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Unveiling the Secret | The Best-Selling Men’s Perfume by Smell & Sense
What Makes Secret So Special?
Secret is not just a perfume; it’s an experience. Designed for men but adored by women who appreciate strong, masculine scents, Secret perfume offers a unique blend of citrus woody fragrance,earthy, citrusy, woody, and green notes. Its long-lasting men’s cologne and refreshing qualities make it perfect for every occasion, whether you’re heading to a business meeting or enjoying a casual day out.
Key Notes of Secret:
Top Notes: Artemisia, Basil, Bergamot, Rosemary, Lemon Verbena, and Lavender
Middle Notes: Earthy and green tones with a subtle hint of freshness
Base Notes: Woody undertones that create a balanced and masculine aura
Secret perfume provides a similar luxurious scent that’s well-suited for frequent travelers and those who perspire heavily. Its crisp lemon fragrance adds a touch of invigoration, often referred to as the ‘Cinthol’ effect.
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Why Choose Secret?
Secret perfume is more than just a fragrance; it’s a statement. It’s for the man who values confidence, charm, and a sense of freshness in every step he takes. Whether you’re stepping into a boardroom or walking along the beach, Secret perfume ensures you leave an unforgettable impression.
Discover the captivating allure of Secret perfume, the best selling men’s perfume by Smell & Sense. A refreshing, long lasting fragrance with citrusy, woody, and green notes, perfect for daily wear and special occasions. Unleash confidence and charm with every spray.
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arcanespillo · 1 year ago
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37.) do you have any strange habits?
hi maggie ! the only thing that comes to mind other people have pointed out to be weird is that i wear perfume in the house, like i'll have a shower and put perfume on even when i'm staying in, it just feels comfier 2 me
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metalst · 2 years ago
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Someone saying flashman bro i think he would smell like clorox or maybe lavander floor cleaner
No bc you’re right, he loves bathtime despite being a robot there’s no way he’s stinky
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emotionallychargedtowel · 1 year ago
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So I'm interested in this both as a perfume nerd and as someone who is curious about the techniques actors use in intimate scenes. At first I reblogged it without commentary, just tags. But then I remembered there's a psychology angle that's interesting enough to be worth mentioning and thought I should add a real comment.
It might be useful for an actor to harness some other repeated sensory detail to get themselves and a scene partner into the right headspace. Listening to certain music, for example. But using a smell--one that is pleasant and complex--seems like it would be particularly effective. I remembered as soon as I saw this that there are olfactory structures close to limbic structures in the brain, but I didn't remember the exact details so I looked them up. This article from the Harvard Gazette is a good resources about this, both accessible and substantive. Here's a good pull quote that gives the additional details I was looking for:
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More than any other sense, our sense of smell is closely and integrally connected with our memories. And not just our memories, but the area of the brain where memories connect with emotion, particularly around certain aspects of our lives. Guess what one of those aspects is? Reproduction! Emotions and memories related to sexuality are linked to limbic structures and they are housed right next to the area that processes olfactory stimuli. And location matters when it comes to the ease with which brain structures communicate.
Speaking of stimuli--if a stimulus is repeatedly paired with another, they become linked in a way that is also structural, because thoughts and memories create links between neurons that can last a long time. Anyone who has studied psychology at all will have heard of Pavlov and his dog, who he trained to associate food with the sound of a bell until the sound of the bell alone would make him salivate. If an actor pairs the performance of intimacy with an olfactory stimulus like a fragrance, the smell is going to bring back memories of their other performances that featured that fragrance (in other words, Khaotung will be reminded of every scene he's worn this fragrance in and First will be reminded of his scenes with Khaotung). If you really wanted to maximize the effect of this, it would be best not to use the same fragrance you use in intimate scenes in your daily life, because too much use could habituate you to the scent until you aren't affected by it.
All in all, this seems like a really smart strategy on Khaotung's part.
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#a well proven tactic.
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smellandsense · 4 months ago
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Hidden desire
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monkeyssalad-blog · 6 months ago
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Liebig Company's Fleisch-Extract & Pepton, Trade Card, Die fünf Sinne, Geruch, c. 1890s.
