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jacqueline yilmaz, 24, former ravenclawi'm a new souli came to this strange worldhoping i could learn a bit 'bout how to give and takehealer at st. mungo's

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look who just moved into APARTMENT 4A! is that ASLIHAN MALBORA? no, that’s definitely JACQUELINE YILMAZ! rumour has it the TWENTY FOUR year old is a MUGGLEBORN and used to be a RAVENCLAW student but now SHE/HER spends their time as a HEALER. i’m sure they’ll be a great addition to the apartments since they’re KIND-HEARTED and GIVING, despite being A PUSHOVER and ANXIOUS. take some time to settle in. just remember rent is due on the first!

the color baby pink covering everything, hands wringing behind your back, a gentle hand soothing hair back, the word “no” spoken shakily, the i’s of words being dotted with hearts, sex on the beach–the cocktail, a bird being freed from its cage, a pure white sweater covered in tiny red hearts, makeup impeccably done, smile lines at a young age, the scent of vanilla and lavender

Jacqueline spent a good chunk of her life as an only child to a relative comfortable muggle family. Her mother used to comment that she was a remarkably easy pregnancy, easy birth, and an easy kid. She never cried, never complained, and it was often said that she woke up smiling every morning. She was the kid asking her mother if she could help with the groceries, with the housework, with her parent’s failing marriage. Even as a child, she became a little therapist for her mother and father, making them sit down at one point to talk about why they should stay together. The intervention didn’t work, but both of them were touched by their daughter. She grew up flitting between two houses, but adored by both her mother and father.

The summer after her fourth year at Hogwarts, she met Jaime, a muggle boy around her age that moved by her father’s house. Jaime and Jacqueline became fast friends, writing letters back and forth throughout her fifth year of school, and when she came home for Holiday Break, he asked her out. The pair started a steady relationship which lasted years, fueled by constant letters and young love. Jacqueline was smitten, and Jaime had plans for them. A ten year plan. He’d go to school, they’d get married, have some kids, then he’d work on writing his first novel before going back to school to get his teaching degree. Only one problem–it didn’t seem like he’d much considered what Jacqueline wanted. Even after explaining what she was and what she wanted to do–healing–it seemed like he thought she’d leave the magical world behind for him. Her parents did, as well, and when he proposed at a graduation party for the pair of them ( which she’d told him not to do ), she found herself unable to say no in front of her sobbing mother.

The entire engagement made Jacqueline feel like she was drowning. She loved Jaime; shouldn’t she be happy? Her mother had taken over the whole wedding process, her father footing the bill, and his family planned to cover the honeymoon. It felt like she wasn’t involved in the slightest, like she was merely witnessing the events as some sort of fever dream. She got sick after she saw herself in her wedding dress, but she tried her best to press on. After all, she’d never let anyone down before. But she began losing sleep, stopped eating, and people had begun to notice that Jacqueline wasn’t well. They put it all off on wedding nerves, but the night before the wedding itself, Jacqueline, running on three hours of sleep and an odd sense of determination, grabbed her honeymoon suitcase and a few special personal belongings and fled into the night, escaping into the Wizarding World and finding herself sobbing in a bar in the Phoenix Circle. Found an apartment the next night, work a week later, and the rest is history.

Jacqueline is a very firm believer of the outside-in approach–that is, if you dress well on the outside, you’ll feel good on the inside. It’s very rarely that someone would find her without her hair, makeup, and nails done. It makes her feel good, dolling herself up, and she’s decided that it’s a good enough reason to continue doing it.

Jacqueline is allergic to cats, despite having a deep love for the animals, and will suffer a running nose just to pet a stray for a few moments.

Jacqueline cut off contact with her family and ex-fiance after she left the muggle world. She has a million voicemails from her mother, yelling and screaming that she’d ruined everything. After years of never saying no, it felt like she was being punished for taking care of herself. She’s lonely, though, without them.

PLAYED BY:  ( maz, mst, 23, she/her )

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tloopin·:

Kneazles were known for being a good judge of character, rather protective and guarded creature, but the lack of negative reaction immediately gave Teddy a good feeling about this Jacqueline girl. He’d have hated to tell her to leave because his pets didn’t like her — but that didn’t mean he wouldn’t. “Anyone who likes animals is good in my book,” he responded with a shrug of his shoulders, hesitating only briefly when she offered him another. Accepting it after a pause, he doesn’t take it right away, leaning against the door jamb. “How long have you been here?” He wouldn’t pride himself on being very observant any time soon, so it was an honest question, voice full of curiosity. “If I had known baked goods were this close, I would have been on your doorstep.” Too forward? He was never sure where to draw the line. 

