capharnaüm

“ but you’re just a boy born from dirt, one who’s d e s t i n e d to END UP in dirt. ”

[askboxmemes]

True/False game. Make an assumption about me in my ask and I’ll tell you if its true or false. Go.

[natecastillo-blog1]

Do you sing in the shower?

“Sometimes. —I’m more of a hummer. Why the sudden interest?”

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scphiia:

The flushed cheeks were one of the telltale signs of her rush, and so were the quick breaths she took as she finally stopped, eyes scanning every nearby surface, crouching down more than twice to check under the tables and the chairs, praying to God that the thing she was looking for wasn’t lost forever. Mateo, her younger brother, pointed out that she could always get another copy, and while that was true, her Cien Sonetos de Amor was a gift from her late maternal grandmother, and, ever the sentimentalist, Sophia Gutierrez couldn’t imagine replacing it with just about any other copy. No, it had to be found. It wasn’t lost, she told herself, and she refused to believe otherwise. Standing upright, she pushed her ink-black hair behind her shoulders, turning slightly so she was now facing the person who was currently the closest to the scene of the crime. “I’d hate to be a bother, but,” Sophia started, wondering for a fleeting moment if she looked as panicked as she felt. “– have you seen a book here? Orange and blue, has a picture of little boat on the cover?” 

“no ill be home to go w her to the hospital. dont wrry” The text sent, and the 180 miles that separated him from his mother and sister felt even farther than they were. Nathan had to consciously push the worry that he couldn’t immediately help if something were to happen to them in a corner of his mind as he lifted his gaze back up to his surroundings. He was just about to walk to the counter to order coffee for the crew back at the garage — the reason he had walked into this café in the first place — when a somewhat agitated figure appeared between him and his destination. “...Uh, I wasn’t exactly looking.” His words still came out slightly distracted as he slid his phone in his pocket before running his fingers through his curly hair. Furrowing his brows ever-slightly in order to focus, he proceeded to a quick initial inspection as his eyes roamed the whole place. “But if you had it here, it couldn’t have gone far, right?” he offered an encouraging smile at the girl in front of her. “You sure you lost it in here, though?”

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julienbellerose:

“What’s that? Did you say something? I got distracted by my own reflection,” he said, proceeding to stare. “God, I’m outstanding.”

“...I was just wondering if that was your car right there,” Nathan gestured to his left, his previously expression of admiration now replaced by poorly hidden distaste at the man’s personality. “To each their own, I guess,” he mumbled under his breath. 

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cleocalypso:

“Yes, that sounds like Rita. She’s a bit on the skiddish side, not really a fan of strangers.” Cleo replied to the boy, nodding. Her hazel eyes met his for only a moment and she pulled them away to look down the road he’d pointed to. “I hope so. Just um, worries me a bit in an unfamiliar neighborhood and all.” The girl crossed her arms over her chest, pulling into herself.

“I don’t blame her, I mean I think my own cat isn’t a fan of me,” he grinned, only half-joking. “’You new?” he asked, but the question got lost in a corner of his mind as he noticed her demeanour. “Listen,” he spoke, his tone suddenly soft and reassuring, one he usually reserved for Mathilde— the way Cleo crossed her arms reminded him of his little sister a bit more than he wanted to admit. “My shift ends in twenty minutes,” his eyes shifted at the clock on the opposite wall to make sure of it. “Do you want an extra pair of eyes to look for her? You can go ahead and I’ll catch up with you, or you can always wait here if you’d like. How does that sound?”

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ajkennedy:

“So, you’d only be willing to help because it’d displease Earl?” He asked, cocking his head to the side, a hand sliding into his pocket. “Nah, don’t bother. Know for a fact that she won’t pick up.”

“Co-worker’s on break, I can’t leave the garage,” he shrugged, unaffected. “And if I can piss him off by helping out someone? Hell yeah I’ll do it.” Taking out a nut and bolt out of his pocket, he paused for a moment as he unscrewed the former, before adding: “Well let me know if I can do anything.” 

