#quirky eclectic decor

[vintagehomecollection]

The Los Angeles House: Decoration and Design in America's 20th-Century City, 1995

[toyastales]

Fantasy steps

[decorationinside]

Memphis Mania: Injecting Playful Eclecticism into Your Modern Home

[r3starttt]

CHARM

PAIRING: Jackson! Ellie x reader

CW: request. fluff. outbreak|tlou universe. me trying a new writing style lol

SUMMARY: in between cuddles ellie realizes you're ticklish

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It had been a long day, more exhausting than anticipated. It wasn't supposed to end this way, but how could anyone resist those pleading puppy eyes and the promise of another movie night? Ellie’s enthusiasm for cozy cuddles and her fascinating, albeit quirky, observations about films—facts she seemed to notice with every viewing, as if she were discovering them anew—was irresistible.

The quiet confines of Ellie’s room offered sanctuary from the fatigue of the day. The garage she called home transformed into a personal haven, adorned with an eclectic mix of art, space-themed decor, and comic book tokens. Christmas lights, strung haphazardly around the room, twinkled like distant stars, adding a warm, festive glow to the space. Music played softly in the background—a familiar tune from Ellie’s favorite artist and your favorte song to find balance. It always seemed to soothe both.

You were curled up on the couch, a tangled mess of limbs beneath a cozy blanket. The soft, ethereal light creating an intimate and lazy atmosphere. These moments, with their comforting simplicity, were what kept both of you going through the week.

"So," Ellie’s fingers began to trace lazy patterns on your arm, each touch sending a soothing shiver through you. "How was your day?" Her voice, soft and comforting, drew you from your thoughts. You turned to meet her eyes, which were already focused on you with a lazy smile.

"It was okay," you murmured, your voice trailing off into a whisper. "This new horse... it’s exhausting." You could hear Ellie’s chuckle, the sound brightening her face and accentuating the pretty freckles that danced across her cheeks.

"Don’t laugh," you commanded playfully, though your own laughter betrayed you. Your gaze drifted from her eyes to the warmth of her hands around your stomach.

You instinctively reached for her fingers, intertwining them with yours. You played with the softness of her knuckles, the warmth of her touch a perfect contrast to the cool evening air.

"tired from patrol, hmm?" Ellie’s tattooed arm slipped from your grasp, her fingers caressing beneath the soft cotton of your clothes and over the skin of your stomach. the contact sending a gentle thrill through you.

You hummed in response, a weak “mhm” as you shifted, seeking more space between your legs. Your body ached for her scent, her warmth, the comforting presence that was uniquely Ellie.

“I gotchu’,” she said, her voice holding a playful edge that you both loved. The tickling sensation began as a light, fuzzy feeling, spreading a delightful numbness across your stomach. You instinctively curled up, her fingers dancing across your ribs, sending you into a fit of uncontrollable laughter.

“Ellie, no!” you squealed, laughter bubbling uncontrollably from your lips. “Stop! I can’t breathe!” you managed to gasp between fits of giggles.

Ellie, caught in the infectious joy of the moment, finally relented. Her laughter mingled with yours as she leaned down, her face close to yours. “What?” she asked, her voice dripping with playful intent. You tried to respond, but your words were lost in the silly movements of your arms, desperately holding on to her. “What? What?” Her voice echoed in your ears, interspersed with the sweet sound of your shared laughter. “Stop!”

She complied, her hands coming to rest gently on your waist, giving you one last tickle as you caught your breath. The disapproving look you gave her was tempered with a smile that couldn’t quite hide your affection.

You both lay there, your bodies pressed close together, catching your breath. Her freckles, now flushed with a soft pink, revealed her own recovery from the tickling. “That’s—don’t do that. Like, ever,” you scolded gently, though there was no real malice in your words.

Ellie leaned in, her lips brushing against yours in a gentle, lingering kiss. “Forgive me?” she whispered against your lips, her voice carrying a playful undertone.

You nodded, wrapping your arms around her and pulling her closer. The two of you settled back into the couch, the warmth of your love and the lingering laughter making the space between you even more cozy.

“I love you,” she whispered, her lips brushing against yours once more.

"I love you too,” you replied, your voice soft and sincere.

The tickling was soon forgotten, replaced by the enveloping warmth of her love and the softness of her kisses. You pulled her closer, savoring the moment and the profound comfort of being together.

[cherryredlove]

☆ you spin me right round ☆

Modern! Record shop owner! au Aemond Targaryen x Bar owner! reader SMUT

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You're the blooming business owner that owns the chic new bar in town, The Alchemist's Guild. All that's left to do is befriend your sourpuss neighbour, the cool owner of the music shop Targaryen Tracks. Maybe a crisis will do the trick?

Word Count: 1.9k

Themes: SMUT, 18+, rough oral smex, pearl necklace, sex in semi-public place

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Owning a bar was always a dream of yours, and now that dream has finally come true. The place you purchased is a hidden gem on the artsy quarter of the city of King's Landing, nestled between eclectic shops and quirky businesses, with just enough foot traffic to guarantee interest. You’ve christened it The Alchemist’s Guild, and you hoped it'll become the hottest bar in the area soon.

