gone girl.

suffering," she said. "doing wrong and having wrong things happen to you. that's the problem. bolivar was talking about the pain, not about the living or dying. how do you get out of the labyrinth of suffering?"

[avcrytucker]

tylerxfitz​:

    "You can ALWAYS count me in for a drink. Especially a free drink. And hey,    My favorite bartender, at that! Weird not seeing you behind the bar this time around.”

her expression immediately lit up at the sight of her best friend, nose crinkling, “careful, ty or i MAY think you were flirting with me.” avery was teasing, of course. they both knew that she wasn’t exactly his type. “you want your usual or are you feeling brave enough to try one of my new specialty cocktails?”

[avcrytucker]

baileyrobins​:

Usually he’d be the one asking if people needed advice, but maybe advice from a woman would be something he could use. “Tucker, you know I’ll never turn down a drink.” He smiled at her. “I guess I should talk about it. Maybe you can help me out.” He took a breath. “My girlfriend is pregnant, and I have no clue how to be a father.” He looked at her. “Bet you weren’t expecting that, huh?”

now she couldn’t promise the advice would be GREAT, avery herself had a warped sense of viewing things. but she could promise she could do her best and they both knew she was never anything short of honest. “and this is precisely why we’re friends.” and to switch things up, she decided to prepare HIM his favorite drink. usually the tables were turned. “oh fuck!” eyes widen at the confession, “i mean...oh shit! i mean...congratulations?” kids were never her speciality so this was not an area where she could help. with a sigh, she handed him his drink, leaning against the bar, “listen. no fathers have a clue how to be a father until they’re ACTUALLY a father. and as long as you put the kid first, rather than the booze.” her eyes narrowed at her OWN father who was currently passed out in the booth. at least he wasn’t bothering anyone and they were pretty dead right now. “you’re gonna figure it out. just...read books or whatever.”

[avcrytucker]

baileyrobins​:

“I mean. I’d be definitely down to get a drink.” He scratched his head, and nodded. “It’s been a long day and a bourbon on the rocks doesn’t sound half bad right now.”

“good because i wasn’t going to take NO for an answer. i need a drinking companion and you, robins, you fit the bill. congratulations.” avery teased with the wiggle of her brows, “bourbon on the rocks coming up. so you wanna talk about it? bartenders are basically therapists who encourage you to drink.”

[lisxcarr]

“–And that’s why I punched him in the face.” There was a slightly proud smile that grew on her lips as she recounted the story that happened just moments ago. “Next time, he’ll think before he calls another woman a bitch.” Her eyes glanced over at the man she had just punched, seeing for a split second as he nursed his nose, before her gaze returned to who she was talking to. “Did I take it too far by punching him? I mean, I don’t care, even if I did.” @peachesstart​

[avcrytucker]

a proud smirk of her own preyed onto her lips, arms crossing over her chest as brown orbs eyed the other, “sounds like the DICKWAD deserved it. fighting the patriarchy is exhausting work. come on. i’ll make you a drink.” avery insisted before moving to prepare a cocktail for the other, “i think you took it just as far as you needed to.”

[avcrytucker]

“i don’t know about you but i could desperately do with a drink. whattya say? care to join me? on me of course. one of the perks of being a bartender.”

@peachesstart​

[dylanfms-deactivated20200707]

“ 𝐔𝐇𝐇𝐇 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐇 , 𝐒𝐎 𝐈 𝐃𝐎𝐍’𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐖𝐇𝐘 i’m even doing this , but they asked and i thought , why not , you know ? it’s all for fun and for a good cause as well , ” dylan said and laughed as he stood by one of the kissing booths , watching people go up to the person who sat behind the desk . he didn’t really know a lot of people in peach hollow yet , so he didn’t really expect a huge turn out at the line when he would sit down and take his turn . “ so , have you done anything fun yet ? i’ve seen a lot of people with their faces painted , looks like that’s a pretty popular one . ”  

[avcrytucker]

he was cute. in the boy next door sort of way and the only thing that would make this event even remotely interesting would be some innocent liplocking. besides, it was for a good cause, right. she took it upon herself to hop up onto the booth, turning to face the other, “so far it’s been a drag. the lines are too long for everything. the thing i’m most excited about is the funnel cakes.” a smirk preyed onto her lips, “so you gonna kiss me or you gonna keep stalling?”

[brillixntminds]

For the past few weeks, Elizabeth was dealing with one of the toughest murder cases she’d ever bumped into. No matter how hard, or how much she worked on it, it was always in vain. Every single clue was leading to different suspects, and it felt like she’ll never come clean with this.

