#scentic

[archival-arrival]

CandLitScentic

a -scentic gender related to the aroma of lit candles, scented or not, the smell of a burning wick and melting wax is heavily tied to one's gender.

names: candle smoke wick, wax burn/bern taper kandle votive

prns: can/dle, can/candle, candle/candles, candle/stick, candle/light wax/waxes, wick/wicks burn/burns smoke/smokes

[possums6969420]

The Creeper x male reader won. So, heres Part 1. PLEASE DON'T REBLOG!

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It was a lovely spring night, and y/n were driving home. Y/n just finished his first year of college and was coming home for summer break. He was taking the scentic route. The night air did feel nice. Y/n was driving when he saw movement in the forest.

The movement looked like a person moving something. Y/n parked his car on the side of the road to see what it was. Y/n quietly sneak over and see what it was. When Y/n got over to where he saw movement, he stopped. It was the Creeper.

The Creeper was moving something with a white sheet covering it from his truck to a pipe. Y/n got scared and tried to get back to his car, but tripped and broke a twig. The Creeper heard this and headed over. Y/n quietly and quickly got up and headed over to his car. When the creeper saw this, he hissed and went to his truck.

Y/n got into his car and sped away. The Creeper followed close in his truck. Y/n went as fast as he could, but the creeper mange to bump into Y/n's car. The Creeper was trying to knock Y/n off of the road, and y/n knew this. This wasn't their first interaction, after all.

They met the year y/n went off to college. Y/n was driving off to his college when he met the creeper. They met just like this, but when y/n crossed into the next town. The Creeper didn't follow. It was because the weirdness of the town kept the creeper in the town.

The Creeper ended up knocking Y/n off of the road. Y/n knew that no matter what he did now, he'll end up dead. The Creeper got out of his truck and came up to the driver side of y/n's car. The Creeper knocks on the window, and y/n puts the window down. The Creeper spoke, "Hello y/n".

"H-how-" Y/n said before being cut off. "You were an offering to me." The creeper said. "What?" Y/n was confused more. He just stared at the Creeper. The Creeper then said, "Come on, get in the truck."

Y/n did as told and got in the truck. Y/n was scared and oh so very confused. When in the truck, the Creeper started to drive back to his lair. "So you were kept in the dark about this?" The Creeper asked. Y/n just nodded his head.

"You were promised to be my mine." The creeper responded. "Oh." y/n said quietly. "Your parents are some of my, I guess what you'll call, cultists." The creeper said in response. "I didn't know." y/n said surprised. He just stared out the window.

They got back to The Creeper's lair. The creeper and y/n got out of the truck. When they went inside. Creeper should y/n to his room. "You'll be staying here." The Creeper said.

"Ok." Y/n responded. "So I'm your mate?" Ask y/n. "Yes, but for now, you're being punished." The creeper responded. "What, why?!" Y/n question. "You left me." The creeper said in response.

"I'm sorry. I didn't know that I was your mate." y/n argued. "Blame your cultists for not informing me!" y/n yelled before going into his room. The Creeper knew that arguing would be useless. So, the creeper walked away. Fate would stop the hate between these two.

[clndstn-headmates]

Hii! I'd like to request a Mituna Captor introject!

Feel free to add anything at all (go overboard if you wish, NullIDs/TrisIDs/ForcedIDs/Scentic/Bloodic ect) to the fields!

Preferably more skater/chaotic themed then bee/honey since that's usually the way Captors are presented :3

Names: Mituna, Mason

Age: Chrono 19

Pronouns: He

Genders: Demiboy, Transmasc

Sexuality: AroAce

Source: Homestuck

Species: Troll

Role: Internal Soother

TransIDs: TransSchizophrenic, TransHarmed, TransGroomed, TransGoldBlood

CisIDs: CisFluffyHair, CisSkater, CisAutism, CisADHD

Paras: any (excluding MAP, necro or zoo please)

This was fun, I hope you enjoy him. Feel free to change anything.

