#Decorative Mantel Clocks

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Decorative Mantel Clocks

Decorative Mantel Clocks: Why Everyone is Obsessed? Once the centerpiece of every 18th-century home, the humble mantel clock is making a grand comeback. Today, decorative mantel clocks are a sought-after accessory in contemporary interior design, and everyone seems to be obsessed. But why is this vintage timepiece gaining so much attention? Let’s unravel the reasons behind this newfound love for…

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English Country Style, 1986

[mrsterlingusa]

Christmas Mantel

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Howard Miller Batavia Mantel Clock 635177 at Premier Clocks

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6 Mantel Decor Ideas for a Focal Point Fireplace

A timeless, decorative mantle piece clock can be a wonderful focal point of the room and a display of your personality and style. Nowadays, they’re also known as shelf clocks so you can find them under that name as well.

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Transitional Family Room in Salt Lake City Image of a mid-sized, open concept, transitional family room with white walls, a ribbon fireplace, and a tile fireplace.

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Merry Christmas, Please Don´t Call

Pairing: Jayce x Reader Genre: Angst, Hurt, Kinda Comfort Inspired by: Merry Christmas, Please Don’t Call by Bleachers

Snow had fallen over Piltover, blanketing the city’s rooftops and streets in a layer of white that softened the sharp edges of its architecture. The holiday season was in full swing, with lights strung up along the bridges, people bundled in coats bustling from market stalls to homes filled with warmth. But to you, it felt like the cold had settled deep in your bones and refused to leave.

It had been weeks since you and Jayce had last spoken, and though the streets were full of cheer, the weight of his absence sat heavy in your chest.

The clock on the mantel chimed softly, marking the quiet passing of time in your apartment. You stared at the small tree in the corner of the room, its branches decorated with handmade ornaments that looked dull under the dim glow of the candles. Normally, you loved this time of year. You’d spend hours laughing with Jayce as you put up the decorations, teasing him for not knowing how to string lights properly. But this year… this year everything felt different.

It had all started with a disagreement—a heated one that quickly spiraled into something you hadn’t expected. Jayce had become distant, consumed by the weight of his responsibilities as the leader of Piltover, especially after the devastation that had torn the city apart. You understood the pressure he was under, the need he felt to fix everything, to protect everyone. But somewhere along the way, he had forgotten you. Forgotten that you needed him, too.

You still remembered the way he had looked at you that night, frustration etched across his face as you begged him to just talk to you, to let you in. He hadn’t, though. Instead, he had shut you out completely. His work, his position, his endless pursuit of progress—it had all taken priority. And eventually, it had been too much for you to bear. So, you had left.

Since then, silence had filled the space where his voice used to be. There had been no calls, no letters, no attempts to reconcile. Part of you had expected him to reach out—he had always been the one to bridge the gap, to fix things when they went wrong. But this time, the silence had stretched on, and with each passing day, the distance between you both seemed to grow wider.

The faint sound of music drifted up from the streets below, cheerful and festive. It felt so out of place in the hollow quiet of your apartment. You pulled the blanket tighter around your shoulders, trying to ward off the chill that seemed to seep into every corner of the room. In the back of your mind, you wondered if Jayce was out there right now—walking through the markets, greeting the people with that charming smile that had once made your heart race.

A sharp pang of loneliness twisted in your chest, and before you could stop yourself, your hand reached for the small device on the table next to you. The thought had crossed your mind more than once over the past few weeks—calling him, reaching out, breaking the silence. But every time, something had stopped you. Pride, maybe. Or fear. Fear that he wouldn’t pick up. Fear that even if he did, nothing would change.

But tonight, under the weight of the holiday and the crushing emptiness, your resolve crumbled. Your fingers hovered over the buttons, your heart pounding in your chest. You missed him. You missed him more than you wanted to admit, and the thought of spending another holiday without him felt unbearable.

Before you could talk yourself out of it, you pressed the button to call him.

The dial tone rang once. Twice. Three times. Your stomach twisted painfully as you waited, half-hoping he wouldn’t answer, half-desperate for him to pick up.

