#Comfortable Mattresses
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yinahla · 5 months ago
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Firm Mattresses: the Ultimate Guide to Choosing the Best Support
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waywardstation · 6 months ago
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For like over a year now I’ve wanted to do one of those interactive posts — I don’t know what they’re called, but the ones where you post a character and a scenario, and request a certain amount of likes/reposts to draw progress for the scenario. If you know what I mean??
I’ve just been stuck on what to do for that. I’ve been thinking like, I have Ingo post-Hisui, and each “next” drawing is a progression gradually settling back into things in modern day.
Like for example, 20 likes and 10 reposts, I draw Ingo reuniting with Emmet.
40 likes and 30 reposts, Ingo next reunites with his and Emmet’s pokemon.
60 likes and 50 reposts, Ingo gets a real shower with actual hot running water.
Etc.
Would this be a compelling enough prompt to work with? If anyone has better ideas that they’d rather see me do with this, you can let me know! :)
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scoriarose · 5 months ago
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Sakura is most comfortable sleeping on a memory foam bed while holding her baby toy.
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Comfort and security <3
... And also warmth from her deep heat projector.
(Always use a thermostat and a heat gun to maintain proper temps!)
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majorasnightmare · 16 days ago
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thinking about dirges dialogue to karlach way back in act 1, "this is all theres ever been for me"
thinking about how hes the only one without any frame of reference for "civilized life" or creature comforts
wyll and karlach have been roughing it for years, yeah, but they USED to have homes and houses in the city, used to live and sleep and eat there. used to have kitchens and beds
gale and shadowheart have only left THEIR homes relatively recently. the feel of their beds and the contents of the fridge are recent memories for them
astarion has been tortured for 200 years but fondly reminisces about the debauchery of the upper city. hes maintained a memory of the life he wants to experience again and the pleasures it brings, even as hes lost so much of his identity
lae'zel yearns to return to her creche. shes used to circumstances LIKE roughing it (she calls the rosymorn creche too soft for her liking) but those were in her HOME, with a community
minthara was a baenre with her own estate and servants
halsin was archdruid of the emerald grove, an environs enriched by the presence of the druids that had comfortably sustained them for years
jaheira has a house close to the upper city, and harper safehouses besides. minsc is familiar enough with them to recognize them despite being a statue for a century
its just dirge
he doesnt know what its like to sleep on a bed. to sleep on anything that isnt a bedroll on the ground, exposed to the open night sky. doesnt know what its like to have a roof overhead to keep the rain off. to have insulating walls that hold off the wind. to be comfortable without a fire that needs frequent tending, lest it go out and expose you to cold, or to scavenging animals. doesnt know what its like to not be woken by rain, to sleep through a storm.
hes never had a meal he didnt scavenge, picking through dead men's belongings and abandoned larders. every meal hes ever had has been raw or something he had to help prepare. hes never experienced being able to roll out of bed and stumble to a kitchen to have warm leftovers someone else made earlier, something made with him in mind thats warm and filling and didn't cost him any time or effort. you cant have leftovers when your trying to survive the wilds as fugitives from a murderous cult. you cook enough for everyone and you eat as much as you can stomach because you might not be able to eat at all tomorrow, and you need the strength to fight for your life later. hes never even seen kitchen equipment besides what could be scavenged that could fit over the campfire.
hes never bathed in anything that wasnt a river. never done his laundry except arduously, by hand, in a bucket of well water pulled from a village ruined long before his time. sweat and blood staining the only clothes hes ever owned, the only clothes he has, so if something rips he just has to make do. scavenging clothes that fit, that can be worn over his horns, around his tail, like looking for a needle in a haystack. soap is a rarity, an indulgence, so you make do with feeling as clean as you can scraping the grime off with water and your hands. he woke up covered in gore. hes never felt cleaner than this.
hes never had a head that didnt hurt. never woken up to a morning where the daylight didn't make him nauseous with its brightness. never had a body that didnt twitch and sway and swoon. never had a life without fear of fainting. never had a rest that didnt carry the threat of traitorous murderous indulgence. never had dreams that dont sicken. hes never felt rested. doesnt even have a frame of reference for what that sensation is even like. theres nothing to compare to. its as foreign as dwarvish to him. symbols without coherence or meaning. alien concepts, utterly novel.
every single day of his life is a fight against encroaching death. against encroaching enslavement. every single night is exposed to the elements in some fashion. theres no walls. theres no roof. a lot of times there isnt even a tent. the softest thing hes ever slept on was grass. there is nothing before this. theres only the tadpole in his skull, only the camp at night. only snippets of red in the fog of his past. the rest is lost to an all consuming oblivion.
theres only ever been...this for him.
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pratchettquotes · 1 year ago
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"I thought we got rooms to ourselves," said Teppic.
Chidder, who had laid claim to the least exposed bed in the whole refrigerator, nodded at him.
"Later on," he said. He lay back, and winced. "Do they sharpen these springs, do you reckon?"
Teppic said nothing. The bed was in fact rather more comfortable than the one he'd slept in at home. His parents, being high born, naturally tolerated conditions for their children which would have been rejected out of hand by destitute sandflies.
Terry Pratchett, Pyramids
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mrsoharaa · 4 months ago
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Baro holds your hands while fucking you. 🥰↕️
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shiganshinaslut · 8 months ago
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Thinking about the way Choso’s body would feel. Firm, warm, and comforting as you run your hands over his sturdy shoulders, down his arms, feeling every muscle as you make your way down to his hands and give them a squeeze. Large, calloused, but beautiful hands. Nothing quite compares to his torso though, firm and muscular, but not without a hint of softness. There’s no better feeling than resting your hands on his waist, chest, or stomach and feeling the comfort soak into you.
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ineadhyn · 1 year ago
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Gale *conjures bed*: "A small gesture towards your comfort."
Astarion: *fucks you on the bare ground, grave dirt in your hair, probably stones pressing into your back*
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thebreakfastgenie · 2 months ago
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#hello fellow smithie#you are so REAL for that#these fucking beds have Destroyed my back @elzurxa
The best investment you can make as a Smithie is a foam mattress topper.
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qqueenofhades · 7 months ago
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Gosh my new bed is so comfortable.
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grossillygirl · 3 months ago
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im sad. extremely sad actually yeah. very sad indeedy.
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ya-zz · 17 days ago
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2-3 more layers of paint and then I am DONE with covering myself in white paint
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madaqueue · 7 days ago
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I'M GONNA EAT YOUUUUUUUUUU I LOVE THE THEME SOOO SO SO MUCH IT'S SO FUCKING PRETTYYY OH MY GODDDDD - @teddybeartoji
MICKEY IM GOING TO BITE YOU CAN WE KISS WITH TEETH ILL BE SOOOO NORMAL ABOUT IT I SWEAR I WONT BITE HARD AT ALL (lie) ICKDKDKDKKDMDMDNDMD I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOUUUUUU
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dogboyratgirl · 13 days ago
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bad news chat. my bed is sinking on the other end now. so i need to sleep in the middle or something I Guess.
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minibunz · 2 months ago
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Sleeping on all clean sheets w/clean pillows and clean blankets is the best sleep ever
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puppetbilly · 2 years ago
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(for reference im making this post wrapped up comfy in bed with 5 blankets)
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