#Leather Honey Leather Conditioner

[insightcracker]

Leather Honey Leather Conditioner Review: The Ultimate Solution for Leather Care

Leather goods can last a lifetime with proper care, and Leather Honey Leather Conditioner has established itself as the #1 solution for maintaining leather’s natural beauty. Whether it’s your favorite leather jacket, car seats, or sofa, this conditioner offers unmatched conditioning and protection. Table of Contents What is Leather Honey Leather Conditioner? Why Choose Leather Honey? Key…

[jhoneybees]

heyyy there! I was wondering if you could maybe write a fluff piece with BDE and a reader who always manages to sneak up on him except it’s on accident? Like, she doesn’t realize how stealth or quiet she really is? Thank you!

Hi!! I am so so sorry I have made you wait this long but it's complete!! My wonderful friend @elvisbdoll has written this and I am so grateful😭 I'm having a bit of a writer's block moment right now so please enjoy this amazing fic.

Quiet.

Characters: Late 70s!Elvis X Quiet!reader

Warnings/triggers: Sneaking up on people, getting spooked

Tags: @atleastpleasetelephone @i-r-i-n-a-a @theelvisprincess @thelonelyheart @hooked-on-elvis @polksaladava

Author's note: Thank you so much @elvisbdoll for writing this for me, you're literally a life saver. I got stressed lovelies- I got stressed😩 All credits go to her🫶

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Elvis Presley leaned back in his plush leather chair, his fingers idly strumming the strings of his guitar. The room was warm with the faint hum of the air conditioner, the kind of quiet that settled in after the excitement of rehearsal. His band had called it a night, and he was enjoying a rare moment of solitude in Graceland’s den.

It wasn’t often Elvis got time to himself these days, but he cherished it when it came. The house was rarely empty, even with the Memphis Mafia around, but the quiet felt different now that she was here.

You.

You’d come into his life like a sweet summer breeze, quiet and unassuming, but somehow always managing to catch him off guard—literally. You were the only person who could sneak up on Elvis Presley.

And it wasn’t intentional. You just had a natural way of moving without making a sound. It wasn’t unusual for Elvis to be deep in thought, only to find you standing behind him with a soft smile, scaring him half to death.

Like now.

Elvis jumped, the twang of his guitar string cutting through the room as he spun around in his chair. There you stood in the doorway, holding a cup of tea like it was the most innocent thing in the world.

“Sweetheart!” he exclaimed, his voice startled but affectionate. “Are you tryin’ to give me a heart attack?”

You blinked, looking genuinely confused. “What do you mean? I just walked in.”

Elvis set the guitar down and shook his head, a grin tugging at the corners of his lips. “Darlin’, I didn’t hear you. Not a footstep, not a creak, nothin’. You’re like a little ghost or somethin’.”

“I’m not a ghost!” you protested with a laugh, stepping closer to hand him the tea.

He took the cup, his fingers brushing yours as his blue eyes locked onto you. “Maybe not a ghost, but you’re quiet as a mouse. If I didn’t know better, I’d think you were doin’ it on purpose.”

“I’d never sneak up on you on purpose,” you said, your voice soft but earnest. “I guess I’m just… quiet.”

“Quiet? You’re downright stealthy,” Elvis teased, taking a sip of the tea. “You’d make a damn good spy, y’know that?”

You rolled your eyes, plopping down on the couch opposite him. “A spy, huh? I think I’d be terrible at keeping secrets.”

“Hmm,” he hummed thoughtfully, leaning forward. “Maybe not. You’ve got that sweet face. No one would suspect a thing.”

You laughed, the sound light and musical, and Elvis felt his chest tighten in that familiar way it always did around you. He loved your laugh. Loved the way it lit up a room, even if you were the quietest person he’d ever met.

Still grinning, you asked, “Do I really scare you that much?”

“Scare me? Honey, you’d scare the devil himself the way you sneak up on people. I’m tellin’ you, one of these days you’re gonna give me gray hairs.”

You tilted your head, your eyes sparkling with mischief. “I think gray hairs would suit you.”

Elvis barked out a laugh, leaning back in his chair. “You’re somethin’ else, you know that?”

The two of you fell into an easy conversation after that, the kind that felt like second nature. Elvis told you about the new songs he was working on, and you shared little stories from your day. He loved the way you talked, the way your voice was soft and soothing, like a balm to his restless mind.

But as the night wore on, Elvis couldn’t help but notice how often you managed to surprise him.

A few days later, Elvis was in the kitchen rummaging through the fridge for a late-night snack. The house was mostly quiet, save for the faint sound of the television from another room. He was humming to himself, a tune he’d been working on earlier, when he felt a presence behind him.

“Jesus H. Christ!” he exclaimed, spinning around to find you standing there, your wide eyes betraying your guilt.

“Sorry!” you said quickly, holding up your hands. “I didn’t mean to scare you!”

Elvis pressed a hand to his chest, his heart racing. “Darlin’, you’ve got to start makin’ some noise when you walk. Wear a bell around your neck or somethin’.”

“A bell?” you repeated, laughing.

“Yeah, a bell. Or tap shoes. Hell, I don’t care, as long as I can hear you comin’.”

You smirked, stepping closer to peek into the fridge. “What are you looking for, anyway?”

“Midnight snack,” he said, his voice still a little breathless. “And don’t think you’re gettin’ away with sneakin’ up on me again. I’m keepin’ an eye on you from now on.”

True to his word, Elvis started paying more attention whenever you were around, determined not to let you sneak up on him. But it didn’t matter how hard he tried—you were just naturally quiet.