-Mod Max

Names: Mituna, Mason

Age: chrono 19

Pronouns: he/him

Genders: demiboy, transmasc, dirtbagteenboy

Sexuality: aroace

Source: Homestuck

Species: troll

Role: internal soother

TransIDs: transschizophrenic, transharmed, transgroomed, transgoldblood, teenfluid, nulltraumatized, nullheadaches, nullabled, nullID, transDPDR, transKorean, transJapanese, transChinese, transMalaysian, transVietnamese, transThai, transTaiwanese, transLaotian, transSingaporean, trischronicallyonline, permabloodynose, permahigh, permabruise, permascrape, permabruisedknuckles, divapaddict, transpornaddict, transnosebandage, multiracial, transpiercing, transbassist, polyAsian, ethnicfluid, transhuman, demihuman

CisIDs: cisfluffyhair, cisskater, cisautism, cisADHD, cistics, cisTourette's, cistroll, cishorns, cisdisabled, cisID, cisblackhair, cispsionic, cisenergetic, cischaotic

Paras: fictophile (🔖), plushophile (🧵), objectophile (🛍️), maidophile, animephile, technophile

Appearance:

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[apocalypticavolition]

Let's (re)Read The Great Hunt! Chapter 31: On the Scent

If you're on the scent for spoilers, keep reading! If you don't want to know everything about The Wheel of Time, including the books, show, comics, and card game all compressed into like, a couple thousand words inexplicably, definitely don't keep reading. The second you click that button everything will be psychically uploaded to your brain. I mean uh... something on theme... scentically uploaded to your nose.

We have a rising sun chapter as we're still in Cairhien and Thom's not around.

He gave one abrupt shudder and stopped laughing; she left him to crouch over Hurin.

Another not subtle thing to be doing. It's a good thing these Cairhienien are so politically suspicious that they miss the much greater threat right in front of them.

He said he didn’t know it, but he had a smile that shouted ‘lie’ a mile off.

Perrin could probably smell the lies on the dude before he opened his mouth.

I couldn’t hear what she said, but I didn’t know whether his eyes were going to pop out of his head or he was going to swallow his tongue first.

I'm sure that Verin just did the usual Aes Sedai thing and that the specifics aren't important, but it amuses me to imagine that she just told the dude the truth straight out.

He heard gasps from the Cairhienin listening, but he did not care. They could play their Great Game if they wanted, but Ingtar had come, and he was finished with it at last.

This is called dramatic irony and also counting your chickens before they hatch and whatnot.

Rand glanced at Perrin—He’s a sniffer?—and found Perrin studying him in return. He thought Perrin muttered something. Shadowkiller?

Have you boys tried talking to each other about your-

Nope. Can't even pretend to ask with a straight face.

Everyone was watching now—not even Cuale gave any attention to his own burning inn—and Rand thought a little caution might not be amiss after all.

Exactly Rand. You're surrounded by strangers in an immediate sense and surrounded by Darkfriends in a metaphorical sense. No point celebrating being free just yet.

Suddenly he noticed that the others were looking at him, Verin and Ingtar, Mat and Perrin. He realized what he had been doing, and his face colored. “I am sorry, Ingtar. It’s just that I’ve become used to being in charge, I suppose. I’m not trying to take your place.”

It's fascinating, how this boy has to be dragged kicking and screaming into everything, but once he accepts it he just takes to it instantly. A couple weeks' leadership and the boy completely forgets Ingtar's even there.

You can see why Demandred, Sammael, and Etcetera'al got so pissy.

She’s Moiraine’s eyes watching me, Moiraine’s hand trying to pull my strings. But I have cut the strings.

If only Rand had tried to learn about politics while he was here. He might have realized that Verin knowing things doesn't at all mean she's on Moiraine's side.

I guess that would probably have only made him more suspicious.

Also I forgot to mention her directly when taking these notes but Tiedra's plump so we know she's a good innkeeper.

It almost seemed to him that she was in the room with him, that he could smell her perfume, so much so that he looked around, and laughed to find himself alone.

It wouldn't surprise me at all if she had popped in invisibly somehow.

It was him, he thought. Rand is the Shadowkiller. Light, what’s happening to all of us? His hands tightened into fists, large and square. These hands were meant for a smith’s hammer, not an axe.

