#sofa+bed

[horohordina]

[natureaestheticdreams]

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[pharawee]

They say hugging is warmer than ten blankets. Who is they? Who? That person is... me.

—JACK & JOKER: U Steal My Heart! · Episode 08

[powderpinkwitch]

messy Shadamy sketch/concept that I am struggling to finish. Any Shadamy lovelies are welcome to use my sketch and finish it if you would like! 🥰

[timethehobo]

Tiny eepy lil man. Someone get him a bed.

[jacky93sims]

Hello Ilenia! Would you be interested in converting the cushy nap machine loveseat and the cushy tower of wonder from this set? https://www.tumblr.com/atticwindowatdawn/776021572640292864/for-this-months-set-i-was-really-inspired-by-the

Cushy Nap Machine and Tower Of Wonder for The Sims 2

These are 4to2 conversions from AtticWindowAtDawn, medium poly. The Pillow Tower is a toddler bed. All recolors included.

DOWNLOAD HERE

[sketchy-julia]

the living space ever 🐀

[simdertalia]

🎀 ACNH Sanrio Set: Remaining Items 🎀

Sims 4, base game compatible except the functional vanity & dancefloor which require Vintage Glamour & Get Together | 35 items | Some extra swatches added by me 💗 | See bottom of post for all previously made Sanrio items from other sets

I try my best to make things functional, the large beds work perfectly as they have 2 mesh groups, and I used the EA mattress. The My Melody bed has 1 mesh group, sims can sleep under the covers, but the bed moves a bit when the sim gets into it.

Always suggested: bb.objects ON, it makes placing items much easier. For further placement tweaking, check out the TOOL mod.

Use the 0,9 keyboard feature to raise items or lower them

Use the scale up & down feature on your keyboard to make the items larger or smaller to your liking. If you have a non-US keyboard, it may be different keys depending on which alphabet it uses.

Set contains: Buy: -Cinnamoroll Loveseat (2 items for 2 versions with and without pillows) | 1 swatch each | 2406, & 1998 poly -Cinnamoroll Parasol | 1 swatch | 1198 poly -Cinnamoroll Pillows | 3 swatches each | 428 poly each -Cinnamoroll Rug | 5 swatches each | 637 poly -Hello Kitty Bed | 1 swatch | 1614 poly -Hello Kitty Bed Plushie (liberated bear) | 1 swatch | 674 poly -Hello Kitty Chair | 1 swatch | 1130 poly each -Hello Kitty Clock | 1 swatch | 580 poly -Hello Kitty Dresser (2 items for 2 versions, edited V2 to have the big piece in the back)  | 1 swatch each | 1746 poly each -Hello Kitty Nightstand| 1 swatch | 718 poly each -Hello Kitty Plant (2 items, Large & Small) | 1 swatch each | 2008 poly each -Hello Kitty Rug | 1 swatch | 446 poly -Hello Kitty Shoe Decor (child size) | 1 swatch | 812 poly -Hello Kitty Table Dining | 1 swatch | 702 poly -Keroppi Bench with Divider | 1 swatch | 2109 poly -Keroppi Dancefloor (requires Get Together) | 1 swatch | 2 poly -Keroppi Rug | 1 swatch | 584 poly -My Melody Bed | 1 swatch | 2001 poly -My Melody Clock | 1 swatch | 712 poly -My Melody Rug | 1 swatch | 681 poly -My Melody Vanity BGC (non functional) | 1 swatch | 1218 poly -My Melody Vanity functional (requires Vintage Glamour) | 1 swatch | 1218 poly -Pompompurin Bed | 1 swatch | 1824 poly -Pompompurin Chair | 1 swatch | 1189 poly -Pompompurin Nightstand | 1 swatch | 1132 poly -Pompompurin TV (2 versions, "off" with face, & functional) | 1 swatch each | 1486, & 1480 poly -Posters | 6 swatches | 4 poly -Twin Stars Loveseat | 3 swatches for legs | 2426 poly -Twin Stars Rug | 3 swatches | 807 poly Build: -Walls | 3 swatches | Wallpaper -Floors | 5 swatches | Wood & Tile

Type “acnh sanrio" into the search query in build mode to find  quickly. You can always find items like this, just begin typing  the title and it will appear.

