manicpixiemaneater

[charliethewarriorcatsfan]

The pepperminties and captian laserhawk :)

[spookypin]

OBJECT SHOW (in comic style) CONCEPT:

Objects in Paradise:

Host: Pepper minty

Contestants: Toy box, Sticker page,Ring pop,Jingle,Hand bag, Coconut water,Makey up,Eyeball,Fluf,Beach pad, Jewellery, Glowie and DR.Terrarium

This game is every contestant by themselves!!! (No teams)

This is a concept for my own object show that I'm not quite sure if i should make episodes (comics) about so it's up to y'all to decide

[oatmealpup]

an autumn evening at the peach tree 🍑

[wtfuckevenknows]

How does one make peppermint hot chocolate?

[despite-everything]

so im not a fan of mopping (and dont judge me for this) so i havent done a proper mop in... months. i sweep several times a week and like use a swiffer weekly, but i dont properly mop all that often. but today ive moved all my furniture and am going ham on the floors and now the whole place smells like dr bronners

[cursedauxiliary]

This 3d white toothpaste got my teeth feeling radioactive

[pepperminty-rific]

DMs and Asks are Open!

Yea I don't know why I hadn't had them open since when I made this blog, but here we are

Rules are pinned on the blog

[erabearah]

A mouse started building a little nest in one of our kitchen drawers and it broke my heart to clean it out. Felt like evicting him

Like what am I? A landlord? Lemme just leave instead

[lexalovesbooks]

(tries burts bees chapstick for the first time and has to take it off within three minutes because my lips are tingling so much it feels like they’ve ascended to a different plane of reality)

[moonstruckme]

i don't know if you'd be willing to do this one cause you have a lot of emt!marauders and a lot of those deal with some kind of head thing but i think it would be funny if their gf has chronic migraine and they're just itching to fix it but they can't and they feel useless. like she already took her pills, she's sleeping it off, and they are like "do you need more water" and "want an ice pack" and "is it too bright in here" cause they need to do something

Thank you for requesting!

cw: migraine

emt!marauders x fem!reader ♡ 399 words

Your skull feels like it’s coming apart at the seams, but you know this is as good as it’s going to get for a while. You’ve had your pain medication, you’ve got your diffuser streaming out a soothing pepperminty scent, and you’ve got Remus, pressed up behind you on the bed with his hand laid flat over your sternum. 

You think you could actually fall asleep like this. In fact, you think you’re nearly there. 

From just in front of your face, the loudest whisper known to man: “Think you ought to have more water, sweetness?” 

“No, thanks,” you mumble. “I’m good.” 

Though you know it’s impossible, you swear you can hear Sirius’ brows scrunching worriedly. He sets a cool hand atop your head, stroking some baby hairs. 

“Why don’t you roll onto your back,” James suggests, tone sweeter than spun sugar. “I’ll get you a cold cloth.” 

This time, it’s Remus who grumbles a response, his grip tightening on you to prevent you from complying. “She’s fine.” 

“Obviously she’s not fine.” Sirius’ whisper goes a tad sharp. 

“She will be if you let her sleep.” 

“Angel,” James coos, “is it too bright in here for you to rest? We could try taping the curtains closed.” 

You relent and open your eyes, about to tell both of your sweet, well-intentioned boyfriends that you’d actually be perfectly able to sleep if the room were only quiet, but Remus beats you to it again. 

“Alright,” he says huffily, voice hushed for your benefit, “the both of you go into the living room and find a film to watch. With captions, no sound. I don’t want to hear from either of you.” 

James looks a tad wounded, but Sirius makes a nasty face at his boyfriend, looking to you for confirmation. You hope your apology and gratitude make their way into your guilty expression as you nod slightly. 

Sirius’ face softens. He leans over, pressing one quick kiss to your forehead before letting James tug him from the room. 

“Thank you,” you sigh once they’re gone. 

Remus chuckles quietly. “You’re welcome, dove.” He gives your sternum one brief, soothing rub before relinquishing you both to stillness again. Your breathing is the only sound in the room. Everything is quiet. You feel the muscles in your face start to relax. 

Then, a gravelly voice by your ear: “Do you want more water, though?”

[pokemonshelterstories]

Why does Duchess think spritzee are stinky?

because they are! spritzee have evolved special glands called scent pouches that produce a fragrant oil, which they spread throughout their feathers. this scent overwhelms predators' sensitive noses and can even stun foes in battles! it used to be very fashionable for nobles to train spritzee and keep them on their shoulders just for their scent. there's some pretty cool antique kalosian guides to what to feed your spritzee for the best scent profile. in the early 1700s, cinnamon was one of the most popular things to add to a spritzee's diet.

paprika's current diet has him smelling a bit pepperminty, so duchess is a big fan.

[rottenzombrainz]

Tokyo Debunker ; Ghouls favorite Bath and Bodyworks Scent

Yes, I know this is niche. Yes, I know a good portion of these characters wouldn't even ever step into a B&B - but this is for funsies! like all headcanons!

Also, for the sake of convenience, I'm ignoring the fact that smells and perfumes are gendered and that some characters would care about that 🌝

warning: kinda super ooc?!??

