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@sofiaprescott-blog
ovthomas:
“i cannot believe it. did you actually really threw away my chocolate? how dare you?” grinning and throwing back his head laughing. “you know nothing, sofia prescott.”
‘ yeah, i really threw it away. if you’re nice i might buy you some more. ’ and she’ll obviously eat some of that, too. ‘ i know a whole lot more than you. ’ mouth splits into a cheeky grin as her head tilts to the side.
Create wings out of fire. Burn holes through the nets they cast upon you.
M.C.S (via mariacenzina)
jcyduncans:
he wasn’t entirely sure why he expected a different answer to his question. he and sofia weren’t exactly close; they were co-workers and basically nothing more. jay sighed and took a seat on the cold park bench. “same reason, really,” he admitted as he fiddles with his hands in his lap. it occurred to him that he could have just watched TV in bed while waiting to go back to sleep, but instead he walked outside. he let out a heavy sigh. “i’m tired, but i can’t sleep. i don’t get it. i’m pretty sure i’m not an insomniac, though,” he said, running a hand down the side of his face. “i’m gonna be asleep at my desk tomorrow.”
‘ i don’t think you’re an insomniac. think it’s just one of those nights. for both of us. ‘ an all too exasperated exhale follows the distinct thud of her head in her hands. ‘ fuuuuck — i completely forgot about work. can i ask you something? ’ too bad, she’s gonna ask anyway. dark eyebrows raise with the upwards tilt of her head. ‘ just outta curiosity, how did you get stuck with a job like this? ’ the curiosity in her eyes doesn’t dim despite how tired she really is, eyes red and burning with every move and glance they make.
it was such a nice day outside for a run, not too hot and not too cold. dean took full advantage by finding his way around today, checking out the nice spring weather and getting everything out of his head. once he came full circle, he slowed down to walk it off, letting his hands rest on his waist. glancing to his left, he couldn’t help but furrow his eyebrows at what he saw. with the sweat dripping in his face, he lifted the bottom of his shirt to wipe his face, hoping to get a better look. “what the hell are you doing?” he said, moving closer to the person near him.
‘ well, i have a camera in my hand. what do you think i’m doing? ’ hands resting at her side, canon in her left, sofia’s eyes would narrow against the blinding sun. not wanting to hear her answer, sof would break the silence with one of her own. ‘ i work for the tribune. i’m taking pictures. ’ tone of voice carried no enthusiasm whatsoever. sure, she loved photography. but there was no creative freedom in this job for her. ‘ why, wanna do a pose? ’ enamel bites on the insides of her cheeks, arms now interlocked over her chest displeasure practically falling from her physicality in tangible waves.
ofcaspians:
“you don’t get away with shit around me, sof.” he shook his head, grinning at her comment. “oh, please. if you did, you wouldn’t be trying to steal my shit. you should know by now that you can have whatever you want if you just WAIT until i can drink it with you. impatient.” disappearing into his apartment for a moment, he emerged with a bottle that was decently better quality than what magically went missing. “see? sharing is caring.”
there’s that signature mischievous look lighting up her features again. ‘ well you clearly care a lot more than me. ’ sofia mused, moving over to the couch and lounging out across it. ‘ you know i’m impatient. it’s one of my redeeming qualities, no? ’ bringing her legs around to make enough room for cas to sit down, eager eyes watching the bottle, a hand would rake through loose waves. ‘ now come and sit down, i need a drink. ’
jcyduncans:
jay hated these nights. he thought he had a decent sleeping schedule, where he would wake up and feel somewhat refreshed and not like he got hit by a bus. but tomorrow was not going to be one of those times, as he found himself walking around the dark, lonely streets at three am. his eyes felt heavy, but for some reason he was still there. a mindless haze almost made him nearly run into a bench, that is for some reason occupied. “sofia? the hell you doing out this late?”
pulling her jacket further around her body in an attempt to keep warm, sofia’s glance drifts upwards towards the sound of the familiar voice. it was typically hard to discern it from alistairs or jay’s — but it’s safe to say she was glad that it was the latter stood in front of her. ‘ couldn’t sleep. ’ a tilt of her head is given, causing loose waves to frame her face, eyebrows furrowing subtly. ‘ what about you? why are you doing out this late? ’ with that being said, sofia slid across the bench, making room for jay should he choose to sit down.
( ✉ → sms ) plea se eh elep me im drunk and i dotn know whe re i am
—— text message starters.
