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burncliffdown:

cliff stares blankly ahead. it’s easier for him to ignore everyone else than try and get himself to concentrate through his thoughts. he hears the other, but makes no point to acknowledge him until he’s finished. “honestly? probably more than you have.” he says bluntly, still not turning his head. “this class isn’t that hard. if it’s making you want to drop out and move to canada, maybe you should find another class to take. it’s early in the year, i’m sure they’ve got plenty of spaces for you in urban dictionary 101.” finally, he tilts his head until his eyes meet isak’s, mouth a straight line. “probably have enough money for that, honestly.”

“how much is ‘more than i have’? an estimate, please.” remembering the conversation his counselor and he had had about college requirements and how he had to take an english class of some kind, better if it were higher level, isak sunk back into his chair, mildly defeated. he didn’t need to be well versed in this crap. he could analyze it, just not from the standpoint that the professor wanted. “i can’t do that, unfortunately.” the insult went right over his head, he didn’t think to ask what urban dictionary was. “could i live off of ten thousand a year realistically?”

#( conversation )#( cliff )

arabella-coleman:

arabella peeked up from her phone, eyes on isak on the opposite side of the table. she doubted he was doing homework like he was supposed to in the first place, and his comments confirmed her hunch. “not much if you just get the money from your parents. don’t know why you would want to do that anyways - what are you being dramatic over now?” she didn’t have much room to talk, math homework still crumpled in the textbook that was closed and snapchat open instead.

groaning way more dramatically than necessary for the magnitude of the issue, he dropped his head to the table. “hamlet is the villain,” he mumbled with complete conviction. jerking back upright and spreading his arms out expressively. “how am i supposed to about how he’s a tragic hero when he’s not?” his strong suits lay in numbers and people, not in grammar and literary tropes. he eyed arabella hopefully, an idea popping into his head. “hey, i’ll do your math and econ if you do my english essay.”

#( conversation )#( arabella )

tapping his pen and foot as if he were playing a set of drums, bent over the book he was supposed to be reading, isak was in his own world that didn’t include elizabethan authors that spoke nearly an entirely different language than the english he was used to. he was still wrapping his mind around different forms of english, let alone entirely different eras of it. jolting upright, he stared intently at the nearest outside opinion. “how expensive do you think it would be,” he started, pausing to make sure they were following. “to drop out and move to canada and live like a recluse for the rest of my life?”

#starteryancy #i'm operating under the assumption that most us high schools require shakespeare ri #in other news i hate isak

flashallens

#( muse )#cmon if this isnt him #i should probs do a starter rip

are you lost enough ? have another drink, get lost in us

#( aesthetic )#( graphic )#this one was harder w colors frick

claudia-kishi

#( muse )

vibenorte-blog

#( muse )

hey, is that marlon langeland? no, that’s just isak axelsen. they’re seventeen, a junior, and they’re from rotterdam. i hear that they’re kind of persistent and adventurous, but also insensitive and egotistical. i guess that’s why people call them the icarian. i hear they watch a lot of madmen and they speak three languages.

#ha wow this is bad #introyancy