#at the dry tap

[lionguarded]

“Be still” (Patrick)

@ofwings-andclaws; send “be still” for my muse’s reaction to yours trailing a hand up their thigh and shirt.

silas hadn't been out without dante in ..a long time. never...? he wasn't the going out to drink type, not anymore. back in willowshire, he'd use to spend his evenings at the tavern to glower at everybody having more fun than him, or he'd spend his time there with the other guards before picking little sam up from daycare. but ever since they came to new haven... he really hadn't been. there also had been no appeal, because ... well, silas had no reason to glower at the world anymore & he spent so much time with colleagues at work that the free time he had.. he'd rather spend with his family. including his that alpha he couldn't seem to get rid of.

if they went out, it was because dante wanted to & if silas went with him, he knew dante would be happy. not that he wouldn't be happy being alone at the bar, because he surely wouldn't stay alone long, but well, silas liked to believe that he mattered more than any tail dante picked up. not that he'd had a lot of time for that lately with silas by his side. he wasn't sorry. this was all dante's choice. he chose him, he chose to not go away, he chose to live together, he chose silas ... to be his eventually. silas was an alpha's plaything before, this time... if he had a say, which he did, because fuck dante's traditional beliefs sometimes - if he had a say, he'd be more than a warm hole among many. fuck that noise.

he'd go out with his alpha, be it for dinner or for dancing even if he didn't feel that comfortable being out like this. it didn't matter, because .... time spent with dante was... well, good fine. but this.. tonight was different. patrick & him had been chatting almost regularly for a little while. the shark was inexplicably nice & never failed to make silas leave their time spent together with his chest swollen in pride. dante made compliments, it wasn't like silas was never complimented, but ... while dante focused on uncomfortable topics - which meant the majority of existent topics, but mostly silas' body, or how beautiful he looked all submissive & fucked out.

not that... they didn't count, because they did. but patrick... he made an effort to know about him & although silas would never quite be able to tell him who he really was, he... liked it. patrick asked questions, he asked how silas was feeling - or if there was anything to make him feel better when days were difficult. it was... new & somewhat addictive. patrick knew more about silas' kids without ever having met them than dante did despite living with them. that didn't mean dante didn't know them, just that .. it was different.

dante wasn't the questions-kind-of-guy, silas knew that & he accepted it. silas wasn't the tell-people-shit-they-didn't-ask-for-kind-of-guy so they would forever be a mystery to each other, most likely & well, silas would lie if he said he was alright with it, but he accepted it. he focused on the here & now with him, which was okay.

still, patrick just ... found a way into silas' heart he didn't know existed, through compliments & genuine interest. some of silas' biggest weaknesses. so, he'd told dante he'd be out with friends & asked him to look after the kids for the evening & ..he'd agreed. well, there wasn't a lot of looking-after he had to do. sam would be asleep by now anyway & the boys... well, they didn't need more than maybe dinner served, which dante excelled at. so silas got to spend the night drinking with patrick amidst people & loud music. not the worst way to spend the night, although..

with every drink patrick brought over to their table, silas felt himself grow calmer - his nerves almost at ease at some point & the knowledge of being caught in way too many people was ... a lot less unnerving. patrick smelled sweet & salty at the same time - probably a shark thing & his eyes... silas found himself lost in them more often than he'd dare admit. he couldn't prove it, but he could swear patrick was moving closer every time he returned to their table & the worst was... silas didn't find it in him to mind.

the alpha's warmth a welcome sensation against his shoulder, the source of that sweet scent so close he could almost taste it. he wasn't the only drunk tipsy one clearly, because one of patrick's hands went exploring, but it was nothing less than silas' ass, which .. he seemed to realize & quickly let it slide around to his front, running his palm up the omega's thigh & brave - slightly cold fingers pushed their way underneath the lion's shirt in chase of skin, which they promptly found, because .... for once... silas only came in two layers with nothing underneath his shirt - only above.

