Poncho Stories

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This is a Craig of the Creek: The green poncho x reader fanfiction understands I do not own Craig of the creek or Y/n I just own the story. This is a story about a girl that had three best friends in the one day she had a terrible cold and she wasn't able to go to the creek and see her friends in which were Craig, JP, and Chelsea so instead. Y/n was at home being sick and which was also the day where they picked honeysuckle so she missed the day where she would have met the green punch or in which his name is Archer. Until the day they went back to find JP's other dinosaur Grabber they in which unexpectedly ran into the green Poncho. But y/n and Archer don't know what they're getting themselves into this very day. The day they first meet the paths will cross and their lives will never be the same. but on the other side of the bridge overpass, y/n gets captured by the evil King in which rules the other side there will love, bravery as well as any other thing in this strange story well the green Poncho be able to save Y/n and well Y/n tall Archer how she feels about him. Ok so if you want to read the story check it out and again by the way I do not own Craig of the creek.

A family will be a curse after their ancestor set a witch free from her prison but eventually, the work of several family members will finally end the curse put on their family First A Wizard, A woman in the army with her fellow soldier friends, A man in an airplane and attack, The sisters celebrating their prom on a cruise, The President's last flight before leaving office, and a family finally putting the endgame of their curse. Game created by Ponchokings

'wake up in tokyo, feel like a torso, i know it's time to go' d y s p h o r i a short story based off of Tokyo by RM Highest rank: #1 in #fastread

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Hello, for people who watch Beyblade Burst Evolution let me take you back to the golden day where I insert a couple new characters and and some twists and turns to the well known anime "Beyblade", just a heads up that I will be using some of the characters like Volt and Pancho but also I will be introducing my own character I call Akai Akari (A-car-e) and their little sister Link. Akai is a female character that stars main parts in other stories that I create that are sadly not on Wattpad. Feel free to let it rip on this killer story. Plot- As you know in the beginning Volt rushes to BC Sol for he is a day late, not knowing that Akai a friend in Japan, is also there to greet Link, her sister already in BC Sol. When Volt tries to flip over Chris he misses his landing and starts to fall onto the ground. Just as Akai is very quietly and unexpectedly trying to leave the walls of BC Sol she she sees Volt and the very young and beautiful mistress Chris falling onto the grown. With out of this world determination Akai swiftly catches Volts hoodie stoping him from hitting the ground face first and also manages to clutch the lady Chris by the hand. While Volt is then dropped by Akai so that she can look into the deep blue eyes of Chris their scene in rudely disturbed by the guards first stopping Volt from getting in. How will this story end?

Cuando Dulce María aceptó casarse con Christopher Uckermann, no pensó en cómo se involucraría profundamente con él. Un hombre que pone su mundo patas arriba y lo convierte en lo mejor que puede ser.

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When the rain hit the city, it didn't ask for permission. It poured through neon alleys and over rusted rooftops, soaking everything - except her. She walked with a quiet confidence, the storm slipping off her hooded poncho like whispers down silk. No umbrella, no hurry. Just purpose. Just style. "Hey!" I called out, not sure why. Maybe it was the color - burnt orange, stitched like dusk on fire. Maybe it was how she moved, like she belonged in stories, not streets. She turned. Just slightly. Enough for me to see the eyes. "You okay?" I asked, because that's what you say when you're not really sure what you're saying. She smiled - the kind that makes you believe she knows something you don't. "This city's a storm," she said. "But you don't have to get wet to survive it." Then she walked on, vanishing into the blur of rain and smoke and city lights. Later, I searched for her, like a fool chasing magic. But all I found was a website - hoodedponcho.com - filled with pieces just like hers. Ponchos that looked like adventure and warmth, rebellion and comfort. And even though I never saw her again, every time I pull on that poncho, I swear I feel the storm pause - just for me.