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thelavenderinkcap · 27 days
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What candle smells would you assign the Cowboy crew ?
Virgil would smell like pine trees, campfire, and sea salt
Jerry would be petracore, old books/paper, and like whisky or something alcoholic
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bigdumbbambieyes · 8 months
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Steve finds his boyfriend in the candle section of the home goods store.
Going around the corner, he spots Billy reading the label of a candle before pulling the top of it off and giving the wax a curious sniff, scrunching his face in disgust as he puts it back onto the shelf.
It’s so…cute. Adorable, even.
And Billy tries his best to look hard, with his leather jacket and boots, but there’s something so incredibly soft and sweet about the sight of his ‘big bad’ boyfriend sniffing scented candles by himself.
Maybe he’s looking for one for their bedroom.
Approaching his boyfriend, Steve slides his hand along Billy’s lower back as his dark eyes land on the candle in the blond’s hand. Eucalyptus & Mint. Soy wax blend.
Billy pops the lid off and gives it a little sniff, purses his lips a little in thought before holding it under Steve’s nose and mumbling, “What d’you think?”
Steve slides his hand into Billy’s back pocket and smells the candle, nodding in approval at it, “S’nice. You like it?”
“No,” Billy hums with a little smirk that he flashes at his boyfriend, “It stinks. Like you.”
“You fucking stink,” Steve mumbles with a roll of his eyes because he can’t think of a better comeback, and Billy’s jeans are too fucking tight because he can’t pinch his boyfriend’s ass while his hand is in his pocket.
Ridiculous.
“How about this one, then, hm?” Billy holds up another candle and Steve takes a sniff, smells roses and citrus and it’s not bad, but it’s not good, either.
“Pass.” He mumbles, tries to pull his hand out of Billy’s back pocket when a woman comes down the aisle but Billy’s quick to grab his wrist and keep it there.
He leers at Steve, just a little, “Where do you think you’re going?”
“To look at the throw blankets,” Steve huffs, feeling his cheeks warm because the woman has definitely witnessed their little public display and normally Steve is fine with it, he loves giving Billy a peck on the lips or holding his hand when they’re out, but the look Billy is giving him makes him feel just a little hot all over.
“Great, let’s go together,” Billy smirks as he plucks the Eucalyptus & Mint candle from the shelf with his free hand, the other still forcing Steve’s hand into his back pocket, “Lead the way, stink.”
“I hate you,” Steve mumbles without any heat, pushing on Billy’s ass to get him to move down the aisle, ignoring the cackle of laughter his boyfriend makes.
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bugsoda · 8 months
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you watch, horrified, as i peel off my skin. i am not who you thought i was, instead revealing myself as a disgusting, wretched creature.
all the candles in your house are gone.
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wordsinhaled · 9 months
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got struck with an AU in which dream owns a weird little candle shop called Lucid Dreams Candle Co. (or something similar) and makes his own scented candles, incense, reed diffusers, and so on
there’s an aromatherapy relaxation room in the back, where you can go to have a quiet moment or a nap in a dimly lit space that smells lovely and has relaxing music or binaural beats for sleep playing from secreted-away speakers. there’s a workshop space where dream actually makes his products. and above the shop is dream’s little flat, full of mythology books and plants...
except it’s a wonder he can keep the plants alive at all, and that he runs a shop where so many people go for their self-care needs. as far as his sister is concerned dream always looks too pale, always drawn and tired and she thinks maybe if he opened his curtains or spent more time in his own aromatherapy room or perhaps went on holiday to the seaside for a bit it might do him some good
hob works part time at the inn across the street while going for his doctorate. he wanders into the shop one day on a break - in the middle of dream massaging a customer’s temples, as a demo, with an essential oil blend he carries that’s meant to help with migraine. “just a little will go a long way,” dream is saying quietly as hob enters, and hob’s attention snaps to him because who has a voice like that?
hob ends up staring at dream’s fine-boned hands, and at him, in general, because who is he.
until he hears that voice again, but this time it’s dream saying, “how may i help you?” in a tone that simultaneously has hob imagining all the ways this beautiful stranger could help him, thank you, and thinking that maybe he’s made a mistake and the shop is actually closed, or something (after all, it’s mostly empty)
“er,” he says, “no, just looking. around, i mean… looking around.”
“ah,” says the man.
and dream lowers his hands gracefully from the other customer’s face, rings up their little vial of essential oil, and then suddenly he’s at hob’s side, noiseless as a shadow. “is there something in particular you’re looking for?” he asks, very gracious and a little imposing and impossibly, almost ethereally beautiful.
people like this don’t own shops, do they? hob thinks. they walk the runway at paris fashion week and ride around in stretch limousines and most definitely do not cross paths with exhausted graduate students of history. god’s wounds.
