You just want attention.

Channing Hamilton for Kildare penned by: jam

[cchannings]

[CHANNING HAMILTON]? they’re a well known [KOOK] in the outer banks. rumor has it they can be [ORGANIZED && INTELLIGENT] but also [ARROGANT  && MILD TEMPERED]. they’ve lived on the island for [TWENTY TWO] years and work as a [COLLEGE STUDENT]. when you hear their name, you can always picture [MISSED CALLS AT 2 AM, TUCKED IN SHIRTS, EMPTY BEER BOTTLES] 

basic information ↴

full name : channing aaron hamilton age :  22 gender : male pronouns : he/him sexual orientation : bisexual nationality : American current location :  Outer Banks. Living conditions : 

background ↴

birth place : outer banks hometown :  outer banks education level :  college senior/undecided parents:  married father :    aaron hamilton mother :  ell hamilton sibling(s) :  five siblings (three brother & two sisters) 

Headcanon ↴

(**drugs mention tw**) 

channing is that typical pogue. stubborn as fuck, but also chaotic. he has a very warm, and loving family. he just happens to be that ‘ugly’ duckling of the family. even though he’s far from ugly. (lbr) he’s from a big family. lots of siblings. lots of other people to measure up to, but being the youngest he wears that proud.  always in trouble, always sneaking off, parting, being reckless. he’s “tries” to make his father proud. he just never actually messures up.

he is chaotically bisexual, but he hasn’t ever really come to terms that he is more into guys. he just doesn’t want to internally let his family and most importantly father down. 

he is in his senior year of college, and he has no idea what he’s doing with his life. but he does good at playing the part and putting up a front for hi father. though the two argue every other day about what he’s doing with his life. 

he loves a good party, some good drugs and drinking to pass time and numb the confusion that is his life. 

Connections ↴

fwb

flings

rivals

childhood friends

party buddies

literally

anything

at 

all

[cchannings]

@elias-miller​

“You just can’t stay away from me, can you?” he couldn't help the smirk as it crossed his lips. he knew that elias was the last person he wanted to bump into. didn’t help that channing didn't care. he knew the other couldn’t stand him half the time. it didn’t bother him though. because he knew that elias didn't really dislike him that much. it was their thing. they went back and forth like this all the time. he didn’t really hate him, right?  

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[cchannings]

✿ (to beau)

“✿” for a SUGGESTIVE text.

text: we should have a sleep over, like we usually do text: and no one is sleeping on the floor text: i don’t mind being the big spoon

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✉

“✉” for a text that WASN’T SENT.

text: i’m not coming to the party. not this time. i just, am not feeling it anymore text: is this all there is? text: just parties? 

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kennymccoybb​:

Kennedy’s eyes scanned upwards, his height being something he held over her and in that moment she felt small compared to him. Like a nesting doll where her body could just fit inside his. Also the thickness in the air something she found getting a little heavier in this position. “Ugh. You’re so cliche.” she rolled her eyes playfully, her lip instinctively being tucked beneath her teeth as her blue orbs looked up at his. “Also princess, c’mon. You should know I’m more like the wicked witch now.” she sighed with a smirk. She nodded, knowing how thoughtful she was, “What makes you think I think of you?” she teased tilting her head her hand found his shoulder, “However, with some convincing I can be a princess for the night.. and share .. maybe more than just liquor.” she said knowing she was probably being a huge tease and flaunting it. “Drop the cocky bs Chan. Besides, what if the liquor is in my pants you think I’m just going to give it up because you batted your little lashes and said the magic word?”

“This face, a wicked witch?” shaking his head. “hell no, do you not see yourself?” brows raised. There was no way that anyone thought Kennedy was a witch. She had the whole princess thing going, maybe she wasn't a kook one anymore, maybe a pogue, but that didn’t bother Channing one bit. It didn't matter. It only mattered when it came to being around his parents, his father.  That’s when it mattered. Even then that was fake, that was a fake side of Channing, the one that no one saw.  That kook Channing, was hidden behind closed doors. “you might live on this side, but you’re still a princess” stepping closer to her, “if you don’t want to share, then don’t. I’m sure I could find you anything you’d like” or he’d could keep trying. Though he had a feeling that if he did, this little banter they had going on would last for a while, “more conniving huh? that’s what you need?” hand sliding up to her cheek, thumb softly caressing down her jaw slowly.  He closed any space between the two of them, as he leaned in close, “you know you want to share with me. I know you do” 

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beaurobbs​:

“no, you don’t. you don’t know anything at all.” the playful bantering between beau and his bet friend was exactly what it was and had always been. playful. they had an easy friendship that beau wouldn’t trade for the world. “yea, that’s for sure.” his eyes glanced to his friend, watching his movements. a small smile falling onto his lips. “i know you would. i’d be counting on you to make up some lame ass excuse.” he sighed softly, taking the joint and lighter into his own hands. “i’d like that.” he glanced around before motioning to another side of the yard to his friend. “over there.” 

