#but i liked smellling it

[sir-loinofbeef]

to something i lost a long time ago

[fridayvelvet]

Promoting The Auditors on tvn

[deadtiredghost]

It do be canon tho.

[unsettlingcreature]

Sometimes I think I'm actually doing pretty well mentally until something happens and I start shutting down again

[softcryz]

EEECYSTATIC PATHAWAYSRUNAWAY FLOOD MY MINDD OVERSTIMUALTIONMAKES ME FEEL LIKE I'M ALIVE

[clarabowmp3]

Yknow I get the whole ‘college students dress like homeless ppl’ thing but also dressing up for uni is like my one therapeutic activity a day so

[whereisthedamndaddymanual]

It's all very impressive

I still find myself asking what the fuck are we, but in a nice curious fashion, with room to breathe

[knightoflove]

I wish I did impulsive buying for myself whenever I’m upset

Instead I bought some tea and a nice strainer for Lady Cerridwen bc I have to stop burning incense.

Which, in a way, IS impulsive buying for myself I suppose.

[averinna]

People acting like if a matriarchy existed it would be like in barbie... Lol

[infinitywrites]

I Didn't Expect You ~ Conrad Fisher

(Part 2) (Masterlist)

gif credit @henryofwales

synopsis: Y/N never expected it to be the summer that everything changed. Conrad, Belly and Steven were all dealing with the consequences of recent break ups while Jeremiah's wasn't acting like himself. Susannah was undergoing treatment that provided unpredictable health results and kept her loved ones on the edge of tragedy. Had they drained the well of the magic of Cousin's beach? Or could something new fulfil it again?

warnings: multichapter slow burn, warnings will update with every chapter, timeline is post SEASON 2 with changes, Susannah is sick, Belly is heartbroken, Jere is bitter, Conrad is struggling, everyone swears, Laurel/Cleveland, Belly and YN briefly critique their bodies but the focus is ultimately positive

word count: 2,275

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Is it cool that I said all that?

Is it too soon to do this yet?

'Cause I know that it's delicate

Isn't it, isn't it, isn't it?

This summer there was no one to greet us when we pulled up at the beach house. It was quiet but the beauty of Cousin's Beach and the house itself was as overwhelming on first glance as it had always been. Maybe the sky seemed filled with a few more clouds, darker even without someone to remind the boys that the Conklin-Parks had arrived. Either way, Steven and Belly didn't seem to notice and were already grabbing their bags and bickering about who had their house key handy.

"Do you think we're the first ones here?" I asked as I walked up slowly to the property to look for signs of life.

Belly was by your side in moments, "No, Jere said he was picking up Rosie's for lunch. He should be here somewhere. They were supposed to get here a little early to make sure Susannah was all set up with…everything." I just nodded and watched her walk to the door with the key. It wasn't surprising that she didn't mention Conrad.

Belly had already vented her nerves about coming at all after her breakup with Conrad at Prom. I didn't blame her and assured her I'd be right by her side no matter what happened or what was said. Belly and Conrad grew up together just like the rest of us and if no one else would make sure a failed romance wasn't going to ruin that forever, I definitely was. They hadn't talked since and I promised I'd help her fix it and I would. Conrad would be reasonable about it whether he liked it or not. I was always a fixer, the Mom friend if you will, and there was no reason this could be fixed.

Last summer when I saw it brewing between them I couldn't help but worry. Of course, I wanted Belly to have what she'd always wanted but could Conrad really return her feelings of adoration and worship the same way? Apparently yes, for the six months they were together at least. But it had been three months since the breakup and I knew I had to do everything I could to refocus the group into supporting each other. There had been too much drifting and it broke my heart. Despite life changes causing difficulty in the planning of it all, everyone had agreed to come back to Cousin's for the 4th at Susannah's request so that was a great start. She would have insisted on the whole summer if she'd had the energy but it was time to accept that some things would just never be the same again. We were barely children anymore and the summers were going to change.

"Y/N! Come on, Jere's got apple cinnamon for you!" Steven called out to me from the open front door.

