#water refilling station

[marcid-blue]

Marci Blue Purified Drinking Water

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[f0rtuned]

Refill station stimboard

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[vampmilf]

hold on im still too mad at this one fucking guest to take a nap i need to be a hater for a minute

[disasociatehaze]

Yes this is very important. You never know when your joints or muscles are just going to give out, heck what if you just need a mental break from the confines of your home and don't want to go far?

Having frequent benches is good because a block from your home is a different spot than a block from the home 2 doors down and sometime in life your gonna have trouble getting there and back to where you started regardless of who you are or how healthy you are.

On the note of walkable cities and benches: I think water bottle refill stations should be included in this because I really would love to see fewer people pass out from dehydration/heat stroke/ heat exhaustion because the government decided that getting rid of public access drinking water was "a good way to stop the homeless problem", but also because some people take walks along the sidewalks or to do they're chores out (i.e.: getting groceries or going to the laundromat) rather than just walk through the nearest park/green space.

BuT wHo'S gOnNa PaY fOr It?? The trillions of dollars of tax money that the government conveniently keep loosing every other week.

And lets be clear, I don't believe every urban area can be perfectly walkable predominantly due to the nature of how or where they're constructed (some places are literally built into hills/mountains/cliffs and people should absolutely not be displaced to change the landscape), but it's possible to make small changes that make those less walkable places more walkable than they were before and changes can be made to improve the other things can done as technology develops.

Perfect is a concept that tends to stunt progress and creativity by setting unattainable or near unattainable standards. Just because you can't make a town or city perfectly walkable doesn't mean it can't be made a little bit better nor that the little bit that can change won't help people for the better.

walkable cities also means sittable cities send tweet

[crvptozoologist]

something i really took for granted living in arizona was the water/ice stores that just sold bottles of water, bags of ice, and sometime ice cream. y’all outside of the southwest us (as far as i know) simply would not understand the experience of going to the water/ice store on a 100+ degree day and getting some rainbow sherbet because your grandma needed to buy more packs of bottled water for the week anyways

[watersolution-ecofil]

Filtered Water Bottle

In a world where environmental awareness is no longer a trend but a necessity, every small step towards sustainability is necessary. Meet Ecofil, the brand that defines humidification with its new filter bottle. In this blog post, we will dive deep into the definition of filtered water bottles, explore the unique features of Ecofil, and understand why it is the best choice for the environmentally conscious.

The Importance of Filtered Water Bottles

Before exploring the beauty of Ecofil, let's understand why water bottles are gaining popularity around the world. Traditional plastic water bottles not only contribute to pollution, but also pose health risks due to chemicals that can be ingested. Filtered water bottles offer a sustainable alternative  to fresh clean water on the go. It reduces plastic waste and environmental damage by eliminating the need for single-use plastic bottles.

Introducing Ecofil: Redefining Hydration

Ecofil is seen as an example in solving sustainable problems in the market. With its advanced filtering technology Ecofil ensures that all the food you eat is clean fresh and free of foreign substances. Whether you're hiking in the mountains or commuting to work, Ecofil promises to be your reliable friend and provide you with clean water wherever you go.

Key Features of Ecofil Filtered Water Bottle

Primary filtration system: Ecofil's advanced filtration system removes contaminants such as chlorine, heavy metals and bacteria so you always have clean drinking water.

Simple and durable design: Ecofil's elegant design is made from high-quality, environmentally friendly materials and combines form and function. The durable construction makes it suitable for all your activities from outdoor activities to casual sports.

Portable and Convenient: Whether you're walking or heading to the gym Ecofil's compact design makes it easy to take anywhere. Say goodbye to multiple water bottles and hello to effortless hydration on the go.

Long-Lasting Performance: Ecofil fridge freezer is designed to last providing you with  clean water for months without needing to replace it frequently. This not only saves  money but also reduces waste, making it a win-win for both you and the environment.

Why Choose Ecofil?

