#cursed cocktails

[skygemspeaks]

Hello happy pride month, here are some sweet and relatively low-stakes queer reads for you:

Cursed Cocktails by SL Rowland - a blood mage retires after decades of fighting to protect his people, and moves to a small coastal town where the heat will be good for his chronic pain. He opens a cocktail bar and maybe falls in love with his business partner.

The House in the Cerulean Sea by TJ Klune - case worker has to investigate a group home of very powerful magical orphans. One of them is the antichrist. He tries not to lose his mind. Finds love (platonic and romantic) along the way

Legends and Lattes by Travis Baldree - badass orc barbarian decides to retire from her life of fighting and opens a cafe in a town where no one has heard of coffee before. Finds a family along the way.

A Rival Most Vial by RK Ashwick - two rival potion shop owners who hate everything about each other find out they have to work together on a potion for the mayor. Find out that maybe they don't hate each other that much after all. Oh and there's a found family in there somewhere.

#book talk #booklr #book recs #cozy fantasy #legends and lattes #travis baldree #cursed cocktails #sl rowland #the house in the cerulean sea #tj klune #a rival most vial #rk ashwick #queer #pride

[noahhawthorneauthor]

There's something about queer cozy reads that soothes the soul. Speaking of, I'm hosting a Read-Along for Phantom and Rook on Halloween!

I've partnered up with Fable to give away ebooks to those who join the book club, and if you'd like to participate but prefer audiobooks, let me know! I still have some Spotify codes that I'd be happy to giveaway.

The book club is already set up, link is here. I'll also be creating a Storygraph challenge, and sharing updates on here for those of you who like to quietly participate. It's a great way to celebrate PAR's book birthday, and to prepare for the sequel coming out in a couple months!

Blurb:

Arlo Rook has decided it’s time to move out of Garren Castle, home for orphans of all races, magical or not, at 100 years old.

It’s not the first time he’s left home, but after a setback that landed the Hedge Witch in the hospital a year ago, he ended up right back at square one. But now he’s ready to strike out on his own, despite his friend’s worries that he’s not ready for the ‘real world.’

Then, he crashes into a mess of copper curls and bright eyes, sending apothecary goods and his life into a chaotic mess. Thatch is a mysterious and incredibly wealthy benefactor of Levena, only spoken of but never seen. He requests a night of Arlo’s company and a tour of the city, which Arlo immediately declines.

But that’s not the last time they see each other, and it certainly wasn’t the first. Arlo doesn’t remember him, no one remembers Thatch after he visits, but Thatch never forgot the Witch with a familiar mark on his face.

Thatch Phantom is an immortal, the last of his kind and perpetually bored. When he’s not closing inter-dimensional rifts and corralling demons, he’s visiting his favorite city of all, Levena. Centuries ago, when life was particularly dull, he set up a scavenger hunt for a starving village, providing them with a year’s worth of supplies.

He anonymously returned year after year, upping the ante and providing less practical things, as the village had become a city and was wealthy beyond belief. Festivals were thrown in his honor, and have continued every year since. Hundreds of years later, The Game is still put on by the fabled ‘Scarlet Illusionist’, but no one has figured out who blesses them with the puzzles.

Once again, Thatch is listless and has decided to throw a wild card into this year’s Game. Whoever discovers him will win one wish of their choice, no restrictions. Aside from the obvious, such as no falling in love, murder or resurrection.

What he didn’t anticipate was crashing into the one person whose soul mark flares like a beacon when Thatch is around, teasing the immortal with the one thing he wants most.

Someone to call home.

🍁🎃🏳️‍🌈📚✨

Find Phantom and Rook here!

#aelina isaacs #phantom and rook #queer books #indie books #happy queers #gay books #cozy fantasy #cozy books #fall reads #fall books #fantasy author #indie author #writeblr #writers on tumblr #kit & basie #legends and lattes #the very secret society of irregular witches #silver in the wood #cursed cocktails #witchmark #a psalm for the wild built #letters to half moon street #soulmates #found family #mental health rep #forgotten memories #lgbtqia books #read along #fable book club

[thejakeformerlyknownasprince]

If they lived to drinking age, each Animorph's alcoholic beverage of choice?

Jake: virgin Irish coffee. Yes, he knows that that's just coffee with whipped cream on top. He's tired, okay? He came out to have a good time and he's honestly feeling so attacked right now.

Rachel: cosmopolitan. For when you're feeling girly, but also like you want to get crunked up.

