𝐈𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐆𝐎𝐋𝐃

wouldst thou like to live deliciously? alison j. drake. 27. hostess at purgatory. civilian.

[lovelctters]

faceless series / @

[alisonjdrvke]

↕️ / ☼ / ☺ - Isabella

IMESSAGE    »    bella 💛.

↕ for a scared/worried text

»     Hey, where are you? a little birdy told me he lost you »     and before I commit a crime do you think you could FT me so I know you’re safe?

☼ for a morning text

»     Gooood morning, sunshine !!! »     I hope you’re awake because I’m stopping by in like fifteen with gifts from that cute new bakery that just opening up in town »     Croissants, pastries, coffee »     Only the best for you, B 💛

☺ for a loving/affectionate text

»     Reminder that you’re always going to be one of the most important people in my life and I will always love and appreciate you lots »     We’re sisters, B »     Nothing will ever change that. »     Not even dumb boys, promise.

[alisonjdrvke]

... everything - for luca

IMESSAGE    »    l. vitale.

☺ for a loving/affectionate text

»     you know I didn’t mean it when I called you nonrecyclable trash last night, right? »     you know I 💘 you lu-lu »     if even you are always a pain in my ass

♣ for a drunk text

»     honestly, jus how attached are u to ur date right now?

♥ for a sexual/naughty text

»     lol dont get pissy over being bootycalled »     are you swinging by or not?

!! for a threatening text

»     Luca, if you forget to bring my iced coffee again I will choke you with my bare hands and not in a fun way xoxo

☼ for a morning text

»     Get up »     I need a favor

?? for a strange/vague text

»     No seriously, what hair products to do use?

► for a text not meant for you

»     I didn’t say it wasn’t big enough, ok? like I wouldn’t say it’s huge but it’s like, a socially acceptable size. like nobody is gonna say shit if u showed ppl??

↕ for a scared/worried text

»     Can you pick me up? »     I’m downtown.  »     Please, I wouldn’t ask if it wasn’t important.

[alisonjdrvke]

♣, !!, ►, ↕ -- tommy

IMESSAGE    »    t. perez.

♣ for a drunk text

»    heyyy tom  »    I need u to b honest w me ok? »    because like .. do u smile? like ever?? »    or is that face of urs stuck on resting bitch mode permanently? ur girlfriend must love that

!! for a threatening text

»    you literally just left me on read ... I cannot believe »    this is,,,,, an outrage »    reply to me thomas, what the hell do you think this is?

► for a text not meant for you

»    is diabetes greek cuz it sounds greek?

↕ for a scared/worried text.

»    tommy !!! please !! »    you just have come here and kill it !! »    I can’t sleep knowing that monster is down the hall ~ watching me ~ with its beady lil eight eyes so stop lurking around the city like your batman and come kill this thing !!

[alisonjdrvke]

☺ , ♣, ►, ↕

IMESSAGE    »    sam ❤️.

☺ for a loving/affectionate text

»    [ multiple images attached, all from the girls trip that one year they decided to advantage of the term Treat Yo Self. One image is of Sam sipping from a coconut through a swirly straw, then there’s one of Ellie trying on a turquoise shift in the middle of a bazaar, clearly flirting with the seller. In another, Allie has $600 sunglasses perched on the top bridge of her nose, her tanned face bringing out the contrast of a smile reserved for friends like those two, who both are caught slightly off shot. For once there are no scowls, the only thing captured are the girls beaming, illuminated by summer rays. ] »    remember when we knew how to have fun? »    I wouldnt change us for anything in the world but I’d rewind back time just enough to experience this with you guys again 🥺

♣ for a drunk text

»    ITS SO LOUD IN HERE. WHERE R U ???  »    HOLD YOUR HANDS UP SO I FIND YOU »    NOW.  »    DO IT  NO W

► for a text not meant for you

»    tbh if money could buy her ugly tears rolling in the moonlight I would pay for it and be done with this already because this is her fault for cheating on dad in the first place.   »    [ sent a few minutes later ] Lmao omg ! sorry, yikes !!  ✨ family drama  ✨

↕ for a scared/worried text.