As soon as I entered the house, the smell washed over me, my shoulders sagging in relief and the comfort of finally being here and smellling that smell brought me. The greetings were quieter when I walked into the familiar kitchen full of people I loved most, just like pulling up to the house but that was okay too. Jeremiah squeezed me just as tight as he always had even if he didn't shout my name and lift me off your feet. This wasn't even the whole gang of people who'd been through hell and back the last year but we were all here. All coming back for Susannah's favourite holiday.

The pressure I put on this last summer before I moved halfway across the country to start my freshman year at Stanford wasn't fair to anyone, especially myself but it felt like the end of an era. With Susannah's health changing everyday, I wasn't sure if it could ever be the same again. Was the magic gone? And if so, could it ever come back again? The test would be when the house was full and the party planning was in full force. Susannah would put us all to work and everything would feel normal again even just for a little while.

"What the--Ohmigod!" I spun around and used my hands to block the cold water drops spraying all over me. "Fuck you too, cretin," I said glaring at the shit-eating grin standing in black surfing gear that awaited me.

Conrad has snuck up behind me during small talk and shook his shaggy soaked hair into the back of my exposed neck. "Always a pleasure Y/N, " he finally said, nodding without looking in my direction again and focusing on greeting the other new arrivals.

I was happy to see a short but sweet acknowledgement between him and Belly and she didn't even look like she wanted to die after so maybe this wouldn't be as hard as I thought. Laurel showed up last, announcing her presence at the door and warning everyone not to embarrass her in front of Cleveland. It was a surprise but a happy one and I knew instantly that Susannah was going to lose her mind in the best way. Conrad mentioned that she would sleep until dinner around 6pm so don't be late.

The boys made plans that didn't interest me or Belly and just as I thought they were leaving I saw Jeremiah pause and look at the guys with intent. Belly was always quick on the uptake and tried to protest but the tradition held strong. The boys celebrated a successful throw that had poor Belly flailing in the air so long it felt like slo mo and this time none of them fell for her tricks and got pulled into the pool after her. Not even me, though I should have when I felt bad for a moment, held my hand out and walked towards the edge of the pool in her direction. Conrad was quicker and scooped me right up off my feet from behind, just in time to escape Belly's trap as I gasped at the realization.

"You wouldn't! I didn't throw you in!"

"Yeah, and you didn't try stop them either!" But even in her feigned anger she was chuckling as she swam to the ladder.

After the shock left my body, I joined the boys in hysterical laughter. Conrad was still holding me tight but he must have lost his balance as I crashed to the ground on top of him. He was still in a fit, only uttering the occasional "ow" which spurred on more giggles that infected everyone else. I got myself together before he did and had to pry his surprisingly strong, wiry arms from my waist to be able to stand again.

"My god, you're like a world's tallest spider monkey." I was trying to give him shit but but the sight of him giggling on the ground made him look like a sweet toddler.

That helped sober him a little, "You love it...besides I saved your ass. You should be thinking up ways to thank me." I only caught his smirk after brushing the grass off my clothes but it was enough to stop me in my tracks and stare him down.

"Yeah, I'll get right on that." This was ridiculous and everyone was listening to the two of us– but no, we'd always done this. This was the root of the relationship I'd always had with the oldest Fisher brother. He riled me up and I gave him shit. Simple. "Let me know if you have any special requests," I said over my shoulder as I headed back inside.

"Good idea! I'll text you!" He was yelling now, the idiot, but it was still making the boys laugh so the final word would be Conrad's this time. I could have sworn I'd heard him mumble about how uptight I could be and I was rolling my eyes as I met Belly in the hallway with an exasperated smile that she shared.

Conrad Fisher and I had never been the closest of the group, always seeming to piss each other off in one way or another as kids. Susannah had said that our personalities clashed and that it was a great challenge to overcome as we matured. Anyone would say that both of us were still working on the maturely overcoming it part. It's not like I thought he was a bad guy; he was my friend no matter what, someone who knew me better than most without even trying. If I set a hard boundary he was the first to listen, respect it and make sure everyone else did too while also being the one to lay into me if I screwed up somehow or rib me to death for acting stupid. It was infuriating at worst and addictive at best so I never judged Belly's undying admiration. He was always the leader of the group as the oldest and that came with a certain power that I later realized was also responsibility. Sometimes he knew what I needed even before I did. It was eerie, that sixth sense he had. He was actually pretty damn good at taking care of everyone so sometimes I even let him take care of me too. If Conrad was the fearless leader then Belly was the baby and while he made it look easy taking care of everyone else, I always knew how to take extra special care of her.

