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closed mumu blog for noxtms. penned and adored by r.

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cursedbcnes​:

“ YOU’RE IN THE GENERAL AREA, “ susan comments, cheeky and languid in a way she doesn’t often allow herself to be. she can’t sit still, that’s the truth of the matter. it’s easier to approach than let herself be approached. she likes knowing what she’s getting into. “ oh, the open bar at events should be a ‘ pro ‘ on anyone’s list of reasons to join the ministry. “

“ now it just seems like i’m in the way.” verity retorts with a laugh, which is hard to believe; when she’s purposefully out of the way. but it does earn slightly more of a smile. “ it’s reasons alone to go just for the open bar, makes these kinds of things way more bearable, no ? ” 

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chacswins​:

Helen hadn’t been on a date in close to ten years now, she thought she had no problem with that. She did have a problem with small talk, but she bit her tongue and respectfully smiled her way through it. “I have no career in magic, I chose to become a ballerina. No career in magic ever interested me.” Good, no sarcasm or snark. Be nice. “Was I right? It is a talent of mine, I did inherit it from my mother. Though, I can’t figure out why someone would want to be arithmancer, can you predict the future?”

“ no career involved with magic ? “ verity repeats, it’s not done so judgmental; just more surprised. “ more or less you were. i can tell it’s a talent if i don’t even have to say anything and you already know my favorite things. i’ve just always liked numbers, and that’s typically what it is--using complicated number charts to make predictions.”

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warstamed​:

𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍:  Tomes and Scrolls bookshop, Hogsmeade. 

DOROTHY stands in the Tomes and Scrolls bookshop, looking up at one of the shelves. She knows what book she wants; she can see the book, but it is near the top, and even on her tiptoes, her 4′11 frame can’t reach it. Her eyes wander for a moment, trying to see any assistants who might be able to help, but the floor appears empty. She can’t leave the store without the book, not now she’s seen it. She has always been like this, determined to a fault, unable to let things go without trying first. A PILE OF BOOKS sit on the floor waiting to be shelved, so Dottie moves them slightly. IS THIS THE PATH OF LEAST LOGIC? Yes, probably, but she’s going to do it anyway. She piles the novels high, one book on top of another until the 15 books create a sort of step stool. She removes her warm-up booties, places a handkerchief from her bag on the top book as not to ruin it, and she steps up. Aha, it feels steady enough, but she still can’t reach the book. She raises herself onto her tiptoes, stretching up, her fingertips practically touch the leather spine, and that’s when the BELL ABOVE THE DOOR RINGS OUT, and for a moment Dottie jumps, and that’s when the pile collapses, and she goes with it, ass on the floor with a light thud. “ Fuck - oh merlin, sorry, god, this is so embarrassing. ” 

cerise gives a smile instead and bends down a bit to offer a hand to help the other up, head shakes to show that she doesn’t think that at all. “ accidents happen, let me help. i didn’t mean to startle you, are you alright ? “

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ddudleys​:

he’s a bit embarrassed, tips of his ears starting to turn crimson. “you’re alright.” dudley’s fingers fidget just a tad around his dirty, empty pint glass, seeking the cool press against the middle of his palm. maybe that’d stop him from going completely red. absolutely useless. the choices make his eyebrows raise – “any of the above?” gesturing openly in a shrug just to demonstrate how open he was to anything she’d make. “can you clock what someone’d like just from looking yet? i hear it’s a bartending milestone.” and now he’s being PLAYFUL, teasing? with a stranger? unheard of.

“ thank you, and i think i can manage that.” cerise is already working behind the counter on whipping something up she chooses fruity with a subtle hint of spice. “ sometimes, some are more predictable than others. you ? throw me as more of a wild card.” met with a playful wink, as she slides the finished drink across the counter. “ would that be impressive of me if so ? you’ll have to tell me what you think, and if i got that right or not.”

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acatalcpsy​:

Stretching out his hand in greeting, he meets Harper’s luminosity with a small smile, lips tugging upward in a slant. “Harper,” he repeats the name, etching it to memory. “Nice to meet you. I’m Rolf.” The pleasantries are customary, and Rolf doesn’t know where else to begin after they have been given, waving for Harper to take a seat. “I have to admit  — I am not sure how this all is supposed to work. There aren’t any instructions or a game of 21 Questions that we have to go through, is there?” He’s more of a fan of organic conversation, but admittedly he has a habit of two extremes: either hopping around a bunch of topics or stopping the conversation dead in its tracks when he has nothing of note to contribute. 

“ nice to meet you too, rolf.” harper says warmly as she slides into the other seat, leg crossing over the other. at the mention of instructions or 21 questions; she laughs bubbly-like. “ me neither, maybe we just go with whatever we choose to ?  i’m more than happy to talk about whatever you’d like, or if you have any questions--you can ask me those too. i don’t mind truly.”

