Finally, finally we can say: Fallen London has an official companion tea!

We’ve been very blessed to work with Friday Afternoon Tea on an official custom tea blend based on our games!

Friday Afternoon Tea is a geeky, family-owned tea company based in Seattle, USA. Owner Friday Elliott’s unique take on tea blending stems from a neurological cross-wiring known as Lexical-Gustatory Synesthesia: she experiences language (both spoken and written) and abstract concepts as distinct flavour profiles. In short, she literally tastes words and ideas. I’ve longed to create a tea blend for Fallen London, and as soon as I heard about her work, I was struck with a very compelling desire to know what the Neath would taste like when filtered through her remarkable talent. I’m delighted to share that after discussing and playing our games, she’s come up with something wonderfully apropos.

Love & Murder is a deep, delectable draught with a perfect balance of heady floral and dank earthy notes. The blend features puer aged tea, reishi mushroom, rose petal, linden flower and roasted dandelion root.

It’s just the thing to brew up for a long evening in with Mask of the Rose. I hope you’ll give it a try, and I’d like to thank my colleagues and the members of the community who were able to taste test it with us at our last live event!

Try some yourself!

happy disability pride month to people with rare or confusing clinical findings! including:

sometimes, disability just isn't simple. it is really hard to have something markedly different about your body that doesn't make sense - not to you, not to professionals. when i was being tested for genetic disorders, they found that i had a duplication in one of my chromosomes, and my doctor told me that it could mean nothing, it could have caused some of my issues, or it could cause me issues in the future.

it was scary! it's been almost two years, and i don't know what it means. there isn't a single case report or study on this duplication. it is deeply disquieting to think about. i don't know what i'm meant to do, or if i can do anything at all. i have plenty of symptoms and features that could be related to it, but there is essentially no way for me to figure it out.

am i still trying to? hell yeah! am i going to try and get into contact with genetic specialists? hell yeah! but if nothing comes out of it, that's fine. it isn't a failing on my part, and it isn't irrational for me to be concerned or upset about it.

your condition does not have to have a name, or a mayo clinic page, or even a study on it for it to be real. your concerns are valid, and you deserve love and support.

happy pride!!

The white stripe in the Disability Pride Flag represents those with undiagnosed, invisible, and/or misunderstood disabilities (it's for you):

It's in the middle because the other classes of disability (physical, cognitive, mental illness, and sensory) can all manifest in invisible, confusing, and hard-to-diagnose, ways.

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that photo of hunter s. thompson shooting his typewriter is such a mood

Squeaking in just in time for the end of pride month, I finished stitching this pattern that I posted last year. I decided to go small, and stitched 1 thread on 22-count aida.

i think we need to abolish subscriptions. im tired of remembering passwords and giving out my email. check out as guest, no you may not know my name. die

Never leave a red sock on the clothesline from Rules of Summer

Shaun Tan

2012, oil on canvas, 80 x 70cm

[ID: an oil painting of two people cowering behind a large wall. They are in the backyard of a sparse urban dwelling. Hanging on the clothesline is a single red sock. Passing through the alley behind the wall is a gigantic red rabbit, as tall as a building. One of its eyes is visible, and it seems to be looking at the sock. End ID]

ACHIEVEMENT UNLOCKED: UM, WHAT ARE YOU?

Be the only person in the room who is asked for their pronouns.

happy trans day of visibility

hairy men. large hairy men. big big large hairy men. agree.

hairy women. large hairy women. big big large hairy women. agreee.

It costs you literally nothing to leave service dogs the fuck alone.

yall. this isn’t a joke. if i can tell a 5 yr old “my dog is working, please let her be” and they understand then you can too. those dogs ARE working. they have a job to do. and when we say ‘leave them alone’ that includes making faces at them and baby talking them. literally act like they are just someone’s bag or something. if you distract them they could fail to alert their owner to a seizure or blood sugar issue or allergen. you are literally jeopardizing someone’s life bc you can’t have basic decency, respect, and self control.

SAY IT LOUDER

am I allowed to tell the person I’m proud of the dog? Or should I just not bring up the dog?

Ignore the dog. Do not mention the dog.

Would you walk up to a stranger and be like “Oh damn your wheelchair is doing such a hecking good job being a wheelchair you go lil buddy!” no? then don’t do it to service animals that are clearly wearing their vest/collar/harness whatever it is that marks them as service animals

[ID: Comment from @certifiedcoolkidno1 “animals…..aren’t…….objects…….”]

Service…..animals…..are…..legally…..classified…..as…..assistive…..devices…..

Y’all literally do not care how many disabled people you kill and how many disabled lives you ruin - you want to coo at and pet the cute dog.

Go fuck yourself asshole.

