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raven-at-the-writing-desk · 3 months

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💕 twst 2024 valentine gifts! 🎁

***Please note:*** Sharing merch images + news is not intended to encourage and/or to pressure anyone into making purchases. It is up to the individual consumer to be informed and to choose how they spend their money.

For general information about how TWST Valentine Gifts work, check out this post.

For character signatures and the messages from previous years, check out this post.

The gifts for 2024 are 100 ml fragrance sprays. These are not perfumes, they are more like room sprays. According to Yana, they worked with professional perfumers and the fragrances were formulated with each character's "image" in mind! These each come with a unique bottle label, plus a ribbon and a little wooden charm with a matching character motif on it. You can soak the wooden charm with the fragrance and use it to diffuse the smell through a room.

Preorders are open until 10 March 2024.

(Warning: in the case that these contain alcohol, it will not be possible to send the fragrances overseas due to shipping regulations against flammable materials. The paper goods—the 2024 Valentine Gift messages—will still be able to be sent out.)

Each character has their own unique scent. The following are summaries of what each spray smells like overall (according to official posts), but each also has its own more detailed descriptions of the top, middle, and base notes on their individual website postings.

Heartslabyul

Riddle - refined rose (geranium, rose, honey)

Trey - powdery mint (spearmint of course the guy obsessed with dental hygiene smells like MINT, white flowers, powdery musk and balsam)

Cater - lemon herbal (lemon, herbs like juniper, amber and cedar)

Ace - naughty cherry (cherry, almond and rose, vanilla and woods)

Deuce - citrus rhubarb (citrus and rhubarb, rose, warm musk)

Savanaclaw

Leona - clear wild (rosemary, neroli, musk and sandalwood)

Ruggie - dried nuts (hazelnut, vanilla, creamy musk and dry woods)

Jack - calm pear (pear, osmanthus, amber)

Octavinelle

Azul - salty milk (salt and minerals, herbs like sage, milky musk)

Jade - bergamot amber (bergamot, herbs, patchouli and amber)

Floyd - aqua vetiver (Japanese pepper yes, a literal pepper, a fresh bouquet, vetiver and musk)

Scarabia

Kalim - mystical musk (citrus, white flowers, creamy musk and sandalwood)

Jamil - smoky herb (spicy herbs, white flowers, musk and smoky leather)

Pomefiore

Vil - elegant fruity (cassis, white flowers, vanilla and musk and sandalwood)

Rook - dry green (eucalyptus, geranium, tonka beans)

Epel - spicy apple (cinnamon, apple, vanilla and sandalwood)

Ignihyde (warning that these were vaguely worded compared to the rest of the fragrances)

Idia - clean musk (“something refreshing”, lily of the valley, sweet musk why does bro smell sweeter than most of the others www)

Ortho - bluish clean (rosemary and other “fresh” smells, clear plants/greens he’s touching the grass that Idia refuses to)

Diasomnia

Malleus - deep oak moss (forest, spices, sweet and earthy vetiver and oak moss)

Lilia - historical depths (citrus, roses and white flowers, thick musk and sandalwood)

Silver - musty green (black pepper, cedarwood, warm sandalwood and musk)

Sebek - honest aroma (rosemary, white flowers and spices, patchouli and oak moss he shares a base note with Malleus, this was 100% intentional)

Grim + NRC Staff Shoot, no Rollo, Fellow, or Gidel valentine gift :(

Grim - innocent soap (citrus, lily of the valley, peach and musk he just hopped out of the bath)

Crowley - mysterious calm (***fatty aldehyde***, white flowers, cedarwood and amber)

Crewel - sweet charm (amber, woods, sweet oak moss)

Trein - tense wood (spices, dry woods, “sweet tangy tone” sorry, the base was vague)

Vargas - manly musk (smoky spices, incense, vetiver and leather and musk)

Sam - exotic bouquet (cloves, bouquet including ylang-ylang, tropical woods)

***NOTE ABOUT CROWLEY’S:*** I looked this up! Apparently, fatty aldehydes smell like fresh citrus but I believe the literally translated term is “fatty aldehyde”; not sure why it was worded like this. There are many forms of aldehyde and each smells different. For example, one form smells closer to a rose. Another supposedly smells like rancid butter 💀

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thewriterg · 5 months

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𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧’ 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐬 chp.1

pairing(s); simon ‘ghost’ riley x fem!reader, johnny ‘soap’ mactavish x fem!reader, kyle ‘gaz’ garrick x fem!reader, john ‘bravo six’ price, werewolf!soap, harp crow hybrid!gaz, dragon hybrid!price, wraith!hybrid (?) ghost, phoenix!hybrid (?) reader

summary; new recruits, questions, and a bag of tricks

warning(s); monster au, dark twisted themes, normal cod violence, firearms, knives, combat, pinning (?), poly themes, death, r call sign is flatline, blood consumption, eventual smut, kissin, and language

A/n; my toxic trait is starting a new series before finishing my other ones 😊 | chasin chaos masterlist

“Sergeant Mactavish, Werewolf.” The brunette held his hand out clawed fingers reaching about for the lieutenant who barely spared it a glance before looking back towards his sergeant and captain who smirked or started back at him smugly your presence lacking completely which was uncommon even if you weren’t meeting the eye he could feel your presence today it was gone but he temporarily stopped himself from dawning on it while words spewed from his lips

“Where’d you find this guy?” The gruff voice drizzled over the sassy reply made Gaz bight back a chuckle

“At the end of a rainbow” The harpy replied smartly his arms crossed over his chest feathers lying delicately over the surface of his forearms slightly lighter than the ones on his back where his wings sat it’s trail coming curtly to an end when it reached his the front of his wrist that damned fitted cap resting around his head in its common home ground talons tapping one of the many quills the sound almost sounding if he were thunking a table having his feathers harden on command just for the sake of it a quirk you could say

“Worth his weight in gold mind you” Price offered eyes not looking up from some type of notes he were reading over thick pear and moss mixed green colored horns sitting adorned on his well kept hair curling slightly forward and up Ghost could tell he was wearing an older shirt since there were two holes cut out instead of one for his stray wing that still sat strong spar bones matching the color of his horns and furless tail while the mainsail resembled a more dirty rag cream color

“They said it not me” Soap grinned mock waving off the compliment quirking the damned thick bushy brow of his the only one with a slit slicing right through the point of the arch while the hulking man sighed heavily dragging a hand over his covered face balaclava with a simple print of his actual hard mask a skull

“Fuckin’ hell… you follow orders?” The muffled voice was not a mere obstacle for the hybrid to hear the slight pointed ears on the side of his face doing their job well to listen

“I well trained if that’s what you’re asking. Sit, stay, paw, jump, roll over, I know ‘em all.” The brunette looked off mocking a ponderous expression counting off on his fingers the canines in his mouth slightly showing even though they were retracted

“Real bag of tricks, aren’t you?” The instinct in the sergeant perked up as you suddenly trailed beside ghost surprised that he hadn’t been able to pick up your presence or at least your scent quicker like he had with Ghost especially since they were so… different not having a face to match with your cooled voice since it seemed you also favored a balaclava yours simply plain black yet he didn’t mind just gave him two sheets to play at once…

Raking eyes over your figure the man determined you were a looker for sure yet he didn’t miss how the other silently agreed

