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|| Castleteria || :blossom: || With Noah ||


“I wanted to say how I hope it would be easy to tell which one you are but I guess it will be?”
“Yes pretty easy” she nodded “We just look the same” she added with a light shrug and thought for a moment as he asked if they were opposites, “Not really complete opposites, but we’re not similar either. There are some things that we have in common I guess.” she said, even though if someone asked her sister that question she’d say yes.

Ophelia smiled as he said he had the same class as her, both because it meant she wouldn’t be alone in class, and because for her it was one of the classes she was most excited for as well, “So am I!” she said with an excited smile on her lips
“We should probably get going. That’s if you want to go with me?” Noah then said after looking around, getting up and politely reaching his hand out to her. “We probably should” The girl responded with a light chuckle and looked at his hand and then glanced back at the standing boy before taking his hand and getting up as well, “Thank you”


@astxrism - Noah

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FREYA LOCH - GARDENS


“If it’s going to be dancing fish, I’m going to faint”
Laughing, Freya pulled off her ear defenders and set them on a small rock to the side. “No spoilers, but it’s not that,” She said chuckling, before hopping into the pond.
Swimming under the water, Freya chuckled before a shock rolled through her body. Lengthening, her skin darkened and turned to scales, with her bones cracking slightly as they shifted. After a few seconds Freya had completely turned to her true form, swiftly realising the pond, while quite large from a human perspective, was not that deep. Curling around the base, Freya lifted her head above the water, turning her gaze towards Nyana. Grinning, Freya rested her head on the side of the pond and lifted an eyebrow. She couldn’t speak in this form, not in any tongue a human could understand, anyways.

@Meekepeek - Nyana

What she looks like rn

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As Freya jumped into the water, all I could do was wait until she reappeared looking nothing like she did before. “wow” I could only exclaim as I walked to her and sat down. “Do you mind if I…felt you scales?” I asked unsure. “I’m kind of curious” I explained as I looked at her scales as it were almost like it were covered in gems and shining in the sun as they were wet. “you look really cool, you know that” I said excited.
@Acorn06

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“I must confess I have rarely traversed anywhere, I’d say the farthest I’ve ever gone is… well, to this school,” Hadrian said, which made Valentina frown slightly and tilt her head. Even though they then added that they preferred not to travel and to stay where they “needed to be”, Valentina wondered if this was a cover-up for their true thoughts, maybe they really did long to travel. “Well, you’re here now at least! Maybe we can travel this break! And this school has so much to offer-have you seen the beach yet? Or the forest?” She suggested optimistically. Hadrian tilted their head as she talked about romance-which made her flush slightly-had she been too obvious? “Romantic, you say?” She nodded at this, trying to disguise how eager she was, but failing. At the mention of her favorite topic, she felt even brighter and more excited than she already did. “I suppose I can see that, though I’ve never been big on ‘romance’. I’ve never truly seen the need for it, it seems more troublesome than beneficial.” Valentina frowned deeply at this-romance and love were the best things in the world! “Troublesome? I mean, I guess it can be a bit… but if you work through it…” She sighed dreamily, resting her head in her hands. “It’s the best feeling in the world.” She looked at Hadrian-“It’s definitely a necessity. Have you never experienced romance before, then?” She asked intrusively.

“Mm, after all, being an Olympian descendant must make you quite fearsome in your own right.” She quickly shook her head, strands of pink moving from her face. “I hope not! I’d never want anyone to fear me…” Hadrian laughed, “Ah, what a fascinating ability, and yet you refuse to use it out of a sense of nobility. I must commend you on encouraging more natural love, rather than an artificial one.” Valentina beamed at the compliment-glad they believed her. Blushing modestly, she replied, “Of course! Natural love is so important to me…I’d never want to encourage anything artificial…Besides, shooting people is kinda…” She made a face-it definitely wasn’t her. “It can be hard to get people to fall in love ‘naturally’, but it’s definitely worth it in the end.”

