air scenting

Another mini comic!! When our group got back from the bakery to our caravan/wagon, our DM prompted everyone except Gal to make a perception check and this happened. Turns out that the drink Gal had at the bakery had a special side effect on her: the drink turns to air molecules as soon as it hits the tongue, and with Gal being part air…well, it’s now part of her too. She’s stuck smelling like strawberries. - @adriana-likes-tea

Candles: Elements & Planets

Candles are good divination aids, spells, or any other magick work.

Planetary Candles

These can be used for rituals, ceremonies, or create planetary vibrations needed for power in your spell work. These can also be used when working with planetary spirits.

What spell work is best suitable for what planets? 

  • Sun: Legal Matters, Healing, Protection.
  • Moon: Sleep, Prophetic Dreams, Fertility, Peace, Healing.
  • Mercury: Mental Powers, Divination, Psychic Powers, Wisdom.
  • Venus: Love, Friendship, Fidelity, Beauty, Youth. 
  • Mars: Courage, Strength, Lust, Sexual Potency, Exorcism, Hex Breaking, Protection. 
  • Jupiter: Money, Prosperity, Legal Matters, Luck. 
  • Saturn: Visions, Longevity, Exorcisms, Endings. 

What colours are associated with the planets?
Note** these are my personal associations. 

  • Sun: Yellow/Orange/Gold.
  • Moon: White/Silver/Pale Blues.
  • Mercury: Purple, Grey, (or mixed colours).
  • Venus: Pink/Pale Yellows or Greens.
  • Mars: Red/Scarlet.
  • Jupiter: Violet/Indigo.
  • Saturn: Black.

What scents?

  • Sun: Cedarwood, Frangipani, Chamomile, Hibiscus, Almond, Cinnamon, Bergamot, Ginger, Lemon Balm, Olive, Peony, Pepper, Rosemary, Saffron.
  • Moon: Aloe, Cucumber, Iris, Nutmeg, Melon, Periwrinkle, Poppy, Pumpkin, Seaweed, Tumeric, Water Lily, (White) Rose, Gardenia, Irish Moss, Jasmine, Myrrh, Sandalwood. 
  • Mercury: Garlic, Hazelnut, Honeysuckle, Lily of the Valley, Lavender, Mushroom, Mint, Mulberry, Parsley, Valerian, Carrot, Orchid.
  • Venus: Lotus, Apple, Apricot, Avocado, Birch, Burdock, Pear, Blackberry, Mallow, Lilac, Raspberry, Rose, Thyme, Vanilla, Vervain, Myrtle.
  • Mars: Allspice, Basil, Coriander, Pine, Nettle, Tobacco, Pepper, Tiger Lily.
  • Jupiter: Anise, Blueberry, Chestnut, Clove, Fig, Maple, Oak, Sage, Grapefruit, Magnolia, Coconut, Pecan, Yarrow. 
  • Saturn: Cypress, Patchouli, Tamarind, Holly, Grape, Tomato, Orris Root.

Note** You can dress the candles with planetary oils, or draw/carve planetary symbols onto them. You may also choose to add herbs, glitter, or crystals on top but be wary of not burning them. 

Elemental Candles

What spell work is best for what element?

  • Earth: Money, Prosperity, Fertility, Healing, Employment.
  • Air: Mental Powers, Visions, Psychic Powers, Wisdom. 
  • Fire: Lust, Courage, Strength, Exorcism, Protection, Health. 
  • Water: Sleep, Meditation, Purification, Prophetic Dreams, Healing, Love, Friendships, Fidelity. 

What colours are associated with the elements?
Note** these are my personal associations.

  • Earth: Green, Brown, Black.
  • Air: Pale Yellow, Sky Blue, Pastels.
  • Fire: Orange, Scarlet, Crimson.
  • Water: Blue, Pearl, Sea Green.

What scents?

  • Earth: Corn, Oak Moss, Rice, Sage, Vetiver.
  • Air: Lemongrass, Acacia, Dandelion, Leaves, Dill.
  • Fire: Juniper, Basil, Cinnamon, Coffee, Pepper.
  • Water: Lotus, Spearmint, Myrrh, Lemon, Violet.

Note** You can dress the candles with elemental oils, or draw/carve elemental symbols onto them. You may also choose to add herbs, glitter, or crystals on top but be wary of not burning them. 


