Jaheem Moore @mr-j-moore-blog - Tumblr Blog

larrisamichaelis‌:

“Of course I did, what kind of friend do you take me for?” She placed a hand on her chest–feigning offense. “But if you stayed in New Orleans for a bit longer things might have started to get blurry.” Taking a drink of her own coffee, she watched the small display of magic. While she had gotten better at containing her outward excitement, it was still fascinating to see magic being used so casually. “Did the trip go well?”

“I couldn’t tell you the last time I did that.” It seemed like her life had become a steady schedule of work, home, work—very little room for play. Outside of the occasional trip to Central Park with Grace, anyway. “If you continue to be that easy to impress, I’ll be sure to tone it down on the birthday present this year too.”

“You say that like it would be an awful thing.” She replied, taking another small drink of her coffee, shoulders rising and falling in a shrug. “Besides, you’re overdue for one. Not that I’m keeping tabs or anything.”

He gave a small chuckle and took another sip of his coffee. It was nice, the simple things in life. Coffee. Friends. Memories. It was something he often thought about before sleeping at night. “As well as it could have gone, yes. My father seems more settled and my mother seems calmer. My brother, Topher is with them now… I just wish there was more I could do for them, you know?” He said innocently.

Jay smirked cheerfully and cupped the coffee in his hands, embracing the warmth. “I hope it’s a puppy.” He joked playfully. “Don’t worry, I already have plans for your birthday present. All I need is a big bow to wrap it all together with.” He teased.

Jaheem didn’t need another command, he got up slowly and walked over to her, throwing his arms a wide around her and bringing her into a nice, tight hug. “Keeping tabs on my hugs? Now, that is cold.” He joked once again as he pulled away.

#thread: coffee after the fire #where: macusa headquarters #when: 1:45 #who: larrisa

bethlehemramsey‌:

She set her coffee down on the bench so that she wouldn’t spill it over either of them as he hugged her, but the familiar comfort was enough to bring a relieved smile to her face. She took a seat beside him, then, and took a sip of her coffee before she answered him.

“Gala aside? I’ve been alright – the transition’s been easier than I expected, but it’s still a transition. Hard to shake the Gala, though, honestly. I–” She let out a sigh, looking at him for a moment before going on. She wasn’t sure how to talk about what she’d witnessed with Henshawe and the suspect, the image still vivid in her mind. “Well, let’s just say it all feels a lot like a bad dream.”

He could tell she was troubled by the events that had unfolded at the Gala. Jaheem gave an understanding nod in response and looked over her with a caring sweep. “You are taking care of yourself, aren’t you? You’re eating and sleeping okay? I can always whip up a quick sleeping draught for you if you’re not?” He offered.

#who: beth #where: central park #when: midday #thread: catching up in the park

bethlehemramsey‌:

She had picked up a coffee in McGilliguddy Square on her way over to Central Park from the office, a warm cup of something strong now cupped carefully between her hands as she walked through the park in search of Jaheem. She wasn’t usually the kind to drink coffee except first thing in the morning, but she’d been tired, ever since the stress of the gala, ever since – god, she couldn’t even think of what she’d seen, behind the estate, without a shudder running through her. She hadn’t been sleeping, which was a rarity for her, usually unplagued by nightmares or insomnia.

So Jaheem’s invitation for coffee and fresh air – and the fact that he was back in New York at all, after having been home for a while – was a palpable relief. She felt herself smiling, at the sight of him, when she finally came across the bench he’d made himself at home on, a familiar comforting warmth coming over her that she rarely felt with any of her new coworkers. It was nice, to have a piece of her past here with her, when the ache of missing it all started to get unbearable.

“Glad to see we both made it back in one piece,” she said, as she approached, tucking one hand into the pocket of her coat. It had finally started to warm up, not quite cool enough for it anymore, but wearing it was a habit she hadn’t had the energy to shake yet for the spring.

Jay spotted her and broke into a grin, It was so good to see her again. She reminded him of all the good times they had when the old department was still running. Plus, he knew she was someone he could trust. She had the same passion he did for the world they lived in.

“I should have known it would take more than a case of Fiendfyre to keep you down, my friend!” He said happily, his arms carefully pulling her into a quick hug. “How have you been? Gala aside.” He asked, sitting back down on the bench.

#thread: catching up in the park #where: central park #when: midday #who: beth

larrisamichaelis‌:

Her friend’s presence here instantly made things seem a little better, Larrisa smiling warmly over the top of her coffee mug. “Here.” She slid another mug of coffee to her friend. “Thought you might need some.”

“If ‘fun’ around here means a fiendfyre dragon at a political gala—I think I can only take one more in my lifetime, thank you very much.” Talk about a warm welcome. But she knew she was lucky—there were several people at the gala who ended up in the hospital.

“Aw, you think that’s enough to take me down? I imagine you’d be disappointed in me. Can’t have that.” There’s a pause and Larrisa’s tone softened. “Thanks. I’m glad you’re back.”

Jay graciously took the cup, sipped and smiled. “Two sugars? You remembered.” He beamed happily. Then, he raised his finger over the cup and made a circular motion over the liquid. It began to stir slowly in the cup as he spoke with Larrisa.

