#black oudh

[aramicaperfumes14]

Black oudh

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[zzeraphilm]

Fight For Me

Kuroo Tetsurou x Reader (GN) Word Count: 1,882 Part two Summary: Not every relationship is one to admire, passions and everyday lives will always come in the way of romance. But Kuroo Tetsurou only realises this a bit later than Y/N had hoped. After watching the HQ movie in theatres and being the only person in the cinema to laugh I needed an outlet 

The dumpster battle of the century. The booming echoes of Nekoma’s cheers sent shivers down your spine. Each hit of a palm to a volleyball resonated waves that shattered across the arena. Y/N sat slightly hidden from view of the rest of the Nekoma team. 

Prior to the tournament, Y/N saw it befitting to end their relationship with the notable volleyball team captain, Tetsurou Kuroo. Despite his sly and frivolous behaviour, the black haired mop head agreed with a robotic hum. Their time together was not as revered as one might seem. On the outside, the pair were known across the Tokyo school for their names would always slip from someone’s lips. Personalities so unalike and yet they were so in sync. 

Y/N did not want to burden Kuroo’s drive to win. Kuroo did not want to neglect Y/N. Days of no contact turned to weeks. Kuroo was always at practice till nightfall, Y/N was cooped up in their room studying meticulously for their university entrance exams. By the fifth week of no contact beyond school, Y/N had sent a message to Kuroo for the first time in over a month.

Meet me by the park, after practice. 6PM.

The park’s swing set was rusted from the skin of the bolts into the grooves of its spiralling metal. Y/N still kicked their feet lightly whilst perched on the wood awaiting for the captain’s arrival.

6:30PM. 6:45PM. 6:50PM. 6:55PM. 6:57PM. 6:59PM. 

Clumping running shoes came knocking towards the H/C haired figure on the swing. 

“Sorry, practice ran over again.” Kuroo Tetsurou was always the first to arrive at Nekoma’s practice and the last to leave. He decided if practice would overextend. He knew Y/N was waiting, but still only cared for the game. 

Y/N couldn’t help but think that Kuroo saw them as an afterthought. Despite their moments of hilarity and nonsense over the last three years, more often than not Kuroo would see his focus else where, usually towards the court. 

“You’d always say that.” Y/N’s tongue spilt a tiny drop of venom at the end of their comment. 

“It’s the truth.” 

With a huff, Y/N stood to challenge the boy. No, man. Even within a few weeks, he had been scarily evolving to a matured, aged version of himself. Yet Y/N never noticed the way Kuroo’s shirts no longer fitted him the same way, or the slight stubble growing on his chin and upper lip or how his cologne had shifted from a softer, powdery scent, to a peppery Oudh masked with a floral kiss. Y/N didn’t get to experience his metamorphosis from a boy to a man, he saw it with his brothers, his teammates, with volleyball. Y/N wasn’t the first person that Kuroo would go to over news about his life advancements. Y/N was merely a shadow. The awkward smiles that they had to endure whenever their friends mentioned their boyfriend of three years, acting as if they had spoken properly in the last few hours, yet in reality had only seen each other’s faces passing each other in the halls. Not even a hand brush or a light peck. Just stares that lasted mere milliseconds, that held no emotion behind them. 

Kuroo knew he wasn’t giving Y/N enough attention or time. He knew that the trajectory of his life at the moment was solely on volleyball and his studies. Dates, after school hangouts, good morning and good night texts no longer found a place in his daily schedules. His passion for the sport only grew further from the summer camp, where Y/N was abroad on holiday with their family. Which, selfishly, allowed Kuroo to solely think and breathe volleyball. He didn’t call Y/N every Friday night like he promised. He tried but all of his energy was directed in a laser beam towards the court. His heart would beat at exponential rates, each breath would feel like a stab in his throat and he could feel each pulsating beat from his heart pumping his blood throughout his body. It was torturous, yet so incredibly fun he wanted it to never end. Time would stop when it was just him on the court and a ball. But Y/N would never cross his mind. He wouldn’t realise until the next morning when Y/N would attempt some form of contact with a text, usually saying:

Good morning, enjoy your day. Don’t overwork yourself <3

The texts dwindled over time going from paragraphs of care and patience to blunt words of indifference to nothing at all. They both could sense the fading of their bond. They were just scared to see who would be the first to rip off the bandage. 

“Let’s break up. This isn’t working. We don’t have time for each other, it’s not worth the pain of being ghosts of each other and pretending to be okay in front of others.”

