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cryptid-called-ash · 1 year

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Judging you based off your favourite servamp character, but it’s the au characterization

(half demon of Harfall edition)

Mahiru: you have adhd and a god complex. you have a thing for goth e-boys. You’re either bi or pan. Also you dye your hair as a coping mechanism.

Kuro/Adam/Maddison: you’re a goth e-boy with no idea how to handle your own emotions. you have some serious issues that you are pretending don’t exist and mostly cope through work. You write exclusively in cursive and only 3 people can competently read your writing. You also your a bottom with a praise kink.

Tsubaki/the marked stranger: you have never looked at a map in your life and you aren’t about to start now. Your love language is memes about raccoons and you are desperate for familial love. You’re a massive crybaby.

Sakuya: you smoke weed to Girl in Red. All the family trauma baby! You have never had a single straight thought in your entire life and you unironically use tumblr speech in public.

Gear: your a dilf. You own at least one wine related suburban mum shirt. You accidentally became an adoptive father at some point.

Hugh/old child: you are willing to wait on hold for 5 hours, you are weirdly good at contacting people. You’re also a know-it-all and are proud of it.

Freya/the mother: you’re a cottagecore lesbian who wants a wife that bathes in the blood of her enemies.

Jeje/doubt doubt: you’re favourite Jane Austen character is Mr. Darcy. Also you have a thing for height difference.

Hyde/lawless: you’re bi and a theatre kid. You do not have a healthy relationship with your family and it shows. You have a favourite Shakespeare play (it’s hamlet and you run a ship blog for tragic danish boyfriends). Also religious kink.

Ildio/world end: you watch kitchen nightmares how others watch sports games. You have a lot of tattoos. You are either a himbo yourself or have a thing for himbos. 2am mac and cheese.

Snowlily/all of love: you don’t believe in gender. You’re pan or ace, there’s no in between. You don’t fully understand memes. You have incredible handwriting. You also have a praise kink.

Belphagor/sloth: you also have a god complex and accidentally adopted a child. You unironically say “kids these days”. You’re emo. You hate sweet alcohol, solid wine mum energy. You are a satanist and love your dead gay son.

Sensei/the man in grey: you automatically have your child privileges revoked. You don’t have a god complex so much as you genuinely believe that you are god. Sometimes “for science” is all the justification you need. You truly believe that you’re a good person. You’d completely destroy someone to get what you want and feel no remorse.

Stick around and maybe I’ll do a part 2

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popculty · 8 months

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House of Hammer 1.03 - "Follow the Money"

#the tea is scalding #rape culture #fuck armie hammer #tw rape mention #julia morrison #house of hammer #docuseries #tv #directed by women #filmed by women #orig

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rizuno · 9 months

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Liberal Redneck - Hollywood and the Summer of the Strike

#youtube #strike #sag aftra #liberal redneck #the tea is scalding

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carte-blanco · 1 year

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So Desmond Asmr has been making BIG MOVES AND I'M HERE FOR ALL OF IT!

If ANY of you Know Desmond Asmr, go ahead and slide into onto this post and account, I need to gossip, IMMEDIATELY😚🍵

#desmond asmr #the tea is scalding

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fictive-fodder · 2 years

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Congratulations on 100 followers!!! You deserve many many more <3 I was hoping you could write Painting Remus with "3 - things you didn't say at all" I'm in love with how you write him, thank you for being amazing!

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Hi! I’m glad you liked Painting because I’m taking advantage of your request to write….probably the angstiest thing I’ve ever written. I couldn’t fit in the story because the painter wasn’t there for this moment, but readers of Harry Potter were never given an explanation for what made Remus and Sirius stop trusting each other during the first wizarding war, and I’ve decided that the catalyst for their mistrust in one another was the letter Sirius sent to the painter after death eaters destroyed their muggle family. Sorry if you weren’t looking for angst, but here comes a tall order for it.

