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your-averagewriter · 9 months

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“Hearts for a sweetheart.”

Summary: Bumping into a sweet chocolatier evolves into something even sweeter (Timothée Chalamet!Willy Wonka x fem!reader)

Word count: 1.9K

Warnings: Kissing, swearing (once I think).

Walking along the street, I’m interrupted by a sea of cheers as a man in an elaborate get-up passes around chocolates and sweets with a strong smile. As he walks through the crowd, people push forward, reaching for the chocolates forcing me forward, almost causing me to fall to the ground.

After nearly tripping over from the force of the crowd, I feel a hand on my shoulder and turn to look at the person, steadying myself.

“Are you alright, miss?” The extravagant man asks.

Looking over him I can’t help but smile a little at his top hat and jacket, finding it endearing combined with his gentle nature.

“I’m okay.” I say as he helps me stabilise myself.

“Would you like a chocolate?” He asks with a new kind of smile, a toothy grin as he extends his arm, a tray of chocolates decorating the plate.

“Thank you but I can’t afford your fancy chocolates.” I deny, looking down a little ashamed as the crowds of people still surround us although they’ve quietened down a bit now.

“They’re free. No price for you, or anyone.” He pauses after saying ‘you’, seemingly forgetting the rest of his sentence.

“Really?” He nods and I reach to take one gently. “Thank you, mister…” I pause, not knowing his name.

“Mr Wonka, chocolatier.” He grins as he tips his hat towards me with a smile.

“Thank you Mr Wonka, the chocolatier.” I smile before seeing him disappear back into the crowds.

I only see him a couple more times as he looks back at me with a smile plastered on his face, his top hat sticking out above the crowds making me chuckle before putting the small chocolate into my mouth, resting it delicately on my tongue.

Closing my mouth, I start to chew the chocolate, truly surprised by the delicious treat. It’s like nothing I’ve ever tasted before. I try to savour it but it’s gone too soon, making me wish it would last forever.

Mr Wonka, a name I would not soon forget, in fact I couldn’t stop thinking about the man: his chocolates, his fashion and most of all his endearing, sweet nature. Walking through the streets, making my way home I ponder whether I would see him again or how. He must have a shop or a stall or something similar, maybe with the other chocolate stores? It doesn’t seem like he’d fit in with those pretentious sellers who seem to have no love for the art of food, let alone chocolate.

After a couple of weeks I had saved up some coins, not enough to get me more than one chocolate I doubt, but it'd be worth it both for the delicious chocolate and to see him again. With my coins in my pocket, I wander through the town centre, keeping my eyes out for the chocolatier but I don’t spot him.

Making it to the palace of chocolate stores I begin to feel the cold nipping at my skin, regretting not bringing my jacket. I walk through the doors, feeling very fancy as I do so, looking at the patterned floors and incredible glass dome roof.

Feeling a slight shiver I hurry along, looking to the stores and suddenly seeing a new store: Wonka. Upon seeing the name I make my way towards the store, taking in the beautiful design and calligraphy.

Walking in I’m instantly taken aback by the extraordinary interior, colourful candy delights disguised as nature causing me to gasp. Frozen, I stand in the door probably looking quite shocked as after a few seconds I feel a tap on my shoulder causing me to turn around, eyes going a little wide at the slight shock.

“Hello miss.” I turn around to see Mr Wonka smiling. “I wasn’t sure if I was going to see you again.”

“You remember me?” I ask, tilting my head slightly confused.

“Of course I do, I only regret that I didn’t ask your name last time we met.”

“(y/n), Mr Wonka.”

“Ah, call me Willy, last names are too formal for me.” He chuckles and I nod before looking around.

“Your store is incredible.” I say, looking around awe-struck.

“Why thank you, would you like a tour?”

“You’ve probably got more important things to do…” I say quietly with a soft smile.

“Nonsense! What could be more important than showing a woman as lovely as yourself around?” He asks with a charming smile. “Now, what kind of chocolate do you like?”

I think about it for a second, realising how long it’s been since I’ve had chocolate, excluding the last time I bumped into Willy. “The normal kind of chocolate?” I say, unsure.

“Normal kind?” He raises an eyebrow playfully. “Milk chocolate?” I nod.

“I think so, the chocolate you gave me last time was delicious, the best I’ve ever tasted.” I smile.

“Thank you, that means more than you realise.” He says softly, a tone of sincerity. “I’ll make you something special.” He grins. “Do you want to look around for a minute? I won’t keep you waiting too long.” He smiles, I nod before he seems to disappear before I even realise.

I walk towards the river watching as the boat goes round and round, the mechanisms seem incredible. Crouching down by the river I reach for a flower, inspecting the treat before taking a tentative bite from the petal. I let out a sigh, the treat tasting even better than I thought it would. Standing back up I take the flower with me, nibbling on the petals as I walk around the store, in awe at all the beautiful decorations.

A few seconds later, Willy pops up from out of nowhere, startling me slightly but with a small box in his hand.

“I didn’t mean to startle you.” He offers a small smile. He removes the lid from the box revealing a set of three chocolate hearts with delicate piping on top.

“Wow, these are beautiful.” I say, staring at the artwork.

“Hearts for a sweetheart,” He grins, flustering me a little.

“Thank you… How much do these cost?” I ask, trying not to be awkward but failing.

“Nothing, well except that I get to see your reaction, I think you’ll like them. I based them off of the chocolate you had a couple of weeks ago but made them better.”

“Are you sure? I have some coins.” I reach into my pocket, pulling out some coins but fumbling them leading multiple to fall to the ground. “Shit, sorry…” I say quietly before crouching down and reaching for the coins.

Willy does the same helping me pick up the coins as his hand accidentally brushes against mine. We both look up at each other before I look away embarrassed. He holds my hand, turning it over and placing the coins in my hand before folding my hand, covering the coins. He brings my hand up to his face, pressing his lips against my wrist with a small smile.