Every bottle and glass has been carefully selected, and you’ve spent countless hours transforming the run-down space into a chic, cosy haven for anyone seeking to unwind. Edison bulbs hang from the ceiling, casting a warm glow over the polished wooden surfaces and plush seating. The shelves behind the bar are stocked with an impressive array of gins and wines, and the scent of fresh herbs and citrus fills the air.

The only hurdle now? Making friends with the neighbours, particularly the one who runs the music shop next door, Targaryen Tracks.

You’ve seen him a few times, Aemond Targaryen, always dressed impeccably in black, with silver hair and an ever-present scowl etched onto his face. His shop is a world of its own, filled with vintage records and obscure music that you occasionally hear through the walls.

Today, after a couple of good days of business, you decide it’s time to introduce yourself properly. Maybe you can even convince him to partner up for some musical collaborations, adding a unique touch to your bar’s atmosphere. With a deep breath, you step into Targaryen Tracks, the door chiming softly as you enter.

Aemond looks up from behind the counter, his single blue eye meeting yours with a curious, almost guarded expression. He nods in acknowledgement, though his lips barely form a smile.

"Hi, I’m Y/N," you say, offering a friendly smile. "I just opened the bar next door, The Alchemist’s Guild. Thought I’d come by and say hello."

"Aemond," he replies curtly, giving you a once-over before returning his gaze to the record he’s examining.

The shop is a paradise for any music lover, with rows upon rows of records neatly organized by genre and era. The atmosphere is nostalgic, and you can’t help but feel a pang of admiration for the meticulous care he’s put into curating his collection. You too take great pride in organisation and decoration.

You take a moment to look around, pretending to browse. The silence stretches between you, and you rack your brain for something to say, anything to break the ice.

"You’ve got quite the collection here," you venture, picking up a random record and pretending to study it. "I’ve been thinking about hosting some vinyl nights at the bar. You know, set up a record player, get some more out there stuff playing."

Aemond’s eye flickers with mild interest as he raises an eyebrow. "That so?"

You nod eagerly, hoping to engage him further. "Yeah! I think it’d be great to have something a bit more unique than just playlists. It’s a vibe, you know?"

He studies you for a moment, considering your words. "I suppose it could work," he admits, a hint of intrigue in his tone. "What kind of records are you looking to play?"

"Honestly, I’m open to anything that sets the right mood," you reply with enthusiasm. "Jazz, blues, rock, maybe even some classical if it fits."

Aemond nods, the hint of a smile playing at the corners of his lips. "I might have a few recommendations."

A spark of hope flickers inside you. Perhaps this sourpuss neighbor of yours isn’t as aloof as he seems. Maybe there's a chance for some collaboration after all.

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Business at The Alchemist’s Guild is booming. You’ve managed to create a buzz around town, and the place is packed almost every night. The combination of exquisite drinks and the cosy atmosphere has made your bar a go-to spot for many locals and visitors alike. It's become a favourite with the artsy scene in the quarter, putting you firmly on the map.

But tonight, as you’re hosting bustling Saturday evening, disaster strikes. The trusty sound system crackles and dies with a sad whimper. Panic sets in as you realize that without music, the bar loses a significant part of its charm.

As the clamor of conversation fills the air, you frantically fiddle with the cables and speakers, hoping for a miracle. But nothing works.

Just when you're about to lose hope, an idea strikes.

"Hold down the fort for me, Dyana!" You call out to the bartender you employed.

You dash out of the bar and head straight to Targaryen Tracks, where Aemond is about to close up for the night.

Aemond looks up at you as you barge into the shop, mildly surprised to see you so flustered.

"Aemond, I need a huge favour," you blurt out, trying to catch your breath. "My sound system just broke down, and I have a packed bar with no music. Can you help me out?"

He pauses. "What do you need?"

"Your records," you say quickly, hope rising in your chest. "And your record player and speakers. Just for tonight. I’ll give you free drinks for a week in return."

He narrows his eye, contemplating the offer. After a moment, he nods. "Fine. But you handle the equipment with care."

Relief floods through you. "Thank you, thank you so much! I promise I'll be careful. You can even handle changing the records if that's better. "

Together, you gather a selection of records, and Aemond helps you carry them over to the bar. With his expertise, you set up the record player, and soon, the rich, warm tones of vinyl fill the space, transforming the atmosphere instantly.

The patrons love it, and you can feel the tension leaving your shoulders as the night goes on smoothly. True to your word, you offer Aemond a drink on the house as a gesture of gratitude. He graciously accepts your Greyjoy Gin and tonic with a small smile.

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As the night draws to a close, the last of your customers finally trickle out, leaving the bar empty save for you and Aemond. The soft glow of the Edison bulbs casts a cosy light over the room, and the record player softly spins its last tune.

"Thank you again," you say, leaning against the bar, feeling the exhaustion of the night catching up to you. "You really saved me tonight."

Aemond shrugs, a faint smirk on his lips. "It was interesting. Your patrons seem to appreciate good music."