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Liebig Company's Fleisch-Extract & Pepton, Trade Card, Die fünf Sinne, Geruch, c. 1890s. by Halloween HJB Via Flickr: "The five senses, smell"
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teamseaslug · 9 months ago
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I may have to buy a proper bottle of Zoologist Squid I actually am obsessed with this perfume.
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tachyon-at-rest · 1 year ago
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I usually sniff potentially damp fabric: if it is dirty and wet that is very easy to smell, if it is clean and wet/damp even your untrained homo sapien nose can detect many more odors hitchhiking on water vapor. This works even if you don't use fragranced detergent, fabric softeners and dryer sheets.
hold up what do you mean humans can't tell if something's wet . what
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cat-eye-nebula · 1 year ago
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Synthetic scents are so bad that they’re even being called the new second-hand smoke. 95% of chemicals used in synthetic fragrances are derived from petroleum (fossil fuel). These include things like benzene derivatives (carcinogenic), aldehydes, toluene, and many other toxic chemicals linked to cancer, birth defects, central nervous system disorders and allergic reactions. -> 5 Serious Health Dangers of Synthetic Scents
⚠️Analysis of a perfume - 181 chemical substances
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a-god-in-ruins-rises · 1 year ago
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sorry but if you think the pythia was just some woman high on natural gas you're ngmi
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smellandsenseperfumebrand · 17 days ago
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Embrace Elegance Every Day with Allure Perfume
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Add a touch of elegance perfume to your life with Allure Perfume from Smell & Sense. This enchanting fragrance, featuring citrus, floral, and woody notes, is perfect for the woman who wants a scent that complements her lifestyle. Whether you're heading to a business meeting or a casual dinner, Allure by Smell & Sense is the ideal companion. It’s not just a perfume, but a signature scent that leaves a long lasting impression.
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lucygraysboy · 3 months ago
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“i can’t believe we’re meeting again, and in nashville, too. out of all the places in the world. i mean, i wouldn’t be half as surprised if we bumped into each other in new york city or back at our hometown, but nashville?” he trails off and shakes his head in sheer disbelief. the unusual location of their unexpected reunion only adds on to the surreal feeling of the moment, making him wonder if fate really does exist as nothing about this seems coincidental. “it’s good to see you, lucy gray.” he means every word that leaves his mouth. it might be difficult on his heart, their paths crossing every now and then, but there’s a part of him that’s missed her tremendously. it’s good to know that she’s doing okay. she seems happier now, without him in the picture. more radiant. it both crushes his heart and makes it swell. “my hair? oh, right… finally grew back. i stopped shavin’ it. my stylists like this more natural, boyish kind of look, too.” his smile continues to grow, the feeling of her fingers in his mane so familiar that it nearly has him questioning what year they’re living in. did he go back in time? are they still in high school? “speakin’ of hair, look at you. i love the feathers. how’d you even put them in your curls? do you glue ‘em?” he wonders aloud, twirling a dark ringlet around his fingertip with sheer fascination. 
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“thank you. it means a lot to me. i hope you know i wouldn’t be here if it weren’t for you.” after all, he’d only taken interest in theater because it was something that she was very passionate about. he just wanted to impress her. “i’ll be on TV this sunday, can you believe this? it sounds crazy when i say it.” he wonders if she intends to watch it, and if she does, what her boyfriend will think of that. right. her boyfriend. “i saw your comment on instagram, made me smile.” but he never responded to it, only hearted it, and now can’t help but feel silly. “oh, you create magic on stage. how do you do this? you open your mouth and people listen, hypnotized, unable to take their eyes off of you. i don’t know if you saw it, but you pointed a finger at that one poor kid and he nearly fainted on the spot.” it doesn’t surprise him one bit, though. she’s always been so crazily talented and could bewitch everyone in the room. smiling as he listens to her talk about their road to nashville, he can’t keep the look of pride off his face. “i’m so proud of you, too. look at you. a star in the making. are you planning on staying here a little longer? playin’ a few more shows?” he’d love to come to one more show before he leaves, would love to see her again. perform. he’d love to see her perform again. “mm, what’s that thing you’re drinkin’?” he asks, claiming the stool beside her and politely asking the bartender to give them two such baskets and double fries, insisting on paying for their whole order and tipping generously. “since when new you into… what’s that? vodka?” there’s no judgement in his voice, just genuinely surprise.
