#mattress shopping

[writing-until-i-drop]

Mattress Shopping Pt. 2 | Drabble wc: 670

Javy "Coyote" Machado x reader (no use of y/n)

You've been living with Javy for a month now (enjoying his brand new mattress) but when your mamas come to town, you have to pretend there's two beds in the apartment.

Warnings!: Smut, unprotected p in v, they're idiots but they're in love

“We don’t have time for this, Jav,” Your giggle turned into a moan as he sucked on one of your nipples, rolling the other between his fingers just how you liked it. “Javy, our mamas-”

“We’ve got time,” He kissed up your neck, careful not to leave any marks. The pretty sundress you had put on while your mamas visited for dinner discarded on the floor next to his uniform. When he had come home from work you had already taken care of setting the whole apartment and dinner up, there was a roast in the oven and mashed potatoes in the Instapot warming. You had been putting the finishing touches on your makeup when he had pulled you in for a kiss and you had quickly ended up naked in bed beneath him. 

“We so don’t,” You replied but you didn’t stop him as he found his place between your thighs. Javy loved the way you looked spread out beneath him, on the bed you made him buy, on the sheets you had picked, in the apartment you had decorated. He loved the way you had blown back into his life a month ago and had taken over.

“You let me worry about the time, you just lay there and focus on cumming around my cock.” You moaned, arching your back as he pushed into you. It was heaven feeling you stretch around him, knowing that you were finally his. After years of wanting and wishing, the two of you were finally together. 

“More, baby,” You whined, digging your fingers into his back, urging him on. “You feel so good.” Javy groaned, feeling your walls flutter around him. 

“Play with yourself, sweetheart,” Javy increased his pace, your moans and whimpers of pleasure spurring him on. You felt so good he had to start running through his pre-flight checklist in his head to keep from cumming too early. Your phone started ringing, spooking both of you. Javy looked over, blanching when he saw mama on the screen. “Your mama’s calling.” 

“Shit, do you think they’re here?” Javy didn’t stop thrusting into you, not willing to stop until he heard knocking at the door and even then, he wasn’t sure he could. Not when you felt this good.

“Answer it and find out,” You grabbed the phone and answered it.

“Mama, hi,” Your voice was thin and trembling. Javy slowed but didn’t stop, focusing on hitting you deeper, lifting your hips for a better angle. “You can’t find the street?” You clamped a hand over your mouth, smothering a moan, glaring at him. “Oh, you passed it. Just um,” You flipped Javy off when he ran his thumb over your clit. “Just go around the block and look for Subway and turn right, that’ll be the street.” 

Javy hoped you hanged up before you moaned or else both of your mamas would have had a heart attack. 

“Cum for me, sweetheart,” A few seconds later you fell apart, milking his own orgasm from him. Javy swore he’d never get tired of this, of you, of the two of you together. “I lo-” He stopped, those three words were not something he should say for the first time while he was buried inside of you.

You chuckled, bringing him down into a kiss.

“I know, me too,”  How did he get so lucky with you? The girl who had been beside him his whole life loved him back. “Now get off of me and get dressed.” 

Dinner was going well. Your mamas were under the impression that the two of you were temporary roommates while you searched for an apartment of your own. Everything was going great until Javy decided to help you clean the dishes, leaving your mamas unattended. 

“Why is there only one bed in this apartment?” Javy’s mama shouted and the two of you turned to face each other, eyes wide.

“Shit.” 

What the two of you didn’t see were your mamas exchanging money, Javy’s mama won the bet.

[youreonyourown-kid]

I know it’s dumb to buy a mattress without testing it but I tried testing in store and got overwhelmed and the sales people are kinda pushy and would only talk to me about the 1k+ and I feel so weird laying on a mattress while someone hangs around

So I just bought one online for a little under $600 and it comes with a boxspring and I just got a mattress topper just in case.

The one I’ve had for a little over 8 years was like..perfectly fine and I just bought it online from overstock for like 350..I’m only getting a new one cause it dips. And i didn’t know your supposed to rotate your mattress so it probably could have lasted longer if I had taken care of it better.

[reciprocating]

This person means well, but going to the store and laying on something even for 15 minutes isn’t going to tell you anything. Your body isn’t even adapted to a new mattress for 4-6 weeks. The problem with modern beds is they’re made poorly and most start collapsing within 3 months.