Commitment to sustainability: Ecofil is more than  a water bottle filtration system It is a commitment to  sustainable living. By choosing Ecofil you reduce your ecological footprint and contribute to a cleaner greener world.

Health and Wellness: With Ecofil, you can hydrate with confidence knowing that every sip is free from harmful contaminants. 

Cost-effective Solution: Investing in Ecofil not only saves you money on single-use plastic bottles but also eliminates the need for expensive water bottle filtration system. 

Join the Ecofil Community: By choosing Ecofil, you're joining a community of like-minded individuals who are passionate about sustainability. Share your Ecofil journey on social media and inspire others to make the switch to eco-friendly hydration solutions.

Conclusion

In a world where every choice we make impacts the environment choosing sustainable alternatives is imperative. With Ecofil you can hydrate responsibly without compromising on quality or convenience. Say goodbye to single-use plastic bottles and embrace the Ecofil revolution today.

[valeechtine]

Having the absolute worst period cramps of my life which is saying a lot bc I have PCOS that was unmedicated for years and like I have to be honest this is somehow worse than when one of my muscles ripped off a chunk of foot bone. I haven't even been offtrack with my birth control why is God doing this to me

[askshivanulegacy]

I mean yeah. The only point of refillable things is that the form factor of the thing you're using is more useful in some way AND the refills are cheaper because they're in bulk.

If neither of those is true or if the price difference of the bulk is minimal and not worth the hassle of refills, then why bother? Just get a bunch of new plastic soap pumps whenever you need more. 😂

I suppose the refill being a substantially larger bulk item means you are getting new ones less often. Potentially, it's less overall plastic and emissions.

What’s up with those eco friendly soap brands that use glass bottles but send you refills in plastic? At that point is me buying a plastic bottle from the grocery store and refilling it that much worse for the environment? It certainly doesn’t cut down on transportation related emissions.

And what about the bags some of them use? Those seem less recyclable than the solid plastic containers a lot of bigger brands use.

[blog-atechies]

Bottle Filling Stations in Ireland 

Introduction 

 At a time when environmental awareness is at the forefront of global concerns, the need for sustainable solutions has never been more urgent. As the world grapples with plastic pollution and its harmful effects on the planet, innovative companies like Ecofil are pioneering eco-friendly alternatives to traditional consumer practices. In this comprehensive guide, we delve into the world of bottle filling stations in Ireland, with a particular focus on the innovative Ecofil brand. 

Understanding the Importance of Bottle Filling Stations

Promoting Sustainability

Bottle Filling Stations serve as critical infrastructure to promote sustainable living. By providing accessible and convenient places to refill their water bottles, these stations actively reduce the consumption of single-use plastic bottles, thereby mitigating environmental damage.

Promoting Hydration 

In addition to their environmental benefits, bottle filling stations also play an important role in promoting hydration among the public. Access to clean, safe drinking water is essential to maintaining optimal health and well-being, and these stations make it easy for people to stay hydrated throughout the day. 

Leading the way in developing eco-friendly solutions

 Introducing Ecofil 

Ecofil is at the forefront of the sustainable hydration movement, offering innovative solutions that emphasize both environmental responsibility and ease of use. With its commitment to reducing plastic waste and promoting environmentally friendly practices, it has become a role model for sustainability in the beverage industry. 

 Features & Benefits

 Advanced Filtration Technology: Ecofil bottle filling stations are equipped with state-of-the-art filtration systems that ensure users have access to clean, great-tasting water with every refill.

User-Friendly Design: Designed with user convenience in mind, Ecofil stations are intuitive and easy to use, making them accessible to people of all ages and abilities. 

Customizable Options: Ecofil offers customizable solutions to meet the individual needs of different environments, be it a school campus, an office building or a public park.

 Environmental Impact 

Significant progress has been made in reducing environmental pollution by encouraging the use of reusable bottles and minimizing  reliance on single-use plastics. With every refill, people help conserve natural resources and reduce carbon emissions associated with the production and disposal of plastic. 

