#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

[szaryherbatnik]

Uhhh bling bling bitch

More purple version if u care because i truly cant decide which one i like more idk szare nation this was the main version earlier but i decided i prefer the less purple one

[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.

[overflowing-glass]

Look if a Merthur fic doesn’t start with them fighting then I don’t want it

[megsiepoo]

            "Oh, please, spare me your false concern," he muttered, sticking his nose in the air defiantly. "Do not act as if you do not hate me."             "Narinder, I don't-"             "You hate me because of your own lack of understanding. You failed to understand the nature of our transaction. You served me as a loyal follower, carrying out my will til it no longer suited you, yet you have the audacity to call me traitor." His lips curled up in a sneer as he leaned closer towards the Lamb, close enough for his rank breath to brush against their face. "As if I could ever care enough about you to hate you."

I had zero intention of adding another entry into the drunken bishop series yet here we are

Hope you guys enjoy! Feedback appreciated as always

[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.

[scarletspider2the2ndpower]

Chasm: Curse of Kaine (Vol. 1/2024), #1.

Writer: Steve Foxe; Penciler and Inker: Andrea Broccardo; Colorist: Brian Reber; Letterer: Joe Caramagna

[fragmentedblade]

Also, Velite/Argenti actual OTP. What's that post about the hero walking into the story and the friend aware of the tropes walking alongside them right into danger because even if they know, because they know, they can't let the hero go alone?

[zeravmeta]

yeah yeah cannibalism as a devotion metaphor but like im trying to cut back on the red and fatty meats yknow dont you think a salad would be nice every once in a while

[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

[kienium]

skyward sword is like catnip to queer people with religious trauma

[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 😵‍💫

[the-eclectic-wonderer]

Lynnie Green was and still is a fan of Bea- she refers to herself as an 'acolyte' in an interview I listened to. She was a fan even before getting on the show, she followed Bea's theater career closely. She's also talked about how (I can't remember which appearance) at the end of filming Bea said she was going for a drink (I think they shared a dressing room) and how she regrets that Bea was obviously offering to take her out on the town and she was so, like, in awe that she fumbled it and she regrets it to this day because she wanted to cross that bridge from acolyte to confidant and thinks they could've been great friends. She's also said Bea kept in touch with her after filming and would always greet her warmly when they ran into each other or offer her tickets to some shows a few times over the years. OH and she's a lesbian, happily married to her wife (just found this out at the last Golden Con). she rocks, basically.

Anon, oh my god. The amount of incredible information you have given me.

First of all -- Lynnie referring to herself as an acolyte of Bea is incredible. Honestly wish I'd been able to follow Bea's career as closely as Lynnie did, if only for the chance to call myself her acolyte.

The story about Bea inviting her out for a drink and her fumbling the invitation is so relatable, oh my god. Can you imagine, getting to work with someone you admire so much? No -- getting to impersonate her?? And then she invites you out for a drink??? I would have died on the spot. Holy shit. Absolutely incredible. I'm so sorry for her that she didn't get to become Bea's friend but honestly I completely get her panic!

And Bea -- I know by now that she was a complete sweetheart, but this information just melts my heart!!! She kept in touch with her? She was warm to her and sent her tickets to her shows??? Oh ;-; what a sweet lovely person she was!!! I'm forever mad I didn't get the chance to see her in person! What a blessing upon this world!!

And on top of all this, on the first day of pride month, you come and tell me Lynnie is a happily married lesbian?? Anon you have made me so happy. So so so happy. Thank you so much!!! You're absolutely right, she rocks!

[unrav3l]

i saw a theory/headcanon that after the final battle sanemi fell into alcohol addiction. and i guess it makes sense but it also had me thinking that whats even more possible hes an abstinent. looking at the hatred he had towards his father i feel like he wasnt drinking at all, like absolutely fucking never. if he struggled with any addiction i bet the alcoholic one would be the least possible