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avataroft4t · 7 months
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bottoms (2023)
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canisalbus · 10 months
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I noticed you've been making more art of Machete and Vasco after they met again as adults - is this canon? Do they get to rekindle their friendship after all, or is it still brief and bittersweet? (I love your characters and art, btw!)
Thank you! I'm glad you like them!
It's canon, I believe. After their confusing and apprehensive friends-to-lovers involvement ended in their early 20's, their paths end up crossing again unexpectedly in their mid 30's and things gradually grow from there.
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figofswords · 4 months
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wow I didn’t think reblogging that tea post and then seeing people’s tags would deal me such strong psychic damage. come over I can fix you I can find a tea you will like. “I don’t like tea” how can you say that as a blanket statement when there are so many vastly different kinds of tea. head in hands
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thebirdandhersong · 2 days
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Lol. Lol. Lol.
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nelyoslegalteam · 2 months
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I don’t know murdoc but I still want to know!! hit us with #7: what do they smell like?
black tea. bergamot. lavender. vanilla. maybe just a little bit of orange blossom.
... it's london fog. murdoc smells like london fog to me. specifically london fog made with lavender earl grey. i imagine he wouldn't use perfumes or scented oils or anything like that on himself - that's far too much sensory input - but he creates and blends brews of tea. so i imagine he smells like his craft, as one tends to do.
it helps not only that he likes the smell of tea, but that he always has tea on him, or at least in arm's reach. tea is comforting to him. tea scents are comforting, good sensory input. and you never know when you might need to brew up a nice, warm cup for someone who needs it.
so yeah lmao boy's got tea leaves in his pockets. at least he smells good kjdhfdskjsm.
and thank you so much for indulging me!!! since you've said you don't know him - murdoc is my hobbit bard player character in @potatoobsessed999's tolkienverse d&d campaign, the mirkwood campaign!! i've uh. talked about him quite a bit, if you want to check this out. or this. or this. x3
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the-meme-monarch · 1 year
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i have a hot tea suggestion if thats alright. feel free to disregard! but my personal favorite is irish breakfast (steeped for 3 minutes, i use loose leaf though so maybe tea bags are different) with two teaspoons of honey and a little bit of milk (if youre lactose intolerant you can skip the milk or use soy or lactose free milk. i think the other milk alts change the flavor too much). edit to taste.
im also a big iced tea fan but this is essentially the only hot tea i drink if i can help it
OOOH yknow i realized all the hot teas I’ve ever had were like. flower flavors. hibiscus/lavender/chamomile/ etc. maybe that’s why i don’t like the taste of them. i do try to put milk (not in the hibiscus, too acidic, it curdles the milk) and sugar in my tea now bc like as a kid tea was reserved for “you are sick and need a hot beverage, no milk or sugar” and it was miserable but now I Can Do What I Want. I’ll have to try irish breakfast w your recommendations though !
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radicarian · 9 days
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Even if everything else in my garden fails this year, the first harvest is IN and it is DANDELION ROOTS
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ask-october-fox · 2 years
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Finally getting to some actual questions to answer! Time is a strange thing when you are only living it for one month each year. Tho for me, the gap between Octobers doesnt always feel so long, but im sure you all of you, it must feel so much longer.
As for the gaining of new tails, can you believe that it isnt some flashy and amazing display!? Of course, I did have some trouble trying to figure out how to 'place' my 3rd tail- you might notice that sometimes it can be a little 'rebellious', haha! Granted I really dont know what im going to do when I get the 4th!...or 5th.... 6th....7th.........
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asheanon · 10 months
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Vincent Valentine running a tea shop.
— For @/Carendsyaz1 (on Twitter)
From: Ask Box Writing Prompt Game
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📖 It's Tea Story Time...
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At low volume, a strangely familiar tune can be heard playing from within. Though soft and slightly somber, there was something almost bewitching about its sound. For those who felt themselves inquisitive enough to stop by or simply take a little peek inside, the melody often served to pull them in. And if it wasn't enough to keep them there, then another provocation of the senses surely would.
While the space wasn't necessarily sizeable, it was made good use of. The interior was largely cast in black, embellished with mahogany trim and other forms of furniture and decor. Rows of shelves lined the walls - all of which were lined themselves with boxes and tins containing loose leaf tea blends. In one corner, what could best be described as "Victorian Gothic-esque" tea sets were made available with respective displays. In another, a variety of delectable baked goods could be found. It was sleek, elegant and dark. Pardoning some splashes of color, at least.
A modest collection of carmine roses and other fair forms of flower were scattered about and presented daintily, accenting the shelves and countertops. While these floral arrangements were far from abundant, oddly, their fragrance seemed to prove stronger than their number. It dared to puzzle you. Before your curiosity got the better of you, however, a door behind the counter opened.