The Spread of Ecofil Across Ireland  Nationwide accessibility 

 Bottle filling stations are located in various locations across Ireland including town centres, educational institutions, leisure facilities and more.This widespread accessibility ensures that people from all walks of life have the opportunity to adopt sustainable drinking practices. 

Collaborative Partnerships 

 Ecofil works with local authorities, businesses and community organizations to facilitate the installation of bottle filling stations in Ireland. Through these partnerships, Ecofil aims to create a network of sustainable drinking centers that empower people to make eco-friendly choices. 

 Conclusion

 Aiming for a sustainable future 

 As the demand for sustainable solutions continues to grow, Ecofil remains true to its commitment to promoting green practices and fostering a culture of environmental protection. By investing in bottle filling stations and working with organizations dedicated to sustainability, people and communities across Ireland can take important steps towards a greener and healthier future.

[marcid-blue]

The Power of Hydration: Introducing Marcid Blue Purified Drinking Water

Introduction: In our fast-paced lives, it's easy to overlook the simple yet essential act of staying hydrated. However, the significance of proper hydration for our overall health and well-being cannot be overstated. In this blog post, we'll delve into the importance of staying hydrated and introduce you to Marcid Blue, a premium-quality purified drinking water brand that ensures both cleanliness and great taste.

The Importance of Staying Hydrated Staying hydrated is crucial for our bodies to function optimally. It goes beyond quenching thirst; adequate hydration is vital for numerous bodily functions and has a significant impact on our energy levels, digestion, and overall health. By drinking enough water, we provide our bodies with the hydration they need to perform at their best.

Introducing Marcid Blue Purified Drinking Water Marcid Blue is a brand committed to delivering premium-quality purified drinking water. With a focus on cleanliness and taste, Marcid Blue goes the extra mile to ensure that every drop of water meets the highest standards of quality. Its state-of-the-art purification process guarantees a refreshing and pure drinking experience.

The Benefits of Marcid Blue a) Premium Quality: Marcid Blue follows meticulous purification processes to provide the highest level of purity. From the source to the bottle, every step is carefully monitored to ensure the water's integrity and quality. b) Refreshing Taste: What sets Marcid Blue apart is its crisp and invigorating flavor. The water is not only pure but also a delight to drink, making hydration an enjoyable experience. c) Convenient Refills: As a consumer-centric brand, Marcid Blue offers hassle-free refilling experiences. Located at Prk. 6, Floridablanca, Pampanga, you can conveniently refill your bottles and stay hydrated throughout the day.

A Healthy Choice Choosing Marcid Blue is not only about the taste; it's also a healthy choice. Purified water, like Marcid Blue, has numerous benefits for our bodies. It aids in detoxification, helps maintain proper hydration levels, and supports overall well-being. By incorporating Marcid Blue into your daily routine, you're taking a proactive step towards a revitalizing and healthy lifestyle.

Conclusion: In conclusion, staying hydrated is essential for our overall health and well-being. With Marcid Blue purified drinking water, you not only get a premium-quality, clean, and refreshing drinking experience but also make a healthy choice that supports your vitality. Remember, the power of hydration is within your reach, so make sure to prioritize it in your daily life.

marcid blue purified drinking water | Floridablanca, Pampanga

[cardsharksplayingames]

Would’ve loved to have a Taylor chucking water bottles at us while waiting outside the Ed concert (that eventually got canceled) while people kept passing out from the heat

[waves-against-a-cliff]

After the end - Post-apocalyptic Omegaverse AU

Summary - You missed the end of the world. Fine by you. You thrived in your new surroundings, content to be on your own. Until something happens during your third winter.

Tags - Omegaverse (duh), alpha/beta/omega dynamics, non traditional dynamics, all of the 141 are alphas, you're an omega. Eventual smut, dub-con, knotting, mating press, polyamory, alphas love alphas. Uh... This came to me in a fever dream. Consider this a prologue. 141 x reader

You think you're pretty lucky all things considered. You had always been self sufficient and your childhood gave you skills you were able to call on after the entire world shat itself. To be honest, you hadn't even noticed the world had completely gone to ruin until you tried to call your pharmacy to refill your heat and scent suppressants.