*Remember to run the DX11 batch fix if you are using DX11. I do not use DX11 with my game, when I looked up what would happen if I ran the batch fix even though I don't have this turned on, the consensus was not to do this if you are not using the DX11 option. For those that have never done it, do not fear for it is very simple and will update any CC in your mods folder that needed it to work with DX11. I know the new DX11 API causes issues having something to do with the wall items, or other image texture-related things- that I know of. If you do not have Sims 4 Studio, here is a link about how to install it from their official website. And of course, if you need help please send me a message.

As always, please let me know if you have any issues! 💗

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Other CC Pictured:

Other Sanrio CC (downloads always have pick & choose option): -Cinnamoroll Set 1-Cinnamoroll Set 2 -Cinnamoroll Walls -Cinnamoroll & Twin Stars Items -Cinnamoroll Shoe Decor -Keroppi Mini Set -Keroppi Ghost Doll Set -Keroppi Bridge -Keroppi Boots Decor -Twin Stars & My Melody Wallpaper, My Melody Chair & Table-Twin Stars Kid Desk, Wall Clock, Clock Radio, Hair Clips Decor & Shoes Decor -My Melody Slippers Decor -Pompompurin Pudding -Pompompurin Book Table -Pompompurin Rug -Pompompurin Boots

The rest of my CC

[huariqueje]

Stay Over - Aglaé Bassens , 2023.

Belgian , b. 1986 -

Oil on canvas ,   39 3/8 x 51 1/8 in. 100 x 130 cm.

[isbergillustration]

Never

[horohordina]

[angel5ofp0rn]

♡ part four ♡

ExHusband!Price x f!reader

*have NOT proofread (what’s new?)

You've spent a good part of your night tossing and turning, feeling as if your bed is suddenly too big for you. Too empty.

You really shouldn't.

But you can't sleep, and he's right downstairs...

John insisted on the king for the two of you, when you were together. You sleeping alone in it suddenly felt so wrong.

Maybe it was stupid to ask that John sleeps on the couch tonight.

He's only staying one more night, anyway.

You've already fucked, anyway.

But you thought it would help you clear your head; now you're awake at 3am because you can't stop thinking about him.

You switch on the lamp that sits on your nightstand and throw the covers off of yourself.

This is dumb. You should talk yourself out of it.

Instead, you go into the washroom and brush your teeth.

Then brush your hair.

You change into a cuter pair of pajamas, and then you quietly head downstairs into the living room that’s being dimly lit by the tv still playing whatever random documentary he was watching, now on mute.

"John-" You stop in your tracks.

The kids beat you to it.

John's asleep on his back with both children sleeping soundly on top of him. The youngest with her arm slung around John's neck, the oldest with his arm hugging John's middle.

You can't even be upset. Look how cute they are.

You lean down and place a kiss on both of their heads and return back upstairs to your bed.

The moment you left the room, John’s eyes opened.

He heard you moving around upstairs. He heard you call out his name. He knew exactly what you wanted.

John sat up slowly, careful not to wake the children. He carried them easily, one in each arm, up to their respective beds.

Once they were tucked in, John made his way down the hall to your bedroom.

He slowly pushed the door open just enough to peek in at you, lying on his side of the bed.

Er— what was his side of the bed.

You looked so small lying there. So lonely.

“Love?” He whispered, signature John Price smirk on his lips.

To his disappointment, you were already asleep.

John sighed as he stepped further into the room, brushing your hair away from your face and placing a kiss to your temple.

The moment he softly closed your door, your eyes opened.

Of course you weren’t asleep. You just knew that it wasn’t a good idea.

You’re just feeling lonely.

You’re just caught up in it all.

John being back at home, taking care of the kids, sneaking kisses, the sex—

John was your ex-husband for a reason.

