#blanket burrito

[vhalesa]

Blanket burrito time :>

#mayakuro #kuromaya #revue starlight #tendou maya #saijou claudine #art #comic #blanket burrito #man it's so cold here lately #I wanna just roll up in my blanket too...

[sparklebear11]

Enid calling Wednesday:

Enid: Hey Weds....

Wednesday: What?

Enid: can you come home please?

Wednesday: Why Cara Mia?

Enid: I'm stuck..... In my blanket burrito..

Wednesday: i- I'm coming....

#wednesday addams #enid sinclair #wenclair #wednesday #wednesday x enid #enid and wednesday #wednesday is soft for enid #blanket burrito

[that-bloody-linguist]

A blanket burrito in her natural habitat.

#the void #blanket burrito #i love her #ophelia #feli #cat #kitty cat

[sushisusii]

Uuum DO NOT apologize!! That was incredible to see!! How you’ve developed over time. How you’ve felt/perceived yourself over time. How you’ve grown!

Your fursona was so cute and tiny (I’m assuming that was your younger/teenage years?) And now gigantic and cuddly and very handsome!

I LOVE that you draw them in all those different feels. It makes it so relatable and comforting. The goofy/dumb ones always make me smile so big and I just want to give you a big giant cuddle hug. And the sadder ones just make me want to wrap you in a big giant blanket and give you a steaming cup of tea. Usually I’d say hot chocolate, but chocolate is bad for k9’s 😉😝 Then just bury my hands in your fur and give you nice rubbies and scratches till you feel better. 🥰

Being a blanket burrito is one of my favorite things. It's so comforting. I also really really LOVE hot chocolate. With some whipped cream and tiny marshmallows. Maybe some fun little sprinkles. I'm just a pup at heart honestly. But yes, the smaller versions were when I was a pre-teen and teenager. They really grew up with me. I'm just a big lovable dork. I enjoy just gaming, doing art, relaxing when I can because of disabilities. I also really like making other smile with my art.

#werewolf #werewuff #sfw fur art #sfw furry #furry #furry art #art #reply #blanket burrito

[thedenofravenpuff]

Day 23 of @bloo-the-dragon’s November Prompt List is Sick Day.

What better classic than the Daycare Attendant breaking and entering into the home of Y/N, to look after their favourite human in their time of need?

Do enjoy

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#PuffBlog #MyArt #FNAF #FNAF SB #FNAF Security Breach #Daycare Attendant #Sun #Sundrop #Animatronic #Nurse Sun #Y/N #Protag #Insert #Sick #Sick Day #Cold #Bed #Blanket Burrito #Daily Doodle #Ace Jesters #November Prompts #Platonic DCA Prompt List #Sketch #Traditional Art

[cosmicallytiki]

The vibe of the day

#my art #cat #cat art #purrito #blanket burrito #apathetic #tired #exhausted

[short-wooloo]

They are the same character

#wooloo-writes #wooloo writes #rwby #gundam witch #g witch #g witch spoilers #gundam witch spoilers #weiss schnee #miorine rembran #g witch is space whiterose #burrito weiss #burrito miroine #blanket burrito

[ayyy-imma-ninja]

For each of your AU’s what character is the most likely to be in and enjoy being in a blanket burrito?

For the fairy au it’s the same question but out of the antagonists like the imps twins, goblin kc, and solar (I’m not sure if there is more antagonists that I’m not thinker of but…)

For the Fairy AU, I think all of the fairies wouldn't mind being burrito'd with blankets.

For the SK AU, Sun and Moon are only in the mood when they've regressed; sometimes when feeling under the weather.

For Cosmic Tides, mer pup Sun wouldn't mind. It makes him feel secure. Moon would hate it.

For the Playroom AU, the raggedy boys would love to be burrito'd, but only if they are done so together with the same blanket.

And for the Fairy AU's antagonists...

I did say all of the fairies.

#answered ask #fairy au #dca fairy au #dca!serial killer au #dca playroom!au #playroom!au #cosmic tides #dca mer au #blanket burrito

[ben-is-obsessed]

Zazirito

That is all

Have a nice day ☺️

#trigun #trigun stampede #legato trigun #legato bluesummers #zazie #legato #zazie the beast #blanket burrito #this is sweet #Gotta love discord for the idea #Fanart #trigun fanart #trigun stampede fanart

[alloru]

here's today's little inktober piece!! :>

the cozytober prompt for the 14th was "blanket" and since I'm challenging myself to not draw any human or humanoid characters this month, another kitty will have to do!

