#Blueberry Bath Bomb

[relaxzing]

In a fast-paced world filled with responsibilities and stress, taking time to pamper oneself often takes a backseat. However, indulging in self-care rituals can work wonders for both physical and mental well-being. Among the myriad of self-care products available, bath bombs have gained popularity for their ability to transform an ordinary bath into a luxurious spa-like experience. And when it comes to indulgence, what better way to nourish your skin and soothe your senses than with blueberry bath bomb goodness?

[chronicparagon]

No Feet bath bomb from Not Your Average Babe

This bath bomb has two of Harmony's loves: Ghosts and huckleberries. (it's huckleberry scented!)

[illdowhatiwantthanks]

The Lentil & The Blueberry (The Surprise, Part 2)

Emily Prentiss x fem!reader Warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI, NSFW, sex, fingering, mention of vomiting (for my emetophobia babies), established relationship, fluffity fluff, worried Emily has my whole heart Word Count: 1.6k

Summary: Weeks six and seven of your pregnancy are underway, and you are struggling. But maybe not as much as your wife? Wildly overprotective Emily will do anything to help you feel better during your pregnancy. And I mean anything. 😉

Week 6: The Lentil

Emily had known about the baby for less than 12 hours, and she’d already gone into full Overprotective Dad™ mode. You’d slept in the morning after telling her, jerking awake to find Emily towering over you, watching with her eyebrows furrowed.

“Jesus, Emily!” you exclaimed, stretching. “You scared me!” You glanced at the clock. “Don’t you have to be at work?”

Emily continued staring, a look of deep concern on her face. “I really don’t want to leave you here like this.”

For a brief moment, you forgot you were pregnant. You scoffed. “I’ve had jet lag before, babe. I think I’ll be okay.”

“No! Pregnant.” She sighed and sat on the edge of the bed, absentmindedly running her hands through your hair as you moved to rest your head on her lap.

“I’m fine, Em,” you assured her. “I’m a little tired and sore, but that’s probably just from moving.”

“Maybe I should call and tell them I can’t make it in today…” She was speaking more to herself than to you.

Your voice was stern, decisive. “You can’t take off work for nine months just to sit around and watch me be pregnant. Even if you could, I’d rather you take the nine months after the baby’s born.”

She sighed deeply, looking down at you as if she was making the hardest decision of her life.

“You promise to call me if you need anything?” she asked.

“Promise.”

She gently placed your head back on the pillow, then knelt down in front of the bed so her eyes were level with yours.

“Please don’t do anything stupid while I’m gone,” she whispered. You could tell she was trying to lighten the mood, to make herself feel better about going to work, but she was too worried about you for it to sound anything other than terrified and pitiful.

“Like what?”

“Ladders, lifting things, falling in the shower...”

“Well, I wouldn’t fall in the shower on purpose,” you argued.

“Just…” She leaned forward and kissed you so gently, so softly, running her thumb slowly along your brow bone. “Be careful. Be safe.” She stood, then leaned down to kiss you on the head one more time.

“I love you,” she said, then lifted up your shirt to kiss your stomach. “And I love you.” She shot you one last desperate, anxious look before leaving.

“Promise you’ll call?”

“Go, Emily.” You shooed her out of the room, laughing. Who would’ve guessed that managing your wife might be the hardest part of being pregnant?

Week 7: The Blueberry (18+)

You leaned back into Emily as the warm water swirled around you, the sound of the jets and the movement of the water soothing your aching body. Morning sickness had started in full force, and your abs were sore from mornings spent heaving over the toilet. Your head was killing you most of the time, and you were constantly bloated. All in all, the first trimester was kicking your ass.

Emily kissed your shoulder, pressing her face next to yours and wrapping her arms around you to gently cup your breasts, mindful of the pain you’d been experiencing.

You sighed contentedly as she ran a thumb lightly over your swollen nipple.

“Better?” she asked.

“Mmhm,” you nodded, eyes closed. When Emily had called this afternoon to check on you, you’d told her how gross you felt from puking all morning, how sore your body was. She’d stopped at Bath & Body Works on the way home to buy every single kind of bath bomb they sold, just to be sure you’d have a fragrance that didn’t make you feel sick. She’d brought Epsom salts and fancy body butters and a new candle because the one you usually had in the bathroom smelled like coffee, and coffee triggered your gag reflex right now. She’d come determined to do whatever it took to help you feel better.

