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We need more (read: any) fanfics about what Hiei was doing with his time while he was confined to Human World. Like, canonically we know he was sleeping in trees, but what about other stuff? What the hell was he doing all day?
#Where was he getting food?#How'd he do his laundry?#Where did he SHOWER?!#Hiei fighting the local raccoons for picnic leftovers in the park#Kurama minding his business at home when Hiei walks out of his bathroom in a towel. “...You're out of the good shampoo”#“Hiei what the f u c k .”#“Also you're running low on detergent”#“Hiei this house has a SECURITY SYSTEM”#yu yu hakusho#hiei#fun fact: There's actually a sizable feral raccoon population in Japan#because people imported them to keep as pets after watching an anime called “Rascal the Raccoon”
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I was so concerned with the horrors of making a doctor's appointment and the horrors of finding a job that i completely forgot about the worst horrors of them all. Finding an apartment.
#i just realized that yesterday#after my appointment#and now my rest of my time off is ruined#because i have to find a place to stay and the chances are low that I'll find something okay#the student dorm apartment was the hight of luxury (pretty new. good stove. good bathroom. hot water....)#now I'm most likely going back to broken showers‚ old almost unusable stove‚ hot water every once in a blue moon‚ no room to move#ugly depressing dirty#my dream is unattainable i know#i don't even want more than one room (even though in the long run i would love to have an apartment with a kitchen in a separate room)#but i would love to have an oven#i know it's too much too ask and i should be happy if i have a functional stove#also a bathroom that doesn't look and behave like it's 100 years old and is fully functional would be so nice#and my actual most important concern is having enough space to work out#it doesn't need to be much. i just wanna be able to move freely enough so i don't have to worry about bumping into anything#when doing burpees and whatnot#but I'll take what i can get#if have no choice#i can't commute. the train connections are too bad.#alright#I'll message some people now and get rejection after rejection after rejection 🥲#void screams
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me in the bathroom: [having the most gut-wrenching visceral panic attack of my entire life after a hard case] me once i step out:
#anaesthesia#anaesthetist#healthcare#medicine#surgery#medical#medical memes#we really do just have to go back to work like nothing happened#“yo - anaesthesia - we're ready for the next”#/i'm/ not give me a fucking minute#i think anyone who looks down on medical staff for crying has lost a really important piece of their humanity#that said we do hold debriefs where possible to unpack this sort of thing#but also we sometimes don't have time#usually we just wait until we get home or go back to the on-call rooms#some people favour stairwells bathrooms and showers#this also applies to other workplaces though#getting yelled at in retail then having to go back to work yk#panic attack#mental health#anxiety attack
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got to addis ababa and i am the only one out of my group staying at a particular hotel and it is....so gross and rundown (there are Mysterious Stains™) that i am worried to sleep on the bed
i had already decided to swap hotels for tomorrow night to where most other people are staying and i was going to eat the cost myself but i sent some pics to my boss to get her opinion and she IMMEDIATELY told me to expense it. honestly if i’d gotten here earlier i would have just done the swap for both nights but it is already after midnight so i’ll just have to make due.
#kat travels#kat liveblogs her life#i caught a fly in a glass and i am currently trying to drown it in the bathroom#the headboard is peeling away#the door almost didn't fully close until i forced it and locked the chain???#and the bathtub is peeling#genuinely if i could have avoided taking a shower here i would have#but unfortunately i have an event tomorrow morning and today's event was outdoors + the nairobi airport did not have AC#so i was drenched in dried sweat by the time i got here#anyway i already called the other hotel and they confirmed that they'll let me check in as early as 7:30AM so i should be good#my university will have to eat the cost of 2 hotel rooms for one night#but honestly my security is more important and this place is sketch
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I've got people coming over for the first time in ages and i have entered full Gayle Company is Coming cleaning mode.
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I'm doing totally fine.
