#'I SUMMON THEE CAULDRON—!!!'

[pandoa]

if deuce overblots, would there just be a bunch of cauldrons being summoned from mid-air?

[oepionie]

—"PRINCE CHARMING'S KISS" dormleaders

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synopsis: a potionology accident involving the adeuce duo leads to the prefect falling into a deep sleep. only an act of true love's kiss can save them and it seems that ace and deuce picked a certain boy to play prince charming.

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⊹ [ tags ] — FLUFF.GN! READER | papa crewel doesn't seem too happy, cauldrons, tomato riddle, azul tries to get engaged, kalim bawling his eyes out, soft vil, idia is about to pop a vein, malleus throws a lamp at lilia and it's deserved◞

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"I SUMMON THEE, CAULDRON!"

"Deuce! No! I asked you to grab one not-" Before you could stop him, the cauldron already smashed against the pot atop your desk, flinging all the contents of the pink bubbling potion all over you.

"You dumbass! They said grab one, not summon one!" Ace hissed, throwing a towel over your soaked form. "Shit. We need to get them to Professor Crewel and — Oi, Prefect!?"

You fell forward, falling limp in Ace's arms as you both tumbled to the floor. Panicked, Ace was quick to push you onto your back, slapping your cheek and shaking you furiously. "Wake up!"

"W-What happened?" Deuce ran towards you two, guilt pooling in his stomach. His blood ran cold with fear once he saw just how pale and cold your face had turned. "Are they dead?!"

"No. It's not that strong of a potion." Crewel sighed, striding towards the two morons with a venomous scowl on his lips.

Leaning down, your adoptive-father gingerly tucked a loose strand of hair behind your ear. All previous ire he exhibited seemingly melting away. "Oh darling, I have no idea why you chose these two strays as friends…"

"Once again, you've brought my pup to harm with your incompetence." The professor stood up straight once again, his stern gaze fixed on the two youngsters.

"Nonetheless, I think this will be a valuable learning experience for the two of you." Crewel said, grabbing a thick aged book from a nearby shelf and thrusting it into Ace's arms.

"That book there contains the instructions to brew the cure."

"D-Do we have to make the- uff-" Deuce coughed, unintentionally breathing in a cloud of dust released by the old book. "-cure ourselves?"

Crewel drew his eyebrows up to his hairline, jaw dropped in disbelief. "Seven's no! I'll be making the cure myself; I have zero faith in you two."

"You two are to write a 10,000 word long report about the potion and I expect it on my desk by tomorrow." The professor pressed a boney finger against the cover, a wicked grin spreading across his face.

"Oh, and I trust that you'll keep my pup safe. You know the consequences if I find even a single hair missing from their head." The two watched helplessly as Crewel walked away, his sharp heels clicking against the floor.

"Man. What's with him." Ace grumbled, flinging the book at Deuce who easily caught it with one hand.

"Deuce, what'cha say we just head to Ramshackle?" Ace hummed, nudging your unconscious form with his foot. He hadn't even bothered with picking you up. Opting to just leave you sprawled out on the cold tiles.

Ace was truly the most friend ever.

"Interesting…" Deuce muttered, clasping a hand around his chin. Ace raised his brow, peeking over his friend's shoulder to read the text on the yellowed pages.

"One of the cures listed here is…"

✩—RIDDLE ROSEHEARTS:

"A True Love's Kiss…?" Riddle trailed off before scowling at his two dorm members. Just what sort of shenanigans were they pulling now?

He lowered his teacup slowly while frowning and blinking incoherently. "Could this be another one of your pitiful attempts at a joke?"

"Why the hell would we joke about his?" Ace whined.

Riddle shook his head, walking over to your unconscious form draped over Deuce's shoulder like a stack of potatoes. Checking your temperature, he pressed his hand against your forehead and tsk'd at the heat.

For a split second, his eyes briefly wandered over to your lips.

What if…

Snapping out of it, Riddle stepped back with his burning pink cheeks.

"What utter nonsense. Hand me that book, I can brew the potion myself." Riddle said, pulling his gloves off before he then motioned for Deuce to pass him the book.

"Ah yeah…about that-" Ace chuckled, folding his arms behind his head. "Crewel didn't allow any of us to make the cure…so you're kinda our only hope."

The part where Crewel promised to produce the cure was purposefully left out by Ace. In truth, there really was no reason for Riddle to kiss you other than to serve as Ace's entertainment but hush now Riddle didn't have to know that.

"Well them, pray tell, what makes you think I should take the role of Prince Charming? "

"You get that disgusting dopey look on your face when you see them." Ace smirked.

"I-I do not!" Riddle shouted, face turning a deep cherry-red. Ace laughed, pointing at Riddle's flushed cheeks. "See?! You're turning into a tomato!"

"How are we certain that they even like me back?!"

"Ugh! Stop being a coward! You'll never know if you don't try!"

They began arguing anew, flinging insult after insult at one other. Deuce sighs and places you down on the couch in the lounge. He knew that if they continued their screaming, nothing would be done. It's was time he took things into his own hands.

Deuce grabs Riddle by the arm, dragging him towards you. The redhead turns to him, demanding the first-year to let go but Deuce only shakes his head. "I'm sorry house warden, I'll bear the brunt of your punishment later but I need to fix what I did."

"No-! W-Wait-" Riddle sputters, digging his feet into the ground. "I-I can't possibly-How unconsensual!-"

"Whoops!" Ace seizes the opportunity to shove the redhead forward, causing his lips to meet with yours.

"?!" Riddle stills for a few seconds, his calloused palms resting on your cheeks. Peering at you through shaky lashes, Riddle snaps out of his lovesick stupor and jolts back. His face blooming into an even deeper red than thought possible.

"R..iddle…?" His heart hammers against his ribcage as you flutter your eyes open, blinking up at him. The press and warmth of your lips still remained and a million of thoughts raced through his head. One of them seemed to echo louder than the rest.

At his lips’ touch you blossomed like a rose and the cure was complete, bringing the enchantment to an end. He was your 'True Love'?

Riddle hesitantly cradled your body, assisting you in sitting up. He coughed, averting his eyes to the ground, unable to meet yours.

"I apologize for the unsolicited kiss however, seeing as how my feelings are returned." He turned to you, clasping your hand tight in his. "I would like to court you properly. H-How does lunch tomorrow at noon sound?"

✩— LEONA KINGSCHOLAR:

"…so that's why I dumped them onto ya' bed." Ruggie yawned, extending his arms over his head.

There you were, curled up against Leona's king-sized bed, clutching one of his pillows tight in your arms. Blissfully oblivious to the fact that your friends abandoned you, placing you in the clutches of a hyena and at the mercy of a lion.

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"So, since Leona's a prince and all, that 'True Love Kiss' stuff could totally work with him, right?" Ace grinned, placing his hands on his hips. "I've read 'bout it in fairy tales all the time! The prince kisses the girl and boom!"

"How'd desperate are ya' to go running to Leona for help?" Ruggie sniggered, grabbing a handful of dry clothes off of the clothesline.

Really, it was both pitiful and humorous at the same time. The two chose to cast the irritable, hot-headed lion as the Prince Charming in their decrepit fairy tale.

Let's be honest, when you hear the term "charming," the first thing that came to mind was not Leona Kingscholar.

Adjusting the laundry basket, he propped it against his hip, Ruggie tapped his chin and pondered. "I can help but it'll come with a price…"

Deuce rushed forward, shoving a box of donuts into Ruggie's free hand. "Will this cover it?!"

Whistling, Ruggie flicked the box open. His eyes gleamed seeing all the tooth-rotting pastries heaped atop each other.

A sly grin stretched across his face.

"Deal."

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After Ace and Deuce handed you over to Ruggie, the hyena unceremoniously barged into Leona's room and all but threw you onto the bed.

"True Love's Kiss? Do those things even exist?" Leona scoffed, tossing a blanket over your form. Ruggie shrugged, heading out of Leona's room. "Dunno but since you two like each other, I figured you would wanna help."

Leona rolled his eyes, glancing at you. Your face was shoved against the pillow, a leg hooked over it. Well, by the looks of it, you seemed pretty comfortable. There was no harm in letting you stay for a bit.

"Shihshishi good luck on your love life." Ruggie grinned, sending Leona a thumbs up before slamming the door close.

"Damn hyena…" Leona grumbled, plopping down next to your sleeping body. His gaze poured over your skin, gliding across the contour of your jawline before settling on your lips. Leona softly pushed down on your lips with his thumb, parting them ever so slightly.

"So, you need a True Love's Kiss…" Leona whispered, leaning in, eyes fluttering close. "I better be the only one, herbivore."

His lips pressed firmly against yours, a hand propped under your chin to keep your head up. The kiss was unusually delicate and tender for someone of his nature, such a stark contrast to his gruff personality. Leona moved closer and his hair fell over his shoulders, chestnut locks draping across your chest. Within a few minutes, Leona drew back to see if you had awakened.

You stirred, bleary eyes blinking open and he smirked. Pride swelled in his chest as he leaned down to kiss you again, his tail curling around your waist.

"You're all mine, huh?"

✩— AZUL ASHENGROTTO:

"Man, just how strong are you eels?!" Ace growled, banging his fists against Floyd's back. Both of the Heartslabyul boys were slung over Floyd's shoulder, his grip on them tight and unfaltering.

Beside him, Deuce was kicking around, trying (and failing) to get the merman's grip on him to loosen. Suddenly, one of Deuce's kicks hit Floyd square in the jaw and the eel growled.

"Neh~ Squirm around some more and I'll snap both of your legs off." Floyd grinned, his bright sharp teeth on full display. Although hesitant, the threat seemed to work as the two boys stilled, not wishing to lose their ability to walk any time soon.

"Now, Floyd, there's no need for such aggression." Jade chuckled as he approached the group with you in his arms. Unlike Floyd's manhandling, you were carried in a firm bridal carry, treated as if you were a precious piece of china or rather…an offering.

"We just got word on the prefect's condition." Jade shut his eyes, placing a hand against his chest in faux sympathy. "How unfortunate that they've succumbed to such a fate. However, lucky for you we found a solution."

"Ya need a Prince Charming right~? Well, let's have Azul do it!" Floyd cheered, slamming the two boys down onto the ground. Ace groaned, cradling his back and squinting at the tweels. "You think you can drag me into another one of those contracts?! I'm not stupid!"

"Oh, you're mistaken. This one is free of charge, no strings attached." Jade chuckled.

"Yeah…I don't really believe that." Deuce muttered.

"Why're you so damn stubborn?! Can't we just hand shrimpy to Azul? I'm sick of seeing him makin' those dumb goo goo eyes." Floyd whined.

The eel yanked you from Jade's arms and stomped up to Azul's office. He kicked the door down, nearly knocking it off its hinges.

Jolting, Azul accidentally spilled ink all over his papers. The delicate fine print he spent hours painstakingy writing by hand dissolved into large blots of ink. His eye twitched as he grit his teeth, snapping his head up to meet Floyd's gaze.

"Floyd. What in the great seven's are you—?!" Azul was cut off when the eel plopped your dozing body onto his lap. It took the octo-mer a few seconds before he registered just what happened, cheeks burning a bright crimson when he realized you were pressed up snug against his chest.

"It's your lucky day, Azul~! You get to play Prince Charming!" Floyd sang as he made his way to the door. "Shrimpy here got cursed because of Mackerel and Crab so now you have to kiss them!"

Kiss…? Azul's mind went haywire but before he could speak any further, Floyd slithered out of the room and slammed the door shut.

It's not that he doesn't believe in the cure; love is a strong thing, and he's read that it can break even the most powerful curses. Even so, how could he promise that you'd wake up?

Azul pressed a hand behind your head, trying to calm his beating heart. Did you even acknowledge his feelings?

"True Love's kiss…Well, it wouldn't hurt to try." He murmurs, raising a trembling hand to rest against your cheek. He leans down and lightly presses his lips against yours, ever so clumsy, before checking for any reactions.

Azul stares down on your drowsy body as your eyes flicker open. He stares at you owlishly before breaking into a giddy grin.

"Prefect, s-seeing as how I'm your True Love-" Azul hastily unlocked his top desk drawer, pulling out a fancy piece of paper and handing it to you. "Let's make it official with a contract."

"..."

Blinking, you looked down and read the text on the paper. Azul smiled at you expectantly, nudging a pen towards your direction.

"Azul, this is an engagement contract…?"

"Precisely."

✩— KALIM AL ASIM:

Jamil peered at Kalim through a crack in the slightly-ajar door. Seeing the poster boy for the golden-retriever personality sulking was truly a rare sight. Kalim had his head buried in his hands, kneeling by his bed which had your sleeping form atop it.

"What did you tell him?!" Jamil hissed, whipping his head around to glare at both Ace and Deuce.

"W-We just told him how we needed a Prince Charming's kiss to break the spell…" Deuce trailed off, rubbing the back of his neck. "…we figured since he was related to royalty, he could break it."

"He must have misunderstood it then." Jamil sighed, slipping into the dark room. So dark in fact that he could barely make out the silhouette of his dorm leader. Kalim had shut the drapes so tightly that not a single ray of sunshine could strike through his bedroom. How…dramatic.

"Kalim, what's the matter…?" Jamil approached the young boy, placing his hand atop Kalim's shoulder. He didn't miss the sight of the pure gold jewelry hastily draped across your neck or the iris bouquet in your hands. Well…it was evident who all those were from. You looked like you came straight out of a Scarabian version of Snow White.

