#hints of cinnamon

[paintedscales]

AuRaugust 2024 :: Day Twenty :: Dance

"And so I found myself locked within a dance, my eyes meeting his. The look upon his face made my heart flutt--what am I even thinking? How could my mind bring me to him? Put me within that scenario!? I was supposed to be getting a restful night here at the Pendants after taking care of Holminster Switch! Why can't I get him out of my head since I was told he rescued me from Ghimlyt?"

[girlnextvore]

Everyone take a step back and think, REALLY HARD

What does your VTM character's blood taste like to other vampires/ mortals they have ghouled. Like the answer is ofcourse blood but if you could assign "normal" flavor notes to it.

what would it be??

[teacakeezz]

Genuinely forgot to post this, but I made this right when the wedding event just had to end

Can you tell backgrounds scare me

[thatsbelievable]

[tojiscrack]

OH MY GOSH. WHAT IF YUUJI.... BECOMES A POTENTIAL LOVE INTEREST IN LIAR LIAR.......... CUS I REMEMEBER SMTHING AB A LOVE TIRANGLE(???) UNLESS IM HORRIBLY MISTAKEN BC I HAVE BAD MEMORY.. BUT... LIKE ITS COMPLETLEY POSSIBLE PLUS THE HEAVY ANGST FACTOR???? IM HAVING A CRISIS THINKING ABT THIS RNN 😭😭😭

liar, liar masterlist here:

oh? 👀

i like this prediction 😇

you’re right about a love triangle, i did mention that before. it’s not exactly a triangle tho, y’know? it’s a different shape. a weird one 😀

i know people tend to hate the love triangle trope (as do i, ‘cause in books/movies/tv shows, they’re all terrible) but i think i can do it justice. like, you’ll want to rip ur hair out of ur head for all the right reasons :)

i love how i have everyone running around like headless chickens with just ONE tag 😭😭

[dracocheesecake]

...Ok, I've only seen a few clips of the show, and someone please tell me they didn't do what I think they did. I will be so sad.

Please please please tell me they didn't remove Redimus. Please tell me they didn't get rid of my baby boy Redimus please someone I don't care about spoilers but please. Please.

[lovingtheshow]

rip arthur pendragon you would've loved your son mimmo and you would have especially protected him from everything and everyone🥹🥲

in today episode of Francesca and her mind we will witness the, totally truly random, hc (?) of Mimmo as Arthur's hypothetical son that came on my mind thanks to the video made, for both of them, with their babygirl/pocket size version under the song "Uptown Girl": the nose, the way they do&say things made me come up with this thought so random that by now it's official, I'm gone🥲 Okay, I leave now lmao

side note: on the other hand, his delicacy reminds me of Merlin while the sarcasm reigns supreme in both, Merlin&Arthur

[cherrythepuppet]

Haircut...

Little thing for Cinnamon and Sora (They need to interact more if they basically step-siblings) @small-world-au

TW: Glass cuts

Cinnamon stared at the broken mirror as she sat on her knees, She looked at herself and felt uncomfortable while she grabbed her long curly hair before grabbing one of the broken mirror glass shards

She held the glass shard up to her hair but hesitated. She gripped the glass shard so tightly that her hands started to bleed, She squeezed her eyes shut and then used the glass shard to cut directly through her hair

She opened her eyes and saw her long hair cut and scattered on the ground, She looked up back at the mirror and saw her hair now cut and extremely short. She dropped the glass shard and went to touch her hair

She felt somewhat better yet she looked down at her outfit and got up looking at her dress and doing a little spin in it, She looked down at her hair and sighed “You look great…” A voice from behind her spoke up

“C’mon… Let's get ya something new” Cinnamon turned around to see Sora “I found a new sweater you might like” Sora added taking Cinnamon’s hand in his and Cinnamon smiled “A-and let's get your hand patched up too!” Sora exclaimed noticing the bleeding in Cinnamon’s hand

“ACK! Oh my god, I didnt even realize!”” Cinnamon yelped taking her hand away and wrapping it up in the edge of her sweater “Owch…” She frowned as Sora chuckled but soon silence went through the two

“Do… Do you think Tre will still like me?” Cinnamon asked making Sora pause “What? Of course-” “I mean even if he knew…?” She looked up at Sora then back down at the ground

She looked down at the dried blood of her hand wincing slightly “Cinna, If he truly does love you then he’ll understand, Hell love you…” Sora reassured her “And if he treats you horribly then ill tell Stone” He added

Cinnamon laughed slightly “Please don't have him sic Scribble on him…” She replied “No promises… C’mon, we- we definitely need to clean that wound” “Yeah… it's starting to burn”

[paintedscales]

FFXIV Write 2024 :: Day Six

Prompt: Halcyon Characters: Nomin tal Kheeriin, Estinien Varlineau, Bayarmaa Sagahl Word Count: 788 Notes: Digimon AU

Master List

Visits from Estinien had become common enough at the hospital that when he passed it this time around, he had to take pause. As he stared at it, Gonetomon huffed in thought, his breath becoming steam in the winter air. Where Estinien would have taken the time to visit Nomin, he remembered the text he had received just a couple days ago.

