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Who’s ready for ANOTHER Amandakko Week?! 
It will be from March 12 - March 18, 2023!
Amazing art by @flowers-that-sing!
Themes:
Day 1: Pranks
Day 2: Flying
Day 3: Dance battle
Day 4: Secrets
Day 5: Trip
Day 6: Sleepover
Day 7: Free day
Rules and Reminders:
No NSFW AT ALL! I will not accept any NSFW at all. They will not be added to this blog, even if they are aged up.
Any type of media is accepted! The only limit is your imagination!
Please tag this blog in your post, or in the tags! #amandakko week 2023 is what I’ll be using! If you don’t have a Tumblr, submission box is open!
If you have any questions, concerns, advice, or anything at all, feel free to message me! I don’t bite!
The most important rule of them all: HAVE FUN!!!
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flowers-that-sing · 1 year
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gonna post the “amanakko canon” thing i wrote for all my amanakko girlies 🥳
i wrote this in 2020 and you can definitely tell 3 years have passed but i still stand by everything in it. sorry for the klance reference though
this is all pulled from the show, the movie, and the video game
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ALSO: in the video game, akko says about amanda, “we’re not exactly… friends” but they’re definitely not acquaintances or something and by that point they have a much more positive than negative relationship. so WHAT ELSE ARE YOU HUH👀i see you akko i see you
also, the studio that made lwa also made bna in which michiru and nazuna also have a clearly romance coded relationship, as well as kill la kill where the two best friends (both girls) end up dating. so yknow. its not a reach at all
plus akko looks at amanda like she hung the damn moon
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come ON amanda is BLUSHING.
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ask-amandakko · 2 years
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I haven’t posted here in a while, I plan to return (someday)
But I’m gonna drop my LWA fic, I also haven’t updated it in a while but there’s Amandakko
I’ll add a link later but AO3 is down rn. You can still read it on fanfiction.net. It’s called “Little Witch Treasure Hunt”
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thecosmosproject · 8 months
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Amanda: Uh oh
Akko: What?
Amanda: I see an angry girlfriend coming our way
Akko: Mine or yours?
Amanda: Does it matter?
Akko: If it's yours, we'll live. If it's mine, we're deader then Croix's dreams!
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attsu33 · 1 month
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ts4ritsa · 8 months
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Amanda o'neill and akko dating hcs .o. I loved the way you wrote for Amanda in your last set of hcs!!
₊˚ପ⊹ relationship headcanons ;
ft. atsuko “akko” kagari & amanda o’neill from little witch academia * ˚ ✦
tags / cw: gn!reader
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AKKO ✰
- her boundless enthusiasm and determination would bring tons of vibrant energy in your guys’ relationship
- together, you’ll embark on exciting adventures like learning new spells, encountering majestical creatures, and exploring the magical world
- if you’re willing to teach her some new magic tricks, she’ll smother you with hugs and spin you around, thanking you a bajillion times
- she likes to hold your hand in public and she loves giving and receiving kisses on the cheek
- akko’s cheerful and ditzy nature will make for a lot of silly moments and laughs, and she’s very easy to tease
- despite any difficulties you may have, akko will make sure that she does everything in her power to make the relationship work!
AMANDA ✰
- dating amanda would definitely be really exciting, and you can never truly predict what will happen next with her around
- she’s pretty touchy, so expect her to have her arm around you or shes dragging your arm for you to come along with her. she likes to be dramatic sometimes and give you kisses on the back of your hand
- she’ll insist you join in on her thrilling escapades and daring exploits, and if you do, amanda will be super stoked and make sure you both have the most fun you’ve ever had
- if you don’t wanna, she won’t mind that much but she’ll pout a little. but you better be there to rescue her if she accidentally gets caught up in trouble!
