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The Tattoo (part two)

After scarabias overblot, and seeing what ace and Deuce were willikg to do for you, you were so touched that you decided ro get them tattooed on your body as a small heart and a spade. After that chaos ensues-

I'd you wanna read the while prolouge, then it's here

Floyd feels a lot. He feels betrayed and enraged over the tattoo, feeling the urge to fight those two damn guppies you call friends. How dare you betray your mate like this, you were meant to be! Atleast he will show you that he will fight for his mate, if that's good or bad that's for you to decide...

He hates the tattoo, yet as much as he hates it he can't really put the anger onto you. It's that damn mackerel and crabs fault! They must have forced you into it! Don't worry, like the good mate he is he will mark over their dumb marks, showing who's boss. He hates hurting you but he needs to do what has to be done to show that you're his...

Jade is... off. As soon as he hears about the tattoo his composure just, shatters. He cant understand why you would play him like this, you're quite cruel aren't you? Playing him like this, making him lose his composure... you want him to kill to show how much he cares? Because he will- in fact, he will use any dirty tricks in the book to make sure he wins, magic or not..

If magic won't work, he will result to desperately trying to insert himself into your life more than he already has. You'll have a personal butler at this point, one begging for your attention and affection,, to think all this started because of a harmless tattoo...

Azul is about to throw up. The world is spinning, he feels like he is about to throw up. This can't be happening, right?? You, you really hate him don't you? Why else would you get those two troublemakers a tattoo but not him...

The desperation gets worse, the longer he thinks about it. He cant stop crying, having to lock himself in the vip lounge so nobody sees how this issue has reduced him to a sobbing little crybaby. The desperation turns somewhat into determination, the urge to write up the best contract ever to make you happy, maybe throw in a little condition where you need to get a matching tattoo with him..

Jamil is about to have another overblot. He, he is the reason? His overblot? He can't, he cant take it. Being the main reason for the tattoo makes him lose his mind. He avoids you for a week, nor being able to look at you without losing his composure and crying on the spot.

Desperation grows, turing ugly. He cant control himself, searching you out after a week of not seeing you. He begs for forgiveness, for you to not hate him, please, he begs you... He needs you, he needs you in his life, he needs you to love and cherish him, to be your number one.

Kalim feels off. This is one of the few times where he doesn't get what he wants. It's an unknown feeling, a hated feeling. He could be fine with anything else, bur a tattoo of your friends? Isn't he your friend too?? Is it because of the overblot that happened at his dorm? He will get you anything if it means that you'll forgive him! Please, he is begging you..

The jealousy grows, turning into an ugly mess. He cant help but hate on the Adeuce duo, hating them for taking you from him. He tries to endlessly gift you anything you look at for more than a second, trying to get you to spend countless hours at scarabia with several parties a week that always end in a romantic carpet ride. He tries really hard, okay? Just let him show you he is the best choise...

Epel is enraged, how dare you? The emotions get too intense, and he storms off. He cant believe you, picking favourites in your group? They may have been there before you but he loves you way more than they could ever love you!

He is in constant state of dissaray the first day, his anger rising the more he thinks about it. The anger stops being directed towards you and instead those two dumbasses, Ace and Deuce. He cant stand their asses! Going straight to battle living shit out of them.

Only, that isn't how it goes for him. He gets his ass kicked with everyone he tries to fight, getting so beat up he can barely stand up straight. Oh well, he can atleast leech off of you to nurse him back to health. You have to, please, he is begging for some alone time with you...

Also please someone help him with getting a new blazer, his old one is currently torn to shreds. The fights he got into wasn't really that good for him, since he is trying to fight people twice his size. Only for you, he would only go so far for you...

Rook feels... nothing. He can't bring himself to feel emotions currently, too stuck up on the tattoo. Sure, it's such a beautiful thing you care enough for someone that you would permanently etch that into your body. But why? Why couldn't it have been him? He is your friend too (he wish he was more to you, but that can wait, he will wait eons for you, only you)...

