awesome smell



These are super fun to make and they smell friggggin awesome and look super cute. awesome for rituals and for decoration and for smelling awesome, could be a cool gift, could sell em’ or just whack this tutorial straight in your grimoire for later use, you name it kiddie winks. IMA TEACH U 

1) PICK YO SELF SOME LAVENDER! if you don’t have lavender in your garden, you need to get some. but in the mean time, head over to your local botanical gardens or a park area or a shop or your friends place, anywhere where you can get yourself some freshly picked lavender. Begin with an uneven number of stalks, the bigger the bundle the bigger your wand.

2) GETCHO SELF SOME CUTE ASS PURPLE RIBBBON, and tie it just below the flowers. 

3) THEN UR GONNA WANNA fold the stalks down evenly over the flower head bundle.

4) WEAVE YO’ RIBBON over and under each stalk, around and around, until you have enclosed the entire flower head.

5) TIE OFF YO RIBBON at the bottom.

6) GIVE YO FINISHED WAND a roll between your palms to release that wonderful lavender fragrance1111111!!!!



- @indigo-amethyst

unconventional things you can do to feel good:
  • listen to any of these songs through a pair of earbuds, turn the volume up, and get down bb. shake ya booty. throw your hands up. get your groove on in the mirror and give no fucks for 3 whole minutes [x] [x] [x] [x]
  • wear a matching set of lingerie or fun, festive boxers (you know the superhero boxers with the capes attatched? those ones) 

  • shave. your legs, your face, your armpits, shave it all off 

  • curl your lashes. you don’t even have to put on mascara. sometimes it’s the little things you learn to appreciate about yourselves 

  • pay for the customer behind you. it’s just something nice you can do while getting coffee. the customer behind you will appreciate it a lot and making others happy tends to make you feel happy too

  • make your bed- but not in the cleaning way. got a super nice matching pillowcase/sheet set? go put that shit on and make your bed feel comfy as possible. throw on all your stuffed animals and lay in one big cuddle puddle. bonus points for taking all the pillows in the house

  • power poses dude. do them! stand with your hands on your hips and chin up high! or if you’re sitting down, spread your legs out wide. make yourself look big. this one usually helps me feel more confident 

  • invite friends over for dinner. make the dinner together. even if you fuck up and it turns out burnt to a crisp and totally inedible, it’s gonna be super fun to make! (you can buy a cheap frozen pizza as a backup ahead of time)

  • change your hair up. cut it. dye it. curl it. crimp it. gel it. shave it if you’re daring enough! temporary dyes are always fun to play with if your hair is light enough. if not, find all the hair clips and pins in the house and stick them on ya! bonus points for going out to the McDonald’s drive thru with friends looking like that. It’ll be a fun time for you and your cashier

  • send your followers nice anons and then look back to see how happy they were to get it! this one is always super nice for everyone 

  • for those of you with longer nails: sharpen them. file them so that they look like cat claws and start ripping paper or drag them along your skin. it feels super weird but in a nice, ticklish way

  • teach yourself how to wink. smooch the mirror after putting on a bright shade of lipstick. twerk it. just have fun and be silly

  • get an eyeshadow palette (something cheaper) and make your brows look THICC. I mean HUGE and DARK. wiggle them in the mirror and take some funny selfies or snaps. send them to your crush and see what they say 

  • go to a thrift store with $10 and see what neat thing you can find! you can treat yourself with a brand new curling iron, clothes, a new blender, or even a fucking COUCH for just $10 if you go to your local goodwill. just go off and venture! you never know what cool items you’ll find and you won’t feel bad about getting it when it costs little to nothing

  • go to a plant nursery and pick up a few nice house plants. I bought 3 nice house plants for just 9 bucks when I was sad one day and now I have a bunch of fresh herbs that make my room smell awesome 

It starts with a bar of soap.