[foldingfittedsheets]

i know you get a lot of random asks asking for advice but. Do you have any tips for leather boot care? I oiled mine once a few months ago and I have no idea how often to oil them. The Internet is full of contradicting and vague advice

Get ready for some vague contradictory advice! I oil mine when they look dry. I do a damp paper towel to wipe the boots off then spread a beef tallow oil on them. I’ve tried other oil conditioners and honestly this is the best. Then I just let it soak and call it good. My boots are nearing eight so I think it’s going alright.

I got the oil off a weird religiousy website but sadly they no longer seem to carry it. That said of the leather conditioners I’ve used the ones with animal fat have been the absolute best results.

My beloved got me a leather kindle case that shipped with a tiny honey scented animal fat conditioner to keep the case in good shape. I am going to be so sad when it runs out, it smells so nice and the shop doesn’t sell it on its own.

Edit: I found the one I use! They have an orange-vanilla scent too but I haven’t smelled it. The unscented one is truly no smell and works amazing.

[stardust-swan]

My current perfume layering routine:

(I'm going for light and sweet roses and vanilla for the summer, but with a slight exotic twist)

Wash with sandalwood soap (I leave it sit for a few minutes because sandalwood is good for your skin)

Wash again with Imperial Leather Rose Milk and Mallow shower gel

Massage Palmer's Cocoa Butter Oil into my body while it's still damp (it smells like soft vanilla)

Moisturise with Nivea Rose and Argan lotion

Apply rose oil on my pulse points

Then spray perfume on top of the rose oil. My current favourite is Fatima Pink by Zimaya, which is a really really close dupe of PDM Delina and lasts for ages (if you like Delina but don't want to pay €260 and don't mind using a dupe I'd def recommend this for €40, it's the same scent and longevity in a different bottle). It smells like sweet, light roses, a bit fruity, and to my nose it smells kinda like Turkish Delight.

I'm also:

Using Jurlique rose hand cream every time I wash my hands

Washing my hair a couple times a week with As I Am coconut cowash, shampoo, and leave in conditioner (they smell like coconut and Shea butter)

Oiling the ends of my hair daily with L'Oréal Elvive Extraordinary Oil (love the smell of this, and it also just glides on and softens the hair without looking greasy)

I also have been using honey peel masks, honey and almond sheet masks, oil pulling with coconut oil, applying Glossier birthday balm throughout the day and Klavuu rose lip treatment morning and night, massaging my scalp and hair with a mix of hot argan oil, black castor oil and jasmine oil once a week, and massaging argan oil into my face, lashes and brows at the end of my skincare routine (but nobody will be able to pick up on these scents except for me unless they're way too close lol)

Roses are in bloom at this time of year, and are classically feminine and elegant. Vanilla is also feminine and adds warmth and sweetness. Sandalwood is woody, exotic, and calming, while coconut is tropical, sweet and nutty, perfect for summer. Which is the vibe I want to evoke this summer - feminine, sweet, and summery, with some exotic allure.

[inquisimer]

wip wednesday

ty for the tags @queenaeducan and @greypetrel 💜💜 a lot of what I'm working on rn is Secrit™️, but I do have a Cousland/Nathaniel oneshot that is ever so patiently waiting for me to have a chance to edit it, so here's a bit of that!

tagging forward for whenever to @plisuu | @skinwalkingxana | @shivunin | @fadedsweater | and @kiastirling-fanfic

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The tears spilled over now, and she let them. Hot and wet, they spattered to the floor. Once a year, just once, she shed the mantles of hero and commander and arlessa and came here. Once a year, she allowed herself to be the daughter and sister and aunt that she should have been.

“You have walked beside me, down the paths where a thousand arrows sought my flesh. You have stood with me when all others have forsaken me. I have faced armies with You as my shield, and though I bear scars beyond counting, nothing—“ her voice caught again and she swallowed, hard. Behind her, the door creaked open.

Shit. She swiped hastily at her cheeks, but she knew her eyes would be red-ringed when she stood, and there was no mistaking her sniffling attempts to breathe.

Hadn’t she specifically requested they leave her alone?

Before she could unleash grief-stricken anger on some unsuspecting messenger, the intruder cleared his throat.

“Nothing can break me except Your absence.”

An irritated sigh escaped her, but she relaxed. “What do you need, Nathaniel?”

He didn’t answer right away. The tread of his boots was steady, and with each step closer Ember’s jaw clenched tighter and tighter, until finally he stood just a pace behind her. She smelled the faint, lingering sweetness of the honey conditioner he used on his leathers.

“They told me you wanted to be alone.”

“So what are you doing here, then?”

“You shouldn’t be alone, Em,” he said softly. “Not today. And I—“ he swallowed “—it doesn’t have to be me. I know you probably don’t want it to be me. But you shouldn’t be alone.”

[marvelobsessed134]

Friends help each other

Requested: No

Pairings: Tommy Lee x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Semi Dark!Obesssive!Tommy, innocent!reader, loss of virginity, coercion, manipulation (but make it hot), dub/con, I think that’s it.

A/n: Both you and Tommy are 19 in this and it’s set around the start of motley.

Summary: Your best friend invites you over to his house, but it’s not what you expected.

You laughed over the loud rock and roll music that was playing from the stereo of Tommy’s car. The two of you had just got done eating at the diner when he invited you to hang out at his place. You love going to Tommy’s house, so of course you accepted! You hoped his mom was there so she could maybe teach you some more recipes. She was more like a mom to you than your real mom, she cared about you like your real mom didn’t.

Once he pulled in the driveway, you noticed the main car was gone. He noticed your look of confusion, “Mom and dad took Athena to Disneyland today. Sorry, forgot to mention it.”

