#day 3: candle

[pluto-hweat-halcyon-skytober]

I have no idea where this is.

[puppyrelp]

ii art dump 3!!!

[icewindandboringhorror]

I made a few new wax seal stamps out of clay (like the ones I did for my worldbuilding stuff forever ago), this time just of random symbols that I thought might look good done in the style of painting over the raised part of the wax or etc. :0c Some of them aren't carved deep enough to really show up that well, but overall they worked okay for being clay lol

[avastyetwats]

Izzy Hands and his fascination/love for candles.

[fraternum-momentum]

metamorphosis book cover ! complete with a removable gregor !

[trustypaladin]

"Happy Birthday, Arthur..."

Malevoversary 2024 | Saturday Prompt

[mangoish]

Presenting his royal, trustworthy Highness, Maple Prince Etho of Canada Land.

[gremlin-girly]

Flufftober Day 3: Favourite Scent

Title: Candle Shopping

Pairing: Dean Winchester X gn!Reader

Tags: Fluff, Flufftober 2024, Dean Winchester x reader, established relationship, candle sniffing in the supermarket is always a fun past time

Part of the Flufftober 2024 challenge that can be found here @flufftober

Warnings:  Dean being a little misogynistic (calling candles “girly”) but we love him all the same

Word Count: 1k

Summary: To get rid of that musky, bloody, dead-monster stink out of the bunker, you convince your boyfriend to come candle shopping with you.

A/N: I'm an absolute tart for candles - I love me a candle with a crackling wick. This was a dometic-y one; I was really struggling to figure out where to go with this one so I hope you can enjoy it regardless x

As always I do not give permission for my work to be reposted, translated or copied

I hope you enjoy! likes, commentsand reblogs are always appreciated 💜 Dividers by: @/saradika-graphics

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“Dean, please,�� you plead, following your boyfriend from his man-cave to the kitchen. “it smells. Just come with me so you at least have the opportunity to choose.”

“No,” Dean replies sulkily. He’s still in his bathrobe and his hair’s a mess but somehow, he still makes it look sexy. “I don’t want any of your girly candles ruining my bat cave.” He says gruffly, making himself a coffee.

You crinkle your nose, remembering the smell of Dean’s so-called Bat Cave. “Only you call it the Bat Cave,” you huff. “And it’s starting to smell stuffy.”

He flashes you a lopsided grin and toasts his mug to you. “Smells like man.”

You roll your eyes and bite back a smile. “No – it stinks. Come with me to pick a candle.” You cosy up to him, giving your best puppy dog eyes and pout knowing it would make him melt. In your best sing-song sweet voice you add, “I’ll even let you choo-hoo-se.”

Dean tries not to look at you but it’s pointless; his heart melts at the sight and he can’t say no to you. He sighs, tilting his head back dramatically.

“Fine.” He grumbles.  “But no flowery stuff.”

You lean up on tip toes and peck a kiss to his lips, making him smile. “Thank you! I’ll go get ready.”

Dean only huffs in response watching you skip out of the kitchen triumphantly. He took a swig of coffee, secretly looking forward to your little shopping date.

Standing in the Home aisle, your eyes rake the shelves of candles before you with excitement. The excitement clearly wasn’t as contagious as you’d hoped; Dean stood arms folded, looking down the aisle away from you. You frowned at him.

“Spoilsport,” you mutter at him, picking up the first candle and giving it a whiff. Your, for lack of a better word, nosebuds are attacked with the overwhelming scent of commercial pumpkin spice. The terribly artificial scent making your nose crinkle as you put it back to the shelf.

“Can’t you just pick one?” Dean huffs. “Then we can leave and grab some food on the way back to the bunker. You know that diner we passed looked pretty go-“

“No way,” you interupt. “There’s an art to this.”

Dean rolls his eyes as you pick up another candle and bring it to your nose. This time, you smell floral scents that you’re sure would give anyone hay-fever from the smell alone. You huff, frowning thoughtfully at the shelves.

Your eyes scan each shelf meticulously, making mental notes of the scents and skimming over scents you just know your boyfriend will despise. Then you see it. Tucked away behind another candle jar, sat a Cherry Pie scented candle.

