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DNG MINI-STORIES
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In corso, pubblicata il mar 26, 2018
As you may know, we have a passion for writing about our Disney Next Generation Role-play so I decided to write mini-stories as a departure from the true storyline. So I'm writing mini-stories that are nothing like the origin/current stories. There will be AUs, Ships, and many kinds of things. Prepare yourself. 

(Important Things To Mention)
I will most likely NOT write lemons, smut or anything of like that besides limes. Lime would be the best case scenario but keep in mind THESE ARE KIDS 9-13!  Perverted thoughts will not be accepted most likely.

Since I love yanderes there might be some gory parts and things that might seem disturbing. 

I also love other Dere types so you'll also see them. 

Have a good/great day! Smile for me and share your amazing love through the day!  <3









You're still here? I might as well tell you a story. "Here's what happened at the Party's end! RICH SET A FIRE AND HE BURNED DOWN THE HOUSE! WOAAHHHH! RICH SET A FIRE AND HE BURNED DOWN THE HOUSE! WOAH! I THOUGHT I WAS DREAMING! EVERYBODY WAS SCREAMING!"
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