- if you ever end up getting hurt, she’ll try her best to help you get fixed up. she might not be the best at it though — but she’s trying
- if you were to do the same to her, she’d probably be embarrassed and would try to hide it by bragging about how cool her stunt was and asking if you saw her
- really, she’s got your on your toes at all times cause she’s always up to something. she may be your girlfriend, but that doesn’t always make you safe from her reckless pranks or actions!
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© ts4ritsa (do not repost w/o credits)
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djangoultra · 2 years
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Amanda Teasing Akko [Day Version]
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LWA The Enchanted Parade 'deleted escene'
Reference Image: https://imgur.com/gallery/CwOdoRp
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I hope you like it!
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wingman au 🤭
so ik not every1 saw this but a while back i sent a few asks to @/dailydiannakko (is that how you spell it??) detailing an au i had where andrew and amanda ended up wingmanning diakko and ive been wondering if i should write for it?? ive got ideas for a bunch of chapters and concepts so i think i may, but i wanna see what yall would like!
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What is 1 LWA ✨ ship that you like that isnt Diakko or Charoix?
Feel free to add why!
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Rarecember #18
"I know my Girlfriend is a... Witch"
(Pink x Purple partners) ☾ *。・˚:✧。‧₊˚
I just realized there is something like Rarecember (Rarepair december), so why not :D
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*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Monakoko and Amandakko
I wanted to draw something with them but im in art block, maybe I will do it later
Rarecember template (by @liamzoid) :
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amandaoneilsimp · 1 year
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DESPERATE NEED OF HELP
I NEED AMANDA X Y/N FANFICS AHH
I CRAVE AMANDA FROM LITTLE WITCH ACADEMIA SOO MUCH, I WANT HER SOO MUCH
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Akko: All my girlfriend does is treat me like shit!
Lotte: What happened?
Amanda: I didn’t make her a bowl of cereal.
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elliot-ist · 2 years
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A pt. 2 of the recent sketches. I just love the RGB trio because they are my moods in the week.
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fusionfanatic · 2 years
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Maybe its just me but those first 15 seconds of LWA’s season 1 outro song fills me with an indescribable type of awe and wonder that words simply can’t convey. You have to listen to it. I’ve never listened to anything remotely like it before or since.
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thecosmosproject · 8 months
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I just realized that Akko is so short that Diana BENDING DOWN is still taller than her...
{An argument between the two girls infuses}
Akko: Ugh!! You're such a- a-! A GOODY TWO SHOES!!
Diana: Because you're nothing but a pain in my side, you think you can do whatever you want!!
Akko: Why don't you get down to my level for once and see if it's destructive or not!!
Diana: Fine!! *Diana bends down + bends her knees slightly to meet Akko's eyes*
Akko:
Diana: Being at your level is too destructive for me, so I'll continue to be a goody two shoes! *She stands up straight and walks off*
Amanda wheezing in the corner: THAT WAS UNCALLED FOR LMAO
Akko: SHUT UP!!
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thetraumaking · 9 months
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“I Believe in You” Ch. 3
Since the day you first showed your affinity for magic at the tender age of five, your father has relentlessly pushed you to practice and study from sunrise to sunset. He was a stern and demanding figure, always overseeing your training and spellcasting. Despite his tough approach, you gave it your all, determined to prove your worth and make him proud. Little did you know that your magical journey would be intertwined with both the love and tragedy of your parents.
Your mother, on the other hand, was a beacon of love and support. While she never truly loved your father, she adored you, her precious baby girl. Together, you would delve into ancient texts, explore history, and learn various languages. Your favorite activity together included in you writing stories for your mother to read, you would snuggle up beside her as she brought the imaginary world on the paper to life with her voice.
Her unwavering faith in you became a source of strength, and her encouraging words, 'I believe in you,' echoed in your mind even during the darkest of times. Ironically, those words would become her last, forever etched in your heart.
