#alcohol.

[mad3lyncline]

𝑫𝑹𝑬𝑾 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑲𝑬𝒀 Outer Banks ( 2020 – )

[lemonsandwisdom]

I don’t have the time to finish this how I want to so have this. This song is very Fiona to me

[darthbloodorange]

After Joseph Rogers dies, Sarah Rogers marries a new husband; A mafia boss who is a major supplier of illegal alcohol to bars across New York.

Thor is the owner of a bar that caters to the… less typical patrons. Without the support of the mob, he'd not be able to fund his bar, nor supply alcoholic drinks. The last lesson to the mob disappears suddenly, and then the Mob boss' stepson steps in to fill the man's role. Thor doesn't expect them to hit it off as quickly as they do.x

For the: ✦ @thundershieldbingo 2024 Mini Bingo - Forbidden Love [Card #3 "Tropes"]

Word count: N/a - Moodboard Title: Yggdrasil's Tap Rating: Teens Universe: Marvel Cinematic Universe Pairings: Steve Rogers/Thor Characters: Steve Rogers, Thor Warnings: Alcohol, Illegal Activities, Slightly Aged-Up Character Major Tags: Mob AU, Canon Divergence AU, Mutual Pining, Forbidden Love, Prohibition, Gay Bar, Bar Owner Thor, Maybe Human Thor, Mob Boss('s Son) Steve Rogers, Pre-Serum Steve Rogers, Aged-Up Steve Rogers ~ Summery: After Joseph Rogers dies, Sarah Rogers marries a new husband; A mafia boss who is a major supplier of illegal alcohol to bars across New York.

Thor is the owner of a bar that caters to the… less typical patrons. Without the support of the mob, he'd not be able to fund his bar, nor supply alcoholic drinks. The last lesson to the mob disappears suddenly, and then the Mob boss' stepson steps in to fill the man's role. Thor doesn't expect them to hit it off as quickly as they do.

~

I slightly aged Steve up by a handful of years so he would be an appropriate age for this to be set in the Prohibition and be a romance-able age. He's 18+.

[hee-blee-art]

sketches of the king and her right hand man

[image ID: six scanned sketches of lucifer, a thin fallen angel with light skin and long red hair with blackened ends, and beelzebub, a slim strong archdemon with light skin and long dark curly hair, both in their human forms. the first shows lucifer in a crown and holding an apple, smiling calmly. the second shows lucifer from behind as she kneels on the ground, a cloth wrapped around her waist and her large wing scars visible on her back and coloured red. her severed, bound, and preserved wings are next to her. the third shows a scowling lucifer and smiling beelzebub standing next to each other. the fourth shows beelzebub stretching one arm back behind her head while talking. the fifth shows beelzebub in profile. the sixth shows beelzebub sitting at a bar and holding a bottle of liquor as she looks off to the side and talks. end ID]

[subarulesbian]

gender euphoria from ordering a strawberry margarita for my partner and a beer for me

[cryptic-eccentric]

I want to hug men. I love you men <3

[astronomalyy]

parenting

[robin-writes-and-such]

Haven’t read the Book of Bill but this is what I think the general premise is based off of all the Tumblr posts about it

[prokopetz]

The funny thing to me about those "the combat drugs we give to the mech pilots make you grow boobs" hornyposts is that this legitimately is a known side effect of a wide range of drugs and medications. Just about any non-trivial chemical imbalance can potentially make you grow boobs. Breast growth is a known symptom of alcoholism. Some male bodybuilders experience female-typical breast development as a side effect of steroid use. Even kidney problems can induce breast growth. The human body is evidently just itching to grow boobs!

[mad3lyncline]

𝑴𝑨𝑫𝑬𝑳𝒀𝑵 𝑪𝑳𝑰𝑵𝑬 . Via Instagram ( x ) .

[mostly-funnytwittertweets]

[darthbloodorange]

One of the hotels Steve stops at during his road trip across America mentions a local vineyard doing a wine-tasting event. It's not really his thing, but decides to give it a go. He meets an interesting guy there, Georges Batroc, who is also traveling.

For the: ✦ @fluffystevefest - Leather Jacket [July 6: CLOTHES]

Word count: N/a - Moodboard Title: Good Wine and Good Company Rating: Gen Universe: Marvel Cinematic Universe Pairings: Georges Batroc/Steve Rogers Characters: Steve Rogers, Georges Batroc Warnings: Alcohol Major Tags: Fluff, Pre-Relationship, Chance Meetings, Road Trips, Wine, Steve Rogers's Motorcycle ~ Summery: One of the hotels Steve stops at during his road trip across America mentions a local vineyard doing a wine-tasting event. It's not really his thing, but decides to give it a go. He meets an interesting guy there, Georges Batroc, who is also traveling.

