#body nectars

[honeytonedhottie]

all about fragrance⋆.ೃ࿔*:･🗒️🍬

i have been so excited to make this post cuz i've been nerding out about fragrances a LOT lately and i've rly just wanted an excuse to yap about it, SO this is everything that i know currently about fragrance…💬🎀

THE STRUCTURE OF FRAGRANCE ;

ok so before we start layering lets understand the STRUCTURE of fragrance. its important to know the structure of a fragrance so that if u want to create ur own scent, you can reference the information. ALSO super helpful if ur into combining scents and layering them like i am. so a fragrance is composed three layers (notes) theres the

top note : initial scents when u first apply or smell a fragrance

middle (heart) notes : these notes emerge once the top notes dissipate (typically lasting 15 minutes-60 minutes) this is the CORE of the fragrance and last for several hours

base notes : the finale, finishing scents and they linger the longest. this is what gives ur fragrances RICHNESS, essentially the backbone of the fragrance

HOW TO LAYER ;

so to layer ur fragrances begin by applying the most dominant scent. typically the stronger scents have strong base notes. then layer with lighter scents. the lighter scents have more prominent top and middle notes.

a little goes a long way with layering. i usually wear lots of perfume but when layering i hold back a bit cuz im already adding lots of fragrances so i dont need to do too much yk?…💬🎀

to create a more subtle blend apply the lighter fragrances onto different pulse points OR simply apply the lighter scents directly over the heavier ones

remember to experiment with different fragrances and adjust to ur liking. thats the FUN PART. making up ur own combos and ur own unique scents is so so much fun. its a personal process. take notes in ur doll handbook on how the scents evolve over time and how they interact with ur skin specifically.

THE POWER OF A NEUTRAL BASE ;

a neutral base is like the FOUNDATION upon which other fragrances are built. it helps ur scents to not clash together and all together keep u from smelling a mess. it keeps everything more balanced so once ur out of the shower make sure to moisturize with something unscented.

another thing on moisturizing UR SCENT ISNT GONNA LAST IF U HAVE DRY ASS SKIN so make sure to moisturize and make sure that ur skin is hydrated before u apply anything…💬🎀

HOW TO MAKE SCENTS LAST LONGER ;

♡ use some aquaphor/vaseline on ur skin wherever ur gonna put ur perfume (a little goes a long way)

♡ dont forget to apply ur scents on ur legs + behind ur neck cuz scent travels UP so when u walk by your scent will follow you

[izharmilgram]

u versus the victorian vampire that emerged from ur cupboard (harrymort au)

[ghostowlattic]

botanicals

[rimouskis]

so I've gotten into perfume

[y2kbeautyandother2000sstuff]

Bath and Body Works Classics Peach Nectar Refreshing Shower Gel and Body Splash

mid 1990s-2002

Shower gel found on Ebay, user tokenmylove-6

Body splash found on Ebay, user mscarriee

[arche0ps]

Do pikmin even get hungry?

Necterr ..... (🔴🔴)? Sipssip???? Yessss ...

[godnectar]

yes! just not sure which one and I will probably ask my teach to make sure my decision is right since i started learning not long ago

rest as much as you need to! i hope the gym was fun tho :D

I mean– if there was a pink hello kitty themed one, I 100% know which one I'd go for, but yk 🥴 still wish u the best luck with it, bub!!

[singofus-a]

@nectaric asked: "Hermes!" Athena was glowing - literally - her joy so strong it could not even be contained by godly flesh. This was the first morning she had looked in the mirror and truly seen a difference in her appearance since she had first emerged a goddess all those years ago. She beamed - a rare sight for the stoic goddess of wisdom - and bounced on her toes. "I've been taking estrogen for a long while now. Can you see the difference? Can you?"

unprompted ask | Always Accepting

Hermes paused mid-rummage in his satchel, arm inside the bag all the way to the shoulder, as his sister came bounding over. It threw him for a second, seeing her so full to the brim with happiness. A sight he'd seen all too rarely, even despite his best efforts sometimes.

He straightens up and dumps his satchel to the floor, tapping his chin with his thumb he gives a long, dramatic 'hmmm'.

"Well first of all, I've never seen you do that -" He gestures to her bouncing demeanor, but really can't help his own smile. This had been a long time coming for her, of course she was gonna celebrate! And maybe that even meant a party! Maybe.

"But anyway," He begins to slowly walk around her, peering in dramatically close to her and lifting a single hair of hers to his eyes as if examining its molecules. All the while 'hmming' and 'aah'ing, before he finally stands before her again wearing a positively academic neutrality.

"Well, from my examinations...yes!" His grin returns again. "I actually really can. I already said a while ago about your skin texture, but this time you're even filling your clothes differently, I can see it. Chest, hips, thighs maybe...it's all coming together, dear sister! I'm real happy for you. What are we doing to celebrate? I was thinking we get a few board games, a few decks of cards, a few barrels of wine..."