silas' breath caught in his throat, the dim-lit atmosphere of the bar only emphasized the quick golden glow passing the omega's eyes. patrick moved closer upon seeing it & that definitely was the alcohol talking, but silas ... leaned into his touch with a soft purr erupting within his chest. their eyes locked, his breaths were .. slow, but no longer held, though shaken by small gasps as patrick's fingers explored his skin, first around to his muscular back, gentle squeeze & up up up & around until fingers found a defenseless nipple to scratch blunt nails over, which....

fucking dante.

it was his fuckin' fault silas' body reacted to shit like this & he'd fuckin' moaned in public. not that anybody other than patrick could've possibly heard, but ... fuck. so fuckin' embarrassing.

"...wait." hand retreated but not without claiming collateral damage (more scratching & squeezes, ugh) on its way back home.

"my apartment?"

#answered ask. #ofwingsandclaws; patrick #ofwingsandclaws #first dilas fluff #now ....datrick? #chaos reigns tonight aahahha #i'm thinking this is like how it started? #at the dry tap #before the drunk night of oops

[merrymorningofmay]

due to a silly mistranslation from hebrew i have horns now

#these are FUN much better than i thought #i will be dry brushing some bronze?? onto them to make them stand out more #BUT looking good. tapping into my sheep energy #mari looks

[mintmatcha]

alright here's another question: how do people go more than 2 days without washing their hair

#and before anyone gets my ass. this is directed at other white people #i recognize coily hair has different needs #but other straighties??. my hair is greased within 24 hours. #i have the cancer ridden dry shampoo on tap

[murdrdocs]

#im packing it up yall #like theres nothing else for me to say abt hobie #i dont think so at least ???? #im tapped dry i fear

[tenspontaneite]

Undecided whether I want to call the brown-black liquid dripping from my bathroom roof 'ceiling juice' or 'roof cola'

#both terms are so evocative! #anyway yeah the roof repair guy was supposed to come at the weekend and then he fucking didnt lmao #even though the weather was dry both days #so meanwhile my roof is helpfully dispensing an ongoing tap of roof cola ceiling juice #that has presumably been collecting in a substantial puddle on the roof since the last big rain #and throughout today my designated pot received approximately 100ml of roof cola #considerably more splashed all over the bathroom #this is my life now #press f. etc #life of sponty #it's funny tho #horrible and annoying and I'm avoiding the bathroom #but also funny #think I'm leaning towards roof cola

[machinavocis]

ok is this whole "remember to TAP IN your eye creams lest you accidentally create MORE WRINKLES via Excessive Skin Wiggling" an actual real thing or

#on one hand i remember my grandma telling me when i was like 14 to always PAT my face dry or else towel friction wrinkles would happen #so it does in some form predate the realm of zoomer skincare influencer madness alone #but it also sounds Very Hard to Do Science On #like yes hello skincare ppl i have brain damage & it is very hard to Cream Tap without poking myself in the eye; is the tradeoff worth it o #(it's one of those things like Brushing Teeth or Applying Makeup While Standing Up that gluten-ataxia'd cerebellum says nope to lol)

[kindaeccentric]

the eroticism of a broken tap

#no context I'm saving it as a literary + visual concept #i bet it's been done before #but my kitchen tap was dry then started dripping for like twenty seconds with a lot of water and now it's dry again #and I was like. huh. i could use that blatant metaphor somewhere #i pay attention to a lot of random things ok I'm normal

[petrichorium]

Also obligatory gojo has no rizz he is bitchless this is a known truth of the universe

#Getou maybe let him suck his dick once but that’s the most action he’s ever gotten godbless #pattering on the roof #this is me trying to figure out if the line read would even work with him as an adult #and I think yes but only accidentally #ALSO I WILL NOT LIE I HAVE ONLY SEEN A CLIP ON TWT SO IDK FULL CONTEXT #but like him Meaning to be a dick and accentally letting his affection show. it can work like that #not on purpose tho. no rizz the tap is dry

[ziracona]

