( — 𝔥𝔞𝔫𝔡𝔰𝔬𝔪𝔢 𝔡𝔢𝔳𝔦𝔩 ).

in many ways, still miss the good old days someday someday yeah, it hurts to say but i want you to stay sometimes sometimes when we was young, oh man did we have fun always always promises they break before they're made sometimes sometimes my ex says i'm lacking in depth i will do my best you say you wanna stay by my side darling your head's not right i say alone we stand, together we fall apart yeah, i think i'll be alright i'm working so i won't have to try so hard tables, they turn sometimes

[goldvnby]

[goldvnby]

svphias​:

    one  should  instantly  panic  upon  realising  that  their  engagement  ring  is  no  longer  on  their  finger,  however  sophia’s  reaction  is  different.  it  could  be  because  she’s  already  panicking  about  the  missing  twenty-grand  from  her  bank  account  or  perhaps  it’s  because  she  doesn’t  remember  what  on  earth  she  got  up  to  last  night.  nevertheless,  the  horror  that  comes  from  losing  an  important  ring  hasn’t  hit  her  yet.  “ ed,  there  is  definitely  supposed  to  be  a  ring  on  that  finger.  i  haven’t  taken  it  off  once…  y'know  what,  i’m  sure  it’s  fine.  i  probably  left  it  near  the  sink  or  something. ”

    kicking  off  the  blanket  and  dragging  her  aching  body  out  of  bed,  she  nonchalantly  wanders  over  towards  the  ensuite  and  begins  fumbling  around  with  last  night’s  makeup  that  she  had  left  out  on  the  benchtop,  searching  for  the  missing  piece  of  jewelry.  " hey,  uh,  did  you  help  murphy  pick  out  with  the  ring  by  any  chance ?  i  think  i’m  gonna  need  to  get  another  one  becase  it’s,  um,  not  here. ”  the  anxiety’s  starting  to  kick  in  now,  her  nails  meeting  with  her  teeth  as  she  makes  her  way  back  towards  the  bed.  “ shit,  he’s  going  to  kill  me.  fucking  fuck !  you  CAN  NOT  tell  him. ”

half  asleep,  edward  only  felt  a  dull  sense  of  shock  when  he  heard  that  yes  sophia’s  ring  was  in  fact  missing  from  her  hand.  burying  his  face  back  into  the  pillow  as  sophia  shifted  out  of  the  bed  he  debated  just  going  back  to  sleep  and  hoping  to  wake  up  in  his  own  apartment  (  which,  thanks  to  soph  and  murphy’s  penthouse  was  now  several  blocks  away  ),  or,  at  the  very  least,  not  have  the  room  spinning  around  him  and  warping  at  the  corners.  didn’t  he  used  to  be  good  at  this  ?  unfortunately,  the  past  few  years  had  softened  edward’s  edges.  still,  he  pried  himself  from  the  bed,  determined  to  find  his  phone  so  he  could  check  that  he  hadn’t  transferred  a  large  sum  of  money  to  some  sort  of  cow  related  ?  what  he  wasn’t  sure, it  sounded  bad.  

fumbling  around  the  room  he  tried  to  no  avail  to  find  his  phone,  but  he  did  land  on  the  soft  leather  of  his  wallet.  heading  over  to  the  ensuite  when  she  called,  he  leaned  against  the  frame  of  the  door  and  bit  his  lip,  unsure  of  how  to  break  it  to  her  that  it  was  an  irreplaceable  piece  of  jewlery.  “ok  don’t  panic  sophia.  but,  replacing  it  is  kind  of  off  the  table.  murphy  is  so  loving  right,  and  that’s  what  make’s  him  amazing.  and  he  can  kind  of  be  a  perfectionist,  which  yeah  can  be  annoying  but  it’s  also  endearing.  so  really,  when  buying  something  so  special  for  someone  he  loves  so  much  no  ring  would  be  uh,  good  enough  —  and  the  amount  of  rings  he  looked  at  was  actually  insane,  and  those  are  just  the  ones  he  showed  me  —    so  your  ring  is  actually  one  of  a  kind,  he  found  out  you  can  custom  order  them  and  uh,  yeah.”  he  inhaled,  standing  up  more  confidently,  “it’s  fine,  i’ll  just  call  an  uber  and  we  can  retrace  our  steps,  or,  shit  i  don’t  know  where  my  phone  is,  i’ll  get  us  a  cab.”  a  bad  feeling  washed  over  him  and  his  eyes  darted  down  to  his  wallet,  finally  checking  it’s  contents  to  find  it  conspicuously  empty  of  the  cash  he  usually  carried.  “fuck,  strippers.”  he  groaned  under  his  breath,  “you’re  gonna  have  to  pay  though  because  all  of  my  bills  are  gone  and  my  credit  card  is  bent  in  half.”

