joaquin castaneda

@jcastanxda

24 years old music composer

124 posts

Joaquin & Dia

“i mean, they were a little surprised when i mentioned it, but nothing bad,” dia divulged, trying to remember back to the conversation she had with her mother on the phone. “they asked if you were still in the band and of course, cambié el tema rápidamente since my mom could be a bit of a chismosa,” she continued reassuringly, “but other than that, they’re actually a bit relieved to know someone else in the building since they always think i’m fucking around,” rolling her eyes at the thought of her parents still managing to be overprotective even at this age, “so i’m sure they’ll appreciate it if you can come, especially my brother. but if you can’t, that’s totally fine too,” waving the topic away, “but speaking of, qué has hecho últimamente?”

“i like keeping people on their toes,” he says, a little smirk following. “she likes her tea as piping hot as my mom does, so she’s probably already heard from her. it’s fine, though. i don’t mind following in my dad’s footsteps, but dia, and i mean this with all my heart, do not let me grow a mustache like him.” he shakes his head, “fucking around? that’s kind of funny." joaquin almost brings up her work ethic, followed by a certain digital pet, but he decides to save it for another time. “but she shouldn’t worry so much. you’re usually more disciplined than me?” placing his phone back into his pocket he laughs, “i’m just messing with you. it actually sounds kind of fun.” shrugging softly, “oh, you know, just fucking around. what about you?”

#give dia's mom the chisme!#it's what she deserves #th:dia

Gracie made her way to her little mail box in the building, Doritos in one hand, dog leash that connected to a small white Maltese named Hillary in the other. “We’re all in this together, once we know that we are. We’re all stars and we see that!” She sang as she opened her box, the leash falling from her grasp. The brunette gasped as Hillary ran towards a person coming through the building. “Hillary come back! Oh my goodness I’m so sorry.” She exclaimed, looking up at the other as she tried to regain grasp of the leash.

joaquin can now officially add being nearly taken down by a small dog as a potential cause of death. he has to steady himself as the ball of fluff starts wrapping its leash around his legs, his hand start to lose grip of his mail as he tries to disentangle the leash from around him. “it’s okay,” he lies, still reaching down for the leash, “wait... she doesn’t bite, does she?” maybe it’s something that he should have asked before he put his hand near the little dog’s mouth, but it’s too late now. all he can do is hope for the best as he finally grabs hold of the leash.

#th:gracie #it's hard finding a matching gif #pretend he doesn't look so grumpy sorry

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“francis,” city replied, matter of factly. “please don’t tell anyone i know this much about disney movies. it might ruin my reputation around here,” she joked. she always found it strange how she could recall such tiny obscure details like that, and yet city could barely remember most of yesterday. “ooh a clear head. either means you’re doing something really good or really bad,” she commented. she wasn’t trying to pry, but she also kept the conversation open enough so that he could tell her what was going on if he wanted to. “no, joaquin, i’m gonna be mad at you for the rest of my life because you wont get high with me.” city said, a fake pout matching his before she laughed.

"it almost sounds like you watched it as recently as yesterday,” joaquin suggests, faux suspicion etched in his expression, “but you’re fine, i’m not going to tell anyone?” although he’s not convinced that anyone would judge her if they knew. “i’m pretty sure that everyone’s been using the same disney+ account, anyway.” he sighs softly, “i don’t know. probably good. i just feel like maybe i lost myself a little bit? i’m not trying to sound deep or anything. it’s really not, but yeah.” joaquin shrugs, “hey, you never know. i always figured you were hanging out with me for my good looks, but it could have been about getting high the whole time.”

#th:city #drug mention

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“ a cricket ?? ” charlie lips purse into a frown , his head shaking just slightly . there was something so sneaky about bugs , charlie has never been a fan of surprises , and bugs seemed to always have that element of surprise on their side . it really wasn’t fair . “ would you think i was a monster if i told you i probably would have panic killed it … gives me the heebie - jeebies . ” he can’t help himself , eyes scanning the surroundings , though he tries to be somewhat discreet about it . “ i don’t think i’ve had the pleasure of meeting this flute guy – who is he ?? ”

"i don’t think you’re alone,” he muses, “but once you stare into their eyes... it’s hard to go through with it.” joaquin adjusts his jacket collar, his posture straightening to convey bravery, “thought i was a wimp for not being able to kill it, but i actually grabbed it with my bare hands. so, hey...” then tossed its ass outside. where it belonged. “oh, he’s just some dude who’s violently bad at playing flute. i don’t think anyone’s actually met him? could be any of us, really.” squinting, he asks curiously, “wait, where you last night between 8pm-10pm?”