The line was dead. So you called the grocery store. Dead. The movie theater, the diner, the post office. Dead dead dead. Panic seized you by the throat and you dropped your home phone onto the ground. You splashed cold water onto your face and looked into the mirror with puffy eyes and shaking hands.

What were you going to do? The world couldn't have ended. Right? You should have noticed sooner. "Fuck," you said, pulling on your shoes and grabbed your car keys, you got into your car, "fuck!"

As it turns out, you did in fact miss the ending of the world. You yelled obscenities and banged on your steering wheel. The entire small town you lived near was deserted. Windows were boarded up and cars were parked by the road with tires missing or windows smashed in.

You missed the entire end of the world.

As it turns out, the end of the world wasn't that bad. Nothing really changed. Well besides the rarity of getting your hands on heat suppressants and scent blockers. The first week after you finally got caught up on the whole "the world has ended" thing you raided.

You avoided using your car after you got a mild scare that someone else had been attracted to the noise. Hiding in the very smelly gas station bathroom while you listened to the sound of boots crunching on glass was enough to teach you that lesson.

You tore apart the pharmacy the first week, finding what had to be at least four months worth of scent blockers and nine months of heat suppressants. You took everything you deemed useful and stuffed it into your backpack before hiking back home.

You set up a routine, patrol the forest edge twice a day, care for your garden and check any trap for animals to eat. Self sufficiency had never been such a blessing.

It was the middle of winter three years later when you first saw them.

Men. No, not just men. Alphas. Their scent almost made your knees buckle when you smelt it down wind. For a moment your mind went hazy as their smells flooded your mind until that part of your brain that had been responsible for your survival kicked back in.

Alphas. In your territory. Your territory. It felt like a crime and you felt your inner omegas turmoil. As you watched the four men walk down the road that led into town through your binoculars you debated on what you should do. Run, flee while you are down wind. With shaky hands, whether from the cold or fear you didn't know, you climbed down from the perch you were on and sprinted back home while doing your best to cover your own tracks.

You went in circles, outside in the cold long past when your hands and feet had gone cold. But you were sure they couldn't follow. You were sure they didn't even know you were there.

Three years. You had been off of heat suppressants and scent blockers for years. After a while your heats had stopped coming, whether it was from lack of sleep or stress or some evolutionary thing that happened when no one to mate was around, the bottom line was that you were unprepared.

You boarded up your door and threw water on your fire. You grabbed every blanket in the house and ran into your bedroom. At first you did it for warmth. If you were going to hide you couldn't have fire to give out smoke and you needed to be warm.

Then you continued to mess with the blankets and pillows. You huffed, growing increasingly frustrated at your inability to get it right. You grabbed your laundry and threw it in too, arranged and rearranged until it felt right. It wasn't until you took a step back that you realized what you had done. Something you haven't in years. Before you was a nest. Large enough to fit many in it. Maybe even five. You swallowed hard as your fingers dug into your stomach. It was going to be a long winter.

[writersdrug]

The rest of the 141’s thoughts when they see Bartender Ghost and Waitress reader together

Catastrophic. The both of you hadn't even tried to soft launch it - you were both just horrible at being subtle.

Of course, Price had expected it to be around the bend - he knew if Simon had waited any longer to share his feelings, the poor man might have burnt the pub down. So, he's relieved when he sees the lingering glances, the gentle touches on the small of your back when Simon speaks to you, the way you aren't afraid to lean into him to hear him above the din of the nighttime rush-

It was about time, Price thinks - and he's relieved. He's sick and tired of Simon getting distracted during his shift every time you come prancing around; sure, it might still happen, but at least he doesn't see the bartender staring daggers at everyone you talk too- no, actually- shit. He's still doing that, too. And he's still getting hard behind the bar. Ah, whatever. At least he's not the victim of Simon's jealousy anymore.

Gaz picks up on it on his second or third day at the pub (Price convinced him to start working with them, though he promised to share him with the Brewmaster when he really needed him). He wasn't particularly observing the two of you much, more occupied with doing his job and talking with Soap in the kitchen...

