#space smells

[trek-tracks]

...and you put them together.

#star trek #leonard mccoy #jim kirk #nyota uhura #star trek aos #captain pike #christopher pike #bones mccoy #captain kirk #star trek 2009 #odditycollector #wizardcore420 #wearepaladin #hoths #tumblr things #things i found on tumblr #space smells #tbh aos jim is more wizardcore420 as a username and bones is more wearepaladin but otherwise

[ssalballoon]

rot and ruin

this was heavily inspired by thatkorka's lovely fic! please check it out, it's such a good take on Gale's arc :')

#btw astarion is doing the flehmen response in the 4th pic... cat fr #TO CLARIFY ITS THE CAT FLEHMEN RESPONSE... THE HORSE ONE LOOKS SCARY OHMYGOD #i was thinking of the spaced out look cats have with their mouths hanging open when there's a smell they're trying to parse #bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #gale dekarios #gale of waterdeep #astarion #astarion ancunin #my art #bg3 fanart #bloodweave #please skim over the text im verbose and allergic to making sense #i started this in late october.. i'm never making comics again (lying) #these two are too curious for their own good

[bluegiragi]

sometimes ghost just needs to block out everything that isn't johnny.

#so #simon obviously has some issues with intimacy #i think it takes him a long time for him to be okay with showing his belly #metaphorically of course #i just think johnny represents that safe space for him #and the idea of ghost being overwhelmed and dragging johnny into his lap #and just. tucking himself into the crook of his neck. inhaling. #letting the smell of him shudder through him #and a softer #more relaxed exhale #they love each other so much #idk what else to say #ghostsoap #simon ghost riley #simon riley #john soap mactavish #giragi art

[divine-misfortune]

Phantom probably really likes how small and narrow the bunks on the bus are, he feels all snug and safe. And if Swiss squishes in there with him? Oh he's the happiest little bug on the planet.

#he likes confined spaces and swiss is warm and smells good and wraps those strong arms tight around him #its even better tbh #void rambles #phantom ghoul #nameless ghouls

[ninjautistic]

I found out some stuff about Oni's and I have a whole bunch of new headcanons for Lloyd and Garmadon..

#instead of lloyd being the shortest in the group. hes gotta be fucking TALL due to his oni blood #oni horns are sensitive.. the power this gives me for garmadon and lloyd... #ONI'S ARE CANNIBALISTIC?? DO YOU THINK MAYBE GARMADON ATE SOMEONE BEFORE... #I hope its not mistaké however you spell her name #hopefully lloyd doesnt eat people.. #maybe in his oni form... #GARMADON AND LLOYD CAN GO INTO SPACE #Oni's apparently have a weakness of harsh smells and sharp objects too btw.. #but in the ninjago universe apparently its the power of creation #Oni's also have HUGE fucking spikey clubs as their weapons im totally gonna give lloyd that fucking thing #also apparently female oni's are likely good with magic and dark spells does that make lloyd and garmadon a trans icon /JJJJJJJJ #transphobes dont attack me 🙄 #oni's can have 1-4 HORNS im debating whether lloyd should have that unicorn horn #oni horns can be small or FUCKING HUGE too #so much potential headcanons... #ninjago #ninjago fandom #lloyd montgomery garmadon #lloyd ninjago #ninjago lloyd #lloyd garmadon ninjago #ninjago lloyd garmadon #ninjago lord garmadon #lord garmadon ninjago #lloyd garmadon #garmadon ninjago #ninjago garmadon #oni lloyd

[writergeekrhw]

Do you think Garak smells nice? (Please help settle a debate. I say he smells very nice.)

Absolutely. I think Garak is extremely well groomed and smelling nice is part of that. In fact, he probably choses his scents very specifically to cater to his situation, so while your typical Cardassian scent might not be appealing to the average human or Bajoran, you can rest assured that Garak will still smell nice to anyone he expects to encounter.

#ask me anything #tv writing #ask me stuff #ds9 #star trek ds9 #deep space nine #star trek #star trek deep space nine #deep space 9 #star trek deep space 9 #elim garak #plain and simple but still very nice smelling

[missunderstood-with-ideas]

Hera: children you have not found the love of your life if you didn’t find them in the trash!

*Sabine and Ezra both look at Kanan*

Kanan: why do you assume that I was in the trash?!

Leia: no she’s got a point

Ezra: does this mean I can space Kallus cuz Zeb didn’t find him in the trash!