»    I need you to come over here immediately bc I’m freaking out  »    I think I have a worry wrinkle.... »    no, sam, I’m serious.. the walls are closing in... »    the world is getting smaller the room is getting darker..... »    I wasn’t supposed to be a Botox supporter until my future second divorce, I think I’m devastated 

[alisonjdrvke]

ELEANORA HART:

~

To say Eleanora had not expected her night to end in such a fashion was an understatement. She’d been to her fair share of parties, and specifically New Years Eve celebrations, ones that ended with stories most wouldn’t believe. This though; lights being turned off at midnight, followed by police on sight, and whispers of a shooting filling her exit; this wasn’t in her wildest ideas. As her and Allie made their way inside the apartment her shoulders finally relaxed and her heels were kicked off almost immediately. While the blonde became preoccupied with calls Ellie took the path to her room silently. She’d already managed to get a hold of Sam and besides that it felt odd to message him and thankfully her phone had died before any bad decisions could be made. This town was different than she remembered and the way some people had reacted, too at ease for this to be shocking her journalist mind went to work. What had happened beyond the venue?

Her thoughts were trying to string theories and ideas along that she hadn’t noticed Alison enter until she was sinking in to the mattress next to her. “That’s good.” she nodded, even the the youngest Marino wasn’t her biggest fan she was glad to hear she was safe. “Vasili’s not so bad,” she chuckled wondering what discord laid between her two friends. “Not your fault Drake, honestly if it wasn’t for you coming with me tonight I’d be more of a mess.” she admitted with a small smile. “Happy New Year!” she said in her fanciest voice before propping herself up as well. The tassels on the dress still shifted with each movement, “We should’ve gotten Mcdonald’s like that one year.” It had been so amusing to her then to eat a burger while wearing a custom made dress.

&.

Allie offered up a tight lipped apologetic smile. She knew better than most that the Marino’s were not anywhere in the vicinity of favored topics Ellie would have preferred and Allie often opted to dodge the mention of them altogether since she proudly declared herself Neutral™ to all parties involved back when issues started to arise between two tall brunette giants, so she was glad the comments were kept short and didn’t into tumble into a semi-drunk shit-talking walk down memory lane just because she slipped up by bringing about Bella’s name. And so for once in her life, she’s actually thankful for the conversation’s turn over to the topic of Vasili though her face didn’t exactly show it. “ Ew, no. He’s actually the worst and I’m not even sure I want to know how you know him enough to say that. ” She always supposed people summoned Vas like they would Candyman. Say his name enough times and he just appears. “ But you know I’m going to ask anyways. ” Allie tossed Elle over a knowing look before hearing the mention of McDonald’s and suddenly she can’t remember the last time she ate something other than the occasional treat from off a passing hors d'oeuvre tray. Another memory surfaced at the thought. “ Or like that time we walked almost ten blocks from The Beekman to go to that taco stand outside of Equinox that one year they did the 007 theme. ” Nothing was going to top eating birria tacos in silks and fur shawls like they were the ladies on the arms of their very own James Bond and she could almost feel her stomach rolling from hunger to homesick as she sat there reminiscing with a slice from her past. “ Manhattan for New Years 2023. ”

[alisonjdrvke]

TOMMY PEREZ​:

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Considering the generally dim and unwelcoming atmosphere around them, Tommy couldn’t rightfully disagree with that assertion. “Guess not.” The dive wasn’t built for shallow, mindless conversation and quite often boasted itself as a place where fists flew and the nameless took home the faceless. Not the sort of upscale joint she was no doubt accustomed to, but it got the job done well enough whenever the dark haired man thought to breeze through with the other two musketeers. “Was it? I’ll remember to laugh next time.” Tipping back his own shot, lips rolled against the burn before her next statement coaxed out a quiet chuckle that probably resounded more like a cough. “Consider me gutted,” he offered with empty sarcasm before half-canting features in her direction. “And how d’you know that?” Though just as they met her own, dark hues flickered beyond to gauge the movements of some Bratva soldiers loitering by the pool table. A familiar trio of idiots who never quite learned their lesson. One hadn’t removed his gaze from the back of her head and that was enough to spell trouble, even before the other man sensed Tommy’s gaze. Within seconds it seemed all three became aware of a Syndicate presence that managed to stay relatively unnoticed until now. “That guy’s been watchin’ your every move since you walked in. If you don’t know him, I’d suggest moving to my other side.”

&.