#i have prioritized my cleaning so good right now (not)#definitely decided taking the shower curtains down and washing them was more important#than actually cleaning the bathrooms.#or the kitchen. or the living room. or making a grocery list.#priorities#Youtube
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where has my dignity gone
#one piece#one piece chopper#tony tony chopper#polls#the most important poll#i need to know#burning questions#shower thoughts#on a related note the sunny must have extremely good toilets bc luffy's eating habits are just too much for any old toilet to take#there must have been MULTIPLE bad clogging incidents on the merry#and also luffy doesn't have to deal with constipation bc his body is rubber so he could theoretically stretch his butthole out enough#to not be constipated#why am i rambling about the bathroom habits of fictional characters#somebody tranq me
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haha..... I'm a hea lthcare h.....her o..... *starts sobbing*
#looked at my pay statements and felt the horrifying spectre of capitalism and american healthcare grip my soul#dont get me wrong. really like my job for the most part.#but getting paid barely above min wage to wipe ass + get assaulted + doing shit outside my jurisdiction bc none of the travel nurses care#is Fucking Rough#CNAs should make 20 bucks an hr MINIMUM.#our chairman (CEO) makes more money than fucking god#and they are slashing our unit's (likely one of the most important units in the hospital) budget. they send us the most trainwreck fuckin#patients in the entire hospital- when they need to go to the damn ICU.#AND AND ANNNDD. Our unit is one of the oldest at our hospital- it is outdated as shit. none of the rooms have bathrooms/showers + no fuckin#windows. shitty sliding glass doors. AC thats CONSTANTLY breaking. etc etc etc. and they charge the patients for a fucking ICU bed!!!!!!!#the actual ICU is like the fucking Ritz. the rooms are enormous and new and the windows are big enough that patients dont get hospital#delirium within 24 hrs.#i hate this hospital with a passion ❤️
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okay i need work to be over now and not in 4 hours
#my brain wants to check out fr#i just want it to be saturday so i can do stuffi actually care about#sorry i just need to whine a bit about doing the same thing for most of my waking time#and not getting paid enough to live on my own#i had a dream last night and at some point me and my family were in some random persons apartment for some reason#and i wa slooking around and i was in the bathroom#and it was pretty nice one#and i was like man i want my own place with a bathroom like this#like it had a tub seperate from the shower and stuff#i dont do baths#im more of a shower person#but the idea of sitting in a hot bath was really nice#and my dream self had gotten this strong urge to find their own apartment#its like uGh#and of course i woke up and was like man that would be cool#if i ever make enough money and its stable income#and not like oh u just got some extra money for a short while#im gonna move outta texas maybe#and find a decent apartment#id have to do a lot of research cause i do like how melting pot houston is#so thats kind of important to me#regardless#if i cant find a place ill just move out still just in texas lol#find nice apartment away from any large bodies of water haha
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Ever had so much anxiety abt someone being on the other side of the bathroom door that you can't even use the damn bathroom
#i hate the way this house is laid out#the bathroom is next to the kitchen right next to the fucking dishwasher#thomass brother is loading it for the night and i literally cannot bring myself to use the damn bathroom bc hes right outside#i also wanted to shower#go away#the dishes arent that important we have plenty ill put them away idfk just go away
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why am i randomly thinking about places
#i know its because of a video i saw but. thinking so much now#.txt#my memories tend to focus on the ppl but the places are important. they are loved too. and yet i dont really think about them independently#like. my grandparents house. the kitchen with the orange blind that terrorided me as a kid (no idea why) and the attic and the bathroom#and the rooms where we played as kids. my best friend's house that i saw change with the years. my childhood best friend's house above her#parent's takeaway food place and the motorcycle in the living room and her older sister's bedroom with walls covered in writings from her#friends. the hotel in rome with the tiny ass shower and its curtain that sticks to you and the small old lift. my doctor's office that has#been the same since i was a baby. my ex's old room with their bed and plushes and stuff on the wall. the hospital room i stayed at after my#top surgery. anyway.
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Thinking of how hard Toji gets to the scent of your body wash, shampoo, lotion etc. He has his own bottle of shampoo and body wash, yet there he is, lathering himself up head to toe with the sweet scents of your shower products. It's not unusual for him to squeeze the bottles to catch the gust of sweet air that comes out of them when he showers, just like it's not unusual for him to douse himself in your scent when he misses you.
You're working a late night shift, not home for another two hours, meaning Toji goes to bed alone. His phone isn't interesting enough when it doesn't buzz with messages from you or other important notices, so he sets it down on the nightstand and just stares up at the ceiling. His dick is hard and your scent is driving him absolutely insane, the way the sweet notes linger on his body. He can smell it prominently on his bare chest and his pillow radiates the scent of your shampoo due to his slightly damp hair. He can't even pretend like he's comfortable enough to sleep this way.
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He groans in frustration, so hesitant in following through with beating his dick. This is stupid. It's not you, you're not home in bed with him yet, yet it's like your saccharine presence is wrapping around him, just adding on to the temptation.
