#devotional drink

[burning-river-ghost]

I made some tea inspired by Dionysus. It is kind of a version of sun tea and I decided to name it Taste of Dionysus. It is quite delicious and it does look a lot like red wine.

🍇🍇🍇🍇Taste of Dionysus 🍇🍇🍇🍇

Ingredients :

-Jar or pitcher with a lid

-Rosehip

-Elderberry

-Black currant black tea

-Chamomile

-Honey

Optional: lemon slices or juice, hibiscus

Instructions:

1) Put approximately a few teaspoons or one tablespoon each with the following tea and herbs in your jar, then fill with water and screw on the lid.

2) Leave your tea jar in a spot of sunlight or on the windowsill for approximately 3-5 hours or more. You can just also put it in the fridge for iced tea. Once brewed, put honey in and lemon if desired. You should get a dark red color close to the color of wine.

Note:

-You can drink in the cup of your choice or if you feel extra fancy, drink it in a wine glass!

-For an extra Dionysian flair, mix in a little tequila, vodka, or the like.

Enjoy!! Hail Dionysus!!🍇🍇🍇🍇🍇

[bamsara]

More drunken Narilamb shenanigans for a future chapter of my fic: The Rehabilitation of Death.

I know this chapter is far off but I can't stop drawing doodles of ideas and scenes for it aslkfhlksglhf (Also to everyone who's taken a liking to my AU, hi!!!)

part 1 of drunk shenanigans

[rendnotmyheart]

God, if you told me a month ago I would be knee-deep in a Grantaire and subsequently Grantaire/Enjolras and subsequently Enjolras obsession.....

[capesch-arts]

The King's Joy

(Richard Joy centric drabble)

Tw: implied transphobia, slight described gore.

"UNACCEPTABLE! COMPLETELY UNACCEPTABLE!"

There he goes again, babbling like a complete idiot.

"We need to- what the hell are you doing?!"

"Watching how well you've handled things on your end since my father's departure from this world, dear uncle. Have to say, not impressed"

"We are in a crisis! And you dare fool around while our master demands us of-!"

Oh. Don't cross it.

"Don't. Use. Our lord's name in vain, uncle. Your position as High Priest is unofficial. You're only here because your better half had suddenly passed away and you saw fit to take his title, unworthy as you are"

"UNWORTHY? Boy, if you don't shut your mouth, I'll -"

"Or you'll what? As far as I'm concerned our King has no interest in a talentless pathetic second son who leeched off of the wealth and gifts bestowed upon HIS chosen. And may I delightfully remind, that YOU lost his HEART to a couple of nobodies, nonetheless. At the very least my father dealt with more formidable nuisances, you lost to two ordinary people".

"Listen here you INSOLENT-..."

Here we go...

"... CHILD. I have been working alongside your father for YEARS! I am more than capable of leading us towards our goal! Our FUTURE!-"

I should gut you here and now.

"-I don't need the lectures of a confused lunatic!- *GASP*"

"Do you really want to cross that line, uncle? I have no qualms in ending you right now. Just one swipe and the knife on your neck would cut and paint these floors in stark crimson. And you won't be missed whatsoever. The only reason you're alive right now is that The King wishes it, not because he wants to, but because he is merciful. But, that mercy is starting to fade with your apparent incompetency. Did you think that I came all the way here because I want to follow you? Please. I'm here on the behest of our Lord to ensure that the rest of you don't fall short.

Tick tock, uncle. The King's patience for you and like-minded followers is thinning. Now, get out. The King calls for me, and I doubt he'll be happy to see you."

*stuttering* "You- I- Fuck-!"

Spineless fuck. All of them.

My Joy

Oh, that voice. That sweet sweet voice.

"My liege, Lord of Carcosa. Him who must not be named. Lord of Interstellar Spaces. The King in Yellow".

I'm pleased that you've arrived. I trust that your loyalty and service to me is unbound.

"Yes, my lord. Anything you ask of me, I will ensure it be done"

So, why is it that it took you so long to come and join the rest of them here? Have your faith wavered?

"No, my lord. I've taken initiative to learn about our foes before-"

Perhaps you thought that my satisfaction with you allows you to be bold and arrogant. Should I remind you of your place?

"Forgive me, my lord. Please, if I am unfit to be yours then I welcome your wrath and justice. I will die with content."

Hehehe. Delightful, my joy. Your devotion is needed. Amongst these fools who are driven by greed and desperation for my grace, you are a beacon. In time, you will not only be my eyes and ears in this plane of reality, but you'll be my golden tongue as well.

"Thank you, my King. Thank you for mercy"

Now, please. Continue. What have you discovered?

"Our foes. Their names are Peter Yang and Arthur Lester. Both are private investigators who reside in Arkham. Nothing of note from them aside that they specialised in missing person's cases. Why they stumbled upon your heart, My King, was complete coincidence. They were looking for Roland Cummings, but instead they discovered my father and the book."

