magic tumbled from her pretty lips.

❝ she walked in moondust with stars glittering in her hair.—❞ multimuse blog for reveliohq | written by jo | muses: halcyon 'hal' lee, jacqueline carrow, river jordan, teddy lupin and victoire weasley.

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svgarquills:

“Did you… miss the part where I referred to it as hate speech? Not exactly something I’m interested in a recreational sense. But I am a lawyer, so—knowledge of a situation is always valuable.” Veda wasn’t quite in the mood to humor someone accusing her of all people of intolerance. “—they’d—-bother you because they’re hassling pretty much anyone who happens to stroll through the park today? Look, I’m not—-I was just trying to help, but if it’s going to get my head bitten off—-good luck with the middle aged WASPs.”

“I didn’t miss it-- it’s just that you never really know who you’re speaking to and I’m not trying to get myself abducted for weirdo muggle experiments or get in the middle of other things. So, excuse me if I’m little hesitant to believe you and if anything, being a lawyer makes you more untrustworthy.” River spun a pink curl around zer finger as zhe let her gaze fall to the people they were avoiding before meeting the other’s once more. “Who says you arent a...WASP? What even is that...” Times like these were when zhe wished for her father’s expertise with words. “Also, who are you lawyer-ing for then? Hm?”

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svgarquills:

It wasn’t quite safe, Veda knew—with tensions as high as they were, she’d be a fool if she didn’t realize this was the perfect place for them to boil over—but she’d come to the rally just in case something happened, and innocent people got caught in the crossfire and needed her defense—legally speaking. So she stood near the protesters, but not with them, keeping a wary eye on their interactions with law enforcement—who she knew, in both the muggle and magical world, could sometimes side with the oppressive force. She was so busy keeping an eye on them that she didn’t notice someone coming her way, and the pamphlets she’d collected—-for research purposes only—flew from her hands as she was knocked into.

“It’s okay—-what—-wait, what?” It took a moment for her to catch up to the other’s question, eyes widening as she replied to zer, “No—oh, God, no—these are just—–research, mostly. Evidence in case one of these—-” Her lips pursed at some of the signs being held by the anti-magic crowd, “—bigots tries something. It’s hate speech, is what it is.” Unfortunately, wixen citizenship and rights weren’t exactly clear under the law—or so some argued. “It’s fine, I can probably find it online, anyway. Were they bothering you?”

“Research? For what?” River furrowed zer brows, clearly not accepting that as an answer. From what zhe had noticed going on, it was either for the Wraiths or Anti-Mags and somehow River didn’t find either choice great. Honestly, it really was a terrible choice in coming out today. “--No. Why would they bother me?” Staying inconspicuous was proving to be far too challenging and there was no knowing what side this stranger was on. “You can find this stuff online too? Wow you sure do know a whole lot about this. Why don’t you go talk to soccer mom 394 zhe might share some of your interests.”

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alilylune:

Well… this seems to have escalated quickly- A second ago Lily was rushing down the street, using the entirety of her self control not to start waving a licorice wand around to get even more of a reaction out of these people around her. Now people were running and there was no denying the chaos was magical. Lily quickly went to back against a wall, hoping to figure out what was going on when she felt herself smack straight into someone. “Are you alright?”

“They’re fine.” Teddy stepped in between, moving the person away from Lily. Sure she was an ‘adult’ and could ‘take care of herself’ but he couldn’t help but worry about her in all of this mess. Truthfully, this was at least a quarter his fault. With a sigh Teddy let his disguise fall, blonde hair turning back to navy and his face taking shape of his own once again. “Where’s your wand-- your real wand-- and...maybe you should go home, Lil.”

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valcntinax:

        Hidden beneath the shadow of a tall tree, Valentina quietly and not so calmly observed the throngs of people gathering in Hyde Park. In her muggle gear with a cigarette in hand, she was instructed to present herself to this infamous gathering only to watch and that’s all - yet one more protest by one more group of loud individuals wanting to burn her kind at the stake, no biggie. Yet with her free hand resting inside her pocket, she was more than ready - and a bit too willing- to use her wand…if need be. 