I feel like most of my fight scenes have been a little underwhelming, so I hope this one… whelms :D

You had been trying to sleep when you heard the sound of someone apparating. Adrenaline filled you as you jumped up, Sirius's letter in one hand, your wand in the other. Your best guess was that it has been four days since you had apparated into James and Lily's home. You were still wearing the same clothes, as you hadn't had anything else.

It was Remus.

You felt yourself go limp with relief at the sight of him. "Remus-" You breathed, taking a step closer. At first, Remus' expression mirrored yours, but as you stepped close he raised his wand towards you.

"What creature unlocked your door at Hogwarts?" He asked, voice low.

"What?" You drew back, eyes wide.

"Answer me!" Remus hissed, tightening his grip on his wand.

"Um- A, a rabbit? A little jack rabbit on the ring?" Your voice shook. It had been 6 months since you had last seen him but what startled you more was having never seen Remus look so intense. You had never before noticed how easily he could fill a room when utilizing his full height, how much space he could control.

Remus lowered his wand with a relieved sigh. He closed the distance between the two of you and pulled you into a tight embrace. Your mind was a mix of relief and despair, so grateful for the comfort while constantly being reminded of what had happened.

"Where are we going?" You asked, looking up at him.

Remus's face softened momentarily. You felt his hand come up to hold your jaw. He looked into your eyes, frowning slightly, before his gaze fell to the letter in your hand. "What is that?"

"Sirius wrote me." You replied, gripping the letter tighter. "To let me know that I should expect someone soon."

"Sirius?" Remus repeated, his voice hardening. He looked as if he was about to ask something more, but thought better of it and turned to the wall behind him. "Alice, Frank!" He called out, tapping his wand on the wall. "We're ready."

At the tap of Remus' wand, an archway appeared, opening the wall up to the living space you had heard around you the last four days. A man and a woman were on the other side, looking at you with a mix of sternness and sympathy.

"C'mon then-" Alice said, gesturing over to her fireplace. Frank was grabbing a bag of floo powder.

Bewildered, you obliged. "Where-?" You asked again, voice shaking.

"Don't worry." Remus assured, "Peter is going to take you in for now. Alice is going to make sure you get there."

You turned back to Remus, eyes stinging. "You're not coming?"

You noticed that while Remus' expression was stoic, his chest was noticeably rising and falling with his breaths. "No." He started. There was a pause, in which Remus glanced at Alice and Frank while he thought of how to explain. It seemed as if it was becoming harder for Remus to look you in the eyes.

"What Remus means is that we're all doing our best to keep sensitive information known to as few as possible." Frank said in a gentle tone from near the fireplace. Alice nodded encouragingly. "For example, we knew we were protecting someone in that secret room, but we don't know how to access it."

"And I do not know where Peter is, but Alice and Frank do." Remus continued, fighting a tone of guilt in his voice.

You opened your mouth to say something, but before you could Remus gave Alice and Frank a nod and with a sharp popping sound, had disapperated.

-X-

Remus let out a shaky breath as he apparated back into Sirius’ flat. He had always been good at shaking off unpleasant feelings, discomfort, but watching Alice guide you into that fireplace was too much. The expression you’d had, that sadness- and what was worse, surprise. Remus knew that you had wanted him to take you to Peter’s, he knew you were upset to realize that he was hardly involved in helping you. A shudder fell through Remus’ body as he closed his eyes- all he could see was the look of betrayal, of unfamiliarity that had crept into your eyes. That would be burned into his memory forever.

Remus’ throat felt thick and heavy, as if it was going to fall into his stomach. He could feel a sob fighting its way out of him, but Remus bit his lip, tamping it down. Crying, Remus reasoned, would be too much of a release. Better to keep this feeling, better to be marked by it, remember it and use it so this never could happen again.

The fireplace on the other side of the flat flared to life. Remus turned, watching as Sirius stepped through, his heartbeat quickening at the sight of Sirius’ gaunt, sleepless face.