"J-Jamil!" Kalim wailed, screwing his eyes shut as thick globs of tears ran down his flushed puffy face. The vice dorm leader sighed and reached for a tissue box, which he handed to the distraught boy. Kalim snatched a fistful of tissues and blew his nose loudly.

"The prefect is cursed to sleep forever-! A-And I couldn't find the cure!" He cried out in anguish. Jamil squinted his eyes. "Kalim, in case you forgot, the cure is-"

"I know! Prince Charming's kiss!" Kalim interrupted, wiping away his tears with the back of his arm making Jamil grimace. "I sent out hundreds of search parties but he hasn't been found!"

Jamil paused.

Ah. In foresight, he really should have seen this coming…

Jamil pinched the bridge of his nose and took a deep breath to get his irritation under control. He reached for the hood of Kalim's shirt and yanked him back. Hissing into his ear, the snake spat. "Kalim, the Prince Charming is you."

"Wh-Whgat?" Kalim sniffed, his voice muffled and hoarse from his crying.

"You. You're the prince charming." Jamil groaned, running a hand over his face.

Kalim started at Jamil for a minute or two, processing what his friend just said. Eventually, he broke out into a wide smile and happy laughter.

Wasting no time, he was quick to swoop you into his arms, drawing you into a clumsy yet endearing kiss. It only took a few seconds before your eyes blinked open. He pulled away but not before pressing another quick peck on your cheek.

"So, I'm your prince charming, huh?" Kalim beamed, sending a you a silly toothy grin. He leaned down and peppered your flushed face with kisses once more, making you feel like your head was about to explode.

"Y-Yeah-" You shot him a bashful yet thankful smile.

Filled with happiness, the teen jumped to his feet and drew you into his arms. He lifted you up by the waist and spun you around, his loud laughter echoing out through the room.

"I'm so glad! Ah! But I still have to cancel all those search parties though…"

✩—VIL SCHOENHEIT:

"Tsk. This is what I said about hanging out with those hooligans potato." Vil scowled, seething in rage and looking as if he was just about to hex both Ace and Deuce for this accident. "It'll only bring you trouble."

After he was informed of the incident by Rook, he wasted no time in whisking you away from your two incompetent friends and claiming he would care for you himself. Like hell he was letting you stay in that shabby dorm of yours.

Vil eased you into a luxurious bed in one of Pomefiore's spare rooms, draping a delicate lilac blanket around your torso. His palms brushed up against your brow, softly smoothing out the creases along your brow line.

Dspite the color vanishing from your cheeks and the once bright visage that made you look so vibrant losing it's glow, Vil believed you to be ethereal.

"True Love's Kiss can wake her from the spell." Vil murmured, reading off of a page in the book Deuce handed to him.

"Hmph, if I had a Madol for everytime that was listed as a cure." This wasn't the first time he'd heard of such a thing. Vil has spend hours pouring over potionology books and you'd be surprised at just how many spells and curses have it mentioned. A tad bit overrated if you asked him.

"Though there will be no need for a Prince Charming, potato." Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out a small vial filled with a glimmering silver liquid.

The liquid swished around in the bottle, sparkling brightly. As you've probably guessed, this was the cure. Vil wasn't appointed Pomefiore's dorm leader for nothing. If he could make one of the most potent poisons this campus has ever seen then he surely knew how to make a cure as simple as this. It was mere child's play.

"The potion will suffice. Even a single drop is enough to wake you." He twisted the bottle open, gently grabbing a hold of your jaw to part your lips. He leaned down, holding the bottle over your face before pausing.

"As if I'd need True Love's Kiss to prove myself." Vil scoffed, eyes latching onto your face, his gaze intense yet warm. He tipped the bottle down, allowing a single drop to fall into your mouth before capturing your lips with his in a tender yet feverish kiss.

Vil eventually pulled away and hummed seeing the color and flush return to your skin. His fingers combed through your disheveled hair, undoing any knots. Your eyes fluttered open and Vil huffed, gliding his fingers along your flushed cheeks.

"Your skin is far too puffy, an unfortunate side effect of the cure. Worry not, I'll go grab a facemask for you." Vil pushed himself off of the bed, heels clicking against the floor as he marched out of the room. "A spa day is just what you need after another incident, potato."

It was all thanks to his potion that were you able to wake, he tells himself. Vil Schoenheit was not one for fairytales or wishing. He knew that he didn't need some magical curse or wish to win you over. No, he was confident he could accomplish it on his own.

As Vil eases the translucent mask onto your face, you smile brightly at him and his chest blooms in a sudden warmth.

Yes, it was definitely the potion.

✩—IDIA SHROUD:

"S-seriously, w-wh-hy me? Do I look like a Prince Charming to y-you?" Idia groaned, trying to shut the door but Ace stuck his foot through the opening. "Knock it off with the grin, geez… Weirdo…"

"We know you both have romantic feelings for each other!" Deuce shouted, holding you in his arms. "We really need your help!"

Idia shrieked, hair burning up slightly. He could barely hold eye contact with you for 3 seconds, what makes these two think that he could even survive kissing you? The poor boy would end up melting into a puddle of sad gooey awkwardness.

"J-Just wait until C-Crewel finishes the potion!" Idia shouted, shoving Ace away and slamming the door shut. His chest heaved up and down as he pressed his back against the door, arms awkwardly splayed to his sides, scrambling to keep the door shut.

His eyes ripped wide in panic when Ace continued to pound at the door, calling his name. "C'mon, Idia! Most people would take this as a great opportunity to win their crush over you know!"

"NOPE, NOPE, NOPE. COUNT ME OUT. I'M NOT GOING DOWN THE ROMANCE ROUTE." Idia vehemently shook his head, burying his face into the fabric of his shirt.

Ortho laughed silently, heading over to his distressed brother who looked like he was about to pop a vein. Scratch that, he probably already has.

"Big brother, didn't you and the prefect already go on a date?" Orthro said, tilting his head up to meet Idia's shaky gaze. "Why the big deal? It's just a small kiss."

"Th-That was different! I-I-It was a gaming session through a screen!" Idia sinked to the floor, curling up into a ball. He sobbed pathetically. "I could barely even keep my composure-No way am I surviving IRL."

"Yeah but they need you right now. You may not be Prince Charming but I'm sure the prefect would prefer you over any other." Ortho whispered, placing a hand atop Idia's own. The dorm leader's lip quivered, newfound courage blooming in his chest. He shakily stood up, knees wobbling from his nerves.

"…They need me."

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"I'm telling you Deuce, this guy's hopeless." Ace sighed, lips drawn into a thin line as he casually leaned against the door. Deuce frowned, lightly kicking Ace's shin. "Don't say such things about our senior!"

"Oh yeah? But he's-Argh! " Ace yelped falling backwards as the door abruptly opened. With a grunt, he landed on his back and found himself staring up at Idia's flushed face.

"Alright, n-normies. I-I-I'll d-d-do it."

Idia stepped aside and let Deuce enter his room. Anxiously fiddling with his hands, Idia watched the first-year carefully set you on his bed before stepping out of the room.

"We'll leave everything to you!" The two scurried away and Ortho also excused himself, leaving to give you two privacy. Idia stood in the middle of his room, a great distance away from you.

Alright, he could do this. It was just a simple little kiss, no biggie.

Hovering his shaky hands over your cheeks, Idia leaned over your form. His breath fanning across your face as he moved in, delicately brushing his lips against yours.

Your hands snaked around his neck, drawing him in deeper making the boy squeak. Pulling away, Idia averted his gaze, voice small and meek.

"H-Hey you. You're finally awake…"

✩—MALLEUS DRACONIA:

In a tall tower atop Diasomnia, an ominious green glow was emanating from an open window. Thick towering brambles, thorns, and vines wrapped itself around the brooding dorm. In the sky, claps of lightning and thunder flashed amongst the darkening clouds.

"Ah…we lost the prefect." Deuce deadpanned, his gaze fixed on the overgrown thick shrubs in front of them. Ace reached for a thorn, hissing as the tip of his finger was cut.

"Yeah..it's best if we leave them to Malleus, I don't think we can even get past all of…this."

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Lilia stood in the corner watching as Malleus tenderly placed you onto the bed, the dragon fae handling you as if you were a delicate piece of glass that could break at any second.

"Ah~ Are you going to be their Prince Charming? Khee hee, how ador—"

"Lillia, we need more pillows. There's hardly enough here." Malleus abruptly cut in, a stern look on his face.

Lilia blinked, gaze drawn over to the bed already filled to the brim with pillows of all shapes and sizes, so much so that some of them began pooling around the floor. All evidence of Malleus' nesting instinct.

"What a tragedy. There is to be a pillow scarcity in Diasomnia because of the devastation lay upon the prefect." Lilia replied, a dramatic theatrical sigh leaving his lips. He hurried out the door to meet Malleus' requests before the storm outside worsened. The dragon fae was already aggrevated, there was no need to make things worse.

Malleus' gaze was drawn to your serene expression, his aching heart plummeting to his stomach. Bending down, he softly cradled you in his arms. "Oh, my treasure, if only I could have prevented this."

He buried his face into the crook of your neck, pressing kisses amongst your skin before trailing them up to your lips. Fluttering his eyes shut, Malleus wrapped his arms around your waist, lifting you off the bed as he pressed his lips firmly against yours.

Malleus drew back to see you ogle at him with with wide eyes, your fingers having immediately shot up touch your tingling lips. Chuckling, he bent down once more to press his lips against yours. You two exchanged kisses for what seemed like hours, the press of his lips against yours leaving your lungs burning and heaving for air. At some point he slipped into bed with you, holding himself above your body with his elbows.

"Khee hee, You two know it's supposed to be a 'True Love's Kiss' not 'Kisses', right?" Lilia barged into the room, a comically large pile of pillows in his arms. Malleus growled and tossed a lamp his way, one which Lillia dodged easily. The lamp shattered against the wall behind him, scattering into fragments across the floor.

"Ah ah, there's no need to be so furious. Let me just drop these off and I'll be on my merry way." Lilia cheered, dropping the pillows by the foot of the bed. He reached into his pocket and pulled out an old bulky camera. "Might as well take pictures!"

Snarling, Malleus drew his hand back to reach for the large painting sitting above the bed. You snaked a hand around his wrist, silently begging him to not hurl another object at his bat-dad.

"My baby boy is in love-OW!"

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✩— EXTRA:

"What did I say about keeping them out of harms way." Crewel snarled through clenched teeth, sitting in the detention room with both Ace and Deuce. Ace chuckled awkwardly, shrugging his shoulders.

"Well if you look on the bright side, your kid finally has a love life, so there's that!"

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"I SUMMON THEE, CAULDRON!"

As production marches forward, so does the date of our first episode release! Stop by again on January 29th for the drop of Prologue, Chapter 1 on YouTube. Trailer available here.

Art credits: @patchyegg87 / Voice credits: Jacob Martin

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Hocus Pocus Stray Kids X Female Reader (Halloween Special)

Chapter 1: Just a Bunch of Hocus Pocus

Non-Idol! Stray Kids X Female Reader

Established Poly-relationship

Requested: No

Genre: I Don't Even Know (If you have any idea, let me know)

Summary: Basically, the plot of the 1993 Disney movie Hocus Pocus. But for those uncultured people who haven't seen it (JK I love y'all even if you haven't seen it)... After moving to Salem, Mass. Stray Kids explore an abandoned house with their girlfriend Y/N After dismissing a story Y/N tells as superstitious, Stray Kids accidentally free a coven of evil witches who used to live in the house. Now, with the help of a magical cat, the kids must steal the witches' book of spells to stop them from becoming immortal.

AN: So I originally planned to make this a one shot but I think I'm going to make this a series instead.

329 years ago... ( October 31st, 1693)

A loud sudden gust of wind and the noise of spooked livestock woke Thackery Binx from his bed. He turned to his left to check on his little sister, Emily Binx, who was no longer in her bed. He quickly gets dressed and exits the house to search for his sister.

A strange song can be heard in the background, but Thackery ignores it as he asks his neighbor Elijah about his sister's whereabouts, "Elijah! Elijah, Has Thee seen my sister, Emily?" "Nay, but look they conjure" Elijah replies pointing to the woods where purple smoke can be seen in the sky. "Oh God! The woods!!" Thackery exclaims as he and Elijah run down the road to get a better look. They see Emily following a witch into the woods, giggling. Thackery calls out to his sister, but she fails to hear him. "She's done for!" Elijah says only to be cut off by Thackery, "Not Yet! Wake my father! Summon the elders!! Go!"

Thackery shoves Elijah before he takes off into the woods, calling after Emily. As he runs, he fails to see the steep hill he's atop and falls all the way down, panting and groaning. As he collects himself, he looks up to see his sister follow the witch into a cottage where two other witches are waiting with a boiling cauldron of purple liquid.

Thackery sneaks up to the cottage and peaks through a window to see the three witches gather around his sister like hungry wolves. His sister catches a glance of him and her eyes widen raising the witches' suspicion. The eldest witch, Winifred Sanderson, looks out the window while the other two, Mary and Sarah Sanderson, go outside to look for the cause of the surprised expression on the child's face. Seeing nothing, Winifred sighs and says before shutting the window, "Oh look. Another glorious morning. It makes me sick!" She turns her back to the window calling for her sisters before commenting, "Must have been an imp"

Winifred walks over to her spellbook and talks to the oddly living book, "My darling! My little book." She carresses the book as she continues to speak, "We must continue with our spell now that our little guest of honor has arrived. Mary!" She gestures her younger sister to stir the cauldron resulting in some bickering that the youngest of the three, Sarah, was not helping. Only for Winifred to point out that Sarah had done her job already.

