#sinnamon bun

[queenlakiefer]

So conflicted…I love cinnamon buns but I also I love Sinnamon buns…if that makes sense 😐

Cinnamon buns:

Wendell Goddard (Woman Wanted)

Dr Daniel Schreber (Dark City)

Scott Denny (1969)

Sinnamon buns:

David (The Lost Boys)

Ace Merrill (Stand by me)

Help me

[snowgray]

this is just an appreciation post for Lou Wilson’s cinnamon-bun to sinnamon-bun glow-up

[ycdsgrows]

Either a cinnamon bun or a sinnamon bun ..... feel like those eyes can hide some crimes

[blueberrybladelemonade]

Still here lmao

Just wanted to at least post that I'm still alive, just since I'm not really into the fandom itself (still love Pizza Tower ofc) anymore to interact with people. I might write again in the future but no set plans for when or what.

Regardless, I know there's a lot of tension and anxiety going forward with irl events and I hope everyone can find SOME semblance of peace (I know it's hard). I don't have anything to comment on with it but please don't get too sucked into doomscrolling (I'm very guilty of this)

Other stuff:

Comm I got from Louizim earlier this year (Auroras!)

And a new sergal boi I love very much, here's a chibi of the lad! (On the fence with the name Zoro or Ziea or something else still) Art by Sinnamon-Bun

I hope everyone has a good holiday season🫂🫂🫂

[tgshydestan]

how the 2020 danganronpa fandom would sink its teeth into and claw the life out of the TGS cast

jekyll: maid dress. bottom. no elaboration.

hyde: they WOULD treat him like kokichi, cosplays full of kandi, decora and bright colours that would get you spat at in the 1800’s. they would call him their “little baby sinnamon bun!!!” (short man). be gay do crime on every pin. also maid dress but not as much as jekyll

rachel: only two personality traits are sinnamon bun and werewolf fucker. as one dimensional as a peice of paper. cosplays would not have as much kandi and decora as hyde but they would definitely have some.

lanyon: “little gae bean 😻😻🙀🙀”. dissolved into nothing but his sexuality and being “sassy”. every second post about him would be about him being a “top”. people would make couples cosplays of him and jekyll with that “choke me like you hate me but you love me” audio

frankenstein: they wouldn’t do anything that bad to frankenstein, but they would make horrible memes

creature: also maid dress, but not THAT bad. would also make horrible memes

[tumbloggingattheendofitall]

Feels like everything about Timothy Omundson as copaganda prime Carlton Lassiter should simply be illegal

He's so delicious and goofy, adorable and fluffy. No, we should not ever have skates anyone as charismatic and talented to portray a fuckin cop, because every single cop thing that is even remotely realistic turns quickly from Actively Disturbing That A Person Like This Exists And Has Unusual Protection Under The Law all the way into Look At My Sweet Precious Sinnamon bun son, I want to lick him and also think he makes a convincing queer in context

And being so for real here, the cops duine deserve any of the boost of copaganda but! they Especially don't deserve the 3-5 hundred extra points of awwww that Tim Omundson brings to every single project he's been in (nor the 780+ horny points he also brings to the table)

[hurtmionedanger]

OTHER THINGS ABOUT HER!!

• she Absolutely loves Lepidoptera, she had butterfly and moth enclosures where she would raise them and release them, her favorites are poodle moths because they look like Pokémon. The first time Carly introduced her to Eric it turns into a conversation between the two of them talking about their favorite bugs for an hour and a half

• based on the condition of her animatronic she firmly believes Sara could not assemble a piece of ikea furniture

• she likes true crime and told star about the fact that there is more than one podcast episode and a buzzfeed unsolved episode about him (an episode I have the script actually written for)

• She woke up in Trampoland so the first person she met was Ribbon, who was not a good influence when it came to being safe with the spring loaded legs

• she never did figure out her derby name, however she did have a few different ideas

Some of these include

Bunny bruiser

Sinnamon Bun

Lepidop-tear-her

Cecopeia moth

But she never actually decided in one

TELL ME ABOUT VIVIAN. PLEASE.

