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Magickant High: Chapter 1
Chapter One: Getting Accepted
It was a typical Monday afternoon as I paced around my bedroom flat looking through my mail. After having applied to several private schools across the country, I was hoping to be accepted to one that pertained to my special talents. Of course, now you think I’m begging my story by bragging about how smart I am, but seeing as I have skated through my past six years of my secondary school career with a D+ average, it can clearly be stated that without a doubt, I am not academically inclined. I work better at survival and artistic aspects of life. Giulia and Anna are better at the academics, which is good because they can retain their studies when they have to leave school for their hunting expeditions. They are able to learn everything except for the drilling exercises that Ray puts them through. Too bad no one will know that the Yirrel girls were hunters of the things that go bump in the night...well at least two of the three do.
Anyway, it was
Magickant High: Prologue
Prologue: a quick history
So, it is safe to assume that you are reading this to try and understand my story. I don’t know how you got my journal. I only gave it to those I trusted to help bring this revolution for my people to pass. In any case, I’m glad you read this, that is, unless you are a hunter, in which case, may all that you read seem like a typical supernatural fairy tale written by some author who thinks they know what it is they’re talking about. Not that you would heed this warning, but hey, I can try, right?
The things is: I do know what I’m talking about, or at least I would hope I knew about my own life and society that I belong to. Though I cannot say I know everything I can say one thing: not all of us are as evil and vile as what people assume. I mean, don’t get me wrong, there IS evil in the world, but there is a balance that must be maintained. I should know. I am one of the races that have to control the balance of the worlds of man a
Misha Collins + Reader - Looking EastYou quietly hummed to yourself as you wondered down the shop, searching for your favorite oven-ready meal.
In your basket were already set three different flavored, tasty Ben&Jerry’s ice tubes, two bars of chocolate and some cereals.
You were currently awaiting response to several auditions, but needed some food.
You thought about the audition for ‘The Tomorrow People’; It would be nice to work with Mark again, but you had doubt if they really liked you. The crew seemed nice, and the actors as well, even they were all a bit younger than you.
You turned to head for the fruits, when a familiar blonde boy approached you. His small, bare feet made a small patch patch patch -sound on the floor.
You crouched down to his level, and smiled.
“Hey, West!” A smile beamed on the little boy’s face, and he spread his arms.
“Ello, (f/n)!” he said, giggling. You ruffled his hair, and then looked down the market, searching for his father.
From Awkward to RomanticA Bakura x Luna Fic
It was late in the evening and Bakura, an albino cat and one of the newest members of the Luno team, was in the shower, humming a few songs from Yu-Gi-Oh. But as he was enjoying the semi-warmth of the shower, he heard the bathroom door open. His eyes shot open as he let out a little gasp.
A hot-pink cloud of blush tinted Bakura's face. Why in the world would Luna walk in on Bakura while he was showering? At first, he hoped Luna wasn't getting "Naughty". But then he thought, "No, Luna would never be like that!"
"B-Bakky?" Luna stuttered shyly, also blushing, "Shade's hogging the other shower again. (...Douche.) So... Um... I just thought... Y'know, since we're boyfriend and girlfriend..."
"Y-You... You wanna..." Bakura's blush brightened as he finished his sentence, "You wanna... S-Shower together?"
By now, both of them were blushing so red, their faces looked like maraschino ch
DenmarkxReader- ''I'm Pregnant...''"[Y/N]!" Your Danish boyfriend, Matthias, called from another room, the kitchen. "Come through here a sec!"
You sighed, irritably. "Fine!" You called back, leaving your comfy space on the couch to go see what he wanted. "This better be good..." You mumbled to yourself. You walked into the kitchen, where Matthias stood with, unsurprisingly, a beer in his hand. Another Nordic, Lukas, was sitting in the room and, unsurprisingly again, was drinking coffee. "You called?"
"[Y/N], have you ever had a drink of beer?" He asked, tilting his head slightly. When you nodded, he grinned. "Then why don't you have some?"
"No." You said, almost immediately. "Not happening."
Matthias laughed. "Come on, [Y/N], just have a drink!"
"No!" You said. "Now drop it."
"Not until you have some." He challenged. "Are you sure you don't want any?"
"Positive." You said, turning and walking out of the door. "Let me know when you drop the subject."
"Damn it!" Matthias muttered. "I was sure she would..
Turn of EventsLeaping off the back of the green suede armchair that she hated, Nina finally got her hands around the offending bird she'd been chasing around the house for the last hour. "I swear," she shook a finger at the yellow bird after getting it firmly in the grasp of her right hand, "when you die, I'll kill him if he gets another one of you!" Walking into the kitchen, she quickly tossed the bird into it's brass cage and locked the door. She added a glare over her shoulder as she left the room for good measure.
"Mooooooom! Hurry up! I need your help with my hair and Spence will be here in less than a half hour!"
