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prabhushriram · 9 months
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greytothegreen · 1 year
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Sending your Christmas cards out this year. How about popping one of these in your cards. Everyone needs a hug🫂 Polar Bear Hug formallyknow as (Eskimo Kiss) Scentsy scent circles $4 each, 3 for $11 Buy 5 get one free, 6 for $20 plus tax . https://barbiegurl.scentsy.ca/product/search?query=Scent+circles . #scentcircles #hangincar #carfresheners #scentsyaddict #fragrancelover #fragrance #giftideas #smellssogood 🐻‍❄️🐻‍❄️#hugs https://www.instagram.com/p/CkzMIt2PVtj/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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🎄New Christmas car fresheners! ❤️We have lots of different scents to pick from😊 💚We can also customize it for you! #carfresheners #christmasdecor #caraccessories #christmasvibe https://www.instagram.com/p/Cka15Y5LNy8/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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What is your favorite scent? Last day for 10% off your entire order! Use code “LABORDAY” at checkout! 🛍sunshineandwineboutique.com #freshie #carfreshies #carfreshener #carfreshie #freshies #carfreshner #carfresheners #handmade (at Sunshine & Wine Boutique by Amber Murray) https://www.instagram.com/p/CiH9Cb-AKCh/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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sheelatyagi · 7 days
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Car Freshener Combo Pack | The Old Natural - Natural & Perfume Car Air Fresheners
Shop at The Old Natural for car freshener combo pack featuring natural and perfume-based car air fresheners. Find the perfect combination of scents to keep your car smelling fresh. Buy now for long-lasting fragrance and a pleasant driving experience.
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evairperfume · 1 year
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Now not just you, your cars will also smell fabulous with Evair car perfumes!
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badkittyknits · 1 year
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6th Annual Cabin Fever Boredom Buster Craft Market February 25th 10am to 4pm at the former Sears inside the Wyoming Valley Mall 🌿🌷🌾⚘🥀☘🌹🍀🌻🍃🌼🌱🪴🥀☘🌹 ...for all my oiler friends...crochet essential oil diffusers...slightly different style from the last vatch... Earth Day is around the corner!!! ...forget those cardboard stinky car freshners... cute faux macrame planter doubles as a diffuser...looks cute on the wall too! Plant (artificial) is "rooted" in a natural wood bead, add a few drops of your favorite scent and you are good to go. #badkittyknits #boho #bohohippie #bohostyle #marketprep #oilersnation #oiler #Oilervengers #fauxmacrame #essentialoildiffuser #carfreshener #diffuser #essentialoils #macrochet #macrame #bohostyle #moderncrochet #bohokeychain #bohominiplanter #EarthDay #giftsforher #giftideas #bohochicstyle #bohocraftysouls #bohosoul #bohospirit #bohodecor #bohochic #bohohippiechic #bohohippie https://www.instagram.com/p/Copo7ihOjlV/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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knutschen · 1 year
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I found these on Etsy & had to have them! They come with your choice of scents. #succulentlover #carfreshener https://www.instagram.com/p/ClxXluTsz0J/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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This odor buster is your car’s best friend! Love the smell of Orange Blossom Car Air Freshener. Has a light fragrance. #orangeblossom #carairfreshener #eliminateodor #carfreshener #airfreshener #avon #cleancar #carfragrance #blossomorange Visit: https://www.avon.com/brochure?rep=billiedaniels https://www.instagram.com/p/CkBL1VRLYur/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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rottamibassi · 2 years
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prabhushriram · 11 months
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DIFFERENT TYPES OF INCENSE AVAILABLE IN THE MARKET
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 Incense has been used for centuries across various cultures and traditions worldwide to create a serene ambiance, evoke spiritual experiences, and purify the environment. The market offers a wide range of incense options, but two popular types are stick and cone incense. In this blog post, we will delve into the fascinating world of these two forms of incense, exploring their characteristics, differences, and unique qualities.
Incense Stick:
Stick incense, also known as agarbatti, is a traditional form of incense that has been used for centuries. It consists of a thin bamboo stick coated with a mixture of aromatic substances, such as herbs, resins, and essential oils. The coated end of the stick is ignited, and the flame is then gently blown out, allowing the stick to smolder and release fragrant smoke.
Stick incense offers several advantages:
Firstly, it is easy to use and     requires minimal setup. All you need is a suitable incense holder to hold     the burning stick securely.
Secondly, stick incense tends to     burn longer than cones, ensuring a prolonged aromatic experience.
Lastly, the vertical     positioning of the stick allows for a more even distribution of fragrance throughout     the room.