Need a quick, natural air freshener? Stick some cloves in orange rinds! The scent is so fresh & invigorating; I think it works just as well in either autumn or spring! You can throw in some cinnamon or crushed cardamom, too!
You can also stick some cloves right into a full orange for a way stronger & juicier scent. If you want a nice, finished look, wrap it up in some net!🍊🍊🍊

i want to live in a forest and never work and feel each clear breath fill my lungs with pine-scented air and sunlight. i want to hear the rustle and whispers of the trees’ secrets in summertime and watch their branches scrape for the gray sky in winter. i want my world to be full of life

The first time Percy was on a boat he couldn’t appreciate the sea in its entirety, the fresh air and scent of brine rushing over his face. 

Sitting with Vex in the crow’s nest, warmed by the sun and her smile as she felt the breeze in her face, he appreciated the sea for the view it gave him. 

The sight of Vex’s hair behind her, her eyes closed in pleasure, her cheeks pink with sun and wind, brought a warmth to his chest. He just stared for a few moments, then went back to sketching, glancing up at her every so often as they chatted.

You’re Worth More

I paced along the crowded sidewalks of New York City. I keep my earphones in every time I go out for a walk; helps calm my nerves around others.

I saw the rushing cars fly past me as I pace myself to the turn of the sidewalk. At the end of the sidewalk is where I cross. I never have a destination when I go out for a walk, only the drive to just jump. Jump in front of one of those rushing hunks of metal. So beautiful.

Once I got to the end of the sidewalk I stopped to admire the scenery around me. I inhale the fossil fuel filled air, the scent hits my nose with a bang.




The word fills my mind as I stare at the zooming cars. A ticket to freedom. Freedom from this world. Besides who would care if I left? The urge to jump in front of the cars grew the more I thought of it.

What could go wrong? I’m getting what I want.

I stepped in front of the next car I saw rushing past me. Black. That’s all I saw next. I felt no rush of satisfaction at my sudden action. I felt nothing.

I woke up in a hospital bed while having wires hooked up to various parts of my body. How mediocre. I heard a few doctors’ speaking to a man with an…accent?


Not him.

Who called him? Why? He shouldn't care. Why is he here?…

The man with the accent finished his conversation with the medical professional and walked in the hospital room I was in.


I pretended to be asleep. He stood there, staring at me. I peeked slightly at him. His lip was quivering, his eyes were glassy. He stayed quiet while he watched me “sleep”.

He spoke.

“Darling, Why? I thought my love would be enough to show you that you were more. Why can’t you see that you’re-” He was cut off once he saw that I was peeking.

I fully opened my eyes as the realization hit me. I could see the mixed emotions imprinted on his face. Anger. Sadness. Worry. He opened his mouth again.

“Why? Why the Hel did you do it? Have I not treated you with the care you’ve needed? WHAT MORE DO YOU NEED?” Tears rushed down his beautiful features. I felt horrible but said nothing. I don’t deserve the right to speak.

He went silent again. He sobbed to himself as he leaned over the foot of the hospital bed. I’m horrible. I’m so selfish. I hurt him just because I didn’t care.

He looked up at me. His eyes were still glassy but they were also puffy. He walks up to stand next to me. He caresses my face.

“I love you, Darling. I just didn’t know you didn’t love yourself…”

I cried. I whimpered at the pain I caused him.

“I’m sorry, Loki. I’m terrible.”

To my surprise, he shook his head in disagree. “No, You’re worth more.”  

scents associated with the signs

Aries: carnations, tobacco, amber, rain, pepper

Taurus: violet, vanilla, rose, a diner, the fireplace

Gemini: grapefruit, spearmint, almond, freshly mowed grass

Cancer: sugar, the ocean, jasmine, blossoms, freshly baked cookies

Leo: cinnamon, coconut, a new book, hairspray, watermelon

Virgo: a fresh cup of coffee, lilac, an old library, a garden

Libra: lemon, basill, sweat pea, lip gloss, pumpkin

Scorpio: chocolate, lotus, blackberry, chanel perfume

Sagittarius: fresh air, pears, nutmeg, apples, tree bark

Capricorn: hot tea, soil, an old attic, peonies, cherry

Aquarius: licorice, fresh citrus, cedarwood, orchids in bloom

Pisces: mangos, paint, candied apples, cotton, funnel cake

My heart is at peace, my soul is quiet; the distant noise of the world dies away as it reaches me, like a faraway sound weakened by distance, carried by the wind to an uncertain ear.