OK!!!! VIVIAN!!

so in the story Salt changed up a bit of the lore but believe me the original story has just as much pining

So originally Vivian never actually formally met Carly but she had like huge huge crush on her and wanted to go skating with her since like, not a ton of people like roller derby, and she wears roller derby t shirts and has really cool hair, so she is really cool, and Carly probably wasn’t much better. Unfortunately before Vivian gets the confidence to go and ask her if she wants to go skating Carly goes missing, and the two never get to go skating together (as humans)

In their original story the point where the two of them met was actually in the facility, as Vivian went there to go skating after getting into a screaming match with her parents and needing an escape so she ends up at the dreamworld skating rink where she meets cheer and the two discuss trying to start a derby league at the facility, and Cheer mentions she hasn’t actually played roller derby with anyone in quite a while which is how Vivian ends up running roller derby drills with a robot.

If you ask Vivian she would say she just lost track of time, but in actuality she didn’t want to go home, but regardless of how it happened she’s at the facility almost an hour after closing and cheer sees her and is like what the hell are you still doing here it’s not safe. Meanwhile in the vents Winnie is watching this whole thing go down, Cheer sees him Vivian does not, so she basically grabs Vivian and is like you need to skate to the exit as fast as you can. Winnie tries to get Vivian regardless but Cheer pulls her out of the way, so she instead ends up with a deep cut in her shoulder rather than a knife to the back.

A chase ensues and Cheer tríes to keep Winnie back but ends up shocked hard enough to be knocked out. It did however give Vivian enough time to get a head start. And she is solidly ahead of Winnie, however she is also rapidly losing blood.

Vivian actually makes it all the way to the lobby, but the blood loss is starting to really have an effect on her, and her balance is starting to show it, in the lobby there is a place where hardwood changes to carpet and there is a little raised section between the two, normally she would be able to easily go over it, however with her balance suffering so much from the blood loss she collapses to the floor and is unable to get up, she was fifty seven feet away from the door when she died.

That’s all of her original lore, I do like salts take on it more though but there it is if you were curious!

[mt10lt20]

AC AU? Sketched Female versions of the AC Protags (cos why can't a silent protag be female =x), paralleled with old sketches of the guys.

Cipher ACZ

Talisman AC 6

Trigger AC7

I am not too sure yet how much I will use the girls/ladies, so posting to keep a record of how they might look. I HC them to have exactly the same characterstics and capabilities as their male counterparts cos why should they be different ^^

First entertained the thought of the Protags also possibly being female through reading @dreamblasterharuka 's work (they are really good plz check them out :) and through having some chats with really cool ppl here.

[grim-faux]

Someone asked where the PI Detective Thin Man fanfic is. It’s just sort of incorporated into my current fiction, but it’s not really a main focus

First

It’s got the short synopsis of the Thin Man doesn’t wanna break the cycle, but fucks shit up anyway. And then accidentally adopts a child.  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

He becomes PI Detective while he’s trying to figure out where the lovely lil sinnamon bun has wandered off to. He also wanted to question some other children, but they were terrified too.

I’m actually surprised no one’s done a noir style fanfic of PI Detective Thin Man as a focus....

[faunusrights]

tfw yr tiny gf wants to kill a couple of people who were mean to you but she’s reached her daily murder limit and u gotta hold that anger baby back but luckily she’s perfectly snacc-sized and yr big muscles can hold her up indefinitely (also yr both girls) 😍🥰💛🧡😚✌

[prettylittlebrownskingyal]

You absolutely made my WHOLE ass day when you followed me! I think I had an aneurism when i saw the notif! Your writing is AMAZING and you’re PERFECT don’t ever change!!💖💖

[diabolikal-otaku]

Happy Birthday Azusa Mukami! 10/28 Here's a little edit for you, our favorite little sinnamon bun

[bubblesthemonsterartist]

Should you so choose:

1. ObiYuki - dance

2. Any Yona pairing that speaks to your soul - secrets

Far be it for me to not feed a starving soul:

“No.”

“It makes sense.” Yona’s sweet voice - one that should definitely not be part of this conversation not because she is a Princess, but because she is an infant – hums.

“Bullshit.” Hak, always the voice of reason, counters. Jaeha admits that he agrees, albeit in more elegant terms.

“The white dragon was revered as a god in his village,” Yoon points out.

Everyone looks towards Zeno, who shrugs. “Zeno has only ever loved Kaya.”

Jaeha’s entire identity turns on its head. “So it’s true.”

“It was my duty!” Kija’s face is as red as a turnip. “Grandmother wanted great-grandbabies!”

