Do you believe in magic?

"The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper" --W.B. Yeats Bevin Walsh || 19 || Sorceress Mun 21+ m!a: {Accepting} Tracked Tag: feminamagicae

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It had been a trying few years, culminating in some of the worst atrocities yet. The attacks, the division, the betrayal- it was enough to dive anyone mad. But they had survived, mostly unscathed. 

Today was beautiful, and though it was difficult, he finally managed to relax. Picnics were amongst his favourite things to do, and sitting here with his favourite person, he couldn’t help but smile.

“Yeah, I think we did,” he agreed. He didn’t even flinch when she held his hand.

“And we deserve a nice day, right?” She added, more for him than herself. Bevin was of the opinion that all of the supernaturals in Beacon Hills deserved a nice day after all that had happened, even ones that had managed to mostly stay hidden like Conor and herself.

She had been herb gathering here before, and had a pretty good understanding of the layout of the preserve. There was a clearing around here somewhere... “Is Micah doing okay? I know he had some trouble during all this crap.”

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CHARACTER  INTERVIEW  ! repost  ,  don’t  reblog  .

NAME: Bevin Saga Walsh

NICKNAME: Bey, Bev

AGE: 21 (varies depending on the verse)

SPECIES: Magic-using Human

Personal

Has a young daughter (Shea)

Works full time in a book shop

Physical

BUILD:   scrawny   /   bony   /   slender /   fit   /   athletic   /  curvy   /   herculean   /   pudgy   /   average

HEIGHT: 5′5″

SCARS   /   BIRTHMARKS:  Birthmark on her left thigh

ABILITIES /   POWERS: Bevin is able to do real magic, but she’s not as reliant on it as a fair few magic users tend to be.

RESTRICTIONS: Needs to wear something that’s been charmed to help focus her magic in order to use it. Doesn’t focus on her magic studies as much as she should.

Favourites

FOOD: Her mom’s beef stew

DRINK: Vanilla Coke (rare treat), milk

PIZZA TOPPING:  Pepperoni

COLOR: Baby blue, mint green

MUSIC GENRE: Rock

BOOK GENRE: N/A (she reads pretty much anything)

MOVIE GENRE: Thriller

SEASON: Fall/Spring

CURSE WORD: Damn/Dammit

SCENT ( S ) : Books, herbs, the clean air smell after it rains.

Fun stuff

BOTTOM OR TOP:   Switch, prefers bottom.

SINGS IN THE SHOWER: All the fucking time

LIKES BAD PUNS: Loves them

Tagged by: @imworthfivedollars​ Tagging: anyone else who wants to do the thing!

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Parrish smiled over at Bevin. “I guess I should let you both go, but I’ll see you tomorrow?”

Em grinned. “I think they’re good together, don’t you?”

Nevermind that xe half wanted it just so they could be ‘siblings’.

"Tomorrow sounds great, and we can figure out a good time to study too.” She slid her phone back into her pocket with a smile still on her face. “I’m pretty good in chem so hopefully it’ll be more of a refresher.”

“I think so.” Conor agreed, glancing to Micah who just nodded a little bit. He waited until Bevin was starting to ride back to their house with a wave before following suit.

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“I’ll see you around,” he chuckled, smiling. 

“Well, as someone who’s known Jojo for a while, I will say that he’s smitten. Why else would he ask about her name?”

“Yeah.” She was smiling too, still a bit giddy over him knowing her name. Properly knowing it.

“Don’t tell anyone I told him though.” Conor said in a hurried whisper. He didn’t want to be overheard. “People never get her name right, let her have this.” Said the one who always had to correct people on the way his name was spelled.

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“So I suggested it to the counselor, and she helped me get the paperwork and draft an argument, basically.”

“The point is, Micah, that we’re calling them dating sometime soon. I mean, have you seen the way he looks at her when she isn’t looking?”

“Okay, cool. I’ll have to look into that. But for now just a chem study thing?” Bevin gestured a bit with one hand. “Conor and I are down this way, so I’ll see you at school? Or in town when I’m on an errand or something?”

There was another somewhat blank confused look from Micah. “No?” Micah was still used to couples yelling at each other and fighting. He’d never really seen a healthy relationship before foster care.

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“Talk to the counselor about making a case, and she should be able to help with it.”

“I… I don’t know???” Em looked helplessly at Conor. 

“You think she could? I mean, I know they offer Spanish and French but I’m just not sure if they’d do something like that... How did you guys go about doing it?”