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acatalcpsy​:

“No worries at all. Not your fault that this place is packed like sardines.” The setup almost reminds him of a school cafeteria, and they are practically elbow to elbow as they sit. “I don’t s’pose you saw the patients sent by our office? Some wanker bewitched another otherwise ordinary teapot again. Resulted in a lot of burns on some elderly folk.” 

“ i guess we picked the wrong time. it’s okay though ! i like having someone to talk to.” cassia wouldn’t complain though she’s starved, there’s a nod of her head and it clear she immediately knew what the other was talking about. “ i did yes, it’s what had my shift go over.. and some pretty bad burns too, nothing that can’t be fixed though. are you okay ? or did you just hear about what happened ? “

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warstamed​:

‘‘ I mean, I most certainly did look like a sad old man, but at least now I look like a sugar daddy with a young and hip 21 year old with me. ’’ you’re 26, Lee, calm down. ‘‘ Please, don’t be silly. The first round is on me; think of it as a thank you for sitting with this sad oldie. ’’

cassia laughs and shakes her head gently at lee. “ you didn’t, but i’m glad to help make you look young. but i promise you that you didn’t look old.” it’s reassured once again with another wave of one of her hands. “ alright first round is on you ! but i got the next, how are you, old man ? “ it’s clear she’s kidding by the beam and how it’s met with a smile.

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petriichvrs​:

“it’s a date, then,” of the recurring sort that ginny wouldn’t break until she had to, but a date nonetheless. it’d probably help her, too, come to think about it, and she beamed at the thought - it’d be nice to see a room that wasn’t her own now that nellie had been discharged, and she liked the idea of a routine in this liminal space. “i’d be awful if i was just saying it. you’d never learn. we can…- go over it or something, someday. work on making improvements. make sure this doesn’t happen again. but you were brilliant. i do mean that.” and she’s spent time since christmas, thinking of ways they can improve, making little notes at the back of her mind that she intends to give at future meetings. it’s a wonder she’s been able to focus on anything but the everything that’s happened, but those little pointers on form & suggestions for improvements have gotten her through some of the worst spots of boredom, yet. and it felt like something a leader would do, too, which helped. “i’m sorry,” she says, meaning it entirely, “if you’d have wanted to step away from all this, i’d understand. it might be kinder on your parents.” 

cassia smiles and she believes ginny-- in her opinion the other is someone that sticks to what is said and that only makes her smile more. “ i’d love that to make improvements and work on what needs done. i think that’s good, to try to keep it from happening next time.” she does wish to improve but knowing ? she did brilliant despite her injuries ? makes her feel good, knowing she had handled herself well. “ don’t be.” it’s spoken quickly, as she moves slowly to place her hand gently on the others. “ i don’t-- and i can’t just walk away, even if it might be easier on my mum’s. i’m right where i need to be. i don’t quit when the going gets tough, but thank you for saying that. but i’m not going anywhere.”

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acatalcpsy​:

“So take the opportunity to buy all the discount chocolate the next day and forget about the rest. Not worth expending the energy if it makes you upset.” Suggestions on how she can cope are all Rolf can offer, considering he doesn’t participate in the festivities himself. The mythology of cupid’s arrow is shot throughout the world, a global phenomenon that permeates nearly all cultures. It can’t be avoided, so Maisie may as well find a way to make peace with it.  “Hell, why not take advantage, find a friend, and go from shop to shop, snagging all the couple deals? Most places give out free dessert, don’t they?” 

“.. as much as i wish to disagree.” and believe maisie she did, for more reasons than she wished to share. “ i think taking advantage and buying discount chocolate. maybe even snagging some discount deals i think i can manage, beats not doing anything at all for the holiday. what are your plans, if i may ask ? perhaps we can meet up for some free dessert, what do you say ? “

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laviniarowle​:

Curt was the others response, for what it was still uncertain. Though the tone was not unfamiliar to Lavinia even if the person was. Maybe it would be found out with a little more conversation, “Well then… Do your thoughts often get spoken out loud?” 

maisie wonders briefly if the other even knows what she’s talking about, if not she’s kind of thankful. “ sometimes, why is that weird ? “ she had been taught not to be honest, but now ? she seen no point in not.

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lcstlaugh​:

WHAT: valentines blind date, feb 2021 WHERE: madam puddifoots, hogsmeade WHO: closed // @ofenchantment​

GISELLE has yet to discover the source of today’s imminent mortification. her list of suspects include former mortal enemies, envious colleagues and tempest ( although, considering how many bludgers she’s taken to the back of the head, giselle’s not certain she can even read ). friday night’s empty bottle of elf-made wine and her lingering loneliness are also considered, and promptly eliminated. the outcome remains the same; today, giselle has a blind date, arranged by none other than luna lovegood and her crackpot father.

