#irritableteadrinker

[gcverncr-a]

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Send me "&" for my muses reaction to yours tracing one of their scars.

. He was being touched. Fingers on the fishbelly skin of his ribs, on the textured circles over his collarbone. He slipped back into the dark water of sleep, unconscious, only to be roused again by some inquisitive hand mapping the marks on his back however long after. Normally he’d have shrank away and put a shirt on, but he was just too tired to care. 

. Philip pulled off his eyepatch and set it aside, sniffing. Bad habit to sleep in it. Its string had worn a deep pink groove into his skin, and it itched something terrible. 

“Cut it out, would’ja?”

[ofbeck]

@irritableteadrinker Continued from x.

Stupid, stupid, stupid.

. Beck gapes owlishly at the mess-- the empty paper cup rolling listlessly back and forth on the floor of the subway car, the brown puddle spreading under her boots, the soaked front of the man before her-- all her doing. She volleys off another burst of sorries, unable to keep from babbling as she unslings her prada bag from her shoulder to dig for tissues.

. Finding a clump of spare napkins, she balls them up and starts dabbing at his front.

. "I am so. SO. Sorry. I was in a hurry, not looking where I was going--" Beck drops the clump of soaked napkins onto the puddle and casts an apologetic glance upward. "I can pay for it to be cleaned if you like!"

[swordofgcd]

@irritableteadrinker ∣ 🪽

"Are you all right? You look like you could use a helping hand."

[mcuntainbcrn]

@irritableteadrinker liked for a starter!

Another evening where the former security officer was supposedly working late, though she really had to wonder about that - perhaps he’d found himself a new partner?

If that was the case then his recent cageyness would make sense, especially considering that, at least in her opinion, the man could not pick a nontoxic person to save his actual life.

So she sat up as she often did, waiting for him to walk through the door - he was a clever fellow, knowing how to skirt around the truth just enough to not set off her lie detection, but she was determined to pin down what exactly he’s really been up to.

[mischixf-unmanagxd]

Simon/ @irritableteadrinker said: "I thought I'd find you here."

"You did? my my...that is troublesome...mean's I'm becoming predictable...tell me....what was my give away?"

[fuckyouvaas]

@irritableteadrinker from here

Grant did not put Simon down. He could probably good the other man all day while walking the length of Rook, but thatv would've been too extra, even for him. But he could have. He totally could have.

He grinned, clearly not bothered by the grump's reaction, "Because maybe you were tired and didn't wanna walk, I don't know." Or maybe Grant enjoyed showing off a little too much in the hopes that it would impress Simon and get him into the Brit's good graces. "Besides you look good in my arms. You should stay there a bit."

[rotttnapple]

@irritableteadrinker (CONT.)

“Really? That’s not much like him to wander off. At least I don’t think it is.”

Charley didn’t like Odin, and while that was no secret, Simon was also his friend and Odin...inexplicably made Simon happy. The big dumb ape being gone was a problem. There were a million different things that could have happened to the man, even more places he could have gotten stuck.  

​“...you want to go look for him?” 

[scardnbroken]

@irritableteadrinker​

“ You know when I see a man in a suit I usually think ‘Holy fuck, this asshole is going to make me a lot of money’! Like you know, good shit right? “ Vaas chuckled as he circled the bamboo cage with a lit smoke in his lips while he flipped through the mans personal wallet.

“ But you amigo! “ Vaas stopped in his tracks, crouched down and eyed the man, pulling the smoke out from his lips and dropping it on the ground with no care.

“ You are a little uh....exotic, hmm? “ Eyes glanced to that arm of his that didn’t seem right, and then to the scar on his eye. “ You got a story or something, huh ? “