#Sofa Stitching Machine

[ariseur]

childhood friends and reward kisses with cloud strife ❤️

cloud didn’t mind the silence so much, especially considering his chest was not filled with words but with a quietude that only the sound of a quickened heartbeat thumping between his ribs could interrupt. he almost savored it at times, knowing he couldn’t be annoyed with something that didn’t exist.

this wasn’t one of those moments. you patching him up from his recent scuffle with an abundance of shinra’s lackeys and advanced machines. cloud could have easily done this himself, you know that, yet you insisted to do it for him anyways. he didn’t say much in return besides a small, ‘thanks’ as he limped over to your sofa.

it only wasn’t a moment because cloud didn’t mind you, whether you talked or not. although, even if he wouldn’t outright say it, he did find it a little sweet that you still remember small bits of your childhood together that you still recall to this day.

and yet your soft laugh breaks him out of his reverie, a chuckle escaping you and into the air — which almost makes him forget about the dull stinging echoing on the epidermis his jaw while you pressed alcohol soaked cotton balls against it.

you start up again as you brain whirs in search for more memories. “do you remember. . .” you trail off, lips twisting as you try to think of a funny moment. cloud watched for a second or two before your eyebrows raise with newfound idea. you smile again, “when we found that cat in the alleyway? the one that tifa gave some bread to?”

“oh, yeah,” he says in response. he remembers trailing after the two of you, hearing the distant cooing of your voices as you had crouched down to see a small kitten hiding away in the dark alley.

cloud couldn’t help but let a small amused huff of air puff through his nostrils at your antics. he had to give it to you, you were pretty good at taking his mind off of the pain.

“ginger,” he said blankly.

you looked up at him — slender, mako eyes already glued on you. quirking a brow, you waited for him to give you more context. “ginger?”

“ginger. that’s what you had named the cat,” he added. your mouth form a small ‘o’ shape with the realization. you softly laughs. “right, it had a bright orange mark on its forehead.”

he hums in agreement. at times like this there would be some memories he couldn’t remember, even when you blatantly described them with such detail. it was nothing if on the horizon, only blurry shapes and sounds that came with these memories. he was glad you still recall them, though, a greater comfort than you’d think.

“this might hurt a bit,” you say. his eyes flit down to where your hands roam over his arm, the thick laceration evident in the flesh of his arm as you hover a needle and thread over it. “do you want some—“

“you didn’t want to let go of the cat when we had to go home, even when your parents wouldn’t let you keep it,” he keeps going. you notice how his eyes clench shut with a furrowed brow as he cuts you off.

you cock your head.

and it’s almost like he senses it, because when he opens his eyes, he squints at you. “keep going,” he mutters, before closing his eyes again. you realize what he’s doing; keeping the conversation to take his mind off the sting of the sanitizer and the prick of the sterilized needle.

cloud hears you chuckle again. “yeah, said the cat carried diseases.”

he huffs, “it just wanted a home.”

the rest of the time is spent with mindless chatter, you both lose track of how long the procedure goes on. talking about tales of what he remembers back in nibelheim, talking about how different things are now — and before he knows it, you squeeze his hand reassuringly and gently tap his knee.

“we’re all done,” you say. “do they feel alright?”

he lifts his leg and moves it around, craning his neck and checking the rest of his injuries to ensure that there’s minimal pain left behind other than achy bones. “yeah, it’s fine.”

“look at me, don’t even know how to stitch someone up yet i got it perfect the first try,” you grin.

“you didn’t know how to—“

“don’t you think i deserve a kiss for how amazing i did?” you beam, half hoping that he’d forget about the fact that you know little about stitches and medical assistance besides fundamental healing magic.

he pauses, making a small, choked sound of surprise at your proposal of a reward. you tilt your head with a smile before puckering your lips out dramatically — making cloud scoff. hesitantly, his head leans forward as his eyes flutter closed. he can hear his heartbeat thump in his ears as a gloved hand comes to grasp the underside of your jaw, a soft gasp escaping you when he leans in and pressed a quick peck to your lips.

it was only for a second, but when he pulls away, there’s stars in your eyes and he can’t help but huff amusedly at the sight.

his eyes fixate on your figure even when you get up, skipping away to put the medical supplies back in their proper cabinets in the bathroom — leaving him to sit in silence as he waits for you to come back.

cloud enjoys his own company more now that he can include another, the quiet no longer so comforting unless you’re in it. he is on the cusp of insensibility and it only fills him with confusion. maybe you use magic or maybe you’re somehow manipulating him. he doesn’t know. cloud doesn’t know anything anymore except that he cannot sit on your sofa the same way he did before without feeling the phantom warmth of your hands lingering on his.

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[toxicanonymity]

Ethyl's house

500 words, night walks AU - neighbor Ethyl

One afternoon, Joel was outside getting the mail when Ethyl got home. He saw her Oldsmobile crawling into the cul-de-sac with her hands at ten and two. She was hunched forward with her big glasses above the steering wheel as she pulled into her driveway. Joel lingered at his mailbox. For a moment, he wondered how well she could see the pool from her house, but she likely went to bed before sundown.

After she parked, she got out of the car, hung her purse on her inner elbow, and popped the trunk. Joel put the mail back in his mailbox and walked over to her driveway. In the trunk there were two paper grocery sacks, and she was taking apples out of one to make it light enough to carry. She didn't mind making multiple trips. She would do it with a smile.

“How ‘bout a hand with those,” Joel offered behind her.

She marveled at his strength as he repacked the bag and picked both of them up.

She shuffled in front of him, holding her purse under her arm in one hand and her keys out in front of herself in the other. She unlocked and held open the carport door to her house.

An older chihuahua whined from the den before standing up from its little bed, stretching with its tail up, then shaking his head, jingling the collar.

“That's Barney,” Ethyl informed Joel.

She turned on her small oven, and and took a pan of cookie dough out of her modest fridge while Joel unpacked the groceries. The oven handle was almost as high as she was tall.

Her home was neat and simple with lots of cross stitch and knitted blankets. She gave him the full tour, with Barney silently sniffing behind them, wagging his tail. The smell of chocolate chip cookies began to fill the air as she sat Joel down on the sofa and showed off family photos. There were photos of her and her late husband traveling the world. They didn't have kids. There were photos of her sisters, her niece, and her great nephews.

When the oven timer went off, she shuffled back into the kitchen. She gave Joel a plate full of cookies and a 1970s juice glass of whole milk, but she didn't partake. She smiled while Joel enjoyed them.

“Oh,” she raised a knobby finger. “Let me send some with you.” She brought back a tupperware and told him he better save some for you.

Joel raised his eyebrows with a silent smile. She smiled and covered her mouth, oops. Then croaked, “I'm not trying to be a busy body, Joel.”

She reached for his hand, and he patiently waited for a but. Her hand was cold on top of his.

“But if you've got something special, treat it special.”

He swallowed and looked down.

“And hang onto it as long as you can.”

She squeezed his hand, and he nodded silently.

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[thewritingbeforesunrise]

Crave.

18+ ONLY. MINORS DNI

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A/N: This started out as an Halloween prompt but morphed into something else entirely.

Today is my birthday. I never really enjoyed celebrating birthdays but this time I wanted to celebrate by gifting you one of my favourite things in the world.

So please enjoy this little fic about desperate whiny subby Jake.

I really can't help myself, as much as I adore mean dom Jake, my heart always leads me to picture him as an absolute whiny mess of a good boy.

He makes me want to ruin him.

This was hardly proofread, sorry for any mistakes.

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Word count: 4.9K

Pairing: Jake x female!reader

Warnings: NSFW 18+ONLY, graphic sexual content, oral (m!receiving), anal play, rimming and digital penetration (m!receiving), toys, sub!jake.

Summary: You were mad at each other. What was the worst thing that could possibly happen?

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The sound of an old western playing on the TV in the living room was starting to get on your nerves as you tried to wrap your head about what you were planning to do.

Jake was sprawled on the sofa, freshly showered, with a throw blanket around his legs and his guitar on his lap.

He was strumming a lazy tune, taking turns between watching the TV and observing you as you worked and gradually lost your mind over the crazy project you had embarked upon because of him.

Jake knew you were fairly talented with the sewing machine, thanks to your grandmother who had taught you everything you needed to know to fix your own clothes.

So he had asked you if you could try to fix his beloved blue jeans that he hardly separated from.

He was basically asking you to perform an extreme rescue operation on them. They were so tattered and torn that you were afraid you would have to toss in the towel and admit defeat.

But Jake had become so attached to them that you really didn't want to let him down.

You had to try at least.

That's why you had spent the entire morning driving around and shopping for any kind of supplies you needed, to perform an action that would have made Doctor Frankenstein jealous.

You had spent the afternoon stitching and unstitching fabric and changing your mind about almost everything you did.

Now the sky was dark outside, your hands were starting to cramp and your fingers hurt from the amount of time you had pierced yourself with the needle. You were starting to lose your mind and on top of that you were starving.

Everything seemed to irritate you the further you went on.

The ticking of the clock on the wall, the buzzing noise of the fridge, the drip of the sink you had never managed to fix were driving you insane the more frustrated you became with the fabric.

But what infuriated you the most was in fact Jake.

He kept staring at you as if he wanted to say or do something. And he had been acting like that the entire day.

In the morning, you had woken up with his needy scorching hot body wrapped around yours and his lips on your neck. You were about to abandon yourself to him but then your eyes had fallen on the alarm clock. You were already late for your errands so with a heavy heart you had to push him away and get dressed quickly.

