#pack!scents
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Idk if anyone remembers a couple years ago but a candle at target went viral bc it smelled like Harry styles cologne. that same candle brand I think, it’s called threshold or something like that, had this amber and bergamot candle that I imagine smells just like Minho. That brand has just about all of the pack’s scents maybe except for noona and Chan I’m not sure
Omg I totally remember that. Holy shit. I forgot about that. XD
You're the best.
Here's some links to various candles I found that seem the closest to some of the scents! <3
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Wisteria
Wisteria and Pine
CHAN
Petrichor
Petrichor (2)
MINHO
Vanilla Bergamot
Amber Bergamot
CHANGBIN
Campfire
Wood Smoke
HYUNJIN
Citron Honey
Lemon Loaf
FELIX
Citrus Grove
Vanilla Buttercream
JISUNG
Fresh Laundry
Clean Linen
SEUNGMIN
Tangerine Ginger
BigLots Ginger and Citrus
JEONGIN
Cinnamon Beignet
Warm Bread
#skz#stray kids#stay#ot8#skz!pack#skz!abo#poly!skz#omegaverse#inbox#reply#ask#scents#pack!scents#bang chan#lee minho#seo changbin#lee felix#hwang hyunjin#han jisung#kim seungmin#yang jeongin#y/n#candles#moots#mutuals#my submissions#submission#suggestions#reccs
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#muscle#gay muscular#gay#gay man#muscular#gay sports#gay men#six pac abs#sexy muscle#six pack#jock strap#blue jockstrap#guys in jockstraps#gay jockstrap#men in jockstraps#sport life#sport gear#gay workout#workout gear#gay locker room#locker room#gym lockers#hot male#gay male#male scent#sexy male underwear#male underwear#nasty pig#gay life#sexy gay
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Autumn Embers Verse
Omegaverse AU where people who are compatible have complementary scents.
Your friends assure you that the bar they’re dragging you to is nicer than it looks online. You highly doubt that, but you’re willing to go along until the three of them get bored and decide to get a car to the club district. And they will get bored, because you recognize the name and address that they’re trying to go to. You’ve never been, but some of your new coworkers on the base have invited you out for drinks and pool.
When Christie flounces out in a bright pink mini-dress, you can’t help but grin. “You look great. Super cute. But I don’t think that’s the vibe of the bar.”
Admittedly, you’re dressed a bit less conservatively than the bar might call for. But you feel cute in your black skater skirt and white top. Styled with floral lace stockings, boots, and silver jewelry, it’s more dressing up than you’ve been able to do in the last 6 months.
“I’m not dressing for the military bar,” Christie says, checking her makeup in the hall mirror before dropping on the couch next to you. She tosses her brown hair over one shoulder and pulls out her phone to order a car. “I’m dressing for when Mel and Jack decide they’re done shopping for alphas and want to go to the club.”
“Military packs are already cohesive,” Jack sniffs, emerging from the hall in cute jeans, a mesh top, and a sensible jacket. Behind him, Mel is dressed very similarly, though they’ve opted for cargo pants. “It’s not impossible that we might find a couple of someones who might be interesting.”
“If nothing else, they’ll buy you drinks,” you concede. “Pretty sure they have pool tables. If there’s one open, maybe we play a couple of rounds. Give Jack a chance to bend over and show off.”
The car, when it arrives, is a little small, but the four of you pile in gamely. You sit in the front, since your hips need the room. The driver gives a smile and a nod through his cloth mask and starts driving as soon as your seatbelt is secure. You reflexively drop the window a bit, though it’s already open. It makes sense - driving groups around all night definitely lends itself to a lot of conflicting scents.
In the back, Chrissy’s floral omega scent plays well with Jack and Mel’s sweet beta and omega mix. The very subtle floral notes of your own scent don’t clash too badly, but the base note of charcoal does sometimes leave people’s noses a bit confused. You catch the moment the driver catches a hint of your scent and darts a look at you, but he doesn’t say anything. You occupy yourself on your phone for the fifteen minute drive, tuning out Chrissie and Jack’s complaints about work.
When you arrive, the bar is just about what you expected. Run-down in a lived-in kind of way but clean. Dim and quiet. The exact opposite of Jack and Chrissie, but that doesn’t stop them from swanning in through the doors and making their way immediately to the bar. You and Mel follow behind. You make eye contact with a couple of people you kind of recognize, give a quirk of a smile as a greeting.
By the time you’ve decided what to drink, Chrissie and Jack have already charmed a trio of alphas into conversation and a promised game of pool. Mel leans into Jack’s back and introduces themself in their quiet way. You give your name with a wave before ordering a whiskey sour.
