#wc:175

[barktiers-blog]

@petitmafioso

Sure, Crises is a little creepy. But it’s not that bad, Jade thinks. She’s gotten to know it better ever since she started visiting John here, and she’s gotten comfortable wandering around. Comfortable enough that she’s happy to sit on the ground on the sidewalk and feed some of the small, non-talking rats some of her lunch.

She still can’t tell if they talk or not. What if they do and they just don’t talk to humans? Only to the other rats? She considers one of them, sitting on her knee as she hands it a broken off bit of cracker. She stares.

“You know,” she says. “I’m part dog, so I’m not just some human. You can talk to me if you want to. No one else is around. I’m listening. It’s just us.” Or was, last time she looked up from her occupation. “I’ve been feeding you and everything. Just a little ‘hello’ or something to tell me if you can actually say stuff.”

The rat blinks its adorable little eyes at her.

[itsparvati]

being a twin ain't easy || parvati drabble

Parvati thinks she’s the luckiest person in the world to be born minutes after her best friend. But for all it’s wonderful parts, explaining the most difficult parts seems impossible to explain to others. 

Before Hogwarts, the twins grow up totally together, inseparable, whether they like it or not. They are lumped together as “the Twins," part of a thing and not a person or two different people. For sixteen years, the closest she’s been to being apart from her sister is sleeping in a different dorm and having different classes. 

So Parvati always feels like she is in the shadow —not of Padma, but of being a twin. It’s their shadow, the one they cast together, on her all the time. How do you find yourself and feel unique when there’s someone who looks exactly like you and everyone knows? For once, she wants to be just Parvati, not one half of a whole. But she doesn’t know how to do that, so she both pushes her sister away and pulls towards her all at once. 

She is so much more than a giggly, flighty ditz who mindlessly admires Professor Trelawney (and sometimes it slips out unintentionally), but Merlin is that so much easier a thing to be.