He had been pouting and huffing ever since that moment, like a child feeling neglected because his mum didn't buy him candies.

He got dressed in silence and even rejected the simple breakfast you offered him, slamming the car door and sighing loudly

When he understood that his behaviour wasn't having his desired effect with you, he decided to plot something else.

You saw the little smirk on his lips the moment the two of you entered the shop.

He disappeared.

You paid his absence no mind and asked the shop assistant about the fabric you were looking for and she motioned you towards a large table completely covered in rolls of said fabric in different colours and shades.

As the shop assistant showed you a roll of what you thought was the perfect choice, you felt Jake’s presence behind you.

He pressed you against the table with his hips, almost imperceptibly for anyone to notice but enough for letting you feel him, hot and hard against your ass.

You were about to ask him what he thought about that fabric when you felt his breathing close to your ear and shivered as he spoke with his raspy voice.

"I don't like it. It looks cheap" he whispered pressing his hips a bit more against yours and then pushing away altogether, succeding in distracting you and leaving your mind completely blank.

He made you turn three different shops completely upside down before deciding what he wanted. And in all three of them he acted like a little brat, pressing himself against you any chance he got and whispering filthy things into your ear that made you blush in front of the shop assistants.

"I wish she wasn't there, so I could press you against this table and make you scream and clench around this neglected cock of mine, angel" he whispered just as you were about to pay for the fabric.

"But maybe she enjoys watching," he continued.

That caused your card to almost slip from your hands and him to snicker in your ear at your clumsiness.

He even had the courage to reprimand you in front of the cashier.

"Careful angel. Here, take my card" he said, handing the cashier his card and succeding in making your blood boil.

So you decided to play his own game and do what irritated him the most.

You kept ignoring him.

Until now, that you needed him to try on his jeans and maybe make the final arrangements.

You had tried a different thing, since mending the rips was impossible without it showing.

You had basted a different layer of jeans fabric, in a slightly darker shade from the original light wash, covering almost the entire leg and creating a contrast that looked great in your opinion.

"Jake, can you come here for a second, please?" You called him from the kitchen.

He huffed and rolled his eyes before slowly placing his guitar on the sofa and standing up, coming into the kitchen and crossing his arm waiting.

You tried your best not to scoff at his behaviour but your hands were hitching for grasping his shoulders and pining him against the wall.

"What?" He asked you as if he really didn't want to be there.

You ignored him and went on as if you hadn't noticed his pout.

"Just try these on for me, I need to see if this fabric is well basted to the leg" you said motioning to the jeans you were holding.

He looked you in the eyes for a few seconds and then, with his eyes still boring holes into yours, he untied his black sweats and let them fall on the ground.

He stepped out of them and then took the jeans from your hands, slowly pulling them up for you to see.

When he had them on, a little smile broke the pout he was still wearing and you felt the tension in the room ease a little.

"Do you like them?" You asked observing how well they fitted him.

"Yeah, I think I do," he told you and smiled.

You noticed a little flaw in the way the two fabrics were basted on the inside of his knee.

"Just, let me check something" you said more to yourself than him, placing a hand on his tummy and pressing him gently against the wall behind him, before dropping to your knees in front of him.

Your fingers slowly reached the inside of his knee and brushed over the fabric.

He gasped and shivered at your touch as if he wasn't expecting that.

You looked up at him, worried.

He wasn't meeting your eyes, his jaw set.

You resumed what you were doing.

You noticed that the problem had affected most of the stitches in the inside of his leg so you turned around to grab the pins to fix it.

Your hand started to make its way upwards on the inside of his thigh towards his crotch.

He tensed at your touch and groaned when your fingers squeezed his muscle.

"Jake, what's wrong?" You asked a little worried.

"Nothing" he answered all too quickly for you to believe him, but you didn't say anything.

You resumed your work and inched your fingers further up his leg.

This time he whimpered and whispered your name.

Your eyes fixated on his face, scrunched up as if he was in pain and then moved downwards, finally becoming aware of the fact that his jeans were becoming tighter and tighter for him.

He twitched in his pants as he saw you were looking right at his crotch.

"Fuck, please" he whispered.

Again, you ignored him.

You started to unstitch the temporary white thread you had used and started to adjust the fabric with your pins.

At some point your fingers slipped and you accidentally stung him on the inside of his thigh.

He whimpered and his hands reached for you. One wrapped around your wrist and the other landed in your hair, caressing you gently.

"Please angel, please" he whispered.

"What do you need, Jake?" You whispered back looking him in the eyes.

"Please, i-it's been all day" he begged, almost whining, desperate.

You pitied him and broke your resolve.

You had tortured him enough.

After all, those big brown doe eyes of his had always been your greatest weakness.

He looked and sounded desperate and you wanted to make him feel good.

You kissed his clothed tummy and you felt his body relax.

His eyes fluttered closed and he whispered a little plea as you lifted his shirt to kiss his soft skin, just underneath his navel.

Your hands pressed on his thighs and you kept nipping and suckling a path down his tummy making him shiver.

You unbuttoned his jeans and slowly slid them a bit down his legs, just enough to expose the grey boxers he was wearing underneath.

His hands quickly reached up to get rid of that item of clothing but you stopped him immediately.

You grasped his wrists and made him place his hands on the wall.

"Keep your hands there, baby. If you move them you are getting nothing." You whispered back looking him in the eyes.

He groaned and tried to complain but all it took was a look from you to stop him.

He realized you meant business.

You tugged at his jeans to bring them further down, to his knees, and then licked a stripe from his navel to the edge of his boxers, before letting go of his shirt to cover him back up.

Then your gaze moved lower and took in the extent of his arousal.

He was undoubtedly hard and straining in his boxers. You could see the outline of his erection pretty clearly.

At that moment you decided to torture him a bit further.

You moved your head closer to him, not enough for your lips to touch him but enough for him to feel your presence and warmth very close.

He begged you again in less than a minute.

He was so needy.

"What's gotten you so riled up, baby?" You questioned letting the elastic band with which you were playing snap against his tummy.

He shook his head and cursed but didn't answer.

He wasn't going to relent.

Unexpectedly you pressed your lips against his covered shaft with a quick peck and he almost doubled over with a groan and grasped your hair with his strong fingers.

You immediately detached from him with a glare that had him apologizing and pressing his hands back against the wall with a defeated sigh, giving you full control.

You pressed your parted lips against him again and moved them gently upwards causing the fabric to drag against him and making him groan.

You reached his head and he cursed when your lips wrapped around him, but still the fabric separated you from his skin.

You sucked at him gently and his hips threatened to push away from the wall but he stopped himself.

You kept your lips there and sucked at him, swirling your tongue against him and wetting the fabric.

A big wet darker spot formed where your saliva was dampening the fabric.

"Fuck, angel" he whimpered and you moved one of your hands from his hip to his upper thigh, caressing the dip between hip and crotch.

A little whiny sound left his lips before he could restrain himself and bite his lips and your hand moved lower.

Your thumb caressed his clothed shaft as your lips kept sucking at his head making him lose his mind excruciatingly slow.

A little sheen of sweat was starting to cover his forehead and he was biting his lips so hard trying not to moan out loud.

Your tongue found the little special spot right under his head that made him tremble and finally you heard his voice, unrestrained and raspy as he moaned.

"Please" he begged already out of breath and you stopped again.

"What got you so worked up, lover boy?" You asked again as your thumb kept stroking up and down his covered shaft.

"N-nothing" he groaned blushing wildly, but you were having none of it.

Something was blocking him from saying what it was.

You stopped the movement of your thumb and he cursed, looking at you absolutely desperate.

"C'mon, baby, tell me, you know you can tell me anything" you whispered.

He shook his head and groaned when you gently grazed your teeth against his tip.

"Angel" he whined, dragging out the word.

"Just please, stop torturing me" he whispered and you started dragging his boxers slightly down.

But then you stopped.

He groaned as you let the fabric end back against him with a loud snap, making him hiss.

"Tell me" you whispered with your lips grazing his erection.

His eyes met yours. Burning and fiery.

"No," he said harshly.

He wasn't going to relent.

So be it.

Your nails dug in his hip and he cursed.

Then your hands trailed lower and he smirked, thinking you were going to give him what he wanted.

Oh, how wrong he was.

Just when you were about to free him from the confines of his boxers, your hand retreated once again, making him curse.

You didn't give him time to do anything because your mouth enveloped his clothed tip and sucked hard, almost making him lose balance.

One of your hands snaked downwards and started massaging his taut balls through the fabric..

He moaned your name loudly, his voice echoing in the room.

You could feel your panties sticking to your skin but every cell of your body was focused on him and his pleasure.

You kept your lips around his tip and with the thumb of your other hand you started caressing his shaft, rock hard and so hot.

"Angel" he warned you.

He was close. His gritted teeth and tense abdomen made you almost feral.

"Think about that forbidden thing you are so adamant about not telling me, baby" you ordered him and his hands squeezed into fists as he bit his lip letting his head fall backwards, exposing his sweaty neck.

You started flicking your tongue on the little spot right under his head, moaning to let him feel the vibrations of your voice against himself and that was it.

"No. Wait…" he tried to say but it was too late.

Before he could stop himself he reached his climax, slamming his hands hard against the wall and coming undone right in his boxers.

The sounds leaving his lips were sinful and made goosebumps raise on your skin.

You felt his warmth spread beneath the wet fabric of his boxers and shivered in need.

He slowly came down from his high and groaned, taking a good look at the state he was in.

