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How to Use Jasmine Diffuser Oils for Better Sleep

In today’s fast-paced world, getting a restful night's sleep is more important than ever. If you’ve been struggling with sleepless nights or restless sleep, you’re not alone. One natural remedy you might not have tried yet is jasmine diffuser oils. Known for their calming properties, jasmine oils can help you unwind and improve the quality of your sleep. In this guide, I’ll walk you through how to use jasmine diffuser oils effectively to enjoy a more peaceful and restorative sleep.

Understanding Jasmine Diffuser Oils

What is Jasmine Oil?

Jasmine oil is an essential oil extracted from the delicate jasmine flower. This flower, renowned for its sweet and exotic fragrance, has been used in traditional medicine for centuries. The extraction process involves steam distillation or solvent extraction, resulting in a fragrant oil packed with natural compounds that offer a range of therapeutic benefits.

Benefits of Jasmine Oil for Sleep

Jasmine oil is celebrated for its relaxing and sedative effects. It has been shown to reduce anxiety and promote relaxation, which is crucial for a good night’s sleep. Studies suggest that the calming scent of jasmine oil can help lower heart rate and blood pressure, making it easier to fall asleep and stay asleep. Compared to other essential oils, jasmine oil stands out for its ability to enhance mood and create a serene atmosphere, setting the stage for restful sleep.

How Jasmine Oil Affects Sleep

Relaxation and Anxiety Reduction

When you inhale jasmine oil, its aroma interacts with the brain's limbic system, which controls emotions and stress responses. This interaction can help reduce anxiety and promote a sense of calm. Jasmine oil’s sedative properties are believed to help relax both the mind and body, creating an optimal environment for sleep.

Enhancing Sleep Quality

In addition to helping you fall asleep, jasmine oil can improve the quality of your sleep. By promoting relaxation and reducing stress, it can help you experience deeper and more restorative sleep cycles. You may find that you wake up feeling more refreshed and energized.

Using Jasmine Diffuser Oils for Better Sleep

Choosing the Right Jasmine Oil

To reap the full benefits of jasmine oil, it’s essential to choose a high-quality product. Look for jasmine oils that are 100% pure and free from synthetic additives. A reputable brand will provide information about the oil’s purity and sourcing, ensuring you’re getting a genuine product.

Best Methods for Using Jasmine Oil in a Diffuser

Using a diffuser is one of the simplest and most effective ways to enjoy the benefits of jasmine oil. Here’s how you can use it:

Fill the Diffuser: Add water to your diffuser according to the manufacturer’s instructions.

Add Jasmine Oil: Add a few drops of jasmine oil to the water. Typically, 5-10 drops are sufficient for a relaxing effect.

Set the Diffuser: Choose a setting that works for you—some diffusers have options for continuous or intermittent diffusion.

Place the Diffuser: Set the diffuser up in your bedroom, ideally near your bed but away from direct airflow that might blow the scent away.

Creating a Relaxing Bedtime Routine with Jasmine Oil

Incorporate jasmine oil into your nightly routine to enhance its benefits. Try diffusing jasmine oil about 30 minutes before you go to bed to allow the scent to fill the room. You can also combine jasmine oil with other relaxing activities such as reading a book or practicing deep breathing exercises.

Tips for Maximizing the Benefits of Jasmine Oil

Blending Jasmine Oil with Other Essential Oils

For an extra boost in relaxation, consider blending jasmine oil with other calming essential oils. Lavender and chamomile are excellent companions that can enhance the soothing effects of jasmine oil. Here’s a simple blend recipe:

3 drops of jasmine oil

3 drops of lavender oil

2 drops of chamomile oil

Mix these oils together and add to your diffuser as usual. This blend not only enhances relaxation but also creates a more complex and inviting fragrance.

Safety and Precautions

While jasmine oil is generally safe for most people, it’s important to use it properly:

Dilute Properly: Always dilute jasmine oil with a carrier oil if applying directly to the skin.

Check for Allergies: Perform a patch test to ensure you’re not allergic to jasmine oil.

Use with Caution: Avoid using jasmine oil if you’re pregnant or have certain medical conditions without consulting a healthcare professional.

Personalizing Your Sleep Experience

Creating Your Own Jasmine Oil Sleep Recipe

If you want to create a personalized sleep blend, experiment with different ratios of jasmine oil and other essential oils. Here’s a basic recipe to start with:

5 drops of jasmine oil

3 drops of lavender oil

2 drops of sandalwood oil

Mix these oils and add to your diffuser. Adjust the blend to your liking based on how you respond to the fragrance.

Tracking Sleep Improvement

Keep track of how jasmine oil affects your sleep. You might want to use a sleep journal or a sleep-tracking app to monitor changes in your sleep patterns and overall restfulness. This will help you adjust your routine and optimize your use of jasmine oil for the best results.

Jasmine diffuser oils offer a natural and effective way to improve your sleep quality. By incorporating jasmine oil into your bedtime routine, you can create a relaxing environment that promotes better rest and rejuvenation. Experiment with different blends and usage methods to find what works best for you, and enjoy the serene benefits of jasmine oil.

FAQs

What are the best types of diffusers for using jasmine oil? Ultrasonic diffusers are ideal as they disperse the oil effectively without heating it, preserving its therapeutic properties.

Can jasmine oil help with insomnia? Jasmine oil may help alleviate symptoms of insomnia by promoting relaxation and reducing anxiety, but it should be used as part of a comprehensive approach to sleep health.

How often should I use jasmine oil in my diffuser for sleep? It’s generally safe to use jasmine oil in your diffuser every night. However, you can adjust usage based on your personal preferences and responses.

Are there any contraindications for using jasmine oil? Jasmine oil should be used with caution if you are pregnant, nursing, or have sensitive skin. Consult a healthcare provider if you have concerns.

Can jasmine oil be used during pregnancy? It’s best to avoid using jasmine oil during pregnancy unless advised otherwise by a healthcare professional.

How can I tell if my jasmine oil is pure? Look for a product labeled as 100% pure essential oil and check for information on sourcing and extraction methods.

What are some alternative essential oils for sleep if jasmine isn’t available? Lavender, chamomile, and sandalwood are excellent alternatives that also promote relaxation and better sleep.

How long does the effect of jasmine oil last in the diffuser? The scent typically lasts for several hours, but this can vary based on the diffuser settings and the amount of oil used.

Can jasmine oil be used in a bath or as a topical application for sleep? Yes, but always dilute jasmine oil with a carrier oil before applying it to the skin or adding it to a bath.

What other lifestyle changes can complement the use of jasmine oil for better sleep? Establishing a regular sleep schedule, reducing screen time before bed, and creating a calming bedtime routine can enhance the benefits of jasmine oil.

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ORGANIC COCONUT FRAGRANCE OIL

It has a mild, pleasant perfume that is appropriate for both masculine and feminine fragrances. It pairs nicely with flowery and warm smells like rose, jasmine, and amber. It may not be used as a standalone fragrance; its sweet, cinnamon-like perfume enhances other odors well. It has a rich and elaborate aroma that will make you feel acquainted and comforted. Pure Coconut Fragrance Oil is a popular option in incense due to its warm and tropical aroma. It provides the incense with a comfortable and homely scent, and it is also used to make holy incense. You may also add it to your potpourri bowl to refresh it or create your scent. It pairs well with other temperate aromas such as musk and Amber.

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Everyday Ways I Honour Aphrodite

(NSFW warning)

🌹Roses, roses, roses. Rose soap, rose lip balm, rose hand cream, rose lotion, rose perfume, rose oil on my pillow before falling asleep, rose candles, rose incense, roses in my garden, rosewater toner, rose face mist, rose shower gel, dried roses in the bath... Just roses everywhere you can fit them.