You laugh softly, nodding in agreement. "I owe you. Seriously, free drinks for a week."

He takes a sip of his drink, regarding you with an appraising gaze. "Maybe we can make this a regular thing. Vinyl nights, as you said. I can curate the music."

"That would be amazing," you reply, feeling your heart race a little. "I think it’d be a hit."

As you tidy up the bar, Aemond helps, and the two of you chat more easily than before. You discover that beneath his stoic exterior, he has a genuine passion for music and a dry sense of humour that you find surprisingly charming.

With the bar finally clean and ready for the next day, you both take a moment to relax, leaning against the counter again.

As the last record winds down to silence, an unexpected tension fills the air. The kind that lingers between two people until someone is brave enough to try.

It’s Aemond who makes the first move. His eye locks onto yours, and you see a flicker of something you hadn't quite noticed before. You feel your body light up.

Before you know it, he’s closing the distance between you, his presence commanding and electric. He pauses, giving you a moment to stop him if you wish, but you find yourself drawn in by the intensity of his gaze.

And then his lips are on yours, firm and insistent, sending a jolt down your spine. You kiss him back, matching his fervour with your own.

Aemond’s hands are on your waist, pulling you closer, and you respond by wrapping your arms around his neck, grasping at his hair. His mouth is hot and heady, and you moan into his as his hips grind against yours.

You barely notice as you’re backed against the bar, the cool surface a stark contrast to the heat of the kiss. Aemond’s hands are exploring now, tracing a path down your sides, and you let out a soft sigh of approval, urging him on.

The kiss deepens, his touch is confident, and you can feel the hardness of his cock against your tender pussy. Your body reacts, arching into him to relieve your aching sex.

Aemond unzips your trousers, moaning at how wet you are, before gliding his fingers into your soaked heat. You cling to him, mewling, and bit down hard onto his neck. Aemond’s long fingers move inside you, fingering you with a beckoning motion. His eye rolls back as you grasp his cock in your hand, massaging through his trousers.

Aemond hoists you up onto the bar's counter, kissing you roughly before kneeling, facing your soaked pussy. Your hands grip his hair, urging him onto your heat. His tongue flicks out to lick your juices, and the moan you let out spurs him to bury his face.

His long nose is shoved against your clit, rubbing you in the mot perfect way as his tongue laps you expertly. Your thighs squeeze his head tightly. One of his hands grips your soft thigh hard, the other resumes its ministrations inside your tight pussy, making you choke and feel the hot lick of pleasure push you higher and higher. You grind against his face, Aemond sucking your clit with suchbvigour that you cry out, cumming hard on him. You cream against his tongue, and he laps it all up with a deep moan.

Once your head has stopped swimming at the pleasure of your high, you wobble down and fall to your knees. His thick cock sits right in front of your face, and he slowly parts your lips with the red cockhead. It's huge, you run out of mouth room pretty quickly as his hands grip your hair. You moan, the vibration making his hips stutter, and begin to suck him hard.

"Your lips look so beautiful wrapped arouud me baby," he rasps out. "I'll cum if you carry on."

Enthused, you bob your head faster, hollowing out your cheeks and rubbing your tongue right against the slit of his tip. When you fondle his balls with your hands and swallow hard, Aemond releases a strangled cry of pleasure, face-fucking you hard and fast. He lets out an unintelligible moan as he cums. Some of it leaks down your throat, but he pulls out to cum all over your face and neck. You gasp at the hot white ropes of cum that decorate your collar bone.

Panting, he helps you up, swiping his cum off with a finger and parting your lips for you to swallow it. He kisses you gently, salty and sweet.

"Want to come back to mine?" He asks, eye glinting. You nod eagerly, kissing him sweetly. His hands hold you firmly, and you thank the Gods for your sound system breaking.

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AN: save me modern aemond targaryen save me! love writing that so gimme ur feedback and send any requests! if u like this sort of stuff check out my masterlist!

[hometoursandotherstuff]

Sadly, this retiree-turned-artist's home just outside of St. Louis, Missouri didn't sell and has been taken off the market. The asking price of $499K was reasonable for the area, but apparently buyers just weren't into his mosaic art. I really love it- check it out.

Love the technique he did on the door- reminiscent of Pee Wee's Playhouse.

He did the mosaic floors and also the paintings on the walls.

I really like the design on the fire place and hearth. It has an art deco look.

This is so nice. People are so dull, they probably would've bought it if it was white or gray.

The owner, named Frank, was inspired by his favorite place, the Venice Cafe. The local haunt was known for its eclectic decor comprising statues, curios, and mosaic tiles.

The kitchen is nice. Love the orange cabinets. At first, the house was put on the market for $534,900, and was eventually reduced to $499K.

Off to the side of the kitchen what they call "The Rotunda."

He did the same technique on the bedroom windows giving the illusion of irregular shapes.

Frank's favorite room is the ocean themed bath. He thought that he would just die here, but at 73, he's living longer than he thought he would, so he & his wife have decided to downsize.

This is cool- it's from his inspiration, The Venice Cafe's, FB page.