“My apologies miss, I dinae get your name” Soap stated a now gentle smile resting on his face that you seemingly ignored accent seeping through a little more and as more time went on the more he could smell the authority coming from you and Ghost it was a little less than Price yet more than Gaz and the other recruits around base

“Depends who you ask. What’s the role you’ve had in your pack?” You questioned eyes low that he could see through the gap in your mask where your sight shone through staring him down almost as if you could see right through his soul yet he kept his quirky grin Mohawk stopping just below the base of his neck a small piece of stray hair lying against his forehead thick fluffy tail perking up slightly swaying against the back of his thighs cargo pants dipping in the back just below his tail

“I’ve been in a few packs could be an alpha, beta, omega if you wanted me to… but I seen you have your roles sorted. I’ve got no problem bein’ ah pup miss” You roll your eyes at that while the brunette winks you swiftly trail away dragging Ghost away with you picking up Price on the way while both men let you drag them along their hulking figure’s towering over your back boots slightly thumping against the floor before your figures disappear within the halls he turns to the crow who’s fiddling with the screen of his phone

“You ever feel left out of somethin’?” Soap questions and Gaz suddenly stands a small smirk on his face as he rakes his eyes over the wolf before shaking his head

“There’s enough for everyone to get their fill, you’ll be next soon enough” Without an explanation the sergeant was already trailing away opposite of where you had gone leaving him alone

But never for too long

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“It’s rude to stare sergeant” Ghost grunted gruffly after jamming his janky locker shut barely giving Soap enough time to look at his shadows slipping from under his glove some looking like it was traveling farther up almost resembling veins while the rest began to make a small cloud on his wrist until he shoved his sleeve over the sight unapologetic about the whole thing barely looking over his shoulder to acknowledge the wolf as he stood behind him

“Just tryin’ ta figure you out, Lt.” He grins tail becoming livelier as it perks up behind his back before it reluctantly lowers still up and lively

“I’m well traveled, seen a lot of things, met a lot of people. Never smelt anythin’ like you… or Flatline for that matter” A slightly clawed finger rests curled on his chin tail gently flapping up and down it had been a little over a week since he was recruited it didn’t take long for him to find out your name or call sign that might have well been your name since no one seemed to know it just by the brief description of eerie, bold eyes, and a mask to cover you face, he got the answer of either Ghost or Flatline

“Hell of a compliment soldier” The blonde resorts almost sarcastically finally looking over his broad shoulder to lock eyes with the brunette and he waves him off finally stepping closer to the skull mask wearing man deciding by his side was the best place to stand and if he noted the smoke trying to spill from his pockets where he had his hands shoved deeply he didn’t say anything about it

“Och, you know I dinnae mean it that way. Can’t blame me for bein’ interested, I never packed with a wraith hybrid before… or a phoenix thought they were bedtime stor-”

“Not hybrids” Ghost cuts off the scott before he can dig any deeper and he furrowed his eyebrows questioning if he had heard right if his ears were failing him or not with a small ‘what’ spilled from his lips

“We’re not hybrids.”

“No shit? What the hell is tha’ like?” Swiftly Simon was in front of him eyes bold yet precise slicing right through him while Johnny’s gaze slightly widened at the quick movement his boots not even so much a squeaking against the ground a bit of the air currents flowing against Soaps slight shorter form

“You ever shut up Mactavish?” He somewhat seethed and the wolf was back to sly grin in less than minute, the grin that showed his canines in the full well kept facial hair adorning his structure even more, the grin the wraith wanted to wipe of his fucking face to be exact.

“Only when people make me.” Soap implied looking up slightly to address his superior with a voice that would make other feverish or peely in his terms that damned drunken grin still on his lips while Ghost practically stared him down eyes slightly squinted thoughts brewing behind those sharp, precise eyes of his that the Scott couldn’t wait to hear of tail swaying behind him with a bit more speed than before but of course his Lt. was a tease and put all his weight on one foot to turn walking out of the locker room without so much a grunt but he liked the chase

And so did superiors

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“It’s an in and out mission that I’m sure you could do on your own, however I don’t need higher ups on my ass about favoritism. You’ll grab a few normals and head Midwest in the states to Chicago. One out of three missiles resigns with one of the biggest weapons busts in America that’s supposedly on its way over to Russia package delivery for a friend of ours… Makarov.” The air in the room shifted at the name drop of a once friend fallen foe even though You and Prices shoulders were up at the mere mention of Russia itsself you had a love hate relationship with meeting room as you got passed a file over things you truly didn’t need to go over things that a rookie could even fill in the blanks for

“This will either be the easiest sail of your life or your standing on the line of death, you all know your first priority even though I know you don’t want to hear it. Push come to shove the normals go first.” The older short cut haired woman looked at You, Price, and Ghost especially Soap noticed it confused him at first the wraith and phoenix at least, two lieutenants in such a small base or at least a small base that wasn’t Air Force but it made sense to him shortly after when he peeked in on occasional training sessions thought out a week You and Ghost switched groups between normals and weaker hybrids both favoring one group more than the other deep down and then at the end of the week bring them together to spar

“Wheels up at 04:00 tomorrow I’m sure you’ll have your picks by then.” Laswell sighed looking around the table for any objections your sitting between Soap and Gaz while Price and Ghost are sitting on the opposite side of the rounded table one of your legs are crossed under your form while the other is propped up you have your arms wrapped around it and your covered chin is lying on your knee and without another word she grabbed her laptop and exited room something about a ball and chain to her desk

The wolf and harpy are first to get up from their seats and the winged hybrid doesn’t go before gently brushing his fingers against your arm migrating towards the exit even though he’s stopped shortly by a shit eating grin and swaying tail conversation quickly taking place between the two

“So, what do you think?” Price hums both him and Simon approaching your seat as you began to stand rolling your shoulders eyes low beneath your mask it was still early in the day only 13:27 you had a training group normals at 14:15 sharp anyone who was a minute late got to run laps around base even if they weren’t hybrids or the ‘superior’ race in the field you couldn’t determine if you were fighting a hybrid or a normal and if you babied them because they were weaker than a super they wouldn’t have a fighting chance against one.

“He asks a lot of questions” Ghost responds curtly while the older man takes no offense to it producing a chuckle from the back of his throat taking out a cigar from his breast pocket in his vest holding out the thick brown lump filled with nicotine out to the blonde who responded by taking out a silver lighter snapping the cover back quickly as it produced a flame its front covered by an ace card with its main attraction being a skull the drug lights aflame a small hissing sound coming from it when the salt and pepper haired hybrid took a drag

“Comes with the package. Wolves don’t like uncertainty in the pack dynamic.”

“He knew you and Gaz before he transferred, didn’t he?” You spoke up squinting your eyes at your captain eyelashes mere meters away from kissing your cheek standing the only way he could get a read on you and Simon he usually says ‘those eyes can tell you everything and nothing all at once, just gotta watch em.’

“Yes, but you’re both hell of a new variable” Price admits before smugly nudging your shoulders with his strong single wing while Ghost crossed his arms over his chest you roll your eyes stepping away from the pair

“Save your verdicts until you see him in action, he’s a vision in the field.”

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Hey… how yall doing 😅

I haven’t posted since October I missed you writers!