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❝ A CRICKET ? ARE those common in new york ? i thought they were more , like , forest bugs ? ❞ raven questions , raising her eyebrows at the male. she didn’t know all the much about the wildlife in new york , if there was much , but crickets seemed too out of place. at least to her. ❝ tossing it outside is probably better , it’s not like a cricket is gonna hurt you so it’s usually good to save those bugs anyway. or maybe it’ll find its way to more crickets ? it is a bug , after all. ❞

"i think they’re kind of everywhere?” he suggests, “but i’m not an entomologist.” they probably prefer the forest, but there’s nothing stopping them from finding their way into people’s homes. except maybe bug spray. “i mean, it wasn’t really doing anything to me? except being annoying as shit, but yeah.” he nods, “well, i’m pretty sure that’s what it wanted? i think that chirping is some kind of mating call. unfortunately, i’m not into it. hope he understands.”

» • * — ( aron piper, male , he/him ) . i think i hear volver a comenzar by technicolor fabrics coming from apartment 2512. doesn’t joaquin castaneda live there?? i heard they are a 24 year old music composer from montreal, quebec, but they’ve been living in the apartments for six months . they come across a bit - fickle and - arrogant , but they also seem like they could be + ingenious and + sociable. whenever i see them, i think of antique instruments being used as decoration, listening to music in the dark & crumpled up pieces of paper with lyrics scribbled down on them. oh, and don’t forget to follow them on instagram at jcastaneda !

sort of revamped him? a lot of this is the same as before. but there’s still some tweaks! if we had any connections before then it can probably be assumed that they’re still there. unless it conflicts with anything new. then we can plot out something different!

full name: joaquin gael castaneda bruhl-cabrera birth place: montreal, quebec, canada occupation: musician / composer sexuality: gay birthday: march 21st 1996 height 6′1″ zodiac: aries mbti: ENTJ relationship status: single relatives: natalina cabrera instruments: violin, bass, & piano languages: fluent in english, fairly fluent in french & spanish, & some german

early childhood:

although his parents are from europe, he was born and raised in canada. due to their musical backgrounds (his mom a violinist and his dad a composer), his parents wanted to share their influence with him as early as possible. so he started playing violin before he was even five years old. he shared the same passion for music as his parents, but since he had little freedom to do much else, he started to resent playing the violin. especially when lessons cut into social time. basically: the boy was lonely af.

teen years:

as a form of rebellion, he decided to pick up playing bass. this meant he tended to slack off while playing violin. but he wasn’t slacking off in school and manged to skip a grade. around this time he also befriended people who would later form a band with him. joaquin started dating a girl, too. the relationship was kind of a drag. as graduation approached, he decided to skip going to college. as you can imagine, this was quite the disappointment for his parents as they had always dreamed of him getting into a prestigious music school. he was just really burnt out by the demands of his parents and his education and needed time to figure things out. so he left canada and distanced himself.

his twenties

he was still in and out of a relationship with that should have already ended. part of him liked the comfort of having a girlfriend. but when they finally broke up, it felt like a weight was lifted off his shoulders. he liked being able to do whatever he wanted. this also lead to him realizing that he wasn’t really into girls at all. the band fizzled out. which he didn’t mind so much. then he slept with his friend, julian, and caught feels. stupid. messy. feels. something he had to work out without hurting their friendship.

recently:

he’s kind of been doing some soul searching for the past six months. actually listened to his parents somewhat and went back to school after the band thing didn’t work out. for him, he has an on/off relationship with school. he already has a career building by composing for people. and connections through his parents. but he hasn’t completely abandoned school.

