#;sofia

[aspenb]

aspen should, by all means, be overjoyed. surrounded by beautiful people, beautiful music and an atmosphere of fun – no parents to push her down. however, the one face that wasn’t recognizable amidst the sea of her peers was the one face she found herself longing to see. sofia. while she’d accepted her invitation to the party, aspen had, by no means expected her to show up, hoped yes, believed no. yet, she felt her stomach sink a little lower each time she found a guest at the door who wasn’t her new found – she didn’t think friend was the right word, but acquaintance didn’t quite do what they had justice either - companion. weaving her way through the crowd of her friends aspen found one of the many shots she’d laid out for everyone and downed hers almost instantaneously, before heading off upstairs, seating herself on her top step to observe as the world carried on down below her.

[gulfinspo]

* &. ) gulf shores characters as movie/tv characters

beau caden archibald as sebastian valmont from cruel intentions

oliver miguel reyes as jack dawson from the titanic

sofia reyes as blair waldorf from gossip girl

[gulfinspo]

I can’t do this, I can’t just be a wife. I don’t understand how anyone does it—there is literally nothing to do but wait. Wait for a man to come home and love you. Either that or look around for something to distract you.

The Girl on the Train

[iamacqueen]

on love: sofia adams and carlos carvalho

People think that work romances don't work out very well. Isla had never had experiences to the contrary, having never been in a romance, so when she fell in love --- twice in quick succession, at that --- Isla was afraid. She'd never done this before, didn't seem to follow the same process her peers did when they fell in love. The thrill of touch was there, but she felt no excitement at bared skin, no pleasure from either of their kisses.

Sofia was vibrant, Isla's colleague and equal. The two swapped stories and earth classifications till the wee hours of the morning. Intellectually, they were soulmates, and Sofia was the one whom Isla loved first. Isla had suggested they go out for drinks, not believing the words coming out of her mouth.

Carlos, three years younger, was quiet, almost brooding. He and Isla were similar and attitude, and the two often sat in companionable silence. The little they said to one another was enough.

When they'd gotten engaged, Da and Papa rejoiced, though both of Isla's fathers were dubious that she would keep them around. Isla raised her voice at her parents, a rare sight, in defence of her great and deep love for the two who had invaded her heart.

It was a shame her parents were right.