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Cat Coffee Tables

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Antique Decor: Old World Architecture

Bring classic style and a sense of adventure into your home with our hand-crafted furniture and functional art. An 18th-century Indian console, antique armoires with beautiful carvings, and a cocktail table made from old windows, each with its own history and character, will add a unique element to your decor. Dare to be different and make a statement! Visit Our Online Store:-Etsy…

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Mindful Decor, Hand Carved Armoires & Indian Doors

Decorating your living space with mindful decor can bring a sense of tranquility and balance to your home. Incorporating hand carved armoires and Indian Carved doors into your decor can add a touch of elegance and cultural richness. Whether you opt for intricately carved Antique armoires or ornate Indian doors, these pieces can become striking focal points in any room.

Mindful Decor

Mindful decor celebrates the beauty of simplicity, mindfulness, and natural elements like Tree of life door. By incorporating mindful decor into your home, you can create a serene and harmonious environment that promotes relaxation and well-being. Consider integrating elements such as natural materials, soothing colors, and minimalist design Handcarved Door to cultivate a mindful living space. Shop Antique Furniture At Etsy Mogulgallery

Hand Carved Armoires

Hand carved armoires exude timeless charm and craftsmanship. These intricately carved storage wardrobe not only offer practicality but also serve as exquisite works of art. Whether you prefer floral motifs, geometric patterns, or abstract designs, hand carved antique armoires can infuse a sense of opulence and artistry into your interior decor.

Indian Doors

Vintage Indian doors are renowned for their elaborate carvings, vibrant colors, and historical significance. Incorporating Interior Carved Door into your decor can add a touch of exotic allure and cultural authenticity to your home. Whether used as decorative accents, room dividers, or wall art, these sliding Barn doors can transport you to distant lands and add an element of wanderlust to your living space.

Incorporating mindful decor, hand carved rustic armoires, and Carved Indian doors into your home allows you to curate a space that reflects your appreciation for artistry, culture, and mindfulness. Embrace the beauty of these Eclectic elements and let them weave stories of tradition and craftsmanship into the fabric of your home.

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Seated Bar - Home Bar Inspiration for a large timeless u-shaped medium tone wood floor and multicolored floor seated home bar remodel with an undermount sink, raised-panel cabinets, dark wood cabinets, marble countertops, brown backsplash, wood backsplash and multicolored countertops

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San Francisco Living Room Loft-Style

An illustration of a medium-sized, formal, loft-style carpeted living room with red walls, no fireplace, and no television.

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Mediterranean Living Room An illustration of a medium-sized, enclosed, formal Tuscan design with white walls, a two-sided fireplace, a stone fireplace, and no television.

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Contact for Timeless Elegance Whitewashed Tables in Florida

In the world of interior design, few elements possess the timeless charm and versatility of whitewashed tables. Mogul Interior, a brand synonymous with exquisite craftsmanship, takes this classic aesthetic to new heights.

Our whitewashed tables are more than just pieces of furniture; they are statements of style and sophistication. Each table, meticulously handcrafted, boasts a unique blend of rustic allure and modern elegance. The whitewashed finish not only adds a touch of vintage charm but also brightens up any space, creating an atmosphere of serenity and warmth.

Whether adorning a coastal-themed living room or enhancing the rustic appeal of a farmhouse kitchen, whitewashed tables effortlessly elevate the ambiance. Embrace the enduring beauty of whitewashed tables from Mogul Interior—a perfect fusion of tradition and contemporary design, bringing a touch of understated luxury to your home.

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ALASTOR TENDING TO LICKING YOUR WOUNDS ft!Alastor

✧ After an accidental paper cut, Alastor loses control momentarily and licks up your blood. 0.9wc

Imagine you and Alastor are staying up late one night, trying to decorate the hotel as a celebration for surviving the recent extermination.

All of this was your idea, Alastor simply tagging along as he was intrigued by how you were planning to decorate the hotel with mere ribbons and colored paper in a single night. The new renovations have expanded the hotel extensively, almost doubling its size—intriguing him on how your little passionate project could even be possible when done alone. If you were successful, Alastor could be content by the way Charlie's face would light up in the morning. If you failed, Alastor could soak up your disappointment! It was a win-win for him.

You furrowed your brows, hunched over a coffee table in the hotel reception, kneeling on the floor as Alastor sat reading not too far from you. You were focused on delicately carving the page before you, fingers delicately wrapped around a sharp paper-knife.

Outside, the rain was pouring. You never were a fan of thunderstorms, the booming sounds from outside snapping you out of your deep concentration every couple of minutes—some of the blaring clashes pairing with a bright flicker of light that made you flinch. Alastor found you amusing, being so passionate in something no one had asked you for, in something that would be unnecessary and also unnecessarily difficult for you to be done alone. The fact that you were pulling an all-nighter for this endeavor was even more entertaining, as you'd become all cranky once the next afternoon would come.

You let out a harsh sigh, your chest falling so far it seems as though you deflated. You regained your composure, holding your two hands close together as you pressed the page down into the table below—holding it in place as you carved a particularly intricate piece in the page when a shockingly loud crash thundered from outside. You flinched much too harshly this time, your wrist slipping and the paper-knife nicking the side of your index finger. You hiss, dropping the bloodied paper knife onto the table as it stained the pure white page below.

