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In tiny tub which is in the kitchen, Jo Ann reads a paperback while bathing. Apartment does not have radiator heat but it does have hot water.

Nina Leen, Life, May 17, 1954

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antique outfitted kitchen, east village. via the nytimes.

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9th st. Vintage for Ponytail Journal… NYC

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Patent Pending speakeasy in NYC (scoop: Dezeen)

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Tarot & Tropes Day 11

Tarot & Tropes Day 11: Love Triangle, prompt and tarot spread from @3am-tarot

You can only pick one: Page of Swords

Triads exist: Ace of Swords

They lay in the grass, staring up at the hazy blue sky of late summer. In a few short weeks, the knights would set out to ride their circuits, packing up their newly-minted squires to join them, off to separate corners of the kingdom.

“They can’t split us up like this.”

“They won’t ever be able to keep us apart!”

“Hey guys…what if we got married?

“Like…to who?”

“All three of us, silly!”

The pastoral scene was quiet for a moment, then filled with the riotous laughter of youth, of optimism, of the burgeoning first quarter moon in the afternoon sky, of love, of denial.

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tarot & tropes: day twelve

thank you to @3am-tarot for hosting! THIS HAS BEEN AMAZING! THANK YOU FOR READING MY WORDS! TO FINISH HERE ARE ALL OF MY GAY BB OCS IN ONE ROOM! as always, feel free to pop into my ask box with your headcanons or metas, or reblog to support!

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the trope: found family the spread: i don't belong anywhere / we belong together the pull: four of swords / seven of swords

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So far, life’s shown Carly she’s better off staying small than playing to win.

Putting oneself out there invites at least a fifty-percent chance it could all get smashed to smithereens, and honestly, she’s not sure she can risk it. The energy it would take to put Humpty Dumpty back together again seems just… not available to her again.

She looks around the room: Sophie kisses Max, who laughs, pulling Christina’s attention from the kitchen, and Micah catches Carly’s eye, winking as she accepts a drink from a smiling Tai.

For the first time, this feels like it’s for keeps.

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tarot & tropes: day eleven

thank you to @3am-tarot for hosting! oooooh baby this one's juicy! WHO ARE THEY? as always, feel free to pop into my ask box with your headcanons or metas, or reblog to support!

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the trope: love triangle the spread: you can only pick one / triads exist the pull: nine of swords / ten of cups

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He swirls his glass, thick fingers cradling the thin stem as tenderly as they’d teased milk and honey from your tongue, and suddenly you’re wracked with guilt.

He should be enough.

Who are you to ask for more?

What can they offer you that you don’t already have?

“You look conflicted,” he observes. Curious, not upset.

Still, “I’m sorry,” you say, even though he’s told you not to apologize so much.

But he doesn’t take you to task. If anything, he ignores your disobedience, rewarding you regardless.

“I want them too,” he smiles, and suddenly your world lies wide open.

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day eleven of the #TarotTropes tarot spread series: love triangle . we're in the home stretch! love triangles are tricky, and are hard to do well — but when it's a true triangle, and the characters are written well, it can be such a fun dynamic to play with. i'm very much team #whychoose but there are plenty of ways to resolve this trope. and in the meantime, who knows what messes the characters will find themselves in? . reminder that in addition to tagging me and using the hashtag #TarotTropes to have me share your work and readings with others, i also have a ton of free spreads, spread collections, and custom spread services on my website. and if you love getting new tarot spreads on the regular, you're gonna wanna subscribe to my newsletter! find links to everything in my bio or head to 3amtarot.com for more 🖤

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isn't it so crazy that 51 is divisible by 17. because 51 is such an ugly number that based on vibes alone i would 100% think it's prime 😭😭 like who in the world would even WANT to divide that shit? 17 and 3 i fucking guess...... 🤷

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tarot & tropes: day ten

thank you to @3am-tarot for hosting! everybody say hello to cian x jamie, who definitely have a history, but their present just got a whole lot more interesting! as always, feel free to pop into my ask box with your headcanons or metas, or reblog to support!

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the trope: fake dating the spread: it's just for the weekend / oops, we're married now the pull: page of cups / ace of cups

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Cian loads the bags in the car while Jamie says goodbye to the ocean-front hotel room.

Sue him, he’s become attached.

It’s just that when Cian first asked him to be his plus one to his company’s annual retreat, it seemed like the perfect plan to get a tan, drink for free, and spend a long weekend with a longtime friend. And yes, Jamie's always had eyes, which can see the soft bow of Cian’s smile, and how his defined abdominal muscles lead the way to more cushioned, intimate skin.

Skin that Jamie now knows the taste of…

Well, shit.

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tarot & tropes: day nine

thank you to @3am-tarot for hosting! can't stop, won't stop with the bourbon plot!!! before you read today's catch up on day one, day six & day seven. as always, feel free to pop into my ask box with your headcanons or metas, or reblog to support!