Deep within the heart of the Forbidden Forest, where ancient trees loomed like sentinels and eerie whispers echoed through the shadows, lay an arena, shrouded in mystery and time-worn grandeur. Its towering stone walls are covered in intricate engravings depicting mythical creatures and long-forgotten battles. The arena floor is an expanse of weathered cobblestones, each bearing the weight of countless histories.
At the age of 10, you stood with your parents by your side. Your mother's gentle touch on your shoulder reassured you, her unwavering support evident in her eyes.
Your parents took a step back, leaving you to face the ominous darkness ahead. With a deep breath, you began the incantation, your voice steady and filled with determination. The very air seemed to pulse with anticipation as you called upon the shadow beast, Umbrasil, from the depths of night.
As the incantation continued, the forest grew eerily quiet, and the shadows seemed to coalesce into something tangible. Slowly, a dark and ethereal figure emerged from the gloom, its form twisted and elusive. This was Umbrasil, the creature of darkness you were meant to tame and forge a contract with.
Confidence surged through your veins as you believed in your training and your mother's belief in you. You chanted the incantation with conviction, holding your ground as the shadow beast circled you. Your eyes never wavered, locking onto Umbrasil's as you summoned all your strength and resolve.
But as the fight intensified, you began to feel the weight of the battle taking its toll. The relentless attacks from Umbrasil started to overwhelm you, and your stamina began to weaken. Your small frame struggled to keep up with the ferocity of the creature's strikes.
Your mother's voice pierced through the haze of battle, urging you to keep going, to believe in yourself. "You can do it, my dear! You have the strength within you!" she encouraged, her voice a beacon of hope amidst the darkness.
"I believe in you!"
As exhaustion threatened to engulf you, doubt started to creep in. Were you truly capable of defeating Umbrasil? The fear of failure gripped your heart, but you couldn't let your mother down. You had to prove that her belief in you was not misplaced.
Summoning every last ounce of strength, you pushed through the weariness, your eyes locking once more with Umbrasil. With a fierce determination, you mustered your remaining energy and unleashed a powerful spell, weaving shadows and light together in a dazzling display of magic.
In that moment, time seemed to slow as Umbrasil's attacks faltered, and you found an opening. Seizing the opportunity, you struck back with all your might, unleashing the full force of your magic on the shadow beast.
You had let your guard down.
Umbrasil wasn't some mindless beast, it was sentient, it can think and worst of all, strategies. The opening you saw was part of its plan, and you fell right into it.
In a moment of danger, your mother selflessly pushed you out of harm's way, taking the hit from a shadowy spear meant for you.
Grief and shock washed over you as you witnessed your mother's sacrifice. Before the monstrous creature could strike again, your father intervened, using his own magic to restrain and seal the beast beneath the mansion. You were left alone on the ground, under the watchful eye of the full moon, staring at the clear night sky, cradling your mother's lifeless body. Your father, without uttering a word, simply left, leaving you to grapple with the weight of loss and sorrow.
After that fateful night, the once cherished magic that had filled your heart with wonder became a source of bitterness and resentment. The constant pressure, the loss of your mother, and the burdens of your family's lineage left you with a profound hatred for magic. It felt like a cruel and relentless force that had stolen the most precious person from your life.
In the years that followed, your hatred towards magic grew. You became indifferent towards the people you share blood. You despised the so called "gift" you possessed.
Many moons later, after your dear mother's demise, you once again came back to the arena deep within the forest. The grounds where your mother's blood forever tainted.
By the whispers of shadows, I call your name,
Umbrasil, creature of darkness, come forth without shame.
From the depths of night, where secrets hide,
Answer my call, by our contract abide.
With words of power and incantations old,
I summon you, the shadow's stronghold.
Rise from the darkness, emerge from the gloom,
Umbrasil, heed my call, break the silent tomb
Through moonlit veil and starless sky,
Let your presence descend, drawing nigh.
With shadows as your cloak, and darkness as your guide,
Appear before me now, in shadows you reside.
Umbrasil, guardian of the hidden realm,
By our bond and contract, overwhelm.