Conor shrugged. “Don’t ask me. I didn’t make it up.”

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“You should try Irish Gaelic. It’s a beautiful language, and a little more accessible than Cymraeg.”

“They’re sitting in the tree so that no one will see them kissing, I guess?” Em said, frowning in confusion. “It’s a song. I have no idea where it came from.”

But then we can’t talk without people knowing what we’re saying. “I might look into that, I didn’t think the school would have that as an option.”

“It’s not save to be kissing in a tree though.” Micah’s head tilted a little bit, trying to understand.

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“My birth parents were Welsh, so I got permission from the school to take Cymraeg for my foreign language requirement. It’s definitely different than Gaelic, but-” he shrugged, unsure how to word it. 

“But hopefully no baby carriages for a while!” Em giggled. Xe saw Micah’s face and asked, “What’s up?”

“Oh, cool! I’ve wanted to learn another language but I’m not sure what’s a good fit for me.” She was excited about the idea of another language. “My grandparents came over from Ireland when they were younger. Then my mom and her sister were born here in the states. They’re twins. but they don’t talk much.”

“Why does sitting in a tree lead to kissing?” Micah simply asked, he was obviously baffled by the teasing tune.

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Parrish nodded and keyed in his number. “Bevin- That’s with an E, right? B-e-v...i-n?” he asked uncertainly, looking up at her for confirmation.

Em looked over at them and then at Conor and whispered, “Jojo and Bevin, sittin’ in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G!”

“Mhm, spelled like Devin but with a B.” He even knew how to spell it. God, so perfect. “I know, it’s weird. Conor’s name only has one ‘n’. Mom has this thing with keeping the Irish heritage and stuff. It’s kinda lame.”

“First comes love, then comes marriage.” Conor whispered back, Micah looked a bit confused, his parents had really kept him isolated so he wasn’t familiar with the teases.

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“Maybe meet up at the library and use one of the study rooms there?”

“That’d be nice, but Conor’s not allowed to ride home alone. I can ask my mom if she minds you coming over to study though. Or I can meet you at the library after making sure Conor gets home okay?”

“Em and Micah can’t ride home alone, either, so we could take them home and meet up at the library afterwards.”

He didn’t want to straight up tell her that he wasn’t allowed to go to a girl’s house.

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“Yeah, sounds good.” She pulled off to the side of the road and fished her phone from her pocket. Holding it out to him she was smiling, it wasn’t every day that she had an opportunity to get her crush’s number. “You can shoot yourself a text, so we can work out schedules.”

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“Micah, how long have you lived in Beacon Hills?”

“Exactly.” Bevin grinned, then glanced back to Micah and Em. Conor had started to slow a little to keep pace with his friends and pushed up his glasses a little bit.

“Um… Five years? When my mom started dating my step-dad we moved here.” His focus turned downwards a little bit, looking more towards the front wheel of his bike. “I like it here though, nice weather.”

Parrish nodded, smiling as the three younger siblings all rode together. Parrish took the opportunity to ask,

“So, I was wondering if maybe you and I could study together for that big test coming up. Maybe meet up at the library and use one of the study rooms there?”

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“That’d be nice, but Conor’s not allowed to ride home alone. I can ask my mom if she minds you coming over to study though. Or I can meet you at the library after making sure Conor gets home okay?”

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Parrish nodded. “Yeah. I have a hard time with people who are really entitled. Like, give others breathing room. Everyone makes mistakes!”

Em smiled back at him and kept pace with him so that he wouldn’t be so lonely. 

“By the way, if either of you ever need help with finding activities or anything around town, let one of us know. I’ve lived here my whole life, and Em’s been here for a while. Micah, how long have you lived in Beacon Hills?”

“Exactly.” Bevin grinned, then glanced back to Micah and Em. Conor had started to slow a little to keep pace with his friends and pushed up his glasses a little bit.

“Um... Five years? When my mom started dating my step-dad we moved here.” His focus turned downwards a little bit, looking more towards the front wheel of his bike. “I like it here though, nice weather.”

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“Are people really like that?” Parrish asked. “I always assumed the idea of the Bridezilla was a sexist creation by the media.”

“Humans in general are awful, Jojo,” Em pointed out. Xe rode a little closer to Micah and asked quietly, “You okay?”

“It’s a thing, but the media makes it seem like there’s a lot more occurrences of it than there are.” She explained with a shrug. “But I am not a fan of running into any, you know what I mean?”