Y/N imagined this scenario multiple times before they’d fall asleep. Sometimes Kuroo Tetsurou would scream and wail, grabbing them by their shoulders begging for mercy, begging to stay together, begging for their love. Other times Kuroo Tetsurou would be the first to initiate the conversation, saying how he holds no feelings for them anymore, that there was someone else or some dramatic reason that would paint him to be villain in Y/N’s fantasies. Y/N clung to these thoughts, of a Kuroo Tetsurou that would fight for them, of a Kuroo Tetsurou that would plead for them or a Kuroo Tetsurou who lived up to his perceived image. 

Yet, Kuroo just agreed. Gave a small nod, a wave goodbye and walked off.

As Kenma desperately screamed to reach the ball, it was futile. The yellow and blue ball bounced on the polished court for nearly a second before the huddle of crows screamed in unison. Between the rival teams, Karasuno proved their victory. Y/N would only attend Kuroo’s games if it meant the two would get a bite to eat afterwards, usually at a nearby family diner. Y/N tried to learn the rules of volleyball yet couldn’t handle its quick gameplay. So volleyball felt empty without Kuroo. 

But this game was riveting, Y/N felt their soul boom at each spike and block. Despite having never stepped foot on a court beyond the Nekoma school gym, Y/N craved the illustriousness of the court. The despite to jump beyond the heights of giants and reach the sky, to slam their palm against the flying ball and hear the shattering screams of contact between the ball and the court. Y/N could finally see why Kuroo loved the sport. But, they could only see the back of his frame. They were sure that there were a few tears shed from his eyes. But Kuroo Tetsurou still upheld his Cheshire smile that brought those around him to laugh. As the boys hugged each other, shook hands and exchanged jokes. Y/N knew, they knew why this was more important to Kuroo than they were. They understood what it meant, but just because one can understand doesn’t mean that they aren’t allowed to feel resentment. 

Y/N did not harbour any ill will towards Kuroo himself, rather, they hated the choices that he took. He never fought for them, he never tried, he never challenged them. But most of all, he never truly included them in this world that he loved. Y/N could only see it from a far, from a screen or on the sidelines. Where once they left the world of volleyball, the pair would be in their own bubble, floating far away from those Kuroo considered family. Whether it was their childish adolescent calling for self-centred attention or their lack of understanding of one another. Y/N left the arena silently, returning to their isolated world of study, far from Kuroo Tetsurou. 

After three years, Y/N had achieved their dream of studying abroad in Australia for their bachelors. Their parents had agreed to help fund their masters back in Tokyo and Y/N had made their way back to their home country. Their time in the scorching sun and endless nights of parties, midnight assignment writings and the multitude of faces from across the world shaped Y/N into an alluring individual. They had shed the skin that they were trapped in from high school into a blooming butterfly in adulthood. They had everything aligned to the T, as per their promise to themselves when they were 16. 

Kuroo Tetsurou had not given up volleyball entirely. He used his wit and charm to weasel his way into the top of the industry, working aside the Japan’s Volleyball Association, meeting the best players in the world, scouting them and dinning with them. Of course, he had social media. No one in his field was a stranger to the Internet, every moment, every win and loss was recorded online and he had to know it all. Whilst scrolling one summer’s day, in between the break of the game he was sitting in, he stumbled upon them. 

Y/N L/N. His high school sweetheart. The one that got away. His biggest regret. His biggest loss. 

Kuroo only realised his heartbreak a year after their split, seemingly throwing himself into his studies and passions as a way to mask his mourning. He had gotten so good at busying himself with work and studies that he had forgotten the feeling of heartbreak. Until he craved it. When news of an internship he had wanted for months finally arrived congratulating him on his addition to the team - he wanted to tell Y/N all about it. He absent mindedly found his phone in his hands trying to find Y/N’s contact, only to find it erased. He didn’t need to think, it was like a jolt in his body had awoken, tears flooded his line of view. And for the first time in a year, after months of distractions, he cried for his lost love. 

Kuroo spent the whole night stalking Y/N’s socials, careful not to like them or accidentally follow them. He would stare endlessly at their selfies, photography of the cities they had travelled to and their wide friendship group. Nobody that he recognised. Their followers consisted of strangers to him. He hadn’t felt this empty since the night of losing them. In a drunken slurry of thoughts, Kuroo only saw his fingers dance over the follow button, he didn’t feel the pads of his fingers hit the screen.