[goldvnby]

mvrphys​:

“no, i mean, i did think about doing a screening of borat in central park or, like, repelling down from a helicopter, but i went simpler,” really better that way considering for all his athletic prowess, there was no way dropping down from a helicopter would end well, “i rented out the whole balcony of a restaurant she really likes.” then he grinned, nudging ed with his elbow fondly, “uh huh, raph is good that way. hope he makes you change any diapers, though.” murphy was endlessly thankful for the other couple and the way they care for their daughter. he knew he never had to worry with them around. plus, isla always came home with some new, big fancy word to share every time she hung out with her godfathers. murphy ducked his head, nodding, “yeah, i know… it’s been a long time comin’. you think she’s gonna say yes, right?” he was pretty sure, but there was always extra anxiety around big steps like this. 

“oh  right,  so  then  you  could  be  all  like  my  wife  when  she  said  yes,  yeah  bro  ?”  edward  questioned,  providing  a  truly  awful  borat  impression.  “simple  is  good.  balcony  is  good.  man,  you  really  are  a  romantic.”  then,  groaning  “god,  i  forgot  about  the  diaper  part.  can’t  we  just  like,  hire  someone  for  that  ?  and  then  me  and  raph  can  just  stick  around  to  hang  out  with  isla  and  make  sure  the  babysitter  isn’t  crazy.”  he  smiled  at  the  endearing  nervousness  in  murphy’s  tone.  “of  course  she’s  gonna  say  yes,  you’re  like  a  total  catch,  the  nhl  said  yes  to  you  first  round,  yeah  ?  and  they’re  an  international  sports  association  that  grosses  millions  she’s  just  a  girl  —  besides,  you  guys  love  each  other,  that’s  all  that  matters,  right  ?”  nudging  his  shoulder,  “so  have  you  figured  out  what  you’re  gonna  say  yet  ?”  not  that  edward  would  ever  bring  up  the  fact  that  his  best  friend  wasn’t  the  best  with  words,  but  he  really  wanted  to  make  sure  he  didn’t  accidentally  call  her  malevolent  when  he  was  trying  to  say  she  was  marvellous.  “you  can  practice  on  me  if  you  want,  i’m  pretty  like  soph.”

[goldvnby]

svphias​:

    the  mention  of  a  cow  triggers  a  memory  for  a  split  second,  pure  panic  setting  over  sophia’s  face  as  she  quickly  grabs  her  phone  from  the  bedside  table.  unlocking  her  device  and  opening  her  banking  app,  her  jaw  drops  in  disbelief.  " cool,  so  i’ve  transfered  twenty-thousand  dollars  out  of  my  account  to  god  knows  where…  and  i’ve  written  the  transfer  reference  as   ’ moo. ’  did  i  buy  meat ?  did  i  buy  live  cows ?  who  the  fuck  did  i  send  the  money  to ?  that’s…  a  lot  of  money.  let’s  keep  this  as  a  secret  between  us. ”

    “ be  fucking  gentle,  you  neanderthal.”  clearly  not  impressed  by  edward’s  man  handling  or  his  question,  sophia  can’t  help  but  get  a  tad  defensive.  " what  are  you  talking  about ?  did  murphy  say  that  we  got  into  a  fight ?  we’re  definitely  on  good  terms…  i  think.  couples  on  good  terms  go  to  strip  clubs  without  eachother,  right ? ”  