What else have found about them?

"That they are very acquainted with one another, so much so that Arthur Lester allowed Yang to raise his daughter together. They're practically family".

Perfect, Richard. Perfect. And I trust that you know where they are?

"Their pattern, where they frequent, everything. Should you give the word, I'll strike them down and claim what you've desired."

Please.

I want it to hurt.

Yes

I want them to suffer both body and mind.

YES

I want you to kill and carve Arthur Lester into a wonder of blood and carnage. And as his daughter sees her father's fate, her screams of dismay and sorrow would haunt Peter Yang with drowning guilt and nightmares. And finally, finally, you'll do unto him with the same courteousy as you did his partner. Make it a tragedy, Richard.

"Oh... My lord. I thought you'd never ask."

[resvarie]

oc vibes tag game: caedo trevelyan

tagged by @crowwowo

i haven’t made an oc moodboard in years so this was fun 🤩

doomed by the narrative to always be a puppet but making the best out of it :’)

[mapicccc]

putting Charater through your own mental health issues will never not be Good. putting mapicc through my brain and making him actually receive the comfort I crave and having it Actually help. thats good shit

[megsiepoo]

            Narinder snapped from his surprised daze as a choked sob followed by sniffling assaulted his ears. He squinted his eyes as they adjusted to the darkness and spotted the Lamb curled at their desk. They hunched over the desktop, face buried in their arms, and their form shivered and shook. Next to them, illuminated by the dull glow of the crown, was an empty bottle of ambrosia.             Narinder's chest grew heavy as a sigh escaped his lips. The frustration of the morning evaporated as he took in the sorry sight of his Lamb. He made quick work bringing the fireplace to life, illuminating the room as warmth gradually began to chase away the chill. He snatched a blanket from the basket they kept next to the small couch in the main room and approached the Lamb, wordlessly draping it around their shoulders and gathering them into his arms, reclining onto the couch and pulling them against his chest.

Helloooo Cult of the Lamb fandom! Look, I can still write things for this!

There was a different fic I meant to finish before this one, but my brain kind of turned to soup and decided instead to write this basically in one sitting. So. Yeah. Other fic will be out eventually.

Anyway, hope you guys enjoy reading! Feedback appreciated as always

[burning-river-ghost]

Like my Taste of Dionysus tea, I have a tea dedicated to Apollo. Here’s Burning Kiss of Apollo.

☀️☀️☀️☀️Burning Kiss of Apollo☀️☀️☀️☀️

Ingredients:

-Rosehip

-Hibiscus

-Lemon or orange slices(tea version will suffice)

-Allspice

-Nutmeg

-Cinnamon

-Ginger(ground or chopped root)

-Licorice

-Bay Laurel

Instructions:

1) Fill jar with all the above herbs, spices, and tea and water.(With the loose leaf stuff, you should use about two teaspoons or one tablespoon of each thing. Bay Laurel, only one or two leaves.) Screw on lid.

2)Leave in a sunny spot or out in the daytime for approximately 3-5 hours or longer if you wish. Remove before nighttime. Optional, mix in a teaspoon or two of honey.

Notes:

I actually did this process before I left for work, so mine actually brewed approximately 6-7 hours. It doesn’t look like it in the picture, but it does have a nice deep red, almost like a sunset. The darkness of your tea depends on how long you brew it for.

[bamsara]

some doodles for some scene ideas for a future chapter in my fic, drunken gods and whatnot. they are so dumb

part 2 of drunken shenanigans

[omgahgase]

making it ours

fic from this ask for @reddeadgirl5, thank you for dropping a prompt, i really enjoyed this one <3

[moonchild-in-blue]

I'm very well aware that skincare and little treats are not the cure for mental illness, and can be a harmful way of avoiding a much serious conflict -

- but don't tell me they don't do wonders for your wellbeing. Because I'm fresh from the shower, moisturised head to toe, face mask on, with freshly cleaned underwear and a soft baggy t-shirt, animal crossing on my lap, and I feel exponentially better than a few hours ago. Even have some sweet strawberry incense burning for ambience.

[bizzyboyfriends]

They got something more important to get too.

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

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hello!!!!

just here to say to say that ur works give me the best sadness ever like nose sore, tears welling up but in such a tender n nostalgic way that i wanna sit here n read ur pieces forever. i only found u cause i wanted some good ol’ poly stsg fluff n i was saur happy when i saw the sashisu piece as well!!! im currently on the quest to binge everything so im sorry about the spam likes n reblogs but ARGH! THE FEELS!!!! the way u write all the characters so tender n soft n it goes straight to my heart 🫶🫶🫶

in conclusion, heart is warm, tummy has butterflies, eyes r lowkey swollen, n there’s a smile on my face! thank u so much!!!!

