#Anemone Armchair

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Anemone Armchair by Giancarlo Zema for Giovannetti (2011)

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Anemone Armchair by Giancarlo Zema for Giovannetti, 2011

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Synopsis: At the beginning of the school year, Yuu joins the mountain lovers club and quickly becomes good acquaintances with the only other member: Jade Leech. But can they stay friendly while working against each other under Azul’s contract?

I finally got around to continuing this fic I wrote a while back! It’s a rewrite of Book 3 that focuses on Jade and Yuu being unsure where they stand as acquaintances, enemies, or even… friends?

Since it’s a rewrite, it’s likely going to get pretty long, so I’m posting it on AO3, but here’s a small taste of the second chapter (up now!):

“I think it’s safe to say that everyone with an anemone on their head gambled on Azul’s contract and lost,” Jack said, leaning back in the black-and-white striped couch, and gazing up at the discolored, Ramshackle ceiling.

They had just finished crashing Azul’s “employee meeting”. But after inspiring an unsuccessful revolt, there wasn’t much left for them to do but go over what little they knew.

“Apparently the terms of the contract were to place in the top fifty, but with the sheer number of people signin’ on, most of ‘em never stood a chance of getting in at all. That was Azul’s game from the start.”

“Indeed,” Yuu sighed, setting a glass of water on the coffee table in front of the wolf beastman. They then sat down in the green armchair and took a sip from their own glass. “What I don’t understand is why Azul would risk ruining his own reputation like that. Word will spread and the whole school will know that his contracts are scams. From a business stand point, he’s just losing future customers by indenturing so many people now.”

Jack frowned. “That’s what you’re concerned about?”

Yuu shook their head. “I’m just saying it doesn’t add up. There must be something more to it that we’re missing.”

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Anemone Armchair by Giancarlo Zema for Giovannetti (2011) c.$10k

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The Anemone armchair by Giancarlo Zema

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Unit 9 Prompt

Prompt: Interpret (through this blog) the most amazing thing you know about nature – get us excited. This is your blog – you audience isn’t out in the field with you so bring the field to your armchair reader.

To me, one of nature’s most amazing things is symbiosis, and the symbiotic relationships all throughout nature. A symbiotic relationship is when two or more species have a relationship that has interactions that are beneficial for all species involved. Symbiotic relationships take place in the air, on land, in the sea, on a macro and micro level, and all levels in between.

The first symbiotic relationship that comes to mind for me takes place in the oceans coral reefs, which are home to the clownfish and the sea anemone. The unlikely companionship of the two is the textbook example of symbiosis. The clownfish is one of the only species immune to the sea anemone’s stinging cells, which means that the inside the anemone is a perfect place for clownfish to seek shelter and to evade from predators. However, this is a symbiotic relationship, so what does the clownfish do for the anemone? The waste that the clownfish produces while seeking shelter in turn provides nutrients for the anemone, making this relationship a sort of positive feedback loop, or a symbiotic relationship.

This is far from the only symbiotic relationship in nature, another example could be insects, such as the ants in the Amazon rainforest, and the acacia tree, the acacia tree provides shelter for these ants, and a food source in the form of nectar, and in response, the ants protect the tree from herbivores trying to eat the tree, and even eat away any vegetation standing in the way from the acacia trees growth.

The previous example isn’t even the smallest form of symbiotic relationships, they can exist on a microscopic level in soil. Various forms of fungi are found within the soil, and can enhance plants ability to absorb water and nutrients, and in turn, the plants provide the fungi with sugars and other waste produced from photosynthesis.

These are just 3 examples of the wonder that is symbiosis and symbiotic relationships, and I hope that this illustrates a magnificent picture of the wonders of nature, and the interconnectedness of everything. Symbiosis reminds us that everything is interconnected and everything helps to sustain everything, one way or another. Next time you step outside, think about the role that symbiosis has in the things around you, or even that it has on you, directly or indirectly.