“No, it’s fine.” You said before the two of you got out of the car and walked towards the house. Once inside, you couldn’t help but get this feeling. Sure, you’ve hung out plenty of times when his family wasn’t home, but this time felt…off. Maybe it’s the air, the house is warm and stuffy because the AC wasn’t needed when no one was home.

“Hey, Tommy can you turn on the air conditioner? It’s kind of hot in here.” You asked as you sat down on the couch at an uncomfortably slow pace.

“Sure.” He responded before adjusting the thermostat. “Let’s go to my room.”

For some reason, you didn’t want to go to his room. “Umm I kind of wanna stay out here. Maybe we can watch a movie?” You offered.

You could almost hear the low groan he let out but you didn’t quite reach your ears. “Nah, I wanna show you some new stuff I’m working on.” Yes, his new band Motley Crue that was supposed to be very successful. You could only hope. You’d honestly do anything for Tommy especially to make him happy and successful.

“Oh- okay.” You said before getting up off the couch and following him to his room. You walked in and sat on his bed watching as he locked the door. That’s weird, he never locks the door. He took his brown leather jacket off and threw it on the floor before sitting next to you on the bed. Close enough to where your thighs were touching.

“Hey.” He said in a soft voice.

“Hey.” You said back, “So, what have you been working on?”

“Actually,” he said shifting impossibly closer to you. Your heart rate picked up. And were suddenly so captivated by his features. His tan skin, long brown hair, brown eyes and a dopey smile that always gives you butterflies.

“Y/n, you remember when I met you that first day of sophomore year?” How could you forget? He bumped into you in the hallway made you fall, scraping your knee. He felt guilty so he took you out to lunch to make it up to you. Ever since then you’ve been best friends.

“Yes, of course. What about it?” You chuckled softly not knowing where he was going with this.

“And we’ve been friends for three years.” Tommy stated and you nodded in confirmation.

The brunette suddenly took your hand and placed it on the bulge in his pants. You gasped, trying to move your hand away but he was so much stronger than you, and kept your hand there.

“Tommy…what are you doing?” You asked.

“Do you feel that? Every time I look at you and you’re in one of those skirts like you are right now this happens to me. Care to help a guy out?”

“What? No! You’re…we’re…we can’t. Are you insane?” You asked. Though, part of you wanted it. You felt butterflies and a tingle in your core when he put your hand on his crotch.

“We’re friends right?” He asked a little more sternly this time.

“Of course-“

“Friends help each other. That’s what friends are for.” He cut you off. The drummer caressed your face, now having let go of your hand. His other hand snakes behind your lower back. “You understand, don’t you honey?”

You nodded. “Good girl.” He whispered before leaning in to kiss you. His lips were soft, warm, comforting. You kissed him back with such ease since you’ve already had a first kiss.

The kiss became more passionate and he slowly leaned forward, making you lean back before eventually falling to lay on the bed. Tommy stayed on top of you, kissing more rougher, his more primal side coming out. He began kissing down your neck, then your collarbone before slowly undoing the buttons on your shirt. You froze. “Um I don’t-“ “Shh, it’s okay, I’m not going to hurt you. Just let me see those beauties huh?” A cheeky smirk was plastered on your friends face as he continued to unbutton your shirt. Once it was completely unbuttoned, he forcefully pulled it off you when you didn’t move.

“Come on baby, don’t make this difficult for me.” He groaned and it shot straight to your core. Something about how demanding he was really did something to you. Made you see him in a different light. Of course you’ve always had a crush on Tommy, who wouldn’t? But now you’re having lustful feelings for him.

You arched your back so he could in lip your bra in which he muttered a “good girl.”

Tommy was happy that you were slowly giving into him. He’s wanted you for a long time now. He started fantasizing about you in all different kinds of ways. One of how you’d be such a sweet wife for him to come home to after a long day at the studio. One to call on tour. And you’d stay home for him like a good girl.

Once your bra was off he immediately went to grope and massage your breasts before pulling and erect nipple into his mouth. You gasped, never have felt this feeling before.

“What?” He asked.

“I-I’ve never felt this way before.”

“You’ve never touched yourself?”

You shook your head, and he caressed your chin, “You poor thing. So when you get turned on you just let that little pussy drip? Aww poor baby. Don’t worry Tommy’s here now.” His voice was soft and full of empathy it seemed, making you feel safe. You’ve always felt safe with him.

The brunette continued his assault on your nipples before kissing his way down your stomach causing goosebumps to arise.

Once he reached the waistband of your shorts, he unbuttoned them and tugged them off. He then got rid of your panties as well.

He sat back on his knees and admired you before taking off his shirt. You admired his slim body, trailing your eyes down all the way to his very large bulge. He smirked at your ogling before leaned down again and gently spreading your legs to see your soaked pussy.

You tried to close them but he forced them back open again. You watched as he licked his lips before diving in and licking a bold stripe against it. You squirmed, never feeling this feeling before and threw your head back, almost screaming at the feeling. Tommy flicked his tongue on your clit and you bit down on your bottom lip, fisting the sheets. “Mmm Tommy…” you whimpered.

“What is it, honey?” He asked and as he asked you he slipped a finger inside your tight, wet hole. Your mouth fell open in a gasp, you looked at him with wide doe eyes.

Tommy was living for how you were reacting to him. It’s all he’s ever wanted besides being in a band. “Come on, you can tell me.”

“It feels…so…good.” You mustered the words out. He smirked, “I know it does baby.”

The drummer pumped his finger in out of your slowly before adding a second, curling them and hitting that special spot you didn’t even know existed. As he did this he rubbed his thumb on your clit making you scream as you felt this overstimulating tingle that made your brain go fuzzy.