And then, suddenly, the call connected.

"Hello?" His voice came through, deep and familiar, but there was a hesitation in it, like he wasn’t sure what to expect.

Your breath caught in your throat. For a moment, you didn’t know what to say. What could you say after weeks of silence? After everything that had gone unsaid between you?

"Jayce," you whispered, your voice barely audible.

There was a pause on the other end, and you could hear him inhale sharply, like he was surprised to hear from you. "I… I didn’t think you’d call."

You bit your lip, your hand trembling slightly as you gripped the device tighter. "I didn’t plan to. But… it’s Christmas."

Another silence stretched between you, heavy and suffocating. You could hear the faint sound of music in the background on his end—he was probably at some event, surrounded by people, no doubt wearing that polished smile of his. The thought only made the ache in your chest worse.

“I miss you,” you said quietly, the words slipping out before you could stop them. It wasn’t what you had planned to say, but it was the truth, and tonight, you couldn’t keep it inside any longer.

Jayce exhaled slowly, and when he spoke again, his voice was softer. “I miss you, too.”

The admission hung in the air, thick with all the things you hadn’t said, all the feelings that had built up over the weeks apart. You closed your eyes, trying to steady your breathing, but the tears were already threatening to spill over.

“Why didn’t you call?��� you asked, your voice breaking slightly. It was the question that had been haunting you since the day you left, the one that had kept you up at night, wondering if he had ever thought of you.

“I didn’t know if you wanted me to,” Jayce admitted. There was a rawness in his voice, something vulnerable that you hadn’t heard in a long time. “After everything, I wasn’t sure if you still… if you still wanted me.”

A tear slipped down your cheek, and you quickly wiped it away, though there was no one there to see it. “Of course I still want you, Jayce. I never stopped.”

“I didn’t want to hurt you anymore,” he whispered, and you could hear the regret in his voice, thick and heavy. “I know I messed up. I got so caught up in trying to fix everything that I didn’t see how much I was losing. I didn’t see how much I was losing you.”

You swallowed hard, your heart aching at his words. You had waited so long to hear him say that, to hear him acknowledge what had gone wrong. But now that he had, it didn’t feel as satisfying as you thought it would. It just made you feel… sad.

“I didn’t call to make you feel guilty,” you said softly. “I just… I needed to hear your voice. It’s Christmas, and I didn’t want to spend it feeling like this.”

“I don’t want you to feel like that either,” he replied quickly, his voice laced with urgency. “I’ve been thinking about you every day. I wanted to call, to see you, but I didn’t know how to make things right.”

You let out a shaky breath, your hand tightening around the device. “Maybe we can start by not being apart tonight.”

There was a pause, and for a moment, you worried you had overstepped. But then, Jayce’s voice came through, soft and full of warmth. “I can be there in twenty minutes.”

Your heart fluttered at the thought, but a part of you was still afraid. Afraid that even if he came back, it wouldn’t be enough. That the distance between you wasn’t just physical.

“Jayce,” you said softly, your voice tinged with hesitation. “Are we… are we going to be okay?”

He was quiet for a moment, and when he finally spoke, his voice was filled with determination. “I don’t know,” he admitted. “But I’m not giving up on us. Not now. Not ever.”

A tear slipped down your cheek again, but this time, it wasn’t out of sadness. “Okay,” you whispered. “Come home.”

“I’m on my way.”

As the call ended, you set the device down, your heart racing in your chest. For the first time in weeks, you felt a flicker of hope. Maybe it wouldn’t be perfect. Maybe there were still things you needed to figure out. But tonight, you wouldn’t be alone.