Jacqueline’s eyes darted back down to Athena, resisting the urge to bend down and pet her. The kneazle didn’t know her well, and to be honest, she wasn’t sure if her cat allergy would translate to a kneazle allergy. “Same in mine. You can tell a lot about a person by how they treat animals.” Maybe she should get a pet. It would keep her company whenever she got lonely, though with her odd hours as a healer, she doubted it would be the kindest idea to whatever creature she fell in love with. “About a month. I’m still getting used to the area, in all honesty.” She gave him a small smile, happy that he was enjoying her baked goods. She’d have to remember to drop things off by his door. She blushed a little at the comment, her smile growing a little. “Well, I’m over at 4A, so consider this your open invitation. If you smell cinnamon, you’re welcome to come running over, Teddy.” She could use the company, a friend, and he seemed kind enough. “Play your cards right, and I might start taking requests.”

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kxtsoucier·:

Music blasted in the background: a normal occurrence in the apartment. Silence was death. It’d been amazing that Kat had even heard the knock but once she had, she’d climbed up out of the sofa and shuffled her way to the door. Clad in nothing but a pair of fuzzy socks and an oversized sweatshirt, Kat flung the door open, only to fix her face with a puzzled look. One that grew strong the more the girl spoke. “That’s weird,” she blurted, her thoughts rarely filtered before being spoken into existence. Still, she reached for a cookie and immediately bit into it. Snow White would be disappointed. “That’s fucking good though. You know,” Kat started, body leaning against the frame of the door as she chewed slowly between words, “my mom used to try to make these and they always sucked. Never enough sugar. ‘Sugar’s the devil, Catherine.’ Like, okay, then why are you making cookies then? Ridiculous, right?” She asked, eyebrow raised before she took another chomp into the sweet.

Jacqueline paused, a bit taken aback by the stranger’s words. She supposed it was odd, showing up with baked goods for a someone you hadn’t met before, but it was the only way she was going to not waste these sweets. As much as she loved Snickerdoodles, she didn’t love them enough to go through five whole trays of them without feeling sick to her stomach. “Yeah, I guess it is a little weird--” she trailed off, about to turn around when the girl--Catherine--kept on talking. She blushed softly at the compliment, happy to watch her new neighbor munch away at the cookie. “Well, we all have our own recipes.” She didn’t want to step on anyone’s toes, but she was a little bit happy that her cookies were beating out someone’s mom’s. “Have another. Take as many as you want, really. I baked loads.”

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samishafiq·:

“Oh, uh, hi. I’m Sami.” Sami blinked, processing her request before reaching out and taking a cookie as he was told. Taking a bite, his bewilderment grew into a large smile. “This is really good. What’s your secret?”

“Honestly? It’s just knowing the right amount of butter and sugar in any recipe. Anything else is a trade secret.” Jacqueline flashed him a bright smile, feeling more at home talking about cooking than she had in weeks. “But I bake a lot, and I live on the fourth floor, maybe you’ll be able to figure it out before long.”

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tloopin‌:

There was a meowling sound from the living room only seconds after the knocking began and Teddy followed the pacing steps of the kneazle at his feet all the way through the living room, as if she was leading him. It always happened when they had guests; she stuck close to his side, on guard and in anticipation. 

Teddy hadn’t exactly been expecting company today, apprehensive himself until he opened the door and the sweet smell of cinnamon and vanilla hit his nose. They smelled like the burrow around Christmas time and it took him a second to register the stranger’s words. A small, polite smile crossed his features, offering a quiet, “Nice to meet you, Jacqueline. I’m Teddy,” and then he gestured down toward the kneazle sitting by his ankle, “and this is Athena.” And without need for further prompting, he reached out and accepted an offered cookie, never one to turn down sweets.

Teddy. Jacqueline had to remember that. They lived to close to one another, so surely he’d be a face she’d see on the regular. She was about to greet him, when the sight of the little kneazle at his feet drew her attention away. “Oh, she’s precious,” she cooed, bending down slightly to get a better look. It’d been months since she’d been able to visit the Wizarding World; during her engagement, she simply was told she didn’t have the time. Seeing a little creature like Athena made her feel right at home, and she leaned back up. “I’m sorry; I’m a real sucker for animals.” She knew she wasn’t just a sucker for animals, though--she was, in general, a sentimental fool. She watched as he eat the cookie, moving the plate closer to him. “Have another, please. I made far too many.” In an anxious bought, she’d found herself baking cookies at four in the morning, unable to sleep. For a moment, she was unsure of what to say. “--I live right down the hall. I’m really surprised I haven’t run into anyone yet, so I figured I’d introduce myself.” Her mother had always wanted her to be more forward, after all.

