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oraclemilf · 2 years

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DREAM SMP LORE DISCOURSE ASK GAME

/rp send me an ask with an emoji corresponding with a hot button dsmp lore discourse topic and I'll give my take on the matter.

👨‍❤️‍👨 - Are Beeduo a healthy relationship?

👨‍👩‍👦‍👦 - Does the DSMP have a population outside the streamers?

🐺 - Should Wilbur get a redemption arc?

🙂 - Should Dream get a redemption arc?

❤️‍🔥 - Is Sapnap a liar?

🤩 - Should Karlnapity be endgame?

🗡 - Was Phil killing Wilbur justified?

😈 - Is Quackity a villainous character?

💚 - Is Dream morally gray?

🏛 - Should Pandora's Vault be destroyed?

🧭 - Was Tubbo right to exile Tommy?

🪓 - Was the Butcher Army justified in hunting down Technoblade?

🌟 - Was Technoblade justified in executing Tubbo?

🐷 - Is Technoblade a good anarchist?

🥸 - Did Staged Finale negatively impact Punz/Tommy's character arc?

🧠 - Is Dream obsessed with Tommy?

💏 - Is TNTduo /r?

👼 - Should Friend/Shroud/Michael/Fran be off limits for greifing?

🎉 - Did Tommy betray Technoblade at the Green Festival?

🔲 - Is Ranboo willingly working with Dream?

⚔️ - Are the Syndicate doing the right thing?

🍪 - Should Tubbo have given away the Cookie Outpost?

🦝 - Do Crimeboys have a toxic Dynamic?

🧨 - Who is most at fault for November 16th?

🪦 - Should L'manberg have been destroyed?

💀 - Doomsday... just... anything about Doomsday.

THIS IS FOR POLITE LORE DISCOURSE. IF YOU USE THIS FOR CC NEG/TO BULLY PEOPLE IM STEALING SOMETHING FROM YOUR HOUSE !!

#dsmp discourse #dsmp doomsday #dream smp #ask game #oh tea #oracles prophesies

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inkyquince · 8 months

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I just had to explain to tea what wincest was and now I gotta go make tortellinis to get over it

#anyway my masters course syarts next month :3 #quinceyeasyspeaky #oh tea

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haven-gum-rockrose · 1 year

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3000 posts!

#Oh tea

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itsthegirlinthebowtie · 1 year

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It's my 6 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳

#tumblr milestone #6 year tumblrversary #oh tea #I have been here a long time #and this is only for this blog #my other one is even older #:o #leah rants

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cometrose · 2 months

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zhongli is so fucking funny when hes avoiding people like venti last year and neuvillette this year he can’t catch a break he moves like they’re his ex husbands 😭

#zhongli #venti #neuvillette #genshin impact #locking people out of a restaurant or discreetly getting some tea #HE WORKS HARD TO KEEP HIS PEACE #zhongli in a bucket of tea leaves: quickly traveler are they gone #venti and neuvi zhongli’s ex husband and zhongli the man who can’t stay married to save his life is on the run #but has reconciled his differences with venti i believe! they are friends don’t get it twisted zhongli is just a shit #zhongli in the back of restaurant: traveler PLEASE do not tell my ex husbands i’m here or im finished #he moves like a 5 time divorcee #zhongli next year: oh no my 4th ex husband is here during my annual nye party i have to hide!

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forestofsprites · 6 months

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making tea is so good. it's GREAT!! this brilliant little routine that yanks you out of a spiral, out of the mundane tasks befalling you, and forces you to do a couple little steps. just a few steps. you know how to do 'em, could probably do it upside down! and out of it? out of it you get a hot little beverage. fucking foolproof

#like oh yeah this assignment isn't actually the end all be all of my entire life. tea !#thoughts #and likewise for coffee enjoyers i should imagine

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brighteuphony · 1 month

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Sakura gets her first lesson in Genjutsu with Saeko. Based on the idea that humans have more than 5 basic senses (though there's no real science behind how many, with some saying 21, while others say up to 33).

Saeko is not actually a Hoshigaki- though they are very very distantly related. She is actually a Ningyo (mermaid) exiled from her coven, and living as a pariah, cursed to wander the earth, barred from the seas and rivers until she can get her pearl back.

As a mermaid-siren, she is intimately aware of the power of genjutsu (especially audial) and is a vicious teacher, forcing Sakura through rigorous training to teach her young charge how to understand and control her own senses/emotions before she attempts to do so on others.

Once again, thank you so much to everyone whose shown interest in this AU, you guys are giving me LIFE <3 <3. I'm so happy other people really feel that Sakura deserved a fighting chance. Together, we'll fix her!!!

#naruto #haruno sakura #saeko #baby's first genjutsu lesson #sakura learns how to perform tea ceremonies #if there's anything that would test her control it would be court customs #oh yeah did i mention we have covens in this AU?#we're pivoting from medic-nin to shaman-nin because no one told me i couldn't #I feel like Sakura could absolutely wreak havoc with people's sense of time space and gravity #me and unhinged women- name a more iconic duo i'll wait #coven!Sakura

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ctommyisnt · 1 year

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What on earth is going on in the house of commons

#Ranboo #tommyinnit #mcyt #oh my god #ranmail droppin tea #nellstuff #nellsays

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catcze · 7 months

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Spoilers for Wriothesley's backstory !! References to leaks of his backstory !!

When Wriothesley was younger and homeless on the streets of Fontaine, an orphan who ran from his foster home to fend for himself, there was no one for him to rely on. It was a dog-eat-dog world, and putting your trust in the wrong person could result in lying facedown in a ditch, just another casualty of the city.

