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pleaseitsjustrae0nly · 9 months

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Masterlist!

What I've written so far! The ones w/o a link are the ones I'm working on!

NINJAGO:

Scenarios:

But what if... (Lloyd x gn! reader) "But, I'm meeting your parents."

Monkey or Demon, your who I love. (Lloyd x Macaque!Fem! Reader) "Our love is forever immortal."

Stories:

I married a Badass Demon. (Lord Garmadon x LBD!FEM!reader) "Your Lady Bone Demon, mother to Lloyd Garmadon, and wife of Lord Garmadon."

So? Is it a crime to cuddle? (Lloyd x gn! reader) "Oni cuddles with Lloyd."

My own Dream Chaser. (Lloyd x Dream Chaser!Fem! Reader) "Lego Dreamzz reader!"

Your my own snow fall. (Zane x Jack Frost DAughter! Reader) "But there can be only one master of ice."

Your my princess, and I'll be your prince. (Lloyd x Serpentine Princess! Reader)" I don't care what you are, I love you for you."

I should have said it a day after. (Lloyd x half yo-kai!Fem! Reader) "My own yo-kai."

How can you love a beast like me? (Kai x gn! reader)"You may be different, but I'll still love you."

This is too much for a single life time. (Lloyd x Half hedgehog!Fem! reader) "This is just too much for me now."

Your the Pink to my Green (Lloyd x gn! reader) "Anything for you, your the pink to my green."

MHA

Scenarios:

Tattoo Artist! Shigaraki. (NSFW) Gangster! DAbi x Piercer!Reader (NSFW) Hawks Imagine (NSFW) Father Might! Headcannons!

Stories:

They took you away, and now I see you on a different side. (Platonic! Shigaraki x Gn! Reader)

RANDOM THINGS

Little Researcher (Yoru x gn!reader)

Biscuits my lord? (Platonic!Zuko x gn!Reader)

#asks <3 #asks open #ask box open #fluff #fluffy #ninjago #bnha #gn!reader #atla #masterlist #platonic #valorant #random stories #wowowowowowow

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balkanradfem · 18 days

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All of the gardening ladies in the community garden have started working on their parcels, and one who was very mean to me is no longer there, so I was very happy and looking forward to having a good time in the garden this year, without being worried about getting bullied.

So naively and optimistically, I went to say hi to all of the other ladies working in the garden, but I forgot, that for some reason gardening ladies around here just tend to not be normal people. I engaged in a casual conversation and accidentally mentioned that I already had planted some of my tomatoes, because it's so warm, and the lady I was talking to warned me that it was likely going to frost soon. I acknowledged that we used to have late frost in the earlier years, but I had always planted a risk wave and the last few years there was no late frost, and I contributed this to the climate change.

Outraged, she went 'Climate change? Don't talk to me about climate change, it's propaganda! I work in a insurance company and I'll tell you about climate change, we had the coldest summer last year, and we no longer insure for frost from how bad it's gotten, it is NOT getting warmer!'

And I didn't expect to be yelled at about climate change, nor that anyone at this point, could deny it, we're having summer temperatures at the beginning of April. I said 'Okay, whatever you say' to get out of that conversation, and then later I heard her talking to other ladies talking about how in some USA states it's forbidden to grow your own food, you are only allowed to plant flowers, but not vegetables. I looked that up just now, and it seems to be true, but only for front yard gardens, you can grow vegetables in the backyard. And some people were forced to stop gardening because of that law, and are fighting for their 'Right to Garden', which feels so dystopian! In the articles I read it was explained that front yard gardens were taking away from the 'aesthetic' of the neighborhood and that's why they were banned. Truly horrified by the fact that this can happen, why are people allowed to make laws based on aesthetic. And maybe it's not that, maybe that's just an excuse to force people to buy food instead of grow it.

#random stories #troubles in community garden #how i wish to have normal interactions with other gardeners #but no

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the-adventures-of-random · 4 months

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597.

Random sat down and then stood up again. He did that a few more times, then he stood up and walked out of the room. We went into the waiting room and looked around for people. He didn’t see any, so he sat down by himself in the corner. He waited for a few moments then started to read through the magazine that was resting on the table. Random made a paper sculpture out of a page and then he made another one and another one, then he had built a whole city out of paper. Then the wind blew, and the city collapsed.

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thewritingsofevbrowne · 1 year

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An arranged marriage between a Princess and a cruel King. The Princess soon learns how atrocious the King really is. How he torments those around him. The Princess shows the jaded King love and in return, he falls in love with the Princess. Only to discover she too holds many secrets.

