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wine-porn · 10 months
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Vieux Rouge
Found a little satellite in the cellar… Yeah, it should have been dranken sooner, but so many wines–so little time. Heavy garnet brick in the glass, considerable bottle-funk blowing off easily to sharp spirit of equally sharp fruit, muddled down a bit into something I suppose could be called “tertiary”. Sharp again in the mouth, a spritely haze over-shadowing what remaining fruit exists. Big…
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aboutbeverages · 1 month
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clipstone · 4 months
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Restless River
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Restless River Wanderlust South Africa 2020 Red blend
This bottle of wine varies year to year, the 2020 iteration being a blend of 8 different grapes. The white grapes balance the bigger flavors with acidity and citrus, adding elegance.
Situated just 5km from the South Atlantic Ocean and with vineyards at an altitude of 1200ft, Restless River’s estate benefits from a cool climate with maritime influence having some of the lowest daytime temperatures in the South African winescape.
This unique terroir coupled with organic, low intervention winemaking methods produced elegant and light wines with outstanding balance and complexity.
Tasting notes: red fruit, aniseed, chocolate, soft oak, white flower, apple blossom
Pairing: game, beef, poultry
Similar to: Pinotage
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pagingdrmusic · 7 months
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And some new sweet wine picks!
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haybug1 · 10 months
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Paraduxx Proprietary Red Blend ~ Wine of the Day
The beauty of a blend is that the resulting wine has balance. That is exactly what Napa Valley’s Paraduxx Red Blend offers. Combining traditional Bordeaux and Rhone varieties, including Cabernet Sauvignon and Grenache, the rich, luxurious wine is a soft, luscious offering with character and style. Black and blue fruits and purple flowers lift from the glass, melding with warm spice and vanilla…
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willreadforbooze · 11 months
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DRUNK REVIEW: Catching Stars by Cayla Keenan
Catching Stars by Cayla Keenan Reviewed by Sam! What I drank prior: i had one of the weirdest day. I woke up pissed off for some reason and just couldnt kick it… so Parker drank with me on FaceTime. Goodreads Overview: Jayin Ijaad is in hiding. A witch with powerful abilities, she carves out a life for herself in the slums of Pavaal, a city rotting from the inside out. When an old…
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latenightsundayblues · 3 months
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Fucking love the final flashback montage in saw VI because the way they edited it makes it look like hoffman is pissing directly on an unconscious erickson's bald head
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Ive been cry laugghing for five fucking minutes
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skunkes · 5 months
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catboy-fentanyl · 2 months
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cant stop drawing them.... ... . inspired by that part in a garden across our collarbone where they buy those onesies :333 please go read that fic by @pittdpeaches !!!
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wine-porn · 10 months
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Bloc Party
I can’t believe my luck at stumbling on a producer in Paso making such delicious, drinkable wines. Across the board. Great vineyard sources, all, and here is a great example. Sure the west-side gets all the plaudits and blingy price-points, but as I have long championed: the vast sprawling expanses of east-side make the *working-man’s* wines–especially cab and merlot. I’m guessing probably…
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pjs-everyday · 3 months
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today, pinky requests that our heroes put on their best disguises!! tooootally unrecognizable, right? 🤭❤️
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codgod · 2 months
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yaaay yippee woohoo ^-^
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koinotame · 4 months
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if i was your husband
word count: 1.4K content warnings: unhealthy relationship dynamics, some nonsexual touching of dubious consent, otherwise just 1400 words of yandere-typical obsession
characters included: childe
a/n: this is a repost (heavily edited in some parts, lightly edited in others)! and a sequel to this. you can read this as a standalone modern au oneshot, but it'll probably make more sense with the context of the previous one. also on ao3! next part here
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"you know," you say after a while of quiet between the two of you, staring vacantly at the tv playing some seasonal movie and leaning further into the couch. "my friends were saying you’d make a good husband."
out of the corner of your eye, you see him still.
"…really?"
something about the way he says it makes your stomach queasy.
you hum halfheartedly, still trying to pretend you’re more invested in the movie than the current conversation.
"what do you think, then?"
that gets you to turn to him. "huh?"
he’s looking directly at you, face propped up on his fist. the way his eyes, deep and all consuming, bore into yours makes you feel like you’re a sailor about to give in to the enthralling call of the ocean. "how do you think I’d do as your husband?"
"well…" you pause for a bit, eyes flicking back to the movie and staying there for a bit. he doesn’t move, staring directly at your face. your eyes inch to the opposite corner of the scren, a bit further away from him.
a few minutes pass by before you say anything again. "I mean, your cooking is great. and you like cleaning, and—" you start counting off other husbandly traits he has on your fingers. your hands are almost full by the time you’re done, which is also when you finally turn back to him. "so. yeah, I think you’d make for a good husband."
his stare is starting to get kind of unnerving.
you smile awkwardly, trying to ease the tense air. "…maybe that makes you more of a house husband, though?"
he doesn’t respond to your jest.
"you think so?"
instead, he sounds strikingly serious. he usually sounds light and lively, so his current inflection sounds eerie.
you don’t have time to think about it any more before he’s draping himself over you, his arms leaning onto the couch behind you and torso just barely not touching you. his eyes search your face for something, not missing the jolt at his sudden movement.
after an intense couple seconds of observing you, his face turns up into a wide, almost overexcited smile.
his head drops into the crook of your shoulder, arms wrapping themselves around your waist and pressing you even further into the couch. you hear him inhale loudly, then let out a content sigh as he presses his face further against you. he doesn’t mind the way you stiffen at the sudden sensation, or the way your arms remain rigidly at your sides.