After going back and forth for what seems like forever, he bites. He needs you. You're infesting his mind, clouding any other thought that doesn't involve you. This scent that normally goes on your body... your soft, sweet, delicate body- God, he misses you.
He rolls onto your side of the bed, bringing his pillow along. Your bottle of perfume sits in the first drawer of your nightstand, where Toji blindly digs around until he has it in his hand. Such a small bottle of poison. Once you run out, he'll gladly buy it for you again.
He spritzes the fragrance once, accidentally doing so with the nozzle facing him. He can't even be annoyed as he wipes it off his lips and nose with the back of his hand. The scent is smeared on the lower half of his face now, and his cock is twitching uncontrollably in his boxer briefs. All he can smell is you. The scent is already so strong, yet he's turning the nozzle and spraying it into the air again and again until the entire bed smells like you. He doesn't notice that the small bottle is half empty now, even as he puts it back in your drawer.
He lays back on the bed, satisfied with the sweetness that engulfs his nose, so merciful and gentle on him, causing him to act the opposite way as he takes his leaking cock into his fist and makes himself cum way too fast. He feels pathetic, groaning loudly after cumming within less than a minute. There's no one there watching, yet his cheeks grow warm at the mess he made within such a short amount of time. It's not enough to prevent him from going at it again. He's still hard. He has another one in him.
His mind hasn't shut down and it keeps projecting memories of you. A mix of loving ones—like when you happily twirled for him in a flowy dress that you said you always wanted to wear but didn't feel pretty enough for, or that time your nose scrunched in disgust at a cafe after trying something new and not liking it.
Toji lets out a breathy, deep laugh at the memory, before the more lewd memories with you start flooding his mind. Like the time he had to suppress the sound of your moans with his hand, so that you wouldn't get caught screwing in one of the bathroom stalls of a restaurant, or the times when you get all clingy with him and start kissing him all over until you end up sucking him off, or the fucked out expression on your face when he eats you out until you're crying and your knuckles go pale from how hard you fist the sheets beneath you.
"Fuck," he groans, all raspy and low as he furiously glides his hand up and down his messy length. "Come on," he utters through a heavy breath. "Fuck me, mama..." he huffs. "Just-" his breath hitches, "just like that." His eyes are closed so that he can vividly picture you bouncing on his dick. He starts thrusting into his fist, his abs quivering as he chases the climax that he's been building up. His breaths become heavier and they're rapidly released into the air, before he's spewing spurts of cum all over his abdomen and hand again. His brows pinch, and his jaw hangs open to release shamelessly loud groans. He's arching his back off the mattress as he continues fisting his twitching cock to get it all out. He's gasping as he squeezes his swollen, sensitive tip, thumbing at the slit until he can't handle the stimulation anymore.
He takes a few minutes to calm down before he sluggishly makes his way to the bathroom to clean himself up. It doesn't take very long for his heavy eyelids to shut and for him to fall into slumber once he slides into bed again. He feels good and everything still smells like you.
When you finally get home, all the lights are off except the porch light. The first thing you do is search for Toji. It's late, he's most likely sleeping, so you stride over to your shared bedroom first.
You were correct. He's knocked out, not on his side of the bed, but in the middle. The whole room smells so much like your favorite perfume, to the point where your nose burns and feels stuffy. You're wondering if you forgot to put it away and Toji dropped it by accident and it spilled everywhere, or if the bottle spontaneously exploded. You don't want to make any more wild assumptions, so you walk over to your nightstand and look for it where you last remember putting it. It's still in there, but a little more than half of it is gone. There are no cracks or damage overall to the bottle or nozzle, so it's just a huge point of confusion to you. It was a brand new bottle, you had only been using it for a few days, so of course you're a little irked to find that the majority of it is gone.
The only thing holding up your sanity is the sight of your handsome man sleeping so soundly.
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AITA for using my coping strategy even though it inconveniences my Roomates?
I (22 M) and my 4 roomates (21-24 F) all share an apartment with 1 kitchen, 5 rooms and 2 bathrooms. We tend to get along but we argue over the bathrooms more than we’d like
They tend to take a long time to get ready in the mornings, and I tend to take a long time at night because of my coping mechanism.
Basically once or twice a week, I take a few edibles, turn off all the lights, and shower while on the floor in complete darkness, rolling around in soap. I call this my Olm time after the blind cave salamander. I basically roll around in all the soap and just pretend I’m a little cave dwelling salamander while high as shit, and then rinse off and crawl out of the shower and head to my room.
