Sophie Tag Dump:

sophie tag dump:

[ snooping maid. ] sophie r. / answered. [ snooping maid. ] sophie r. / about. [ snooping maid. ] sophie r. / headcanon. [ snooping maid. ] sophie r. / interaction. [ snooping maid. ] sophie r. / style. [ snooping maid. ] sophie r. / aesthetic. [ snooping maid. ] sophie r. / likes. [ snooping maid. ] sophie r. / fc. [ snooping maid. ] sophie r. / reply. [ snooping maid. ] sophie r. / musings. [ snooping maid. ] sophie r. / music. [ snooping maid. ] sophie r. / visage. re: sophie / andrew

now that my tag dumps are outta the way, i'll make each muse a little character banner (as much as i love icons, i cannot be bothered to make a bunch of icons for every muse i have) and then i'll start on the asks i've received!

93 [ carlos to tk! ]

#𝟗𝟑: "𝑪𝑶𝑭𝑭𝑬𝑬" - 𝒎𝒊𝒈𝒖𝒆𝒍 / 𝚂𝙿𝙾𝚃𝙸𝙵𝚈 𝚆𝚁𝙰𝙿𝙿𝙴𝙳 !

coffee in the morning... don't wanna wake you... just wanna watch you sleep... it's the smell of your hair... and it's the way that we feel...

          they’re  married  now.  that’s  still  something  that  tk  sometimes  struggles  to  wrap  his  head  around.  they’re  married.  prior  to  meeting  carlos,  tk  had  never  thought  he’d  actually  get  married.  after  having  his  heart  shattered  back  in  new  york,  after  his  last  relapse…  he’d  truly  thought  of  himself  as  unlovable;  afraid  to  put  himself  back  out  there  and  risk  it  all  once  again  for  the  sake  of  LOVE.

          he  knows  he  hadn’t  made  it  easy  for  carlos,  but  he  had  to  give  the  man  props—he  never  gave  up.  it  had  been  a  good  thing  that  he  hadn’t,  too.  otherwise,  tk  has  no  doubt  that  he’d  still  be  miserable  and  aimless.  carlos  made  his  life  infinitely  better  than  he  ever  thought  possible.  he  doesn’t  know  how  he  ever  got  so  damn  LUCKY…

          still  groggy  with  sleep,  not  willing  to  get  out  of  bed  quite  yet,  he  snuggles  in  closer  to  carlos,  curling  against  his  muscular  frame.  idly,  fingers  trace  imaginary  shapes  into  his  husband’s  chest  as  he  sleepily  murmurs,  “ i've  never  felt  comfortable  like  this… ”

@lastedpromise asked: 7 [ steve to nancy! ]

#𝟕: "𝑯𝑰 𝑰𝑻'𝑺 𝑴𝑬" - 𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒏𝒊𝒌𝒌𝒐 / 𝚂𝙿𝙾𝚃𝙸𝙵𝚈 𝚆𝚁𝙰𝙿𝙿𝙴𝙳 !

uh, when i'm with you i have amnesia, got me without a mind... my stupid brain thinks that i need you, misleads me all the time... [ ... ] 'cause i forget the crazy shit, the littlest things impress me... mediocre in the bed, my bestie would never let me... uh, i did it again...

          college  was  somehow  both  what  n.ancy  w.heeler  did  and  did  not  expect.  she  expected  a  heavy  course  load  and  to  not  have  much  free  time—and  sometimes  it  truly  was  like  that,  but  she  hadn’t  expected  to  befriend  some  of  the  people  in  her  classes,  much  less  expected  to  be  invited  out  for  drinks  to  celebrate  the  end  of  semester  exams.  normally,  nancy  wouldn’t  have  agreed—not  much  of  a  partier  in  general—but  with  how  much  of  an  absolute  STRESS  BALL  she’d  been  over  the  whole  ordeal,  she  agreed.

          and,  without  giving  it  much  thought,  she  got  carried  away—far  too  carried  away  to  be  sober  enough  to  make  it  home  on  her  own.  if  she  were  sober,  she’d  kick  herself  for  letting  herself  go  this  far.  though,  she’ll  be  paying  the  price  of  her  actions  by  tomorrow,  if  not  tonight,  depending  on  the  reaction  she  got  from  steve.  if  she  were  any  more  sober  than  she  currently  was,  she’d  feel  guilty.  because,  truly,  he  didn’t  deserve  this.

          “ steve, ”  she  crooned  into  the  payphone  outside  of  the  bar  she  and  her  classmates  had  gone  to.  “ steveeeee…  i,  um…  need  you… ”  her  words  were  slightly  slurred,  despite  any  attempts  to  sound  normal.  

          a  giggle  escaped  her  lips  before  she  could  stop  it,  followed  by,  “ it's  like  i  need  a  babysitter—someone  to  come  and  get  me…  you…have  experience  in  that,  don’t  you…?  can  you  come  pick  me  up ?  pleaseeee…? ”

          surely,  when  she’s  sober,  she’ll  feel  terrible  about  all  of  this.

beauty tag dump:

[ most beautiful. ] beauty b. / answered. [ most beautiful. ] beauty b. / about. [ most beautiful. ] beauty b. / headcanon. [ most beautiful. ] beauty b. / interaction. [ most beautiful. ] beauty b. / style. [ most beautiful. ] beauty b. / aesthetic. [ most beautiful. ] beauty b. / likes. [ most beautiful. ] beauty b. / fc. [ most beautiful. ] beauty b. / reply. [ most beautiful. ] beauty b. / musings. [ most beautiful. ] beauty b. / music. [ most beautiful. ] beauty b. / visage.

idk if this happens to anyone else or if it's just me, but tumblr keeps doing this thing where my long posts (i.e. answered asks, starters, etc.) take at least 5-10mins to show up on the dash, but will post to my blog instantly. but little posts like this show up on the dash no problem. i'm so confused and idk why this is happening but it's driving me crazy dflkja;s