#Octagon table

[ratnalaila]

Mudroom Baltimore Inspiration for a medium-sized transitional wood floor remodel with a brown floor and beige walls.

[night-creeps]

Sometimes I think about in grade seven/eight we had a language arts or social studies class I can't fucking remember which and we had to make a safety presentation about landmines. And my group I convinced to do a sock puppet show and let me tell you, it is one of the few school assignments I wish I had record of. I will never be that good again. Cause what happened is that two sock puppets ran into a weird wizard or something I cant remember, who warned them about landmines by singing a song to the tune of itsy bitsy spider. And I'm 90% sure I did the majority of the song lyrics. And I remember it to this day and occasionally think about how fucking fire that shit was and I don't think it was ever properly appreciated. So, read the following to the tune of itsy bitsy spider:

A long time ago there lived a little kid / strayed off the path, that must be what he did / he thought he saw a toy so he went over to play / but something else happened... (said while the wizard sock puppet does an office turn to the camera style look at the audience and stops being sing songy) / and then he went away (said sing songy again as the wizard sock puppet looks back to the other two sock puppets)

I was so unappreciated in middle school. I had iconic shit like that all the time and no one understood my visions.

[frenchtables]

The Timeless Elegance of French Parquetry Dining Tables

When it comes to home décor, the dining table often serves as the centrepiece of social gatherings, family dinners, and holiday celebrations. French parquetry dining tables are a timeless combination of elegance, workmanship, and beauty, and they are available in a wide variety of forms. Let's explore what makes these tables unique and why they can be the ideal accent piece for your house.

A Glimpse into History

Derived from the French word "parqueterie," French parquetry is a term used to describe a geometric mosaic of wood pieces used for decorative purposes. This elaborate art genre was made popular during Louis XIV's reign in the 17th century. The technique was first applied to flooring in palaces and large estates, and it quickly made its way into furniture design, producing pieces that were both visually pleasing and useful.

The Craftsmanship

A high degree of skill and attention to detail is required in the tedious process of creating a dining table with French parquetry. Artists choose various wood species with great care, frequently utilising walnut, oak, and cherry to produce designs with contrast. Following careful cutting, these woods are assembled like a puzzle to create elaborate geometric patterns like chevrons and herringbones.

The process involves several stages:

Selection of Wood: Choosing high-quality, contrasting woods to enhance the visual appeal.

Cutting and Shaping: Cutting the wood into precise, interlocking pieces.

Assembly: Meticulously fitting the pieces together to form a seamless design.

Finishing: Sanding, staining, and varnishing the table to protect the wood and enhance its natural beauty.

Unique Patterns and Designs

The range of patterns and motifs seen in French parquetry dining tables is one of their most alluring features. Because each table is handmade, it displays the artist's imagination as well as the organic beauty of the wood. 

Common patterns include:

Herringbone: A classic design where rectangular pieces are laid out in a zigzag pattern.

Chevron: Similar to herringbone but with the ends of the wood pieces cut at an angle to create a continuous zigzag pattern.

Versailles: Named after the famous palace, this pattern features squares and rectangles arranged in a complex, symmetrical design.

These patterns not only enhance the aesthetic appeal of the table but also add a sense of depth and texture to the dining space.

Integrating French Parquetry into Modern Homes

Despite their historical origins, French parquetry dining tables are incredibly versatile and can complement a wide range of interior styles, from traditional to contemporary. Here are a few tips on how to incorporate a parquetry table into your home:

Traditional Elegance: Pair your parquetry table with antique chairs and classic tableware to create a sophisticated, timeless dining room.

Modern Contrast: Use the intricate design of the parquetry table as a focal point in a minimalist room with sleek, modern furniture and neutral colours.

Rustic Charm: Combine the table with rustic elements like wrought iron chairs, natural textiles, and vintage accessories for a cozy, farmhouse feel.

Care and Maintenance

To ensure your French parquetry dining table remains a beautiful centrepiece for years to come, proper care and maintenance are essential. Here are some tips:

Avoid Direct Sunlight: Prolonged exposure to sunlight can fade the wood. Position your table away from direct sunlight or use curtains to filter the light.

Regular Cleaning: Dust the table regularly with a soft, dry cloth. For deeper cleaning, use a damp cloth followed by a dry one to prevent moisture damage.

Use Coasters and Mats: Protect the table from scratches and spills by using coasters, placemats, and tablecloths during meals.

