Imperfections

❝ Just a bunch of people trying to live life to its fullest.❞ NSFW/Explicit content warning.

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thebrokenones:

“that’s cute,” nicky chuckled and shook his head a little. “i gotta hold your hand now everywhere we go, hm? otherwise you get lost, apparently,” the male rolled his eyes. 

he rolled his eyes again at the male, shaking his head as he crossed his arms over his chest, “no, that’s not what I’m saying. I’m just asking you to not leave me alone.”

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Dylan: i agree

Dylan: you can definitely pull it off

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“so what, are you gonna fight me?” nicky chuckled lowly 

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“you think i won’t?” he asked, raising an eyebrow as he flipped him off. “leave me alone again, and i will fight.”

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NOVA: stole these off of some guy NOVA: do i look like a dork?

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Dylan: you look like a dork, yes

Dylan: a cute dork though, i have to admit 

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hello please reblog this if you’d write with face claims over the age of 25.

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Lonely nights. || Dylan (Open starter)

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Dylan nodded his head, looking down momentarily when the man mentioned about his friends ditching him. It was something they would always do, even though they knew Dylan wasn’t one to usually go out, let alone stay on his own at a bar. Dylan’s gaze shot up to the man as he heard a name, and with a nod of his head, he smiled softly, and decided to introduce himself as well. “It’s nice to meet you, I’m Dylan.”

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Wrong number? || OPEN STARTER

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Arthur: fuck

Arthur: i always find a way to embarrass myself somehow wow 

Arthur: thank you though

Arthur: i guess???

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Wrong number? || OPEN STARTER

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Arthur: fuCK

Arthur: of course i’d send nudes for the wrong number

Arthur: glad you liked it tho

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Wrong number? || OPEN STARTER

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Arthur: OH MY GOD WRONG NUMBER

Arthur: THIS IS SO EMBARRASSING

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Lonely nights. || Dylan (Open starter)

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Dylan had just finished a drink when he noticed an obviously older man slipping into the stool next to his. He raised an eyebrow when the man slipped a beer over to him and bit his bottom lip, nodding his head shyly. He reached over and took the drink, taking a sip and licked his lips as he looked over at the man. “How do you know I was needing one?”

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Fancy dinner. | Samantha (Open Starter.)

Samantha was pretty well known in Los Angeles. She had her career as a makeup artist, and could be found and seen hanging out with the so famous Kylie Jenner. Every day and night, seemed like she had something to do or somewhere to go. And tonight wasn't any different. Once her makeup and hair were done and looking absolutely flawless along with the tight red designer dress and clutch she was wearing, her entire look was breathtakingly beautiful. She got in a limo to go to a dinner, that she didn't really know what it was for, or who she would find there. Once they got to their destination, Samantha got out of the limousine and walked inside the fancy restaurant that was reserved for the special dinner, and she looked around, trying to find a tag with her name so she could go sit down.

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Lonely nights. || Dylan (Open starter)

Dylan wasn’t one to go out to a club. It wasn’t very often that you would find him in a situation like that, unless he was dragged out by his friends. He would always shake it off and excuse himself, saying he was an “antisocial” type of guy. While only a little bit of that statement was true, it definitely wasn’t the reason why he wouldn’t go out very often. It hasn’t been too long since Dylan has been living his life as a transgender man, and although it’s been a year and he doesn’t even have breasts anymore, he’s still getting used to “acting” like a man, since he does have a feminine touch to himself that he tries to hide as much as he possibly can, just because he doesn’t want people to judge him for not acting “manly enough”. It was a friday night, and it was one of those nights that Dylan was dragged out of the house by his friends, and damn, he was so annoyed because of it. He knew that his friends would end up leaving him alone at the bar, while they were on the dance floor, drunkenly dancing and grinding on everyone. And that’s exactly what had happened – Dylan was wearing a white button up shirt and black skinny jeans, and he was sitting at the bar, downing a drink by himself, annoyed out of his mind that his friends left him alone at the bar, again.

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Wrong number? || OPEN STARTER

Arthur: Is this what you wanted to see, daddy?

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Francisco: it is what i wanted to see

Francisco: but i’m not your daddy

Francisco: but don’t let that stop you ;)

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Arthur: wait what

Arthur: fUCK I DIALED THE WRONG NUMBER

Arthur: DIDN'T I??

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text - donovan ((open))

Donovan: I have a question ..

Donovan: Its kinda weird though

Donovan: And i’m too shy to actually ask it