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camercn-s:

                “Okay, fuck–– fine… I’ll admit, that was a lame one,” The hooded male protested, amused chagrin in his tone, words delivering at the tail-end of a loud exhale, “How about this: would you rather fist Andre the Giant, or be fisted by Andre the Giant?” He offered, demeanour deadpan, as if it were a momentous question in deciding one’s fate, “–– And no, death isn’t an option in this one. Though getting Andre’s ape hand rammed up your honey hole might do it for you, I shit you fuckin’ not–” 

“ Tabarnak, ” Nathan swore under his breath, but there was a hint of amusement playing across his face. “Is jumping off a bridge one?” he grumbled into the hood of the car he was working on before pausing to actually consider the question. “I’d rather not have my mother get told her son was killed getting fisted by a dead wrestler —you do know he’s dead, right?— So,” he grunted in obvious complaint as he grabbed a 3/4″ line wrench, “Fisting Andre the Giant it is.” 

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cleocalypso:

“You haven’t seen a little cat run this way, have you?” Cleo asked, her voice quiet and timid as always. “She’s only about yay big, white with black spots all down her back. I think she may have run off again, I just don’t know where…” She trailed off, letting out a soft but distressed sigh.

“’She yours?” Nathan’s eyes lit up in recognition as he wiped off the grease on his hands on a rag. “Damn, I tried to draw her to me earlier but she just ran away. She went up that road if that can be of any help,” he shrugged, pointing to his right. The girl’s apparent distress made him somewhat uncomfortable, and he felt compelled to add: “You know if she runs away a lot, she can probably handle herself on the streets. My cat’s out half the time, and she always finds her way back.”

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ajkennedy:

“You haven’t seen Sutton Fitzgerald by chance, have you?” The boy adjusts the black duffel bag hanging from his shoulder, blue eyes hidden behind a pair of dark wayfarers, “the maintance guy is starting to give me the look that security will be escorting me out soon. I’ve been waiting for her for an hour now.”

“Dunno who that is,” Nathan shook his head. “—Sorry,” he added after short consideration. He almost turned away, leaving the conversation at that, until the maintenance guy was mentioned. “Earl can be an ass. And would not be pleased to know I’m helping you out,” he smirked slightly. "So I can call up reception to see if they can reach her if ya want?”

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yellow

if you could have any view from your bedroom window what would you choose?

“I don’t know. Maybe looking down to the city or something.”

what’s your favorite thing to do on a sunny day?

“Taking out my mom and my sister for frozen yogurt.”

what do you consider lucky?

“I’d have to believe in luck to answer this question, don’t you think?”

what made you smile today?

“A dumb meme my friend Tony sent me.”

what makes you happy?

“Hm. My family. My cat. The sound of an engine after I’m done working on car. Winning a game.”

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Blue

what do you do when you’re sad?

“You probably shouldn’t be asking me for healthy coping habits.”

what are some things you do when you can’t sleep?

“Head out. Get a couple beers, have some fun. If I can’t sleep, I can’t sleep.”

what was the best (non-romantic) night you’ve had?

“Probably that really good party I crashed with my friends a while back. Free booze, good music. And we went for some paninis at 3 a.m. and hung out on a rooftop we weren’t supposed to be on.”

what kind of covers do you have on your bed?

“Uh… Grey ones?”

who is the last person you told a secret to?

“Aren’t secrets meant to… stay secret?”

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orange

what makes you feel warm inside?

“A couple of shots of vodka usually does the trick.”

what’s your favorite halloween tradition?

“Hey, I’m up for a good party any day. Though I still think trick-or-treating was great. All that free candy, man.”

what’s the last thing you learned?

“The Villa Novella Employee Handbook— if you count passively listening to the guy reading all the rules as ‘learning’.“

when’s the last time you felt obsessed?

“I think I saw a 2017 Ford GT on my way here. It left at the next exit before I could get a good look but fuck. I can’t stop thinking about it.”

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green

what’s your favorite thing to do outside? 

“Kicking ass at basketball. Or soccer. Or hockey. You get where this is going.”

do you like camping? 

