#soaps naturally made

[s0fter-sin]

supernatural au where ghost is a flesh eating ghoul and soap is painfully human

in the middle of las almas, soaked in rain and blood that feels a little too close to soaked earth, soap asks - begs - ghost if he'll eat him if he dies here. ghost has to swallow the urge to promise that he will; that he'll savour him, let his body and his memory keep him warm and full as he mourns

not a drop would go to waste

and soap... soap needs to know that he won't be left in this place reeking of death and betrayal. the thought that he could fall in one of these back alleys and be left to rot and bloat, his ribs eventually cracking open and exposing his soft insides to the mexican heat fills him with a unique dread

he needs to know he'll be brought home

but scotland hasn't been home in a long time. england never came close; the various concrete bases he’s shuffled between no better than the blending walls of hotel rooms to his teenage eyes

ghost wouldn't drop him off at the nearest morgue to be planted a field with a cookie cutter headstone to be forgotten. he would consume him; piece by piece, bite by bite. it would probably take hours - days maybe - of slow, devoted feasting

but ghost is nothing if not persevering

ghost would give him a home and a duty to fulfil, even in death. he would make it so his body served a purpose just as he's served all his life

served his parents. served god. served the military. poor, aimless soap- always longing for a reason, a higher calling

what higher a calling is there than feeding a starved man?

[cupids-stimboards]

feathertail art by niftysenpai

🧼 🌊 🧼 / 🥛 x 🥛 / 🧼 🌊 🧼

[atopvisenyashill]

do love how this is an asoiaf blog but i did not put either show in my top 10 this is the world we live in

[polaros-stims]

april stimfest 1997 - day 3 your favorite aesthetic -> i <3 frutiger aero

[📺️ - 🧼 - 🐠] || [📱 - 🌴 - 🎧️] || [🍹 - 🐢 - 📼]

[petula-xx]

This is 4kg (8.8lb) of natural soap off cuts that arrived today. The company who makes the soaps sells these trimmed end pieces at a cheap price online.

They are all hand made, vegan, cruelty and palm oil free.

A cost effective and zero waste outcome for both the company and me. They smell amazing too by the way!

[m8103]

the best for skin

[sentientcave]

Not me looking up the Science and Industry Museum in Manchester for a spin off fic from Rugby.

[cufeilidh]

Oh how I'd love to watch a nature documentary with Stede Insane Foliage Candied Melon Silk Moth Bonnet

[mass4ubd]

Beauty is when you can appreciate yourself. When you love yourself, that’s when you’re most beautiful

[chocolate-cream-soldier]

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[tippingthescalesexotics]

Getting started on Holliday gifts

[hellokittyish]

★ thinking about how toji cleans you up after sex — not with the traditional combination of soap and water, but with his tongue. naturally.

the first time it happens, when you collapse against the mattress after countless rounds of intense passion, body aching in every possible crevice and mind hazy with the clouds of leftover pleasure, the last thing you expect is to feel straggly strands of black hair tickling your thighs.

“mmm… toji, what are y’doing?” you murmur tiredly, eyelids droopy as as you gaze down at where he’s currently trailing several lazy, open-mouthed kisses up the skin of your quivering thighs.

“what does it look like, baby?” he rumbles airily between warm brushes of his scarred lips, dark eyes flickering up to meet yours with a hint of amusement glinting in his irises. “gonna clean you up real good.”

“but… ‘m still sensitive there, can’t you just use a damp cloth or something?” you begin to protest, however your words quickly trail off into incoherency once you feel him place a smooch directly upon your abused cunt.

“no can do, pretty,” he huffs lightly, trailing a pudgy thumb down your puffy folds to where his milky cum is still slowly trickling out of your little hole. “i made the mess so i’m gonna be the one who cleans it up.”

“but—”

“no more buts,” toji admonishes with a click of his tongue, wrapping a strong arm around your stomach to keep you in place while he blows a soft, teasing puff of air over your fluttering pussy. “now be quiet and let me do my job.”

…well, when he puts it like that you can’t really think of any sane reason to argue further.

but despite how rough he was just mere moments ago while he was ruthlessly pounding you into the bed, the way he scoops his own sticky release out of you with the tip of his tongue is anything but rough — in fact, it could even be described as gentle.

he’ll keep eye contact with you the entire time too, both pools of greyish-blue locked directly on your own with each drag of his bumpy tastebuds throughout your spongy, hypersensitive walls.

and when he finally deems his work satisfactory and pulls you into his bulky yet tender embrace, you decide maybe toji’s method of cleaning you up isn’t so bad after all.

[kremcraft1]

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[dante-mightdie]

alpha!price who wants you to experience an enriched pregnancy. no busy cuties and polluted air, only the chirps of birds and fresh air filling your lungs. his lake cabin paired with a sturdy greenhouse, stocked with any fresh fruit or veggie you might want

hand-sewn maternity dresses from the local boutiques in town, which he would never expect you to trek to. arranges for the town doctor to travel an hour down to the cabin. hell, john will pick them up and drop them off if that’s what it takes

cozy rocking chair on the porch so you can watch him work on his pickup truck. his usual tobacco filled musk has slowly morphed into one of pine and fresh-cut grass. he’s always up, doing something. fishing for dinner or pulling those stubborn root vegetables from the ground

makes a whole ritual out of running your baths, measuring the temperature down to the very degree. safe soaps made from natural ingredients, lotions applied to your damp skin from the local farmer’s markets

the type of man who will go all out for your comfort. he will take the smallest room in the house, filling it with mattresses and duvets. plush pillows and velvety cushions. heaps of his washing tucked into random blanket forts for you to organise to your specific nesting needs

your favourite time of day is when he crawls into your nest as the sun sets. mattress springs creaking under his hefty weight. calloused hands smoothing over your bump, growing every day with his child. nose nuzzled into your neck so he can inhale your scent, lips grazing over the mark under your ear before he lathes over it with his tongue…