‘I'm finally being released from the hospital!’

A small, gentle smile crept across Estinien’s lips as he shoved his hands into his pockets and continued on his way. His response at the time asked her if she had plans on celebrating at all.

‘I'd like to! But only if you celebrate with me!’

And so, Estinien received an address and a date. On the map on his phone, the address showed a grocery store front called ‘Buckthorn’ -- odd, but he doubted Nomin was leading him astray. He was thankful, however, that he only needed to use the bus as he normally would have coming to this part of town.

Passing the hustle and bustle of the daytime hours, Estinien eventually found his way to the unmistakable storefront. He had never been here before -- it looked like a humble grocery market. Pulling on the door, he and Gonetomon stepped inside as the electric bell signaled his entry.

“Welcome to Buckthorn!” one of the employees called out. Estinien only slightly brought up a hand out of habit in greeting. However, the employee caught sight of Gonetomon and gasped before hurrying her way over. “You're Nomin’s friend that visited her in the hospital! Oh, thank you for that! She was so elated to have a friend come by and keep her company as visiting hours allowed.”

For a moment, Estinien was a bit too flustered to speak, only casting a brief glance in Gonetomon's direction. When he looked at the woman again, he realized he had seen her before -- once. She had been leaving the oncology ward a while back. When he saw Nomin that day, she had some stuff from home brought to her by her…

“You're Nomin’s sister…?” Estinien asked.

“The one and only,” the woman replied with a grin. She then grabbed her name pin, emphasizing it for a moment. “The name's Bayarmaa. But, goodness me, I shouldn't keep you here. Nomin and Teiamon are upstairs with some of their other friends and Digimon.”

With that, Bayarmaa pointed in the direction of a door marked ‘No entry’. Estinien then put two and two together: this building was a joint business front and home.

Bayarmaa leaned in slightly, dropping her voice to a whisper, and bringing the back of her hand to shield a side of her mouth. “You can just walk right in and go. No key necessary or anything. VIP access,” Bayarmaa said, giving a playful wink before straightening up, her voice returning to a normal volume. “I have more things to organize and stock, but try not to have too much fun up there! I need to make sure I can also enjoy my baby sister's release from the hospital, too, y'know!”

“Don’t worry, you’ll have her all to yourself soon, I’m sure,” Estinien said, attempting to keep his tone lighthearted.

With discussion coming to a close, Estinien and Gonetomon both made their way for the door indicated, opening it and then heading up the stairwell. Chatter could already be heard from above, and as Estinien crested the top of the stairs, he saw a living area with a kitchen on the opposite side, a counter to separate the two areas. The sofa in the living area had three people on it, one he recognized, and the other two he did not. On the floor were two other people, as well as a number of other Digimon.

Nomin’s gaze immediately met Estinien’s as he appeared, and her already radiant smile became even more so, that elation making itself evident even within the crinkle of her eyes. At that moment, Estinien felt his heart skip a beat. He had often seen Nomin with a medical mask on, so her smile was not often one he got to see anywhere except reflected in her eyes.

“Sorry for not getting up to greet you, but…it’s really nice to see you, Estinien!” Nomin chirped. All that time in the hospital meant that she still needed physical therapy to combat some of the atrophying that came with being bedridden.

“N-No, it’s fine. I get it. I, uh…” Estinien glanced from Nomin to the others in the room. The overall vibe was joy and relief for having Nomin back; it cast a palpably halcyon atmosphere. “Sorry that it looks like I’m late.”

“I’m just glad you made it!” Nomin replied.

[a-random-warrior]

Baaba muffins :3

[astaroth1357]

I feel like beel one time, just one time bited or eaten Orbeez or like Into chalk, I will die on this hill.

.... You know. When I was a little kid, like 3 maybe 4, my mother has told me that I used to be OBSESSED with eating wax. I would gnaw on my crayons and at one point over the course of a week, I had eaten the entirety of scented candle before anyone noticed and stopped me.

Because of this, I know from vague memory that scented candle wax actually tastes kind of sweet and I PROMISE you, Beel would eat one without even thinking about it. Hell, he would eat a lot of them. Hide your candles.

[reinabeestudio]

A dove and her squab

[clownaddict]

Why didn’t anybody tell me Dr. Pepper is just cherry coke

[bumpscosity]

i'm so glad the only thing i do in the adventure time fanbase is look at fern fanart bc every time i get a glimpse of what else is going on it's like everyone lives in a bizzaro world where it's normal to have no media literacy even when it comes to a baby show

[bihanspookies]

NEW OC QUESTION

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

[dottie-writes-tmnt]

Confessions (pt. 1)

This is part 8 of my fic A New Kind of Familiar. Tags and other chapters can be found here!

Confessions can be on purpose or accidental. They can take weight off of your chest or add to the burden on your shoulders. They can bring people closer or they can tear people apart.

Mikey visited him quite often, trying to lift his spirits, he supposed. Leo had announced that if he was well enough to hold a conversation, he was well enough to work, and he had a suspicion that Mikey was around to keep him from doing anything.