It was only until the next morning, he saw that Y/N’s profile no longer existed. 

Their profile was empty, their bio did not load and with every drag, the page refused to load. A previous screen flooded with smiling faces and exciting milestones now replaced with a text merely stating the obvious.

User not found

Kuroo Tetsurou took it as his final sign to leave it. It was too late to reach out, to plead for another chance, it was too late to fight for something that was snuffed out years ago. 

[bpbomegaverse]

Omegaverse Master Scent List

Scent description can be a big part of omegaverse. This is a master list of Alpha, Beta and Omega scents I've compiled. I will add to them when new things pop up for me.

Note: Just because I've put a scent in a certain category, doesn't mean you can't use it for one of the other second genders. 🫶 I kind of like that alpha a little more savoury, musky and deep. And omega are more sweet, fresh and light. But that's just my interpretation.

I'm starting with Alpha. I'll update the other two a little later.

Alpha - α

Gardenia

Orange Blossom

Lavender

Black orchid

Violet

Bluebell

Rosewood

Elderflower

Ink

Sparklers

Black Tea

Green tea

Resin

Saffron

Leather

Bark

Pine tree

Burnt wood

Coal/charcoal

Oak Barrel Whiskey

Cedar

Agar wood

Tobacco

Oudh

Driftwood

Oakmoss

Amber (labdanum)

White wood

Rosewood

Musk

Sherry oak

Match (blown out)

Rye Whiskey

Mahogany

Cegar

Wood sage

Almond

Walnut

Tar

Rubber

Moss

Iron

Bronze

Gold

Rust

Ash

Graphite

Vinyl

Smoked meats 

Coriander

Basil

Cinnamon

Nutmeg

Paprika (smoked)

Aniseed

Black cherry

Clove

Allspice

Fenugreek

Ginger

Black pepper

Roasted Garlic

Blood orange

Grapefruit

Blackberry

Bergamont

Lemon

Blood Plum

New car smell

Hay

Pesto

Balsamic Vinegar

Sauteed brown onions

Fruit cake

Eucalyptus

Teatree

Wet Dog

Blood

Soap

Fish oil

Marijuana

Lemongrass

Thunderstorms/Petrichor

Smoke

Mud

Wet forest floor

Limestone

Cobolt

Ore

Cactus

Molten rock

Shampoo

Wet cement

Cork

Bush fire

Egyptian dukkah

Jamaican Jerk

Recado rojo

Cajun spice

Chinese five spice

Baharat

Brown sugar

Toffee

Molasses

Apple pie

Tequila 

Dark chocolate

Bacon

Dark roast coffee

Petrol

Gunpowder

Gravy

Cola

Burnt caramel

Bone marrow

Syrah/Shiraz

Cabernet Sauvignon

Port 

Toasted bread

Buttered Popcorn

Dry dog food

Sulphur 

Mustard

Ginger Beer

Meatballs

Olives

Chipotle

Teriyaki

Peri-Peri

Sesame

Jalapeño

[astra-ravana]

Working With Mammon

The God of Excess

Other names: Mamyun

Enn: "Tasa Mammon On Ca Lirach"

Rank: Dark Lord, King

Colors: Gold, black, orange, red, yellow

Herbs: Patchouli, devil's claw, hemlock, calamus, blood root, myyrh, frankincense, ginger, bergamot, oudh, vanilla, cinnamon, tobacco, oleander, nettle, allspice, nutmeg, basil, mint, bay, saffron, goldenrod, turmeric, black walnut, licorice, mistletoe, black copal

Crystals: Citrine, pyrite, black jade, rutilated quartz, opal, amber, gold sheen obsidian, golden aura hematite, kyanite, tourmaline, nuummite, red jasper, tiger's eye, ruby, lodolite, orange garnet, dolomite

Element: Earth

Planet: Jupiter

Zodiac: Virgo

Metal: Gold, rose gold

Tarot: King of Pentacles, 9 of Pentacles

Direction: North

Day: Thursday

Animals: Wolves, tigers, crows, hawks

Domains: Wealth, abundance, prosperity, excess, success, financial alchemy, luxury, business, profit, reward, growth, control, domination, transformation, manifestation, aesthetics, road opening, path clearing, opportunity, skill, finesse, self-respect, confidence, satisfaction, happiness, protection from loss/misfortune

Offerings: Good coffee/tea, rich foods, coins, gold/golden items, jewelry, valuables, keys, gemstones, representations of wealth/abundance, figures of his animals, keepsakes, live plants, bank/crossroads dirt

Sigils:

[painted-kneecaps]

How to Smell Like an Avatar of Fear

-A Comprehensive List-

From a hobbyist perfume collector and avid TMA listener

Did you know that smell, out of all the five senses, is the one most linked to memory and emotion? With my help, you too can invoke a sense of unease in the minds of friends, enemies and strangers everywhere !!