The book opens itself to the page that contains the recipe for the potion the witches are brewing. Winifred reads the recipe as Mary brews, "Bring to a full rolling boil. Add two drops oil of boil. Mix blood of owl with the herb that's red. Turn three times, pluck a hair from thy head. Add a dash of pox and a dead man's toe" As they brew Thackery sneaks into the cottage by climbing the water wheel and entering the second floor window. After adding the dead man's toe, Sarah and Mary start to mess around causing Winifred to scold the two "Will you two stop that! I need to concentrate."

"Sisters! Gather 'round. One thing more and all is done. Add a bit of thine own tongue" Winifred says as she and her sisters spit into the cauldron causing the liquid in the cauldron to turn green meaning the potion has successfully been brewed. "Tis ready for tasting! One drop of this and her life will be mine. I mean, ours" Winifred said as she gathered a bit of the potion into a spoon before turning to Emily, "Alright girl open up your mouth" Thackery stands up making himself known in an attempt to save his sister, "No!!!" he screams jumping down onto the floor to stop the witches.

"Get him you fools!" Winifred shouts at her sisters. They circle around the cauldron until Thackery decides to empty the potion onto the floor and use the empty cauldron to knock the other two witches to the floor. "Emily!!" he calls as he runs towards her, but Winifred uses her power to zap Thackery, causing him to fall to the floor in pain.

As the two get up from the floor, Mary notices that Emily, who had drank a bit of the potion before her brother intervened, was surrounded by a feint light. "Winnie, look." Mary said cheerfully. Winifred smiled, "Sisters prepare thyselves. Tis her life force. The potion works. Take my hands we will share her"

The three sisters stalk towards the child and inhale her life force leaving, Emily Binx dead slumped over in the chair. Thackery brings himself to his feet as the sisters revel in their newfound youthful appearance that has been gained by inhaling Emily's life force.

Winifred turns to Thackery and grits out, "Let's brew another batch!"

"You hag! There are not enough children in the world to make thee young and beautiful." Thackery says insulting Winifred. She and her sisters decide to punish him and look through the spell book for options, eventually settling on one. "His punishment shall not be to die but to live forever with his guilt" The three begin to chant a spell turning Thackery into a black cat.

Too late to save anyone, a mob arrives at the Sandersons’ door, and they capture the sisters to hang them in the town square. Thackery's father interrigates the sisters before the hanging about the fate of his son which the sisters laugh and say, "I don't know cats got my tongue"

Before the sisters die, however, they sing a song and cast a curse, making it so that it is possible for them to return to their sacred city one day. "Fools! All of you! my ungodly book speaks to you. On All Hallows' Eve when the moon is round, a virgin will summon us from under the ground!! Ohho! We shall be back and all the lives of all the children shall be mine." Winifred cackles before Thackery's father orders them to be hung.

Present Day... (October 31st, 2022)

The nine lovers sat around the fireplace listening to each other tell scary Halloween stories to the group having a competition to see who could scare each other the most. "C’mon, y/n, you're not scared of the Sanderson sisters, are you?” Minho teased their girlfriend softly. She scoffed even though she had buried herself in Changbin's strong arms, "No, it's just that story is creepy. I mean, who curses a boy to be alive forever"

The others laughed before Hyunjin spoke up, "It's not that scary. why don't we go to the old Sanderson house and see if the cat is still there?" "I don't know, Jinnie. Are you sure that's a good idea?" Y/n asked. The others tried to encourage her to go with them. Chan wrapped his arms around y/n, "Don't worry, baby girl, I'll protect you."

Y/n reluctantly agreed to go with her boyfriends to the witches' house. They all slid on their coats before they said goodbye to y/n's parents and left the house. As they walked, Seungmin told them random facts about the Sanderson Sisters. "Legend says that the bones of a hundred children are buried underneath these walls," Seungmin says. Y/N and Felix shivered, holding onto each other. "You're not making this any better, Minnie." y/n said quietly as she held onto Felix's hand and one of Chan's arms.

They laughed softly as they entered the old house that had once been a museum but ultimately was closed because of the spooky things that had happened there. Jisung flicked on the light switch turning on all the lights. "Woah, this looks so cool" Jeongin said as they looked around

Seungmin and Minho took turns telling the group about the witches. "This is the spell book of Winifred Sanderson. The book is bound in human skin and contains the recipes for some of her most powerful and evil spells," Minho said. "We get the picture," Changbin said softly.

"What's that?" Felix asked, pointing to a candle standing in the corner. ""That's the black flame candle," Seungmin said. Hyunjin walked over to it, "Black flame candle, made from the fat of a hangman. Legend says it will raise the spirits of the dead when lit by a virgin on Halloween night." Hyunjin chuckles, "So why don't we light the sucker and meet the old hags?" Y/N instantly shook her head, "Let's not and say we did."

Hyunjin goes to light it when Thackery Binx jumps onto him trying to prevent him from doing so. Hyunjin screams as he falls to the floor, "Stupid cat!" He stands up after prying Thackery off of him. "Okay Hyune, you've had your fun. It's time to go" Jisung says softly. "He's right it's time to go" Chan agrees. "Oh come on it's just a bunch of hocus pocus" Hyunjin says with a scoff shaking his head. "Jinnie I'm not kidding this time it's time to go," Y/n said taking Chan's hand in hers.

Hyunjin shook his head and lit the candle with his lighter, "JIN NO!" Felix said loudly. Y/n gasps as all the lights go out, the wind blew heavily, and the ground started shaking. Chan pulled her close as they looked at Hyunjin, "Looks like a virgin lit the candle."

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Prologue [ Welcome to the Villains' World ] Chapter four

“What is going on here?” the headmaster come and saw the 2 on the ground.

"Mr. Crowley" Florida said and pick up Grim into her arms "You see, one of your students came and make fun of us to the point that Grim couldn't handle and shoot ember at him but nothing bad happened since I already stop those two"

"Ah I see Miss Lumia, it's great that you stop something happen" Crowley look at the Ace "State your name and grade. Young man" Crowley demand.

"Ace Trappola... Freshman"

"Then listen well, Trappola. Your detention will be clearing 50 windows after class tomorrow"

Ace make a frown face. Than Crowley look at Florida.

"You can counting the cleaning Miss Lumia"

"Hai hai Mr. Crowley"

"Also can you please look to see if Trappola is clearing 50 windows"

"Of course Mr. Crowley"

At that Crowley is already disappear.

—Time skip— (I'm slowly losing idea)

|At the cafeteria|

"So now we have to wait for this dude to come" Grim said slowly falling asleep.

10 minutes pass...

...

..

.

20 minutes pass...

"Ace ain't even here yet! To make us wait, after what he did" Grime said in annoying voice.

"I left all my pokemon back at the dorm since I don't think anything will happens" Florida said didn't think that thing will be like this.

30 minutes pass...

"Ok that's it!! we gonna find him now!!" Grim and ready to find that ginger.

|At the hallway in the school|

While they trying to find Ace but they have to stop as well because of Florida's body.

"Hey! Ace! Get over here! Huh... Maybe there's really no one here?" Grim said while looking at the wall.

"Oh, I wouldn't say that, I'm here" the painting on the wall speaks.

"Bwaaah! That painting just talked!"

"Oh? I never though this school would have something like this" Florida said so normally about this.

"b-but it can talk!!" Grim said in a surprised voice.

"Don't call them it" "Don't call me it!!" Florida and the painting on the wall said at the same time.

"At least someone know how to respect a painting" The painting is quite happy about this. "Now, you seem to be searching for someone"

"Ah yes we looking for someone he has messy hair and a heart drawn on his face and his name is Ace" Florida answered.

"Ah, I know the one. A new student, I believe? Today was his first day at school. I think he went back to his dorm a while ago" The painting said.

"Myaaah! So it's true! He's tryin' to ditch us! Do you know which way he went?" Grim is angry about Ace just ditch them.

"The door to the dorms is in the eastern building" The painting tell.

"Let's go Florida" Grim said and run out.

"I hope I won't collapse" Florida said and try run after Grim.

|At the hall of mirrors|

Ace is there about to out back to his dorm but...

"AHA! GOTCHA, PUNK!" Grim said making Ace knows.

"Oh no! They saw me!" Ace run away.

"Stop right there, pal! You have to come back and do your punishment!!"

A boy with dark blue hair walking. "Outta my way!" Ace said while pushing the boy away.

"Hey! What gives?!" The boy turned away and saw Florida who just arrived but look like she about to collapse.

"Miss!! Are you—"

"Please... stop him... He's shirking... his cleaning... responsibilities" At that Florida sit down on the floor as her body can not take it right now.

"What? That's not right! But how to stop him? Like, freeze his legs? Or bind them with a rope? Or maybe I could... Hmm... No..." the boy with dark blue hair thinking but Grim can not wait anymore.

"I don't care how! Just do something! Anything!"

"Anything?! Anything, huh...

All right! Here goes anything! I summon thee... something heavy!" At that the boy summoned a cauldron on top of Ace.

"Bwaaah?! Wha?! A pot?!" Ace said in surprised. Grim laugh at Ace being squashed by a cauldron.

"A cauldron?! I wasn't expecting that. I may have overdone it this time..." the boy said.

"Ow... What are you bothering me for? You two didn't have to do so why bothering" Ace said, still under the cauldron.

"Headmage's orders" Florida said, still on the floor.

"What is his punishment?" the dark blue hair boy ask.

"Have to wash 50 windows, Nya!" Grim answers.

"What the, what did you do?"

"Just screwing with that furball a little and..." Ace said didn't want to continue.

"You insulted me and her!!" Grim said.

"And the fact that you use magic where the statues is, you could do a lot of damage if I didn't stop you" Florida add.

"Oh my!! After you managed to get into THIS school, how could you get in trouble on the very first day?!" The boy said.

"Oh, shut up. Who are you, anyway?" Ace said back.

"My name is Deuce. Deuce Spade. Don't you remember your own classmate? Uh..."

"You don't remember my name either, do you?"

"That's not the point! You shouldn't try to shirk an order from the headmage!"

"Yeah, yeah, message received... Fine, let's bang out the windows already"

|At the cafeteria|

Ace did clean 1 windows and knows that all the windows is clean. "Huh? Hey Florida"

"Yes?" Florida look at Ace.

"Why all the other windows is clean?"

"Oh yeah I just noticed" Deuce who joined as well because want to help Florida.

"Oh I guess Jolteon have cleaned it" Florida answer.

"Jolteon?... You mean that yellow creature thing"

"that yellow creature thing is Jolteon and HE like to clean a lot" Florida answered with annoying in her voice.

"If I know sooner I would come" Ace said.

"That because you are stupid" Grim said.

"Huh?! You want to said that again to my face!?" At that Grim run far away from Ace and he run after him. Florida and Deuce who saw have to run after but Florida stop and ask Deuce to run after them.

What Deuce saw is Ace and Grim use magic against each other and the magic that Ace blocked somehow hit the chandelier making fallen down.

"If the headmage finds out about this-" Ace said but got cut off by...

"If I find out about... what?, dear Trappola?" Crowley appeared with Florida.

"Oh my...." Florida said, didn't think that this will happen while she left all her pokemon back at the dorm.

"Now you've destroyed a chandelier?!

Enough. All of you are expelled"

"Whaaaaaaaaat?!" Ace and Deuce said at the time same.

"Headmage, please! Listen—"

"Then blame yourself for your own foolish behavior"

"I'll pay for the damages! However much it costs!" Deuce said trying so much not to get expelled.

"That chandelier is no mere light fixture.

It is magical chandelier. Its candles are powered by a magical energy source, enchanted so that they will burn for eternity.

It was created for us by a legendary artificer. Possibly their finest creation. It has been here since the school was established, and I imagined it would be here forevermore. Considering its historical value, I would estimate its worth to be no less than a billion thaumarks"

"A... A billion marks?!" Deuce said, feel like his soul just left his body.

"B-But I'm sure with your magical talent, sir, you could snap your fingers and fix it right up!" Ace ask.

"Even magic has its limits. Furthermore, its magestone - the figurative heart of any magical artifact - is cracked. A magestone cannot easily be replaced. I fear the candles of this majestic chandelier will never burn again." Crowley said.

"Is there a difference way like where the stone from?" Florida asked.

"The magestone that powered this chandelier was mined from the Dwarfs' Mine. If you can acquire a magestone with the same properties, it may be possible to repair it" Crowley answered.

"Thanks the 7, we still have a way, Then I'll go find a magestone! With your permission, sir!" Deuce said feeling a bit better.

"I should caution you that I cannot promise there yet remain magestones to find.

The mines were closed quite some time ago. It is quite likely that all of the magestones have already been mined"

"I will do anything to avoid expulsion, sir!"

"Hmmm... Very well, then. I will suspend your expulsion for a single night. But if you fail to return with a magestone by morning, then all of you are expelled"

"I understand, sir! Thank you very much for this opportunity!"