“And to think you said paying more for an apartment with a fancy jacuzzi bathroom was, and I quote, fucking dumb.”

“I take it all back,” you said, whining softly and involuntarily pushing your hips forward as Emily continued circling your nipples, her touch light as a feather.

“Honey,” Emily breathed behind you. “You can say no, but…” Her breath was hot against your ear. “Can I touch you?”

Your body wanted it, but your mind was struggling. “I don’t know, Em…”

Emily gently turned your body around so she could look in your eyes, her thumbs running back and forth along your hands. She leaned close, placing a hand gently on your cheek.

“It’s okay if you really don’t want to, but..” She watched you squirm a bit under the water. “It feels like you do. Can you tell me what’s going on in your head?”

You avoided her eyes, following a stream of bubbles as it made its way around the tub. “I don’t feel very pretty…” you mumbled, looking away.

“What?” she said, and you couldn’t tell if she hadn’t heard you or if she couldn’t believe what you’d said.

“I don’t feel very pretty. I feel gross.”

“Y/N.” Her voice was heavy with love and care and you felt a little like crying, not because you were sad, but because she loved you so much it was overwhelming in your current hormonal state.

Emily pulled you onto her lap and wrapped her arms around your body, pressing kisses into your face and neck. “You are so pretty. What are you talking about?”

“I’m pukey and bloated and my hair is greasy because I’m too tired to shower,” you confessed, resting your head on her shoulder. “I feel disgusting.”

“Baby,” she said, chastising you and gently guiding your face so you had to look at her. “You’re beautiful. You’re growing a whole human right now. You’re incredible. You have never been more beautiful to me.”

Almost unconsciously, you started to grind your hips into Emily’s, your breath coming fast, rhythmic. You sighed, wrapping your arms tightly around her neck.

Emily grinned. The words were working! She left a trail of kisses along your shoulder, placing her hands on your hips to guide you.

“You are stunning, Y/N. You’re growing eyes for our baby this week, did you know that?" She thought for a moment, morbid curiosity getting the better of her. "I wonder what it looks like in there…”

You stopped abruptly, as if a record had been scratched. “Not sexy, Emily. I don’t want you thinking about what the inside of my uterus looks like.”

“Sorry,” she replied sheepishly, an embarrassed smile playing on her lips. You pressed your hands to the side of her face and kissed her, your body hungry for hers for the first time since you’d returned from London. You couldn’t get enough of her, couldn’t get close enough.

“Emily,” you said breathlessly, pulling away to look at her. She was nearly as out of breath as you were–and significantly more flushed. “Touch me.”

“You’re sure?”

“Please.”

You whimpered as Emily’s thumb brushed over your clit, the warm water soft and comforting around you. She rubbed slow, indulgent circles, sensitive to your sensitivity, and your hips rose to meet her each time, even as exhausted as you were.

She kissed you deeply, passionately, her tongue desperate and gentle as it roamed your mouth, your neck. You moaned into her as she slipped two fingers inside of you, your body pulsing urgently around her. She kept her hand still for the most part, letting you control how hard, how fast, how deep.

As your breath grew ragged and your body clenched, surging against Emily’s, she moaned into your mouth, pressing into you. “Oh, god,” you breathed, Emily’s sounds nearly driving you over the edge.

“Come on, baby,” she begged, gasping. “Come for me.”

You drove your hips into Emily as your body convulsed, whimpering while your orgasm washed over you like a waterfall of static electricity. She fucked you through it, only removing her fingers when your breath started to calm and you fell against her, spent.

“Feel better?” she asked, kissing the side of your head, and pushing a string of wet hair out of your face.

You nodded, still too out of breath to speak.

You dragged yourself into a sitting position a few minutes later. “Here,” you said, clearly exhausted. “Let me do you.”

“It’s okay,” Emily told you, grinning.

“I can,” you insisted, pulling her toward you for a kiss.

“No, Y/N,” she said, laughing a bit as she pulled away. “I’m good. As in, I already came.”

“What!?” You giggled, blushing a bit. “Jesus Christ, Em! You were horny as fuck.”

She blushed and kissed you again, then poured some shampoo into her hand and grabbed your head playfully. You sighed happily as she massaged it into your scalp.

“I can’t help it,” she shrugged. “Look at you. Your boobs are fucking huge right now.”

“Well, don’t get used to it.”

