#dont question why his face is semi shaded in pink it was meant to be grey scale and i got the colour wrong and committed

[arthur-lesters-spinal-cord]

A sneak peak at my current digital project because omg i just found my last post while having a little look at the malevolent tag

[milkcartonbastard]

Release the Doves

Fandoms- My Babysitter's A Vampire (Benny Weir X Magic Reader)

Warnings/Notes- No warnings. This is a continuation to Magic and School Don't Mix (http://luddlebubble.tumblr.com/post/175394139088/magic-and-school-dont-mix)

Summary- You're better at magic than Benny, so you try and help him a bit. Fluff at the end.

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   Whitechapel had to be the best place you had ever moved to. Everything was exciting and there was so much to do with your new group of friends. You'd already saved the town more times than you cared to count. Sure, you had originally hoped for a nice, quiet, and normal time here, but you were happier this way. You used your magic more often than not and it just made you feel so good.

   You watched your friends walk up to you, tired faces looking at yours. Sarah hadn't had a break since earlier in the month. She was studying for finals and fighting monsters in her free time. You knew she hated the whole vampire thing she had going on, but it always made her feel good to save someone. You wished she would feel better about her abilities, but you didn't really know all the details about what she was feeling. After all, you didn't have to drink blood to survive. You had your powers since birth, unlike how Sarah was bitten.

   "Hey, Y/n." Erica nodded her head in your direction before her eyes were caught by something behind you. "And hello lunch."

   You watched her fangs slip out and she took off down the street. You sighed, wishing her attention span was better. You and Sarah were standing outside of Ethan's house, waiting on him and Benny to hurry up. There boys had said there was a vampire threat at this place on the outskirts of town. Some rich vamp was throwing a party and was probably going to kill every human there if you asked Ethan. The boys compared it to some animal cube or something along those lines. You had your spell books and some little items in your crossbody bag. Benny had a similar bag hanging across his torso and you felt warmth rushing through your stomach and squeezing at your insides.

   You were so similar to Benny. You both liked the same movies, books, and music. Not to mention the fact you both loved magic more than anything else. It was just the warmth that flooded through your veins and the way it felt- like snow settling down on your body. You knew Benny felt the same way about it. Even though your Magic Tell was lighting and his was stars, you both had similar feelings. Benny smiled at you. His eyes were a soft green today and he was wearing a black and grey striped shirt. It looked nice on him, the way it was fitted to him. He was wearing skinny jeans as well, most of his clothing was semi-tight fitting- unlike Ethan who wore the baggiest of clothes.

   "Hey, Y/n! Are you excited to fight some blood-suckers?" Benny asked, not even cringing slightly at the thought of multiple vampires and a mass murder. He was always so excited to do some good. You laughed softly and nodded your head. Ethan trudged toward you guys, backpack on his back. You assumed all of his Nerf weapons were in there. He was pretty creative, making Nerf darts into little wooden pencil stakes. You had questioned him on how the foam darts were able to fly so far with rather heavy pencils in them. He had no answer.

   The five of you- Rory had joined in, taking Erica's place mostly- were off to the party. Ethan and Benny discussed a plan on the way there. You quirked in with suggestions when needed, but mostly just listened. Their plans were usually pretty good, even if they were pretty useless in battle. Rory, Erica, Sarah, and you did most of the work. Your magic was better than Benny's, but you assumed it was because you were taught magic from a young age and he had just been introduced to it a year or so prior.

   "So if you guys see any openings, stake him. We can't risk anybody dying, as per usual." Ethan finished out the plan as you all arrived at the big building the party was at. It looked like a mansion party or maybe a frat party. Were there even any frats in Whitechapel? You weren't for sure. You all entered, making sure to be aware of your surroundings. You all split up, weaving in and out of the crowd and trying to spot the Undead Host of the party. You walked by several people who were grinding more than dancing. It was pretty gross.

   You heard a whistle, a long low note and then a sudden, high pitched, note to end it off. It was the signal that somebody found the vampire you were supposed to be offing. You moved towards the direction the whistle came from, which was pretty difficult considering the loud music blaring all around you. You found who used the signal- Rory- and grouped up with the others. You saw the target and slowly pulled out one of your spell-books.

