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Ranma knew better than to pick up the stupid (probably cursed) mirror at the damn antique shop. Right? He totally knows better. So why is he taking it home? And why does his reflection look strange in the clouded glass? This is totally going to blow up in his face, isn't it?
It's not horror or angst really, but there are some dark elements.
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Bookmarked by FullOfNuns
28 Oct 2025
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Saotome Ranma was just a boy. He was a pervert like the rest of them. He wasn't worth her time.
Saotome Ranma was the impossible. She looked at Akane with fear enough to drown out each iris and hissed until her pupil was nearly invisible. She confused Akane to no end.
Saotome Ranma was her fiancé. He was going to take her dojo and he didn't even have to lift a finger. He infuriated Akane endlessly.
Saotome Ranma was afraid of cats. She yowled and cowered until a tail flicked out from underneath her clothes. She made Akane feel too many things.
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28 Oct 2025
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3,000 years ago a Sidhe Queen left the Emerald Isle and headed East to establish a new court away from the other kings and queens. Her power was left in a spring. A spring that Ranma fell in. Now an unknowing Sidhe Queen is coming to Nerima, and chaos will follow in her wake.
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23 Oct 2025
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Akane died at Jusendo. Ranma brought her back. How? This is my attempt at answering that question, and wrapping things up in the process. COMPLETE! Warning: It gets very fluffy...
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09 Oct 2025
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“What happened 27 days ago?” Akane asks.
“You turned me down.” Ranma answers, his voice even. When she looks up, his face is expressionless.
“Why?” she asks quietly.
“I don’t know.” He takes a deep breath. Swallows. “But I think maybe.” A pause. He tries again. “I think maybe it’s because I didn’t tell you the truth.”
She looks at him. His eyes look like two grey stones; his mouth is pressed into a thin line. “What is the truth?” she asks.
“I miss you.” He says.
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08 Oct 2025
 
