I come in many different shapes and sizes. I am not alive but hold something that is. I can be found outside or inside. I do not hold tea but part of my name is shared with a vessel that does.

A guardian of secrets, silent and small, peeking through its portal reveals stories untold, a bridge for metal's twist to unlock the unknown.

When you kick me, I'll break you in turn. Yet when in danger, for my presence you'll yearn. I'll crown, but I'm of no tenet. That's right, I am a...

Doing it to a shirt Doing it to hair Flattening a skirt It's more than hot air

I rise by the fire, but shrink when I'm spent, Add th to my name and I'm a wide measurement.