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shame-is-a-wasted-emotion · 1 year

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#Chris colfer #Kurt hummel #kurt fanart #Kurt hummel fanart #Tea with Kurt #Enjoy your tea!#toonme

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lavendersartistry · 3 days

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"Cat Got Your Tongue?"

SpellCasters AU / Critter Magic AU - @onyxonline

I LOVE HER DESIGN BUT SHE IS SUCH A BISH IN LORE AAAAAA-

SpellCasters now has their official rockstar! Except they're like Regina George. Meet Ginger K, the Arcane Realm's kumiho fella and fellow demoness like Eve!

There's much lore to talk about them so send in an ask to get to know them a lil before heavy SpellCasters lore hits

Unfiltered ver. of art:

#oc art | deer tea time #mutuals | sillies online #mutual: onyxonline #spellcasters au #critter magic au #ginger k #ginger k - spellcasters au #THE BELOATHED #LOVE EM BUT IM LIKE YOUS A BISH #she can be your angle or your deivl #ENJOY HER #HE OFF TO BE THE BAD BISH ROCKSTAR #note: ginger is genderfluid and uses all pronouns

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handweavers · 2 months

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hey this is so random but im visiting kl for a few days with friends do u have any recommendations for cool art places, museums, mamak stalls !! (nw if u dont or dont want to, have a great day boss)

- national textiles museum in the city centre has my heart, but muzium negara is also lovely

- nasi kandar rasmeena on jalan bangsar is excellent mamak, seriously so good

- laksa kg baru on jalan raja alang in chow kit is 🙏🏽 dayang sarawak corner on jalan suasa in sungai besi is also excellent

- feeka coffee in bukit bintang is great if you want a nice sit down place with food. marmalade in bangsar village 2 is lovely for brunch but expensive. for coffee chains i like coffee bean and tea leaf & old town coffee (the latter is malaysian-owned)

- for art galleries: galeri prima, ur-mu, wei-ling, ilham, and arthouse gallery museum are all nice to visit, check what they have on when you're coming

- if you like art supplies, art friend in the gardens mall at midvalley is the best art supply shop i've found in kl so far.

- typo at pavilion klcc is a great stationery shop, they have other storefronts elsewhere too

- czip+ by cziplee on jalan telawi 3 is also an awesome art supply and stationery shop, they have another location in bangsar village 2 they opened recently but the one on jalan telawi 3 is bigger

- kinokuniya at pavilion klcc is a massive 2 storey bookstore, books in many languages (english, japanese, and local ones), tons of stationery as well as manga and comics. the manga and comics section alone is bigger than some bookstores i've been in. you could spend all day walking around in here

- for night markets, petaling street is the obvious one but if you want one that's less touristy check out the pudu glutton street night market or the one in chow kit kampung baru. lots of awesome food but less tourists n souvenir shops

#hope u enjoy your time in kl 🥳❤️#oh and in case u arent msian tealive is the local boba tea chain and its great

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it-happened-one-fic · 11 months

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Congrats on 300! Glad your writing is finding an audience. I'd be happy to submit a request for your event! Can I have TWST, Earl Grey tea and Angel Food Cake? Thank you!

Thank you so much for the congratulations! I recognized your name as soon as I go this request from the various comments you've made on my fics and it made me so happy! I hope you enjoy this Earl Grey Tea and Angel Food Cake fic!

A Pretty Good Choice – Floyd

Type: Gender-neutral reader/ fluff/ romantic/ Earl Grey Tea and Angel Food Cake prompt

Word Count: 1922 words

Azul had come scrambling into Ramshackle, his pale blue eyes bright as he looked at me with raw excitement and a certain level of smugness that often seemed to come with success when one was dealing with Azul.

“I’ve done it! I’ve found a way to keep you here!” He stated those words with utter pride, which had me practically dropping Grim in shock.

In truth, we’d discovered that I couldn’t stay in Twisted Wonderland due to my status as a foreign entity. Crowley had been utterly delighted when he’d explained it to me.

“You see? I have, of course, been looking into the matter, and, as it turns out, we need not worry about sending you home! Rather, you will be sucked back into your world before long simply because you aren’t originally from Twisted Wonderland and have nothing to hold you here.”

His words had been a heavy blow because I’d become quite attached to the people here and to the friends I’d made quite some time ago. I no longer wanted to return home. Especially since I had no clue about what awaited me.

