#Seasonal Brew

[savage-kult-of-gorthaur]

"PURE GOODNESS -- NO BAKING REQUIRED. STOCK UP -- OLD FEZZIWIG ALE WON'T LAST."

PIC(S) INFO: Spotlight on promotional images for Samuel Adams Old Fezziwig spiced brown ale, balancing sweet toffee and rich, dark caramel notes with subtle holiday spices like ginger and orange peel.

CATEGORY: Brown Ale

BRAND: Samuel Adams

ORIGIN: United States, Massachusetts

ALCOHOL/ABV: 5.9%

MINI-OVERVIEW: "One of the most beloved holiday beers in Sam Adams history makes a triumphant return in time for the holidays. Old Fezziwig is a spiced brown ale that balances sweet toffee and rich, dark caramel notes with subtle holiday spices like ginger and orange peel. Pure goodness - no baking required. Stock up -- Old Fezziwig Ale won't last."

-- SAMUEL ADAMS/BOSTON BEER CO.

Sources: www.picuki.com/media/3501328618953869983 & www.massbrewersguild.org/news/tag/Gifts+for+Beer+Lovers.

[shouyuus]

the first time college roommate!vi sees you in one of her shirts, she loses her mind just a little bit, bc it's a sunday morning, and she walks into the living room to find you there, one of her big graphic shirts hanging off your shoulders, a book perched against an empty bottle of peach svedka from god knows when, munching through a bowl of overnight oats.

"is... that mine?"

you jump to your feet, blushing something fierce as you tug at the hem of the shirt, pursing your lips; vi's stomach flips; there's a flake of oatmeal at the corner of your lip that she wants so badly to reach out and wipe for you --

"sorry! it's just -- i forgot to do laundry yesterday, and i think one of your shirts got mixed up with my clothes in the last batch so i just --" you fidget with your own fingers, cheeks blazing as you stare down at her shirt hanging off your frame.

"no, no!" vi says, clearing her throat as she tries to focus on anything other than the way your thighs peak out from beneath the hem of the shirt. how she can catch a glimpse of your collarbone when the wide necklines shifts this way and that. "it's fine! you -- it looks good on you, cupcake."

you chew on your lips, tugging at the hem. "t-thanks but -- i'll wash it again before giving it back --"

"you don't have to --" vi says, a bit too quickly, and you look up, your eyes wide. she swears inwardly, clenching her fists. "i mean -- i've got a million shirts like it so you -- you keep that one."

she makes a brave attempt at her usual, easy smirk, shrugging up a shoulder as she looks you over one more time.

"it looks good on you."

and she thinks she's got it -- thinks she's finally gotten back to ground zero, maybe even gotten a bit of the upper hand here. it used to be so easy to make you blush, back when you both first moved in, just a few carefully aimed words here or there, a teasing smirk, and you'd be turning pink enough to match her hair. but it's been harder lately, and vi doesn't really know why (or rather, she doesn't want to think about it too hard, lest she really drive herself crazy with the thought of you), but she's glad that she's still got it in her.

even if it does take everything inside her not to be blushing herself.

"thanks..." you swallow, rubbing your fingers into the soft, worn in material, "i like it cause... it kinda smells like you."

vi thanks every single deity she can think of the name for that she's leaning against the doorframe of her bedroom because if she hadn't, she's sure you would've just taken her out.

and later, after she's made up some ass excuse and said that she's gotta go to the gym for a mid-morning workout (she doesn't actually, but the thought of spending more time with you in that apartment with you prancing around in one of her shirts had her nearly catatonic), she buries her face in her hands, sitting in the gym lockers, her heart thumping a mile a minute, your voice caught like a record on loop in her head as she feels her entire body flush a deep, prickling crimson --

i like it cause... it kinda smells like you.

sweet lord she is so, so fucked.

[lizardkingeliot]

i need louis and lestat in their "we're not back together we're just friends who are in love and share a heart and cannot exist without the other" era to casually touch each other so much it starts turning into a game to see how much they can drive the other one out of their mind. louis greeting lestat with a hand to the small of his back or the nape of his neck, delighting in the way lestat immediately shivers. lestat standing far too close to louis backstage before a show and pressing his lips right to louis' ear to whisper something that doesn't need to be whispered...

louis drawing lestat in by the front of his shirt to ask him a mundane question. lestat thumbing at louis' chin to tell him he'll see him after soundcheck. louis very intentionally letting their fingers brush together when he passes lestat his camera to show him the pictures he took during that night's show...

this whole game, of course, ends with louis shoving lestat up against a wall one day muttering curses under his breath before he crashes their mouths together. 🥰

[zhukzucraft]

a villager that is a cut above the rest

[ultipoter]