Emily stared at you for a minute. Your soapy head. Your arms crossed defiantly over your chest. The slight pouch in your stomach that she knew would grow into her child. The way your eyes shone, holding so much love, so much purity of spirit and heart. What had she done to deserve you? She felt tears forming at the corners of her eyes, and she used her thumb to wipe them away.

“Are you crying?!” you asked, leaning forward to take her hand in yours.

“I just love you so much,” she said, her voice heavy with emotion.

“Oh, god,” you complained, sniffling yourself. You had a hair trigger for crying these days. “If you cry I’m gonna cry.”

She exhaled firmly. “I’m pulling it together, don’t worry.”

“I love you, too,” you said quickly before dunking your head under the water to get rid of the suds. And because if you thought about it too much, you'd start sobbing and god knows when you'd stop.

You popped back up, flipping your hair over so you looked like a founding father. Emily laughed, and all was right in the world.

[harrywavycurly]

Hope I’m not too late but I would love to see more boyfriend Joe Keery 😘

Hiii lovey!! Nope you’re not too late! I hope you enjoy these conversations, they are totally random😂💖

-find everything boyfriend Joe Keery here✨

*Joe wants wants to make you happy and he knows just the way to do it*

“Hey baby what are you doing?” “I am currently walking home…what are you doing? How is New York?” “It’s miserable…but that’s just because I miss you.” “I miss you too…the apartment is very lonely without you.” “Yeah? Well good thing it won’t be lonely for too much longer.” “What do you mean?” “I mean…you look really cute in that sweater…but also where is all the coffee?” “I look cute? How…how can you see me?” “Look up sweetheart…hi..” “Joseph David Keery what the hell are you doing home already?” “I wanted to surprise you…with breakfast after your yoga class…but how did you manage to drink all the coffee we had in this place over the span of four days?” “Sorry I pulled some all nighters while you were gone…” “oh princess what am I gonna do with you?” “I mean…cuddles and kisses sound good to me.” “Well hurry and get up here then.”

“What’s wrong baby?” “Just had a long day..I’m exhausted…oh something smells good.” “I made dinner…why don’t you go take a bath sweetheart and we can have dinner afterwards…I’ll even run the bath for you if you want?” “Oh I’d love that.” “You want bubbles or one of your bath bomb things?” “Uh why don’t you surprise me?” “I can do that baby…we can have dinner in bed after you’re done in the bath.” “That sounds so nice… will you let me wear one of your sweatshirts?” “As if I’d ever say no to you.” “That’s true…” “now go get comfortable and I’ll go get your bath started.”

“She wants two of the chocolate chip and what else did you want baby?” “Uh a blueberry please.” “And two blueberry muffins please.” “Two? I don’t need two?” “You’re going to want one later tonight I know you baby…we will be sitting on the couch and you’ll turn to me and go those muffins from breakfast were so good I wish we had more…so I’m just avoiding the pouty face you get when we don’t have a certain food item you want.” “You are just too good…oh can we try the pistachio one?” “Sure babe…hi yes can I add two pistachio ones as well…yes that’s it thank you so much.” “You’re just the best.” “Thanks baby…why don’t you go pick out a table for us? I see one by the window is open so you can people watch while you eat.”

[batmanshole]

