[fuckosexual]

mood

[endiness]

[ventimigrillo]

[itsdylanwesley-blog]

archerbennett:

“When I buy a brand new camera, but have yet to get a waterproof case.”

“A new camera? Well, look who’s spoiling themselves. Any plans for breaking it in?”

[saoirseronan]

[archerbennett-blog]

“Rain, rain, go away. It would have been nice to film outside today.”

[itsdylanwesley-blog]

“Since when did you let a little rain stop you from creating a masterpiece?”

[itsdylanwesley-blog]

miss-sinclair:

Nadine simply let out a laugh in response, knowing that what Dylan was saying was the truth. She had picked the pair out of all the others for a reason, after all. “Jacob said there’s someone who can find the eggs. You could be that someone.”

“Lucky for you, I do have a knack for seeking out alcohol. Maybe my powers have progressed to seeking out alcohol associated tickets.” 

[itsdylanwesley-blog]

miss-sinclair:

Nadine couldn’t help the tinkle of a laugh that left her lips as he handed her back the ears, just like she’d expected, and she placed them back on her head, making sure her hair was still perfectly in place. “Naturally,” she shrugged, putting her hand flat on his back and steering him towards the egg hunt. “Now, let’s find those eggs.”

“Maybe they do look a bit better on you.” Dylan shrugged before turning his attention to the egg hunt up ahead, allowing himself to be steered in the direction of it. “Am I supposed to be your egg detector?” he mused, glancing behind his shoulder at her with a laugh.

[itsdylanwesley-blog]

miss-sinclair:

Dylan stared at her out of the corner of his eye, contemplating whether he’d let her win. “Here.” He disgruntled, pulling the ears off his head before placing them in her outstretched hand. “You win. This time.”

[itsdylanwesley-blog]

alexistripe:

“Slightly?” Alexis laughed. “The day I see a true neon light at night or decent margarita served in Stars Hollow is the day I’ll stop missing New York.” A lie, of course, nothing would make her stop missing New York. And those two things were so minimal to her life there that they’d hardly do anything to staunch that ache in her chest. But it didn’t mean she couldn’t pretend. 

“Well, you’ve clearly never been to the Secret Bar. I make a mean margarita.” Dylan whispered the name of the bar for dramatic effect. He glanced his eyes over her outfit. She wished to be in New York, and still dressed the part. His curiosity was peaked but maybe he would wait until a few drinks were consumed before he started nosing into her business. People seemed more open after a few tipples. “Let me guess. This is your first time in a field. Ever?” he laughed, gesturing towards her choice of footwear.

[itsdylanwesley-blog]

farmerjacob:

“Ah, well, I dunno ‘bout you but I’ve found its easier to be friends with my siblings now I’m not seein’ them all the time.”

“Sure. For me it’s more like those friends that you’ve known since childhood but no longer have any interests in common, yet keep them around out of sheer nostalgia.”

[itsdylanwesley-blog]

miss-sinclair:

“Oi –” Nadine scowled, reaching – and failing – to grab the ears back. “Those aren’t even your colour.”

“Oh puh-lease. Everything is my colour,” Dylan brought his free hand up and flicked one of the bunny ears with a smirk. “You can have them back if you help me find those alcohol vouchers.”

[arachnidfellow-archive-deactiva]

Which is approximately ten years away, so we’ll see how that goes. [×]

[itsdylanwesley-blog]

alexistripe:

“Have you?” Alexis wondered, her own interest rising as she tapped her nails lightly against the side of the bottle. “Are you from the city?”

“Unfortunately, no.” Dylan replied, the resentment clear in his voice. “I do venture into the Big Apple, though, from time to time. There’s a slightly better night scene there.”

[itsdylanwesley-blog]

farmerjacob:

“Hey the fact you got anything at all counts as being caring, I’d imagine. Especially now that we’re outta school and parents can’t force you to do stuff.”

“Too right, we’re free men now! Still doesn’t stop the pressure to keep the image of happy families ticking over.”

[itsdylanwesley-blog]

miss-sinclair:

“See I would, but it’s all gone,” she replied, stopping in her tracks and reaching up to adjust the pink easter rabbit ears that were perched on her head.

Dylan’s eyes followed her hands up to her rabbit ears. Reaching forward and swiftly pulling them off the top of her head. “We share both the drink and these...” he smirked, jumping back out of her reach as he fixed them on top of his own head.

[wolfstarry]

Jack Falahee snapchats from 2015 // “Idk how to snapchat. Im doing it wrong. RESTINGPLATYPUS for bts #htgawm and sweaty selfies.”