Marco: the house special, whatever that might be. He enjoys sidling up to the bartender and going "surprise me."

Tobias: beer. Much like Marco, he ends up with a different drink depending on the bar, but in his case it's a matter of pointing to a tap at random.

Ax: a New Jersey Turnpike. Also known as the drink you make by taking the mat that sits on the bar and draining its contents into a glass. The name reflects that it tastes kind of like Long Island Iced Tea, if you hold your nose and if it's your fifth drink of the night.

Cassie: bourbon, neat. It was developed by American women, and it's been the subject of several workers' uprisings over the centuries.

#animorphs #animorphs meta #alcohol #food #animorphs headcanons #cocktails #yes the new jersey turnpike is a real drink and that's its recipe #cursed knowledge is cursed

[outeremissary]

The reproductive horror/breeding kink aspects of DUrge still absolutely floor me. One of the most guys of all time.

#not usually my thing but lord. in the potent cocktail of 'man what the hell is happening here' I truly love it #it's upsetting and unnerving and sexually disturbing and also has put the most cursed jokes in the world in my brain for a while #rambling #emi plays bg3 #you know what. this one should live in the drafts for a little while to consider whether it's a good idea actually. #it's 3 am and it's been almost a month and you know what I think it would be a funny little jest for future me to drop it in queue <3 #reminder to do something. too many ideas to pursue... #a surprise for queue

[mashmouths]

i have the frustrating ability to come up with the perfect ingredient to add to whatever i'm making to make it taste like nothing. i don't know anyone else who can add ingredients and get less flavor as a result and this isn't exclusive to my taste buds!! i've had people try whatever it is it's happened to and they've confirmed that it does, in fact, taste like nothing. does anyone have a different mildly inconvenient something that they'd like to swap. it can be a party trick except i haven't yet figured out how to do it on purpose, i always think the addition will complement the flavors i've got going on instead of canceling it out.

#it happens to soups and cocktails and pastas and my latest victim is my poor sandwich :( #does this happen to anyone else or am i cursed #a post

[theroyalthornoliachronicles]

Goddess of Chaos brewing potions and drinking the blood of her Thornolian victims.

#went to a HP themed cocktail bar #Brewed Potions and Drank Them #This one was called the ‘Boiling Blood Curse’ #Couldn’t pass up the opportunity to go full goddess of chaos

[gregdotorg]

Barbara Walters American Icon

#barbara walters american icon #imagine barbara hosting a terf cocktail party where this cursed hogwarts dish toddles around serving joanne's pigs-in-blanket #georgian-style silver-plated 4-chicken-legged warming dish #bonhams

[goatguy7399]

Hey does anyone want a cursed cocktail? I just made one by accident. Here’s the recipe:

1 oz fireball

1 oz tequila

1 oz Jäger

1/2 can Cola (I used RC)

1/2 can lemon lime soda (I used mike’s hard but whatever you got is fine)

1/2 a lime squeezed and then just throw the whole thing in there

2ish maraschino cherries

1/2 oz of grenadine

The resulting flavor is, for some fucking reason, bubblegum. Don’t ask me why I don’t fucking know.

#cursed cocktail #alcohol #alcohol mention #cocktails #cocktail #cocktail recipes

[bellshazes]

went to the managers reception and tried to order a gimlets which is literally just gin and lime. bartender was like I have A lime and when she went to shake the drink it spilled all over her shoulder and she had to leave for five minutes to towel off leaving people standing at the bar. you know how it is with gimlets

#literally everu time i try and order one cursed things happen #ITS A CLASSIC COCKTAIL. IT HAS TWO INGREDIENCE. HOW. #she has the vibe of being quite intoxicated but she might always be like that. she was yesterday too

[problematiquefics]

why is so much cozy fantasy rooted in capitalism

#pan tries to read #not that ive read many #but legenda and lattes #cant spell treason without tea #now curses & cocktails #all about opening a business #at least the main premise is that #and it is completely uninteresting to me

[wanderingwynns]

CURSED '22 | A Halloween Cocktail Party & Experience

CURSED ’22 | A Halloween Cocktail Party & Experience

SugarBooth is putting on their first annual Halloween cocktail and costume contest this year. This is going to be an exclusive event that will feature lots of Cleveland vendors, good food, and tasty drinks. Dylan and I are really excited to be able to attend this event so if you have any interest, please reach out! We would love friends to join us, maybe we can do a group costume? Date: October…

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#Beer #Cleveland #cocktails #costume contest #cursed #event #events #featured drinks #food #halloween #halloween party #hocus pocus #signature cocktails #smores #sugarbooth #tips

[skygemspeaks]

started reading "Sword & Thistle" today! It's the sequel to "Cursed Cocktails" by SL Rowland, which is a cozy fantasy book inspired by Legends and Lattes with an mlm couple! How fitting that I read the sequels of these two lovely books one right after the other!

