#ultra cozy

[sapsolais]

is there anything better than being so so cozy under your favorite soft blankie

[bloodmoon-sky]

OMG OMG HIHI HI IM AM UR FAN

CAN I REQUEST??

CAN YOU MAKE UMBRIEL DOODLES PLESSE I LOVE HER SO MUCH :3

Here's the girl herself !! Sorry it took me a while; I had to decide what colors I should give to her hat and muffles which took me like 45 mins until I couldn't take it anymore and just searched for a cap online 😬😬

And I just caught a cold due to the weather yay 👍👍 but I'll keep posting more 😼😼

[altyem]

I Love when they are cozy :3

[employee052]

[Cozy]

(the epilogue)

[tigressaofkanjis]

Transformers: Lost World - All Leaders + Their Weaknesses

Classes: 

Miner – Can dig in the ground for deep planted materials and break Energon 

Farm Skill – Digs soil and can overturn used spots. Can craft and break down materials.

Gatherer – Can hold excess supplies and materials and can retrieve items for you out in the field 

Farm Skill – Taking ready crops and organizing them, feeding animals 

Infiltrator – Can cut down trees, vines, and ice for materials or to unblock paths. Can climb cliffs and to higher areas. 

Farm Skill - Tidying up the farm, animal stalls and the Transformer stables, keeping the area and its inhabitants mess-free and happy, and can also plant seeds.  The more Transformers and animals you have, the easier it is for your farm to become disheveled, and all your Companions will grow upset over time. 

Scout – Can sense nearby hotspots of energy and alert to items in the wild 

Farm Skill – Retrieves water for crops or animals in their station 

Wrecker – Can demolish rocks and heavy-duty minerals, unblocking paths as well. Can climb cliffs and to higher areas. 

Farm Skill – Crafting or breaking down materials for crafting is their best use though they can also dig soil and patrol the farm’s boundaries for extra tidiness 

Healer – Can heal any Transformer you take with you as well as yourself to a degree 

Farm Skill – Tendering to planted crops or animals, keeps them healthy when you are away 

Combatant – The best for fighting other Transformers to subdue and tame them as well as great warriors for challenges and battles. Can climb cliffs and to higher areas. 

Farm Skill – Transformers can get bored, but their favorite pastime is friendly battle. Keeping a Combatant to maintain hobby stations will keep your friends happy. 

Leader – Jack of all trades, can do almost everything on and off the farm. Certain leaders lack one skill compared to other leaders though so be mindful where you place them. 

Farm Skill – Practically everything. 

All Leader Class Transformers have to be fought to tame. And once acquired, they can perform any job the others can...except one. Depending on the Leader, their skills vary.

35. Grimlock - While he excels in combat and most chores, Grimlock is a very weak Healer type. He doesn't do well in trimming crops to maintain health and providing direct care for creatures.

36. Predaking - He cannot be a Scout. Finding items aren't exactly what he cares to do but using water on crops and to replenish animal's water buckets is very hard with half his abilities relying on fire.

50. Ramhorn - Ramhorn has immense difficulties with being an Infiltrator. He has neither the patience or the specialty to deal with vines and trees as well as cleaning up messes. He would rather make messes than clean them.

51. Ravage - Stubborn-headed, yes, but his size does limit him to what he can do. Ravage cannot be a Wrecker class as giant obstacles are a bit too strong for him. He also is better at rearranging crafted items than actually dealing with them.

85. Optimus Prime - Excels in everything except being a Miner. He doesn't have the strongest knowledge of unearthing materials nor digging plots for crops.

86. Megatron - Megatron may be the head honcho of the Decepticons but he isn't going to do everything. Megatron has quite the difficulties with being an Infiltrator. He doesn't deal with mediocre blocked paths nor dealing with a messy camp. He'll leave those chores for other bots.

94. Elita One - Elita has no patience for being a Healer. She sent bots to the infirmary during the war; that's the only relationship she has in terms of medical and natural care.

100. Ultra Magnus - High and mighty Ultra has a lack of association with being a Scout as he isn't the best at tracking things nor retrieving water.

101. Motormaster - He boasts a lot but sucks at being a direct Combatant unless he's cornered. And he doesn't care for seeing to keeping his peers happy in friendly battle.

115. Sky Garry - Good Garry is a star example of a bot except as a Miner. He prefers the sky, hence his name, rather than sticking to the ground and certainly digging in it.

116. Slipstream - Her intelligence rivals many and she finds that while in no sense weak, she doesn't deal with obstacles a Wrecker would. She's also not a great craftsman, preferring to draw up the schematics than physically do them.

