#wizard of wines

[curse-of-dming-strahd]

okay throw out all my notes, forget vallaki, forget whatever bullshit I had planned for krezk, forget the dragon quest and whatever's going on with Ireena

WE GOTTA SAVE THIS FUCKING WINERY

thank god, I can't trust my players to care about NPCs enough to fulfill their sidequests but I can count on them to be deeply invested in the only place that makes booze in barovia.

[monmatch]

Burning down the only good place for wine in the damn valley 😭🍷

[ilovemesomevincentprice]

Vincent Price and Peter Lorre

The Raven (1963) dir. Roger Corman

[star-shine-s]

I really like

*checks notes*

Glinda, Fiyero/Scarecrow and Dorothy found family AU

I dunno it just seems sweet to me, and Glinda gives off the vibes of that one TikTok audio that's like "I could be a good mother"

I could write a whole fic about this

Or, or, an AU in which Dorothy is transported to Oz when she's a baby/when Glinda (or Galinda considering the timeline), Fiyero and Elphie are still students at Shiz. Post Madame Morrible causing a storm, instead of a house falling on Nessa, a basket with a blue gingham checkered blanket lands on Glinda and Elphie's balcony with Dorothy (and possible Toto) inside, attached to the basket is a note, from Auntie Em and Uncle Henry, and a birth certificate with the parents names completely erased, so, like any reasonable people, Glinda and Fiyero slap their names on the birth certificate and say "screw it this is our baby now."

Also included in the above AU, rich wine aunt Elphie.

[gavamont]

Mulled wine is a potion and I am preparing my best buffs for an upcoming dungeon. It is an ice dungeon even.

[wolfstargazer]

7th October - Ghost - @wolfstarmicrofic - word count: 437

It was a rare moment of impulse that had led Lily to be standing outside the door of Remus' bedsit on a drizzly Tuesday night, a bottle of red in one hand and Stevie Nicks' new album in the other.

It hadn't taken Remus long to open the door, and although he undoubtedly looked more than a little surprised to see her, he hid it quickly behind his characteristic polite and curious smile.

Lily watched his eyes take in the record, the wine, her hair that was undoubtedly unruly from the damp and probably something a little manic in her eyes.

He took a step back, opened the door a little wider and welcomed her inside without a further word.

Lily sat on the floor, back against the sofa, as Remus retrieved two glasses. She poured the wine when he returned and he picked up the record, slipped the vinyl from it's sleeve, placed it on the player and started it with a flick of his wand.

"It's just come out," Lily said, hoping their joint appreciation of Stevie would stand as enough of an explanation as to why she had come.

Remus gave a slight nod, giving nothing away, and sat beside Lily on the floor. Their knees were touching.

Lily stared into her glass, took a sip to steel herself, and said, quietly, "James doesn't know I'm here."

"I figured."

"I know he just wants to keep me and Harry safe. And I love him for that. But sometimes...I don't know...it's suffocating...a love like that."

Remus said nothing for a moment before offering, gently, " He cares very deeply for you."

"I know."

Lily exhaled and closed her eyes. The tendrils of the wine, the closeness of Remus beside her, and the rhythm of the music relaxed her.

She turned, caught Remus' eye and prompted by the unexpected speed of the alcohol's effect, offered, "He misses you, you know."

Her words had an instant effect on Remus. A ghost of something appeared and was rapidly replaced by something constructed and composed as he took a swig of his drink and said, "I doubt that."

Lily hesitated. Her voice caught a little as she ventured, "If you saw him, you'd know."

"Know what?"

There was an irrasicble edge to Remus' voice that cut through Lily's growing tipsiness, giving her pause and stopping her from what she was going to say next.

He needs you. He wants you. He just can't find the words to say.

Lily gave a shrug, the needle on the record skidded to a halt, and she took another draft of her wine in silence.

[galacticjonah]

Hi! is there a place where we can read Water, Blood and Wine other than patreon? I'd be willing to pay for reading it but I can't seem to find a source thank youuu

Hiii!! First of all, thanks SO much for being interested in Water, Blood and Wine!!

The graphic novel is still in the making and but not much more beyond the first chapter is finished to a degree where I can show it. I'm a full time freelancer and currently supporting my household by myself, aka any project that doesn't pay the bills has been shelved :((

My goal is still to finish it one day and when that happens I will be screaming it off the rooftops.

That said I have been considering selling the first chapter as a PDF (I've been selling a physical sample at conventions) so honestly this ask is making me consider that option again.

[gh0st-lie]

[justiebunch]

Do you guys ever think about how op some of the cookies in kingdom would be if DevSisters actually worked with the potential in their stories???

Because I do. A lot

[lupiinist]

red wine super nova is dorcas about marlene

[dontmixpaintinyourcoffee]

Obsessed with the Faeth-Seacaster-Gukgak-Abernant-O'Shaughnessey family tree. (Kristen is also in there because Jawbone is her guardian although I don't believe she is legally adopted by him)

Hearts are romantic relationships, hearts with gold rims are marriages, broken hearts are breakups/divorces, the red X is disownment, the green line is legally adoptive family, and the names with grey backgrounds are the deceased

[kishfish]

Convinced that Red Wine Supernova was written for Sapphic Wolfstar.

[siiinnaaa]

the most Marlene coded lyrics ever

"she was a playboy Bridget Bardot she showed me things i didn't know. she did it right there out on the deck, put her canine teeth in the side of my neck"

[anantplayingdnd]

since asking this question is what got me bullied off of reddit, i wanted to ask my newly beloved tumblr mutuals too. curse of strahd dms (or previous players), have you ever had a party just, outright kill Davian Martikov? my group dragged the old man out of bed in his sleep, killed him in his own fields, and destroyed his soul, making sure he'll never reincarnate. All of this for the crime of... being kinda an asshole to his kids? Not wanting to give up his winery to a bunch of ecoterrorists the party made friends with? so i'm just curious if there's anyone out there who has had similar experiences (or, if it's never happened to you, what sort of consequences you think it would have for your players)

[evermoreismychild]

sirius: drinks everything out of a wine glass

remus: drinks everything out of a mug

peter: drinks everything out of a plastic cup

james: drinks everything straight from the bottle

[morninkim]

everyone SHUT UP RIGHT NOW!!!!!

pepper and shadowheart :))