“Yeah. I’m more of a city guy, but you can’t climb trees in the city— unless you’re really motivated.”

what would you spend $1,000 on? 

“Rent. Bills. My mom’s meds. Math’s college funds.”

what’s your job, or what do you want to do as your job? 

“Right now? A mechanic. And I work at a food distributor facility too, lifting boxes and shit. But I’m at the Hamptons for the summer. Doin’ some handiwork and helping out at the garage.”

what’s your favorite article of clothing?

“People have favourite articles of clothing? The fuck? I have a jacket I wear a lot, I guess.”

[kara-lesbihonest]

Send me a color

red: how was your first kiss? what do you love about yourself? when’s the last time you warmed your hands in front of a fire? would you rather watch a sunrise or sunset? what’s the best thing about summer?

orange: what makes you feel warm inside? what’s your favorite halloween tradition? what’s the last thing you learned? when’s the last time you felt obsessed? what’s your favorite article of clothing?

yellow: if you could have any view from your bedroom window what would you choose? what’s your favorite thing to do on a sunny day? what do you consider lucky? what made you smile today? what makes you happy?

green: what’s your favorite thing to do outside? do you like camping? what would you spend $1,000 on? what’s your job, or what do you want to do as your job? what’s your favorite article of clothing?

blue: what do you do when you’re sad? what are some things you do when you can’t sleep? what was the best (non-romantic) night you’ve had? what kind of covers do you have on your bed? who is the last person you told a secret to?

purple: what’s your astrological sign? what’s the best piece of advice you ever received? when’s the last time you followed your instincts? what’s your favorite food? what’s your secret dream?

[natecastillo-blog1]

hello !! i’m super late to the game but sup, name’s ji-woo ( ji is ok too ) and i haven’t properly rped in 1+ year but i’m ?? so excited to be here ??? i’m not sure how intro posts work but there’s more about nate under the cut !!

history; 

his full name is nathaniel étienne laflamme castillo (would rather not be associated w his deadbeat father), but nathan/nate is what he usually goes by

born in montreal (qc), half-filipino and half-french canadian

but his mother was diagnosed w gaucher disease when he was 12, so they moved in with his uncle in connecticut so he could help her raise the kids + financially

so speaks french (québécois), english (w a tiny accent) and some basic tagalog

his mom and little sister are lit everything to him, he would probably die for them, no joke

his uncle was a prominent father figure in his life and passed down his passion + knowledge of cars/mechanics (and, being an ex-boxer, some handy tips on how to handle himself in a fight)

he also passed away in a car accident in nate’s last year of high school. nathan only barely graduated.

on a lighter note, has a rescue cat named cleo he’s like. in love with (even if she’s out of the house or ignoring him half the time)

personality;

actually hardworking: is good at his job and puts the efforts to be good at it. would be a stellar employee if it wasn’t for his temper/habit of getting into random fights

has existential crises in the regular, and him feeling empty ends up w him doing some illegal shit or punching some dude in the face

will also generally be up for anything that’ll give him a rush of adrenaline (breaking and entering is his personal fave)

somewhat self-righteous, has his own moral code and will not hesitate to settle something he does not think is right

provoked w a y too easily. he tries to keep himself in check to not worry his fam (or to keep his job) but the amount of self-control he possesses is laughable tbh

like he can be an ass but if u catch him at a good time he’s really fun to be around, doesn’t take himself too seriously and gets really into whatever game u throw his way

not super book smart (not that he really tried that hard at school), but learns really fast w his hands. never went to college, but did follow an auto mechanic apprenticeship

is lowkey (ok, maybe highkey) prejudiced against rich ppl, p much hates them bc he thinks they’re all snobs + don’t know the meaning of respect. would have said no to this job in a flash if it wasn’t for the money that came with it (so this summer is going to be…. interesting)

i thought i was only covering basics but this got.... long (and made me realize how unfortunate nate’s life has been. like what the hec k) but if u made it this far, thank u.. so.... much ( hit me up to plot !!! )

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