Ermm I’m a year older —Nov 8th— happy belated birthday to me

And that’s about it 😭

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mistydeyes · 11 months

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perfumes i think the 141 boys enjoy

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summary: Scent is one of the most powerful senses, so what kind of fragrance do the 141 boys + Alejandro like on their significant other?

pairing: 141 x Reader

warnings: none

a/n - i also work for a perfume company so I've had a couple of ideas about what scents the boys like :)

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price - loves expensive, smokey scents on anyone. imagine the scents of a fresh cigar-that's what price wants in a fragrance. notes like pepper, leather, tobacco, cedar wood, and iris will make him crumble.

masculine

oud wood - tom ford notes: oud wood, sandalwood, chinese pepper

osmanthe kodoshan - maison crivelli notes: leather, tobacco, sichuan pepper, apricot, peach

functional fragrance - the nue co. notes: cardamom, iris, palo santo, cilantro

unisex

hinoki fantôme - boy smells notes: tobacco leaves, oak moss, and smoked leather

jazz club - maison marigela notes: pink pepper, rum, tobacco

lumière d’iris - veronique gabai notes: rose, iris, cedarwood, amber

feminine

baccarat rouge 540 - maison francis kurkdjia notes: jasmine, ambergris, saffron, cedar wood

cuir béluga - guerlain notes: leather, powder, vanilla

platinum 22 - floris london notes: rose, violet leaf, blackcurrant, oat, black tea

soap - woodsy, floral scents are soap's surprising pick. it brings back memories of the scottish countryside, adventuring in the woods and smelling the fresh flowers his mam had. notice notes of herbs (sage, rosemary, mint), lavender, and violet.

masculine

sauvage - dior notes: pepper, amberwood, bergamot, powder

h24 - hermès notes: clary sage, narcissus, rosewood

new york wall street - bond no.9 notes: sea kale, cucumber, lavender, ambergris, vetiver

unisex

voodoo chile - dries van noten notes: rosemary, patchouli, hemp

libre - yves saint laurent notes: lavender, musk

dirty grass - heretic notes: black pepper, lemon, hemp, violet

feminine

melancholy thistle - jo malone london notes: thistle, english ivy, cool wood

portrait of a lady - frédéric malle notes: frankincense, black currant, raspberry, patchouli

la tulipe - byredo notes: tulips, cyclamen, fressia, rhubarb

gaz - FLORAL CITRUS will make this man fall in love with you. it reminds him of a warm summer day sitting in the grass and smelling flowers. look for summery fragrances with notes of citrus, lemon, sage, and fresh herbs.

masculine

bleu de chanel - chanel notes: citrus, labdanum, sandalwood, cedar

polo black - ralph lauren notes: iced mango, lemon, tangerine, sandalwood, sage, patchouli

l'homme - yves saint laurent notes: bergamot, ginger, cedar wood, vetiver

unisex

cactus garden - louis vuitton notes: maté, bergamot, lemongrass

velvet cypress - dolce & gabbana notes: pine, lemon zest, bergamot, clary sage

eau de campagne - sisley notes: grass, citrus, herbs, jasmine, lily of the valley

feminine

brazilian crush cheirosa 62 - sol de janeiro notes: pistachio, almond, sandalwood, heliotrope, jasmine

her blossom - burberry notes: mandarin, plum blossom, sandalwood

flora gorgeous jasmine - gucci notes: mandarin, jasmine, magnolia, sandalwood

ghost - likes a light, musky scent! he loves when a scent adds to a person's natural smell (he hates sugary, gourmand scents). ingredients like musk, ambrox, pepper, sandalwood catch his eye as he pictures fresh sheets and a rainfall in a forest.

masculine

geranium pour monsieur - frédéric malle notes: mint, aniseed, sandalwood, geranium, frankincense

atlantis - blu atlas notes: orris, oak moss, violet, musk, ambrette seed

gentleman - givenchy notes: pear, lavender, patchouli

unisex

glossier you - glossier notes: pink pepper, iris, ambrette seeds, ambrox

not a perfume - juliette has a gun notes: ambergris

santal 33 - le labo notes: violet cardamom, cedar wood, iris, ambrox

feminine

missing person - phlur notes: musk, bergamot, jasmine, neroli, sandalwood

golden nectar - nest notes: florals, orchid, amber, musk

apollonia - xerjoff notes: white floral, orris butter, white musk

extra! alejandro - if ghost likes it simple and light, then alejandro is the exact opposite. he loves when he can smell someone's fragrance across the room. focus on bold fragrances with spicy notes of nutmeg, myrrh, and rum that is mixed with the gourmand of vanilla, almond, and tonka bean.

masculine

the last day of summer - gucci notes: cedarwood, cypress, nutmeg, patchouli, vetiver

bibliothèque - byredo notes: peach, peony, violet, leather, patchouli, vanilla

london myrrh & tonka - jo malone notes: almond, vanilla, myrrh, lavender, honey

unisex

tobacco vanille - tom ford notes: tonka bean, vanilla. cacao

dark rum - malin + goetz notes: anise, plum, leather, rum, patchouli, amber

tao dao - diptyque notes: sandalwood, cedar, cypress, myrte

feminine

lost cherry - tom ford notes: black cherry, tonka bean, almond

brazil aroma - costa notes: white jungle flora, orange oil, pink pepper, bourbon, vetiver, patchouli

babylon - penhaligon's notes: saffron, nutmeg, coriander, cedar wood, vanilla, cypriol

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lilacskiesapothecary · 7 months

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How they see you in Lingerie

Sakuna would be a mix of intrigued and amused by you trying on lingerie. He would likely have a playful smirk on his face and tease that lace right off with some flirtatious remarks. His thoughts would be racing with a combination of mischief and appreciation for the literal artwork that was you.🩷🔥

Toji would likely have a strong reaction to you trying on lingerie. He would captivated by your beauty and feel a surge of desire, but his reserved nature could also make him feel conflicted. It would intensify his attraction to you, and create a tension with every glance, touch, and thought of you. You would destroy his peace😈❤️🔥

Gojo would be taken aback by your boldness and beauty in lingerie. His eyes would widen, and a mischievous smile would play on his lips. He'd let out a low whistle, unable to hide his “appreciation”. "Well, well, well... You certainly know how to make an entrance. You're absolutely breathtaking," he'd say, his voice filled with a mix of desire and hunger.💎🔥

Geto would be beside himself to you trying on lingerie. He would be captivated by you and feel a strong surge of desire, and his possessive nature is eating him alive, not wanting anyone to see the literal masterpiece that is you. His obsession and need for you had heighten the deep tension between you.✨🔥

Nanami would probably have a very composed and professional reaction to you trying on lingerie. He would maintain his calm demeanor and offer a polite compliment, acknowledging your unique beauty while also maintaining a respectful distance. His response would be something like, "You look quite elegant and alluring in that, though I must remind you to prioritize professionalism in our interactions." But on the inside he’s sliding down the wall throwing up, because how bad he needs you😈👀

Take a visit in our shop!🌟

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desertdollranch · 7 months

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It has become an annual tradition for me to help Antonia put together her farmer's market booth, where she sells all of the fruits, vegetables, and homemade goods that her family's community farm has produced over the past year. Every year, the harvest brings more and more goods. But this autumn, she has outgrown the farmer's market, and is now selling at a roadside stand!