Maybe the nights at Purgatory were spoiling her, any familiarity shared with places similar to the dive nearly lost on her and replaced with the comfort of being bathed under the glow of neon lights. But she wasn’t a total stranger to the scene. This place being no different from any other classy establishment sandwiched within West Village and known notoriously for their horrible hangovers and early morning regret, and where dancing on tables and desensitizing yourself to the taste of vodka was fully acceptable. Only this place didn’t have the energy of night well worth the downgrade and the company of people who congregated here religiously. “ There won’t be a next time, ” Since she can’t imagine a worse scenario.  Her own shot of whisky was swiftly shot back and swallowed, the burn of the liquor a harsh coating on her voice. “ but I do appreciate the thought. ” The turn of her on her stool came just in time to catch the shift in the male’s gaze, not really used to people looking beyond her while speaking and it got her to furrow her brows, readying herself to look over to see what the big deal was before coming up on his next set of words. 

The move to his other side came smoothly and at an instant since no one really ever did need to explain things to Alison twice when it came to the safety of her own well-being, and to anyone on the outside it would have looked natural, like she was just moving to claim more of his space as hers. She slot herself by him on the other side, excusing the stool in favor of being able to rest her elbows on the surface, face out towards the crowd with the edge of the counter at her back. “ Top three scariest things to hear at a bar, thanks. ” And even though she didn’t necessarily want to, Allie let her curiosity get the best of her when she moved to look beyond Mr. Dark and Broody, blue eyes falling back to the bar’s other guests. Whether they were more interested in her or him, she’d never know but the sight of them exchanging glances and whispers between each other was enough for her to get the general gist of things. Allie reeled her attention and brought her gaze back, “ Though I doubt the hard-on he’s sporting right now is just for me. ” Then she shifted until she found herself more in his orbit, “ Friends of yours? ”

[alisonjdrvke]

☼ - vas

IMESSAGE    »    vasili.

☼ for a morning text 

» [ sent at 4:15 AM ] what the fuck are you talking about ? » [ 4:37 AM ] ? [ calls twice, no answer ]  » [ 4: 40 AM ] answer your phone because what exactly do you mean you LOST my best friend ?  » like, did you end up finding her ? do i have to call jesse ?  » [ 5:00 AM ] wipe the crust out of your eyes and text me back asshole 

bonus: rare image of alison on the phone: here 

[alisonjdrvke]

☺ for a loving/affectionate text (eleanora)

IMESSAGE    »    ellie ❤️.

☺ for a loving/affectionate text

» im not going to get all mushy just because we almost died last night BUT i want to thank you for staying with me after the party and not like, » completely bailing on me lol » you da beat pseudo sister a girl could ever ask for ! » u warm this little black heart to pieces 🖤

[alisonjdrvke]

❛ I DON’T NEED THERAPY, I HAVE YOU GUYS ! ❜

marty made the girls a playlist the other day so naturally i had to try and make something to match the ~ vibe ~ bc obviously i luv them very much

❛ WE’RE JUST AS FUCKED UP AS YOU ARE. IT’S LIKE THE BLIND LEADING THE BLIND.  ❜

@samanthaxbishop @frvrwinter

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[alisonjdrvke]

haileybaldwiin:

@euphoriarpt

@frvrwinter​ @samanthaxbishop @isabellamarino

[alisonjdrvke]

TOMMY PEREZ:

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It appeared the latest addition to tonight’s crowd felt herself above said scene and possessed an attitude to boot. Terrific. How lucky was he to earn the spot beside her when already nursing a lackluster mood of his own? She talked a little too fast to be native Chicagoan and from her general appearance, Tommy guessed eastern seaboard in a heartbeat. Probably New York or Philadelphia, but he wouldn’t dare ask. Another female voice signed off of the private phone conversation just as rapidly, either accustomed to her friend’s speed or a fellow transplant herself. Mental judgement was all well and good, the hypocrisy not lost on him, until this blinding spot in an otherwise dingy bar decided to join his venture. “Sure that’s what you want?” He questioned with unmistakably bored annoyance. “It was ordered by a guy from the inside of an auto shop.” Fine, maybe that part had been almost amusing. Almost.

&.

