yukipri · 1 year ago
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Today's International Tea Day!
So I wanted to share some reviews of the Star Wars-inspired teas that Friday Afternoon released on May 4th.
Friday Afternoon is one of my fav indie tea shops, and their teas are both delicious and full of fandom fun. Plus, the shop's super queer! Please give them some love if u want some tea! (no this message isn't sponsored. I just love them, and am ecstatic they finally have SW teas!)
Also wanted to show off the new Star Wars x Starbucks destination mugs too!
Descriptions, mini reviews, and links beneath cut!
First tea: Light Side!
Presented in the Coruscant destination mug.
Ingredients from their site: White tea, black tea, lemon peel, ginkgo biloba, sunflower petal, natural vegan cream flavoring
I usually don’t go for white teas, but this was a really nice floral, with a delicate aroma but surprisingly strong flavor! I enjoyed it both hot and iced.
Dark Side
Ingredients from their site: Aged dark tea, cacao nib, ginger, granulated honey, clove, natural chocolate flavoring
This one's much more the kind of tea that I usually gravitate towards! It's definitely dark, rich, and spicy, a little earthy, and it has a kick! I wouldn't necessarily call it sweet, but it tastes like the color "burned dark red so dark it's brown." I've only tried this one hot so far, but I really like it!
Both of these teas are NOT currently available on their site, but will return during their winter fandom rotation on 12/1. Here's the link anyway! They have a ton of other awesome teas currently available though, and I super recommend you check them out!
Lastly,
The Mugs
Past few years, Disney's always released 3 "destination mugs" on May 4th in collaboration with Starbucks. They're meant to look like the destination mugs at Starbucks stores sold around the world, except they're Star Wars planets! This year, they released Jakku, Coruscant, and Mustafar.
While I really liked the Jakku one too, these mugs are expensive, and I already have too many mugs. So I just got my two prequels ones! They're nice, big mugs, and I think the wrap around art and the variety of scenes depicted are very charming.
As of writing this post, Jakku and Coruscant are still available on Shop Disney, but Mustafar appears to have sold out. They're always limited edition and go fast! (hoping they do Kamino next year...!)
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tofangirlonly · 4 months ago
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Mmmm Neal Caffrey tea I love you
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sillyunicorn · 2 years ago
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Have you ever wanted to know what Sister Golden Hair's music (my music) would taste like?? Well boy howdy have I got the beverage for you.
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I said this as a joke and fortunately @jbrrring said 'wait no really tho' bc we now have two absolutely lovely and delicious blends of SISTER GOLDEN HAIR TEA 😍
Sister Golden Hair Florals
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The title tea! Light and beautiful. Think "The Ballad of the Lady of Roses" and "Dirt and Wind and Sky."
Blend: Black Tea with White Peony, Summer Rose, Strawberry, and Rose Petals
Order from Adagio Teas
Flannel Tea
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Flannel and tea, two things JB and I love. Creamy, warm and comforting. Think "Spaces in Between" and "Here in the Dark."
Blend: Earl Grey Moonlight, Vanilla, Cream
Order from Adagio Teas.
JB and I don't get anything if you buy these lol. We just think they're neat!!
All art and logos by @jbrrring !!! 🥰
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ninjautizm · 29 days ago
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ATE AND LEFT NO CRUMBS !! THE RGB SIBLINGS ARE CANON!! ❤️💚🩵
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endomentendo · 3 months ago
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Hello! Goodbye! And welcome to-
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From the popular indie show “the amazing digital circus” crossing with the classics from Lewis Carroll “Alice Adventures in Wonderland”
Pomni after chasing a white clown, falls into an old computer that transports her into a digital realm of wacky nonsense and comedic irony. Meeting characters of all sorts, always finding herself in a new situation that’ll leave her second guessing if up is left and right is backwards.
Cast lineup & character bios
(Main cast only ‘for now’)
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Come join Wonderland! (Bio card template)
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Questions and boundaries
1.Can I ship any characters?: Boyo, go crazy! As long you’re safe and respectful, then set sail.
