The Barge

Gaston Pelletier || 18 6th year || Wampus The Roleplay

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Summer???? || Open

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unusualbeautyy:

She looked around. She was really hoping that he was joking, but he wasn’t. “Oh. I guess not. Yes, I do know that summer is coming. Thank you for the reminder.” He wasn’t moving on and Belle wasn’t sure if she could get away from him or not, so she asked him what she felt like he wanted to be asked. “Do you have big summer plans?”

Gaston gave that back of his head a scratch and shrugged, "Eh, nothing big. Beach trips. Maybe yachting in the Aegean. You?" He wanted to do something before he completely signed his freedom away by signing up for the Army. Maybe it was his way of prolonging his choice. Was it something he really wanted to do? Would it be the thing that gave him a sense of worth? Would anything do that for him?

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lost-atlantica:

Ariel was trying to get all her things in order before she went off on her summer adventures when she was stopped by a familiar face. “Um, yeah, yeah, I was…which is why we’re all preparing for the holidays…” She arched a brow at him and adjusted her bag. “Do you have any plans?” she asked, assuming that was where the conversation was going to go.

It was sad that Gaston didn't have any plans. His parents were too busy to even call him. It seemed like his brother was, too. He had all the money in the world but it didn't matter. No one cared enough to make plans with him. 

He tried to shake off the feeling of worthlessness and masked it with a cheeky grin. "Nothing yet. Maybe SoCal trip is in order?"

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xx-divamarie:

Tilting her head she debated for a small second. Even if her mind was made up the second he asked, Marie couldn’t let him assume she was that needy and willing to spend time with him. “Company wouldn’t be the worst idea. Do you have everything you need on you?” 

Gaston gave a smug shrug, "Anything I don't have, I can buy. How'd you plan on getting there?”

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xx-divamarie:

Marie enjoyed being able to hear her heels clink across nearly empty hallways.  She could keep a quick strut and not have to stop for anyone, until they’re someone as Gaston and speak out of thin air it seemed. Stopping she looked towards him and let out a little laugh. “Is that some sort of flattery line you’re using? Of course I’m aware - my beach bags are already packed.” 

A smirk swept across his lips as Marie replied. She was the right kind of hot and that made talking to her all the better. "Seeing as I completely lost track of days; would you like some company?"

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gently-gently-madeline:

“As a matter of fact, I hadn’t heard. Maybe you should be a dear and make sure everyone gets the memo.” Madeline wasn’t normally so sarky, but she had been feeling rather stressed recently. She was behind on almost all of her classes, and her grades were slipping. It was obvious to her that she was hugely in debt to Mr LeSauvage, and the least she could do regarding his generous payment of her school fees was to not fail her classes. 

“If you were asking because you think I’d be able to direct you to the best party, you’re certainly talking to the wrong girl.” With the exception of being forced to go Adam’s birthday parties in the past, Madeline had never been to a real party in her life. 

Gaston put on his usual charming smile for Madeline and chuckled. "What are you the right girl for?"

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Summer???? || Open

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unusualbeautyy:

For Belle, summer wasn’t anything different than any regular day at school. She was going to be with her father, reading and getting a head start on her schoolwork. It wasn’t the most exciting summer plans, but they were hers. She was relieved to be going with all of the hidden drama going on in her life and she didn’t have many friends, so saying goodbye to them for a little wasn’t a big deal.

She had her books close to her and was focused on getting to the library before it closed. She wanted to read as much as she could from her school’s ginormous library before having to settle with her father’s small one. So when Gaston stopped her she was more than surprised. “Are you talking to me?” she asked, genuinely confused. 

Gaston didn't discriminate against hotness. Hot jocks, hot nerds, hot anything deserved his attention. Belle was hot in her Belle way. It could be argued that she was as hot as him. So, her question was answered with ample amount of Gaston-ness, "Of course I'm talking to you. Do you see anyone else?"

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Summer???? || Open

Summer was coming. Literally. It was a day away and Gaston didn't have any set summer plans. He was so busy with the rugby finals and talking to an army recruiter, Canadian of course, that he completely lost track of the days. He did have the option of staying at the school and taking some summer classes but who would buy that Gaston Pelletier wanted to stay at school all summer and study? No one. That's who. 

So, he decided to seek out where and when the most interesting summer plans would be. "Whoa! Hey!" He stopped someone as they walked by. "Were you aware that tomorrow is the first official day of summer?"

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Date || Marie & Gaston

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With finals behind him, Gaston was able to focus on more important things, himself. Since James was gone, Gaston decided dating would be a nice way to bring himself back into the swing of things. With an Armani suit, Gaston made his way to Marie's room. It was strange taking a girl out when you already lived in the same house. It wasn't like he could knock on the front door if he was already inside. At least she had a door to her own bedroom. When he arrived, he rapped a tune on the door and waited.

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lost-atlantica:

Ariel didn’t know who she expected to be at the wedding still, but her money wasn’t on Gaston. At least, it wasn’t until she realised they’d had an open bar and turning that down would be dumb. She plopped down beside him with a laugh and a shake of her head, grabbing the nearest cup and sniffing it. She determined it to be some sort of beer and took a sip. It wasn’t awful, so she took another drink with another shrug to herself. 

“No way would I change my mind. I got out of this by the skin of my teeth and the goodness of my sister’s heart. I’m getting married on my own terms now. At least to someone who makes me feel like they’d sleep with me, because he definitely did not. William barely looked at me.” 

Gaston laughed as Ariel drank the random drink. He wasn't one to judge but it had to be flat as hell and gross as fuck. But to each her own. She was the runaway bride. She could do anything at that point and no one would say boo.