“A demigoddess gifted with immortality. What a truly adventurous prospect that must be, to live amongst legends and know your mark on the world can be eternal.” Hadrian’s eyes were somewhat glossy, and their tone gleeful. Valentina ducked her head, she hadn’t meant to brag or anything. Still, she shouldn’t turn away a compliment…“I agree, I’m very fortunate. I hope I can make a good mark on the world…” She looked over her shoulder a bit at her small wings-if only she could work a bit better and be a bit more successful-they’d be much bigger by now. “But anyone can make an eternal mark on the world, not just immortals.” She finished sincerely. “I’m not too certain of my heritage, some of the details are fuzzy. I mainly raised myself and somehow received an invitation here.” Valentina nodded somewhat sympathetically-this made sense. Their tone sounded a bit less optimistic-and more dreary. “Hey, maybe you’ll find out this year!” She said brightly. “I’m glad you decided to go-it’s going to be a great year.”

orp >> @theblugeek sorry king this is lowkey trAshHh

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FREYA LOCH - GARDENS


Freya nodded as Nyana asked to feel her scales. She loved being in this form, the speed and strength that it gave her were amazing. Freya could race even the fastest fish in this form and still have a chance at winning. Water had sloshed out of the pond a bit when Freya had transformed, but she paid it no real mind. The flowers had simply gotten an early watering, is all.

@Meekepeek


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“Wait, that is even more cool than just a normal pet pig! So it’s a best friend for sure, not a pet. That is really cool, Kellan, and, like, even if your roommate sucks you will still have a friend to talk to and stuff.” Kellan nodded knowingly-“I know right?! He’s the best. And honestly, I don’t think I’ll have any beef with my roommate as long as they can get along with Hammy.” His last year’s roommate hadn’t been too fond of pigs, germs, and dirt, so hopefully this year’s would be different. “Well, my baby girl is pretty sweet, you know she is a cat, though, so she can get a little moody with others, but she is a cuddle baby with me.” Kellan could see Rory’s smile take over his whole face-he definitely loved his cat. “Omg you two are too cute!! I can’t wait to meet her!” Kellan exclaimed. Rory was still staring at Kellan’s Instagrimm page, Kellan wondered why. Was it because of the bio? He supposed he did have a lot of content posted. He had to admit, he fell for people quickly-but there was something different about this time. He felt better about this time-like he possibly had a chance with Rory? “I would only want to be insta famous with you, so just keep that in mind, Kellan.” Rory said, adjusting his bag, which only made Kellan blush harder. “Oh my gosh, of course! I can totlaly give you a shoutout, too!” Kellan told him sweetly. “Why, will I wear something more fancy?” Rory asked. Kellan looked at him, “Possibly,” he teased. “I would let you try to style me at any time, Kellan, I mean it could be fun.” Kellan grinned-this was good to hear. He’d have to go through some clothes later-maybe even design some new pieces? “I’ll make sure it’s the time of your life!!!” Kellan exclaimed. Rory smiled at something on his phone-Did he have a boyfriend or girlfriend already? Kellan looked a bit worried, but tried to smile anyways.

orp >> @bpalmer

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I smiled and started stroking her skin. it was a bit of a combination between a lizards rough scales and fish’s smooth scales. “if feels so unique” I said fascinating. The scales were also a little sharp when I stroked against them but were smooth and polished when I stroked with them. they were almost like individual polished gems. “They are really beautiful” I tell her as I became more and more invested in the details of the color and texture.
@Acorn06

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FREYA LOCH - POND


Clicking, Freya stretched her neck out and shook slightly, sending a shiver down the length of her body. The sensation of Nyana stroking her was definitely none she had ever felt before. Fish generally didn’t pet each other, of course. She lifted the end of her tail out of the water, playfully spraying Nyana with a cloud of it.
"They are really beautiful”
Warmth rose in Freya’s face at this, and she grinned happily at the compliment. It was a first, after all.