Allie’s gaze drifted as he spoke but she still kept a close ear to his words because her options were slim now that she didn’t have the comfort of Sam’s voice in her ear. “Not really in a position to be picky am I?” Better him than the group of men huddled around the pool table while they took shit bets with each other, right? One look from a man with a lopsided grin was all she needed to shift back in her seat. Her hand went to grab a napkin from the dispenser in front them to busy herself an effort to appear more occupied, less inviting before any ideas could form over on that end. That was about the last thing her night needed in this ongoing series of unfortunate events. “It was a joke.” She was directing herself to the man at her side as if to say, lighten up. He didn’t look nor sound offended, and if the tone of his voice was any indication of how he truly felt then she’d bet that he didn’t even care, so she returned her tone with something that could match his, the words lacking their usual luster enough to not be taken seriously. “Don’t tell me I’ve hurt your feelings. I know you’ve got thicker skin than that.”

[alisonjdrvke]

TOMMY PEREZ​:

Tagged: @alisonjdrvke​

Location: Some bar downtown

Not one for wounded pride or self-pity, the missed shot at the Bratva Underboss and subsequent involvement of his sister in more dangerous Syndicate matters keeps the arms dealer awake well into the night for a week before he acts. Internal destruction is a tool wielded by those within Tommy’s inner circle more often than he chooses that avenue for himself, but drinking alone at the nearest bar can’t be any worse. Settling into an empty seat, he orders whatever shitty beer reads from the nearest tap before idly rolling dark hues as a blonde takes up the spot next to him rather than another several down. “Y’know what? Let’s do that and a shot of Jameson.” From the way her purse encroached upon such minimal counter space, he figured he’d need it.

&.

“— Yeah, dude blew a tire and dropped me off somewhere deep downtown.” Not like she wanted to be recounting the events that lead her here, but her Lyft driver breaking down a half an hour before she’s supposed to meet Sam for their usual drinks and gossip was throwing her schedule into a loop. And on top of that, it was raining, a light pitter-patter of a drizzle but enough to send Allie scurrying through the first door she could find, her phone close to her ear once she realized where she was. “Correction. Dive bar.” The purse meant to compliment her outfit hit the hard surface of a counter that looked sticky with beer and she shoved herself into an uncomfortable seat, still rambling to Sam on the other end. “It’s shitty. Bad music, pool tables, crap beer on tap—” Hazel eyes were roaming all over, aimlessly looking for more things that seemed unglamorous and she found herself looking at the spot next to her, a dark haired male with a look on his face that didn’t exactly read inviting. “— men who smell like the inside of an auto shop.” Allie turned away. “ — Yeah, I know. It’s sucks. — I’ll call for a ride in ten and meet you soon?” It was a quick goodbye and Allie set her phone down, piggy-backing after the male’s order by putting up two fingers to the babyface bartender on the other end. “Be a doll and make that two shots.” 

[alisonjdrvke]

CLOSED.

feburary fifth, bella’s apartment  @isabellamarino​

“BELLA, the stupid Keurig isn’t working!” And it was early, too early by Allie’s standards so she’s padding around barefoot in her best friend’s kitchen, opening cabinets and looking through drawers for anything to fix the situation at hand instead of forcing herself to feel the sting of sudden disappointment. When nothing came up, she switched courses by leaving to meet Bella on the couch in the living room. “Your Keurig isn’t working,” The words are said again in case the other hadn’t heard her shout them from a few feet away. “And before you suggest making coffee in an actual coffee maker, I should inform you that I don’t know how to use one of those.” And with that, Allie fell down to Bella’s side and let herself sink into the couch, defeated sigh and all because even the act of putting together another appliance just so she could survive the day with a little caffeine was tiring. She placed a hand on her forehead in a manner that could only be described as can’t be bothered, like she was feeling faint, before taking another glance at Bella, “I feel like I need a vacation.” 

[alisonjdrvke]

CLOSED.

january first, allie’s apartment (   post nye   )  @frvrwinter​​

So the party was a bust, and Allie wasn’t all that surprised. After the last few town - sponsored events ended in nightmares, there wasn’t much of an expectation for New Years. Something was bound to happen because it felt inevitable after Labor Day and Halloween, Allie just hoped to be drunk enough to live through it this time. And she had been, for the most part. Only things got sobering when she couldn’t put eyes on Bella outside of the venue and sat the entire ride back to her place with this sinking feeling in her gut until she had gotten word that B was at the hospital, details about someone she knew getting shot and having to be rushed into surgery. Allie wasn’t religious, but the Thank God that rolled off her tongue seemed fitting as she met Elenora in her room.