Here, if you want a comparison that isn’t an object: I worked as a caregiver for people with developmental (usually accompanied by physical) disabilities. My job was to accompany them into the community for various activities including shopping, dining, and leisure activities. And everywhere we went people would come up to ME and tell me what a good person I was, what a great service I was providing, god bless me, etc.  Not only was it embarrassing for both me and my consumers, it was distracting! I was supposed to be paying attention to my consumers and their needs, which could often change rapidly depending on their conditions, and instead I was having to deal with some prick who felt the need to voice what a martyr I was for doing my job. And they’d usually get angry if I ignored them or informed them they were distracting me from my job, which sounds familiar.

So yeah. Leave. The Dog. Alone. All you’re doing is making yourself feel good while distracting the dog from its job and endangering the person it’s supposed to be helping.

Question: I know service dogs are for a variety of maladies (I hope that’s not offensive, if so plz correct me) so is it wrong to even go up to the person and calmly tell them their dog is cute and ask them to give them a pet for me later when they’re off the clock? Without actually giving the dog attention?

What exactly is it about “Ignore the dog. Do not mention the dog.” that y’all aren’t grasping.

Oh right. It’s not what you want to do so you’re just going to keep trying to weasel your way around it. Because fuck disabled people, it’s a cute dog.

What’s really getting me is that all of these “but what if I” examples blatantly involve inserting yourself into a disabled person’s life just to get to their dog. Like

[ID: A white stick figure on a black background. Orange text says “that’s a human person”]

people love talking to my dog or asking questions while we’re in line and therefore can’t just leave.  if we’re in line chances are I feel terrible, he’s doing his job and I’m trying not to fall on the floor I do not have the time or energy to answer questions.  he knows he’s a good boy and that he’s very smart.  I know he’s doing a good job.  I should not have to worry about people petting him when I’m having tachycardia and actively need him to do his job.  just leave us and our dofs alone

disabled people: leave me and my assistive devices including service animals and caregivers and aides alone

ableds: but what if-

disabled people: leave me and my assistive devices alone

ableds: but what if-

disabled people: what part of “leave me and my assistive devices alone” are you not understanding here

disabled people:

leave me and my assistive

devices alone

Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.

Why is this such a hard concept? I’ve had people come up to my service dog opal and do everything like make straight up inappropriate comments about GENITALIA (yes I’m dead serious) to pull her tail or pet her.

She keeps me alive and functioning and yes she is also a living creature who I treat better than family but for the love of all things good do NOT mention the dog. You will know if it is off service and you can pet her then. Otherwise please leave us the fuck alone.

“But-”

No.

“But-”

No.

“But-”

For FUCKS sake, NO!

One word, two letters! N-O!

No, there isn’t an exception, no, there isn’t a “But what if I” scenario, and NO, goddamnit, YOU CAN’T PET THE FUCKEN DOG.

Hands off, eyes off, attention on the person and keep your goddamn mouth shut about the animal, for fucks sake.

But what if I leave the dog alone, and don’t mention it, and respect their wishes, and go about my business without harassing them?

YES THIS IS PERFECT!!! YOU FIGURED IT OUT :D

freshman year of college I (a simple lesbian) met a gay dude and we instantly clicked and started talking about our childhoods and stuff and discovered we were born in the same hospital on the same day so we became each other's beards and watched hentai together every weekend

Matilda (movie) remake where Trunchbull looks like one of those hyper feminine bleach blonde Republican women you see on talk shows as the token girl/eye candy. And then Miss Honey is a soft-hearted, handy, tie-wearing Butch.

#soft hearted handy tie wearing FAT butch right?

seeing this tag made me realize it never even occurred to me when i read the post that butch Miss Honey could possibly be not fat

Wait, which series does Miles Morales first appear in? All these different series are so confusing

Ultimate Spider-Man, in the universe of the Ultimate imprint. It was the best of the Ultimate series.

Cool 👍

man, what the fuck

This is the most accurate post about getting into comic books I have ever seen.

No One Ever Helped Me So I Will Never Help Anyone Else & Do Not Believe Anyone Should Be Helped Ever is one of thee most loser mindsets btw

the world has been unkind to you so you continue the cycle of unkindness by passing on hatred and indifference to others? Wow. groundbreaking. you’re so cool and tormented

I wanna dunk on Moffat for a second it’s important that everyone know he was super lame for making the weeping angels and then like using them a bunch instead of trusting in the legacy of doctor who for some person in a writers room thirty years to remember an episode they watched when they were a kid to say ‘hey do you guys remember that episode with those spooky statues that scared the shit out of me when I was a kid what if we did something with those’

YEAH

I wanna dunk on Moffat for a second it’s important that everyone know he was super lame for making the weeping angels and then like using them a bunch instead of trusting in the legacy of doctor who for some person in a writers room thirty years to remember an episode they watched when they were a kid to say ‘hey do you guys remember that episode with those spooky statues that scared the shit out of me when I was a kid what if we did something with those’

YEAH

Certain words can change your brain forever and ever so you do have to be very careful about it.