“Thank you…”

“Don’t worry about it.” He says as we both stand up again, I slide my coins back into my pocket.

He offers me the box and I take one of the three heart chocolates and place it in my mouth.

“Oh my god, you’re a genius.” I sigh, enjoying the chocolate. “These are incredible.”

“Thank you.” He grins, a proud expression on his face. “Would you like anything else? A buttercup? Cotton candy cloud? Cherries? Gummy bears?” He shoots off options one after the other at a quick speed.

“What would you recommend?” I ask, tentatively.

“Please follow me.” He smiles, leading me around the store to a patch of flowers. Crouching down, he plucks a few flowers, matching them by colour and tying them to make a chocolate bouquet before passing it to me.

“It’s beautiful.” I smile. He pulls out one more flower and tucks it behind my ear.

“Don’t worry, that’s a real flower.” He reassures me with a soft smile.

“Thank you.” I say softly.

“They’re chocolate, one’s white, dark and the other milk so you can work out what you like.” He says gently arranging the flowers. “Then you can come back and I can make you some more.” He chuckles. “The more information you can give me, the better the chocolate will taste!”

“Thank you, Willy, but I should get going now, I didn’t realise it had gotten so dark…” I say quietly as I look outside.

“Time flies when you’re having fun.” He shrugs as we walk towards the door and I start to feel the cold breeze against my skin. “Are you cold?” He asks, tilting his head slightly.

“A little, I should’ve brought my jacket.” I dismiss with a small smile. “I’ll see you around, Willy.” I say, stepping out of the door and walking away.

About a second later, I hear him speak again. “(y/n) wait!” He says and I turn around as he walks towards me, pulling off his long magenta jacket and sliding over my shoulder.

“Now you’ll get cold.” I chuckle, pulling the coat around me a little tighter.

“I’m okay, I was getting a bit warm anyway.” He smiles before looking behind me into the night. “Can I walk you home?” He asks, sweetly.

“You want to walk me home? I don’t live very close to your store…”

“Even more reason for me to walk with you.”

“Okay, if you’d like to, I won't stop you.” I smile brightly as he walks next to me.

“You know, you look really beautiful when you smile.” He says which only makes me smile more.

“Stop.” I chuckle.

“But it’s true.” He smiles. “You’re truly the most beautiful woman I have ever laid eyes on.” He says in a gentle but more serious tone.

“Thank you.” I whisper looking up to him before resting my head on his shoulder as we walk. “You’re really an incredible guy.”

“Ah, I just make chocolate.” He chuckles.

“Really good chocolate.” I smile. “And you make it look really pretty and your shop is incredible. I’ll have to come by more often.”

“I’d like that.” He pauses “May I hold your hand?” He asks gently after a short pause and I reach my hand out to his

Once we reach my home, I turn around to face him.

“This is me.” I smile. “I’m sorry you had to walk so far.”

“It was worth it.” He brings my hand to his face, pressing his lips against my hand again.

“Here, let me get your coat.” I say, beginning to slide the coat off of my shoulders but he stops me.

“Keep it, it gives you a reason to come back and see me again.” He says with a small smirk.

“Sneaky, very sneaky.” I chuckle, letting the jacket rest on my shoulders. “Get home safe.” I smile, as he begins to walk away.

It takes me a few seconds to fight my thoughts off before I call for him.

“Willy?” He turns around to face me, standing about eight steps away.

I walk quickly towards him, pressing my lips against his briefly before pulling away. “I’ll see you in a few days.” I whisper with a soft smile.

“You’re not gonna see me for a few days after pulling that stunt?” He asks with a playful expression causing me to chuckle and nod. “Well, I look forward to seeing you again.” He smiles brightly.

“I won’t keep you waiting too long.” I smile before going inside my house, shutting the door after he walks out of sight. I let out a breath as I have to fight a smile, excited to see the chocolatier again.

AN: I love this movie with my whole heart!

Hope you enjoyed reading!

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inky-duchess · 9 months

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Fantasy Guide to Interiors

As a followup to the very popular post on architecture, I decided to add onto it by exploring the interior of each movement and the different design techniques and tastes of each era. This post at be helpful for historical fiction, fantasy or just a long read when you're bored.

Interior Design Terms

Reeding and fluting: Fluting is a technique that consists a continuous pattern of concave grooves in a flat surface across a surface. Reeding is it's opposite.

Embossing: stamping, carving or moulding a symbol to make it stand out on a surface.

Paneling: Panels of carved wood or fabric a fixed to a wall in a continuous pattern.

Gilding: the use of gold to highlight features.

Glazed Tile: Ceramic or porcelain tiles coated with liquid coloured glass or enamel.

Column: A column is a pillar of stone or wood built to support a ceiling. We will see more of columns later on.

Bay Window: The Bay Window is a window projecting outward from a building.

Frescos: A design element of painting images upon wet plaster.

Mosaic: Mosaics are a design element that involves using pieces of coloured glass and fitted them together upon the floor or wall to form images.

Mouldings: ornate strips of carved wood along the top of a wall.

Wainscoting: paneling along the lower portion of a wall.

Chinoiserie: A European take on East Asian art. Usually seen in wallpaper.

Clerestory: A series of eye-level windows.

Sconces: A light fixture supported on a wall.

Niche: A sunken area within a wall.

Monochromatic: Focusing on a single colour within a scheme.

Ceiling rose: A moulding fashioned on the ceiling in the shape of a rose usually supporting a light fixture.

Baluster: the vertical bars of a railing.

Façade: front portion of a building

Lintel: Top of a door or window.