From here I see life, through a cloud, fading into the shadows of the past; love alone remains, as one great image alone survives our waking from a vanished dream.

Rest, my soul, in this last refuge, as a traveller, his heart full of hope, sits before entering the gates of the city, and breathes for a moment the scented air of evening.

Like him, let us shake the dust from our feet; man never passes this way again: like him, let us breathe at the end of life’s course this calm that heralds eternal peace.

Mon coeur est en repos, mon âme est en silence;
Le bruit lointain du monde expire en arrivant,
Comme un son éloigné qu’affaiblit la distance,
A l’oreille incertaine apporté par le vent.

D’ici je vois la vie, à travers un nuage,
S’évanouir pour moi dans l’ombre du passé;
L’amour seul est resté, comme une grande image
Survit seul au réveil dans un songe effacé.

Repose-toi, mon âme, en ce dernier asile,
Ainsi qu’un voyageur qui, le coeur plein d’espoir,
S’assied, avant d’entrer, aux portes de la ville,
Et respire un moment l’air embaumé du soir.

Comme lui, de nos pieds secouons la poussière;
L’homme par ce chemin ne repasse jamais:
Comme lui, respirons au bout de la carrière
Ce calme avant-coureur de l’éternelle paix.

—  Excerpt from ‘The Vale’ by Alphonse de Lamartine

Star-dusted Memories:

As the evening buzz grows silent
and the sunset is reduced
to just a slither of honey,
she inhales the rose scented air,
and exhales stale nostalgia.

This world still seems unfamiliar,
still, her shaking sparrow’s legs
rake her through the dying light.
Threatening to fade,
much like herself.

With all of her strength she insists
to not again drown herself
in the sweet golden pools of her memories,
to float above it, to only allow herself
to dip in her toes.

Still, she felt so secure,
In those arms that she knows.

—  S.H.
To my Valentine

And my valentine writes
something like scripture
something that will endure
and my valentine wears
a necklace like a compass
that draws me ever near
and my valentine scents
the air that i breathe
with the moment in time
that truly persists
the moment that she exists
and my valentine
is a book who’s lines
keep me alive
for a lifetime
who’s words
could girdle the earth
and breath life
into truth
and i find my valentine
in the constellations
of the sky
the susurrations
of the surf
and the depth of love
the sea has for the shore
and i can’t find
the words to describe
my valentine
so all the above
every word and line
i lovingly stole
from my valentine

For @something-like-scripture

A lone decidueye sits alone in the late hours of dusk, playing his instrument softly so as not to disturb the peace. The sound of waves lapping gently on the moonlit shore and the soft rustle of the breeze through the trees barely disturb the music, and the air carries the scent of sweet flowers and sea salt into the secluded bay.

He seems friendly enough. Will you approach him?

{??? is OPEN for asks and interactions}

Prompt: "You should write a fic in which Chekov is unknowingly to himself being sexy af by hanging out in his room with his shirt off and some nice sweatpants showin off his bottom half if you know what I mean, and the reader is trying not to make it obvious that they’re attracted to him" - Anon

Word Count: 1336

Author’s Note: I got to research men’s yoga pants for this piece and it was a lovely bit of research indeed. Enjoy my lovlies <3

Cyrillic Key:  За здоровье - Za zdrovye - Cheers

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Day 2: Colors

Terezi casually let herself into the little house. Calliope cheerfully followed.

Calliope clasped her hands together and smiled. “I’m so glad you could come, Terezi!” she said.  “John told me you were quite the artist, so I thought I’d show you my studio! “

Terezi stood in the center of the room, surveying in her own way, sniffing the air and the scent of her surroundings.  “You got all kinds of art supplies, right?” she asked, moving her way towards some drawers in the back.

Calliope brightened up with enthusiasm.  “Yes, Roxy used her powers to provide me with just about every kind of artistic tool there is!  Don’t worry, whatever you want to use, feel free to do so!”