Ace sigh. "Fine, then. Let's hurry down there, find a magestone, and get this whole thing done with"

"You should be able to reach the Dwarfs' Mine instantly by using one of the gates in the Mirror Chamber"

"Yes sir!"

After that the headmage disappear.

"Ace come with me" Florida said, taking ace by his hand.

"Wait, why you need me?" Ace asked.

"I don't trust you with Grim and I need someone to go to my dorm because I don't know if my body will collapse" Florida answered.

"Ok ok"

"Meet you 2 at the mirror chamber" Florida said to Grim and Deuce and left with Ace to the Ramshackle dorm.

|At the mirror chamber|

"Oh!! Look Florida and Ace is here on? something" Deuce said.

"That goat again!!" Grim said.

"Ok, we're all here now" Florida said still on her pokemon and Sylveon is beside Gogoat as well.

"Let's go, Dark Mirror! Take us to the Dwarfs' Mine!" Deuce said.

At that the dark mirror take all of them to..

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Chapter three, Chapter five

[nyxnightshade1332]

Expectations When Expecting (Prologue)

Chapter 11

Chapter 12:

Yuu arrived in time to see Ace running away from an increasingly pissed off cat. It would have been comical, had she not experienced first hand exactly how destructive the two were when fighting.

"No way are you gettin' out of this! You think I WANNA wash windows?" Grim spat, his dark gray fur bristling.

Ace rushed past her before promptly shoving some poor student to the side. "Outta my way!" He yelled, attempting to make a beeline for the mirrors.

"Hey! What gives?!" Cried the dark haired boy from the floor. Yuu quickly made her way to him, offering her hand to help him up.

"I'm so so sorry about those two..." She stated, tears of frustration suddenly threatening to pool in her eyes. Dammit. "I don't mean to be a bother, but... Please help us stop him!" She pleaded.

The boy seemed surprised at what she was asking of him, but did not question it much.

"You want me to cast a spell to stop him?" He asked, pausing to think. "Like, freeze his legs? Or bind them with a rope?" He suggested. "...Maybe I could... Hmm... No..." He muttered.

"I don't care how! Just do something! Anything!" Grim hissed urgently.

The boy, thankfully sensing the urgency, cried out. "Anything?! Anything, huh..." His blue eyes widened in realization before he nodded with newfound resolve.

"All right! Here goes anything!" He lifted a pen topped with a shining red stone. It sparkled beautifully in the lights of the hall of mirrors. "I summon thee... something heavy!" He called out, casting at a space directly above Ace.

As quickly as the boy had called it, a large, obsidian pot materialized out of thin air and was sent crashing down on the running body of Ace. The loud CLANG! It made as it landed was enough to snap her out of her daze, enough to hear the pained groans from the victim, and Grim's hysterical cackling.

"Look, Yuu, look! That Ace guy got crushed beneath a giant cauldron! It squashed him flat!" He pointed out, a mocking tone directed at the flattened ginger. "That's what you get!"

Yuu blinked once, then twice, completely silent.

"A cauldron?! I wasn't expecting that. I may have overdone it this time..." She heard the helper boy from beside her murmur.

"Yeah, just a bit." Her voice was squeaky from the shock. She looked over to Ace, who let out another groan of pain before squirming beneath the cauldron.

"What are you bothering me for? You guys coulda just banged out the work yourself!" He groaned, struggling.

The Lion, the witch, and the audacity of this bish- She snapped herself out of the shock, storming up to Ace's form.

"What the hell?! There's no 'banging out' a hundred windows!" She growled, eyes narrowed.

"You have to wash a hundred windows as punishment? What the heck did you do?!" Helper boy yelped from behind her.

"I was just screwing with that furball a little." Ace stated, dragging himself out from beneath the cauldron. "... and the statue of the Queen of Hearts got a teeny bit charred. Sue me."

"You did what?! You damaged a statue of the Great Seven?! No wonder he flew off the handle at you!" The dark haired boy remarked.

"You know damn well that it wasn't just 'a little'.'" She glared. "You also launched me across the damned courtyard!"

Her statement made the student's eyes widen. "Dude, what the heck?! After you managed to get into THIS school, how could you get in trouble on the very first day?!" He yelped, sending Ace a semi-accusatory look.

"Oh, shut up. Who are you, anyway?" Ace grumbled, returning the look with a glare.

The student straightened his posture, taking on more of a military-style pose. "My name is Deuce. Deuce Spade." He announced before relaxing his posture. "Don't you remember your own classmate? Uh..." He seemed to blank on Ace's name.

"You don't remember my name either, do you?" Ace smirked.

"That's not the point! You shouldn't try to shirk an order from the headmage!" Deuce explained, dismissing his previous blunder.

"Yeah, yeah, message received... Fine, let's bang out the windows already." Ace straightened his tie, and cuffs before stopping, noticing something.

Grim sure has been quiet... Oh."Don't tell me..." She grumbled, turning to look at the spot where the little furball was meant to be standing.

"The furball! He's gone!" Ace yelped. There was a loud, familiar cocky laugh that echoed from the halls.

"I'll let you two handle the rest! See ya, suckers!" Yuu felt anger swell in her chest like a hot air balloon.

"Gosh darn it Grim!" She growled. "You are so DEAD once I get my hands on you!"

"You caught me so YOU could run away yourself?!" Ace snarled, snapping his neck to look at Deuce.

"Hey! You there! Uh... Juice?" He hesitated.

"My name isn't 'Juice'. It's Deuce! With a D!" He retorted, glaring at Ace.

"This is partially your responsibility, you know! So help me catch that little furball!"

"How is this my responsibility?!"

The two bickered for a moment, Yuu's eyes welling with tears rapidly. She ignored them, opting to start running before she broke down in front of them. She refused to cry in front of them.

"Ugh! You know what?! I'm going to get his stupid ass!" She yelled, turning on her heel and taking off.

Please, my baby, please be okay. I know things are stressful... but I'll do my best... I'll keep you safe.

She felt the tears of frustration, fear, and grief pour down her cheeks as she ran, her vision quickly blurring. Soon enough, she'd lost vision of the boys and the cat monster. Why is everything collapsing so suddenly?! Her mind wailed, making her heart pound painfully. She ran blindly, unsure of where she'd directed herself.

It didn't take long before Yuu collided with a very strong figure.

"Oh! Est-ce que ça va?" The voice itself was deep and over the top, however it seemed genuine enough to her.

"I'm sorry." She attempted to clear her vision, feeling a careful hand guide her to sit.

"Are you alright?" The voice repeated, heavily accented.

"... Kind of? I don't know." She responded. "First, I end up here. Now, I've lost my stupid runaway cat." She rubbed her eyes, keeping her vision downcast."

"Oh! Non!" She heard the person cry. She saw tan hiking boots stop in front of her before the nice man kneeled. A gloved hand offering her a purple cloth, a handkerchief. "Use this!"

"O-oh. Thank you..." She responded, awkwardly taking the purple handkerchief. She felt bad at the idea of using it, so she clung to it, attempting to ground herself.

Surprisingly, not long after, the man in front of her did something completely strange. He lay down at her feet, facing her.

His face had nearly perfect skin (the kind that Yuu could only dream of having), perfect makeup, curious emerald eyes, and the smoothest looking bob she'd ever seen in her life. She floundered, her eyes wide in surprise.

"Bonjour." He gave her a playful smile, making her yelp and scramble backward. She heard his deep chuckle as he shot back up.

"I am Rook Hunt!" He gave a theatrical bow as soon as he was on his feet. "Enchanté!"

Yuu blinked. "Wow. Um... Nice to meet you too? My name is Yuu." She introduced herself, shaking off the strangeness of the meeting.

"Beauté! Your name is beautiful, monsieur!" She felt herself smile at his cheerful tomfoolery, picking up his handkerchief and placing it into her pocket.

"Hehe. Thank you." She offered him a tentative smile before her memory returned. "Oh shoot!" She cried, shooting to her feet, ignoring the dizzying feeling. "I have to find Grim!"

The young man took her side in an instant, noting her dizziness and helping her steady herself. "J'aiderai. I will help!" He offered. "May I ask what your 'Grim' looks like?"

She paused, considering his help for a moment. "He looks like an ordinary cat with dark gray fur and a white patch. He's got a forked tail and brilliant blue eyes. You'd be able to tell him apart from most because of his fiery ears." She informed Rook urgently.

His emerald eyes met hers and he gave her a nod. "Oui! Let us embark on a quest to find Monsieur Grim!"

Chapter 13

[yourgildedcage]

In Case of an Overblot

Part I

Synopsis and Notes:

Art featured is by @egophiliac on Tumblr

(This is my side blog from @decemebercircus )

A part of the Twisted Wonderland Multiverse (Au) Collection

This story is set in a universe where overblots happened a bit differently, each defeated overblot drops an additional "trophy" besides the Overblot stone.

Sorry for anyone who is out of character. I tried my best.

This fic was initially made before the release of chapter 7 so Malleus's Unique Magic "Wheel of Fate" is non canon.

Synopsis:

Yuuta has gone home and Malleus has snapped like a glow stick and sent Azul far away. Who will come together and bring back our favorite octopus?

"Wheels! These invaders threaten your existence! Defend yourselves!" Malleus stated suddenly.

In response a dozen of the wheels stopped, launched themselves into the air and flew toward the students.

Likewise, the students or teachers of whose Wheels were 'fighting" slumped to the ground unable to move. Among them being Jack, Riddle, Professor Trein, Coach Vargas, Ruggie, and Vil.

Not wanting them to get hurt Epel began to use his unique magic Sleeping Kiss to put them all in glass coffins. He didn't know what would happen if an attack caused their physical bodies to be crushed or harmed in some way.

Kalim doused out the lime green fire with his unique magic Oasis Maker. Unfazed Malleus simply generated more, ignoring Rook's arrows by gracefully dodging them and Sebeks lightning.

"Hmph what a bore," he yawned, the black ink markings increasing and becoming additional scale markings on his hands. Or maybe it was showing the places where magic normally would have hid them.

'The overblot has changed him so much!' Lilia noted with a shiver. He stepped forward readying his weapon hoping he didn't injure Malleus too seriously.

"Ah ah ah, where do you think you're going, Lilia?" Malleus smiled, it wasn't… it wasn't a kind smile like he was used to.

A few thorns tightly wrapped around Lilia who struggled and Silver hurried to cut him alose.

"I summon thee! Cauldron!" Deuce yelled.

Malleus, clearly on the overblot high, snorted like it was a joke and teleported out the way.

"Come now, 'Deucey' What do you take me for?" He raised his arms in a semi shrug position.

"Trey -kun!" Cater called seemingly genuinely concerned that the mass of thorns were going to impale Trey.

Several shadows from the other students stopped the thorns by holding them in a vice grip.

"Mr. Sam!?" Trey blurted, shocked. " Well little imp, can't have you dying on school grounds," Mr. Sam grinned, his purple eyes reflecting both amusement and awareness of the dangerous situation. 

A few dozen feet away, Floyd pulled Riddle out of the path of a wheel. Based on the decorations and flickering images visible between the bars, it was Vil's.

Deuce and Leona deflected the onslaught of the incoming Wheels. Deuce using his unique magic to block the force of the attack, Leona with a simple wind spell. Especially since using his own unique magic would destroy the wheel.

"Defying fate itself, so it seems you are among the few able to do so," Malleus smiled thinly.

Leona rolled his eyes. "What I did was nothing special anyone can block–"

"I see, you have potential, but you won't act on it." Malleus mock lamented.

Leona stayed quiet.

"Just shut up already!" Leona snapped grabbing Malleus's jaw. The boy didn't look stunned. Just amused.

Leona could bet that if he moved his hand he could see Malleus smirking.

"Are you ready?" Jamil asked.

"Yes I've waited a long time to get to say this." Azul smiled confidently.

With a graceful motion Malleus knocked Leona's hand away. A slight chuckle slipped out of Malleus's throat. His expression reflecting the infamous malevolent nature of his predecessors.

"Off with your Head!" Riddle said some considerable distance away.

Malleus stopped and staggered away from Leona in surprise. His hand flew to his collarbone in shock. Around his neck a familiar black and red heart shaped collar snapped in place. Successfully sealing most of his powers -even if for a few minutes.

Riddle earned Malleus's attention by looking genuinely impressed that his spell worked.

He glared at Riddle in slight confusion. He should not be able to move, his wheel was still attacking Jamil, Azul and Kalim al-Asim… wasn't it?

He narrowed his eyes and regained his stance. He flipped some hair out the way and deadpanned.

Immediately the ground shuddered and trembled, spires wrapped in thorns popped up in random places -but never on the tracks for the Wheels of Fate. Riddle stumbled and lost his balance.

"Why's he still able to use magic?" Jamil asked, holding Kalim and in turn Azul, steady.

"I apologize," Azul sighed "I'm doing the best I can," Kalim looked at Azul as he narrowly ducked a spire that sprang up just then. "you're doing everything you can and that's what matters!"

"Malleus should be weakened somewhat, right?" Ace asked.

Azul nodded quietly. Then ducked a wheel whizzing by.

"Imma be right back," Ace said casually earning a confused look from Kalim.

Ace approached Malleus, surprising half the students still fighting. He inhaled deeply, looked Malleus in the eye and swiftly punched him in the jaw.

Leona took a picture. He got a perfect image of Ace's fist connecting to Malleus's jaw, which he seemed proud of.