I was a little stumped while brainstorming for this one, but @kunorio said that a cat in a blanket burrito would be perfect and I do agree! it took a little trial and error to get a sketch I was happy with, while sifting through references of course, but I do like the result :3

have a nice next 24 hours and roll up in a blanket burrito sometime, it's real comfy!

#cozytober #cozytober 2023 #cat art #my art #blanket burrito #digital art #line art #digital line art #inktober #inktober 2023 #drawing #inktober prompts #art challenge #october art prompts #cute art #just a kitty in a blanket

[artofarkham]

Cozy

#Red hood #jason todd #batman #dc comics #bat family #batfam #Redhood fanart #He sleeeeep zzzzzzz #Blanket burrito #I'm losing it #He's like a scraggly kitten #Fanart #artists on tumblr #My art

[rinrinart]

Daniel’s makeover + Burrito:D

#harry potter: magic awakened #hp magic awakened #hpma mc #hpma oc #hpma daniel #hpma ivy #lil doodles #blanket burrito #hehe #hpma original character

[fulcrumwrites]

Blanket Burrito

Summary: Caleb has been kidnapped by a woman who hopes to replace her long dead son with him. Even the simplest actions of tucking him into bed at night reminds him just how much of a captive he is.

CW: kidnapping, parental yandere, claustrophobia, unconventional restraints, drugging, non-con (non-sexual)

“Time for bed, sweetie.”

If Caleb could shudder at her honey-sweet voice, he would. Instead, his disgust remained trapped in his drug-induced paralysis. The bed beneath him dipped as his insane kidnapper sat on the edge. Her cool fingers stroked the hair off his forehead. Unable to pull away, Caleb could only close his eyes and pretend she wasn’t there.

Helen mistook it for contentment as she cooed fondly. Caleb grimaced and opened his eyes again, glaring. The middle-aged woman ignored it.

“I’ll tuck you in, honey. I make a mean blanket burrito.” She winked and booped the tip of his nose.

Caleb made a face. He was twenty years old, damn it. Five days in captivity and he was sick of her babying. It wasn’t his fault he shared the same name as her son, nor that they would be the same age if he hadn’t died in a car crash fourteen years ago. At least she didn’t insist on changing his clothes for him. Caleb convinced her he could do that himself. The blue pajamas she gave him reminded him of the pair he wore when he was six.

The mattress shifted again as she rose. Caleb watched her move to the armchair and pick up a pile of neatly folded, navy blue sheets. She hummed what he assumed was a lullaby as she shook out a single sheet.

With little difficulty, Helen maneuvered the sheet underneath him. She folded it over his body and pulled it tight and snug before tucking in the edges. The pressure of fabric all over sent signals to his muscles to squirm and get loose. His limbs refused to respond. Didn’t even twitch.

To Caleb’s dismay, Helen pulled out another sheet and draped it over him before folding those edges underneath him. She even tucked the corners into the first sheet.

“Wow,” Caleb murmured sarcastically, sliding his eyes down his nose to his burrito-wrapped body. “That’s an excellent blanket burrito, Helen. Five stars, truly.”

Helen’s eyes tightened as her smiling lips thinned. “It’s “Mommy”, dear. That’s what my poor baby Caleb called me.”

Caleb narrowed his eyes. Uh, yeah. No way he’s calling her “Mommy”.

“And I’m not done yet.”

A groan escaped his lips as another sheet was wrapped around his paralyzed form. Then another.

With the fifth sheet, Helen collected the corners across from each other and knotted them together tightly against his chest. She did the same with the bottom corners at his ankles.

Finally, she straightened and admired her handiwork. “There. My Caleb always liked being wrapped in a blanket burrito.”

Yeah, so did I. When I was five. By my real mother.

Helen draped the comforter over his still form and tucked the edges under the mattress, pinning him to the too-small bed even further.

Her cool hand rested on his flushed cheek. When did it get so hot? Her touch sent a minuscule shudder down his spine. Hey, the sedative is finally wearing off.

“Goodnight, my dear boy. Sweet dreams. I’ll see you in the morning.”

The nightlight on his nightstand was switched on before the door closed behind her. Caleb didn’t miss the sound of the bolt locking him in.

