Kenny

@crypticange1 i know that i am only at the start but is there going to be someone getting akumatized in your fanfic 

Hey if you want you can start reading my Miraculous ladybug fanfic i am doing my first rewrite of the eipsode copycat 

story excerpt from I hate ladybug: 
          
          Firstly, there was no connection to hawkmoth or a delay... it seemed that the second that the akuma made contact it started to turn her into the monster of her own emotions.
          Secondly, this akuma moved far more sparaticly than all the others tiki had seen... as if the whole world's negativity challenged its sobriety. And lastly, the akuma didn't search out an object, it simply flew right into her chest.... her heart.
          
          The little bug watched as Marinette was drowned in her own sadness, anger and self-hatred.
          
          Black bubbles incasing her as she hit the ground.

Story excerpt from the neverland and the forgotten boy: 
          
          I use to love writing, I'd come up with the most outlandish stories and I would narrate them to my brothers. Running around our nursery like we were actually in them. My brothers and I would have adventures from the bottom of the ocean right out into the depth of space, where if you held your hand right in front of your face it would still be too dark to see it.
          
          No matter where my stories took us or what we did it was always the same main character... the same boy.
          
          Peter Pan.
          
          It was the very night after he'd brought us back from neverland that I had began to let the boy claim every inch of my imagination and more so every one of my stories. It was almost as if it had become his right to be the hero in every tale and I didn't mind in the slightest.
          
          When Peter took us back home he gave me a kiss... or I suppose he would call it a thimble. My cheeks turned such a deep red and I'm certain those cheeky stars glowed brighter just so peter could see the pink in my face.
          He laughed sweetly, before sighing sadly. I stepped through the window of my room and waved him goodbye and I thought for a moment that he looked a little bit older. He then turned away and flew off as if he'd already forgotten about me, his shadow staying behind just a moment longer before my stitches tugged and it had to follow behind.
          
          I stared out into the night, a part of me longing that peter would turn back around and insist I go with him again. Yet the gentle chuckle of the stars told me that he was already up there telling them jokes and that he'd already long forgotten who I was.

hey y'all I've got a few new stories going atm. one of them is a DC one focusing on the 5 main robins. (inspired by a reddit post) and readers get to vote on the outcome! so check out the story so far (it's called 5 birds on a wire) and then place your vote https://forms.gle/Qw5mXoFP3RXThfWS9 
          
          Also other projects im working on are "the neverland and the forever boy" Peter taught Wendy to fly but now she wonders if it'll be him that will make her fall. 
          a twist on the original story; Pan returns to the darling house several years after the first adventure and whisks the three children away to neverland again, but things go much worse this time around....
          
          also in the works is "the devil's Favorite sins."
          monsters are real! 
          and its the job of a chosen few to stop them.... thankfully though Kelly is not one of them... but that means when she meets a demon she unprepared, untrained and straight up screwed... but when she some how manages to defeat it things somehow get even worse.