The two of you headed upstairs to the room you shared. It originally had a double bed for Belly but Susannah quickly changed it to two singles side by side the second summer you visited. Belly and I liked our tradition of unpacking first; it felt like being at our second home where everything had a place.

"So...how was it?"

I could hear Belly rolling her eyes before she even spoke. "Okay, it could have been worse. I thought he wouldn't even speak to me."

"Why wouldn't he speak to you?"

"Because the last thing he said to me was that he could never give me what I wanted and that I deserved better." She was frustrated as she said it and I couldn't help but sigh.

"I mean, there are worse things to say when you're breaking up with someone..."

"Y/N!"

"What? I'm sorry! It doesn't mean you aren't allowed to be hurt, I'm just saying at least he wasn't a jerk about it." I shrugged and put my pile of new pajamas in the bottom drawer.

Belly paused and turned to look at me, "He said he was sorry it happened that night but he didn't want to be angry at us anymore. Not even me, Y/N, but us."

I got up and went to stroke her arm in a soothing rhythm, "It wasn't fair how it happened but you said you could feel it coming."

Her eyes start to shine with unshed tears, "I thought it was Susannah...I didn't think it could just be me..." When her pretty brown eyes closed the tears ran down her cheeks but she didn't break down, she didn't sob. She just took a deep, steadying breath as her body shifted underneath my hand.

"Hey, it wasn't you, it was him. Look at you, it couldn't have been you, you're stunning!" I shook her shoulders as her lips turned up at the corners. "Absolute perfection! Come here and see." I guided Belly towards the full length mirror on the corner of the room and planted her right in front of it. "Now, I know you thought Conrad was Prince Charming and you'd live happily ever after but fairytales aren't real. But this volleyball bod is." I smacked her butt to make my point and snap her out of her gloomy daze.

"Oh! You're so ridiculous they need to invent a new word–" Hearing her giggle was always a joy because Belly giggled without a hint of shame.

"I'm not finished! I know a breakup can kill your confidence a bit and I need you to look at yourself and really see what you're bringing to the table this hot girl summer."

Even through a big smile she shook her head, "God no, you are so embarrassing."

"I mean, come on, tight ass already acknowledged, newish boobs that are perfectly perky as ever and the prettiest smile on the face of the planet! You can have any boy you want, Isabel Conklin!"

Belly's smile fell a bit as and twisted and turned in the mirror. "You don't think my shoulders are kinda...broad?"

I hung my head as the patience exited my body with a slump. "You're actually insane. Some of us have real problems like cellulite on our thighs and an ass that doesn't fit in most jeans."

"Oh, shut up! Steven told me Frankie and those guys call you 'the ass that won't quit'."

"Belly, I'm not sure that's a compliment." I didn't hate the nickname as long as they didn't say it to my face but I still wasn't sure it meant good things.

"You're delulu, Y/N. Okay, we gotta stop. You're right. Hot girl summer with me and my cousin in Cousin's!" She grabbed my hand and started shifting her feet like we were about to have an impromptu dance party.

I covered my face with my hands and stifled a giggle at the silly phrase, "I fucking hate when you start that shit..." And just like I expected, as my chuckle became a belly laugh, my baby cousin turned on the Bluetooth speaker in my room and we danced out all the pent up heartbreak, nerves, grief and leftover stress and sent it back home where it belonged.

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Author's note: I promise there is so much Conrad and romance coming up even if it wasn't much in this chapter! I hope you stick with me if you saw the potential. So much of this story was inspired by fics I've read in the last few weeks and this is my thank you! Reply with comments and let me know if you wanna be added to my taglist. If you'd like to ask me about any upcoming chapter warnings you wanna be warned of ahead of time (angst? 18+ smut?) then come visit my blog with any questions and I'll be happy to answer!

[faghubby]

Camp Happy part 3

please read 1 and 2 first

"Mom" Ms Stephanie called out as we walked in the house.

"Mom, we're home" she called out again.

"I guess she not here" Stephanie said. "Come I want to show you" as She grabbed my hand and led me to our room. She then turned and looked at me. "Paulie sit down" her giddy mood changed to one of concern.