It’s like meditation. I go to a completely different state mentally. This is the only thing that has significantly helped me with stress, while allowing me to incorporate all of my self care duties into my routine. Becoming one with the Olm is my only option.
My roomates don’t know about Olm time but they have realized I take a while in the shower some nights, and they have tried to argue by saying that everyone needs to get ready for bed too. I’ve told them that they take a really long time in the mornings, and I often have to brush my teeth in the kitchen sink because the bathrooms are basically locked from around 6:30-8:45 every day because of how long they take.
Basically they’re all pretty frustrated with me and I’m pretty frustrated with them. That self care time is pretty much what keeps me going through really hard days, and they don’t seem to get that, even when they tell me how important their getting ready time is for them in the mornings. I don’t know if I’m being an asshole or if I’m genuinely standing up for myself here. AITA?
What are these acronyms?
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max making u wear a pendant with his initials/driver's number engraved around ur neck coz he likes to watch it swing when u ride him
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"Where's the necklace?"
Max's words had made you halt. He placed a gentle hand on your collarbone, pushing you gently from where you were mouthing at his neck and stroking his thumb where the gold of his initials should be.
With furrowed brows, you craned your neck down to follow his disheartened glare. The absence of the cool chain around your neck didn't seem quite as important as the growing need for max, max, max.
"Dunno," you mumbled dismissively, rolling your hips from where you were straddling his legs on the bed. "Ah—bathroom, 'think, t-took it off to shower."
Your boyfriend hummed sweetly before lightly tapping the side of your thigh. "Get it."
Barely forcing down a whimper, you bit your lip, tugging on the hem of his baggy shorts. "Max, please, just—"
A taunting, raised brow was enough to have you huffing and hauling yourself off of his lap. The walk from the bathroom and back to Max's arms, barely ten steps, made your eyes glassy and the pleasure stirring in your stomach boil.
You made the mistake of catching your reflection in the mirror: flushed cheeks, hair sprawled in various directions, and an evident pout etched onto your face. The necklace was expensive; you'd known that, but had Max really needed to stop you mid-foreplay to run and get it?
Judging by his cocky smirk and the fact that he'd fumbled out of his clothes in the ten seconds you'd left, you guessed so. Your eyes drifted down his body, past the sweaty abs, and onto his hand, lazily stroking his hard cock. You wanted it inside you, in your mouth—fuck, he was making it really hard to stay annoyed.
"Happy?" you grumbled, your facade slipping when Max swiftly pulled you into his lap, shivering slightly as he nearly ripped the shirt off of your body, the cold air hitting your nipples and Max's wet tongue trailing kisses down your neck.
Moans slip past your lips, and you slide a hand down to the angry, red tip of Max's length. You grin wildly when he groans, the vibrations rippling against your skin and shooting straight down to your core. "More than." He cups the swell of your ass with his massive palms and lifts you up to hover over his dick. "C'mon, shatje, make y'self feel good on m'cock."
And who were you to deny Max that?
The stretch of his cock burned like it always has, spikes of pleasure overcoming the momentary pain. Max's desperate moans mixed with yours, echoing across the room. After a few seconds, Max's palm impatiently striked at your ass, making you jolt and bite your lip to avoid the embarrassing sound that would have left your lips. "M-Max, oh, fuck."
You lifted your hips, almost slipping Max's slick-covered dick out of your wet pussy before dropping back down. Max's eyes were half-lidded, a hazy grin plastered on his face; he watched the gold swing recklessly, worrying his bottom lip at the fast pace you'd set.
Max rolled his hips upward to meet your movements, and the loud yelp that left your lips made you flush. "Fuckk, s'good, baby—ah, all mine, yeah? All. Fucking. Mine."
Punctuating each word with a sharp thrust, Max almost came when your wet pussy clenched around him. "All yours, m'all yours, Max."
That was what the initials on your collarbones stood for, didn't they?
authors note. i havent written in so long pls forgive me everyone
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Here's a post for the autistic people who can't relate to the "autism is a difference, not a disability" movement at all. The nonverbal autistic people. The autistic people who need help with basic self care like eating, going to the bathroom, getting dressed and showering. The autistic people who need full-time supervision to stay safe. To the autistic people who can't go places alone or can't go places at all. To the autistic people who can't help having violent meltdowns. To the autistic people who don't understand social interaction at all. To the autistic people who'll never be able to study, work or live alone. To the autistic people who have to follow a very strict routine to function. You're all an important and valuable part of the autistic community. You don't deserve to be ignored, excluded or sacrificed in the name of a more palatable image of what it means to be autistic
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