Everyone I knew, even my family, could be convinced I was dead and had probably already moved on, considering how long I’d been here.

To reappear now would throw everyone’s lives, including mine, into disarray. I wouldn’t even know how to explain what had happened, and I was almost positive that no one would believe me.

“Crowley told you it was just a matter of not being tied to this world, right?” Azul’s questioning dragged me out of my thoughts and back to the present. Causing me to nod even though I felt totally out of my depth.

“Yeah… He said that since there was nothing to hold me here, this world would eventually eject me.” Even the words tasted wrong, but I forced myself to remain in the moment.

Azul had said he’d found a way to keep me here. So maybe, just maybe, there really was a way.

I watched as the housewarden pushed his glasses up in what I could only call a smug manner, “Well then. All you have to do is get married.”

I gaped up at the young man as Grim let out a shocked yowl that perfectly matched my thoughts.

Azul rolled his eyes at both of our reactions and gestured for me to follow him, “Come with me. I’ll explain on the way to the Mostro Lounge.”

And explain he did.

Apparently, I would be entering into a contract with someone else that would be officiated by Azul and would essentially serve as an arranged marriage contract.

“You won’t actually be marrying someone, and should you find a partner who you wish to be with, you will be promptly released from the contract to marry that person. This is just a measure to keep you in this world,” Azul pushed open the door to his lounge as he finished smoothly.

I nodded slowly before frowning slowly, “And the matter of payment?”

Azul’s hand went to his chest in a feigned shock, “You think I would make you pay for such a service? Angelfish, I’m doing this to help you out of this truly unfortunate situation you’ve found yourself in. Let your partner-to-be handle the payment.”

So whoever was in this contract with me would be handling the payment… Well, Azul had said before that I had nothing of interest to offer him.

“And who is this partner-to-be?” At my words, Azul stopped. A genuine frown appearing on his face as he twisted to better face me.

“That’s the problem at hand. I brought you here to go ahead and sign the contract, but you’ll need to find a willing partner.” He looked back at me, worry shining slightly in his eyes in a way that reminded me that he was actually doing this because he cared.

Because I’d befriended the octatrio shortly after Azul’s overblot, and since then they’d been far more genuinely benevolent, though they did still like to be repaid for their kindness whenever possible.

“So I’ll be looking for someone willing to enter into an arranged marriage contract and foot the bill for your services?” My tone sounded wavering and uncertain to even my own ears, but Azul simply waved off my concerns, his own way of being comforting I supposed, before gesturing for me to sit at a table.

“You have plenty of close friends; I’m sure you’ll find someone willing. Just sit down, and I’ll be right back with the contract.” He twisted on his heel, looking towards the bar, “Floyd!”

At Azul’s call, the lanky young man in question looked up. His expression was initially one of boredom until he spotted me, at which time his eyes brightened.

It was odd that he hadn’t noticed me the moment I’d stepped into the room. Normally Floyd was almost inhumanly fast when it came to noticing my presence.

In fact, he’d often appear by my side with a smile on his face and my nickname on his lips before I’d even managed to spot him in the crowd.

“Get them something to drink while they wait,” After giving his orders, Azul glanced back over his shoulder at me with a grin on his face that told me he’d thought of something to sweeten the deal.

“Don’t worry, it’ll be on the house for today. Think of it as a celebration.” With only those words, he strolled off, not even giving me a chance to object.

And even if I had wanted to object, Floyd was already strolling over with a smile on his face as he whipped out a notepad and clicked his ink-pen in preparation, “What’ll it be, Shrimpy? I recommend something expensive since Azul is paying.”

I smiled slightly at his advice before shaking my head slightly, "How about something light… or maybe something to calm my nerves?”

I pondered my order out loud and got to watch as Floyd’s smile disappeared and a frown appeared in its place.

He sat his notepad down on the table and slid into the booth across from me, “What’s wrong? Having second thoughts about staying already? That’s no good, Shrimpy.”

Despite his light-hearted phrasing, Floyd’s tone was filled with something I was less used to. Concern.

Both his worry and questions startled me, causing my eyes to go wide before I shook my head vehemently, “No! No! Not at all. I definitely want to stay; it's just….”

I trailed off as I considered the situation that now lay before me, “It’s just that marriage seems so sudden. I haven’t considered it at all, and I certainly can’t think of anyone to ask to enter into this contract with me.”