"So, what you're saying is I have a chance?" Gaston laughed. "Kidding. Aquata would kill me or worse," he paused to take a swig of his drink, "she'd cut my sack off." Then he laughed. 

"Please, don't take this the wrong way but most guys who look at you want to sleep with you. If William was too much of a prude to even look at you, you're better off." Admittedly he was drunk but his words were honest. Ariel was hot. It wasn't just because of her name either. She was genuinely attractive. Although, anyone with eyes could tell all of the Atlantica women were attractive. That was why Gaston wanted to sleep with as many of them as possible.

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lost-atlantica:

It’d been a long day, and Ariel was getting tired. She’d had more than enough excitement, and honestly, all she wanted to do was go home and sleep and see her friends and family if any of them were even still at the reception. She’d spent the last few hours at the beach, toes in the sand, while she watched everyone have fun in the water. Herself, she wanted to just sit and breathe. She wanted to enjoy the time she had away from everyone and everything, that was her fun. Normally, she would have joined them, but it was hardly a normal day. 

She pulled herself up from the sand and brushed off her dress and grabbed her bag and shoes again before setting off back home along the beach. It was the most direct route back to their house, and with any luck, people would still be enjoying the bonfire she’d had set up for everyone at the reception. It didn’t take terribly long, the walk felt nice, it was a good change of pace from the rush she’d been feeling all day, and she could see her house before too long and the area that she was supposed to get married was barely an imprint on the beach anymore. Ariel braced herself for whatever the remaining guests would have to say to her in regards to how she’d left the shindig that morning.

It wasn't much of a surprise that Gaston was in attendance at the Gagnon-Atlantica wedding. He was the eldest son of a very wealthy pureblood family. He had to do. However, it was a surprise that the bride took off. But it wasn't a complete waste, the reception went on as planned and it had an open bar.

Well into the night, drunk Gaston found himself staring at the flames of the large bonfire. He was deep in thought contemplating life's mysteries when he spotted someone approaching. "Well, well, well. Isn't it the runaway bride? What brings you back? Change your mind?"

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thebargegaston:

“Aquata, If you think you’re not crazy, then you’re delusional.” He laughed. “You already did so,” he shrugged.

Originally posted by oilversqueen

“ Do you wanna find out just how crazy I can get? Here I thought you were smart enough to know never call a girl crazy.” she huffed out shaking her head towards him. “I was curious, that’s all.” 

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“Maybe I do,” he said with a laugh. “You thought I was smart? Okay, Tiny Tots.” They were a weird pair of friends. Aquata was one girl he knew that he could marry and not hate. That meant a lot in their world. “Uh Huh...”

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thebargegaston:

“If our date goes well, I’ll let you take a look at my wardrobe. Gaston doesn’t wear cheap clothes.”

Originally posted by danielle-panabaker

“I would really only be interested in seeing your wardrobe if there was something in there for me. I think I can take your word that your fashion sense is top notch. What time should I be ready?” 

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“Seven,” that gave him time to finish practice without Aquata killing him and he could shower, shave and get dressed.

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thebargegaston:

“It’ll be more than decent,” he winked. Marie was exactly what a pureblood girl should be, interested in his courtship. “Well, Marie, I happen to wear very expensive shoes.”

Originally posted by madnessofafangirl

“More than decent sounds about right for the proper treatment of a lady.” She grinned happily as she ran her hands down the front of her skirt. “Is that the only expensive thing you wear?” She asked with an innocent smile.

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“If our date goes well, I’ll let you take a look at my wardrobe. Gaston doesn’t wear cheap clothes.”

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thebargegaston:

“But what happens if I marry you?” Gaston joked. “Who is the crazy one then?” He flashed a grin, “you know me. I give to the needy. Well, I give my dick to the average to insanely good looking that want it.” And how easily his old habits come back without someone to help keep them in check.

Originally posted by captainsyverson

“Well if you marry me, than I guess all your prayers have been answered, and you’re welcome for being the first. I mean obviously you gotta marry someone that’s not like the rest, which.. is me.” She grumbled out. Aquata would never admit to being anything close to crazy, never in a million years. “Give to the needy, wow.. way to make your dick just seem like something passed around. That’ll really charm a lady to wanting to hop on.” She stared rolling her eyes.

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“Aquata, If you think you’re not crazy, then you’re delusional.” He laughed. “You already did so,” he shrugged.

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thebargegaston:

Gaston’s one track mind did a double take, “is that so? You might be my new favorite person at this school.”

Originally posted by hot-boys-and-men

Meg arched a brow and moved closer to him, shamelessly eyeing him at this point. “Oh really? What an honor.” Once she was within reach, Meg hooked a finger through one of his belt loops and tugged gently as she closed the remaining gap between them, her chest nearly pressed against his. “If it makes you feel any better, French is a very seductive language.” 

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Gaston smirked as he watched her get closer. The grin only grew as her finger coiled around the loop of his pants. “I was very wrong about you,” he said looking around. “Maybe I can make it up to you...”

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thebargegaston:

“Aren’t you a lesbian? Your opinion doesn’t count.” Gaston said curtly.

Originally posted by manculture

Meg laughed sharply and shook her head. “Oh honey, no,” she said, looking him over with a smirk on her lips. “I appreciate a good fuck regardless of the hardware. If anything, my opinion counts more.”

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Gaston’s one track mind did a double take, “is that so? You might be my new favorite person at this school.”

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“Funny. I thought rich purebloods were your type.” He said with a shrug trying to get in a dog at the other witch.

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“Bye Malena! Maybe I’ll see you on the pitch!”