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Boho Apartment Renovation | 930 Medina Studios | CC Links after the cut

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This 2 bedroom, 2 bathroom apartment features a small study and an open layout. It is absolutely packed with poufs and plants. It’s perfect for the sim who loves the latest style trends and loves to host parties.

• 2 Bedrooms • 2 Bathrooms • 830 Medina Studios • 83,746

Must turn on bb.moveobjects when placing lot.

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Kitchen

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Living Room

@illogicalsims Minimalist Bedroom • dianallysims Lily Bookcase • severkina (TSR) Vega Office Pouf • @wondymoondesign Lithium Rug / Potassium Pouf / Manganese Wall Decor • ung99 Bedroom Lynn Pouf / Inside Out Living - Pillows / [Under the Sun Armchair](https://www.thesimsresource.com/downloads/details/category/sims4-objectrecolors-furnishing-comfort-livingchairs/title/under-the-sun–armchair-(-recolor-)/id/1386595/) / [Under The Sun Pillow](https://www.thesimsresource.com/downloads/details/category/sims4-objectrecolors-furnishing-decor-clutter/title/under-the-sun–pillow-double-(recolor)/id/1386601/) / Eiyina Living - Basket • @hamburgercakes Sleepy Mandala Pet Bed • onyx sims The Apothercary Dresser • @peacemaker-ic Eloise Sofa / Caine Living / Hamptons Builtin / Shrunken Coffee Tables • SIMcredible (TSR) Theorem Hallway - clothes rack • @vroshii Record Player Stand / Storage Bench • @ravasheencc I Woke Up Like This Nightstand • @thingsybydean Utopian Collection TV Stand

Bedrooms

@harrie-cc Stockholm • @hamburgercakes Flea Market Finds / Honey Bee Embroidery • nando Trip to Egypt BB • @peacemaker-ic Bayside Bedroom • severinka (TSR) Moroccan bedroom / Colour Me Rugs / Coba Bedroom / Drapery Delights / Mid-Century Abode / Oasis-chic Living

Study

@peacemaker-ic Vara Office

Bathrooms

@harrie-cc and @felixandresims Bafroom • @peacemaker-ic Hamptons Getaway • SIMcredible (TSR) Chlorophyll - Dividers

Walls and Decor

@harrie-cc and @felixandresims Tiny Twavellers • @annoyingardenpanda Stunnin’ Painting Addon • @hamburgercakes A Touch of Hygge • [@kyriat-sims] Botanical Drawings (wall) • @peacemaker-ic Splashback Glass Tiles / Kingston Dining - Artwork / Mid-Century Eclectic / Splendid Paneling

Plants

@sims4nicolesstuff Mega Plant Collection • @ars-botanica Anemone Set / More Peonies • simsi45 (modthesisms) 16 Potted Houseplants / 5 Eco-Lifestyle Potted Plants • @leaf-motif Little Ceramics • ND (TSR) Breeze Plants / Erin Plants / Haworthia Plant Terrarium • SIMcredible (TSR) Cassis plant orb • @nolan-sims Potted Pleasures • @ravasheencc Rooting For You Plant Set • @simgguk Plant Mom

Clutter

@brazenlotus Selvadoradian Kitchen Clutter • @ravasheenCC Simmer Down Kitchen Clutter (TSR) • @harrie-cc 5K Follower Gift • @kyriat-sims Small Botanical Drawings • @leaf-motif Vintage Crockery • @littlecakes Laundry Day Separates / Vintage Clutter • @mio-sims Curio Kitchen • @mlyssimblr Simple Clothes Racks / Pufferhead Stuff • @snitchdorada Whatever You Want Separates • severinka (TSR) Palermo Chest / Vintage Jewelry Box • @soloriya Bye Summer Wicker Tray / Picnic • @hamburgercakes Stoneware Citronella • @eatyurgreens Muji Journal • Righthearted (TSR) Nordic Basket Plant Pot • SIMcredible (TSR) Jules makeup brushes • @stefymcfly Clutter for Christmas • @plumbobteasociety Rustic Romance - Lantern • @queenofvraquin SORF Stoneware • @ravasheencc and @summerrplays Living Room Set • @ravasheencc Perfect Match Fireplace Set (TSR) / Bathroom Clutter • @thingsbydean Concrete Obsession • ung999 (TSR) Living Vicinc Pt 2 • @wondymoondesign Sequoia Plant

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Night Talks - Chapter 2

@anxious-ace Chapter 2!