“How long do this usually go on, anyway?” She asked carelessly to the group near her, glaring at the muggles in uniform as they laughed and mocked at the few posters featuring disgusting caricatures of wixen, her blood boiling at the sight. 

The protest thus far had been peaceful and that’s all Victoire could really ask for. She was aware that the people around her would rather her be wiped off of the face of the earth but she was convinced that they were judging based on movies. Since it was revealed she’d heard plenty of rumors about wix: aliens, super humans, demons, etc. You name it, they thought of it. But she still held firm in her belief that they could live peacefully together-- if they’d just be educated on magic ( also greed was the thing wiped from the earth but that was asking too much, right? )

Victoire had left the cafe in trusted hands in order to check out the protest and report back to the Sentinels if anything were amiss. However, she hadn’t expected to see her cousin out and about in a crowd full of muggles, let alone angry muggles who hated witches. Lovely. She marched straight towards Valentina, catching her arm, patting as she answered. “Till night fall. Though I’ve see them last over a day, it depends.” She offered a smile as she led her cousin away. “Perhaps we should come back another day when there aren’t so many people around? The park is quite nice when it isn’t over crowded....”

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svgarquills:

“I’m trying—-I’m—–look, I’m not going to hurt you, okay? I’m here to help.” He stressed the last word, but it seemed the wand in his hand was doing more harm than good; the boy who had taken refuge under a picnic table couldn’t have been more than five or six, and Dorian couldn’t catch sight of his parents anywhere. “Hey, it’s not safe. I’ll—-where are your parents? Maybe I can at least find them?”

Hal desperately needed a way out. While she had tagged along with her friends, this whole thing wasn’t her kind of scene for this exact reason. Whether people meant good or harm, there was always those few who take advantage of the situations and fighting erupts...just like with this soccer mom rally. Being a squib Hal didn’t find magic all that scary but muggles, those who have never seen nothing more than those weirdos on street corners swearing they had your card, found wixen terrifying. 

She squeezed her way through the crowd despite being jostled around and found a wizard ( she assumed because of the wand ) trying to coax a scared child out from under a picnic table. “If you haven’t noticed, these people aren’t here for your help.” She slipped past him holding out her hand for the little boy before looking back at the wizard. “Listen, perhaps your brain has gotten a little lazy from all that magic or whatever but put your wand away, dumbass.” Hal wished she could be just as lazy but he didn’t need to know that. Despite her not having a wand or magic, it seemed that the child just wasn’t going to come out for either of them and things were getting more dangerous as time went on. “-Or...I don’t know make a lollipop? You have magic...make him come out?”

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‘How to Know if Your Neighbor is a Witch?’ was written in big bold letters on the top of the pamphlet that was shoved into zer hands the moment zhe arrived. River was all about freedom of speech and the freedom to rally against ideals that you stand by-- but this was starting to go too far. These things sadly were turning into something ‘witch hunt-y’ and zhe kept walking right into the middle of it. 

“Uh, no thanks.” Zhe huffed, shoving the paper back to the middle-aged blonde woman who looked like she knew her way around a child football game or two.Though those types didn’t take ‘no’ for an answer and it was only made worse by one of, what River presumed, her children pointed up at her with a snarl. “Are you a witch?” --And that was the beginning of it. 

“Listen, gremlin. Not everyone who has pink hair is a witch and if I was one I would have already turn you into a slimy, gross frog by now.” A frown tugged at the corners of zer lips as zhe shoved the pamphlet back to the mother once again before crumbling and storming towards the nearest trash bin ( because dad didn’t raise a litterer ). Though in River’s rush to just get away from soccer mom and co, Zhe knocked right into someone else. Oh how zhe prayed this one would be a whole lot different than the last.

“My bad. You okay?” Zhe questioned, reaching down to pick up the things that had fallen when zhe ran into them noticing more anti-magic propaganda. “Don’t tell me you’re into this crap too?” 