(´∀｀)♡

����🥺🥺 HIIIIIII ALLY !!!!!!! i was just about to thank you for your tags on the sashisu fic and then i saw this….. you’re suchhhh an angel i’m gonna WEEP

FIRST OF ALLL never apologize for spam liking or rbing !!!! it makes me so happy !!!!!! T_T knowing that anyone would binge my fics is like . genuinely the best feeling ever i appreciate you soso much.. i’m so happy they could warm your heart!! 🥺 sorry about the tears though . sending satoru and suguru to wipe them away asap !!!!! hang in there!!!!!!!!

AND AND !!!!!! if you like poly stsg fics then you’re in luck :33 cause i’m planning to write another one soon!!!! just . self-indulgent …. hurt/comfort……. because i like the idea of the jjk blorbos tending to their burnt out readers……… BUTTT i hope you’ll enjoy that one whenever i post it 🥺 just gonna leave a snippet under the cut in case you’re interested….!!!!!

silently, tenderly, suguru treats the nosebleed. you’re pliant and defeated, too tired to resist, letting him hold your jaw like it’s made out of porcelain, gently dab the cotton ball around your nose. as soon as he’s pulling away, you fall back on the mattress behind you — turning on your side so that you aren’t facing them. 

”fine,” you hiss, so low they barely hear it. ”fine.”

quietly, you cradle a pillow to your chest. hiding away. sensing their heavy gazes, digging softly into your back; the weight of their insistent worry.

the two men share a look.

satoru is the first to act. moving closer, slow and tentative, leaning over the mattress to ruffle your hair. you just barely resist the urge to swat his hand away, still frustrated and ashamed… but he’s being a lot more gentle than usual. so you let his big palm run over the expanse of your head, almost delicately, without complaint. trying not to melt at the feeling.

then he’s walking out of the room. nudging suguru’s shoulder, in passing, shooting him a glance that he interprets perfectly —

take care of them, okay?

……. i just want them to coddle me 😵‍💫

[pyrrhiccomedy]

How’s Tomassin doing? Besides, you know, wretched.

Surprisingly good actually? He's fallen in love with Innokenti, that blind and wild fairy-knight; who loves him in return. Bastian set them up, on the queer intuition that the two loneliest people he knew might have something meaningful to offer each other, despite their obvious differences.

It's very hard for Tomassin to be loved. It goes against the grain of that flinching thing at his heart to take up that much space in the world, to anyone. He will love - in quiet, aching solitude - very easily, and never ask for anything, or give any indication of his feelings. But how could he allow anyone to love him - blighted aberration that he is? How could that not be a great and selfish unkindness? What future could he offer someone, when he is on a forced march to kneel at God's feet and accept a seal of condemnation? How could he let someone open up a country in their heart for him, when he knows the touch of his feet upon its soil would poison the ground with salt?

But Innokenti had a blunt counter to all of Tomassin's objections: and had the nimbleness of mind, and perverse persistence, to make his case. Oh, you think you'd salt the earth inside his heart? Salt it, then: nothing grows here already, not anymore. At least you would be one living thing, in this vast and barren continent. Oh, you are afraid you couldn't offer him a future? He is fairy - what is the future to him? He lives in an endless present, and never thinks about tomorrow. You think you are condemned by your God: Innokenti has already been abandoned by his. He won't say that's not true or God doesn't hate you, Tomassin. What does he know about the Christian God? You could well be right. But he can hold your hand, in the darkness outside of salvation: and we could be a comfort to each other.

They've been very good for each other, since their love has been acknowledged between them. Innokenti has made Tomassin more comfortable in his own skin, more willing to speak up and less mortified to take up space; and Tomassin has made Innokenti more grounded, more patient, and more thoughtful. They are nearly inseparable, these days, and Tomassin's grief and shame over the unavoidable circumstance of his own existence has been undeniably, a little, alleviated.

[fyllophobia]

you art is so beautiful omg

just been coming back from a hiatus/inactivity so i’m glad people have been enjoying it so much, ffxiv has been a joy and creative font for me these past few months after feeling a bit bummed by art. thankfully i feel completely refreshed recently and comments like these make things sweeter, thank you for appreciating!!

[inky-duchess]

WTW RELATIONSHIPS WEEK - Day 4 - Love Interest 

His heart is racing beneath mine, the heat of his skin burning through me like a brand. For the longest time, I can do nothing more than lie there, in his embrace with my forehead resting on his shoulder. When I finally lift my head from Nikolai’s shoulder, it is only settle a long lingering kiss on his collar bone. I raise my eyes to his, struck by how beautiful he looks bathed in the last light of the dying day. His skin is smooth like the surface of a polished pearl pulled from crystalline waters, the sunlight bathing him in a warm glow.  Nikolai gets that smirk on his lips, the kind that demands to be kissed off immediately for its impertinence. He unhooks my hair from behind my ear, winding the lock around his fingers.

Darling.

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