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hxllish-hound·:

Kalama peered up at the peculiar perched boy incredulously. “No, that sounds awful!” She snapped, her voice colored by irritation and disbelief. She could feel herself growing angry and a fiery heat began to flicker in her chest. “I’m readng, something I’m sure you’ve never heard of, it’s an assaignment and I really need to finish.” The dark haired girl spoke slowly, hoping the nuisance would take the hint and leave.

“Awful?” Castor placed a hand over his heart, leaning back in mock hurt. His tone was snide, revealing just what he was trying to convey. “I wouldn’t say awful. In fact, I would say the exact opposite. It’s quite lucky of you to have me staying here instead of walking right past you. I don’t pay much attention to the people around here. They’re all so boring.” He stated matter-of-factly. “Reading is for nerds, and people that can’t use magic. What’s the assignment? Maybe I can help.”

#{ kalama }

hxllish-hound‌:

“Yes.” The edges of the girl’s mouth twitched, annoyed. “You are bothering me, that’s why I commented on your actions.” The dark haired boy reeked of arrogance, and Kalama shifted her body away from him as she stared apprehensively.

Sitting on a bookshelf, feet away from the other, his smirk stayed put. “Well, then I suppose I’ll just have to stay right here. Sound good?” Castor asked, folding his right leg over his left, letting his ankle lay on top of his knee. “What are you doing anyway?”

#{ kalama }

lobojoaquin·:

“Sol would be all about that boho chic look or something.” He laughed at the mention of sea friends and shrugged. “They’re not so bad. Maybe if you opened up your mind, you’d see that.” It was true, the student body was always so terrified of the wolves or the vampires even if they’ve proven themselves to be friends and not foes many a time. “I don’t know. Soren doesn’t smell so bad to me….aaaand there I go again, huh?” He laughed and then let out a small sigh. He thought about the last kiss Soren and him shared and the weight behind it. “I’m not entirely sure. I like him. That’s definitely for sure. I just…Sol just got out of the hospital and sh’e’s finally figuring out the real world. I really just think she should be my number one priority…”

“I didn’t say she wouldn’t be all over it. I just said I couldn’t see her wearing them. Hell, I’m sure she’d fully embrace the boho chic look.” The wizard’s lips curled downward as the subject found its way back to creatures of the water. His annoyance was clear as day, eyes drooping into a blank stare as the other spoke. “They’re not so bad,” Castor repeated, mocking Joaquin with a pitch a couple octaves higher than his best friend’s. “My mind is open. You’re not going to magically enlighten me, Moony. I already don’t get along with your not boyfriend. He’s ruined it for me.” Sighing once more to emphasize his boredom with the subject, he looked off into the crowd of students. “Good. You’re finally seeing just what you’re putting me through, right? I don’t think you talk about anything other than Soren anymore. Hello?” He waved his arm in front of the other who was seemingly in the clouds. “You sound unsure.”

#{ joaquin }

sirenitaadelmar·:

She didn’t want this. Not at all. This poor boy was simply being nice to her by talking to her and Sirena had to go and mess with that. How could she be so naive? Back at home, her sisters would die for someone who looked like him and while she agreed that he was conventionally handsome, she hated that she did this to him. “You’re sweet. And a charmer, I see.” She smirked at his joke, realizing then how cute he really was. “Polaris. I love that.” She felt her words drift when he kissed her hand and felt her entire face warm up. “Um. Where does everyone go for fun? Where would I go for the best view? All this talk about the stars, makes me want to find a place perfect for gazing!”

Sweet? The male’s brows pulled together, knitting in the middle of his forehead. No one had ever referred to him as sweet - not even his closest friends or family. Castor had been called a charmer plenty of times though. Ironic since he was a wizard. Flashing a big grin, the male noticed Sirena’s face turn pink from his kiss. “You’re blushing,” he pulled his hand back before placing in on her cheek and running his thumb over it. “I don’t know where everyone else goes. There’s a party here and there but other that, I don’t spend time with strangers. I go to the woods for fun though. I can ride my motorcycle through the trees. Nobody really goes out there, especially at night. If you venture far enough there’s this field right in the middle of the forest. It’s definitely the best stargazing spot. I go out there late at night usually.”

#{ sirena }

hxllish-hound·:

“Do you have a purpose, or are you just going to hover?” Kalama sharply questioned the figure standing over her. The dark haired girl had been rather focused on the reading for one of her new classes and did not appreciated being interrupted, which explained her acrid tone.

“Just hovering.” Castor mused, a smirk tugging at the edge of his lips. Annoying the students around him was his forte - one of the male’s favorite pastimes. “Why?” He questioned. “Am I bothering you?” Running a hand through untamed curls, the wizard’s smirk was unwavering with no sign of backing down anytime soon.