🌹Reading romantic books and poetry, watching romance films

🌹 Reading books and poetry about Aphrodite

🌹Making myself feel beautiful with pretty jewellery and makeup. Even just a swipe of tinted lip balm boosts my confidence (I use French Girl Rose Noir). I try to wear at least a little bit of makeup or jewellery daily, even if it's just a pair of studs or a subtle lipstick

🌹 Even if I'm just staying at home all day I'll spray perfume and put on jewellery and do lipstick just to feel sensual while I'm lounging around playing Animal Crossing (currently wearing a comfy embroidered nightie, small gold hoops, a pretty bracelet and a little bit of YSL Orange Perfecto lipstick as I write this)

🌹 Embracing my sensuality. Swaying my hips, feeling the softness of my body, dancing freely, engaging in self-pleasure, taking nudes, trying to unlearn the shame associated with sexuality from my upbringing. I don't watch porn often as I find most of it unhealthy and misogynistic (I only like this one random Japanese couple's channel and some vintage and Korean softcore), but I enjoy toys (my favourite is the rose), erotic literature, erotic film, audio porn (usually in other languages because I find a lot of dirty talk just makes me cringe but I still get enjoyment out of hearing little moans and silky low voices so I get that and avoid secondhand embarrassment from bad dirty talk by listening to it in languages I don't understand), and erotic fine art.

🌹 I try to get really comfortable when I'm engaged in self love. Lipstick and perfume on, hair styled, lingerie or nightie that makes me feel sexy, a candle lit or rose, ylang ylang and jasmine oil in my diffuser, soft music playing. Then I'll position myself comfortably, and stroke my thighs, tease my nipples, squeeze my breasts, lick my juices off my fingers and use it like a lipstick, painting my lips and nipples or using it to lightly lubricate my clitoris. Running my hands all over my belly, thighs and breasts, experimenting with different types of pressure and stimulation. Just luxuriating in the sensual feelings I can bring to my beautiful female body.

🌹 Wearing jewellery with seashells, pearls, emerald, ruby, bronze, copper, gold, jade, garnet and iridescent beads

🌹 Enjoying apples, honey, figs, pomegranates, strawberries, raspberries, olives, lettuce, rosewater and chocolate. I like buying Guylian chocolates as they're seashell shaped, but any chocolate will do (my favourite chocolate bar to buy is white chocolate with strawberries). I also like foods that you can taste the rosewater in like rose macarons and Turkish delight.

🌹 Making foods with ingredients she likes, like honey cakes, Persian rose love spell cookies, rosewater nougat, Persian love cake, baklava, cornes de gazelle, mhencha, etc... I mostly stick to Mediterranean, North African, Arab and Persian recipes, as they commonly use ingredients like rosewater, honey, pomegranates, and figs.

🌹 Carrying rose quartz in my pocket and keeping rose quartz under my pillow

🌹 I use a rose quartz roller to massage oil into my face

🌹 I keep a mini Venus de Milo statue and a swan trinket box on my bedside table

🌹 Drinking a drink made up of honey, cinnamon, milk and hot water at night to relax

🌹 Wearing pretty lingerie under my clothes, even if it's a basic outfit

🌹 I often fall asleep to the sound of ocean waves

🌹 Gold highlighter swept on my cheeks and body shimmer on my collarbones, reflecting light like sun rays on the ocean

🌹 Doing little offerings, like spritzing her statue with perfume, or offering up a portion of food I'm eating that I think she'd like

🌹 Lighting incense in scents like myrrh, frankincense, rose, vanilla, cinnamon, ginger and jasmine

🌹 Drawing myself relaxing baths with fragrant oils and salts

🌹 Reading hymns, Sappho's poetry, and listening to Athanati Afroditi

🌹 Listening to music that's romantic or sensual (this is my playlist)

🌹 Carrying a hand mirror and admiring myself as I check my makeup

🌹 Adding honey to tea

🌹 Writing letters and poetry about love and beauty

🌹Admiring women I find beautiful without jealousy or resentment, just appreciation

🌹Using these emojis: 🌹🦢🌊🪞🍎❤️💘💗💕💋🕊️🫒💄

🌹 Wearing pink, red, aqua, and seafoam green

🌹 Being consistent in self care. No matter how low my spoons are, unless I'm so dog-tired I end up falling asleep on the couch at 8pm, I force myself to do my evening skincare routine - cleansing, toning, eye cream, moisturiser, oil. And I always feel better for it even if I was exhausted before. Much smaller but I'm also consistent in oiling the ends of my hair daily and spraying perfume before bed. And I keep up with getting my hair done and brows waxed every three months without fail.

🌹 Doing exercises that make me feel sensual. I'm really lazy tbh but I push myself because I know Aphrodite would want me to take care of my body. I pick exercises that make me feel good and desirable, like yoga flow, belly dance, and exercises that target my womanly attributes.

🌹 Giving compliments!

🌹 Doing a big self care day every Friday (the day associated with her). Hot oil hair treatment, foot soak and exfoliation, removing old nail polish and buffing and filing nails, face mask, teeth whitening....

🌹 Going to the pond in winter and admiring the swans

🌹 Going to an art gallery in my city just to look at the painting Venus and Cupid (Day) by Fragonard

🌹 Sleeping on silk sheets as they feel sensual (they're also good for your hair and skin)

🌹 Making my own diffusers and cosmetics from natural, aphrodisiac products. Homemade bath salt with rose petals and pink salt, homemade lip mask with olive oil and rose oil, and adding oil of rose, jasmine, sandalwood, and cinnamon to a diffuser as I find these scents stimulating and sensual.

🌹 And of course, thanking Lady Aphrodite every day.

[emeraldsandpearlsss]

Under Pressure

As a graduation present to yourself you head to the spa to finally get some relaxation. Lucky for you, your masseuse knows just how to work out that tension.

(this is my first attempt at a one shot so be gentle)

WC: 4.4k

content warnings: strangers, fingering (f receiving), oral (m and f receiving), hand job, riding the tiger

After six grueling years of college, I had finally earned this spa day. Going straight into grad school after getting my Bachelor’s was a decision I knew would be challenging, but I hadn’t anticipated the physical toll it would take on me. The mental hardships I managed with various prescriptions and my nightly date with Lady Indica, but nothing seemed to ease the tension that had been locked in my shoulders for the past three years.

So there I soaked, neck deep in the outdoor mineral bath, as the 104-degree water soothed my aching joints. The spa was hidden away in the mountains, down a winding road flanked by lush greenery. I’d been here for two hours already, cycling between the hot and cold plunge pools and swimming laps. Now I lounged, waiting for my upcoming aromatherapy massage. With the day pass costing upwards of $500, I was determined to make every cent count.

When my 15 minutes were up, I headed inside to the spa’s service area. The receptionist checked me in, handed me a towel, and guided me to the showers to rinse off before my treatment. The hallways were dimly lit and refreshingly cool, infused with the earthy aroma of stone walls, subtly mingled with hints of jasmine and eucalyptus oils. My shower resembled a rock waterfall. This whole place knew how to set a tone.

I quickly undressed, rinsed off, and wrapped myself in the plush towel. My hands lightly shook as I knotted my hair into a silk scrunchie and I felt a flutter of tension deep into my belly. I had never had a massage like this before. I had never spent this much on myself before. But I earned this. I had to keep reminding myself I worked hard for this.

Entering Room 3, I paused to take in the serene atmosphere. The soft, white massage table rested at the heart of a dimly lit room, bathed in a soothing blue glow. The stone-lined walls evoked the serene ambiance of a tranquil cave, inviting a deep sense of calm. I took my place on the table, face up as instructed, and let out a slow, steadying breath.

A soft knock broke the quiet, followed by the gentle creak of the door opening. I turned my head to greet my masseuse and was met with a pair of jade-green eyes illuminated by the room’s soft light.

