#nanami ozone

[gonetoheaven]

i used to be a liar, a fighter

the things that make you filled with desire

[strrkie-art]

flavors of jjk characters

amateur set of aroma associations. aromatherapy is my little relaxing hobby, I am not a perfumer

Satoru Gojo woody-musky composition with light floral notes. The fragrance fits snugly to the skin

Suguru Geto oriental woody perfume. his hair and clothes smell of palo santo, he carries a trail of kitchen spices and petricore (Satoru calms down and says even "sobers up" from this fragrance, when you need to put your thoughts in order, Shoko calls him "honey wood")

Shoko Ieiri among the mixed smells of latex gloves, formalin and cigarettes, her fragrance consists of one tuberose and sounds weak, almost imperceptible

Utahime Iori nothing came to mind but the scent of white lily and lemon peel

Yuki Tsukumo I think a refreshing playful composition of neroli and pepper with notes of grapefruit would suit her, while poorly hiding the smell of rubber and metal on her hands

Choso camphor and tea rose

Mei Mei fragrance of cashmere, black currant berries, ginger

Kento Nanami  sun-warmed trees, oak and fresh aquatic notes on warm days, in cold weather he will be warmed combination of guryun balm, bergamot and pomegranate peel

Hiromi Higuruma restrained fragrance of clary sage, cardamom, lavender and cedar

Yuuji Itadori orange, sage, vetiver I think Yuu is not picky, it is normal for him to use a 3 in 1 shampoo with an indefinite smell, he has not yet decided what exactly complements it, he uses different probes that Nobara gives him as a present, but most often unconsciously chooses compositions with orange

Megumi Fushiguro  green tea and oak moss, smell of cleanliness, which happens to washed laundry with a powder without fragrance, brought from the cold into the warmth of the room

Ryomen Sukuna strong vanilla at the beginning and after it sounds deeper with bitter wild herbs and pine needles, supplemented with tobacco, orchid notes and musk, completely eclipsing the original suffocating sweetness

Uraume cotton, fresh figs and burnt laurel leaves

Tsumiki Fushiguro pink pepper and lily of the valley

Toji Fushiguro woody-resin fragrance with animalistic notes and tobacco (he smokes, his hands and clothes smell of strong cigarettes)

Junpei Yoshino ylang-ylang, cumin, cucumber

Mahito something incongruous, for example, the smell of moisture and sweet rot of autumn leaves, a diluent for oil paints in combination with patchouli or vanilla

Yuuta Okkotsu jasmine tea, soy wax, juniper

Toge Inumaki fennel, rosemary, sea buckthorn leaves

Nobara Kugisaki I don't associate with anything other than perfume Funny by Moschino

Maki Zenin watery violet fragrance

Momo Nishimiya peony, freesia, geranium, amber, frankincense, powder (oh, no, Mai, it's not grandma's perfume, it's called a mystical witch fragrance)

Mai Zenin white pineapple strawberries, tobacco dust and cloves

Kasumi Miwa  is something powdery, delicate and barely perceptible iris or verbena

Noritoshi Kamo woody earthy fragrance with a hint of salt and almonds. his hands smell of suede, ink and coffee beans

Kokichi Muta ozone, bigaradia, nutmeg, licorice and musk

Aoi Todo perfumed deodorant with lime, nutmeg, basil and chamomile tea (to calm the rage in the chest in the spa evening)

Kirara Hoshi patchouli, rose and chocolate shampoo

Kinji Hakari iron, spruce, red apple and fire smoke

Mimiko Hasaba vanilla, apricot, wormwood

Nanako Hasaba geranium, rosehip, cinnamon

Nitta Akari rice water, pomegranate, grapefruit, red currant berries

Nitta Arata lavender, cardamom, walnut, lemon

Yorozu red wine, wild honey, rice, ginger cookies

Hajime Kashimo aquatic fragrance, chrysanthemum, bamboo

Naoya Zenin sandalwood, powdered sugar, caramel, salt

Haruta Shigemo fir, tangerine, lime, bitter chocolate, salty-sweet popcorn

Dagon land, mud, sea

Jogo wet burnt wood, mango, gasoline

Hanami fresh grass, garden flowers after rain

Kiyotaka Ijichi cocoa, tobacco, cloves, amber

Ino Takuma guaiac wood, vetiver, bergamot, lemon

Atsuya Kusakabe aquatic or woody fragrance with tea tree

Hana Kurusu powdery mimosa

Ryu Nishikori copaifera balsam, pine resin, clary sage, pineapple and burnt caramel

