#snooze bed

[comodoliving]

Discovering Elegance: Snooze Bed Frame Design Inspirations

When it comes to creating a bedroom that exudes sophistication and comfort, the Snooze Bed Frame stands out as a pinnacle of modern elegance. Crafted with meticulous attention to detail, this bed frame from Comodo Living is more than just a piece of furniture—it's a statement of style and luxury.

 Embracing Timeless Design

The Snooze Bed combines sleek lines and a minimalist aesthetic, making it a versatile addition to any bedroom decor. Available in a range of finishes including oak and walnut, this bed frame effortlessly complements both contemporary and traditional interiors. Its clean silhouette and understated elegance make it a perfect choice for those seeking a sophisticated sleeping environment.

 Quality Craftsmanship and Materials

Crafted from high-quality materials, the Snooze Bed Frame ensures durability and longevity. The solid wood construction provides a sturdy foundation, while the smooth finish adds a touch of refinement. Whether you prefer the warmth of oak or the richness of walnut, each frame is designed to elevate your bedroom with its impeccable craftsmanship and attention to detail.

 Enhances Bedroom Space

Available in various sizes from single to super king, the Snooze Bed Frame is designed to fit seamlessly into any space. Its platform-style base offers ample support for your mattress, promoting a restful night's sleep. The low-profile design creates an illusion of more space, making it ideal for smaller rooms or minimalist aesthetics where every inch counts.

 Styling Tips and Inspirations for Your Snooze Bed Frame

Pairing the Snooze Bed Frame with complementary bedroom furniture and decor can enhance its elegant appeal. Consider soft, luxurious bedding in neutral tones to create a serene atmosphere. Add accent pillows and throws for a pop of color that harmonizes with the natural beauty of the wood. Incorporating bedside tables or a matching dresser can further emphasize the cohesive design of your bedroom retreat centered around the Snooze Bed Frame.

 Conclusion

In conclusion, the Snooze Bed Frame from Comodo Living epitomizes elegance and functionality, making it a standout choice for discerning homeowners. Whether you're looking to refresh your current bedroom decor or starting anew, the Snooze Bed Frame offers timeless design, superior craftsmanship, and versatility that will elevate your sleeping space to new heights of sophistication. Explore the possibilities and discover how this exceptional bed frame can transform your bedroom into a haven of style and comfort.

This blog captures the essence of the Snooze Bed Frame, highlighting its design inspirations and emphasizing its elegance and versatility in enhancing bedroom aesthetics.

[deserthusbands]

cody, frowning: are you alright? you didn't sleep at all last night.

obi-wan: i got a solid eight minutes.

obi-wan: not consecutively, but it's fine, dear. you're not even that blurry.

cody:

cody: cyare, please..

[satans-knitwear]

Fishnet body (& gloves) that almost matches my wallpaper to celebrate being back in my own room ✨

Treat me ~ Tip Me ~ More of me

[shitouttabuck]

oh my god nina!!! 8 for the bedsharing prompts if it takes your fancy <33

thank you sweet peach this scratched an itch !!!

bed-sharing prompts: whispering “Oh, you are going to be very embarrassed when you wake up.”

Eddie’s not old—he’s not even 30, despite the near-constant jokes about his senior citizen-isms he seems incapable of shaking. And he wouldn’t even say he’s a man of creature comforts. He just likes familiarity, and routine, and his own goddamn bed.

Quarantine has brought a lot of change: being away from Chris, living in a single-occupancy apartment with three other people, and sharing a bed with all six-foot-two of Evan Buckley.

Currently, this means waking up at some wretched hour and squinting in the moonlight filtering in through half-open blinds, because the aforementioned best friend has stolen Eddie’s pillow from right under his head yet again.

Eddie groans quietly, easing his neck out of the crick it’s cramped in. He glares at the enormous lump snoring serenely beside him and pats the mattress blindly for his pillow. Eyes adjusting to the dark, he’s greeted by the same sight he’s woken to at ungodly hours thrice this month already: Buck with his gigantic thieving arms wrapped happily around Eddie’s goddamn pillow as he clutches it to his chest, dead to the world.

“Fuck’s sake,” Eddie mutters, reaching out and tugging the end of the pillowcase to no avail. Buck’s vice-grip doesn’t falter even in sleep. Eddie’s usually able to coax it out of his grasp without waking him, but it takes a minute, and their last shift had been a full-body workout from hell, and Eddie just wants to go the fuck back to sleep with a single measly pillow supporting his exhausted head. Surely that’s not too decadent a luxury to expect.

He tugs again, harder and meaner than he normally would. The pillow inches out of Buck’s hold, and Eddie grabs a firmer handful to yank it away, grunting triumphantly when it pops free.

“Hrmmph,” Buck grumbles, crease appearing between his eyebrows. Eddie stills, holding his breath as he gauges Buck’s proximity to consciousness. He thinks he’s in the clear, but then Buck murmurs unhappily and rolls ever-so-slightly towards Eddie.

“S’your turn to be th’ li’l spoon,” he slurs, and Eddie freezes even further. “’M th’ big spoon t’night.” He pats half-heartedly at the mattress between him and Eddie, jaw going slack again after a few seconds.

Eddie grins, just barely containing the snort that bubbles up at Buck’s sleep-talking. There’s enough distance from Ali and even Abby, post-train debacle, that means he can wring weeks’ worth of teasing out of this. Whichever one of them it is Buck’s dreaming of, Eddie thinks multiple nights of interrupted sleep allow him a little good-natured—if merciless—ribbing.

He shifts onto his back, shoving the pillow under his head and shutting his eyes with a sigh, but the movement has Buck mumbling again. His face is mashed into his own pillow, words barely intelligible when he says, “Y’re littler than me. C’mon, lemme be big spoon.”