134. Tidal Wave - A great behemoth of a Transformer, he is a terrible Scout. A little too big to recognize materials and hidden things from his height, he'll leave the watering and seeking tasks to bots better suited for it.

135. Omega Supreme - The sentinel of Iacon, Omega is a kind soul deep down and surprisingly doesn't like to be a Combatant. He would rather farm than harm. He can also do his chores faster, covering the maximum amount of ground work than most others.

136. Astrotrain - The dark train is an irate fellow who despises being a lackey often times so getting him to be an Infiltrator is most difficult. If he can't crush it underfoot, he doesn't care about doing it.

141. Tarn - He doesn't much care for keeping animals much so it's best not to entrust him with feeding them as a Gatherer. He also doesn't care about collecting supplies out in the wild. If you want your stuff, it's more or less up to you to get them.

166. Nemesis Prime - Nemesis (no, not the ship) is spiteful and won't respond to being a Healer. If they aren't dying, there's no need to fix them. Enough said.

173. Dai Atlas - While he is a good Councilmember, Dai Atlas doesn't do well as a Wrecker. He prefers to fix things than break them. He had no problems with animals though.

175. Sentinel Prime - The cocky Prime has one weakness and that is being a Miner. Grunt work more like to him. He will take out large obstacles, but he won't touch honest ground work.

176. Star Saber - He excels in being a strong Autobot but he is not great at being a Gatherer. It's not that he's forgetful or ignorant, he just isn't used to having to gather supplies and feed animals. Maybe he will want to learn someday.

186. Galvatron - The follower of Unicron holds not a lot of regard for life, especially organic life. So, his weakest point is the chores of a Healer. One day, he may come off his high horse and tend to the animals and crops properly but until then, don't leave them unattended in his care please.

187. Prima - A sweet soul throughout, Prima is a natural caring bot but he is not good at being a Scout. He has a million and one things on his mind, tracking items and keeping water for your animals and crops aren't exactly high on his priorities list.

188. Vector Prime - Vector is a lover, not a fighter. He will not indulge himself or others in battle as a Combatant unless in an emergency. Ironically, he has quite the power behind his attacks. he just doesn't utilize them.

189. Micronus Prime - If it can't be levitated, he doesn't deal with it. Micronus will care for all life but has no regard for heavy-duty tasks or things that require patience like crafting. So, you won't find him as a Wrecker anytime soon.

190. Solus Prime - Solus is the best craftsman in the galaxy. Maybe that's a little dramatic but she is the creator of many artifacts and relics you may find. But she is not the best Infiltrator. She makes messes but she has trouble keeping her own station clear much less your camp, and slicing through little annoyances is not what her talent calls for.

191. Liege Maximo - Liege has many things, including a Glitch-Mouse up his aft, but he doesn't deal with being a Miner. He has far too many other chores he would prefer than digging around for useless things.

192. Megatronus Prime - The angry Prime is not good at being a Healer though he may try. Despite his dark nature, he doesn't always act as he looks, but he understands that taking general care of animals and crops are just not in the cards for him.

193. Quintus Prime - Quintus is a terrible Combatant. He can create and destroy but physical fighting he lacks solely because he's not used to it. Fighting Unicron was one thing, other Transformers the same size and possibly with the same level of powers is quite different.

194. Amalgamous Prime - With a horrible sense of perception among all his quirks, Amalgamous doesn't like being a Scout. Getting him to find your car keys would somehow leave your house burning down. He's just not good at it.

195. Alchemist Prime - As a natural soothsayer of the barkeeping world, Alchemist adores animals but his greatest weakness is actually being a Gatherer. he can talk for days but can be easily distracted and forget that while everything needs a drink, they also need to eat.

196. Nexus Prime - Nexus doesn't like to be responsible for others' idiotic decisions so naturally, he makes a terrible Healer. He will fight but he won't aid you as you die. That's a you problem.

197. Onyx Prime - The Beastmaster of the Predacon race understands and loves creatures great and small, but he is not the best Wrecker. He would rather let those more capable with brute strength made for it go ahead and do what they need to. He'll keep with the animals and crops.

198. Alpha Trion - Alpha Trion is a master librarian but he is not the strongest Combatant in the field. He would rather read and take care of life than fight it. While not a pacifist per say, he's definitely not someone you would take into battle a lot.

199. Unicron - The dark god holds a deep hatred for many things, but he lacks most as a Healer. His blood with siphon life in direct exposure, so how would he even begin to help them even if he wanted to?