Nina shook her head as she took the stairs in twos to get to her complaining teenager upstairs. "Do you think I wanted to chase that damn bird around the house for the last half hour? I think your uncle has it trained to escape its cage."
"Uncle Scott doesn't have Princess Peninsula trained. He says she just needs so
FailureNight came to be all too quickly. The day vanished like someone erasing a mistake on a drawing. Stars glowed brightly, animals slept soundly and owls cooed quietly. At the very edge of a massive town stood apartments. Apartments for people with little money. The least attractive thing in the beautiful place. Being caught coming out of them was like being shot. Painful. But, if you were poor, they would do. The apartments were a horrible, monotonous grey. The rooms were tiny, not worth the money you had to pay for them.
For fifteen year old Shizuka, it was just 'meh'. That was the word he often chose to describe his life. His room consisted of a small, single bed, a slender desk and chair. His clothes were in a box, underneath his bed. His mother divorced his father when he turned fourteen. He often thought about what his mother dragged him away from. A bunch of friends, riches such as a high quantity of expensive clothes, money, video games, space in your bedroom, which he bitter
Learned from the BestPart I
The world was a wide and fascinating place with lots of places to explore and little Legolas Greenleaf was an ever-curious elf. Having recently found his legs and taken his first steps, the little elfling could now be found joyfully scampering through his father’s halls on a daily basis. He loved exploring the beautiful caverns and especially enjoyed meeting and speaking with his father’s elves. Elvenking Thranduil and his people adored the little prince, and as times were peaceful, Legolas was almost never met with any resistance and was allowed to roam as he pleased, at least on palace grounds, and he was always welcomed into the lives of the elves as they went about their daily business, often taking the time to show and explain to him what they were doing. Out of everything, Legolas particularly enjoyed visiting the kitchens as the sights and smells were always wonderful and the cooks would often give him a snack and a chat.
Such it was o
AfscheidIn mijn eentje loop ik wat vooruit terwijl we door het pretpark heen gaan. Opa en mama volgen op een gestaag tempo en laten mij leiden terwijl ik om de zoveel tijd opeens een zijpaadje insla. Sam en Adam dartelen om ons heen als twee ongecontroleerde projectielen, maar ze blijven in de buurt en dus laten we ze maar begaan. We zijn ten slotte in een pretpark.
De hele dag lang kruipt zo voort en we genieten van het mooie weer en de dingen om ons heen. Als we om iets voor vijven uit de bioscoop een grote speelhal inlopen zijn de jongens nog steeds hyper en opnieuw rennen ze alle kanten op.
Terwijl mijn moeder op een stoel gaat zitten en ze gade slaat loop ik een eindje door om de rest van de hal te bekijken. Wanneer ik me weer omdraai zie ik dat m’n Opa naar een tafelvoetbaltafel is gewandeld en aan de zijkant staat te wachten.
De jongens hebben echter geen geduld meer voor het ouderwetse tafelvoetbal en zijn ondertussen doorgerend naar de air hockey. Blijkbaar beseft Opa dat hij zi
Why? I sob into my hands. How could I let this happen to her? He is hurting her! Why? Wasn't he supposed to love her? I look over across the isle. She is sitting alone. I can't handle this, I have to say something. I stand up and block the isle. She looks up at me as if I have offended her.
"If I ever hear from anyone ever again, that he has harmed you, I will say something." I say. She rolls her eyes.
"You'll never understand." she says. I sit back down in my previous seat. Angry students walk to their seats, cursing at me. The bus starts to move and takes us all back home.
[The next day.]
I scan the halls for his face. When I find him, He will be sorry. All I see are blank, emotionless faces. People I don't know, people I couldn't c
Frozen - Guard Dog Elsa woke up before everyone else, which was fine because if anyone had woke up before her some people would think something had happened to the queen. When she had walked out her door she heard muttering and crashing from her sister’s room. Elsa quietly walked over and raised her ear to the door, swiping her white hair behind her ear. “And I just wish she had wanted to build a snowman, but she didn’t and she ignored me and-“ She heard a high muffled voice behind the door, unmistakably her sister, Anna. “Princess, I do believe Queen Elsa had a reason for doing that, she wouldn’t do it on purpose, your sister loves and adores you very much,” A deeper muffled voice came from behind the door, wait; what was Kai, a male butler, doing in her room? Elsa shook her head ‘It’s probably nothing,’ Elsa laughed nervously to herself, a n
Summer misery with a silver liningHey all~!
Sorry I haven't been on except to chck messages! I've been at work at a Sumer camp. I fucking hate who I'm working with. They've changed into apathetic assholes who I don't want to tolerate. But I Only have weekend shifts with them and otherwise don't really need to talk to them at the lunch shift. It was much better when my mom was here but, I'm over it. If I quit I would only miss one week of work because you have to give two weeks notice, so it's not even worth it. Only three weeks and I can write and draw peacefullyZ whenever I'm home injust sleep and relax cuz I can't do it here. Anyway, needed a bit of relief.
Thanks for bearing with me.
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