“One of Mom’s friends from work was downright evil when she was getting married. I looked at one of her pamphlets for florists once and she started telling me I was a horrible child and that I was trying to take her stuff. I was six and just wanted to look at the pictures.” Conor added.

Micah glanced towards Em with a nod. “Mhm.” His bike riding was still somewhat shaky, so it was just taking a fair amount of focus for him to stay upright and in a straight line. “I’m okay.” He even offered xer a little bit of a smile before starting to chew his lip again.

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Parrish shrugged. “I don’t know. I just want to stay local. There are plenty of opportunities to move up in Beacon Hills. There aren’t any colleges, but I know there’s a trade school. Just keeping my options open for now.”

Em outright laughed. “Jojo is the least hormonal teenage boy I know. He’s harmless.”

Parrish went red at that and elbowed Em, who just kept laughing and pushed him back.

“For reals, tho’, I’ll vouch for him.”

“I’ll probably try to go to school somewhere else but come back here when I’m done.” Bevin said, not in a tone that suggested he should do that. More as a suggestion to widen his view of options. “I’m still trying to figure out what I want to do. I mean I could go into a career off my crafting but I don’t want to risk ruining something I love to do.”

She was letting herself move side to side again as she rode, making sure she wasn’t colliding with any of the others she was with. “I mean, it might be neat to do tailoring but I don’t want to deal with people that are so caught up in perfect ideas that they can’t see reality. Like, people having ideas about their perfect wedding dress and never being able to find something that stands up to the ideal, you know?”

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“Eh, maybe? I don’t like to think about that stuff just yet. Focusing on sports and my current job and my family, y’know?”

Em snorted.

“We’re totally coming over. It’ll be great! We could play some board game.”

Parrish leveled xer with a look.

“No, we’re not.”

“You’re not gonna work in a grocery store the rest of your life, are you?” Conor asked, more concerned than judging. He’d always heard the idea of part time jobs just being the starting point, something to help fund the journey to a full career.

“Conor, dude. You don’t say it like that. It sounds judgy.” Bevin was quick to scold her brother. “But seriously, I’ll talk to Mom and see if she’s cool with you guys coming over. She usually is though, but she might be uneasy about a teenage boy hanging out with her teenage daughter. Hormones and stuff.” She rolled her eyes, tone betraying what she really thought of her mom’s unease. 

“Mom paranoia, y’know?”

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“Oh, nothing like that,” Parrish laughed. “I just like making things my family enjoys. Nothing more than that. But, uh, if my parents say it’s okay, and your parents, I wouldn’t mind coming over to help with dinner. I’m sure Em and Micah would enjoy coming over with me.”

Em laughed.

“Hey, can’t be as bad as I am. I’m hopeless in the kitchen. I’ve been banned.”

“You should look into it, they say if you enjoy what you do then you’ll never work a day in your life.” Bevin was smiling and had made eye contact, it gave her a feeling that they were the only ones in the world even as he rbrother spoke.

“Mom usually gets home after seven, so we usually eat before she does anyway.” Conor was giving his sister and Parrish a look, just little brother looking at his big sister and the guy she had a crush on. Not that Bevin could see it with the fact she was watching the road and Parrish. 

“So, she should be fine with it. I’d just have to double-check.” Bevin added to Conor’s comment.

“And clean up Gran’s books you mean.”

“Oh, yeah, Gran’s books. Since we’ve closer she stops by more often and leaves her books behind. So we usually find them everywhere.” A bit of lie to explain away the code she and Conor used. Magic was supposed to remain hidden, the supernatural world didn’t always mesh with the real one and Bevin was not too keen on exposing herself right away. “So we’d have to store them away if we were having anyone over.”

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“Wow, that’s really cool! I enjoy cooking/baking. Kind of my hobby.” He frowned slightly at Conor’s look but turned to see Em and Micah. 

“Ooh, look at us! We’re a posse today!” Em said, grinning. “We just need Jake to make it complete.”

“A posse?” Parrish laughed. “C’mon, let’s get going.”

“More like a squad.” Bevin joked with her own grin. She waited until the younger kids were starting to go before taking off and working her pace so she could keep even with Parrish. “Really? You ever think of being a baker or something? Culinary arts instructor?” She was teasing a little bit, affectionately of course. And she definitely liked the mental image of Parrish taking his time teaching someone their way around a kitchen.

“Maybe you can come over some time and help me out with dinner?”

“Yeah, so maybe we won’t have to call for pizza or Chinese cause you burned down half the kitchen.”

“Shut up, Conor.”