You feel bad for the man, wondering why he was so down all of the sudden. You still care about him (you care for everyone, they're you're friends after all), deciding to let him stay the night at ramshackle. He is forever grateful for your endless kindness, swearing to get into your good graces just so he can one day also get a tattoo..

Vil is desperate, he is emotional. The pain of not only comming second, but THIRD in your heart, it feels like you are stabbing him over and over again in the heart. He cant breathe, he cant stop the tears wellinh up in his eyes, he cant stop the emotions overflowimg his poor body. Why would you do something so heinous to this poor actor, he only wanted your love...

He has been acting since he was a little kid, yet this time he cant control his emotions, the stakes are too high. Your love is on the line! He can't stand to look himself in the mirror, feeling way too ugly for his emotions, his outbursts, his feelings. He wants to be enough for you, and he will do anything to achieve that..

THERES PART TWO DONE!!! The literal biggest thank you to @artdolliewishes for helping so much and expanding on the au with me!! It means so much to me that someone cares about a project I've done as much as I do :,)

Also I'm very sorry for being so delayed on posting, I went to the ER and all, I swear the students of nrc was trying to kill me lmao

Magical girl first years where Crowley is their magical pet thing and yuu n’ grim r his creations meant to guide them.

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They didn’t know how it happened. One day they were walking in the halls together, and then their names are being called by the HEADMAGE. Well, now that wasn’t good! So rushed to the Headmages office, and when they enter there’s this- this person with a veil??? And a direbeast???

Next thing they know, the headmage is some fucking- CROW THING??? Telling them about them being chosen to protect nrc and the students and blah blah blah blah blah!!! Like hell they would believe /this!/

Oh but it gets worse. The man (crow?) slaps some accessories , pressss a button (THERES A BUTTON IN THIS????) and now they’re TRANSFORMING????? The only one having fun is Ortho for whatever godforsaken reason. Nevertheless they’re dressed in fucking /DRESSES/, frilly dresses. At least they aren’t pink, focusing on a darker color scheme BUT STILL. And /NOW/ they’re saying CRINGE WORTHY PHRASES, and POSING. By the seven this can’t get more embarrassing.

As it stands epel is on his hands and knees on the floor, silently sobbing.

Deuce isn’t fairing any better , in a corner looking haunted and rocking back n forth.

Ace is leaning on the table, using it as support as he looks mortified.

Jack stands there, completely still, his ears pressed down and a colorful blush making its way to his face.

Sebek is inspecting himself, trying to figure if these DRESSES, are acceptable for fighting. But anyone can see the pink dusting his cheeks.

Ortho is the only one giggidy about this. Flying around and twirling, WHY DOES HE HAVE A WEAPON-

The boys screamed and backed away. The headmage turned back and now standing next to the mysterious boy and the cat.

“You all look splendid!! Now, introductions are in order, hm?”

He turned to look at the duo, gesturing to the terrified, embarrassed,mortified (+ one happy) boys.

“These boys will be your responsibility! Boys this is Yuu and Grim! They will help you as I cannot be here all the time! Aren’t I so gracious! Giving you a guide and back up!”

In turn, the person named yuu shook their head as if exasperated. Nonetheless, they politely bowed, never speaking. However, grim was the opposite of them. Jumping onto the desk and laughing with his paws on his hips.

“MYAHAHAHAHAH!! Bow down to grim the great! The greatest mage in all of wonderland!!! HAHAHAHA!!!”

Crowley lightly scolded grim for standing on the table as Yuu picked him up. Crowley began to speak.

“Yuu, grim, their names are; “Ace trappola, Deuce spade, Epel felmier, Jack howl, Sebek zigvolt, and Ortho shroud!! Make sure to take very good care of them!! Ah, I’ve truly outdone myself this time!”

And with that he left the office. Leaving six boys alone with the duo. Grim jumped back into the table and started to ramble again, only stopping when Yuu tapped something against his head. He swatted the hand away but spoke again, looking more bored than anything.

“Myehhh- my henchman said to just tap twice against your charms to go back to normal. We’ll explain everything later or whatever, henchman!” With another cackle the annoying little beast surrounded himself and Yuu with blue flames. When the flames died down, they were gone.