For God’s sake, Kent thinks to himself in the “personal care” section of the grocery store. Why does Dove think I’m allergic to purple just because I’m a guy?

He picks up the lavender-scented bar soap and inhales. It smells heavenly. Next he tries the sandalwood-scented from the men’s section. It comes in a gray box and costs fifty cents less. It smells good but it reminds him of floor polish.

I’m a grown-ass man, Kent thinks, and buys the lavender soap.

The next time he’s out of body wash, he spends thirty minutes trying to decide on one of the many “manly” smells before caving to “Cocoa Cabana” in the women’s aisle because it smells like Valentines Day in a bottle. 

After that it’s his deodorant body spray, trading in “Bold” (whatever the fuck boldness smells like) for “Fresh Cotton.” 

The first time Jeff catches a whiff of it on him, he asks, “New fabric softener? It smells awesome.”

“Nah, switched deodorants.”

“Huh.” Jeff nods in approval. “Well, you smell like fresh blankets out of the dryer. I have a physical urge to hug you.”

Kent laughs. Jeff hugs him and he laughs more. It’s nice.

After five months, nearly every toiletry Kent owns has been switched over from an endless variety of blacks, grays, and occasional dark greens and blues to white, purple, soft brown, yellow, and pink. Showers have transformed from a perfunctory necessity to something luxurious. Women’s products are so indulgent. They make Kent feel and smell like he’s been at a spa. He does have to learn to juggle the fragrances appropriately or risk smelling like a perfume store vomited on him. But it’s worth it, for how good he feels after. He feels pampered. His skin is softer, his hair shines, and even his pits and crotch look and feel cleaner. He doesn’t know if it’s the products or because he really cares about the maintenance, now, since he’s got all these specialty items to try. It doesn’t matter. He feels great.

Kent now has honest-to-God bubble baths and detox-salt-soaks. He’s got body butters and face masks and a lip balm in almost every flavor. The ladies at the Lush at the mall know him by name.

Kent’s still single. He’s got his cat for company, though, and the guys, who drop by or come over for movie and game nights and get drunk and eat all his food and pretend to chirp him for the specialty lemongrass-scented hand soap in his bathroom. Sometimes, on roadies, Swoops will plop down next to him on a bus or a plane and say loudly, “Damn, who’s got chocolate and isn’t sharing? Oh, it’s just Parser. Fuck you for getting my hopes up,” and then he’ll noogie Kent or grab his fingers and gnaw on them.

(The coaches have had to break them up before and it’s very unbecoming of two adult men.)

More than once, one of the guys has fallen asleep next to Kent and ended up face-first in Kent’s shoulder. They’ll wake up blearily, rubbing their eyes and saying, “Whoops, sorry man, didn’t mean to drool on you.” Kent was confused at first but he’s realizing that it’s because they gravitate towards the scent of him in their sleep. He smells like comforting things: honey and chocolate and cotton and Shea. He smells like warmth and safety. It’s why he likes all the things he buys, so it makes sense the guys would like that, too.

Nobody rags on him for it. They chirp him, but that’s different. Chirping, light-hearted and giggly, means acceptance. Soon his teammates start coming up to him in the locker room or nudging him on a bus and saying, “Parser, can I borrow some of your stuff?” and leaving with key-lime lips or cocoa-butter hands.

But it’s when he catches Sunny—big, burly, greatly-bearded d-man Sunny—pulling a bright orange tube of passion fruit lip balm out of his bag and slicking it on in front of everyone that he knows for sure that it’s okay.

Magic for Pet Owners

- Use crystals on your pet’s collar! I have a rose quartz heart on my dog’s collar to encourage our bond and protect her.

- make DIY dog shampoo! You can add in essential oils that make your puppy smell awesome, and also have your magic touch!

- (If you can afford to) Try a raw-food diet. This is closer to the biological need of a dog (they’re mostly carnivorous but can benefit from supplemental veggies. DO YOUR RESEARCH and join fb groups if you wanna raw feed) and add in safe supplemental fruits/veggie purée!