facts that don’t fit anywhere:

his parents still send him money

downplays his intelligence sometimes

uses groups of people as siblings because he was an only child

doesn’t catch feels very easily

arrogant when it comes to music / perfectionist too

more confident than he used to be / over compensates

drinks dumb bitch juice and makes mistakes sometimes

thinks vaping looks stupid

surprisingly good at cooking

sometimes ignorant (socially)

can (almost) pass as cool

i mean, it's one banana, michael. what could it cost, $10?

wanted connections:

friends, enemies, in-between…

i honestly am the absolute worst when it comes to connections?

maybe someone who has family history. their parents didn’t get along? so now they don’t really get along? but it’s dumb. and they actually should be friends?

a fangirl who is upset that he quit the band? maybe blames him for the band breaking up? (it’s probably not pink slip at this point. another band).

a girl he hooked up (or almost did) before he realized that it really wasn’t for him? (but now they’re cool and probably joke about it. and they’re friends).

again. terrible at coming up with wanted connections.

guy friends. he doesn’t have a brotp.

more frenemies (especially anyone who points out that he is actually a nerd)

casual friends. anyone he goes to the gym with. or mingles with when there is a social event going on. might text each other memes sometimes.

a wing man. not necessarily to get him dates. but someone who can take him under their wing? since he’s more confident now. but doesn't really know how to use it?

a distant friend. someone that has grown distant from him. or he grew distant from them. doesn’t have to be anything dramatic. but still they aren’t as close now.

alright this is all i have right now. i am always up for brainstorming.

thanks for reading this. i really tried?

#ten23:intro #this is just bc i changed him #a little bit #i'm sorry #last time #hopefully

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savannah moving back she didn’t realize would take so much work. sure she only had a few suitcases to bring back, but it’s still so much work, considering she had four, and she one of them was just her shoes, and that was her biggest one of course. and as she was lugging all four to her apartment, she dropped one of them, basically opening all her clothes for the world to see. “crap!” she told herself as she put the rest of her luggage to the side and begrudgingly tried to pack it up as fast as she could, before hearing someone come around the corner. “sorry, please step around the clothes, i’ll get this cleaned up in a jiffy!”

@ten23starters

"are you a time traveler?” joaquin asks, eyeing the blonde with amusement, “i don’t think that i’ve ever actually heard anyone use the word jiffy before.” maybe someone’s parents, but definitely not his own. bending down, he rests a knee against the ground and reaches out to help, “i could give you a hand if you want?” he’s genuinely being nice, but she’s also kind of blocking the walkway for him, “unless you’re worried that i might find something weird?”

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“heimlich, him and the angry ladybug were my favorites,” she told him. “that makes sense, hopper was scary, and honestly, so is k---- s-----,” city laughed. “i know the other week was aone time thing, but i do have some weed if you want some. or maybe something stronger if you wanna wake up.”

“oh, right! that’s him. what was the ladybug’s name? i want to say frank, but i really can’t remember. it’s seriously been at least twenty years since i watched it." scrunching up his face as he hears the named mentioned, he agrees, “maybe it was my intuition.” joaquin takes in a breath, realizing that he’s going to have to turn her offer down, “i appreciate the offer, but i’m actually trying to keep my head clear right now." it’s not just that he rather keep things professional between the two of them, though that carries importance too, but with all the questionable decisions he’s been making lately, and for the past year, he feels that maybe it's time to start being a little more mindful. a slight pout rests on his face, an expression meant to playful rather than garner any kind of sympathy, "will you ever be able to forgive me?”

Joaquin & Dia

erupting in laughter, the brunette grabbed her stomach, almost rolling off the couch as she gasped for air. it was less about his personality quiz result but rather his expression that sent her into tears of joy. “i, all of a sudden, feel so much better with squidward.” just then, the dog who had been quietly laying in the corner of the living room got woken up from the volume of her laughter and made his way straight onto joaquin’s lap, being completely familiar with him, “i think latte agrees with buzzfeed. yellow is his favorite color,” preventing the laughter that was threatening to spill out once more. “oh by the way, my parents are coming down in a couple of days and they’re inviting you to dinner with us,”