Polish Periodically: Use a high-quality furniture polish to maintain the shine and protect the wood. Avoid silicone-based polishes, as they can damage the finish over time.

Conclusion

A dining table with French parquetry is a work of art that symbolises centuries of tradition, workmanship, and beauty. It is more than just a piece of furniture. A parquetry table offers a special fusion of beauty and usefulness, whether you want to upgrade a conventional dining room or add a touch of refinement to a modern area. Purchasing such a table not only enhances the look of your home but also makes it a magnificent focal point for special events and get-togethers.

[chaosfashion]

Kitchen Chicago Medium-sized u-shaped enclosed kitchen with a dark wood floor and a brown floor

[90days-90reasons]

Living Room Formal

Large trendy formal and enclosed carpeted living room photo with beige walls, a standard fireplace, a stone fireplace and no tv

[treskoff]

Beach Style Living Room - Living Room Mid-sized beach style formal and enclosed dark wood floor and brown floor living room photo with blue walls, a corner fireplace and a plaster fireplace

[herlovelyheart]

Mudroom - Traditional Entry An illustration of a substantial traditional foyer with a dark wood floor, a brown floor, and blue walls.

[pforestsims]

!* recolors in this set rely on additive maps so Extended Standard Material Shader by @crispsandkerosene is required - without it the texture glow effect will not be visible!

🪷 Floating Lotus Set

Contents:

• Recolors and two animated floating add-ons for Far East Table Lamp from Bon Voyage EP, I also included optional light default for the BV lamp.

• Water level OMSP, optional mesh default, three glowing recolors and octagonal reflective overlay for Spaceship Spacious Fountain from University EP

Download: BOX | SFS

Lamps were cloned from Ufo lamp by @jacky93sims - please note it doesn't work like typical light, you need to turn it on / off manually, also - it goes off when you leave the lot or switch recolors. These lamps do not emit any light because I've disabled it - but you can add it back by changing the light settings.

⚠️Reflective overlay was cloned from Murano's millenium floor mirror and requires their millenium shader. You can get it here (file is called millenium-reflectivewallsfloors.zip) or here, on their T$R account

*This is for The Sims 2

More under the cut:

Lamp recolors are merged, and so are fountain recolors /because of shared resources/.

I've included an optional mesh default for Uni fountain that removes round pipe from it .

The light default replaces Far East Lamp /aka "So Bright it Almost Smells" If I remember that horrible name right? / CRES light settings with IKEA SP tealights settings (so IKEA is required). Original has warm light but quite faint, I wanted it to be a little brighter, I also didn't like the lightpattern (obviously ;)

Add-ons will float on pond water surface. You can also place these on SevenBySeven aka Spaceship Spacious Uni EP fountain water using included OMSP.

Animations need to be turned on for these , which is useful - you can avoid synchronized animation on public lots, by letting animation play for a while before turning on another lamp.

[dhalsims]

Adapted from the Store's Octagonal End Table.

Octagonal Dining Table for The Sims 3

Base game compatible

4 Presets

4 Recolourable channels

Surfaces > Dining Tables, Dining Room > Dining Tables > §135

558 polys

→ Download (SFS)

Octagonal Domino Table for The Sims 3

Requires Showtime

3 Presets

3 Recolourable channels

Entertainment > Hobbies & Skills, Study > Hobbies & Skills > §490

838 polys

→ Download (SFS)

[vintagehomecollection]

Japanese craftsmanship sings in every room. The octagonal pass-through window is a perfect circle on the kitchen side. The cupboard's wooden doors slide effortlessly in any weather without metal fittings. The dining table, made of rare Indian laurel, and the cherry wood chairs are by the late George Nakashima, who was considered the elder statesman of the American crafts movement.

At Home With Japanese Design: Accents, Structure and Spirit, 1990

[frenchtables]

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We pride ourselves on creating furniture that is tailored to your unique preferences. With us, you have the freedom to customize dimensions, designs, colours, and finishes according to your taste and requirements. We understand the importance of individuality, and our team of experts will work closely with you to bring your vision to life.