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Cliffou29 Conversion Dump - ts3

Was part of a request but since I couldn't find any actual terms of use here I go :p - Basically just a bunch of conversions I did from stuff I liked and thought wasn't similar to already-existing cc hehe

All ts4 posts can be found by clicking the name of each 'section', all mesh/texture credits go to Cliffou29 (:

>Empress Bedroom in the Grand Trianon

Gueridon de la Chambre [...] - 5,1k poly // Table ronde [...] - 3,2k poly

>Royal Fireplace Decoration

Mantel Clock 1 - 1,5k poly // Mantel Clock 2 - 1,3k poly | Mantel Clock - 1,1k poly

>Riesener Collection Part 1 | Part 2

Riesener Chest of Drawer(s) - 1,5k poly // Riesener Corner Cupboard - 879 poly // Riesener Small Table - 890 poly // Bureau a cylindre riesener - 1,4k poly

>Empire Clocks

Pendule de Cheminée Empire - 306 poly (has 4 swatches/looks & looks weird in my preview because of the sun light but looks normal indoors)

>Versailles Fence Post

A recolor by Chiffou29, the original mesh is by TheJim07 - 164 poly

>Pedestal by Gilles Joubert (not pictured)

1k poly, single swatch

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[stevethehairington]

thinking about the diaz living room all decorated and festive with a big tree in the corner, and stocking hanging over the fireplace, and those cute little christmas town figurine things set up on the mantel. all the lights in the house are off, except for the ones on the tree and the soft glow of the tv, which has a christmas movie all cued up.

it's christmas eve, and it's late, so christopher knocked out an hour or two ago. buck is settled into the corner of the couch, all comfy cozy with the thick blanket abuela knit for eddie last christmas spread across his lap. (he doesn't know that this christmas, abuela's got one for him too.)

he smiles softly as eddie emerges from the dining room, from where he'd snuck into the kitchen to pour them a couple of mugs of the mulled wine buck left simmering on the stove. he's walking slowly, balancing the mugs carefully as he moves through the dim house.

when he gets close enough to the couch, buck lifts the corner of the blanket, and the smile grows even more content as eddie sinks into his place beside him, nestled under buck's arm and curled into buck's chest. buck tucks the blanket around eddie and accepts the mug of mulled wine and the kiss that eddie offers him.

he steals another kiss — and maybe a third too — before eddie's smile is too big for it, and he's laughing, "okay, okay, what are we watching?" as he gently pushes buck's face away.

buck catches the center of his palm with a kiss, then turns back to the tv. "home alone," he answers.

eddie chuckles and tips his head against buck's shoulder. "love that one," he says.

"i know," buck replies, and reaches for the remote.

"i love you," eddie says, softer, into buck's ear.

buck smiles. curls his arm tighter around eddie. leans his head back against his. "i know that too," he says. "and i love you, too."

the digital clock on the dvd player beneath the tv ticks from 11:59 over to 12:00.

"merry christmas, buck," eddie says.

"merry christmas, eddie," buck says, "the best one yet."

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Mantel Clocks for Living Room Decor

Make Your Home Beautiful and On Time with Mantel Clocks for Living Room Decor Intro Are you tired of looking at a plain and boring living room? Do you want to add a touch of elegance and functionality to your home decor? Look no further than mantel clocks for living room decor! These timeless timepieces are not only practical for keeping track of time, but they also serve as stunning decorative…

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It started as a simple brick design but the homeowner demanded a fireplace worthy of the dog.

A hearth in the kitchen can offer a comfortable place for one or two people to sit, out of the way of food preparation but close to the center of activity.

The Not So Big House - A Blueprint for the Way We Really Live, by Sarah Susanka with Kira Obolensky, The Taunton Press, 1998.

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Clock A pewter and enamel mantel timepiece designed by Archibald Knox, Liberty & Co., circa 1905

4½-inch enamel dial decorated with berries, the French movement with lever platform escapement, the rectangular case cast with stylised leaves, the base stamped English Pewter Made by Liberty & Co., 0609, Rd.468016 21cm., 8¼in.

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SIMPLE CHRISTMAS MANTEL DECOR IDEAS

Christmas 2023 - Decorative mantelpiece

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Timeless Elegance: Elevate Your Home Décor With Modern Mantel Table Clocks

Among those criminally underrated small touches that can really elevate the overall look of your home, we would like to draw your attention to charming and modern mantel table clocks.