2. Are any of the characters (besides Pomni) human?: All the characters are ai, even the main cast from the series. But headcannon away cause if it keeps you guessing, then it’s alright.
3. Can I make nsfw art?: YES! Please send them to me by @ me. Please be careful and respectful and don’t go too far in the phalic side. Stay safe ;3
4. May I make fanart/fics/collabs/animations/ect?: I think you can answer that :D
5. Why is a raven like a writing desk?: I haven’t the slightest idea!
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Comics: in a episodic order
Through the looking screen
She forgot how food works
The garden of gloinks
Taking advice from a Mix-a-pillar
Taking directions from a rabbit pt1. Pt2.
Mustard?
Comedy and tragedy
NOTHING? WHATEVER?
Bound in madness Tim burton
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Doodles
the first digital wonderland content
Kinger as the dodo and Pomni
Can you stand on your head?
zooble and kaufmo doodle
Spark of inspiration for gangle
sun and moon doodledum
of stones and stars!
does C&A mean Gay?
poster in progress say hi to Dave for me ;3
oysters in progress?
The red head got people red ;D
The red means they’re in love
Crossover? In wonderland?
SHE DID WHAT?!
Queenie and Kinger’s old designs
The rabbit has stolen a bow tie
A book page bio
old bio design
older bio design
Showtime
Pomni borger
Loolilau as the duchess
Zombni and Wonderland Pomni are besties @etanow
Abstract Bandersnatch?
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Paintings
Fallen down the Digital rabbit hole
Official poster: outdated
We’ll meet in the palace of dreams
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EXPLORE WONDERLAND!
-The mad Tea Party
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gleafer · 1 year ago
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Tea Time and Girl Talk!
Sometimes you need to hash things out with your best girlfriend to figure out the important stuff.
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surielstea · 29 days ago
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“Just one more, baby.”
Kinktober day 1: Overstim + Praise
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Pairing: Rhysand x Fem!Reader
Summary: Rhys is a sex god, that is all your honor
Warnings: Minors dni | 18+ only | Overstimulation | P in V | multi orgasm | forced/controlled orgasm | clit play | cream pie | mention of oral (f receiving)
A. Note: First day of kinktober! Enjoy this Rhys fic that is simply 2k words of pure smut 💋♥️
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"C'mon baby, give me one more." My mate's words were distant, barely heard through barriers of hot pleasure.
"Rhys," I whimper, his name the only word I could form on my lips anymore. "Rhys," My brows bunch as sweat beads along my hairline.
My limbs were heavy with exertion, and my core throbbed with sensitivity. It felt too good to say it hurt, but gods was it too much.
"You're doing so well," He coos, leaning down and pressing a gentle kiss to my jaw, the featherlight touch like flames licking up my neck, heat encased me as if I was placed in a freshly put out furnace, and every touch like crackling embers on my bare skin.
"S'too much," I manage to get out, my voice raw and weak from pleading and moaning early this morning. I used the small amount of energy I had left to take a glance at the window, spotting the sun high in the sky— since dawn, he's had me beneath him like this since dawn. I lost track of how many times I had found release nearly hours ago.
Rhys had only reached that peak thrice, and when he was building that endurance back up he would use his mouth on me, there wasn't a moment where I wasn't attended to.
"Please," I cry out, "s'too much," I repeat, tears streaming down my cheeks as he delicately kissed them away, such gentleness in contrast to the way he had been pounding into me earlier.
"I know, I know darling," He murmurs, his voice a soft encouragement. "But you begged for this," He reminded. "Until you forget your own name, remember?" He nipped at the soft skin below my ear and I cried out, regretting my own words— but also thanking every god listening for a mate like this.
"Uh huh— I remember," I say breathlessly, nails scraping down his bare back, corded muscles shifting as he rolled his hips onto mine, his cock spearing into me relentlessly.