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[theonion]

Retreating from the banquet table to deliberate the virtues of roundhouse kicks to the head and submission choke holds, a group of local gentlemen retired to the parlor to continue their discussion of a kickass UFC fight alone, sources reported Monday. “Ladies, please excuse us, but we must extract ourselves to consider matters of great import—mixed-martial-art takedowns most brutal and violent, you understand,” said the esteemed man of the house, Kyle Jackson, leaving those of the fairer sex to talk about milder topics while he and his fellow men of distinction exchanged anecdotes of virile young bucks beating each other to near death in the Octagon. Full Story

[hazbinshusk]

blitzø x afab!reader. you're holed up at home with a broken leg and blitzø has surprised you by coming by to keep you company. you feel depressed and completely bored stuck in the apartment, so he decides to take your mind off it. for totally noble, selfless reasons, of course. featuring: oral sex (female receiving), masturbation, overstimulation, squirting, and horse drawings of questionable skill. 2.3k. anon request. I hope you're feeling better!

Fucking gravity.

You were a complete badass, both in Hell and on Earth – you’d spent a good long while now building up that particular reputation through your work with I.M.P, and no one was ever going to argue with that. At least, no one smart.

So, if someone could explain to you just how in the ever-loving fuck you’d managed to trip down a flight of stairs and break your goddamned fibula, that would be great. Because right now, you feel like an idiot. A hobbled, immobile idiot.

The cast wrapped snugly around your leg is bulky and irritates your skin, and Blitzø glances up from his place on the floor when you groan, an eyebrow raised. You’re sitting on your couch while a movie you’re only half paying attention to plays in front of you, your injured foot propped up on the coffee table, a pillow tucked under your heel. The other imp is sitting cross-legged between the couch and coffee table in front of you, a marker in hand. He has been happily doodling away at your cast for a while now, his forked tongue poking out as he concentrates on his latest addition to the plaster.

His tongue slips back between his lips as he registers the discomfort in your expression. “You good?”

You sigh. “My leg itches.”

“Which one?”

You give him a pointed look. “Take a wild guess.”

He snorts a laugh, abandoning whatever he’s scribbling – probably his latest (and as always, greatest) horse design – and tosses the marker on the table beside him. The plaster is already covered with his drawings; scribbles of horses all labelled with names like Bumblebee and Octagon, his name in bubble letters and badly designed graffiti, Loona giving everybody the finger. There was even one that looked like the two of you side by side, the lines jerky over the uneven expanse of the cast.

“Where?”

You lean forward long enough to tap your finger over a drawing of a horse that was christened ‘Crayon’, a couple of inches below the top of the cast. You exhale softly in relief as he slips the spade of his tail down into your cast and rubs it over your itch, letting your head fall back against the back of the couch.

“Oh, that’s godly…”

“’Bout fuckin’ time someone else said that about me.”

You chuckle, smirking at the ceiling. “Idiot.”

“Oh, c’mon.” he teases, wiggling his eyebrows at you. “You weren’t exactly fuckin’ shy about callin’ me a ‘god’ the other night…”

“Is that what I was doing?” you reply, even as you feel your cheeks warm. “Maybe I was praying for you to stop.”

“Yeah? And the shakin’ thighs and beggin’ for more?”

“…I’m an incredible actress.”

Blitzø scoffs and leans his arm on the sofa beside you, resting his temple against his hand. He gives you an appraising look as he withdraws his tail, letting the tip of it skim over your knee and over the top of your thigh as he does. You raise a brow at his expression.

“What?”

“Nothin’,” he shrugs, a devious grin curling his lips. “’s jus’ kinda fun seein’ you all helpless like this.”

“You think so?” you say, faux-brightly before letting the fake smile drop and flipping him off. He snickers. You were actually grateful, if not still surprised, that he was here. He turned up a few hours ago and let himself into the apartment – despite him not actually having a key – apparently fine with skipping work in order to keep you company and alleviate some of the boredom. He’d brought shakes and greasy diner food with him, and had been doodling away on your cast for the last hour, as content and as boyish as you’d ever seen him. It was endearing, really, if not still completely weird.

“Just give me my meds, would you?”

“What, you can’t reach ‘em?” he asks, feigning innocence, and you scowl at him. Blitzø grins, but straightens so he can collect your painkillers and your milkshake from the table. You swallow the pills down with the last dregs of the shake, sucking down the mix of chalky pills and chocolate foam noisily.

Blitzø takes the cup from you and sets back on the table, and you wince as he leans his elbows on your leg, his chin resting in his hands mockingly.

“Do you mind?”

“Not really.” he shrugs, his tail switching back and forth behind him in a slow, steady rhythm.

“Asshole.”

“You love it.” You roll your eyes despite your smile, and his widens. He removes one hand from under his chin, tip-toeing two of his fingers teasingly up along your cast and past it, from your ankle to the bare skin of your knee and higher as he speaks. “Y’know what I really love about you bein’ all busted up like this?”