Wriothesley was prepared to fight for himself for the rest of his life. Was prepared to sleep with one eye open, and ready to get stabbed in the back at any second. Everyone around him wouldn't cast him a second glance and wouldn't offer him a shred of help.

No one, maybe, except for you.

You were around his age— that much was evident from the first day he met you, when you found him crouched in an alleyway half-starved and soaked through by the rain. You were kind, if the umbrella you covered his head with was any indication. You had gotten soaked yourself, but you still smiled at him and told him to keep it, that he needed it more.

And lastly: you were born into good, good money. He found that out the next day when you bought him a packaged meal of warm meats and bread. Although he was hesitant to accept your kindness, cautious of what price you would attach to such a thing, the grumbling of his stomach won out and he finished the whole meal in less than five minutes. It was one of the best things he had ever tasted.

You said nothing as you sat beside him, uncaring of how the dirt of the sidewalk stained your clothes. When he was finished, you offered him a bottle of water. As he chugged it down, you gave him your first name, and when he hesitated to tell you his, you smiled and shook your head.

"It's fine, you don't have to tell me," you told him with a slight smile. And that was that.

From then on, you find him every few days at the same spot. He doesn't talk much, you discover, but he's always willing to listen to you talk. Anything under the sun— your lessons, your absent parents, the droves of socialites who try to butter you up with hollow words and false admiration— you can ramble about it for hours and hours and he'll sit beside you, interjecting on occasion, but generally letting you take the lead in conversation.

Once, you brought him a canister filled with tea, and watched as his eyes lit up at his first taste.

"This is some really good stuff," he told you, awe in his voice, already going for a second sip. You smile, seeing him so pleased.

"I'll bring you more next time. I'll try to make a different brew, too, to see if you'd like that even more."

When he gets scuffed from street fights, you're there to patch him up. Clumsily at first, with a furrowed brow and tangled strips of bandages, but you get better and better at it over time. He doesn't reject the help, and you don't scold him for getting hurt. It is times like these where your hands —only calloused by the grip of a pen and nothing more, unlike his that are so scarred and rough— make you both remember how different your worlds are.

One day, you go to the place you two had been meeting for nearly a year now, and it's empty. That's not particularly unusual— it's happened once or twice before where your friend couldn't make it, so it's no cause for concern. You merely leave the food and water in a little nook he had shown you before, and make your way home, hoping that he's alright and not too banged up.

When you get home, the maids and the butler all tell you of a recent incident that happened not too far away in the city— of an assault and a mangled body, of the perpetrator on death's door himself, barely rushed to the hospital in time. While you have dinner alone, they urge you to exercise caution if you go out tomorrow.

So you take heed of their words, bringing a new platter of food and hide small knife in your pocket as you head back to the same place yesterday. The food and water from before is still there, hidden in the little nook only the two of you know of.

Anxiety grips you, but you try to shake it off. You return the next day. And the next. And the next. Each day, the food you leave remains untouched every time.

You fear the worst after a week is up— you fear for his safety, for his health. You fear for the only genuine friend you had ever made, who had seen you as more than just your parents' only child. You don't leave your room for a week, poring over the newspaper and anything else you can get your hands on. The househelp thinks you're ill— and you are. You're sick with worry, sick with the late nights spent up as you stretch yourself thin trying to find something, anything about him. But when your parents learn of your seclusion, you're forced to give up your search. In the end, you're the only one left to remember the nameless boy with the soft smile and a love for tea.

It is years and years down the line. Wriothesley had been doing well as the administrator of the fortress— so much so that he had been invited to the Palais Mermonia to receive the title of Duke. He had barely managed to sidestep a grand investiture ceremony, instead opting to sign, take the relevant certificates, and be done with it.

When he enters the office of the Iudex, he's met with the man himself and a surprisingly familiar face. One that he had never forgotten, even on days where the ground threatened to crumble underneath him and the walls of his prison cell felt like they were closing in.

Your eyes blow wide, your grip on the documents threatening to rip the papers, and he doesn't miss the slight wobble in your lip as you gaze at him.

"Good afternoon, I'm pleased that you could join us," says the Iudex. He sweeps one hand in your direction. "This is one of our top attorneys,assigned to assist with the processing of your documents and certificates."

Wriothesley smiles, wider than he has in a long, long time, and reaches a hand out for you to grasp.

"Hi," he says, never taking his eyes on your face. He squeezes your hand and feels you tremble in his hold. "My name is Wriothesley. It's nice to meet you."

#astronetwrk #「 🐈‍⬛ 」 catcze.desserts #wriothesley x reader #genshin impact x reader #cw gn reader #Cw Genshin spoilers #Cw Genshin leaks #Wriothesley #genshin impact #When i tell you this started as a thought of 'oh what if the reader is the reason he likes tea so much'#and then. Next thing I know I've been sitting in my chair for half an hour typing this shit up.

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assaultvvyvern · 8 months

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#tag with any ship as ur hearts content #gael originals #yu gi oh #yugioh #yugioh duel monsters #duel monsters #mokuba kaiba #seto kaiba #yugi mutou #atem #katsuya jonouchi #joey wheeler #anzu mazaki #tea gardner

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oraclemilf · 1 year

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Not to be this person but like. Do Wednesday Addams haters dislike Wednesday Addam's character in the new show because she can be mean and callous or because she's an anti-social autistic coded GIRL. Just saying. <- they just saw a stupid ass post that pissed them off

#oh tea #wednesday #like sorry not sorry some of you cant handle weird grumpy protagonists with a grudge but a good heart if its not a man...

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fanfic-gremlin-ft-trauma · 7 months

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