drawing the line

kingston carlisle jr. 18. computer science major + culinary arts minor manchester uni freshman.

[kingstcn]

fckhenley:

she smirks at his indifference, respecting the fact that he simply brushes off her comment instead of taking it personally. “oh thank you, sir walking dictionary. thank you for enlightening on the definition of suggestion me since i’m clearly so obtuse.” 

“you’re welcome. i’m happy to help you with the definition of other words as well, you know... my name is sir walking dictionary for a reason,” he shrugs a shoulder and continues a moment later, giving her a sincere look to go along with his joking statement, “i get it from my father; technically, i’m sir walking dictionary the second.”

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prcival:

“Dunno. You probably could’ve thrown in something a bit more advanced then ‘oui, oui,’ non?” He quirks up an eyebrow in mild amusement, head ducking down to look at the sketchbook currently propped up in his lap, effectively hiding the small upturn of his lips. Eyes scan over the sharp jawline and deep brown orbs of the face he’d been sketching before his attack. Upon realizing the likeness of the sketch to the boy currently seated in front of him, Percy raises his knees up just a bit more in order to shield the drawing from Kingston’s eyes. “Quit attempting to flatter me, poupée.” Then he’s leaning over to quickly rub his reddened cheek against his shoulder, as if attempting to scrub away the evidence of his currently flushed skin. 

Almost immediately, Kingston’s brows furrow and his bottom lip sticks out in a pout, wishing that he would have picked up more French in the time that he and Percy have been friends to make his false statement more realistic. “Don’t blame me for not knowing much more... blame yourself for not teaching me,” is the defense he goes with, arms crossing over his chest as he leans back in his seat. “Me? Flattering you? Why would I ever do that, beautiful?” King inquires, leaning forward to rest his chin against his palm before taking a sip from his own cup as he grins widely at the other boy’s flushed cheeks.

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spencxrmarie:

“I was nannying today for the cutest little two year old. He was sloshing around in these adorable red rain boots outside today. God, do I miss the simplicity of puddles.”

“you should do it no matter your age. fuck the system and all of that.. stuff.”

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dcveaux:

‘But surely you agree, that Netflix and Chill has had its moment in the sun. Hulu and Commitment will be the new craze.’

“personally, i like netflix and chill. but hulu and commitment sounds nice, too, i just don’t watch any recent shows so i wouldn’t need hulu. netflix is good ‘cause you can binge watch tons of seasons of things. maybe i’m just old fashioned.”

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mrkendall:

“oh please, i already have a suit ready and a snazzy little bow tie to go with it, mate. i’m just waiting for your funeral. but seriously? why do you have three jobs? is that even legal?”

“a snazzy little bow? you shouldn’t have. you’ll look right handsome, though, of course. you know, it should be illegal, i’m telling you — i’m ready to be arrested instead of working my arse off, at least you’re given three meals and a place to sleep without having to worry about anything but... well, actual criminals that are there.”

[margotscrms-deactivated20180913]

“it’s honestly fuckin’ ridiculous how much time people waste with their head in the clouds. sure, have your daydreams or whatever but then get back to real life and get shit done. you’re not contributing to society if you’re drooling over justin bieber or fantasizing about your non-existent love life.” 

[kingstcn]

“...but what if i just really like justin bieber. if he was my boyfriend he’d never let me go, right? how could i not wait for him?”

[kingstcn]

xtticus:

❝ so, i just got text from byron, which read, ‘you shouldn’t commit murder; frankly, it’s a bit rude.’ apparently i forgot to feed my fish again. ❞

❝ those poor fish, they just never had a chance. how many is this, now? i hear the word ‘again’ and i’m immediately concerned for the wellbeing of animals in your care, pal. ❞

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helloholden:

“Yeah… I’m awake,” Holden mumbled, holding back a yawn.

“Try telling me that when your eyes aren’t half closed, mate. When was the last time you slept? You in need of a nap?”

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ardcn:

Arden tuts disapprovingly in response to the boy’s drawn out statement, leaning over to pat just at the top of his head. “If you think I’m wearing anything other than jeans and a t-shirt, you’re sorely mistaken, my love.” She follows up with a small bubble of laughter, quirking her eyebrows up in a faux look of seriousness as the chuckles disperse. “Seriously, though– do you, like, need a drink or summat? Because I feel like you might.”

“That hurts, you know. I’ll be looking down from heaven, where I’ll ultimately end up, of course... and you’ll be wearing jeans and a t-shirt to such an important event while everyone else is dressed up. How could you do that to future deceased me?” Kingston’s got an overdramatic pout tugging at his lips, chin resting on his knuckles as a show of his exhaustion. “Oh my days, are you serious? I could use, like, ten drinks right now. I could probably pay, too, ‘cause I’ve been working my arse off these days. We should do it.”

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kvnnas:

“Oh, but I might be busy that day.”

“How could you skip my funeral? You only have one, you know. Like ‘yolo’, except...” he takes a moment to find the words to create an acronym of his own and lights up with a look that says that he thinks he’s a genius when really, he’s just being ridiculous. “‘Yodo’! You only die once. Like yoda, but yodo. Love it, I do.”