I can see why he wanted his home to look this, it's amazing.

I notice that they have pet turtles, too.

No wonder he did his home like this, I'd never want to leave.

Outside, it looks like an architectural salvage yard.

Sure wish I could buy that house and live here.

https://www.businessinsider.com/quirky-missouri-mosaic-house-for-sale-venice-club-photos-2023-6

[melonchanverse]

Hi Mel!! Don't worry about sending me asks, I love seeing you in my inbox!

This time for Miyako!

send 🦄 for a physical health headcanon

send 😡 for an anger headcanon

send 💕 for a love headcanon

send 🏡 for a home headcanon

THANK YOU NIMO ME TOO 🥹🥹🥹 always glad to see you!

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🦄 physical health headcanon

According to some, despite her outwardly cheerful demeanor, Miyako occasionally struggles with sleep disturbances. Due to her intense curiosity and thirst for knowledge, her mind constantly churns with ideas and theories, leading to restless nights. However, she rarely admits to this, preferring to keep the facade of an effortlessly confident and energetic individual.

😡 anger headcanon

Miyako’s anger, although subtle, can be quite intense. She tends to bottle up her emotions, but when triggered, her anger often results in sarcastic, cutting comments rather than outright outbursts. Being naturally quick-witted, she can wield words like a weapon when provoked. Despite their biting nature, these remarks usually carry a layer of wit and humor, making it difficult for others to distinguish between her genuine irritation and friendly banter.

💕 love headcanon

Despite her whimsical demeanor, Miyako's idea of love can be unconventional. She finds beauty in the strange and unusual, often fascinated by those who challenge societal norms. Her version of love not only involves deep emotional connections but also embraces the quirks and oddities that make individuals unique. For her, love is like a captivating puzzle, where each piece represents a peculiar trait, and the joy lies in piecing them together to create a complete picture.

🏡 home headcanon

Miyako's home is often described as a sanctuary of chaos and creativity. It's a place where her love for vibrant colors and eclectic decor takes center stage. The walls are adorned with a mix of pop art, scientific diagrams, and quirky knick-knacks. The rooms are never tidied up, as she believes cleanliness stifles her creative flow. Despite the apparent chaos, there's a sense of order and comfort in her carefully arranged mess.

[hungergamesheadcanons]

Capitol Living Quarters For Victors We Know And Love:

In my head the Victors get allocated blank space apartments on the floor of their district in the Tribute Centre for when they 'need' to be in the Capitol, whether for The Games or for clients. Maybe these rooms get memorialised after their deaths, maybe they get scrapped and left for the next victor, you decide. Here are some headcanons on their rooms.

Mags Flanagan:

Simple and clean, reminiscent of home if slightly on the more luxurious side. Gravitates towards blues and whites, as it reminds her of the ocean. Usually has a scared tribute sleeping in here at least once a year, so it's very cosy and calming.

Finnick Odair:

So I couldn't actually find a reference I was 100% happy with but this is the closest I could get. To me Finnick's room is full of reminders of home - seashell strings on the wall his sisters made, driftwood tables and stuff like that. I also think it's full of things that catch his eye - whether because it's almost impossible soft or kind of quirky, and even though it's kind of eclectic, the room is full of pale blues and soft yellows. I also like to think that he has a lot of art on his walls to remind him of the sea - most people get homesick but Finnick gets seasick.

Johanna Mason:

So I reckon Johanna fully started this room expecting to lean fully into the District 7 aesthetic, but when her family was killed she tapped out and the Capitol designers were left to fill in the blanks. Consequently her room is like a mix of too much yet not enough home, and she despises the place. If she had to pick between being in this room or at home though, she'd always pick this room. Home has too many ghosts for Johanna.

Haymitch Abernathy:

Haymitch's room is a mess, for sure. Littered with beer bottles and other booze whenever he's in it, but when he leaves it's always magically cleaned and smelling like citrus when he returns. It's filled with all sorts of cheap tat - most of it makeshift gifts received from the tributes he knowingly sent to their deaths as they knew they wouldn't be getting out alive. Those are the only things in that room he consistently dusts. He has a cactus too. That thing should be dead by now but it isn't. Maybe the cleaners water it.

Bonus round!

Katniss Everdeen:

Katniss designing a bedroom? She would have scoffed and said no, leaving the Capitol (and probably Cinna) to sort it out in her stead. It wouldn't have been bad - it wouldn't have been her safe space sure, but to Katniss a room is a room. As long as she's got a bed, she doesn't care.

Peeta Mellark:

Peeta's on the other hand would be simple but cozy. Let's be real, any tributes after them would probably gravitate towards Peeta if they were scared or struggling, as he's easily the most sensitive and comforting of the gang. So Peeta's room would be full of soft, squishy surfaces and blankets for when sniffling children knock on his door in the middle of the night, along with warm fairy lights and big windows.

Lucy Gray Baird:

Didn't expect to see her here, did ya? Colourful, chaotic, and more than a little jarring to the eye, Lucy Gray's room would have been almost painful to look at. Everything in it has meaning, though, and don't you dare tell her to change anything if you don't wanna get sassed.