“Put their drinks on our tab,” one of the alphas says. He holds his hand out to you to shake. “Daniels. I’ve seen you on base before, yeah?”
“I’ve been working admin for a couple of months,” you confirm as you shake his hand. He’s polite enough not to try to rub wrists on a first meeting, at least. His scent reminds you of the bakery near your house. “It’s not a bad job.”
Once everyone has their drinks and the group makes their way over to one of the open pool tables, you think you could have a pretty good night. Daniels and his friends, Bennet and Bakshi, are actually pretty fun. They’re obviously flirting with Chrissie and Jack (and Mel, by extension), but they’re not ignoring you. Daniels and Bakshi, at least, include you in the conversation and ask questions about your job, how you all know each other, where you’re from.
When Bakshi manages to pull Mel into a conversation about video games and cyber security, you and Chrissie excuse yourselves to the restroom.
“I should have worn jeans,” she sighs. “This is really fun, but kind of a waste of an outfit.”
You’re about to laugh when you pass by a table and make eye contact with a man you’ve only seen in passing before. You recognize Sergent MacTavish by his mohawk, and give him a little half smile. Then you notice Captain Price and Sergent Garrick. The blond in a skull themed cloth mask can only be Lieutenant Riley. You give all four of them a startled little nod of acknowledgment, and then Chrissie is tugging you into the bathroom.
You’ve never met anyone from Task Force 141 before. Any time you’ve heard of them, at least two have been sent off somewhere across the world. You don’t have the clearance to deal with any of their reports, but you know enough to understand that they’re practically rock stars.
“Five quid, Jack and Mel have all three of their numbers by the end of the night,” Chrissie interrupts your musing as she checks her makeup in the mirror. As usual, she’s perfect, and you hear her take a selfie.
“Ten quid, Bennet asks for yours,” you counter from the stall.
“No bet, he’s already asked.” Chrissie answers. “But he’s a tool.”
“You like tools.”
“That’s true. It’s the muscles.” she agrees. “If he asks me on a proper date, I won’t say no.”
“Not a waste of a dress, then,” you point out before flushing and making your way to wash your hands. “Is he wearing scent blockers? I can’t get a bead on him.”
“He’s a subtle bit of tobacco leaf. Bakshi is nutmeg and Daniels-”
“Daniels smells like fresh bread,” you finish.
“Oh, ho, ho,” Chrissie chuckles, leaning her hip on the counter as you wash your hands. “Took notice did you?”
“We shook hands.” You roll your eyes. “Kind of hard not to notice.”
When you step out of the bathroom, you’re startled to see Sergent MacTavish leaning against the wall on his phone. His eyes snap up to yours and he stands up to his full height. He’s bigger than you expected, and you find yourself helpless to hold his stare. When he smiles, you feel yourself flush.
“Evenin’, bonnie lass,” he says, after a moment. “C’n I get a moment of your time?”
Chrissie practically skips the couple of steps away to stand at the entrance of the hall leading to the bathrooms. She doesn’t quite abandon you with a strange alpha, but she does turn her back and pull out her phone.
Before you can comment on her absence, or introduce yourself, or even think about what to say, MacTavish has stepped close. His scent, something warm and earthy and somehow also floral, floods your senses. At the same time, he leans down to hover his nose just short of touching your temple. You can’t help but blush harder at how bold he’s being. The way he takes your scent into his lungs is just this side of vulgar.
“So it has been you we’ve been scenting around base,” he chuckles, taking a deliberate step back and leaning back against the wall again. He crosses big arms across his chest and smiles. “Gaz’s been tying himself in knots trying to catch more than faded hints near the caf’.”
What are you supposed to say to that? “…Sorry? I’m new to the base.”
He grins. “Well, I’m glad you’re around. Sergent MacTavish.” He doesn’t offer his hand, but considering the how rude he was before, it’s not like he needs to.
You stammer an introduction and decide to make your retreat. “It was, um, nice to meet you, Sergent. I have to get back to my friends.”
“Be seeing you around, hen,” he says, and doesn’t move as you make your retreat.
As soon as you’re clear of the hall, you make the mistake of looking that the 141’s table. All of their eyes snap to your face as soon as you’re visible. You almost freeze under their attention, but Chrissie rescues you. She takes your arm and practically marches you across the bar to rejoin Jack and Mel, who immediately pull you close to drag you into some debate about music.
You can’t contribute much to the conversation. Thank goodness for Chrissie, who gleefully carries the discussion. You’re too distracted to do much more than give vague agreements for a long time.
At the end of the night, when you and your friends leave the bar, you chance a glance toward the 141’s table. Four pairs of eyes stare back.