I shifted awkwardly in my seat as Floyd’s gaze seemed to all but drill into me. Pushing me for answers and forcing me to sort through my own thoughts, “I mean, who would want to be in an arranged marriage contract, much less with me? And that’s not even considering the matter of paying Azul.”

The more I thought about it, the more it felt like I’d exchanged one massive issue for one slightly smaller but still very difficult problem. What made it worse was that if I didn’t find anyone, I would be back at square home.

Getting sucked back into my world even though I knew I wanted to stay here. Because I had people I cared for here. Floyd, Azul, Deuce, Ace, Grim… And that was only listing a small few of a very large number.

Floyd tilted his head, staying silent as Azul reappeared with a glowing yellow contract in his hand and a smile on his face. Or at least there was a smile on his face before he spotted Floyd sitting at the table that had no drink on it.

“Floyd, I thought I told you to get them a drink?” Floyd waved off Azul, eliciting a sigh from the housewarden before his smile returned, though gentler this time.

“Here Angelfish. You’ll just need to sign here,” He pointed at a dotted line as he laid the paper in front of me before offering me a pen.

I paused, hesitating before letting the pen’s tip touch down and I started carefully signing my name.

I had a myriad of concerns, but I had to at least try. Even if I couldn’t think of anyone, someone may yet show up who’d be willing to enter into this contract with me. Though who that was I had no clue.

I had barely pulled the pen away from the paper before Floyd had reached out, deftly spinning the paper so that it faced him.

“Floyd?” I questioned him aloud, but he didn’t answer. Instead, he continued on about his business, and I soon received his wordless explanation in the form of his signature on the dotted line right next to mine.

Me and Azul gawked at him as he nonchalantly unclicked his pen and pocketed it. Azul looked from the paper to Floyd and then over to me, while Floyd just grinned at me, completely unperturbed.

“Floyd, are…” I stumbled across my words, causing the grin on Floyd’s face to only grow as I fumbled, “Are you sure? This is an arranged marriage contract, you know? And-”

“I’m like you, Shrimpy~ I hadn’t put a lot of thought into marriage either.” His tone was a happy one as he leaned down until his arms were crossed on the table with his head resting against them as he continued to look up at me.

“But I like you, so if I had to get married, I think you’d be a pretty good choice. Doncha think?” His smile softened ever so slightly as he looked up at me, and I felt myself go still, my eyes widening as I looked down at him.

Half of me was still surprised by his impulsive decision, but the other half of me was beyond touched and even a little flustered as I looked across the table at the young man, who, I couldn’t deny, was one of the main reasons I wanted to stay in Twisted Wonderland.

I found myself smiling at him, fondness creeping into my tone as I answered him at last, “And I certainly can’t complain about this arrangement either.”

Floyd outright grinned at my words, sitting up and even leaning forward a bit with his excitement. His gaze was almost expectant, like he knew I had more to say.

And, to be fair, I did. Because how could I not when he’d just solved my issues with a single signature, “Thank you, Floyd.”

Azul let out a sigh at my soft words, shaking his head a little even though he had the slightest of smiles on his face as he looked between the two of us, “Then the two of you are sure?”

I looked up at him, nodding with a smile still on my face, as Floyd bobbed his head cheerfully and responded in his customary sing-song tone, “Absolutely.”

Azul looked down at the contract, still smiling, as he signed his own name on the only remaining line, sealing the deal and causing it to light up with a brilliant flash of magic as he worked his signature spell. “Well, I suppose there’s only one thing left to do then.”

He looked up at both of us as he finished, “We just need to tell Jade that he now has a sister-in-law.”

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rosiethedragongeek · 8 months

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I just like don't understand what people who don't watch/obsess over HTTYD (especially the shows) do all day. What do you THINK ABOUT if not the gang's relationships w eachother and their dragons, or the HTTYD ost or play moments from the movies and shows over and over in your head or how much you WISH you could ride a dragon (and which one you would ride) like?????? What do you WATCH if not RTTE over and over and over and over and over and over again?

#like if the movies/shows are available to you and you haven't watched them like #just do it #i'm half joking about this btw #like people have different tastes in media #and rob/dob/rtte won't be everyone's cup of tea #but like it is so DISTINCTLY mine in every single imagineable way #i enjoy it so much and it hits me so hard #that like it's hard to imagine not even like #liking it #yk?#how to train your dragon #riders of berk #defenders of berk #race to the edge #httyd #rob #dob #rtte #rosie's httyd brainrot

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maiuoart · 1 month

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"Breathe Me In"

Just a personal piece that always has popped up with Mutt

That smoke isn't man-made; It's magical.