my favourite emojis

thumbs up. salute. bomb. tulip. strawberry. sobbing. two red exclamation marks. red exclamation mark and question mark. woozy. dizzy. hand cupping. hand pointing. eye. female firefighter. female farmer. female construction worker. pregnant man. woman in wheelchair. woman in power chair. woman with probing cane. puppy face. duck. duckling. snail. ant. bee. jellyfish. whale. seal. sheep. guide dog. wing. dove. clover. four leaf clover. sprout. mushroom. lotus. bouquet. hyacinth. hibiscus. cherry blossom. rock. sunflower. coral. sparkle. star. rain. rain and thunder. snowflake. gust of wind. onion. garlic. bagel. ginger. cherries. peach. green apple. red apple. pear. lemon. orange. mango. blueberry. carrot. corn. broccoli. bok choy. potato. bread. sweet potato. baguette. pretzel. pancakes. hotdog. hamburger. sandwich. fortune cookie. rice. dango. sorbet. flan. lolipop. tea. honey. bubble tea. hockey. roller skate. fishing. woman surfing. fencing. paint palette. woman juggling. trumpet. saxophone. violin. chess pawn. guitar. headphones. probing cane. wheelchair. power chair. crutch. suspended train car. tram. trolley. train. train at station. airplane. airplane taking off. airplane landing. different airplane. ship anchor. moai head. map. roller coaster. park fountain. pink hospital. keyboard. phone with arrow. CD. DVD. minidisc. floppy disk. VHS tape. camera with flash. dial. antique clock. hourglass. hourglass with falling sand. old tv. plug. candle. lightbulb. ID card. ladder. pickaxe. saw. nut and bolt. gear. hammer. box propped up by stick. magnet. water gun. knife. axe. sword. dynamite. cigarette. gravestone. hole. bandaid. telescope. pill. broom. plunger. picnic basket. bath with bubbles. razor. toothbrush. lotion. soap. person in bath. toilet paper. toilet. sponge. bucket. key. skeleton key. bed with person in it. bed. chair. door. teddy bear. present. balloon. box. tag. scroll. document. document bent. file folder. open file folder. clipboard. office trash can. rolled up newspaper. filing cabinet. newspaper. composition notebook. plain notebook. red volume 1 notebook. green volume 2 notebook. blue volume 3 notebook. orange volume 4 notebook. stack of books. open book. triangular ruler. pin. pen. fountain pen right. fountain pen left. pencil. crayon. closed lock. pink heart. red heart. orange heart. yellow heart. green heart. cyan heart. blue heart. purple heart. grey heart. white heart. brown heart. black heart. sparkling pink heart. pink heart with arrow. pink heart with bow. double pink hearts. swirling pink hearts. glowing pink heart. vibrating pink heart. broken heart. radiation warning. libra. big red X. big red O. crossed out circle. question mark. exclamation point. warning sign. trident. fleur de lis. accessibility sign. canadian flag. brazillian flag. pirate flag. ok sign. cool sign. music notes. on arrow. top arrow. TM sign. crossed out bell. thought bubble. yelling bubble. speech bubble. spade. club. heart. diamond. gay pride. trans pride.

[awooships]

Wheatley bath bomb. Blueberry vanilla scented w handles made of vanilla pods. Turns your bath glittery and bright blue.

[tomatoluvr69]

Menstruating at work should be illegal & the govt should have to send me a bathtub sized gift basket full of blueberry muffins, curiously flavored vinegars, gnocchi (shelf stable), antipasti, stuffed cabbage, plantains, criterion collection dvds, popcorn, bath bombs, sour candies, pork bao, various products in yankee candle’s now-defunct scent Vanilla Lime, chive and cheddar pierogis, chocolate caramel lava cakes, red meat, and $5000

[vinitia]

Me at 17: why worry about the future if I'm gonna kill myself soon anyway

Me at 27: *has to restrain from eating a Smurf blueberry bath bomb*

[heartskinparlor]

derpy self care board for anon

❣lemon blueberry muffin cloud slime

❣suds perfume

❣aura quartz worry stone

❣liquid heart glitter square

❣heaven's dew gel lip oil

❣throw blanket

❣bella freesia room spray

❣blueberry bath bomb

[thisisrigged4]

How do they relax? Is that a solitary activity, a group activity, or both?

If they were a bath bomb, what scents and colors would you use to describe their personality?

From the wholesome ask meme, please! 💕

We are gonna do book Aviva and Not TOW Captain Aviva

How do they relax? Is that a solitary activity, a group activity, or both?

9 times out of 10 it's a group activity with Rayna, Eve, or Nathanial. Aviva is too ambitious and scatterbrained to ever relax on her lonesome. Rayna is her adoptive little sister/Ward character and one of two people who can make Aviva 'soft' (aka not a total asshole). Rayna is a free spirit who Aviva wants to be happy and their activities range from a trip in a paddleboat down the river, to hiking through the mountains in the south, and regular movie nights.

Eve and Nathanial are Aviva's best friends and activities with them range from the following: Getting black-out drunk (Eve and Aviva mostly), Meandering around the capital city (All), Nathanial 'forcing' Aviva to be his cooking assistant (She loves it; pretends to hate it) and others but that's all I'm listing.

If they were a bath bomb, what scents and colors would you use to describe their personality?

Avi would be a cranberry and clove bath bomb with subtle underlying notes of blueberry. It would be a two color thing with the outer bits being a reddish-brown eventually fading into an orangish pink

[umbralaether]

Hope you’re having a great day.

For the wholesome oc ask

If they were a bath bomb, what scents and colors would you use to describe their personality?

