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☆ hello, i’m cinna !

i write & do art & make layouts & obsess & rant & (occasionally) sit in my corner of sadness & cry ♡ keep reading if you’d like! (there’s a lot) (i ramble...) -> secondary acc ~ !

— before u interact, here are some warnings ♡

i love lowercase. it’s already been established, i think *gestures to this entire post*

but i can use caps when i get excited, or angry, or concerned, or surprised, etc etc... and also when i’m writing! bc writing!

and i use a lot of abbreviations...

im very adhd. if i sound like i lack common sense that’s bc i do 🥹

i also am pretty... unsocial? if i do something against social norms or something i apologize in advance bc i haven’t interacted w people irl in so long lmao

oh wow, u got this far? ty for bearing w me! perhaps u like reading too? reading long things with personality make me happy <3 here’s a reminder to take a sip of water (⚠︎ WATER BREAK ⚠︎)

i can rant about tbhk forever. i love my children

and... that’s it? i was sure there would be more (maybe for later, then)

if you decide to interact with me despite all the paragraphs of evidence on why you shouldn’t, that’s great! thank you! i might forget to reply to your messages, so i’m sorry in advance...

— but for messages, feel free to message me out of the blue if u meet any of the following!

if ur a tbhk character (delusional alert !)

if i replied/talked to u before :D

if u write! esp fanfics, and esp esp fanfics for tbhk! (i need writer friends who can rant abt)

how do i make friends with people i don’t know

and that’s... it...

⚠︎ WATER BREAK ⚠︎

— now, for the basic stuff that i forgot to put the first time!

general likes ♡ : cats, tea, lattes, cinnamon, cinnamon rolls!!!, caramel, sweet things, quiet music, nighttime reading, writing, art, writing/art prompts, soft lighting (fairy lights!), warm blankets, warm things when it’s cold, aesthetic layouts, aesthetic in general...

my fav characters ♡ : hanako/amane, nene, (shijima) mei, aoi, akane, kou, mitsuba, tsukasa, sakura, mirai, tsuchigomori... (continues to chant tbhk characters) + u can tell that they’re especially loved if i refer to them by their first name <3 (all of them but i feel uncomfy using mitsuba’s first name so...)

ships ♡ (i’m a multishipper, be warned) : jshk: hananene, sakuhiko, mitsukou, tsuchiyako, aoikane, terukane, teruaoi, terukaneaoi, aoinene ... !

other fandoms ☆ : apothecary diaries!!!!!, assassination classroom!!!! mha (kinda out of it), komi can’t communicate (very out of it), *thinks hard* i can’t rn

— find me at...

the brink of insanity /hj

any tbhk/jshk-related things ever! it’s been over one month (im new :’) & im obsessed obsessed obsessed

... fanfiction websites... like ao3...

here! ♡

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u should join the kamome gakuen discord... :3

see what we get up to in my secondary blog !

— edit logs ⚠︎

it’s getting quite long! i’ll update/repost a completed version later :’)

edit: im back go drink some water (⚠︎ WATER BREAK ⚠︎) an extra 3 4 5 6 paragraphs were added

thank you for reading ♡

So, fanart for @hermesserpent-stuff and their story on Ao3, Thundersnow!

I really miss playing union cross

Uh oh, they're in trouble

[Nightmare]

Hey y'all! This is my first fic in the Dream SMP fandom! This will probably flop since I'm not quite sure on tagging and how to make that work for this fandom and 2) there's no romantic relationships in it, but I've been binging the SMP lately, and I couldn't get this earworm of an idea out of my head. :)

DISCLAIMER: This is strictly involving their SMP personas (roleplay) and not a fanfic including their actual, human persons. There's a lot of emphasis put on emotional manipulation and a bit of body horror in this, and the manipulative relationship is seen as a positive one.

Summary:Tommy has a nightmare while in hiding from Dream. Disoriented and confused, he panics. Techno doesn't really know how to help comfort him, but he does his best.

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Tommy could feel his fingernails dig into the soft skin of his hands. He let the pain ground him in the moment. Somewhere in the distance, Tubbo was screaming. He strained to hear the other boy, but he just couldn’t make out what he was saying. It was too muffled.

It was so cold, the chill seeping into his skin. Tommy wrapped his arms around himself, looking around nervously.

In front of him stood a hunched and broken figure, shoulders sagging and head lolling gently to the side. On its face was a gruesome slash of a smile, stretching from one cheek to another and dripping sluggishly with blood. Even as Tommy watched, the figure stuck one finger in his mouth and pulled, the skin of his cheeks ripping and parting the bloody grin as it stared at him. Its eyes were lifeless and dark.

“What’s wrong, Tommy?” the creature hissed at him, shambling closer. One of its shoes was missing, and its head twitched slightly as it spoke.

Tommy tripped over his own feet in his hurry to get away from it, his scream catching in his throat. All that came out was a tiny whimper. He felt the bite of hard stone underneath his palms, and the sharp blossom of pain that followed it.

“Tommy…” the creature sang in a low voice. It sounded tired. “Tommy, you know you can’t run from me. You know it’s better to just give in, right, Tommy?”

Tommy shook his head back and forth, as if to clear the ringing from his ears. He could hear his heartbeat thumping wildly.

Finish reading the rest on AO3 here if you want! :)

part 1 nad yalls aint egtting context

I’m not the best writer, nor am I social, so I don’t really have the best opportunity to learn how to say what I want, and therefore I don’t really know how to explain to my mom why I give up instead of trying my hardest in the last few weeks of school.

This is probably one of the best art things I’ve done so far…

My mental breakdown my rules which means I get to choose the music.