What you want to do is find a local mattress manufacturer that still uses innersprings (not coils). Or if you can’t do springs you want to find a latex mattress or some other high quality, high density foam.

adults of tumblr how on earth do you decide on what mattress you want to order

[ispfindia]

[1doesnotsimplyhavejust1fandam]

This has most definitely been said before, but we were robbed of the core four quarantining on-screen together at Buck’s place. ROBBED I say

[majorasnightmare]

thinking about dirges dialogue to karlach way back in act 1, "this is all theres ever been for me"

thinking about how hes the only one without any frame of reference for "civilized life" or creature comforts

wyll and karlach have been roughing it for years, yeah, but they USED to have homes and houses in the city, used to live and sleep and eat there. used to have kitchens and beds

gale and shadowheart have only left THEIR homes relatively recently. the feel of their beds and the contents of the fridge are recent memories for them

astarion has been tortured for 200 years but fondly reminisces about the debauchery of the upper city. hes maintained a memory of the life he wants to experience again and the pleasures it brings, even as hes lost so much of his identity

lae'zel yearns to return to her creche. shes used to circumstances LIKE roughing it (she calls the rosymorn creche too soft for her liking) but those were in her HOME, with a community

minthara was a baenre with her own estate and servants

halsin was archdruid of the emerald grove, an environs enriched by the presence of the druids that had comfortably sustained them for years

jaheira has a house close to the upper city, and harper safehouses besides. minsc is familiar enough with them to recognize them despite being a statue for a century

its just dirge

he doesnt know what its like to sleep on a bed. to sleep on anything that isnt a bedroll on the ground, exposed to the open night sky. doesnt know what its like to have a roof overhead to keep the rain off. to have insulating walls that hold off the wind. to be comfortable without a fire that needs frequent tending, lest it go out and expose you to cold, or to scavenging animals. doesnt know what its like to not be woken by rain, to sleep through a storm.

hes never had a meal he didnt scavenge, picking through dead men's belongings and abandoned larders. every meal hes ever had has been raw or something he had to help prepare. hes never experienced being able to roll out of bed and stumble to a kitchen to have warm leftovers someone else made earlier, something made with him in mind thats warm and filling and didn't cost him any time or effort. you cant have leftovers when your trying to survive the wilds as fugitives from a murderous cult. you cook enough for everyone and you eat as much as you can stomach because you might not be able to eat at all tomorrow, and you need the strength to fight for your life later. hes never even seen kitchen equipment besides what could be scavenged that could fit over the campfire.

hes never bathed in anything that wasnt a river. never done his laundry except arduously, by hand, in a bucket of well water pulled from a village ruined long before his time. sweat and blood staining the only clothes hes ever owned, the only clothes he has, so if something rips he just has to make do. scavenging clothes that fit, that can be worn over his horns, around his tail, like looking for a needle in a haystack. soap is a rarity, an indulgence, so you make do with feeling as clean as you can scraping the grime off with water and your hands. he woke up covered in gore. hes never felt cleaner than this.

hes never had a head that didnt hurt. never woken up to a morning where the daylight didn't make him nauseous with its brightness. never had a body that didnt twitch and sway and swoon. never had a life without fear of fainting. never had a rest that didnt carry the threat of traitorous murderous indulgence. never had dreams that dont sicken. hes never felt rested. doesnt even have a frame of reference for what that sensation is even like. theres nothing to compare to. its as foreign as dwarvish to him. symbols without coherence or meaning. alien concepts, utterly novel.

every single day of his life is a fight against encroaching death. against encroaching enslavement. every single night is exposed to the elements in some fashion. theres no walls. theres no roof. a lot of times there isnt even a tent. the softest thing hes ever slept on was grass. there is nothing before this. theres only the tadpole in his skull, only the camp at night. only snippets of red in the fog of his past. the rest is lost to an all consuming oblivion.

theres only ever been...this for him.

[francesderwent]

you know what sucks? when you try the Expensive version of the thing you’ve been using your whole life—not the 5 more dollars version but the 2 times as much money version—and it’s better.

[becomingkatie]

Mattress Saga - I don't know if I shared any of this story before, so you're getting the whole thing now, even if some of it is a repeat.

Short version: we bought a mattress, it was terrible, the return process was difficult, and then we bought a new mattress.

Last fall, we decided to upgrade from a queen to a king bed based on how much better we sleep when we're in a big bed at a hotel. We were sleeping separately more often than not, or starting together and then one of us moving to the other bed because we needed space to flop to try to get comfortable. We ordered a bedframe to be delivered months later, and then bought a mattress recommended by a trusted source. She and her husband are similar in size to us and sleep in the same positions, and they loved this mattress, so I was like that sounds good.

The mattress we got was a DreamCloud Premier - one of the mattress-in-a-box ones. On their website it made it seem like it was medium-firm, more on the firm side than soft. OH MY GOODNESS it was SO SOFT. Like sinking down into it. It felt luxurious to lay on it and sink into it, but that level of support (none) was terrible overnight. My back was deeply unhappy.

Like most of the direct-to-consumer mattresses, there's some sort of guarantee and return window, and it was hurting me enough that we decided we had to return it. They don't let you initiate a return until you've slept on it for 30 days since bodies need to adjust, so I slept on it as much as I could and then have been sleeping in the guest room. When we were able to initiate the return, they were like "yep our return partner will come get the mattress from you" but then the return partner was like "we don't have reps in your area, so your options are to trash it or donate it and then prove you did that and don't still have it."