"Hello," he said, his voice carrying a gentle British accent. "My name is Harry, and I’ll be your massage therapist today."

For a moment, I forgot myself, taking in the sight of him. His soft brown hair was tied back in a bun, mirroring my own. He wore a simple short-sleeved button-down and matching trousers, accented only by a blue name tag. Tattoos adorned his left arm in an intricate array, with just a few scattered on his right. As my gaze traveled back up to meet his eyes, I felt the need to steady my breath. 

"H-hi. Hello," I stammered, suddenly hyper aware of the fact that I had nothing but a pair of cotton panties beneath my towel.

"Are there any areas you’d like me to focus on today?" he asked as he moved around the room, setting out lotions and placing a few drops of oil into the diffuser. He was so at ease in his routine and I felt like my world had tilted on its axis. 

His words caused an unexpected ache to thrum low in my belly. I clenched my thighs together, hoping to dispel the sensation as discreetly as possible. That particular area hadn't received any focus since the start of my grad program.

By another person that is.

And god three years was a long time to go with only the company of a pink vibrator. And maybe a dildo…and a purple vibrator that had the thrusting motion…and occasionally a plug but only on special occasions…

But no men. 

And certainly not men who looked like him. I’d been here for two hours already, cycling between the hot and cold plunge pools and doing some laps in the pool. His hands seemed capable of molding me like play-doh, with veins running along them and up along his firm forearms… It was easy to imagine them working out…tension. 

"My shoulders have been sore," I managed to choke out, wincing slightly at the crack in my voice. My shoulders weren’t any more sore than any other part of my body, but I felt like I had to say something. 

"Alright," he said with a reassuring nod. "We’ll start there and see how you’re feeling. Just close your eyes and try to relax." 

I did as instructed, taking a few calming breaths. The sound of him rolling a stool closer and the faint squeezing of lotion filled the room.

"Is it alright if I touch you now?" he asked gently.

I nodded softly, and his hands found their place on my shoulders, warm and reassuring. His palms pressed firmly into my traps, kneading with a steady rhythm that radiated a soothing warmth through my muscles. His thumbs traced slow, deliberate circles, each motion dissolving knots of tension that had accumulated from countless hours hunched over a computer screen. The relief was immediate, like all of the weight I had been carrying was slowly lifting away.

His fingers traveled with a knowing precision, working their way across the ridges of my shoulders and upper back. A satisfying pressure built with each movement—firm enough to coax the tension from my muscles but never harsh, as if he intuitively understood my threshold. As he moved his hands to my neck, his touch deepened. He slipped his fingers beneath my shoulder blades, a light stretch accompanying the glide upward.

His hands transitioned seamlessly into my hair, the silky strands parting as his fingertips brushed against my scalp. The sensation magnifying the ache between my legs. His touch grounded me in the moment while leaving my senses heightened.

Slowly his hands began to curl around to the sides of my neck, along my pulse point and up to my temples. My heart rate picked up with each pass, my legs flexing and releasing. As he worked his way up to my jaw, his thumbs gently massaging near my earlobes, an unrestrained moan escaped my lips.

Harry’s hands paused, and my breath caught.

I opened my eyes cautiously, only to find his locked with mine, his lips slightly parted.

"Sorry..." I whispered, mortified.

He swallowed hard, his Adam’s apple bobbing visibly, and with a subtle nod, resumed his motions without a word.

I squeezed my eyes shut, trying desperately to calm my racing thoughts and praying he couldn't feel the pounding of my pulse along my throat. But the crimson flush of embarrassment burned across my skin, and my mind refused to settle.

Did I make it weird? I made it weird. Why was he looking at me like that though? I'm sure I just imagined it. It's his job to do this, I doubt I'm the first person to ever make a noise, it's fine. But oh god why is he so quiet? I guess he was quiet before... Was it awkward before? Have I been making this whole thing weird? No, no, it's a spa, you're supposed to relax. It's fine. You're fine. Breathe.

After tending to my arms Harry asked me to turn onto my stomach. I awkwardly maneuvered myself, clinging to the towel as I tried not to tumble off the table. I don't think I could handle embarrassing myself again today. Once in position, I felt a gentle tap on my back.

"I’m going to need you to pull down the towel so I can see your back," he said softly. "I also have this pillow for under your hips."

I shimmied the towel down to my lower back and adjusted the pillow beneath me. To my surprise, it eased a pressure I hadn’t realized had been building in my lower spine.

I looked over my shoulder, daring to make eye contact again. "Is this okay?" I gently ask.

He held my gaze for a moment, his hand resting gently on my calf, before responding, "Perfect." I thought I could see him give a harsh swallow, but surely I must have mistaken it. 

Turning to face the ground through the cushioned face hole of the massage bed I felt myself flush again. This man has said little to nothing to me and yet I am disolving into a pile of goo on the floor. Truly pathetic. Call me the Wicked Witch because I, too, will apparently die if I get a little wet.

As Harry gently kneads my legs I feel the ache between my thighs becoming harder to ignore and debate ending the session. This is supposed to be relaxing but I'm so wound up and in my head that I fear I'm making everything worse. 

After several more minutes of imagining what other areas my masseuse could work on I let out a frustrated sigh and resigned myself to end the session. I begin to lift myself up when I feel him place a firm hand on the back of my upper thigh. I freeze, my hands gripping the edge of the table but waiting for any indication of what's happening.

"Wh-"

"Just lay back down. I know. I've got you."

I tilt my head in his direction, still too scared to make eye contact for fear that I'm imagining what he's implying.

"Harry what do you..."

He moves his hand up my thigh a fraction of an inch.

Clearing his throat he asks, "Is it alright..." he moves another inch, "if I touch you?"

The question hangs in the air as I try to imagine a world in which things like this happen to people like me. 

"Yes," I say in a breathless whisper. Scared that someone will hear. Scared that I'll make him disappear.

He places a hand on my shoulder and delicately pushes me back down onto the table, holding me between the shoulderblades as he slides his hand between my thighs. When I feel the tips of his cool fingers caress me my body tenses on instinct and I clench my legs around him. His minty cool breath hits my face as he bends down and whispers, "relax," in my ear as his index finger begins to glide up and down my now soaked panties.

After a deep breath I begin to ease the tension in my legs, letting them fall farther apart to give him more access. 

His hand moves slowly, exploring everything still hidden from him by thin cotton. It’s a dramatic difference from the pounding of my pulse ringing in my ears. My breath comes out in choppy puffs as I harshly swallow and try to calm myself down.  The friction of cotton against me sends zings of pleasure through my body and I clench my fingers trying to hold onto this side of the earth as it begins to spin around me. But the pleasure is outweighed by my need to feel him on me. In me. 

Without much thought I gently ease my hips up from their propped position on the pillow, my body taking over and letting him know I need more. That’s when I feel his fingers gliding along the seam of my panties, teasing me. 

“Can I-”

“Yes,” I let out in a low moan. I’m not above begging at this point. I appreciate the checking in. I do. But if he doesn’t touch me right now I fear I will fall apart, fractured and broken, unable to hold together the ache that's been building inside me.

When he pulls aside my drenched underwear and begins to slide a finger through my arousal everything else in the room turns to fog. There is only the soft glow of blue light, me, and Harry. I am in the clouds and he is propelling me higher. When he finally makes his way to my throbbing clit the ground falls away beneath me. 

Harry’s free hand trails up my back until gently tangling with the hair at the base of my neck, giving it a firm hold. His other hand is working slow, torturous circles around my aching nub. Every time I start to feel the pressure build in my lower belly he moves away, collecting more of my arousal before starting the process all over again. 

Swirl. Swirl. Swirl. Stop.

Again. And again. 

