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Like Magick

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LECTURES 1,103
Votes 72
Parties 9
Durée 1h 49m

Supremebiscuitlord

asoumaaya girlxgirl hidakamarin imtoolazytotageveryone okadamegumi okazakimomoko sakuragakuin witchraftau yamiadeaiko yoshidasoyoka yuri

No one truly knows why it happens. Some believe it originated from ancient Europe, tracing back to stone formations and ancient worship of the sun, moon, and stars. Others point fingers to areas all around the world, bringing the conclusion to the very start of life on Earth. Some even believe that the divine itself bestows it upon our feeble race, though most are hesitant to jump to such conclusions. Scientists especially are stumped by the phenomenon, unable to determine how a human being could possibly manipulate the energy of the universe at will. What most can agree on, however, is that not everyone is so fortunate to be born with what the world has come to call "witchcraft."
  
  A Sakura Gakuin Witchcraft AU, featuring the 2017 Nendo! I hope you like witches, yuri, and overly-descriptive fluff!Tous Droits Réservés

asoumaaya girlxgirl hidakamarin imtoolazytotageveryone okadamegumi okazakimomoko sakuragakuin witchraftau yamiadeaiko yoshidasoyoka yuri

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Is This The End?, écrit par Kirbical

I had been living in this dystopian universe my whole life. We lived simple, meaningless lives. I wasn't sad, merely dissatisfied. No one here was ever sad. The Center, which was our government, forced us to take a pill every morning to make sure we were always happy and healthy. For most of our lives we lived at home with our odd families that the government stuck us into as babies. Usually five children were put into each household. We grew up together in a single house, raised and taught by a robot even though none of us were related. We lived at home with limitless entertainment in the form of advanced technologies. We had one day of the week for shopping, one day for going out and one day for labor. On labor days we were assigned a job and had to complete it in order to gain money for the week. Everyone got the same amount no matter the job. If you didn't show up for these jobs there were grave consequences. The Center often used torture as a method of punishment, or so we were told. No one close to me had ever actually been punished by The Center though. It was incredibly rare. Most of us lived our lives as good little pawns doing nothing more than eating, sleeping and entertaining ourselves. But one day, my regular boring life changed...

Wild Hearted, écrit par Wolfeine

This story begins in the country of Britannia. A country where several certain races live with one another. And at the center of these races stood a girl. A beautiful girl with wild molten hair and eyes that reflected the universe. She was the creation of love and the child of wilderness. She was someone full of wisdom, wisdom she had gathered from centuries of experience. Many don't know how she was born, some saying that she was the daughter of the blazing sun while others say that she was born from ashes during an alluring eclipse. The name they called her? Malaika Kya. Angel from the diamond sky. For eons she wandered, visiting many kingdoms and gaining many friends. She battled battles that many would have died from, protecting those she holds dear. Slowly, her family began to grow. Person by person, home by home, kingdom by kingdom. Her heart spreading the biggest of wings. But then it happened. The one she loved most was attacked, almost dying because of someone's idiocy. And so she fought. She fought for her dying family, soon gaining the powers of the internal flame buried deep inside her. Screeching her painful cry, she fought in her new form with all her might. But it wasn't enough as it's hand sprouted from her body. Tears fell from the eyes of her lover, his eyes wide as he watched her body wither in pain. Hey dark eye were gentle a she watched his physical pain disappear, his wounds sealed shut as he snatched her closer one more time. Softly she apologized, saying words she wanted so badly to say before sealing their goodbye with a kiss. After one last smile, she disappeared into the fire below, her body dissipating into the molten flames as her words echoed into the soundless wind. "Mind telling me about that promise again?"

Behind the Screams!, écrit par AnouskaBhonsule

DISCLAIMER: It is imperative that readers understand that Paganism, Wicca, and Witchcraft are very subjective to the selection of the individual's beliefs, many people have varying opinions- some contrasting and some similar. I aim to merely outline the main ideas of Paganism, Wicca and Witchcraft although I cannot stress enough that there will always be more to this path than what entails in this book. This subject matter is incredibly vast and cannot possibly be summarised or told to a high degree of accuracy as it is very broad and dependant on the individual- everyone is different. Behind the Screams acts my prideful and unique passion-filled project established to inform those who may not have been properly introduced to the existence of Witchcraft and Wicca. Every chapter contains engaging content which, has been carefully created and constructed by my very own primary and secondary research. All secondary data has been thoroughly and whole-heartedly assessed and critiqued- found from a variety of credible sources e.g. amino witch group apps, articles, books and even interviewers with practitioners. I aspire to dismantle any incorrect pre-set schemas made about Paganism, Witchcraft, and Wicca as well as offer you a helping hand in rebuilding the mental representations correctly. Each chapter and topic brims with fascinating and comprehensive details on the history, basis, purpose, and reason for the practice of witchcraft and Wicca. Explore my book and immerse yourself in all that Witchcraft and Wicca have to offer; perhaps Behind the Screams will succour to ignite an interest and desire to discover them in you, as it has me...