Portico: a covered structure over a door supported by columns

Eaves: the part of the roof overhanging from the building

Skirting: border around lower length of a wall

Ancient Greece

Houses were made of either sun-dried clay bricks or stone which were painted when they dried. Ground floors were decorated with coloured stones and tiles called Mosaics. Upper level floors were made from wood. Homes were furnished with tapestries and furniture, and in grand homes statues and grand altars would be found. Furniture was very skillfully crafted in Ancient Greece, much attention was paid to the carving and decoration of such things. Of course, Ancient Greece is ancient so I won't be going through all the movements but I will talk a little about columns.

Doric: Doric is the oldest of the orders and some argue it is the simplest. The columns of this style are set close together, without bases and carved with concave curves called flutes. The capitals (the top of the column) are plain often built with a curve at the base called an echinus and are topped by a square at the apex called an abacus. The entablature is marked by frieze of vertical channels/triglyphs. In between the channels would be detail of carved marble. The Parthenon in Athens is your best example of Doric architecture.

Ionic: The Ionic style was used for smaller buildings and the interiors. The columns had twin volutes, scroll-like designs on its capital. Between these scrolls, there was a carved curve known as an egg and in this style the entablature is much narrower and the frieze is thick with carvings. The example of Ionic Architecture is the Temple to Athena Nike at the Athens Acropolis.

Corinthian: The Corinthian style has some similarities with the Ionic order, the bases, entablature and columns almost the same but the capital is more ornate its base, column, and entablature, but its capital is far more ornate, commonly carved with depictions of acanthus leaves. The style was more slender than the others on this list, used less for bearing weight but more for decoration. Corinthian style can be found along the top levels of the Colosseum in Rome.

Tuscan: The Tuscan order shares much with the Doric order, but the columns are un-fluted and smooth. The entablature is far simpler, formed without triglyphs or guttae. The columns are capped with round capitals.

Composite: This style is mixed. It features the volutes of the Ionic order and the capitals of the Corinthian order. The volutes are larger in these columns and often more ornate. The column's capital is rather plain. for the capital, with no consistent differences to that above or below the capital.

Ancient Rome

Rome is well known for its outward architectural styles. However the Romans did know how to add that rizz to the interior. Ceilings were either vaulted or made from exploded beams that could be painted. The Romans were big into design. Moasics were a common interior sight, the use of little pieces of coloured glass or stone to create a larger image. Frescoes were used to add colour to the home, depicting mythical figures and beasts and also different textures such as stonework or brick. The Romans loved their furniture. Dining tables were low and the Romans ate on couches. Weaving was a popular pastime so there would be tapestries and wall hangings in the house. Rich households could even afford to import fine rugs from across the Empire. Glass was also a feature in Roman interior but windows were usually not paned as large panes were hard to make. Doors were usually treated with panels that were carved or in lain with bronze.

Ancient Egypt

Egypt was one of the first great civilisations, known for its immense and grand structures. Wealthy Egyptians had grand homes. The walls were painted or plastered usually with bright colours and hues. The Egyptians are cool because they mapped out their buildings in such a way to adhere to astrological movements meaning on special days if the calendar the temple or monuments were in the right place always. The columns of Egyptian where thicker, more bulbous and often had capitals shaped like bundles of papyrus reeds. Woven mats and tapestries were popular decor. Motifs from the river such as palms, papyrus and reeds were popular symbols used.

Ancient Africa

African Architecture is a very mixed bag and more structurally different and impressive than Hollywood would have you believe. Far beyond the common depictions of primitive buildings, the African nations were among the giants of their time in architecture, no style quite the same as the last but just as breathtaking.

Rwandan Architecture: The Rwandans commonly built of hardened clay with thatched roofs of dried grass or reeds. Mats of woven reeds carpeted the floors of royal abodes. These residences folded about a large public area known as a karubanda and were often so large that they became almost like a maze, connecting different chambers/huts of all kinds of uses be they residential or for other purposes.

Ashanti Architecture: The Ashanti style can be found in present day Ghana. The style incorporates walls of plaster formed of mud and designed with bright paint and buildings with a courtyard at the heart, not unlike another examples on this post. The Ashanti also formed their buildings of the favourite method of wattle and daub.

Nubian Architecture: Nubia, in modern day Ethiopia, was home to the Nubians who were one of the world's most impressive architects at the beginning of the architecture world and probably would be more talked about if it weren't for the Egyptians building monuments only up the road. The Nubians were famous for building the speos, tall tower-like spires carved of stone. The Nubians used a variety of materials and skills to build, for example wattle and daub and mudbrick. The Kingdom of Kush, the people who took over the Nubian Empire was a fan of Egyptian works even if they didn't like them very much. The Kushites began building pyramid-like structures such at the sight of Gebel Barkal

Japanese Interiors

Japenese interior design rests upon 7 principles. Kanso (簡素)- Simplicity, Fukinsei (不均整)- Asymmetry, Shizen (自然)- Natural, Shibumi (渋味) – Simple beauty, Yugen (幽玄)- subtle grace, Datsuzoku (脱俗) – freedom from habitual behaviour, Seijaku (静寂)- tranquillity.

Common features of Japanese Interior Design:

Shoji walls: these are the screens you think of when you think of the traditional Japanese homes. They are made of wooden frames, rice paper and used to partition

Tatami: Tatami mats are used within Japanese households to blanket the floors. They were made of rice straw and rush straw, laid down to cushion the floor.

Genkan: The Genkan was a sunken space between the front door and the rest of the house. This area is meant to separate the home from the outside and is where shoes are discarded before entering.

Japanese furniture: often lowest, close to the ground. These include tables and chairs but often tanked are replaced by zabuton, large cushions. Furniture is usually carved of wood in a minimalist design.

Nature: As both the Shinto and Buddhist beliefs are great influences upon architecture, there is a strong presence of nature with the architecture. Wood is used for this reason and natural light is prevalent with in the home. The orientation is meant to reflect the best view of the world.