"Oh! No wait I've got it, we should go shopping, online if you want, to get you more clothes to show off the bod!"

[transgaysex]

laying down feels fucking sexual after moving heavy shit around for 5 hours in a row

[a-night-at-the-masquerade]

slimeboy bartender who forgot who the drink he’s making is for and asks the room "ooze drink is this?"

it's mine, i believe! it's the one that's orange/magenta and syrupy. just like me.

[queercoded-disney-villain]

I’m overdosing on Will Wood music

[dirusflor]

HI I THOUGHT OF SOMETHING

Okay so y'know how Garangolm's armor has the skill "spiribird's call" or something like that??? where it basically makes random spiribirds pop up to say hi to you

CONSIDER. Spriribirds just randomly flying up to Garangolm!Albedo to say hi..... ;o;

OH MY GOD.

[dragonsholygrail]

Ghost bf craves more than anything to taste the nectar that gushes from your folds whenever he brings you to orgasm. The fact that he can’t ingest anything that’s not on his physical plane slowly brings him to feel as if he is dying all over again. Your essence so close and yet unreachable.

He refuses to give up, pumping load after load into your sloppy wet cunt. He grits his teeth, staring at the wet sheets under you in envy. The way they so easily soak up your glorious release. He doesn’t stop as he fucks his cock into you, watching you arch off the bed like a woman possessed.

His hand makes contact with your clit and you jolt, pleasurable goosebumps trailing down your legs. Your body seizes, exploding around his ghost cock just as he releases another hefty load inside of you.

Your bf doesn’t hesitate to slip out of you, leaving you to hiss at the faint stinging sensation. Your pussy fluttering closed now that his invisible length left you. His hands push against your soft thighs and you see them spreading wider in what appears to be all on their own.

A moan rips out of you, a much smaller pressure gliding between your puffy lips. Your ghost bf laps at your pussy, his spirit aching for just one taste of your sweetness.

“Wait…” you croak out, legs shaking. This being the umpteenth time he’s repeated this cycle, giving you an idea what of what he wants and is not getting.

When you don’t feel what you assume is his tongue a moment later, you weakly rise onto your elbows. Despite being spent, pleasure swirls in your gut as you watch his spectral-cum ooze out of you.

Reaching down you whimper at the sparks of over sensitivity as you move your fingers through your folds in small circles, mixing your release with his. Your breathing picks up, the sight more erotic than you can admit. But you can feel yourself growing wetter and you can only imagine your bfs smug expression.

“That should work, right?” You ask into your seemingly empty bedroom, not expecting an answer as always.

A moment later you feel that pressure return, a gasp escaping your lips. Your bf slowly licks at your combined cum. His own musk crashes into his tastebuds and for a moment that’s all he tastes. But then, as if the door to the afterlife has finally been opened he tastes the most heavenly flavor as it coats his tongue.

Ghost bf moans, the sound moving through the wind and sending a shiver up your spine. You chuckle lightly but you quickly choke on it as your bf returns full force, happily slobbering up every last drop of cum he can find. His cock already prepped to do this all again.

[lilislegacy]

something i feel like we don’t talk about nearly enough is the fact that percy is healed by water.

it’s so normal to us because it’s one of the first abilities we discovered he has. and it makes complete sense. but like… he’s the only demigod with that ability. jason doesn’t get healed by a gust of wind. hazel doesn’t get healed if she touches a diamond. nico doesn’t get healed if a skeleton gives him a hug. annabeth doesn’t get healed if she walks into a library.

like percy could be stabbed in the chest multiple times, he could break every bone in his body, he could be slammed in the head resulting in a crushed skull and hemorrhaging, but get him to some water fast enough and not only is he good as new in no time, but he’s stronger and freshly rejuvenated.

it’s insane when you think about it. no one else can do that. do you know how hard it is to kill percy? even if he’s not near the ocean, he can be healed by rivers and lakes and streams and ponds and all sorts of water sources. water recharges him. it makes him immediately stronger.

that’s a huge reason why i argue percy is the most powerful demigod. yes, he’s shown he has incredible super strength and super speed. yes, he’s a legendary sword fighter - arguably the best one alive. yes, he has control over air, land, and sea. (deadly hurricanes with heavy winds and thunder and lightning, huge volcanic eruptions, earthquakes, tsunamis, floods, etc.) yes, he’s capable of mass destruction. yes he can single handedly cause natural disasters and mass casualties. and yes, he’s capable of controlling people’s bodily fluids, including their blood and saliva. he is terrifying

but even if someone manages to beat him, he dips one toe in some water and he’s immediately healed and even stronger than before. whether the injury is internal and external. he’s healed all on his own. no ambrosia or nectar or external remedies necessary.

guys. percy is insane. he’s way overpowered.

and i love it.