Antonia is ten years old in 1978, when she is inspired by the American Indian Movement to help establish a community farm on land her family owns. It's been a huge success. It has strengthened bonds between friends and neighbors as they all care for each other and make sure that nobody goes hungry.

Whatever is left over after everyone is fed, is then sold at the roadside stand. Antonia is also supplementing with a few special handmade extras that help bring in a little more money. The money will help pay for everything needed to help Snow Mountain Farm grow bigger and better.

Antonia is so proud of what the fields and orchards have grown.

Just look at the size of some of these pumpkins!

Under the cut, Antonia will give you an up-close look at what she's selling....

Everything seen here was either made by me, harvested from the wild, or purchased. (See if you can guess which ones were handmade/bought/gathered!)

The gourd and squash harvest was abundant this year. Antonia managed to coax the garden into producing a few giant pumpkins.

Lots of other fruits thrived as well!

Pears are new this year.

Beautiful pink plums are also new.

Apples are a returning favorite. There are three varieties this year: sweet yellow apples, tart green apples, and a red striped variety that has its own unique flavor.

In the front row are apples, plums, chiles, and pears. On the shelf there are fresh flowers and packaged seeds, various fruit jams, honey, apple cider, dried ground herbs, potted herb seedlings, packaged seeds, and bottles of apple cider.

Up on the shelf there are several varieties of jam: rose petal, peach, grape, prickly pear, and strawberry. Next to them is honey that the farm's bees made from the local wildflowers. The apple cider is made from apples grown in the farm's orchard.

One particular farmer is very gifted in the art of raising flowers. Here you can buy fresh cut flowers, or seedlings for your own garden.

Fruit and vegetable seedlings or seeds are also for sale.

On the checkout counter, Antonia is selling popcorn and apple cider donuts. Directly below the donuts are cartons of eggs, which include white, brown, and speckled eggs.

Below the checkout counter is the small shelf offering some smaller items. In the plastic bags are freshly made tamales, which are like dumplings of meat, veggies, beans, or cheese mixed with a corn dough and steamed inside corn husks. To the right are two wheels of goat's milk cheese. In the middle are skeins of yarn dyed with natural sources, like prickly pear fruits and cabbage leaves. Next to those are bars of soap, in sagebrush or rose petal scent. And on the right end of the shelf are bagged pine nuts, gathered from the wild.

Below that is more produce! On the left, colored corn. In the crates there are potatoes, cherries, strawberries, tomatoes, peaches, and cauliflower.

Antonia is especially proud of the fancy colored corn she has grown. It's fun to open the ears and see what colors the kernels are!

Next to that are giant sunflowers. Above that are the pretty gourds and squashes.

On the bench are some lovely watermelons. And surrounding those are even more pumpkins and squash!

These, too, emerged in all sorts of different colors and shapes. Antonia lets the different varieties cross pollinate, so that the appearances of the resulting pumpkins are a surprise.

Thanks for stopping by! Here, take a sunflower home with you!

#antonia snow-flores #doll crafts #historicaloc

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yepperoniro · 3 months

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Class 1-A's HC Scent.

In no specific order

1. Shoto Todoroki: Sandlewood and Blue Cypress. Somehow smells Both fresh and warm. [He uses Bleu de Channel. It compliments the Cypress.]

2. Izuku Midoriya... after showering Italian bergamot, juniper, and fresh musk. The musk get stronger and stronger until he smells like a crowded amusement park line. [He uses soap (almight branded) and water.]

3. Katsuki Bakugo: naturally he smells very Sulfuric and musk. He uses Axe Too Much Axe. Axe Excite specifically.

4. Shota Aizawa: Aromanic Sage and Tonka Bean. [He uses an unscented 3 in 1.]

5. Tsuyu Asui: Patchouli and Agave Nector [uses Lavender scented all natural soaps]

6. Fumikage Tokoyami: Amber, and Spiced Bergamot. [Uses Oldspice Wolfthorn]

7. Tenya Ida: who knows he uses way too much Dior Sauvage and he showers enough and doesn't have such an offensive scent to notice.

8. Momo Yaoyorozu: Sugared Musk and Lavender. [She uses vanilla scented products.]

9. Ochaco Uraraka: Strawberry Vanella Beans [She uses scentless products.]

10. Eijiro Kirishima: White Pepper and Strong Musk. [He uses Oldspice Captian.]

11. Mina Ashido: Peonies, Plum musks, and over all sweet. (Perhaps too sweet.) [She uses Calvin Klein Obsession. It helps tame the scent.]

12. Mezou Shoji: Musk and Ceader wood. [Uses whatever he gets in his multiple hands.]

13. Mashirao Ojiro [my birthday buddy]: Sandlewood and Neroli nectar. (Uses Dawn Dish soap. If it's strong on pots and pans, it's fine for him... Someone help him...)

14. Denki Kaminari: Clementines and Mandarins. (Uses Axe Apollo. And tons of it. He doesn't need to as much as his classmates he just likes to fit it. Someone take the spray away from him!)

15. Kyoka Jiro: Patchouli and Sandelwood. (She uses Rose scented products.)

16. Hanta Sero: Cheesy... slightly Feminine surprisingly... very bad BO. Man showers when he sees his homies showering (after hero class and such.) [He covers himself with Axe Gold Temptation. And he needs it well he needs something... not as bad as Midoriya doe...]

17. Rikidou Satao: Smells woody and Tonka Bean. Naturally. He usually smells like sugar brown sugar, whip topping, or pound cake.

18. Koji Kodo: Musk and Mahogany. [He uses five in one Irish springs]

19. Toru Hagakure: cherry blossoms, Asian pears, and soft musk. [She uses Loves Baby Soft.]

20. Yuga Aoyama: Tangerines, Peaches and Oranges. Overall, fruity (I didn't even mean it like that.) [He uses Versace Eros]

21. Hitoshi Shinso: Leather, Amber Woods and Soft Musk. [He uses smells that compliment his natural scent.]

Wait did you want Mineta as well...

Okayy....

Minoru Mineta: Strong Musk! Not pleasant musk either. He smells like jizz like dried cum. It's always a thing. He tries to cover it with cheep Lavender and Vanilla. He ends up smelling like putrid Jizz, Generic Hand lotion, and chemicals. (Happy now? Cause I'm not. I had to imagine what all that would smell like)

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feytouched · 3 months

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hii my mutual bies recommended you to me as someone who knows a lot about perfumes :3 i would ask you to suggest something based on my vibes but as we aren't mutuals i will vaguely ask if you could please recommend me a scent suitable for an elegant femme fatale? 😔 i know it doesn't narrow it down but admittedly i don't know enough about scents to ask for something more specific except that i can say i don't like citrus-y notes and perfumes that are too heavy

thank you if you got this far 😭 and love your blog theme by the way :3

hi!! any friend of bies is a friend of mine, so i hope i can help!

when people say they don't like heavy perfumes, they usually mean one of two things (or both at once): perfumes that are strong in terms of sillage and staying power and that can be overpowering and headache-y for those of us who are more scent-sensitive, or perfumes that smell cloying or old-fashioned, which is far more subjective.