#dragonnarrativewrites fanfiction#poly 141#omegaverse#autumn embers verse#named after the fragrance oil i looked up to decide the 141 pack scents
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those airup partnerships must pay well because i keep seeing youtubers getting them. however i will not be buying the scent pod water bottle no matter how much i see it, love and light <3
#personal#assuming you use the scent part for All the water you drink#a 3 pack of pods only lasts 10 days? for 8 dollars?#so you're paying 24 a month...for that#and i hate when marketing is based in like 'oh we have noooo chemicals! we're so much better!'#like ofc some stuff is harmful. but girl. theres chemicals in everything. theyre chemicals...
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#no context scent pack posting#hfjone#one hfj#hfjone scenty#amelia euler#hfjone backpack#liam plecak#scentpack#odieart
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Hi! I’m actually trying to find a fic (I accidentally closed the tab and now I can’t find it :( ) - Derek is trying to scent mark stiles because the alpha pack is in town, he like sleeps in his bed and makes him wear his leather jacket etc. Lydia and Jackson are around too. I think it’s around 8k words. Ty so much in advance
It sounds like this one.
Scent Marking For Dummies by Hatteress (goddammitstacey) | 8.8K
Stiles is almost used to being chased around the school by werewolves at this point. Having to share a bed with Derek freaking Hale, on the other hand, is just needlessly complicating his life.
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I need a completely rewritten teen wolf series with Derek Hale as the main character. I think it would heal me.
#we follow Derek from New York. Laura left for beacon hills. it’s been six years since he was back but he hasn’t heard from her#and hes going stir crazy waiting. he packs up and travels back. it’s almost too much immediately. he still can’t get a hold of Laura#he can’t resist going home. it’s like a natural pull that guides him back. all at once he’s 16 again. staring at the wreckage of his life#deputy stilinski is sherrif now. it’s reassuring in the slightest that the police force seems to have moved on from how corrupt it was#he catches her scent and it’s putrid. bile catches in his throat. he seeks it out. still in denial to what he knows it means.#when he finds Laura it’s like the world ends all over again. he can’t stand to see her like this. he gives her a proper burial.#the best he can do at least#he visits Peter. he’s not the man Derek remembers- so full of fire and cunning. their relationship may have been strained at times.#often Derek felt more like Eve being swayed by the snake than a normal friendship#but this isn’t the sharp tongued uncle who guided him. this is a broken shell. all that remained of his family. he was so lost.#22 but he barely knew how to function without his family- his pack paving the way#Laura handled everything. she got the apartment. she made sure they had food. Derek looks back and feels so useless#he was so lost in his grief. Laura must of felt the same way but she never let them drown in it#she made sure he got his GED. even got him to enroll in community college classes.#he took them online. he never was able to warm up to people the same way. he used to be so full of life. now he just wanted to be left alone#he studied English. never finished his degree. doesn’t look like he ever will now. he can’t go back to Laura and his shared home.#can’t bare to see another shell of a home#he vents to the vacant audience of Peter and his cold fixed eyes#Derek leaves. he wants to promise he’ll return soon#but promises feel costly these days#he decides to go back to the reserve. maybe he can find some clue as to what happened to Laura#someone lured her here. someone who knew them and their history here#his mind went to the worst. Kate. why would she go through the trouble six years later. why wait so long.#Derek couldn’t stomach the thought of facing her. he focused on the woods. the scents were all over the place.#clearly multiple people had been through here recently. two scents were much stronger. Derek follows them#but when he hears the crunch of leaves he realizes why the scents are so strong. they’re still here#he ducks behind some trees. listening in on their conversation. but an echo of their scent catches his attention#he spots an inhaler on the ground. he puts two and two together and swipes it from the leaves.#he comes out once they’re closer. tossing over the inhaler- he figures they’ll leave. dumb kids messing around in the woods#he reminds them this is private property. though that may not be true anymore. he recognizes the scent of a new beta. interesting.
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Would love to read an a/b/o atla fanfic where the pack isn't complete until zuko joins them, as he ends up being the pack omega that's necessary for the group to function peacefully and effectively
#atla#zuko#a/b/o#this does mean everyone fucks zuko#but zuko does deserve the pampering that a pack omega is expected to receive#in the fire nation it's considered scandalous when those of the blood of the royal family turn out to be omegas#so either zuko has had to hide as a beta or alpha this whole time#or has been abused for being an omega and as such has never received all the positives that come with being omega#the gaang treats him like an outsider#you know for all this shit he did up until that point#but then whatever he was using to mask his scent runs out#and they are immediately met with an omega who is giving off waves of despair scent#and they are /conflicted/
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Halloween prompt: a voodoo doll is made of the reader, but instead of just pain they are simultaneously made to cum uncontrollably at inappropriate times
A strong musky smell surrounds me and immediately I'm aroused. I don't know what this phenomenon is but every time this musky smell surrounds me it's soon followed by immense pleasure.