“Tommy I don’t know, this ah! It’s too much stop!” You cried.

“Don’t worry baby. It’s normal you’re about to come it’s okay, let it go. I’m right here sweet girl.” And you clenched around him as an overwhelming sensation overcame your senses.

You screamed in pleasure. “Good girl!” Tommy praised. He slowly pulled his fingers out after you came down from your high and licked them clean.

He then stood up to undo his belt and pulled his jeans and boxers down. Your eyes widened at his length. He was…big. And you never had sex before.

You sat up in a panic before trying to leave but he pushed you back down. “Stay.” He commanded you as if you were a dog. And it did something to you.

He lined himself up to your entrance before pushing in. You squealed, tears springing in your eyes. He pressed a kiss to your lips before wiping your tears away with his thumb.

“Tommy, it hurts.” You cried.

“Shh, I know baby.” He cooed. “Fuck your tight.” He moaned, rolling his eyes in the back of his head as he picked up the pace, thrusting in and out of you. The pain quickly faded into pleasure and you began moaning with him as well.

“Thatta girl.” Tommy cooed.

It wasn’t long before he came to his own orgasm, finishing inside you. He cleaned the two of you up before laying next to you, pulling you to rest your head on his chest. You could feel his heart beating fast.

Then something hit you, “Oh my god you..you..you finished inside me! I’m gonna get pregnant!”

“Shh, it’s okay. They have pill for stuff like that it’s okay. Besides it’s good practice for when we actually have kids.”

“Wait what?”’

[vibratingskull]

"If I may ask... Ar’alani x Reader request? Like hardcore admiral lowering her guard in presence of the reader?" - @anastasiiaosypova

Ar'alanixGN!reader

"Fire!" Ar'alani orders

Without missing a beat, the lasers spew through space and spear through their target. 

"Results, commander!" Her tone is cold and controlled, clearly inviting no defiance. 

You type away on your console, gathering data. 

"Target destroyed, Admiral." You announce turning to look at your superior. 

She nods imperceptibly, eyes focused on the now exploded carcass. She raises from her seat, hand clasped behind her back. 

"Captain, I leave you the bridge for now. Commander (y/l/n), with me." 

You obey and leave your console to the next in line. You follow her through the corridors of the Vigilant, observing her, her stiff shoulders, her straight back and assured steps. Her long hair dances behind her back and you get a whiff of them. They scent like the mandated conditioner of the army, leather, and under that a thin fragrance of honey. The mix is not displeasing. 

You both walk silently to her office. The guards salute you and you walk in. Waiting after the door closed, you let out a long sigh. 

“Finally, the end of the shift.” You say.

“Yes.” She responds loudly with the commanding tone of the head of officers. “But our task isn’t done, there is a mountain of work ahead of us!”

You slide behind her with a chuckle and start massaging her shoulders.

“You can relax now, it’s just the both of us here” 

She hums in return, letting her stiff muscles relax under your expert fingers. You take great care of unknotting each and every single one. She let a deep sigh escape her, a relieved one this time. 

"Thank you. You have the fingers of a fairy."

You grin. 

"I know. You already told me last night.” 

She blushes lightly. It is so rare to see her caught off guard, you embrace her and kiss her cheek. 

“What should we do until our next shift?” You ask.

She squeezes your hand and turns her head towards you with a smile.

“I do not know. But I defend you from leaving my arms.”

@bluechiss @thrawnalani @justanothersadperson93 @al-astakbar@thrawnspetgoose @readinglistfics @elise2174 @debonaire-princess @twilekchiss @pencil-urchin @ineedazeezee @mssbridgerton @dance-like-russia-isnt-watching @Cortisolcosplay

[loxare]

Did some conditioning for my leather boots tonight so sharing a cheap leather conditioner and wax recipe

Leather conditioner is used so your boots or couch or gloves or whatever don't dry out and crack and become ruined. Wax makes things more waterproof and, in theory, makes it easier to buff them into shininess. I didn't see that in this recipe, but also I might not have the right tools. It's just me, my hands, and this microfibre cloth.

Anyways. Leather conditoner. 5:1 ratio of beeswax to olive oil. 30 second intervals in the microwave until melted (be careful! it's hot!), and then poured into a flat container. Allow to cool

I cannot stress flat container enough. I poured my wax into a little 4 inch tall jar and now my fingers hurt

Leather wax: exactly the same as above but 2:1 ratio of olive oil to beeswax. In a flat container

And then just rub the conditioner all over the leather, let it sit for at least ten minutes but ideally overnight, and rub off any excess. I like to put on another thing coat of conditioner to make sure everything looks even, but you don't really have to. I used my hands to apply the first coat, and then the cloth to remove and put on the second coat. Then apply a thin coat of wax, which I also used my hands for.

I was told to avoid the crease of the boot because the wax can make a white build up there which doesn't look great, but I figure that's where I need the most protection, because the boot is prone to cracking there, and if it makes a white build up I can just. Wipe it off with my hands

Benefits of using this: everything smells like honey now :D Boots are waterproof No more cracking!

Cons of using this: While I have heard that both beeswax and olive oil are great for leather, I haven't actually tried this recipe before, so grain of salt. Definitely worked for application purposes, I'll get back to you in six months about the long term moisture content of my boots

[abookishdreamer]

Character Intro: Sophia (Kingdom of Ichor)

Nicknames- Soso by her brother & girlfriend

Age- 33 (immortal)

Location- Little Athens, New Olympus

Personality- She's intelligent, analytical, confident, & ambitious. She loves actively pursuing knowledge. She's a lesbian and is currently dating.