Kallus: Bridger I swear

Zeb: kid….Kallus was the trash

#Hera later regrets staying this because Ezra uses this quote to dig through dumpster and keep the space raccoons #Sabine pushes her gf in the dumpster #Hera tells her that doesn’t count #Leia says it does #Ezra finds Luke in a trash compactor but ignores the boy to save the trash monster #Luke falls in love when a blue hair boy shoves him to save a trash monster #Leia dispares that her brother was the one found in the trash #she punishes Luke by hosing him with a fire hydrant #also because he smells terrible #Leia yells at Ezra for pushing Luke further into the trash #Ezra tells her to then keep him out of trash compactors #Ezra went in the trash for the cute trash animal not for true love #Sabine is jealous that the little bro finds the trash true love before her #Hera canonically found Kanan in a dumpster and proceeded to fist fight a gang over him #hera syndulla #sabine wren #ezra bridger #kanan jarrus #leia organa #zeb orrelios #alexsandr kallus #star wars rebels #star wars the original trilogy #the ice moon #a new dawn #Hera Syndulla x Kanan Jarrus #Ezra x Luke #kallus x zeb #han x leia #Star Wars rebels incorrect quotes

[eggdrawsthings]

return the smoochie

#only this time the smooch is full of bone broth smell #Din deserves many smooches from his tiny space son YvY #my art #din djarin #grogu djarin #clan mudhorn #a clan of two #the mandalorian #mando #grogu #baby yoda #pedro pascal #star wars

[lovelesslittleloser]

So humans can kinda smell rain coming, right? Not that much, and never over maybe an hour or two prior to the rain, but it’s a thing nonetheless. So what if aliens have no idea that’s a thing that’s even possible? There’s a lot about how other planets may not have rain at all; so how do you think aliens would react to the fact that humans not only deal with weather on a regular basis, but are also somehow capable of smelling it coming???

#humans are space orcs #humans are space orcs prompts #humans are space oddities #humans are weird #weather #rain #smell of rain

[gomzdrawfr]

someone to come back to

#for context price ask her to go into his helmet to keep her busy so he can take a shower #she likes to fit into spaces she shouldnt be in #though....helmet smells like him so she's staying #he'll have trouble coaxing her to come out the helmet afterwards WHEEZE #“IF IT FITS IT STAYS” #gummmyart #doodle #my oc #my oc art #cod oc #cod oc art #[oc]Raven #Raven[oc] #PriceRaven #captain john price #captain john price x oc #john price x oc #captain price x oc #kitty!Raven

[marlynnofmany]

The Ability to Smell Beauty

“Do you smell that?” Paint asked, flicking her tongue out to taste the air, just like the orange-scaled lizard she resembled. “That is LOVELY. Where is it?”

I looked around the forest-lined landing pad. All sorts of plants that I’d never seen before waved on the breeze: tree-things shaped like willows that someone had coated in enough hairspray to make them stand on end, bush-things with leaves that snapped at flies, moss and mushrooms and lumps that could have been frogs or seedpods, or maybe oddly-shaped rocks.

“I have no idea,” I told Paint honestly.

“Help me find it,” she said, striding away from the ship with her shoulder bag held tight and determination on her scaly face.

I glanced back at the captain and several others, who were passing time with an alien card game. The person who was supposed to have delivered our next shipment was late. Nothing else to do but hang around and try not to be bored.

“We’re going to look around a little,” I called, walking after Paint. “We won’t go far.”

Captain Sunlight nodded, her own scaly yellow face focused on the cards. “Scream if you need anything.” Then she triumphantly played a card that made Mur flail his tentacles in aggravation.

I said that I would, and followed my shorter crewmate as she waded into the undergrowth with her tongue flicking madly.

“So what exact smell are we looking for?” I asked, wondering if that was the right word. “Smelling for?”

“It’s kind of sharp, but in a good way,” Paint told me distractedly. “Sharp like a good kitchen knife, like string music, like a poignant memory.”

“Right,” I said, taking an experimental sniff. Everything smelled like alien plants, and not like violins or whatever. “Hm.”

“I think it’s this way. Low to the ground.” Paint scrambled under bushes, getting her bag caught on one of the flytrap mouths.

“Do you want me to carry that?” I asked.

“Yes please.” She held it up, still under the bush. Flytraps slapped at both of us, but weren’t strong enough to do any damage, even to my soft human skin. Paint probably didn’t even notice through her scales.