Takako Uro gunpowder, lemongrass, blackberry, leather notes

I think to end the thread on this note, it turned out to be longer than I expected. In any case, it was fun for me to pick up fragrances for the characters, relying on my olfactory memory, rather than adjusting to personal preferences (this was especially difficult with Naoya's fragrance😅)

[seiwas]

music tag game

pick a song for each letter of your url and tag that many people.

aaaah thank you for the tag willow!! @willowser 🥺

take 2 bc i love new music !!!

s - set on you by diamond white h - heaven by jason dhakal, lustbass (reminds me of nanami omf) o - one look by leo t - thinking bout you by rei brown, joji o - ozone by chase atlantic r - room by chaz cardigan u - universe by thuy s - same place by prettymuch

tagging: @twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat, @ufo-ikawa, @shdous, @utahimeow, @selarina, @em1e, @mimiriko, @threadbaresweater + anyone else who wants to join!!

[ao3feed-nanago]

Strawberries and Ozone

by AU_rubix_cube Gojo is pretty sure he isn't actually an alpha, Geto can't stop thinking with his dick, Haibara is too cute for his own good and Nanami is contemplating changing his hairstyle. Shoko's so glad she's a beta. Words: 2633, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga), 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: M/M, Other Characters: Getou Suguru, Gojo Satoru, Ieiri Shoko, Haibara Yu (Jujutsu Kaisen), Nanami Kento Relationships: Getou Suguru/Haibara Yu, Gojo Satoru/Nanami Kento, Getou Suguru & Gojo Satoru & Ieiri Shoko Additional Tags: Non-Traditional Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Misunderstandings, Humor, Attempt at Humor, Oblivious Getou Suguru, but not in the way that you think, Alpha Getou Suguru, Omega Haibara Yu (Jujutsu Kaisen), Trans Omega Gojo Satoru, Ieiri Shoko is So Done, Shoko has the only braincell in her year, the nanago is a slower burn than the haigeto but they'll get there, Haibara Yu is a Ray of Sunshine (Jujutsu Kaisen), Masturbation, Scent Kink, I mean it's A/O/B lads you know the drill, I'll tag for knotting once that chapter comes up, POV Alternating via https://ift.tt/yJ7qj9L

[ratiosalaryman]

[ groom ]  your muse adjusting mine’s appearance , such as straightening a tie , fixing their hair , or buttoning their shirt for them , etc .  // gojo

@mcwscollective : ( answered non-sexual acts of dominance — accepting ) gojo → nanami

The field before them lies in the expected aftermath of such an incursion. Cursed energy cackles and fades with the distinct smell of ozone, sizzling away like a slowly fading storm. Nanami's face is carved in a mask of weariness as he stands there, taking in the exorcism of his last 7 : 3 strike. The curse dissipates just as boulders, aimed at no other than the limitless himself, fall from the air in collective heaps. Gojo was fine, his infinity catching any danger long before Nanami could properly retaliate. The balance of this particular equation is not lost on the ratio sorcerer, only grateful he could assist at all.

Nanami gives a deep exhale through his nose, taking inventory of damage for his report later. He does not notice the deep gash across his cheek but... does observe the particular image of his ex-upperclassman. Gojo, of course, moves through the aftermath with a non nonchalance, his black uniform untouched. A surreal beacon of unaffected elegance amidst the wreckage that sought to grind them both to fodder. Admiration is a constant variable when it comes to witnessing his friend. He can't help but feel a little resentment, too. Value was a funny thing. He knows this was easier with him there as support. Perhaps it was witnessing the widening gape between them that touched on his nerves at all. He checks his watch — 16:43. "The report can wait until tomorrow," Nanami finally comments, feeling a retreat and a glass of Suntory is in his immediate future. Satoru's voice pierces through his musings with a — 'hold still, Nanamin.' His ex-upperclassman approaches, an an enigmatic glint in his eye peaking from beneath the raised blindfold. It's always startling— to see those blue eyes— as it momentarily pauses the man. Nanami can't help but watch as Gojo produces a handkerchief with a flourish. Before he knows it, Satoru is at his side. Nanami, slightly perplexed, watches as he wipes away the blood on his cheek. The infinity gone as Gojo happily, deliberately, tidies up his carved face. The actions are surprisingly gentle, crushing any protests that swell in his throat with curious silence. Gojo steps back with the subtlest hint of a smirk on his lips, straightening Nanami's blood splattered tie. The absurdity isn't lost on Nanami. The epitome of the Jujutsu world's prince, taking it upon himself to tidy up his appearance. Nanami can't help but straighten his posture, chewing on what just happened as he fumbles with his tie, feeling the warmth of his upperclassman lingering on the satin fabric. "Gojo," he begins in his usual pragmatic tone— "... thank you," Nanami says with a short nod, appreciating the gesture, but keeps his face carefully stoic. "That's quite the invasion of personal space, even for you," he comments, the mildest quirk in his brow. He can't help but keep his gaze steady on the his friend, seeking some kind of answer in the man's unreadable expression.