I feel someone giving me head and teasing my nipples. I moan and within a few minutes I'm cumming.
I continue my day as normal.
It's probably been an entire month since this started happening. I look forward to it every time. But recently I've started to feel like I'm being watched during the day.
So today when I felt that presence at school I walked into an empty classroom. A few moments later a girl walks in, I had never spoken with her because she was weird.
She was intensely goth, massive black boots, messy hair black hair, and some people say that her hygiene is less than perfect.
I grab her, she's probably a foot shorter than me, and I ask if she's the one who was following me. She stomps on my foot and I keel over in pain. She tells me that I'm right but that it doesn't really matter.
She puts me into a headlock, shoving my face into a hairy armpit. I'm surrounded by that musky smell again.
"hump my boot. I know you can't help yourself when you're covered in my scent." She orders. She's right.
She pulls out a little doll, it looks a bit like me. She kisses it's cheek and I can feel the kiss on mine.
"This voodoo doll was so worth making to get a cutie like you as my pet" she squeals excited. I get a peek at her bush as she pulls her panties outwards and drops the doll in.
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shout out to platonic and non-blood family packs!! I think the idea of packs outside of your typical family get overlooked a disappointing amount. start a pack with your friends (even if only you know)
#miscecanis#a/b/o lifestyle#personally I am definitely pack with my friends#I scent them and take things that smell like them in return#it's better this way prommie
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side note if youre like me and are not getting nausea meds off of insurance or something else or have like a limited supply of pills i highly reccomend getting yourself one of these babies
i have a super old one thats beat up to hell and back and it still works like a charm. all it is a mad concoction of essential oils that do actually work to keep nausea down if its not too extreme. they also last forever
#they also sell these little blister scent packs if you're more into that.#those are typically stronger if you need#anyway this thing has been life changing i take it fuckin everywhere i go#one of these tubes is sold for around 15 or so dollars but like i said it will last FOREVER man :)#i couldnt even find the design of the one i have cause its so old theyve rebranded lmao
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I wonder how scent compatability affects pack building... Like how likely is it for a pack to turn away someone new on the grounds that their scent would fuck up the overall scent of the pack 🧍🏾♀️
In my au group scenting is pretty much a regular common occurance in packs, familial or otherwise; not only so others can identity if they have a pack or specifically what pack their in, but also as a form of connection yknow. Strengthening bonds and whatnot
I feel like it wouldn't exactly be the societal norm for packs to choose members strictly with compatable scents, but maybe packs with members who's scents clash get looked down upon under the assumption that the pack wasn't built well and that's why it smells off. Lol
Tbh I don't think that'd be insanely common anyway. There's definitely more decent scent combos than godawful ones in packs. Most packs mesh well enough for the combination of the pack's mixed scents to create something unobtrusive, and more importantly distinctive bc that's one of the goals of pack scenting— identification
#omegaverse#alpha beta omega#pine.txt#omegaverse headcanons#omegaverse worldbuilding#a/b/o#scenting#omegaverse pack dynamics#pack dynamics#pine.omegaverse
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Arrived home and my scentsy arrived too 😍
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Autumn Embers
Omegaverse where people who are compatible have complementary scents. Pheromones aren’t everything, of course, but you’ll get more cohesive group dynamics if everyone has scents that go together. Scent blockers and diffusers are everywhere in common spaces, so it’s not like people who’s scents don’t mesh can’t be around each other. Lots of people with subtler or hard to pin down scents only go au naturel on special occasions with family and their special someone.
Part 1 - Introductions
Part 2 - Work Introductions
Pre-Reader
Forming the Pack (Part 1) - John and Simon (SFW)
Forming the Pack (Part 2) - John, Gaz, and Simon (SFW)
#dragonnarrativewrites fanfiction#poly 141#omegaverse#autumn embers verse#named after the fragrance oil i looked up to decide the 141 pack scents
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So if I were to change my pfp here would you guys let me or maul me to death for being a stranger in your dash
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enrichment. i am sane again
#hii i went to the market and everything is fine actually#i bought myself new hand cream and its scented honey and vanilla and by god it smells so good... this should be what i naturally smell like#i also bought many many packs of hot chocolate!#along with chocolate milk‚ a few bars of albeni viva‚ milk burger(?) and my childhood crackers#🌙rambling
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