Between the two, Cursed Cocktails was my favourite, and though I haven't read much of the sequel yet, I'm enjoying it so far! It follows a different main character, but the main character of the first book, Rhoren, has made a cameo in this book, which was a delightful surprise! I've missed him and Kallum 😭 The scene in this book is actually a scene that was in the first book, just from the pov of a different character, which is really cool! Can't wait to read more of this one

#cursed cocktails #sword and thistle #sl rowland #booklr #book talk

[psykicks]

Pete and Zira want to make cursed cocktails. Or more accurately, Pete wants to subject Zira to them.

Nate will also partake but because his tastebuds are MIA he uh... he scares both of them.

#nate can drink well vodka straight of course he can drink cursed cocktails #ooc #musings #Jenkins is watching with bemused interest #and winston is straight up laughing

[worrisomepicturesofandyfarrant]

#Andy Farrant #oxboxtra #did it and be'd a legend #I'd like to thank the curse witch for getting over the whole ditch incident #quite sinister but also holding a deeply horrific cocktail #using the word 'cocktail' in the loosest sense possible

[justwriteyoudummy]

CLVuncannon's 2024 '100 TBR Challenge'::

1/100: Pangea Online- Death and Axes

★★★★

Date Started: 1-1-2024

Date Finished: 1-1-2024

As a fan of Rowland's other work: Cursed Cocktails, I was excited to dive into Pangea Online. The writing style is DISTINCTLY DIFFERENT as this was apparently his first novel vs Cursed Cocktails which feels more robust and filled with his writing voice and style. Still, Pangea Online marks a great start to the series as it follows Esil, a data miner who secretly strikes it rich one day on the job when he finds a hidden developer chest which grants him the chance to finally go explore the world he's only seen through other people's streams. With his newfound wealth Esil joins a tournament in the hopes of winning the prize money offered at the end to help pay for his fellow miner's mother's treatment for her longstanding illness. Esil must solve riddles, complete quests and level up enough to keep up with his more experienced competitors if he wants a shot at the winnings.

Characters: 9

Atmosphere: 9

Writing style: 8

Plot: 8

Intrigue: 10

Logic: 7

Enjoyment: 9

#CLVuncannon's 100TBR challenge #100 TBR Challenge #Pangea Online: Death and Axes #LitRPG #Indie Author #support indie authors #Author of Cursed Cocktails #book review #bookblr #bookish

[altruisticalastor]

↳˗ˏˋAlastor x Wife!Readerˊˎ˗ ↴

☒ Summary: Lucifer gets a little too brazen with Alastor's darling wife. Guess the Ruler of Hell would just have to learn a lesson about who you belong to.

☒ Warnings: fem!reader, she/her pronouns used, jealous!alastor, soft comforting shower sex, knotting, alastor has a tail, consent, making out, soft kisses, biting, marking kink, alstor laps up the readers blood because he bites a liiiitle too hard, creampie, banter between alastor and lucifer, as well as banter between the reader and angel

☒ Word Count: 1,972

Alastor was quite the jealous type. 

You were his wife in life and death. To say he was protective of you was an understatement. So, it only made sense that Alastor would lose his composure when the ruler of hell himself arrived at the Hazbin Hotel. 

Lucifer was a rather charming man, but you were spoken for. So when he grasped your hand and placed a chaste kiss on the back of your palm, your hand yanked away in the blink of an eye. You could have sworn you heard a crackling growl escape your husband's lips as he watched Lucifer offer you a lustful gaze- and that was simply unacceptable. 

"I see you've met my wife!" Alastor let out a forced chuckle as he looped his arm around your waist, pulling you close to his side. You let out a sigh of relief. All thanks to your husband's rescue. Lucifer gave Alastor a pointed look before he blurted out, "You're joking... right?" He scoffed. 

Your face scrunched up in anger at Lucifer's rude remark. "Oh, he's as serious as a heart attack." You spat, snaking your own arm around Alastor's back. You squeezed his waist, a habit of yours that let your dear husband know when you were livid. 

