Messages from Mr Wines

"Purveyor of all that is drinkable. And certain other services. The only true merchant of dreams!"

[throwmylifeawayforjustice]

Did anyone love poor Jeremy? Poor Jeremy. Poor little shpider. All alone with his eyesh and hish mirrorsh. Have another drink.

(via throwmylifeawayforjustice)

[bohemianepicene]

The Vine & The Honey-Bee

"A paradox. The irresistible force and the immovable object. The vine and the honey-bee: so many centuries of conflict! At the violet hour, two of Dionysus’ many faces. Entwined, symbiotic, in an orbit of hatred whose parabola describes fixated love." 

"Back before that vile business with the Third City Priest-Kings, the pair were the closest of colleagues. But now they claw and hiss like cats in a sack."

(art and inspiration from rukafais)

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[askmrwines]

A lovely little tribute, eh? Lovely indeed.

[anton-deveaux]

"You describe the bond between the deviless and her pet in simple, evocative verse. The way the little creature used to nestle in her lap and chirp just for her. The way she really seemed to love him…"

[askmrwines]

Ah, bats! Ever useful, ever intelligent, ever adorable, even.

[bringdownthemoon]

[deepdarkmarvellous]

Ah, Neathy love. Is there anything so romantic as bat-watching?

[voquest-deactivated20150406]

[prettyyiinpunkk]

I need these for my coffee.

[deepdarkmarvellous]

Tea at the Brass Embassy. One skull, or two?

[askmrwines]

i've woken up with a bottle of laudanum with only half a raw egg inside. around me, empty bottles of wine or laudanum. my friends have left by now, and i also lost my soul sometime during the Feast

Well, it seems like you've had an exciting time! Indulgence will do that to you, delicious child. But you indulged, is the important thing. We make no comments as to the state or location of your soul, however. That is your own business. Despite souls coming in bottles, we have no jurisdiction over them.

[askmrwines]

How well you know me, Wines! I had a little holiday in the tomb-colonies, but not to worry, I brought the Feast with me. We danced all the new dances on the cryptroom floor! And I returned in time to make the acquaintance of a pirate poetess, and attend a trio of weddings. Such a season! With love, Narciso

Ah, lovely! A bit of Feast-cheer in the Tomb-Colonies, eh? I can't say I don't approve! We would do the same thing, if we were allowed to leave London more often, but alas. Our businesses keep us here, as ever.

[askmrwines]

Are we impressed by the Feast, delicious children? Have we been doing all manner of delightfully unsavoury things? Can we still formulate the barest hints of coherency?

[bluehairedspidey]

telling your friends a joke like

[askmrwines]

The eternal struggle.

[askmrwines]

((Tangentially related.))

[askmrwines]

So many weddings! And my, such weddings! We are positively delighted, my dears! Overwhelmed with joy! Such indulgence warms my heart!

May you have long, happy lives! And a unity that lasts forevermore! We will certainly toast to that!

[theambitiousoperative]

The Event of the Year

An apt description for it. St. Fiacre’s was majestic, and the reception was everything I could have hoped for and more. Let’s see the Courier find fault with that kind of a celebration! We had Mr Wines, Mr Pages, and even Mr Iron pay us a visit, along with everyone and anyone I think knew us in passing. But most importantly of all, I received a letter from someone. A family member, of sorts. The Empress. It seems I wasn’t out of her graces completely, even after the court. Or maybe the story of Casey and their love for someone like me moved her.

I don’t put much stock in family being a connection by blood. Aunt Susannah being the exception, but she’s as much earned her place as my guardian and my true parent as she has come to it by birth. But… if even Her Majesty the Queen could find the time to be touched by my story, then maybe in spite of all that happened, I could be glad to call her family. But there’s time for misty-eyed introspection later. I’ve got some surprisingly un-clerical advice from the Bishop of Southwark to take to heart, and a wonderful honeymoon to take with my beloved husband.

To nights under stars, both false and true! To the preservation of all we have fought to be! To friends new, old, and rediscovered! And always, always, to love.

[askmrwines]

It was a wonderful night, my dears! Absolutely splendid. What better way to consummate a marriage than by excess and indulgence, eh?

[askmrwines]

faeline replied to your post:Are we enjoying the Feast, my dears? And are we...

Play? Have I missed something?

Well, we would say that there is some new business with the lady in lilac. Perhaps check all the usual methods of communication. And Ladybones Road. We would recommend that, too.

We do hope you come to see it, my dear.

[askmrwines]

My dearest Wines! Such talent on the stage to-night -- the Raven's Hymn nearly broke my heart, and the Immolation of the Phoenix was a sight to behold. And the Messenger-actors, magnificent! So kind of you to look the other way, as it were. Kisses, Narciso

We are certainly glad you enjoyed it! It is a wonderful spectacle, is it not? They find such talented actors for it, too. We marvel at the dazzling array of talent.

[askmrwines]

Are we enjoying the Feast, my dears?

And are we enjoying the play? What did you think of it? Riveting, eh?

[prisonershoney-deactivated20160]

singing

[askmrwines]

We always enjoy it when you sing for us, my dears. Yes, indeed. We appreciate all your efforts.

[askmrwines]

throw a tantrum please

Whatever for? We are perfectly content, as of late.

And if you have a liking for that sort of thing, we are sure we can find someone to cater for you, eh?