since i don't know any more specifics (feel free to send a follow-up ask if you'd like!), i'll go off of what bies suggested as well as what you said and give you a few suggestions to look into, hopefully covering different approaches:

athalia by parfums de marly: powdery, incense-y scent with a somber yet graceful iris at its heart. this is the first thing that came to mind when thinking of the archetypal vintage femme fatale; it has orange in the top notes, but it's worth sampling imo.

moscow by bpal: one of my favourite lily of the valley fragrances. smells like a rich woman that wears expensive soap like it's perfume, walking down the street on a sunny yet cold day with a lavish bouquet in her arms.

carmen 7 by alkemia: a more sensuous and gourmand scent, loads of pear, praline, lychee, jasmine and gardenia.

datura noir by serge lutens: less intense than the name suggests, but still very elegant. creamy lactonic tuberose, heliotrope, hints of coconut and bitter almonds.

peony couture by vilhelm parfumerie: goes onto the skin with the smoothness and precision of a vintage dior satin dress. peony and rose with a gorgeous woody incense base.

l'ombre dans l'eau by diptyque: a modernist take on a rose fragrance; green, a little bit bitter, dense with foliage, but the rose underneath is realistic and stunning. a bit of a different, fresher approach that conveys both elegance and thorns.

i have longer reviews of all of these on my blog; since i focus on niche and luxury perfumes, i would highly recommend ordering samples to try before you commit to a full bottle, especially if you're not sure what you like yet. best of luck, and please do report back if you find something you enjoy!

#answered #scents

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cleolinda · 1 year

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(It is, in fact, a perfume)

Juliette Has A Gun: Not A Perfume (2010)

(newly-arrived “discovery set” sample)

I’ve wanted to try Not A Perfume for years; it’s supposedly one single base note that smells different on everyone. Thus, the real allure is, omg what does it smell like on me?

I will preface the rest of this by saying that perfume is a special interest for me, particularly reading about it. As such, I have read a lot about components, and I even have a wishlist of aromachemicals I’d like to huff for myself. And in theory, Not A Perfume would be a chance for me to smell Cetalox.

Allegedly, that’s all this is: “A fragrance made out of a single element called Cetalox. Usually used in perfumery as a base note, it plays here the lead role... Another advantage of this particular composition, is that it is entirely allergen free. The result is minimalist, elegant, pure,” says Juliette Has A Gun’s website.

“An extremely powerful and elegant amber note. Usage: Cetalox® gives rich, elegant effects to all areas of perfumery from sheer florals to modern ambers,” says The Perfumer’s Apprentice, a component supplier I stare at for hours like it’s the Sears Wish Book.

But a Fragrantica article claims,

In addition to cetalox, Not A Perfume obviously contains musks (galaxolide and helvetolide), iso e super and hedione. Together they create a slight floral effect, as if you washed the bed linens with an expensive conditioner with a white flower composition and hung it up to dry on a sunny summer morning.

(For what it’s worth, a commenter on that article says, “According to Dr. Philip Kraft (Scent&Chemistry) of Givaudan - Not a Perfume consists - 7.5% Cetalox along with Hedione, Iso E Super, Ambrettolide, Habanolide, Musk Ketone, Ethylene Brassylate & Boisamberene Forte.” Subsequent googling indicates that this seems to be widely known.)

Like, I don’t plan to do an aromachemical deep dive on every fragrance I talk about, but it seems kind of conceptually relevant here, you know? And I’m willing to believe Not A Perfume is something more floral, musky, and fruity than one (1) synthetic amber, because that Fragrantica description is very much what it smells like on me: dryer sheets. A strong but nondescript white laundry floral. Well-behaved yet loud as hell, like a six-year-old in a Sunday dress with the best of intentions. I sprayed this business into a tissue and barely touched it to my wrist; it gave me a headache within 15 minutes. It did not wash off after four hours. (Modern white musks—like, say, all those (-)olides—are used in dryer sheets and laundry detergent. They repel water; that’s why everything but the detergent scent washes out of your laundry, so I already knew I was probably fucked.) On me, it isn’t terrible, but it sure ain’t “an elegant amber.” My guess is that one note yelling at me in particular is the hedione: “An elegant, transparent floral, jasmine note with a citrus freshness,” known for its “radiance.” It’s been widely used in fragrance since the 1960s, and I’m wondering if it’s why “perfume” in general—in the ’80s for sure—gives me headaches. Goddammit, hedione.

So, dryer sheets. That’s my quiz result. What’s everyone else’s? In Fragrantica user reviews, there is a dizzying range: sour, green, “a fairy sweating,” gasoline, antibacterial hospital soap, “crystalline funk,” animal musk, rubbing alcohol, plain water, nothing, rotting garbage, wet cigarettes, wet burnt cigarettes, dried blood, Dolce & Gabbana’s Light Blue, ghosts, sandalwood, wet cardboard, metal, salt, and pears. Among many other things.

It smells like dryer sheets, and I do not want to wear it again.

I mean, I might. Actually, it smells kind of nice now that I’ve washed it off—oh, hey, I’m getting the pears now. Maybe Not A Perfume would play different in hot weather. I’ll pick some day to schedule a headache and see.

#perfume #juliette has a gun #text post #long post #welcome to hell it’s my blog #controversy!#perfume discussion #sparkling headache #note: musk

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biorust-art · 2 months

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Thinking about making an Orym themed cold process soap

China Rain: Top notes are fresh rose petals, Middle notes are wisteria and cyclamen, base is sandalwood and vanilla.

Japanese Cherry Blossom is like the bath and bodyworks fragrance, with Cherry blossoms and mimosa flower petals with a warm base of vanilla tonka bean and oriental woods.

Flowering Dogwood: Top notes are fresh air, bergamot, and pear. Mid notes are dogwood blossoms, cyclamen, jasmin and plumeria. Base notes are violet, lily, gardenia, musk and sandalwood.

Amber waters: Top notes of pink grapefruit, Italian bergamot, red berries. Mid noes of white lilies, lavender, marine accord. base notes of golden amber, patchouli, guaiac wood.

(all scents from Nature's Garden)

The current design for orym's soap is fairly simple:

[Image Description: a rectangle of a soap mock-up. The bottom is brown with a mica line and the top is a drop swirl white and green. End ID]

bc of this I want the fragrance to really speak up! So I'm having a hard time deciding.

#critical role #orym #orym of the air ashari #bells hells

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stardustedsins · 1 month

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Gentle love prompts #8. Breathing in their scent

Wamuu/reader (gender neutral reader)

You and Wamuu are on vacation in Japan for your anniversary. Joseph and Suzi have talked about their trips there to visit their daughter so often that you’d started wanting to go too, and Wamuu had agreed to it as the destination for this trip. You’re staying in a ryokan with a private bath attached to the room, and it’s a huge tub. Your bath at home isn’t big enough for two ordinary people, much less one ordinary human and one very large Pillar Man, so you’ve never shared a bath together. Now that you have the chance, you aren’t going to let it go to waste.

You’d started your day with the breakfast the ryokan serves each morning, then gone out to a hydrangea garden to see the summer blooms. Kars had raised Wamuu to appreciate nature (though not humans, he’d developed that interest himself), so you like to see different environments when you travel together. There had been butterflies all over the garden, and you’d been lucky enough to get a cute picture of one that had landed on Wamuu’s nose.