Islamic World Interior

The Islamic world has one of the most beautiful and impressive interior design styles across the world. Colour and detail are absolute staples in the movement. Windows are usually not paned with glass but covered in ornate lattices known as jali. The jali give ventilation, light and privacy to the home. Islamic Interiors are ornate and colourful, using coloured ceramic tiles. The upper parts of walls and ceilings are usually flat decorated with arabesques (foliate ornamentation), while the lower wall areas were usually tiled. Features such as honeycombed ceilings, horseshoe arches, stalactite-fringed arches and stalactite vaults (Muqarnas) are prevalent among many famous Islamic buildings such as the Alhambra and the Blue Mosque.

Byzantine (330/395–1453 A. D)

The Byzantine Empire or Eastern Roman Empire was where eat met west, leading to a melting pot of different interior designs based on early Christian styles and Persian influences. Mosaics are probably what you think of when you think of the Byzantine Empire. Ivory was also a popular feature in the Interiors, with carved ivory or the use of it in inlay. The use of gold as a decorative feature usually by way of repoussé (decorating metals by hammering in the design from the backside of the metal). Fabrics from Persia, heavily embroidered and intricately woven along with silks from afar a field as China, would also be used to upholster furniture or be used as wall hangings. The Byzantines favoured natural light, usually from the use of copolas.

Indian Interiors

India is of course, the font of all intricate designs. India's history is sectioned into many eras but we will focus on a few to give you an idea of prevalent techniques and tastes.

The Gupta Empire (320 – 650 CE): The Gupta era was a time of stone carving. As impressive as the outside of these buildings are, the Interiors are just as amazing. Gupta era buildings featured many details such as ogee (circular or horseshoe arch), gavaksha/chandrashala (the motif centred these arches), ashlar masonry (built of squared stone blocks) with ceilings of plain, flat slabs of stone.

Delhi Sultanate (1206–1526): Another period of beautifully carved stone. The Delhi sultanate had influence from the Islamic world, with heavy uses of mosaics, brackets, intricate mouldings, columns and and hypostyle halls.

Mughal Empire (1526–1857): Stonework was also important on the Mughal Empire. Intricately carved stonework was seen in the pillars, low relief panels depicting nature images and jalis (marble screens). Stonework was also decorated in a stye known as pietra dura/parchin kari with inscriptions and geometric designs using colored stones to create images. Tilework was also popular during this period. Moasic tiles were cut and fitted together to create larger patters while cuerda seca tiles were coloured tiles outlined with black.

Chinese Interiors

Common features of Chinese Interiors

Use of Colours: Colour in Chinese Interior is usually vibrant and bold. Red and Black are are traditional colours, meant to bring luck, happiness, power, knowledge and stability to the household.

Latticework: Lattices are a staple in Chinese interiors most often seen on shutters, screens, doors of cabinets snf even traditional beds.

Lacquer: Multiple coats of lacquer are applied to furniture or cabinets (now walls) and then carved. The skill is called Diaoqi (雕漆).

Decorative Screens: Screens are used to partition off part of a room. They are usually of carved wood, pained with very intricate murals.

Shrines: Spaces were reserved on the home to honour ancestors, usually consisting of an altar where offerings could be made.

Of course, Chinese Interiors are not all the same through the different eras. While some details and techniques were interchangeable through different dynasties, usually a dynasty had a notable style or deviation. These aren't all the dynasties of course but a few interesting examples.

Song Dynasty (960–1279): The Song Dynasty is known for its stonework. Sculpture was an important part of Song Dynasty interior. It was in this period than brick and stone work became the most used material. The Song Dynasty was also known for its very intricate attention to detail, paintings, and used tiles.

Ming Dynasty(1368–1644): Ceilings were adorned with cloisons usually featuring yellow reed work. The floors would be of flagstones usually of deep tones, mostly black. The Ming Dynasty favoured richly coloured silk hangings, tapestries and furnishings. Furniture was usually carved of darker woods, arrayed in a certain way to bring peace to the dwelling.

Han Dynasty (206 BC-220 AD): Interior walls were plastered and painted to show important figures and scenes. Lacquer, though it was discovered earlier, came into greater prominence with better skill in this era.

Tang Dynasty (618–907) : The colour palette is restrained, reserved. But the Tang dynasty is not without it's beauty. Earthenware reached it's peak in this era, many homes would display fine examples as well. The Tang dynasty is famous for its upturned eaves, the ceilings supported by timber columns mounted with metal or stone bases. Glazed tiles were popular in this era, either a fixed to the roof or decorating a screen wall.

Romanesque (6th -11th century/12th)

Romanesque Architecture is a span between the end of Roman Empire to the Gothic style. Taking inspiration from the Roman and Byzantine Empires, the Romanesque period incorporates many of the styles. The most common details are carved floral and foliage symbols with the stonework of the Romanesque buildings. Cable mouldings or twisted rope-like carvings would have framed doorways. As per the name, Romansque Interiors relied heavily on its love and admiration for Rome. The Romanesque style uses geometric shapes as statements using curves, circles snf arches. The colours would be clean and warm, focusing on minimal ornamentation.

Gothic Architecture (12th Century - 16th Century)

The Gothic style is what you think of when you think of old European cathedrals and probably one of the beautiful of the styles on this list and one of most recognisable. The Gothic style is a dramatic, opposing sight and one of the easiest to describe. Decoration in this era became more ornate, stonework began to sport carving and modelling in a way it did not before. The ceilings moved away from barreled vaults to quadripartite and sexpartite vaulting. Columns slimmed as other supportive structures were invented. Intricate stained glass windows began their popularity here. In Gothic structures, everything is very symmetrical and even.

