୨୧╼ Starter Call. Who Wants A Starter When I Get Back. May Message To Plot Something Out Since

—𝑰 𝑯𝑨𝑫 𝑨 𝑮𝑶𝑶𝑫 𝑯𝑶𝑴𝑬, 𝑩𝑼𝑻 𝑰 𝑳𝑬𝑭𝑻. 𝑰 𝑯𝑨𝑫 𝑨 𝑮𝑶𝑶𝑫 𝑯𝑶𝑴𝑬, 𝑩𝑼𝑻 𝑰 𝑳𝑬𝑭𝑻 𝑹𝑰𝑮𝑯𝑻 𝑳𝑬𝑭𝑻.

abbott wolff. original fallout character. multi-fandom. indie. selective. private. penned by miles. ( he/they, 25. ) cred.

me slowly refollowing everyone i see/remember from before i got sick. hello ~ kiss kiss.

୨୧╼ starter call. who wants a starter when i get back. may message to plot something out since it will most likely be an au. <3

i'm gonna be on @walkswastes for a bit. feel free to follow me there. <3

Drinking To Excess

tws for alcohol, of course.

"Okay, you've had too much."

"I'm fine, I want another drink -"

"You can barely stand!"

"Oh, I'm going to have such a hangover."

"How late did I stay up last night?"

"Eugh... how much did I drink?"

"My mouth tastes like ass. Not for the usual reasons."

"Someone call me a cab?"

"I'm jus' gonna... lay on the couch for a bit..."

"You're shooo... prettyyy..."

"It's a party! Have a drink!"

"Yeah, I know, I know, but it's just one drink -"

"I'm not supposed to be drinking..."

"Shots! Shots! Shots!"

"A toast! To the person of the hour!"

"What a party! Woooo!"

"Oh, I'm gonna - I'm gonna be sick."

"Nooo I don't wannnaaa lay doooown..."

"Whatcha mean? M'fine, I'm barely drink'd at all."

"I'm fine to driiive."

"... you know I'm sober, right?"

"Give me - give me your keys."

"I'm the designated driver. This is orange juice."

"We should go to the beach..."

"I love youuuu... and you...."

"Let's get a kebab."

"Ohh I'm so hungry..."

"I didn't even - didn' even - drink tha' much..."

"We should do this every week..."

"Wooo! Yaaaay! Hooray!!"

i need to stop just passing out at my computer. rip.

but i'm gonna do some work on @walkswastes and try to do some writing here. <3

omg bc i keep looking up depressing/melancholy related stuff for aesthetics for violet. kokobot keeps messaging me to ask if i'm okay. i'm sobbing.

Emily Browning in Deep Thoughts With Karen Bird (Shangri-La Suite).

୨୧╼ A life on the run for crimes she did not commit – was nothing new for Violet. But the disastrous events that occurred in Metropolis had left Violet truly on her own. Before she could often rely on the strengths of her siblings and the love of Beatrice. Now she felt adrift in the wind. For now, she found a home in the less than savory part of Gotham.       Another night spent at some dodgy bar. Where Violet would hope to drown her plentiful sorrows in a whiskey neat. At first, she paid no mind to the person who sat next to her. It was only when she heard the familiar voice of her one-time lawyer, that she turned her head. Many things had changed in both their lives, how strange it would both lead them to the same point.      Worry filled Violet that she may be recognized. That it may be the end of her life as a free woman. Nervously she turned her face to him. Though he had been an ally once, that did not mean he still was. “It has been sometime Mr. Dent.” Her chestnut eyes darted from him to the door.

@halfdent ୨୧ starter call.