@Meekepeek

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I chuckled as it was a weird idea to be petting my new friend but since I did make friends with forest animals as well, it did have similarities. she suddenly started to splash me and I let out a shriek. “Aaah, that’s COLD” I exclaim shocked and looked at her with big eyes. It took a little bit but then I started chuckling. I never was one that cared about getting dirty, but this was something I had never been able to do, and I did enjoy it.
“Hey Freya, can you understand me?” I asked as I placed a flower on the top of her snout.
@Acorn06

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:white_flower: image >> literature

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Lilliana’s phone went off, startling her. She fumbled for it-knowing it was probably her ex-boyfriend or her new boyfriend-either way, she wouldn’t be very happy about it. But instead, it was a link from an unknown number, along with words that made her heart plummet into her stomach Update : Bleeding Red ; Lilliana Hood. There were some other names as well, but the only one she could focus on was her own. Bleeding Red? Her curiosity getting the best of her, she clicked the link. Her eyed widened as she realized it was a link to a blog…and the article was indeed about her. What the… This person knew she had gone to the club yesterday. They knew she had… She winced at the last words… If her parents ever saw this… No, they wouldn’t. This person probably wanted the blog to stay undercover, no? She wondered if she should turn it into the Headmaster… No, then they would definitely find a way to tell her parents. Her eyes began to well up all over again and her head panged from all of the thinking. “SH-T!!!” She yelled, slamming her phone on the desk in front of her.

orp >> @Kitastrophe ayyy this is what lilliana is up to idk if Cora would’ve seen her or not.

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He tilted his head in confusion, “What…what do you mean? It’s just how we were told to act.” Rylan sighed, not wanting to explain himself. It was typical of the rich to act this way-telling others not to speak with them. “Not only that, but they were normally married and…well, powerful men don’t like their power tested.” Now Rylan looked to be confused, “What does that have to do with anything?” He inquired gruffly. “And… well, in my experience, the rich often act like they’re too high and mighty to talk to people like us.” He tried to explain. “It’s annoying.” Pin smiled-a very goofy dreamy smile. Rylan tried not to laugh at him. "Yes, they were quite beautiful. Though, I’m sure there will be pretty women here.” Rylan had already seen plenty of good looking people, though he didn’t care much for looks in general. As Pin’s smile faded, Rylan tried to say something nice to make him feel better. “Oh, for sure! There are er… lots of nice looking people here.” He tried to assure Pin.

“How about we stop speaking French now?” Pin suggested. Rylan nodded, glad he didn’t have to keep it up for any longer. “My head’s starting to hurt and we haven’t even started class yet.” Pin laughed quietly. “Mine too.” Rylan agreed. “But nice French.”

orp >> @skyler2 omg don’t worry!!! i totally get it and I hope you are doing well! :))

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:sun_with_face: image >> castleteria, hilda

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Hilda smiled, “I’ll tell her you said that. Or, better yet, I can MirrorTime her sometime, so you can meet her. She’ll be excited to meet my first friend here.” At this, Eun’s face lit up-so they were friends after all! Make one friend-mission completed! “That would be so cool, I’d be honored,” Eun said, her polite tone mixing with excitement. Hilda got back into their chair, saying, “A lot of stuff, honestly. I like eggs a lot, as you can see.” Eun nodded, staring at the golden eggs. “Yes, I can see that.” She giggled. “Do you cook anything vegan? I’d like to try sometime!” Hilda laughed, then assured Eun it wasn’t her. “Oh!” Eun said, turning a bit pink. “That makes more sense.”

orp >> @ouijaloveletters

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:love_you_gesture:t3: image >> advanced math, kyle

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He blinked a few times at her gadget and she smiled slightly at his reaction. He watched for a moment, before starting to write again, and she wondered what he would say. “Wow, that’s interesting. How did you make it?” His handwriting was neat and careful. She rose an eyebrow, not meeting his eyes. ‘Interesting’ wasn’t necessarily bad, but it wasn’t a great review either. She began to write again, she didn’t want to keep him waiting for long. Yeah, I made it with a bunch of old parts and things I found back home. An etch-a-sketch, pixie dust, a microphone … a lot of other little parts. And some magic. It’s mostly for people who will be talking a lot and don’t have time to write everything down. Her handwriting became messy as she wrote-she was trying to be quick and her hand was cramping slightly.

