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welcome to oddinarshinshenanigans!

 Hello! I’m OddinarShin from Ao3, and I’m a writer!


however, i tend to completely forget that i have a lot of fanfictions to write, but i can’t exactly place it all on ao3 or wattpad due to how incomplete it actually is, so!


i decided to create a blog for me to post these stories!


please enjoy them but do NOT tell me to complete them, especially when i cannot for the life of me remember why i wrote it in the first place. thank you :)

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