“Bella’s fine.” At least physically. She didn’t want to get into the details of the who’s, what’s, and why’s of her friend in the hospital’s situation. Allie fell onto the bed, arms spread out like she was ready to make a snow angel on top of fluffy white sheets. “And good for that because I think I would have died if I had to text Vasili for information.” Because that went over so well the first time. She propped herself up by the elbows and looked over to Ellie. “I’m sorry Chicago sucks.” 

[alisonjdrvke]

FLETCHER WILLIAMS​:

…

“Always a pleasure to make that tiny little head of yours ache.“ Fletcher countered, a lowly chuckle escaping him as he turned some more to grant the blonde his undivided attention. Alison had always been something of a spitfire, one of Samantha’s friends that he knew would be all too entertaining to cross and yet he hadn’t, not yet anyway. Though he knew from the moment she had walked out and into the private conversation he had shared with the then birthday girl, that there would be an inevitable conversation coming he wouldn’t be so lucky to avoid forever. “Alright Drake-O Malfoy, sounds like someone’s a little jealous that her friend decided she wanted better company and ditched out on the birthday party that she helped organize. I hear cold water does wonders for a bruised ego.“

&.

“Bold of you to assume that anything you do affects me that much.” Her hands were now clasped together as she circled in front of him in heels that made her stand a little straighter, move a little easier. “Do not flatter yourself. You are like thee tiniest of fruit flies in my way at lunch at best.” Between them everything was meant to be a joke and Allie never expected Fletcher to take a word she threw at him seriously especially while her tone was this light, sweet, as if she was speaking to an old friend with a joke instead of an often grumpy man with sarcastic undertones. Though when he brought up Sam’s birthday there was still some annoyance bubbling under there at the memory, words turning more clipped. “I was not jealous of whatever lovers quarrel you two were having on the roof before you decided to split off.” Entertaining guests on someone else’s birthday was a task Fletcher would never understand ( and, yes, it did suck to see your friend flint off with a guy during a party you were throwing for them ). Allie crossed her arms now over her chest. “I wouldn’t call that ditching.” Riding off into the night for some bed rock, probably, definitely. But she didn’t need to insert a mental of picture of that into the conversation. “Plus, you didn’t show up for like half the night. Not very Prince Charming of you, Fletch.”  

[alisonjdrvke]

VASILI VRONSKY​:

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“Doe eyed? Amanda Seyfried does not-” he stops himself, gauging that it’s a taunt that’s designed to draw some response from him and he regards her with a deadpan look following his frown. “Ha ha, very funny,” he replies dryly. “Your other half is looking at the art work, somewhere,” he waves his hand in the general direction. “It’s not like I need to know where she is, I’m not her boyfriend,” he shrugs but even that feels half assed. There’s a deeper frown that carves across his forehead at her words. “Mesh?” He looks down at his own chest, and realises that it does in fact resemble mesh. “It’s the only one I could find, Fashion Police. And for your information, it’s for breathability and ease of access,” he backtracks his words quickly. “No, not like that, I need to check the dressing every now and then, tore my stitches a few weeks ago.” He changes the conversation. “Anyway, are you here with someone?”

&.

Allie couldn’t help it, this look of satisfaction that was spreading across her face now that she knew that Vas did in fact have some general idea of where her best friend was despite the casual I dunno he threw out at her earlier. To the comment about him not being Bella’s boyfriend, she brought her glass back up to her lips to simmer down the obviously she desperately wanted to spit out. “I wasn’t aware you had to sign your soul away to monogamy to be a half decent date.” She bobbed her head as if to inject some sincerity into an already sarcastic comment. “Noted.”  And with that the sight of his undershirt is brought back to her attention as the conversation shifts and if he hadn’t made his following comment sooner then she might have been horrified while they sat there. “You’re still healing from that?” Not that she would know how long a wound like that would take to heal so her response was genuine now that she could look beyond his ease of access comment. Allie turned away and had the hand still cradling her drink move into a direction following his question, this way ending on a particular brunette in a mutli-hued dress in answer. “She’s the one in Hamda Al Fahim. Her name’s Eleanora.”