The duality that Perrin will be grappling with rears its ugly head. At last he already knows the answer. Though that really just makes his plot arc all the more frustrating.

Also, points to Perrin for pulling off having Rand in his POV instead of what usually happens (thus far in the series) and Rand hogging the spotlight. This isn't the first time this has happened (Egwene did it back in Fal Dara), but it does show the transition this series is slowly undergoing.

One of Mat’s eggs hit the floor and cracked. He did not look at it, though. He was looking at Rand, and Ingtar had turned around.

Mat, the so-called idiot, irresponsible fool: Has a tell about Rand's situation but volunteers nothing and doesn't cause any trouble.

Perrin realized he was staring, too. “Well, he did not fly,” he said. “I don’t see any wings. Maybe he has more important things to tell us.” Verin shifted her attention to him, just for a moment. He managed to meet her eyes, but he was the first to look away.

Perrin, the so-called quiet, responsible kid: Tries to get in a fight with a woman several decades his senior over his friend's honor.

“Interesting,” the Aes Sedai said, a thoughtful expression on her face. “I would very much like to meet this girl. If she can use a Portal Stone. . . . Even that name is not very widely known.”

Verin must suspect. How panicked does this make her?

Rand asked the innkeeper if there were any more books, and she brought him The Travels of Jain Farstrider. Perrin liked that one, too, with its stories of adventures among the Sea Folk and journeys to the lands beyond the Aiel Waste, where silk came from.

Is this our first real Shara reference? I think it might be.

The Shienaran played with a slashing, daring style. Perrin had always played doggedly, giving ground reluctantly, but he found himself placing the stones with as much recklessness as Ingtar. Most of the games ended in a draw, but he managed to win as many as Ingtar did.

Ignore the terrible pun and focus on how Perrin is being shifted by his experiences as well. Perhaps this is why he talked back to Verin earlier.

“There are Darkfriends among the high as well as the low,” Verin said smoothly. “The mighty give their souls to the Shadow as often as the weak.” Ingtar scowled as if he did not want to think of that.

Frankly Verin, if there weren't so few Aes Sedai I'd argue the Tower's horrible percentages make the mighty even more frequent donaters. And indeed note that Ingtar isn't "as if" anything. It's exactly the case that he doesn't want to think about noble Darkfriends.

“I know little of Cairhienin,” Ingtar told him, “but I’ve heard enough of Galldrian. He would feast us and thank us for the glory we had brought to Cairhien. He would stuff our pockets with gold and heap honors on our heads. And if we tried to leave with the Horn, he’d cut our honored heads off without pausing to take a breath.”

It's mind-boggling how actively detrimental to the cause of existence most of the modern day royalty proves to be. Like obviously they need to be toppled from their thrones and all that but damn.

There was a dignity to him that Perrin did not remember; Rand was looking at the Aes Sedai and the Shienaran lord as equals.

Well he's found the Horn of Valere twice now, so he's worthy of being a legendary hero even ignoring all the stuff he hasn't done yet. Selene's flirting sadly helped.

It will also help if you remember the way you behaved before the Amyrlin. If you are that arrogant, they will believe you are a lord if you wear rags.

Lan's training paying off in a dozen ways. He'd be so proud if he were here.

“A sa’angreal.” She sounded as if it were really not very important, but Perrin suddenly had the feeling the two of them had entered a private conversation, saying things no one else could hear.

For example, she's basically telling Rand what tools are available to him.

One by itself is powerful enough, but I can think of few women strong enough to survive the flow through the one on Tremalking. The Amyrlin, of course. Moiraine, and Elaida. Perhaps one or two others. And three still in training.

I guess Verin must think Cadsuane dead, since Lelaine and Romanda would make three if she were being counted. How terrifying that at this very point the White Tower has a total of eight, kind of nine women capable of using the Choedan Kal. It should be so much more.

As for Logain, it would have taken all his strength simply to keep from being burned to a cinder, with nothing left for doing anything.

Unless the male statue is quite different and only ever meant for Lews to use, Verin is very mistaken here. Logain is only a step below Rand, and there's sixteen tiers in between him and Moiraine.