#{ kalama }

{sirenitaadelmar·:}

“Wha—t…” She felt a pang in her chest and she closed her eyes wishing the Earth would swallow her whole in that moment. The Spell. It made no sense! She had no impure thoughts for this boy! She hardly knew him! Why would she want him pining over her? Or want him at all? Still, hearing such nice things wouldn’t do well with hiding the everlasting blush on her face. “I’m so sorry.” She whispered as if he knew why she was apologizing. “Thank you, Castor. I love your name. A Gemini constellation. Is there a Pollux?” She figured she’d at least try with the guy she had just cast a spell on. How could she do such a thing? “Castor, your endgame is to excel and to shine. You’re a shining star.” She beamed. Sirena had a thing for Astronomy and was actually kind of excited that he was named after a constellation. “The pleasure is mine, handsome boy.” She took his hand and looked down at them. A shake. It meant more than word. So she shook it with a soft smile. She was bound to him now, had to help him somehow. “ I’m alright. And I’m not perfect but thank you…would you like to…show me around?”

Confused, the male raised a brow at his female counterpart. There was absolutely no reason for her to apologize. “Sorry for what?” If the mermaid couldn’t tell from his face that he was confused, his tone would surely make her see it. “No need to thank me, Gorgeous. My name? My name is normal. Your name though. Your name is the great one. There may be, there may not be. That’s for me to know and you to maybe find out. We’ll see.” He shrugged jokingly. “There is no way I could ever outshine you. You’re the Polaris in a sky full of stars.” While ahold of the Sirena’s hand, he laid a kiss on it. “You are perfect. Don’t be so modest. I’d love to show you around. Where do you wanna go first?”

#{ sirena }

{lobojoaquin·:}

“She really does. Sol really makes a great Stevie. The crowdwould love it, for sure.” Since her release from the psychiatric facility,Joaquin hadn’t thought of her dating anyone seriously or anyone at all but nowthat she was here and in school with all of them, it felt surreal. He worriedabout her well-being and the people she became close to. As spunky andconfident as she was, she carried a very vulnerable side of her that only he,Castor and Soren truly understood. “Probably hanging out with that new mermaidfriend she made. Cute girl with the purple hair? Sia? Sina? Anyway, they’rebest friends now or something.” He chuckled and then laughed louder as peoplestill gawked at Castor. “A picture lasts longer.” He raised a brow and they alllooked away. Joaquin took a piece of gum from his best friend and popped itinto his mouth. “Water folks are fine as hell. Don’t even begin to argue withme on that.” Joaquin sighed. “I think I want to see where things go with Soren…Idon’t know. I’ve never really done relationships but he’s…a good exception.”

“Who cares about the crowd? I would love it. I couldn’t see her wearing those kinds of clothes though. Mermaid friend? What is it with you tow and anything that comes from the sea?” Shaking his head, the male sighed. “A picture? They would never. They’re all too scared.” He said loud enough for surrounding classmates to hear. “Water folks aren’t very appealing in my eyes. I’m not a huge fan of the wet dog scent.” Caspian raised a brow at the other. “You think? God, Joaquin. I have literally never heard someone talk about someone else as much as you talk about Soren. I’m not complaining, because it’s actually pretty hilarious, but seriously dude? That’s all you’ve got? You think? You do you I guess.” Castor wasn’t one to be talking about relationships. He had never actually been in one - or wanted one for that matter. Ew. Shuttering at the thought, the wizard went back to talking to his best friend. “What does that mean? A good exception? You mean you want to do more than bang him?”

#{ joaquin }

sirenitaadelmar·:

“Um.” she bit her lip as she tried to come up with something to say that didn’t make her look foolish. “I’m not from around here. At all. This isn’t my home. I want it to be though. There’s so much for me to learn.” She admitted with a soft smile. “Yes. I was born with lilac hair.” Truth be told, anytime she saw a human with colored hair like hers, she thought they were from Atlantis maybe but it seemed like humans liked to look like them. If they only knew how much mermaids yearned to be on land. She dropped her hand, smiling still at Castor, her cheeks now incredibly red from him calling her beautiful. Her sisters had warned her about men like him but he seemed harmless. “It’s an old Atlantian trick.” She beamed and then shook her head so that her hair turned back to it’s original color. “My name is Sirena. What is your name, handsome stranger?” He was acting slightly different but perhaps it was his reaction to the trick. There’s no way a spell of seduction would have worked. Not when when she wasn’t even interested in him. He was cute, sure but that didn’t mean… “Are you alright?”

