Forget that people on the internet are real people.
What do you mean the author of the famous fanfic that 98% of the fandom has read is graduating the same year as me???!!!
I *totally* didnβt put a big olβ peony on my graduation cap because of a fanfiction I wrote. That would be a crazy thing to commemorate the gay you graduate college, what do you meeeeean-
I really wanna get back into writing so im taking fanfic requests!!!!
I do ninjago and monkie kid
Pls pls pls pls send me something pls pls pls pls pls
Edit: stopped taking requests cause i just ghosted this for like weeks and now u gotta finish my cinder x evil jay p0rn
My dumbass baby
thinking abt how ras was the one who resurructed the very people who once massacred and commited genocide on his ancestors, the people who see him and his kind as nothing but items and 'wretched beasts'. his ancestral opressors who he thought he would be able to control, who he thought he'd be able to change and bend their actions to his will, only for him to be beaten just like his ancestors once were
despite the fact that he was willingly working for them, he was still betrayed by them. he was still nearly killed by them. just thinking abt that
Someone already beat me too it cause i was too sick to draw ππ¦π¦π
someone please draw this as cinder im begging you
New cinder x evil jay smut dropping tomorrow π₯π₯π₯ watch out
We need a better name than wolfclan for ras/jordana/cinder cause the tags full of some furry thing
And wolfgang looks like some other fandom
I am slowly building up my ninjago fics. You canβt stop me and my flower titled fics.
So your telling me cinder, and jays goodness probably isnt shattered??!!!!
I headcanon that she just hired an actual child to work in the shop
mystake had a child right??? am i going crazy??
Project abandonedπ¦π¦π¦π¦
My pens are all old and dried up
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