With your strength and wisdom, by my side,
Together we stride, shadows as our guide.
When your father dispelled the seal, you immediately unleashed your powers. Spell after spell, you overwhelmed it, giving it no room to think or even breath.
You had learned your lesson the first time you fought it.
You had unleashed everything, every drop of mana, combined with years worth of pent up anger and frustration. The mighty beast of the shadows, had now turned into a punching bag.
You didn't stop till you were sure it was at ends meet, not till parts of it's body started to crumble away into dark particles.
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Since the beginning of this school year, a couple of weeks had already passed. From day one, you had deliberately made a point of arriving late to every class you attended. Surprisingly, despite your tardiness, the old crones who served as your professors seemed to hold high expectations for you and refrained from writing you up for being late.
One particular student, Amanda O'Neil, couldn't help but question this blatant display of favoritism towards you. Yet, whenever she voiced her concerns to the professors, they simply waved her off or offered half-assed excuses in your defense. They cited your family business, Nyx Enterprise, and the numerous responsibilities you carried as its heiress, suggesting that you had important matters to attend to and oversee.
These recycled excuses never failed to elicit an eye roll from the fiery-haired teen. The special treatment you received rubbed her and others the wrong way, especially since you always seemed to comfortably secure the top spot on the scoreboard.
Despite the perks and expectations that seemed to surround you, Amanda couldn't shake the feeling that something wasn't entirely fair about the situation. Especially after crossing paths with you at a bar she had sneaked into.
Unlike Diana, you didn't appear to exert even half the effort she did in engaging in charity work and helping your peers with their spell casting. Nightly patrols to ensure students were adhering to curfew or sucking up to the professors to assist with class preparations were nowhere on your agenda.
While Diana wholeheartedly embraced students seeking extra help, you took a different approach, claiming that your way of helping was by not assisting them. Your somewhat aloof demeanor left many of your peers feeling discouraged from seeking your support. Diana, however, couldn't stand idly by and confronted you with her self-righteousness, lecturing you on the importance of being there for others.
Despite the majority of your peers giving up on reaching out to you for support, Akko remained undeterred. No matter how many times you pushed her away, she returned the next day with even more determination to connect with you. Her unwavering spirit and determination to understand you on a deeper level set her apart from the others, making you wonder what it was about her that kept drawing her back to you.
On the day prior to the broom relay, Akko's excitement was palpable as she approached you, eager to have you join her team for the race. Despite her enthusiastic pleas, you had to remind her that the teams had already been established, each with their colored sashes, and you could only participate with your designated group.
However, the spirited and unpredictable Sucy had other plans. In a twist of fate, she took it upon herself to tie Akko to her broom and lead her towards an intriguing contraption—a cannon. The peculiar sight left you intrigued and curious as to where this whimsical adventure would lead. Without hesitation, Sucy ignited the cannon, sending Akko soaring through the air like a whimsical projectile, her destination seemingly the fabled land of Oz.
As the broom relay unfolded, you found yourself listening in on conversations among passersby, eager to learn the results. The rumor mill churned, and you soon discovered that the blue team emerged as the triumphant victors, though you couldn't help but wonder if Akko's cannon-propelled escapade played a part in the race's outcome.
Since arriving at the school, you had formed a secret habit of breaking curfew to venture on midnight flights and peaceful walks in the enchanting garden. Under the veil of darkness, the thrill of soaring through the night sky on your broom brought you a sense of liberation and joy, allowing you to momentarily escape the perils of the mortal plane.
The mesmerizing plants and enchanting fauna of the school's garden reminded you of your own family garden—the sacred sanctuary you and your mother once shared.
In the past, the stroll through the garden during the day had been a cherished and intimate experience reserved solely for your mother. It was a place where you and her nurtured magical wonders and shared precious moments together. The garden held a unique and personal significance, a realm where the enchanting beauty of nature intertwined with the warmth of family bonds.
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