Effie Trinket:

Hyper-feminine and rather stylish, Effie's Escort room would be the height of luxury befitting her station. Very comfortable, and slightly impractical in some instances but what does that matter when you have an aesthetic to maintain.

Coriolanus Snow:

Stuck in the past. Nasty, horrible man. Ugh. enjoy your room of designer sadness sir.

Primrose Everdeen:

Were Prim to ever have a Capitol bedroom, it would be full of pastel shades and jewel tones, comfy and cosy. Lots of cute decor and plants - she'd love watering them all. Probably lots of big pillows for buttercup to snooze on.

[tourdion]

Second Place Pint

Setting: The Pigeon Milk Cafe, the eclectic hub where Stephen Malkmus finds solace after his horse show adventure.

Opening Scene: The jingling of the cafe door signals Stephen Malkmus's entrance. He wearily takes a seat at the counter, adorned with pigeon-themed decor.

Stephen (to Barista): "Make it a pint, today's been a hoofbeat short of a melody."

The barista nods knowingly and begins preparing a special pint of pigeon milk for Stephen.

Scene 1: "Hoofbeats and Harmony" As Stephen sits, he reflects on the horse show, occasionally humming a tune. The regular patrons exchange glances, sensing something's amiss.

Barista (placing the pint before Stephen): "On the house, Stephen. For the second-place blues."

Stephen (smirking): "Thanks. Pigeon milk, the unsung hero of the indie rodeo."

Scene 2: "Pint of Reflection" Stephen takes a long sip, the quirky flavor of pigeon milk mingling with the indie soundtrack playing softly in the background.

Stephen (muttering to himself): "Should've jumped that last hurdle, but here I am, drowning my sorrows in pigeon milk."

Scene 3: "Unexpected Company" Katie McCabe, sensing Stephen's mood, joins him at the counter.

Katie: "Second place got you down, Malkmus?"

Stephen (smirking): "Not anymore. Pigeon milk and pavement dreams, Katie."

Scene 4: "Pigeon Milk Cheers" The cafe's ambiance transforms as other patrons raise their cups in a symbolic toast to Stephen's equestrian endeavor.

Stephen (raising his pint): "To second place, where the indie rodeo finds its rhythm."

The cafe manager, inspired by the moment, cues up a Pavement track as the quirky celebration continues.

Closing Scene: The camera pans out as Stephen Malkmus and Katie McCabe share a laugh over the pint of pigeon milk, surrounded by the whimsical atmosphere of the Pigeon Milk Cafe.

Fade Out with Indie Tunes and the Clinking of Cups.

End Scene.

[quiveringdeer]

Reiner and Bertholdt getting distracted by everything while they shop, turning everything over like "oh, this is nice😲" Then you got Annie who's a very grab-it-and-go gal with anything that isn't sweets.

Hahaha This is so legitimate.

I feel like Annie isn't even someone who needs to make a physical list. She just has the few things in mind she needs, grabs them and checks out. I feel like she isn't the biggest fan of crowds either, like she can handle lots of people around, but in a perfect world she wouldn't have to.

She's really only an impulse shopper when it comes to sweets. Like she has to expressly avoid passing the bakery section in stores or actual bakeries and a patisseries whenever she's out or she's gonna end up with a giant bag full of sweets she's obligated to consume in that same day. Annie has soooo much self discipline, but put something sweet before her and that discipline may as well be cotton candy in a rainstorm.

I feel like Bertito is a big list person. If he has capacity, he probably also has a running inventory of his pantry and fridge. Mainly I think this cause I headcanon him as a big baker. So he's always needing to be aware of how much, flour, eggs, sugar, etc. he has on hand.

He has his list, double checks it before heading to the stores--even if nothing is ever amiss--and gets exactly what he needs. But! He doesn't mind strolling around non food specific shops, without a plan. Had someone mention a hc of him being an avid thrift shopper and I fully support this. Him and Pieck are great thrifters. And cause his trips often include her, he's cultivated a very chill and "no-rush let's peruse everything and just enjoy the moment" attitude, from Pieck. He has a similar attitude anyway, so it works.

I feel like if Annie or Porco were to join them on these endeavors--Annie would simply get bored and leave to do her own thing and Pock would stick around but be an obnoxious complainy baby until Pieck encourages him to go do something else. lmao ((even if they aren't dating, they are always hella close in my mind and he sticks to her like a lil baby duck))

Then we have Reiner. Sometimes he makes a list! But he's very much a, I'm just gonna go up and down every isle in case I forgot something, type person. Regardless if he made a list or not. ((am I projecting? mind'ya business 😗))

When it comes to other types of stores, he also likes to casually peruse. Picking up objects that pique his interest. He's not much of an impulse buyer, I think no matter the verse, he's not prone to buying lots of material things. But he does like to pick out things for others! Especially his mom or Gabi. He does so for his friends and coworkers too. ((he likes the idea of them associating positive feelings with the object and thus positive thoughts of him))

To round things out--I think Annie is also fairly minimal when it comes to buying "unnecessary" things. Like she would be someone to literally have one bowl, spoon and mug in her apartment. Not even a fork. She can manage just with her spoon and knife.