I shouldered the bag that held Paint’s sketchbook or novel or entertainment screen; whatever she’d brought out for waiting in the sun. I’d been about to go back in for something similar when she’d hared off on this quest.

“Over here!” Paint said, sounding more sure. She rustled out the other side of the bush and made delighted noises. When I made my way around the shrubbery, I found her at the base of a large boulder, gathering walnut-looking things into a greedy pile.

“Is that it?” I asked.

“Yes! Smell one!” Paint thrust one toward me.

I took it and sniffed. Not bad. Kind of like cloves, that sort of spicy sharpness that just felt festive. “Huh. Pretty good.”

“Isn’t it amazing?” Paint asked, holding up a double handful and taking an open-mouthed whiff. “Gimme the bag back; I’m taking these with me.”

“Are you sure they’re safe?” I asked as I handed it over. “Do you know what kind of plant they are?”

“Yeah, it’s that one from the store on the beach back home,” Paint said, shoveling eagerly. “The good one I could never find again. I forget the name. Sunlight will know.”

“All right,” I agreed. They really didn’t smell that special to me. It would be interesting to see if Captain Sunlight also treated the things like lizard-alien catnip, or if this was just something that Paint liked. A lot.

When she’d gathered everything on the ground — a few good handfuls — she looked around for more. I spotted one growing from the spindly sapling that poked out of a crack in the boulder, and Paint happily added it to the rest.

“I wonder if there are any other bushes like that,” she said, standing with the bag and studying the trees.

“We shouldn’t go far,” I reminded her. “Gotta stay in screaming range.”

“Sure, sure,” Paint said. “Just a quick look over this way. I think those plants grow near the beach, and I hear waves.”

Remembering Kavlae’s description of the landing pad as being “within dancing distance of the sea,” I put more attention toward the ambient sounds. That wasn’t all windblown foliage after all.

Paint was already disappearing into more bushes, so I hurried after, not wanting to lose track of her. “Slow down! I’m sure they’re not going anywhere.”

“Yes, but they’re so beautiful!” she said from somewhere ahead. “There are whole worlds in that smell. Don’t you think so?”

“It’s okay, I guess.”

“Okay?? It’s gorgeous! I want to decorate my room with them, and smell these every day! You really don’t think it’s that big a deal?” Paint sounded insulted.

“I think my nose just works a little differently from yours,” I said gently. “I’m sure they’re very nice.”

Paint huffed, pushing through the leaves harder and muttering something uncomplimentary about a nose that couldn’t smell beauty.

I had to laugh. “There are plenty of good smells out there,” I said. “And I don’t need my nose for beauty; I have my eyes for that.”

“Really,” Paint grumbled. “If you can’t appreciate this, then forgive my doubts.” She was still grumping about loveliness and the ability to sense it when she shoved through the last of the bushes. “Well, there’s the beach,” she said. “No trees, crackle it. Let’s go back.”

I ducked under a leafy branch to join her just as she turned to go. The view stopped me in my tracks.

Blue waves crashed against a beach made of glittering gemstones, sprawling as far as the eye could see in either direction. Every color under the sun, fist-sized and head-sized and a fine shimmering sand, washed bright by the waves. I could swear that native birds somewhere were singing a dramatic crescendo of a symphony, though maybe that was just in my head.