Cone Incense:
Cone incense, as the name suggests, is cone-shaped and made from a compact mixture of aromatic materials. It is designed to be placed directly on a heat-resistant surface and lit from the top. Once ignited, the cone smolders and releases fragrant smoke, creating an inviting atmosphere.
Cone incense offers its own unique set of advantages:
Firstly, its compact shape allows     for a more controlled and concentrated release of fragrance. The downward     tapering shape of the cone ensures that the aromatic smoke lingers closer     to the source, intensifying the scent experience.
Additionally, cone incense is highly     portable and convenient, making it a popular choice for travel or outdoor     activities.
Differences in Usage:
While both stick and cone incense create a pleasant fragrance, their usage and effects differ to some extent:
Stick incense, with its long     burn time, is well-suited for meditation, yoga sessions, or when you     desire a continuous and lasting aroma.
The vertical nature of stick     incense disperses the scent evenly, making it ideal for larger spaces.
On the other hand, cone     incense is often favored for shorter periods of use, such as during quick     relaxation sessions or when you need to freshen up a specific area.
Its compact size makes it     suitable for smaller spaces, such as bedrooms or study nooks.
Additionally, the direct     downward release of fragrance from the cone can create a more intense and     immersive aromatic experience.
The world of incense offers a delightful assortment of fragrances and forms to suit diverse preferences. Whether you opt for the elegance of stick incense or the convenience of cone incense, both options provide an opportunity to enhance your surroundings with captivating scents. Experimenting with different types and scents of incense can open up a whole new sensory journey, allowing you to curate an atmosphere of tranquility and serenity.
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So, the next time you seek to infuse your space with enchanting aromas, consider the differences between stick and cone incense and choose the one that best aligns with your intentions and preferences. Embrace the power of luxurious fragrances and let them transport you to a world of tranquility and well-being.
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greytothegreen · 1 year
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Jadu ki Potli, Jadu-Ki-Potli, #JaduKiPotli, #HerbalProducts, #airfresheners, #carfresheners, #fresheners, #greytothegreen, https://greytothegreen.com
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apricotyproducts · 2 years
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Car Air Freshener, Vent Clip On! All natural refillable by infusing the cotton wick, with plant base essential oils. Finally your in control what scent you want smell in your car, with knowing of it natures source. Very safe no worries about puncturing and spilling oils all over your car, or inhaling synthetic toxic fake scents. So you are in total control what you want to infuse with, we include one .33 ounces of essential oil of your preference. #carfreshener #allnatural #carairfreshener #airfreshener #car #essentialoils (at Pasadena, California) https://www.instagram.com/p/CdPCO68varc/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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kisha-myers · 1 year
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Author's Note: Ive decided to title this - My Anxious Mouse - I think it fits decently 😅 Also, I will TRY to update 1 chapter a day IF I can help it. I've got 2 kiddos under 6 🥴 they keep me on my toes and need my help often. If you have any questions, whether that be about this fanfiction or me, feel free to comment them below! I'm gonna try my hand at a tag list as well (if you want to be added to that PLEASE let me know). Without further ado, let's get on to the good stuff!
Chapter Three: Broken Memories
You had been placed in the back seat of the humvee, your seat belt secured for you as your brain still tried to catch up to what all was happening. You registered the vibration associated to the ignition being turned over, felt the jerk of it all in motion, but as you looked up towards Ghost and König you weren't fully certain what their intentions were. Your dad had always told you to be mindful of those around you, having been a retired navy seal, he knew people were capable of many horrible things.
"They will use your timidity against you - always be vigilant. Men especially, they'll see you and instinctively see prey." His words echoed repeatedly through your rapidly clearing mind, the events of yesterday and today finally catching up to you. You equated it as your body's own version or shock - you just hadn't fully come out of it yet to register much of anything aside from now being in the back of a vehicle with two complete strangers heading to God knows where.
Fear was the first emotion to crash into you in a rolling tidal wave, it crushed the air from you lungs and had your muscles tensing painfully. You curled in on yourself, drawing your legs up slowly, your arms wrapping around them as you buried your face into your knees. Panic was the next emotion to force its way into your consciousness, burning through your veins like a raging inferno that threatened to burn you alive. It caused your stomach to churn mercilessly and spit to pool in your mouth, threatening catastrophe should the contents of your tummy be spewed all over the sanded beige interiror. You forced yourself to calm down as much as you could, opting to breathe in deeply and focus on your senses.