"I get you're angry that Yuuta left but so what? We're all angry! Nothing we can do to change that! Don't take out the frustration on us!" He snapped.

Malleus looked surprised, he'd staggered about a foot backwards

"So you all .. feel the same?"

Yeah but we accepted Yuuta's decision. They're tired of the Overblots and if they were here they'd be forced to stop you too!" Ace pointed.

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The Riddle who imitated and lip synced Azul's words vanished. Revealing he was a clone made by Cater's unique magic Split Card. The real Riddle stood next to Trey acting as a guard and setting on fire thorns that got too close. Floyd by his side holding his arm so he didn't fall.

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"I can hold Riddle's Unique magic on Malleus for three minutes" Azul stated. "Any longer than that and I'd be pushing my limit."

"Because of Malleus fighting against you?" Ace asked.

"I was thinking more of how much magic that would consume and the amount of blot I'd accumulate but yes I factored in that valid point as well."Azul pushed up his glasses.

"That's way longer than I would manage against an opponent like Malleus." Riddle acknowledged.

Leona narrowed his eyes. "That's not a large window. But I guess it's better than the thirty seconds I estimated you would last." Riddle scowled at that comment.

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"So it's you," Malleus panted. His hair looked messy and he was using his staff to help him stand a little.

Leona didn't want to admit it but disheveled Malleus looked kinda hot. It was quite a change from his normal self. Seeing Malleus uncomposed and unstable was sending messages -things it shouldn't be.

"That was quite clever, I didn't realize at first that it wasn't Riddle who cast it" he glanced at Riddle who was being helped by Trey to stand up.

'I assume your unique magic has come into play," Malleus smirked.

"It's a Deal, right?" He smirked.

"How about a new Deal? I'll Pretend that little attempt and insult didn't happen –it's quite a generous offer I could kill you for that attempt on my life you see-  And you disappear?" Malleus offered.

A drop of sweat slid down Azul's face.

"I–"

Azul yelped as a ghostly lime green chain connected his ankle to his own Wheel of Fate as it fell through the portal, dragging him along with it. Much to the shock and horror, to the others; especially to Jade and Floyd who were too far away to do anything, Azul fell through.

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Azul landed with an unceremonious thud. Ugh he sprained his ankle in the fall.

Lovely.

He sat up ignoring that his dorm uniform cost which he wore like a cape fell off.

His eyes scanned the vast white and grey desert, the faded blue sky.

Oh no.

No no no.

He heard of this place in stories growing up.

World's End.

Sailors called it Davy Jones locker.

Modern humans call it Twisted Hell.

"No …" Azul whispered, his eyes already straining in the harsh light and vagueness of his surroundings.

Not hard to reach, but impossible to escape.

Azul's heart sank.

No one ever came to World's End.

No one was coming to rescue him.

Even worse, he couldn't even rescue himself.

~To be continued in part II~

To be cross posted on Ao3 and Wattpad

[adarkrainbow]

Disney fairytales: Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs (2)

# After all of these considerations about Snow White and the Dwarfs, let’s return to our Evil Queen, shall we? Disney, in its/his process of removing the most violent and disturbing elements of the original fairy tales, notably did a spell to the fate of Snow White’s “heart”. In the movie the Queen merely keeps it as a form of trophy, to make sure the deed was done and Snow White was indeed destroyed. But in the original tale, despite asking the heart as a “token”, the Queen is described as promptly cooking and eating it. 

# A big part of Disney’s treatment of the “evil queen” comes from how much more... “witchy” they make her be. In the original tale the queen is always referred to as a queen, a stepmother, a wicked woman, but never as a witch. She does own a magical object, her magic mirror, but many characters of fairytales happen to be normal people who own magical items. Her disguises in the story are all her just “painting her face” to look old and putting on the clothes of peddlers or peasants. Nothing magical in that. She does poison the apple - but it is never said to be magical, and poison was commonly used among European aristocrats and royalty. Her first attempt at killing Snow White was just strangling her with laces, nothing fantastical. There was however a quick mention of witchcraft, during her second attempt at killing Snow White: the narration notes that she conjures up the poisoned comb through witchcraft, but it specifies she just knows a bit about those “arts”, and again she is never called a “witch anywhere”. But the unnatural nature of her poisons does seem to confirm a possible supernatural origin, as just removing the poisoned item from a direct contact with the victim is enough to reverse its effects. 

# Quick side-note: While everybody knows this today I still have to point it out. In the original tale, the wicked queen tries to kill Snow White three times. With body laces she uses to strangle the girl ; with a poisoned comb ; and with a poisoned apple. Due to time and budget contrainsts the movie only went for the final killing method, the poisoned apple. But as a result of the movie’s enormous success in America, for most of the 20th century people believed that the story of Snow-White ONLY had a poisoned apple in it, and ignored everything of the “three murders”. 

# So as I said previously, she is not a full witch in the original tale... But here, while again not called a “witch”, Disney pushed forward to have the character of the Evil Queen be much more “witchy”. Already with her very first scene being the use of the magic mirror: while in the original tale it is just a little rhyming game, here it becomes a full magic ritual, from the Mirror being surrounded by the zodiac signs to make it more “occult”, to the Queen using grand incantations to summon it “Slave in the magic mirror, come from the farthest space, from darkness I summon thee!”. Note that here the mirror is identified as simply being the vessel of a specific spirit (the slave in the mirror) appearing as a creepy face in the glass - it isn’t the mirror itself that answers the queen (so to speak). Another thing to note: the summoning of the mirror-spirit is done so with thunder, lightning and a burst of flames - all “devilish” signs that would later become a trend among Disney movie, use “devil” archetypes and traits to make the villains more “demonic” in nature. 

If the mirror scene wasn’t enough, the making of the poison apple scene further drives the witch aspect. In the original tale the Queen just retires to a “small lonely secret room nobody goes to” to make her apple. Here, she actually descends into a laboratory deep in her dungeons filled with brewing potions, alchemist tools and old grimoires - she even keeps there a pet raven waiting on top of a skull, and brews the apple’s poison in a cauldron. The title of the numerous tomes she keeps hidden there clealry identifies the type of knowledge she dablles in: “Astrology”, “Sorcery”, “Alchemy”, “Black arts”, “Witchcraft”, “Black magic”, “Poison”... And to finally put the final nail to the coffin, so to speak: the Queen’s “disguise” is here reinventing as a transforming potion that literaly changes her body and voice, and turns her not just into an old peddler woman, but into a literal crone. She becomes the very typical picture of a witch: a cackling hag dressed in black with claw-like hands, a hunched back, a crooked chin and a hooked warty nose. In fact, there is a clear aesthetic here around how her “disguise” is actually the Queen’s true self revealed openly. She thinks she is hiding her real identity, when in truth she is simply showing what her true soul is. 

# The Disney movie also wanted to make sure people understood the queen’s character was TRULY evil - beyond just pure vanity, practicing witchcraft and... you know, TRYING TO KILL A LITTLE GIRL FOR PETTY REASONS. As such, when we look into the Queen’s dungeon, we find the skeletons of numerous dead prisoners - one that even seems to have died of thirst in front of a jug of water, something that the Queen takes a great delight in mocking.

# In the original story, Snow-White actually dies when she bites into the poisoned apple, and her “resurrection” is accidental, as a stumbling when her coffin is carried dislodge the bite of apple stuck in her throat - just like with the poisoned comb earlier in the story, it seems the poison of the apple is a fantastical “contact poison” whose “death” oly exists when the poison item is in contact with the victim. Disney, to make the story much more delicate and romantic, decided to completely reshape it all. Notably the death inflicted by the poison is explicitely referred to as the “sleeping death”, a type of “death” that actually leaves the victim alive, but closes their eyes “forever”, stops their breath and “congeals” the blood in their body, resulting in a sleep-like state that makes other people believe the victim is dead. As for the “antidote” to the poison, it is specified to be a love kiss: this is an element taken straight out of the “Sleeping Beauty” fairytale, and another one of those “fairytale add-ups” the movie collects over time. An interesting thing to note however is that in popular culture the magical kiss solving everything is a “true love kiss”... NO! In the original movie, it is explicitely said that the antidote to the poison is a “Love’s First Kiss”, which narrows it down A LOT. 

Another element completely removed from the Disney adaptation is how in the original tale only half of the apple was poisoned, a delicious “red cheek”, while the other cheek, white, was un-poisoned. It was how the queen tricked Snow White into eating the fruit, by cutting it in half and eating the white half herself. In the Disney version the entire apple is poisoned. 

# In the original tale, the first two times the Queen comes to tempt Snow White the girl disobeys the dwarfs and let the stranger in the house due to how pretty what she offers look ; by the third time she learned her lesson and only speaks to her by the window - but still gets tricked by the “cut the apple in half” plan. In the Disney version, Snow-White does stay obedient to the dwarfs by refusing to let the old woman enter... at first. But the Queen plays on Snow White’s natural kindness to be invited in the house, by pretending to be weak and thirsty after being attacked by Snow’s bird friends - this significant change keeps in with Disney’s intent of showing that the most admirable thing with Snow White is her great love and kindness ; but we see here that it is also her flaw, as this is what people exploit to enact their evil plan. The second ruse of the Queen also relies on another “positive trait” of Snow-White from before: her willingly to believe in dreams coming true, and her never-flinching hope. The Queen pretends that the apple is magical and can make Snow’s deepest desire come true - a parallel to the wishing well from the beginning of the movie ; and this prompts Snow to bite into the poisoned fruit. It is in fact very interesting to see some sort of self-awareness of the movie when it comes to their characterization of the princess: they decide to make kindness and hope her two greatest qualities, presenting as a virtuous example a girl who loves everyone and lives by her dreams... And yet, the movie also makes it clear that these are ALSO the flaws that evil people can use against her, by playing on her pity to let themselves in her life and using her desires to be loved as a way to kill her. 

# As an additional note: I talked about the use of other famous fairytales such as Rapunzel, Cinderella and Sleeping Beauty in this rendition of Snow White... But not many people point out that the plan of the Queen is itself a dark and twisted reimagining of another famous fairytale: “Diamonds and Toads”. A fairytale so popular and famous its very basic became an “archetype” of fairytales. Help a poor old lady, give her water and be kind with her - she will reward you with a magical item to obtain your happily ever after. It is one of those enormous fairytale cliches everybody knows - and it is seemingly on this “rule” that the Queen plays... with the twist being that the elder lady is not a kind fairy in disguise, but a lying and murderous witch. 

# It is also very interesting to note that the movie plays on a tension when it comes to the biting scene. We see the dwarfs being alerted of the Queen’s presence as she enters their home, and they rush towards the cottage while the Queen tricks Snow into eating the fruit: back then, the story was still fresh and unkown enough for people to actually wonder “Will the dwarfs arrive in time? Will Snow White be saved?”. It was a legitimate moment of tension back then - while today everybody knows the outcome of the story.

# Another big change with this movie is the death of the wicked queen. In the story the Queen in her hag form ends up hunted down by the angry dwarfs through the wood - in a clear reversal of Snow White’s own terrified run through the forest. She tries to destroy the dwarfs, but she gets killed crushed by the very own rock she tried to throw onto them. The idea of a villain unwillingly causing their own death is traditional of fairytales - but here it isn’t the Evil Queen’s fault. Rather she dies because lightning happens to randomly strike where she is... As soon as the Queen wins, the sunny and bright day turns into a rainy storm, to show that the Queen’s victory brings darkness and chaos into nature - but in a twist, this disorder of the natural order seems to be working against the Queen, rather than with her, as the rain makes her flight harder and ultimately the lightning itself causes her death. I said Disney took inspiration from Lady Macbeth for the Evil Queen: the vile actions of a wicked royal causing chaos and storms in nature is a typical Shakespearian theme, and here with a slightly more Christian reading you actually understand this lighting is actually somehow nature/God/Good’s strike at the Evil Queen, karma basically punishing her for this time going much too far by actually “killing” Snow White. 

And of course, the Queen dying by falling from a high cliff was to be but the start of a long tradition of Disney villains falling to their deaths...  In the original tale, the Queen’s death was much MUCH more ghastly... Because she met her fate much later, after returning as the “fairest ruler” of her kingdom for quite some time: learning by her mirror that the new Queen about to marry nearby is even fairer than her, she goes to the wedding feast, only to discover Snow White alive... and the Princess and the Prince prepared for her iron shoes... red-hot iron shoes... I’ll let you imagine how this play outs. No need to tell you, Disney didn’t want such a gruesome ending.

# The rest of the movie plays in a quite faithful ways, from the glass coffin to the cries of the dwarfs... I want to point out that while there is no animal mourning Snow White in the original tale, due to the whole “princess friend of animals” being entirely invented by Disney ; BUT the Grimm story does point out that three birds come mourning Snow White in turn: an owl, a raven, and a dove. (All three birds that actually appear at different moments in the movie - the doves surrounding Snow White in the beginning, the raven pet of the Queen, and the scary owl during Snow’s flight through the woods). 

# The ending however is completely changed. As I said before, they decided to make the love story between Snow and the Prince being more realistic by having the two meeting before and falling in love previously: similarly the movie decides to correct the “randomness” of the prince arrival by having him actually “searching far and wide” for Snow White, and ending his quest when he heard of the “maiden sleeping in the glass coffin”. I talked previously about the kiss: interestingly the Prince does not kiss Snow White in the hope of waking her, believing her dead like everybody else - he kisses her to express his love to the maiden he could never live with, and as a form of funeral respect before beginning to kneel in mourning like everyone else. 