She has the standard abilities of a goddess except shapeshifting. As the goddess of thought her other powers/abilities include telepathy, thought projection, mental manipulation (manipulating the minds of others by force or will), having an eidetic memory, and intelligence reduction.

Sophia's abode is a stylish brownstone in the Little Athens neighborhood of New Olympus. The interior design strikes the perfect balance between historic charm & modern elegance. There's a rooftop terrace with a small garden, dark oak flooring, and two ornate fireplaces. The color scheme is cream, royal blue, oxblood, & chocolate brown with wood countertops in the kitchen as well as lots of linen and leather furniture. Everything is immaculately organized.

She has a single pet, her animal companion being a she-dragon named Azurine. Most of her scales and wings are a dark cobalt while her claws, crest, & belly scales are bright copper. Azurine is Sophia's primary mode of transportation.

A go-to drink for her is tumeric tea which she brews herself. She likes to add a bit of honey and lemon juice to it. She also likes cranberry juice, hibiscus tea, homemade kale smoothies, mint infused water, champagne, martinis, & pinot grigio. Her usuals from The Roasted Bean is a medium iced green tea and an olympian sized mango orange splash.

Sophia always starts off her mornings with a session of acupuncture then a session with her masseuse.

Her immediate family includes her older brother Favian (god of philosophy). They have a close relationship with her bringing him meals she cooks. She secretly looks forward to their passionate conversations spanning many topics.

For breakfast her go-to is the whole wheat breakfast burrito from The Bread Box added with sliced avacado, extra spinach, and black olives. At home she'll settle for a bowl of rizogalo, a couple of lightly toasted & buttered onion bagels, or a big bowl of Earthly Harvest raisin crunch cereal.

The most notable feature of Sophia is her long, thick, curly, & glossy raven hair. She attributes the health of her hair to a homemade hair mask she makes (that she puts on her hair for an hour every month) made with tumeric, sweet potato, olive oil, manuka honey, mango pulp, and a few drops of the Glory's Crown healthy hair oil blend. Her other go-to product is the Hairology 2-in-1 eucalyptus & mint shampoo/conditioner.

A guilty pleasure for her the lamb gyros from Olympic Chef. She sometimes orders three or four at once!

She also loves the mandarin orange green salad (drizzled in poppy seed dressing) from The Bread Box.

Sophia' main source of income comes from being Headmistress at Polus Preparatory- a school for youngsters started by Coeus (Titan god of foresight, intellect, & knowledge). The school is in the state of Delphi, a nearly two hour ride on dragonback. She expects nothing short of excellence from her students and faculty. For other means of income she endorses/models for Threads of Wisdom (is a fan of the slingbacks and crossbody bags), Olive Visibly, & White Lily Gallery. She's also a contributing writer for O Dianooumenos.

Her favorite frozen treat is the red velvet cake ice cream waffle cone sundae from The Frozen Spoon.

Sophia's been dating her girlfriend Eikono (goddess of iconography & literature) for a few months and she really enjoys spending time with her. Their first date was an early evening stroll and picnic at Eaglepoint Park where she won Eikono over with her homemade macaroni salad. Whenever their schedules permit, they're always together. A moment of sheer bliss for Sophia is them laying in bed on a quiet lazy morning reading the paper & drinking tea.

Her mentor was Mnemosyne (Titaness of memory & language).

In the pantheon Sophia's friends with Iaso (goddess of cures & remedies), Neicus (god of debate & appeal), his sister Dimósia (goddess of debate), Mesembria (Bria) (goddess of the afternoon); despite the breakup with Favian, Sophrosyne (goddess of moderation, temperance, & restraint), Hesychia (goddess of quiet, stillness, rest, & silence), Pistis (goddess of trust, reliability, & good faith), Nomos (god of laws), Amphictyonis (Amy) (goddess of diplomacy), and Aletheia (goddess of truth). Sophia also admires all the accomplishments of Athena (goddess of wisdom). She also respects her girlfriend's father Logos (god of stories).

As an induction gift, she recieved a pair of designer heels which had a lined paper print design (along with a pencil themed strap) from Kéfi (goddess of mirth).

Sophia prefers wearing cologne than perfume, her favorite being REIGN, the most recent one from Zeus.

Her favorite dessert is the portokalopita from Hollyhock's Bakery.

In her free time Sophia enjoys reading, writing, poker, chess, yoga, doing crossword puzzles, football (soccer), cricket, tennis, going to museums, going to the opera, and visiting art galleries.

Her favorite meal is white rice with butter chicken.

"A being is but the product of their thoughts. What one thinks, one becomes."

[possumcollege]

If I smell like anything, I prefer it be this Lush conditioner I like that smells like honey and oranges. I like that it doesn't stick around long though since persistent manufactured scents drive me up the wall.

I love the smell of a campfire but only if it's from a real fire and I'd still rather it not follow me around forever.

That said, here are some of my most favorite smells.

- rain

- red cedar

- old leather

- hot sandy soil, like the top of a limestone ridge round noon with pines around

- damp moss

- gun oil

- fresh bread

- army surplus store (even though 70% of those smells are probably carcinogens)

- Obenauf's LP

- nail polish

- pumpkin patch

- autumn leaves

- tobacco barn/ machine shed (again with the carcinogens)

- first very cold days of Autumn/ Winter

- breakfast

also i dont mean "if you wear fragrance daily/regularly" cuz i dont, i just use them for stim purposes ANYWAYS i vote woody. if you have a hard time categorizing something (ie i think of patchouli as herbal but i guess it could be considered woody too?) just follow your heart

[fyrnox]

1. What is your favourite smell(s)?

2. What kind of shampoo/body wash do you use?

3. What kind of perfume do you use?

1) I hate sweet smells honestly so I’m much more of woody/smokey/incensey/spicy smells or just overall clean scents

2) for shampoo/conditioner I use a Japanese brand called &Honey which is very flowery for my taste but it’s good for my hair. Body wash idk the name of it but it’s like a body milk that smells clean and leaves my skin hella soft.

