#ft. zac

[for-tylove]

TEXTING: ZAC

Ty: People who don't want to go out and get drunk on a Monday are bitches. Ty: Granted, I don't have a traditional 9-5 so I guess I'm speaking from a place of immense privilege. Ty: But... whatever. Ty: Are you a bitch, Zac?

[archreese]

It's a dinner party Izzy's throwing. She does that, sometimes. But everyone wants to meet you, if you'll come? My brother and Chris and Flissy'll be there, too. You'll like Fliss.

[nursedeirdra]

My ships: Deirdra Connolly & Isaac “Zac” Foster

Until Deirdra met Zac, she didn’t really understand what pure, genuine love felt like. All she knew was the “love” Richard had shown her: the cruel, obsessive, possessive thing he called love. She had never dreamed that running from that would throw her in the way of the real thing. Having realized that she does love Zac has certainly brought the sun back into her life, even if she doesn’t think he feels the same way. But right now that doesn’t really matter. For the moment, at least, Deirdra is content to love him from afar.

@profzacfoster

[dvntypcrkers-blog]

imessage ⇢ dark and twisty ♛

divinity: serious question

divinity: thin crust or regular

divinity: (maybe deep dish?)

[archreese]

↳INSTAGRAM: @archeronair uploaded a photo:

Belly cuddles. 📷: @talesofthetardis

[for-tylove]

TEXTING: ZAC

Ty: Hello, baby boy.

Ty: Can you send me that really sexy photo you have of me with my shirt off last fourth of July?

[for-tylove]

↳INSTAGRAM: @realmatthiascastillo uploaded a photo:

For your benefit @talesfromthetardis

[dvntypcrkers-blog]

⇢ closed starter for @ofundcrworlds

the pristine building filled with equally pristine individuals welcomed her in just as it had the previous times she’d visited. it would come as no surprise if she were mistaken for an assistant or even an intern, seeing as she navigated the halls with hands full of treats. one held two cups of steaming coffee, the other a brown bag filled with snacks. it wasn’t in her nature to show up empty handed and she’d figured that it would be appreciated. the journey to zac’s office went by quickly and she was thankful that she’d finally been able to memorize the way there. on a regular basis, she’d have to stop and ask someone at one of the many desks how to get there, where she’d be questioned as if she were some mad woman. this normally didn’t end well, for the secretary, not her. instead, today she made her way swiftly to his office, tapped the door a few times with her knuckle and stuck her head in.

                        ❝ hey, is this an okay time? i can always come back later. ❞