"Yeah? Tell me your name then," He suggests, moving his hand from my breast down my torso, and before I can answer his thumb finds my clit, rubbing in tight circles across the puffy, reddened bud. I gasped, my head falling back into the pillows.
I writhe, my body deflecting the overstimulation. "Yours," I rasp, my hands flowing into his dark locks. "I'm, I'm yours, Rhys."
"There she is, that's my good girl," He smiles against my neck, licking and nipping at my marked throat before sucking roughly at a highly sensitive area. I mewl at the sensation, every nerve in my body stretching taut as he continued his torturous ministrations around my clit.
"Please, please," I whine, my legs jolting with uncontrolled spasms.
"Please, what darling?" He prods, his husky voice like a velvet glove wrapped around my throat.
"Please, let me come," I beg. He grins viciously.
"Again, already?" He taunts and I whimper, my lower lip quivering as I prepared myself to plead, to grovel for that release I craved so ardently.
"Yes," I say through a breathless exhale. "Rhys I need, need it," I could hardly string together words, every sound I made another lewd moan.
He ignored my pleas and continued his torment to my pulsing core, his unrelenting and near-punishing movements sending me into a headspace one could only describe as full submission.
Rhys didn't let up, his hand working mercilessly between my legs while his cock hit a spot so deep I couldn't remember where I ended and he began. I was trembling beneath him, my entire body oversensitive, but the craving for release burned through every muscle.
"Rhys," I whimpered, the sound broken as my vision blurred with tears. "I can't—"
"You can," He purred, his lips brushing the shell of my ear. "And you will." The authority in his voice sent a shiver down my spine. I clung to him as though he were my only lifeline, nails raking down his back. His muscles shifted and flexed under my touch, and he groaned lowly at the pain mixed with pleasure, the primal sound making me pulse around him.
He knew exactly what he was doing—drawing me to the very edge of what I could handle and then pushing me beyond it.
My body was his to command, and the way his name fell from my lips like a desperate prayer proved it.
"You're mine," he whispered into my ear, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin just beneath. "Every part of you, mine."
I sobbed his name again, my back arching off the bed, muscles straining as I tried to escape the overwhelming pleasure. But Rhys' strong hands held me steady, firm, and inescapable as he pressed me deeper into the bed, his weight grounding me as my body shook with the effort of holding on.
"Atta girl," he murmured, and the praise sent a new wave of heat through my already blazing body. "You're doing so well for me. Just a little more, darling."
His thumb circled my clit faster, the friction against my swollen, overstimulated flesh making my vision blur. My hands flew to his shoulders, nails digging in as if trying to anchor myself, but Rhys barely reacted to the pain, his focus entirely on me. I could hear his breathing now, ragged and uneven, and the thought that he was just as affected as me made something primal coil in my chest.
Tears slipped from the corners of my eyes, mixing with the sheen of sweat on my flushed skin. I felt raw and undone, and yet the heat in my core refused to subside. Rhys pressed another kiss to my tear-streaked cheek, his lips featherlight against my skin, in direct contrast to the way his hips slammed into mine with a ferocity that made my entire body jolt.
"You're so beautiful like this," he said, his voice filled with a quiet reverence that made my heart stutter in my chest. "Completely mine, isn't that right?"
I could barely nod, the overstimulation making it impossible to form a coherent thought, let alone words. Every inch of my skin felt like it was on fire, too sensitive to bear another touch, but Rhys didn't stop. He wanted me like this—teetering on the edge of too much, completely at his mercy.
"Tell me," he commanded, his voice rough with need. "Tell me you're mine."
"I'm yours," I sobbed, my voice shaking as another tremor of pleasure raced up my spine. "I'm—I'm yours, Rhys, yours."
His grip tightened on my thigh, pulling me closer until his cock was buried so deep inside me that it felt like he was part of me, like he was in my blood, in my very bones.
"So perfect," he praised, and the words washed over me like a balm, soothing the ache of pain even as he pushed me dangerously close to that edge I've already gone over a multitude of times. His pace quickened, and the sound of his skin slapping against mine filled the room, mingling with my ragged breaths and desperate moans.