How had he not realized how beautiful she was until right now? Lilac hair, brunette hair, none of it mattered. In his eyes, she was the most beautiful creature to ever walk. Not even a succubus could compete with Sirena. “Where are you from? Heaven?” Heaven sounded right to him. Where else could she have come from? “Did it hurt when you landed? I definitely think you should stay. I can help you learn. Consider me your personal tutor.” Upon hearing the word Atlantian it all fell into place. Mermaid. Siren. Who cared though? It wasn’t like he would ever fall under the spell of one. “Sirena,” he repeated. “That’s a beautiful name. I go by Castor. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Sirena.” Sticking his hand out to grab her’s, he hoped she would follow suit. “Alright? I’m perfect. Almost as perfect as you are. Are you alright? Of course, you are! You’re perfect.”

#{ sirena }

lobojoaquin·:

“She’d love that, I’m sure.” Joaquin smiled at the mention of his twin sister who was probably hanging out with the new mermaid girl that he met at registration. “She can be our Stevie Nicks.” He smirked at the reaction of the other classmates. Surely they didn’t know Castor. He did whatever he wanted and even the professors refrained from telling him otherwise. When Soren was brought back into conversation, Joaquin slid into the seat beside Castor and smirked again, letting a sign fall from his lips. “Did I say once?” He laughed and leaned back. “We’re just friends. He was supposed to be my roommate this year but something happened. And I have no problem eating that fish…” He then looked over to Castor. “But that’s all that is. It ain’t my fault all these water folks are hot as hell.”

“Our very own Steve Nicks. She most definitely has the vibe and more importantly the attitude for it.” The thought of Soledad being the lead singer in a band like Fleetwood Mac caused a soft smirk to tug at Castor’s features. His thoughts shifted momentarily, realizing that she wasn’t with them. Brows furrowing together, the wizard quickly looked around the lecture hall, placing his cigarette back in its spot between his teeth. “Speaking of our favorite, She-wolf, where is she?” Glancing over at the other with a proud smirk, Castor shifted in his seat to face Joaquin. “Looks like I’m finally rubbing off on you. Took long enough.” Taking one last draw from the short cigarette, the male allowed the smoke to linger in his lungs for a little while longer as he enjoyed the last few moments of a good smoke. Letting out the puff and tossing the butt into a nearby bin, he popped a piece of gum into his mouth, offering one to his friend. “Just friends? You’re still keeping up with that story? Okay. Water folks? No. I have really got to introduce you to an Incubus.”

#{ joaquin }#...idk how this got long

sirenitaadelmar·:

She smiled,dipping her head a bit. She hated being so bashful. It was always so obviousand her sisters often teased her for it. Sirena was envious at how well theycarried themselves especially around men or in their case mermen. “What gave itaway?” She tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear and chuckled when he usedher same words for her. “I was born with it. Thank you. Want to see somethingcool?” She reached out to place her hand against his cheek and closed her eyes,reopening them and arching her brows knowing her hair was now as brown as his. Usually,a mermaid’s touch was used to seduce, making men head over heels over them buther intentions were pure. Or at least she hoped. Her father would have her headif she was already using her powers on land.

It was cute - The innocence that the woman seemed to possess. Castor wasn’t quite sure he’d ever been so unaware of the world. “You seem like you don’t really know what’s going on. Born with it? Wow.” Before meeting this new person, the wizard could honestly say he had never met someone with naturally purple hair. It was incredible. Before he could protest, she had placed her hand on his cheek. Suddenly a tingle flowed all through the male and his eyes focused on Sirena. With that, his feelings toward her had changed. Looking at the female, his heart skipped a beat and what could only be described as butterflies were fluttering around his stomach. It was a feeling the male had never encountered. His head filled with thoughts of Sirena - only Sirena. Finally noticing her hair, Castor gawked at it. “How did you do that, Beautiful?” He questioned, throwing in the small attempt at flirting.

#{ sirena }

lobojoaquin·:

Joaquin smirked, leaning against the wall, wondering where Soren had gone off to. “Naw. Giving the pack a bad name like that?” He joked and then chuckled at the idea. Their professor would love that. As much as the usage of their powers was encouraged, Joaquin knew that most of the professors were insanely uptight. He laughed at the student body’s reaction when Castor puffed some smoke in their direction and shook his head. “Picture books maybe?” he nudged his friend. “If we don’t make the last year fun then that’s on us. There are tons of parties going on this weekend. I say we go from one to another. Me, you, Sol, and Soren.”