Each color has it's theory, each smoke has it's own remedy for a Soul. Some can be toxic, like man-made; But some can be good for ones Soul. A lot of my personal HC's have it as a remedy for any of the Papyrus of any AU that smokes.

But, ✨magical smokes✨

#Maiuo #MaiuoART #Swapfell Red #Swapfell #Swapfell Red Papyrus #SFR!Papyrus #Swapfell Papyrus #Swapfell Red MuttxOC #TW; Drugs #TW; Smoking #I'm not going to twigger warn for many other stuff.#If it's not your tea; Walk away.#Otherwise; Thanks for enjoying ♥

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yardsards · 1 year

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a pet headcanon of mine is that after they're done with the sigil removal, emira expands her horizons and starts studying the psychological side of healing, pulling in some resources from the human realm and combining it with boiling isles methods (i imagine the field of psychology in the boiling isles, while existent, was often pushed aside as just a lesser branch of the healing coven back when belos was in charge. i do imagine there's often magic like the memory tweezers involved)

and i imagine she ends up focusing in on like, art therapy and self-expression, because she knows how important that can be, after having her individuality stifled so hard when she was young

#eliot posts #toh #the owl house #emira blight #canon gave us so little on her compared to her siblings and i feel A Need to expand on her because of that lol #also i like the idea that she does still enjoy illusion magic and focuses more on the artistic/creative side of it #she also gets into non-magical art at some point #<idk if that hc came from me or f1ddlyb1ts or if we both came up w it independently but it's included in one of their fics #and then i think she explores writing some and even a bit of music and bard magic #projecting my ''cannot stick to just one creative hobby'' here #raine mentors her because if amity can get lilith and edric can get eda then emira should get raine #also all of the blight kids have formed a good relationship with darius as their probably future stepdad #but emira especially vibes with him #like ''hey dad i'm going for manicures and bubble tea with your boyfriend. i'll be back by seven''#boiling isles bubble tea has eyeballs instead of tapioca‚ naturally

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hussyknee · 27 days

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Whenever Brits are like "tea is our national drink, our culture, our personality, our mental health" I think of our hill country blanketed in a patchwork quilt of human suffering and ongoing violent colonialism and want to smash all their tea cups. Your genocidal leaf juice is nothing to be proud of. The present day tea pluckers are the descendants of the Indians you enslaved and they still live in unthinkable poverty in the line houses you built to house them like cattle. The families whose farmlands you robbed have been starving for generations. Every sip of your leaf juice is soaked in blood and you drink it like vampires.

Tea will never belong to you. It's our legacy of grief, and your shame.

Drink your tea and shut the fuck up.

#sri lanka #'but my parents were immigrants!' 'and you're living in a genocidal country that's still sucking the marrow from the global south. so.'#'but my parents were indians!' 'ok? drink your chai and think about the stateless south indian tea pluckers? what is your point?'#if you live in britain you enjoy the fruits of its empire even if you're at the bottom of the food chain #that's why middle class Asians and Africans migrate to europe even if it means they have to earn a living on minimum wage #you can't share a race and country with sue braverman and tell me that your origins can make you any less complicit #british culture #tea #british empire #colonialism #british colonialism #colonization #extractive colonialism #tourism #capitalism #indigenous rights #indian ocean slavery #slavery #white supremacy #knee of huss #food culture #cash crops #monoagriculture #ecocide

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boinday · 18 days

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Is The Water Dog a poly romance by any chance?

The Water Dog................ is a gothic horror with romantic elements :) I am not going to tell you what those elements are because I want people to read them when the book is finished :)

#asks #but........... if you enjoy my other romantic stories #then it stands to reason this may also be your cup of tea

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capsensislagamoprh · 2 months

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Head cannon central.

As you know, I love the idea that Otabek comes from that OLD money. You'd have to look to see the signs, but they are there. So when he comes to stay with Yuri in his new apartment on a long visit, he low key puts things in there Yuri deserves, but would never get for himself.

One of said things? Yuri uses those Lipton tea bags in a cardboard box that's only good for poisoning your tulips and perhaps making long island iced. He says nothing, just suffers thrugh until Yuri has to go do something like ballet class.