Terezi opened the drawers in the back and saw all kinds of tools.  Chisels, colored pencils, paintbrushes, oils, acrylics, even crayons and markers filled the compartment.  Terezi rummaged through the drawers until finally… Jackpot.  Terezi grinned as she pulled a box of chalk out from the bottom of the drawers. 64 glorious colors, and they were all hers.

Callie tilted her head as Terezi walked back to the front of the studio.  “Oh, chalk!” she said. “You can make all kinds of interesting pieces with chalk!  I love the way that unique texture can change the feel of how a work pops out!“

Calliope turned around to look through the pile of sketches on her desk.  “I should have a little chalkboard tablet around here somewhere if you want to see how some of the colors look first.”

She started shifting the piles around, that tablet had to be around somewh-


Calliope turned in shock at the sudden sound.  As she looked at what Terezi was doing, she was even more surprised. Terezi was sitting on the floor.  She had taken several of the pieces of chalk out of the box and she seemed to be… eating them.

“Hope you don’t mind, Callie,” Terezi said with a mouthful of powdery rock.  “I haven’t had a snack this good in a long time.”

Calliope realized she was staring and tried to recover. “Oh, um, no, of course,” she said awkwardly. “It’s no problem.”

Terezi cackled.  “You can’t start drawing until you have a full taste of all the colors you’re gonna use.  It’s indispensable to the process. Ooh, is that berry blue?” Terezi shoved another piece in her mouth, chomping away.

“Oh.  Yes.  I understand completely.” Calliope responded, not understanding at all.

“Hee hee hee! Callie, you gotta stop using your eyes so much. You miss out on a lot of art that way. Here.”

Terezi chucked a piece at Calliope.  Callie’s bad reaction time meant it bounced off her skull, before landing in her outstretched claw. It was a bright pink piece.

“Give that a nibble. I know you like pink. Or at the very least,” Terezi said slyly. “pink text.”

Calliope blushed slightly as she brought the chalk in her hand up to her face.  It didn’t look very appetizing, but it would be rude to refuse a guest, right?  She stretched out her long tongue to give it a tentative taste, then quickly bit into it with her sharp teeth before she could think too hard about it.

Terezi sat with her arms crossed and a toothy smile as Calliope softly chewed.  “Well?” she asked.

She saw Calliope’s eyes widen slightly. “It tastes… pretty good! It’s like a bright, bubblegummy essence!” Calliope took another bite into the chalk, now much more enthusiastically.

Terezi clapped her hands with excitement.  “Yes! Finally somebody who gets it!”

Calliope moved to sit next to Terezi on the studio floor. “Do you have any other flavours I could try?” she asked, eyes sparkling with anticipation.

Terezi grinned as she put an arm around the cherub.  “Callie, I think this is the start of a beautiful artistic collaboration.”

@tereziweek Day 2: Color.

Finally got those one out!  A surprisingly fun dynamic between these two? Who knew?

Scott coming home on Valentine’s day, worried because he can hear an extra heartbeat in his apartment and they were sad about it, but Stiles isn’t due back in California for another three weeks.

Scott scenting the air, squinting because he recognizes the smell, can’t help but bounce on the balls of his feet because of it, but there’s another fragrance intermingling.

Scott standing at the doorway to his bedroom, a fond grin stretching over his face as he takes in the spectacle.

Stiles, lying among rose petals, naked save for a giant red bow artfully placed to preserve his modesty, his head tipped back, his eyes closed, his mouth open, snoring loudly. 

Gotham Rogues Amorentia

Joker likes the scents of melting butter, nail polish(harley does his nails), and VHS tapes(better times)

Jonathan likes the scents of apple cider, old books, and rain

Edward likes the scents of Mountain Dew(The Pepsi product), pine, and pizza sauce

Harley likes the scents of blackberry’s, dogs(loves dogs), and vanilla

Croc likes the scents of home cooking, mud, and roses

Ivy likes the scents of ginger, marigolds, and salty ocean air

Selina likes the scents of cats(obviously), lilacs, and new leather

Jervis likes the scents of Earl Grey tea, lemons, and Alice’s shampoo(stalker)

Victor likes the scents of movie theater popcorn, Nora’s Perfume(shalimar), and snow(ironically)

Might add Harvey, Drury, and Garfield later