“Paint,” I said, not moving. “Can I borrow your bag? I’ll carry it back for you.”

~~~

Further adventures in backstory for this book. More to come!

#humans are weird #humans are space orcs #haso #hfy #my writing #the Token Human #the sense of smell #beautiful things

[eclipseshotel]

Me busting into Elder Predator’s chambers to chew his ass out after he ignored my gauntlet call six times in a row (he was taking a much needed old man nap)

#big guy was knocked out #being an ancient yautja is exhausting #and then dealing with my bitch ass… #oh he’s gonna bite a good chunk of my ass off when he wakes up #pardon my behavior I’ve just been very dickprived as of late #it makes me say and do things I shouldn’t #also yes I spied on him and memorized the key code to break into his chambers #he knows this already unfortunately I leave my scent behind when I snoop around his quarters #I also shed so he’s always finding strands of my hair #and I leave very small gifts around for him in places I assume he won’t notice right off the bat #but his finely tuned observations detect traces of my phantom presence #he’s contemplating setting up a trap to catch me redhanded #yes I must answer for not respecting his personal space #especially to discipline me for my poor cloaking execution #now he can’t bring any Yautja women around cuz they’ll smell me there #but let’s be real he hasn’t done that in a long time #yautja #avp elder #elder predator

[rocksanddeadflowers]

I believe in short Marius. I also believe in physical touch love language Marius. So now I believe he does the "smell my shirt" thing to give forehead kisses. He's done it to the entire crew (+Lyfrassir) at least once.

#question is what did he have to do to convince these people to smell his shirt while wearing it lmao #bonus points if he did this to Lyf during the prison era imagine their face #the only ppl on board possibly shorter than marius are jonny and ivy btw #jonny definitely killed him after pulling this (but he was also the easiest to convince bc creature jonny) #(jonny loved it but he'd never admit that) #lyf would know immediately that marius was up to no good but Marius is stupidly persistent and Lyf is so tired lmao #ivy knew what his goal was she'd already seen him do it but she doesn't mind and leans in anyway #the list goes on #sigh....... space pirate polycule my beloved:) #the mechanisms #marius von raum #polymechs

[noise-misato-3-twink-eater]

And yes, they smoke weed 😏

@sic-transit-gloryhole @marskumari and our favorite beepydee gorlfriend 💗🖤🥀🥰

#my heart is so full 🥺🥺🥺 #i love these cuties so goddamn much #i still smell like her perfume i cant stop smiling ssdffsgddfs #my space #my sweethearts #trans #transfem #girl fun girl fun aaaaaaaaaaaa

[rat-rosemary]

Mmmmmmmm Dnn au where Sapnap and George are both selkies and they haven't told Dream but he knows, and he doesn't blame them for not telling him, he gets it, and they always keep their furs hidden until one day someone breaks into their home and steals their furs, and while the two of them are freaking out because this is literally the worst case scenario ever and what are they going to even tell Dream, Dream goes after the guys and just kills them

Except Dream fucked up and now he's freaking out because he got fucking blood on their coats! He can't give the coats back with blood in them, that would be so rude and gross and what if the blood sticks to it after it dries????

So Sapnap and George suddenly feel a new pair of hands touch their coats, different from the ones that had grabbed and thrown it around and hidden. No, these hands tremble slightly as they touch their furs and they feel so familiar and then there's the feeling of water which... is very weird? What the fuck is happening to their coats??

But yeah, Dream washes the blood off and them puts the coats in the drier on a low setting with a bunch of towels (which is a very very weird feeling to Sapnap and George) and he leaves the coats on their beds without them seeing and now they kinda smell like the laundry cleaner Dream uses and it drives George and Sapnap insane (/pos)

#dont come for me its way too early for me to be awake #just agsjavjsjemdkdk silly #at some point while Dream had the coats George and Sapnap stop freaking out about the coats being stolen #they just sit in the living room squinting at space trying to figure out what the fuck is even going on #while Dream frantically googles how to clean fun and tries not to cry because he cant make this very bad traumatic experience to his friend #worse by giving them their furs back with BLOOD in them #the dog barks #dream smp #dreamwastaken #sapnap #georgenotfound #dreamnotnap #dnn #dsmpshipping #dsmp au #dsmp shipping #the whole 'our furs now smell like you' thing rewires George's and Sapnap's mind #because eventually they figure that it had to be Dream who got them their furs back #which is... scary because that means that he knew all this time #but it also means he knew and never tried to use it against them #so they kinda just snap and start doing some dumb shit #such as wearing the furs that used to never leave their hiding spots around thr house #or trying to bait Dream into petting said furs so they can compare his touch to the shaking one and make sure its him #... and then baiting him into petting the fur again and again because his touch feels so nice on it #and then covering him with them when he falls asleep in the couch #they just #they need him to be their mate NOW

[kreachvera]

goodnighsssnnnnnnnzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.zzzzzzzzzz

#ignore the tags it’s 2 in the morning #dr baldhead gets nooo sleepy time . Nuh uh #he’s like. nocturnal. but in the way that he spaces the hell out in the day #he still goes through the motions of his daily morning rituals. still puts on his lab coat n gets ready for work #quote unquote work. #but it’s the motions. it’s deprived of any end. #so he’s prone to just collapsing of exhaustion after a long while. the smell of blood and magic can only get a guy so far #not to mention this dudes awful eating habits #mornings only happen once in a handful of days on end #only when his self destruction reaches another peak is he granted peace from himself #aaaand I wake up #guilty gear #dr baldhead #faust guilty gear #raven guilty gear #birdhead #thoughtz #robart