The snort sneaks out of Eddie then, just a bit. He barely knew either woman, but he can’t quite picture them indulging Buck in this line of conversation. It’s—sweet, if deeply mortifying for Buck himself to know anyone else has heard it.

Buck snuffles discontentedly, forehead scrunching as he reaches out in search of the pillow, still asleep.

“Oh, you are going to be very embarrassed when you wake up,” Eddie whispers, wondering if there’s more entertainment about to be provided and if it’s worth getting up to unplug his phone and catch the tail end of this on video.

“Urgh,” asleep-Buck responds, patting the bed a little more insistently when he’s unsuccessful in his pillow-retrieval endeavours. “Wh’re—c’mere. Eddie. Y’re li’l spoon.”

This time when Eddie freezes, it’s such a sudden locking of every joint in his body that his neck cricks in the opposite direction. He barely feels it, singularly focused on Buck’s latest garbled complaint, because—is Buck awake? Is Buck dreaming about him?

He’s frozen so still he doesn’t realise Buck’s questing hand is now well in range of Eddie himself, and he jolts back into his body when Buck’s strong, calloused fingers wrap around his wrist.

“C’me back,” he whines, tugging at Eddie while shuffling closer at the same time. Eddie holds himself carefully still, hardly daring to breathe as Buck slowly but surely plasters his long, long body along Eddie’s side, hitching one leg over Eddie’s thigh before flinging an arm across his torso and dragging him nearer.

“Mm,” he hums, brow smoothing out. His cheek rests on Eddie’s shoulder, face smushed but seemingly satisfied. Eddie’s arm is trapped between his own side and Buck’s stomach, and he worms it under Buck’s body almost on autopilot, more to get comfortable than anything else. This leaves him basically cradling Buck to him, and Buck gives one final happy grunt before burrowing his face into Eddie’s neck and going limp, a dead weight over Eddie’s right side.

Eddie makes his fingers relax where they’re clutching the back of Buck’s t-shirt. This is—fine. Normal and fine. So Buck isn’t dreaming about cuddling an ex-girlfriend, he’s dreaming about holding Eddie. They’ve been living out of each other’s pockets more than usual recently, leaning on each other a little heavier through a global pandemic and missing Christopher. Eddie’s told himself it’s because of constant proximity, and maybe it is, but whatever the reason, if Buck’s subconscious is embracing that vulnerability in this way, that’s fine. He’s an affectionate guy, and while it’s relatively new for Eddie to be on the receiving end of that from another man, he’s not one to shy away because of someone else’s archaic ideas of masculinity.

And—hold on. Y’re littler than me? Was that what Buck said? Eddie huffs indignantly, and then huffs again for different reasons, feeling his cheeks heat. He doesn’t know why, but he pulls Buck a little closer.

It’s still normal and fine, he finds, turning his head to press his nose into Buck’s curls. That surprises him a little, that there’s no freak-out of any kind accompanying—whatever this is. Buck smells like vanilla, because he used Chim’s fancy shampoo that’s actually Maddie’s fancy shampoo because both of them are missing her something fierce, and he’s definitely drooling onto Eddie’s neck, and now that he’s not sleep-talking he’s back to snoring like a motorcycle, and Eddie’s slipping under before he can marvel any more at just how normal and fine it all is.

When the moonlight is swapped for sunlight, Eddie stirs to Chim singing along to radio in the kitchen downstairs. Buck blinks awake right alongside him, cheek imprinted with creases from Eddie’s collar and turning pink as he hastily peels himself away.

“Oh, um, sorry,” he says, voice rough with sleep. He contorts his body in surprise trying to roll off Eddie’s arm. “Did I—sorry, Eds.”

Eddie works his arm back under Buck, easy and deliberate. “S’fine,” he yawns. “It was my turn to be the little spoon.”

In his peripheral vision, Buck turns a brilliant red, and Eddie gives him a reassuring squeeze before taking great joy in telling him just how embarrassed he should be about the contents of his dreams.

(Buck’s mortification is blessedly short-lived, since the contents of Eddie’s dreams are equally embarrassing in the very exact same way, as it turns out.)

[suddenly-stickmin]

Sorry bout that Ellie........ we're gonna go now............

Follow up from this post cause I couldn't get this scene outta my mind LOL

[carbonateds-oda]

fics where oda teases dazai abt having a crush on chuuya r completely inaccurate like y’all he is NOT that smart

[turns-out-its-adhd]

I set so many alarms and reminders.

Alarms to get up. Alarms to tell me to go to bed. Alarms to time my lunch break. Alarms to remind me I'm making tea. Calendar reminders to put the bins out and to pay bills. A timer to go off to make me start a task. A timer to make me stop a task.

And yet I am still able to snooze them all.

[nefja]

Now they're both sleeping peacefully. Sometimes some dogs need to learn the tooth way first tho...

[egirlgarak]

i love my little albatross so much just simply so much bro look at the prettiest princess in the whole world

[wigglebox]

Suptober [Extended] - Day 27 || Books

[seriousturd]

Shhh they’re sleeping

[grison-in-space]

The face of a little dog very Concerned that I am missing bedtime and torn between accepting small "snooze" bribes to let me finish my episode and bullying me into going to bed and COMPLETING the ROUTINE

[autogeneity]

man I wonder how much my life might change if I could just stop fucking snoozing alarms

[luminarai]

My cat just snork mimimimied so hard she fell off the side of the bed 😭

[puppyeared]

ive made myself more wet and pathetic

[toasts-httyd-hyperfixation]

Thinking about this photo again