- embroider sigils on your dog’s collar to bring them home when lost or prevent accidents

- make a diy doggy/kitty bed and before sewing or tying up the ends, pop a satchet in there with the filling!

- write sigils in permanent marker under their water bowl

- use natural plants in your fish’s tank that have good associations

- grow catnip for your kitties! It encourages luck and relationships with your cat or with others!

Remember to love your pets! Remember, herbalism and witchcraft are not replacement for proper veterinary Care. Get heartworm prevention and flea+tick prevention that Works as a medicine before just blindly trusting that herbs will fully deter fleas + ticks from getting a taste of your friend.

Tips for when you're on your period and everything is awful

If you have periods, you know the struggle. You feel gross. You feel dirty. You feel crabby and sad and like the whole world is awful. Here are a few ways that I combat my PMS-induced blues.

• take a shower. I know it’s a lot of work, but honestly, it helps so much to get rid of that gross, dirty feeling.

• if you can and like to, shave your legs. You’ll feel like a goddess, and that helps, trust me.

• put on some awesome-smelling body lotion. You already look like a goddess, so now its time to smell like one. This can also help if you’re feeling self-conscious about that period smell (which no one else can smell, just btw. No one walks past you and says “ew that girl smells like period”, especially if you’re keeping yourself as clean as possible down there - eg changing your pad/tampon/etc as needed, making sure to wipe really well, etc.)

• if you can’t handle the process of taking a shower, at least wash and moisturize your face. Not only will it help to calm the menstrual breakout that a lot of us get, but you will also feel clean and rejuvenated.

• HEATING PADS/HOT WATER BOTTLES ARE MAN’S GREATEST INVENTION. If you need to leave the house (i.e. to go to work, run errands, etc), you can use one of those stick-on heating wraps they carry at most drug stores for joint and muscle pain, and it will hide nicely under your clothes and keep some heavenly heat on your muscles down there. However, BE VERY CAREFUL if you use one of those. The skin on your lower abdomen is very thin and sensitive, so make sure you don’t stick the wrap too low and don’t leave it on for too long. Also, don’t cover it too tightly with clothing - wear something loose if possible. If it starts to feel too hot or painful, TAKE IT OFF IMMEDIATELY.

• GET YASELF DRESSED. Wear something that makes you feel sexy and confident. It sounds like the worst thing ever, but getting dressed and looking like a million bucks helps my psyche soooo much when I’m on my period and miserable. Of course, sometimes you need a day where you never take off your pjs, and that’s okay too. But if you’re down in the dumps and feel ugly and gross, prove yourself wrong by getting dolled up and sexy as hell, even if you aren’t leaving the house. SLAY, QUEEN. YOU’RE A DAMN GODDESS.

• if you have stuff to do, DO IT. Some people have very severe menstrual symptoms, and in those cases you may not be physically able to move. That’s okay. You take your time and don’t you dare feel guilty about it. But if you at all can, at least /try/ to do some of the things you had planned. Don’t let Aunt Flo stop you. Moving on with my day as much as possible helps me to feel empowered and honestly just better about myself, even if physically I’m not feeling great. It helps me feel more in control, rather than being controlled by my period.

Please feel free to add to this list if anyone has any tips or suggestions to make periods less awful based on their own experience; these are just the things that help me. Good luck, warrior queens. Go forth and slay.

i’m genuinely convinced harry is like those supportive girls who will tell you you look pretty and that they like your make up or hair, i know as a fact he is constantly doing this to all of his male friends, telling them they are cute and handsome and compliment their shoes and shirts, asking them what kind of fragrance they use because it smells awesome and making them blush because they are totally not used to this

Darling Part 3

Reader x Draco

Thank you guys so so much for everything! I am glad you all like this imagine! 