Grounding techniques hadn't always worked for you in the beginning, there were many times you just had to let the panic attack push you to pass out. Through countless years of therapy and many many many sleepless nights, you had learned how to use the technique to soothe you. You started with the sensation of touch, letting the pads of your fingertips brush along the seam of the fabric seat you currently resided on. It wasn't exactly soft, but it wasn't rough either - it was somewhere in between, designed for functionality over comfort you'd guess. You continued to move your fingertips across the seat slowly, letting yourself become familiar with the texture before moving onto your next sense; hearing.
You tilted your buried face slightly, opting to keep your eyes closed to not dull the other sense. The engine, you noted, purred almost in an animalistic way. You knew little to nothing about cars but you were sure the upkeep on this vehicle was immaculate. You turned your head completely, letting your right ear rest against your knees, you face now facing your door as you eyes remained closed. Rain crashed against the windshield leisurely, the rhythmic pounding a comforting sound. The sound of passing cars made you smile, reminding you that although you were here, you still remained in a public place.
Feeling slightly more relaxed than when you started, you decided to continue on, opting to have the next sense be smell. It was strange, you thought, that the interior of a military vehicle could smell like fresh pine and sandalwood. Perhaps it was due to the week old carfreshener that hung from the review mirror, or maybe it was due to their cologne - you weren't entire sure, but you enjoyed the scent nevertheless. There was a sense of familiarity there, notes you could quite place but knew you had smelt it before. It was slightly sweet but nutty, almost like a pistachio cream filling or vanilla almond milk. It wasn't you, your body wash consisted of fruity scents like orange bliss and tropical punch. Your shampoo wasn't any better as it was watermelon and berry scented. You inhaled deeply, letting the fragrance that left you perplexed relax your tensed muscles. You decided you liked that smell, the notion causing a tender smile to burst forth across your lips.
Your heart had calmed enough that you felt it was safe to open your eyes, effectively moving onto the next stage of the technique. Slowly you lifted your lids, blinking a few times to clear the blurriness from your eyes. The first thing you saw was the window, buildings and cars passing you by as the rain glided down the glass. The yellow hued glow bathing the world around you in a somber essence. Stop lights changed from green to red, reminding you subtly of Christmas for the briefest of moments. You watched the world around you silently, eyes watching the raindrops leave little trails as they slid from their position.
The somber silence was broken by the faint buzzing of a cellular device, effectively bursting your bubble of raindrop appreciation. You lifted your head, turning it just in time to see Ghost pull free his phone and tossing it to König.
"You talk to him, my patience is already thin." He growled, making you nearly jump out of your skin. König shot him an incredulous look, heaving out a sigh and sliding the green phone icon over before placing the phone against his ear.
"Guten Morgen Sergeant." He forced between clenched teeth, shooting another annoyed look at Ghost when he saw the man's eyes crinkle in smugness. Johnny's bark of a laugh filter through the receiver loud enough to be heard by you. Your eyebrows shot up, mouth slightly agape - you knew that laugh, had heard it most of your life. Questions started rapidfiring through your cranium as you tried to remember everything Johnny had ever told you about his military career.
You knew he had been assigned to a military task force, Task force 141 his paperwork had said, and that he was under the supervision of a woman named Laswell. You knew his Captain, had even had a few opportunities to talk to him over a cup if tea he had so graciously offered to make you. You recalled he was nice enough, a little blunter than you'd expected, but he cracked a joke or two and helped settle your nerves.
You vaguely remembered meeting a rather rambunctious Gaz, but he had ways been busy running errands for their Captain he had been unable to sit and chat with you. The rest of his team had not been present on base at the time but you remember Johnny talking your ear off about his Lieutenant. He was fond of the man, always speaking highly of him - you'd begun to think he was bi with the way his eyes glazed over and his lips would turn up slightly at the corners in mirth.
"Sergeant, while your banter is usually entertaining, now is not the time. It's been a long night, we'll brief you when we get there oh!" Königs blundering of surprise made you jump again, effectively pulling you from your thoughts once more as you snapped your eyes over to him. He was already looking at you, eyes crinkling in the corners the only thing you had to go on to aid in your assumption he was smiling at you, "We have a civilian with us. She was displaced when our apartment caught fire, she will be staying in my room - would you meet us when we get there to show her where it is?" You looked away from him, eyes going back to your window to watch the scenery change.
Houses got less and less before barb wire fences and pop up buildings painted the signature hunter green took over. You were no military brat by any means, your dad had long since retired from being a seal just a year after you were born. You shake out of your stupor long enough to witness the phone being placed into the await skeletal gloved hand of Ghost, his grumbling of impeccable insults under his breath almost enough to make a giggle slip past your lips. A few you'd put away for a later date, having been too perfect to let them be forgotten.