Mediaeval (500 AD to 1500)

Interiors of mediaeval homes are not quite as drab as Hollywood likes to make out. Building materials may be hidden by plaster in rich homes, sometimes even painted. Floors were either dirt strewn with rushes or flagstones in larger homes. Stonework was popular, especially around fireplaces. Grand homes would be decorated with intricate woodwork, carved heraldic beasts and wall hangings of fine fabrics.

Renaissance (late 1300s-1600s)

The Renaissance was a period of great artistry and splendor. The revival of old styles injected symmetry and colour into the homes. Frescoes were back. Painted mouldings adorned the ceilings and walls. Furniture became more ornate, fixed with luxurious upholstery and fine carvings. Caryatids (pillars in the shape of women), grotesques, Roman and Greek images were used to spruce up the place. Floors began to become more intricate, with coloured stone and marble. Modelled stucco, sgraffiti arabesques (made by cutting lines through a layer of plaster or stucco to reveal an underlayer), and fine wall painting were used in brilliant combinations in the early part of the 16th century.

Tudor Interior (1485-1603)

The Tudor period is a starkly unique style within England and very recognisable. Windows were fixed with lattice work, usually casement. Stained glass was also in in this period, usually depicting figures and heraldic beasts. Rooms would be panelled with wood or plastered. Walls would be adorned with tapestries or embroidered hangings. Windows and furniture would be furnished with fine fabrics such as brocade. Floors would typically be of wood, sometimes strewn with rush matting mixed with fresh herbs and flowers to freshen the room.

Baroque (1600 to 1750)

The Baroque period was a time for splendor and for splashing the cash. The interior of a baroque room was usually intricate, usually of a light palette, featuring a very high ceiling heavy with detail. Furniture would choke the room, ornately carved and stitched with very high quality fabrics. The rooms would be full of art not limited to just paintings but also sculptures of marble or bronze, large intricate mirrors, moldings along the walls which may be heavily gilded, chandeliers and detailed paneling.

Victorian (1837-1901)

We think of the interiors of Victorian homes as dowdy and dark but that isn't true. The Victorians favoured tapestries, intricate rugs, decorated wallpaper, exquisitely furniture, and surprisingly, bright colour. Dyes were more widely available to people of all stations and the Victorians did not want for colour. Patterns and details were usually nature inspired, usually floral or vines. Walls could also be painted to mimic a building material such as wood or marble and most likely painted in rich tones. The Victorians were suckers for furniture, preferring them grandly carved with fine fabric usually embroidered or buttoned. And they did not believe in minimalism. If you could fit another piece of furniture in a room, it was going in there. Floors were almost eclusively wood laid with the previously mentioned rugs. But the Victorians did enjoy tiled floors but restricted them to entrances. The Victorians were quite in touch with their green thumbs so expect a lot of flowers and greenery inside. with various elaborately decorated patterned rugs. And remember, the Victorians loved to display as much wealth as they could. Every shelf, cabinet, case and ledge would be chocked full of ornaments and antiques.

Edwardian/The Gilded Age/Belle Epoque (1880s-1914)

This period (I've lumped them together for simplicity) began to move away from the deep tones and ornate patterns of the Victorian period. Colour became more neutral. Nature still had a place in design. Stained glass began to become popular, especially on lampshades and light fixtures. Embossing started to gain popularity and tile work began to expand from the entrance halls to other parts of the house. Furniture began to move away from dark wood, some families favouring breathable woods like wicker. The rooms would be less cluttered.

Art Deco (1920s-1930s)

The 1920s was a time of buzz and change. Gone were the refined tastes of the pre-war era and now the wow factor was in. Walls were smoother, buildings were sharper and more jagged, doorways and windows were decorated with reeding and fluting. Pastels were in, as was the heavy use of black and white, along with gold. Mirrors and glass were in, injecting light into rooms. Gold, silver, steel and chrome were used in furnishings and decor. Geometric shapes were a favourite design choice. Again, high quality and bold fabrics were used such as animal skins or colourful velvet. It was all a rejection of the Art Noveau movement, away from nature focusing on the man made.

Modernism (1930 - 1965)

Modernism came after the Art Deco movement. Fuss and feathers were out the door and now, practicality was in. Materials used are shown as they are, wood is not painted, metal is not coated. Bright colours were acceptable but neutral palettes were favoured. Interiors were open and favoured large windows. Furniture was practical, for use rather than the ornamentation, featuring plain details of any and geometric shapes. Away from Art Deco, everything is straight, linear and streamlined.

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vintagehomecollection · 3 months

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The drawing room at Womersley Hall in South Yorkshire has a fine plaster ceiling and fireplace, probably the work of the eighteenth-century architect James Paine. The fireplace opening is faced in Delft tiles and features classical mouldings, columns, and medallions.

The Fireplace, 1994

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felixandresims · 10 days

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This is the third part of the Estate Set. This time, it's a mix of items. You will get items for the garden, and I finished a few objects for the interior, too.

You will get:

Garden Furniture, including an armchair, loveseat, lounger and a parasol

Wrought Iron Gate and Fence

Hydrangea Bush and Potted Hydrangea

Cone-shaped Topiary and Potted Version

Different Hedge Pieces

Potted Citrus Tree

Timber Panelling

Plaster Walls with Trim

Adam Style Wall with Decals for extra Decoration

Curtains for all three Wall Heights

Several people have contacted me because the wallpapers haven't been showing correctly in their games since the DirectX 11 update. This update is in beta; I think the mistake might be on the EA's end, and I believe this will be fixed once DirectX 11 is appropriately released. If you are playing on DirectX 11, there is a fix. You can Download the latest version of Sims4Studio and run a Batchfix. Go to Content Management -> Batch Fixes -> Misc -> Update images for DX11. That should do the job and fix your wallpapers.