I don’t really know what to do now..I mean this could be an ending, but as I already said earlier, if you want another (last) part, let me know :) 

PS.: Thank you for your requests, I am working on them.

Imagine: You and Draco are best friends but things change rapidly when he starts dating Pansy Parkinson and your friendship with him is going down.

Warnings: Language


You haven’t talk to Draco since your little incident in his dorm, which was two days ago. You were still mad at him about the whole ‘Piggie’ thing, but that kiss you shared with your best friend haunt you even in your sleep. You could not decide whether it was wrong or not.

Wrong! Of course it was wrong.

Draco had a girlfriend and he is your best friend. You knew him since year one, you always saw him as a brother, nothing more, nothing less. He was always there for you and you were always there for him. He was hot, yes, but you never felt attracted to him.

Then why the hell do I want to kiss him whenever I see him?

You frowned and shook your head at your thoughts. For the rest of your way on the Quidditch match you tried not to think about that blonde arrogant idiot but it was not as easy as you hoped.

“I hope Malfoy is ready.” said Y/F/N when she caught up with you. “He has to catch the snitch today, we can’t loose to Hufflepuff! What a shame would that be.” you just rolled your eyes and didn’t response to her. Somehow some stupid Quidditch match against Hufflepuff wasn’t important to you at all. 

You both silently made your way up to your seats. The whole castle was there, everyone cheering mainly to Hufflepuff.

“He is gonna be amazing, he trained so hard this week!” you heard Pansy Parkinson chatting with her friends as she took the free seat right next to you. Ahead of you there was nothing just an empty air because you were in a front row…You were good few miles above the ground…Would someone like Parkinson survive that fall? You were tempted to find out.

“Oh, hello, Y/L/N.” she suddenly turned to you, pretending she didn’t know about your presence. “Glad you decided to come even after what happened in the common room that day…You must feel so embarrassed right now. Everyone saw how Draco settled you down.” she smirked.

“Well I hope nobody saw the rest.” you mumbled to yourself not noticing that Y/F/N heard you.

“And here are the Slytherins!” cheered Lee Jordan as seven Slytherin players appeared on the pitch including Draco. With his platinum blonde hair and that tall figure-

You quickly shook your head again to get rid of these thoughts.

“Hey, Y/N, you okay?” Y/F/N asked you worriedly.

“Yeah, yeah everything is fine I’m just nervous. You were right, we seriously can’t loose to Hufflepuff.”

“Oh god, it’s already been three hours! I’m freezing!” said Y/F/N breathing on her hands to warm them a bit.

This match was longer than anyone expected. Slytherin was loosing to Hufflepuff, it was 120 points to 150. The snitch hasn’t been caught yet and everyone was nervous and freezing.

“My Dracie will catch the snitch by any second, I can tell.” said Parkinson. You looked at Draco who was slowly flying on his broom around the pitch trying to find that little gold thing which obviously just decided to be invisible.

But then it happened. Suddenly you lost track of Draco as he was flying faster than ever reaching his left hand to catch the snitch. Everyone in the Slytherin were shouting and screaming Draco’s name. Including you.

“DRACO MALFOY CATHES THE SNITCH! SLYTHERIN WINS!” screamed Lee Jordan suddenly and you started screaming and clapping your hands.

“Hell yaasss!!” you give a high-five with Y/F/N as you both made your way on the pitch same as everyone else in the Slytherin house.

“Fuck guys this deserves a party tonight!” screamed loudly Theodore Nott once he got on the pitch so everyone else could hear him.

“LANGUAGE, NOTT!” screamed professor McGonagall.

That evening all your thoughts and fears about the incident with Draco disappeared after you drank your fifth shot of Firewhiskey.

Everyone was celebrating, laughing, dancing and mainly snogging. You, in your short and tight black dresses were dancing with your friend and a cup of Firewhiskey in your hand. You were totally drunk. You were always so drunk when Slytherins threw a party. And Draco always checked on you. But you still haven’t talked to him so you didn’t even noticed the pair of grey cold eyes staring at you and checking your every move from across the common room. 