"I want you to know somethings. I didn't know, maybe that's not quite it. I sent you to camp because I thought it would help you understand me better. We could get along better." Her hand patted my knee.

"I didn't know you had this inside you, I found your domme porn. After I sent you. And when I read your survey that had you fill out when you arrived. Some things I knew, others I kinds guessed but other things I would of never thought." She ran her hand thru my hair.

"What I am trying to say is, I love you. And you can tell me anything" Ms Stephanie told me.

"I um didn't know myself" I wimpered

"Tell me what you like about,, I don't know anything" she motioned her hand up and down.

"Panties" I said "I feel submissive they remind me it's okay to be submissive" I confessed.

"Did I push to hard when I had you get the tattoo?" Stephanie asked.

"Yes, and No" I replied. "I dyed my hair pink so people would see me for what I am. You helped me close the door from hiding again' I told her. Ms Stephanie hand now massaged my thigh.

"You know I have to ask about the gay thing" She said.

"At times I feel so submissive to everyone" I replied.

"So you would suck cock if I asked you too" Ms Stephanie said

"I guess, yeah I would" I confessed.

"Come with me" she asked. "We need to shave you" Stephanie grabbed a key off her dresser. She had me strip and filled the tub. Ms Stephanie was meticulous shaving every inch of me. Including my arms. It took awhile when she was satisfied. I grabbed my lotion and rubbed it from my feet to my neck.

"You smelll wonderful" Ms Stephanie borrowed my lotion. I helped her apply it. She just took off her shirt so I could rub it on her back. I was not yet chages and had my first erection in over two weeks. Stephanie had me do her legs. She stripped so I could finish.

"Paulie do you want me?" She asked.

"Yes" I moaned.

"But you won't" she teased she stroked me ever so gently.

"If you like me to I can" I told her.

"And if I just wanted to lock you back up?" She asked.

"It is your choice" I remind her. She grabbed a cold washcloth and held it to my balls. She reattached the cage.

"You loved my strapon?" Ms Stephanie asked me.

"Yes," I moaned.

"If you want sex, that is what you will ask for. I don't want a game. You will come to me and say Ms Stephanie would you please fuck my girlie ass" Ms Stephanie told me.

"Ms Stephanie will you please fuck my girlie ass" I begged.

"Not right now but very good "she kissed me. " I want to show you what I got you" she opened my dresser drawer my underwear had been replaced with pastel lace sexy panties. She had also thrown out most of my socks again replaced with bright colors.

The closet was also filled with low rise girlie jeans and leggings. Tight shorts, soft or bright colored shirts. My closet looked more femine then masculine for sure. I even had pink sneakers now. Stephanie then showed me one of her drawers in the closet.

"I wasn't sure about this, but maybe sometimes" she said. She opened the drawer inside was sexy nighties like I had worn the other night, but also a few bras. She moved the nightie alittle. There was butt plugs, her strapon, fuzzy handcuffs, and a dildo with a suction cup bottom. She rubbed my nipples. We where both still naked. Stephanie started to pick out my clothes.

I put on a pink thong, low ride woman's jeans and a belly shirt. That said pink across it.

"You look hot, but I don't expect you to wear woman's cloths all the time. More of a mix and match. But obviously panties all the time" she was still naked she rubbed my nipples. She led me to bed. She laid in the middle and spread her legs.

"In the top drawer of my nightstand the big black one" I opened the drawer and pulled out a huge black dildo. I had never seen it before. I got between her legs and rubbed it across her pussy lips.

"Don't tease, fuck me" she moaned. I pushed her dildo in her pussy seemed to swallow it whole.

"Lick my clit while he fucks me" she moaned. Her juices flowed out of her as she moaned and bucked. After ten minutes

"Stop, stop" she moaned trying to catch her breath. I removed the toy and without hesitating I licked her juices off her ass. My tounge danced across her asshole.

"Wow" she said not stopping me my tounge pushed into her hole. I licked and sucked her ass. Until we heard the door open.

"Mom" Stephanie said pushing me off. Stephanie threw on a dress. And panties.

"You will be doing that alot more" Mrs Stephanie whispered in my ear. "I had no idea I like that as much" Ms Stephanie took my hand and led me out to greet her mother

"Mom?" Stephanie said as we walked into the kitchen.