"But- look at you! You're gorgeous, sweetheart, and he's just... freaky." You were about to snap back before your husband's maniacal laughter tore through the room. "Ha Ha! That's rich coming from the short stack!" Alastor quipped, grip tensing around your waist. Lucifer's chest puffed up in defense before he let out an airy laugh. 

"Aha! The height I lack up here, I surely make up for below the belt! Maybe I can show your wife sometime." Lucifer shot you a playful wink, causing your face to scrunch up in disgust. Alastor tensed beside you before he let out another forced laugh, ducking low to get in Lucifer's face. "Ha Ha! Fuck you." Your husband spat, voice missing its usual radio static tone. 

Before the situation could escalate further, Charlie intervened. Pushing her father away from the tense atmosphere while mouthing a sympathetic "Sorry!" your way. The aura in the room was stiff. You could certainly cut the tension with a butter knife. "Damn, smiles! Looks like lil' Luci himself has got eyes for your girl!" Angel stated before taking a swig of his cocktail. 

You turned your head in Angel's direction. Shooting him a warning glare. The last thing you wanted was for Angel to get caught in the crossfire of your husband's anger. Alastor remained quiet before he slowly began walking toward the staircase. You could tell he was seething with how his ears twitched atop his head. Your husband flickered up the steps without a word, making you worry. 

"Damn it, Angel! You knew he was pissed enough as is, no need to poke the bear!" You sighed, rubbing your temples as you made your way over to the bar. Husk poured you a drink, shaking his head in agreement. "Dont'cha mean poke the deer?" Angel chuckled, patting your back in a lighthearted manner. Husk cursed under his breath at Angel's remark. 

"Cut that shit out, or he'll put you on his next fuckin' broadcast," Husk grumbled, cleaning a glass with a worn-down rag. You sipped your drink before rubbing your temples once more, shaking your head in annoyance. "I should probably go check in on him..." You spoke to yourself before turning on your heel, waving a small goodbye to your two good buddies. 

"She's in for a loooong night!" Angel giggled, causing Husk to flick his forehead as a warning to "Shut the fuck up."

You took a breath before carefully opening your shared bedroom door. "Darling?" You called out, descending further into the space as you scanned the room for your husband. You peacefully made steps toward your private bathroom, having heard the shower running from beyond the door. To your luck, the door was left unlocked, making it easy for you to slip inside. 

The bathroom was full of steam as your eyes trailed to the red tufts of hair reflecting through the clear glass shower door. Alastor heard you come in, but he still remained silent. Trying his best to cool off. He hated losing his composure more than anything. Carefully, you began ridding yourself of your garments, leaving your clothes in a pile beside Alastor's. You slid the glass door open, stepping into the shower with your husband. 

Alastor's ears were pinned against his head as he stood underneath the shower head, allowing the water to cascade down his face. His back was toward you. Your husband's hands were placed in front of him on the cold tiles. Keeping him stabilized. "Al, my love? Is it alright if I touch you?" You whispered softly from where you stood behind him. A moment passed before he nodded in agreement, still remaining silent. 

Slowly, you wrapped your arms around him. Allowing your hands to caress his midsection all the way up his chest. You rested your head in between his shoulder blades, pressing your chest flush against his back. Alastor let out a deep sigh, your touch bringing him much-needed comfort. "That impudent man.." Your husband muttered, ears twitching in annoyance as he did so. You rubbed circles into his chest, placing gentle kisses against his back. 

"He's a jerk, Al. I'm all yours, forever and always," Your lips curled into a smile toward the end of your sentence as you felt his tail wagging, brushing against your lower tummy. Your husband's shoulders eased up from your words. He let out a breath before turning on his heel. Alastor's hands immediately cupped your face, doubling over to capture your lips with his. Your eyes fluttered shut, hands rubbing your husband's sides lovingly as your mouths molded perfectly against one another. 

Your shared embrace lasted a few beats longer before your husband pulled back, half-lidded crimson eyes gazing down at you. "Indeedy, my doe. You're all mine! I suppose I'll have to make it evident to the short stack... and anyone else who dares to court you." His voice dipped low; as did his wandering hands. Alastor's pointed nails dug into the back of your thighs as he hoisted you up. On instinct, your legs wrapped around his slender waist. 

A pleasant gasp escaped you as you felt your husband's hard length brush against your core. Alastor let out a deep growl against the nape of your neck as he nipped at the sensitive flesh there. "Alastor..." You whined. Tipping your head back so your husband could have better access. A shiver ran down your spine when your back collided with the cool tile walls. Alastor bit a little too harshly between the juncture of your throat and shoulder. 