Loceit (pre-relationship)

Tws: alcohol mention, flower mention

It wasn’t until a month later that Logan found himself alone with Janus again. It wasn’t that they were deliberately avoiding each other, they just never seemed to be in the same place at the same time without Remus or another side around. The month had gone surprisingly well, especially with Virgil moving from the Dark Side to the Light Side, and any problems that could have arisen from that. As Virgil spent most of his time in his room—no longer a crypt, but a dark room with purple accents and fairy lights strung up near the ceiling—to get used to one thing at a time, the misunderstandings were few and far between. That’s not to say that there weren’t disagreements and accidents from those under his watchful eye, but the blame for most of them was to be placed on Patton and Roman.

As it was the last time he had run into Janus, it was late at night, though this time, Patton and Roman were asleep and Virgil was either asleep or enjoying quiet time in his room, free from an overly energetic prince. Logan was doing his final checks of the commons before checking the tenets of the Light Side, making sure that lights were turned off, countertop appliances were turned off, and there wasn’t anything left out on the counter that would attract pests or go bad. Logan was so focused on getting into the kitchen, on making sure there was nothing in the toaster or blender and that they were turned off and unplugged that he missed the dim light from a lamp in the corner of the seating area.

Logan shuffled around the kitchen, messing with appliances, and taking something green with a strange metallic sheen to it but a sticky texture and a strange smell out of the toaster before putting it in a tupperware container and placing it on the portion of the counter where he always left Remus’ experiments or pranks when he found them. After checking the rest of the kitchen, Logan sighed and walked back out into the sitting area, where he noticed a lamp on, light directed at a side curbed up in one of the armchairs. Upon closer inspection, he realized it was Janus, staring forlornly at the pages of a book, eyes unmoving aside from the occasional sluggish blink.

“Janus?”

His head didn’t move, but his shoulders jumped up towards his ears before lowering to where they were prior.

“Why are you still up, is Remus setting off the fire alarms again?” Logan perched on the edge of the other armchair far as he could get from the other, not wanting to invade his personal space.

“I don’t miss him. I don’t miss the ambient sounds of another person in the room. I definitely don’t miss the sarcastic comments, or the secret smiles, or the way he used to look at Remus and I as if we meant the world to him. The days long past, when he was but a child, I don’t wish we had them back.”

“Virgil, I’m assuming. Wait one moment please.” Logan stood up, heading back into the kitchen, grabbing a bottle of red wine from the fridge and two wine glasses. He set the glasses on the table between their chairs and uncorked the bottle, pouring it into the two glasses. He held a glass out to Janus.

“Here. Would you like me to tell you about what’s been going on on my side? With Virgil and the others? And in return, you could tell me about Remus?”

The other side took the glass and sat up, book closing and falling to his side. “Of course not. Care to converse over a game?”

He snapped his fingers, producing a deck of cards adorned with a black rose design on the back. He twisted, sitting cross-legged, sideways in the chair, facing Logan.

At the unexpectedly sharp noise, Logan looked closer, noting that Janus wasn’t wearing his gloves, for once. His scales didn’t just cover the side of his face, it seemed, as there were lighter scales creeping up the back of his hands. They looked to be in better condition than the ones on Janus’ face. Logan wondered what they felt like, if they were cool to the touch, if they were rough or smooth, if they felt like a real snake’s scales or like something else entirely.

He shook his head and looked back into Janus’ mismatched eyes, focusing again. “What game?” Logan pushed the wine glasses to one side of the table and put the wine bottle on the table behind him.