✉ IMESSAGE — 🍻 : you have got to be kidding me✉ IMESSAGE — 🍻 : just .. stay where you are✉ IMESSAGE — 🍻 : and call me, okay?✉ IMESSAGE — 🍻 : if you can even manage that
( ✉ → sms ) i j sut left you a 3 mintue long voicemail singing. sorry, ( ✉ → sms ) i think my neighbor is an alien.
—— text message starters.
✉ IMESSAGE — cute baker : that was just the thing i needed✉ IMESSAGE — cute baker : thanks for making my night✉ IMESSAGE — cute baker : and yes, i will be keeping this
✉ IMESSAGE — cute baker : are we talking crop circles alien or tear through your stomach thus killing you alien?✉ IMESSAGE — cute baker : because either way i’m coming over✉ IMESSAGE — cute baker : i wanna witness this
( ✉ → sms ) i used your pics to catfish someone, and since they bought me a laptop… you have a date with them tomorrow.
—— text message starters.
✉ IMESSAGE — princess : the things i do for you✉ IMESSAGE — princess : please tell me he’s at least somewhat cute
( ✉ → sms ) i j sut left you a 3 mintue long voicemail singing. sorry
—— text message starters.
✉ IMESSAGE — jay duncan : i hope you realise i am keeping this for blackmailing purposes✉ IMESSAGE — jay duncan : from now on you are officially my bitch✉ IMESSAGE — jay duncan : i’ll have a black coffee on my desk for tomorrow morning at work please and thank you x
TEXT MESSAGE STARTERS ! Send one of the prompts below to get a response from my muse.
drunk texts:
( ✉ → sms ) plea se eh elep me im drunk and i dotn know whe re i am
( ✉ → sms ) i fukcing miss yo u
( ✉ → sms ) i look so fuckigjn GOOD
( ✉ → sms ) i csnst stop throwiging up
( ✉ → sms ) fu ck you for hurting me
( ✉ → sms ) why dotn you ever call me anymore huh
( ✉ → sms ) stop being so fuckigjn borign and coekm to my party
( ✉ → sms ) i dropped my pzziza o nt eh floror im fuckgin pissed
( ✉ → sms ) i j sut left you a 3 mintue long voicemail singing. sorry
( ✉ → sms ) even when i’m durnk ic ant sotp thinking about oyu
hateful texts:
( ✉ → sms ) you’re pathetic
( ✉ → sms ) you make me miserable
( ✉ → sms ) fuck you. delete my number.
( ✉ → sms ) you never meant anything to me, anyway.
( ✉ → sms ) fuck your apologies, you can keep them.
( ✉ → sms ) congrats on always ruining everything
( ✉ → sms ) my life would be so much easier without you.
( ✉ → sms ) and next time you feel like calling me… don’t.
( ✉ → sms ) i don’t want anything to do with you anymore.
( ✉ → sms ) if your goal was to make me hate you, then congratulations. mission accomplished.
misc/random texts:
( ✉ → sms ) i think my neighbor is an alien.
( ✉ → sms ) help me think of a name for my new dog
( ✉ → sms ) sooooo… what was your first impression of me
( ✉ → sms ) should i get pizza or chicken wings for dinner?
( ✉ → sms ) no one’s ever made me feel the way you do.
( ✉ → sms ) i borrowed your weed. hope you don’t mind.
( ✉ → sms ) why do they say drugs are bad when they make you feel so good
( ✉ → sms ) today is the oldest you’ve ever been, but the youngest you’ll ever be again…
( ✉ → sms ) [ File Attached: 001329.jpg ] of all the drunk pictures i have of you, this one is my favorite.
( ✉ → sms ) i used your pics to catfish someone, and since they bought me a laptop… you have a date with them tomorrow.
i wish no one knew anything about me
♛
—— nonsexual acts of intimacy meme.
( ♛: sharing a dessert. )
hangover cure 101 with sofia prescott : first step, pigging out on food that definitely is not good for you. including a huge chocolate lava cake. ‘ i know you’re not invading my side of this dessert right now. ’ cue a scoff and clash of forks before returning to her side, a low thrum sounding from her chest in delight. ‘ this is too goo— hey! i’m not about to play star wars with our forks right now, fuck off! ’ there was nothing lady-like about the way she just spoke with her mouth full, despite a petite hand attempting to cover it.
