* be brave / be afraid !

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sirenitaadelmar‌:

 “Oh! Oh no! Did I give you a fright?” She didn’t mean to. “It’s okay. I’m quiet too. Or well, I get that a lot. My sisters poke fun often.” She smiled and followed his gaze, looking around at the beautiful greenhouse. “how can they ignore such a beautiful place?” It reminded her of the plants underwater and it was probably why she felt so compelled to hide out there. “Hello, Jack. It’s so nice to meet you. I would love to partake in the tending of your babies.” She reached to gently massage the leaf of a plant. “Do you have a favorite?”

                    " i know how it is to have sisters tease you, i have three and they’re all older than me. ” he thinks of them often and he misses them. it was hard not to think of home when he felt so lost on this new world he was thrush into. “ well i can certainly tell you that they don’t ignore it. fifteen people have shown up to take pictures for their instagram feeds, but they really just don’t want to do the work to take care of them. ” but, of course, jack didn’t mind picking up the slack. “ nice to meet you too, i’d love some help. ” he beamed as his gaze swooped over towards the ferns, “ right now, it’s these. ” gesturing to a tiny potted fern, jack gently touched the leaf causing the leafs to fold away coyly, “ it’s a mimosa pudica, some people call them touch-me-nots. shy looking things. ”

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CHARACTER MOODBOARD / ABOUT  → JACK FLYNN  

             well, my grandma raised me after my father’s disappearance and she’s a witch, but the family thought i was just normal. my oldest sister raleigh kept trying to catch me off my guard and scare some magic out of me – she pushed me off the end of a pier once, i nearly drowned – but nothing happened until i was nine. my second older sister harper had managed to destroy our grandmother’s garden. i’m still not even sure what i had done – but whatever it was, our grandmother’s garden had grown back ... and then some more. i thought i was going to be in trouble but everyone seemed so pleased. even gran was crying, she was so happy. or at least that’s what aunt neeve had said. no one had ever seen a boy in the family perform magic in a long time. 

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sirenitaadelmar‌:

“Hello! Whoops! Sorry.” She stood up from the spot she had found–a place where she could escape the craziness of life on land. She had cuddled up in a corner of the greenhouse, reading a book that she hadn’t noticed or heard the boy. “I’m sorry. You were uh–so quiet.” She smiled at him and looked around the area. “This is a lovely place. Perhaps we can share it? I only will come here when it gets too noisy out there. My name is Sirena. What is your name?”

                     not expecting a reply above a small mew, the watering can in his hand sloshed as he stood upright. “ oh, uh! yeah  --- i get that a lot.” because that only made him sound like a cool guy. great job, country boy. setting down the watering can down, jack looked around the greenhouse with a slight sense of pride. “ yeah, not many people come around so i kind of took creative control. i’d be happy to have more people around to enjoy it as well. ”  he smiles politely, “ i’m jack, ”

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              he stood still as the rustling in the bushes creaked like an old house echoing out in the sunlit day. he had been spending his time the far back of the greenhouse, trimming the bonsai’s leaves and watering the belladonnas inside, which was overrun to a great degree with brightly hued green vines. “ anyone there? ”she speaks, though does not glance up to the noise; as for all she knows, it could simply be ivy, the stray which had decided to make the greenhouse it’s home.

[changingcastor]

     “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. 

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             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. ”