"So..." You say softly, the way you nibbled on your bottom lip muffled your voice slightly, "You two know Johnny MacTavish I take it?" You tried to sound nonchalant, unbothered, but the vexation from yesterday was still a present smoldering rubble within your chest. You visibly saw Ghost stiffen by your tone, his hands clenching the steering wheel so hard you wondered how it didn't just simply break. König looked back at you, his head tilting just enough to convey his curiosity, making the giant of a man who had to hunch slightly to even fit in the car look like a little puppy.
"Ja, we are all stationed here together." He simply replied although you read the question that lingered on the tip of your tongue. You offered up a bitter smile, your right hand coming up to rub your forehead as you sighed softly.
"Johnny was the guy who stood me up. I've know since I was in diapers - he was friends with my older brother before he died while deployed in Iraq. Waited a whole two fucking hours before he called just to check in. I'm upset by it." You muttered under your breath, tilting your chin down and resting it on your knees. You failed to notice both of them exchanging an ire filed stare, silently communicating with one another to teach the Scotsman on how to properly treat a lady.
"So you two dating or what?" Ghosts blunt question fills the silence, hanging over your head and dousing you like a bucket filled with ice water. You grimaced - you loved Johnny, but he wasn't your type. He was handsome yes, you'd never deny that - you couldn't - but he was far too outgoing for your own personal tastes. He loved to go out and explore things, mingle with anyone and everyone - your anxiety was far too out of control for any of that.
"No. He's like family, and it wasn't a date. He called me two nights ago to let me know he was on a temporary leave and wanted to hang out together and catch up. It's been almost a year since I got to see him and I was really looking forward to it and I wanted-" You stopped yourself from finishing that sentence. You wanted many things, but the number one thing was you wanted you brothers dog tags back. Johnny had offered to take them, keep them safe on him as a way to help you heal. At the time of his death you were just barely eighteen - you had just graduated when you saw them. They wore the standard military issued uniform, faces perfect masks of stern indifference. One made the mistake of meeting your eyes - their eyes, you noted, were filled with unshed tears and that is what broke you. Seeing the devastation in their gaze made you knees give out, you remembered the pain that resonated there, the way the concrete bit harshly into your flesh and the warm viscous liquid that made your dress sticky.
That pain was nothing in comparison to the pain that lacerated through your chest. It was as if a boa constrictor had wrapped itself around you you squeezed with everything it had, your lungs releasing all its contents in a 'whoosh', mouth going dry, all the moisture poured from your eyes like a flooded river down stream. He died a hero they had said, one kneeling in front of you - yoy had recognized him from one of the pictures your brother had sent to you while he was deployed, Declan he'd introduce himself as. His hand had found your shoulder, giving it a gentle squeeze before crushing you to his chest in a hug. His companion - Nathan he said - was busy speaking in a hushed conversation with your dad.
'He died a hero, y/n.' You vaguely remember them saying, telling you that he'd even earned the purple heart of bravery. It was meant to comfort you, knowing be died doing what he was passionate about - but it didn't. It left you feeling hollow, empty, like a piece of your very soul had been ripped from your very being and now the seams of yourself unraveled. It was around that time when your anxiety had begun to rear its ugly head, a wolf in sheep's clothing leading you to the slaughter.
A wayward tear slid past your water line and down your cheek, your jaw clenching tightly as you swiped it away with a sniffle, "I uhm." You cleared your throat loudly, refusing to look at either of them, "Johnny took his dog tags for me. My mom didn't want them, my dad said he didn't deserve them and our little sisters didn't understand their significance so they were supposed to go to me along with his flag. I was drowning in my grief that Johnny offered to hold onto them for me until I was ready to fully process it - said that all I had to do was ask him for them and they'd be mine. I wanted to ask him yesterday but... but he stood me up." Your voice faltered at the end, your lips pressed firmly together in a pensive line to keep your bottom lip from trembling.
The silence that filled the humvee was deafening, Ghost and König were at a loss for how to comfort you. They all knew the risks of war - of the loss it brought. They'd seen countless soldiers be killed in action, each of them having retrieved a few hundred dog tags to be returned to families as a way to offer some semblance of closure. They shared another look, one that declared they were both going to beat the snot out of Johnny when they had the opportunity to.
The rest of the ride remained that way, you lost in your broken memories of your older brother and his endless teasing, and them sharing silent conversations through gestures and looks. You didn't know it right then, but the two peeved males nestled in their seats had come to an agreement. Not only would the kick Johnny's ass, but they'd make sure he'd fix this - that he'd make this right. After all, they couldn't let their little mouse loose herself - not when she had fallen so willingly into their hands.
Your life was going to change drastically... you just were unaware of how much that'd be.
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paradisecosmetics52 · 23 days
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