"Fuck angel, really?" He complained with a little smirk, "You really made me come in my boxers?!" His incredulous tone made you chuckle.

"I figure I did, lover boy" you whispered and made the wet fabric snap against his hips one last time.

You stood and tried to walk towards your room to get him something clean to wear but he stopped you with a firm grasp on the back of your neck, pinning you to the wall and leaning close to your ear to whisper something.

"You plague my mind all day. And all night too. I dreamt about you doing unspeakable things to me tonight. That's why this morning I was so hard and needy." He bit your bottom hard lip before continuing.

"But all you could think about were those damn pants and you rejected me to go look for a stupid fabric." He rasped into your ear, making you shiver.

"Do you really wanna know what kept me awake tonight and plagued my mind the entire day?" He went on before kissing you passionately.

You nodded and bit his lip back, making him groan.

He pinned you more against the wall and sucked your lobe into his mouth before pressing his lips to your ear and starting to speak.

"I had a dream that you used that damn vibrator I gifted you a couple of months ago to make me come. In my dream it was so messy and hot that I woke up and couldn't go back to sleep. When I finally decided I wanted to do something about it you woke up but we had to leave. But I kept imagining it, angel. Fuck I'm imagining it right now." He groaned and pressed his forehead against yours.

Your mind was in overdrive.

"Let's do it. If you want it I want it." You whispered back, shaking lightly.

You were lying. You didn't want it.

You needed it.

You needed to admire him unraveling in front of you.

You had imagined it countless times. But now you wanted to see it with your eyes.

His lips parted in surprise and then he smirked.

"Don't tell me you had already thought about this." He chuckled and you blushed.

"Who knew that my little shy, silent girl had such a dirty mind" he said smugly, laughing.

You pressed your hands on his chest and pushed him backwards until he reached the table.

Then you quickly turned him and pushed his hips against the table with yours.

He cursed.

"Let's see who is going to be the last one laughing, baby" You whispered in his ear from behind.

"Don't you dare move" you ordered him and he groaned but stayed put as you disappeared.

When you came back he was in the same position as before, with his hands on the table and the jeans still around his knees.

One of your hands reached forward and stroked his chest, feeling his sweaty damp shirt, bunching it up and pulling it away from his body altogether.

You started placing little kisses on the junction between his neck and shoulder and when you reached his shoulder you bit down hard.

He arched his back slightly and you pressed him further into the table.

Then you brought the hand you had on his chest downwards keeping the other hidden behind his back.

When you reached his dirty boxers you finally snaked your hand inside and wrapped it around him. He was quickly hardening again and still damp with his previous arousal.

You decided it was time to free him so you bent down behind him and dragged both boxers and jeans down and off his body.

He sighed but gasped when before standing back up you bit down hard on one of his plump ass cheeks.

When you stood, you slowly dragged the black silicone toy you had in your other hand slowly up and down his spine and hips before wrapping both arms around his waist and flicking the toy to life in front of him.

"Are you sure you want this?" You asked, dragging the toy up and down his abdomen every time closer to the place where he needed it.

"Fuck, yes I need it angel." He groaned when both of your hands reached between his legs.

You stroked him a few times with your free hand before trying the toy on him.

When it touched the base of his cock he tensed and growled arching his head backwards.

He almost lost his balance when unexpectedly you moved the toy down the underside of his shaft and made it graze the spot right under his head.

He moaned so loud that you felt a shock wave of pleasure curse through you.

He almost doubled over and gasped for air like never before.

You abruptly stopped.

He cursed and begged you to go on.

You had an idea.

"Jakey, baby, I want you to press your hands on the table and bend forward a little." You whispered in his ear before kneeling behind him.

He obliged, a little confused but shivered when he understood what you wanted to do.

You grabbed his erection gently and started stroking it downwards as he leant his body against the table.

He tensed when you put the tip of the toy right against his balls and little breathy whines started leaving his lips as you combined that with the slow and steady stroking of your fist.

"A-angel, fuckfuck just like this" he moaned.

You started placing little wet kisses on the back of his thighs and goosebumps raised on his skin.

It wasn't the first time you two indulged in such forbidden activities.

So when you asked what he wanted he was quick to answer.

"Your mouth, please angel" he groaned, leaning more of his body against the table.

You wrapped your lips around his tip and moved the toy to graze that little spot behind his balls that made him scream.

"Ah fuck me" he groaned.

You started kissing and licking his balls as you stroked his length with the tip of the vibrator. He was slowly losing his mind, the sounds leaving his lips were becoming louder and louder.

You caught him off guard by licking a slow stripe from the underside of his balls to his hole and he cursed, arching his back.

He slammed his hands on the table and groaned loudly.

His groans morphed into unbridled moans when you kept licking at him, feeling his muscles flutter under your tongue as the hand holding the toy moved gently up and down his length.

He started shaking when the rhythm of your licks picked up and you started pressing the tip of your tongue a little bit more inside him.

You almost lost it yourself when you looked up to the wall in front of you.

Thanks to the perfect placement of the oven, you could steal a look to him while staying behind him, the reflection the glass of the oven door was sending back to you was an image of pure bliss.

He had his eyes closed and his lips parted in ecstasy, his head slightly leant backward exposing his sweaty biteable neck that you had marked so many times.

When the vibrator touched his balls his brows tipped up and he bit his lower lip, stifling a moan, but when you slowly stroked his length and pressed the toy right on the underside of his head his lips parted in a grimace, exposing his teeth. He looked almost in pain, but the sound that left his lips was absolutely far away from it.

He was experiencing the utmost pleasure. His legs were starting to shake.

He whimpered when you brought him to the edge and stopped abruptly, parting from him.

You stood, turned off the vibrator and he panicked.

"Wait, wait, please angel please…" he blabbered, his desperate words overlapping.

You pressed your front to his back and grasped his hips.

Then you brought one of your hands to his throat to silence him and keep him in place.

"Jakey, baby. You have been such a good boy for me." You whispered into his ear and he cursed under his breath at the nickname.

"I want you to tell me exactly what you need." You went on.

"I want your fingers. Inside" he whispered without any shame, shaking with need.

You kissed his ear and praised him again.

Then your hands moved to his wrists making goosebumps raise down his arms.

"Bend over the table, baby" you whispered into his ear.

One of your hands reached to his back and gently pressed him to the wooden surface.

He groaned at the coolness of it and gasped when your lips met the spot between his shoulders blades, and started trailing kisses down his spine.

When you reached his lower back you couldn't contain yourself.

You grasped his plush ass and he chuckled but hissed when your palm connected with ot, looking at how his supple skin giggled.

"What was that for?" He said, sounding a bit vexed.

"For fun baby" you answered and licked a bold stripe against his hole.

"Fuck" he cursed.

You circled his hole repeatedly with the pointed tip of your tongue and then sucked, feeling him flutter and clench beneath your lips.

"Fucking hell" he cursed.

He jolted forward when, unexpectedly, you turned on the toy and placed it right at his hole, keeping it there.

He moaned loudly and his breathing turned ragged when your hand resumed stroking his length.

When you stopped again, he almost sobbed.

"Shh baby, I'm about to give you what you want" you reassured him.

You opened the little bottle of lube you had brought to the kitchen with the toy and wetted one of your fingers before circling it to his hole.

"Still ok with this baby?" You whispered and he answered immediately.

"Yes angel please. Make a mess of me" he whispered and groaned.

It wasn't the first time you touched him there, you had already used your tongue on him a few times but this was the first time he had actually asked you to use your fingers to penetrate him.

You started pressing a finger to his hole incredibly gently and you almost moaned at the way his body started enveloping your digit.

He was panting now. The rising and falling of his glowing body almost made you lose your mind.

You had managed to press your finger inside of him to the knuckle and started moving it in and out of him.

He tensed his body and whimpered, letting a long drawn out breathy moan leave his lips when you turned on the vibrator and pressed it to the little spot right behind his balls.

"A-" he tried to say but you completely shattered his thoughts when you sucked his balls into your mouth and pressed the toy against his frenulum.

You let go of his tensed balls and listened to the beautiful symphony of his heavy breathing, moans and whimpers.

You experimentally curled your fingers downwards and he screamed your name, almost losing balance.

His knees buckled and his back arched. You felt his muscles flutter around your finger and you almost came untouched right there.

You slowed the rhythm of your finger but he didn't want that. He started pressing his hips back against you quickly.

He tried to warn you again, but you didn't give him time.

Your finger curled a bit more sharply against the forbidden spot inside of him while you simultaneously kept the toy down the length of him. The length of it, so similar to him, allowed you to keep it pressed entirely against him, from his tip to his balls, making him let out a loud string of curses and moans.

You moaned too and without thinking bit down harshly on his ass cheek.

He completely lost himself at that. The invisible thread tethering him to reality broke and he unraveled beautifully in front of your eyes.

His body started shaking violently and his knees buckled. He kept his balance only thanks to the table or he would have crumbled on the floor.

His arched back was a sight to behold together with his dampened hair sticking to his back as he threw his head backwards in pleasure.

The sounds leaving his lips were heavenly and absolutely unrestrained.

They were going to haunt your every living moment and plague your most forbidden thoughts.

His come coated your hand and the black toy you were holding.

You turned it off and let it fall on the ground without any recollection of it. You were too enraptured by what had just happened.

His breathing started to calm down only after several minutes.

You stood and hoped he was ok.

You circled the table and saw that he had his cheek pressed to the table and his eyes closed, his hands still closed into fists.

His hair was a mess, sticking to his skin and damp with sweat.