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famouslyindecipherable · 3 months

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many of the nice things that happened to me yesterday

I had a really good day yesterday and i just thought I'd share. there's no point to this, almost all of it is uninteresting out of context, and im not gonna wrap it all up into something cohesive, but here's how my day was :)

first of all my morning started with me learning that some of my dad's photos from dashcon are Very popular to the point where if you google dashcon slenderman you can easily find someone's post of them, not to mention someone redrew a couple of the photos which was So So cool to see

my history of film class was pretty uneventful but my professor is an all around pleasant guy and i enjoy being in his class

then i went to get lunch (/breakfast. so really brunch) with my friend and it was some Banger Pasta. which is starting to become a thursday tradition bc she already goes to that place for lunch with our other friend so we go there early and when i go to class she just hangs out until our other friend gets there LOL

we were looking out the windows and we saw a little baby running around in a little puffer coat and she started chasing a starship robot (little food delivery robot, if you haven't heard of them) and she waved at it and the crowd (me and my friend) went Wild.

also this was expected bc i think it's their routine but three of my favorite professors in the film department (which i say even though this is my first semester having any of them LOL) also walked in and since my friend and i are both in film production one of them always points us out and says hi. the other two don't really say anything they're just kinda like :) but that's just how they are.

((also notably this brunch time is sandwiched between my classes with both of the professors who don't say much LOL,, i usually leave a few minutes after they leave bc me and one of them r going to the same place))

anyway after that i went to my editing class ofc and i finished up my edit of the hold up, i decided im okay with it not being particularly creative because it doesn't necessarily Have to be. sure mine won't stand out but that's okay, not everything i do has to be above and beyond

anyway editing is my last class of the day, and it was really really nice out (57°F, my favorite temperature ever) so i dropped by my room to put on a lighter jacket and i went and wandered around for a while

Then i ended up going to the library and i knocked out some stuff I've needed to get done, and After That i helped run a pop culture club meeting (im the vice president) which i usually don't enjoy a whole lot but this time we had bad fanfic night and the turnout was Pretty Great especially compared to our other meetings

Anyway then i went home and had some pizza. The end

#random stories

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thecatbehindyou · 7 months

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Paradise

That day, I went to Paradise.

“Welcome to Paradise, where you will become perfect.” A female voice spoke.

Paradise? That’s surprising. One minute I was going to sleep in my bed, the next, I’m in this place. How am I in paradise? I wasn’t a good person.

“It doesn’t matter if you were a good person before, you will become a perfect, flawless person here.” The voice giggled unnaturally. It could read my mind? Of course it could read my mind.

“How do I become flawless?” I was very eager to start, if I become flawless, they’d certainly be proud of me. Then I wouldn’t have to worry every day, about exams, tests, collapsing in Phys Ed, all that wouldn’t happen, and I would finally be something to be proud of, after so many disappointments. But me… is it even possible for me to become flawless?

“Of course you can, everyone can, this is paradise!” I beam, that was my chance, though, what would paradise really be like?

“A masked robot will take you to your room, oh, and here, this device will show you how perfect you are.” A small box emitting dim orange light materialised into my hands. To the side, I noticed a cloaked figure, it was a bit taller than me, I assumed it was a masked robot. Huh, weird, it’s chest is glowing really brightly.

“Masked robots are some of the most perfect entities in existence” Oh, understandable I guess, robots can’t sin, after all.

A door appeared next to me, it looked eerily like the door to my home. The masked robot moved through the door and I followed it. The box had been pinned to my chest, and it was glowing slightly brighter.

Nice, just being in paradise made me more perfect. But how does this thing even work?

As I stepped out of the door, I was faced with a quiet little village. There were farmers and ox working the fields, 5 houses lined one side of the field, perfect and symmetrical, packed tight together, without a space to even see through it, while the other 3 sides had dense hedges as if it were a fence, a barrier. The fields were divided into 5 equal, narrow parts, each part aligning with a house, the middle field was empty, whereas the rest all had a farmer and an ox each. Everything was so perfect, so symmetrical, not a line out of place.

This really is paradise.

The masked robot led me to the house in the middle, and I followed it into the house.

The house was small. There was a fireplace, a table in front of the fireplace, and nothing else. Where’s the bed? The masked robot reached out a gloved hand from under its heavy cloak and pushed a button in the centre of the table, which immediately transformed into a bed. Neat! But everything is symmetrical here, it’s so weird... The light on the box on my chest faded a little, I was very confused, oh well, it’ll get back on when I become a perfect person! The light brightened again, I guess it was just a technical malfunction.