(Thank you so much! I hope you are too <3)

@mimble-sparklepudding asked for this one as well!

It would probably go from blues -> to purple overtime, simply because she’s both calm & reliable as well as intuitive and wise. As far as scents go it would be a sharper fruit smell (not overly sweet, more tart) like pomegranate, blackberry, blueberry. Notes of cinnamon, nutmeg, vanilla. Small hints of patchouli/musk. Potent, tart, but delicious.

[soft-ducky-boy]

Everything my Boyfriend/CG got me this week!!

Ok so I haven’t talked about it but my boyfriend recently came to live with me and this week we went shopping and also he ordered some stuff online. M not trying to brag just for the record m just really happy and don’t have very many friends I feel comfortable sharing this with so clearly online strangers should be trusted more lol

But anyway here’s the stuffs

Firstly I gots two pacis (actually my friend bought these but I’m including them here lol[I made the holders for dem])

I got pearl beads, pastel beads, rainbow letter beads, a bunch of jewelry findings, elastic cord

Round rainbow beads, wood beads, a display stand, mini slinkies, mini yo-yos, bubbles, and more related stuffs

A beading pallet, fishing line, clear nail polish, pliers set, pop tubes

Four new bottles and some wipes

Some bath toys like squishies and a net, a spinny water wheel, some bath bomb buddies and some duckies

And finally they ordered two jumbo blueberry cow pillow pets and got me a stuffed puppy that rattles (his name is Cornelius and the cows are pie and muffin)

ALSO

I went shopping with my mom earlier this week and got more beads and stuff



There are more pictures I can’t include because mobile, but I got various beads, cord, charms, chain links and yarn

I’m going shopping again with my cg tomorrow (well technically today cause it’s 2 am lol!!) and we’re gonna go to either Michaels or hobby lobby for more beads (for context, I make and sell kandi. That’s why my mom and boyfriend both are getting me beads and jewelry related stuff because I’ll 100% use it but also it’s a great little activity.)

But anyway it’s safe to say I’m spoiled lol -Lance

Also, another member of the system has decided to join the blog. We also have a fictive of rainbow quartz and originally it was just gonna be Lance and Jasper but rainbow wants to join. We’ll be making a new banner soon but until then,

Jasper and Rainbow Quartz protect this blog; no bigots of any kind, kink, or nsfw interactions. Child safe interactions only.

[sealcub]

Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: Zippered Bag with Bath Bombs And Shower Fizzers.

[findxbuy]

Pack Of 10 Chill Pills (Mini Bath Bombs) - Blueberry

The Blueberry scent captures the sweet and juicy essence of ripe, sun-kissed blueberries. Its scent brings forth vibrant notes of blueberries, that evokes the freshness of a summer harvest. Perfect for all occasions, whether your customers looking for wedding favours, gifts for friends and family, or just a little something special for themselves.  For an optimal experience, it's recommended to…

[corpseprxnce]

they are a five pack of different scents!! mint, strawberry, cherry, lemon, and blueberry! they all have different charms inside!! super excited to see what kind i get

-💝

Omg I'm so jealous!!! I don't have a bath but can I come and steal the cherry one pls?? 🥺

I had a bath bomb when I went on holiday recently and it was like, avocado and something else. Was lovely!!

[saltysodacracker]

8:10am

January 11th, 2024

This is what I was thinking of creating this year. I want to start my own small business that includes crystals, books, ceramics, art, prints, and even maybe homemade natural skin care line and cleaners. All for affordable prices. I wanted to create even maybe shower steamers, bath salts, bath bombs, hard soaps. Even maybe dabble a little into candle making.

For skin care:

Facial mist, essential oil body fragrances, light face and lip oils, chapstick, maybe my own cream blushes, and something like concealer for the girlies that have blemishes, but don’t want a full face of foundation which creates more breakouts. My own type of facial hand towel, and source black African soap in cubes. I also want to create body butter out of shea butter and essential oils. Make something that isn’t oily but moisturizes the skin. Maybe also on the lines of bum creams and stuff like that real whipped and pipped frosting like in jars. Hair perfume too.

For bath:

Bath salts, bath bombs, candles, shower steamers, body soaps, bubble bath, sugar scrubs for body, and lips.

For cleaners:

Laundry detergents infused with thieves essential oils, all purpose cleaner, glass cleaner.

For ceramics:

Blueberry giant decor, pool and billiards dishes and trinket trays, ash trays, rubics cube giant decor.