[misadventuring]

please don’t stay away tonight

please don’t go…

[wvngx]

🖤

[coldgpa]

To me this is THE steddie song. I feel like it embodies them so well

[songspiral]

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"Alone Too" by Nanami Ozone

[thisisyouridol]

she’s just like me frfr

[ao3feed-nanago]

Strawberries and Ozone

by AU_rubix_cube Gojo is pretty sure he isn't actually an alpha, Geto can't stop thinking with his dick, Haibara is too cute for his own good and Nanami is contemplating changing his hairstyle. Shoko's so glad she's a beta. Words: 2633, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga), 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: M/M, Other Characters: Getou Suguru, Gojo Satoru, Ieiri Shoko, Haibara Yu (Jujutsu Kaisen), Nanami Kento Relationships: Getou Suguru/Haibara Yu, Gojo Satoru/Nanami Kento, Getou Suguru & Gojo Satoru & Ieiri Shoko Additional Tags: Non-Traditional Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Misunderstandings, Humor, Attempt at Humor, Oblivious Getou Suguru, but not in the way that you think, Alpha Getou Suguru, Omega Haibara Yu (Jujutsu Kaisen), Trans Omega Gojo Satoru, Ieiri Shoko is So Done, Shoko has the only braincell in her year, the nanago is a slower burn than the haigeto but they'll get there, Haibara Yu is a Ray of Sunshine (Jujutsu Kaisen), Masturbation, Scent Kink, I mean it's A/O/B lads you know the drill, I'll tag for knotting once that chapter comes up, POV Alternating via https://ift.tt/yOz3esR

[recommendedlisten]

To its credit, 2019 has taken a much different path and feel to its start than recent years in music. There has definitely been more than enough to appreciate, but if you look through these first three month’s of recommended listens, it’s held with it a unique way of intriguing us with albums by artists on the rise and breaking out, those of familiar faces reinventing themselves, or some mastering what they’ve always done exceptionally well. There’s plenty more of that which this one-human writing operation didn’t have a chance to elaborate its admiration for on initial release. With a fresh season in swing, here’s a dozen more listens that will help you soak in the longer stretches of daylight in the coming months.

American Football - American Football [Polyvinyl Records]

American Football's music holds a magical conjuring to it that elicits cozy desires of the purest emo feels. The band is two decades removed from the hallmarks of their 1999 genre-defining classic debut, however, and as with all things in life, time has changed them, and that’s especially evident on their fully grown third eponymous effort. On American Football, Mike Kinsella and company leave home, but don’t forget where they’ve come from. Lyrics reflect on adulting with a worn out twinkle of the eye in a way that sees the past, but move on from living in it. The sonic sphere of the Midwestern scene heroes has shape-shifted according as well -- No longer concerned with deciphering ornate arpeggio patterns of long division inside insular spaces, and instead expanding the vantage point over gorgeous, lush-flowing atmospheres of post-rock. Voices of Paramore’s Hayley Williams, Slowdive’s Rachel Goswell and Land of Talk’s Elizabath Powell make apparitions inside Kinsella’s daydream realities as well, and with that, American Football find a new world of somber comfort to live in.

Angel Du$t - Pretty Buff [Roadrunner Records]

True punks embrace change, and Angel Du$t are a very good example of moving beyond the comfort zone boundaries. The Baltimore band, which began somewhat in the fashion of a supergroup led by Trapped Under Ice’s Justice Tripp, fellow TUI bandmate and frontman for Turnstile in guitarist Brendan Yates, his ‘mates in drummer Daniel Fang and rhythm guitarist Pat McCrory, as well as Jeff Caffey of Mindset, has turned the corner of throaty melodic hardcore heard on their 2016 debut Rock the Fuck on Forever, and head first into jockish feel-good pop-punk jams with their sophomore effort (and first since signing with heavy-hitting major Roadrunner Records) Pretty Buff. Stripping down amps in favor of crunchy power-pop bliss radiates positivity throughout their music. At any point, these songs can become love odes to a human as much as they can be a fur friend, with Tripp’s positive glee.being the kind of thing that ushers in the upcoming days where more warmth and daylight has a funny way of making you appreciate everything around you a tiny bit more.