“I've known you since we where kids. I know everything Beau Robbin’s, but nice try” smirk still on his lips as he stares at him. He was his longest relationship. When it came down to it, his friendship with Beau was the only one he cared about the most. If he didn’t have him, he wasn’t sure what he’d do with himself. “I got you, if things get really stuffy, we’re leaving” he wouldn’t pinky promise him or some shit. Something they’d most likely do when they where kids, or if they where high. he nodded his head, before pushing from the chair and moving down the porch. He waited for Beau, before making their way across the lawn,, before sitting down. He spread out, before laying his back onto the grass, before sighing loudly.  It was only times like this, that he didn’t have to worry about shit, much. Beau just made it easy, made everything feel easy. He held the joint and lighter out for his friend from the grass, letting him lead with it as he still laid across the lawn. 

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maddiehq​:

hey, i was looking for you.. madeline turned her head around and looked at channing. things had been left a little weird after the whole bonfire night, when she had expressed that she had been worried about him and then him disappearing. “ you were? ” she said, turning on her feet and looking at channing as he moved his hand through his hair. you want to go for a walk? she took a deep breath and stared at him for a good second or so. “ i’m actually kind – ” she said, the words of charlotte ringing in her ears. looking at channing though, madeline couldn’t help herself. “ sure, yeah. i don’t have anything planned for the rest of the day. ”

“I was” nodding his head, as he offered her a small smile, “just wanted to talk to you, especially after the bonfire” it had just been a whole weird conversation, but channing had been really drunk. no excuse, but he owed her a better ‘hang out’. “yeah?” shoving his hands into his pockets, as he moved from his spot, walking onto the sidewalk, before looking at her asa he waited for her to walk along side him, “I feel like the other night, I was a total asshole, and I didn’t want to end us hanging out last being that” walking along with her, “do you forgive me for the other night?” nudging her gently.  he knew he had been an ass, but sometimes channing normally care, because that was just who he was. but right now, he cared for some reason. 

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elias-miller​:

his eyes stayed on the other watching as he inched closer, the tension evident around them. though the sudden furious anger had been left with no where to go when his words were twisted into something else entirely. he knew what channing was doing but he didn’t want to play into it, no matter if there was some truth in the others words. “you’d like that wouldn’t you?” elias countered stepping closer, “it’ll ruin your ego to know that I haven’t even spare a thought about you.” though the words were a lie but elias couldn’t put aside his pride to admit that. 

“you think i give a shit about that right now?” watching as he gets closer to him. closing the space between the two of them, “it’s amusing that you think I care about that” shaking his head.  he could’t give two shits about his ego. he knew that elias was just being an asshole right now. but he had no legit to really hate him. whatever they had between the two, elias had taken part in it too. “I know you don’t want to admit it, but you miss me” smirking at him, “miss having me around” rolling his eyes, “I’m sure you haven’t stopped thinking about me” 

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beaurobbs​:

“you don’t know shit, channing.” a hand lifted so he could nudge his friend. his favorite part of any day was teasing him. they had been friends for a long time and beau was grateful. still, he could not skip the dinner no matter how much channing asked. he thought once more before nodding a bit. “that sounds like a better plan. less illegal, at least.” he was a big fan of making his father mad at him but not showing up would make his life a living hell. 

“oh I don’t? I don’t know shit huh?” rolling his eyes at him, playfully.   he nudged him back, before leaning forward, “then lets get smoking, because if we are going to sit through this, we’re going to need some help” smirking, as he digs into his pockets, for his joint and lighter. “if i could i’d get it out of it too, and then com up with some good plan to sneak you out”  he holds the items for him, “should we smoke elsewhere. want to get lost with me right now before we are stuck with our amazing families?” suggesting, brows raised. 