You caressed him and he purred.

"Are you here with me, lover boy?" You asked and he chuckled.

"I think I just got my soul ripped from my body, my little naughty angel" he said, his voice raspy and spent.

He sounded so sexy that he made you want to do what you had just done all over again.

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[ichorai]

stitched ; sam wilson.

pairing ; sam wilson x super soldier!reader (gender neutral pronouns)

synopsis ; “I just worry about you—I know you can handle yourself, seeing as you’re all enhanced and whatnot, but… well, super soldiers can still bleed out, too.”

words ; 1.1k

themes ; fluff, very mild angst

warnings / includes ; a bit suggestive by the end, mild cursing, blood/injury/stitches, reader is nearly as old as bucky lol, bucky makes an appearance, sam is just a big old worrywart :(

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“Ow—Sam, that fuckin’ hurts—ow!”

Your boyfriend tore his eyes away from the deep gash in your forearm arm that he was stitching up to give you a mildly stern look. “It won’t hurt if you stop squirming around. In fact, this never would’ve happened if you hadn’t gone on that mission, like Steve warned you not to. You’ve got too much history with these folks—it’s dangerous for both you and everyone else on the team. Sit still for a sec and let me do my job, okay?”

Huffing, you slumped back into the sofa, using your free hand to frustratedly pull at your face, still bloody and caked with grime from the mission. You grimaced. A steaming hot shower sounded more than appealing right about now—along with a nice, long nap right after. Sam went back to sewing you up, grip a little tighter than necessary on your wrist.

“Why are you being so dramatic?” you asked him, shifting so that your free hand would rest against his bicep, patting him gently. “It was just a shard of glass—”

He didn’t spare you a glance, snorting as he shook his head. “A shard of glass from when a super soldier threw you through a skyscraper’s window, sure. You could’ve died.”

“Yeah, well, I didn’t—I’m a super soldier too, Sam. And Bucky caught me, remember?” you gently replied. Carefully, you moved your hand upwards to cradle his face, thumb smoothing over his stubbled jaw. Sam paused in his suturing to look at you, his dark eyes wavering for a moment upon seeing your soft smile. “I’m fine, see? This’ll be completely healed over in two days’ time, just watch.”

The man in front of you squared his jaw and went on to finish the last of the stitches, neatly tying it off and placing the needle and thread away to the side. 

“It could’ve been a lot worse,” Sam said, slightly less stiff. His hand came up to lay over yours on his face, pulling your fingers forward to plant a soft kiss against your knuckles, before holding them close to his chest. “I just worry about you—I know you can handle yourself, seeing as you’re all enhanced and whatnot, but… well, super soldiers can still bleed out, too.” 

Chest tightening, you leaned closer to him, pressing a chaste kiss right beside his nose, and rested your forehead over his, noses bumping against one another. He smelled of earthy smoke and that citrus bodywash of yours he always stole, and something else just entirely him. You inhaled deeply, ignoring the burning pain within the side of your ribcage as you did so. “I know,” you whispered. After a brief moment of silence, you told him, “Thank you—for the stitches and the mother henning. Though, I could do with a little bit less of the latter.”

Wary of your freshly-sown injury, he tugged you closer, winding his arms around you in a sweet embrace. “You’re gonna be the death of me,” he mumbled into your hair, littering feathery kisses along your temple. Even quieter, he tacked on, “I love you. Even though you’re, like, a million years old.”

“I’m only a hundred and five,” you gasped, abruptly pulling away to smack at his chest. “That’s younger than Bucky!” 

“Oh, yeah, because Bucky is so young and spritely,” your boyfriend scoffed in response. 

“Right, and we’re the one who chose to be cryogenically put to sleep and trained to be a killing machine throughout the decades,” you sarcastically bit out, though your tone lacked any real bite to it. 

Suddenly, said super soldier strode through the open doorway, crossing his arms as a playful, light smile curled at the corner of his lips. “My ears are burning,” he said, sending you a knowing look as you sheepishly pulled away from Sam. “You guys talkin’ about me?”

“Just about which nursing home we should throw you into,” you snarked, which earned you a guffaw of laughter and a proud high-five from Sam. 

Rolling his eyes, Bucky made his way over, throwing himself onto the couch beside you. “Tell me, what ever happened to respect your elders?” He turned his attention to your wound, features visibly softening. “You okay? Took quite a hit out there.”

“Just fine, Buck,” you reassured him, nudging him with a grateful grin. “I would be a gross sludge of mushy roadkill if it wasn’t for you.”

Sam made a disgruntled noise at your choice of words, but the two of you ignored him.

Your old friend smiled at you, then grabbed the remote and turned on the TV. “You guys down to watch a movie or somethin’? Steve told me that Star Wars was pretty good. Ever watched that, Y/N?”

“Nope,” you quipped, blanching at the memory of your growing list of movies to catch up on. “Sorry, Bucky, I’m completely joed. I gotta hit the showers—get all this crusty blood off of me. I’m down to watch it with you tomorrow, though.” 

Nodding in understanding, Bucky shooed you away when you planted a sloppy kiss to his cheek and cuffed him in the shoulder, sauntering away with a laugh. He wiped your kiss away with the back of his hand, before settling further into the couch and flicking through the channels.

“Alright, man,” said Sam after a moment, dusting his pants off and patting Bucky’s knee. “If you’ll excuse me, I’ve got a rendezvous with a certain super soldier in the shower.”

Absent-mindedly, Bucky waved him away as well, mumbling a goodbye under his breath.

It was only as Sam was heading over to the bathroom, his shirt already in the process of being tugged off, did Bucky register what he was saying.

“Ew! Did you really have to tell me that? You guys are gross!” groaned Bucky, pulling a face at the thought. The rest of his complaints fell beneath his breathy grumbles, too quiet for Sam to pick up on. 

Sam could only snort in amusement at that, before swinging the bathroom door open to see you brushing your teeth by the sink, bits of minty foam gathered by the corners of your lips. He enthusiastically greeted you with an affectionate kiss to your cheek, accompanied by a pair of hands suggestively wandering down to your hips. 

[cameronspecial]

Secrets In Tangled (Part 3)

Pairing: Anthony Lockwood x Reader

Warnings: Running Away.

Pronouns: She/Her

Word Count: 1.2K

Summary: An injured Lockwood with curious questions brings about an argument and a live announcement brings around a mother.

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Y/N is perched on the sofa in the front room, reading one of Lockwood’s tabloids. The empty house means that it is dead silent all around her. The others are currently working on a last-minute call that was dire because children were in danger. She had been worrying about them all night and had finally gotten herself to settle down with a nice cup of tea. She feels sleep trying to invade her current state, but she fights it off. The sound of the door bursting open and the groans of Lockwood cause her to shoot off of the couch to help George and Lucy carry him. “What happened?” Y/N questions as she sees a gash in Lockwood’s side. Lucy hands Lockwood off to the inquisitive girl and goes to get the first aid kit. George leads them to the couch she was just sitting on, “It was an accident. I was fighting off one of the visitors with my rapier when the other visitor went after a kid. Lockwood dove in front of the child to protect her and caught the tip end of my rapier.” 

Y/N nods in understanding and gets to stripping Lockwood of his tops to access the wound. She thinks nothing of it as she leans towards his bare chest to examine the wound just below his rib cage. “It’s deep but not too deep. It hasn’t done any damage to any organs, so that’s good. I can stitch you up in no time.” Y/N guides Lockwood into a lying position and goes to wash her hands. She grabs some already-boiled water from the kettle and returns to Lockwood’s side. By that point, Lucy has returned with the first aid kit and Y/N instructs her on how to clean the equipment needed. Y/N uses water and soap to clean the wounds after putting on clean gloves. Once Lucy disinfects the tools, Y/N begins to suture Lockwood’s wound. He hisses quietly every so often, which causes her to feel bad. A few minutes later, everything is stitched up and tied, so she applies antibacterial ointment and a clean gauze. “You shouldn’t put a shirt back on just yet. It will be easier to monitor your bleeding with it off,” she advises. Truthfully, she wasn’t entirely sure if it was true, but she felt like being a little cheeky at the moment. “You guys can go to bed, I can make sure he’s okay for the rest of the night.” Lucy and George nod their head in appreciation and head upstairs for some much-needed sleep. 

Lockwood slowly sits up so he can look at her comfortably. He pats the seat beside him for her to sit and she does. He scoots closer to her and hesitantly places his hand on top of hers, fully committing when he sees she doesn’t retreat from his touch. “Thank you. You really are an enigma, Y/N Y/L/N. I don’t understand how you’ve learnt so many things and we don’t even know why. We know your favourite food and that stuff but not any childhood stories. Like how you know how to fence or so much about Marissa Fittes.” She shakes her head and moves away from his touch. She gets up from the couch and makes her towards the doorway. “It’s not important, Lockwood. So leave it alone,” she warns, quickly retreating from the room to be alone. 

She goes downstairs to the training machine to let off some steam. Why couldn’t everyone just let her have her secrets and leave her alone? It was hard to keep secrets if they always questioned her. Y/N wants to open up to them about her past, but she isn’t sure how they would react. Would they be mad at her for keeping it a secret for three months? Would they not trust her? Or worse, would they tell her secret to the world? She didn’t really think the last one was possible; however, she isn’t used to having friends. The steam starts to blow and her brain turns off as she uses her rapier to slash through it. The jet behind her goes off, she twirls around and slices it. Deciding to exercise a different type of muscle. She starts to get flashier. She learned a lot in the last eighteen years of solitude with only lessons being her only source of entertainment. 