Alastor swore the air became heavier.

He didn't know what had so severely caught his instincts, but his wide eyes immediately darted to you before he could even process the situation—eyes locked onto the deep red trickling down your index. You hadn't even begun to notice him yet, hadn't noticed the way the air in the reception hall seemed to shift at the scent of your blood, how the light momentarily flickered.

You had such a sweet aroma.

An aroma that threatened Alastor's sanity.

Alastor's breath hitched sharply, snapping the book closed by the spine as he laid it as gently as he could upon the side table by his seat. Before he could even process it, your wrist was gripped into the palm of his hand—held firmly as you looked up to him.

The blood from your index trailed down the appendage, dipping down to the joint of your thumb as you looked up to him—startled by how quickly he had moved without you even noticing.

"Ala—"

"It would be wise to be more careful with that knife of yours, my Dear." He brought your wrist closer, his eyes locked on your hand. "Your clumsiness has put me in quite a difficult position." You looked at him intently, still sitting on the ground while Alastor was bent at the waist, holding your wrist up to meet his lips—when his tongue gently ran up the side of your palm before cleaning the blood smoothly. The moment he had your taste on his tongue, he felt his sanity slip away.

This wasn't like his usual respectful self, but he was unable to concentrate. Your flesh was euphoric. The kind he'd savor for weeks, the kind he wouldn't even need to cook or prepare beforehand. Fresh off the bone sort kind of sweet, a sickeningly addictive taste paired with a perfectly prominent metallic tang that had him wanting more.

Although, he was much too fond of you to rip you apart.

And so, Alastor vouched for slipping your finger into his mouth. His long tongue wrapped around the digit, a sting from his saliva sinking into the wound had you wince—your face looked beautiful in pain.

Alastor knew you trusted him, explaining why you hadn't pulled away. Instead, looking at him with a shocked and confused expression—ignoring your pain in his favor, just like the kind little soul you are.

Alastor pulled away, plucking a handkerchief from his pocket to clean your hand completely.

"My apologies, mon cher. I hope you didn't mind my little midnight snack." Alastor smiled to you, clearing his throat in an attempt to regain his lost composure. Although, he couldn't hide the lack of light in his eyes, and he couldn't suppress the wretched thoughts that clouded his head. He wanted to sink his teeth into your neck, to hear your pilant sounds of pain as he carved his bite into your flesh. He wouldn't tear into you, no. Simply mark you, border on the edge of savouring you in his mind completely and staying the gentleman he was raised to be.

In his own strange way, Alastor cared for you.

He wanted to wrap you into his embrace, overwhelm you as you'd tried to shrink away with nowhere to escape from him. He wanted to engrave your taste deep into his memory, to dig into your arms as he'd hold you scarily still.

For now, the only desire he could fulfill now laid upon his desk. A thin tendril of his shadows had swiped both the blood-soiled page and paper knife from the coffee table behind you and delivered it to his bedroom.

Alastor was no sentimental man, but he'd treasure a memory of your flesh to the grave.

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“Oh, love...” Simon's tired eyes soften, looking down at the homemade v-day card you made for him, wanting to surprise him with something he's never had before.

“Do you like it?” It's easy to tell he absolutely adores it, fingers delicately holding it to make sure he doesn't crumple it or smears the lipstick kiss marks on the front, a small smile on his lips. He plants a soft kiss on your forehead, one hand bringing you to sit on his lap while he holds the card in front of both of you, admiring the front for a few more seconds before opening it.

“I love it.” He confesses in a soft voice, the handwritten text inside pulling at his heart strings. Promises of eternal love, loyalty, and a future together are not carved into his brain, fully reassuring him that his angel is here to stay, no matter how closed off he can be at times.

His calloused hand runs up and down your legs absentmindedly as he reads, subtly wanting to make sure that you're actually real and not a product of his imagination. You look up at him over your shoulder, the sweet smile that you shoot his way makes him give your nose a small kiss before burying his face on the back of your neck, taking in your smell.

He takes a few seconds to collect himself the moment he finishes reading the card, carefully putting it down on the coffee table to be able to wrap his burly arms around your waist, pulling you as close as possible.

“I love you.” The three words are always carefully used by Simon, never once said lightly, and usually preserved for intimate moments. You bring his hand up to your lips, planting soft kisses on his knuckles before you intertwine your fingers together, a happy smile on your lips at how massive his hand looks compared to yours.

“I love you too, Si.” He can't help the way his free hand drifts up, bothersome fingers starting to tickle your ribs, pulling you closer the moment you start giggling and trying to move away from him, attempting to escape his tickles— and failing horribly.

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A Modern-Vintage Mix: Creating a Playful and Stylish Home

Incorporating a playful mix of modern and vintage finds can transform a home into a stylish and inviting space, full of character and charm. My home showcases this design philosophy throughout, where each room tells its own unique story through the thoughtful combination of different eras and styles. https://www.facebook.com/mogulinteriorr https://www.instagram.com/moguliteriorr An Antique…

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Platinum Finish Hand Carved Living Room Furniture

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Floral Scrolled Crown & Front-Arm Trim

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Backrest Style: Curved Shape

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Armrest: Rolled w/Front Molding

Teak Wood Frame with leather tufting & Polyster high gloss finish