No need to tell you this romantic and charming ending was created to avoid the more bizarre one of the Brothers Grimm: the prince just happened to ask hospitality at the dwarfs’ house one night. Discovering the coffin he became struck by Snow White’s beauty and became enamored with her even though she was dead ; he tried to buy her from the dwarfs but they refused any kind of payment ; so he ended up confessing his mad love, feeling he could not live without seeing her again, and they agreed to give her to him as a “gift”, in exchange of the promise to treat her as his “most beloved possession”. The “resurrection” was just as accidental as in the Disney movie, but a bit funnier as it is a servant carrying the coffin that stumbles, knocking the corpse and dislodging the apple - and the Prince, discovering Snow alive, promptly asks her to marry him.

# Oh yes, I need to point this out before finishing this analysis: The fact that the Prince’s castle appears surrounded by clouds in the sky, golden and surrounded by rays to mimicking a raising sun, has been interpreted by MANY conspiracy theorists as meaning the Prince was Death, his castle Heaven and that Snow White never woke up but simply died from the poison and was carried away... While Disney clearly intended to add a “fantastical heaven” feeling to the Prince’s castle, they certainly did NOT want people to believe Snow White was dead and the Prince was the Grim Reaper.

[satanicpagan-666]

What can I say! It's a witch thing!!

I summon unto thee!

I invoke unto thee!

I call upon the elements air to strike down all negativity and fire to burn as I ask for The Cauldron to churn ignorance of sensetivity of all its childish acts like a little worm may you all squirm as your pitiful tides begin to turn upside down as you fall as Mighty mighty mighty Hecate heeds our call

EN SIGMA ET IN HOC VINCES ET SIGNOS AETURNUM SHAMIN

As so it is done.. So Mote It Be!

[magicalgardenofhypnosis]

In Love With A Demon

Part 1 - 3

I felt more then enough all go this crap had weight over me taking it’s toll.

Upstairs in my grandparents attic I climb up to start drudging through everything in sight

Rummaging through box after box till I found a strange totem (a book of spells.

Opening to the front page I find myself at the index.

Grabbing a few ingredients and essentials I flip to the main page.

“Ok then, cauldron, fire, water, magical stipe and a spell.”

I crack up a bit feeling myself the cauldron hit the stand, the fire is lit, the smoke rises and I begin.

“Dragon nails, human skin, animal hair and the essence of beauty.”

“I summon thee a demon among men to be at my defense.”

“Destroy all mine enemies”

“Make them suffer”

“Fall before”

Part 4 - 6

“Who would you like to me vanquish?”

“All of my enemies in one stroke.”

“Nah! I can’t do it”

“No way in hell”

“What do you mean?”

“I summoned you”

“I am not at your beck and call”

“Why are you sitting down?”

“Get out then”

“Mwahahahahaha! I will leave when I feel like it.”

“I think I’ll sit this one out”

“I can’t leave until I fix this”

“I need to fill your need”

“I can do better though”

“How about this?”

Part 7 - 9

He stood up his eyes fire raging in his eyes it is so amazing with his lips approaching.

His arms grab my waist swift push in his silky touch shoving me forward.

Our lips touch connecting with each other as we make out.

Our bodies so connect hands going awry moving over each other.

“I want you right now, I want to make love to you.”

“I have had my eyes on your for awhile.”

“Oh yeah? What the fuck?”

“I love you”

“Kiss me, KISS ME NOW”

“Mmmmmm you taste so sweet for a devil”

“I am demon not a devil”

“We can still love you”

The end

[gloriabomfim]

Certainly, here's a transcript of the actions and dialogues for Part 1 of the story:

Scene: Edmund's Castle at Sunrise

The scene begins with Edmund's coffin in a dimly lit chamber. The first rays of sunlight creep through the cracks in the walls, illuminating the room.

Edmund: (Startled) No, no, not again! (His red eyes widen in fear.)

Edmund frantically scuttles out of his coffin and across the chamber floor, seeking shelter from the advancing sunlight.

Edmund: (Panic in his voice) I must hide! The sun… it's coming for me!

He rushes behind a heavy, tattered curtain, the light casting eerie shadows on his vampire form.

Edmund: (Whispering to himself) Curse this daylight. I am a creature of the night, and the sun is my eternal enemy.

Edmund peers out from behind the curtain, watching as the room becomes progressively brighter.

Edmund: (Desperation) Night, please return to me soon!

As the scene fades, Edmund remains hidden, his red glowing eyes reflecting his horror and discomfort in the daylight.

Certainly, here's a transcript of the actions and dialogues for Montages 1 through 10 as Edmund attempts to get rid of the sun/daytime but ultimately fails:

Montage 1: "The Dark Incantation"

Edmund is seen in a dimly lit chamber, surrounded by ancient books and scrolls. He mutters incantations in a hushed tone, trying to banish the sun.

Edmund: (Whispering) "By the power of darkness, I command thee, sun, to vanish!"

The sun outside remains unaffected, shining brightly.

Montage 2: "Cobweb Curtains"

Edmund labors to hang enormous cobweb-covered curtains across every window in his castle.

Edmund: (Grim determination) "These curtains will shield me from the accursed sun!"

The sunlight still manages to pierce through tiny gaps.

Montage 3: "Daytime Elixir"

Edmund concocts a mysterious potion in a bubbling cauldron.

Edmund: (Hopeful) "This elixir shall turn day into night!"

He sprinkles the elixir outside, but the sun persists.

Montage 4: "Solar Shield"

Edmund constructs a giant, shield-like structure with dark, reflective surfaces.

Edmund: (Confidence) "This shall deflect the sun's rays!"

The sun's rays reflect off the shield, intensifying the brightness.

Montage 5: "Shadow Dance"

Edmund dances in a desperate attempt to create shadows that blot out the sunlight.

Edmund: (Frantic) "Dance, shadows, dance!"

The sunlight remains unwavering.

Montage 6: "Summoning Clouds"

Edmund stands atop his castle, arms outstretched, as he tries to summon dark clouds to obscure the sun.

Edmund: (Impatient) "Clouds, come forth and shield me!"

Clear skies persist.

Montage 7: "Nocturnal Allies"

Edmund gathers a group of vampire roaches in a ritualistic circle, hoping to amplify his powers.

Edmund: (Determined) "Together, we shall conquer the day!"

The sun's brightness only intensifies.

Montage 8: "Desperate Bargain"

Edmund is seen in a gloomy, candlelit chamber, attempting to make a pact with a mysterious entity.

Edmund: (Desperation) "I'll give anything to rid myself of the sun's torment!"

The entity remains silent, and the sun endures.

Montage 9: "Final Stand"

Edmund stands at the tallest tower of his castle, challenging the sun with all his might.

Edmund: (Defiant) "I am the lord of darkness, and I shall banish you!"

The sun sets as usual, unfazed by his defiance.

Montage 10: "Acceptance"

Edmund, exhausted and defeated, watches the sun set from a window.

Edmund: (Resigned) "I cannot control the day. But the night… the night is mine."

As the sun disappears beyond the horizon, Edmund's red eyes reflect a mix of sorrow and acceptance.

The final montage signifies Edmund's acknowledgment that he cannot rid himself of the sun/daytime, but he has found peace in embracing the night.

Certainly, here's a transcript of the actions and dialogues for Montages 11 through 19 as Edmund continues to attempt to get rid of the sun/daytime but ultimately fails:

Montage 11: "The Forbidden Tome"

Edmund discovers an ancient, forbidden tome hidden deep in the catacombs of his castle.

Edmund: (Eager) "This tome holds the secrets to defeating the sun!"

He starts reading, hoping to find a solution, but the sun persists outside.

Montage 12: "Eclipse Ritual"

Edmund prepares an intricate ritual involving dark symbols and candles, hoping to conjure a solar eclipse.

Edmund: (Determined) "The sun will be veiled by the moon's shadow!"

The sun remains unaffected, shining brightly.

Montage 13: "Shadows of Illusion"

Edmund utilizes his hypnotic abilities to cast illusions that make it appear as if the sun has disappeared.

Edmund: (Whispering incantations) "See not the sun, but darkness."

Despite his efforts, the real sun persists.

Montage 14: "The Vampire Council"

Edmund convenes a council of vampire roaches, seeking their collective power to banish the sun.

Edmund: (Urgent) "We must unite to overcome the day!"

The sun continues to rise, ignoring their efforts.

Montage 15: "Doomsday Device"

Edmund constructs a complex doomsday device, hoping to alter the rotation of the Earth.

Edmund: (Desperation) "This will change the course of time itself!"

The Earth remains unchanged, and the sun rises as usual.

Montage 16: "Plea to the Night"

Edmund climbs to the highest tower of his castle and raises his arms to the night sky, begging for assistance.

Edmund: (Tears in his eyes) "Night, hear my plea! Save me from this torment!"

The night remains silent as the sun rises.

Montage 17: "Bargain with the Undead"

Edmund attempts to strike a bargain with other supernatural beings, including ghosts and ghouls, to help him conquer the day.

Edmund: (Desperation) "I need allies who can defy the sun's grasp!"

But the sun remains unyielding.

Montage 18: "The Final Confrontation"

Edmund, exhausted and disheartened, confronts the sun one last time, using all his powers.

Edmund: (Defiant) "I will not be defeated!"

The sun sets as it always does, unswayed by his determination.

Montage 19: "Embracing the Night"

Edmund stands at the window, gazing at the setting sun with a mix of sadness and acceptance.

Edmund: (Whispering) "I cannot conquer the day, but the night… the night is where I belong."

As the sun disappears, Edmund finally acknowledges that he cannot rid himself of the sun/daytime. Instead, he finds peace and purpose in the eternal embrace of the night.

Of course, here's a transcript of the actions and dialogues for Montages 20 through 30 as Edmund continues his attempts to get rid of the sun/daytime but ultimately fails:

Montage 20: "Diving into Darkness"

Edmund delves deep into the catacombs of his castle, searching for ancient artifacts that may hold the key to vanquishing the sun.

Edmund: (Determined) "Hidden within these depths, there must be a solution."

Hours pass, but he emerges empty-handed as the sun begins to rise.

Montage 21: "Celestial Confrontation"

Edmund stands on a precipice, challenging the sun with all his supernatural might.

Edmund: (Fierce) "I will not submit to your tyranny, sun!"

Despite his defiance, the sun continues its ascent.

Montage 22: "Alliance of the Undead"

Edmund gathers an assembly of various supernatural creatures, including vampires, ghosts, and even a werewolf, in a desperate attempt to overpower the sun.

Edmund: (Hopeful) "Together, we can defy the day!"

The sun remains unyielding, shining down upon them.

Montage 23: "The Lost Ritual"

Edmund uncovers an ancient vampire ritual, said to hold the power to control the heavens.

Edmund: (Excited) "This ritual shall bend the sun to my will!"

Despite following the ritual meticulously, the sun rises as always.

Montage 24: "Prayer to the Night"

Edmund kneels in a moonlit chapel, praying fervently to the night itself.

Edmund: (Desperation) "Night, please save me from this torment!"

The night remains silent, and the sun begins to ascend.

Montage 25: "Tears of Blood"

Edmund weeps crimson tears in the darkness, hoping that his sorrow will move the cosmos.

Edmund: (Tears streaming down his face) "Let my tears drown the sun!"

But the sun remains untouched by his anguish.

Montage 26: "The Celestial Barrier"

Edmund erects an enormous, mystical barrier around his castle, hoping to shield it from the sun's rays.

Edmund: (Confident) "This barrier will keep the sun at bay!"

The sun's rays pierce through, illuminating his castle.

Montage 27: "The Forbidden Bargain"

Edmund ventures into the shadowy realm of dark spirits, seeking to make a forbidden bargain for control over the day.

Edmund: (Fearful) "I'll trade anything for power over the sun!"

The dark spirits remain silent, and the sun continues to rise.

Montage 28: "The Daytime Rebellion"

Edmund leads a rebellion of supernatural beings, attempting to overthrow the very concept of daytime.

Edmund: (Defiant) "Daytime, your reign shall end!"

Despite their efforts, the sun stubbornly rises.

Montage 29: "The Resigned Vampire"

Edmund, drained of hope, gazes out of a window at the dawning sun.

Edmund: (Quietly) "I cannot defeat you, but I can find solace in the night."

As the sun disappears, he accepts his fate.

Montage 30: "The Eternal Night"

Edmund stands beneath the moonlit sky, at peace with the night and his own nature.

Edmund: (Content) "I am a creature of the night, and in its embrace, I shall find my purpose."

The night stretches out before him, and Edmund, at last, embraces the eternal darkness.

Certainly, here's a transcript of the actions and dialogues for the final part of the story, where Edmund finds happiness in the nighttime after his struggles with the sun/daytime:

Scene: Edmund's Castle, Nighttime

The scene opens with the moonlight streaming into Edmund's chamber. He awakens from his slumber, his red eyes no longer filled with fear.

Edmund: (Softly) "Ah, the night, my true domain."

Edmund stretches his wings and scuttles to the window, gazing out at the starry sky.

Edmund: (Content) "The beauty of the night is unparalleled. Its serenity, its darkness, are all I need."

He opens the window, allowing the cool night breeze to waft in.