I can’t help it when a whimper escapes my lips as he does it for the fourth time. At the sound Harry gently releases my hair allowing me to look over my shoulder at him, where his sparkling green eyes are already trained on mine. A small smirk is on his lips. He’s enjoying working me up. As we look at eachother I can see the challenge in his eyes. He’s pushing me and I have no stamina to put up a fight. Another desperate whine escaped my throat as I breathlessly choke out a, “please.”

Please is always the magic word. 

He keeps our eyes connected as he removes his hand just long enough to drag down my now soaked underwear. One finger slides inside of my dripping pussy, and then a second. My eyes roll back and then close as my jaw falls open, taking in the pleasure and the pressure of the fullness. His fingers are long and hit that spot inside of me that makes stars explode behind my eyes with ease. As he begins to massage my g-spot his thumb resumes the tortuous circling of my clit and I bury my head in the cushions to attempt stifling my moans. My hips begin to rock back, urging him to… I don’t know what. But I need more of him. 

Suddenly a firm hand slips around my waist and between my breasts, pulling me up so I’m forced to prop myself on my forearms. His hand continues up and gently locks around my throat. A sob of appreciation escapes me as he begins to fuck me harder with his fingers. Tears pool in my eyes as the pressure in my belly becomes almost too much, begging for release. Harry tightens his thumb and ring finger against my airways, giving me a delicious high as I feel him lean over me again, breathing in sync with me.

“You’re so tense…” he gently pants next to my ear. “You really shouldn’t let it get this bad you know. We’ve got to get all of these knots out…” 

Just then Harry releases my throat and tears spill as the headrush overcomes me. I’m gasping, trying to bring myself back to reality, when I’m suddenly pushed back down to the table by my shoulders. Harry holds me firmly to the table as I hear him shuffle around behind me. Then his mouth is on me. He moves to wrap his arms underneath my thighs, his rough fingers digging into my soft skin as he spreads me open and buries his face in my cunt, his tongue gliding up and down - savoring me -  before settling on my throbbing clit. 

I hear a moan escape him as he firmly sucks my clit between his lips. The pressure of his tongue is the only thing keeping me grounded. Everything else falls away and all that matters is that plump pink mouth pulling me towards nirvana.

His left arm remains holding me tight as his right hand slides up the back of my thigh, leaving a train of goosebumps in their wake. A firm hand gently kneads at my ass before sliding his fingers back into my entrance. The feeling of his mouth and his fingers are so intense I try to lock my legs, but his grip is firm. I am at his mercy and god I fucking love it. I bite on my palm to stifle my moans, not wanting to get caught in here. 

Harry is all about the tease. Working me up and leaving me wanting again. My body is all stars and electric currents, twinkling so bright and zapping me back into clarity. But if I am the stars, Harry is the sun, blinding me to every sensation except that mouth. That fucking mouth. 

The only sounds are choked sobs, panting breath, and the slick slide of skin on dripping skin. My body is sticky with sweat but the room keeps me cool, despite feeling like every nerve ending is on fire. 

I begin to move my hips again, riding his fingers and his mouth as he flicks and sucks and slides in and out of me all at once. Harry groans in appreciation, his fingers digging into my flesh harder. I reach back and grab Harry by his bun, holding him to me, too scared of the moment slipping away. With a low chuckle Harry nips at my swollen nub and then applies pressure with his tongue in a pulsing motion. 

The sensation starts in my toes, a gentle fizz like bubbles rising in a glass of celebratory champagne. The tingling spreads, climbing higher and higher. As it reaches my legs, they tense on their own, every muscle coiled tight with anticipation. I don’t notice I’m holding my breath until a dark haze begins to blur the edges of my vision. And then everything inside me shatters. 

The orgasm that hits fractures me into a million pieces, too powerful for a sound or a breath to escape. I am frozen with pleasure, completely at his mercy. Harry’s fingers continue to thrust into me, helping me ride out the orgasm as long as I could. Removing his mouth, he blows a cool breath on my sensitive clit and I throb around his fingers as I start to come down. When he finally takes away his hand he softly massages my calves and I work to regain control of my breathing. 

Neither of us look at each other for several minutes, the only sound to be heard is our jagged breaths. 

In. (hold) Out…

In. (hold) Out…

I gather enough strength to sit up and remove the pillow from under my hips and look over to see Harry leaning against the stone wall, watching me closely. His hands are at his sides and he’s subtly flexing his fingers, clearly unsure of what to do next. Despite his black pants and the dim lighting of the room I can still make out that he is in need of a release. The bulge beneath his scrubs looks painfully restrained.

I slide off of the massage table and tentatively walk over to him, never breaking eye contact. 

Worry crosses his face as he opens his mouth to speak. “I don’t normally…” but his voice trails off as I slowly lower myself to my knees in front of him. I never take my eyes off of his and can’t help but smile inside as I see his chest begin to rise and fall at a rapid pace. 

I place a soft hand on his thigh and tilt my head, giving my best doe eyes. “You really shouldn’t let it get this bad you know…” I glance down and back up, repeating his own words back to him. Sliding my hands up his thighs I let my fingers run along the waistband of his pants. “Can I…?”

Harry lets out a strangled, “yes” as his head falls back against the wall. A few strands of hair have fallen out of his bun and gently curl around his face. I almost lose sight of my task as I take in just how beautiful this absolute stranger is. A faint flush creeps up his neck, his lips are full and slightly swollen, and his eyes carry a subtle, dreamy haze.

I attempt to return his torture by taking my time untying the knot from his scrub pants and pulling them down, but when I see the tiger tattoo on his thigh all plans are thrown out the window. I’m suddenly salivating and desperate to see all of him. More tattoos reveal themselves to me - soft words by his knees and jagged lyrics along his ankles, disappearing behind socks. I bend down to press my lips to one knee, then the other, without thinking. Taking hold of his thighs I begin to kiss my way up, savoring the feel of his muscular thighs as the clench in anticipation. I rise over the tiger and past his hips until my mouth landed on the ferns resting just above his black boxer briefs. My tongue traces the lines of the ink as my hands work down his underwear.

Pulling back I take a moment to admire his cock that has so patiently - and painfully - been begging for some attention. His heavy erection twitches as I take a soft lick of the precum that’s starting to drip before sliding my mouth over him and taking him into the back of my throat. Any attempt at going slow was now abandoned. His hips buck at my swiftness and I feel his knee give a tremble beneath my hands. I pull off of him, giving the tip of his cock a swirl of my tongue before sliding back down and setting a steady pace. 

As my nails trail softly down his thighs, his hands dart to my hair, gripping it firmly. I can sense the tension radiating through him, his body taut with restraint. Pulling away, I pause, waiting for his gaze to lock with mine. Reaching up, I touch his arms, letting my hands glide down to meet his. With a small, reassuring nod, I signal it’s okay, and his grip tightens in response. He guides me back onto him and gives a few testing rocks of his hips to make sure I’m okay. A shuddering sigh escapes his lips when he finally pulls me to the hilt of his cock and holds me there for a few moments. I swallow around him and he begins to move his hips again. 

My eye’s never leave his face as he slides his cock in and out of my mouth. I want him to know my gratitude. I want him to feel as good as he made me feel. I can feel my arousal building again as I watch him, amazed that I’m the one making these emotions of pleasure cross his face. His eyes are closed, his mouth gently hanging open as soft puffs of breath and stuttered gasps fall from his lips. The serenity of his face are a stark contrast to the fevered pace he is keeping. Tears fall and saliva dips down my chin as he roughly fucks my throat, but I’m so turned on I can’t stop myself from reaching down to relieve the pressure between my legs. 