“Not Gin, that’s for certain. You must be aware of the rules, yes?” He carefully removed the cards from the box and methodically shuffled them after removing the jokers, eyes straying to look back at them.

Logan nodded. “I have played Gin before, Virgil taught me a few weeks ago, though I admit I have not played it very much since.”

At the mention of Virgil, Logan noticed a slight twitch on Janus’ face, as if it fell for a second before a mask was put back in place, resulting in a small hollow smirk resting across his lips.

“Very well.” He dealt the cards, giving them both ten cards and the extra card to Logan to start.

Logan looked at his hand, noticing familiar faces on a couple of his cards. “Janus, what theme is this deck of cards?”

Without looking up at him, moving his cards around his hand instead, the other answered. “Thomas. Look at the jokers.” He pushed them across the table into Logan’s line of sight.

On each of the cards was an image of Roman and Remus, the first a mostly black and green one where they rested back to back, each holding a flower, Roman gazing down at a wilted amaryllis forlornly and Remus smiling nicely, a vibrant handful of angelica clutched in his grasp. The other was mostly red and white, Roman, flushed and smiling, looking off into the distance with a bouquet of red roses held gently to his chest. Behind him is Remus, a single overgrown rhododendron losing petals from the tight grip Remus had on it, a manic grin on his face.

Logan’s eyebrows rose at the beautifully detailed images. “You designed these? They’re incredible.”

Janus nodded, peering up through his fringe at Logan, gauging his sincerity. “Thank you.” He gestured towards the table. “Shall we play?”

“Of course, allow me to take a minute to look at my hand before discarding.”

Logan looked closer at the cards in his hand. A five of clubs, a seven of clubs, a five of hearts, a seven of hearts, a jack of spades, an ace of spades, a four of spades, a six of spades, a jack of hearts, a kind of hearts, and a six of diamonds. He placed the six of diamonds into the center of the table and looked closer at the ace and the face cards.

The ace had Patton on it, a white camellia tucked behind his ear, holding a blue hydrangea with white jasmine flowers placed around it. The figure on the card is smiling, eyes crinkling at the corners, form haloed by forget-me-nots.

Virgil was the side placed on the jacks. He was sitting down on a patch of clover, white flowers poking up above the green mass, hood down but still bunched around his neck, playing with a single red columbine. A crown of edelweiss and what looked to be coriander woven in sat atop his purple locks, the white and green making the color stand out more.

Before he could look further at the king, a throat was cleared, causing him to look up.

“Are you going to play a card, Logan? Or simply sit there all night.” He was smirking, no hint of malice in his words.

“Apologies, I was admiring the craftsmanship.” The logical side looked down at the pile, seeing that his six had been taken and replaced by the two of clubs. He drew a card from the draw pile, picking up and putting back down the king of diamonds.

While Janus was taking his turn, Logan looked at the king. Since it wasn’t Roman, or even Remus, it had to have been Janus. He wouldn’t put Logan on the king on the deck of cards he had created, would he?

He had. The king card had Logan on it, gazing off to the side, a small smile on his face, a book gently pressed against his chin, a blue hyacinth bound to the front with twine. A laurel of violet and clematis adorned his head, and there were a couple herbs that Logan didn’t recognize laying at the bottom corner of the image. It could be rosemary, but he wasn’t as sure as he was about the identity of the other flowers.

He looked back up from his hand to see Janus glancing at him expectantly before turning back to the discard pile, where a five of spades now lay. Logan picked up the five of spades, exchanging it for the jack of spades. He watched carefully as Janus drew a card from the draw pile and placed it into his hand, face betraying nothing. He took another card from his hand and placed it in the discard pile, the nine of hearts.

As Logan had no need for it. He drew the queen of clubs from the pile and held it carefully, looking at the new design, that was of Janus, as he was the only side not yet included.