After a nice lunch at a family restaurant, you’d spent some time exploring the area, checking out the shops you passed by and enjoying the cool breeze. You’d come back to the ryokan for dinner, the other meal they serve each day. Now you’re relaxing in your room together in the evening. You’re wearing the yukata that came with the room, but they didn’t have anything in Wamuu’s size. He’s assured you he doesn’t mind, but you still feel disappointed for him.

“The woman at the front desk said the bath is beautiful after dark. Shall we try it out?” He asks, and you nod.

“Yeah, let’s go.” You’d looked in at it during the day, but you haven’t seen it at night. It’s indoors like any other bathroom, but it has a large window with a view of a small garden surrounded by a privacy fence. During the day it was bright with sunlight, but now it’s lit differently by the overhead lights when you turn them on, as well as the lantern-shaped lights out in the garden that come on with a second switch.

“Wow, it really is pretty.” You admire the view for a moment before closing the door behind you and following Wamuu to the shower area. You shed the yukata and fold it up to put back on after your bath, setting your clothes aside with Wamuu’s.

There are soaps and shampoos provided in the bathroom, so you use what’s labeled as the ryokan’s signature scent to wash yourselves before rinsing off and getting in the tub. Wamuu steps in and sits down first so that you can sit in front of him and lean back against him.

The water is hot and soothing, and Wamuu is a comforting presence (as always). The garden outside is illuminated by the outdoor lights, reflecting dimly off the bamboo fence around it.

“This is so nice.” You sigh happily. “I feel like I could fall asleep here.”

“It is very calming.” He agrees, inclining his head to press a kiss to the top of yours. He pauses there for a moment. “What is in this signature scent?”

“Are you smelling my hair?” You ask with a laugh.

“It’s different from your usual shampoo, and I’m curious about what they’ve chosen to represent the ryokan.” He says, and you consider it.

“I think the floral part might be a local flower, but there’s something else to it too.” Maybe the hydrangeas you’d seen earlier?

“Hmm… perhaps pear?” He offers.

“Maybe, yeah.”

You sit in silence for a while after that, watching moths hover around the garden lights outside the window and enjoying the way the heated water stays warm. You’d enjoyed your outing today, and you’re looking forward to visiting a castle tomorrow, but this is a blissful moment of relaxation in between.

When you finally get out, fingers pruned, and turn the lights off, you leave the yukata folded up and just put your pajamas on. Wamuu takes a cold tea from the mini fridge and passes you a cold drink of your own. You enjoy the contrast of it with the lingering warmth from the bath before getting in bed for the night, pulling the covers up over both of you. Wamuu sets an alarm for the morning, and you fall asleep curled up together.

#my writing #sfw #gender neutral reader #gentle love prompts #battle tendency #wamuu #I sent them on vacation! I hope you’ll like it anon

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phae-undergrove · 2 years

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APHRODITE

ROMAN NAME: Venus

🤍Goddess of Love, Beauty, Desire, & Fertility🤍

🎨COLOURS: Red, Pink, Seafoam green, Aqua

🌊ELEMENT: Water

🗓DAY OF THE WEEK: Friday

🌱PLANTS+ TREES: The rose, the myrtle (flower & tree), the honeysuckle, the apple tree, the lime tree

💎STONES & GEMS: Diamond, Rose Quartz, Pearl, Aquamarine, Sapphire, Garnet

💨INSENCE: Rose, Frankincense, Myrrh, Vanilla, Cinnamon, Cypress, Jasmine, Ginger

🐚SYMBOLS: Hearts, Seashells, Mirror, Girdles, Dolphins, Doves, Swans, Sparrows, Bees, Sea Foam, Pomegranates, Apples, Strawberries, Oranges, Pears

🕊OFFERINGS: Roses, Myrtles, Apples, Pomegranates, Honey, Wine, Chocolates, Cookies or cakes made to look like one of Her symbols (i.e. hearts), Strawberries, Oranges, Pears, Perfume, Bath Salts, Bath oils, Bubble bath soap, Scented lotions or fancy soaps

ART BY mioree-art on DeviantArt

ART BY MalkavianRockstar on DeviantArt

if you like this check out GREEK DEITIES P1

#aphrodite #greek goddess #greek deities #beginner witch #witchy tips #witchcraft #baby witch #witch #witchcraft 101 #grimoire #book of shadows #digital grimoire #godess of love

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marvelmusing · 1 year

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Fun thought experiment, what scents do you associate with each of the boys (Billy, Aleksander, et Logan). I have a vague idea for each but I want other opinions first

I will admit I put a bit too much thought into this and ended up scrolling through the contents of an entire website of fragrance bottles just to find the right scents. I tried to get a fruit, flower, food and material for each of the boys.

Billy // apple, pear, almond, sweet honey, vanilla, cotton, fresh linen

For Billy I went for something quite simple and clean (apple and vanilla) but with an underlying sweetness (honey and almond). I don’t think he would enjoy having a heavy scent and is particularly focused on hygiene so he mostly smells like the soaps he uses. Cotton and linen is based on the clothes he wears.

Aleksander // blackberry, cherry, rose, pine trees, dark chocolate, leather

I wanted Aleksander to have a subtle sharpness to him (the berries) and a sort of refined outdoorsy vibe (pine trees and roses). There’s still a hint of sweetness (the berries and dark chocolate) but they’re more of an after-tone. The leather scent is from the tunic he wears in season one of the show.

Logan // orange, coconut, bergamot, jasmine, sandalwood, ginger, dark amber, denim

Logan gives me tropical and citrus vibes. I also feel like he sometimes smells of sun lotion. There’s a bit of warmth to him (sandalwood and ginger) and a cologne of some sort (bergamot and dark amber). He’s the most casual out of the three of them (which is why there’s an underlying hint of denim).

#answered asks #thanks for the ask!#billy russo #aleksander morozova #logan delos

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celestialsister0918 · 4 months

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Chapter 2, "Someone's Dirty Bathwater"

Jackson Lamb x fem!OC, Slow Horses

Rated 18+ for later chapters.

If you have time to show some love on AO3 or want to bookmark for later, head here! :)

Adelaide throws the rubbish in the giant bin outside of Slough House and hops into her car. That interaction was certainly something.

She does not understand at all how smelly, greasy old Jackson Lamb, King of the Fuckups, had her so horny right now. Attraction is a very mysterious thing. Perhaps she likes the challenge? Or maybe she likes the way he spoke to her. Maybe a little degradation is sexy? At any rate, she knows nothing can happen until he learns the most basic of hygiene. She wasn’t asking for him to clean up like a prince, but some Pears soap and a bit of attention under the nails might be nice. As it stood right now, he would finger her into needing a double round of antibiotics.

She has dreams about him that night. He wasn’t really doing anything in the dreams. Just repeatedly pulling his pants up over his belly and glowering at her with a cigarette hanging out of his mouth. He looked like a caricature in a comedy. She should have woken up laughing at the absurdity. But she actually wakes up with a damn tingling between her legs and an excitement to start her day. What the actual hell?

That morning, when Lamb appears in the Slough House office, unshaven and unshowered, he's surprised to see such a glow on her face. In fact, Lamb is surprised at the brightness all round. The office is clean. Spotless. But more importantly, it smells a lot nicer than usual. Even with him in it.