Edmund: (Smiling) "The gentle touch of the night's breeze is my comfort."

Edmund then descends from his chamber, moving through the castle, where other vampire roaches await him.

Vampire Roach 1: (Respectful) "Lord Edmund, you seem at peace tonight."

Edmund: (Warmly) "Indeed, my friends. The night has a way of healing even the deepest wounds."

The vampire roaches nod in agreement as they prepare to roam the castle together, reveling in the nighttime.

Vampire Roach 2: (Excited) "Shall we go for a midnight hunt, my lord?"

Edmund: (Eager) "Of course, my companions. Let us embrace the darkness and sate our hunger."

The vampire roaches and Edmund embark on their nocturnal adventure, disappearing into the shadows.

Scene: The Castle Grounds, Moonlit Night

Edmund and his vampire roaches can be seen hunting for prey under the moon's glow.

Edmund: (Whispering) "The night is our ally, and we are its guardians."

They move silently and swiftly, using their vampire powers to feed and transform others into creatures of the night.

Vampire Roach 3: (Satisfied) "The night truly belongs to us, my lord."

Edmund: (Proud) "Yes, my friends, and I am its servant."

As they continue their hunt, the moonlight bathes them in its gentle radiance, and Edmund's red eyes no longer reflect fear but a sense of fulfillment and belonging.

Narrator: (Closing) "Edmund, the vampire anthropomorphic cockroach, had accepted that he could not rid himself of the sun/daytime. Instead, he had found solace, purpose, and happiness in the embrace of the eternal night, where he and his vampire companions thrived."

The scene fades as they disappear into the night, and the story concludes with Edmund at peace in the realm he truly belongs.

[twistsandturnsroundwonderland]

“Hide me.”

Featuring Deuce, Cater, Sebek, Azul, and Leona

You round a corner, running at top speed. Out of sight for the moment, but you can still hear the rapid footfalls of your pursuers. You can’t keep running. You need somewhere to hide.

Freeze. Let’s go back to how you got into this mess.

It had been a perfectly ordinary morning, right down to the musical squabbling of Ace, Deuce, and Grim that so often accompanied your breakfast. You almost didn’t notice as the surrounding noise of the cafeteria died down, what with Grim’s yowling.

What was hard to miss though, was the thirty-odd students in white milling about near the cafeteria entrance. A flock of RSA students had descended upon the school, and you just knew this was going to be a headache.

For you specifically.

Sure enough, less than ten minutes after their arrival, you found yourself cheerfully and threateningly volunteered by the headmage into being the sole member of the welcoming committee, leading the RSA students on a tour of NRC. And they did like asking questions, about NRC, about the different dorms, about your studies here… right up until they decided that as the lone magicless student living in Ramshackle Dorm, you were in desperate need of rescuing. Whether you like it or not.