His eyes and mouth were closed, and his head was tilted down slightly, facing directly out from the card. In his ungloved hands he held a snapdragon, an anemone plant, and a belladonna. Pinned to his collar was a black-eyed susan, and tucked into the band of his hat lay a single sprig of lavender and a bittersweet blossom. It was a very beautiful card, but it didn’t sit right that Janus looked so sad in the image.

Logan placed the queen onto the discard pile, for it to be snatched up immediately by Janus who put a card face down and laid out his winning hand: the king, queen, and jack of clubs, the king, queen, jack, and ten of diamonds, and the sixes of diamonds, hearts, and clubs.

“A good game. I suppose you weren’t going to tell me about the others. A shame, for I so wanted to talk about Remus.” He sighed and took a sip of his wine.

“Hm. I must know less about this game than I thought. Another round? I’ll speak as we play, and this time I will not lose so fast.” Logan handed his cards back to Janus, who shuffled them expertly, the bridge making a satisfying sound.

He smirked, dealing out the cards again. “Tell me, then.”

Logan placed down the first card. “Patton almost burned the kitchen down again while trying to make cookies in the toaster. I’ve told him several times that he cannot do that, and even put a sign up on the toaster in the Light Side kitchen, but I believe he ignores it and Roman encourages it.”

Janus nodded and took his turn. “Delightful. Remus flooded our space with sewer water. Luckily, he claims that there was nothing actually in it, at least in the dark common area, but it still smelled horrible and left my shoes and pants with a wonderfully unique texture.”

“I would love to assist with one of his experiments sometime.”

“He’d be delighted if you did. Perhaps our commons would finally be clean. It must be your turn.”

“Thank you. While Roman is a, granted, very good singer, as one of the creativities, I would very much appreciate it if he could cease for a while so I could work in peace and quiet.”

“I don’t understand at all how you feel. Remus never does that, ever. Though his singing is closer to screeching. Used to drive Virgil nuts. He’d hide himself and refuse to come down or out.” Janus’ face fell again.

“He still does that, usually when Roman is being overbearing. Patton tries in vain to lure him down with cookies, but given that Patton tries to cook them in the toaster, I believe Virgil is within reason to refuse them. It’s unfortunate that it comes to it, but I have to take his headphones hostage.” Logan smiled.

The other side smiled back at him, a bit sad. “His foundation and eyeliner were always safe from me when he would do that with Remus and I. Even then, when he came down, it was straight for the snakeskin jacket and the shoes. I assume he still wears them around the three of you?”

He shook his head. “No, we haven’t seen him wear them yet. Must be just for you.”

Janus placed a card face down and laid out the cards in his hand, frowning. “Surely we don’t have time for another game?”

“We do, if you’d care to.” He handed the cards back to Janus, who pushed them back to him.

“You shuffle this time, and I’ll deal them.”

Logan clumsily tried to mimic the smooth motions that Janus had when he shuffled the cards. It wasn’t working quite right, the cards not all doing what he was having them do. Getting a bit frustrated, he handed them back. “How do you get them to do that?” he asked, a small pout on his face that he would deny being there.

“It came naturally to me.”

Logan had noticed a particular lilt to Janus’ voice that appeared only when he lied, and knowing the fact that he had to practice to be able to shuffle cards the way he could set Logan more at ease.

Janus dealt the cards and the game began. “I wonder what went wrong.”

“The two of you are very different individuals, but you are also very much the same. The space between you now may help you in the future, allow you to see past yourselves and see the other properly.”

“I suppose.”

“I’d suggest giving Virgil space until he feels like he can come to you and start a conversation. Don’t force him, but make sure he can tell that you are genuine about your intentions with him. One thing I’ve learned about Virgil is that he likes knowing that people are genuinely interested in talking with him or being around him.”

Janus smiled up at Logan. “Thank you.”

The two finished their game quietly, sipping their wine until their glasses were emptied and Logan placed the final card upon the discard pile face down, signifying a win for him.

Janus’ smile grew, the fangs on the left side of his mouth becoming visible. “An excellent game. May we play again soon.”