3) So my only real vice are perfumes. I do like to splurge on it cause I like to smell good and I have a very picky range of scents I like. I overall wear unisex or sometimes “men’s colognes” cause I don’t like overly feminine scents. I have a lot of Tom Ford (leather or oud), Diptique (oud, incense), Le Labo (black tea, ylang ylang), and some Arabic ones that are incense/oud/smokey/leathery. I guess they’d be considered “darker” scents and not everyone can pull them off but it’s a great feeling noticing someone take notice of how I smell and either them asking what I’m wearing or just seeing them inhale more. But hey at least I know once someone gets close enough to smell me they won’t forget that intoxicating scent for a good while

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{ REPOST/BOLD WHAT APPLIES TO YOUR MUSE }

BODY.

Short legs | Long legs | Average legs | Slender thighs | Toned thighs | Thick thighs | Muscular thighs | Skinny arms | Toned arms | Muscular arms | Soft arms | Toned stomach | Flat stomach | Flabby Stomach | Soft stomach | Six - pack | Beer belly | Lean frame | Beefy frame | Muscular frame | Voluptuous frame | Petite frame | Lanky frame | Flat ass | Toned ass | Bubble butt | Thick ass | Small waist | Thick waist | Narrow hips | Average hips | Wide hips | Big feet | Average feet | Small feet | Soft feet | Slender feet | Broad shoulders | Narrow shoulders | Average shoulders

HEIGHT 3'4" or less | 3'5" - 3'8" | 3'9" - 4'0" | 4'1″ - 4'4" | 4'5" - 4'8" | 4'9" to 5'0" | 5'1" - 5'4" | 5'5" - 5′8″ | 5′9" - 6′0" | 6'1" - 6′4″ | 6′5″ or taller

WEIGHT Less than 100lbs | 100–125lbs | 125–150lbs | 150–175lbs | 175-200lbs | 200–225lbs | 225–250lbs | 250–275lbs | 275–300lbs | 300–325lbs | 325–350lbs | More than 350lbs | Underweight | Healthy weight | Overweight

SKIN.

PALE. Fair. Rosy. Peachy. Gold. Olive. Dark. Tanned. Blotchy. Smooth (facial area). Acne. Dry. Greasy. Freckled. Scarred.

EYES.

Small. Large. Average. Grey. Brown. Black. Blue. Red. Green. Gold. Hazel. Doe-eyed. Almond. Close-set. Wide-set. Squinty. Monolid. Heavy eyelids. Upturned. Downturned. Deep set

HAIR.

Thin. Thick. Fine. Normal. Greasy. Dry. Soft. Shiny. Curly. Frizzy. Wild. Unruly. Straight. Smooth. Wavy. Floppy. Cropped. Pixie-cut. Short. Shoulder length. Back length. Waist length. Floor length. Buzz cut. Bald. Jaw length. Mohawk. White. Platinum blonde. Golden blonde. Dirty blonde. Ombre. Light brown. Mouse brown. Chestnut brown. Golden brown. Chocolate brown. Dark brown. Jet black. Ginger. Auburn. Dyed red. Dyed “Purple/Pink”. Streaked. Thin eyebrows. Average eyebrows. Thick eyebrows.

TATTOOS/PIERCINGS.

Full sleeve. Thigh tattoo. Shin tattoo. Wrist tattoo. Lower back tattoo. Hand/finger tattoo. Foot tattoo. Neck tattoo. Face tattoo. Chest tattoo. One tattoo. A few here and there. Multiple. No tattoo. Monroe piercing. Nose piercing. Septum. Nipple piercing(s). Industrial piercings. Earlobe piercing. Prince Albert piercing. eyebrow piercing(s). Tongue piercing(s). Lip piercing(s). Tragus piercing. Angel bites. Labret. Stretched out ears. Navel piercing. Inverse navel piercing. Cheek piercing(s). Smiley. Nape piercing(s). No piercings.

COSMETICS.

Light eyeliner. Heavy eyeliner. Cat eyes. Mascara. Fake eyelashes. Matte lipstick. regular lipstick. Lip gloss. Red lips. Pink lips. DARK LIPS. Bronzer. Highlighter. Eyeshadow. Neutral eyeshadow. Smoky eyes. Colorful eyeshadow Blush. Lipliner. Light contouring. Heavy contouring. Powder. Matte foundation. Shiny foundation. concealer. Wears make-up regularly. Wears make-up from time to time. Never wears make-up.

SCENT.

Floral. Fruity. Perfumes. Aftershave. Cocoa. Moisturizer Natural soap. Shampoo/Conditioner. Cigarettes. Leather. Sweat. Food. incense. Marijuana. Cologne. Whiskey. Wine. Fried food. Blood. Fire. Metal. Rain. Grass. Ocean. Autumn leaves. Baked bread. Freshly baked cookies. Smoke. Campfire. Lavender. Trees. Pumpkin Pie. Musk. Rose. Gingerbread. Peppermint. Oak. Honey. Lemon. Vanilla. Coffee Cake. Mint. Raw hyde.

CLOTHES.