When Harry sees me touching myself he withdraws my mouth from him, a string of spit connecting my mouth to his still swollen cock. His eyes are dark as he tugs my head further back and looks from my face to my fingers working fast circles on my clit. Giving him a smirk I lift my fingers to my mouth, but as I go in for a lick I’m met with his tongue already there, desperate to taste me again. For the first time our mouths meet in a desperate kiss and Harry drops down to his knees to meet me. Hands and lips and tongues become tangled as we pull each other closer, closer, closer. 

Harry hoists me up and places me so I’m straddling his thigh, his hands tightly gripping my hips and sliding my dripping cunt along his tiger tattoo. I wrap one arm around his shoulder, my fingers fumbling with the hair tie as I release his long curls. I pull away from our kiss and take a moment to admire him before spitting in my hand and gripping his still needy cock. We work our bodies in sync, my hips sliding up and down with every stroke of my hand on him. Desperate moans escape me as my head falls forward and rests in the crook of his neck. 

I grind my clit down harder on Harry’s thigh, savoring the blissful friction as I roll my hips but so desperate for a second release. His hips had started rocking into my hand letting me know he was just as eager to come. Without breaking my stride I let the spit pool behind my teeth before releasing it to dribble down, meeting the hand that was frantically working him towards his release. Harry leaned forward and captured my lips again, his hungry togue sliding into my mouth. 

Losing control, I moan into his mouth as the champagne bubbles float upwards again. Harry’s grip turns bruising as he pulls me down harder along his thigh while I maintain my rocking motion. When the bubbles finally reached the surface and overflowed I let out a silent gasp, unaware that I had been holding my breath again. I feel Harry’s cock pulsing in my hand and open my eyes to meet his as we finish together. Our hair is stuck to the sweat along our foreheads and our cheeks have a matching flush. I can’t bring myself to break his gaze as we both release soft, uneven breaths, waiting for our breathing to steady.

Several moments pass before a giggle escapes me, followed by another, and another. Harry shakes his head but begin to laugh as well. And so we sit there, naked, on the floor of this massage room, laughing until our stomachs hurt and tears run down our faces. 

As I walked back to my car my cheeks still ached from smiling. Harry and I hadn’t spoken a word about it while we cleaned up, just shared quiet chuckles whenever our eyes met. At the locker room, his fingers brushed my arm, lingering for a fleeting moment before he turned and disappeared back into the spa center. I drove away with a sense of calm I hadn’t felt since before grad school, a weight lifted off my shoulders—and a package for five more sessions tucked in my pocket. 

After all, some knots need more than one visit to work out.

[satanicpagan]

Offering Ideas for Deities

─── ⋆⋅⚝⋅⋆ ───

Fire Offerings:

Charcoal

black salt

herb ashes

images/symbolism of sun or hearth

spicy foods

Red poppies

Spicy/strong-smelling herbs (Cinnamon, Chili, Pepper, Cloves, Ginger, Wormwood, Asfoetida)

Rosemary

sunflowers

marigold

dragons blood

calendula

herbs that sting or irritate the skin (Stinging Nettle, Holly, Cedar, Mace)

Protective herbs/crystals

red crystals

incense

cauldron

Earth Offerings:

Any herbs

plants

flowers

rocks you find

protective crystals

obsidian

amethyst

onyx

garnet

sticks/bark/branches

bones

images/symbols of earth, Gaia, mother earth, flowers, plants

most food offerings

fruits/vegetables

bread

rice

milk/water/tea

dried herbs/flowers

Water Offerings:

moon water

rain water

clear quartz

jasmine

mugwort

lily

willow

nettle

violet

lavender

perfume

essential oils

seashells

beach sand

florida water

symbols and imagery of water, ocean, fish, rain, the birth of Venus, etc.)

blue/transparent crystals

air humidifier

Air Offerings:

smoke cleansing

sound cleansing

feathers

incense

light fabrics

white/light/transparent crystals

dandelion fluffs

essential oils

essential oil diffuser

Athame

bird bones

meditations

breath mindfulness

moths

butterflies

Most Deities have one or more elemental associations and this can help you with finding some offerings! Remember, every offering is unique to you and your energy and actions, outfits, songs, writing, and art can be offerings as well!

[odoraful]

𝑨 𝑫𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑴 𝑰𝑺 𝑨 𝑾𝑰𝑺𝑯 𝒀𝑶𝑼𝑹 𝑯𝑬𝑨𝑹𝑻 𝑴𝑨𝑲𝑬𝑺

⟡ content — foreseer!zayne x gn!reader ; bittersweet ; set after the events of tower of secrets chapter 6 ; physical touch + sleepy mc ; 1.2k words

⟡ a/n — something quick i wrote today <3 i remember seeing a tweet that was like foreseer zayne wanting to touch mc's back in that dress she wears and i thought it was very delicious so i decided to write it but it did get a little sad 😭 story of every zayne lover's life :')

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Your arrival at the Tower of Thorns had been trouble for the emissary of Astra. Forced entry, thievery, deception. Assigning you to care for his jasmine flower had first been an almost sardonic mercy for those things. For how can any life thrive in such barren cold? There was little certainty it would survive until next season to bloom. And then, you tended to it, and the jasmine flower began to flourish. At the same time, the curt and quarrelsome conversation between you and the Foreseer had changed. One could now call your conversations candid and even intimate, especially after the waltz you two has shared in the library. There were no fairytale books catalogued in that library that you could reference, but you both knew the moment was nothing short of magical.  

Zayne could still feel the weight of your hand in his, the warmth of your touch like a blazing fire. You had squeezed his hand when you said:  

If the snowfall is eternal, find someone to dance with you. At the very least the two of you will be happy. 

The gentle pressure of your fingers around his made his chest ache. He couldn’t recall the last time someone had held his hand like that. If someone had ever held his hand like that.  

After parting ways with you that night, the rest was a blur to Zayne, but he knew that it was time to seek rest.

He took off his shoes and gloves, leaving them both by a chair. The room was dark, save for an oil lamp flickering away in the corner, casting its warm, diffused glow. He approached the bed, only to find there was someone else already in it.  

You were lying on your side, facing away from him, blanket covering your legs and midsection. You were still wearing the same dress you had worn that day, a silvery white and blue that made you look ethereal.  

Had he walked into the wrong room? Impossible. How could he have gotten his own room wrong after living here for Astra knows how long?  

These were the questions Zayne should have asked himself, yet his mind was focused only on you. Silently, he moved closer.  

He saw your shoulders rising and falling in a restful rhythm. The gossamer fabric that covered your back had fallen to the side in your sleeping position. There was now only the thin cross of white fabric which held the dress, exposing your back and shoulders.

Zayne’s breath stilled.  

This was far enough. It was time to leave you alone to sleep.  

Rationality was trumped by desire as his eyes trailed up and down your back. There were more times than he cared to admit when his eyes had wandered to you when you weren’t noticing. That gossamer fabric had been taunting, but now, the veil had fell.  

A muscle in Zayne’s jaw twitched. Boldness surged inside him, though he did not know where it came from. Perhaps he discovered that holding your hand was only a small taste. It wasn’t enough. He wanted to feel more of you, know more of you. 

He sat at the edge of the bed. To his relief, the bedframe didn’t creak obnoxiously to awake you. He reached a hand outward, coming to a striking realisation that it was the first time he was not gloved. His fingertips grazed your back ever so delicately, as if you could shatter like glass under any kind of pressure.  

Zayne quietly let out a shuddered breath. A crack in the Foreseer’s exterior formed and he let chips from it fall away. There would be no good in you staying at the Tower, yet his heart sunk at your absence. You were troublesome indeed to cause him such grief. Someone as determined and bright and silly as you made him feel both as if the world was being built and was collapsing in on itself.  

“Mmm...” you softly groaned. 

Zayne’s pulled his hand back quickly. He froze. You stirred, turning over to see who it was at your bed.  

“Zayne?” your voice was thick with sleep, but his name being called by you always sent a shiver up his spine. “Is everything alright?” 

