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#[HEY GUYS]#[I'M MOVING OFF-TEMPO OVER TO THIS BLOG HERE]

obdurare:

“The last time I saw a pipboy, I was bidding my own vault a not-so-fond farewell.” There’s a lot to be said there, that he doesn’t. What vault and the circumstances of his departure of it are certainly not a stranger’s business. “You’ve been out long enough to know to ditch the suit, at least.”

It’s a gamble, she could just be particularly healthy, or a synth. But it’s one he’s willing to make.

The way she tenses when he says vault is as tangible as it is visible, affecting even the air around her. It’s not that she stopped what she’s doing, because she hasn’t, she’s still trying to wring her hair out using the towel. But his statement has slammed the brakes on her thoughts, and as she’s starting to pick up speed again, she’s scowling.

“I’m not an idiot,” she bites out the words more than anything else. “And I don’t have a death wish.” Wearing a bright fucking blue and yellow jumpsuit is just asking to get shot. Besides: Fuck Vault-Tec. She wanted out of that fucking thing as soon as she could be. (She’s never going to be able to get Riley out of his.)

#obdurare #darling it's grand ( thread )#well i've been afraid of changing ( zetta survives )

wordsnquotes

Sometimes, people hide not the scariest or the ugliest of them, but the most beautiful and the most gentle.

Unknown (via flickeringxembers)

#i hear those words like bombs in the distance ( vis: words )#you strike me as a woman who has never been satisfied ( vis: zetta )

earpwynonna

#the rain is pouring on the dining room table ( vis )#show your hands if you need a new coat of paint ( vis: images )#i hear those words like bombs in the distance ( vis: words )#you strike me as a woman who has never been satisfied ( vis: zetta )#[THIS WENT STRAIGHT TO MY HEART JFC]

danger

#the rain is pouring on the dining room table ( vis )#show your hands if you need a new coat of paint ( vis: images )#you strike me as a woman who has never been satisfied ( vis: zetta )#trust me to take you home ( vis: riley )

xpunkspirationx

#you strike me as a woman who has never been satisfied ( vis: zetta )#the rain is pouring on the dining room table ( vis )#i hear those words like bombs in the distance ( vis: words )#[it can take a Lot before zetta finally considers you a friend]#[but once she has]#[she is Ride Or Die]

classytim-deactivated20190201

Details make the difference…

#the rain is pouring on the dining room table ( vis )#our hopes and dreams are attainable things ( vis: fashion )#trust me to take you home ( vis: riley )

crystaltendencies-blog

#the rain is pouring on the dining room table ( vis )#show your hands if you need a new coat of paint ( vis: images )#you strike me as a woman who has never been satisfied ( vis: zetta )

an anthem for pre-war america

#and the harmonies you sing ( vis: music )

obdurare:

“It’s a good way to get yourself shot.” He gives the pistol a little waggle, so that it catches what light there is, before lowering it to his side. "You’ll have to forgive me, I wasn’t expecting company-“ There’s a heavy edge of sarcasm in his voice at that. "But if you’re going to make yourself at home, there are towels behind the bar. Don’t drip on my floor.”

“Uh, yeah. I was totally gonna knock on the door of a building that had raiders in it last I saw.” This little shit doesn’t matter. But he’s obviously not actually going to shoot her, or else he’d done it already, and he’s giving her something to butt up against, so she’s taking it.

That said, she’s actually walking over towards the bar to fetch a towel. She’s sure as hell not gonna turn down an offer for her to get dry. “I don’t remember saying anything about making myself at home. I can stand awkwardly in your entryway all damn night if you’d prefer.”

#obdurare #darling it's grand ( thread )#well i've been afraid of changing ( zetta survives )#[holy shit i did it]#[i did a Short Reply]

lyoniiisms

@off-tempo // LIKED FOR A COMPANION STARTER

“ARE YOU sure we’re not lost? You’ve got that look like just SCREAMS ‘you have no idea what you’re doing’ and I am MILDLY concerned.”

off-tempo

“Uh... Well. Would it make you feel better if I admitted I don’t really know what I’m doing?” Riley smiles sheepishly. “But I’m pretty sure we’re not lost. Not according to my Pip-Boy map, anyway.” Granted, he could be reading it wrong. Navigation using the map gets tricky when they’re in a vault or a skyscraper. In other words... in situations like this.

#lyoniiisms #darling it's grand ( thread )#'cause i built my life around you ( riley survives )#[i'm sorry for the wait ;;]