Otabek goes shopping, with mutual agreement, so they can cut two birds with one skate. He gets all the things, including tea. He gets no less than eight of those fancy metal tins with different types of tea in each. The ones with like, twelve, maybe twenty silk pouches with fragrant blooms, herbs, and spices. Yuri is not ready for loose leaf, let alone custom blends. And he gets one very large box of cheep assed Lipton, because if that's what Yuri wants, that is what Yuri gets.

Yuri doesn't understand. Tea is tea. Until he sits with Otabek, watching movies, curled up under the same blanket, and smells the cinnamon and cream coming from Otabek's cup. When he thinks Otabek is not looking he steals a sip. Otabek goes to make himself a new cup. He's not getting that one back.

Yuri goes to dance class next week with a cherry blossom and honey tea in his reusable to go cup. Lilia starts to dig into him about coffee and how its not acceptable. Yuri explains it's tea, perhaps a little to enthusiastically. He promises to bring Lilia a cup tomorrow so she can try it too.

Next time Otabek drives Yuri to dance class. He's got the tea for Lilia. As he hands her a bag full of several metal tins with classical, elegant flavors, she sips from the cup Yuri gave her. It's almost enough to make up for that exhibition skate. Almost.

As Otabek stands off to the side, admiration for the art of ballet clear in the way he watches Yuri dance, or perhaps for her prized student himself, quietly saying he'd be happy to send her a subscription for whatever flavors she likes, or she can pick out ones she'd like to try - he'd like to make up for disappointing her all those years ago...

Then he tells her how he knew her, Yakov, and how he first met Yuri. She reluctantly agrees. Let it never be said she's above such fine gestures of recompense. Her time is valuable, after all.

When she gets home she tries the creamed earl grey. Perhaps he's not such a bad boy after all. Inflexible, yes, but there must be something to work with if he has taste like this.

The Lipton winds up staying in the cabinet for years. It makes Otabek smile every time he sees it. Unused, probably decayed to dust by now. They even move it into their new place. It only ever gets used on people Yuri doesn't like. Like his tutors, and that one time Victor pissed him off so much he wasn't speaking to him for weeks.

Otabek adds things. Yuri doesn't understand them, until he can't remember not using them always. Like when they curl up under the same blanket to watch movies with a cup of cinnamon cream tea.

#i am aware there is good Lipton tea.#I am specifically calling out that shit that SHOULD be good but you could kill your next life with #we have all come across that shit show of a box #YoI #Yuri on Ice #!!!#yuri plisetsky #otabek altin #otabek x yurio #otayuri #otayura #Lilia Baranovskaya #victor nikiforov #i am very sure everyone comes over to his house and he suddenly has less tea #Yuuri enjoys the tea #Otabek is best BF

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binah-beloved · 2 days

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Imagine there is an area in the library you and Binah often come to relax in. And you figured it would be nice to plant something in here to decorate it. And you just "happen" to also plant things she could use in tea making like lavender or mint.

Happy international tea day by the way.

i think the Library should have a greenhouse. just for fun

while the Library can technically manifest anything, it requires practice and a stable mind. fresh fruits and leaves and flowers don't do very well, so you've taken to growing your own after getting permission from Angela, scrounging a few seeds from around the Library and clearing out an empty room made of glass. it's slow going at first, with only a few sprouts to your name, but eventually your coworkers catch on and begin giving you any seeds they find and your garden begins flourishing. small tables appear for people to sit at and enjoy the foliage, inhaling the scent of herbs and flowers. you bring occasional bundles of tea supplies to Binah with a broad smile, saying that you had extra, and she looks at you with soft dark eyes and carefully takes them from your hand, brushing her hand against yours

you start finding packets of seeds waiting for you at a table in the corner of the room, tied with a silky black bow and accompanied by a steaming hot cup of tea, always in whatever blend you happened to give Binah that week

#project moon #lobotomy corp #library of ruina #binah #binah lobcorp #binah library of ruina #alas i missed the actual international tea day #but this still counts #i drink tea a lot so everyday could be tea day for me #i need to get a fancy teacup to drink tea out of #binah eventually comes to visit you and sit at one of the tables #the room is always warm and full of sunlight #she enjoys watching you garden during sunset #the fleeting rays of light casting a glow over your face

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