Ariana Grande - thank u, next [Republic Records]

It’s somewhat of a shame that Ariana Grande’s fifth studio album thank u, next has arrived so soon on the heels of last year’s blockbuster Sweetener, because we didn’t even have a chance to get sick of. What’s different here, though, is that while thank u, next’s hit singles have led the charts in abundance, these jams are more so a testament to her stylized staying power, art of the mood-making, and consistency in craft rather than the big production immediacy of what songs like “no tears left to cry” or “breathin” blew out of the speakers. Essentially, it’s a suitable bookend to its predecessor from a different point of view -- A comedown, if you will, to the glitter and stardust where Grande meets her old nemesis heartbreak once again in the middle, and this time around, challenges the way it shapes her expression. There’s a reason why Grande has been adorned this festival season’s pop crossover headliner, and it’s because albums like thank u, next defies the mainstream’s conventional wisdom.

Better Oblivion Community Center - Better Oblivion Community Center [Dead Oceans]

It was so obvious and almost too good to be true, yet we set our expectations to disbelief. Better Oblivion Community Center, however, is the secret gift given to us by kindred songwriting spirits Conor Oberst and Phoebe Bridgers we should have seen coming all along. Bridgers, a spry 24, is the student mastering the art of veteran Oberst’s long lineage of sad eyed songwriting, and that they had toured and collaborated occasionally with one another before unveiling their self-titled debut was an early indication that this creative bond was formed for the long haul. Leaning into each other for their journey into the unknown, the two bring out each others’ best, which is a testament to Bridgers’ rising star as a contemporary vanguard and a redemption for Oberst, who has been finding his way back to himself slowly since putting his Bright Eyes days to rest. Songs wield in cryptophasia, with voices mutually pitied and political in their shared perspective, while chords tumble in the same key. It’s pure craft, because of how real they’ve always kept it.

Girlpool - What Chaos Is Imaginary [ANTI-]

There was a time when Harmony Tividad and Cleo Tucker’s sights were merely set on their world getting bigger, but with Girlpool’s third studio effort, the duo have ventured into an expanded universe of promising new patterns in their continuous evolution as artists and individuals. What Chaos Is Imaginary is the natural progression forward from what their 2017 sophomore effort Powerplant generated in melancholic electricity. Tividad’s songwriting blusters in dreamy swaths of reverb, and although the stories told only become more opaque in their synthetic texture, it’s fitting for the outer body experiences they indulge. Tucker on the other hand is becoming comfortable with their hands, with LP 3 being the first release since they began transitioning and discovering their own sure footing in brittle indie rock honesty. We’re witnessing both Girlpool members come into their own elements here, and having each other’s backs every step of the way only reinforces that growth.

Hand Habits - placeholder [Saddle Creek]

Meg Duffy has spent many years playing an important hand in crafting other people’s music inside the studio (they have worked alongside Kevin Morby and Weyes Blood), but on placeholder, their breakout sophomore effort as Hand Habits, all attention goes into both their own words and sound in a warm-lit display of tumultuous memories stretched across the canvas with an ease that juxtaposes their difficulty. Akin to their new Saddle Creek contemporaries Adrianne Lenker and Tomberlin, Duffy knows their way around every detail in the moment in the same way they know how to ornate them through rustling folk guitars, a vocal calm, and burning ember production that sweeps beneath this collection of songs’ melancholy pacing with just enough lasting impression to keep them in the corner of their rearview vividly. It’s not necessarily moving on, but rather sitting with these emotions where Duffy processes them the most through their creative identity.

HEALTH - VOL. 4 :: SLAVES OF FEAR [Loma Vista]

The way HEALTH has evolved from being one of the most aggressive experimental noise acts into that of a blown-out industrial complex has been a rewarding part of their allure over the years Their 2015 effort DEATH MAGIC was arguably thei band’s largest shift away from dense layers of sonic collision and creating noise for the sake of, as they began to emboss pop vocals and the impact of EBM into their sound with an effect to match the pulsating gristle of their live show. VOL 4 :: SLAVES OF FEAR is the Los Angeles trio’s full commitment to that side of their creative identities, as the listen -- while still devastated by crushing drums and industrial pile-ons -- is onset with a glossier coverage of rock textures as well as a heavier focus on movement. It’s also elevated singer Jake Duzsik platform on their earth-rattling surface, as his hollow echoes lead HEALTH further into the downward spiral of their nihilism, enjoying the free fall rather than trying to fight it.