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After about a month in Phoenix Circle, Jacqueline felt like she was finally adjusting to her new life. She no longer cried herself to sleep every night, her new job was coming along fine, and she’d been able to find a few new spots in her new neighborhood. Still, she was lonely; she’d lived at home up until this point. She missed her mother, missed the smell of her cooking in the kitchen ( though Azkebab seemed to do the trick when she was feeling particularly sad ). She missed Jaime, how he was before the engagement and before she realized how little he actually listened to her. She missed her Papa, his bright laughter and love of pastries. It was that love that now brought her door to door in her apartment complex, trying to make new friends since she desperately needed a community of some sort. Plate in hand, she tried not to jump back at the door flung open, revealing her neighbor.

“--I thought it might be a nice idea to give out cookies.” Now, though, it felt a little childish. “I’m Jacqueline. I’m new, and they’re snickerdoodle. Take one.”

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“Never wish them pain. That’s not who you are. If they caused you pain they must have pain inside. Wish them healing.”

— Najwa Zebian

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character introduction ;;

look who just moved into APARTMENT 4A! is that ASLIHAN MALBORA? no, that’s definitely JACQUELINE YILMAZ! rumour has it the TWENTY FOUR year old is a MUGGLEBORN and used to be a HOGWARTS RAVENCLAW student but now SHE/HER spends their time as a HEALER. i’m sure they’ll be a great addition to the apartments since they’re KIND-HEARTED and GIVING, despite being A PUSHOVER and ANXIOUS. take some time to settle in. just remember rent is due on the first! — ( maz )

AESTHETICS --> the color baby pink covering everything, hands wringing behind your back, a gentle hand soothing hair back, the word “no” spoken shakily, the i’s of words being dotted with hearts, sex on the beach–the cocktail, a bird being freed from its cage, a pure white sweater covered in tiny red hearts, makeup impeccably done, smile lines at a young age, the scent of vanilla and lavender

HEADCANONS

--> jacqueline spent a good chunk of her life as an only child to a relative comfortable muggle family. her mother used to comment that she was a remarkably easy pregnancy, easy birth, and an easy kid. she never cried, never complained, and it was often said that she woke up smiling every morning. she was the kid asking her mother if she could help with the groceries, with the housework, with her parent’s failing marriage. even as a child, she became a little therapist for her mother and father, making them sit down at one point to talk about why they should stay together. the intervention didn’t work, but both of them were touched by their daughter. she grew up flitting between two houses, but adored by both her mother and father.

--> the summer after her fourth year at Hogwarts, she met jaime, a muggle boy around her age that moved by her father’s house. jaime and jacqueline became fast friends, writing letters back and forth throughout her fifth year of school, and when she came home for holiday break, he asked her out. the pair started a steady relationship which lasted years, fueled by constant letters and young love. jacqueline was smitten, and jaime had plans for them. a ten year plan. he’d go to school, they’d get married, have some kids, then he’d work on writing his first novel before going back to school to get his teaching degree. only one problem–it didn’t seem like he’d much considered what Jacqueline wanted. even after explaining what she was and what she wanted to do–healing–it seemed like he thought she’d leave the magical world behind for him. her parents did, as well, and when he proposed at a graduation party for the pair of them ( which she’d told him not to do ), she found herself unable to say no in front of her sobbing mother.

3.) the entire engagement made jacqueline feel like she was drowning. she loved jaime; shouldn’t she be happy? her mother had taken over the whole wedding process, her father footing the bill, and his family planned to cover the honeymoon. it felt like she wasn’t involved in the slightest, like she was merely witnessing the events as some sort of fever dream. she got sick after she saw herself in her wedding dress, but she tried her best to press on. after all, she’d never let anyone down before. but she began losing sleep, stopped eating, and people had begun to notice that jacqueline wasn’t well. they put it all off on wedding nerves, but the night before the wedding itself, jacqueline, running on three hours of sleep and an odd sense of determination, grabbed her honeymoon suitcase and a few special personal belongings and fled into the night, escaping into the wizarding world and finding herself sobbing in a bar in the phoenix circle. found an apartment the next night, work a week later, and the rest is history.

--> jacqueline is a very firm believer of the outside-in approach–that is, if you dress well on the outside, you’ll feel good on the inside. it’s very rarely that someone would find her without her hair, makeup, and nails done. it makes her feel good, dolling herself up, and she’s decided that it’s a good enough reason to continue doing it.

--> jacqueline is allergic to cats, despite having a deep love for the animals, and will suffer a running nose just to pet a stray for a few moments.

--> jacqueline cut off contact with her family and ex-fiance after she left the muggle world. she has a million voicemails from her mother, yelling and screaming that she’d ruined everything. after years of never saying no, it felt like she was being punished for taking care of herself. she’s lonely, though, without them.

WANTED CONNECTIONS --> new friends, old school mates, neighbors she cooks meals for, just general connections, really.