Y/N does an aerial cartwheel over to the next jet going off. She does a little flourish of her sword instead of just slashing through it. Suddenly, the machine stops working. She turns around trying to figure out what is going on. Lockwood is standing next to the switch with a serious look on his face. “I’m sorry I was so nosy,” he apologizes, walking over to her. “It’s just that if you are running from something in your past, I want to know about it so that I can protect you. I can’t do that if you keep some secrets.” She turns away from him. 

“I don’t need you to protect me.”  

“I know, but it’s how I care for the people that I love.” He slowly reaches his hand out to take hers into his own. 

She looks at him with wonder in her eyes, “You love me?”

Feeling flustered and embarrassed, Lockwood tries to backpedal the true meaning of his words. “Of course, I love you and George and Lucy all equally as my friends,” he lies, saving himself from the rejection that he thinks is about to happen. She nods in understanding. “I forgive you. I’m not running from anything or in any danger, it’s just that I don’t like to talk about how I grew up. But I promise that I am perfectly safe.” He nods his head, “How about we go make a cuppa and watch some late-night television?” Y/N’s grin turns massive as they go upstairs to do as he offers. 

———

Lockwood is never one to turn down publicity for his business; he has such a charismatic personality after all. So when the news wanted to do a story on his agency after they protected the family with the young children, he had no choice but to accept. “And my handsome self wouldn’t be standing before you in such good condition if it went for the medical assistance of our wonderful assistant, Y/N Y/L/N.” 

The mention of her daughter's name causes Penelope Fittes to look up from her paperwork. The TV once put on as background noise now capturing her full attention. So that’s where her daughter has run off to. She picks up the phone on her desk, “Yes, I need you to locate the address of Lockwood & Co. Immediately.”

———

The whole group decided that it would be fun to spend their day off at the cinema. “I’ve got the money for us, so come on let’s go before the previews start,” Y/N screams from beside the front door. She waits for everyone to come down and opens the door. She goes to pass through the doorway, but the blocking of Penelope Fittes stops the girl in her tracks. “Hello, my dear,” Penelope greets with a wicked smile on her face. The other members of Lockwood & Co look at each other in confusion. “What are you doing here?” George questions. Y/N and Penelope ignore his question, “Hi, Mother.” 

[somediyprojects]

DIY Zippered Throw Pillows

Project by Brett Bara:

Throw pillows are another fantastic way to incorporate cute textiles and DIY flair into your home without a great investment of time or money. If you’ve ever gone into a fabric store and wanted to buy everything because it’s just all so gorgeous, then pillows are a great way to put those fabrics to work in your decor. Bold or loud prints that would be too much used in large scale (like in curtains) can be just right for a little pillow pop on a sofa or bed.

I’m going to show you how to make a zippered pillow cover, which is easier than it sounds, I promise. It looks super-professional AND has the added bonus of being easily changeable—I love the idea of making tons of different pillow covers and just swapping them out whenever you want a little change in a room.

The best part? You can make the pillow shown here in less than an hour! –Brett Bara

A Word on Zippers

Ok, I know you’re not going to believe me when I say this, but installing a zipper is REALLY EASY. (There are many ways to install a zipper —some more refined than others—the method I’m sharing here is basic and very simple!) BUT, if installing a zipper feels like it’s just too much, don’t give up. I’ll give alternate instructions at the end for how to make a pillow without a zipper. Everybody happy now? Let’s get started!

What You’ll Need

½ yard fabric (if your pillow is larger than 16”, you’ll need more fabric)

1 pillow form (buy this at a craft store or upholstery shop)

1 all-purpose zipper about 4” shorter than the edge of your pillow

Thread to match your fabric

Seam ripper

Sharp scissors

Straight pins

Tape Measure

Sewing machine

Zipper foot attachment for your sewing machine

Selecting and Preparing Fabric

Almost any type of fabric can be used for a throw pillow, but for beginners I recommend starting with medium-weight fabrics that are smooth in texture, like cottons or cotton-linen blends.

I’m using a Japanese print from the fantastic Etsuko Furuya for Echino line.

If your fabric is machine-washable, wash and dry it before sewing. This will pre-shrink the fabric, which is necessary to prevent the seams from puckering during future washings.

Finally, thoroughly iron the fabric before beginning.

Cutting

Cut two pieces of fabric that are the size of your pillow form plus 1” in length and 1” in width. So, if your pillow form is 12×16”, you’ll need two pieces of fabric that are 13×17”. This allows for ½” seam allowance on all seams.

Installing the Zipper

Place both pieces of fabric together with the right sides of the fabric facing each other and all corners aligned. (Be sure to situate both pieces so that the print pattern is facing in the same direction.)

Center the zipper along what will be the bottom edge of the pillow, since you’ll want the zipper to be on the bottom edge of the finished pillow. (Here, my fabric is flipped with the bottom edge facing up, just to make it easier to work with). Place a pin near each end of the zipper, just INSIDE the metal stops at each end.

With a ½” seam allowance, sew the two segments on the outside of each pin. (This should be a short space of just a couple inches between the pins and the corners of the fabric.) Reinforce these seams by back-stitching at the beginning and end of each seam.

Next, change the stitch length on your machine to the longest length, which will allow you to baste the next seam. (Basting is sewing a long stitch which will later be removed; the long, loose quality of a basted stitch makes them easier to remove than regular stitches) With the stitch length set to long, simply sew the space in between the two short seams you just made. (Do not back-stitch to reinforce basted seams.)

Iron this seam open.

With the wrong side of the fabric facing up, place the zipper right-side down, aligning the zipper teeth directly over the seam. Pin it in place.

Change your machine’s presser foot to the zipper foot. Consult your manual for help with this if necessary; usually the feet snap off and on rather easily.

A zipper foot (shown here on the right) can be different for every sewing machine model, but it often looks like half of a standard presser foot (shown on the left). It allows you to sew right along the edge of the zipper teeth neatly and easily. The zipper foot has a little sliding part that changes it to a right or left position, so just slide it accordingly depending on whether you are sewing the right or left side of the zipper. (That means you have to pop off the zipper foot after sewing the right-side seam, slide the zipper foot thingie over to the left position, then pop the foot back on the machine. All this only takes a second once you get the hang of it!)

Note: Be sure your stitch length is back to normal length for the remainder of the sewing. Starting at the bottom of the zipper on the right side, with the zipper foot in the right-side position, sew down the side of the zipper. When you get near the end, stop the machine. Leave the needle in the work, but raise the foot, and gently move the zipper pull back behind the needle. Then lower the foot again and sew to the end of the zipper. Backstitch at the end of this seam.

Next, change the zipper foot to the left position, and repeat this process on the left.

And your zipper is installed! (That wasn’t so bad, right?) The seam is still basted closed, so from the right side, use the seam ripper to gently remove the basted stitches. (They’ll pop out really easily; just pick out any remaining thread pieces that are left dangling.)

Change back to the standard presser foot. Fold the two pillow halves so that they are aligned with right sides facing each other and all corners and edges meeting. Pin in place. Sew around all three sides with a ½” seam allowance. (The fourth side, of course, is the side with the zipper installed.)

Here’s how to sew around the corners: when you reach each corner, leave the needle in the fabric and raise the presser foot, then pivot the fabric 90 degrees, lower the presser foot again, and continue sewing.

Clip the fabric at the corners. (Removing the excess fabric here helps give you a nice, sharp corner once you turn the pillow inside out.)

Turn the pillow cover inside out, ironing the seams flat.

Insert the pillow form, and you’re done!

NOW FOR THE NO-ZIPPER PART

If you’d rather skip the zip, just use your sewing machine to sew the two pieces of fabric together around three edges, plus about 2” on each side of the fourth edge. Clip the corners and turn right-side out, iron the seam flat, then insert the pillow form. Using a needle and thread, hand-sew the opening closed. Of course, this pillow cover won’t be removable, but it will still be lovely!

[broken-clover]

11- Memento

a bit shorter today, sorry about that. This is another one that's a little less cheery than the others, so I didn't want to stretch out too much.

I like animal crossing. I haven't played it in a while because the characters remark how long you've been gone so I feel too embarrassed to pick it up again because I feel bad about it. Still, I love the characters and their charm. Sable in particular has a really interesting backstory for such a relatively lighthearted series, having to raise her own siblings alone after their parents died. I wish we could do more for her and her family. It seems like she's got a lot going on. Like I said, this one's a little less happy, but I was trying to go for a bit of catharsis. The end is still happy.

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Though Mabel was too young to know for herself, they’d still managed to hold onto many of their parents’ old things. The hanging paintings, the blurry watercolor mugs, and the old sewing machine they still used had once belonged to their mother and father. Mabel was never very careful with them, but it was hard to chastise her for it. She didn’t have the same attachment. She barely remembered their parents at all. Sometimes, Sable envied that.

Still, when she asked with those wide, curious eyes, she’d share fond old memories. Sable would dredge up soft snapshots of a life that still felt perfectly real at times, even after so long. Their mother carrying baby Mabel around before she learned to walk. Tottering in their father’s too-big shoes until he found them and laughed at the sight. Trying to help with the sewing, back when their paws were too small to even hold a seam ripper properly.

Sable didn’t resent her place in life. The two of them had made something lovely, even if it wasn’t the life they’d expected. Their tailor shop was a flourishing business, ever more popular with the townsfolk with every passing season. Finances were hardly an issue, and, even if they were, sweet old Tom was always happy to lend a paw when they needed it. They were content.