You didn’t wonder why he was here like Zayne thought you would. Your question came out so easily, like he had been in your quarters a hundred times before. He kept his hands firmly to the sides, gripping the bed sheets beneath.  

“I’m alright,” he managed to say.

If he played along, maybe you would just go back to sleep.  

You hummed in acknowledgment. To his shock, you shifted over to the side, opening the blanket up before him.  

“Here, come back to bed, it’s warmer here,” you said, patting the space you made. 

Back to bed? Had he left it to begin with? Had he always been sleeping beside you in the Tower? The invitation made his pulse race. It was far too tempting.

Stiffly, he took the blanket from your hand, wondering still if this was all some twisted ruse by Astra. However, as smiled drowsily at him, all his hesitancies melted away.  

He draped the blanket over himself, adjusting it around you as well so you’d be properly covered, before laying down to face you. The remnants of your body warmth on the sheets enveloped him, letting him relax. Worried that there would not be a next time, he memorized your face, from the particular colour of your eyes to the fullness of your lips.  

“Are you happy, Zayne?” you asked, grabbing his attention. Your bleary eyes looked over at him expectantly. 

He didn’t think he had an answer to that, but when he opened his mouth he replied in a whisper, 

“With you, yes.”  

The words did not feel like his own, yet it was also exactly like how he would respond.  

Your smile broadened and you nodded. Despite the sleepiness, Zayne could see the satisfaction painted on your face even as you closed your eyes to return to sleep. He couldn’t help but quietly chuckle. Even his own laugh felt foreign to him, but exactly like how he would react towards your expression.  

He closed his own eyes as well. It was cosy being with you, and he knew with certainty that this would be the best rest he has had since being in the Tower.  

Just as he would be carried to sleep, his eyes opened once again.  

The bed he was in, his bed, was empty save for Zayne as he breathed deeply.  

Before he could process the crushing realization, he braced himself for pain. It’s what he always expected from Astra. Cold, relentless and unforgiving. For such a frivolous and beautiful distraction, Zayne couldn’t imagine what would be his punishment. He gritted his teeth and tensed his arms, ready and accepting.  

But, there was nothing.

He let a few moments pass, but still nothing occurred.

There was no pain, no punishment. Just gentle warmth from the sliver of light peering through his window, signaling the incoming sunrise.  

Zayne sat up, releasing the tension from his body. He replayed every single scene he had with you in his head. Over and over until he could have written it down like a script. He would never record it on paper, though. This would be a secret for his mind and his mind alone. The first dream he had that wasn’t pure, suffocating darkness, and the first indulgence that even the omnipresent Astra failed to detect.  

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[chugging-antiseptic-dye]

seventeen as aromatherapists 🪔:

scoups: clients will feel better after he is done with them or so help him, he WILL fight god. only suggest clients to buy organic blends. is in the process of establishing his own manufacture company cause he is tired of seeing people sell fake 'therapeutic grade' oil online

jeonghan: ask him for a blend for personal use and he just smiles. is he an aromatherapist? is he an actual therapist masquerading as one? is he even legally allowed to do this? no one knows. the only constant thing is clients going in and becoming a new person after one session

joshua: loves to suggest incorporating infused oils into skincare. sandalwood is his go-to when he uses incense. applies jasmine oil as a perfume mixed with a scented allergen-free body lotion

jun: spends most of his time trying to tailor aromatherapy services for cats. is failing spectacularly at it but found that he is amazing at biscuit kneading like a cat. a win is a win ig

hoshi: for some reason, most of his clients ask if they can chug essential oils like a shot and it stresses him out so much that he runs to mingyu one a week to get a massage. thought for a long time that frankincense oil is made from frankenstein. jeonghan had to break it down to him gently

wonwoo: is super careful in making sure people are not coming for aromatherapy when they actually need a doctor. makes most of his money from selling a blend of oils for late night gamers. it's so popular that he accidentally started a cult

woozi: booked and busy till next year. clients swear that he can read their minds. makes small at-home recipes people can diy and prints them out as free pamphlets

mingyu: the best hot stone-cold stone massage aromatherapist in the whole state. the con is you have to listen to him yap the entire time. his personal favourite is bergamot and ginger infused with coconut oil

dokyeom: his favourite scents are sweet orange and cedarwood. uses local companies to get his supply of essential oils. uses aromatherapy in his daily life and to figure out what works best. currently obsessed with the eucalyptus oil + morning shower combo

minghao: big fan of diffusers. guides clients through different meditation and breathing techniques based on the blend used. do NOT ask him about crystals. he is an aromatherapist not a charlatan

seungkwan: engraved the words, 'holistic' into his bones. adores giving clients little tips to feel more balanced in their life like dropping a few drops of lavender on a tissue when they can't sleep or rosemary oil when clients are worried about losing hair

vernon: cites scientific sources and infodumps on the oils he is using. emphasizes that aromatherapy can only help if the clients are also improving other aspects of life and diet. his favourite joke is, "peppermint oil or a peppermint gum?" no one else laughs at this except wonwoo who lets out a pity chuckle

chan: reads out the disclaimers like its a manifesto (he is scared that he will send someone to the hospital). loves applying oils to pressure points and seeing people go limp in relaxation. his go-to infused blend is ylang-ylang, cacay, and a tiny bit of rose hip oil

[essential-oils-diffusers]

Jasmine Diffuser Oils for Every Mood

Welcome to the enchanting world of jasmine diffuser oils! If you've ever been captivated by the sweet, floral fragrance of jasmine, you’re not alone. Jasmine has long been cherished for its aromatic beauty and therapeutic benefits. In this post, we'll explore how jasmine diffuser oils can elevate your mood and transform your space. Whether you're looking to energize your mornings, relax after a long day, or set a romantic ambiance, Jasmine has something to offer. Let’s dive in and discover how to use jasmine diffuser oils for every mood.

Understanding Jasmine Essential Oil

What is Jasmine Essential Oil?

Jasmine essential oil is derived from the delicate white flowers of the jasmine plant, primarily Jasmine grandiflorum and Jasmine sambac. The extraction process involves steam distillation or solvent extraction, capturing the oil’s fragrant compounds. The result is a rich, sweet, and exotic scent that is highly valued in perfumery and aromatherapy.

Historical and Cultural Significance

Jasmine has a storied history across various cultures. In ancient Egypt, it was used in perfumes and cosmetics. In India, jasmine flowers are often used in religious ceremonies and weddings, symbolizing purity and beauty. This rich history underscores jasmine's universal appeal and its profound impact on our senses.

The Science Behind Scent and Mood

Aromatherapy Basics

Aromatherapy leverages the power of scents to influence our emotional and psychological well-being. Jasmine essential oil is known for its calming and uplifting properties. When you inhale the fragrance, it stimulates the olfactory system, which in turn sends signals to the brain’s limbic system—the center for emotions and memory. This process can help regulate mood and reduce stress.

Psychological and Emotional Benefits

Jasmine’s fragrance is not just pleasant; it has real psychological benefits. Studies have shown that jasmine can help alleviate symptoms of anxiety and depression. Its sweet aroma promotes relaxation and can improve sleep quality, making it a versatile oil for various emotional needs.

Jasmine Diffuser Oils for Specific Moods

Uplifting and Energizing

Ideal Scenarios for Use

Start your day with a burst of positivity. Jasmine diffuser oils are perfect for morning routines and work environments. The uplifting properties of jasmine help clear your mind and set a productive tone for the day.

Recommended Blends

Jasmine and Citrus: Combine jasmine with orange or lemon essential oils for a vibrant, refreshing blend. This mix invigorates the senses and enhances focus.

Jasmine and Peppermint: Adding peppermint oil to jasmine creates an energizing combination that boosts mental clarity and revitalizes the spirit.