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“billy!?” the brunette exclaims, still wildly doe eyed and in DISBELIEF that’s really, truly him. it’s so odd seeing him in real life, instead of just in pictures she’d see time to time on his social media. odd he’s at this same location as her. her body pulled into his arms from where she sits an even more surreal experience, nose diving into his neck and that homey scent that sticks to him engulfing her senses, the neck of her guitar strapped to her back hitting him in the cheek while her palms clutch his shirt. “so hard to believe it’s you. and your hair.” a hand has to reach up, touching the back of his head, fingers feeling dark curls— unable to stop the involuntary smile that spills over her olive features when it reminds her of the person she once knew. “your show.” that is right… she did see that on instagram and remembers leaving a small ‘congrats🤍’ on the post. even though she wanted to write more, ‘congrats cowboy. you were always meant to be one🤍’. but it wasn’t her place and it didn’t feel right so she left it simple. because despite how much he’s hurt her, she’d never snub him accomplishing something so huge. even if she felt he was letting it give him the big head, too. “i saw that. i’m so proud of you. how crazy to wind up here with me.” she spoke again in disbelief. “and thank you, that means a lot to me you’d say that.” that she hasn’t changed and that her song was good. “well, we’ve been playin’ in small places for awhile and made it on up here to the city,” she explains, turning in her seat once the moonshine is slid to her. thanking the bartender before taking a big sip, features twisting and turning at the flavor but she’s eager to chase after the buzz. “oh, yeah! can i get a basket of the grilled tenders?! nashville hot sauce on the side an’ the sweet potato fries, please.” lucy gray calls him back over before he can leave, remembering how vital it is she gets some food. “sure thing,” she hears him confirm over the music before he goes off to get that order in.
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scentgodsocial · 2 years ago
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The Scented Symphony: Unveiling the Secrets of Our Sense of Smell
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Step into the mesmerizing world of our sense of smell. Delve into the captivating realm where fragrances dance harmoniously, weaving intricate melodies that captivate our senses. In this enchanting exploration, we embark on a journey to unravel the mysteries of our olfactory system, understanding the science behind our sense of smell. From the delicate petals of blooming flowers to the tantalizing spices of distant lands, discover how our noses perceive and interpret the symphony of scents that surround us. This immersive experience will transport you to the realm of fragrance, leaving you with a newfound appreciation for the intricacies and wonders of the invisible world of smells. Join us on this olfactory adventure and unlock the secrets that lie within the ethereal fragrance orchestra. Find your perfect scent symphony at ScentGod, the ultimate destination for fragrance enthusiasts. Immerse yourself in a collection of captivating perfumes that harmonize with your individuality, allowing you to create your unique olfactory symphony. Let the captivating power of scent be your guide as you embark on a sensory journey like no other. For more detailed information, read the given blog & understand the science of our sense of smell.
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neckromantics · 11 months ago
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We don't talk enough about how absolutely devastating and romantic and hot the idea is that Astarion would know the scent of your blood anywhere.
How quickly he would notice when you've even the slightest of nics? When, no matter how focused on anything else he might be at the time, he always comes to check it out?
You'll be peeling a piece of apple with your pocket knife when it slips in your grip. The sharp edge of the blade slices a shallow cut into the meat of your thumb, and you inhale sharply through your nose even though it barely hurts at all. Instinct has you sucking your injured digit into your mouth with a soft curse– the sweet juice of the fruit you were snacking on quickly overpowered by the metallic twang of blood.
You nearly jump out of your skin when he appears over you not a moment later. He makes some offhand comment about how careless you are. Takes hold of your injured hand and tuts like he intends to tease, but he isn't fooling anyone.
He stands so close, jaw ticking as he clenches his teeth, a tension in his shoulders that tells you he's doing everything in his power to keep composure. Your blood calls to him like a moth to a flame, and as funny as you find it in the moment, you don't have the heart to tease him for it. It's actually kind of endearing.
He'd only get quicker in noticing as time passes.
Especially after you've been traveling together for a few years, and he's come to know your scent better than his own. Which only makes sense considering how often he's got his nose pressed to some part of you. (He thinks you smell good.)
At this point, when you get injured in battle, he often catches the fragrance before you've even processed that you've been hit.