It did little for the days when Sable awoke with an ache in her chest.

On the rougher mornings, she would hobble down the stairs and into the main floor of the tailor shop. It always felt as though something was calling out to her, whispering her name. The old quilt hung on the wall by her sewing machine. She undid the pins and took it down.

After so many washes to clean it, there wasn’t much of a smell anymore. Sable still buried her face in it and pretended that it carried the fragrance of someone else’s quills. It was a big blanket, designed to drape along the back of a wide sofa- or to cover an entire family as they sat together. Far too big for one single hedgehog. The fabric bunched and pooled around on all sides in its own little lake of tapestry.

She was familiar with the little flaws it hid away within. One spot by the left-top corner had a crooked stitch, only visible if you pushed the material back to look at the line carefully. One side of the pattern was just slightly smaller than the other. A tiny bit of batting poked though the back where there hadn’t been enough material to fully enclose it.

(Sable had once noticed the mistake and asked her mother about it. With a coy smile, she’d said that she planned to fix it, but just hadn’t found the time to do it just yet)

Fixing it now didn’t feel right. Even the flaws were a memory.

The window shutters were closed, as they would be for a few more hours. She spared herself the moment of indulgence, sitting by the wall while wrapped up in her mother’s quilt.

Sable couldn’t remember falling asleep, but she was awoken by the overhead lights. She rubbed the blurriness from her eyes, and found Mabel standing at the foot of the stairs, looking on.

“Wha- “ Mabel blinked in confusion. “What’re you doing out here? You're not in bed?”

She winced in embarrassment. Getting spotted hadn’t been the plan. All she had wanted to do was take the quilt down, hold it for a bit, and put it back without anyone realizing anything. She had to look pathetic.

Despite that, Mabel padded closer, eyes soft with sympathy. “What’s wrong, sis…?”

Even if it was embarrassing, she didn’t want to be alone right now. Sable coaxed her sister under the quilt with her. Neither said anything for a while. They only sat.

“...Do you miss mom and dad a lot today?”

She nodded.

Mabel leaned over and let her head rest on her sister’s shoulder. “Yeah. Me too. Do you wanna do a half-day today? We don’t have to get up yet.”

That sounded nice.

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The Ideal Fabrics and Projects for Heavy-Duty Sewing Machines

Heavy-duty sewing machines are designed to handle the toughest fabrics and the most demanding sewing projects with ease. Whether you're a seasoned sewist or just getting started, knowing which fabrics and projects are best suited for heavy-duty machines will help you make the most of your equipment. Here’s a guide to the ideal fabrics and projects for heavy-duty sewing machines, ensuring you achieve excellent results with every stitch.

1. Denim

Denim is one of the most common fabrics that benefit from the strength of a heavy-duty sewing machine. Known for its thickness and durability, denim can be tricky for standard machines. A heavy-duty machine, however, can easily sew through multiple layers of denim without skipping stitches or causing damage to the fabric. This makes it an excellent choice for projects like jeans, jackets, skirts, and bags. With a heavy-duty sewing machine, you’ll be able to work with this fabric quickly and efficiently.

2. Canvas

Canvas is another thick, durable fabric that is perfect for heavy-duty sewing machines. Whether you're working with a cotton canvas or a more industrial-grade fabric, a heavy-duty machine’s robust motor and reinforced frame will allow you to stitch through it with ease. Projects such as outdoor gear, tote bags, upholstery, and even tents or tarps are ideal for heavy-duty sewing machines. The strong stitching capacity of these machines ensures that your seams stay intact under stress.

3. Leather and Faux Leather

Leather and faux leather are materials often used for creating fashion accessories, furniture, and bags. These fabrics are thick and stiff, requiring a powerful motor to punch through them without damaging the material. A heavy-duty machine is perfect for sewing leather, as it can handle the thickness and rigidity while providing strong, precise stitching. Whether you're designing leather jackets, wallets, or handbags, a heavy-duty sewing machine ensures clean, professional seams.

4. Upholstery Fabrics

Upholstery fabrics, such as velvet, brocade, and other heavy home décor materials, require a strong sewing machine capable of handling multiple layers of fabric. Heavy-duty machines are perfect for creating or repairing upholstered furniture, such as chairs, sofas, and cushions. These machines can also handle thicker lining fabrics used for curtains or drapes. The added strength and speed of a heavy-duty machine make sewing upholstery projects more manageable and faster, even with dense fabrics.

5. Quilting

Quilting often involves stitching through several layers of fabric, batting, and sometimes even a backing fabric. Heavy-duty sewing machines are ideal for quilting because of their ability to handle multiple layers without slowing down or losing stitch quality. Whether you're working on a traditional quilt or a more intricate design, the power and precision of a heavy-duty machine ensure smooth sewing and beautiful finished results. Additionally, many heavy-duty machines come with quilting feet and accessories to help guide your work.

6. Outdoor Gear and Fabrics

Heavy-duty sewing machines are perfect for crafting outdoor gear like tents, sleeping bags, backpacks, and awnings. These projects often involve materials such as ripstop nylon, waterproof fabrics, and heavy-duty polyester. A regular sewing machine might struggle with these fabrics, but a heavy-duty model can handle them with ease, ensuring that your gear is durable and long-lasting. The added power helps the machine punch through thick, weather-resistant fabrics without skipping stitches.

7. Heavyweight Cotton and Corduroy

For garments and accessories made from heavyweight cotton or corduroy, a heavy-duty sewing machine provides the stability and strength needed to work with these dense, textured fabrics. The thick weave of corduroy can be difficult for a standard machine to sew through smoothly, but heavy-duty machines can manage with precision. Whether you're making trousers, jackets, or dresses from these fabrics, you’ll benefit from the durability and speed that heavy-duty machines offer.

8. Vinyl and PVC Fabrics

Vinyl and PVC fabrics are commonly used in upholstery, bags, and rain gear. These materials are slippery and require a machine that can create a strong stitch without causing puckering. Heavy-duty sewing machines can handle vinyl and PVC with ease, allowing you to sew through thick, slippery layers without any hassle. These materials are often used for outdoor items like tarps, raincoats, and industrial covers, making a heavy-duty sewing machine a must-have for these projects.

Why Murthy Sewing Machines?

When quality and durability are a priority, Murthy Sewing Machines is your go-to as the Best Sewing Machine Dealers in Chennai. We offer a top-notch range, whether you’re looking to Buy Heavy Duty Sewing Machines for home projects or industrial purposes. Our selection includes trusted models like the Singer FM/HD 4423 Heavy Duty Electric Sewing Machine, known for its robust performance, and the Merritt Universal Supreme (DSBB Technologies) Semi Industrial Manual Sewing Machine, perfect for demanding tasks with its semi-industrial capabilities. With Murthy Sewing Machines, you get the best products, expert advice, and exceptional service to elevate your sewing experience.

Conclusion

Heavy-duty sewing machines are the perfect choice for fabric enthusiasts who work with tough, thick, or specialized materials. From denim and canvas to leather, upholstery fabrics, and even outdoor gear, these machines provide the power, precision, and durability needed to complete a wide variety of projects. If you’re ready to take on challenging fabrics and large-scale projects, a heavy-duty sewing machine will help you achieve professional-quality results. Visit Murthy Sewing Machines in Chennai to explore our extensive range of heavy-duty models and start your next sewing project with confidence!

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Get Cozy with Premium Quality Blankets: Your Online Sale Guide

As the seasons change and temperatures drop, there's nothing more comforting than wrapping yourself in a soft, cozy blanket. In recent years, online shopping has transformed the way we purchase home essentials, and blankets are no exception. Shopping online for premium quality blankets has never been more convenient, offering a range of options, styles, and prices to fit every need. However, finding the perfect blanket requires understanding what makes one stand out in terms of comfort, quality, and value. Here’s your complete guide to finding the best premium quality blankets in online sales.

Why Go Premium?

When it comes to blankets, quality matters. Premium quality blankets are designed to provide long-lasting comfort, warmth, and style. Investing in a well-made blanket has several benefits:

Superior Materials: Premium blankets are typically crafted from high-quality materials like cashmere, wool, fleece, or cotton. These materials offer exceptional warmth, breathability, and softness, enhancing your comfort levels and overall experience.

Durability: High-quality blankets are made to last, resisting wear and tear better than cheaper options. Premium blankets often come with reinforced stitching and better-quality fabrics, allowing them to hold up through repeated washes and regular use.

Comfort & Warmth: Premium materials are often softer and better insulated, making these blankets more comfortable and efficient in maintaining warmth without feeling heavy.

Eco-Friendly Options: Many premium blankets are produced with sustainability in mind, using organic materials or eco-friendly manufacturing processes. If you’re mindful of your environmental impact, it’s easy to find options that align with these values in the premium range.

Key Features to Look For

Buying a blanket online can be challenging when you can’t physically touch the product. However, knowing the right features to look for can make your online shopping experience rewarding.

Material Type: The material used in a blanket can make or break your comfort level. Wool and fleece are excellent choices for warmth, while cotton is breathable and suitable for all seasons. For luxury, consider cashmere or silk-blend blankets.

Size and Weight: Make sure you choose a blanket that fits your needs. Whether it’s a throw for the sofa or a large blanket for your bed, size matters. Weight is also crucial; heavier blankets offer a cozy, weighted feel, while lighter ones are great for layering.

Thread Count and Weave: Thread count can impact the feel and durability of the blanket. High thread count often translates to a softer, smoother texture. The weave also affects warmth; tighter weaves tend to retain heat better.