He winced against the harshness of the ocean-themed nightlight piercing through the darkness. He had a similar one as a kid, back when he was afraid of the dark like any other child. He’s embraced the darkness since he was ten after he learned there was nothing to fear and that total darkness helped him sleep. He thought he should be afraid of it now, only instead he missed it.

Closing his eyes to block out the light, Caleb tried flexing his fingers in order to regain control of his body.

Slow as a snail, his muscles began to respond, starting with twitches in his fingers and toes. It took what felt like hours for him to be able to move. By then he was exhausted by the time of night and the sedation.

Caleb tested his bonds. He didn’t know why Helen decided not to cuff his limbs to the bed frame as she had done the previous nights, but he wasn’t complaining. A blanket burrito was much easier to escape.

He felt as weak as a limp noodle as he twisted and pushed against the sheets. Sweat soaked his thick pajamas and sheets. It was the middle of summer. Was Helen trying to kill him with all these layers?

Caleb struggled a bit harder and the bed creaked loudly. He froze and nervously checked the glow beneath his door. As far as he knew, the light was always on. Like some immortal guardian, Helen never sleeps.

Caleb resumed his battle with the blanket burrito as quietly as he could. The sheets barely even loosened. A growl of frustration crawled up his throat.

At last, he lay still on the mattress, staring up at the ceiling. Energy spent, hair sticking to his forehead, far too hot, Caleb lay there quietly. Defeated. Exhaustion tugged at his eyelids and he found himself succumbing to its demand.

Before he drifted off, steps outside his door made him tense. He feigned sleep as the door unlocked and swung open.

He recognized Helen’s heels clicking against the wooden floors of the hidden cabin. Caleb steeled himself to avoid flinching as hands adjusted the heavy comforter and tucked it back in, undoing all his hard work.

Lips brushed his temple and she was gone. The thud of the metal bolt sealed his fate. Tears slipped down his nose as Caleb finally surrendered to sleep.

#writers on tumblr #writing #writeblr #writerscommunity #whump #tw restraints #tw kidnapping #yandere whumper #blanket burrito #inspired by #the fact that #i can’t sleep #in summer #it’s too hot #unconventional restraints #tw drugging #whump community #captivity

[flannelepicurean]

Heyyyyy, so, life has gotten bonkers wackadoodle stress-testing nerve-shredding marathon of horrors distilled to a heady essence over a span of ohhhhhhhh, about a week, enough that I just started slap-dashing out some fluffy mpreg business again.

And I'm not gonna subject everybody to it, it's entirely self-indulgent, and absolutely a marker of when I've been Pushed Too Far, but Nicolas Cage style and not Keanu Reeves style, because I fuckin' started out the film already Pushed Too Far, and baby, there's nowhere to go but Farther.

But the thing I think is interesting in this pattern is, I somehow can't resist creating polycules or deep relationships around the, "Hey bud, we're gonna get you through this," anchor point, and then everybody goes, "OMG, BABY!!! 😍🥰" and a kid grows and gets nurtured, surrounded by adults who love them, and who love each other in ways they maybe didn't expect, and everything's just a little bit kinder, and softer, and nicer, because people take care of each other.

There's a reason why this is a comfort trope for me, is what I'm saying.

I'm gonna go get my fuzzy blanket and turn myself into a burrito, see y'all later.

#my life right now #stressed #oh comfort fic ideas #we're really in it now #mpreg #i've been pushed too far #this is what happens #i start writing fluffy mpreg #i just like caretaking #usually when i really need some tbh #i just like to imagine things being better #ain't that just the way #blanket burrito #it's time

[solitaireobsessed]

I CANNOT THINK OF ANYTHING BETTER ATM THAN WHEN YOU GET YOUR BLANKET OUT OF THE DRYER AND ITS ALL WARM AND COZY

IF ANYONE NEEDS ME I WILL BE A BURRITO ON MY BED FOR THE FORESEEABLE FUTURE

#Cozy #blanket #i love it so much #blanket burrito #Time for my monthly post ig #anywayyyy

[short-wooloo]

Who Wore it better?

Battle of the Blanket Burritos

#wooloo-writes #wooloo writes #wooloo polls #polls #rwby #gundam witch #g witch #weiss schnee #miorine rembran #g witch is space whiterose #gundam the witch from mercury #witch from mercury #burrito miroine #burrito weiss #blanket burrito