Sometimes I read a tma fic that has the tea martin is serving be like some...fancy herbal or floral stuff.
My dude, come here for a second-
This is a workplace in England. It is Tetley. It is PG Tips. It is yorkshire gold.
It is NOT ginger hibiscus or green tea or fuscia with parma violets. it is a cuppa. It is a regular ass cuppa tea with some milk in it. Maybe some sugar.
Serving unprompted herbal tea to a coworker is a violent act of hatred. It is a decree of warfare.
Your boss asks you to make them a cuppa and you put Ginseng Green Sea Buckthorn tea on their desk? You are telling them you hate their guts. You are letting them know that you think they are the worst person on Earth.
I'm so sorry, I'm absolutely losing it. I went to my neighbor's today to find out what I would need to do to care for their puppy this weekend, and This Fucking Thing appeared ajgldfkjhfg she is a turkey hen. you know, the birds who quite famously look like this
with no feathers on their heads, or very little, mostly along the spine/top of the head... and this gal just rocks up with not only a LITTLE bit of feathering, but almost completely covered. Even her WATTLE had feathers.
I'mc rying
i said, what the hell is going on here? and they were like
Alright so u know the scene where Smaug opens an eye under the treasure and it’s all the party can see of him bc he’s sleeping under there.
This is what sand boas look like. And they burrow under the sand and are ambush predators. And they are reptiles. Like Smaug. Do you see where I am going with this
ive been sitting on this idea for the pawn au for so long n last night i was asked to make some fluff of the Angst Supreme au so uh. this is way way lower effort than it should be but at least its smthn ig skjdfhsdjkfhsdf
i forget who it was who coined the term 'gigachad Eclipse' on my blog but fam i think abt u and ur brilliant brain every day. ur a gift to this world
Jack: Van Helsing and I, the definitely-for sure canniest minds of the team, are keeping a close watch on Mina for signs of too much visible vampiritis. If her teeth get too pointy we'll sadly have to break out the stake and saw maneuver, as his been discussed and demonstrated to the entire group via Lucy and our Dracula plans. Thank goodness Harker is totally oblivious to our suspicions! Isn't that right, Harker?
Jonathan 'Spent Two Months in Vampire Hell, Fresh from Watching All His Allies Swear to Murder His Wife If She Got Too Dracula'd, Has Been Sleeping with Said Wife Every Day/Night, Has Not Let Go of His Giant Fuckoff Knife Since October 3rd' Harker, whetting the kukri until it's an atom wide as he casually takes stock of everyone's throats: No sir :) Haven't even the tiniest inkling :)
Jack: Excellent, you just keep those cold hands steadily sharpening that knife and stay ignorant to our tragic-wise machinations