Right?

<< prev next>>

[obsob]

tell me why I've gotten hate messages for not letting my cat sleep w me at night . shall we call the RSPCA . shall we call the police. shall we bring back the guillotine just for me . relax

[lulublack90]

Prompt 25 - Gryffindor Common Room

@wolfstarmicrofic November 25, word count 444

This was going to be Remus’s first Christmas away from home. Lyall had sent an owl, telling him to stay there. It had been short and to the point, with no room for discussion. But after seeing the twelve Christmas trees beautifully decorated in the Great Hall, Remus thought he didn’t mind too much that he’d be stuck there for the holidays. 

It got even better when he found out that Sirius would be staying as well. 

“Why don’t you both come home with me?” James asked as they walked him and Peter to Hogsmeade to catch the Hogwarts Express.

“Nah, mate, you enjoy your parents on your own for once. I’ll keep Moony company.” Sirius said before he was enveloped in one of James’s warm hugs. 

“Don’t think you’ve got out of getting one of these, Moony,” James warned, quirking an eyebrow at him as he stood there with open arms. Remus found he wasn’t nearly as reluctant as he pretended to be to get one of James’s hugs. He sunk into James’s embrace and allowed himself a second to absorb the love he had for this muscular teddy bear. “Have a good Christmas, losers. I’ll send some of Mum's mince pies,”

“Do not mess with my bed,” Peter warned them as he gave both a quick hug and boarded the train after James.

“Wouldn’t dream of it, Wormy,” Sirius said with a dazzling smile. They heard Peter groan from inside the train. They watched the train until it was a speck in the distance and wandered back up to the castle.  

The Gryffindor Common room was blissfully empty. Remus flopped onto the biggest sofa, face first and groaned happily into the plush cushions. Sirius’s hand found his lower back and pushed under his jumper, stroking soothing circles into his skin. “Two weeks alone, Moony,” Sirius hummed happily. 

“Mmmm,” Remus agreed, lost in the sensations of Sirius’s clever fingers. 

He moaned when those fingers began to massage their way up his back. It sounded so loud in the silent common room, with only the crackling fire as company. Remus hauled himself into a sitting position when his eyelids started drooping. If he fell asleep there he’d be sorry when he woke up. Even at the ripe age of seventeen, his joints would scream at him if he slept anywhere but in a bed, thank you lycanthropy. 

“Come on,” He grinned, grabbing Sirius’s hand and dragging him towards the circular staircase. “We can make out on Peter’s bed,” 

“Oh, Moony, you say the sweetest things,” Sirius gushed as he happily let Remus lead him out of the common room and up to their dormitory. 

[charleslelurk]

the manhandling post works so well for carlando lando being a potato sack making carlos carry him around the flat his feet barely touching the floor like a baby he'll throw a tantrum if he didn't get picked up once a day while carlos wondering why is he sick ?? does feel depressed?? does he need to stay more often?

Here’s the thing: Carlos is a relatively small man even if he’s bigger than Lando. And his shoulders are wide relative to the rest of his body and seeing him beside Charles for four years made him seem bigger than he is, but ultimately Carlos is a small dude. Lando is also a small dude, but they’re basically the same height AND Lando bulked up the last few years. All of this to say, I don’t think Carlos is carrying Lando anywhere.

[rockingrobin69]

of mice and man and man

“It’ll be a little crammed,” Draco said, hearing the apology and stopping the wince before it showed, “but I think we could—”

“It’s perfect,” Harry said, the smile in his voice thick enough for Draco to dare a look. He barely managed one, panting into his palm, tinier even than the space, smaller-smallest. But he did, and—Harry was indeed smiling, beaming, even, brighter than the fluorescent light. In a fight between Harry and the sun, Draco often thought, and stopped himself with quite a bit of force, because truly, what. What. What?

Cleared his throat. Harry was still holding onto his bag with both hands. It looked heavy; Draco developed a light sweat just from staring.

He said, “You can put that down if you’d like.”

Harry blinked in surprise. “I—oh. Yes. Here?”