But he happened to witness a moment between you and Simon behind the bar. You were refilling a table's ginger ale, your expression blank. It was only four thirty, the pub only being open for thirty minutes, and there were no patrons at the bar as of yet. Gaz was restocking the server station when he heard a commotion behind the bar. He turned to find Simon crowding you into the corner, standing like a brick wall at your back.

"Simon- move!"

"Got somewhere t' be?"

"Yes, believe it or not. Are you gonna move?"

"Mm... tough."

Not a moment later, you pointed the nozzle at his chest and sprayed him with tonic water - he cursed and jumped back, and quickly made your escape from behind the bar.

It might not be a neon sign, but it was obvious. Simon isn't a man who lets people get this close to him, unless they mean something. Something more than just a coworker, for sure.

As for Soap... well, Johnny boy finds out about you two on Halloween night - via the unintentional hard launch.

[bookmarkthebutterfly]

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[the-californicationist]

he opens the mail

Captain Price opens a package, thinking it’s intel, but it’s a sex pollen. The only cure? Your pussy, apparently.

Warning: sex pollen tropes, extremely dubious consent, attempt at satire?, angry john price

“We’re never going to make this deadline. Laswell’s gonna kill me,” you complained, burying your head in the pile of envelopes and packages strewn over your desk. 

“Did this to yourself, lass. Shoulda been keepin’ up with intel duty. Wee bit at a time, ‘s what I say,” Soap patted you on the shoulder, feigning pity. 

You spent hours combing through the documents, and by the time everyone had gone to bed, your fingers were covered in paper cuts, and your vision was blurry from squinting at the poorly scrawled Cyrillic words. 

You thought you were alone, and as you stood up to stretch and refill your coffee mug, Captain Price opened up the office door, scaring you half to death. 

“Oh, hey Corporal,” he smiled and then furrowed his brow, “What are you still doing here?”

You sighed, pointing to the piles of documents,

“Laswell’s intel backlog. I’m the only one with a Level 3 linguistics cert for Russian, so here I am. Gonna be an all-nighter.”

He closed the door and sat down across from your seat, digging into the pile, 

“I’m Level 3. Let’s finish it.”

“Captain, you don’t have to do that. I’m sure you’ve got more important things…”

Price shook his head, taking off his hat and hanging it on the chair back,

“Nah, tha’s alright, love. I’ll help ya. Get us a tea, yeah?”

You knew how he took his tea, and you hated that you did. Secretly, you were obsessed with him. He was always around, smelling like balsam wood and tobacco, looking like a gladiator, huge and capable in the most masculine way. It was hard to concentrate when he was nearby. Now that he had offered to help, you had to grin and bear it. 

You worked together for a while, chatting, even laughing. It was nice. You had so much in common, the conversation flowed easily, and you found yourself much more at ease. Finally, three packages remained. You opened the first one and found little more than phone records for a local library. Unhelpful to say the least. Price opened a water bill, and he recognized the address of a recent Konni base location. Any intel at this point felt like a celebration. Then, the final box. 

“Go on then. Show us the ending,” he smiled, handing it to you. 

“Couldn’t take the joy of ripping up the last letter, Captain. Be my guest,” you smiled. 

He chuckled, tearing into the envelope. In a flash, bright pink powder sprayed him directly in the eyes, and he writhed in pain, pinching them shut, his whole body going stiff. 

“Fuck me!” He shouted. 

“Hang on,” you ran over to the sink in the kitchenette, “Here’s some water. Get that shit out of your eyes.”

“Don’t,” he moved away from you like you were on fire, “Don’t touch me. Might be contagious.”

Your chest was rising and falling with your labored breathing, and you were immediately worried. You reached for your phone and called Laswell.

“Laswell, Price got anthraxed by one of the intel letters. What do you want us to do?”

She gasped, 

“What? Shit. I’m on my way.”

She hung up on you. You watched Price slowly try to open his eyes. They were stained hot pink from the powder. 