He gave a small chuckle at her comment and crossed his arms over his chest. “Whatever happened to tenpin bowling?” He asked with a cheeky grin. “Now, I know there is nothing that can slow you down Larrisa. You could never disappoint me. Well, perhaps if you forget my birthday.” He winked.

Jaheem grinned at her compliment, it was nice to be back in truth. Although, he did worry about his parents, he knew they would be okay. Topher was looking after the couple and while his older brother may not be as clever as he was, he had just as much love in his heart. “Now, keep talking like that and I’m going to have to come over there and hug you.” He warned warmly.

#where: macusa headquarters #when: monday early afternoon #who: larrisa #thread: coffee after the fire

larrisamichaelis-blog

location: MACUSA Headquarters time: Monday, early afternoon who: @mr-j-moore

It was weird, almost. Everything that happened at the gala and it was still work as usual come Monday. It almost seemed like some sort of testament to the resilience of the MACUSA Aurors, you could throw a freaking dragon at them and they bounced right back.

Her jacket was draped over her chair, a cup of coffee sat on the table in front of her while she waited for it to cool, nails picking at the gauze around her arm as she waited. Damn if it wasn’t irritating. Sighing, she picked up her coffee, blowing on it before taking a tentative sip–relieved that she didn’t burn her tongue this time as Jaheem walked in, Larrisa narrowing her eyes playfully as he approached.

“You just had to go and miss out on all the fun, didn’t you? Your knack for avoiding trouble continues to astound.”

mr-j-moore-blog

Coming back from New Orleans to find out that the Eastern Squad had been attacked by a dragon was not news he had wanted to hear. If anything, it had made him feel incredibly guilty for going home in the first place. All he could think about was his friends on the squad. More importantly, about one friend.

Jaheem walked into the Woolworth’s building early that evening. He knew exactly where she’d be. His face broke into a smile as she saw her sat the table with her coffee, making everything seem so normal after what must have been a horrific event. He took off his scarf and bowler hat and sat opposite her.

“Well, we can’t all have fun all of the time Larrisa. I don’t think the human body could take it.” He chuckled looking over at her. “I’m glad you are safe.” He said kindly.

#where: macusa headquarters #when: monday early afternoon #who: larrisa #thread: coffee after the fire

millerjuliette‌:

Juliette had been specifically called to the Eastern Squad to solve a case, and this wasn’t it. So she was pretty surprised when she was assigned to work on something else. It seemed like a simple one, something that was going to allow her to keep collecting the information she needed for her original assignment until she was completely ready. It was some sort of a test, she was sure, to check whether she was able to work at more than one thing at once. Joke was on them, though, because she had always been extremely talented at multitasking.

The place where the fire had happened didn’t look like much. Just another building destroyed but the most mundane cause. She knew it wasn’t so, though. Her partner, who she didn’t know anything about, was waiting for her already. “Juliette Miller.”, she said, extending her hand, a little more sternly than intended. “I’m guessing this is the place where it all went down, right?”

Jaheem smiled and extended his own hand to shake hers. “Jaheem Moore but you can call me Jay, if you like.” He said happily. She seemed nice and very professional. It was a good combination to have. His eyes glanced around at the building and his took a deep breath in. “Yes. It seems the fire crab attacked anyone and everything in its close proximity. I believe it’s still in there. Do you have any experience with magical creatures?” He asked.

#thread: the heat is on #where: queens #when: 1:45 #who: juliette

Who: Juliette Miller ( @millerjuliette ) & Jaheem Moore

Where: Queens, New York

When: 1:45pm

Case: The Heat Is On

A simple case had come through and it seemed a refreshing change of pace. From what he could tell, it certainly seemed like a Wix trying to sell a magical creature to a no-maj. A big no-no. He pulled on his long, dark grey overcoat and fixed his favourite bowler hat on top of his head as he disapperated towards the place of the incident.

He arrived and rested his back against a nearby wall waiting for his partner. He didn’t really know much about Juliette, but he was excited and anxious to meet her. A stranger was just a friend he hadn’t made yet, after all.

#who: juliette #where: queens #when: 1:45 #thread: the heat is on

Jaheem Moore Aesthetic

“ I'd like to make myself believe that planet earth turns slowly It's hard to say that I'd rather stay awake when I'm asleep 'Cause everything is never as it seems (when I fall asleep) ”

#edits #graphics

Who: Bethlehem ( @bethlehemramsey) & Jaheem

Where: Central Park

When: The Day after the Gala, Midday.

The events of the Presidents Gala had left Jaheem very shaken to the core. He couldn’t quite believe what had happened. Not only that, but he blamed himself for not being there. His father had taken a turn for the worst with his condition and he had to be there for him. He knew it could not be helped but the idea of losing any of his friends within the squad was also a frightening concept.

He sat by himself on a bench in central park with a hot cup of coffee in his hand. It was a nice place, a beautiful place in fact. The sky seemed clear but there were grey storm clouds growing above his head. He pulled up the collar of his coat as he sipped his drink and waited for an old friend.

Jay hadn’t seen Bethlehem in a while, mainly due to visiting his parents back in New Orleans. He was thankful she was still alive, he was thankful most were still alive! Yet, the two shared a common desire to aid the no-maj born community within America and that to him, was something worth keeping in touch for.

His deep brown eyes scanned the park looking for his colleague.