“ok  so  we’re  gonna  be  calling  your  bank,  like  asap.”  the  ever  fiscally  minded  edward  announced,  making  a  mental  note  to  check  his  own  banking  app  as  soon  as  he  could  figure  out  where  his  phone  was.  “we’d  probably  have  to  find  your  fiancé  if  i  was  gonna  tell  him  anyways,  considering  that  i’m  on  his  side  of  the  bed.  anyway  secrets  safe  with  me  if  you  want  to  pinky  promise  on  it,  and  like  maybe  we  could  also  not  mention  to  raph  that  i  remember  like  none  of   last  night,  or  that  i’m  like  old  man  hungover.”  of  course  edward  knew  murphys  side  of  the  bed,  what,  like  grown  men  can’t  have  sleepovers  ?

edward's  eyes  rolled  at  her  protest.  sitting  up  in  the  bed  and  stretching  out  his  aching  muscles  as  he  allowed  sophia  to  have  her  hand  back.  “can  you  be  chill  for  like  one  second  ?”  he  pauses,  looking  over  at  her  trying  to  decide  on  the  best  way  to  mention  the  missing  diamond,  “do  you  like,  usually  take  your  ring  of  to  sleep  ?  or  —   ?”

[goldvnby]

svphias​:​​

    it’s  been  a  while  since  sophia’s  had  the  time  to  really  let  loose  and  party,  but  never  in  a  million  years  did  she  think  she’d  wake  up  after  a  night  out  to  find  ed  snoozing  on  the  other  side  of  her  bed.  with  last  night’s  makeup  smudged  across  her  face  and  her  clothes  reeking  of  booze  and  cigarettes,  she  can’t  help  but  feel  ill.  what  on  earth  did  these  two  get  up  to  last  night ?

    “ oi,  wake  up. ”  she  gently  hits  ed’s  side,  brows  raising  as  she  notices  the  stamp  marked  'sapphire’  on  the  back  of  her  hand.  " did  we  go  to  sapphire  last  night ?  why  the  fuck  did  we  go  to  the  strippers ?  what  the  fuck,  my  head  hurts. ”

“raph  —  ?”  edward  murmured  out,  feeling  the  sharp  pain  of  a  jab  to  his  side.  it  only  took  a  split  second  between  when  the  name  left  his  lips  and  when  he  realized  no  —  that  was  decidedly  not  raph  and  this  was  decidedly  not  their  bed.  he  forced  himself  to  pry  open  one  of  his  still  half  asleep  eyes,  wincing  as  the  soft  light  of  the  bedroom  hit  his  retina.  “soph.”  he  confirmed,  slow  on  the  uptake.  edward  was  out  of  practice  when  it  came  to  waking  up  places  that  he  shouldn’t  have,  and  judging  by  the  aching  in  his  body  more  hungover  than  he  had  been  in  recent  memory  (  sue  him,  he  was  in  his  thirties  now  after  all  ).  

glancing  at  the  slightly  too  on  the  nose  blue  stamp  on  the  back  of  her  hand  he  swiped  his  eyes  over  to  the  back  of  his  own,  sure  enough  marked  with  a  slightly  more  smudged  version  of  the  same  mark  paired  with  nearly  illegible  handwriting  that  said  sophia  business  partner  plan  with  several  dollar  signs  next  to  it.  “i  guess  we  were  like  uh,  celebrating  or  something  ?  i  don’t  really  remember,  was  there  something  about  buying  a  cow  ?  or  like  a  goat  or  something  ?  wait  —  can  i  see  your  hand  again  ?”  his  hand  darted  over,  tugging  her  wrist  before  she  could  protest,  brows  furrowing.  “uh  — you  and  murph  didn’t  get  in  like,  a  fight  i  don’t  know  about  or  anything  right  ?”