She could see him laughing at what she wrote, and wondered what she had wrote to get such a response. “No, no. I’m not a poet. Just a math whiz. My mom used to tell it to me before bed, so I guess my amazing memory memorized it. She really liked poetry.” Theo stared at the page-he had a lot of confidence. Not that she doubted he was good at math or memorizing. Oh, so your Mom wrote it, then? She asked, misunderstanding again.

orp >> @skyler2 omg i should look at more of their work!!

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:snowman: image >> hallway, tristan

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His interest piqued when she said castle, and she was again filled with regret. “As in Princess?” He asked, raising an eyebrow. He was likely surprised-she didn’t really come off as a royal to most people. “What would you say if I was just a servant there?” She asked him, raising an eyebrow. Wait…she didn’t want to know, the answer probably wouldn’t be good. She felt her phone buzz in her pocket-probably signaling that it was dead. She hadn’t charged it in a while. She looked away. “Yeah, I guess you could say princess.” She muttered. He put his hands in his pockets, “Second year, huh? Then how old does that make you?” She sighed lightly, but answered, “I’m seventeen.” She looked at him-“And you? I mean, how old are you physically? We all know you’re mentally eight.” She added, just to insult him.

His face fell-she had shattered his confidence once again. He ignored her, instead looking worried as he said, “Oh yeah? Name three.” He sounded…fearful? Why was that? She rolled her eyes at being told what to do, but answered, “Farra, Farrow, and Quinn. And if you make fun of those names, I will kill you,” she snarled. Farra and Farrow were her twin siblings, while Quinn was her best friend. She didn’t care much for the names themselves, but had grown to like them because of the people behind them. He jogged back up to her, and she let him stay next to her-as long as he didn’t get too far in front, she was fine. He probably wouldn’t, as she was supposed to be leading him to brekfast. “Fine, maybe I’ll buy you something. But, boy, does that sound like a date.” He flirted. Porcelain rolled her eyes for the millionth time that morning-“You know what? If you’re paying, you can call it whatever you want.” She finally said-she was that hungry.

orp >> @skyler2 yes it’s a bit messed up, sorry!! I still need to rewrite her a bit oof

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“I didn’t mean any harm with it.” Dae looked at him skeptically-who spoke such insults but then said they ‘didn’t mean any harm’? Was he being passive-aggressive with Dae? “I’ve just seen people’s arrogance turn against them. Let me tell you, it isn’t pretty.” His tone was warning-and Dae scowled. “Arrogance? I’m not arrogant.” He protested, laughing pathetically. He wasn’t very observant and didn’t notice the boy’s hands shaking. “Maybe you are, but you’re also still a breathing individual.” He replied, after a deep breath. Dae frowned-“Well, I’m the coolest breating individual, then.”

orp >> @meekepeek djfkdsksk omg we’re so proud :pleading_face: sorry dae is big doofus

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:tropical_fish: image >> cove, cameron

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He chuckled at her jealousy-and she had to laugh too. She was quite impulsive, but at least she’d figured it out eventually. He grinned at her reply, and she wondered if he was thinking something similar. Cameron was literally the perfect boy for her. They had just enough in common-but not too much, like she was dating herself. As he gut the fish, he didn’t look at her, which was fine! Bay didn’t want to distract him and get him injured or something. She was happy to watch, and did so with wide eyes. The tin foil crinkled as he popped it into the magic-powered oven to cook. He glanced up at her, and she grinned, happy to see his face again. His eyes were full of curiosity, and she spoke even more proudly now that she had his full attention.

He raised his eyebrows, and joked, “Do I have to worry about this guy?” She quickly shook her head, orange braids flying. “No, of course not!!” She said quickly. “I only like guys with brown hair.” She finally assured him with a big smile. “I was just surprised to see him. At first I thought he was on fire because of the smoke!” He frowned instead of congratulating her as she spoke about smoking. She furrowed her brows and stuck out her bottom lip-where were her compliments? He wiped his hands on a towel-“That stuff isn’t good for you. The smoke goes into your lungs and damages them.” Her eyes widened at this-damages? “I’m really glad you had fun, though, just be careful with it. There’s chemicals in the things he let you smoke that can get you addicted.” At this, Bay looked fearful and she wondered if it was too late. Was she already addicted? Was she going to get sick? She looked less annoyed as she thought for a moment. “I didn’t know…” she murmured sadly. “But maybe it won’t hurt me since I’m a mermaid?” She offered hopefully. “Oh, Cam, he just looked so cool! But I’m not ready to die!” She wailed, throwing her arms around his neck.

