Cup of Hot Tea

An RP blog for a pretty little teacup. Just your normal everyday RP Blog for an imaginary friend OC Independent, semi-selective, -NOT- mutual exclusive, Multi-ship/Multi-verse muse

[pretty-little-teacup]

~Just your normal everyday RP Blog for a little teacup~ Independent, semi-selective, -NOT- mutual exclusive, Multi-ship/Multi-verse muse

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[fioremagus]

“There are, yes! We all have different homes and lifestyles, but we all live to our best selves.” Well, some of them did. Most. He’s still working on helping out a few others who were struggling to get through to the other side, but it was what made his work as a healer worth the while. “Should you ever find the chance to visit Crispia, please stop by the Vanilla Kingdom! I would be honoured to host you in return for your generosity.”

[pretty-little-teacup]

"Yes of course! I'd be honored to be a guest and to meet all of the other cookies! They all must be just as cute as you! Your creator filled you with so much love I can't help but melt~ The others must be just as warm!" How she could possible get to a land of cookies she'd have to ponder on but that would be worth the efforts!

[fioremagus]

Hmmm… “Well I do know a Madeleine Cookie, but I think Snickerdoodle suits you perfectly!” He had just met Teacup and could already tell she was the type that would embody a bright adventure.

[pretty-little-teacup]

"Ahh~ there are other types of cookies where you live?! I mean there must be but oh my goodness! What fun!! I can only imagine just how many there might be!"

[fioremagus]

“Teacup?” a head tilt, then a smile. “A lovely name! It’s a pleasure to meet you… Teacup Cookie? I don’t believe you are one, so forgive me for presuming.”

[pretty-little-teacup]

"I am Teacup the teacup~ Though I wonder just how my creator might have named me had I been a cookie!" Letting out a soft giggle she cradles the tiny life, delighted at the warmth she feels.

"Perhaps I might have been Snickerdoodle, or Madeleine~"

[fioremagus]

What a relief! “Well, in the very least it should be a short-lived situation. My name is Pure Vanilla Cookie. Who’re you?”

[pretty-little-teacup]

"Ah~ I love the smell of vanilla! What a cute little life! I was given the name Teacup."

[fioremagus]

@pretty-little-teacup replied to your post “. . . This is not his home.”:

...Oh dear. Lost cookie-

This isn’t the first time this has happened. “Please don’t eat me…”

[pretty-little-teacup]

"I mean I do nibble on a fair amount of sweets but you're hardly on my menu little one."

[mooncell-master]

Kishinami was surprised to see that the tea suddenly move, it as so surprised that any previously deep thoughts he had momentary paused to come in terms with a moving teacup. Yet the most surprising thing of all, was the fact it had spoken to him, asking if he was alright in the end. "I..I am okay." He would say to the being, as his focused was now focused on the living tea-cup. "...You don't seem like the rest of the NPC'S here."

This is what he said after second of thinking he had with all the time in the world.

[pretty-little-teacup]

"No I don't suppose I am. I don't even quite remember how it is that I got here." Tilting herself again she clinks right off her saucer, tipping and spinning until she reaches the edge of the table.

"How did you come to be here? Perhaps I ended up taking the same path without meaning?" Falling off the edge she shifts, a soft puff and added sparkles for flare that ends with her standing on her own two feet. She'd tucked herself away as a cup for so long! It was nice to be able to stretch her limbs. Daintily lifting the edges of her skirt she dips into a soft curtsy, and smiles with all the warmth of a gentle afternoon.

"I'm Teacup."

[duunswitch]

"Magic." Duh. How else would dead people wake up?

[pretty-little-teacup]

"Magic just out there doing all sorts of weird junk..." Everyday she learns something new that makes the world so much more confusing-

[duunswitch]

"Because they don't know they're dead?"

[pretty-little-teacup]

"How do you just forget you're dead? Isn't that quite a big deal for humans?"

[duunswitch]

@pretty-little-teacup replied to your post “"It's almost midsummer! Remember to ignore the...”:

"The..? The what now?"

"The dead bodies. They wake up on midsummer."

[pretty-little-teacup]

"But why tho? Why disturb the long nap?"

[neoarcadianmememachine]

Send (ू• ౪•ू ) to touch my muse’s cheeks and squoosh them.

[starsasunder]

@pretty-little-teacup replied to your post “♡ _  ♡”:

"My assets you say~" she :3cs

​Oh, gods above. Or... goddess before her, she supposed. That flush crept up the back of her neck, heating her face swiftly. "Y-You heard me...!"

[pretty-little-teacup]

"Mm~ No I don't think I did. At least not clearly, say it for me again sweet one?" Creeping closer upon her darling wife she can't help the impish grin that spreads across her face. How often did she get to tease like this lately?

Oh what fun!

[mooncell-master]

You feel a sense of exhaustion waved over you.

. . . It was over. After an incredible enduring past few weeks, it was over. A Victor had been declared, and that was him- Hakuno Kishinami. Is the winner of the Moon-Cell Grail War. The war that had started with 128 masters, yet out of the very best that the war had ever seen, he was the one that had won it all.

A feeling had wash over him, as he stayed put in one of the seats that once house a classroom filled with students, but now it was just him alone. He felt his chest rise up and down, as he reflected upon the journey he had withstood just to get here.

"I.." He didn't know how to feel at this point, his eyes had gazed around the classroom as he saw something peculiar out of the corner of his eye; it was something that he swore he has seen before in the previous weeks, but now fully noticing it. It was a plate, and onto of the plate .was a tea-cup just harmlessly there as if it was the previous sign of life from the owner. @pretty-little-teacup

[pretty-little-teacup]

Oh goodness! She'd been spotted!! A slight jump, just enough to clink herself against the plate and break the oppressive silence of the room.

Silent observation was always key when it came to blending in it seemed, though it was harder to do when you were immediately zoned in on and startled. The lack of other distractions is likely what finally drew his attention after all this time. Most would instinctively sense her if they were to take the moment to really look, not that she could blame the many who were too distracted to see her...

There had been... more important things to worry about.

No sense in continuing the charade. Rocking herself gently she spun upon her plate in greeting, a tiny porcelain ballerina performing a graceful pirouette for her audience.

"Hello... Are you? Alright?"

[nishkach]

as cute as her reaction was, the boop did not distract her enough. why was this cup so stubborn! "...fine. it shall no longer be in your presence" he snapped his fingers, making his potion from hell disappear. "are you satisfied now, little tyrant?"

[pretty-little-teacup]

"I am, for the moment." Flexing her fingers around the now empty air within her hands she stares blankly for a moment before locking her gaze onto him. She can't prove that he didn't just tuck that monstrosity away for later but she just knows he did. She'll find it. She will.

"I'll be making you a latte, with multiple espresso shots and a cute foam creation."

[nishkach]

"your worry is sweet - like you -" he gently boops her nose "but I had this drink many times in the past so my taste buds are beyond any saving"

[pretty-little-teacup]

Ah, she's be booped and her nose wiggles like a rabbit's. "That... That is not a comfort. I will not stand to have this exist in my presence, I'm making you coffee. The best cup of coffee you'll ever have and it'll fix your tastebuds."

[nishkach]

@pretty-little-teacup replied : … gently sneaks that drink away from him. No sir. No-

"I need that..." also he is a spirit now, it can't actually hurt him ( and he survived that drink as roman ! )

[pretty-little-teacup]

"It's an atrocity to taste buds everywhere and must be destroyed. I'll make you some good strong coffee."

[pretty-little-teacup]

"Someone keeps putting the books on the high shelves and hiding the step stools..."