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the trope: grumpy / sunshine the spread: go away / come closer the pull: six of cups / ace of pentacles

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“I thought orgasms were supposed to make you happy,” they tease, pinching your side where they know you’re sensitive.

You bat their hand away and wish you could turn your body off.

“Maybe you didn’t do it right,” you lie. They’d played you like a freshly-tuned string instrument, making gorgeous melodies from their first chair seat.

They roll their eyes—a painfully familiar gesture you didn’t realize you missed until now—and start to move away, putting space between them and your signature snark.

You catch their wrist in a loose, but secure grip.

“Where do you think you’re going?”

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day nine of the #TarotTropes themed spread series: grumpy/sunshine . you know it, you love it: sometimes the shiny happy one finds the dark twisty one. this might be an opposites attract situation, or could live alongside other tropes instead, but grumpy / sunshine can be such a fun dynamic to play with. . as always, feel free to use this spread to explore your original characters and favorite ships, your d&d characters, or to play around with the prompts in whatever way suits your fancy. if you'd like me to share your work, tag me and use the hashtag #TarotTropes!

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tarot & tropes: day eight

thank you to @3am-tarot for hosting! today, we're back with micah x tai! this excerpt maaay give away a bit of plot, but oh well, we've earned it! feel free to pop into my ask box with questions or flailings, or reblog to support!

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the trope: idiots in love the spread: of course we're not together / wait a minute the pull: seven of swords / eight of cups

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As hard as Micah’s trying to follow, Tai’s not making any sense.

They’d set out to win, and they’d done it. Followed the plan to the letter. Played their parts with aplomb. But their commitment always had an end date. It wasn’t personal, they’d simply reached the break-up part of their public narrative.

For months, Micah’s had the perfect post drafted in her notes app. It gives equal parts consciously uncoupling and remaining close. Then, Tai could go back to her cool, Highland Park life, and Micah would go back to just being her little sister’s best friend.

Right?

Unless…

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day 8 of my #TarotTropes tarot spreads series is the beloved #idiotsinlove! . you know how sometimes you're in a relationship for years but don't actually realize it? how sometimes you're so close with another person and everyone knows you're in love and treats you like a couple? this trope is for the slow burners and the eventual romancers, the friends-to-lovers and the vehement deniers. . as always, feel free to use these for your original characters and your fanfics, your artwork or vision boards or playlists, or for whatever else your smutty heart desires. tag me and use the hashtag #TarotTropes if you'd like me to share your work! . and of course, i'm sharing so many tarot spreads this month not only because i LOVE spreads but because i have a book coming out, a custom spread membership program, and tons of other spread-themed resources available to help you in your practice! head to 3amtarot.com or explore the links in my bio to find some new prompts to play with, or to have me write one just for you 🖤

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day seven of my #TarotTropes tarot spread series: forbidden love . this is a big category, and depending on the context and what you're into and where the story goes, could include things like enemies-to-lovers, age gaps, mutual pining, secret dating, and so much angst, to name just a few. as always, feel free to use this spread and these prompts to inspire your writing and creative work, original characters, and anything else your little heart desires. . what are your favorite tropes? how have you been using these spreads and prompts? lmk in the comments and thanks so much to everyone who's been sharing work on instagram and tumblr, it's been SO fun to see your ideas flowing!

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tarot & tropes: day seven

thank you to @3am-tarot for hosting! the bourbon plot simply must continue, so before you read today's catch up on day one & day six. as always, feel free to pop into my ask box with your headcanons or metas, or reblog to support!

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the trope: forbidden love the spread: we couldn't possibly / i'll never tell the pull: The Hierophant / The Moon

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The bed becomes a sanctuary of plentiful, prodigal praise. Divine rules and cosmic surrender. Hands blur as boundaries do, overheated and under negotiated. Lips take communion, every taste as blood-red as holy wine, every gasp as transcendent as the promise of rebirth.

There is no turning back.

Key obtained, door shoved open. Secrets revealed in the ghostly glow of midnight.

Please, breaks the silence. By who, it hardly matters, not when the need is so great, the mountain’s peak within reach.

All of the grapes in the world couldn’t produce the feeling of being full of barrel-aged corn and compulsion.

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tarot & tropes: day six

thank you to @3am-tarot for hosting! we're halfway through, so for today's trope, i returned to my day one: hurt/comfort pairing - but from the other pov! feel free to pop into my ask box with your headcanons or metas, or reblog to support!

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the trope: slow burn the spread: a subtle hint / a major move the pull: The Wheel / The Devil

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This has been building for a while.

You know it.

They know it.

Nothing about this meeting tonight was clandestine. Unlike a game of roulette, you made strategic moves to get here. You plotted and manifested their presence. Reeled them in with bait made of bourbon and bad decisions.

You’re hungry for them in a way that feels dangerous. Always have been, which is why you’ve kept your distance. Why you’ve never crossed the line. Why you disappeared, all those years ago…

“C’mere,” you command. Soft, but firm.

They walk through the shadow of the valley of death, towards you.