[goldvnby]

mvrphys​:

“hey, do you think you and raph could take isla tomorrow night? like… to spend the night?” murphy asks ed as they leave the gym, slinging his bag over his shoulder, “it’s, ya know, the big date.” the one in which he finally uses the engagement ring he’s been holding hostage since before their daughter was born. 

edward’s heart warmed slightly at murphy’s question. he had ran from the ideas of marriage and children, but ever since raph, ever since isla, suddenly family just seemed so simple. grabbing his friend by the shoulder, “the big date yeah ? so what have you got planned ? fireworks ? hot air balloon ?” pausing, “i’ll have to ask raph about tomorow and you know how much he hates taking care of isla,” an obvious lie, if not from the playful smile on edward’s lips from the way that raphael would dote on his goddaughter whenever he had the chance, “i think i can convince him though, i’m just a good friend like that y’know ?” allowing for a moment of sincerity “bro, you know i’m really excited for you, yeah?”

[riverdalefan6602]

[draumas]

[goldvnby]

mvrphys​:

murphy laughed, “oh yeah, totally- who the fu- heck- knows how genetics works anyway.” though, she seemed to have some qualities of murph’s and a lot from sophia- at least, by murphy’s probably biased assertion- so maybe genetics did make some points, “isn’t she beautiful?” murphy mumbled, “she’s like… she’s so perfect, ya know? i can’t believe i helped make her.” it was still pretty unbelievable that he was a father, “she’s for real a little person! like, here…” 

edward rolled his eyes, no less happy in the current moment but slightly concerned for his best friend’s awareness of high school biology, “i knew i shouldn’t have done all your biology homework for you, basically like, the sperm has half of your dna and soph’s egg has half of hers, a random half but genetic code for all of your traits, and then whichever trait is more dominant is expressed in the child. there’s also epigenetics, but that wouldn’t really be expressed in her yet because she hasn’t been exposed to much yet.” he smiled, confident in his explanation, “but like she’s definitely gonna get some of my traits from nurture, i’ll make sure of that, won’t i isla,” he cooed at the baby, “you’re gonna have a great little stock portfolio and also be cool and funny aren’t you,” he nudged murphy’s arm, “she’s your little person, perfect thanks to your totally sick hockey superstar mother teresa genetics. you should be proud.”

[goldvnby]

svphias​:   ​​

“ please don’t do this, erin… ” sophia’s holding onto her friends hand for dear life, leaning over to whisper in her ear. “ not only did you you promise me that you wouldn’t ditch me for james, but leaving me alone with ed ? this is something that i can’t forgive you for. ” it’s not that soph didn’t enjoy being around edward - in fact, the two usually had a lot of fun together, especially if drugs were involved, but tonight was different. ed had made flirtatious comments in the past and every now and then she’d play along but never let it go anywhere. what’s different about tonight ? she’s just been dumped for being ‘ high maintenance ’ and now she’s on the rebound.

despite her pleas, she watches her friend mouth the word ‘ sorry ’ before abandoning ship, scurrying off with edward’s friend. “ so…. ” taking a moment to take a long sip of her negroni, she turns around to face ed, smiling. “ what are your plans for tonight ? i saw a cute blonde before and i feel like she was totally your type. maybe we can try to find her or something. ”

edward watched james walk off with erin with a smirk on his lips and a glint in his eyes. he wasn’t exactly the most generous person in the world ( in fact he got quite the kick out of raking in money at work off of deals that left others for lack of a better word totally fucked ), but he did consider himself one hell of a wing man. now, safe in the knowledge that he had continued his pristine record of set ups, he turned his full attention to sophia. 

sophia, if he was someone that had a type she’s what people would expect to a t. pretty, perfect hair, shinny nails. always outfitted in designer clothes, happy from an afternoon at bloomingdale’s. the perfect foil to his wall street boy, wealthy and materialistic. but that wasn’t what drew edward to her. fifth avenue model types were a dime a dozen in manhatten, their vapid chit chat had become ceaselessly boring to him years ago. no, soph was something else entirely. he saw himself in her, in the mischievous glint in her eyes, the quickness of her tongue in an argument, the recklessness he had seen from her on occasions when they had slipped to the bathrooms of clubs for party favours that weren’t on the menu. and then there was the fact that edward loved the chase, and it seemed that soph equally loved being chased. pretty, charming, and always unavailable for the night. 