He'd suck in a sharp breath through his teeth– a hiss so loud that it catches your attention just enough for you to spare him a glance as you fight.
It's all you need to see just how blown his pupils are from where you're standing, mostly because his gaze is laser locked onto you to second you search for him. His movements turn faster. Deadlier, as he scans the field before you. Determined. Hungry. Angry. He's searching for the sorry wretch that dared to get the best of you– that dared spill even a drop of his beloved's precious blood upon the soil.
You've already taken them down, of course. Poor sap might have gotten a good dig in at your shoulder, but ultimately didn't stand a chance once he properly pissed you off.
Astarion's eyes go heavy.
Half-lidded in that special way of his and only darkening further as he appraises you. You can practically feel it as he follows the line of your throat, zeroes in on your pulse point for a moment, before settling to watch the warm crimson that's beginning to soak into the sleeve of your tunic.
You see a bit of concern in those eyes, but then he sees your smile and– A flash of hot, honeyed desire catches you by surprise.
You suddenly can't tell if it's just the blood loss making you woozy or if he's about to make you swoon like a maiden from an old romance novel. You try (and fail) to keep a straight face when he sinks his dagger into his final opponent's neck without so much as a glance their way.
There's a splash of red against pale white skin, and a lifeless body dropping to the grass by his feet. Your heart stutters in your chest, and he all but moans in response to the sound of it. A mere four paces and he's on you– hands and teeth and tongue exploring every inch of your exposed skin, ripping open parts of your armor to gain better access, like you're not stood in a field of gore and ruin and freshly spilled blood.
You cling to him like a lifeline.
Before he drags you away to camp– to a warm tent and a soft bedroll where he can have his way with you for as long as you and your mortal body will allow him– he has you down a potion of healing or two.
And it's a good thing one of you has a Lesser Restoration spell handy somehow, cause you're most definitely gonna need it.
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velvetcrimsonkisses · 6 months ago
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Blind Gojo adjusting to his new life…
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The fight against Sukuna took a lot from everybody. With everyone making sacrifices, it was only right Satoru did too. He wanted to win, he was the strongest right? He had to win, no matter what. Losing the six eyes was just the mere cost of winning the battle. It was worth it right?
Satoru believed he didn’t deserve to live, but he had too now for everyone who died. Ultimately, deciding to now live his life as Satoru Gojo and not "the strongest” anymore. Losing the six eyes initially lead to frustration and anger, as he tried to adjust to being blind. He felt useless for a while, not being as efficient as he was. But over time, this loss lead to his personal growth. Gojo developed a deeper sense of humility and empathy for others, finally understanding the struggles of those who are not as gifted as he once was.
It wasn’t until he met you that he started to feel a sense of normalcy. And here he was at almost 30 learning how to live as a human for the first time. You taught him what true genuine love was and you patiently taught him how to reciprocate it back to you. He learned how to express his feelings to you instead of bottling them up inside. You created a safe space for him where he could unveil the true side of himself. Trust and intimacy forming between you two. Both of you navigating the complexities of loving each other.
He also didn’t know exactly what you looked like, not that he cared. His other senses were still in top shape and keen allies to him. That’s why his hands are always on you, he could feel you. Feeling the warmth of your body against his fingertips, large cold hands always coming to your face. He liked tracing your bone structure with the pads of his fingers, caressing your cheeks, and especially savoring your lips against his own. With each caress, he discovered new assets of your beauty, not defined by your visual appearance but by the sensations that awakened within him.
He could also smell your scent. He knows when you walk into a room when the sweetness of your perfume fills his nostrils, causing it to twitch like a bunny. He buries his nose into your hair because he loves the fresh fragrance of your shampoo. He loves when you bake him all his favorite sweets, the aroma of brown sugar lingering on you makes you smell even sweeter.
The sound of your voice. Satoru could never get tired of it. For once in his life, Satoru found himself not being the talkative one in a relationship. He cherished all the words that would leave your lips, each word a symphony to his ears. In the mornings Satoru would always lay in bed until you woke up waiting for the sound of your voice to be the first thing he heard each day.
All these aspects combined Satoru knew he was finally living the life he finally dreamed of. Every touch, every word, every moment was filling his deepest desires. In your presence, he found the reason why he deserved to live. He found peace and joy, a sense of completeness that he had long yearned for all in one person.