“You alright?” You asked him. 

“Yeah, love,” he sighed, “Doesn’t hurt anymore. Feeling strange though. Laswell said she’s coming?”

You nodded,

“Yeah, just in case.”

He nodded, running his hand along the inside of his collar. The captain was sweaty and a little pale. 

“Captain, are you okay?”

“Mmm, no,” he shook his head, “Something’s not right, love.”

He stood and went to the sink, washing as much of the powder off as he could. You moved away from him and stationed yourself across the room, praying for Laswell to hurry. 

Price was in a bad way. He took off his shirt, and he was still dripping with beads of sweat. You tried not to stare, but his temperature wasn’t the only thing heating up. His huge cock was making a prominent tent in his pants, but he was in too much pain to bother hiding it. You felt yourself blushing, and you willed yourself to pull it together. 

“…fuckin’ hell,” his hand went to his crotch to squeeze his length, trying to find some relief, “Sorry, love.”

“It’s okay,” you said politely, trying to breathe normally, but feeling the slick rush melt between your legs. 

“It’s makin’ me…feel…bloody hell. I can’t hold it off. Can…can you…? No! No, what the fuck am I sayin’? No,” he shook his head, rubbing his hands down his face, hot and very bothered. 

You inched closer to him,

“If I haven’t been affected yet, I’m sure it’s okay. How should I help you?”

“No! No, stay back. I’m not…I can’t think straight. My mind’s got one thing on it,” he shoved his hands beyond his zipper and began to jerk himself off, his dick making lurid noises with his hand. 

You hated seeing him so helpless. You moved to his side,

“Cap, it’s okay. Let me help you.”

His hand was around your throat in milliseconds. Price shoved you against the wall and began to kiss your mouth, furiously laving his tongue against yours. 

“No, no, no,” he whispered through his kisses, not bothering to pull away as he spoke his lamentations. 

You made the mistake of putting your hands on his chest to steady yourself. He moaned, trembling beneath your touch,

“Ahh, careful.”

“Sorry,” you pulled your hands away, still trapped in his firm grip around your neck, “did I hurt you?”

“No, doesn’t hurt.”

He said it in a way that darkly implied your touch was igniting a different kind of fire. You put your hands back where they were, and his eyes shot open, piercing through yours with a lustful rage. Unexpectedly, he ripped off your shirt and lay you down on the black leather couch in the corner of the office. He crushed you with his weight, kissing you deeply. 

Then, your phone rang. He didn’t allow you to pause, so it went to voicemail. It rang again. You were getting just as hot as he was, and you weren’t that interested in who was looking for you in the middle of the night. Until, however, the door to the office burst wide open and Laswell and Gaz burst through it. 

Price snarled. You’d never heard a man make that noise before. Laswell put her hands on her hips while Gaz tried to shield his face in shock. Laswell rubbed her forehead, frustrated,

“Are his eyes pink, Corporal?”

You escaped his jaws for a moment, 

“Yeah, why?”

“It’s a sex drug. Forces the user to fornicate as it is only passed through the body in seminal fluid, dissolving in the heat of another person’s body. Are you volunteering here? What happened?”

Her tone was so matter of fact, it was a little humorous, if Price’s length wasn’t rutting against you in earnest, you might've laughed. You tried to explain as much as he would allow,

“Got too close… just… happened. How…” you moaned as Price pulled down the strap of your bra and helped himself to your nipple, “How did you know?”

She sighed, typing something into her datapad,

“Checked the incident log from this afternoon. Four more cases of this have popped up in intel collections. Gonna have to screen for it next time.”

She turned to walk out of the office with Gaz, and you called after her,

“Hey, wait! How long does it - oh, fuck… how long does it last?”

Laswell had the audacity to smirk at you, raising her eyebrows and cutting her eyes at Price’s swollen cock, lolling out of his pants, scraping itself against you. 

“Eight hours. Looks like you’re in for a rough night, Corporal. Maybe next time you’ll be more careful.”

Part 2