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Magic ClubMichelle's phone vibrated for the umpteenth time and she stopped herself in the middle of the Starbucks parking lot on the way back to her car to see what all the fuss was about.
There were at least seven texts, all from her friend Emily:
'Meet me at the corner of Sweetwater and Heartland'
'2 night at 7'
'dont tell anybody!'
'tell them ur doing something else!'
'It's something super secret!'
'Sweetwater and Heartland tonight at 9'
'we're gonna do something really cool!!!!'
She added some emojis after that last one. Michelle hastily texted back:
'Ok! Ok! Chill!'
She walked the rest of the way to her car, got in, set her frappucinno in the cup holder and headed to work.
Michelle had shoulder-length straight blond hair and bright hazel eyes. She was a senior in high school, eighteen, ready to graduate in a few months, working part time at Smoothie King, busy all the time, she didn't usually feel like doing anyt
BTTXNeko!Reader Part 3"Mon ami, how does she keep getting into the back porch when we are not opening the screen door for her?"
"I don't know. We just have una gatita intelligente!"
The trio was puzzled as to your ability to do things for yourself almost like a human. They were also wondering who was stealing Gilbert's chocolate milk out of the mini-fridge while Francis and Toni swore up and down that it wasn't them.
Meanwhile you lounged in a lawn chair next to the pool.
Francis glared at you. "She probably tore a hole in the screen or somezing. Stupid chaton."
Everyone knew that Francis pretty much had a vendetta against you. Like you were going to try to make his life miserable or something. You didn't CARE whether or not he was happy or sad or about how much he liked his carpet spotless. If you had your way, you wouldn't have anything to do with him.
He shooed you off of the chair so that he could sit down. There was an empty chair beside you, but nope, he wanted your chair.
You hissed in cat spe
Element PersonalitiesFire (Defender, Avenger, Privateer)
Water (Nurturer, Compromiser, Stoic)
Air (Wanderer, Prankster, Adventurer)
Earth (Moderate, Guide, Naturalist)
Ice (Cynic, Scientist, Shyer)
Metal (Builder, Warrior, Sentinel)
Thunder (Judge, Demagogue, Inciter)
Plant (Druid, Cultivator, Hermit)
Light (Peacekeeper, Crusader, Luminary)
Shadow (Informant, Coward, Vizier)
Time (Scribe, Nostalgic, Profiteer)
Space (Cartographer, Observer, Guardian)
Absence (Remaker, Psychotic, Daemoniac)
General: Fire magic manifests most often in people with a capacity for strong emotions. Said emotions are often displayed as they are felt; Fire persons have no "poker face" and can't hide their true feelings. That said, though they feel and display emotions powerfully, such displays are often short lived and will soon reach more reasonable levels. Fire people are passionate and driven, often uncompromising when their mind is firmly set on a goal. They are confident and believe in their own ability to pers
Pokemon Field Guide: Gardevoir Report
The Embrace Pokemon
Height: 5-5.5 ft
Weight: 100-110 lbs
Sound: Sometimes they sound like they're singing. Most of the time they won't make a sound, their lungs aren't very big. Other times, they'll make an attempt at what SOUNDS like human speech. This is important, because this is your Gardevoir actually trying to communicate with you. And granted, it doesn't do this very often unless it has to because for the most part, it lets its trainer do the talking.
If they've lived with you for almost all their lives, chances are they'll learn to REALLY speak. Providing the large capacities for their brains, this is easier for them to accomplish than you'd think. But it all depends on WHO that Gardevoir is as an individual to determine how much noise it makes in its daily life.
Gender: 50% male, 50% female. They're also in the Amorphous Egg group.
You're already confused aren't you? Well, I'll discuss everything in the Gender and Egg group segment below. W
The Zipper Episode I - Losing Her Head Alyssa Stanley was 15 years old. She had long, wavy blond hair and deep blue eyes. Her life was typical for a cute teenage girl living in the American suburbs in the year 2014. But then, she and her friends found something that made it-well-NOT so typical.
Alyssa reached further into the dusty depths of what was underneath her friend Madison's bed. She was looking for an earring that had fallen.