Jeans. Tight pants. over-knee socks. Tights. Fishnets. Leggings. Yoga pants. Pencil skirt. tight skirt. Loose skirt. Tight/formfitting dress. CARDIGANS. BLOUSE. BUTTON UP SHIRT. Band-t-shirt. sports-t-shirt. sweatpants. Tank-top. Cut off t-shirt. Designer. HIGH STREET. Online stores. Thrift. Lingerie. Long skirt. MINISKIRT. Maxidress. Sun dress. Tie. Tuxedo. Cocktail dress. High-slit dress/skirt. T-shirt. Loose clothing. Tight clothing. Jean shorts. Sweather. Sweater vest. Khaki pants. Suit. HOODIE. Harem pants. Basketball shorts. Boxers. Briefs. Thong. Hotpants. Hisper panties. Bra. Sports bra. Crop top. Corset. Ballerina skirt. Leotard. Polka dot. Stripes. Glitter. Silk. Lace. Leather. Velvet. Chemise. Patterns. Florals. Neon colors. Pastels. Plaid.  Black. Dark colors. Fur. Faux fur.  

SHOES.

Sneakers. Slip ons. Flats. Slippers. Sandals. High heels. Kitten heels. ankle boots. Combat boots. Boots. Cowboy boots. Knee-high. Platforms. Stilettos. Bare feet. Loafers.

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[random-sape-stories]

INSOMNIA.

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A work of fiction. Do not emulate. Contains depictions of violence and sexual abuse and activity.

—

He tossed and turned in bed. For whatever reason, he just couldn’t sleep, and it frustrated him.

He got up and turned on his air conditioner, hoping that the cool air would cool him down, but minutes passed and he got restless.

He tried taking a shower. It seemed to work, as his body cooled off and he felt himself ease off as his warm naked body met the cool air of his air conditioned room. He lay in bed, naked, with no covers, and closed his eyes.

But after mere minutes that seemed like an eternity, his eyes shot open. Why was he still awake?

He put on his bedroom cloak and slippers, and went downstairs to the kitchen, grabbing a drink of water while he mulled his predicament. He leaned over his kitchen counter, trying to preoccupy his mind with the day’s newspapers, but the words and images, clear as they were, meant nothing to him.

As he sat frustrated at his kitchen, a thought came into his mind: if he couldn’t sleep, his basement bitch shouldn’t get to sleep too; after all, everything she had was a gift from him, and he could take that away at his whim.

He went down into the basement dungeon. His basement bitch was lying nude, secured by her ankles and wrists to her bed frame with padded handcuffs, but with a dingy old mattress to cushion her back. Heavily darkened ski goggles and thick ear muffs prevented her from perceiving her surroundings via sight or sound. A catheter ran into her urethra, while her mouth had a customized plug gag with a small tube attached to a faux IV bag with a drip feeder.

He admired her boyish like body. Her trimmed shoulder length honey brown hair. Her small perky tits, barely qualifying her chest as a lady’s. Her shaved camel toe cunt. She lay there almost completely still, her chest rising and dipping just barely noticeably. She looked like she was sleeping; perfect for tormenting.

He got to work, preparing her torment while she slept. Pulleys, ropes, bars and other bondage implements were set up, while she slept soundly, oblivious to her impending suffering.

Having set everything up, he gently undid her handcuffs, unattached the IV hose from its bag, unattached the catheter hose from its bedpan and clamped it shut, and secured her ankles to the spreader bar. Then with a swift move, he flipped her over, and secured her wrists behind her back with a set of leather restraints.

As she groggily stirred at the physical disturbance, he deftly removed her ski goggles and ear muffs, and dragged her off the mattress and bed, onto the floor. Her head landed hard on the floor, jolting her awake yet disorienting her at the same time. Her head felt like it had been hit by a truck, while she struggled to regain her focus.

He dragged her by her leg-bound spreader bar, to a pulleyed rope, and hoisted her up by the leg-bound spreader bar, leaving her hanging upside down. The surge of blood to her head made her headache throb harder, yet gave her the clarity to realize her situation.

He lowered her so that her face was at his crotch, secured the ropes, then removed the gag from her mouth. She looked at his engorged throbbing dick; she knew what she had to do, unpleasant as it was. She opened her mouth.

He didn’t even wait for her to try to reach out to his dick using her neck, mouth and tongue; he grabbed the side of her head, and roughly rammed his dick down her throat. She gagged on his dick, coughing out syrupy saliva that ran down her eyes and forehead, and glazed her dangling hair.

As abruptly as he had started mouth fucking her, he stopped, and withdrew his dick. Her upper face and hair were covered in a mix of his pre-cum and her saliva. Satisfied with his handiwork, he went to the ropes and lowered her until her buttocks were at his crotch level, leaving her body oddly slumped on the floor.

He circled her, like a lion eyeing its dying prey, as she looked at him pensively, still drinking in air. Coming to a mental conclusion, he approached her from the front. He toyed her pussy lips and asshole rim with his finger, before putting two fingers into her pussy, and fingering her. She moaned softly, and her body betrayed her by moistening her pussy with her own pre-cum. He lifted his two fingers, wet with pre-cum, and licked them, savoring the taste of an aroused slut.

He then eyed her asshole, and noticed her ass cheeks. He never realized how tight her ass was. Her ass was small, but now he was starting to realize and appreciate how neatly small and perky her ass was. They were like small firm bubbles, not big, but just right. He may not have been an ass guy before, but he could definitely start appreciating this fine ass of his basement bitch.

Using his hands to pry her ass cheeks slightly apart, he aimed his now engorged dick for her asshole. Meanwhile, she looked up as he towered over her, and she grew terrified as she saw his dick swell from its semi flaccid rest state into the monster that she had come to fear every time it made its appearance. She took deep breaths to brace herself for what was to come.