“Fuck, you’re beautiful so fucked out like this, you love this don’t you?” His hot mouth ghosted my jaw. “Love being stretched out and filled up?”
I barely heard him, lost in the blinding pleasure. It coursed through every nerve, and my vision blurred with tears as my body trembled uncontrollably. But Rhys never let go, holding me steady, his hand still working my clit with maddening precision. Even as I tried to pull away from the overwhelming sensations, he kept me grounded, refusing to let me escape the pleasure.
"I—Rhys, please," I gasped, my voice breaking as the overstimulation bordered on unbearable. My legs shook, and I tried to close them, desperate for a reprieve, but my limbs felt boneless, and moving was impossible. His grip on my thigh tightened, sensing my protest and keeping me open and vulnerable beneath him.
"Just a little more, darling," he coerced, his breath hot against my ear. "You can take it, I know you can." His praise wrapped around me like a warm blanket, pulling me deeper into the haze of pleasure. Even as my body screamed for mercy, something in his voice soothed the ache, and made me want to give him everything.
"You're doing so well," he continued, his voice gentle now as if he knew I was teetering on the edge of my limits. "Such a good girl for me. Just one more, darling. I know you can give me one more."
I whimpered, my nails digging into his back as I clung to him, feeling like I might break apart at the seams. Rhys always knew exactly how to push me—just far enough to test my limits, but never so far that I couldn't handle it. And right now, his voice, his praise, was the only thing keeping me from falling apart completely.
"Please," I begged, my voice hoarse from crying out his name over and over. "Rhys, I—"
"I know," he soothed, his lips brushing over the tears staining my cheeks. "I know, darling. You can come. Let go f’me."
His thumb circled my clit with devastating precision, and my body betrayed me, a fresh wave of pleasure crashing through my already trembling frame. The orgasm hit me harder than any before, and I felt myself unraveling in Rhys' arms. My entire body tensed, my toes curling as another sob escaped from the back of my throat, my mind going blank as all I could feel was him—everywhere, inside and out.
"Good girl," he praised, his voice thick with satisfaction. "That's it, come for me. Give me everything, darling."
I shattered completely, the pleasure so intense that I couldn't even scream. My body convulsed around him, my nails raking down his back as I clung to him like he was the only thing anchoring me to the earth. And I clamped down, hard. He groaned at the pressure, even pulling out and pushing in was an effort I was so tight around his cock.
His muscled back shifted beneath my nails as his cock twitched against my sensitive walls, and then warmth flooded my fluttering core as he finally found his release, his seed seeping into each of my crevices, implanting inside of me thoroughly for the fourth time that day.
“So, so good. All for me, right?” He said, his voice raw and slightly groggy as he spoke beside my ear.
I nodded weakly, tears streaming down my face as my body sagged into the bed, completely spent. Every muscle felt limp, exhausted from the endless waves of pleasure, and my chest heaved as I struggled to catch my breath. But even as I fell apart, Rhys was there, his strong hands guiding me through every movement, his soothing words wrapping around me like silk.
"So beautiful," he whispered, his voice nurturing as he slowed his movements, finally giving me the mercy I so desperately needed. "You're so beautiful like this, darling. Completely mine."
I whimpered, barely able to respond, but he pressed a soft kiss to my lips, his mouth gentle against mine. "Shh, I've got you," he whispered. "You're safe, darling. You did so well."
His praise was endless, a constant stream of soft murmurs as he continued to press kisses to my flushed cheeks, my forehead, and the corner of my mouth. Each one felt like a reward, and even through the haze of exhaustion, I felt my heart swell at his words.
He held me close, his body still pressed against mine as he finally eased out of me, the loss of his warmth making me whimper. But Rhys was quick to soothe me, guiding my legs together, and allowing me to breathe a long sigh of relief.
"You were perfect," he murmured, sidling into the space beside me and pulling me close to his chest, as if unable to let me go after being connected all day. His fingers stroked through my hair as my breathing slowly steadied. "You always are."