"Jeez Madison!" Alyssa stammered
"You need to vacuum under here and clean this thing out!"
"It's not my fault." Madison replied, sitting on the bed
"This used to be my mom's bedroom before she married my dad and moved into their room. She's hidden a bunch of crap under there!"
"We're gonna look on this side." Alyssa's other friend, Ashley said, standing on the other side of the queen-size bed.
"No no no." Alyssa replied.
"It fell over here" She grunted. Her arm was completely under the bed now when she felt something metallic.
"Wait!" Said Alyssa
Romano x Depressed!Reader: Promise
It didn't feel right to be in this world. Everything that life threw at you was never anything great. For the past six months, it felt like Hell. You were failing in school, your boyfriend recently broke up with you, and people were bullying you to their satisfaction. It began to make you very, very depressed. Your friends would try your best to cheer you up, but it hardly did much. Not even your lifelong crush, Lovino Vargas, could make you happy. They wanted to just hug you and tell you "It's OK" but they knew it wouldn't do any good.
You sat on the edge of your bed, staring at the wall with crystal tears in your red, puffy eyes. You didn't know what to do; you just felt like giving up.
Not yet you wouldn't. If you gave life one more chance, maybe it would turn out better. You just had to give it a try.
You stood up and went to your mirror. In the reflection, you saw a beautiful girl with (h/l) (h/c) hair and dazzling (e/c) eyes, although they were red from crying. She had (
Papa!2P!Italy x Child!Reader Chap 1
You ran through out the streets of Italy, trying to escape the Allied forces. You were the daughter of Luciano Vargas. The personification of the northern half of Italy. You were Venice. You were his pride, his joy. You were his daughter. But the Alleys had come to your house in the middle of the night, looking to pick a fight with your father.
The commotion had woken you up. You had gone downstairs to find your father pinned under a larger man in a black coat wearing a scarf. Oliver, the personification of England, was the first to notice your presence in the room. He greeted you, and your father screamed for you to run away.
You always listened to your father, even when you didn’t want to. But at this, you hesitated a bit, until you saw Jason, the personification of America, come toward you with his bloodied, nailed up bat. You bolted from the room, from the house and down the street.
You had to get to Zio Flavio’s house. Flavio was the personification of
Seven Mintunes in Heaven-SonicXReader
"Okay __, your turn." Silver said as you stepped up to the hat. You reach
in and grabbed the item on the bottom. You pulled it up and saw in your
hands a blue necklace. As soon as you pulled it up, Amy's face went cold.
Suddenly you felt a gut of wind push you into the closet and close the door.
"Hey ___. Looks like its you and me." you looked at the blue hero and smiled.
"I guess I did." You said. "Well, what do you wanna do for the next
seven mintues." You looked at him puzzled as he leaned on a wall. "Um,
well I don't really know." You didn't want to say it straight or sound
blunt. But you did know what you wanted to do. Kiss duh. This is Seven
Mintunes in Heaven. Not Seven Mintunes In Snoresville.
He looked at the necklace in your hand. "Well we can start with this."
Sonic grabbed the necklace gentle from your hands, turned you around, lifted
your (h/c) hair out of the way and layed the necklace against your neck.
"Their, now you can go in style." He said, running his fingers throu
Papa!2P!Italy x Child!Reader Chap 2
Luciano walked swiftly up to the door, checking to see if it was locked. He smiled as he saw that it was. He knew you were safe. He entered the basement through the hidden door and froze as soon as he heard you crying. “Z-Zio Flavio! I-I want my papa!” You cried over and over. Each time came the soft reply, “I know, bambina, I know…”
Luciano hurriedly walked in and felt his heart break at the sight of you balling your eyes out in Flavio’s arms, and Flavio trying to comfort you. He tapped his boot twice on the concrete floor, seeking your attention. You looked up and your face brightened drastically. Tears still streamed down your cheeks and Flavio set you down, smiling slightly.
You ran up to Luciano who knelt down to your level and held out his arms. You ran into his awaiting embrace and wrapped your arms around his neck as he bear hugged you, happy to see that you where here, you were safe. Luciano tilted your chin up so you could