“I’m gonna go to bed now, I’m about to die there all alone.” you chuckled and threw the rest of the drink in your throat. A common feel of warm flooded your whole body as you left the common room slowly making your way up to your dorm but those stairs were somehow harder to manage then you could remember.

“Hey, let me help you.” you heard that beautiful familiar voice and felt two cold hands on your back.

“Draco! Hi!” you hugged him which caused you two almost falling down on the ground if he wouldn’t catch you. “What a great seeker you are. But now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to bed.” you turned your back to him and tried to manage the stairs again, but you failed completely.

“Come on, Y/N, let me help you.” to your surprise, he waited for your permission before he carried you like bride to his own dorm.

“Woah woah woah, Malfoy! My dorm is the other way, this is your dorm I don’t want to be here I don’t like it here!” you screamed like a little child when he slowly and carefully put you on his bed.

“Relax, darling, you’re gonna sleep here tonight. I don’t think you could manage those stairs anyway.” he said as he covered you in his green blanket, which was somehow much more comfortable than the one you had in your bed. You had no idea if it was by that awesome menthol smell, or simply because you were drunk, but you decided not to think about that for now. 

“Don’t call me that, Draco.” you said angrily. A sudden flash of sober hit your brain as you realized where you were.  “No no no no no no no I’m not staying here tonight. I’m still mad at you!” you screamed as you tried to find your way out of those hell comfortable blankets.

“I know you are, but I-just lay back, okay?” he asked you politely as you finally got up on your own feet. “Please, Y/N, I miss you. Stay. At least for a few minutes.” Draco gently put his hands on your cheeks which made you look into his eyes.

“Haven’t you heard me? I’m mad at you! I HATE YOU!” you screamed and pull away from him.

“No, no you don’t. You don’t hate me at all.” he shook his head and closed his eyes for a moment. “I know you’re mad at me but I’m not letting you to cut me off of your life like this, Y/N.” 

“Why not? I can’t handle this I-“

“I broke up with Pansy.” he cut you off.

“Wait, what? What did you do?” you asked shocked ignoring the joy in your heart.

“You heard me, darling.”

Steve Rogers Imagine

Requested: Anonymous

Imagine: steve rogers imagine where you accidentally break steve’s favorite vase. and he was on a mission while this happened. and so when he returns, you made everybody dinner and it was good dinner, and you’re really nice and acting mature and stuff like that. and steve finds it awfully suspicious how well behaved you were acting. and so he asks what happened and you tried to avoid the subject. and than soon enough he got it out of you and you were in full tears. steve thinks you’re being over dramatic

A/N: it’s long ;3

Warning: fluff

 The Avengers were out on a mission which meant that you were home alone. And when you were home alone, the first thing you did was clean. But it wasn’t just cleaning, it was cleaning while dancing. You loved to dance while cleaning, it really put you in the best mood. You decided to clean Steve’s room first, you wanted to make it look spotless.

 His clothes was spread all over the ground, and it bugged you. You brought your speakers into his room and plugged in your phone. You put on your jams and got out the duster, you started to dust around, dancing to beat of the song. At your favorite part, you took the duster and used it at a microphone. You got to Steve’s favorite vase, he’s never told you why it was his favorite, but it was.

  He’s always told you to stay away from it, but you could see the dust collecting onto it. You had to do something about it. You started walking to his vase suddenly your foot tripping over a pile of Steve’s clothes. You fall foward, catching yourself on the desk that the vase laid upon. You were happy you caught yourself, but the momentum you gave the desk shook the vase.

 The vase started to wobble, making your heart skip a thousand times faster. You tried to save it, but as you leaned over to save it, you bumped the desk once more. That one bump made the whole vase topple over and crash against the ground. You gasped as the vase broke against the ground. Your hand slapped over your mouth as you saw all the pieces of the vase scatter around the floor.