200. Primus - A sacred soul and the leader of Cybertron overall, Primus is the bearer of life itself. While not heavily responsible for organic existence, they are a valiant and benevolent kindred breed. But if Primus were to be not as good as others in one specific field, they are a bit perplexed by the skill of being a Miner. Digging is not something they have had a lot of practice with given their normal size.

[gravehags]

here’s a pic from this morning of marilyn roasty toastin on the warm bricks after the fireplace got turned off, how are we doing tonight lads

[callixspod]

tehe. Nathaniel Hudsons (narrator) wearing casual clothes <3

bonus+:

[agiraffewithacamera]

Tea cups

[heinzgarner]

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[thestylesplash]

Jenerique Angel Sleeve Dress + Style With a Smile Link Up

Pretty dresses in lightweight fabrics are my favourite pieces to take on holiday (along with a couple of co-ords). This gorgeous Jenerique angel sleeve dress arrived just in time. It took up hardly any space in my case and didn’t crease too badly. I probably should have ironed it, but who wants to do that in hot weather? Not me! The twist front detail on the front of the dress is very flattering…

[justahopelessaromantic]

Go away, come again another day (Ch. 2: Blue dripping down the bedpost)

Fandom: Danganronpa V3: Killing Harmony, Danganronpa 2: Goodbye Despair, Danganronpa Another Episode: Ultra Despair Girls, and Danganronpa 3: The End of Hope's Peak High School AU: Medieval/Fantasy AU Links to Chapters 1 and 3 Summary: The kingdom's people do their best to get through the day. The storm rages on regardless.

Tomorrow, dawn will crack like the castle’s aging paint job, and you will rise from slumber. You will present yourself to pure, unabashed royalty, curtsy, and request pardon for being out of commission. Years from then, you will craft and weave the story of tonight for your future children, slathering it in coats of intrigue and fine-tuned detail.

You hate to even think it, but your hailed creativity gives you absolutely nothing to work with tonight. All you can do is scrounge up old writing adages, settling on “It was a dark and stormy night”. 

Except, it could very well be day. And were you sure it was actually dark out?

The only certainty at hand, really, was the storm. Your king (Or the little bastard, as Maki calls him) smiles in that horrible way he does. He’s given the perfect opportunity to be honest with his subjects.

He does not take it. This is not a surprise to you in any way whatsoever. You can read those types of men like a book. Still, these few sudden years of kindness have worn his lies down. Now they only provoke instead of guard. Compulsive, without the pathological.

He says the storm is all anyone was allowed to know. You know, like a liar.

He pretends it's because he simply won’t share with the class. You know full well the storm is the only one keeping secrets here.

You don't know if his questions gnaw at him as he lays in bed, searching for answers in his daughter’s mural hanging above him, but you can guess.

The sky hangs above you all. The shifting, otherworldly nuances it captivated humanity with are trapped behind shut blinds. The rationed meals Nagito brought tittered in the limbo between “Questionable, but probably safe.” and “Teruteru and Ruraka would have Maki’s head for letting children eat this, but the nanny is a bit desperate at the moment.” You press your hand to the wall. It rumbles with uncertainty.

For those few pseudo-weeks trudging along, all that was, and ever would be, was the storm. She wailed against the roof, determined to cement her downpour of terror in our memories. The kingdom would never forget her. She wouldn't allow it.

You’ve saved her a spot in the back of your mind. Given her free rain to crawl around the folds of your brain. You find her slow-paced, offbeat music and accompanying light show comforting, in some base, primal way.

You can’t say the same for your temporary roommates, however. Sure, Jataro seems content vandalizing her bedframe with the help of her oil paints and Nagito seemed pacified with doting over his little sister, lost in that little world of his as he gently rocked her back and forth and twiddled with her green locks (God, what a weirdo. A sweet, friendly weirdo, but still).

But poor Monaca sounded like she was trying to talk herself out of her own boredom. And Maki? You had no intentions of slandering your dear childhood friend, but the royal nanny looked close to murder. Whether Nagito was first on her kill list for hope-related crimes, or the kids for making her work overtime, it was clear from her lidded eyes and dead stare that exhaustion and cabin fever was setting in.

You wonder if Sato’s has set in yet or Hiyoko’s boredom before sheltering your flaring cheeks with your hands, as if Monaca’s chilling stare was preening your face for a cause. You have no right fretting over the princess in your spare time. Not like that.

To distract from your quickly wandering thoughts, you drag yourself over to the only window by your palms, grunting as your head awkwardly circles the border of film noir grey peeking through. The rough carpet stings, stray dirt and sand scraping at your palms and the pads of your fingers, but Hiyoko has taught you the odd joy found in the childish. Even crawling around.