“How’d it go?” Sirius asked, looking at Remus with wide eyes as he dusted off his robes.

“As well as you could expect… thanks to Alice and Frank.” Remus answered, trying to keep his voice even despite the fact that it felt like his neck had been tied into a knot. Sirius sighed heavily, shaking his head.

“I wish I could have been there.” he lamented.

Remus felt his face twitch, his skin suddenly felt so very, very hot. He took a deep, slow, breath and tried to pass it off as a sigh in unison with Sirius’. So, Sirius wished he could have done more? Remus winced as the image of your hand gripping Sirius’ letter flashed in his mind. “I’d say you’ve already done too much, Padfoot.” he answered, forcing himself to stare at the floor as looking at Sirius just made him angrier. In his periphery, Remus could tell that Sirius had turned to stare at him.

“What do you mean?” Sirius asked, plainly confused.

Almost too innocent, Remus thought bitterly. Remus glanced at Sirius’ face, at his wide eyes and the pit of his chest turned into a fire. “That letter?”

Sirius shrugged, his brow drawn together in further confusion. “What about it?”

“Because, Sirius-” he barked, only becoming more irritated by the jump Sirius gave at Remus’ biting tone, “Because you know better than that. It’s a very, very dangerous time and you’ve jeopardized Alice and Frank, you jeopardized me by sending that letter.”

“Oh Mooney-” Sirius started sadly, his shoulders slumped as he took a few steps towards Remus. “But you didn’t see, you weren’t there when James and Lily told The Order what happened. You didn’t see the pain on Lily’s face, as she talked about them losing their entire family and crying on her lap. They’ve been alone, Mooney, they might be safe but they’ve been alone. I couldn’t stand it.”

Sirius held Remus’ gaze for a long moment, his face falling as Remus remained stern. It was true, he hadn’t been there, because he’d been asked to go do what he was always asked to do- find a group of werewolves that hadn’t already pledged themselves to Voldemort. Thinking of that just made Remus feel worse. Seeing what people like him were like-

“You…” Remus sighed and pinched his brow. Was it hard for him to reply because he feared it would sound too harsh, or was it because if he said anything more he might not be able to stop himself from shouting? “You could have completely compromised their safety by sending that letter. You can’t do that, Sirius, you can’t put your friends above the order. Nothing can be more salient than the orders we’re given, nothing! Or you won’t have friends to protect.”

Sirius raised his brows, looking at Remus like he was impressed. He tilted his head, mulling over Remus’ words as if chewing them. The hairs on Remus’ arms rose as his shoulders tensed, like he was preparing to withstand a storm- which, with Sirius’ tongue, might not be too far from reality. Remus swallowed dryly as he watched Sirius’ eyes narrow.

“So you’re frustrated with me.” Sirius clarified, taking a step towards him.

“Very.” Remus nodded. Sirius shook his head- there it was, that sharp smile.

“...I’m having a hard time, Rem.” Sirius said, standing before Remus, eyes glinting.

“Oh yea?”

“Yea…. I’m having a hard time believing this has anything to do with protocols.”

“Well it does.” Remus shrugged. He looked down at Sirius and could feel his jaw ticking as he clenched his teeth. “So you either don’t care about the Order enough to be true to it, or you’re trying to wriggle out of taking accountability.”

“Right.” Sirius smirked, “Perfect, Mooney- It couldn’t have anything to do with the fact that you weren’t there? That we weren’t there? That their family is gone because we didn’t think they would be targeted and that is on us? Because they went to Lily and James and not you? Because I found a way to give them some shred of comfort, of love- and when you got there you were all business?”

Remus felt like he might go blind with rage.

“You don't think it wasn’t hard for me? You think I wouldn’t rather have them with me?” he spat.