He took the cards from Logan and put them back in the box as Logan took the wine bottle and empty wine glasses back to the commons kitchen. Janus followed him after stowing the cards back wherever he had procured them from.

“The cards really are beautiful, you know.”

The human appearing side of Janus’ face flushed. “Thanksss.”

Logan turned to look at him. “I must ask though, why do you look so sad on your card? Aside from the twins, everyone else appears happy or content.”

“I am a mystery, Logan. If Logic himself cannot investigate, I fear Thomas is done for.” A small, self-deprecating smile painted his lips. “Goodnight, Logan.”

He walked away to the door that led to the Dark Side.

“Goodnight, Janus.” Logan retreated to the Light Side after having checked the lights and doors again, stopping in front of Virgil, Patton, and Roman’s rooms to make sure they were asleep before heading to his own room and drifting off.

Flower Meanings:

Roman- Amaryllis (pride), Red Rose (romance)

Remus- Angelica (inspiration), Rhododendron (danger, beware)

Patton- White Camellia (you’re adorable), Blue Hydrangea (gratitude for being understood, frigidity and apology), White Jasmine (Sweet love, Amiability), Forget-me-nots (true love memories, do not forget me)

Virgil- White Clover (think of me), Red Columbine (anxious, trembling), Edelweiss (courage, devotion), Coriander (hidden worth/merit)

Logan- Blue Hyacinth (constancy), Violet (watchfulness, modesty, faithfulness), Clematis (mental beauty), Savory (spice, interest), Rosemary (remembrance)

Janus- Snapdragon (deception, graciousness), Anemone (forsaken), Belladonna (silence), Black-eyed Susan (justice), Lavender (distrust), Bittersweet (truth)

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Mini-Fic 9

part 9 / god knows how many Draco Malfoy x (probably Hufflepuff) Reader warnings: language words: 626 - 8006 so far part 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 last | next

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You tried to remain silent, your inability to lie under pressure would surely condemn you if you didn’t hold your tongue. Olive and Anemone followed behind as you tried to walk back to the Hufflepuff common room, but they would not be ignored.  “Is this why you’ve been acting so weird lately?”  Keep walking, you reminded yourself. Just keep walking, they have to quit eventually. That was a gross miscalculation on your part. “C’mon, (y/n), you have to tell us what you were doing there!”  “Please? Pretty, pretty please??”  You gave in right before reaching the common room when you realized that you didn’t really want to cause a scene in front of everyone, which they were currently threatening to do.  “Alright, fine, but you have to keep it to yourselves.” 

And so you explained to them what had been going on for the past week, ever since that fateful incident after History of Magic. You went through your reasoning, your questions, when you met Draco in the hall, when you found him in that room (that you still haven’t been able to find again, much to your chagrin), and then your discussion earlier today. They were, of course, skeptical.  “How do you know that he’s not lying to you?” Olive looked concerned, genuinely, but you wished she had accepted the truth more readily.  “Lying?” you asked, with an air of incredulity.  “Or tricking you into something?”  “Now why would he do that?”  She gestured into thin air, exasperated, “Because he’s Draco Malfoy. Do you honestly expect us to believe that he’s suddenly grown a heart?”  You didn’t appreciate being forced to defend him like this, seeing as you were still somewhat skeptical yourself.  “I don’t know, maybe?!” you surprised even yourself by blurting that out.  Olive was persistent, “He’s a Slytherin, he’s a pureblood! Merlin’s beard, he’s Snape’s favorite student!”  “Neville Longbottom’s a pureblood, so are the Weasleys,” you uttered softly, trying to ignore her other charges.  “You know that’s not what I meant.”  You were beginning to feel dejected, “He seemed genuinely sorry.”  Olive lowered her voice, “I’m sure he was, but that doesn’t mean that he’s suddenly a good person.”  “Well,” you stood up, “I’m inclined to give him the benefit of the doubt.”  And then, though silent up until now, Anemone spoke up, “Maybe (y/n)’s right. If he’s realizing he was wrong, that means something.”  You sat back down.  Olive groaned, “Nem, you can’t be serious.” “You really should’ve been a Gryffindor, Olive.” You smiled and shook your head at her stubbornness.  “It’s just that he’s been a menace to us and everyone around us for years. And I’ve watched as he relentlessly ridiculed and teased and willingly hurt people.”  “Let’s at least give him a chance,” you reasoned.  “I, for one, will smile at him the next time I see him,” grinned Anemone, sitting up straighter with triumphant decisiveness. Olive chuckled slightly and you sat back, pleased. They continued arguing casually on the best ways to treat Draco with limited kindness, but you felt that your part was done. It was wonderfully comfortable to curl up into the plush armchair and pull a book out from your bag lying on the side table next to you. Everything was full of warmth and light as the fire crackled happily and the white snow outside the windows illuminated the room. The book, resting on your knees and mere inches from your face, smelled marvelously of old parchment. And the leather cover felt soft and smooth under your fingertips. The conversation around you grew ever gentler until it was congenial once more. And so happy and content on a warm but wintry Sunday, you drifted off into an easy sleep. 