   Earlier in the day you had bookmarked a page about vampire revealing. You could hit them with the spell from far away, and if they were a vampire, they would get a grey ring around the outside of their body. It was better than pricking Ethan's finger- his blood smelled very good apparently- and hoping for them to fang-out.

   "Princeor mobile arc!" Your lighting mark shot out of your fingers, the others watching intently, hoping for him to burst into fire and die. You waited for the grey light to appear around him- but nothing happened.

   "He's not a vampire." Ethan and Benny looked confused. You told them about what the spell was supposed to do, telling them that he really wasn't a vampire.

   "We came here for nothing? Ah, man!" Rory shook his head and was gone in the blink of an eye. Sarah rolled her eyes and crossed her arms.

   "Call me if anything changes or he kills someone." Sarah gave a small wave and started to walk away from Ethan, Benny, and you. Ethan jogged after her and he left as well. It was just you and Benny now. He was looking around awkwardly, like you two hadn't just been ditched at a mansion party.

   "Wanna go to the park or something?" The taller boy looked at you, eyes glimmering with some form of excitement. He picked at the strap of his bag that was pressed against his chest. You wondered if he had something planned.

   "Why the park?" You asked. His cheeks turned a cute shade of pink and his left hand started rubbing nervously at the back of his neck. You figured he was asking you on a date, considering how even more awkward he had become.

   "I- I don't-" Benny sighed and squeezed his eyes shut. It took him a second before he gave you a decipherable answer. "My magic isn't the best and you- you're super good at spells and I was wondering if you could help me?"

   "Yeah, yeah, of course I'll help." You smiled up at him, his face turning a darker shade of red and yours almost reaching a shade or two of pink. Some part of you wished he was asking you on a date, some strange feeling in your chest willing yourself to believe that's what he was going to ask you. He smiled back and you felt like melting.

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   The park was deserted, probably because of the vampire problem in Whitechapel, so you and Benny laid your books out on the grass beneath some trees. The moon was full and tinted a darker shade of white, casting out bluish hues across the grassy area of Rosewood Park. The stars were bright tonight, making it a good night for Benny to perform magic.

   "So what is up with magic tells? You mentioned them when we found out about our magic." Benny was sitting with his legs crossed in front of you. You two had books cracked open between you. You licked your lips before speaking.

   "Magic Tells are specific to a witch or wizard. If you're around the object of your Tell, your magic tends to be stronger." You explained. You looked up at the stars and pointed. "For example, when you, specifically, preform magic, stars show that you are using your powers. So your Tell is stars. Thus, on starry nights, your magic is stronger. My Tell is lighting, meaning I'm stronger during storms. Do you understand?"

   Benny nodded before snapping his fingers, stars dancing and weaving between his fingers and rising slowly into the air- a rose appeared in his hand and he handed it to you with a nervous smile. You grinned, not being able to stop your smile from lighting up your face.

   "Thanks, Benvolio, I love it." You smiled but Benny shook his head.

   "Benvolio? Don't you mean Romeo?" Benny asked. You crinkled your nose and shook your head.

   "Benvolio is the only one who survives the play. I'd prefer you to be alive, thank you very much." Benny snorted when you laughed.

   "Who does that make you?" You thought for a second, barely being able to subdue the butterflies and bubbles swimming in your chest and stomach.

   "Whoever you want me to be." You had only meant to think the words, but they had slipped out before you could stop them. You hid you face behind your hands, too embarrassed to look at the cotton-candy eyed boy in front of that. The bubbles inside of you popped and the butterflies died and withered. God, you felt dumb. "Er- I mean-"

   "How about my girlfriend?" Benny's voice was soft and you felt his hand touch your arm gently. You slowly peeked through your fingers, not believing what you had heard. You thought that all of Benny's flirting had been playful, considering the fact that you thought he was in love with Erica. Sure, she'd never given him a second glance, but still. 

   "I would like that. A lot." You admitted. Benny grinned, his eyes crinkling at the side. You concentrated and cupped your hands together. You imagined the grass sitting in your palms breathing and turning white. When you opened your eyes, a dove cooed at Benny. It was sitting in your hands, but quickly decided it didn't want to be there. It flapped its wings a few times before going air-born and flying off. Benny laughed in awe.

   "You so have to teach me that one."