“well i couldn’t leave you all alone,” he smiled, sipping on his scotch without breaking their eye contact, “plus you’re more fun than all the boring blondes in new york combined — and i have a gift for you. no good here though we should head to the bathroom.”

[goldvnby]

mvrphys​:​

murphy cradled his newborn daughter in his arms, a lopsided smile on his face- she was so perfect, she was already starting to look like her mom (to murphy, at least), “you wanna hold her? soph just fed her and i changed her, so… she shouldn’t get too upset or somethin’.” he kissed isla’s head softly, “i mean, you are her favorite uncle. obviously.” 

eddies eyes gazed down at isla as murphey handed her over to him, an uncharacteristic softness colouring his features. it was never once expected that edward would ever hold a baby and feel anything other than fear, panic, or fight or flight. but here he was, feeling an overwhelming sense of familial love for the little bundle breathing softly in his arms. his nose scrunched, a smile on his face as he flicked his eyes back up to murphy, “i think she has my eyes, yeah?”

[goldvnby]

✰  —  —  *  sms / sophia.

sophia: really? like what? the breakup? you don't seem too bothered about being single 🤷

sophia: baby announcement has nothing to do with it?? it all couldn't have happened at a better time. call me opportunistic but i'd rather have ppl talk about robin and raph than my "tragic" life choices

sophia: but if it makes you feel better i can agree so you don't feel like you were the only one who was jealous?

edward: sophia, darling, am i wildly unbothered or bitterly jealous? can't you please make up your mind?

edward: either way, it's not my fault that i found out about robin so why am i the one that getting the blame for his lies, doesn't really seem all that fair, does it

[goldvnby]

✰  —  —  *  sms / sophia.

sophia: wasn't even rude but i'm sorry if that's the way you interpreted it and if it hurt your feelings

sophia: ok so you knew for 36 days? i understand giving him a few days or even a week to come clean but 36 fucking days?

sophia: why tell him on nye? why tell him right after they kissed? it just seems that you waited for the right moment to really create a shitstorm idk 🤨

edward: sophia has it occured to you that i may have been a bit preoccupied with any other major life events at any point during the past month.

edward: do you really care so much about the fact that they had just kissed or are you actually just upset that it happened after your news.

edward: because listen i apologize for stepping on your baby announcement but that's really not a priority for me at the moment.

[goldvnby]

@lttommy​

“i’ll take a vodka soda,” sitting at the bar across from tommy. he was heading over to murphys after work, thankful that their deeply different schedules meant there would be no awkward run in as he collected his things. eddie now without his boyfriend or best friend to live with was relatively homeless, luckily he was able to afford an air bnb in the meantime. “you know tom, we actually have so much in common, tons to talk about babe.” gratefully taking the drink from their hand and sipping on it as his eyes wandered around the relatively empty bar. “it’s a really really fine establishment you have here, you know,” leaning forward and lowering his voice so that only tommy can hear, “would you like to go do coke in the bathroom with me?”

[goldvnby]

rcbinpenn​:

he’s never been quite so fucked. it’s not like he’s never been the party at wrong before - especially when it came to raphael - but it’s never been quite this bad. here, there’s very little to redeem him and years worth of lies to indict him, creating a situation where it’s hard not to hate him. but at the same time, forgiving robin has always been raphael’s brand - they fight, robin’s mostly culpable, raphael tries to forget about him with some pretty thing, robin talks his way out of it, raphael remembers that nobody gets him quite like robin, they fuck and forgive, rinse / repeat. so he convinces himself that if he can just get raphael alone to speak to him, he can talk his way out of this, just like he always has.