“You can, ah, put it in the, bedroom? If you prefer? Of course you’ll take the bed; I changed the sheets and, ah.” Stopped at what was now clearly bafflement. “Is something the matter?”

“No,” Harry frowned, an obvious lie. “I just thought—never mind.”

“What?”

“Nothing. Which way to the bedroom?”

“Down the—”

“Actually, no, don’t be ridiculous. I’ll take the sofa. I’m the guest.”

Draco refrained from smacking his own forehead. “No, no, I won’t hear of it. You just escaped possible mould poisoning; you’re taking the bed.”

“I would have,” Harry grumbled into his elbow in the world’s least-convincing cough, “if—anyway, I need some space for Rufus. The living room would do best.”

To call it a living room was either generous or offensive, Draco didn’t yet decide. It was barely a room, and not entirely designed for the living. It had been a crypt, after all, but renting a place in the city was ridiculously expensive and it did make for a neat party theme. If Draco had ever thrown a party in his life. If he had the slightest inclination to do ever do so. And the neighbours were not terrible either, once the old priest finally left. Very into cheese, which Draco could respect.

Blinking until he near-blinded himself: “You’re being silly. You and Rufus would have a great time in the bedroom. It is slightly more spacious and far less—what’s the word I’m looking for—”

“Dead?” Harry offered pleasantly.

“No, not that. Less drafty, maybe. Did you bring the jumper I knitted for Rufus?”

Again with that sun-challenging grin. “Of course. He never leaves the house without it.”

(Harry once said, entirely serious, that if Draco was a vampire, he would battle the sun if it bothered him. He said it in a straight face and a shrug). (He was mad). (And Draco didn’t allow himself to think further into the absurd, not-worth-his-breath concept). (Because, what). (Truly).

“Rufus is a good chap,” Draco said, and earned another smile for his trouble. “It was good of him to discover your flat was infested with black mould.”

“Yes,” Harry said, “it was Rufus who, er, discovered it,” even though he’d already told Draco that, three times over the phone and twice since he arrived. He was so bizarre sometimes.

“Mice have an incredible sense of smell,” Draco conceded, eyebrow raised, and Harry gulped a few times in a guilty sort of way, still clutching onto his bag. “Oh, come on, we can—share the bedroom. All three of us. It isn’t huge, but not made in miniature either, and Rufus doesn’t take that much space.”

Oh, the sun was ruined; no source of light could ever compare. “Great! Yes. Let’s do that. Yes. Did I tell you I love your place? It’s so strange and Rufus feels right at home and it’s great.”

Unable to look at him, “All right. Stop rambling. If they can’t get rid of the mould you’re more than welcome to move in, both of you.” As a joke, obviously.

Harry said, “Okay,” in a slightly-too-enthusiastic tone, and Draco, weakened already by smiles and close quarters, the smell of Harry’s appley shampoo, by how he was—there, in his space and terrific and so awful about it, Draco who had given up entirely said, “Okay,” right back.

They stood there for another moment in dead silence. Draco’s flat never felt less eerie.

Then he took man and mouse to his bedroom and hoped, against all hope, not to expire from sheer—that.

*

He didn’t expire. It was a close call, but not quite enough to push him over the edge. Harry was… so, so close and so, so himself and it was heady and wonderful and absolutely unbearable.

*

They went to bed early, both a little jittery, rustling covers and soft sheets. ‘Crammed’ was not a word that could describe the situation in any sense; Draco must have forgotten how small his bed actually was. Rufus, at least, had his own space on the dresser. Harry was right at his elbow.

When Draco found enough courage to look at him, he was… smiling. Of course.

Surrendered: “Good night, Harry.”

The bastard took his hand.

“Good night, Draco.”

“Good night, Rufus.”

“Night, Ruf.”

He still held it. His hand. Harry was holding his hand and smiling about it like some—Draco hid his own terrible grin in the pillow, heart hammering in his chest, horribly, spookily, beautifully alive.

@short666bread, my dear friend, here's your treat!