‘’Steve’s going to kill me.’’ you whisper to yourself.

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EBSL 101 returns!

The past few weeks we have seen an increase Evelyne’s handsplaining and some fans have asked for an update on the Evelyne Brochu Sign Language (EBSL) course. Our first class covered the basics and if you need a refresher, click here. If you’re ready for lesson #2, read on Ebro pups!

EBSL signs for “tornado” and “euphoria”

Two signs here. EBSL’s “tornado” is to convey that feeling that you’re not in Kansas anymore, being delirious in the presence of Evelyne. Note that a puppy named Toto may or may not be involved. Soon after such encounter, you may also experience “euphoria” which noted as the tingling within the fingers.

EBSL sign for “what?” (winter version)

Canadian winters are known for the cold harsh temperatures and conversing in EBSL during September to April runs the risk of frostbitten finger tips. To practice safe EBSL, it is acceptable to warm your hands under your knees between signs. As for “what”… what? It’s “what”. That’s what. Moving on…

EBSL sign for “Mind Blowing”

Mostly self-explanatory sign. You see Evelyne = your mind is blown. Sign as appropriate and we’ll all understand (probably do the same sign back in agreement).

EBSL sign for “I’m going to give you a moment to rephrase that before I serve you some truth”

Even being Evelyne, one is not immune to the dreaded mansplaining or idiotic statements like “Delphine is evil”. To handle such comments, use this EBSL sign to take a moment, wet your lips, and then unleash unapologetic whoopass corrective statements to set everyone in their rightful place.

EBSL sign for “this smell goooood”

Evelyne loves good cuisine (particularly Thai) and good food means good smells. So when smelling something awesome (food or maybe Evelyne’s perfume) inhale deeply and sign “mmmm good”. Please refrain from attempting to taste Evelyne. That’s just rude.

EBSL sign for “I just, I just, I just CAN’T!!”

Often EBSL seems overwhelming and you are gobsmacked at Evelyne’s beauty, cuteness, sexiness, hair, puppy, goddess like qualities that it’s just “too much”. Never fear, this EBSL sign is there to let you convey all those feelings. You can end your expression by pressing your hands to your face which mutes EBSL to allow you a moment to steady your heart.

EBSL signs for “Can I have a hug?” and “whole world”

Hugs are the universal language for “you’re my buddy” in Evelyne’s world. Hugging spreads the love to the “whole world” (as emphasized here by the 2nd EBSL sign). As part of saying farewell, be sure to sign “can I have a hug?” and watch the immediate response:

That’s all for now buddies! Be sure to practice your EBSL daily!

Class dismissed.

Invisible, Chapter Thirteen

Summary: Cursed as a child, you have lived your entire life invisible and alone. When deaths start happening in your town, the Winchesters come rolling in to investigate. What will happen when Dean is the first one who has been able to see you since you were a kid? Will Sam believe that you’re real? Will Dean believe you when you tell him you haven’t killed anyone? And why, after all of this time, is Dean Winchester the only one who can see you?

Invisible Masterlist - Previous Chapter

word count: ~1780

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anonymous asked:

Like this isn't a request or anything, I'm just curious what you think the RFA members would smell like? xD Okay... sounds weirder than I intended

Ahaha this is awesome, okay!

Yoosung: probably smells like curve cologne haha 😂 and his hairspray or gel that he uses.

Jumin: some super expensive high-end Italian cologne or something. Something that it’s super strong smelling but it’s pleasant.

Zen: you know when you walk by Abercrombie&Fitch in the mall and like, not only is there music blasting but it smells so strongly-that’s what he smells like lolol

Jaehee: like coffee or spring flowers depending on if she has been at the cafe all day

Saeyoung: soap or just his natural smell

V: lavender, just a really soothing scent

Saeran: sweet tea probably. Like it’s just this natural sweetness when you get up close to him and it smells very familiar