“Vivid imagery?”

Blitzø gives you a sharp, wicked grin, ducking under your leg to plant himself between your thighs. He takes hold of your knees, pressing them wider, leaning in closer to you tauntingly. “You can’t go anywhere.”

A shiver rolls up your spine at the sudden huskiness to his voice, and you flush. Still, you try to push yourself further back onto the couch, away from him. “Blitz, I’m all sweaty and—”

“Not yet, baby, but you’re about to be,” he shoots back without hesitation, his claws squeezing the flesh of your thighs. “C’mon, bitch. You know I can make you feel so good…”

Your breath catches, a soft whimper slipping out of you before you can stop it. His smirk twitches wider, his tail switching back and forth predatorily behind him. He’s watching you with heavily-lidded eyes, and his expression burns into you, excites you in a way that makes you want to squeeze your thighs together to quench it. But his claws are too tight on your legs, and you can’t do it. He feels your muscles tense though, and he growls, low and hungry under his breath.

Blitzø slides his hands further up your thighs slowly, delighting in the way your breathing grows unsteady in response. The sleep shorts you’re wearing are threadbare cotton, and it takes so little once he hooks a claw into the leg of one for the threads start to tear.

“Say you want it, slut,” he urges roughly, eyes still burning into yours. “Say you want me.”

You bite your lip and nod, and that’s all Blitzø needs before he’s leaning up to catch your lips with his in a rough, hungry kiss. His tongue meets yours, his breath hot and sharp as it mingles with yours, and you sigh into the kiss, one hand coming up to cup his cheek. You can feel his smirk still playing on his features, feel his hands take hold of the waistband of your shorts and underwear. There’s the sharp sound of fabric tearing and then his hand is cupping your cunt.

You whimper into his mouth as he slides a finger up between your labia and finds you clit. He kisses you again, his fangs catching your bottom lip before he pulls back. Blitzø waggles his eyebrows at you cockily before he lowers himself back onto his knees between your thighs.

“Look at you, all wet already,” he growls before his mouth is on your clit and you moan, bucking up as best you can without moving your injured leg. Blitzø hums a laugh into your cunt, the vibrations a heady teasing against your clit, and he wraps an arm around your thigh. He hooks your injured leg up over his shoulder, and you grab blindly at the back of the couch with one hand as he smooths his claws up the outside of your thigh. He tugs you further towards the edge of the couch, opening you up further to his tongue. “Fuck, always taste so fuckin’ good…”

He doesn’t know subtlety, and he doesn’t work you up slowly to the sensation of his tongue against your clit. No, Blitzø practically attacks your cunt with his mouth, a groan rolling through him and into your pussy in a way that makes your eyes roll back. When he slips finger up into you, you moan aloud, wrapping a hand around his horn and bracing the other on the couch so you can grind against his tongue.

“Shit, Blitz, fuck…” you can feel yourself already soaking, dripping onto the cushion beneath you whenever he pulls away to tease you with biting kisses to your thighs and hips. He sucks a possessive mark into your hipbone, lathing his tongue over the same spot just as he pushes another finger up into you. “Holy fuck!”

He snickers, flicking his forked tongue tauntingly over your clit again, eyes on your face. “Careful, whore, you’re gettin’ close to callin’ me a ‘god’ again.”

“I’m…” you pant, brow creasing as you screw your eyes shut as though it can help you focus on your words instead of the way he curves his fingers inside you. “…rehearsing. Big role coming up.”

You jerk as he sinks his teeth into your thigh. “Only thing fuckin’ cummin’ here is you.”

“Satan, that’s lame, Blit—” you break off with a loud, keening moan as Blitzø sucks your clit into his mouth and tortures it with his tongue, your eyes rolling back and your hand tightening so much on the couch cushion beneath you that you hear the threads pop. The heat inside you expands, tingling through your limbs and making your back arch, and Blitzø reaches up to grope at your chest, palming your breast through your t-shirt. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuckfuckfuck, fuuuuuck…”

That heat clenches inside you and releases and you cum, hips lifting off the couch, your cast balanced against his back. Blitzø moans into your cunt as you soak his face, lapping at your clit relentlessly. He slows only enough to let you catch your breath, keeping you burning on that breathless precipice, too stimulated to come back down, but not enough to keep the orgasm rolling through you.