she arrives an hour early, dressed in imported silks and orders wine for the table ( ten points ) and helps herself to a glass ( minus twenty ). by the time her date arrives, a pleasant buzz makes the whole affair far more manageable. giselle stands, pushes a cherub aside ( ducks when it attempts to stab her with its arrow ) and greets her date with a kiss on both cheeks. “giselle nott. and you’re marguerite-margaux?” she smiles, and slips seamlessly into french. “i’ve heard that your eyes acclimate to all the pink, but i can’t confirm that it’s true.”

maisie seen no harm in it ( no she didn’t care for the holiday ) would have much rather preferred it be like any other day -- but this beats spending it alone, wallowing. she gives a smile as she’s greeted with a kiss on both cheeks, mimicking the same behavior and trying not to wince at the name she hadn’t been in such a long time. trying not to show it left a distasteful taste lingering in her mouth. “ maisie, but yes it’s a pleasure to meet your acquaintance.” the seamless switch to french is impressive, she herself hardly spoke it anymore but it brings out more of a smile. that much is on her features that’s she impressed. “ is that so ? how did i end up with such a sophisticated date ? “

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pervigil​:

Theora smiled. She raised the glass to her lips, obscuring the smile. “Careful, the compliments might get to my head. I’ve been told my ego is big enough as it.” She said. “I’m not exactly picky.” Despite whatever cultured upbringing she’d had, whatever expectations that she care about stuff like this, she couldn’t bring herself to actually care. “I normally just go with the cheapest shit I can find.”

“ i don’t think it’d make you any less beautiful, so i think you might just have to deal with the compliments.” maisie smiles much more widely, she’s just telling the truth is all. “ as long as it’s liquor i’m sold. and hey even cheap, can taste good. not to mention you can just doc it up if need be.”

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tempcsted​:

THERE IT IS. that was the kind of reaction that made her day. tempest’s hands clap together without her even intending them to. she flipped the copy of the quibbler sat between them over to the valentine’s day special advert, grin not faltering. “you didn’t say it, but you meant it. obviously.”

maisie shakes her head, she should have known the other is looking to get a rise from her. “ not true at all, haven’t you heard what they say about those that assume ? “ is what she retorts with a grin, eyebrows quirking upwards -- she supposed two could play at the others game.

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chacswins​:

Helen was not sure why she signed up for this. Why did she even think it was good idea? Amusement perhaps? Certainly not the enjoyment of another’s company, that would be a long shot. She only recently thought Valentine’s Day as a foolish holiday, a holiday for lovesick teenagers. 

Yet here she was anyway, on a date. A blind date, of all things.

“I suppose I am supposed to ask what you do for a living?” Helen doesn’t mean for that to come out as snarky as it did, but she is not in a rush to take it back. “Perhaps a favorite color? I’m guessing black - no, green?”

@ofenchantment​ - for Verity!​

verity never would have signed up for something like this, but a close family member.. and friend had convinced her -- it’d be fun they said, you never know what’ll happen they said. “ perhaps, i’m a arithmancer and an apparition examiner. what about you ? ” not a huge fan of small talk, but this time she wouldn’t complain as much. it’s supposed to be a date no ? “ not bad, you do this often ? figure people out before they even say much ? color me impressed.“

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veelaism​:

he couldn’t argue there. he’d always wondered why it was so difficult for most people to be honest with both themselves and others. sometimes he guessed it was because honesty was so common in the deaf community, expected even, but learned early on the hearing one didn’t share the same sentiment. “of course! cause no one likes the easy way.” the veela said cheerfully but with a hint of sarcasm. “i’ve never had a taste for it, but getting pissed at work isn’t a good idea either. oops! i’ve done just that, have i?” he asked with a sheepish expression.

“ definitely not.” verity normally doesn’t care for cheerfulness, but she prior had been bored out of her mind. “ just means you haven’t found the right liquor, it doesn’t all have to taste disgusting. no you’re fine, don’t even worry about it. best conversation as of so far, i’m verity by the way.”

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pervigil​:

“What else are corners good for if not hiding?” Theora leaned back against the wall. “Being bored out of my mind is a close second. Thought that might be a side effect of the small talk. It’s always ‘how’s your marriage’—” Which ended years ago. “ ‘you treated my aunt five years ago. Want to hear all about how she’s doing?’” 

“ exactly ! great minds do think alike.” not to mention it’s peaceful, just people watching from the side. “ i’m right there with you, i thank merlin for the drinks or i would have left before now. and no wonder you’re over here hiding with me. when will people realize small talk is excruciating. it’s the worst thing about these things, people pretending like they care and acting like it’s pleasant.” 

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cursedbcnes​:

“ have you somehow managed to conquer a section of the atrium ? EXEMPLARY, “ what might have been scathing coming from someone else is just a sweet comment from susan. tension or not, she knew well enough how to speak to coworkers. “ i’m simply making rounds, for lack of a better term. “

verity smiles somewhat genuinely at susan’s words, most pleasant small talk she’s dealt with as of yet. “ and i’m on your rounds list ? i did that either, and decided i needed some more of that fabulous liquor. might as well not let it go to waste.”