Calming and Relaxing

Ideal Scenarios for Use

Unwind after a busy day or enhance your meditation practice with calming jasmine blends. The soothing aroma is perfect for evening relaxation or yoga sessions, helping you decompress and find peace.

Recommended Blends

Jasmine and Lavender: This blend combines jasmine’s floral sweetness with lavender’s calming notes, promoting deep relaxation and a restful sleep.

Jasmine and Chamomile: Pairing jasmine with chamomile creates a gentle, calming effect ideal for unwinding before bed.

Romantic and Sensual

Ideal Scenarios for Use

Create an intimate atmosphere for special occasions or date nights. Jasmine’s rich, exotic scent is known for its romantic qualities and can enhance any evening.

Recommended Blends

Jasmine and Rose: Combining jasmine with rose essential oil offers a luxurious, sensual experience that enhances romance and deepens connections.

Jasmine and Sandalwood: This blend pairs jasmine’s sweetness with sandalwood’s earthy undertones, creating a warm, sensual environment.

How to Use Jasmine Diffuser Oils Effectively

Choosing the Right Diffuser

Types of Diffusers

To enjoy the full benefits of jasmine essential oil, select a diffuser that suits your needs:

Ultrasonic Diffusers: Use water to disperse the essential oil, adding moisture to the air.

Nebulizing Diffusers: Directly disperse pure essential oil, offering a potent aroma.

Evaporative Diffusers: Use a fan to help the essential oil evaporate, ideal for smaller spaces.

Setting Up Your Diffuser

Proper Dilution Ratios

For a balanced fragrance, use 3-5 drops of jasmine essential oil per 100 ml of water in your diffuser. Adjust the amount based on your preference and the size of the room.

Best Practices for Usage

Clean Your Diffuser Regularly: Ensure optimal performance and prevent any build-up of essential oils.

Avoid Overuse: Diffuse for 30-60 minutes at a time to enjoy the benefits without overwhelming your senses.

Tips for Customizing Blends

Experiment with different ratios and additional oils to find your perfect blend. Adjust based on your mood and preferences to create a personalized aromatic experience.

Safety and Considerations

Safe Usage Guidelines

Dilution and Application: Always dilute essential oils before use to prevent skin irritation. For diffusers, follow recommended dilution ratios.

Avoiding Sensitivities and Allergies: Perform a patch test before using essential oils topically and ensure you’re not allergic to jasmine.

Choosing High-Quality Jasmine Oils

What to Look For

When selecting jasmine essential oil, ensure it is pure and high-quality. Look for reputable brands and check for certifications or third-party testing to verify authenticity.

Jasmine diffuser oils are a wonderful way to enhance your mood and create a pleasant environment. Whether you're looking to energize your mornings, relax after a long day, or set a romantic ambiance, Jasmine’s versatile aroma can meet your needs. I encourage you to experiment with different blends and see how jasmine can transform your space. Share your experiences or ask questions in the comments—we’d love to hear from you!

FAQs

How often should I use jasmine diffuser oils? Use jasmine diffuser oils as needed. For daily use, limit sessions to 30-60 minutes to avoid overwhelming your senses.

Can jasmine essential oil be used on the skin? Yes, but always dilute it with a carrier oil before applying it to the skin to prevent irritation.

Are there any side effects of jasmine essential oil? Generally, jasmine oil is safe, but some may experience skin sensitivity. Conduct a patch test before use.

How long does the effect of jasmine oil last? The effects can last several hours, depending on the concentration and duration of diffusion.

Can jasmine oil be mixed with other essential oils? Yes, jasmine blends well with many oils. Experiment with different combinations to find your preferred scent.

How do I know if my jasmine oil is pure? Check for purity by reviewing the product’s label and sourcing information. Reputable brands often provide this information.

Can jasmine diffuser oils help with sleep issues? Yes, jasmine’s calming properties can promote relaxation and improve sleep quality when used before bedtime.

Is jasmine essential oil safe for pets? Jasmine essential oil should be used cautiously around pets. Consult with a veterinarian before using essential oils in areas where pets are present.

How should jasmine oils be stored? Store jasmine essential oil in a cool, dark place to preserve its potency and prevent degradation.

What are the differences between jasmine and other floral oils? Jasmine is known for its rich, sweet scent and strong therapeutic effects. It differs from other floral oils like rose or lavender in its intensity and specific benefits.

[uplirseo]

Pro Tip: Get multiple jasmine diffuser sets for different spots in your home now for optimal fragrance diffusion.

Double The Essence: Immerse yourself in the delicate allure of blooming jasmine petals and the soothing essence of white tea. Let the calming aroma of jasmine and white tea envelop your senses, providing relaxation and a pleasant scent throughout your home or office.

Long-lasting Fragrance: Our essential oil reed diffuser set with diffuser sticks goes beyond the ordinary. They release a robust aroma that lingers throughout the day. Enjoy up to 60 days of continuous fragrance diffusion, perfect for unwinding after a busy day or hosting guests.

[coven-of-genesis]

Decorate Your Space for Feminine Energy

Soft vibes, self-love, and sacred girlhood in every corner.

Your space should feel like a hug — warm, pretty, and full of energy that reflects you. Whether you’re channeling coquette, clean girl, cottagecore, or dreamy soft aesthetics, here’s how to infuse your room with feminine, high-vibe energy.

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1. Curate Your Color Palette

Soft tones = soft energy. Try:

• Pastels (rose pink, lilac, baby blue)

• Neutrals (creamy whites, soft browns, ivory)

• Touches of gold for luxury + warmth

Create harmony by sticking to a palette that makes you feel calm + inspired.

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2. Add Meaningful Crystals

Crystals aren’t just pretty — they shift the energy of your room. Try:

• Rose Quartz (self-love, romance, gentle energy)

• Moonstone (divine feminine, intuition, softness)

• Amethyst (calm, spiritual energy, dream protection)

• Selenite (cleansing, peace, angelic vibes)

Place them on your vanity, window sill, or altar space. Cleanse regularly!

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3. Romantic Lighting Only

Harsh lighting? Instantly no.

Try instead:

• Salt lamps

• Fairy lights or LED twinkle strands

• Candles in pretty holders (bonus if they’re pink or vanilla-scented)

• Natural light during the day — open your blinds, let the sun in

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4. Mirror Moments

Mirrors reflect energy — make it pretty:

• Vintage hand mirrors, ornate wall mirrors, or heart-shaped desk mirrors

• Keep it clean and place it where it reflects beauty (plants, crystals, your altar)

Mirror affirmations = top tier feminine energy practice.

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5. Add Soft Textures

Surround yourself in softness. Think:

• Fluffy pillows

• Satin or silk sheets

• Lace curtains or doilies

• Chunky knit throws or faux fur rugs

Touch is a big part of divine feminine energy — make your space feel cozy and sensual.

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6. Include Sacred + Sentimental Objects

Feminine energy = connectedness. Add:

• A small altar with candles, crystals, photos, tarot cards

• A vase with fresh or dried flowers

• A pretty box for letters, journal entries, or keepsakes

• Your fave books, perfumes, or beauty items on display

These items should spark joy, softness, and connection.

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7. Scent is Everything

Smell is powerful. Choose:

• Floral or sweet candles (rose, peony, vanilla, lavender)

• Room sprays or essential oil diffusers

• Incense for cleansing (jasmine, sandalwood, or nag champa)

• Perfume trays for aesthetic & scent

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Bonus tip: Clean regularly + intentionally.

Clean your space like you’re refreshing your energy. Open windows, play music, and imagine releasing anything that no longer serves you.

[stobotnikworld]

After All, He Deserves It - Ch 4 Teaser

Title: After All, He Deserves It - A Tickle Kink fic Rating: M Genre: Romance, Hurt/comfort Link: AO3

Follow the official fanfic hashtag here

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Thank you for being so patient guys! The next couple of chapters are nearly here.

