#vulgum

[redrighthanded-blog1]

“Bourbon.” One need not be particularly observant to note the groan stifled against the back of his teeth as he steps off to reach for the liquor, nor the very evident limp of his left leg as he does so. With the bottle of the former at hand, Levi glances over his shoulder, “What do I get you?”

@vulgum / cont.

[fxlconsnest]

@vulgum // walter  liked for a starter

               “ _______________ very impressive. ” ( lips pursing like it can hide his sardonic grin, arms crossed in front of his chest ) “ this can’t be your only talent. ”

[futurepop]

@vulgum liked for a starter.

   “Why are you staring at me?” Eve quirks a brow with a small smile. She wonders if she looks familiar to them, like a face they’ve seen on television or the magazines. “Do I have something on my face?”

[andnotbrave]

@vulgum (for patty!) | sc.

nott tried to learn how to cook once. she was kind of forced into it, actually (singed eyebrows is a great look). it didn’t give and she stuck to fast food ever since. people say baking is different, though, strict measures, almost like chemistry. she’s good at that, maybe, kind of. 

“do you have pastries here?” she can’t actually see everything that’s on the counter from this height. she stands on her tip-toes to get a better look at it. the balance is kind of precarious. “the best kind, maybe? they’re for a friend!” she clearly doesn’t know enough about pastries.

[rekant-a]

Are you sure you don’t want the other half of my molly? It’ll relax you. ( from abe 'carts on deck' yellow @ bun )

santa clarita

‘ - yeah, you’re right. i changed my mind. ’  she leans closer, shifting a little so that she’s almost sitting in his lap. it’s a bad idea, but she needs little more than a belly full of booze and a brief rush of impulsiveness to spur her on. she holds his eyes, ducks her head and wraps her lips around the finger that holds the pill, swallowing it dry. she lingers, briefly, letting her lower lip catch on his finger as she pulls back, grinning around it.  ‘ thanks. ’

[rekant-a]

💬 (anybody for anybody! it's a free for all!)

easy breezy sentence meme

     she’s so far gone he’s going to have to pick her up off the couch and carry her off to bed, lest she roll over the edge of the cushions, onto her face to spend the night on the floor. the words are slurred and slow, she reaches for her drink, having to feel around for a long time before she feels it against her fingertips, almost knocking it over in the process.  ‘ for some reason, i find you attractive. ’