DISCLAIMER: I have not tried every, or even most, of the perfumes on this list. However, I have purchased and enjoyed perfumes from all of the houses listed.

-The Buried-

Name: Geosmin

House: Osmofolia

Scent profile: wet aldehydes, ozone, geosmin, fresh water, petrichor, soil

-The Corruption-

Name: Pile of green goo

House: Death and Floral

Scent profile: Partially rotting wood and oakmoss, white oudh, deep & enchanting crushed rose resins

-The Dark-

Name: The Raven

House: Alkemia

Scent profile: Ebony heartwood, black amber, black pepper, blackseed (habbatul barakah), black Bengal cardamon, black ink, nigella (black coriander), black iris, violet leaves, and leather. 

-The Desolation-

Name: A City On Fire

House: Imaginary Authors

Scent profile: Cade oil, Spikenard, Cardamom, Clearwood, Dark Berries, Labdanum, Burnt Match

-The End-

Name: Bones melting together

House: Death and Floral

Scent profile: Dusty dry bone dust accord, coffin wood, bergamot

-The Extinction-

Name: Industrial Sabotage

House: Alkemia

Scent profile: A cataclysmic wreckage of burnt wires; twisted melted steel; shattered machinery, and gunpowder. 

-The Eye-

Name: Book of Shadows

House: Alkemia

Scent profile: A biblichor of eldritch books - heavy parchment paper, ancient iron oak gall ink, crumbling leather bindings, and wafts of rare incenses.

-The Flesh-

Name: Writer’s Blood

House: Alkemia

Scent profile: iron-tinged blood, a manuscript soaked in spilled black coffee, and an overturned tin of rolling tobacco.

-The Hunt-

Name: The wolf only needs luck to find you once

House: Death and Floral

Scent profile: Crisp forest night air, lunar musk, large drifting oakwood trees, the musky scent of a trailing shadow.

-The Lonely-

Name: The people you love become ghosts inside of you

House: Death and Floral

Scent profile: Heavenly musk, lingering funeral flowers, cold scent of vanilla in an empty corridor, handprints on a foggy window

-The Slaughter-

Name: The Highwayman

House: Alkemia

Scent profile: Sweat stained black leather, night air, a dirt road under galloping hooves, tobacco, bloodstained lace, gunpowder

-The Spiral-

Name: Finally A Star

House: Osmofolia

Scent profile: The glitz of cardamom and sparkling grapefruit stars, outer space ozone, dreamy tuberose, searing gunpowder, and a ham hock for a head. Inspired by Jack Stauber's song The Ballad of Hamantha.

-The Stranger-

Name: Wax museums

House: Death and Floral

Scent profile: Sweet and warm liqueur, elegant suede, black currant, beeswax absolute, magnolia heart

-The Vast-

Name: With the fishes and the dead

House: Death and Floral

Scent profile: Black squid ink and mile long oceans. Black ambergris, black labdanum absolute, salty ocean water, and black pits of stretched out emptiness.

-The Web-

Name: Dustsceawung

House: Alkemia

Scent profile: The scent of forbidden explorations and an olfactory meditation on dust: attic air, the inside of old trunks, abandoned haylofts, library stacks, and abandoned buildings.

[venusinmyrrh]

If your OC was a perfume, what would they smell like?

Main character edition. Here are some of my favorite ladies!

Vanessa Byrd (Purple Sunrise): A peaceful desert night, the calm before the storm. Dust and indigo haze, with sweet yucca and incense wafting on the breeze.

Jessie Hendricks (Stay Buried): Sullen black tea and well-worn leather from a scuffed-up pair of Docs, layered over a rebellious undercurrent of smoke.

Tiffany Palmer (Hartfall Mall): She'll try anything once, as long as it's pink: raspberry licorice and sugary gumdrops, paired with sweet creamy vanilla and punctuated with the bubblegum kick of Madonna's latest single.

Rosalie Romanet (House Divided): Immaculately tailored essence of violet, expensive and rare, with bitter almond and a spine of cold steel, closely guarding a fragrant tuberose heart.