“Good morning,” Adelaide says brightly. “I decided to start at 6 instead of 8. Ho took a break from his game to let me in. Apparently he gets here and games with people overseas before everyone else reports to work.”

“Does he now?” Lamb huffs, but he’s too distracted to give that tip too much thought. He looks around at the office, which now gleams in the morning light. It was like she was trying to piss him off. "You’ve been pretty busy, I see."

“I have,” she agrees, taking steps toward her pile of belongings in the corner. “And I brought a few things for you as well.”

The thought of this woman doing something nice for him was starting to irritate him a little. "A few things? What kind of things?"

She drags a carpet bag up on the table like a fucking sunshine-bubbly Mary Poppins.

“For starters— chocolate croissants. Something tells me the way to your heart is through your stomach. Assuming you have one. A heart, that is. But if we’re going to spend a month around one another, I’m determined to at least make you pleasant.”

Lamb is stunned into silence by her generosity. No one has done anything this considerate for him in… longer than he could remember. She thinks this is the way to his heart? That it'll be some kind of chink in his armor? This girl must be crazy. Insane. But the thought of those chocolate croissants and the scent of the accompanying freshly brewed coffee has him considering how it might be possible to like her, even if just long enough to eat.

“And here we have…”

She takes items out of the bag one by one: a bar of soap, body wash labeled “blood orange and spice,” anti-dandruff clarifying shampoo, deodorant, Nivea, and some concoction called “Moroccan neroli” aftershave. She also sets out nail clippers and a file. A fucking nail file!

That girl is out of her mind - a nail file? But he’s beginning to see the effort she’s making. This girl's really thinking out of the box. This could be the best way to get to him. She is getting to him, that much was certain. "Well, well… how fucking considerate,” he mutters. That was all he could manage for the moment.

“So I won’t be able to work in the washroom today, then? Because you’ll be occupying it?” she asks pointedly.

Lamb laughs, enjoying the sparring– the sense of them working each other to their breaking point. "Oh God, I guess you won't. I guess I'll be doing my personal grooming right here. On the office table. In full view of everyone."

“They might buy tickets,” Adelaide laughs.

"I can see it already,” he drolls. “Long queues outside the office. Tipping their hats from every direction. All to see that distinguished silver fox take the most refreshing shower of his career. You'd think I was bloody Brad Pitt for the way everybody’s going to be staring at me.”

She seems pleased with herself. “I bet you’ll clean up quite nicely. Then you can take me out for a drink after work.”

“Oh? And why would I want to do that?" he demands. "This isn't a date, is it?"

She shakes her head. “Of course not. It’s a drink.”

"Oh, so there’s no expectation of anything romantic in any way whatsoever?" He stares hard, a gleam in his eye.

She looks away briefly. “I don’t get the sense that you’re the romantic type.”

"Oh, you think you've got the measure of me, do you?” he says in a surly voice. “You think that I don't know how to treat a lady?" He moves slightly closer to her, so close she can smell the hint of chocolate croissants on his breath and feel the heat of that breath hitting her skin.

She appraises him with a raised eyebrow, leaning back slightly at the waist but not actually stepping away. “I’m not sure, to be honest.”

Lamb closes the gap between them again. He’s so close now she can see grey flecks in his blue eyes. Close enough to kiss her….

Close enough to kiss her deeply and passionately, if that’s what she wants. And then he remembers... the smell. The smell of his breath, his clothes. And the fact she’s so very young. No. She can't actually like him like this. Can she?

Adelaide tightens her jaw and doesn’t breathe. She’s very attracted to him carnally, but her nose is still unfortunately fully functional. And it’s betraying her more forgiving body parts.

Lamb can tell he's got her on the hook. He's been able to read women since before he could read at all. Women tend to find him irresistible, even in the midst of his worst moments. Of course they didn’t like to show it; they preferred to banter and fight. But he knew. And this girl was no exception.

Just to prove it to her, he takes the cigarette out of his mouth, takes a last drag, and crushes it out in the ashtray next to her. And then he leans in toward her and whispers in her ear, "Let me know what time you're free tonight, and I'll remove any mystery.” Before she can say anything in response, he leans his head slightly back and smiles smugly.

“I’ll feel comfortable leaving around 5:00,” she finally replies. “I should be able to tackle a few of the other desks by then.”

“So then you'll be free at... say seven?" He's trying his damndest to sound nonchalant.

She laughs. “You’re giving me two whole hours to go home and get dolled up for you? Do you think this is a date or something?”

"Yes," he answers flatly. "It is a date, and there's nothing you can do about it but prepare to have your wet knickers seduced right onto the floor."

She laughs out loud at this. “You’re pulling my leg.”

"I might do that later, too,” he remarks. “You can deny it all you like, but the truth is, you're already going to dress up for me, and we both know it. Even if it's only for dinner, there's still an element of courtship taking place. Or, if you prefer, seduction. And I'm telling you now, I'm going to seduce you. There's nothing you can do to stop me.”

She blinks again, biting her thumbnail in amusement. “We shall see then, won’t we? You might want to start on that bath. You only have 11 hours.”

"Oh, that's plenty of time,” Jackson assures her. “And remember, you might find that you like what you see when I'm clean. After all, you haven't experienced the unadulterated essence of Lamb yet."

Adelaide’s face feels like it might burst with the effort to hold back her giggles. “Is that something you share with women often? Your essence?”

"Women love my essence." Lamb's tone is playful, confident. He's got her hooked. "And you're no exception - you'll love it too. Once you get a taste, there won't be another guy you'd even consider. I'm going to ruin you."

Now she’s really chomping on her nail. He’s got her fascinated. It’s like he actually understands the disconnect between his appearance and the power he has over the female sex. Though she’s sure 99% of women would never admit it, and would therefore never spread their legs for him. She’s quite interested to find out just how much experience he’s actually had.

"The other men in your life will pale into insignificance,” he continues, taking a seat that nearly sends the rolling chair crashing into the wall. “They won't be able to compare to me. Once our lips meet, I'll make you crave me for the rest of your life, even when I'm not around. I'll be the one you have wet dreams about. The one you picture when you're trying to get turned on. The one whose face you imagine at your most private moments..."

She squirms and darts toward a feather duster, going to work. She simply can’t take it anymore. For one thing, she didn’t bring a change of knickers. And as he’d predicted, these were quickly becoming uncomfortable.

Lamb smiles to himself as he watches the girl squirm. She can't pretend to ignore him, even with a duster in her hand. Even now, she's pretending to clean, when they both know she's thinking about more lascivious things. The woman is a tease, but it's obvious she has a plan. She's playing hard to get.

About that time, River Cartwright pokes his head in with nervous eyes.

Lamb doesn’t even look over. He’s never surprised by the interruption of ineptitude.

“Um…” Cartwright begins.

“What do you want, Cartwright?” Lamb still doesn’t take his eyes off the girl.

“You told me to bring your car around and wait for you. That was 30 minutes ago,” Cartwright reminds him.

Lamb looks across to Cartwright, and his demeanor suddenly changes. He goes from arrogant playboy to irritable, annoyed chief in seconds. And it's all for show. He doesn't want Cartwright thinking he's been flirting with a girl, even if he’d actually rather be flirting with a girl. "Get my car to the front. I'll be down in a minute."

