TOH S1, Amitys Plight: The Great Pixie Rebellion by jurneejakes, literature
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TOH S1, Amitys Plight: The Great Pixie Rebellion
Things had returned to relative normalcy after the basilisk attack on Hexside more than a week ago, and Amity was half paying attention in her Abomination Nation class. After several nights of waking herself up in the night to exorcise her more uncomfortable dreams, she had gotten control of them again, directing them more toward the imaginative and fantastical than romantic. She was finding herself regretting reading all of the Boiling Isles Romance novels in the library when she was younger, and being chased about by Prentiss for not being of the appropriate age for that section of fiction. For now at least, she directed her dreams more toward Azura; Trekking the Stars, Apothecary Y, or ScryScape, than letting her thoughts drift toward the nightmares of becoming an abomination herself or losing her magic to some mythical beast. Unfortunately, that feeling of loneliness and rejection followed her, no matter what scenario she found herself in. “Amity?” Professor Orabas asked
The Owl House S1, Amitys Plight: I Dream of Luz-y by jurneejakes, literature
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The Owl House S1, Amitys Plight: I Dream of Luz-y
Amity’s eyes snapped open and she gasped, sitting up in her bed in Blight Manor and panting. She held her head in confusion, reluctantly trying to recall the dream she just had in an effort to decide if she was going crazy or not. She slid her tangled legs out of her sheets and off of the bed and stumbled to her bathroom to splash her face with water. Ever since her excursion to the Knee and acing her exam, her dreams have been… uncomfortable, in one way or another as though opening the blocks caused by the power glyphs had messed up her brain. They weren’t dreams she could talk about to anyone either, considering their embarrassing content and the unknown figure it was with. The alarm by her bed began to hum its pleasant tune for several seconds before it became irritated that it wasn’t being poked into silence; it’s soft hum becoming more of a screech. She raced to the alarm to shut it off, poking it in its singular eye to get it to stop screaming while drying her face with a
Skyclad: An Owl House One Shot by jurneejakes, literature
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Skyclad: An Owl House One Shot
“Hoot, hoot! Mail time!” Luz grimaced and clenched her teeth, knowing what was about to come. The horrendous sound of Hooty vomiting up soggy letters and packages still made her stomach turn, despite all the things she’d seen, heard, and experienced so far on the Boiling Isles. She had been sitting on the couch watching the crystal ball while King snoozed on the cushion beside her and Eda was presumably making dinner, or concocting a new potion scam in the kitchen. It was always hard to tell, and sometimes one simply led i to the other. Hooty floated across the living room, his feathered, worm-like body still firmly attached to the outside of the front door, and hovered over Luz. “There’s one for you!” “Hooty, wait!” She called down, reflexively trying to push him away. “Huraugh!” A ball of soon to be ignored bills piled up in her lap in a soggy mess, followed by a choking cough and stiff envelope that flitted onto her face like a wet feather. “Hooty!” She yelled angrily
Being Bonnie Rockewaller: Epilogue by jurneejakes, literature
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Being Bonnie Rockewaller: Epilogue
The recesses of Bonnie Rockewaller's mind went into chaos as an unforeseen vortex appeared amongst the multitude of personalities. A wind without source picked up, sucking anything and everything toward the spinning whirlpool of darkness and Shego dug her glowing green claws into what passed for a 'floor'. Camille Leon's handbag and hairless cat, Debutante were the closest to the vortex and were barely able to call out a surprised scream that only a spoiled heiress could provide.
It was enough to catch everyone's attention though, and the rest of the personalities reached out in a panic to latch onto something... anything, to avoid being swa
Being Bonnie Rockewaller: Chapter Seven by jurneejakes, literature
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Being Bonnie Rockewaller: Chapter Seven
Battlesuit enhanced Shego versus genetically fused Shego. The explosion of green fire swept over the nearly destroyed freeway that encircled GO City, pushing vehicles of all kinds outward in a near perfect circle and cracking a crater in the concrete. Shego had almost completely taken over Bonnie's body. Her rage against the Syntho-Shego; and to an extent Drakken, was over shadowing Gil's and he had been brushed aside to the back of Bonnie's mind.
Her hair had lengthened down to her thighs, her skin had paled, and her usually slit violet eyes were now blazing fluorescent green. The battlesuit enhanced Syntho-Shego was faster and stronger, bu
Being Bonnie Rockewaller: Chapter Six by jurneejakes, literature
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Being Bonnie Rockewaller: Chapter Six
Kim Possible's battle in Go City was all over the news, and Drakken watched the tiny view screen in his flier while his Syntho-Shego piloted the craft beside him. Cloning Shego out of the schematics of the battlesuit had had a few unforeseen side effects. One was that she didn't seem to realize that she was a synthodrone, which was putting Drakken on eggshells. It would be impossible to predict how she would react to her situation once she discovered it. The second side effect was that she was as lippy as she used to be as well, much unlike Eric had been, and as unwilling to dutifully do his bidding as before as well. She also seemed to have
Being Bonnie Rockewaller: Chapter Five by jurneejakes, literature
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Being Bonnie Rockewaller: Chapter Five
Kim pushed herself to the right while Dr. Lurkin rolled to the left. Mego however, reflexively shrank, and was covered in the gob of green goo that dropped like a hairball out of Bonnie's mouth. The horrified screams that came from Mego sent shivers through Kim's body, and instead of escaping, she bounced off of a support girder and came back at Bonnie with an axe kick that flipped the mutant forward onto her face where Mego had been. But as Kim took a moment to look, there was nothing but a pool of green goop with a pulsating purple blob in its center, like an egg yolk.
Kim cringed. "That's new." was all she could bite out without losing he