Sighing, she leans her head back, running her fingers through her hair before her eyes landed onto someone. Furrowing her eyebrows, she wondered if they didn’t see anything, or heard anything about the murder. Standing up from the bench, she walks her way towards the person and takes a seat beside them “Hi, I’m Elizabeth. Do you have a few minutes to spare?” 

@peachesstart​

[avcrytucker]

her skateboard was resting across her lap, bottle of water in hand and her skin was drenched with sweat. it was hot. and HUMID. and her body was still taking its sweet time to adjust to the temperature change. she didn’t fair well in the heat. bright orbs narrow as she eyed the other, taking a swig from the bottle, “depends. if you’re going to ask me to accept jesus christ as our lord savior then fuck no.”

[some-comic-book-stuffs]

Willa Holland

[avcrytucker]

IT   WAS   FUNNY   THAT   EVEN   THOUGH   she   was   dressed   head   to   toe   as   a   pirate,   not   a   sexy   one,   captain   jack   sparrow   in   fact,   that   alaska   young   STILL   seemed   to   be   a   magnet   force   for   drunken   douches.   and   when   the   asshole   in   question   leaned   forward   and   tried   to   put   an   unwarranted   hand   on   her,   alaska   whipped   out   her   plastic   sword   and   swat   him   hard   in   the   ass,   lunging   away   from   his   reach,   “AND   this   is   the   day...you   will   always   remember...as   the   day   you   ALMOST   caught...captain   jack   sparrow!”   hyperbolic   in   nature   as   she   scanned   around   the   room   before   looping   her   arm   with   someone   nearby,   “not   that   i’m   like...a   damsel   in   distress   or   whatever   but   care   to   mosey   away   from   that   asshole   with   me?   the   rum’s   not   gone   and   i’m   happy   to   share.”  

[heartofdxrkness]

open halloween starter | Stiles

Stiles had been rather confused about everything that was happening tonight. There were dead bodies that were killed in a rather gruesome way and he was still trying to figure out if it was all for show or if this was something that was actually happening. Seeing someone else standing over the body as well, he walked over. “Do you think this is real? Or all just an elaborate act of twisted entertainment for the night?” 

[avcrytucker]

THE   YOUNG   GIRL   WAS   BLISSFULLY   DRUNK,   always   one   to   enjoy   a   party   and   to   enjoy   it   fully,   disregarding   a   glass   entirely   and   chugging   straight   from   the   rum   bottle   in   hand.   it   was   fitting,   seeing   as   her   costume   of   choice   had   been   captain   jack   sparrow.   her   hazy   mind   was   having   trouble   catching   up   to   the   current   events,   not   sure   what   to   think   of   everything.   “couldn’t   it   be   both?”   alaska   questioned,   swaying   ever   so   slightly.   though   of   course   she   didn’t   believe   any   of   this   was   real   but   she   could   PLAY   along.

[glowingstars]

once hardin had come to the realisation there was no leaving this place, he decided that his best bet was to avoid the crowds of people and to take his chances against the killer on his own. he’d found an umbrella which would have to do, should it came down to defending himself. settling down in an unoccupied bedroom, hardin searched the room and came across an old diary. it was something to do and so he laid down, flicking the book open to its first pages, eyes skimming over the handwritten words carefully. and then door was creaking open and hardin’s hand tightened round the umbrella tucked discreetly by his side. he let out a sigh of relief when the person who entered looked harmless enough and he shook his head with a lazy smile forming. “didn’t think i’d be disturbed up here but guess i didn’t pick the right room,” he spoke, closing the book and resting it on his chest.

[avcrytucker]

ALASKA   YOUNG   HAD   ALWAYS   PRIDED   HERSELF   ON   BEING   A   WOMAN   OF   ADVENTURE,   not   afraid   of   danger   but   current   events   definitely   had   her   thinking   otherwise.   besides,   most   of   what   people   saw   her   as   was   a   facade   anyways.   nobody   wanted   to   see   the   sad   girl   so   instead   she   veiled   that   girl   and   came   off   as   an   enigma.   easier   to   not   get   hurt   when   you   shielded   who   you   really   were.   “people   are   dying   and   you’re   reading...”   eyes   narrow   for   a   moment   before   a   approving   grin   cracked   onto   her   features,   “good   thinking!”   she   collapsed   onto   the   couch   beside   him,   never   one   for   personal   space   as   her   hair   flooded   over   her   shoulders,   “and   whose   secrets   are   we   reading   about   today?   oh,   i   hope   there’s   something   juicy   in   there.”