I lay on the bed and looked up, the stone roof was flat and unnerving, as if it could fall down and crush me at any moment. I told myself not to worry, after all, that was Paradise, nothing bad could happen. I fell asleep, it has been a weird day. Tomorrow, I’m going to work hard and become a perfect person, and I’m never going to get bullied ever again, I’m never going to be a failure's to ever again, I’m never going to be a disappointment ever again, I will be flawless, perfect, something to be proud of.

The next day, I was awoken by the call of a rooster at dawn, weirdly enough, there was no sign of any type of poultry around. A tray of dry toast and water had appeared in the house, so I had breakfast and went out.

Once I was outside the house, I was greeted by four people. They were very nice, they gave me some seeds and a rake, and showed me to my ox, who was sitting near one of the hedges, grazing on the lush green grass.

“Here’s how you work the fields, first you have to water the soil, then you need to put the seeds on top of little mounds of dirt. That will probably take you the entire day, tomorrow, you will need your ox, and you will turn over the dirt, exposing the best bits of soil. After that, you need only to water them every day until it is time to harvest.” I nodded and took the watering can. There was a well at the centre of the end of the fields, so I did what I thought I was supposed to do.

I spent the entire morning watering the fields until it turned into muddy land, but the sun soon dried that up and I had to water it again. I thought this was paradise, why am I still doing manual labour? Oh, that’s probably how I become perfect. I went back into my house and had a drink of milk, which had somehow appeared on my table. I picked up the seeds and went to work, carefully laying them perfectly symmetrically along the length of the narrow field.

After a gruelling afternoon of work, I was sore and tired but my work was done and the light had gone from the sky. I found it rather confusing that the sun was obstructed the entire day, but I made no note of it. I enjoyed a dinner of buttered toast and water that didn’t taste stale, then I put the tray at the door and went to bed.

That night, the box on my chest glowed even brighter, I was overjoyed, if only one day of working in paradise can already make me so much more perfect, imagine what I will be after a month, or maybe even a year!

The next day, I turned over the soil with my ox. I named him Brownie, like the housekeeping spirit. He was a good ox, I liked him a lot, and I had lunch with the villagers. We talked about how our lives were before appearing here, one of them was an unemployed adult with an alcohol problem, there, his box glowed brighter than the others. They were such nice people, I no longer had to suffer through the hellscape that is my hometown. I want to stay here forever! This place really is paradise.

After that, my days fell into a routine, wake up, eat toast, drink water, water the fields, drink a glass of milk, water the fields again, then the light would go out from the sky, I’d have buttered toast and water, then I would go to bed, content that the box was glowing brighter and brighter each night. This repeated over and over again, once every few days, I would wonder about how this world works, and worry about if I was perfect or not, but the box would dim a little every time I thought about that, so eventually I stopped thinking altogether.

Somewhere between that, the previously unemployed man had “reached maximum perfection”, and had been taken to go transform into a higher being, we all envied him, I had hoped my turn would come soon. Over time, I had learnt how to become a great person, just stop thinking, do your job, everything will be fine and you’ll be perfect.

One day I woke up in the morning and found my box flashing a bright light, I realised I was no longer in the village, and I looked around, there was a masked robot standing next to me, sadly, my box was still not shining as brightly as its.

“You have reached the maximum perfection that a human can reach, just follow the masked robot into the next room and you will undergo the transformation into a higher being.” Maximum perfection? I did it! I’m perfect! I’m something to be proud of! I succeeded! This is definitely paradise!

I grabbed onto the masked robot’s arm while walking to the door that connected the place to the transformation room. To my suprise, it wasn’t the cold hard arm of a mechanical robot, but the warm flesh arm of a…human? The masked robot took off its cloak and gave me an almost mechanical smile. It was human, or at least, it had been human.

“Correct! You will soon be turned into a masked robot! The top of perfection!” a masked robot? Bereft of all emotion, bereft of all flaws, a perfect being… That would soon be me? I looked at the masked robot again, the box on its chest was glowing as brightly as the moon on a dark night. I smiled and followed it into a room filled with dark cloaks.

My heart was practically buzzing, I looked around, then I made the worst mistake of my life - I tripped and fell over. The flashing on the box stopped, the light went out, and it cracked. I held it in my hands and cried, harder than I ever had in my life, why did it happen now? After so much hard work, I wasn’t perfect anymore. My surroundings gradually darkened as my tears blocked more and more of it.

I woke up in my bed in my old home. It was just a dream. I was not perfect anymore. I had never been perfect. I was still disappointed in myself. I would never be proud of myself. I wish I had never tripped, then maybe I wouldn’t have woken up, and stayed there, peacefully, perfectly...