There has been a lot of writing going on, but most of the work has been shifted around and saved for various chapters, so hopefully you should see a few updates coming your way soon!

For now, here is a teaser of chapter 4. Dr Robotnik is going to start spoiling Stone rotten from this point forth! *_*

In this chapter Robotnik is worrying himself sick about Stone, his bad dreams and why he keeps going for late night walks without telling him.

He wonders if he is missing home, and plans to finally tackle the issue that night, but wants to be gentle and spoil him rotten first.

So he runs the most luscious spa-bath for him, decorated with romantic candles, exotic flowers and scents to remind him of home, with rose petals trailing from the bathroom to the front door. (Spoiler: Massages, cuddles, romantic kisses, silliness, tickling...)

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ASMR

The bath water ran hot and deep. The luscious loud pouring, rushing, wallowing and rippling sounds, as the whirlpool jets filled the giant wooden beech-coloured bathtub, transported him in blissful fantasy to nature-reclaimed island spas.

The perfumed bath soaks and oils dropped, dived, swam and glided, flipped and rolled luxuriously in pastel circles and forked rivers. Much like Koi fish, mini galaxies, drip paintings, or tropical undergrowth spreading rapidly in hot climates.

The gentle scents of the Middle East (and South Asia), enticing rare flowers and juicy fruit liberated his senses, as the cosy, sensual, musky and uplifting perfumes mixed, rose and dispersed.

Soft ruby-red rose petals floated on the waters surface lovingly, scattered artfully and delectably, their sweet smell and perfectly preserved dresses 'mini ethereal slices of home.' Two fuchsia-pink and ice-white lotus flowers danced, and spun calmly round each other like Apsara (Indian faeries, or cloud and water spirits.)

A mixture of cherry blossom petals and roses led the way to the bathroom, from the bedroom, and down the beech-coloured stairs leading to the cabin door.

Richly-coloured trails of hand-painted mandala tea-lights containing 'Midsummer's Night', flickered mysteriously around the bathroom. Spiritually. Protectively.

The attractive 'experience' had been comprised of citrus, herbaceous, woody, bergamot, lime, lavender, pine floral sage, cedarwood, vetiver, juniper berry, clary sage and moss. Otherwise described as 'an intoxicating and masculine blend of musk, patchouli, sage and mahogany cologne' - or Lynx, to those unfamiliar with this particular Yankee Candle.

Small vases of orchids and lilies, and bowls of potpourri scented with hop, lavender, jasmine and sandalwood posed elegantly in the four corners of the now-spa room. Each glass centrepiece was wrapped with tiny sparkling green leafy fairy lights, and had fuchsia rose petals and cherry blossoms scattered around the bases.

Pretty diffusers scented with Thyme, Mint and Eucalyptus puffed dreamily into the warm Spring night and, as the window was open letting in the scent of fresh grass and rain, a lovely breeze perfected the atmosphere.

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The Secret to Lasting Scents: Premium Fragrance Tips and Picks

A signature fragrance is more than just a pleasant scent—it’s an extension of your personality, a way to leave an impression without saying a word. However, not all fragrances are created equal. The difference between an average scent and a premium one often lies in its longevity and the quality of ingredients. At Scent Your Soul, we understand the art of crafting long-lasting fragrances that stand out and stay with you.

What Makes a Fragrance Long-Lasting?

Not all perfumes last the same amount of time, and understanding what contributes to longevity can help you make better choices.

Quality Ingredients Premium fragrances use high-quality essential oils and aromatic compounds. These not only smell better but also have better staying power than synthetic alternatives.

Concentration Levels Fragrances are classified by their concentration:

Eau de Parfum (EDP): Higher concentration of oils, lasting 6–8 hours or more.

Eau de Toilette (EDT): Lighter concentration, lasting 3–4 hours.

Perfume Extract: The most concentrated and long-lasting option.

Base Notes Fragrances are built in layers—top, middle, and base notes. The base notes, such as amber, musk, or sandalwood, are responsible for a scent’s longevity.

Scent Your Soul specializes in crafting fragrances with deep and rich base notes, ensuring the aroma lingers all day.

How to Choose the Right Fragrance?

Picking the perfect fragrance can feel overwhelming, but these tips can make it easier:

1. Know Your Preferences

Fragrances are grouped into families like floral, woody, oriental, and fresh. Experiment with trial kits, like those offered at Scent Your Soul, to find which scent family resonates with you.

2. Match Your Lifestyle

For Everyday Wear: Opt for light, fresh, or floral scents.

For Special Occasions: Choose bold and sophisticated woody or oriental fragrances.

For Professional Settings: Subtle and elegant scents work best.

3. Test Before You Buy

Always test a fragrance on your skin before committing to it. A scent’s true essence reveals itself after interacting with your body’s natural chemistry.

Tips for Maximizing Longevity

Even premium fragrances need the right application to last all day. Here’s how to make the most of your scent:

Apply to Pulse Points Focus on areas like the wrists, neck, and behind the ears. These spots emit heat, which helps the fragrance diffuse better.

Layer Your Scents Use matching scented products like body washes or lotions to enhance the fragrance and create a layered effect.

Hydrate Your Skin Dry skin tends to absorb fragrance quickly, reducing its longevity. Apply an unscented moisturizer before your perfume for a better hold.

Avoid Rubbing Rubbing your wrists together after applying perfume can break down the scent molecules, reducing the fragrance’s intensity.

Store Properly Keep your perfume in a cool, dark place to maintain its quality. Heat and light can degrade the fragrance over time.

Top Premium Fragrances at Scent Your Soul

Scent Your Soul offers a curated selection of fragrances for men, women, and unisex options. Here are some of our top picks:

For Women

Eternal Blossom: A floral bouquet with hints of jasmine and rose, perfect for daytime wear.

Golden Elegance: A blend of amber and vanilla, ideal for evening occasions.

For Men

Mystic Woods: A rich combination of sandalwood and musk, offering a bold and masculine aroma.

Citrus Surge: Refreshing notes of lemon and bergamot for an energetic and modern vibe.

Unisex

Amber Fusion: A balanced mix of warm amber and fresh green notes, suitable for any occasion.

Why Choose Scent Your Soul?

At Scent Your Soul, we go beyond offering fragrances. We provide an experience that combines luxury, quality, and sustainability.

High-Quality Ingredients: Each fragrance is crafted with the finest ingredients to ensure longevity and a captivating aroma.

Sustainability Commitment: We prioritize eco-friendly practices in both sourcing and packaging.

Customization Options: Our customized fragrance solutions allow you to create a scent as unique as you are.

Trial Kits: Unsure of your perfect match? Try our trial kits to explore multiple fragrances before making your choice.

Fragrances for Every Occasion

No matter the event, there’s a fragrance to complement it.

Casual Outings: Light and airy scents like Eternal Blossom make for perfect companions.

Work Meetings: Subtle yet impactful fragrances like Mystic Woods ensure professionalism.

Special Events: Bold choices like Golden Elegance or Amber Fusion leave a lasting impression.

The Scent Your Soul Difference

Fragrances are deeply personal, and finding the right one can transform the way you feel and connect with others. At Scent Your Soul, we aim to make that journey seamless and enjoyable.

With our premium, long-lasting fragrances, you can step into any moment of your life with confidence and style. Whether you’re searching for a gift or treating yourself, our diverse collection ensures there’s something for everyone.

Conclusion

The secret to lasting scents lies in quality, care, and understanding your preferences. With Scent Your Soul, you don’t just wear a fragrance—you embrace a lifestyle. Explore our premium collection today at Scent Your Soul and discover the perfect scent that stays with you, making every moment unforgettable.