He releases your breast and you hear his zipper lower. Blitzø groans against you as he wraps a fist around the base of his cock, stroking himself with the same pace he finger-fucks you with. He’s muttering the filthiest sweet nothings into your pussy, each touch of his tongue against your clit sending sparks through you that make your body jerk.

You sink your teeth into your bottom lip hard enough to draw blood, a thin trail of drool leaking from the corner of your mouth. “Blitz… please…”

“Fuck, that’s it, bitch,” he moans, withdrawing his fingers from your pussy to roll over your clit, his fist quickening around his erection. “Fuckin’ beg me for it, c’mon…”

“Please, baby…” you whine obediently, too far gone to care about how he’ll lord it over you as soon as you’re done. He pushes his tongue into your quivering cunt, eager, hungry for every part of you he can taste. You’re boneless against the couch except for the disjointed jerks of your hips into his face, your body chasing another release even as it finds it too overwhelming to continue. “Please, Blitz… fucking, God, please…”

He presses his fingers down on your clit just as he quickens them further and you cum again, eyes rolling back and your vision going white. Blitzø groans loudly, leaning back on his heels to watch your cunt throb and pulse, his fingers still moving over it ruthlessly. His eyes flicker up from your pussy to your face and he cums too, shouting a string of curses you don’t really understand through the endorphin-fueled haze leaking through your brain.

“Shiiiit…” he lets his head fall against your thigh, and you giggle breathlessly, punch-drunk. His shoulders shudder as he catches his breath, then his head snaps back up as though he were completely unaffected.

He rests his chin on your thigh, raising an eyebrow at you with a small smirk. “Feel better?”

You run a hand through your hair, and Blitzø watches the movement lift your breasts under your shirt. “About being stuck on the couch, or do you think your tongue somehow heals broken bones?”

“Bitch, my tongue is a fuckin’ miracle and you know it,” he shoots back, grinning against your leg as you laugh.

“I do feel more relaxed…” you admit.

“Fuck yeah, you do.”

“…But now the couch is all wet.”

His grin widens lasciviously. “Fuck yeah, it is.”

“Blitz.”

He rolls his eyes, unhooking your injured leg from his shoulder and setting your foot back on the coffee table with surprising care. He stands, making a show of tucking himself back into his jeans, winking at you when he doesn’t do them back up. “Alright, alright. Unclench that ass, sugartits, I’m on it.”

You raise a brow. “You are?”

“Yup.” he says, clapping his hands together before grabbing your crutches from where they’re propped against the coffee table. “You’re gonna take a bath, I’m gonna scrub your cum outta the couch—’

“Ew, Blitz!”

“—and then,” he continues pointedly. “You’re gonna go get all comfy in bed.”

You feel a smile twitch at the edge of your lips, surprised by your thoughtfulness. “Really?”

“Yup.” he says, popping the ‘p’. “And then we’re gonna see just how well you suck dick lyin’ down.”

You snort a laugh, shaking your head. “There it is!”

He grins widely, holding a hand out to help you up off the couch. “Fuckin’ right. Now get your ass up before I decide to make your crippled ass run this fuckin’ bath bullshit by yourself.”

[hometoursandotherstuff]

Wonderful 1900 converted bank in Glenford, OH is one of the best conversions I've seen, b/c they kept all of the original elements. 1bd, 2.5ba, 3,802 sq ft, $400k.

Enter an octagonal room with original tile and writing table. The glass under the table has a view to the basement.

See straight up to the Belvidere on the roof. It looks like it's been beautifully restored.

Look at the teller's counter w/the security grate.

Then, right off that area is the kitchen. I like the white Shaker cabinets. You can't go wrong with those.

There's also a dining room.

Pocket doors separate the dining and living rooms.

Look at that little nook.

Large bath has a double shower, beautiful tile, and skylight.

Bath #2 has a funky sink and a glass block shower.

Love the tile in the shower.

This is cool- it looks like the bedroom has the old vault door.

They installed 2 closets.

Love the original door and windows.

This is so nice- a fireplace in a nook.

There's the side entrance and stairs to the lower level.

A little bar in here. Very cute.

I wonder what the niche was for. Maybe it was a fireplace.

This is so nice- a fireplace and a cool glass arch.

The 1/2 bath is down here.

Beautiful rec room down here.

In the ceiling, this is the glass window that's under the writing table in the main entrance and you see clear up to the roof.

Beautiful iron fence and gate surround the large yard. 3,049 sq ft lot

https://www.realtor.com/realestateandhomes-detail/M9791276959