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JACQUELINE CARROW + JANE LONGBOTTOM | @cavldroncake

❝I’ve been looking for you.❞ To much of St. Mungos, Healer Carrow had been an elusive ( but infinitely needed & influential ) figure – her work had been, to Jane, revolutionary and something she’d looked up to since her name circulated throughout medical circles. While some were wary due to her parentage, wary to have a Carrow of all people healing them when the surname carried nothing but fear for so many, Jane was just in awe. Jane wasn’t a combat medic and though she wasn’t bad at that brand of medicine, it wasn’t her expertise – which only propelled her to learn more. ESPECIALLY with the political climate as turbulent as it was, she was going to need as much experience & knowledge as she could gain. “Do you have some time, Healer Carrow? If not, I’d love to schedule some time to talk, only if you wouldn’t mind, of course. I know you’re busy.”

There was a reason she had decided to take a combat medic role and being back in the office for this long had only reassured her that she’d made the right choice. As of recently, Jacqueline had felt constricted and even the most boring ‘babysitting’ jobs out in the field was a million times better than being in the office. And that was all without mentioning the smell which was particularly worse now that she was almost five months into her pregnancy. As the day went on she became more and more tense, so when Jane approached her she felt grateful. She met her junior with a small smile before taking a quick glance at her watch. “Have you had lunch yet?” Jac wasn’t known to have close relationships with her co-workers as she mostly kept to herself and her own work but every now and then she did tend to treat them to a meal. --And it was a perfect excuse to get some air. “But, of course, I don’t mind. Is there anything that you wanted to talk about in particular?”

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scrcery:

LILY AND TEDDY

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Teddy grinned, reaching up to ruffle her red locks. “Sadly I can’t execute anyone but I can see about having them do some of the dirty work. Is that a good enough replacement for ‘execution’?”

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RIVER JORDAN + ROSE WEASLEY |  @cavldroncake

❝I kiss all the time, not that I’m a kiss slut.❞ Rose mused, “though, I’m just a regular slut, I think that’s it, actually. Even then, I don’t see a problem with it. I just –” truly, Rose tripped over her words because she was nervous being around River, zhe was as flawless as flawless could come, really. “I’m a kiss slut. A regular slut. A slut for the PEOPLE, really.”

“Soo...” River drew out, twisted a pink curl around zer finger as she glanced over with a grin, “is this Rosie code for ‘I want you to kiss me’ or-- are we just chatting about kissing?” Truthfully, zhe was quite confused most of the time when Rose grabbed onto something and started booking it--at least topic wise Zhe always felt two steps behind her. A soft chuckle left River as zhe leaned forward to take a sip of zer green tea. “I only kiss people I like, so I can’t say I’m anywhere near ‘a slut for people’ status. Though I admire how not cynical you are about them because I am most certainly the opposite. ”

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firewhiskev:

        Ariadne was looking over the sheets in front of her—-or at least, she was trying to, though the spectacle happening near her was playing a bit of havoc with that. It seemed to be some sort of public demonstration of affection, though not an entirely successful one. She heard raucous laughter and looked up to see what appeared to be someone engaging in a keg stand full of tea in what she could only assume was an ill-conceived effort to woo the unfortunate object of their affections. “That’s embarrassing,” she muttered, glancing back at her pages. A few moments later, she blew out a huff of frustration. “I don’t know if it’s that whatever’s going on there is making it hard to focus, or if it’s just me—” and my unhelpful head full of flashes at the most inconvenient times if I let my guard down, and sometimes even if I don’t, she wanted to say, but refrained, “—or if this actually just doesn’t make any sense, but this is… not going well,” she sighed, leaning back in her seat and glancing at the other person.

Halcyon popped her gum, leaning back onto the two hind legs of the chair she occupied. “They aren’t that distracting, so I’ma go with it’s just you.” Her fingers tapped away at her iphone, sending of a message to her friends about the weird  pda that was most certainly more distracting than she had admitted. “So, what are you working on-- if you don’t mind me asking. Looks rough.”