Sirius rolled his eyes. “Of course you would rather, Rem. But that’s the problem- it's always a “would” and never a “will” with you. You get all your life’s meaning putting out the fires James and I start. You’re all too comfortable just sitting back and letting people think you’re the sensible, witty one that will smooth over all of our mistakes, but you’re not. You’re the one that’s never taken the first step to do anything, you’re the one watching life fly fucking by as other’s wait for you to catch on.”

“Oh stop this, Sirius.” Remus’ voice shook. “Don’t try to turn this around and make this about relationships. If you can’t handle not seeing them, not sending them letters, then maybe you should just keep away. Just stay away from them.”

“Why, don’t they already have you for that?” Sirius raised an eyebrow, looking bored.

“I’m not kidding, Sirius.” Remus growled, drawing himself up to his full height. He took a step towards him. “You’re endangering them. I don’t want you around if you can’t fucking control yourself.”

He watched Sirius’ eyes fill with a malice Remus had only ever seen at Sirius’ worst- fights with his family, fights with Death Eaters he’d grown up around. Remus’ eyes widened as he stopped a shudder from running down his spine at the effect Sirius’ glare had.

“Do you love them, Remus?” Sirius asked.

“That’s not what this is about-” Remus stammered, shaking his head.

“Do you?”

“Of course I do-”

“Not like how you love James, you ass.” Sirius seethed, pushing his hand against Remus’ chest. “You know what I am asking. It’s sad, you can’t even answer.”

Remus pushed Sirius away forcefully, a cruel satisfaction rang through him as he watched Sirius stumble backwards. “They know I care about them-”

“Bullocks. How the fuck do you fathom that?” Sirius yelled, leaning towards Remus again. “You either have to tell them or show them- YOU haven’t DONE anything!”

Before Remus could register that he had moved, Remus had the collar of Sirius’ robes balled up in his fist. Remus held Sirius before him, a terrible grimace contorting his face.

“Fine.” Sirius snarled, his face transformed sharply, darkening, willful and wild. “Do you know who you’re reminding me of, Remus?” Sirius started, voice loud. “How little Snivelleus would traipse around Lily. Admit it- you’re jealous seeing me be there for them the way you SHOULD BE, because you CAN’T get over yourself being a danger, being a risk. Well now you have no excuse, they’ve handled worse than a werewolf Remus, and you’re still inept. I’m not your problem mate, you are.”

Sirius noticed Remus' hand had flexed into a fist before Remus did. His eyes widened. “What, you’re going to hit me?” he hissed, a sliver of hurt and vulnerability showing through his eyes. His mouth bent to a pained frown.

Remus let go- forcing his hands to relax and fall to his side. Another long silence followed.

“I always hoped for you, Remus.” Sirius said, voice rough. “I knew that you felt you had to hide, but I believed you’d overcome that for the right person, just like you did with us. Now-” Sirius shook his head with disgust, looking at Remus as if he had transformed into a stranger. “They deserve better than this. Better than you.”

Remus’ eyes stung with hot tears. He held his breath, staring at Sirius’ sharp, unloving face.

“I’m not going to have you blame me because you’re too scared to be honest with yourself.” Sirius breathed, his shoulders shook with anger. “You can go hang around that oily twat Snape if that’s the lack of life you want. Get out.”

“Fine-” Remus growled, and with a flick of his wand he glimpsed the last he’d ever see of Sirius’ flat. While Sirius stood, wide eyed, incredulous, and in pain as the world spun and then spun again.

-X-

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lavenderblendthoughts · 6 months

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the crumbling infrastructure of the private university is buck wild. people in positions of power making decisions about budgets rather than student wellbeing is so evident. it’s the hunger games out there, y’all.

#galangal thoughts #the tea is scalding

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mafaldaknows · 2 years

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Did you know that Monika Krasnorada was cut out of the doc?