“well,” hob starts… and stops. truthfully he’d just wanted a break from the monotony of his usual lunch, which consists mostly of revision or reading for class. “i suppose i don’t really know.”
and for some reason, the stranger smiles, as though he has been set a puzzle or a challenge that pleases him. it transforms his face, makes his eyes glimmer. “i am dream,” he says. “welcome to my establishment. i believe you may enjoy one of my newer creations...”
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suzypfonne · 4 months
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I think he likes the way Crowley smells. Look at him taking a deep breath while Crowley can't see his face. He's also probably replaying that night in 1941 when something happened.
He can feel love. Can he smell magic? Or lust?
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1111-sunset-circle · 9 months
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using your f/o’s shower or their product once you’ve run out for the first couple of times. the smell of their soap or shampoo on your skin or in your hair for hours, reminding you of them every time you catch it in the air.
imagine them doing the same with your things. telling you how it makes them feel like you’re right there with them, even when you aren’t.
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canisalbus · 5 months
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My aunt is very sensitive to strong scents (buys my deodorant so that we know it won't harm her, because other than a couple brands, they give her migraines, we don't have scented candles, and I have a couple of perfumes, but I never wear them), so we're super careful there, but we also can't go into some stores because the perfume counter is Right There. When we go shopping, she knows to look for me in the candle aisle because I'll stand there sniffing each candle and giving a review to whoever is with me at the time
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ansonmountdaily · 9 months
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Anson Mount at Star Trek: Las Vegas convention 2023
Pictures and fun Twitter reactions of Anson being at STLV 2023 promoting Star Trek: Strange New Worlds alongside fellow cast members, August 4 2023.
The lines at his autograph table are reportedly huge! A fan posted a video of the waiting line and wrote on Twitter: "If you want an idea of the most popular #StarTrek show and cast at the moment, this was the line for an Anson Mount autograph today at #STLV. By far the longest."
Anson will be doing more autographs and photo-ops over the weekend! Judging by the photo session pictures taken with fans, he is wearing a Captain Pike inspired belt buckle, with the likeness of Captain Pike actor Jeffrey Hunter from Star Trek: The Original Series. :)
Source: Collin Bryant, ParksAndCons, HeroWithinInc, KerryGillard1 + Twitter thread
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i feel like technically speaking this would be the equivalent of sniffing paint
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cillixn · 2 months
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What do you think Cillian smells like?
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well this candle apparently
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tvgals · 8 months
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miguel hates candles.
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“jesus, why does it smell like that in here?” you groan, walking into your shared bedroom where miguel was typing away at his desk. “like what, querida? it doesn’t smell like anything?” miguel looks at you in confusion, looking around the room for the mystery smell you’re talking about.
“exactly. light a candle in here or something, baby.” you say, ruffling his hair and walking into the bathroom connected to you two’s room. miguel grumbles under his breath about you messing up his hair, and he stands up to go get a candle. he goes through your pile of bath and body works and grimaces at the smell of each one. it’s not like they smell bad, they were just…strong?
“jesus, y/n.” miguel mumbled, smelling one candle, cactus blossom, and immediately scrunched his face up. this was a smell he recognized, something you always used while washing up, he doesn’t mind it much. “hm.” miguel hums, grabbing a lighter off of his desk and lighting it, placing it onto the dresser.
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miguel doesn’t like candles, but he loves cactus blossom.
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spriteisnotasoda · 9 months
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she’s snoring right now and also smells like cider for some reason. i think shes preparing for fall
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adarkstrangeartist · 10 months
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OKAY SO
turns out that furbys do not have an off switch (at least mine doesn’t cuz it’s an older version) so now I have a bedtime ritual I must perform in order to put her in sleep mode…
I really have adopted a child haven’t I?
Also side question for the furby side of tumbler, does the furby actually learn more English or is that a lie?
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galaxywarp · 4 months
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today, my apartment is finally clean enough that im comfortable and confident having a girl I like come over to hang out.
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I worked my ass off for over a month for this. Doing a little bit every day. More and more as my motivation grew.
Now this is a home that I actually feel proud of. And that id love to share with guests and loved ones.
I’m so proud of this.
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paramnesia9 · 27 days
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23.3.24
got loadds of things done this week!!
downloaded new app called 'structured', rly helping me manage time
did debate, speech was too long so i lost some scoring on that but did fine
went shopping and got a whiteboard!!
did rlly well in chem test, (95), got better at math (78) and got 85 on a bio prac, so im happy
my ex got 96 on chem (at least thats what he says)
im struggling to move on from him, despite trying to talk to others it feels like i dont want anyone else but him
have started gaining momentum with all the stuff i aimed to do this month (bit late but oh well)
made a bet w someone to buy me lunch if i beat him on the next math test, so that should be fun
we're moving onto poetry in latin now, i cant even understand normal texts and now they want me to analyse poetry im sobbing
anwyays, thanks for reading . always remember that you're an amazing person on your own, and you shouldnt define yourself too quickly because you can change. have a good week <3
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pool-core · 9 months
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