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fckhenley:

“and, of course, you’re the only one who could possibly be feeling ridiculously overwhelmed with work and school. the only one, you poor thing.” an eye roll follows, hot on the heels of her sarcastic comment. “listen, buddy, i’m working my ass off as well to make ends meet so you can bet your butt i’m not wasting my hard earned cash on an outfit for your funeral.” 

“that’s not quite what i was implying, but you can take it however which way you’d like,” kingston drawls with an indifferent tone accompanied by a casual shrug of his shoulder, barely moved by her negative attitude. “the definition of a ‘suggestion’ is an idea or plan put forward for consideration, and... clearly you considered it to deny, so that’s all the response i really needed. a simple ‘no’ could have worked as well.”

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prcival:

Percy huffs out a quiet sigh in relief, suddenly ridiculously thankful of the fact that the other boy decided to forgo questioning his odd behavior for the time being. He doesn’t hesitate to send Kingston a look, expression unimpressed, if anything ( and if King happened to notice the subtle quirk just at the ends of Percy’s lips, then, well– the boy certainly wouldn’t hesitate to deny everything ). “Vraiment? That doesn’t sound very much like something I’d say.” He takes the cup offered to him, fingers gripped around the warmth of the mug. “Also I sound nothing like that, chérie.” He pauses to take a sip of tea, gaze edging on fond as he catches that of the other boy’s. “Nice try, though.” His eyes roll as a delayed response to the request – as per usual – gaze averting in attempt to hide his slightly flushed cheeks. What an idiot.

Kingston completely ignores the look cast in his direction in favor of taking note of the near smile that almost came to Percy’s lips at his words, which, he certainly wouldn’t have noticed if he wasn’t staring at them. How could he not, though? “Aw, but doesn’t it? ‘Oui, oui’, that’s French. You’d surely say that. And calling me your favorite person? Definitely something you’d do, gorgeous, don’t deny,” he drags on the false claim that the other boy had said what he told him moments before, a grin stretched across his face as he waves a hand dismissively in the air. “Yeah, I guess you’re right. You sound a lot cuter than I do trying to sound like you, I agree.”

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darlingnate:

“I have my shitty barista job and even that is too much with lectures, so i mean, yeah i agree, you probably can’t even breathe. i mean, i prefer pretty rich boys to buy my outfits for me but i’ll make sure i look hot as hell for your funeral either way. maybe you need a night in ?? take a night off and get someone to play with your hair and watch all the avengers movies with you ??”

“thanks, lad. i’ll appreciate your apparent ‘hot as hell’ presence at my funeral from beyond the grave. honestly, i could really go for a night in. especially if the avengers are being mentioned, i haven’t rewatched the iron man movies in what seems like forever. i miss me some pepper potts.”

[kingstcn]

hey guys my bad for disappearing again i’m currently trying to get into college so it’s kind of a rough time for me right now!!! but i’m getting on some replies right now and if u want to plot just check out king’s about page (linked on the side) and hmu pls cus i’ll be around for a while tonight!

[kingstcn]

“I’ve been so busy lately that I haven’t had much time to even breathe. Why’d I think that three jobs during uni was a good idea? I sincerely think that I’m gonna be dead by the end of the semester. I’m only telling you this so you can start saving up for a nice outfit for the soon upcoming day of my funeral.”

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prcival:

When Percy’s able to get a full grasp of his attention once more; slowly being pulled out of his seemingly empty state until he’s straightening his spine, eyes widening a bit as he takes in the sight of the person before him. Fuck. Where they in the middle of a conversation? Had they just approached? This is why you’re supposed to take your medicine, you fuck. The boy reaches up to smooth down the ends of his fringe, clearing his throat and letting his gaze rest on his current companion. “Pardon– did you say something?” And despite the apology, his expression falls back into his usual state of disinterest, eyebrows quirked up, as if he hadn’t been the one to zone out just now.

Kingston took in a deep breath with narrowed eyes in Percy’s direction, exhaling in a sigh that sums up his feelings towards the incident that just occurred perfectly. There’s nothing he can say to get an explanation for why it happens, so he figures it’s pointless to ask anymore unless they’re in a private space, not in a crowded cafe. Deciding to keep the conversation light, despite that the other boy can likely sense the tense atmosphere, he flashes a grin in Percy’s direction and hands out the drink he picked up for him ( when he couldn’t take it himself upon his name being called out, which, thankfully he was lucky enough to have King there to get it for him ). “Well, yes, I just asked if you wanted to go out to dinner with me this Friday night and you said ‘oui oui, of course, how could I not take up this lovely opportunity to spend time with my favorite person!’ How could you not remember?”

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darlingnate:

“I think i’ve hit this point in my life, where every member of staff in the arndale food court know me by name, that is from subway to taco bell. they all greet me by name and know my order before i even say it. someone really needs to teach me how to cook”

“You’re practically famous, then, that’s something to brag about. But, y’know, I’d happily give you cooking classes if you wanted. I do work as a cook at a restaurant ‘round here.”