[eiraphilsi]

There's a quiz for which deadly sins condemn you to hell. I did it a while back, but I did it again now as I remembered it. It changed so much since last year. Pride used to be my number one. Apparently my main one is Greed. Now it looks like this:

[aiden-png]

I can imagine shadow and red interaction like Red going for a kiss and assuming he still has his powers he just floats out of reach so Red can't get him then after a little bit catches him off guard with a passionate kiss.

awwWWW yess Shadow’s just a lil gremlin but I mean, so is Red so XD Red/Shadow is the purest ship ever ghjdfgjkfdf Red just showing Shadow all the fun things in the world and Shadow is O-O at it all

Red: Shadow! Shadow come look! Shadow: what is it-- Red: *holds up a cicada shell* Shadow: O-O what is that Red: *sticks it to Shadow’s shirt* :D

and then they come back home at sunset just Covered in cicada shells and it’s too wholesome for even Blue to make fun of gjkdfghdjghdkf (Red/Shadow is like, the ideal relationship lmfao it’s “looks like could kill you but is actually a cinnamon bun/looks like a cinnamon bun but could actually kill you” gkkdfjgklfjkldf)

[essential-non-essentials]

Pentagons are Complicated

Sooooo, I posted this at AO3 and FFN. I figured I should post here too, since I haven’t updated this blog of any original content. //full of reblogs lol 

You may ask me clarify stuff, of course. 

Enjoy!

Mr. Sandman was playing in the background. A bit fitting really, since Mabel was hoping that what happened last night was a dream. Mr. Sandman, make it all a dream. Let it all be a dream. She’d kill herself if it wasn’t. Well, maybe that was an exaggeration. She’d punish herself, that’s for sure, but suicide? I love myself. Why would I kill this wonderful, sexy young woman and take her away from a world that needs her?

She opened her eyes, and stared in horror. She was staring at the ceiling. Someone else’s ceiling. She’s pretty sure it’s not her ceiling back at home as she practically seduced Gid to let her put some hanging mobiles in their bedroom.  This is someone else’s ceiling! She repeated in her mind. She’s even more terrified to look at the person sleeping beside her. She doesn’t want reality to slap her twice in the face. She looked at the clock perched on the bedside table. 7:05, she knew that though it’s this early on a Saturday, her companion was fully awake. He had an amazingly disciplined body, and it would wake up on its own at exactly seven in the morning, so he says. She pressed the button of the digital clock and the music stopped.

Wiping the sleep from her eyes, she said, “Dipper can never know.”

“Know what? That you confronted me and tried to meddle with his love life or that we had sex?” Bill shifted to face her.

“Both, Bill, both,” she said irritably. “I never intended for this to happen, I am so stupid.”

“Stupid enough to get drunk with me and do this to yourself,” he said.

“This bitch,” she muttered then raised her voice, “don’t tell me I’m the only one who did this, you’re in it as well!”

Bill just shrugged.

“Did we use…?”

“Yes we did.”

She almost sighed of relief when the next difficult question passed her mind.

“D’you think Dipper would be heartbroken if he knew I had this with you?”

“I don’t know. You’re the twin sister, you should know.”

“And we’ve known you for, what, twenty years? Since we were kids?”

“Nah, he’ll get over it,” he waved as if turning something away, the thought maybe. “But really, he’ll be pissed at you first, then get over it.”

“No, no,” Mabel sat up, and groaned; partly because of horror, and partly because of her painfully throbbing head. She had to ask even though she knew the answer. She wanted to hear that she thought wrong. But, as always, she was right.

“And me, he’ll be mad at me, but I can handle it.”

She just couldn’t look at Bill. She found their situation awkward. But of course it was awkward, it’s Bill! They knew him since they were kids! Sure, he was hot and stuff plus Mabel’s type but… he’s having an affair with the brother she knows and loves. And ever since Dipper got married to Pacifica, Mabel never got to talk to him, even more than after she married Gideon, that she doesn’t know what’s happening to his life anymore. She only knew of Bill and Dipper yesterday morning when she arranged a surprise visit to Dipper’s office. She couldn’t understand the feeling she got when she saw both men kissing on what they thought was a spot where no one would see them. Bill really said that last night to her that they both thought that was a good spot to make out because no one would see them. Well, for the longest time, no one did, until Mabel’s visit.