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svgarquills:

“Dates? Flitwick’s cute, but he’s no Jacqueline Carrow.” Dorian beamed down at her, a hand settling on her waist—in part to help shield her from the crowd, but mostly to stay near her. “Grinning at you like what, J? Ah, here, wait—” Dorian leaned forward, placing his empty glass on the bar behind her, taking the opportunity as he leaned back to kiss her again, “Is that a challenge, Carrow? Let’s make it interesting, then—-you win, and I’ll take you to dinner; I win, and I get to take you to dinner. Do we have a deal?”

Her smile faltered only for a moment when he placed his hand on her waist. Her insecurity, even in the moments like this where they were just simply happy, still twisted a knot in her stomach. The secret she’d decided to keep always popped up when they got close. “Dorian, I--” She paused, unsure if she should tell him-- unsure if she should ruin the happiness though she had a feeling she already had. “Sure. I hope you’re ready to lose then. The cost of getting to take me to dinner is quite expensive, you know.” Jacqueline smiled softly up at him, stepping away towards the dart board to gather the darts but making sure to keep a small distance from him as she did. “I’m thinking...France for dinner? Italy? --I’m thinking if I win you get to take me to dinner in Pairs and if you win, you get to pick where we eat?”

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svgarquills:

“I don’t want any trouble,” Jasper was quick to separate himself from the rowdy group that had come in at the same time, hands lifted in an attempt to ease her concern, “I thought it was better to get swept along with the crowd than try uh—-try to rouse their anger by pushing through.” Glancing up at the menu, he took a few moments to decide, and even then he wasn’t sure, “I’ll–uh, have—-the egg sandwich. And a mocha. Please.” He tacked on at the end, pulling out his wallet to pay; glancing over his shoulder at the crowd that had yet to settle down. “You get a lot of that, lately?”

“Decent plan.” A warm smile curved onto her lips once she’d recognized him. Though he didn’t seem to be any decisive today than any other day but even so she didn’t mind. Busying herself with his order, Victoire nodded her head. “They’ve been riled up over an incident lately but I haven’t heard what it was about. Maybe they were close to coming to a decision over the...magic issue. Just so happens the shoppe is right in the middle. --Did you want milk or dark chocolate?” 

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                                            ❝ When I was in love… ❞

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The door swung open letting in the chants of a group of Anti-Mags who’d stopped in for a break. Her coffee shop seemed to become a hotspot for magicl and non-magical people as of recent-- both coming in with fire in their eyes not knowing that the other was among them. It was getting annoying. The aggression ruining the peaceful atmosphere that she’d created with black and white views. Though she supposed being a Sentinel this just hit too close to home.

  “The number one rule of this place is to leave your trouble at the door.” Victoire motioned towards the little sign by the door. The rowdy protesters had once again came in yelling, fired up from their last rally and disturbing her customers. Victoire, despite believing in their right to do it, was getting a little tired of the noise and perhaps even more so of the degrading signs towards wixen. “You’re welcome to stay but I’m going to have to ask you to take it down a notch while you’re here.” 

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bcrlyburning:

Lysander being annoyed was an understatement. Frustrated, was the word that could describe how he really felt. Sitting at the table, with tubes of paint scattered along the table, Lysander let out an annoyed sigh. “This isn’t right,” He muttered under his breath, as he stared at the picture. The fog that was supposed to linger around the trees was barely two shades darker than Lysander wanted, but he still noticed it. He wanted the picture to be perfect, but he knew that it wasn’t.  

“How bad does this look? I mean, it took a lot of work. But does the fog look like fog? Or does it look like a blob?” Lysander let out a sigh, his hand rubbing at his temples. Smudges of paint tainted his face, as Lysander shook his head. “It’s supposed to be a shade lighter, but it’s too dark.” 

“Um, well it looks like a cloud so you’re close.” Victoire smiled, pausing to look over Lysander’s shoulder at the painting before sitting down the coffee order on the table behind him. “You could always use magic to make it more transparent, not cheating if you’re a wix. otherwise i just suggest going over it with a wash of white while the paint is still wet...”