This is the final Part of the Estate Set for now. I enjoyed working on this subject and will likely continue this Set in the Future. Don't worry if you liked this content. I shall stay in the same world for the coming months, but it will be Cottagy instead of estate. I enjoyed making the Plants and Vines in the Estate Set, and I think a Cottage Garden would be an excellent continuation from there :)

This Set is on Early Access and will be available for everyone in November :) And you will find it here

Thanks again for your support and lovely comments; I appreciate them!

Lots of Love,

Felix xxx

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Венеціанська штукатурка

Професійне нанесення венеціанської штукатурки у Києві

Майстерня декоративних штукатурок MADEsht

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auctionrenovation · 1 year

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All prep done for plastering the bathroom 🚽!

Cannae wait to see this finished 🥰🥰

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shekhar1204 · 2 years

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10 Unheard Cornice Design Ideas To Uplift The Look Of Your Home

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supremeat · 15 days

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PANELLO - GOLD

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Whether you're revamping a retail space, updating your home decor, or designing an office, these materials offer numerous possibilities for customization and innovation. Embrace their potential to transform your surroundings with elegance and efficiency.

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⚡︎ ─── •𝐀 𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐋𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐋𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐥𝐲

Pairing: Denki Kaminari x Mouse Hybrid!Reader

Warnings: Reader is an escort, Denki has trauma, alcohol, teasing, slight pussyjob, slight anal play, creampie, mention of pegging

Wordcount: 3.4k

Notes: SUCH a fun character to write and it's for none other than my sweet @saturnsorbits

Everyone has their vices, some people gambled, blurred their minds in a drug addled haze or drank themselves into a stupor.

Denki’s was his desire for company, his need to be wanted and adored but not how the general public admired him as the hero he was. Craving something more organic and less reverent.

Even if he had to pay for it.

He’s certain his teenage self would be reeling over the change in views, but war did that to a man; especially experiencing it as a boy instead.

Life was more peaceful now, the occasional villain in the streets for him to stop but nothing compared to his first year of highschool. Now Kaminari just felt like he was a decoration in the street, plastering a broad smile on his face as he waved.

He adored the attention, the appreciation, everything that came with his profession but where was it when he was in the sanctity of his home? Why was there no solace in silence?

No dopamine rush even as he scrolled various social media timelines, each one holding a plethora of thirst traps and fan edits of candid photos of Denki.

It only worsened the feeling of derealization, exacerbated the dehumanization he felt as a figure for the public eye.

Nobody ever told him it’d be like this, had anything changed since he’d listened to the villains speeches about how rotten society was? Was it different just because he was on the other side of the spectrum?

He decides not to think about it, slamming his phone face down onto his bedside table as he paced around his room for discarded clothing. Stepping into his leather pants that fit like a second skin before donning a loose off the shoulder, distressed style white shirt. Clipping the fringe that falls into his face back with a black headband, hiding his telltale onyx bolt of lightning in his electric blond mop. Completing the ensemble with tinted shades despite the hour of night but his favorite bar district was plenty bright.

Abandoning his phone for the night, like he does every time he needs a break from doom scrolling, as he carries himself down familiar blocks in long strides.

The nightlife is bustling, as it always is even for the middle of the week. Businessmen still clutching their briefcases with loosened ties already calling it a night to their cohorts as they go separate ways, returning to their wives. Scattered groups of university students and young women just looking to blow off some steam lingering in the streets, though the clumps of people grew sparse the further into the district you delved.

Hands shoved deep into his pockets, head slightly ducked as Denki seemingly traveled by muscle memory alone until he stood at an innocuous bar you had to take steps down into. A hole in the wall in every sense of the word but the interior decor contrasted that notion heavily.

Vaulted ceilings outfitted with crystal chandeliers but the establishment remained dimly lit, crushed velvet curtains covering windows that were far from functional and every man and woman employed there

The bar didn’t even have a sign out front for the ultimate level of discretion, Denki knew multiple heroes frequented this pub as well but he’d never tell; he could only hope the feeling was mutual.

The tabloids would kill for that headline afterall, every time he sets foot on the lush carpeting it comes to mind. “Pro-hero Chargebolt look’s for love in all the wrong places.”

What would Shoji, more specifically, think of him now if he knew how particular his tastes were? Would this be considered exploitative? He never paid them for sex or sexual favors but he wouldn’t turn them down if they tried in the alleyway or cab back to the agency at the end of the ‘date’ before he called night. Heteromorphs still being one of the most marginalized people based on their quirks despite all the work his friend did after the war, after all.

He liked to think he was respectful, he only paid for their company, for them to treat him like Denki Kaminari and not top twenty in the hero ranking charts, Chargebolt, or Kamino Wards most eligible bachelor.

He shakes his head, has to nip the thoughts in the bud as he slides into one of the stools at the bar nestled in a secluded corner of the room. In a stool with one other soul next to him when he orders his first drink.

You.

You sit quietly next to him for a good minute, long enough for him to finish his first drink while you nurse your own, spinning around the little black straw you were given so you wouldn’t smear lipstick all over their precious glasses.

Keen ears flicking every time you hear him take a drink, every thick swallow of liquor you know should be burning his throat despite the low hum of conversation from the rest of the room.

Jolting slightly at the sound of glass hitting the hardwood bar top followed by his hiss before Denki turns his lower body towards you. Twisting his body in his seat as he leans cooly after calling for another two drinks, his own and whatever you’re nursing despite not even being half finished with it.

“Your ice is melted,” your ears twitch again before you finally turn to him as well, clutching at your drink as a new glass is slid towards you by the tender.

“Figured it was time for a new one, unless you like watered down drinks instead,” tone playful and intentionally disarming. You let your own eyes take up his body and he grins but the expression doesn’t meet his eyes when he reaches for his third drink.