Rivers in the Desert bridge quiet high tempo percussion steady backing my beloved

#literally that little tap…it really is the best song of all time #the entire song??? musically but LYRICALLY??? hope physically being painful to stand still on and the need to act? #being literally the change you need to see in the world? #when a cool drop of water’s all I need. got to clear my head of anger and greed. a place to refresh heart and mind. can I find some time in #Rivers in a dry land? #persona 5

[dangerousstarlightcreator]

As a kid you idolize your parents. You think that they’re perfect, because they’re the yardstick by which you measure the rest of the world, and yourself. Then as a teenager they just piss you off, because you realize that not only are they not perfect, but they may be even a little more screwed up than you. But there’s that moment when you realize they’re not superheroes, or villains. They’re painfully, unforgivably human. But the question is, can you forgive them for being human anyway?

Excerpt from Dry by Neal and Jarrod Shusterman

#dry #neal shusterman #jarrod shusterman #book quotes #tap out

[queen-mabs-revenge]

ugh cried out of frustration in front of ppl today guess i have to move

#cat was being a little fucker for g who's gonna watch her #bc i have a cannot-miss political organizing conference this weekend #and she wasn't eating and then i got tapped to design a flyer and i was freaking out bc what if i can't leave #and so i cried and then designed the flyer and then got her food sorted (jerk wolfed down half her daily calories in dry food in one sittin #so she wins i don't even care she just needs enough we food to administer her meds YOU WIN MEOW MEOW) #but still gotta move.

[the-potpourri]

Butts.

#the soft prince: artoriel #the unfazed prince: leopold #tap is dry: sonata #rockin' drinks: sangria #lychee tag pending #torrie tag pending

[princessasmosprincess]

Drank two bottles of San Pellegrino by myself today

#which is not as bougie as it sounds there just wasn't anything else to drink in the house and I can't do tap water #also wasn't enough water so asmo would probably (lovingly) yell at me #my lips are a bit dry

[windlion]

Apparently I have not made a single post of my own since . . . January. Truly, you can be a lurker. >_> I've started to just chuck posts wholesale into the queue, naked and unadorned, so even if they don't get commentary at least they get passed on. I see them continue on soon after I post, so hey, that's working as it should even if I never know how the chain connects. It goes on.

#wind is a ridiculous creature #I feel guilty for not tagging #because I know the value of the tiny comments #and that is like all I bring to the table #however - there is the point to be made that likes are invisible and reblogs are bumping the volley ball back up into play #so at least keeping the ball moving is something I can do #I miss words and writing but there is also nothing on tap #the well of motivation is dry and hollow

[tiktaalic]

happy ur enjoying the dragon show i miss ur supernatural blogging tho <3

I tried to watch the pilot the other day but every beat of that episode is so firmly invraained in my mind that I only did about 15 minutes. The trick may be to start with episode 2. Or actually that one I have memorized too. The trick may be to start with episode three. Or. To slowly but surely. Make my way through stacked

#spnwatch #ask #i do miss those little guys. #i said this to a car full of bloggers last week but I think the. well is tapped dry re #whoa this aspect of supernatural says a lot about society. but dragon show is NEW you can talk about society all day. #maybe I’ll make a Mary cut of spn and watch that. that could do things for me easily

[hollandsmoose]

every goddamn day, i wake up and i see something that makes me think to myself........ "what the fuck is wrong with americans?"

#i'm not including all americans in that #but like... the amount of american people you see who call beef raw when it's literally MEDIUM or even medium to well-done #or who freak out when chicken is a little juicy and not bone dry... #and then they'll proceed to splash meat with their dirty ass tap water to 'clean' it #even though that's more unhygienic than anything #also all meats don't need a dry rub to taste good #if it's a good quality meat sometimes you just gotta hit it with some salt and pepper and savor the taste #americans did however knock it out of the park with soul food and bbq and a lot of southern dishes in general #but as far as i remember that's all due to the african-american population which is not surprising