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Anemone - Dramione

September was always Hermione's favorite time of year. It was the time where the weather was no longer too hot nor was it too cold. It was the perfect weather. Her birthday was also in September, which made the month a little more sentimental – that's what Ginny had said anyway. But her favouirte thing about September was not because of the weather, nor her birthday. It was because the flower's sprung in September. It was the time where all the flowers bloomed, it was the time that marked the beginning of something new. Something fresh.

On her birthday, every year – since fourth year – she received her favorite flowers. Anemones. She would be sitting in the common room completing her homework or reading a book when an owl would fly through the window dropping a bunch of Anemones on her lap. Fourth year, she smiled brightly thinking it was Viktor who had sent her the flowers. Fifth year, her smile contorted. She thought perhaps Viktor may have sent it, but he had sent her a letter the night before wishing her a Happy Birthday. The flowers were never signed. They never came with parchment telling her who it came from. Eventually – after hours of staring at the flowers and wondering who could have sent her the flowers – she resorted back to Ron. Maybe he was the one who sent it the year before, too.

Sixth year she wasn't sitting in her common room, nor was she reading a book. She was in the Astronomy tower when a dark owl came swooping in, delivering the flowers – this time with a letter. She patted the owl as she gently removed the flowers from its mouth. He flew away and left her with a letter and blue Anemones. Her favorite. Sitting down, resting her back against the rails, she opened the letter.

Happy Birthday.

She smiled, placing the letter on the floor. She took hold of the flowers and inhaled the scent of the freshly picked flowers. Ron truly was beautiful. That night, she placed her flowers into a white vase she conjured and placed it on her bedside table. She then went down to the awfully quiet common room, sitting between her two best friends as they discussed this year's person of interest. Draco Malfoy.

"-was there one minute and the next, he was gone," Harry said, staring intently and Ron. "I think he's using the room of requirement."

"Draco Malfoy, I presume?" Hermione asked Ron, he nodded. She smiled at him and mouthed a quick 'thank you'. His eyebrow quirked upwards, nevertheless he replied with a simple 'anytime'.

September 22nd, 2000

This year was the second year since the war. The second year she wasn't looking forward to Autumn. The second-year without Ron. He had died in the Battle of Hogwarts, alongside Tonks, Lupin and Snape. It was the second year she was sitting in her apartment, on the armchair and staring out the window at the leaves that huddled around the large tree beside her apartment block. Her cheeks stained with hour old tears and her eyes swollen. She had begun working at the Ministry at the beginning of February last year and had been working all year for six days a week, minus public holidays. Today was a Thursday and she had decided to stay home. She never stayed home.

As she was staring out the window, the familiar owl came flying toward her – as usual – she gently opened the window and let the owl in. This year, instead of blue Anemones, they were red. Her eyebrows curled upward. She patted the owl and let it out before closing the window and sitting on the armchair again.