Frostheim

Jin Kamurai - Definitely one of the Christmas scents. Not a pepperminty one though. Probably Eucalyptus Snowfall

Tohma Ishibashi - Cozy Vanilla Almond.

Lucas Errant - Either a coffee or nutty smell. I'll go with Freshly Brewed Coffee

Kaito Fuji - Gingham. Just basic Gingham.

Vagastorm

Alan Mido - Mahagony Teakwood

Shohei Haizono - Kitchen Lemon or any other citrus smell

Leo Kurosagi - A Thousand Wishes.

Jabberwock

Haru Sagara - Jasmine & Currant

Towa Otonashi - Honey Wildflower.

Ren Shiranami - Green Apple... idk why

Sinostra

Taiga Hoshibami - One of the bar smells like Bourbon

Romeo Lucci - We all know B&B is too cheap for Romi, but if he had to choose something, I'd say he'd choose Honey Apple Champagne

Ritsu Shinjo - Sticking with the bar theme, Champagne Toast

Hotarubi

Subaru Kagami - Japanese Cherry Blossom

Haku Kusangi - Rose Water & Ivy - it feels very Haku

Zenji Kotodama - Moonlight Path for sure

Obscuary

Edward Hart - Fresh Linen to hide the smell of his dirty clothes

Rui Mizuki - White Gardenia or any floral scent, really.

Lyca Colt - Noir

Mortkranken

Yuri Isami - Something herbal with mint or eucalyptus. Therefore; Eucalyptus Mint

Jiro Kirisaki - Vampire Blood. Not just cus its my favorite! I really do think it suits him!

I probably could have done a better job if I drove to the mall and actually went into a Bath and Bodyworks, but I didn't feel like it 😋

[wordy-little-witch]

Silly cross guild stuff but focused on my main man, my boy, my blue wet rat blorbo-

Mihawk is absolutely OFFENDED to be a father. He never asked for the parent life, the parent life crashed into his island against his will TWICE and now he can't escape.

Zoro will not admit to it, but it's there. They're both emotionally stoic, but they Understand. They have the vibe. They know. They know each other knows. They know the other knows they know. It's A Thing.

Perona is Mihawk's little girl and she's his goth princess. The parental vibe is there, no doubt about that, they both know (mostly), but their differences in personality often result in fights.

Luckily, Mihawk winds up falling in with an equally flashy and equally emotional person as his daughter.

Perona and Buggy get on like a house on fire.

They can and WILL make it everyone's problem.

At first, there are some points of contention - Buggy's not one for goth looks (#trauma), and Perona doesn't find clowns particularly cute. They very quickly find a comfortable middle ground, where Buggy spoils her rotten with different styles and spa days while Perona helps him experiment with different outfits and aesthetics. It's so sweet, it's so cute, Croc+Hawk are suffering so much cuteness aggression. It's great.

A lot of evenings will find the two dark haired warlords retiring for the evening to find Buggy, Alvida, Perona (maybe Uta too bc I love her), all of them having a spa night. They have masks, nail polish, he's doing Perona's hair and Alvida is doing Uta's nails while the songstress is painting the mace wielder's toes. It's domestic and silly and sweet.

Buggy also really adores doing makeup and hair. It's a crossover from his adoration of performances and performing arts. He helps out when they do ACTUAL performances too, be it Big Top Centric or on Karai Bari, landlocked.

Perona and Uta are his favorite little practice dummies, and Alvida can even be persuaded with wine, hot gossip and praise to do the same.

Perona personally ADORES the basket weaved braids he does for her, suble little flicks of flashy eyeliner that adds a slight touch of a carnival/clownery vibe to her makeup.

Uta is torn between most split styles and this crisscross looping braid Buggy does which turns her hair into a pepperminty-wonderland. ((Also she has been debating bleaching/lightening her red, dying her white.... pink and blue are such comfy colors to her now...........))

It's especially adorable when Buggy teaches them some tips and tricks that transfer from performance to fighting, and they eventually even have a shared performance, hair done the same, makeup complementary but individualistic. It makes hearts MELT because the girls are simply SO HAPPY, Buggy is absolutely VIBRATING in joy.

The day they realize that, by their powers combined, they may even be able to rope Mihawk into it, too..... well.

That's a story for another time, huh?

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

Silver Lining 2

Warnings: non/dubcon, speech impediment, bullying and other dark elements. My username actually says you never asked for any of this.

Characters: silverfox!Bucky Barnes

Summary: You have an unpleasant encounter with an older man.

Note: I was going to add this to the bookstore au but realised Bucky is a side character in Steve’s and not old so….

My warnings are not exhaustive but be aware this is a dark fic and may include potentially triggering topics. Please use your common sense when consuming content. I am not responsible for your decisions.

As usual, I would appreciate any and all feedback. I’m happy to once more go on this adventure with all of you! Thank you in advance for your comments and for reblogging.

You leave the cafe with your lukewarm cup. You were so anxious you'd almost forgot about the pepperminty goodness. You sip, slightly disappointed in the temperature. Still, it's yummy and you have your bag of books in hand. The day has been a mild success.