She was talking to Rand. Perrin knew it, and from the queasy look in Mat’s eye, he did, too. Even Loial shifted nervously in his chair.

Thank goodness the empath is the POV to confirm that Loial is not blind or stupid but has in fact put two and two together.

Watching Verin’s smile, small and mysterious, Perrin felt a chill. He did not think Rand knew half what he thought he did. Not half.

Perrin you don't even know half of how right you are.

But we'll get to that next time, when our company visits The Huge Toad Crouching in the Night: Lord Barthanes's Manor! (Disclaimer: Toads may be metaphorical or even simileical)

[vickey72]

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新しく北軽井沢に構えたアトリエ

Laboratoryy / Fern。

@laboratoryy_fern_barn

そちらで9月に開催される企画展

“Invisible interior vol.1

『庭を蒸留する』Distill the garden”の

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黒田さんが30数年前に旅先で

出会ったガラスを使い、

今回の展示に合わせてランプを

仕立てました。

木々に囲まれた自然豊かな場所、

そこに佇む静かな空間で

優しい灯をご覧頂きたいと思います。

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香
沙里 / 蕊 Sui　　Scentic designer / Perfumer　　IG：@sari___sui
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　蒸留　香りを抽出
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　聞香　香りを聞く

水
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料
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　香りを食べる　地元産の食材による特別ビストロランチ

光
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　この日のために特別製作されたランプの照明作品を展示

物　
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室礼 
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帰　
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[archival-arrival]

HeavenSentLexic

a gender related to "heaven sent" and the feeling of euphoria when being called/referred to as "heaven sent"

HeavenScentic

a play on heaven sent, but also a gender that feels like whatever the scent of heaven would be. this gender is heaven scented.

tagging: @bloomsoffate, @diiivne and @thrillingterms cuz i thought one of you might like these.

[wateryourgender]

ChocoStrawScentic

a gender related to the scent of chocolate and strawberries.

ChocoStrawFoodic

A gender related to chocolate covered strawberries, chocolate and strawberries.

[io-archival]

[PT: chriscentic /end PT]

@radiomogai

chriscentic

chriscentic (krih-sent-ick) - a gender connected to christmas scents or a gender that smells like various christmas scents.

("chri" from christmas + scentic)

[ID: a mogai flag divided in thirds horizontally. the top third has a white background and diagonal red stripes. the middle third has a dark green background and three simple christmas tree icons made of two green triangles. the bottom third is divided in half. the top half is dark red and the bottom half has a bumpy, cloud-like border and is orange. /end ID]

[justcoiningxenos]

Teascentic - an aromagender related to the scent of tea. It can be related to scent of any tea.

Possible pronouns:

tea/teaself

scent/scentself

smell/smellself

☕/ ☕self

[jadelouiisee]

Afternoon walks on holiday - Longleat Forest, Somerset

[stuartheir]

take the untraveled road⁣

[vicecanada]

See all the seasons of Norway in panoramic 8K splendor | Creators

[melody-onis]

[fuck-customers]

I wrote https://fuck-customers.tumblr.com/post/630476995143368704/fuuuuck-me-the-day-super-who-makes-sexist and saw a comment about the last scentice. I didn't mean to sound like I was blaming women for this shit. I ment because she sees me as a women ment she thought I shared the same veiw points. it was a jab at her sexist stupidy. forgive me for my wording I was angry and wasn't thinking on how that sounded.

[thetrashywritingwitch]

birinboom replied to your post “WIP guessing game!”

Tree(s)

If you could borrow Bakugo’s quirk and blow up that jerk on the phone you would, but you didn’t and instead settled on kicking a pinecone hard enough to scare a squawking bird minding its own business in a tree. 

lol there are plenty of scentic tree scenes but i picked this one :3 wonder who she’s mad at hmm?

[archival-arrival]

PineSolScentic

a -scentic gender related to the smell of pine sol cleaner. this gender feels clean, refreshed/refreshing and smells like pine trees and cleaning supplies.

requested by @badtimenightmarefaces