Bertie and Porco have a fair collection of, things. But nothing that'd be considered "clutter" I guess. They both are prone to collecting sentimental items and displaying them on shelves or such. I believe Bertito also is a collector of instruments and I wanna say records too.

Porco is partial to posters and probably lil tchotchkes that he's been given by family or friends. (Many from Pieck!)

Speaking of, Pieck --being the artiste and free spirit I hc her to be-- is always picking up lil things that bring her joy or she believes will bring someone else joy. Her dishware and silverware are all eclectic mismatch pieces. Each with its own story probably. As a ceramic and 3D artist, she's made a lot of her own decor but also loves quirky, eccentric things others have made. She'll go out to the store to grab toilet paper and some other essentials and come back home without the toilet paper but a few of the essentials and a giant light fixture or something!

[ariadnew]

CTJL 2021, ROUND 7: PARIS

Archie had lived in Paris once, when he was eighteen. He and three of his closest mates, newly graduated, living out of a predictably small, predictably bohemian apartment in Montmartre while they spent the summer making pocket money teaching English to French kids and exploring their newfound adult freedom to the fullest extent they dared. 

All of this is, naturally, entirely new information to Dot.

Much to her delight, he continues on the Metro. One of his best friends, he tells her, got a job peeling vegetables and washing dishes at a restaurant governed by an Escoffier-trained chef, just to line his pockets. He fell wickedly and firmly in love with the world of the kitchen that summer. They barely saw him. He’s a sous-chef at one of London’s swankiest hotels now. And they still barely see him. Another spent those months honing his already prodigious talent for the social. Their apartment, he relates with a smile that is half-nostalgic, half-bashful, was frequently stuffed to the brim with strangers and friends alike; people found in clubs, markets, parks, cafes, galleries, streets; artists, actors, dancers, dreamers, and anything in between. On particularly notable occasions, their guests included a thalassophobic carcinologist, a Viennese piano technician, a professor of film studies, a diplomat’s (alleged) former mistress, and a fascinatingly cheerful mortician. Mostly, however, he recalls women. Lyndsay had a new girl on his arm every time they saw him, it seemed. Sometimes two. Sometimes two on each arm. Two on each arm, and a few in tow for his single friends. He was- by his own testimony- “unerringly generous” in that regard.

– But those, Archie says, as abrupt as the gentle appearance of colour in his cheeks, are stories for another time. His tone and his haste to depart the Metro tell her that another time is likely code for never. 

* It is to Montmartre he is taking them that morning, to a small cafe tucked between a fromagerie and a shop crammed as ambitiously as it precariously with ceramics. It’s a street of vibrancy, filled with colour and quirkiness and life. Awnings flutter bright against the grey Parisian sky; the numbing autumn air is tinted with the warm, wheaten smell of a busy bakery. They pass a record store painted red and a glacier in shades of orange and ice; beneath signs announcing costumières in flamboyant strokes and bric-à-brac with scraps of rusted metal. Tables and chairs are arranged dutifully outside eateries and are occupied by equally dutiful locals taking their morning coffee and smoking in the drizzle. The gutter underfoot trickles and glistens with overnight rain, crumpled with sodden copper leaves and cigarette butts. A middle-aged man looks away in a display of feigned ignorance while the Bull Terrier at the end of his lead hunches over the pavement. A woman in a long skirt flies by on a bicycle hurling words Dot doesn’t understand but cannot possibly be complimentary. A leaf flutters to the pavement; a distant horn blares. Weak morning light gleams in the wet of the cobbled road.

Agatha has agreed to join them for breakfast, though it is not because she has any real desire for their company.

She has taken the seat to Dot’s right, where she currently sits tall and aloof and dabbing a stray rain drop from her cheek with her sleeve, eyeing the eclectic decor and commenting on the oddly tart-sweet smell of baked, borderline-burned apricots. Clad in stiletto boots and an elegant designer coat that’d cover Dot’s rent for the next five months, she does not look like a woman who frequented colourful cafes squashed within a city’s most offbeat streets and ate crooked, bleeding pastries for breakfast. She looks like a woman who’d be more at home dining in the Four Seasons’ breakfast room, or at one of those famed Belle Epoque brasseries Dot read about in a tourist guide, one of green glasswork and gold and all things art nouveau, with prices as impossible as its waiting list. She imagines her briefly, the heroine of some Jazz Age novel, svelte and sparkling in an evening gown and elbow-length gloves with a cigarette holder perched in a languid, elegant hand; smoking Turkish cigarettes and listening to jazz while men in sharp suits and dapper haircuts line up to bring her expensive champagne and beget her elusive attention. It is not an altogether difficult image to conjure. But Agatha is not at the Four Seasons, nor at one of the most coveted tables among the city’s brasseries (nor, indeed, in another time period). Agatha is here, looking as out of place as a Vermeer hanging in a kindergarten classroom—

And she is here, it turns out, because this is not her first time in Paris. 