Awakening - The Last Science #1, écrit par Etzoli

No one ever knows the whole story... Nestled deep in the forests of the Pacific Northwest, something is emerging. Kept in absolute secrecy, it seeps into a fading town, quietly shared from person to person. For Alden Bensen, a directionless high school graduate, this discovery could mean an escape from his empty existence. To Rachel DuValle, perpetually underestimated and dismissed by the world, magic represents a chance to become something much greater than herself. In the face of an unsuspecting world, their decisions shape the growth of a budding society discovering untold power. This potent force offers anyone the power to change humanity forever - or send it cascading into swift and total annihilation. ----- The Last Science is an ongoing science-fiction / low-fantasy web novel series. New chapters will be posted on Fridays for as long as it takes to tell the whole story. For Wattpad only, chapters are split up by individual scenes-if you would prefer the whole chapters in single pieces, please visit my homepage or another site where I post this story, thanks! Discord: https://discord.gg/5NYk6za Patreon: https://patreon.com/etzoli Content Warning (by request): This series delves into some topics and situations which may be upsetting for some readers. In American rating parlance, the narrative would be rated PG-13 (except for language), but some have noted the story can get pretty dark on occasion. Please use your best judgment, and don't be afraid to take breaks and come back later. I'll still be here! This story will also be published weekly at my website (https://etzo.li). There will be no differences in content, but slight differences in formatting. Feel free to read at whichever site or app you prefer. If you're enjoying the story, consider dropping me a vote over on Top Web Fiction, or come say hi on Discord. Thanks! Discord: https://discord.gg/5NYk6za Patreon: https://patreon.com/etzoli

The Mechanics of Us, écrit par ashes_of_tributes

Human DNA is composed of stars. Stars that have been broken down into nanoparticles that have dispersed themselves throughout the universe; they harness the energy of the cosmos and transitively embedded their limitless potentials in every fiber of conscious existence. Logically, there has to be a reason then as to why life was given to those on Earth. Why humans were given such divinities from the universe. After all, the saying goes, "everyone was born for a reason," meaning those born with unworldly energies must have been given life to fulfill an unknown purpose that is greater than themselves. We are only given a certain amount of time in this world to live up to our given potential because, just like the stars, humans also fade away. A star's glow is a result of a series of chemical reactions that are housed at its core. Similarly, our lives are like a series of chemical reactions, vibrant, unpredictable, chaotic. They only last for a certain amount of time before the limiting reagent is used up in its entirety, ceasing the continuation of spontaneity. All of us have a limiting reagent, a chemical that is used up first, which then halts the chemical reaction and stops its continuity. And unfortunately, some of us possess a more powerful limiting reagent than others, making their chemical reaction burn out quicker than others. In this society, when your time is up, it is up, there is nothing else to be done. Any form of medication or medical intervention that was not created naturally by the Earth is frowned upon. That form dilutes the existing energies and manifestations of limitless potential. It makes those who use it less than and, in a way, tainted by the inconveniences of man-made alterations. However, grief can push some to go extra lengths to make their chaos continue even if it is just for a little bit longer.

MINDSLIP, écrit par TonyHarmsworth

MINDSLIP is the catastrophe which hits the Earth at 8.15am GMT next Wednesday morning. It began six hundred and fifty years earlier when Betelgeuse fulfilled its long-held prophecy to turn supernova. The radiation, gamma rays and gravitational waves hit the Earth at the same time as a coronal mass ejection. The combined bombardment causes all creatures on the Earth to swap minds, leaving people in animals, animals in people, men in women and children in adults. The nightmare which follows becomes a social and economic catastrophe. Geoffrey Arnold becomes a key figure in the government catastrophe committee, formed to resolve the myriad issues raised by MINDSLIP. Power generation, the health service, farming, pay, pensions, education, the banking system and asset ownership spiral into chaos. In addition, Geoffrey must save his wife from an imminent premature death brought on by one of the MINDSLIP effects. MINDSLIP is a realistic, frightening and sometimes amusing work of imagination which explores how people and families react to the world being changed beyond recognition. Note: MINDSLIP had been acquired by a publisher who, regrettably, has now folded. Rather than put the original version up on Wattpad, I have decided to give it a considerable edit. I'd love to know what you think. The early chapters might disturb, but hopefully they will also make you think about how you would deal with Geoff, Andrea, Angus, Caroline or Allan's situations. Use the comments to tell me what you would have done? (C) 2017 Tony Harmsworth - All Rights Reserved. For the avoidance of doubt, anyone using this storyline, characters or copying prose or dialogue without written permission, will be prosecuted under international intellectual property laws. If you wish to write fan fiction based on my work, please seek written permission.

