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meerakal replied to your post:Figure with the start of the school year and all...

oh my gosh yes!! that would be so fun! i’ve just gotten back into creative writing over the summer too!!

Well shit, I’m excited to read whatever your new and improved creative groove has worked up then

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ooc: on meera's blog but August and Salah in their I wanna be a rapper phase

they’re so disgustingly twelve it’s obscene. they’re too tall for their age and it shows. legs that are sprawling and thin bony elbows that knock into everything in their path. salah’s voice had just started cracking which is is fucking hilarious, but it’s kept fair by the fact that august is one of the first kids in their year to come under siege by acne. it’s a goddamn embarrassment and the only saving grace is that in three years all of this will come to a climax of “oh thank god puberty hit me early oh thank god i’m hot now” 

august likes to walk like he knows what he’s doing. long strides, hands in pockets, and just enough of a slouch to tell the world “i don’t give a fuck about posture.” he wants to look cooler than he actually is and salah feeds into this bit by bit. an acknowledgement here. a nod there. carefully timed laughter that makes august beam in pride and salah roll his eyes because august is still just a tiny bit insecure. just a tiny bit anxious and unsure. false confidence is the first step. the real thing will come soon enough. 

“next year i think imma try out for the quidditch team. show them what a real kick ass member can do.” august had discovered cursing early on and likes to pepper his language with an occasional obscenity for the sake of shock value. he think it increases his coolness factor and he’s not exactly wrong. 

“yeah same i’m gonna be kickass too,” salah is still the slightest bit hesitant to apply the vocabulary, but nevertheless, manages to be impressed with august’s bravery. just a tiny bit that he won’t ever admit.

“what position?” august looks at him from the corner of his eye.

“chaser,” salah answers with a tinge of wariness. 

august scoffs. validated. “lame. i’m being a seeker.” 

salah rolls his eyes. “seekers are obnoxious.” 

“excuse me?”

“cocky and full of themselves.”

“are they now?”

“you’ll be perfect for it though, i’m sure.”

there’s only one way to settle this.

...

the first thing they need to locate is a judge and august has just the right candidate for it. 

“ayo kelby you’re black right?” 

kelby blinks at august. waits a full two seconds before realizing that he’s not joking, that both him and salah are eagerly waiting for a reply, albeit impatiently. 

kelby is so so tired. 

kelby looks at his hands. inspects them over with a growing confusion and astonishment and a look of discovery. just to be safe he lifts both hands to his hair. with a timid air pats his tiny ‘fro and almost screams. 

“oh my god am i?” kelby whimpers out. august stares. salah’s snickers. 

“okay-” august tries to interject.

“i mean i knew i always looked slightly different from my parents but i never suspected,”

“alright, kelby-”

“do they know? how will i tell them?”

“kelby i need-”

“god how do you come out as black?”

“KELBY I-”

“I DON’T EVEN LIKE BASKETBALL, AUGUST!” 

...

kelby kicks back in a chair, feet raised on the desk, and hands crossed on his chest. “wow me, boys.” he agreed to do it because he thought it was funny. 

august pulls a scrunchie off his wrist. his hair’s too short to put it in a full ponytail, only the back is able to accumulate into a short stump, but it helps him think. 

“alright alright lay me out a beat.” 

salah brings his hands in front of his mouth like he’s seen on tv and gives a goddamn valiant attempt at beat boxing and kelby.

kelby-

“FUCK!” kelby knows how to curse too. kelby almost falls out of his chair laughing. this is better than any television his muggle home life can provide. 

salah refuses to be amused, not happy with his honestly spot on beat boxing being seen as humorous, and points his nose into the air, hands on waist, face visibly red. “what?” 

kelby waves his hand to dismiss him. takes a drink of water to calm his nerves. “nothing nothing. just. continue doing that.” he snickers and salah makes a face and kelby looks away and drinks from his water bottle the very picture of innocence. 

salah starts beat boxing. slowly and more subdued the passion from before is lost. kelby chokes on his water and coughs and coughs and coughs. august wonders if he can rap to the beat of his death. 

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satirarum replied to your post:

I live in Kensington near the Science Museum! We should meet up someday!

!!!!! Yes!!!! Science!! Let's go and you can tell me how all the machines work!!!!

meerakal replied to your post:

I’m in Brent, I’m only like a half hour away from Jian’s house :)

meerakal replied to your post:

If you walk instead of drive

Oh!!! I'll talk to jian, maybe all three of us can go to the zoo!!!!!

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Happy Birthday!

it is isn’t it

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Happy Birthday!

thank you so much!!

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10

10. A Secret

“Squib? That’s... When magical people give birth to a non-magical person, right?”

“You get an O in vocabulary.”

“That ain’t a big deal. For all I know, my birth parents were squibs.”

“Were they?”

“Fuck if I know, I’ve never met them. I’m adopted.”

She hums. 

“My adoptive parents are white as rice. Never even had the illusion of not being adopted.”

She laughs at that.

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*, ❤️

* - For an early morning text. 

[txt] Thank you for the blankets you brought, they really helped sleep on that tile floor!! 

[txt] I can’t remember if i thanked you last night but i’m thanking you now!!

[txt] …before we have to go to detention ahahah :/

♥ - For a regular text.

[txt] What’s your favourite type of tea??

[txt] Mine is plain old earl grey!!

[txt] Would you like to meet me for tea??

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meerakal replied to your post :wow i guess its pretty trendy to run around the...

isn’t that where every single quidditch player runs

Not every day and not that early