Samantha Ware (Forgive Us Our Virtues): The Black Death incarnate: narcotic draughts of opium and myrrh, drunk deep until the darkness rushes in.

Emily Call (Wicker Hollow): A warm bright forest of sandalwood, cedar, rosewood, and yew, plus the fresh earthy smell of grass newly trod on in search of an adventure.

Sabrina Royce (Royce's Quarter): An array of expensive spices that can't quite erase the coppery tang of blood spilled on the red clay court.

Amaryllis de Vere (Love Lies Bleeding): Elegant white freesia blooms floating in an extravagant crystal basin of champagne.

Cass Bright (Bright): The scent of the ‘70s Sunset Strip scene: vetiver, whiskey, patchouli, and smoke, with a line of sage and lavender to take the edge off.

Lola Dumont (Sunshine Springs): A drip of spiced honey sliding tantalizingly down the stem of a rich red velvet rose, in the languid heat of a Floridian summer.

Rosemarie Desmond (Always a Rose): Coffee-stained papers covered in scribbles of half-finished poetry, aged leatherbound books, and dried rose petals scattered across an old wooden desk.

Colleen Desmond (Snake in the Moss): Creeping tendrils of Spanish moss dotted with sweet heady magnolia, and a bite of bitter tea leaves lying in wait.

Jackie Ormond (Between the Gravel and the Sky): The screech of tires tearing down a racetrack: crisp fiberglass and a jolt of gasoline slicing through the warmth of asphalt after a summer rain.

Miranda Norwood (Hibiscus Whiskey): A riotous burst of canna lilies among lush Caribbean greenery, warmed by a dollop of golden saffron sunshine and a splash of rum.

Lady Nightshade (Lady Nightshade): What else? Belladonna, hidden in a bouquet of roses, masked with a sprinkle of oudh, just waiting to fuck up your day.

Sophia (Carpe Noctem): Nag champa, white tea, and moonflower, serene as a cool clear night sky, dotted with the curious twinkle of snowdrops like stars.

[sangaverage]

Elemental Dragons- Grael

Divider credit: Here

Ambience: Here

Art Credit: Nambroth/ Featherdust

Key: ... Implies a decent start but an incomplete list, feel free to jot down your discovereries!

Name: Grael

Race: Earth Dragon

Other elements: Death

Rules over: Nature, Abundance, Harvest, Plant growth, Staying grounded, Necromancy, Death work, Shadow work, Ancestor work, Agriculture, job seeking, finances, money making

Season: autumn

Sabats: Lammas, Mabon, Samhain

Zodiac: Taurus, Virgo, Capricorn

Arcana: Wheel of fortune, the magician, the emperor

Suit: Disks/ Pents

Incense: Dragons blood, Amber, Frankincense, Myrrh, Oudh, Opium, Honeysuckle, Copal, Sage, Sweetgrass, Pine, Cedar...

Colours: Green, Brown, Orange, Yellow, Black

Herbs etc: clove, Honeysuckle, Marigolds, Muellin, Orange peel, Lemon peel, pine needles, tree barks, honey, juniper berry, yew berries (Do not eat!), willow, nettles, Dandelion (flowers or seeds), burdock root, pinecones, conkers, nuts, bay leaf, clovers, apples, bread, oats, pumpkin, animal bones...

Crystals etc: Pyrite, Malachite, lapis lazuli, Tektite, Moldavite, green sardonyx, bloodstone, serpentine, amber, tigers eye, desert rose, Apache tear, unakyte, moss agate, Hematite, rainbow Hematite...

[coyoteincense]

hii recently decided to seek out a signature scent through perfume samples n was wondering if i could get some reccs! i found that i really like autumn vibes by maison margiela and oud wood by tom ford … but both are way out of my budget. do you have any reccs for similar masculine-ish scents that are woody, warm, and a lil sweet? preferably under £100? thank u in advance love ur blog :)

warm, woody fragrances are my absolute favorite! i'll recommend some good cheaper fragrances to consider to the best of my ability :)

nevermore by siren song elixirs!

this is peak fall, with a wonderful blend of warm woodsy fragrances but a more sweet marshmallow and pumpkin blend to pull it together. it's got a lot of cinnamon, but i don't think it's too overwhelming to the point of completely taking over the rest of the notes

only $25 for a whole bottle

full dark by solstice scents

solstice scents are a bit more than some other indie fragrances ($90 for a bottle), but i do really stand by their work. full dark is a great darker halloween-y fragrance. it might not be as sweet as you'd like, but there is still some spicy sweetness that adds some more depth. i adore this one a lot, it has a lot of my favorite notes in it!