The boys, desperate to get out of these clothes (-Sebek and ortho) did as told. Tapping each of their ‘charms’(?) twice, turning back. All took a moment before heading out. Looking dazed, confused, and more.

What were they going to do now???

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First years charms:

Epel: an apple shaped hair clip(kept on his hair during transformations)

Ace: a magic card pin inside his vest(pinned to his hat in transformation)

Deuce: a rabbit w/ a clock jewel chain(connected to his corset in transformation.)

Jack: a bracelet with a moon charm. (Turns into a band wrapping up to his shoulder with the moon in front.)

Sebek: green bolt shaped earrings that dangle(in transformation they shift to fit around his ear while maintaining the bolt shape.)

Ortho: a necklace with a skull charm + two blue jewels.(the blue jewels turn into decorations hanging off the veil, the skull being a centerpiece)

In this yuu and grim are creations of Crowley! Both almost as old as him (not really, but grim likes to believe so). Yuu wears a veil and a ouji esq fit, grim is in a similar condition, but only wearing frills and a shirt.

For what the first years wear, all dresses, but gothic. Color scheme is black plus a darker/desaturated version of their colors!^^

Any name suggestions for their group, or code names is appreciated!!!^^

Wailing about “you love me so you’ll love my child” but w melleanor and silver

"—and do not let Vanrouge within twenty meters of the kitchens, is that clear, Counselor? Inform the kitchen staff that they have my exact permission to maim him on sight with the nearest sharp object. Oh, do not duck your face like a quivering kitten as if I cannot see that grimace, Counselor— that man has survived much worse and scraped through with life and limb and still persists to terrorize us all with his presence, isn't that right, my dear one?"

From within her arms, Lilia's child coos and babbles something far more intelligent than her trailing, fretful advisors back at her, and she taps a dark painted talon delicately against its plush cheek in fond agreement.

Lilia's child.

Meleanor rolls the words silently within her mouth, holds them there to taste the strange, but pleasant, flavor of their meaning.

Of all the fae in all their lands, who would have ever dared to dream that Lilia Vanrouge would take to a child like a fish to water, or a fledgling to the skies?

She can still hear him now, grumbling and griping so about the burden of children, their helplessness and neediness as unnecessarily weak creatures. In a rare form of mercy, not once did she pry— for how could she, when she knew the answer even if it was not in specifics? When fae were perishing at the hands of humankind's avaricious cruelty, how could she dare chastise him when she was so certain that Lilia's bitterness only existed towards himself?

Her hypothesis had been proven correct when her most trusted General had been present for Malleus' hatching, a softness that she had only seen once before smoothing the harsh lines of his battle-weary gaze. Perhaps she had the right of bias; it was only correct that anyone melt at the sight of her darling son, chirping and mewling miniature fonts of emerald flame.

But that softness had reappeared tenfold when Lilia had knelt before her in the privacy of her chambers where no other fae save for two were ever allowed, revealing the swaddled contents of his cloak with a desperate, fervent need for approval.

He woke for me, she remembers her oldest friend confessing in a voice choked with awe and an emotion that had nearly frightened her (her!) with its intensity. Meleanor, do you understand what this means? He is the son of our enemy, lost and forgotten by time, and he woke for me.

Oh, she had understood as perfectly then as she does now. It was for that reason alone that she had stayed her hand from where it had been readied to smite the child from Lilia's arms, to strip it from existence out of fear that it had somehow bewitched the one fae with more reason to detest humanity than all the rest.

True love was so rare in this world; it had taken her centuries to find her heart's desire. How could she wrest that from Lilia, as he kneels before her and bares his soul, staring down at the sleeping infant cradled in his arms with a delicate strength she did not know him to possess and the dazed look of a parent struck with the dazzling knowledge that the child they hold is more perfect than any creature alive on the earth?

She could not— the proof of which rests in her arms and happily teethes on strands of her gleaming hair, warm and soft and heavy in the sweet way of babes.

"And that is why we cannot allow your pathetic wretch of a father to ruin the celebration of your first blessing, isn't that right— Silver?"

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