"…what are you doing?"
"if I was your husband," he ignores your question, not moving. "I’d be the happiest man alive. no, forget that—I’d be the happiest person alive."
your mouth feels dry when he presses a light kiss against the exposed skin on your throat.
"I’d cook breakfast, lunch and dinner for you every day. I’d learn all your favourites and I’d pack you lunch every day." he takes another deep whiff. you’re sure you’re not imagining it this time. "I could pack you those cute themed lunch boxes, too. I’d get up early every morning to make sure I can finish everything in time."
his eyes open, his lashes brushing tenderly against your skin. "I’d wake you every day, and I’d hold you as we fall asleep every night. I’d take care of everything so you can always take it easy, and I’d make sure you’re always comfortable."
his breath is hot against your skin. "I’d make sure to tell you that I love you every day. the house would always be ready for your return, the sheets always fresh and your clothing always ironed."
he moves down, pressing his face against where your heart is. his ear lays flat against your chest. the look on his face is hard to describe, bordering on hypnotised. "I’d make sure you’re always happy. I’d take care of all the rent, and the utility bills, and food, and whatever else needs to be paid."
his eyes appear glazed over. "you could spend your days lounging around, doing nothing while I take care of you and pamper you. I could buy you whatever you want, whenever you want, for whatever reason you want. I’d do anything for you. nothing is off the table for you."
his grip tightens, pressing you further into him, as if he doesn’t want there to be an end to him and a beginning to you between the two of you.
"I’d make sure nobody could hurt you, of course. anyone who tries will sorely regret it." he says the words as if they come so naturally to him as his voice gets just a little bit more frantic. "I’ll take care of any and all of your problems. no matter what."
"if I couldn’t do that, I wouldn’t have the right to call myself your husband." he smiles up at you, tone suddenly cheerful. if it wasn’t for his previous words, his smile would seem innocently excited.
for all the months you’ve been living with ajax, you’ve never felt particularly threatened by him. he’s never made you think the rumours about him are true, never given you any reason to be scared or angry with him. he’s weird, and kind of pushy sometimes, and you’re never quite sure what he’s thinking of, but he’s never been scary.
you’re not sure you agree with that anymore.
with bated breath, you watch as he takes one of your stiff hands gently into his own and presses it against his cheek. it feels uncomfortably warm against your skin.
"I’d be the best husband you could have. you’d always be happy with me, I promise. I swear it on my life. I’ll never let you down."
his expression remains equally love-struck and intense no matter what he says, like he’s barely managing to contain his devotion, but there’s a hint of desperation behind them the more he goes on.
"if I was your husband…"
he pauses, dark pools of blue staring into your eyes intensely.
"your grace," he suddenly drops to his knees in front of you, keeping his hold on your hand but moving to hold it in front of him gingerly. "would you marry me?"
he doesn’t give you time to answer, instead pressing his face against your knee. his gaze doesn’t waver. "I know I’m getting ahead of myself, that I could never deserve you, that we’re still so young, but… now that I’ve had a taste of being around the real you, I’m not sure I could ever let that feeling go."
his eyelids close and he lays his head on your lap. "I don’t know what I’d do if I ever lost your favour. I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if I drove you away."
the movie is still playing in the background. your fingers feel cold.
"but I can’t help myself." his eyes open again and stare at you again, deeper than any lake could ever be. "I love you."
he presses himself further against you, arms wrapping around your calves delicately.
"I love all of you. I love you when you’re happy and I love you when you’re sad. I love every single part of you." he starts rubbing his cheek against your legs. "whenever you come back home tired or downcast, I want to go out and destroy whatever is causing you grief. I’d overthrow the entire world for you if it’d please you."
the way he talks about you as if you’re some sort of divine being is makes your head spin.
"actually…" the flush on his cheeks accentuates, the warmth of his face tangible even against your clothed leg. "wouldn’t that be nice? you could be the divine ruler and I’d be your personal knight, the strongest and most loyal in the entire world…"
the tone in his voice is overeager, though his words remind you more of a fairy tale story disconnected from reality than like something he really means. "it wouldn’t even be hard, nobody here has visions and no matter what they say, anyone with one has an innate advantage over those who don’t. and should that fail, I’ll always have…" the rest is mumbled against your legs and unintelligible.
after a couple more seconds, he sighs, almost wistfully. "but this world has those pesky nuclear weapons instead, so I’ll settle for being your husband instead."
one of his hands reaches out and intertwines with yours again. he squeezes it tenderly.
"I love you."
his eyes bore into yours even as he presses a reverent kiss to the back of your hand.
"if you find me suitable…" the expression on his face can only be described as lovesick. "please marry me."
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haybug1 · 2 years
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The Unteachables for "Only Murders In The Building"
The Unteachables for “Only Murders In The Building”
If you haven’t watched the first season of “Only Murders in the Building” on Hulu, watch it now. And, then, start binging Season 2, as it may be even better. Our latest “Cogill Wine and Film” podcast on reVolver Podcasts shares why (linked here.) And, to pair with the unlikely trio of podcasters and detectives, an awesome wine from Chronic Cellars in Paso Robles, The Unteachables ($35). I had a…
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vick3l · 2 years
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A New Star
When a new star shines, it's time for her to step on the stage and show what she's been given.
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