A bit of blood trickled down your collarbone, but your husband was quick to lap it up. A deep groan from him sent a rush of heat down to your core. "Divine, my little doe. Absolutely delectable," Alastor mumbled against your sternum before one of his hands slipped between your bodies. He rubbed the flushed tip of his cock between your folds, groaning at the feeling of your slick. "May I, my darling?" Alastor whispered, lips ghosting over yours as he waited patiently for your approval.

"Yes, please..." You sighed, burying your hands into his soaked two-toned locks. Your husband slowly pushed himself past the tight ring of your pussy. Capturing your lips at the same time, drinking up all of your moans as he stretched you open. Your eyes rolled back into your head when Alastor bottomed out inside you. Slowly, you caressed his sensitive ears. Pride pooled in your chest when your husband twitched wildly inside you from the gesture. 

Your lips pulled back from his when Alastor began thrusting into you. His movements were sharp but shallow, not wanting to pull back more than he had to from the warmth of your pussy. Your husband's head fell forward, forehead resting flush against your shoulder. Alastor groaned against your damp skin as your walls clenched tightly around his throbbing cock. All you could do was moan in pleasure as your husband fucked into you perfectly. 

"Mine, all mine..." Alastor huffed out before suckling at the base of your neck. You could feel your husband's knot begin to swell inside you as your own release approached rapidly. Apsentmindly, Alastor's thumb dipped between your bodies. He rubbed at your clit expertly as he jackhammered up into you. Your legs tightened around his waist as the coil within your tummy was only moments from snapping. "I'm yours, all yours..." 

Your words sent Alastor over the edge. He moaned loudly into your neck as his hips stilled, emptying his load deep inside you. The feeling of your husband cumming inside you was enough to trigger your own orgasm. Alastor hissed as he felt your pussy gush around his cock, squeezing him like a vise. After a few moments, you felt Alastor's knot begin to deflate. Allowing his now softening cock to slip out of your inviting heat. "You truly are just darling. How did I get so lucky?" Alastor chuckled as he lifted his head to gaze into your eyes. 

A bashful smile crossed your features as Alastor slowly lowered your thighs from off his waist. Being sure to hold your hips, stabilizing your trembling legs. "Oh, hush! I'm the lucky one." You giggled, untangling your hands from his hair. Allowing your palms to cup his face, pulling him down for a chaste kiss. Alastor kept his eyes open as you kissed, admiring your lovely visage. After a moment, you pulled back, nuzzling your nose into his. "Now, let's get washed up before heading back out there, yeah?" 

Alastor and you emerged from the room a little while later. Meeting up with the group from where they gathered in the foyer. Charlie cheerfully waved you and your husband over, and you didn't miss the way Lucifer scowled at Alastor. "We were wondering where you lovebirds wandered off to," Vaggie stated, scooting over on the couch to allow you both to sit. Swiftly, Alastor sat on the sofa before pulling you into his lap. A smile etched into your face as your husband's arms looped around your frame, large palms caressing the tops of your thighs. 

You heard Lucifer grumble under his breath from the public display of affection. Your friends, on the other hand, had their jaws on the floor. Alastor rarely showed his physical admiration toward you in front of them. So, to say they were shocked was an understatement. "Told ya they snuck away to fuck! Look at her neck, haha- Husk! You owe me that hundred bucks," Angel blurted out. Laughing his ass off. Heat rushed to your face from your friend's crass words. Alastor, on the other hand, glared at Lucifer. His smile stretched from ear to ear as the ruler of hell fumed. 

"Angel-! Husk-?! You made a bet on whether or not Alastor and I would... ah, you fuckers!" Embarrassment flooded your entire being, hands darting up to cover your face. Alastor let out a loud chuckle from your adorable reaction. "No, toots. We're not the fuckers! You're the one who got fucked, aha!" You quickly got up from your spot atop Alastor's lap, storming over to Angel. "Husk, you're next!" You shouted, chasing Angel around the lobby. "Leave me out of this! That dumbass wouldn't shut up until I accepted the bet." Husk grumbled, not entertaining the bullshit. 

All the while, Alastor was giving Lucifer a sharp look with that shit-eating grin still illuminating his features. "As you can see, there's no need for you to show my wife your little chum below the belt. My darling is more than satisfied in my care!"

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