#I want to smell ocean

[enayaray]

family vacation

[kuuchuuburanko]

this is my blue lock oc. he was originally invited to blue lock but couldn't attend because he was in juvie. if he was there he'd be in the team with bastard in the name

[magicdyke]

little things are more disappointing to me than the rich people idea of what "nautical" themed clothing is. the colognes are all shitty and smell like someone dunked their head into a tub of axe, all the shoes and shirts are dorky as hell, and everything is bullshit pastel-y or grays and blues. do you think this reads as the sea? do you think this reads as someone who spends time on the waves, or is it someone who pretends to on instagram while making someone else do it? why have we as a society decided that rich ppl choose what nautical theming is. it's so lifeless it's like every other rich white people preppy ass trend is. uncreative boring unimaginative. sea life is so beautiful and colorful and bright why can't you take inspiration from that instead of the inside of a golf shop. i hate you.

[spacejammie-eimmajecaps]

It's my birthday tomorrow, and so far, I've received a set of cutting boards and a new silverware separation thing to go in my silverware drawer, which are things I asked for (along with some other household stuff I need that my brothers will probably get for me), but I'm feeling a distinct lack of whimsy that I'm going to have to make up for with whatever celebration happens tomorrow, except I'm sick right now and don't have the energy to do any of the things I was considering

[samsalems]

I'm trying to find a good mens perfume (yes yes gender fake bla bla it's still the mens section) but why do so many smell the same. Especially the expensive ones? I used to make perfumes myself as a teen so I'd say I have a little bit of a nose for it and like. This shit is disappointing

[speckle-the-crow]

how do I satisfy the cravings and desire to be in the woods deep in the mountains in writing

[ereborne]

Song of the Day: December 7

"Wolverine" by Goghi

[caitsyoi]

I've been up on Lake Michigan the last couple of days, and it has been so peaceful. I could just sit by the water for hours and listen to the waves. The only thing that drove me off today was the rain. The sky was cloudy and a brilliant blue. When I close my eyes, I can still see it.

This seagull followed us around and tried to steal my sister's sock.

[kiruliom]

been more interested in fragrances recently. weird.

we should go out on our own to a perfume shop and just smell stuff (fragrance shopping with other people feels weird)

[mushroom-through-the-stargate]

day 3! I admit I didn't try very hard, but the little crab in the corner brings me a lot of joy for some reason

[bruhstation]

just a regular friday at bruhstation

[bam-monsterhospital]

i TOUCHED THE OCEAN YESTERDAY I PUT MY FEETS IN IT I RAN ACROSS THE SAND AND AMONGST THE LAPPING TIDE I GAINED ALL THE DOPAMINE!

we went to gros morne yesterday and it was wonderful

you can't see much of it because i didn't put my camera up above my head when taking these pics, but the sea had a lot of green in it and it was so punchy-saturated and beautiful. you might be able to make out some whitecaps there, which tells you that yeah it was really really windy. god i missed this so much. all these shots were from the wet sand and i'm kinda sad i didn't take more of the dry bits of sand since it was really light and soft and my fav kinda sand... whereas here it just looks muddy and grey. it was low tide and you could walk out forever over the oodles of sandbanks.

[thatmivy]

Planeshift Candles does custom character candles and I want to get one for Sruthán but I have no idea what scents to use.

[teaboot]

One of the best parts about working at a sex shop is the employee discount, and yeah that means excellent deals on sex supplies but that's not the big brain part.

You come to my house. Something is cooking in the kitchen- it smells wonderful. What is it? It's novelty dick-shaped pasta. I've set up a sensual sexy Italian dinner. There are candles set up on the table. They're melting too fast, dripping everywhere- they're low temp waxplay pillar candles. For dessert, I serve you a delicious ice cream topped in penis-shaped rainbow confetti sprinkles and strawberry body paint drizzle, and afterwards, serve coffee with roasted hazelnut warming lube.

We play a board game while we drink. It's sexy monopoly. It's your turn. You roll the dice. They come up as 'whisper into' and 'butt'. I lost the original dice. We're using the sexy dice. You move four spaces.

After dinner, I run you a bath. A bubble bath. The bubble gel? Sensual ocean breeze. There are candles lined up around the tub. The scent is overpowering. Why? They're three-in-one fruit flavored massage oil candles. I'm using so much. It's so wasteful. Do you want to shave? I have conditioning shave cream that smells like limes. And an electric body razor, but you can't use that in the tub.

How about a bath bomb? You toss one in. It's cherry blossom scented. As it dissolves, three sexy bath sex suggestion cards fall out. They're all variations on doggy style, probably because fucking in a bathtub is probably the easiest way to break your hip.

The water cools. You get out an dry off with a novelty towel. If you wrap it around your chest, it looks like you have gigantic tatas bursting through the fabric like the Hulk.

You walk into the bedroom. I'm there, reading an instructional book titled "The Housewife's Guide To Every Day Stripping". I'm wearing a neck pillow designed to look like a massive curved weiner. Also a pair of fake leather bondage leggings and an oversized men's christmas T-shirt that says "Jingle My Bells" across the front.

I see you come in. I put down the book, take off the pillow. Offer you a massage. You accept. I already burned up all the massage candles so I pop a new bottle of CBD massage oil that says something wrong about Chakras on it. It's very gritty. That's because there's little chunks of amethyst in it for some fucking reason. It's fine, though. You say you don't mind.

I don't do massages very often. It's bad. You end up more tense than before. One of your muscles starts to cramp- it's okay. I whip out a bottle of Lidocane topical masculine performance numbing spray. You immediately feel like your shoulder went to the dentist. It's not ideal, but it's better than cramping.

You're not in the mood to bone after that. Which is good, cause I'm actually pretty asexual, but it hasn't come up yet so I'm relieved to avoid the conversation. Instead we get ready for bed. (The weather is terrible, and I insist you stay over.) I set up the futon, then realize it smells like cigarettes from the previous owner and shyly ask if you wanna cuddle in my room. You're down.

I crawl under the covers, placing my penis-shaped pink glitter pride bottle on the side table in case one of us wakes up thirsty. Once you're settled in, I turn off the glowing bare ass night light and the room goes black.

It takes a few seconds for your eyes to adjust, but when they do, you look up at the ceiling. It's dotted all over with little green flourescent lights. Are they plastic stars? No. I've pinned up a thousand glow in the dark condoms. God bless

[seapeppers]

having a normal one looking at the fragrance note list on fragrantica

[sussicaia]

suffering is endless (forced to use my brother’s shower gel)