. Upkeep Advice to Maintain the Style

Gentle Cleaning: Steer clear of aggressive cleansers since bone inlay furniture is delicate. The surface can be gently cleaned with a soft, moist cloth.

Steer clear of direct sunlight as it can deteriorate the colors. To safeguard your console table, place it out of direct sunlight or cover it with drapes.

Keep it Dry: Too much moisture might harm the resin inlay and bone. Make sure the surface is dry, particularly if it will be utilized in a restroom or other similar space.

5. Why Purchase a Console Table with Bone Inlay?

Timeless Appeal: Furniture with bone inlay is always in trend. It's a classic investment that will continue to appear opulent for many years.

Versatile Decor Piece: Bone inlay consoles go in perfectly with any type of decor, whether it's modern, eclectic, or classic. They give any space a sophisticated feel.

Sustainable Option: Buying furniture with bone inlay promotes traditional workmanship and sustainable methods, as many craftspeople utilize materials that are sourced ethically.

Conclusion

A console table with bone inlay is more than just a piece of furniture; it's a declaration of elegance, luxury, and artistry. Consider looking for a bone inlay table in the UK to see the variety of beautiful designs that are available for individuals who would like to add this timeless piece to their homes. Whether it is positioned in your living room, bedroom, or foyer, a console table with bone inlay can add unparalleled luxury to any area.

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How to Pick Mirror Frames That Go with Your Style

Mirrors are not only useful home appliances; they are also strong decorative accents that may improve the atmosphere of any space. Because the frame's style, color, and material may greatly affect the entire design, selecting the ideal mirror frame is crucial to improving the aesthetics of your room. Consider alternatives like the Buy Sunburst mirror UK for a touch of contemporary sophistication if you're searching for a standout piece. Whether you're going for boho flare, modern minimalism, or traditional elegance, here's a guide to choosing mirror frames that best suit your aesthetic.

1. Recognizing Your Style and Space

Think over the design of your space for a bit before choosing a frame option. Is it eclectic, rustic, modern, or traditional? An excellent mirror frame should complement the room's current furnishings, wall colors, and décor. A basic design could work best in a bathroom, while a dramatic frame might work well in an entryway.

Advice: Examine any eye-catching items in the space, such furniture or artwork. Choose a frame that accentuates these features without overpowering them.

2. Classic Elegance: Gilded and Ornate Frames

Gilded and ornate frames are a great option if you're inclined to timeless, traditional décor. These frames, which draw inspiration from classic European designs, may have elaborate carvings, scrollwork, or leaf patterns.

Where It Works Best: Grand entryways, dining rooms, and classic living rooms look great with ornate frames.

Styling Tip: For a unified effect, combine these frames with other opulent components like chandeliers, plush textiles, or vintage artwork.

3. Sleek and Unframed Mirrors in Modern Minimalism

Think of frameless mirrors or mirrors with thin, metal frames for a sleek, modern look. These designs' simplicity may open up a room and give it a light, clutter-free atmosphere. Particularly for minimalist environments, frameless mirrors provide a clear, uncluttered reflection.

Where It Works Best: Bathrooms, bedrooms, or any area where a clean, contemporary aesthetic is desired.

Styling Tip: For a contemporary look, choose mirrors with geometric shapes, such as squares or circles. The minimalist look is enhanced when these mirrors are paired with neutral or monochromatic colors.

4. Natural Frames and Wood for Rustic Charm

Mirrors with wooden frames are a great choice if you have a warm, rustic aesthetic. To add a feeling of organic appeal to the space, use natural textures, faded finishes, or recycled wood.

Where It Works Best: Bohemian, farmhouse, or rustic settings, especially in kitchens, living rooms, and bedrooms.

Styling Tip: To highlight the rustic vibe, try combining wood-framed mirrors with other organic components, such as plants, woven baskets, and stone accents.

5. Metal Frames as an Industrial Edge

Raw materials are essential to industrial décor, and metal-framed mirrors are a fantastic match for this style. When combined with exposed brick, concrete, and other industrial components, dark metal frames—often with a matte or worn finish—add a robust, no-nonsense appeal.

Where It Works Best: Living areas with an industrial, urban style, home offices, or entryways.

Styling Tip: For a structured appearance, choose square or rectangular forms. For a striking presentation, use two metal frames side by side. They also look fantastic in pairs.

6. Creative and Diverse: Vibrant or Textured Frames

Frames with vibrant colors or unusual textures give those who enjoy a whimsical, artistic décor style an opportunity to express their individuality. Mirrors with painted patterns, mosaic tiles, or unusual forms give any space a creative touch.

Where It Works Best: eclectic and bohemian areas, particularly in restrooms, corridors, and living rooms.

Styling Tip: Select frames with vivid hues or textures that go well with the room's other décor pieces, such as striking throw cushions or quirky wall art.

7. Light Frames and Whitewashed Coastal and Nautical Images

Mirrors with bleached or light-toned frames look well in coastal décor, which frequently emphasizes light and airy themes. These frames offer your house a laid-back, beachy vibe that is evocative of sandy beaches and ocean breezes.

Where It Works Best: Living areas, baths, and bedrooms with a coastal theme.

Style Tip: Use light frames with neutral color schemes like sandy or soft blue. To finish the design, add driftwood, seashells, or nautical decorations.

8. Luxurious and Glamourous Mirrors with Metal Frames

Choose mirrors with brass, silver, or gold metallic frames for a glam look. Any room is made more opulent and sparkling by these frames, especially when combined with upscale materials like velvet or marble.

It works well in dressing rooms, bedrooms, or any other location where a little more luxury is desired.

Styling Tip: To add more glitter and heighten the overall glam vibe, use metallic mirrors in light-reflecting places.

Advice on Selecting the Ideal Mirror Frame

Align Your Woods or Metals: For a unified effect, try matching the mirror frame to any other metal or wooden elements in the space.

Think about the frame width and mirror size: Make sure the size and dimensions of the frame match the available area since a huge mirror with a thick frame might overpower a tiny space.

Experiment with Shapes: Don't only use rectangular mirrors. Mirrors that are rounded, oval, or even asymmetrical can improve many designs and provide visual appeal.

Conclusion

The ideal mirror frame may be the final element that unifies your decor, expressing your personal style and the atmosphere you wish to create in your room. Selecting a mirror frame that complements your style will help add harmony and beauty to your house, regardless of your preferences for eclectic artistry, modern minimalism, rustic warmth, or traditional elegance. Therefore, take advantage of the opportunities and use your mirrors to create a chic statement.