[bentleyj]

miirrcrball​:

rpmememaker​:

Send “✆” for a MORNING text. Send “✉” for a text that WASN’T SENT. Send “☎” for a RUSHED text. Send “⁇” for a DRUNK text. Send “✿” for a SUGGESTIVE text. Send “ø” for a LATE NIGHT text. Send “✘” for a HATEFUL text. Send “#” for a RANDOM text. Send “@” for a SCARED text. Send “&” for a LOVING text. Send “%” for a CURIOUS text. Send “ツ” for an EXCITED text. Send “$” for an ACCIDENTAL text. Send “♀” for a HEARTBREAKING text. 

[morningstargifs]

1x01 → 2x10

[maddiehq]

@cchannings

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alexandrawins​:

Giggling a bit she grabbed his forearm lightly, “Oh so you have been following me?” she asked jokingly. Somehow is was like Alex didn’t consume a whole bottle of tequila the night before, she was as chipper as ever. “Oh well I’ll be your sugar mama” she winked as she started towards the shop, dragging him with her, “I’ll buy you one, you seem a little worse than me. And I have more money than you” she said joking at him once more.

he can’t help but gawk at her.  “me, following you? that would make me sound like some sort of stalker” shaking his head. he couldn’t help but laugh out loud at her comment. shaking his head, he follows behind her into the coffee shop, “do you forget who my family is?” whispering to her. despite the fact that he spent most of his time, high off his ass. or hanging out on pogue territory, didn’t mean he didn’t come from money. a lot of it. “I could buy you this whole coffee shop” that sounded so pretentious the moment it left his lips, but it was to late to take it back. 

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beaurobbs​:

beau thought for a moment before glancing over at his friend. his shoulders moved slightly. “that is probably true. i’m fairly certain that i’ve done that before.” he laughed, trying to remember that moment but he was probably too out of it. his eyes closed briefly as he felt relaxed. “chad will probably kill me if i miss another dinner.” sad but true. chad robbins was not a happy man when his children skipped out on family affairs. “i’m not saying no to smoking weed but i have to make an appearance.” not that he wanted to but it was an obligation. 

“oh yeah, if i recall correctly. you’ve done that” nodding his head, as he leans forward again. he groaned quietly. he knew they couldn’t always skip, though channing sometimes did get away with it. if he pissed of this father good enough, the man would tell him to just not show up. he rather his son not make him look back. channing knew how to work it his way, a lot. “how about we get high before hand, then they’ll regret wanting us there? smirk crossing his lips, as he looks at his best friend. worse idea ever, but nothing something they would be against. 

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alexandrawins​:

Open Starter | @kildarestarts​

Walking to get a coffee the girl continued to chat on her phone with her best friend from home. Again the conversation that was supposed to last five minutes lasted two hours. Getting so lost in the conversation she didn’t even realize she walked passed her building, ‘hey I gotta go’ she said to her friend. Turning around quickly she saw the other standing right behind her, jumping back she let out a little squeal, “Fuck! You scared me!” she said laughing after. “Sorry I was out of it” she said giving them a smile.

“someone was definitely not watching where they where going. i was waiting to see how long it would take you to notice” offering her a smirk. his mood lifted since the bonfire. though we all knew alcohol was the reason behind that. he was a little hunger over, but not a little coffee couldn't fix. “you want to buy me a drink?” looking towards the coffee shop, before offering her a smirk, to show her that he was teasing. “Or I guess I could buy you one” shrugging easily. 

[cchannings]

rocking on the soles of his feed, hands shoved deep within the confides of his pockets, he waited for Maddie before getting her attention.  things had been left really weird at the bonfire. her whole “i’m worried about you” had sent him into some sort of spiral, and he had just ended up drinking a little to much after that conversation. then he had lost track of her and then found himself face planted in his bed the next morning. his recollection of all they talked about, a little fuzzy. “hey, I was looking for you” hand sliding out of his pocket, and through his hair with a slow tug. “You want to go for a walk?”  @maddiehq​

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beaurobbs​:

a hand moved through his hair slowly, letting his mind wander for a moment. “that is … literally illegal. you’re describing something illegal.” illegal but right up his alley. he didn’t need to think too hard on it. beau was all about doing something he wasn’t supposed to do. a small smile crept onto his face. “i’m in.”  @kildarestarts​

“I swear, I could of told you to run butt naked through the neighborhood, while smoking weed and you’d do it” shaking his head at him, as he ran his fingers through his hair. He leaned back on the chair that sat on the wrap around porch of Beau’s house, “what don’t instead, we just I don’t know smoke some weed, and skip the dinner tonight?” channing was to hung over for a family dinner, let alone a group family dinner at the club house, again.