Design and Color: Aesthetics can’t be overlooked. Choose a blanket that complements your room’s style. Many premium blankets come in a range of designs and colors, from minimalistic shades to bold, patterned options.

Easy Maintenance: Some blankets require delicate washing, while others can be tossed into a machine. Always check for care instructions, especially for premium fabrics like wool or cashmere, which may need dry cleaning.

Benefits of Shopping Online for Blankets

Online shopping is a practical and efficient way to buy Premium quality blankets online sale. Here’s why it’s advantageous:

Extensive Selection: Online platforms offer a vast array of options that you might not find in physical stores, allowing you to explore designs, materials, and price points with ease.

Easy Price Comparison: Shopping online enables you to compare prices across brands and stores, helping you find the best deals on premium quality blankets.

Customer Reviews: Many online sites feature customer reviews, providing insights on product quality, comfort, and durability from real buyers.

Convenience: Online shopping allows you to browse and buy from the comfort of your home, saving time and reducing the hassle of traveling to stores.

How to Maximize Value in an Online Sale

Shopping during online sales can save you money while still allowing you to buy premium products. Here are a few strategies to get the most out of online sales:

Check for Seasonal Sales: Many retailers offer discounts during seasonal sales. Black Friday, Cyber Monday, and holiday sales often feature significant price reductions on high-quality items.

Sign Up for Newsletters: Many online retailers provide exclusive discounts to email subscribers. Signing up for a store’s newsletter can grant you access to early sales or member-only deals.

Consider Bulk Purchasing: If you’re outfitting multiple rooms or planning to gift blankets, buying in bulk may qualify you for additional discounts.

Look for Free Shipping Deals: Shipping costs can add up, especially for bulky items like blankets. Many retailers offer free shipping during sales, which can save you a significant amount.

Compare Retailers: Don’t limit yourself to one store. Browsing multiple websites can help you find the best price and check for any additional promotions.

Selecting the Right Blanket for Different Rooms

Choosing the right blanket depends on where it will be used. Here are some suggestions:

Living Room: Go for a soft throw in a material like fleece or cotton that’s easy to wash. This makes it convenient for lounging and adds a touch of style to your space.

Bedroom: Wool or cashmere blankets are ideal for the bedroom, offering a luxurious look and feel. Choose neutral colors to create a calming effect, or add a pop of color with a vibrant design.

Guest Room: Choose durable yet stylish options in neutral tones that complement any decor. This way, guests will feel comfortable, and you won’t worry about frequent washes affecting the blanket’s quality.

Final Thoughts

When it comes to comfort, warmth, and aesthetics, investing in a premium blanket is a wise decision. With the convenience of online shopping, finding quality blankets that meet your needs and style preferences has become easier than ever. By keeping an eye on online sales, comparing options, and knowing what features to prioritize, you can bring home the perfect blanket to cozy up with this season.

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Comfort and Style: Dog Sofas in Australia Reviewed

Introduction

Dog sofas have become an increasingly popular choice among pet owners who want to provide their furry friends with comfort and style. These sofas are designed to offer the same level of comfort and support as human furniture, but with features that cater specifically to dogs. In Australia, a wide variety of dog sofas are available, catering to different breeds, sizes, and preferences. This comprehensive review will explore the benefits of dog sofas, the key features to look for, and the best options available in Australia to help you make an informed decision for your pet.

The Benefits of Dog Sofas

Enhanced Comfort: Dog sofas are designed to provide maximum comfort for your pet. They often feature plush cushions, supportive materials, and a design that allows your dog to relax in a natural position. This level of comfort can help improve your dog’s overall well-being and quality of sleep.

Joint and Muscle Support: Many dog sofas are made with orthopedic foam or memory foam, which provides excellent support for your dog’s joints and muscles. This is especially beneficial for older dogs or those with arthritis, as it can help alleviate pain and improve mobility.

Durability: Dog sofas are typically made from high-quality, durable materials that can withstand the wear and tear of daily use. This includes scratching, chewing, and the occasional accident. Investing in a durable dog sofa ensures that it will last longer and continue to provide comfort for your pet.

Aesthetic Appeal: Dog sofas are designed to complement your home decor. They come in various styles, colors, and materials, allowing you to choose a sofa that matches your aesthetic preferences. This means you don’t have to compromise on style when providing comfort for your pet.

Easy to Clean: Many dog sofas come with removable and machine-washable covers, making them easy to clean and maintain. This is an important feature, as it helps keep the sofa hygienic and free from pet odors, dirt, and hair.

Key Features to Look for in Dog Sofas

Size and Dimensions: Ensure that the sofa is appropriately sized for your dog. It should provide enough space for your dog to stretch out comfortably but also offer a sense of security. Consider your dog’s size, weight, and sleeping habits when selecting a sofa.

Supportive Materials: Look for sofas made with high-quality, supportive materials such as orthopedic foam or memory foam. These materials provide excellent support for your dog’s joints and muscles, helping to alleviate pain and improve comfort.

Durable Construction: Choose a sofa that is made from durable materials and has strong stitching. This ensures that the sofa can withstand daily use and any rough behavior from your dog, such as scratching or chewing.

Removable and Washable Covers: Opt for a sofa with removable and machine-washable covers. This makes it easy to keep the sofa clean and hygienic, which is important for your dog’s health and comfort.

Non-Slip Base: A non-slip base helps keep the sofa in place, preventing it from sliding around on the floor. This provides stability for your dog and ensures they can relax comfortably without the sofa moving.

Aesthetic Design: Consider the design and style of the sofa to ensure it complements your home decor. Dog sofas come in various styles, from modern to traditional, so you can find one that matches your aesthetic preferences.

Best Dog Sofas in Australia

1. Orthopedic Memory Foam Sofas: These sofas combine the comfort of memory foam with the supportive benefits of orthopedic design. They are ideal for older dogs or those with joint issues, providing excellent support and comfort. The memory foam contours to your dog’s body, relieving pressure points and ensuring a restful sleep.

2. Plush and Cozy Sofas: Plush dog sofas are designed for maximum comfort, featuring soft, cushioned surfaces and cozy fabrics. These sofas are perfect for dogs who love to snuggle and burrow. The plush materials create a warm and inviting space for your dog to relax.

3. Durable Outdoor Sofas: For dogs that spend a lot of time outdoors, durable outdoor sofas are an excellent choice. These sofas are made from weather-resistant materials that can withstand the elements, ensuring they remain in good condition even with outdoor use. They provide a comfortable spot for your dog to rest while enjoying the fresh air.

4. Modern and Stylish Sofas: Modern dog sofas feature sleek designs and contemporary materials that complement modern home decor. These sofas often come in neutral colors and minimalist styles, making them a stylish addition to any home. Despite their modern design, they still provide the comfort and support your dog needs.

5. Convertible Sofas: Convertible dog sofas offer versatility and convenience. They can be adjusted or folded into different configurations, allowing you to customize the sofa to your dog’s preferences. Whether your dog prefers to stretch out or curl up, a convertible sofa can accommodate their needs.

How to Choose the Right Dog Sofa

Measure Your Dog: Before purchasing a dog sofa, measure your dog to ensure you choose the right size. Measure their length, width, and height, and compare these measurements to the sofa’s dimensions. Your dog should have enough space to stretch out comfortably.

Consider Your Dog’s Needs: Think about your dog’s specific needs and preferences. If they have joint issues, an orthopedic sofa may be the best choice. If they love to snuggle, a plush and cozy sofa may be more suitable. Consider their behavior and habits to choose a sofa that will provide the most comfort.

Evaluate the Materials: Look for sofas made from high-quality, durable materials. Check the construction and stitching to ensure it is sturdy and can withstand your dog’s behavior. Consider the ease of cleaning and whether the covers are removable and machine-washable.

Match Your Home Decor: Choose a dog sofa that complements your home decor. Consider the style, color, and design of the sofa to ensure it fits seamlessly into your living space. This allows you to provide comfort for your dog without compromising on style.

Read Reviews and Recommendations: Read reviews and seek recommendations from other pet owners. This can provide valuable insights into the quality and performance of different dog sofas. Look for reviews that mention the sofa’s durability, comfort, and ease of cleaning.

Benefits of Investing in a Dog Sofa

Improved Comfort and Well-Being: A high-quality dog sofa provides enhanced comfort for your pet, improving their overall well-being. It offers a dedicated space for your dog to relax and sleep, reducing anxiety and stress.

Support for Joint and Muscle Health: Orthopedic and memory foam dog sofas provide excellent support for your dog’s joints and muscles. This is particularly beneficial for older dogs or those with arthritis, as it helps alleviate pain and improve mobility.

Hygienic and Easy to Clean: Dog sofas with removable and washable covers are easy to clean and maintain. This ensures the sofa remains hygienic and free from pet odors, dirt, and hair, contributing to your dog’s health and comfort.

Stylish Addition to Your Home: Dog sofas are designed to complement your home decor, adding a stylish and functional element to your living space. You can provide comfort for your pet without compromising on aesthetics.

Durability and Longevity: Investing in a high-quality dog sofa ensures it will last longer and withstand daily use. This provides long-term comfort and support for your pet, making it a worthwhile investment.

Conclusion

Dog sofa in Australia offer a perfect blend of comfort, support, and style for your furry friend. In Australia, there are numerous options available, ranging from orthopedic memory foam sofas to durable outdoor designs. By considering your dog’s needs, measuring them accurately, and evaluating the materials and design, you can choose the perfect dog sofa to enhance their comfort and well-being. A high-quality dog sofa not only provides a dedicated space for your dog to relax but also complements your home decor, making it a valuable addition to your living space. Investing in a dog sofa ensures your pet enjoys a comfortable and secure resting place, contributing to their overall health and happiness.