That was when you’d decided to run.

~~~

Deuce Spade

Poor Deuce. Almost as soon as you get to the courtyard, you run into him at full speed, knocking you both to the ground.

“Eh??? Prefect???”

“I need to hide. Now.” You don’t have time to explain; your mishap is giving the RSA students a chance to catch up and you’re left scrambling.

Deuce is scrambling just as much as you are, as wide-eyed as whenever Trein springs a pop quiz on your class, pulling out his magic pen because what else is there to do but-

“I summon thee cauldron!”

Everything is dark now. At least Deuce summoned the cauldron the right way down. All things considered, you’re fairly comfortable in your improvised hiding spot.

Deuce gets perilously close to entering delinquent mode when the RSA students ask where you went, practically yelling if they’d even asked your opinion on the matter.

Finally, the cauldron is rolled off of you, and you see Deuce’s face, sheepish but grinning, backlit by the sun.

“Sorry about that, Prefect.” He reaches out a hand to help you up. “It was the first thing I thought of.”

You grin back, taking the hand. “Hey, it worked, didn’t it? Sounds like honors student problem solving to me.”

After your compliment, nothing can deflate Deuce’s good mood for the rest of the day.

Cater Diamond

Cater is of course perusing Magicam when you sprint past. “Prefect? You… you okay there?”

“Cater. Help. RSA’s trying to kidnap me.” You skid to a halt, scrambling back a few feet to hide behind him, closing your eyes and bracing for impact. “Hide me.”

It’s not going to be enough, of course it’s not, you’re hiding behind one person, and-

The horde of RSA students thunders past, somehow not noticing you behind Cater. Wait, what? You open an eye.

Thank goodness for Split Card. You’ve successfully hidden behind a wall of five Caters.

“Leave it to Cay-Cay!” The five Caters say, posing in unison.

“Thank… you… hah.” You’re still breathing heavily when you hear the telltale click of the camera. “Cater?”

He shows you the picture, already on Magicam, captioned, “Someone’s too popular for their own good. #rsavisitsnrc #getyourownramshackleprefect #thisoneisours”

Sebek Zigvolt

Well. It’s Sebek. He’s not exactly subtle, and he’s not a fan of people running through the school.

(I love this goofy crocodile boy)

Just your luck. You’ve been dashing through the hallways trying to lose the RSA students when you come across Sebek. He steps in front of you at the last moment, and you scarcely avoid collision. It’s too late to avoid him entirely though.

“HUMAN! DON’T YOU REMEMBER THAT RUNNING IS EXPRESSLY PROHIBITED IN THE HALLWAYS!”

“Sh!! Sebek shh!!” You glance over your shoulder. “Can’t you save this lecture for later?”

“WHERE COULD YOU NEED TO BE SO URGENTLY ANYWAY?”

“Please Sebek just shush!! I have to-“

“NOTHING BESIDES SERVICE TO MALLEUS COULD REQUIRE SUCH DISREGARD FOR OTHERS MOVING IN THE HALLWAYS!” Oh for f-

“SEBEK I AM TRYING TO GET AWAY FROM THE RSA STUDENTS SO CAN YOU PLEASE! BE! QUIET!” You shout, every bit as loud as Sebek himself.

It is quiet. Dead quiet. You turn around. The RSA students have stopped behind you, staring in abject horror. Quick as a wink, you duck behind Sebek. It’s the least he can do, considering he got you caught.

“WHAT? MORE RUNNING IN THE HALLWAYS? AS GUESTS OF NIGHT RAVEN COLLEGE? YOU SHOULD BE-“

You’re not sure if Sebek fully caught onto your conundrum or if the RSA students have just earned a ticket to a typical lecture on decorum and Malleus Draconia, but you take the opportunity to sneak away.

You’ll thank him later.

Azul Ashengrotto

You’ve been avoiding your would-be rescuers all day, and you’d think they’d have gotten tired by now. Or at least needed to have gone back to RSA already.

You make a break for the mirror chamber and Octavinelle specifically.

You get to Mostro Lounge so close to opening that you are quite literally ducking under Jade’s arms to get in as he’s still opening the doors.

Not that you stick around long enough for him to say anything, instead making a beeline for your target.

Azul jumps when you throw open the door to the VIP room.

“Ah, Prefect.” He straightens up, seemingly relieved upon seeing that it’s just you. “You… you don’t have an appointment.”

“Azul, please.” You cross the room in an instant, slamming your hands down on his desk. “Hide me.”

“Hide… you?” He’s perplexed, but sure enough you can see the wheels turning in his brain on how to turn this to his advantage. “From what?”

You can hear Floyd exclaiming about the sudden influx of RSA students and know that you’re going to regret this.

“RSA students. One week of Mostro Lounge shifts. And excuse me.” You don’t really give the octopus a chance to counter offer before you crawl under his desk.

At least there’s more room under here when you’re not trying to fit Jack there too.

Leona Kingscholar

The botanical garden should be deserted at this hour, given that Crewel is busy teaching… your… class…

You make a mental note to beg for Epel’s notes later

But with all of the paths through the botanical garden, it makes it that much easier for you to get stuck between groups of RSA students

Off the path we go!

Meanwhile, a certain lion’s nap has been disrupted, and while he’s just waking up, Leona quickly pieces together what’s going on

You’re hiding behind some shrubs when someone picks you up, you letting out a shriek as you’re thrown over their shoulder and they start walking

“Quit screamin’, or do you want those pompous brats to find you?”

“Leona?!” You pause in your flailing, even more startled than you’d been a moment before.

“I said, quit screamin’.”

“Um… where are you… going?” He doesn’t respond as he navigates the botanical garden, and it strikes you that he probably knows it as well as Crewel himself. Leona easily avoids being spotted by any of the RSA students, who grow quieter as he - and by extension, you - get further away from them.

“Ack!” As unceremoniously as he’d picked you up, he drops you on the grass.

“They won’t find ya here.” A pause, as you stare, wide-eyed and wordless, up at Leona. “Tch. You’re welcome.” He says, stretching, cat-like, before flopping to the ground as well.

“Oh. Oh! Thank you. Um… Leona?” Your confused gratitude is replaced with pure confusion as Leona pulls you toward him.

“What? You’re ditchin’ class and the tour group already. You have nothin’ better to do.”

Yeah, you might be stuck as Leona’s pillow for a while.

[wormwoodandhoney]

If you are still doing book recommendations, can I ask some advice on book with witches? Classic, old school witches, with pointy hats and brooms, cats, cauldrons... it's just SO the right season and weather

I have. SO MANY. Witch books. Unfortunately I don't remember specific triggers for these, so do your research as needed!

Historical or fantasy witches

The Year of the Witches by Alexis Henderson is about Immanuelle, a biracial teenager living in Bethel. Bethel is a land ruled by the laws of the Prophet in which women live in submission and devotion. Immanuelle stumbles across her dead mother's journal, which reveals secrets of curses and magic. This book is dark and often upsetting, and really wonderful.

Witches Abroad by Terry Pratchett- if you're looking for old school, warty old witches with brooms and wit, the witches of Discworld are where it's at. This one I particularly like because it's about fairy tales.

The Once and Future Witches by Alix E Harrow - Possibly my favorite of the list?? A really dreamy, wonderful book about three estranged sisters who come together in magic. It's about the suffrage movement and thee importance of intersectional feminism- it doesn't shy away from the racism of the suffragettes, which I think is so important to confront. And there's a sapphic romance! It has this really cool vision of the Mother, the Maiden, and the Crone which I always have sort of had a tough time reconciling.

Romantic witches

Payback's a Witch by Lana Harper- Sapphic romance! A young woman returns to her magical small town in order to judge a competition among the powerful witch families. She intends to get revenge on her ex-boyfriend, one of the competitors, with the help of his other ex-girlfriends, also witches. She falls in love with one of these exes. I LOVED the setting of this one- if you're looking for a quirky small town with Halloween vibes, it's this one. The town is full of witches but it's also a tourist trap for Halloween-loving normals, so it's a really fun combination.

The Ex Hex by Erin Sterling - I have NOT read this one yet, it's on my list! A romance about a witch and her ex, obviously!

YA witches

Undead Girl Gang by Lily Anderson - Mila and her best friend Riley are amateur witches and when Riley is murdered, Mila casts a spell to bring her back to life. When doing so, she accidentally brings back two recently deceased mean girls from their high school. This one is fun, sort of wacky, and adventurous. Perfect if you want teen witch adventures.

Mooncakes by Suzanne Walker and Wendy Xu- A queer, graphic novel about a witch and a werewolf who fall in love. Super adorable! Lots of baking, small towns, and some fun monsters.

Cemetery Boys by Aiden Thomas - Brujos! Trans boy Yadriel is trying to prove to his family that he's a true brujo and in the process accidentally summons the ghost of a very handsome and very sweet and stupid boy. Big fan of this one! Marigolds and magic everywhere.

Other??

Cackle by Rachel Harrison - Annie has recently been dumped by her boyfriend of ten years, and she gets a new job in a small town. While she's recovering her broken heart, she means Sophie. Sophie is beautiful, magnetic, and takes Annie on as sort of a mentee. But the sweet townsfolk are afraid of Sophie, and Sophie's house has spiders and violent ghosts... This was pitched to me as a Hallmark movie if instead of the broken hearted protagonist falling in love, she meets a wicked witch who teaches her to embrace her inner darkness. And that's this. This book is about embracing your power, forgoing romantic attachments, and doing some dark magic. And the power of female friendship!!! Slightly spooky moments, but I wouldn't call it horror exactly.

[jonnyparable]

Cottage Hills : The Red Chamber Part II

Into the Woods

On the other side of the woods, Olkan the huntsman lives with his partner, Zack the Servo, unaware that Won has been hiding in their forest home.

Over the summer, Zack and Olkan got married, having met here in the woods last year when Mary came looking for clues about her father's whereabouts, and brought Zack along.

Zack was built by aspiring inventor, and blacksmith's apprentice, Gray, who initially designed him to help the locals with their work, but had to hide him away from his grouchy mentor Saibara, who hates new-fangled technology and robots. When Saibara did find out about Zack, he reported them both to the police for crimes against nature, but Harris ultimately decided that no real crime had been committed, and that Zack was free to live his life like any other contributing member of the community. Saibara never really warmed up to Zack however, and always considered him an abomination.

When Olkan proposed, however, Gray decided that Zack, like any other Sim, had the right to do what made him happy, and gave the pair his blessing. He was even there to give Zack away at their wedding. Besides, after seeing Saibara's response to Zack, Gray figured he would probably be better off living in the woods with Olkan, with no knowledge of the sinister events unfolding within its depths...

Servo and the Beast

Summer is over, and after living together for a while, Zack, not needing any sleep, noticed that at night, Olkan disappears and reappears looking a little worse for wear in the morning, and will never talk about where he went. One night, Zack decides to go look for Olkan. He can hear a strange howling and worries that Olkan might be in danger.

As he ventures out alone into the woods, he senses something behind him and as he slowly turns around, hears the growls and snarls of a ferocious werewolf! Zack has no programed sense of fear for werewolves however, and his sensors only show that the creature before him is none other than his sweet husband, Olkan.

Yes, Olkan is secretly a werewolf. As they talk under the stars, Olkan tells Zack that he comes from a family of peaceful druids, but long ago, when he was just a boy, his family was savaged by a rogue werewolf, and while they died, he alone survived, but became cursed to live as a werewolf.

He spent his life moving from town to town, leaving whenever the people found out about him. Olkan's been living in these woods for some time, and has tried not to make any friends, and has kept people out of the woods, especially at night. Olkan apologises, saying he had never meant to hide this part about himself from Zack, but he was worried that Zack might be repulsed by his lycanthropy and run away, like everyone else. Turns out, as a knowledge Sim, Zack is super into it, and as a Servo, doesn't see any difference between Olkan's human form and Werewolf form, apart from an increased metabolic rate and body hair, and Zack loves Olkan, regardless of how he looks or what he may be.

Meanwhile...

A Familiar Face

Back at Won's hideout, Won has been meditating, and building up his strength. He's slowly been building up enough energy to summon Moguai, the ancient guardian spirit of his ancestors, and Grand Familiar to every Moshu warlock, to help him in his time of need.

Won manages to summon Moguai out from the shadowy ether, calling out to him through the ages.

Won:

"Oh great Moguai! Hear my voice and come to me! Have pity, oh great ancestral guardian! With my last ounce of strength, I offer thee libations! Come forth and partake of..."

Moguai :

"Yes, yes I heard you. Keep your filthy libations, you pitiful waste of a Moshu."

Won:

"You-You're the great Moguai...?"

Moguai :

"Yes, what of it? Don't tell me you're disappointed. That's my line."

Won:

"You're a cat."

Moguai :

"And you're a dismal stain on the Moshu name! At least your eyes work, that much is certain. I've been watching you flail about this ridiculous village. How you've allowed yourself, the last of the Moshus to be foiled repeatedly by these unwashed country bumpkins is truly beyond me. "

Won:

"Well, that's not fair, I did..."

Moguai:

"Silence! You were sent here to reclaim the Stolen Manuscript of your forefathers, and to bring karmic pestilence upon the thieving little pustules who live here. You have failed miserably and now while you've been hiding like a rat in these woods and crying in your sleep, these insipid fools have somehow come into possession of the Golden Cup cure-all, and are now immune to all your pathetic poisons! Not only that, but your idiotic bumbling has drawn the attention of that Elmsley Witch. How do you plan to keep your promise to your father now? "

Won :

"I managed to elude capture, didn't I? And I did put out their sacred flame last summer when I attacked the church..."

Moguai:

"If only your father could hear you moaning now. Your artless rampage through that insignificant little Church drew the attention of the entire community, and for what? You're no better than a common vandal, unbecoming of a Moshu. You're not worthy of the Moshu name! "

Won:

"I attacked the church because I was searching for the stolen manuscript there. I'm certain the manuscript is hidden away somewhere in the church, but I couldn't find it... If I could only go back, I'm sure I..."

Moguai:

"Enough! Hmmm... in the church you say? How typical. If it's truly there, I will find it. Leave the manuscript to me. If you're to be of any use to the Moshu name, you'll need to get your cauldron, ingredients and spell books back, since you let the town's constable and his stupid moustache seize the lot! Family heirlooms no less, for shame!"

Won:

"Well, on that front, I have had one idea! A disguise!"

[tipsycad147]

Beginner Witch Tips That You Won't Want to Miss

By Penelope Hughes

What are the Different Types of Witches and Which One Are You

There are many forms of witchcraft, and each one suits a different kind of person. Knowing which type of witch you are is essential. You will learn quicker and have a higher success rate if you lean towards your strengths and passion.

Hereditary Witchcraft

This type of witchcraft is passed down from generation to generation. When you were young, your family would have already trained you in their path. You would have learned family recipes with magickal ingredients and have a family grimoire. You will most likely have access to a Book of Shadows, which will give you an extensive advantage in your studies compared to other witches.

Green Witchcraft

A practitioner of green witchcraft works primarily with nature as their teacher and instrument. You will live in alignment with Earth and understand that everything living has a spirit. Your main tools will be plants and herbs. If you have a green thumb and enjoy working with herbs and plants, green witchcraft may be your calling.

The Faery Faith

This type of witchcraft works closely with the faeries (faery or fey). These are magickal beings such as undines, nymphs, pixies, or sylphs believed to live in the astral realm. The astral realm is parallel to ours. Practitioners of this craft will learn to work with the thirteen lunar months of the Celtic Tree calendar, and they will access different energies that each of the thirteen months holds. Green witches who work with the fey will often overlap their craft.

WICCA

WICCA is a religion that is neo-pagan and nature-based. Their beliefs are similar to the ancient Celts' religious beliefs. Wiccans do not have one single holy book, but they do follow two laws. The first law is the Rule of Three, which means "three times what thou givest returns to thee." The other law is the Wiccan Rede, which means "an ye harm none, do what ye will." There are many different sects of Wicca, and they all have separate traditions.

Kitchen Witchcraft

This type of witchcraft incorporates cooking into their spellcraft. The process of cooking and eating becomes a form of ritual. Consuming the food infused with magick kitchen witches release the energies from their food into themselves and the Universe. Kitchen Witchcraft is a calling for those who are skilled at cooking and enjoy working with food.

Chaos Magick

This type of witchcraft prefers to work with sigils and charged symbols. Chaos witches will learn how to enter a state of unconscious intention called a "gnostic state." They use breathing techniques, muscle relaxation, or intense emotions to enter a gnostic state to think and enact magick unknowingly.

Eclectic Witchcraft

This type of witchcraft is a combination of different practices that is unique to the witch. An Eclectic witch creates their path by drawing on their heritage, passions, and various types of magick. This type of witchcraft does not follow one single track.

Books for the Beginner Witch

One of the first things I will recommend to a new witch who wants to get started is to read lots of books. Knowledge is power, and you will not gain that knowledge by sitting idle and waiting for others to teach you.

I am always reading books and learning new things. I usually purchase my books, but you do not have to. If your short on cash or don't want to buy your books, check what resources your local library has. You might be surprised by the amount of information they have available.

The Book of Shadows: by Brittany Nightshade. This book is excellent for the new witch. Just understand it is not a real Book of Shadows. The book covers different types of magick and goes over how to cast simple spells. She does cover love spells in the book, and I would say love spells are very popular, but please be cautious with them and never cast a love spell with a particular person in mind.

The Green Witch: by Arin Murphy-Hiscock. I just finished this book and cannot praise it enough, especially if you are interested in Green Witchcraft. Arin does a beautiful job covering herbs, flowers, essential oils, and so much more than I expected. She has a handy index for a new witch at the back of the book that you can quickly flip to if you need information about a specific herb or plant.

The Wiccan Book of Shadows: by Ambrosia Hawthorn. If you are interested in learning about Wicca and its fundamentals and practices, I highly suggest the Wiccan Book of Shadows. Some books meant for beginner witches can be very biased or, on the other end, they do not offer much of a foundation. This book met in the middle for the perfect mix of a good and robust foundation. Another thing I love about this book is how gorgeous it is on display. When I got this book I knew at first glance it was not going to go on the bookshelf.  This is a beautiful piece of art that needs to be displayed.

The Door to Witchcraft: by Tonya Brown. This book covers the history of witchcraft through the ages and how it has evolved over time. You will learn about fundamental techniques, traditions, rituals, and ceremonies that every new witch should know. Our history is significant to know, do not forget that it was not so long ago we were burned at stake.

What The Colours Mean in Candle Magick

New witches will usually start with magick that they find most straightforward and the least complicated. Because candle magick is not as difficult or complicated as other types of magick, it makes sense that new witches would start with candle magick.

One thing you should remember when preparing to use candle magick is your candles need to be dressed. Dressing the candle is accomplished in two steps. The first step is exercising the candle of any negative energy or previous magickal energy. The second step is charging your candle. Neither step is complicated, but it will require a great deal of concentration and visualization skills.

Witchcraft Tools That You Should You Get First

The basic tools of spellcraft include the athame, wand, sword, cords, cauldron, chalice, and altar bell.

If you're a new witch with a small budget ( I know the feeling, I started in middle school), skip these tools and focus on candles, incense, oils, and herbs.

I would recommend forgoing the tools in the very beginning and encourage you to study. Join a coven, get some books from the library, join beginner witchcraft groups on Facebook (be safe when talking to people online, and meeting people from online groups could be dangerous).

The Athame: This is a ritual dagger with a double-edged blade. It will have a black or white handle that witches will paint or engrave runic names or magickal symbols on it. It is used for casting the circle, storing or directing energy during rituals, and stirring potions.

The Wand: The wand is the emblem of power, and it symbolizes the ancient element of air (some traditions believe it represents fire). Its traditional uses are to cast the circle, draw magickal symbols, invoke spirits, and stir cauldron brews. Wands are usually carved from the wood of the hazel, ask, rowan, or willow tree. Modern witches have had wands carved from crystal, ivory, and metal. I recommend sticking to wood but that's just my preference.

The Sword: If you are starting and new to witchcraft, you should not need to get this basic tool. Covens usually use it, and if you join one, they will most likely already have a sword for their rituals. The sword is used the same way as the athame, but it is considered more authoritative.

The Cord: Cords are used to store magickal energy for later use. A witch will tie nine knots into the cord to hold the magickal energy. When they are ready to release the power that has been stored, they untie the knots in the same order in which they were tied. Depending on the intent, you might untie one knot every night for nine days.

The Cauldron: The cauldron is made of iron and possesses great mystical power. It symbolizes the four ancient elements of air, fire, water, and earth. Its three legs represent the three phases of the moon (waxing, full, and waning.) Cauldrons are used for rituals, brewing potions, burning incense, and holding charcoal blocks, candles, amulets, talismans, and herbs. Be careful if you intend to buy a cauldron offline. A lot of times, they are a lot smaller than what the pictures make them look like.

The Chalice: A sacred goblet is a tool that represents the element of water. It is used for ritual mixing of salt and water, blending potions, and pouring libations (a drink poured out as an offering to a deity).

The Altar Bell: If you are interested in WICCA, they use a small bell to keep at their altar. It is rung three times to signal the start or close of a ritual. Other magick practitioners use altar bells to summon or banish spirits, dispel negative energy, and drive away mischievous fairies.

https://www.mysticalstudies.com/post/beginner-witch-tips-that-you-won-t-want-to-miss

[jbird-the-manwich]

Do you by chance have any spells for sending a storm or just rain to a particular place? Everyone is breaking quarantine because it’s sunny and it’s getting out of hand

The most basic storm summoning method I use is to sit outside (or by a window) with a bowl of water (I use a brass cauldron) and a necklace or a pendulum.

Basically you suspend the pendulum over the vessel and stare into the reflection of the sky. Focus on clouds gathering within the vessel, the wind picking up, the feel of storm-carrying air, and when it starts working, the pendulum will start to rotate around the rim of the vessel, if it skims the surface of the water that's fine, but don't break your concentration, let it continue for as long as you need to to see signs of success. If you can make a wine glass sing by running your finger along the rim, this can also be used as a storm calling method. One of the greatest flash floods we ever had in my old house was called by me using a giant party bowl style beta fish bowl for this, with ash of willows, incense, and three rusty nails in the water, which had been gathered from a thunderstorm previous.

The point is to will the storm to be stirred. This method can be modified with use of a map of the area that you'd like to storm. If you have familiar spirits, they will likely understand what these actions mean and assist if given the opportunity. Either omit the vessel and suspend the pendulum over the area on the map or sit the vessel atop the map at the location.

Another good method is to take a plate, place in the center of it a flat stone with an X drawn in the center, a rag, and a vessel of water, and wet the rag (or a sieve) and sprinkle it over the stone, (or your doorstep) again focusing on willing the storm to gather. You can call up the spirits of the air, and water, wind a circle first, whatever you like. You can modify this one as well by replacing the stone with a hand drawn map of the area with the X where the storm should gather.

Another method that could be modified to work with a map is to take a stick, on the ground draw a witches foot, jab the stick in the ground on the center, so that it stays upright. and chant "spirits of air, I call this way, give your ear and hear me, this mark, a vexation to thee, I lay, till with lightning and thunder tis washed away." this method works well, but it's basically like running up to the spirits and going "hey! Check this out! Betcha won't do SHIT! PUSSY!" and as such works by the mechanism of offense. It might take a few iterations of the chant before the atmosphere changes, but generally I do these actions until I can feel the air change or start hearing thunder or the rain starts.

Other methods include burning willow leaves, sage, henbane, or broomstraw outside, throwing sand into the air, or over your left shoulder, or sprinkling it over the area on the map. Again, if you have familiar spirits, or even if not, it's not a bad idea to begin with an address to the spirits that you do these actions to call for rain, and in your case, to send the idiot people back inside.

(maps are handy, I love a good map)