orp >> @acorn06 dhfdkjsksk aww he’s so sweet with his protectiveness :pleading_face: where can I find a Cam… and OMG YES!!! That would be the best! I will add that to the calender toondjsksksk

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I shook my head and took a deep breath. “There’s more to it buddy” I mumbled sadly, trying to keep my own body in control but knew I wasn’t going to keep it for much longer. “Whatever, you’re not worth this” I just said as I wanted to get out of here but he was blocking the way out so I pushed him aside, not caring if he would fall or not and walked out of the main doors again away from the other students for their own safety. Meanwhile the whispers started coming.
they deserve it - I started to breath heavier.
All those royal people are the same - lose my vision.
Nothing will be lost…
@ethereal - haha big doofus who wants to follow? :smirk: (I won’t make it a big thing, just thought it would be fun if the populair guy tells everyone Dark is dangerous :rofl:)

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:leaves: image >> mathematics, césar

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His blue eyes widened as Jakob let the scarf glide into his wool-covered hands. “This is excellent agility,” César said, which caught Jakob off guard a bit-this was probably the first time César hadn’t been a priss to him. “Of course, I’m very agile,” Jakob said, as he too, gracefully glided to the ground. “For someone who dresses like a scarecrow, you do have some sort of charm,” César noted. Jakob’s smug smile instantly turned upside-down-a scarecrow? He couldn’t help but look down at his outfit as if to check. He wore a shiny black jacket, loose jeans, and loose shirt as well-last time he checked, scarecrows wore overalls and flannels. He scoffed, ignoring the scarecrow part and focusing on the ‘charm’. “You really think so, eh?” He asked, stepping closer to César and smirking somewhat flirtatiously. A strange smile was on César’s lips, which made Jakob suspicious. Since when did this guy smile at him?

He wrapped his scarf back around his neck, looking relieved and comfortable. Jakob watched him do this-not trying to be creepy, but also not knowing what else to look like. Finally, César turned to him and raised a brow-“Why, surely you don’t need me now…” He stated. Jakob let out a loud, short laugh. “Are you kidding with me?” He asked, laughing again in a sort of passive-aggressive way.

orp >> @edelgard

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>> mathematics, maya-rue

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“That, it’s a major mood.” Maya said, laughing, which made Camilla grin-this meant she was relatable, no? “What animal do you think you’re a lot like, MnM?” “Aah, thanks! I don’t really know if I have a style though, I just wake up and wear what I’m feeling like, kinda.” Maya said. “That’s the best kind of style!!” Camilla replied happily, not knowing she was again saying her friend had a style. “Ooh, nice.” Maya replied, to which Camilla shrugged and said, “I guess.” “I’m honored. What’s his name?” Maya asked. “His name’s Jason!!” Camilla answered.

“Not really. I’m pretty low maintenance, to be honest.” Camilla nodded-she felt she was that way too. Not that she could ask for much from her mother anyways. Maya shrugged-*“Ah, not too much, I was just an accident and she didn’t really want kids. So, let’s just say I’m not her favorite person in the world.” Camilla’s bottom lip wiggled and she sniffed before she threw her arms around Maya’s neck. “I’m so sorry!” She wailed, sad that Maya had said she was an accident. “You’re not an accident!”

orp >> @cerealkiller

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“There’s more to it, buddy.” The boy muttered sadly. Dae’s face softened a bit-he hadn’t meant to make him sad or anything… “Whatever, you’re not worth this.” He pushed Dae put of the way before heading through a door and out of sight. Did he just push me?! It had been awhile since he’d been so insulted-especially by a guy! He could already hear the whispers-what were they saying? Is the son of Eos really going to let that kid get away with that?! Walking after him, trying not to break a sweat, Dae soon caught up. “Dude! Did you really just push me?”

orp >> @meekepeek ooh yes that kinda doofus :smirk: OSjdjdkdkdkf it can be whatever you want that’s such a good ideaAAaa

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