“So, I guess Splinter Jr.’s back, huh?” he muttered, casting a look toward Mikey. When Leo wasn’t breathing down his neck, he supposed that he could say Mikey was indeed giving his spirits the barest of boosts. The younger gave a huff of laughter.

“Yeah. Donnie, you know you can tell him, right?”

“No I can’t. You know that. Not until he calms down, at the very least.”

“If you can’t do it, then we should start grieving. So we can cope. The more you let him have hope, the worse it’ll be.”

“You try telling him. He won’t listen to me, since he thinks I’m trying to run away from it now,” he huffed, sighing. “I’m not, I just…”

“It isn’t your fault, Donnie. You know that, right?”

His younger brother was looking at him, those blue eyes making contact with his own when he turned. His breath caught.

“And maybe…maybe there was a reason. Maybe this was meant to happen. Maybe we’ll get him back when it’s time.”

“I doubt that, Mikey.”

“I mean what I said, though. This isn’t your fault. I pushed the button. I didn’t do anything to help the situation, and I’m still not— whatever, it’s just us now, huh? B-Team for life, Donnie.” The snapper gave him a small smile, holding out his fist. The taller returned it, bumping his fist against the other’s.

“B-Team for life.”

——

Raph was, to say the least, very worried and very much panicking. Ruby had snapped and ran away and nobody had gone after him, saying he needed space, and Raph…

Fuck. Raph didn’t know what to do. Mikey stared at Pops, the rat looking offended, confused, and hurt.

“Dad, what happened?”

“I simply wished to talk to him! I asked why he was avoiding me and expressed my concerns, and he disclosed that his own version of myself passed. I do not know why he got so frustrated.”

“Did you do that tunnel vision thing you do sometimes?”

“Leo, see if you can find out where he is. I don’t think it’s a good idea for him to be out in the city alone.”

“I doubt that was why,” Splinter muttered.

“I mean, from what I could tell, it didn't seem like you were really listening to him, Dad.”

“He was not listening to me! I simply—“

“Dad, I know you mean well, and that you’re worried, but you have to listen to him. You can’t guess at what he needs, he has to tell you . And you can’t force him to. Okay?”

The rat sighed, nodding. He looked properly apologetic, which he guessed was good. Leo wasn’t back yet. Should he check on him? He should, right? The snapper left the room, going to look for the slider. Said turtle was on the phone, voice soft and soothing. Raph didn’t try to hear what was being said, just allowed that to simultaneously ease and elevate his worries. Leo was leaving the lair not long after, and Raph just sighed.

“Raph, wanna help me? I was gonna make some hot chocolate for Ruby, but I dunno what to put in it,” Mikey’s voice startled him, the box turtle heading to the kitchen.

“Oh, sure, I think I have a few ideas.”

“Good! Cmon!”

—

Leo doesn’t know what he was expecting when he climbed up onto the roof. At first, he didn’t see anyone or anything. “Ruby?”

A small whine is what led him to check near the HVAC. “Hey, Ruby, we gotta get you home.”

Immediately, the shorter turtle was protesting, shuffling away from him.

“No,” the mutant said, his voice holding an edge Leo couldn’t name. “Don’t you dare try to send me back, or else I will throw you off this damned roof. It’s been so long since I had to hear Splinter Jr. complaining about everything I do wrong, and you’re trying to make me go back? I don’t have to stay with you guys anymore if you don’t want, but I’m not…I’m not going back there.”

“No, not back there,” he was quick to assure, filing away that new concern for later. “I'm gonna take you back to the lair. CJ voted tonight to be Disney Movie Night. Remember?”

The mutant was out of it. “Cmon.”

After a moment's hesitation, the other stood, walking over and stopping a short distance from him.

“What I said…I didn’t…”

“I know. Cmon, let’s go home.”

***

By the time Leo got Ruby home, the box turtle was completely out of it. He said as much when he brought the other to the living room, where Mikey, Raph, and Cj were waiting. Mikey simply pressed a mug of still-hot hot chocolate into the other’s hands, rubbing his thumbs over the other’s knuckles.

“Where was he?” Mikey asked, turning to face Leo.

“He got pretty far. He was close to the anti-mutant side of the city.”

His younger brother hummed. Raph looked at the smallest terrapin, worry written clear on his face. Mikey simply continued to tap patterns into Ruby’s hands with his fingers, humming a tune. Leo walked over to Raph and put a hand on his forearm. “He’s gonna be okay, big guy. We all have our bad days. And you know how talking to Dad is when he gets tunnel vision,” he murmured, the snapper sighing.

“I know.”

When Ruby came around, he was slightly confused and disoriented, but all in all not distressed by where he was. He apologized for what he’d said and said he didn’t mean it (not that he said sorry to dad, but honestly, Leo didn’t want to push for those two to talk again for a while), and the family soon settled to watch The Lion King.

Ruby nestled into the side of the couch, squished by Mikey, who was squished by Leon and April. The orange-coded turtle was nuzzled into Ruby’s side, while Leo was strewn across the laps of the whole couch. He’d talk to his family about any concerns he had later. They could have this for now.

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