other solstice scents i would recommend checking out: estate rosewood, farmhouse in fall

amore oudh by oakcha

since you mentioned enjoying oud wood, it might be worth checking out this $45 dupe of it! dupes are sometimes...controversial in the fragrance community, but that's mainly when they're dupes of smaller houses. i think dupes of big, expensive houses like tom ford are fine LOL

amore oudh is a pretty faithful adaption of the same fragrance for much cheaper. it might be a tad more synthetic-y in comparison, but overall it's one of the better dupes you can get out there

oud noir by versace

not as sweet per say, but oud noir is a wonderful darker ambery spice oud-heavy fragrance. it's a classy "masculine" clean smell. its performance isn't perfect, but it is relatively cheap so applying some more throughout the day isn't as much of an issue

marlowe by poesie perfume

i love some coriander with teak wood....this is a really good spicy floral woody fragrance. a good masculine warm smell for the colder months!

poesie's cardigan (sandalwood, cardamom, pimento berries, vanilla, white chocolate, "sweater" musk) is also a good consideration! it's a very cozy and comforting scent that's less spicy but still a good warm, cozy woody scent.

and, lastly, lovesick witchery has a looot to choose from that i think would suit what you're after! i'll just briefly list the top ones i think would work well, but i would recommend taking a peek at their full list of fragrances

seance perfume - lavender, oakmoss, incense, cedarood, sweater musk

spirit perfume - bourbon, tobacco, tonka bean, bay rum, sandalwood

dark bloom - gardenia, pink pepper, amber, black vanilla, datura, jasmine, cacao

erudite's parlor - tobacco, gin, musk

happy hunting!! i had a few more to recommend, but pretty much everything else i can think of is above $100 sadly. if you get the chance, i would highly recommend getting some samples from the scents of wood house! my favorite from them is cedar in acacia which is a delicious woody spicy fragrance

[odoroussavourssweet]

Francesca Bianchi Tyger Tyger

Nose: Francesca Bianchi

Notes: honey, peach, white flowers, leather, heliotrope, sandalwood, oakmoss, patchouli, oudh

Tyger Tyger is right in Francesca Bianchi's comfort zone: dense, sweet, lusty, bottom-heavy scents. It's exactly what it sounds like: a dark peachy honey. There's a nice smooth beeswax texture to it, and a soft, skin-like muskiness. I can't smell the leather overtly, but I can feel that the dense, jammy peach-and-honey syrup is disappearing into dark depths, which saves it from the frivolity that sweet fruity scents can fall into.

It's kind of similar to Lost in Heaven (Francesca Bianchi Does Orange Blossom) only with peach in place of orange blossom, and maybe less overt animalism. And they both work great for me.

Tyger Tyger is honey-drenched peach-jam sweetness with a hint of salt sweat to ground it, which makes it one of my favorite renditions of peach in perfume.

If you're a true peach-lover, what else is worth trying?

Mitsuoko, of course (spiced peach against a mossy chypre backdrop);

Divine L'Etre Aime Femme (symphonic ultra-feminine floral with a strong peach note);

Olympic Orchids Red Cattleya (vivid peach in a rainbow of tropical flowers);

maybe Tom Ford Bitter Peach (hyper-realistic fresh peach, complete with almond-scented peach pit, against a smoky black backdrop with Evil CEO vibes).

I've also heard good things about YSL Yvresse (a famous 90's peach chypre) and some osmanthus-centric stuff like Hermes Osmanthe Yunnan.

But yeah, Tyger Tyger is straight-up honeyed peach jam. It's long-lasting, it's dense, it's satisfying, and it's got gravitas. But you've gotta like peach.