You almost dove headfirst into the shelf to grab it. You take a small sniff and and slam the lid shut again, turning to Dean with a wide smile, clutching the jar tightly like the gremlin you are. You hold the candle to him and he pulls a face at you.

“Really?” He scoffs. “Cherry Pie? Heh, yeah sure.”

“Trust me,” you say, watching Dean lower his face to the jar’s opening as you peel back the lid.

You watch with a satisfied smirk as the gentle notes of almond and vanilla caress his nose buds like it had yours, the perfect balance of cherry scent melding between them. Dean sighs almost wistfully, unable to stop himself from gazing at the candle in awe. It would be PERFECT for the Bat Cave. Smelling like pie? His favourite pie?

When he meets your smug little face over the rim of the jar, he frowns.

“You like it?” you tease.

“Shut up,” he grumbles, re-fitting the lid but not handing the candle back to you. “Can we go?”

“You want the Bat Cave to smell like cherry pie?” you grin, feeling smug.

A smile twitches at Dean’s lips. “Maybe. But you just called it the Bat Cave.”

You roll your eyes playfully. "Whatever. Is that the one you're choosing?"

Dean's face flushes slightly. He's excited to light the candle (and eat food) but he can tell by the look on your face that you're teasing him. "Why?" He asks cautiously, eyes narrowing suspiciously.

“Well, it’s just...” You pretend to look coyly behind you the the wall of candles. “They have an apple pie one too.”

“WHERE?!” Dean says much too quickly, excitement getting the better of him. You giggle watching his eyes go wide with childish glee as he scans the shelves, and you point at a jar that looks almost bioluminescent.

Dean shuffles the first candle in his grasp and reaches for the new candle. You watch him awkwardly open the lid and take a long, deep sniff. He hacks and turns away to cough; the strong, artifical scent of green apple and cinnamon making your own nose wrinkle.

When Dean turns back to you, he's beaming, and looking very adorable with his signature excitable smirk.

"You want to light your candles now, don't you?" You try to suppress the smile that's pulling at your own lips but Dean’s excitement is contagious.

"Yeah." He says sheepishly, carrying his pie scented candles close to his chest. "Come on. I'm hungry too, and that restaurant had some good burgers."

"Alright, alright." You shuffle along behind him to ring up the candles, chuckling softly to yourself.

Later that evening, after eating a better than average burger and fries, you and Dean are curled up on one of the chairs in the man cave watching a movie. The scent of the new apple pie candle wafted around you as Dean’s fingers traced languid patterns over your shirt. He'd insisted that the cherry pie one belonged in his bedroom; that falling asleep to cherry pie dreams was the only way to fall asleep.

"Today was fun," He rumbles softly, kissing the top of your head. "I'm glad you convinced me to go candle shopping."

You huff gently, smiling. "You're just happy to have found out pie scented candles exist."

"Happy to have found they exist with you," he quips, smugness emanating from him. You roll your eyes and shift in his lap to press a kiss to his lips.

"Shut up."

[cementcornfield]

honestly i feel like tee and ja'marr SHOULD go over to joe's for the games and to weather this storm! those boys don't know how to deal with this on their own lmao

[thetorturedlovergirl]

For Clara's birthday, the Doctor would try to do something grand and amazing to look cool in front of her, but it all backfires and they have to escape or help someone.

At the end they decide to just celebrate with a little cake and each other’s company.

[runefactorynonsense]

Melotober - Day 31 - Spoopy

Happy LATE Halloween!

[ reminder that this blog follows a 'rf2 Kyle is rf1 Lynette's son' headcanon♥ ]

[tetzoro]

good morning my friendz and happy first of september ! (ㅅ´ ˘ `) the seasons are starting to change and as we enter autumn, get ready to embrace the gentleness that it brings in the form of cozy sweaters + new scented candles. may september be sweet to you 🤍🍂

[articskele]

“...Wrong? Why would anything go wrong?”

Without further ado, a stimboard for @ask-the-biggering-onceler!

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[rimouskis]

hey did you guys know that actually everything is going to be alright, and you’re going to be okay, and things will turn out?

[jacarandaaaas]

judgemental luisa moments in the tale of three sisters book that I find hilarious

[meownotgood]

happy birthday to me

and happy "sorry your whole family is dead" day to aki