[y2kbeautyandother2000sstuff]

Bath and Body Works Peach Nectar Pillar Candle

1990s

Found on Ebay, user Lucysbargaincave

[amaranthinespirit]

blue collar or cowboy!simon riley who would fuck you in the bed of his truck

simon was always out working so hard all day, coming home with dirt caked on his clothes. you'd have to scold him when he would track mud through the house—that you had just cleaned from whenever he came in yesterday.

he'd grovel, pressing kisses to the bare skin of your shoulder, the well-worn, holed shirt you stole from him slipping off your frame. muttering promises between each press of his lips further up your neck, along your jaw.

who are you to resist?

and who is he to either?

your pants pooled at your ankles, shirt hiked up your back and drooping off one shoulder. your inner thighs are slick and glistening with arousal and saliva.

a rough hand pushes down on your back, further squishing your chest into the hard metal of his truck bed, another grasping firmly at the fat of your backside where simon's face is lapping at your dripping cunt.

soft mewls cry from your lips, hands reaching back to grasp as his head, fingers tangling through the shirt locks of dirty blond. he only grunts in response—sorry, luvie, he's in heaven.

your legs are trembling, knees threatening to buckle under you with three orgasms already coaxed out of you on his tongue alone, milking you of your sweet, slick nectar.

your quiet, strained cries do nothing, but aid the tightness in his dirtied jeans, his cock oozing arousal in his boxers, dampening the fabric beyong his zipper. every involuntary shift of his hips causes more friction and tension with the denim, sending a groan throughout your pussy.

his noises vibrate against your pussy, shocking your overstimulated, and oversensitive, clit. all you can do is cry out as he pushes himself deeper, closer. his tongue is merciless, selfish as he threatens to swallow you whole.

at this point, you're begging for relent, repeated pleas of his name falling from your lips as the familiar heat builds in your tummy, and you writhe under his hands. the cold metal turning warm under you as it digs into your skin.

everything becoming overstimulating as the world begins to spin, jaw going slack, saliva pooling in your mouth as it threatens to spill over your swollen lips.

tears are streaming down your flushed face, your hair is frizzy and eyes are practically rolling to the back of your head as yet another release washes over you, sending a shudder through your body.

simon finally pulls his face away from the heaven between your thighs, not without flattening his tongue over your cunt for a last taste.

the lower half of his face glistening, coated in your juices, he desperately licks his lips to savor it. as he stands up from his position, his hand on your back pushes you back down onto the bed of his truck.

"n't done, luvie, be'a gud girl 'nd stay still," he kneaded the flesh of your backside, groaning at the sight in front of him.

his hands meet your hips, pulling you back on his clothed erection. a small yelped wince escapes your lips at the friction against your sensitive cunt. your frayed nerves against the harsh material that soaks up your arousal and previous releases.

you whine as he rocks his hips slowly, grunting as he watches the material dampen so easily before he pulls away from your hips.

his movements are hasty, not wasting any more time as he barely undoes his belt and zipper, freeing his heavy cock from the constraints of his jeans.

he whines softly at the warmth of your puffy, swollen folds as he rubs his cockhead up and down your pussy before catching your slit.

he groans at the tightness that welcomes him, the slick, clamping, spongy walls that pulse around his dick almost milks him of every last drop of sperm that fills his heavy balls.

your voice is hoarse, almost gone by the time his cokc is sheathed in you, his cockhead brushing your cervix as you feel the precum oozing from his slit. you can feel every prominent vein of his cock against your spongy walls, they're practically ingrained in you, your pussy molded to take his dick.

a creamy, white circle forms at the base of his cock as he forces his entire length inside, his girthy dick stretching your weeping pussy with loud, lewd squelches.

he doesn't give you time—he's selfish tonight, unapologetically so because luvie, he didn't track any dirt through the house! this is him rewarding himself for being so good! you can't discourage that, can you?

it isn't long until your backside is red, his hips pistioning into your sopping cunt, the sight of your slick pussy swallowing his red, angry cock so needily, sucking him in so desperately and clamping around him was addicting, and the feel even more so. his pace isn't nice, it's mean, and relentless, and bruising.

"fuck, lovie, couldn' wait t'hav ya," he whined in your ear, his cock drilling into your tight hole as he nipped at your earlobe. calloused, rough and dirty hands kneading the fat of your ass, a sharp slap to your skin causing it to turn even more flushed and red as he fucked himself stupid.

he was pussy-drunk, drool dripping from his cracked, dry lips onto the expanse of your shoulder. he'd press lewd, wet kisses against your supple skin, adding to the trails of saliva that pooled from his lips.

you'd have bruises the shape of his fingers on your ass for days, maybe even a week after, because of how hard his hands grasp your backside, pulling you back onto his cock as he milks himself dry.

"need t'fill y'r pussy, baby," his voice comes out a low, rough whine, despite the heavy grasp and force he exerts, "fuck, 's all f'me, ain't it?"

he'd always make sure to put dirt on the floors if it meant making it up to you by stuffing his face between your thighs.

or, making sure to kick off his boots outside the door if it meant rewarding himself like this, again, and again, and again.