She has taught you how to pine too, but Monaca’s widening eyes refuse to let yourself linger on that tonight. You swear, between her, the queen, and Maki, there’s not a single room in this godforsaken mansion you feel safe being suspicious.

Once facing upwards, you answer your forearms’ aching pleas and collapse each limb piece by piece, until all your eyes can focus on is the ground-up lapis lazuli meticulously slathered onto the ceiling. The glimmers of flashing white light turn hazy in the corner of your eyes.

Someone outta paint a mural up there. Definitely not you. Still life doesn’t make for a good mural. Your work slots neatly into its frame and that’s that. You’ve been that high up before, anyway. In your naive goodwill, you offered to help the royal carpenter (Mondo, right? Everyone blends into each other around here) take down the queen’s requested royal family portrait. You don’t know which startled you most: the view from halfway down or the mortifying, loving detail you poured into the rosy red of Hiyoko’s cheeks and the dull purple rage in Sato’s eyes.

Somebody, though. Scrape off that pompous ultramarine. Have Angie sketch out a design. Maybe get the children up there and let them smear the primary colors around until it looks decent. Make it a reward for dealing with all this and a break for Maki.

The faint sense that you should give your close friend somewhat of a break now wafts away the slough of your thoughts, like someone waving away smoke after putting out a candle. Couldn’t let the poor woman carry your shared unfortunate situation on her shoulders alone.

It was both of yours, after all.

Your attention, and your head, turn to the little girl laying down beside you, head propped up by her arm. You were sure she hadn’t been there a moment ago, but now she just...was. Staring into your soul in the most bored way possible. You had enough experience painting with Jataro to know kids were kinda just...like that and that you should at least make an effort to entertain the poor girl, but still. How could you strike up a conversation like this when you just spent the last half hour or so avoiding eye contact and scarfing down lunch in loud silence, save for the pitter-patter of the king and his lovers above?

Isn’t your duty as a friend to shield your quiet friend and your shared soft-spoken company from an impending tantrum anyhow? Isn't the thunder enough?

Without breaking eye contact, Monaca pulls one of your paint brushes from behind her and flicks it, folding her arm to rest her head. It bumps against your arm before rolling a few centimeters in the other direction. Neither of you says anything until it comes to a halt.

“Jataro’s too embarrassed to ask for your help painting the bed, so Monaca’s doing it for him.” And so she is, offering just enough words and a bone-chilling smile (Embarrassed of what? His art skills? Asking her to deface her belonging together, as if that isn’t the sweetest she’s heard all day? Himself?) “Don’t worry!” She brushes the tip of your nose as her own scrunched up in a smile. “Monaca will help too!”

By the time the three of you are done, Maki is knocked out at the foot of the bed, Nagito and Monaca are curled up together (as they should be), neatly tucked in, and Jataro is buried deep in your arms, bouncing on your lap in pride. You’ve both made art with your tiny little hands and survived the subsiding storm. The knowledge is mutual.

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[hypnagogics]

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[adhd-fandom-hyperfocus]

Hear me out:

This all started because I was reminded how babies fall asleep faster/ easier when against someone's chest because of the heartbeat as it reminds them of being in the womb. And Astartes have two-three fucking hearts and probably run warm, so extra cozy for tiny baby.

A group of Space Marines, Ultra Marines for the lawls, find in a combat zone a newborn, who has survived, but her parents didn't. They rescue said baby and are just humbled and overtaken by how small she is.

They reason with their practicals and theoreticals, them looking after her would be best. After all, they are the best equipped to make sure she gets to safety. And it seems she is quite quiet and calm when resting against their chests! While they won't admit it, they smuggle her onto their ship, and the chapter becomes hard-pressed to separate her from the men, and the whole chapter really.

Something about the small and helpless baby, makes the men perform better. And they all fight for their downtime to be holding her and making sure she's rested and fed and entertained. It's like three men and a baby but with Astartes.

Imagine this group of massive men, built for combat learning to sew and shit for their little one. Bringing her back teeth and other small trophies. Because they're Space Marines, and most are basically some level of autistic. But they love making her little dolls and dresses.

And they tear up when they first hear her say, "Die xenos scum!" as she pretends to be fighting off an army by herself.

Like just a bunch of giant dudes, being the most awkward but loveable dads in the galaxy. Even their missions go better because of her. They all want to make it back, but also make her proud!

Eventually, a Salamander is working with them and finds out the trophies they are taking are for a child and is like, "My cousins in the Emperor; toys. Get her toys." (Which when they learn to make simple dolls).