A gentleman with long raven hair, partly obscured by a headband of a similar shade, emerged with a tray in hand. Following him, a wave of an even stronger rendition of the botanical scent wafted towards you. With a lean figure complimented by a cobalt dress shirt and black dress pants, it was soon made apparent to you... He was tall, dark and... well... he was a pretty handsome fellow too. Had it not been for the metallic shimmer of his silver tray, golden arm and rather pallid complexion, he threatened to blend right into the walls. What's that? Golden arm? Why, but of course!
Donned upon his left arm was a metal gauntlet bearing a golden sheen - large, clawed and unlike anything you had ever seen an employee in your local area wear. Its peculiarity begot intrigue.
He carefully sat the tray down upon the furthest counter, retrieving a pinch of something red, then another of something violet, dropping them both into a small metal infuser. It was then that he noticed he was no longer alone.
"Welcome." He offered a simple greeting. A moment was spared as an electric kettle was given power before he turned to face you. You were met with dark crimson eyes.
For whatever reason, you felt oddly compelled to purchase a lemon raspberry scone in particular... this same compulsion drove you to remark on the "heavenly aroma" just as well. And, as was made evident, there appeared to be a tea in the making right before your very eyes... so, naturally, one would only speculate what manner of tea it could it be, right? Right! Between the redolence and an innate sense of wonder, understandably, you found yourself pressed enough to ask about it.
Logging your order, the man then offered you a subtle nod and an even subtler smile. One that was easily missed. He retrieved a box from nearby, handing it off to you with the assurance it was a similar blend. It was titled "Rose On The Grey."
Clearly, it contained flowers; rose petals and lavender blossoms deemed safe for consumption, but it also bore black tea layered with hints of vanilla and bergamot. In essence, it was a blend of traditional Earl Grey with mostly floral additions.
"Goes well with cream and sugar." He added.
As you seemed preoccupied enough via examining the tea box's contents, he excused himself a moment more, tending to the now well heated kettle. He placed the infuser into a decorative black teacup, moderately gilded. It was one of two, now.
"Would you like a sample?"
Uh, yes. You would like a sample. In fact, when he inquired whether or not you would like any additives, you insisted that it be prepared the way he would personally prepare it. To your delight, he was willing to oblige.
The lull in time placed between the present and preparing two teacups worth of specialty tea felt to pass by effortlessly. A small, intricate table made for two beckoned you over. You took a seat with your scone and the box of tea that was not quite yours (yet,) but you felt compelled to let it accompany you nonetheless. Additional details within the shop catered to the eye as you waited.
"Here." Eventually, an elegant little cup of piping hot tea was presented to you, complete with the recommended amounts of both cream and sugar. Despite the somewhat impassive fashion in which it was bestowed upon you, you can tell it was made with love. Your intuition told you so.
Lightly blowing at the steam, you boldly went in for a sip - only to be stopped with a small "mm-mm." He had his back turned to you, returning to the counter. Had he heard you? How did he know?
The man insisted that you wait just a minute or two more, lest you burn your tongue. It was as if stories of visiting tea-samplers previous to you told themselves in the way he handled the situation. Fine, you would wait...
... But when you were done waiting, it was all yours. The revered first sip of the dark, mysterious shopkeeper's tea - of which seemed just as dark and mysterious, yet sweet as he.
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canisonicscrewyou · 10 months
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Okay y’all have more time to do this one since it’s for tomorrow night:
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Nienna's halls are very much like her brother's, but meant for the living. They are peaceful and dark and quiet and tend to be a little bit cold. This isn't a problem, however, as she also has the softest blankets and fantasy-hoodie-equivalents that you have ever felt in your life. Perfect for burritoing into and dragging around like a cape when you go in search of snacks. Vaire makes them for her, as well as truly incredible numbers of handkerchiefs.
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gxlden-angels · 1 year
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If you're currently at home, pretending to be a good little christian despite the internal conflict, I see you. If you're on your own for the first time, I see you. If you feel guilty either way, I see you.
Shit's fucked! But it does eventually get easier
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esspurrr · 1 year
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whats everyones favorite tea
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mothfinite · 3 months
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i also wanna try and develop my cr s/is backstories more but idk where to start..... auauauau
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friendball-irl · 1 year
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Do any of your Pokemon have a really weird obsession with a type of food that doesn't really make sense for them?
I've talked about Bass laser-focusing on my breadsticks every time I have them, but Wake has something even more out there.
Wake practically demands to have an Motostoke Fog every Wednesday morning. I let him try mine once when he was Oshawott and he's never stopped asking for them, specifically on Wednesday mornings.
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nonbinarymlm · 1 year
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Mmmh staying up and hearing to the rain outside as I drink lavender tea and listen to an audiobook with my boyfriend. I pick out books I've heard before that I know we would enjoy listening to together and I love hearing his thoughts and commentary. Life is good. Figuring out how to socially consume books with my partner has been a wonderful domestic adventure.
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