Cartwright disappears, and Adelaide shakes her head with a “tsk tsk.” “So you’re out in the field today? Time’s really ticking on that bath. I bet you’ll show up at 7 tonight looking just like you do now. Only with maybe a few extra stains from lunch.”

"Oh, I'm sure the stains won't be a problem for you." His tone is smug again. He knows he's already got her under his spell. And there she is, biting her nail, again.

“As a matter of fact it will,” she snaps back. “No bath, no drink.”

"Are you telling me you'd actually turn me down if I was still dirty?” he asks incredulously. “It's not like you're the epitome of cleanliness. That nail is getting shorter by the minute, you know."

“I’m dirty from cleaning decades of muck up from this shithole,” she says with rolled eyes. “Believe me, I pretty-up quite a bit before I go out for drinks.”

He props his feet up on his desk, revealing a big toe poking through an undoubtedly putrid old sock. "So you're saying you're planning to get washed and ready tonight for your hot date?” he teases her. “That's good to know."

“You’ll take one whiff and wish you could drown in me,” she promises.

"Is that a challenge?" Lamb raises an eyebrow, as the girl is clearly trying to flirt with him now. He can practically hear her heartbeat through the air between them.

“A challenge on who will smell the best? Or a challenge not to drown in me?” she clarifies.

"Either one," Lamb grins, enjoying this. It's good to flirt again. The girl is attractive– beyond attractive. And witty enough to keep him from boredom. “I guess both."

She grins back. “River Cartwright’s waiting.”

Lamb's face hardens abruptly. "Fuck River Cartwright. He's still there?"

She laughs, aghast. “In your car, Lamb. Christ, you’re really slipping, aren’t you?”

"No I'm not,” he insists. “He's... he's..." It's hard to think clearly. The girl has thrown him off his usual game. He's finding her extremely distracting. And to have something like a bath waiting for him at the end of the day is just unbearable. This girl might be the end of him.

She's looking at me with those big innocent eyes. She's biting her lip again. And that nail is almost gnawed all the way down to the knuckle .

She's going to make him lose focus, and it's driving him mad.

“Go to work, Lamb. I’ll see you somewhere at 7. Where are we drinking?”

"Anywhere's good. What about the Gristle?" It's a nearby pub he knows she'll like. It's dark and moody - and it has a billiard table - but he also knows it'll cost about £20 to get into the place with his stink. At least he'll probably be able to get her to pay for the first round.

She shrugs. “Sounds fine. I’ll see you then. If I recognize you, of course.”

"You might remember me as the guy with all the charisma, whom you had a long, suggestive conversation with earlier,” muses Lamb. “The guy you're almost definitely going to sleep with later."

Adelaide snorts. “You’d be so lucky.”

He winks. "Oh, I don't think it's me that'll be the lucky one. I think you might even think I'm a little bit handsome after a couple of drinks. Though you might not admit that."

She crosses her arms defiantly. “I would say I’m eager to find out how you think I look after two drinks, but you could probably tell me that right now. I’m assuming you’ve already imbibed this morning?”

He slaps the desk and stands. "You're damn right I've imbibed this morning. I drank enough to make your knees shake and your tongue curl. I'm going to need a bath just to sober up.”

“Bath— good. Work also good. Go find River.”

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. Don't give me any more orders or we'll forget that date altogether."

She laughs lightly. “Yes, sir.”

"Don’t suck up to me, buttercup. I've already got the date. Besides… if we’re playing that game, I think I’d fancy ‘Master’ or ‘Daddy’... anything other than Sir. You’re not one of these lame fuckups around here, so don’t refer to me like you’re one. Got it?"

She blushes a deep red at this but says nothing, simply waiting for him to go off to the field.

Lamb gives a little smirk, which makes her blush even harder. Then he looks her up and down. He enjoys the way she blushes. "I expect to see you tonight, then?" he demands.

She nods. “7. The Gristle. We’ll both clean up.”

"No need for you to clean up. I'll enjoy you either way." Lamb doesn't care how it sounds. This girl is going to get what she asks for, and then he's going to have what he wants too. There'd be no need to clean anything up, as far as he's concerned. But he's not going to say that to her face; he’ll just string her along thinking she’s won… for now.

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mirabel-on-a-bicycle · 2 months

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oooh hihiii mmm foods and/or smells that remind you of ✨home✨:3

ouu I love this ohk mm there are def a lot, I'd say the scent of parachute coconut oil and pears soap cuz I use them daily and garlic cuz we put it in literally everything and I love it and the smell of my clothes in the cupboard and basically anything my mom cooks, esp chicken curry or smth like that, it's super distinct. also there was this one time loong ago when my friend gave me a barbie perfume and it was a bit too strong for me so I used to spray my bathroom w it and then I listened to songs and read books in that bathroom? and i mean I've long since finished it, idek which brand it was, but once i smelled it on someone somewhere years later and suddenly I was in middle school listening to music and reading books in my bathroom and I almost cried :'3

#also is it just me or does the ac air smell different in my room then everywhere else?? 🤔#asks

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lilacskiesapothecary · 8 months

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“…Stars…”

Reader X Zoro

In your world , where adventure and danger lurk at every corner, you found solace in the presence of Zoro Roronoa. Though he appeared tough and unyielding to others, there was a hidden tenderness that only you could see.

One sunny afternoon, as you two strolled through a bustling market, Zoro's eyes sparkled with excitement. You knew that Zoro loved selecting fresh ingredients for your cooking sessions together. You two would spend hours exploring the market, searching for the perfect vegetables, fragrant herbs, and succulent meats.

You two’s culinary creations became legendary among your friends, but it was the moments shared in the kitchen that held the most magic. You loved watching Zoro's strong hands delicately chop the vegetables, the aroma of fresh herbs filling the air. And when you finally sit down to enjoy your meal, Zoro's smile spoke volumes.

But it wasn't just cooking that brought you closer. You discovered that Zoro had a sweet tooth, and together you embarked on a quest to find the most decadent chocolate treats. From creamy truffles to rich lava cakes, you indulged in the finest desserts, savoring each bite and sharing laughter along the way.

One evening, as the sun began to set, Zoro suggested that you two go star-gazing. He found a quiet spot, far away from the noise and chaos of the world, where you two could just be together. Lying on a soft blanket, you looked up at the vast expanse of the night sky, dotted with countless stars.

"Star-gazing was a good idea," Zoro whispered, his voice filled with warmth and affection. Your heart fluttered at those words, realizing that this moment was a testament to your bond. In the silence of that night, you two felt a connection that transcended words, a love that was as infinite as the stars above.

As you laid under the starry sky, a gentle breeze brushed against your faces, creating a moment of perfect stillness. Zoro turned towards you , his eyes filled with an intensity that couldn't be ignored. Slowly, he leaned in, his lips meeting yours.

Your lips met in a soft, lingering kiss, carrying with it the sweetness of the chocolate you had indulged in earlier. It was a gentle dance of lips, a moment filled with warmth and affection. Time seemed to stand still as you embraced, your connection deepening with each passing second. In that magical instant, the world around you faded away, leaving only the two of you , lost in the beauty of the starlit night.

And so, their journey continued, filled with market adventures, mouthwatering meals, and sweet moments of stolen glances and kisses. Zoro remained the strong and stoic swordsman to the world, but in your presence, he let his guard down, revealing a love that burned brighter than any star in the sky.

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