#psyhorror / psychological horror #angst #random stories

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lore-gore · 2 years

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Ridiculous things that happened in school:

One guy would always wear his backpack backwards. Like on his chest instead of his back.

A kid set fire to the sink (put papers towels in sink and lit it on fire.) He never got punished cause our school sucked ass. Next year he did it again.

A boy managed to parkour himself onto the roof of the cafeteria. He did not know how to get back down.

Two boys switched pants with each other in class. Like took off their pants and traded them in front of the whole classroom.

A girl asked my friend for a pair of scissors, then asked the teacher to go to the bathroom. She came back with bangs. She cut bangs for herself in the girls bathroom at school using borrowed scissors. Power move.

For a project we had to make brochures and present them. One boy said "I made mine a bit bigger so everyone could see" and then proceeded to pull out a tri-fold board.

During a theatre performance someone's phone went off. It was the Mario theme song. It echoed through the theater, killing everyone instantly. Best part is it wasn't a students phone, but an adult lady's.

We were in theatre and had to write a skit based off of a kids story. A group did Horton Hears a Who. The name was "Horton Hears a Who 2: The Electric Boogaloo: JoJo's not his son. " It was set as a game show meant to reveal your ancestry. What it did reveal was that the mayors wife cheated on him with the mailman. It was a true masterpiece, complete with a squeaky pubescent voice from JoJo, who looked like a human version of the character.

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awkwardgtace · 1 year

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No Official AU Stories

Written enough one shots or two shots like this that it gets it's own page now.

i know i can’t protect you with Mira and Kaya

Friends don't talk about each other that way Mira and Kaya

Dropping Flowers with Vitus and Crow Delphia

Fallen Pots with borrower Ash and Human Alessia

Mistletoe Traditions with borrower Ash and human Alessia

Surprising Coffee Addition with Human Streya

Trapped Before The Storm with Fairy Ryder, Fairy Delphia, and Human Felix

Warmth in the Cold with human Streya

Secret Santa with human Mira and borrower Kaya

First Time Indoors with borrower Alessia and Human Vitus

Is Indoors Really Safe? (follow up to First Time Indoors)

Ice Cube Prank Gone Wrong... or Right? with borrower Rhys and humans Felix and Ryder

A Normal Afternoon (Follow up to Ice Cub Prank Gone Wrong... or Right?)

A Change of Pace with self insert person and random named giant

Enchantment or Curse with fairy prince Rhys and Human Vincent

Princess and Protectors with Alessia, Ash, and fairy Delphia (takes place in the enchantment or curse world)

A Small Unkindness with tiny bird!Dabria and humans Rhys and Vitus

Rainy Changes with Human Dabria and borrower Alessia

Broken Changes with Fairy kids Rhys and Ash and humans Vitus and Dabria

Intimidating Presence with giant Kid Felix and humans Vitus and Dabria

Open Secrets with Delphia and Alessia

Simple Night with Evelyn and Conny

#random stories #masterlist sections #multiple ocs #OC:Mira #OC:Kaya #oc:alessia #oc:ash #oc:ryder #oc:felix #oc:seer/delphia #oc:vitus #oc:streya #oc:rhys

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therealrichardpapen · 10 months

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Do you guys want some bird stories? Cuz I know the whole family drama of a bird family living next to me, lol

#birds #random stories

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tempoaryblogformightyjensblog · 10 months

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So like

Did anyone else think that ‘Hard R’ meant like, when a movie or something is super gruesome? Like ‘Goes hard into R territory?’ I used it like that on reddit only to be informed that is not at all what that means

#I am sorry #Reddit #Random stories #Personal #Goofs #language

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sheerioswifties · 1 year

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Storytime!!!

So my parents used to do these weekly happy hour/ gossip&game nights with their group of friends, and there was this one period of time where the ~Big Thing~ with all of them was having lemon drop martinis. Particularly lemon drop martinis with the ~Meyer~ lemons. Like they all got so into this, obtaining and using the super special fancy shmancy Meyer lemons (which, okay, tbh I mean yes I have since learned in cooking that the Meyers kinda do live up to the hype like they've got uses in certain dishes where they're just awesome especially the zest). The thing was, though, that of course they are only in season for a short period each year. So one of the couples in this group had bought the lemons in bulk, and the wife juiced and then froze them all into lemon cubes to be used year-round; which is something that can be done with a lot of things, it's a pretty good hack.