He doesn’t give you a moment to respond, swallowing quickly as if he’s realized something, “oh you’re probably not supposed to drink too much on the clock huh?”

“How did you know?” Thinly veiled defensive tone, you’d just barely managed to school your features to keep from scowling at him.

“They value their discretion but they only hire hybrids as escorts,” commented calmly as he takes another sizable swig of his drink, chuckling as he glances at you from the corner of his eye, “it must be your first day.”

Denki makes it increasingly difficult for you to control your initial reactions, inherently uncomfortable with a man having an easy time reading you especially in this line of work. You’d only taken this gig because it paid well and you were assured you wouldn’t have to fuck any creep you didn’t want to as well as decent security to assure your safety.

You try to compose yourself a bit, crossing your legs as you pull down the hem of your dress, tail wrapping around your calf comfortingly as your lips purse around the little straw to sip cutely at your drink, “and what makes you so sure it’s my first day?”

He chortles at that, bringing his glass to his lips before snorting once more with a shake of his head, “you just look like this is the last place you wanna be, is all.”

“Maybe I’m just not that interested in you,” scoffed slightly but without any real malice as your lean your cheek against your curled knuckles, “would all that hero ‘people reading’ bullshit tell you that about me, Chargebolt?”

You eat up the way he looks struck, eyes widening minutely and his lips parting around a quiet exhale as he lowers his drink once again. Before he starts laughing. Genuine laughter, cute and boyish in nature despite how he’s now pushing his thirties and it makes your heart race. The sound of it is inherently different from the practiced reactions he displays for the cameras and impromptu interactions with fans in the streets.

It takes a moment for his laughter to subside, knuckle wiping at a tear along his lashline as if he hadn’t laughed like that in who knows how long, “ya caught me, darlin, how’d you know?”

“Did you think sunglasses and clipped back hair would make you unrecognizable or are you just used to everyone playing dumb when you

That takes him aback and you cringe at your own harsh tone, clutching your drink tighter as you glance around just in case your handler was still lingering close by before boisterous laughter pulls your attention once more. Expression softening at how vulnerable he looks when your gaze falls back to him, placing your hand over his to gently ask for his attention.

“The real Denki seems like he’d be a lot more fun than the Kaminari every piece of media tries to push, so how about we try again,” he looks at you curiously as you give him a soft smile, glass raised and held out between you both, “what’s your name handsome?”

Denki laughs again, nose scrunching cutely as he raises his glass to clink delicately against yours, “Kaminari, Denki Kaminari.”

He doesn’t do this, he’s never done this before, never brought an escort back to his own house.

You’d asked him for his number, he’d told you he’d left his home and you knew by his awkward groping at himself for it and the nervous twitch to his lip that he was telling the truth; even before he tried to swear to you he wasn’t lying. Quelling his descent into pitiable promises and attempts to prove that this wasn’t some ploy to take you home as you tell him you’ve no qualms about his sincerity.

Assuring him with a sweet tone and sway of your tail that made his heart skip a beat when you read him to filth for the second time that night, “I know, you’re a terrible liar.”

So how you got here, hungry kisses and fevered pawing before Denki’s able to stumble you both over the threshold to his humble home, you’re unsure. Maybe it was the way he’d switched your positions on the sidewalk so he was the one nearest oncoming traffic or the way he’d pulled you closer protectively and glared at a group of drunkards overtly ogling you.

Maybe it was how easily you made him laugh, whole bellied laugh, over some of the shitty dates horror stories you’d regaled him with and he shared in turn before the topic got heavier the closer to his home you got.

Asking him why he frequents the bar enough for you to know he was a repeat client from how the bartender served a specific drink after a single cursory glance.

It made Denki’s heart race, to be so obviously seen the way you’ve seen him tonight, it made sharing with you easy. Everyone already knew he’d fought in the war as a teenager but, surprisingly enough, he gives you the grittier details. The death, the mangling of his idols and classmates, how it all seems glamorized to Denki now ten years later.

And then the way you held him in your hands when he seemed to get riled up, knuckles white in clenched fists that eased when you slipped your fingers into his hand while you held his face with the other. Grounding him in that moment and the way the street lamps backlit you, painted you with an ethereal glow, you looked more like an angel to him.

He had to kiss you, and again whenever you’d make that cute squeak of surprise before melting into the exchange. Chaste brushes of one another lips quickly devolving into chasing contact, tentatively tongue swiping on Denki’s part past the seam of your lips to get a better taste of you. Mumbling an apology intermittently about the taste of alcohol on his own before commenting how he likes the honied undertones of the gloss layered over the lipstick he ruins.

Everything about you was so enchanting, so naturally alluring to him. It was easy for him to get lost in you like this, fumbling for the keys to his front door because he refused to untangle from you. Finally pressing your back against the door for some stability until he conquers the pesky lock and you both stumble into the privacy of his home.

Denki kicks the door shut behind him before flipping your positions to pin you against the sturdy wood. Crowding your space as he grows bold, hand venturing between your thighs and stifling a borderline whine that catches in his throat at the dampness he finds. Rewarding you with delicious friction as his fingers drag along your clothed slit until you’ve had enough of the teasing.

Tail wrapping around his wrist tightly as the heel of his palm grinds into your sensitive clit and his fingers sneak beneath the seam of your lacy panties to delve into your sopping entrance as if he’d even dream of pulling away from you.

Besides pushing your dress up higher around your hips as he slots his thigh between yours to give you steady friction while he works the material the rest of the way off. Your tail only unwinding from his forearm long enough for the garment to be shed before you’re pushing at his own clothing.

Bodies turning again as lithe digits work at the button and zipper of his pants while Denki lavishes your throat in open mouthed kisses as he walks you blindly. Expertly guiding you through familiar surroundings and into his room by the time you’ve pushed his pants low enough for him to step out of before the backs of your knees hit his mattress.