Even though he couldn't see anymore he felt things he didn’t before. He made up his mind that he didn't want to waste any more time. Satoru was now certain that his blindness didn’t stop his ability to love or to commit fully to you and he was more than grateful that you showed him that. It wasn’t long before you both decided to marry.
“She’s perfect…” you utter softly, handing the baby gently into an anxious Satoru’s arms. He cradles the baby just like you taught him, careful to not get too excited and accidentally hurt her. The baby babbles as she feels the comforting warmth of her father.
“The little sounds she makes are my favorite thing to hear,” he says, poking the baby’s cheek. “Describe her again to me, will you?” Satoru looks up from the baby, trying to decipher where you were.
You walk over to join him on the couch. “Of course, she has your beautiful blue eyes…” You noticed Satoru smiling, still holding his daughter close to him. “And your white hair…” you continue, Satoru’s finger coming up to her head, feeling the softness in her hair.
You describe every detail you could about the little baby to Satoru. You tell him about how her eyes seem to gaze into his soul full of love, and the way her tiny nose wrinkles when she sleeps just like his. A lone tear falls down Satoru's face, filled with heartache knowing that he will never be able to see her with his own eyes.
In that vulnerable moment, you hold Satoru close, letting him know that you were there. He smiles at you as he feels your touch, sniffling. There was determination in Satoru’s eyes. He was going to cherish every moment with his family.
"I'll be there for both of you," Satoru whispers, his voice filled with quiet resolve. His words carry a promise.
Thank you @suguwife for this lovely idea and the discord server as well!
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xoxoxkisses · 5 months ago
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How they would cuddle you: Hashira Edition
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Warnings: none!
Multiple x Reader
All hashira included + rengoku
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Tengen, Gyomei, Sanemi: the sweethearts cradle/ you loved to lay on his broad chest. Whenever the two of you would crawl into bed, you’d instantly lay on his chest. He absolutely loved it; the way your tiny frame was nestled beside his bigger frame drove him crazy. He also loved that he could easily wrap his arms around you, making sure you didn’t go anywhere. When he would notice you were asleep, he’d pull you impossibly closer to him and start rubbing your back, places kisses to your head.
Mitsuri, Obanai, Giyuu: the spoon/ with Obanai and Giyuu, you are typically the small spoon. He loved to wrap his arms around your waist and pull you close to him and nuzzle his face into the bend of your neck. Every time he did this, he could smell the lingering fragrance of your perfume; and he loved it, it actually put him to sleep sometimes knowing the love of his life was safe and sound beside him. Now with Mitsuri, you’re the big spoon. You loved having her in your arms. Although she could be the big spoon, you preferred to do it, you preferred this position with her as it allowed you to snuggle closer to her. Sometimes even placing soft kisses to her head or cheek.
Muichiro, Rengoku, Shinobu: the leg hug/ Shinobu and Muichiro are pretty similar. They don’t like to be jumbled up with you. Sure they loved sleeping with you, they just got hot easily. You however loved physical touch, so they made a compromise with you. You could wrap your leg around theirs and fall asleep that way. In the end, you were both very pleased with the outcome. Now rengoku. He just moved too much in his sleep. One second you would be ontop of him, and then the next second, he’d be hanging off the bed. So, you just resulted in interlocking legs. This worked out well for the both of you, it actually helped him to stop moving in his sleep slightly.
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Muichiro, Giyuu, Mitsuri: the lap pillow/ Muichiro loved to lay in your lap after having a bad day. You would always sense his bad mood and pat your legs, inviting him. He always swiftly walked over to you and got comfortable, even grabbing your hand to put it in his hair, insisting you play with it. Giyuu and Mitsuri loved when you would lay in their lap. They both loved playing with your hair. Mitsuri would gush with excitement when she saw you had fallen asleep, jumping with joy in her head as she fell in love all over again. When giyuu would notice you asleep on his lap, he would remove his hand from your hair and bring it down to your face and start caressing it, whispering small things to you such as: “you’re so beautiful.” “How’d I get so lucky?” “Please never leave me.” ————————————————————————
I hope you guys enjoyed! Lmk if you want one of these with the Kamaboko squad!
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