[sin-ophelia]

Fantome perfumes I have not tried yet

Not Dead, But Arisen

Freshly turned grave soil and spring greenery lie beneath uplifting orange and crisp yuzu

Triton

The realistic scent of a stormy ocean. Murky sea water, ambergris, ancient forest mosses, crushed ivy leaves, frankincense, resins, ozone, with a hint of citrus

Mesmer

Deep, luxurious oudh, refined vetiver, cool frankincense, slightly salty ambergris, smooth myrrh, and dark patchouli

Ivan the Fool

Golden figs, oakmoss, Siberian fir, well-worn Russian leather, cedar, warm wolf fur, juniper berries, sparkling bergamot

Duende

The smell of being lost in a forest—with oakmoss, cedar, fir, resinous labdanum, benzoin, tree sap, wild violets, and lilac

Kensington

Earl Grey tea, cashmere, dark vanilla bean, smooth cedar, dried rose petals, mandarin zest, pink peppercorn, and a burst of fresh bergamot

Lorelei

Tart wild strawberries, basil, black narcissus, entangling seaweed, watery graves

Parlour

A darkly polished mahogany rapping table, spirit boards, sweet rosewood chests, burning incense, and a hint of vetiver 

Kupala

Morning dew, davana, fern flower, bonfire smoke, birch leaves, warm summer air

Amira

Crushed rose petals, honeyed figs, black currants, and black tea. Hints of tonka bean, orange blossom, amber, and dragon's blood

[itsnazib]

A Journey Through The Aromas Of Pakistani Nihari - Easy Delicious Nihari Recipe

The word Nihari is derived from the Arabic word Nihar, which means morning. Hence the name Nihari means that it was used for breakfast.

Nihari-making originated either in the back streets of Delhi's Jama mosque, or many Lucknow enthusiasts believe it began with the fall of the Mughal Empire in the late 18th century. After, the Nawab happened from the kitchens of Oudh.

The method of preparing nihari is still more or less the same as it was in the early days. 

In those days, after the lid of the pot was covered, a dough stick was placed on its sides to maintain maximum temperature and slow cooking with steam. After lightly frying the meat, aromatic spices were added to it and left to slowly decompose and absorb the aroma of these spices.

The flavor of these spices would settle into the meat very gently, as if someone were casting a spell to entice someone.

Making Pakistani Nihar: The Easy Way

Prepare to embark on a culinary voyage, we will try to uncover the secrets of nihari, a dish steeped in tradition and bursting with flavor. 

Join us as we delve into the depths of this iconic dish, and unveil a traditional Pakistani nihari recipe that will transport your taste buds to the bustling streets of Lahore or Karachi.

Making The Best Nihari - Ingredients

Before we begin our culinary adventure, let's gather the following ingredients for our nihari:

1 kg beef shank or mutton, cut into chunks

2 large onions, thinly sliced

1/2 cup ghee or cooking oil

3 tablespoons ginger paste

3 tablespoons garlic paste

1 tablespoon turmeric powder

2 tablespoons red chili powder

2 tablespoons coriander powder

1 tablespoon cumin powder

1 teaspoon fennel seeds

1 teaspoon black peppercorns

4-5 green cardamom pods

2-3 cloves

3-4 bay leaves

Salt to taste

Warm water

Fresh ginger slices

Fresh green chilies

Chopped coriander for garnish

Naan bread or steamed rice for serving

Step-by-Step Instructions For Making Nihari

Now, let's dive into the art of preparing Pakistani nihari with our step-by-step guide:

Step 1: Fry the Onions

Heat ghee or cooking oil in a large pot over medium heat.

Add the thinly sliced onions and cook until they turn golden brown and caramelized, stirring occasionally to ensure even cooking.

Step 2: Searing The Meat

Once the onions are caramelized, add the beef or mutton chunks to the pot.

Increase the heat to medium-high and sear the meat on all sides until it develops a rich, brown crust, locking in the flavors.

Step 3: Crafting The Spice Blend

While the meat is searing, prepare the spice blend by combining ginger paste, garlic paste, turmeric powder, red chili powder, coriander powder, cumin powder, fennel seeds, black peppercorns, green cardamom pods, cloves, and bay leaves in a small bowl.

Step 4: Infusing The Flavors

Once the meat is seared to perfection, add the prepared spice blend to the pot.

Stir well to coat the meat evenly with the aromatic spices, allowing them to release their flavors and aromas.

Step 5: Slow Cooking

Pour enough warm water into the pot to cover the meat completely.

Reduce the heat to low, cover the pot with a lid, and let the nihari simmer gently for 4-5 hours, or until the meat is tender and falls apart easily.

Step 6: Thickening The Gravy

After the nihari has simmered for several hours, remove a ladleful of the gravy from the pot and transfer it to a separate bowl.

Using a fork or whisk, mash the onions and spices in the gravy until they form a smooth paste.

Pour the mashed gravy back into the pot and stir well to thicken the nihari to your desired consistency.

Step 7: Serving

Serve the hot nihari in bowls, garnished with fresh ginger slices, green chilies, and chopped coriander.

