#cinnamon broom

[mamamoon92]

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[greenwitchcrafts]

Out now are these beautiful mini cinnamon moss brooms!

Perfect in your house for some prosperity and protection

You can get them here on:

[felidaefatigue]

Autumnal Linocut themed stickers are available in the shop! Theyre vinyl i print, cut n seal by hand and theyre very cute especially the tiny pumpkins if you stack em all together in a lil punkpin patch.

[eatyourheartoutt]

[freyjas-light]

For those of you wondering, I did finish the broom last night!

I decided to keep it more simple than I originally planned because I wasn't happy every time I started adding more to it. I figured if some new inspiration hits, I can always add to it later.

[dearmahiru]

TW: discussions of suicide DNI: if you villainise mahiru or kazui

so recently my thoughts have been absolutely consumed by mahiru and kazui. specifically—i think it's really interesting how the catalyst of mahiru and kazui's murders is a trait they cannot change.

Mahiru: You’re wrong. It wasn’t that. I…never even wanted to kill anyone in the first place! Es: [pauses] Mahiru: I just… I was… just being myself

Mahiru: Because I know how precious it is to be in love. The moment you love someone, you realize the beauty of the world as it changes. To not forgive me means to take the act of loving away from me. That’s the same as not being alive. It’s the same as not being able to drink water or breathe. So… if this love isn’t allowed, then I don’t mind dying.

in contrast to kazui, mahiru strongly desires love, marriage, and to have children. however, her relationship was doomed to never bear fruit because of how unhealthy it was.

it's fascinating too because while it's kazui's lies that serve as a catalyst for his murder, mahiru is portrayed as her own catalyst. it's mahiru as the noose suffocating her boyfriend and her presence alone that stresses the bluebird to point it's shedding it's feathers. mahiru's love is somethings that's so ingrained to her person that, to change, would be the same as dying.

Kazui: I despise myself for lying, too. Being a liar, you see – it’s painful. Es: Heh. Then just– Kazui: So I’ve tried to change! I’ve tried to change. I have tried to stop lying to myself and others!

and where mahiru refuses to change, kazui strongly desires to. i personally lean to the interpretation that kazui is queer in some fashion and we all know sexuality isn't something you change. like how mahiru's relationships was doomed to fail because of her love, kazui's marriage could never work because he could never romantically love his wife.

Q. What was your lover like? Mahiru: (handwriting dips) Overall, a kind person

Q. Did you love the person you killed? Kazui: (no answer)

anyway this post was brought to you by the psychic blast these two answers delivered

[marlynnofmany]

Things said far too often in this house:

"Dang it, cat, get back in here. Don't eat the broom! Why are you like this?"

[bihanspookies]

NEW OC QUESTION

What would your oc smell like if they were a perfume/cologne?

[chiropterx]

She watches him run, low to the ground and... bizarre in a way that would almost be adorable if the motherfucker didn't keep landing his villainous ass in her apartment. "GET OUT!" she bellows, and this time, she swings one of those "white lady chic" cinnamon brooms at him.

It's useless, but it smells festive.

"Out!"

He scurries to safety as far as he can get away from this malicious woman but he's trapped again, walls on all sides preventing Man-Bat from escaping into the night. Not only is she loud but she's carrying another one of those hard sticks, a long thing made for beating that hurts and, if anything, is worse than the one she used to hit him last time. “▅▅▄▄▃▃▂▂!!!” WHACK! Man-Bat squeaks as her aim strikes true, sweet burning scent of something peppery hitting his nose harder than the bristles of her weapon. She shouts again, clearly wanting him gone but he's hard-pressed to leave, instinct bringing back to this location once again. W̶H̷A̶C̶K̵!̷!̸! That smell...! Man-Bat chitters, no longer striking back with his wings as the burning scent assaults his senses again. This fight is lost and, low to the ground, scurry-hops his way past the fearocious female, doing his best to avoid another stinging whack of her broom.

[the-redacted-line]

Stanley: Ah yes, my favorite pastime. I like to imagine the concerning number of discarded cigarette buds the Narrator keeps throwing down the mostly-infinite hole are shooting stars. Sure, he maybe aiming to hit me with them after spending more than a fair share of eight hours down here; But, the sentiment and the free snack is worth the wait!

[witchy-batsquatch]

I bought mini witch brooms from the dollar tree and I want to turn them into cinnamon brooms but I’m lost on how to do that so if anyone can help me that’s be great

[crimsonfacets]

Hum, hum, hum ~ -- ACHOOO!

Oh, that broom is fragrant.

[catastrophic-crisis]

i smell like cinnamon

[freyjas-light]

You got this!! You can do the thing!!! Put the cinnamon broom up or else!!!!☺️💕

I'm doing the thing!!

[haxxy]

i love cinnamon + i love cinnamon incense

[unseendeity]

my mom just asked about this mini broom stick I have hanging in our room (kinda like interrogating me) & I'm like you bought it for me?? at the freaking dollar store?? & she was like why's it hanging in here? so I just said because it was originally in the kitchen so I wanted to move it