"OH wow you weren't kidding look at the fucking little faggot" Francis laughed.

"Mom, you two have to learn to get along" Stephanie complained.

"I know mom, your hips been acting up, Paulie has been taking massage classes." Stephanie said Francis eyes lit up.

"Paulie go show mom" Ms Stephanie told me. I followed Francis to her new room. The basement had been completely redon from a man's cave to a private apartment. With a little kitchenette where the wet bar had been. Francis went to lay down on her bed.

"Ms Francis it would be better if you removed your pants" I said shyly. stephanie had followed us down.

"Mom, it's okay trust him" she said. Francis dropped her pants staring me down she wore white granny panties. As she stared at me she took off her shirt as well. I just waited

As if challenging me she removed her bra as well. Then laid down I laid a towel across her ass. I started at her foot and worked my way up.

"Oh that feels amazing" she told me as I reached her thigh. I had her roll on her side.

"Ms Francis would you like me to continue?" I asked after I finished her hip.

"Would it be better if I took off my panties?" She asked.

"It would allow me to use lotion. Ms Stephanie." I replied she stood and removed her panties. Stephanie still watching gasped at her mothers behavior. She grabbed the waistband of my panties that was showing and yanked them up high.

"My daughter tells me you took classes in how to please a woman as well" Ms Francis said. Stephanie came over kissed my ear and left with a swat to my ass. I massaged Francis other leg as I reached her thigh she grabbed my hand and pulled it to her hairy crotch.

"Use your fingers" she moaned. I fingered my mother in law. She spread her legs further. I made Francis cum. She smiled and I left her laying on her bed.

"That is not going to be a regular thing" Ms Stephanie told me. With a giggle. Not wanting to hear details. I went and started to make dinner. My panties still pulled uo high. Francis came upstairs and her and Stephanie was having a conversation that didn't want me to hear falling silent when I bought them each a glass of wine.

"Paulie, I would like to thank you for letting me move in" Francis said.

"Of course Ms Francis. It is our pleasure to have you here with us" I responded.

"Paulie, you can say no. But mom would like to see the cage" Ms Stephanie asked. I looked at her. She was trusting not to embarrasse me by asking.

"If you like" I stood in front of Stephanie she smiled and unbuttoned my pants and pulled them down along with my panties. Allowing her mother to see.

"And you can't get it off?" Ms Francis asked.

"Not with out Ms Stephanie's key" I told her. Stephanie motioned I could fix my pants and I went back to the kitchen. I served them dinner. Then cleared and washed the dishes. They both raved about my cooking.

"If you have a recipe you like me to make just let me know." I told them.

"Speaking of that. I got you a new phone. Don't get excited it has absolute G rated security." Stephanie handed me a new phone. It was pre programed with only family numbers. She gave me a pink case with butterflies on it for the phone as well.

"If you like to download an app. You have to ask" Ms Stephanie told me.

"I understand. Thank you Ms Stephanie" I told her. I kissed her cheek.

"Could Paulie clean my bathroom tomarrow " Francis asked.

"You don't have to worry about that mom, Paulie will take over all of the cleaning" Ms Stephanie told her. "If you like something done a specific way just let him know" as Stephanie and Francis settled in to watch TV. I started to reorganize the kitchen. After an hour or so Ms Stephanie came into the kitchen.

"It's okay if you like to come sit down" she told me.

"Just trying to get a jump on all this" I told her.

"You are earning yourself a good long fucking" Ms Stephanie said as she gropped my ass.

"Okay another 30 minutes then you better be wearing something pretty waiting for me" she told me and went back to sit with her mom. I watched the clock and at exactly 30 minutes I washed my hands and headed for the bedroom. Put on a pink satin nightie that came down past my knees. I wore no panties and sat on the bed waiting for Stephanie.

I waited patiently. Ms Stephanie came in about 15 minutes later. She came straight to me kissed me.

"You like being denied, so I changed my mind" She laughed.

She went thru her night ritual before she came to bed naked. She crawled into bed. And spooned me. She teased my nipples thru the smooth material. Till she fell asleep.

I woke before her and made her breakfast. I served it to her in bed.