He violently rammed his now fully erect dick into her asshole, and she responded with a scream. He looked down, and put his foot over her neck, turning her scream into desperate gasping and fruitless trashing. Her ass sphincter muscles instinctively tightened onto his penis. He groaned in pleasured as he half-withdrew his dick from her asshole, before ramming it back in once more, seeking to go even deeper than before.

As he continued ramming his dick into her asshole, he saw her face turning bright red, as she struggled between trying to scream, and breathing, with his foot firmly on the front of her neck. He pressed his foot down harder, and was rewarded with her ass sphincters tightening even more around his dick. He increased the ferocity of his ramming, and soon, he exclaimed triumphantly as he ejaculated into her asshole.

He withdrew his dick from her asshole, taking much effort to pull his dick out of her now vice-like anus. He took his foot off her neck, went to the ropes, and hoisted her up so that her face was at his crotch once again. As she drank in the air like a gasping goldfish, he stuck his dick, still covered in semen and ass juice, into her gaping mouth, grabbed her head by its sides, and proceeded to violently mouth fuck her upside down. As he did so, he looked as her asshole, and was pleased to see how her asshole was like a stuffed doughnut, semen visible from the outside, but gravity kept it in, a fitting souvenir for a slut like her.

He continued mouth fucking her until he jerked suddenly, ejaculating a second time. He let the mixture of her saliva, his semen, and the trace bits of her ass nice, drool down her eyes, forehead, and dangling hair.

Seeing that her crotch was just nicely positioned at his face, he decided that his basement bitch could use a slutty reward. He gently pried open her pussy lips, and started licking the clitoral pearl in the middle. Although she seemingly hung upside down in a daze, her body responded to the stimulation by wettening her pussy. He savored the pussy nectar, and continued to eat her pussy, attacking both her clitoris and her vagina, licking them and play biting her pussy lips and clit pearl.

While she remained silent, her eyes rolled back and her mouth gaped open in a silent scream of pleasure, as she was unable to deny the ecstasy that he was giving to her.

Satisfied with the slutty cunt nectar he had tasted, he noticed how her catheter was still stuck inside her urethra; he had conveniently pushed it aside while attacking her pussy, and now it would serve as a tool to bring her back to her miserable reality. He unclamped the catheter, and sucked hard on it, drawing out the urine inside her bladder, and collapsing it from the vacuum of nothing inside it.

She shot back into consciousness at the unpleasant sensation of her bladder having collapsed from his catheter sucking action, and craned her neck to try to look up at him through her cum-clouded vision. He pried her asshole open, and gently drooled the urine into her asshole, before letting go and allowing her asshole to seal itself with his cum and her urine inside. He then went aside to get a swig of water, rinsing his mouth, before spitting the water onto her in a fine spray, coating her nude body in a sheen.

He squatted in front of her, wielding a pair of wired crocodile clips, and clipped one clip onto each of her nipples. She winced in pain, but she knew the worst was yet to come. Standing up, he forcefully yanked out her catheter from her urethra, to which she responded with a yelp. He then took a bullet vibrator, and shoved it into her urethra. He slapped some electro-stim pads onto her ass cheeks, and slapped her ass hard, to which she yelped once more.

He squatted down in front of her once more, wondering how he should shut her slut mouth. While he did contemplate forcing water down her throat, it was too troublesome to do so. Looking down at his dick, he realized that it was still covered in some of his semen, and possibly her ass juice. He got some wet wipes, gave his dick a good cleaning, and then shoved the now dirty wet wipes into her mouth, before taking a roll of duct tape and gagging her with a long strip of tape tightly across her half closed mouth that was almost overflowing with soiled wet wipes.

He dragged his lazy chair over, and placed the electro shock control box next to it, on top of a small tall stool. Switching it on, he plugged in the various wires and fiddled with the settings, and then watched as the box did its job. Random electric shocks assaulted her nipples through the crocodile clips, each of varying voltage, while electrical impulses of varying strengths stimulated her ass cheek muscles, causing uncomfortable uncontrolled spasms. Meanwhile, the bullet vibrator in her urethra stimulated her, letting her have a fleeting taste of an orgasm. She screamed through the layers of soiled wet wipes, mostly due to her pain, but very slightly due to her pleasure too.

He then sat down and laid back on the lazy chair. Taking up a pellet gun loaded with water gel pellets, he took random potshots at her body, aiming particularly for her abdomen, her tits, and her ass.

Eventually, the combination of his fatigue, her muffled screams, her enacted agony, and his potshots, lulled him into a slumber upon his lazy chair, while she suffered in front of him, kept awake by the constant electric shocks, electro stimulations, and vibrating orgasms.

Hours later, he woke up. He checked his phone, and found that it was almost noon. She was silent as of this point, having expended all her energy in her screams, her involuntary muscle spasms, and her orgasms. Her face was a fatigued display of pain; even constant orgasms were a torture. Welts had formed where the high impact water gel pellets had hit her.

He smiled at her suffering. A basement bitch should never live better than her master. He turned off the vibrator and electro shocks and stims. He then plugged her ass with a butt plug, to keep his gift to her inside.

Lowering her to the floor, he dragged her to a wall, where he clapped a metal neck collar onto her, then attached it to a chain, and attached that chain to a ring on the wall. He undid the duct tape gag, took a hose, and rinsed her mouth out; she was too tired to try to fight back or protest.

He then replaced the plug gag, and reattached it to a faux IV bag through a drip feeder; it won’t do him any good if she got dehydrated.

He left her bound and fatigued dazed, as he left the basement dungeon, and went to wash him, and get himself a meal. His insomnia was sated for now, and that would teach his basement bitch not to get a good night’s rest before her master did so.

[finoracarcarepune]

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