i know the end // j. r. baker, écrit par sopranoeilish

You ask for Ellie Williams core Julien Baker and I deliver. Alternate Universe post-apocalyptic story. Think The Walking Dead meets The Last of Us meets Zero Horizon Dawn. ~ The robots were never designed to take over every function, just your basic ones. Specifically engineered devices meant to serve only the 1% that could afford them. They were never meant to be accessible. But when creating any technological advancement you need to think of updates, enhancements, anything to keep the cash flow running. It was the picture perfect definition of how greed corrupts all. At some point they went too far, and they became too sentient. Fused together to get bigger, larger than life, take over entire corporations, cities, completely and totally dismantle the government as it was. When fused together each device developed its own type of venom. When infected it lead to complete and total organ failure, hardening your insides, twisting your DNA until you're just like one of them. Julien Rose Baker was left for dead originally, broken down into nothing during a takeover but not enough to completely infected. She was nearly lifeless whenever a leader of a growing community found her. Fast forward through recovery and years of training and now she's probably the most ruthless second-in-command. Incapacitating every device she comes across, every other cyborg they created, and destroying each and every hard drive plucked from their metal minds. Aurora was previously a med student headed to be the most promising resident in Southern California, before the takeover. Now she spends most of her time on the run amongst the desolated state searching for a cure. Amongst the communities she is highly sought after, hunted, to put it as bluntly as possible so they can take most of research for their own use. Despite the amount of people on the lookout for her though she has never managed to be found. Until Julien finds her.

I'll Be Holding on to You, écrit par FairlyLocalTreehouse

"Who would you live for? Who would you die for? . . . And would you ever kill?" Some people are just born with tragedy in their blood. Dorienne and her best friends definitely fall into that category, and have spend much of their lives recovering from surviving. When someone dares to hurt those they love, the gifted teens commit an untraceable act of vengeance and justice. But the harm has already been done, and in the aftermath they lose one of their own, leaving them reeling. Now in their early twenties, they find themselves shakily rising once more. New friends bring some much-needed happiness into their lives, as well as unexpected romance . . . even as love forms new ties within the group. Maybe there can be life after loss, however different it may be. "Okay, I know that there are terrible, terrible people out there, but listen. I also know that there are people who stop and stare at tiny plants growing out of sidewalk cracks, people who laugh so loud they snort, people who compliment others randomly, people who take pictures of their friends because they love seeing their friends happy, people who ramble about things that they're passionate about, people who blush and stutter, people who are kind, people who are warm, people who love and love and love and love." -Anonymous

The Damned Children, écrit par Balladoad

Humanity has unlocked the elixir of eternal life. The brain can be cleaned and washed back into youthfulness. The body cannot. But by transporting the brain to a younger body, one that can host it, it can continue living. The synthetically produced humans are not people. Of course they're not. If they were people then the originally occurring humans would be monsters for killing them and transferring originally occurring brains into their bodies. The originally occurring people are not monsters. Of course not. They just want to live. And to save something you need to kill something. The synths are a necessary sacrifice. ----- Ika has heard what the originals think about the synths. But she also knows her own heart, and her own grief, and her own terror.

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Is This The End?

I had been living in this dystopian universe my whole life. We lived simple, meaningless lives. I wasn't sad, merely dissatisfied. No one here was ever sad. The Center, which was our government, forced us to take a pill every morning to make sure we were always happy and healthy. For most of our lives we lived at home with our odd families that the government stuck us into as babies. Usually five children were put into each household. We grew up together in a single house, raised and taught by a robot even though none of us were related. We lived at home with limitless entertainment in the form of advanced technologies. We had one day of the week for shopping, one day for going out and one day for labor. On labor days we were assigned a job and had to complete it in order to gain money for the week. Everyone got the same amount no matter the job. If you didn't show up for these jobs there were grave consequences. The Center often used torture as a method of punishment, or so we were told. No one close to me had ever actually been punished by The Center though. It was incredibly rare. Most of us lived our lives as good little pawns doing nothing more than eating, sleeping and entertaining ourselves. But one day, my regular boring life changed...