I sighed, pressing my face into the crook of his neck, the warmth of his body and the soft praise in his voice lulling me into a comfortable haze. I felt safe, cherished, and completely undone in the best way possible.
I look into his dilated, violet eyes. Seeing only worry and admiration in that familiar gaze, none of the dark lust from earlier remained.
"Too much?" he asked, a hint of playful concern in his voice as his fingers traced lazy circles on my skin, over my hip, along my spine.
I managed a weak smile, eyes heavy with exhaustion. "Maybe just a little," I say, voice scratchy from screaming his name.
Rhys chuckled softly, the sound vibrating through his chest and into my very heart. "I'll keep that in mind for next time." He murmured, pressing a loving kiss to my forehead.
I groaned lightly at the promise in his voice, but couldn't find the energy to do much more. He shifted, pulling a blanket over our naked bodies before shifting me more comfortably against him.
For a long while, neither of us spoke, content to simply bask in the aftermath of the moment. My eyes fluttered closed, but before I could drift off completely, I felt Rhys's fingers tangle in my hair, his voice a soft murmur against the quiet.
"I love you," he said, his tone serious now, reverent.
My heart stuttered in my chest at the tender emotion in his voice, my eyes blinking open to find him staring down at me with that deep, endless devotion.
"I love you too," I whispered, barely able to find my voice.
He smiled then, the kind of smile that melted the world away, making me feel like nothing else mattered but this moment, the two of us wrapped up in each other. He leaned forward and pressed a kiss to my lips—gentle this time, doting. And at that moment, with my heart still racing from the pleasure and the love swirling between us, I knew there was nowhere else I’d rather be.
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crabsnpersimmons · 1 month ago
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is it even possible to fluster Have you eaten Eclipse back...
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guess that'll be a story for another time..
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pitsazawr · 2 months ago
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IN LOVE💕💕
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sydneighsays · 1 year ago
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Project for my art class cuz god forbid I be normal
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My teacher made me turn it into a comic
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Have fun~~~
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allthingswhumpyandangsty · 3 months ago
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tag y’all’s problematic ships 🫶🏻
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artlefty · 11 months ago
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MMMMMMMMM GOOD THINGS ARE BEING SAID.
Martin consistently stutters, consistently allows himself to build up to a point where his frustrations have nowhere to go other than an abrupt spurt of anger that can almost seem out of character to him in the beginning but are, in fact, intrinsically linked to who he is as a person. He sidesteps his own comfort in favour of others' and expresses his feelings in providing for those he cares about. Simple gestures, like a cup of tea. And later (avoiding spoilers) Bigger Gestures.
Martin has convinced himself he does not matter and attempts to make himself small as a result. Be kind, be gentle and offer comfort to those around him in an attempt to convince them to let him stay. Historically he's been an emotional punching bag for others. His mother, then Jon- you can assume later Lukas too (though in a very different manner).
It's not until much later he starts expressing himself in more honest ways (i.e. post Lonely). He admits his faults and asks for things. Allows his anger and frustration to bubble up organically. Isn't as afraid to express these things as now he's confidant he won't be left in the dirt as a result of taking up space. "I am Martin Blackwood and I am not lonely anymore."
English tea is the most inoffensive thing to offer someone as a source of comfort. The smallest and most effective way to provide in a workspace that he has very little idea to what he's doing in thanks to fudging the records to get in in the first place. The mugs may as well have "Please keep me, I'm helping, see?" written on them. So yes. Yes and Thank you.
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tea-with-cinnamontoast · 1 year ago
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i love how in most fandoms people want the creators to notice them, but in the watcher fandom it’s like *lights a cigarette* "we’re being watched."
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starspirittheangeldragon · 5 months ago
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ENA and Pomni having a fun little tea party! They seem to be enjoying themselves!
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a-narcissists-warren · 7 months ago
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the-mold-is-coming · 6 months ago
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When your bestie has gossip at the nursing home
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