Parisians, she has found, are frequently afflicted with sudden and violent bouts of amnesia where the English language is concerned. Manners, too. Thus, a companion fluent in the language whilst in the capital is an incomparable advantage. How convenient it is, then, that Archie– as he has frequently reminded them over the course of their stay– is able to speak the language fluently! It also happens that he is in possession of an unnatural amount of patience, and- even more convenient!- is already on her payroll. Why wouldn’t she take advantage of that? Agatha isn’t in the mood to handle Parisian attitude. True, she isn’t really in the mood to handle English attitude, either, but the devil you know and all that. He might as well work for his wage. Make himself useful. Be worth the trouble. For once. 

It is for this reason alone she has deigned to keep Archie around, even if the cost is having to endure a morning of him flaunting his irritatingly good French, being irritatingly nonchalant about how irritatingly good it is, and being around Archie in general.

Dot knows this, because Agatha has just finished telling her. 

Archie must also know this, because she has not waited for him to leave after handing him a fistful of euros and telling him to order for her. Now. Please. (It makes him go away faster, she’d explained) (again, right in front of him)

Archie looks at Dot, the picture of sangfroid, and holds up Agatha’s euros.

‘Care to join me, Dottie?’ His tone is cool and smooth as the inside of a luxury car; his eyes spark with hidden humour. ‘Order what you like; Agatha’s just offered us our breakfast today. Awfully generous of her.’ ‘I put up w-’ ‘Awfully generous indeed.’ Agatha lowers her phone and looks Dot square in the eye. Having been in her employ longer and more closely than most, one would think she’d have grown accustomed to the unnerving, burning darkness of her mistress’ eyes.

She has not. (... If anything, it’d only gotten scarier)

‘Go with him, Dot.’ Agatha turns her eyes back to her phone, her voice low and bored. ‘And make sure you take your time.’

If Archie is similarly unnerved, he doesn’t show it. He meets Dot’s eye, flashes her a smile, and gestures with a sweep of his arm toward the register, as unconcerned and cheerful as ever.

* Part II of angry breakfast tomorrow. 👉 😎 👉

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The Cottage Book, 1989

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Le Leche Restaurant in Puerto Vallarta is a one-of-a-kind dining experience. Set in a converted milk factory, the restaurant boasts a quirky and eclectic atmosphere with white-washed walls and whimsical decor. The concept of the restaurant revolves around a communal dining experience, where guests sit at long wooden tables and enjoy a set menu featuring creative and innovative dishes. Le Leche is known for its lively ambiance, delicious cuisine, and the occasional surprise performance or interactive element during the meal, making it a memorable and unconventional dining destination in Puerto Vallarta.

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The sims 4 Eccentric Scholar challenge

In this challenge, you'll create a Sim who is a quirky and eccentric academic, eager to explore the depths of knowledge at the university. Here's how it works:

1. Create Your Sim: Design a Sim with unique and unconventional traits, appearance, and style to reflect their eccentric nature. Give them a passion for learning and a curious mind. 2. Eccentric Dorm: Your Sim must live in a dorm throughout their university journey. Decorate their dorm room with an eclectic mix of objects, colors, and patterns that showcase their quirky personality. 3. Unconventional Studies: Your Sim's primary goal is to explore the weirdest and most unusual subjects available in the university. Enroll in the "Bizarre Beliefs" or "Peculiar Phenomena" courses, and actively participate in lectures and seminars. 4. Eccentric Friends: Forge connections with like-minded eccentric individuals. Befriend roommates or fellow students who share your Sim's passion for the strange and unusual. 5. Quirky Hobbies: Encourage your Sim to take up peculiar hobbies. Collect bizarre collectibles, dabble in alchemy, experiment with potions, and embrace any other odd activities the expansion pack offers. 6. Unique Wardrobe: Dress your Sim in outfits that showcase their eccentricity. Mix and match unusual clothing pieces, patterns, and accessories to stand out on campus. 7. Social Experimentation: Engage in social experiments with other students. Conduct odd surveys, start conversations about peculiar topics, and gauge reactions to your Sim's eccentric behavior. 8. Eccentric Achievements: Set challenges for your Sim, like completing a term with only taking bizarre courses or maxing out the Alchemy skill. Earn rewards for each achievement to enrich your Sim's university experience. 9. Eccentric Part-Time Job: Find an unusual part-time job on campus that aligns with your Sim's eccentric personality. This could be something like searching for rare herbs, working at the Paranormal Investigator career, or even starting a conspiracy theory club. 10. Showcase Your Eccentricity: Use the in-game photo and video capture features to document your Sim's eccentric journey through university life. Share these moments with the Sims 4 community to inspire others to embrace their quirks.

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In today’s digital world, home decor online shopping is becoming the preferred method for finding and purchasing decor items. Not only does it offer a wider variety of products, but it also provides the convenience of browsing from home. You can easily compare prices, read reviews, and get inspiration for your space without the hassle of in-store shopping.

