#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

[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

[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.

[overflowing-glass]

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

[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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[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

[scarletspider2the2ndpower]

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

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

[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

[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?

[omgahgase]

making it ours

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