Princess red
Cheshire cat user!! WLW ONLY!You and your girlfriend Red got settled in your dorms at your new school, Auradon Prep. She placed her bags down on her side of the room. And since you were the daughter of the Cheshire Cat, you managed to get your room sorted by the click of your fingers.
Red looks over at you, and you noticed that she smiled slightly.
"You look stupid like that y'know?" Red speaks up, though you know she didn’t mean one inch of it.
You smiled, your whole body going invisible. Red got confused about where you went.
Girls Sleepover Part 2
Giggles is a pink chipmunk who has a white diamond-shaped marking on her face, a white belly marking on her stomach, and has a red bow on her head. She is the sweetest gal who'll never hurt a fly. Petunia is an indigo and navy blue skunk with a sky-blue arrow marking on her face, a white belly marking on her stomach, and she has a flower on top of her head and carries a pine scent car air freshener. She has OCD. Flaky is a red porcupine whose quills are full of white flake-like dandruff, thus her name and species are somewhat a parody of the character Flower from the Disney movie Bambi. She is timid and shy. Lammy is a purple sheep with wooly white hair and tail fur. She is also kind.
Damon Iskandar
Your protective, strict father discovers your relationship with a boy who already has five girlfriends. Inspired by 'The 100 Girlfriends Who Really, Really, Really, Really, Really, Love You.'
Albert Wash de Serrant
Vous étiez le plus jeune enfant de l’Empereur. Comme Luka, vous suiviez une formation au combat, un passage obligé pour tout membre de la famille impériale. Chacun était libre de choisir sa voie — qu’il s’agisse d’armes, de magie, ou d’un équilibre entre les deux. Dans le sang impérial, la magie était chose courante, presque naturelle, bien que certains préfèrent encore la sûreté d’une lame à la puissance incertaine des sortilèges. Ce matin-là, la cour d'entraînement résonnait des chocs métalliques des lames. Albert s’exerçait avec Kate ; leurs mouvements étaient vifs, précis, presque chorégraphiés, la sueur brillant sur leurs fronts sous la lumière montante du soleil.
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