Pokemon Legends Arceus fan comic, where Jirou has disappeared and Volo has complicated feelings about it. (And maybe figures out that there's a bit of a God in that little phone of Jirou's)

[keepingupwiththeboltons]

Sense i havent seen anyone else mention it, id like to say: props to orwyle for being the least sexist man on the green council 👏👏👏 keep brewing moontea king

[unloneliest]

in the lonely hearts club job leverage asks the question "does romantic love exist?" and answers it by having eliot buy parker a venus fly trap on hardison's behalf, expecting no recognition and revealing eliot remembers a throwaway comment parker made on their second job together.

we all know this.

but was anybody going to tell me hardison already had a browser window open looking for restaurants to buy eliot in portland in response at the start of the episode immediately after that? or was i supposed to figure it out on a rewatch all by myself?!

[mcytegg]

ngl i think a betrayal within the empire is inevitable. like esp considering who is in it and their differing morals 😭

[toyastales]

Homemade Coffee Frappuccino

[vintage-tigre]

[soupdreamer]

given what we've seen in the past episode I'm terrified of what's to come. sam reich what are you cooking

(from this)

[savage-kult-of-gorthaur]

COOKIES WITH YOUR LAGER? MADE ONLY WITH THE FINEST SAMUEL ADAMS.

PIC INFO: Spotlight on a promotinal images and a sugar cookies recipe using Samuel Adams Winter Lager, c. fall/winter 2020 -- "Toast the Holiday Season with New Samuel Adams Winter Lager and Seasonal Brews."

PIC(S) #3 & #4: More Samuel Adams Winter Lager promotional images. Boston Beer Company.

MINI-OVERVIEW: "Samuel Adams brewers have reformulated the storied Winter Lager to bring drinkers a crisper and brighter experience with every sip. Featuring an enhanced crisp bock recipe and amplified orange notes inspired by the season, the deep ruby brown beer features hints of seasonal spices that complement its rich, caramel maltiness with just a touch of bitterness and a hint of citrus in the finish that brings a festive flavor to any holiday celebration.

PART II: “As one of the first seasonal beers we brewed over 30 years ago, Winter Lager was inspired by the unique flavors and festivities of the holiday season that bring drinkers together,” said Jim Koch, Samuel Adams Founder and Brewer. “Constantly optimizing our recipes in pursuit of better beer, Samuel Adams brewers revisited the complex profile of this long-loved beer to create a crisper and brighter Winter Lager that boasts the spice and citrus flavors of the season with a malty finish and greater drinkability.”

-- MASS BREW BROS. (November 10, 2020)

Sources: www.picuki.com/media/2460683454163291882, https://massbrewbros.com/samuel-adams-new-winter-lager-brings-a-wintery-remix-to-holiday-classics, various, etc...

[lordandladywhistledown]

What if:

Colin mostly picks suitors for Pen, and he does that based on how well he knows them and how good they will be for her (sort of how Anthony did for Daphne). Penelope, because of this, just doesn't feel a spark with any of them because A) it feels to forced for her (she's a romantic girlie like all of us, after all) and B) Colin just keeps criticising every man (that he chose himself!!!) and is just a very obvious, protective presence around Pen so she can't relax. And the suitors don't like his constant interference and very obvious love for Penelope.

Colin (because of some duties or whatever) can't come to one of the balls and Pen feels relief because she's just a little tired of him nagging about every man being not good enough for her. So, what if during one of those balls where Colin isn't present, she meets Lord Debling, and because their acquaintance and interactions aren't forced by anyone else, Pen actually relaxes and starts to shine and show her true self to him. They dance and talk the entire night.

With Colin not being there to witness it, he has to find out about this in Lady Whistledown (Pen very obviously writes about it because she just needs Colin to know), and that's why he's angry when holding the paper.

[archangelgabriellives]

Suptober 2024, Day 8: Witches Brew

"A resurrection spell. In case you need it. Now, let's seal it with a wee kiss."

Moments before they were so rudely walked in on

@wigglebox

[childhoodtheme]

a tomgreg endgame that i'd actually be very happy with would be for them to accidentally begin to address the very weird yet very real homoerotic tension between them, both of them at first pointing fingers at the other but weakening their arguments when they realise their strange feelings could actually be reciprocated, and then for tom to go "should we um—i mean do you want to" and then for them to slowly inch into the stiffest, most tentative open-eyed kiss which in a flash devolves into the raciest, steamiest, most impassioned hands-fumbling hair-tousling heart-racing blazers-flying office-shaking gay make-out session on television. and then for them to pull back, breathless and dishevelled, stare wildly at each other for a beat, before simultaneously conceding "yeah that's not—yeah i don't think that's it" and leaving the room only to never speak on it again

[witch-of-lightanddark]