At Decor Corner, the online shopping experience is made even easier with a well-organized website, fast delivery, and exceptional customer service. Whether you're looking for modern home decor items to match a contemporary aesthetic or unique home decor items to add flair to your space, you'll find exactly what you're looking for at the click of a button.

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When it comes to creating a beautiful and stylish home, Decor Corner is your go-to destination for all your home decor needs. With a wide range of modern home decor items, unique home decor items, and everything in between, you're sure to find pieces that reflect your style and enhance your home. The convenience of home decor online shopping combined with Decor Corner’s exceptional quality and customer service makes it the best place to buy home decor items.

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Incorporating Antique Treasures in Your Bedroom: WeDezine’s Designer Tips

Vintage elements can bring a unique blend of character, history, and charm to any space—especially your bedroom. From classic furniture to eclectic decor, the right vintage touches can transform your room into a stylish, cozy haven with stories to tell. At WeDezine, we believe every space should reflect your personality, and vintage decor offers a perfect way to add individuality and elegance. Here’s our guide to seamlessly blending vintage pieces into your modern bedroom.

1. Start with a Statement Vintage Piece

A standout vintage furniture piece can instantly elevate your bedroom’s aesthetic. Whether it’s a beautifully crafted bed frame, a classic dresser, or a unique wardrobe, incorporating one key vintage piece creates a focal point that draws the eye.

Vintage Bed Frames: A wrought-iron bed or a wooden four-poster can add instant grandeur, giving your space an old-world, romantic feel.

Antique Dressers & Wardrobes: Look for intricate woodwork, weathered finishes, or distinctive hardware to bring depth and personality to your bedroom.

2. Create Balance by Mixing Vintage with Modern

The key to successful vintage styling lies in balance. While too many vintage pieces can make a room feel cluttered or dated, blending them with modern elements helps maintain a fresh, contemporary look.

Layer Textures & Styles: Pair a sleek, minimalist bed with a vintage nightstand, or place a retro armchair next to a modern dresser. This contrast between old and new adds depth and sophistication without overwhelming the space.

Vintage Lighting: Add elegance with a vintage chandelier or brass sconces, but keep the overall design balanced by incorporating modern, minimalistic lighting options.

3. Incorporate Vintage Accessories for Subtle Charm

If committing to larger vintage furniture feels daunting, start small with accessories. Vintage decor accents can still make a big impact, infusing the room with nostalgia and charm without taking up too much space.

Mirrors: A large, ornate vintage mirror serves as both a decorative statement and a functional piece, reflecting light and making the room feel more spacious.

Clocks & Picture Frames: A retro alarm clock or vintage picture frames can bring a personal, sentimental touch to your bedside table or walls.

Textiles & Rugs: Layering vintage rugs or incorporating vintage-inspired textiles—think lace, velvet, or crochet throws—adds warmth and texture. Opt for Persian rugs or handwoven fabrics for a luxurious feel.

4. Repurpose Vintage Trunks and Suitcases

Vintage trunks and suitcases not only add a charming, nostalgic vibe but also offer practical storage solutions. Place a vintage trunk at the foot of your bed to store blankets or use stacked suitcases as quirky side tables. These pieces are great conversation starters and bring a sense of history to your space.

5. Get Creative with Repurposing Vintage Finds

Think outside the box when using vintage pieces. An old ladder can become a chic rack for throws or magazines, while an antique vanity can serve as a stylish desk. Repurposing vintage items adds a personalized touch to your bedroom, offering both function and flair.

6. Coordinate Colors and Finishes for a Harmonious Look

Vintage pieces often feature rich tones and distinctive finishes, such as deep wood stains, brass, or gold accents. To keep your bedroom feeling cohesive, pay attention to how these tones work with your existing decor.

Match Wood Tones: Coordinate the wood tones of vintage furniture with your flooring or other pieces to maintain a harmonious look.

Neutral Backdrops: Let your vintage items shine by using a neutral color palette for your walls and bedding. Whites, soft beiges, and pastels provide a fresh canvas for vintage accents.

Pops of Color: Introduce color through vintage-inspired artwork or textiles. This keeps the room lively and gives your vintage pieces extra character.

7. Add Vintage Art and Photography

Vintage art and photographs can instantly enrich your space by adding depth and history. Whether it’s framed family heirlooms or antique prints sourced from flea markets, hanging vintage art on your walls creates a personal and timeless ambiance.

8. Less is More—Curate Your Vintage Collection

When incorporating vintage pieces, it’s important to remember that less is more. A few carefully selected items will have more impact than filling the room with too many. Choose a handful of standout vintage pieces and allow them to shine, avoiding clutter while preserving the balance between vintage and modern.

Conclusion: WeDezine’s Approach to Vintage-Inspired Interiors

Incorporating vintage pieces into your bedroom can create a truly unique and personal space. From statement furniture to subtle accessories, vintage elements add warmth, depth, and an unmistakable charm that tells a story. At WeDezine, we specialize in designing homes that reflect your personality, and vintage decor is a perfect way to achieve a bedroom that feels both timeless and contemporary.

Ready to add a vintage touch to your bedroom? Contact WeDezine today, and let’s create a space that tells your story.