he sticks his tongue out playfully at her response, “i’m sure you do.” now he wishes he would have lied. although he’s not sure which spongebob character he would have preferred. maybe larry? joaquin starts petting his dia’s dog he makes himself comfortable in his lap, “or maybe he’s just feeling sorry for me." he eyes her suspiciously, unsure if he agrees with her reasoning, “that’s kind of biased, dia. dogs can only see blue and yellow.” if what he’s read is true, anyway. “oh, really? i feel like i haven’t seen them in forever.” joaquin remarks, “i bet they were kind of surprised to hear that i moved here.” not that he had ever expressed living anywhere else, mostly he always figured he would end up wherever the band was. and before that, he worried he would stay in montreal for the rest of his life. "well, i’ll have to check my calendar,” he teases, opening the app up on his phone, “but i could probably make it.”

Elite 1x06

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city looked over at joaquin and laughed. “you know, sometimes when you talk, i can’t tell if you’re high or not,” she told him. “that’s what i do with all bugs. they freak me out but after i catch them i feel really bad for them and their little bug families so i let them go,” she explained. “it’s probably because i watched bugs life too many times when i was a child.”

“a bug’s life? kids used to tell me that my dad sounded like the caterpillar. probably because he’s from germany. i think i've pretty much blocked that movie out of my head, though,” he laughs, “because the grasshoppers scared me.” nudging her, “also, i’m not high. but i’m pretty damn tired. i guess that’s what happens when jiminy ‘frickin’ cricket decides to move in.”

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“ever since we came back there’s been a cricket in my apartment,” joaquin whines, “or maybe it took up residency while i was away? it’s been keeping me up for nights.” not to mention it was pretty stifling to his creativity, forcing him to incorporate the chirp of a cricket into every song he was working on, “i found it, but i think that i’ve grown emotionally attached because i couldn’t kill it, so i tossed it outside. maybe it’ll find its way to flute guy. he seems lonely.”

@ten23starters

#ten23:start #insect mention #tw insects

Elite 1x06

𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 -> 𝘫𝘰𝘢𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘯.

cole: but u aren't bugging me :))

cole: i feel that, though.

cole: ahhhhhh you admitted it !!!! i'm gonna remember this day forever

joaquin: well you messaged me first 😉

joaquin: whoa, there. calm down. i said you're alright. it's not a proposal or anything.

joaquin & asher

"you’re not the only one who can flex having a private education.” joaquin points out, referring to himself, though his parents don’t make nearly as much money in comparison. “you’d probably like that, wouldn’t you?” sighing, he gestures vaguely, “i don’t know? maybe sheer curiosity?” he shakes his head, mind in disbelief as he listens to asher go on and on, “hm, really? are you sure they're not just saying that because it's the only way to get you to shut up?” giving in just a little bit, he decides to play along with him, “i can't say that i blame them, though. there's definitely worse ways to keep you quiet."

#Th:Asher #Asher

joaquin & belle

belle laughed at joaquin’s eagerness, leaning her head against her open palm. she wasn’t exactly sure how they’d gotten onto this topic of conversation, but she wasn’t complaining. she liked being emotional support for people, but it got exhausting after awhile. “glinda didn’t tell her because she had a journey she needed to go on. there wouldn’t be any story if glinda just told her, right? i mean, someone had to kill the wicked witch.”

“it was dorothy’s journey, sure, but glinda still kind of used her? i don’t think she wanted to get her hands dirty. so she let dorothy do all the dirty work. she could have killed the wicked witch herself, but maybe it would have ruined her image? i don’t know.” finishing it off with a playful take, he throws a little positivity into the mix, “she’s still kind of a babe, though. i’ll give her that. there’s nobody else that could pull off that outfit quite like her.” joaquin leans back against the chair, fairly saitsifed by the points he’s made, “so, what’s your hot movie take?”

#th:belle #murder mention #murder tw #kind of?

joaquin & aubrey

“hey!” joaquin nudges, “i said not to look!” lowering his head, he tries to cover his amusement by hiding his face. "yeah, maybe,” he considers, humoring aubrey, “or just of you?” standing up, he takes the opposite seat. “play it cool, though,” joaquin warns, “we’re starting to seem suspicious.” he glances around briefly, searching for an easy distraction when his eyes land on her notebook. curiously, he asks, “oh, aubres, are you writing something for us?”

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