except when he attempts to show up at raphael’s apartment hours after the new year’s eve mess, he knocks on the unlocked door only for someone else entirely to answer it. “oh, what the fuck,” he says as the door swings open and ed’s on the other side. “are you just a mold at this point? festering everywhere people don’t want you?” he considers eddie’s appearance, the fact that he’s answering raphael’s door so late (or at all), and he makes a face. “don’t tell me he’s back to das kapital already.”

edward wasn’t in the mood to sleep, or maybe he was in the mood and just couldn’t. either way, he was sitting on his old couch wide awake and staring at the ceiling. he had thought for a moment, when raphael offered for him to stay, that he might actually be able to sleep. every time he had been laying alone unable to sleep in the past two weeks was a stark reminder of the destruction of his relationship, so he thought maybe for a second that being so close to raphael could lull him to sleep. instead though, the familiar feeling of what used to be his apartment and the knowledge that raphael was tucked away in their his bedroom made him feel father away than ever. so, naturally, edward was unhappily awake when robin knocked at the door. 

he steps into the hallway, pulling the door closed behind him unwilling to give robin an inch. “you shouldn’t be here, can’t you just leave him alone for once?” he glares unhappy at the sight. the urge to punch robin after seeing him kiss raphael certainly hadn’t disappeared, but luckily for the other man edward wasn’t in the mood to cause any more drama until at least the sun came up. he’s tempted to just tell robin he’s right, that he’s back, just to see the look on his face, but then he also doesn’t want anyone to think that they’re back together, so he refrains. “god could you shut up? not that it’s any of your business but no. and what exactly are you here to do? lie some more? make things worse? what is it?”

[goldvnby]

✰  —  —  *  sms / sophia.

sophia: call out, verb - to draw critical attention to someone's unacceptable actions or behaviour.

sophia: anyyyyyway me telling it how it is isn't being disrespectful idk what you're talking about.

sophia: ok so how long did you know? are you gonna answer that or no?

edward: there's a difference between calling critical attention to an issue to an issue and just being dramatic and rude

edward: thanksgiving. there does that make you feel better? and he knew i knew the whole time, he had every opportunity to come clean it's not like i could just let him lie to all my friends forever.

[goldvnby]

raphaelbrcoks​:

he hates the way eddie’s words almost make him feel bad. he’s right, raph thinks for a second, look at what he’s done for you, how much more do you want? selfish, selfish, selfish. he pushes that voice in his head down. it’s what kept him with robin for so long, and with so many others in that long list of lovers that never gave him quite what he deserved. but he’s tired of that - of making himself quieter, softer, easier to swallow. “you know what, eddie? you’re right. god forbid somebody cares that you’re not lying dead somewhere and wants you to be home on time so we can do something utterly insidious, like eat dinner together or have anything beyond a surface-level conversation. you’re living in some real rusty shackles there, call the aclu.” he can’t foresee where this conversation is going, it feels like they’re just running circles around each other. raph just doesn’t know what to do with them anymore, with all this love and nowhere to put it. “so is that it, then? you give me the basic tenets of commitment and i’m not allowed to ask for anything else from here on out? i thought you did all of that because you loved me, not because - fuck, i don’t know, you’re just checking off boxes until you accumulate enough gold stars to get to hold them against me.”

“why do you care so much raph? why is it that if i’m a few hours late coming home from work i’m suddenly a villain? that i’ve made you worry, that i could be dead, that i’ve run off, shouldn’t i be allowed to do what i want ever once in a while without you knowing where i am? are you really not capable of eating dinner on your own? you’re being suffocating.” he sighs, running his hands through his hair. “of course i did it because i loved you raphael.” there’s anger in his now, raphael’s last words stung. love was a challenging thing for edward, and after everything he couldn’t stand the accusation that it had all been a ruse. that he had just been tricking raphael into a romance so he could show how good he was, pulling the wool over everyone’s eyes. edward didn’t need anyone’s love to feel complete. “how could you even say that. do you really after all this time still not believe that i’m here because of love? because i don’t know what else i can do to convince you at this point.”