La Dispute - Panorama [Epitaph Records]

La Dispute’s wilderness of post-hardcore isn’t the easiest to navigate. For years, the Michigan quintet have been of the most intentionally experimental of “the wave” alongside the likes of Touche Amore, Pianos Become the Teeth, Defeater and Make Do and Mend in a sense that makes it easy to conceive them as the scene’s answer to a band making their own Radiohead-like trajectory. Panorama, their fourth full-length effort, is another dense, complex exploration into the nuances between dead silence and deafening blows, again seeing its ebbing arpeggios, percussive footsteps, and angular detours polished into knifelike maneuvers and expanded into widescreen view by producer Will Yip as their first album for punk vanguard Epitaph Records. Despite its big picture feel, Panorama is deceptively focused on more intimate ruminations concerning love, death, grief, and existential relief. As vocalist Jordan Dreyer narrates his trek from points in Grand Rapids to Lowell alongside his partner, we meet the faces of each, though often they’ve been familiar to us all along.

Lomelda - M for Empathy [Double Double Whammy]

Where we last left Lomelda’s Hannah Read was in the pursuit of outward-seeking connection in the midst of wanderlust on her 2017 breakout Thx. Its follow-up may be a departure from that quiet grandeur, though what’s most curious about a return by the Los Angeles-by-way-of-Austin songwriter to tape deck bedroom folk lore is how it also suffices to compliment a flip on perspective from the other direction. M for Empathy, a brief 16-minute-long listen, isn’t short of inward inspection on the matter of better understanding one another in many directions, and given a deeper appreciation for it thanks to her time on the road. This mental homework performed by Read is done justice in its humbled environment of tender acoustic strums, warm key hums, and memory fragments. Just as she knows how to make the most of these simple strengths, she knows herself better, too.

Nanami Ozone - NO [Tiny Engines]

Let’s be honest: Today’s young indie rocker are very much going to the well one too many times in reappropriating alternative’s golden age, but at least Nanami Ozone are breathing their influences in a totally different atmosphere. NO, the sophomore effort from Nanami Ozone, is a borealis of bliss. By now, we’ve heard punks do their best to reinvent the wheel of dream-pop and shoegaze to an exhausting degree, but what the Arizonian quartet are doing the most here are is searching far beyond the static to make it sound both loud and colorful. That they’ve two vocalists to lead these distortion waves through that polarity in guitarists Sophie Opich and Colson Miller is one aspect of it, but collectively alongside bassist Jordan Owen and drummer Chris Gerber, NO is multi-dimensional in its ‘90s pillaging of big riffs and feedback, equal parts indebted to the Breeders knack for noise pop, Sonic Youth’s dark mazework, and the psychedelic haze burning off Swervedriver. It’s heavy with an objective, and anti-gravity when emotions take the reigns.

Nothing - Spirit of the Stairs -- B-Sides and Rarities [Relapse Records]

The sound of Nothing now exists in a plane within this music universe beyond the heavy shoegazing punk of the Philly band’s formative years. Last year’s great third full-length Dance On the Blacktop was evidence of how the quartet have maximized an already loud sound to fill the void with bigger production cues and reigning control over reverb in a way that can make deathly quiet moments feel just as huge. Appreciating the steps made from getting to point A to point B is thoroughly documented on Spirit Of The Stairs – B-Sides & Rarities, a collection of demos, live outtakes and covers of songs by Grouper, Low and New Order that the band has amassed since their early years until today, and now collects itself as an essential listen for any listener of their work, be it longtime or someone being introduced. Hearing the bones rattle on some of their more recognizably fleshed out listens colors Nothing’s catalog in new shades of darkness while shedding light on its depths.

Solange - When I Get Home [Columbia Records]

Solange’s 2017 soul-baring standout A Seat At the Table was a contemporary R&B pop masterpiece that demanded a voice for women of color amid the white noise of volatile world, and was executed with such pristine songwriting precision that it was undeniable to ignore. With her fourth studio effort When I Get Home, Solange is setting her soul free, however, as she escapes into an experimental sonic revelation obscured by the fragments of its many Houstonian fingerprints she’s pieced together in mosaic fashion that feels fittingly reactionary to its predecessor. Here, she crosses a 19-song-long universe in just 38 minutes time through production that’s locally sourced and rooted in chopped and screwed samples, cosmic jazz free flows, and futuristic hip-hop. Appearances by the likes of Earl Sweatshirt, Tyler, the Creator, Steve Lacy, and Pharrell are masterfully complimentary, yet barely visible against the backdrop of her black energy, which the listen wholly beams even if refracts in the light.

[therarefied]

Nanami Ozone’s “Alone Too”