"Sweety this is lovely but I don't have time, how about you work out a breakfast I can take with me." She told me as she went to jump in the shower. I took breakfast down to Francis instead. She was grateful after I explained that Stephanie didn't have time. I packed Ms Stephanie breakfast to go she could heat up at the office.

"Ms Stephanie. I don't have any money. And was thinking we needed a few things from the store." I said.

"Right, well make a list and text it to me, we can talk about spending tonight" she told me. "You don't need anything for today do you?"

"It can wait" I said.

"Don't be silly ask mom to pick it up for you" she kissed me and headed off to work.

I cleaned up after breakfast then got dressed for the day. I even did my makeup. It wasn't much but made me feel better, I was feeling a bit rejected from Stephanie last night. I went back to scrubbing and organizing the whole house. Francis came upstairs a few hours later i asked her if she could pick up a few ingredients from the store for dinner. And pantyliners. After a brief discussion on why and which ones she agreed. Then went and cleaned her apartment. When she returned she was very impressed. She did show me how she liked her laundry folded. Bit other then that very content.

Things settled into a routine. I no longer had a car, or a valid license since the name change. Stephanie had given my car to her mother. She didn't want me driving. Francis agreed to take me shopping when I needed . I was given a credit card that Stephanie monitor closely. I had to submit a list of things we needed at least a day before shopping for Stephanie to approve.

Once a week I would give Francis a massage. She always insisted on a happy ending. She promised not to tell Stephanie. But I told her and she just let it continue.

Stephanie started fucking one of her distributors who the company bought boxes from, I knew him he was a funny guy played football or rugby something in college. And stayed in great shape. Stephanie showed me a pic of his thick cock. The first time she had me lick his seed from her. She also bought a dildo as close to his cock as she could find and taught ne how to deep throat it before she fucked me to with it,

Stephanie had invited every member of our families over pretty much one at a time. To introduce Pauie. To them. My mother and sister in law came after my Dad and brother refused. They didn't understand but as long as we where happy.

Meanwhile Francis planned every detail of our wedding. With Stephanie signing off of course. I was not asked nr permitted to offer any suggestions. It wasn't going to be anything crazy was all I was told.

To be continued

[3000s]

when pussy sweat smellls a little bit like cream cheese theres nothing better on earth. sorry i didnt mean to say that

[girlgruelworld]

Dior Lip Oil Thoughts

Okay, I bought the lip Dior lip glow cherry lip oil in Pink a few weeks ago. I am sometimes (correction: always) easily influenced by beauty trends on tik tok, and I have officially finished the little vial.

Pros: it is very moisturizing! My lips felt smoother and well nourished while using. The doe foot applicator is oversized and well flocked so application felt very smooth. I also felt so fancy whipping this out to use! A little silly, but the psychological gratification is there if you are a person who enjoys luxury brands.

Neutral: it is not a oil, but also not a lip gloss as I hear so often claimed. It feels like a plush gel texture on the lips with an oily slip leftover on the lips after it wore off. On days my lips were cracked and chapped I loved the feel, but days they were more normal, I didn’t like or hate the texture. It is a typical level of shine or juicy appearance on the lips, nothing specials the tint is barely noticeable on bare lips, especially if your lips are more on the pigmented side. Like a whisper of color is what it translates as.

Cons: I hate to say this but OMG THE SMELLL!!!! It was horrendous! Now the lip oil is advertised as having cherry oil in the formulation, and it’s supposed to aid with hydration, conditioning, etc of your lips. I could not smell any actual real cherry scent at any point. When I first bought it I got a light whiff of a synthetic cherry which I didn’t mind as I loved lip smackers as a little girl. But as the days rolled on and I kept applying I noticed like a sickly sweet rotten odor always around me, that honestly made me feel sick to my stomach at times 🤢

I cleaned and zero odor sprayed everything within a couple of feet of me, to no avail! The rotten sweet smell kept taunting me! I could not figure out what the culprit was until my lovely wife leaned in to kiss me a few days in and said “oh you’re wearing that Dior aren’t you?” And I answered yes and asked why and she said “that stuff smells” before opting to kiss my cheek instead. Understandably devastated I grabbed my vial and took a deep whiff sniff test and just smelled the synthetic cherry again, but then lurking underneath was the sickly sweet rotten smell I had been plagued by! So I am assuming after opening the smell broke down after being exposed to air and my lips as I used it. Bad smells are a major deal breaker for me.