You walk along the icy pavement, the season nipping at your cheeks. Most people complain about the snow but it's your favorite. You don't drive so you don't worry for a slippery commute, you have your heavy-treaded doc martens and a downy coat.

You head down Ironwood hoping to catch a streetcar car only to find it skimming past. You sigh and drop your shoulders. You could use the exercise and it would be so bad as long as the path behind Jerry's Submarines isn't snowed over.

You cut through to the next street along a short alley and hop over the bank between the sidewalk and the road. As you do, you slip and stumble, a pair of headlights turning just as you fall into the street. I long fearsome honk blows in your ears.

You whip around to face the driver, raising your hand in an apologetic wave. Not the smartest move but the street isn't usually that busy. You brows pop up as you recognize behind the wheel. Oh boy. Not again.

You skitter away hoping he didn't recognise you too. That very same man who invaded your personal bubble and insulted your taste. Lisa doesn't believe it when you say you're cursed but it's hard to deny from your vantage point.

You get to the other side and keep your head straight, marching away without looking back. He drives by slowly past your peripheral and you dip onto the path, letting out a breath. Alright, no way you'll see that jerk again.

There's a blanket if snow over the path but not enough to deter you. You kick through the powder as you bob to the music in your earbud. You know, Mariah Carey's non-Christmas tunes aren't too shabby either.

You come out on Orchard, sipping your mellowed candy cane cocoa and swing the paper bag carelessly. You could start your podcast. You have more than enough resources now and the new books will be the cherry on top.

As you stride along Orchard towards Cornish, a car door opens and shuts. You don't see the figure before you until they step over the curve and nearly take you off your feet. You drop your cup, spilling what's left of the cold hot chocolate.

“Oh, oof, d-dude–” you sputter out as the liquid drips down your lilac docs.

“Dude?” The man grips the bag in his left hand, his other opening and closing in a tight fist. No way.

“Ew,” you let out the syllable without filter.

“Ew?” He eyes you head to toe.

“Y-yeah, y-y-you're following me.”

“Following?” He growls, “you girls sure do have quite the imagination these days.”

“B-b-but… you saw me….g-go down the path.”

“I wasn't even looking at you, doll,” he scoffs.

“D-d-doll?” You scowl.

“Oh, don't even--I could call you worse.”

“L-leave me a-alone,” you back up, gripping the wire handle of the shopping bag tightly.

“Happily,” he sneers, “I have a job so get out of my way.”

He shoulders past you, harshly. Your trads slip on the salted walk as you grunt and turn to eatch him strut towards the house just a few feet down. You rub the sore spot left by his gruff impact.

You shake your head a leave, thinking better of shouting ‘old man’ at his back. You probably shouldn't antagonize him. So you spin and tuck your hands into your pockets and carry on.

Your street is only a few blocks away. By then, you've almost forgotten about the strange encounters. The closer you get to the haven of your bedroom, the more excited you are to crack open your new books.

Your parents house is trimmed in bright coloured lights and the lawn decorated with plastic candy canes and full entourage of fake reindeer. The familiarity of your childhood home is both comforting and stagnating. You can't believe you're still here.

You go inside, leaving your wet boots on the mat as your mother calls your stepdads name from the kitchen. You unzip your coat and hang it on the rack mounted against the wall. You reclaim your bag of books and make your way to the front room.

“Dean,” your mom calls again as she appears in the hall, peering in after you, “oh it's you.”

“Just me,” you drone and continue towards the stairs. You stop at the bottom, “mom,” she keeps from retreating and looks back at you, “need help?”

“Oh, no honey, I almost got it figured out. So, how's the job hunt?”

You try to smile. Oh, that. You can't live off severance forever and the settlement is never going to happen.

“Good,” you lie, shifting the bag behind your hands.

Maybe you should be a bit more prudent. It's an investment, for your podcast. You just need to figure out how to record. And how not to stutter every other word.

You're only thirty. You have time to smooth out details. Don't you?

You turn and plod up the stairs and into your bedroom. The clutter greets you along with the nest of blankets tangled in your bed. What are you even thinking? You can hardly keep your room tidy.

It's not your fault. Your mom says so. Lisa too. But it has to be. You had it all, a good job, a nice apartment, independence. You blew it all. If you'd just kept your mouth shut.

But wasn't that the problem? Isn't that why you're getting therapy? So you can speak up next time. So there won't be a next time.

You sniff and sit at the desk, adding the bag to the mess. You hang your head in the darkness as the snow reflects the sheen of street lights through the window. It takes time, Lisa says, but you feel it running out.

[xdwtbvftu]

i usually never draw gift art BUT i stumbled upon @peppermintys 's fanfic and i exploded /pos

tysm for writing a transmasc character who doesnt have top surgery, doesnt bind and isnt scared to rock a dress, rly wish i could see more wholesome rep out there 💗💗

[eggnoodles0up]

hey guys i drew something today :) you can thank my younger sibling @pepperminty-snow for forcing me to do this /j

im not putting in any more effort for this i just CANT its physically hurting me LMAO