Bill made a breakfast of eggs Benedict and coffee downstairs while Mabel showered and dressed. His house was mostly painted white, with yellow and black items here and there. Mabel remembered that he once told them that he wanted the whole place to be yellow because that was his favorite color but the interior designer frowned at him, saying that it would be too bright and it hurts the eyes. So he let her do the picking of wall paint. He’s fine with how the place turned out actually. The lighting was bright, even at night, perfect for making art; Mabel liked it. If she hadn’t married Gideon, her place would look almost identical to this, she thought. Her place was not bad, but it could be better.

Managing a clothing line was hard, but at least she gets to design some clothes. It helps her escape from what she considers an unhappy marriage. She believed that one marries for love, not for business partnerships. But life was ironic and what she hadn’t wanted to happen to her, well, happened to her. Gideon loved her, loved her too much she could drown in it, but she didn’t love him back. He was just too… clingy and possessive. He’d freak if he found out what she’s done with Bill. The sexy, handsome, blonde Bill Cipher, with a huge grin, his incisors showing…one that’s cooking with only jeans and an apron on.

She was still a little bit wobbly on her feet. She half dragged herself to the table and sat. Every movement was rattling her brain that it hurt, but this was better than before she showered.

“Damn it Cipher, it’s like you never got drunk last night,” she said.

“It doesn’t show, of course, because of my overwhelming handsomeness, it is masked,” he said, teasing.

They ate as if nothing awkward ever happened last night, like they were just out partying, like the drinking buddies they were. For a moment there, Mabel forgot what they have done. That she called out Bill to their favorite bar, drank too much because she was too nervous to ask what’s been going on with him and Dipper, and when she finally had the courage to ask, she was stupid drunk. They left the bar and their cars on the parking lot and walked. The nearest house was Bill’s so they crashed there, drank some cold wine from Bill’s fridge to wash down the taste of vomit from their mouths. Then it got her thinking that wine was for…

“…like, romantic dates, or something. Then there’s sex after…I don’t know. Were not like that, aren’t we Bill?” Mabel hiccupped.

Bill laughed. “No, but I have to admit, I find you sexy… like one of my stupid hot friends. That’s really…fuckable. No offense… but really.”

“Well, what do you know? I find you really sexy and hot too! Like my-type-of-guy-but-it-would-be-awkward-to-have-a-relationship-with type of friend…that was too long.”

They both laughed.

It was Mabel who asked, “But, really, how would it feel to have sex with you?”

“I don’t know…I tried never to think about that now, even though I have in the past once. When we were in college, and I couldn’t tell you ‘coz you might get offended. There we go! I told you! I have no more secrets from you!”

Then next thing they know, they were kissing and taking their clothes off. The details were hazy from there, but that’s the gist of everything that happened.

“Great idea washing down the vomit with wine, Cipher,” she said when they finally got to the topic of last night.

“Hey, it worked for me!”

“But my brain feels like it’s about to explode.”

“Drunk talk is just weird…”

“Well, at least we now know how it feels—“

“No, please, stop right there, I’m going to melt of shame! I’m ashamed of myself!” Mabel covered her red face.

Bill laughed, wincing once, and then continued laughing.

But Mabel didn’t find it funny. On another day maybe she might have but now, knowing Dipper is having an affair with this man… this man that he might love…

Bill stopped now, confused as to why Mabel wasn’t laughing with him.

“Did…did Dipper,” she chewed her lip, it’s now or never, I guess. “…Is he in love with you..?” There goes the question, and the words I can’t take back. Mabel was preparing for the painful answer, like expecting a slap from someone. “Did he say he was in love with you?”

“Dipper is a complicated person to understand but I know when the both of you are pretending…”

Mabel just looked at him. Where is he going with this?

“I’m fine with it though, the sex is great and I love you both. But I know Dipper doesn’t feel what he thinks he feels with me. He’s a good liar, your brother; he could even lie to himself.”

Mabel waited for her hangover to pass. They watched some Sherlock movies and the television series, because Bill was currently hooked with it. (He even got the books.) For lunch, she treats Bill (as a thank you and a bribe never to tell Dipper) to a new café she found while driving to Dipper’s office yesterday. Bill knew that more bribes are coming his way for the next few days, and he’s sure he’ll be enjoying them.

When Mabel got in her car, Bill knocked on her window and she rolled it down.

Bill never thought of it as gross. He thought of it as unfortunate. They were in love, and that shouldn’t have been wrong. But in his beloved twins’ case, society said it was. It was sad.

“He still loves you, you know?”

Mabel cried the whole trip home.