#ojcharming

[pehades-blog]

↺  – “there’s a campus full of interesting people,” he begins, his eyes dropping to the empty candy wrapper in his fingers, crumpled up and ready for the trash, “and you something like that. i’m sorry, whoever you are, but i have to wonder what your thought process is. i’m the person you’d like the least, if you really got to know me” what was he but honest, anyway.

there’s a sense of melancholy that fills the air around the two when he looks at the candy wrapper. she doesn’t give him the look of sympathy that she gives out to most people simply due to the fact that he isn’t like most people.“you have no say over my preference, so you can’t say that you’re the person i would like the least.” her fingers take the empty candy wrapper from his hand and begin to smooth it out, holding up the  result in front of his face with a small smile on her lips. “i’m curious on your thought process as well now, so let’s figure each other out.” 

[jnxholloway-blog]

ojcharming:

↺ – behind the screen of anonymity that was the online world, olivier was used to offhanded, seemingly-random compliments. he’s heard them all, from his height to his body to anything else the wider public can comment on. however when a male almost equal to his height (rarity one) strides up to him and offers him a statement with the word cute in it three times too many (rarity two) he’s at a loss for words. “i think you’re talking to the wrong person.” they must be talking about his sister, they must.

     [ ☆ ]--The thing with Jinx and giving out compliments was that the more uncomfortable they would make the receiver feel, the more he would push forth and reiterate the praise. He wasn’t going to lie--this charming man did not stray away from his last name, though the tall Cheshire could not help but wonder how charming he could be in the face of Wonderland’s most well-known trickster. Or his eldest son, at least. “Oh no, no, no, no.” As if his repetition could not emphasize his negation enough, the boy shook his head along with his words, eyes glowing with golden mischief as he offered the other a lopsided half-smirk. “I’m talking to you. About you, really. You are very cute. Charming, even.” His eyes twinkled with trouble. “Fit for a prince.” 

[jxcknapier-blog]

ojcharming:

↺  – a look of confusion is what she receives. he couldn’t recognise her nor figure out why she would want to talk to him (he’s learnt over time that the prince title loses it’s charm after a while). but he does know it takes a certain amount of bravery to be honest so he sips his apple juice without turning to her but there was a confidence in his voice that let her know his attention was solely on her. “then talk”

It was a well-known fact to those who survived Jacqueline Napier that she had a terrible habit of talking too much. Perhaps it was balance: she talked, and her twin brother remained silent. “Well I wasn’t talking to you, specially. Actually, I was talking to myself. But here I am, talking anyway.” Only then did she turn to him, a slight pout on her lips. “Why is everyone here dumb?”

[lvhowlett]

"hey, mr. howlett, do you mind helping me with my chemistry homework?"

“Oh, Mr-Mr. Charming I-I wasn’t expecting you” Lucas doesn’t normally expect visitors, less even those with the same power that this particular student has. “O-Of course, please, sit down. Uh, what did you need help with?”

[cxcharming]

ojcharming:

< thing one > depends. play nice or fuck shit up? we could get ice cream or we could get smashed off our faces. choice is your beavis

( thing two ) : tempting, tempting. i have to call dalena at ten but other than that i think i can pencil in some time to get hammered. south gate in five? 

[cxcharming]

thing one > one last hurrah before we're shipped back to hell?

( thing two ) : you have my attention. what’s the plan, buttbrain?