Rain_Nightwalker



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    Mystery Work

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    This is part of an ongoing challenge and will be revealed soon!

    04 Jan 2022

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    Wow. This fic is what got me into dramoine. 12/10 recommend. Slow burn and enemies to lovers.

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    "I want to make Naruto my heir," Kakashi said bluntly.

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    13 Aug 2021

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    Or; the one where Izuku is blessed with the most heroic quirk in existence.

    The problem is, er, being a hero's the last thing he wants to be.

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    02 Aug 2021

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    THIS IS THE ONE!!!

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    "Maybe it means nothing. It just is."
    "Everything means something," Lyra said severely. "We just have to figure out how to read it." (Lyra's Oxford, pg 6)

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    The prophecy contained more than anybody was told. As both Lyra and Will work towards reuniting, they find themselves carried willingly towards that hidden destiny.

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    22 Jun 2021

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    She frowned. “Mother always tells me that I’m not ladylike at all.”

    “And what do I always tell you?”

    “That being ladylike is for vapid women who lack ambition,” she parroted.

    “Exactly,” Father said. Lyra grinned, and Pantalaimon became a coral snake on her shoulder, his belly an electric blue and his head a fiery orange, like the tip of a match. “And while your mother may pretend well,” Father continued, the corner of his lip quirking up, “don’t forget that she’s no lady either.” He turned back to his book. “Now run along.”

    (The world in which Marisa and Asriel choose each other in the wake of the murder, take Lyra, and run.)

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    29 May 2021