I didn't want to throw away a basically-brand-new mattress, but it's really hard to find charitable orgs that will take them. I know I could have donated it to a member of the community via facebook marketplace or similar, but I haven't had good experiences giving away free things on there (people require tons of back-and-forth and then never show up) so I asked around and found an org in Maryland that takes mattresses. That's almost an hour from us, but they do pickups for some items, including mattresses! Woohoo! Except they only come to our area every other month, and we had 30 days from initiating the return to proving we'd disposed of the mattress. Boo.

So we made plans to drive this mattress to Maryland, but then on the morning of, Ken is like "I don't think this is gonna work with my truck." And he was right, but maybe we should have thought of that sooner. We've moved full and queen mattresses on the truck before, but the king was going to be bigger than the truck bed by a lot, and we wanted to keep it as clean and nice as possible since we were donating it. New plan: we rent a small U-haul to pick up immediately and return in a couple hours.

The U-haul pickup process was its own miniature nightmare, but then we did okay at getting the mattress out of the house, down the stairs (townhouse! multiple sets of tight stairs! annoying!), and into the U-haul. Traffic was another miniature nightmare with parts of 495 closed, but we made it! And then we returned the van, and this morning I got the receipt from U-haul and it did not have any unexpected charges, which I was worried about. I sent in the appropriate forms to the return partner to prove we donated it, but it says to allow 2 business days before reaching back out. I'm anxious they'll somehow refuse our refund.

That was Saturday, and yesterday morning Ken pulled up consumer reports. They rank the mattress we had as a 2/10 on the firmness scale. That is MUCH more aligned with our experience than DreamCloud calling it something like a 7 on their website. He found us a few options he thought would be good based on our sleeping positions and we went to the store and laid on them. It is hard to get the salespeople to stop sales-ing, even when you're like "I want to lay on these three mattresses and pick one and buy it and not buy any extras. Nothing you say will alter this." The one we liked the best ended up being the cheapest of the three. We were looking for the specific ones Ken had identified, and when we found that one and started to lay on it, the guy was like, "Oh, that's a really cheap mattress. It's for students. You want one of the others." But then when he realized we liked it and were going to buy it and not one of the others, he was like, "That's a great mattress! You like it? You should buy it today!"

The checkout process was another nightmare. Sales guy was armed with a tiny tablet but not great at using it. He said our receipt would be emailed but I asked for a print version so I could look at it and make sure he'd put everything in right, since there were multiple stages during the checkout process where he made mistakes. But it looks like in the end we got the one we wanted, and it should come tomorrow. We paid for white glove delivery. Someone else can carry that up all those stairs - we've done it enough times by now.

Fingers crossed that this one feels good! I feel like it's so hard to tell by laying on it for a few minutes, but I could tell the other one was wrong immediately, so I think this should be fine. And only one more night together on the small bed!

[clowndensation]

what if. i made my own mattress.

[trans-axolotl]

$7 left in my bank account i just need to make it to payday on friday 🙏

(TYSM to whoever just sent me money i appreciate it so much 💜💜💜)

[somelazyassartist]

Wanted to do something a bit silly for my sketch warmups so I decided to draw musicals as ponies for some reason lol,,, I might do more of these in the future cuz they were actually really fun and great for warmups lmao

(Click for better quality / musicals are Little Shop of Horrors, Once Upon A Mattress, Newsies, and Chicago. Also if people like these I might end up coloring and making stickers of them to sell lmao)

[biscuityskies]

Babe wake up new codywan bed just dropped

Buying a new mattress to upgrade from the twin size I’ve been sleeping on since I was literally 6 means buying sheets and, well… it wasn’t planned. It just sorta happened.

(Fun fact, those boxed mattresses are fucking heavy. I asked the delivery guy “on a scale of 1-10 how heavy is it?” and he replied “hell”. He was kind enough to put it inside my house so I didn’t have to wrangle it off the porch. I then proceeded to revert back to my days from when I was 9 on miniclip dot com with the block that you rotate around the screen to get it in the hole - except I don’t think you ever make the block go up the stairs… and there aren’t real world ramifications of breaking your body if the block falls on you. So. But I didn’t die. Shoutout.)

[dieno-tsuki]

thinking about an eren moodboard but the honest truth is it would just a million photos of us in bed.

[kairithemang0]

Hello tumblr! Over the course of this year I saw... frankly way too many Broadway shows. SO here's my ranking of all of them from my favorites, down to my least favorites <3

Stereophonic

Gutenberg

The Notebook

The Outsiders

The Roommate

Little Shop of Horrors

Our Town

Wicked

Once Upon a Mattress

Chicago

The Play That Goes Wrong

Illinoise

Suffs

The Great Gatsby

Elf

Please ask me about any of these shows, I love talking about musicals and theater and I'll gladly share my thoughts on all my experiences from this year. I also may end up seeing one more show this year, so this list will be edited with that. Not all of these are new shows, but most are. Hope this list doesn't get me killed

[timdrakesstaff]

Man, it's slow enough at work that I'm just... Sitting here working on code on my phone—Which is evil cuz I can't see the bottom of my code, so I can't finish some stuff

I think I'll work on finding some images for stuff(background and decoration) when I get home. Right now I'm just doing functional stuff—might write up the About page + socials