One evening, when the group was over at this couples' home for their Super Special Lemon Drop martinis, and everyone was ready for another round, the husband (let's just call him Jack) volunteered to go make them. His wife (let's call her Jill) instructed him to make for sure that he used those cubes so they'd have the super special Meyer lemons in their drinks. Jack obliged and soon he was passing out fresh martinis to everyone at the table.

The group continued with their chit-chat as they began to take sips of the martinis, only to all quickly recoil after finding that these drinks tasted a bit... off. They'd take more sips, trying to figure out what exactly it was that made these drinks taste so different. Had the lemons gone bad? Had any of the other ingredients? I mean... the other ingredients were mostly/basically alcohol so it seemed it had to be the lemons, they surmised.

Jill questioned Jack- "are you SURE you used the MEYER lemons? The frozen cubes in the freezer?" "Yes, honey, of course," Jack responded. Everyone continued to sip their drinks, trying to put a finger on what exactly it was that was different. Confusion was mounting. Jill was giving Jack side-eye and Jack was feeling attacked as if he was somehow to blame for the odd tasting martinis despite having done everything exactly as instructed.

Finally, a thought dawned on Jill- and a cringe began forming on her face to accompany the creeping realization she'd just come to. She asked Jack to clarify, regarding those frozen lemon cubes- "did- did you use the ones in the back/right side of the freezer? In the blue zip-lock bag?" "Yes, those ones, in the back on the right," Jack replied, "but they were in a red zip-lock, not blue...?" and it was at this moment that Jill knew what had transpired.

You see, Jill had used that freezing cubes hack in lots of ways- in addition to lemon juice, she'd also freeze things like, for example, concentrated chicken broth into cubes for quick and easy use.

Jack had unknowingly accidentally used cubes of chicken broth to make these martinis. Everyone was right in feeling that this round of lemon drop martinis didn't taste right- because they weren't lemon drop martinis. They were chicken broth martinis.

My parents and their friends drank chickentinis. CHICKENTINIS

#storytime #i new hopefully regular segment on this here blog #story time #Dec 9 #random stories #ot #tw alcohol #happy hour #the chickentini story #i was a kid but I'll never forget this #it was so funny especially bc of how like posh they all thought they were drinking the Meyer lemon martinis like idk what even but #fafafafjjfafjajfdjfs i cannot imagine

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hellqueengaige · 1 year

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Random Story Time!

So I was playing the pokemon tgc with one of my friends and we were both doing good against each other. In a move he managed to get out his Arceus and attach every energy type on it making his damage able to one shot everything I had. None stood any chance. My regi ice was out and could only deal 75 to its 120 health.

The god llama had no mercy for my poor regi and nothing else on my bench could do enough damage to finish it but one girl, a lone Dunsparce with second bite; a move that does 10 damage and an additional 10 for every 10 damage markers on the opposing pokemon. I overkiled the god lama with her and cleaned everything up with my other pokemon because he put most of his other pokemons energy onto that llama.

To this day he hates Dunsparce with a passion but I shall forever love and remember my girl who killed god.

#pokemon #pokemon tgc #dunsparce #random stories #Arceus #god llama #story time

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the-adventures-of-random · 1 month

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Random looked at the leaves and thought about raking them into a pile, but once he did that, he wasn’t sure what he should do. Should he leave them as is and let them decompose over the next several months, or should burn them, or something else? Random didn’t know and he kind of didn’t care. He did care about how the slugs were looking at him while he gazed at the leaves. The slugs didn’t have a friendly look to them and Random didn’t trust them. So instead of getting into it with them, Random quietly walked away, leaving the disgruntled slugs to themselves.

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thewritingsofevbrowne · 1 year

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"Then there are those kisses when we love someone we want to show our undying love for someone," Edgar said. He leaned in and gave her a gentle kiss on the lips. "Then there is the passionate kiss, filled with fiery devotion and excitement," He told her. Before Orbelle could even mutter a word before Edgar picked her up and set her down on the desk. He cupped her cheeks and gave her a deep. Invigorating kiss before pulling away to take a breath. "But those kisses usually lead to something else..." He uttered to her.

(Excerpt from Part Two)

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missfliss88 · 2 years

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Books I've Read....

My Review: Lovely stories. An author’s view on life and friends. I was about to say the best was kept for last but that’s not true. These stories are all on an equal footing. Life for all of us is made up of random moments - some made special by the people or places in them. 4 stars.

#booksiveread #bookreview #myreview #ann patchett #these precious days #memories #reading #life #reflection #language #books #goodread #random stories

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lgraewrites · 2 years

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Howl at the Moon now has 6 stories posted.

I hope you enjoy them!

Requests are always open.

Posted on AO3 and WP

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