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dawson flynn

milo sutherland

imogene lutz

andrew upston

shane rhodes

#ignore this it's jst for the pinned post kadjsf

“so i — okay, i know what i was supposed to be doing, but — i’m sorry, she didn’t buy it. i keep getting mistaken for a butch lesbian when i’m not trying to get someone to buy us drinks, but now? she called me son. i resent that; i’m nobody’s son.” he takes a long gulp of the drink in front of him — he’s not sure if it’s actually his, now that he thinks about it. he’s committed, though, so there’s no going back. “anyway, your turn.” | @cvastals

#☆ ᴛʜʀᴇᴀᴅs | milo sutherland #i think i wrote this with lara in mind bt again it cld be fore anyone <3 #alcohol tw

“okay, i know we’ve never met, but i need you to do me a big favor.” he subtly gestures over his shoulder. “that’s my coworker, she’s obsessed with me. i don’t know, i don’t get it either. the point is — i need you to hide me.” pleading eyes are turned up to maybe a 7.5, but that’s a lot coming from him. “i’ll do anything, honest.” | @oceanvd

#☆ ᴛʜʀᴇᴀᴅs | milo sutherland #ur choice for who this is for <3

svltairs:

open to : all / @irvingstarters location : the parking lot outside of cutie pie’s

she’s taken to the skates quicker than anticipated, especially for someone who’s never even sported a pair before she got the job at cutie pie’s a month ago. when asked during her interview, she flat out lied, saying she had plenty of experience, however, which is what leads her to practicing sometimes, long after her shift has ended. “ tell me, ” she starts, zooming her way over to a passerby. they’re likely on the way inside, but her question is more important. “ do i look like a natural on these. like if you just saw me would you be like that chick looks super hot on skates, let’s leave her a 25% tip just because of that. ”

he’s late for his shift, but he’s been so prompt the entire time he’s worked there that he can afford a minor slip — having someone on skates cross directly into his path told him he might be a little later than he thought. “uh —” he maybe vaguely recognizes her from a shift or two, but nothing past that. “i guess? i don’t have enough money for a 25% tip, though.” the best part about working at the diner is getting a free meal. “someone else would, though. probably.”

#☆ ᴛʜʀᴇᴀᴅs | milo & philomena #☆ ᴛʜʀᴇᴀᴅs | milo sutherland

svltairs:

open to : all / @irvingstarters location : the Beach

“ kinda messed up, isn’t it? ” she says aloud, more to herself than the person walking past, as she bends down to pick up yet another plastic bottle and place it into her oversized tote that she carries just for this reason. “ it’s so beautiful down here, and yet others don’t care enough to do their part to preserve that beauty. ” with that, she steps closer to the other, quickly pulling up a virtual flyer on her phone ( no paper, of course, that’s a waste ), holding it out towards the other. “ we’re actually doing a big beach clean-up this weekend. you should stop by, if you’re free. ”

he’s been awake for maybe ten minutes, and his brain hasn’t started processing words yet, the bench that had been his bed the night before just behind his shoulder. but the words come and pass out the other ear without making much of an impact, until they pick up on ‘beach clean-up’. interesting. his eyes scan the virtual flyer, though he’s not sure if he actually reads any of it. “i’ll probably be there before you get there.”

#☆ ᴛʜʀᴇᴀᴅs | milo sutherland #☆ ᴛʜʀᴇᴀᴅs | milo & august b

“okay, i can explain,” he said, empty chocolate shake glass in his hand and its contents spilled on the person before him. “that was a bad choice of words — there’s nothing to explain, it was an accident.” he gulped. “no, i promise it was an accident! my voice is not being sardonic right now — i don’t even know what that means! ‘Please don’t kill me.” | @luminoeus

#☆ ᴛʜʀᴇᴀᴅs | dawson flynn #don't ask me what this is bt i was feelin it <3 #murder mention tw #for safety <3

dawson had never been much of an early riser — if he was up before the sun on a weekend, it was usually because he hadn’t gone to sleep the night before. that night had been different, though, and he’d spent most of it tossing and turning before he gave up and decided to go for a walk. when his knee started hurting, he found a bench to rest on propped his leg up. zoning out while watching the sunrise, he realized he’d made it down to the coast, and thought about how much it was gonna suck to walk all the way back. but first — “nat?” a surprised smile crossed his face, though it took a second to rise to his feet again. though the scene of their last interaction played on a loop in his head, the smile was genuine — he had missed her. but on that same note, he had no idea how he was supposed to greet her. “you’re — here.” groundbreaking. “i mean, of course you are. where else—?” fuck, shut up, dude. “hi…” he settled on, lamely. for added lame effect, he held out his hand to shake. | @deadzne

#☆ ᴛʜʀᴇᴀᴅs | dawson flynn #☆ ᴛʜʀᴇᴀᴅs | dawson & natalia #:D

“hey, sexy!” dawson yelled over the roar of the crowd, overfilled drink sloshing over the sides as he shimmied his shoulders — just walking over to them would’ve been boring. “about time you got here, i was starting to get lonely!” the wall to wall people were clearly not enough, and he would take the company of the person in front of him over a thousand random strangers any day. “you need a drink?” | @cvastals

#☆ ᴛʜʀᴇᴀᴅs | dawson flynn #i won't lie idk who this is for bc he would act like this with all of ur characters <3 #alcohol tw

“so — it’s like a ‘guess how many things are in the jar’ contest thing, except i stuff as many mini marshmallows in my mouth as i can physically hold and i sit here all day.” he frowned, suddenly, furrowed brow pointed towards his cup. “the marshmallows wouldn’t hold their shape, would they?” he knew the answer. “can i still stuff all of these mini marshmallows in my mouth?” he asked, hand gesturing to the jar on the counter. | @svltairs

#☆ ᴛʜʀᴇᴀᴅs | dawson flynn #☆ ᴛʜʀᴇᴀᴅs | dawson & darcy #:)