Saved from tipping backwards by the electric blond alone as both hands palm at the fat of your ass while your tail wraps around his upper thigh to keep it out of the way. Feeling his hard cock pressed against your mound while Denki fingers tease at your entrance and play with slick folds as he nips playfully at the sensitive cartilage of your ear.

Whispering a low, ‘do you have a condom?’ that you don’t catch at first, focus divided between the feel of him pressed against you and wiggling your hips hoping for even the moderate stretch of his fingers before he asks again.

“I don’t have one, do you have a condom?”

It’s almost jarring, forcing you to focus more in order to respond before you opt to simply cradle his jaw in your hands and seal your lips over his while your free hand grips at the base of his shaft. Pumping languidly as you go for another searing kiss, swallowing the groan you pull from him before you part, tugging his lower lip between your teeth gently.

“Does it really matter that much right now? When we’re already naked?” Purred in a sultry coo as your thumb rolls over his leaking tip, spreading his pre down his sensitive head and throbbing shaft.

“Not at all,” chirped before he flips you around and guides you forward, your hands and knees dipping in the mattress before you crawl towards the center. Denki’s chest pressed against your back as he slots himself against you perfectly.

Cock gliding through your folds, thick tip kissing your clit with each rut that’s soon punctuated by sweet pitchy keens from plush lips until he catches on your entrance. Obviously eager to fill you now himself because Denki’s hips begin to push forward until the soft clap of his pelvis against your ass can be heard. Resuming the stimulation you vocally approved of as he reaches his hand between you and the pillow top, ring and middle fingers rolling methodical circles into your puffy nub.

Dipping your chest to the mattress as you grip at the pillows haphazardly arranged at the end of the bed, only somewhat muffling your moans but Denki hears them clearly. Feeds off of them, grinning as he ruts into you before laughing breathlessly at the way your walls convulse around his cock as you mewl once more.

Leaning down as his lips leave a blazing trail from the nape of your neck to the juncture of your jaw.

“Pretty noisy for a mouse,” playful and fun, twirling your tail in the opposite direction he swirls his fingers around your clit, lips against your thrumming pulse point as humid breaths dampen the skin of your throat.

You’re not sure if the electricity you feel with every roll of his fingers in time with the rut of his hips is from the pleasure he provides or from his infamous quirk. You’re not sure you really care as you melt in his hold, mind going pleasantly numb as your grip on downy pillows tightens.

Muffling your mewls into the plush material, arch of your back worsening as Denki strokes along the sensitive base before you no longer feel his comfortable weight against you. Suddenly very empty, turning to look back at him just as Denki pulls your ass further into the air by it.

Leaky tip still teasingly gliding through your folds the same way Bakugou always brags about with his own spouse before Kaminari catches on your entrance.

The insufficient stretch has you jolting forward as your hands splay out on the headboard, pushing yourself backwards and sinking him further into your sopping cunt with a throaty groan.

Surprising Denki in turn, choking on a curse as his fingers quickly grab at the fat of your ass. Bead of sweat rolling down his temple with a wavering smile and furrowed brows marring handsome features as the confident facade falters, muttering a lame ‘whoa..’ when you take him to the base in one push.

Choking on his own spit when you rock backwards into him, finding your own pace as your head lolls backwards with breathy sighs bordering sweet moans.

Using Denki for your own pleasure now and it makes him throb, uselessly gripping at you and bucking out of sync at first until you whine.

Twisting to face him slightly as your hand splays out just beneath his navel, cute face crunched in mild frustration. Furrow of your only fading, plush lips pursing into a pretty ‘o’ when he grasps your hint and slows the rolls of his hips in time with the rhythm you set, “like that Denki, just like that.”

Thumb spreading you further, pulling gently at the skin of your cheek so he can watch with rapt attention how you’re stretched around him, how your greedy cunt grips him like you don’t want a moment of separation. Saliva pooling on his tongue Denki has to swallow thickly at how creamy rings gather at the base of his cock in time with how much more vocal you get.

He’s going to cum already from the slight alone, coil in his lower belly tight as his abdomen flexes beneath your fingertips.

Golden hues alight as a few subtle sparks of electricity dance in the air from his skin, literal shocks of pleasure heightening your experience and the pitchy keen he elicits from you is evidence enough.

In awe of how frantically you’re chasing your high, how you’re essentially using him as a human dildo and he’s loving every second of it. Feverishly chasing your climax, unabashed as you hiss and whimper in slight frustration before sitting up for a heightened sense of stimulation. Supporting yourself on the headboard but the sudden movement surprises him, thumb slipping past the tight ring into your ass and that’s the moment the coil snaps.

Loud moan reverberating against thin walls he’s sure his neighbors will complain about later as every muscle in your body tightens, twitching from the overwhelming euphoria.

Pulling Denki over the edge with you, white hot light clouding his vision as his fingers on your hip grip with a bruising force while he paints velvet walls in creamy white. He’d meant to pull out, meant to decorate your pretty skin since neither one of you had a condom but he’s glad he didn’t.

You’re warm, warmer than anything he’s ever experienced before and you’re pliant as you work your way down from cloud nine. Sitting up as Denki reflexively supports your body, pulling you until your back rests against his chest. Moving his hand to rest just below your diaphragm, hooking his chin on your shoulder as you both pant for breath.

“Wow..” Denki mutters against your dewy skin, keeping you pressed closely to him as you both regulate in your post ecstasy bliss. Kaminari laying a kiss to your trapezius muscle and then another at the column of your throat before resting his cheek on the ball of your shoulder so you can see him from the corner of your eye. Tired but cheeky smile lighting up his whole face as his fingers twirl the end of your tail, “do you wanna peg me next or is that a second date sort of thing?”

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