#Kapi_Addison

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Nestled in the heart of Salmon Woods, The Enchanted Mug is a charming, centuries-old building with a history as rich as its brews. Once a cozy apothecary, the space has been lovingly transformed into a witchy-themed café, blending old-world magic with modern comforts. While the original stone and timber structure remain, a few recent additions bring new life to the place, creating the perfect spot for both locals and wandering souls to enjoy a touch of enchantment with their coffee. Huge thank you to @martassimsbook for her amazing CC Sets that really made this place possible to make! Download here: ❀ The Enchanted Mug

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Truly a Princess ♡

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"The Enchanted Mug" Addison`s Cafe WIP

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Some time has passed, and slowly but surely, the heaviness that once clung to Addison began to lift. The long talks at The Enchanted Mug, the spontaneous midnight walks, the bursts of laughter in the kitchen while experimenting with new brews—all of it stitched her heart back together, thread by thread. Her friends never let her fall too far, always pulling her back with kindness, weird inside jokes, and the kind of loyalty that made her believe in magic all over again. Now, that old spark is back in her eyes—the same spark that first led her to alchemy and into the unknown corners of Salmon Woods. Thoughts of Salem have faded into the background, like a dream she doesn’t quite remember. He’s no longer part of her story. Not really. Not anymore. Addison is thriving again, and she’s realizing that heartbreak didn’t break her—it simply pushed her closer to the people, and the life, that were always meant for her. @florydaax @joosiiims @deyz @rollygamesyt @playaboysims @pympyme

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@johziii Seraphina being such a queen and bestie with Addison <3

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・゜゜・．Addison .・゜゜・

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"Addison grew up in a bustling city, always feeling out of place with her eccentric personality and clumsy nature. Her fascination with alchemy began after discovering an old, mysterious book in her grandmother's attic. Intrigued by the cryptic symbols and formulas, she became determined to master the craft, believing it held the answers to her questions about life and destiny. Seeking a fresh start, Addison moved to the quiet town of Salmon Woods, a place surrounded by forests and whispered secrets. While her brooding and dramatic tendencies often make her the talk of the town, her luck and quirky charm have helped her find her footing. Despite frequent mishaps—like broken vials and small explosions—she’s committed to mastering alchemy and uncovering its mysteries, hoping to prove she’s more than just an eccentric dreamer."

Psst big thank you for aFUZZYduck for the house! I really appreciate it!

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✧.* Little update about Addison * .✧

Some time has passed, and Addison's bond with her friends has only grown stronger. She has successfully completed two remarkable collections—one filled with rare gems and the other with precious metals. Most importantly, she has finally achieved her lifetime wish of becoming an Alchemy Artisan, mastering the craft she’s always been passionate about. Addison’s journey continues! After mastering alchemy and completing her gem and metal collections, she’s now focusing on finishing her Science and Medicine degree. But that’s not all—she has a new dream in mind: opening her very own witchy-themed café!

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Yade is a mischievous yet fiercely loyal free spirit who thrives on spontaneity and adventure. With a sharp wit and a love for the unconventional, she’s the perfect partner-in-crime for Addison’s alchemical experiments—often encouraging chaos just to see what happens next. Big thank you for @florydaax for making Addison`s bestfriend <3

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After everything Yade had uncovered, Addison still had more questions than answers. But she didn’t have to go chasing them — the dreams started soon after. Foggy streets, flickering lanterns, and that same voice whispering through the dark, familiar and distant all at once.

Midnight Hollow.

A town hidden in plain sight, where the odd and gifted could live without fear. Addison packed light and traveled quietly. She didn’t tell many people. This was something she had to do alone.

She found Raven in a grand, ivy-wrapped mansion perched at the edge of town — elegant and quiet, yet impossible to ignore. The locals spoke of her with reverence, even awe. Some called her a recluse, others a legend. In truth, she was a little of both.

When the heavy door creaked open, Addison froze. The woman standing there looked barely older than her — striking and poised — but what caught her off guard was the silken black cloth tied over her eyes. Addison opened her mouth to speak, but Raven beat her to it.

“So,” Raven said, arms crossed, “you finally made it.”

Addison blinked. “You… see me?”

Raven gave the faintest smirk. “Not with eyes. Magic gives me all I need.”

Later, Raven explained that the cloth wasn’t a wound or weakness — it was a choice. Her sight had grown too sharp, too much. The veil dulled the noise, helped her focus. “People think blindness is darkness,” she said. “But magic doesn’t live in the light alone.”

Inside, the mansion was a beautiful contradiction — ancient and well-loved, but pulsing with quiet power. Shelves of spellbooks lined the high walls, and windows let in the softest light. Addison looked around, overwhelmed but grounded.

“My grandma,” she finally said. “You knew her. Really knew her. Why didn’t she ever tell me about you?”

“She couldn’t,” Raven said, filling a teacup with a steady hand. “Your grandmother lived many lives. One as your sweet old gran. Another as one of the most powerful witches I’ve ever known. That one? She kept hidden.”

Addison sat down slowly. “Why me? Why all this now?”

Raven met her gaze, even through the cloth — sharp, cool, but not unkind. “Because she knew your time would come. That you’d feel the pull, like she once did. She left breadcrumbs — the book, the spellwork, even me. I was meant to guide you when the time was right.”

Just then, Raven paused. Her head tilted ever so slightly.

“Those earrings,” she said quietly. “Where did you get them?”

Addison reached up instinctively. “They were my grandma’s. She gave them to me when I was little — said they’d protect me.”

Without a word, Raven reached beneath the collar of her coat and pulled out a matching necklace — the same symbols, the same shimmer.

“She gave this to me,” Raven murmured. “The day I left to hide.”

For a moment, neither said a word. A thread had been revealed — invisible until now — stretching back through time, woven between two souls unknowingly shaped by the same love.

“She gave us pieces of the same charm,” Addison whispered.

“She did,” Raven replied, voice gentler now. “Even apart, we were never fully alone.”

They sat in silence, firelight dancing between them. Addison didn’t have every answer — maybe never would — but she had enough.

When she rose to leave, Raven walked her to the door of the grand estate.

“You’re not like her,” Raven said, quiet but sure. “But you carry her spark. Use it well.”

“I will,” Addison whispered.

Back in Salmon Woods, the café glowed warm against the dusk. Addison returned not with certainty, but with something better: peace, purpose, and a deeper connection to her roots.

She knew now that magic ran in her blood — not just through spells, but through choices, strength, and the people who helped shape her.

And somehow, that was enough.