#cozy and comfy

[esthers-wine]

Two days to Halloween. 🎃🖤

[yiska-h]

It was morning, the sun was warm but a cool breeze with a smell of wet earth balanced it out. At that moment I felt grateful, because something so simple made me feel alive and made me realize that it is exactly in the simple things in life that we find the peace we are looking for so much.

[cozy-vibess]

I’d like to live in this picture today❄️🤍

[morimatea]

And enjoy the early light and the quiet of the tea.

[flaminghot-cheetopuff]

warm & cozy 🧸

[fallingforchristmasworld]

[lebaised]

[unikornu]

From doing freebie house to fully crafting old moon furniture for my third decent residence - In Valencia - aside from LotML shack. Couldn't resist that balcony...

Statue rooms don't count to my residences :)) (looking at you Muzgar and your bloom closet)

[EU] Unikornu

[numbuh666]

Sleepy Alhaitham

[ostrobothnianoccultist]

Does anyone else have the urge to buy an old village church and turn it to the most witchy summer cabin or is it just me?

[katkalis-the-horror-fanartist]

Made a quick short writing thing of a reader sleeping with DJ Music Man for a night. Very short, but I had the urge to write it before I sleep, and i finished it, because this is how I wanna sleep- reader is gender neutral and honestly this is just written as some like...description kinda idk it's hard to explain but it's all under the cut!

Scenario: Sleeping in DJMM's room

You needed a spot to sleep in for the night. No details needed for why you couldn't just sleep at home though.

The huge DJ of the pizzeria is more than happy to take you to a comfortable resting spot. He accepts your request and slowly holds out his large hand, lowering it close enough to the floor for you to sit in the shallow indent of his palm. Then, he begins making his way into a large pipe inside the wall of the room, closing his fingers around you as a sort of large protective cage to prevent you from falling out anywhere.

It was only a minute or so of bellowing thuds of his hands on metal before he opens his hand, allowing you to walk on flat ground once again. Your eyes adjust to the light, though the warmth of the lighting's color is easy on the eyes as it is. Already at ground level, you take a step onto the fabric below as you take in the sight of the room he has released you in.

The room is only slightly larger than the DJ himself. Many types of cloths, drapes, fabrics, and blankets cover the floor. Vertical lights stretched upwards along the walls in lines glow orange, illuminating the room in their soothing warmth. The atmosphere is strangely therapeutic. You felt as if your entire being was wrapped in a soft ethereal embrace, one you could fall asleep in.

Music begins to emanate from the speakers on DJ's body, swelling only loud enough to fill the room with a complete and perfectly balanced theme. Electronic. Dreamwave. A song with waves of sound that they say helps humans sleep. He himself steps over you, casting a shadow across you completely before he settles himself at the far back end of the spacious chamber. A few pats of his hands on thick bedding as he makes sure his sleeping spot is at it's most comfortable. A single spin of his entire form, before he lowers his massive body down into the plush material.

Without prompting, he motions with a finger on one of his primary hands for you to walk over to him, and you do so. Before you even make it to him, he has already uncovered a pillow and two clean blankets from his hoard of fabrics. Against the ridge of his personally-made nest, he places the pillow down and gestures to it with his palm upwards and fingers out straight with each other. You respond to this by laying yourself down on the soft sheets below and resting your head on the pillow. Then, another hand of his enters your view as you lay down, both of the hands holding the same blanket in their thumbs and forefingers and draping it over you. They do the same with another, thinner blanket, presumably in case you get cold and need another layer.

Once you have your pillow and covers, DJ retracts both of his hands, releasing a bellowing, vibrating hum from his entire form. The sound waves reverberate through your very bones. The tone of it feels... "pleased."

You snuggle up in your bed that's been made for you for the night. Or perhaps you'll ask to sleep here every night. Before you thought things couldn't get any more comfortable, you're suddenly within a growing wall of various pillows and plushies that begin piling up on either side of you. Music Man casually places all sorts of plushies, from Moon to Chica, from Monty to Sun, all around you, along with pillows to form a sort of barrier as if to keep you from falling out of bounds of your cozy cradle.

You thank him out loud for his attention and compassion towards you, and his large head leans above you as he listens intently. Another soothing rumble throughout the area as he responds, his hand offering its index finger to you. You gingerly hug it, and his eyes form a replica of lowered eyelids, glowing a dull lavender. He enjoyed your reciprocation.

You both then focus on preparing yourself for sleep, both of you finding that perfect position. You close your eyes with a relaxed sigh. The lights on the walls become less and less visible, but before the room becomes completely dark, you hear what seems like the scuttling and pattering of small, robotic mechanisms. This sound surrounds you, and when you lift your eyelids and examine the sound source, you notice multiple mini music men of varying forms beginning to place themselves in multiple areas near the outer pillow walls of your sleep spot. A few give you quick but friendly glances, and the one that's closest to your head, the one you recognize from the vents, begins to gently play a low-volume, music box tune. It's a cover of the music playing from DJ, but music box. The sounds merge quite well and, after saying goodnight to all animatronics in the room, you drift off into slumber.

What you didn't completely notice before sleep, however, was that DJ's arm had lowered in a sort of wall around you AND the mini music men. All of his smaller occupants have an imitation of a bedroom wall, protected by their arachnid guardian.

[yiska-h]

It was Tuesday, almost late afternoon. It was sunny with a fresh wind, the street was silent and the only sound you could hear was the birds. I could already smell the homemade food from the neighboring houses. Something about this simple moment brought me a nostalgic and melancholy feeling but with a touch of peace and happiness, why is that? Will I be the only one?

[lunnitae]

[morimatea]

So try to focus on, and live in, the present.

[ninagoogle]

Hey cuddle fish; I’m checking out this Stardew Valley meets Cosmic Horror farming sim on 5/29/24 at 8pm est come join me for a creepy and cozy night over at

www.Twitch.Tv/NinaGoogle

[fallingforchristmasworld]