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Adam’s eyes flicker from the child to hers as he nods, “It’s fine,” he says plainly. At the sound of a child, his cat starts to wind around the counter in a slow approach, “Do be careful, some of these things might hurt you,” he says to the little girl, his voice just a hair softer than it’d been when speaking to her mother.

Kat nodded at his response, not missing the slight change in tone when he addressed Elina. Her daughter’s wide eyes looked up at the man. “I’m sorry. I just wanted to know what was inside,” she said. Kat took a deep breath and picked her daughter up so she wouldn’t run off again ( or try to get the cat that was slowly approaching ). “She does this more than you’d believe.”

Kat had no intention of going in to the shop had Elina not run inside. She followed in as quick as she could, just in time to stop a jar from falling to the ground. “Elina, what have I said about running off?” she asked, bending down, before she heard the man. She straightened and shook her head. “No. I’ve got it handled, thanks.”

location: the last drink, london, england

who: adam + open

It had been cold this morning, even with his bed warmed with the sleeping body of Cassiopeia. He had disturbed her in spite of himself, but she and Celeste followed him on his daily tasks nonetheless. It was a gift for which he was grateful, to be surrounded by a little spirit even when he was so alone.

Humans had never been his forté, he knew that would never change. After breakfast and feeding the cats, he meandered downstairs to open the shop directly on time. He’d have no help today, but he expected to sit in the back room with the door open, just to react when necessary. 

It had been some hours of calm contemplation with few interruptions, Celeste curled at his elbow. There was a small clatter from the front, which drew him from his rapt attention on the old book in his lap. Setting it aside face down, he stepped out through the door behind the counter.

“Can I help you?” he asks, his dry tone suggesting perhaps that he didn’t especially want to, “Have caution. Nearly everything is quite breakable.”

Where - Erin’s place Who - Katarina & Erin (also Elina & Joan) @thirdwars

Erin was one of few people whom Kat considered to be a friend, so she’d been happy to offer to watch Joan while Erin was in St. Mungo’s. The one downside she hadn’t foreseen? She was now absolutely going to have to get a dog for Elina. But she supposed it wouldn’t be so bad to have another soul in their flat, especially on late nights.

Dog on one side and four year old on the other, Kat smiled as she saw Erin. “Welcome back. Joan’s been an absolute treat, I see why you love her so much.”

fantasticmemesandwheretofindthem​:

BOLD ALL THE THINGS THAT APPLY TO YOUR MUSE ( HARRY POTTER EDITION. )

My muse…

has seen a unicorn ─ has drunk butterbeer at The Three Broomsticks ─ owns a wand ─  has caused one or more explosions during Potions class ─ has been bitten by a werewolf ─ knows how to cast a patronus ─ owns an owl ─ owns a cat ─ owns a rat ─ has the dark mark ─ would join S.P.E.W. ─ is/was a prefect ─ is/was headboy or headgirl ─ owns more than 200 galleons ─ passed their O.W.L.s with three or more “Outstanding’’’s ─ has been on their house’s quidditch team ─ would put their name in the Goblet of Fire ─ believes they weren’t sorted into the right Hogwarts house ─ has chosen Care of Magical Creatures in their third year ─ has tickled a dragon ─ has drunk Polyjuice Potion at least once ─ prefers Chocolate Frogs over Bertie Bott’s Every Flavour Beans ─ is an auror ─ can apparate ─ works at the Ministry of Magic ─  can see Thestrals ─ has been mentioned in an article in The Daily Prophet ─ has obliviated a muggle ─ suffers/has suffered from Dragon Pox ─ has been sent to Azkaban ─ wished they were a muggle ─ has been outside their common room after curfew ─ has had something valuable stolen by a niffler ─ is awful at Herbology ─ has sneaked into the Hogwarts kitchens for a midnight snack ─ has read Quidditch Through the Ages by Kennilworthy Whisp ─  has received a howler ─ doesn’t know how muggle appliances work 

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👄 kat + viktor

"Viktor Krum... my father. Everyone praises how incredible he is, from quidditch to when he was still in school. And everyone had expected the same from me. He’s a hard act to follow. And he didn’t set the best example at home after Mom died. Let’s just say we don’t have the best relationship.”

👄 kat + her child

“Elina is one of the few good things in my life.” Kat smiled. “Maybe how she came to be wasn’t the most exciting story, but I can’t imagine my life without her. She’s full of so much energy and hope. And I hope she never loses the positivity she has.”

CARING FOR STUBBORN MUSES. for when the person you’re trying to care for insists they don’t need your help.

“at least let me clean the wound!” “you’ll be even worse off if you don’t let me bandage this.” “i really think you need to see a doctor.” “i made you some soup, and i’m going to sit here until you eat it. i can wait.” “your feelings matter too! i can’t help you if i don’t even know what’s making you upset!” “..i’m here if you need anything, okay?” “stop trying to push yourself! you can’t do this on your own!” “listen, i know you don’t want to, but.. maybe you should rest for a while. you’re not going to get anywhere like this.” “i’ll make you a deal: i’ll just get you some bandages, and nothing else, and you stop making a fuss over it.” “how long has it last been since you slept?” “have you even been taking your medicine?” “i know you think you have to get through this by yourself, but you have people here to help you.” “let me take care of you, for once.” “you’re gonna hurt yourself even more if you do stupid things like that!” “i hate to break it to you, but you’re not supposed to do any strenuous physical activity for the next couple weeks, and if i have to personally make sure you don’t every waking hour of the day then i’m fully prepared to do that.” “it’s okay to cry in front of me, you know. you don’t have to carry this alone.” “stop trying to act like you’re not bleeding out in front of me!! this is serious!” “listen, asshole. i’m gonna carry you home whether you like it or not. you’re not in any condition to get there yourself.” “oh my god, why didn’t you tell me it was this bad?!”

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Felix prefers wizarding London to Hogsmeade by miles, but the Three Broomsticks is a rather interesting place to hang out, every now and then. For scoops, most of all, but he also likes the ambience quite a lot. As the person next to him starts talking, he turns his head out of interest, and listens. “Hm,” is his initial response. “Obliviator, I’m guessing? Isn’t erasing memories your job description, though?” He sips his ale. “I mean, if you’re tired of that, maybe try and find a different job. There’s a bunch of interesting departments at the Ministry, yeah?”

Kat hadn’t entirely been expecting a response, so when she got one she tilted her head. “It is. Doesn’t mean I can’t complain about it from time to time.” She shrugged. “There’s not much else that really fits me, though. Or what I need, at least.” She was lucky enough that her job gave her time enough to not need a full-time nanny. 

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Erin watched the little girl with a half smile, knowing Joan would love the extra attention. She deserved it: she’d been working so much that her dog had been left rather lonely. “Ah, dogs are quite wonderful to grow up with,” she said. “Not the worst idea? Though I’d stop at three if I were you.” A smile. Small talk was easy, despite it all. “Oh, you know.” Erin paused for a tense moment. “Work has been keeping me busy. I’m glad to have Joan as an excuse to get out of the door every now and then. And you?”

Kat felt safe enough to not keep her eye trained on Elina as she played with Joan. “Three dogs max. Got it.” She nodded, chuckling softly. It was an odd look on the woman, one that most people weren’t truly privy to. “Same. Except I have a four year old instead of a dog. I think both of us would be a lot crankier if we didn’t get fresh air at least once a week.”

lesley ann brandt as naevia in spartacus (2010)

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