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Decided to refresh my commission info! Here you go: Examples of my work: ( 1, 2, 3 ) I also have this tumblr account specifically for my writings. As you can see, I am capable of doing both short stories and multiple-chapter stories. I am very flexible in general. Fandoms I am most familiar with: Dragon Age Mass Effect Assassin's Creed Witcher Amnesia Okami RWBY Disney Transformers (specify universe) Historical fiction LOTR/the Hobbit/The Silmarillion GoT X - Files Harry Potter Percy Jackson Twilight Warriors Silent Hill Supernatural ATLA/ATLK Hetalia Pokemon/Digimon Star Trek Star Wars MLP The Labyrinth Lovecraftian horror Mortal Kombat Marvel/DCU Steven Universe FNAF League of Legends Don't Starve Kingdom Hearts Sonic the Hedgehog Final Fantasy (VII/VIII/X) Dragon Ball Z Bleach Fullmetal Alchemist Sailor Moon Tomb Raider DnD Skyrim Overwatch Resident Evil Alien Predator (franchise) Fire Emblem Doki Doki Literature Club! Yu-Gi-Oh! And if you don’t see a fandom here you can ask

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And We Haven't Even Begun! by Magical-Awesome-Kid, literature

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And We Haven't Even Begun!

A whistle blew somewhere in the distance. Amongst the crazy crowds of King’s Cross Station, there were two people traveling through whom almost seemed misplaced among the masses. One was a rather large and beefy man, his stature born out of pure muscle, with red hair and beard braided intricately across his head and face. He wore a rugged, grey shirt and worn brown pants with, of all things, fur boots on September first in London. He seemed out of place and time there in the modern station. The other person was a midget in comparison. A young, lanky boy of eleven, pushing a cart with lug

First day by StrangeEstrangement, literature

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First day

The train started forward, the almighty jolt scattering those first years that hadn't found a seat yet. For the first time in forever Anna felt...sick. She looked out of the window, regretting the large breakfast and frequent chocolatey snacks she ate before boarding in a hopeless attempt to calm jittery nerves. Anna was normally the boisterous sort but everything felt so alien all of a sudden and she felt herself sticking out like a sore thumb. She buried her mouth in the neck of her skandy-knit sweater and thought back to what her sister had said on the platform. "It's normal to be nervous, everyone is. So just talk to some people OK? don