[hee-blee-art]

i have questions about the silliest

so was father elias ever a good charming priest? or has he always been so tired? (idk how else to word it)

also it seems like he has some substance addiction, is he aight

also have people that go to his church (if he does have a church idk if exorcists have churches) caught up, yknow, the whole demon creatura living in his necklace

absolutely delighted to talk about bedevil

[cw: christianity/catholicism, parental death, addiction/alcoholism, mental illness, exorcism]

father eli has never really been a "good" priest per se, though he wasn't always so tired (love the wording of the question /gen). his life has always been challenging, as he's been extremely sensitive to sensing / perceiving demons ever since he was born, which is understandably scary. he was abandoned by his birth mother at a convent and raised by nuns; his upbringing was fairly strict and not super fun, so to speak, though the two nuns that fostered him did love him. the church saw his sensitivity to demons as a holy calling and paired him with a notable exorcist, monsignor bonaventure, to train as an exorcist. bonaventure became a father figure to him, and the happiest time in his life was probably in his teens when he was apprenticing with bonaventure and still under the loving care of his two foster parents at the convent, even though the work was scary and the pressure of being a "holy gifted kid" was a lot. he went to seminary in order to become a fully fledged exorcist, having proven very gifted at dealing with demons because of his sensitivity (and in the human aspect of exorcisms, as he has an uncanny ability to get the truth out of people), though he had never had very strong faith; it just seemed like the thing to do. bonaventure was killed on the job shortly after eli completed seminary, and that really hit eli hard. he essentially had a breakdown and ran away from his whole life, but isolation only made things worse, and eventually the pleas from the church to use his gift / fulfill his calling convinced him to start doing exorcist work again. he's been pretty tired for a long time (aka he's got a lot of trauma and mental health issues). hope that gives some insight into his disposition; he's had it rough for a long time

he definitely does have substance abuse issues, especially alcohol and sleep medication (has had insomnia for a very long time). it's a pretty unhealthy coping mechanism for him but he sees it sort of as a necessary evil

also in fiction exorcists can and sometimes do have parishes / work for specific churches, but eli doesn't. because he's like the most renowned exorcist in the world, he doesn't have time to have a parish of his own, and that was never really something that he wanted for himself, as he never really wanted to be a priest, he just felt like he had to (and in a way, wanted to, but that's complicated) fulfill the holy purpose everyone always told him he had because of his gift. the people he works with in the church do know about him keeping a demon in his necklace, and it's somewhat of a scandalous rumour to anyone else who's heard of him; some believe it, some don't, and some experience keth firsthand, so they know it's true. the church sort of begrudgingly lets eli do whatever he wants so long as he does his job, and as much as they dislike their arrangement keth makes eli an even better exorcist, so they tolerate him as long as he's contained. so keth isn't a secret, but most people don't believe eli really has a demon necklace or believe in demons at all, so it's also not commonly accepted knowledge.

hope that makes sense! I am always happy to answer questions about the freefallverse (or any ocs / stories of mine). tyvm for asking !

[asteroidtroglodyte]

5 years ago, I was in Rehab.

10 years ago, I was watching my Potential and Opportunities dissolve and evaporate in an ocean of cheap gin and expensive whiskey.

But 5 years ago, I was in Rehab.

One of the exercises they had us perform was to imagine ourselves happy, 5 years in the future.

Many of us in that room had forgotten how to imagine nice things happening to them. A few snorted (well, I snorted), finding the notion that we’d even still be around in 5 years grimly humorous.

For about half of us, it was the last stop on the way down.

But I indulged the therapist. I was there, after all, because I did not want to die. So, I imagined myself, 5 years hence.

Happy.

It came to me all at once; an artistic remix on Norman Rockwell’s Freedom From Want, reframed with myself placing food at the table.

Sunday Dinner At My Place, I answered, when it came my turn to share my fantasy. I was asked what food I imagined eating.

It’s not the meal itself, I said, it’s the implications framed around it. Sunday Dinner At My Place means that I have a Place. It means that I have Family that will actually speak to me and friends who actually want to see me. It means money enough not just to feed myself but others too. It means having the time to spare to take the time preparing the meal.

A lot of nodding heads all around me. A struck chord. Many people with no Place, in that place. Nowhere that would lament their leaving.

5 years hence, as I lay down to sleep in my Home, with my Wife and my Son, surrounded by my Art and my Flowers, I reflect.

It was a long road. It was hard. We lost people. So many people. There were long days and long nights and hospital stays. Angry arguments with ghosts. I changed, in ways I never hoped for, or expected. Good ways, finally, for once. Slowly, against the backdrop of a world in chaos, I found my mind.

Sometimes, My Wife wondered aloud, what she did to deserve me. After some stumbling with my feelings, I eventually settled on an answer.

I’m a Rescue.

She gave me a Home.

And, so, I gave her a Family.

It seemed fair

This Sunday, my folks, which whom I have not had a shouting match in years, will come over for dinner. We will cook and eat together. My Friend became My Wife, and she took a piece of me and with it she made Our Son. There will be many hugs, and no violence. Good Things Happened.

I don’t know who needs to hear this, but you don’t know what the future holds.

don’t give up yet, ok?

It could get good, even.