“Who said the pack needs a name at all? We aren’t a band. Although, I’m not saying that we couldn’t form a band because I would definitely be up for that. Sol can be the lead singer.” Chuckling at the idea, Castor flicked the end of his cigarette off, watching it fall to the floor. Hearing the groans of their classmates, a smirk replaced the blank expression plastered on the male’s face. “Picture books,” he huffed. “Good one. Very original.” Nudging the other back, he shot a quick wink Joaquin’s way. “With Soren, huh? You mean that guy you say you hooked up with once and don’t like at all, but talk about literally all the time? You know Wolf packs don’t normally take in fish. We eat them. Fish are food, not friends.”

#{ joaquin }

olanterns·:

a real charmer this one was — about as charming as stepping on a snake. “ it’s not that bad. ” jack offers, but he’s almost certain the other doesn’t really care the see the brightside of the situation. he was already radiating with positivity now. “ it’s not like there is anything really better to do around the campus. ”

Eyeing the person who dared to respond, he huffed. “Clearly you must not get out often.” Leaning into his chair, Castor leaned back, pushing the seat off its front legs. “Wow - you really don’t get out often. Tell me what is it that you do for fun?”

#{ jack }

sirenitaadelmar·:

She waved her hand in the air to block out the smoke and tried her best not to cough, not wanting to look like a complete loser. Life on land was completely different than under water and Sirena knew people already judged her for being so…different. “New. Yes. You can say that. Oh I see. The world is your bitch. You’ve got a lot of confidence. Very admirable trait” It would be the longest she’d get to be on land. Her father had allowed it for her 21st birthday. “If you do, then you certainly are braver than I.”

A soft chuckle came from Castor as he listened to the female. So innocent. So pure. Oh, all the things he could do to her. “I can tell,” he said with his very best good boy voice. “Most people are too afraid to talk to me. Thanks. I like your hair. It’s a very admirable trait. Not many people rocking purple hair around here.” Flashing a grin, he winked at her.

#{ sirena }

ofriverdwelling·:

the blonde checks over his shoulder, almost certain the other was talking to someone else. “ you say that as if i’m going to babysit you. ” everyone knew the first day was a complete throwaway. it was introduce the person next to you day. ice breaker day. “ if it vexes you so to grace us with your presence, there were online classes you could have opted for instead. don’t be so melodramatic because you feel inconvenienced by a lack of a smoke break. ” a nasty habit in soren’s opinion anyway.

“Babysit me? What makes you think I’d need that? I doubt you’d be able to control me anyway.” Not bothering to make eye contact, Castor scanned the lecture hall. Eyes falling on strangers - none of which remotely caught his eyes.”Yeah, but what’s the fun in that? I never said I liked to be alone. The internet is far overrated anyway.” Lips curving into a mischevious smirk, the male couldn’t help the tooth filled grin that followed. “Inconvenienced? Why that’s not it at all. I clearly don’t care about a lack of smoke breaks. I’ll smoke whenever or wherever I please.” Continuing to keep from making eye contact, the dark-haired male, flicked his cigarette in the other’s direction.

#{ soren }

lobojoaquin·:

Joaquin was actually excited about class. How could he not be? It was his last year, he was going to hook up with plenty of guys, he didn’t have to worry about not acing his classes because he was just that good, why bother with complaining? “Just enjoy your last year in this place.” He smirked as he watched the student body pass by. “Besides, it’s Literature. Can’t be that bad, right?”

“How is one supposed to enjoy being here when they can’t do anything fun. Maybe I should go all wolfish on the class. Rile things up a bit. Add some spice.” Taking another drag from his cigarette, the male turned to the students passing by, letting out a massive cloud of smoke in their direction. Castor detested everything about this place. The people especially though. “Do I look like someone who reads to you?”

#{ joaquin }

sirenitaadelmar·:

Sirena watched as this guy went on and on, purple locks framing her face. She had met many guy like this in Atlantis. Her sisters would go crazy over him. “Who’s your bitch? The professor? Me? the kid behind ya? How does this work? I want to be prepped for these things.” She chuckled and sighed as she looked down at her watch. “If the professor doesn’t get here, in five minutes, we get to leave, right?”

Glancing over at the unfamiliar female, an audible sigh fell from Castor’s lips. “The world’s my bitch. I was saying that we’re the professor’s bitches though. At least that’s what most of them tend to think. It’s been like that for as long as I can remember. I suppose you’re new then?” Taking one last drag from the cigarette, the male flicked it onto the floor before stomping on it with his boot. “Who’s to say I won’t leave before that?”

#{ sirena }

“I don’t have to go to class. The first day always drags on, after all. Syllabus this, syllabus that. No talking in class. No smoking in class. Nothing fun. Only boring things alowed. Once you walk through that door you’re my bitch.” Castor inhaled, smoke filling his lungs like a breath of fresh air. Nictoine was his favorite of all his vices. “It’s fucked up.” The male continued, cigarette hanging loosely from his teeth.

#{ starter }

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