"Blue flower's symbolises hope and the beauty of things – if one is to send you these, it characterizes their respect for your beauty," she recited the words her mother told her when she was younger. She inhaled the scent of the flowers, hoping to give an indication of whom sent them. "If they send you red flowers, it symbolises desire and forsaken love. It's a way of sending their heart away, just without the strings." Her mother always used to say things like that to her when she was younger. Perhaps it was just the way she was brought up, but she believed it. She also remembered her mum telling her that the person who never forgets your birthday is a person worth keeping. And this person was just that. Even after the war concluded, there were always flowers waiting for her.

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Atwood Living Redux - Lounge Set for The Sims 4

Atwood was my first large, complete set I have made for TS4. It was also made with an early version of TSRW and because if that it too has been remade. I am happy I did it though, because there are some key improvements that I am really happy i got around to doing. I love this set and still use it, but even moreso now I made the adjustments i did. I bet you all will enjoy it as much now as well.

Some things you need to know:

These are completely new objects so although some of the file names are the same, they will not replace the originals if you have the 2 sets in different folders.

Updated fabric to reflect my current textures

Colour palette updated

Remade pillow mesh as shrunken version of my larger mesh, much nicer now

round coffee table is a bit less wide so sims can get around it a bit easier

Remade mirrors so they have consistent profiles, just different diameters

Room divider got biggest overhaul. How only 3 gaps wide, but support medium slot items. You need to have small divider in-game as that contains the textures for other 2 sizes

Updated candles for pets. Ensure you always have largest size in-game for textures and tuning for other sizes

Accent chair remade and much nicer now

I discontinued the plain fabric pillows as I never use them

Updates:

13/12/2017: updated for the 12/12/17 patch that broke some surfaces

The Buy items feature:

basegame compatibility

non-default

25 meshes in total with between 10 and 44 colour options

find items easily using phrase "Atwood" in search bar (try this tutorial to easily find my sets)

style (found under "modern" tag) and colour filter compatible

custom thumbnails

Pricing  and polycount as follows: - 3 seat sofa ($625, 1260 polys) - Loveseat ($400, 1052 polys) - Armchair ($310, 725 polys) - Accent chair ($350, 644 polys) - Ottoman ($350, 946 polys) - Catalogue Console ($320, 663 polys) - Anemone coffee table ($220, 510 polys) - Anemone side table ($190, 550 polys) - Gloss side table ($145, 618 polys) - Geometric wood table ($150, 94 polys) - Acrylic side table ($165, 450 polys) - Room divider in small/medium/large ($201/202/203, 138/162/186 polys) - Ferntastic! ($45, 622 polys) - Leaves in repose ($175,  polys) - Round reflections small ($135, 408 polys) - Round reflections large ($165, 528 polys) - Patterned throw pillow ($20, 240 polys) - Framed wonders ($40, 72 polys) - Trees of knowledge ($60, 397 polys) - Tealight in small/medium/large ($32/33/34, 368 polys) - Cantilever floor lamp ($200, 994 polys)

CC credits:

All custom content is mine, so feel free to browse through my downloads to find it.

Now, there are 2 download links. One for a merged package, and another with all packages separate within a folder in a RAR archive. To install, extract the archive using WINZip/WinRAR/7Zip/Unarchiver and place the folder or package files in your mods folder, then look for them in your game. If you are having issues check out my Installing Content help page.

Download (SimFileShare): Merged (Mirror) | Separated

My content will always be free, but if you are so inclined and able, you can show your support and buy me a coffee

[giancarlozema]

Anemone Collection by Giancarlo Zema for Giovannetti #GiancarloZema #AnemoneCollection #Giovannetti #GiovannettiCollezioni #Design #ArtDesign #InnovativeDesign #NaturalDesign #Furniture #FurnitureDesign #InteriorDesign #Sofa #Armchair #LoungeFurniture #HotelFurniture #PhAntonelloTofani (presso Pistoia, Italy)

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Anemone Armchair by Giancarlo