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Quality Handmade Quilts for Home Decorators and Interior Designers

In a world that’s increasingly turning to mass-produced items, there is something uniquely satisfying about owning a handmade quilt. They are not just pieces of fabric sewn together; they are a labor of love, often reflecting the time-honored traditions and skills passed down through generations. For online home decor shoppers, handmade quilts offer an unparalleled blend of quality and craftsmanship that machine-made options simply can't match.

Craftsmanship and Quality

One of the primary reasons why our quilts stand out is their exceptional craftsmanship. Each piece is meticulously crafted, often taking weeks or even months to complete. The attention to detail is evident in every stitch, which speaks volumes about the artisan's commitment to quality. Unlike their factory-made run-of-the-mill counterparts, handmade quilts are created with patience and precision, ensuring that each piece is unique and long-lasting.

Unique Designs

When you opt for a handmade quilt, you’re not just buying a blanket; you’re investing in a piece that brings personality and character wherever it goes. Handmade pieces often feature intricate patterns and designs that you won’t find in standard mass-produced blankets, comforters, and so on. From traditional patchwork to modern, abstract designs, there’s something for everyone. The use of varying fabrics, colors, and textures adds another layer of uniqueness, making each piece a true masterpiece.

Sustainable Choice

In today's environmentally conscious world, sustainability is more important than ever. These quilts are often crafted using eco-friendly materials and sustainable practices. Many artisans prioritize using natural fibers such as cotton and wool, which are biodegradable and have a lower environmental impact compared to synthetic materials. By shopping with Casagear, you’re not only getting a high-quality product but also contributing to a more sustainable future by choosing pieces that will last.

Heirloom Quality

Further, the superior quality of materials and craftsmanship ensures that the pieces in this exclusive collection can easily be passed down from generation to generation with proper care. They become family heirlooms, carrying with them the stories and memories of those who used them. This longevity is something that mass-produced quilts can't offer, making handmade quilts a valuable investment for any home.

Versatility in Home Decor

They are also incredibly versatile and can be used in various ways to enhance your home decor. Drape one over your bed for an instant bedroom makeover, or use it as a cozy throw on your living room sofa. Their intricate designs and vibrant colors can serve as focal points in any room, adding both warmth and a unique personality to your space.

Support Artisans

By purchasing a handmade quilt, you’re supporting artisans and small businesses. In a world dominated by large corporations, supporting local artisans helps keep traditional skills and crafts alive.

Conclusion

Expertly crafted quilts are more than just blankets; they are works of art that offer quality, uniqueness, and sustainability. For online home decor shoppers looking to add a touch of elegance and warmth to their homes, this is a perfect choice. Explore Casagear’s latest collection of handmade quilts and find the perfect piece to complement your home. Happy shopping from our home-decor-loving family to yours!

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Brighten Your Space with Gorgeous Cases Floral Pillow From The Art Box Store

Do you want to give your living area a hint of beauty and elegance? Adding a case floral pillow is one of the greatest ways to update your décor without having to start from scratch. A home can be made into a lively, inviting atmosphere with the stunning collection of flowery cushion coverings from The Art Box Store. Here are a few reasons why your home requires these exquisite pillowcases.

Enhance the Look of Your House :- 

The purpose of floral pillowcases is to improve your home's visual appeal. These pillowcases go well with traditional, rustic, or modern interior design themes. They come in an assortment of hues and designs. Your space feels lighter and cozier with the delicate floral designs adding a touch of beauty and nature.

Combining Coziness with Excellence :- 

The superior quality of the materials used to make these floral pillow cases is among their most impressive features. These pillowcases are guaranteed to be quite durable in addition to being really soft and comfortable because to the premium fabrics used. Long-lasting comfort and attractiveness are provided by the superb craftsmanship, which ensures that the patterns and colors maintain their brilliance over multiple washings.

Flexibility and Design :- 

Because flowery pillowcases are so adaptable, you may use them in a variety of rooms throughout your house. To breathe new life into your living area, bedroom, or patio, use these pillowcases. In every kind of environment, they look fantastic. They look great as a blanket or as a splash of color added to a neutral sofa.

Simple to Comply With :- 

Using easy-care fabrics, you can easily preserve the attractiveness of your floral pillow cases. Keeping these pillow covers clean and fresh is easy because the majority of them are machine washable. Even after several washings, they will keep their shape and beauty because of the excellent stitching.

Environmentally friendly and long-lasting :- 

The collection's floral pillow cases are composed of eco-friendly materials in large quantities. By selecting these pillowcases, you're improving the aesthetics of your house and helping to protect the environment. These are an excellent option for customers who care about the environment because of their eco-friendly design.

Chic but Budget-Friendly :- 

These pillows are fairly priced, and they offer a pleasant feel and appearance. Adding a bit more flair to your house doesn't have to break the bank. With the excellent value these reasonably priced pillowcases provide, you may beautify your room without going over budget.

Conclusion :- 

The Art Box Store sells lovely floral pillow cases that are ideal for bringing color into any room. These pillow covers are the ideal accent element for any space because of their exquisite designs, premium materials, and adaptability. They are an attractive and useful way to add some color to your home's décor, and they're also healthy for the environment and simple to maintain. Check out the incredible assortment and make your home a lively, inviting sanctuary.

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The Artistry of Embroidered Floral Prints: Blooming Beauty on Fabric

In the realm of textile artistry, few techniques evoke the same sense of elegance and charm as embroidered floral prints. With delicate stitches and intricate designs, these fabrics capture the timeless beauty of nature, bringing a touch of romance and sophistication to any garment or interior space.

The Poetry of Petals: Embroidered Floral Prints

Embroidery has long been revered as a form of artistic expression, dating back centuries to cultures around the world. From the elaborate silk embroideries of ancient China to the intricate floral motifs of traditional European tapestries, the craft of stitching has been used to adorn fabrics with breathtaking beauty.

Embroidered floral prints take this age-old art form to new heights, combining the precision of embroidery with the whimsy of botanical motifs. Whether it's delicate roses cascading down a bridal gown or vibrant wildflowers adorning a cushion cover, these prints imbue fabrics with a sense of poetry and grace.

The Craftsmanship Behind the Stitch

Creating embroidered floral prints is a labor of love that requires patience, skill, and meticulous attention to detail. Each petal, leaf, and stem is carefully stitched by hand or machine, layering thread upon thread to form intricate patterns and textures.

Traditional embroidery techniques such as satin stitch, French knots, and stem stitch are often used to bring floral designs to life, adding dimension and depth to the fabric. The choice of thread colors, stitch lengths, and densities allows artisans to create a wide range of effects, from delicate watercolors to bold, graphic designs.

From Runway to Home: The Versatility of Embroidered Floral Prints

One of the most enchanting aspects of embroidered floral prints is their versatility. They can be found gracing the runways of high-fashion couture houses, adorning everything from evening gowns to accessories. At the same time, they bring a touch of elegance and whimsy to home decor, transforming curtains, bedding, and upholstery into works of art.

In interior design, embroidered floral prints add a sense of warmth and sophistication to any room. Whether it's a pair of embroidered floral curtains framing a sunlit window or a vintage-inspired armchair upholstered in embroidered silk, these prints infuse spaces with a timeless charm and a hint of nostalgia.

Conclusion: A Blossoming Tradition

Embroidered floral prints are more than just fabric—they're a testament to the enduring beauty of nature and the artistry of human hands. With their delicate stitches and enchanting designs, they invite us to slow down, savor the moment, and appreciate the beauty that surrounds us.

Whether you're wearing a gown adorned with embroidered roses or lounging on a sofa draped in floral-printed cushions, embroidered floral prints have a way of elevating the everyday into something truly extraordinary.

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How to Choose the Perfect Dog Bed for Your Large Breed?

Choosing the right bed for your large breed dog is essential for their comfort and overall well-being. Here are some tips to help you select the perfect dog bed for your furry friend:

Size Matters: Large dogs need ample space to stretch out comfortably. When choosing a dog bed, opt for one that is spacious enough to accommodate your pet's size. Measure your dog from nose to tail and add a few inches to determine the appropriate bed size.

Supportive Design: Look for a dog bed with supportive features, such as orthopedic foam or memory foam, especially if your dog is older or has joint issues. These materials provide extra cushioning and help alleviate pressure points, promoting better sleep and overall comfort.

Durable Construction: Large breed dogs can be heavy and may put more wear and tear on their beds. Choose a bed with durable construction and quality materials that can withstand your dog's weight and activity level. Reinforced stitching and tear-resistant fabrics are ideal for long-lasting durability.

Easy to Clean: Opt for a dog bed with a removable, machine-washable cover for easy cleaning. Large dogs can track in dirt and mud, so having a bed that is easy to keep clean will help maintain a hygienic sleeping environment for your pet.

Style and Design: While functionality is important, consider the aesthetic appeal of the bed as well. Choose a style and design that complements your home decor and reflects your pet's personality. Whether it's a cozy sofa-style bed or a sleek, modern design, there are plenty of options to suit your preferences.

By considering these factors and browsing through our collection of dog beds at Dogerys, you can find the perfect sleeping solution for your large breed dog. Visit our website at https://dogerys.com/collections/sleep to explore our range of options and provide your furry companion with the ultimate comfort they deserve.