Accompany the nihari with warm naan bread or steamed rice for a complete and satisfying meal.

The Bottom Line 

With its tantalizing aroma and robust flavors, Pakistani nihari is a dish that embodies the essence of Pakistani cuisine. By following this above traditional recipe and savoring each step of the cooking process, you can experience the true magic of nihari and transport yourself to the vibrant streets and bustling bazaars of Pakistan. 

So gather your ingredients, unleash your culinary prowess, and treat yourself to a taste of authentic Pakistani nihari that will leave you craving more.

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[honksniff]

death and floral- pumpkin boooudh

from the website: "Dark pumpkin mash topped with golden vanilla, a blend of ghostly white oudh, black oudh, and dry woody oudh."

this one is very pretty! it is also another one that's gonna be immediately shelved for next fall because of that pumpkin note. the vanilla comes through really nicely too! i'm not super familiar with oudhs so i dont really have anything to compare it to, which is a shame, but i like it!!

[bulek-tante-bibi-baba-paklek]

Fragrance Headcannons

Aka Enhypen as perfumes

Heesung

Top Notes : Peach Melba, Frangipani

Heart Notes : Raspberries

Base Notes : Oudh Amber, Vanilla

Jay

Top Notes : Tangerine, Passion Fruit, Tonka Bean

Heart Notes : Damascus Rose, Coriander

Base Notes : Cashmere Wood, Musk, Angelica Root

Jake

Top Notes : Turkish Rose Absolute

Heart Notes : Myrrh, Turmeric, Blood Orange

Base Notes : Australia Sandalwood, Smoke Leather

Sunghoon

Top Notes : White Tea, Cedar Bangla, Lavender, Mace

Heart Notes : Lilium Candidum, Honeysuckle, Violet Leaf, Carnation

Base Notes : Gurjum Balsam, Patchouli Celebes, Vetiver Garut

Sunoo

Top Notes : Honeydew, Moringa, Olive

Heart Notes : Santoline, Pine Needle

Base Notes : Dry Amber, Katsura Wood

Jungwon

Top Notes : Pineapple, Black Pepper

Heart Notes : Tobacco Flower, Clove, Geranium

Base Notes : Elemi Chypre Frankincense

Niki

Top Notes : Pumpkin, Cinnamon, Peppermint

Heart Notes : Ginger, Juniper, Saffron

Base Notes : Bergamot, Grapefruit, Sichuan Pepper

You (Y/N) ver 1

Top Notes : Green Tea Accords, Fig Leaves, Rhubarb

Heart Notes : Muguet, Celery Seed, Bamboo

Base Notes : Green Moss, Caraway, Fennel

You (Y/N) ver 2

Top Notes : Roasted Cocoa, Dry Down Coconut Milk, Licorice

Heart Notes : Deep Coffee, Bitter Neroli, Bitter Almond

Base Notes : Intense Jasmine, Exotic Lily, Guaiac Wood

You (Y/N) ver 3

Top Notes : Orris, Freesia, Tuberose

Heart Notes : Heliotrope, Plumeria, Maltol, Gardenia

Base Notes : Benzoin, Ozonated Accords

[signalhill-if]

(beta here but I'm staying secret bc I get embarrassed about how much I like perfume) I'm using scents from deathandfloral here BUT I'm assigning KC "I wanna be your joey Ramone" (black oudh, chili spiced vanilla musk, nutmeg), Doc "the deadly poppy field" (watery flowers, soaked earth, lily of the valley, red poppies, the lingering of a memory), Yasmin "I wasn't made to make it to thirty" (blue powder pills and blue pansies in a blue vase), Levi "Freshly Dead" (lavender, rosemary, mint, apples, carrot seeds, fresh tomatoes), Yvette "I was born a bitch, i was born a painter" (basil, violets, spanish moss, yarrow oil, blue musk), Wolfe "LAMBS!" (lamb wool, cedar chips, bard accord, morning air), and Malik "nothing rusts in the desert the air is full of ghosts" (pink cactus flowers, sweet grass, warm rain, woody dry vanilla). thank you for coming to my scent talk

Please do not be ashamed of your superior sense of smell and superior taste 😌 Thank you haha

Googled the perfume brand in question and would like to propose alternate possibilities of "Bubble Pop" (This scent has been reported to summon ghosts) or "Mad women and bad habits" (An ode to a life of excess and slowly going mad) for Yasmin haha