Verdict: I would not ever repurchase this. It’s nothing really special anyhow, and the gross smell did me in. Luckily I didn’t not spend all of my own money, on the lip oil, thanks to cashing in my Ulta points. I would have been way more angry had I shelled out $40 out of my own dollars completely.

I did hate finish the vial picture below:

[giggledome]

back in the marines they called me “smell hound…” mainly because i smelll like hound

[sizhui]

JJK EPILOGUE

(Sukuna switches back to itadori)

Itadori: gojo sensei...aaa....aaaa......

Gojo: ...☠️

Itadori: shit...what am i gonna do now..oh holy moly are those the keys to his BMW in his pocket? N-nobara check this out lets go cruisin for some bruisin eh? Fushiguro.... you can bury him or something if you want were going . To mourn. We need a moment.

Nobara: fuck yes

Itadori: weeeeeee BUMP.oh fuck did we hit a deer

Nobara: NO...THATS GETO YOU RAN HIM OVER

Itadori: AAAAHHHHH (BACKS UP OVER HIM) WE DID IT GIRL (Kisses her with tongue)

Nobara: jesus you smelll badddddd but you have...powers.... i think i want to go to nursing school now

(They drive away)

Fushiguro (digging a grave) jeez gojo you were a bad father figure whenever i wanted to play with legos you were always like no we have to....FIGHT DEMONS thats much better for developing your cognitive skills and then he fed me beer and crackers.

Fushiguro: holy shit

Fushiguro: are these the keys to his mercedes

[sohmariku]

A fishy smell

Earlier this week I suddenly started noticing a strong fishy smell in one particular part of my house. I didn't think much of it at first, must be the ventilation system picking up on something outside again. It happens. Alhough I could weirdly enough only smell it in the one part of my house not connected to the system... raising some question marks. After a while the smell disappeared, so I forgot about it.

Two days later I suddenly smelled it again, and I realised the fishy smell somehow seemed to coincide with the moment I ran my laundry. But for whatever reason the smell didn't linger anywhere near my laundry machine. Making me wonder whether it was just pure coincidence? Either way, I could not locate the source of the smell and it disappeared again after a while, so I let it rest.

But today, when I turned my laundry machine on, it appeared again! All right then, this is no mere coincidence! This must be related!

My husband's initial internet search only gave him results about smelly laundry machines, because that's just what happens when your only search terms are "laundry machine" and "fishy smell". So I decided to tell google my house started smelling fishy if I ran the laundry and the top search result all said something along the lines, "Don't ever ignore a fishy smell in your house! It could be a sign of serious electrical issues! Your outlet might be on the brink of catching fire!"

"Um, okay... electrical issues, huh? Outlets possibly catching fire. Very well... Then, let's be a bit weird and smell the sole electrical outlet in that one part of my house that smells really bad right now, but is like a floor away from my laundry machine. I seriously doubt that will... HOLY CRAP, THAT THING SMELLLS FISHY!!"

And thus I immediately turned my laundry machine off, and called my father in a panic to ask for advice on how to proceed, because my brain refused to think clearly. He very calmly advised me to turn off the electricity and check the situation behind the outlet.

"Yes, of course, that makes sense."

A quick check revealed two of the wires had basically melted together... and the whole electrical situation behind our outlet was in fact one that should not exist in the first place.

One trip to the hardware store and with some advice from the expert there my husband stocked up on everything we might need to fix this safely. It took us like an hour after that, but everything is reconnected again and in de much safer way, we are told. The outlet still smells somewhat fishy, but I can't feel a sizzling heat radiating from it anymore, so that's probably the smell baked into the insulation of the wires...? We will have to keep an eye on it for now. As long as the whole room doesn't start smelling fishy again I think we're good.

Aside from the fact that the whole wiring was a bit wonky, this probably happened, because my laundry machine was plugged into the wrong outlet. (So the wires were getting too hot on a regular basis?) I was pretty sure the outlet I used was a seperated one with it's own circuit breaker, but... guess not. So, to increase the changes this might not happen again, I now plugged the laundry machine into the outlet that is in fact separated from the rest of the floor(s).

Ugh, I'm so tired now. Its probably going to take me a at least week to recover from this...