Hello, Anon:

Thanks for your question. ☺️❤️🫖🍵🤘✨

#hello anon #schadenfreude #the tea is scalding #oh gee what a shame #such high hopes #trying not to laugh #karma is real #let karma and justice do their thing #tales from the charmiesphere

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albon-enthusiast · 1 year

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Translation:

“Charles Leclerc and Mattia Binotto "no longer speak to each other" since Silverstone! The Monegasque, who had lost the race following a new strategic error, had been reprimanded by Binotto in front of the cameras as he got out of his car.”

honestly if i was charles i wouldnt talk to binotto either. they truly fucked up his WDC chances. charles deserves better

#the tea is scalding #holy shit #ferrari is in shambles #f1 #charles leclerc

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ricciardobabes · 1 year

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THE GIRLIES ARE FIGHTING

#red bull f1 #rbr #max verstappen #checo perez #anti hero #the tea is scalding

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homemadesterekpie · 1 year

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Was watching the tw comic con for the movie and they all were like you don’t look like Derek’s son at all you like like someone else!! and Vince was like ☕️ he chose me ;)

ehehehehhehe

#the tea is scalding #anonymous #answered #wank for ts

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king0fbr0kenhearts · 1 year

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my schools principale is in a band-

ACTUALLY????? SINCE WHEN???? HOW DID YOU FIND OUT???? TELL ME EVERY THING SAV

#jaize's junk !!#the tea is SCALDING #wow jaize has friends !!#jaize answers your questions !!

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hoopdoggydog · 1 year

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..but that’s none of my business…

#kermitart #kermit fanart #but thats none of my business #drinking tea #sipping tea #the tea is hot #the tea is scalding #embroidery #embroideryhoopart

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pilvimarja · 1 year

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#the tea is scalding

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austismwithh · 2 years

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Hello again! It's me, H. Right now I'm gonna talk about my experience with the autism assessment. What went well? Practically nothing! What went shit? Almost everything. Let's get into it!

Most under 18s getting their assessment only have one appointment, I had two. I had two because in the first one my anxiety was so high that I was mainly unable to communicate and answer questions efficiently. Before the appointment, my parents had to have many meetings about my early childhood and things I wouldn't know about. This meant the people doing the assessment could know about all my autistic characteristics and behaviours, not just the ones that I am aware of.

In the first assessment, the room consisted of three people, the note taker, the assessment lady and me, there were no windows in the room and only one door in and out. The assessment lady sat far too close to me for my liking which made me even more anxious. The lights were that awful artifical yellow and the walls were a dark colour, the environment I was in was bound to make me anxious!

In the assessment itself the frog book is stupid. Not every autistic person has a stunted imagination!!!! The assessment lady read to me as if I were a toddler and treated me as though I was incompetent. The blocks were fun and I liked the colours and patterns I could make from them. I hated making a story from inanimate objects, even though I would normally thrive in that activity. Because I was so scared and anxious, I was unable to tell a good story from the objects I pulled from the bag.

I don't realy remember anything else from the from my first assessment. However, I do remember the second assessment.

It was after the first lockdown in the UK, the new assessment lady had on an apron, goggles, gloves and the classic blue medical mask. I had on my skull mask because at the time it was the only one I could possibly wear.

The new room had two windows and no lights on so it was already better than room one. The new assessment lady sat over two metres away from me, thank covid for that. And the new note taker was in a room adjacent from the one I was in, listening it via a mic and watching through one of those fancy mirror walls you only see on crime drama TV programmes.

This time it was mainly questions about me and my problems I have with a range of different things. It was a lot easier to handle the second assessment, however I was still anxious. It's a new environment, with new people and new smells and everything was different and new!

Although I am very glad that I have my diagnosis now, the assessment fiasco shall forever be imprinted in my mind. That's about it though! Well done if you've read all of this, and if u haven't, wow... thanks dude.

I'll cya in my next rant about my autism and I hope you find this helpfull! Feel free to ask any questions in any manner you want to and have a great day! Buh-bye!

#autism #autism assessment #real life #neurodiverse stuff #neurodivergent #anxious #the tea is scalding #Spotify

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