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Another thing I think it's important to note is, in chapter 1 it's specified that she's already been trapped in this form for almost six months at the start of the story. That's why she's so depressed and melancholy. She's already neck deep in dysphoria, even though we don't spend a lot of time...
You're most welcome.
We will deal with her gender stuff throughout the whole story. By the later books she is more comfortable, but stuff still gets her and trips her up even into the as yet unreleased book 13. We will also over time get a view at how she felt about gender prior to the start of...
As the pair walked up to the glass double doors at the front of the bar, Izumi checked her watch. It read 6:45PM. Just about perfect, she thought with a satisfied grin. She deliberately lagged a few steps behind Ranko, walking languidly with a bright smile on her face.
Ranko paused as she...
And here it is, our first entirely new chapter of Reignited! We'll be back on Tuesday with the original 1.15, now 1.16. This chapter afforded me an opportunity to "correct" something I regretted in the previous chapter in the OG story, but couldn't unilaterally change due to my promise not to...
“Hey, kiddo, whatcha thinkin’?”
Ranko looked up from the train window, blinking herself back into the moment. The Shibuya cityscape zooming by her served as a welcome analogue for how quickly her life seemed to be moving at the moment. At least, unlike the shops and plazas that zipped past her...
"N… No thank you!" Ranko glared at the wand in the blonde woman's hand. "I'm good!"
The stylist, a svelte woman in her mid-twenties wearing a green dress and a thick pair of glasses, gave a little tsk at the fidgeting girl in her chair. "It's just a curling iron, for heaven's sakes! I just...
Izumi looked her charge over, mentally preparing a to-do list for Ranko’s first real foray into feminine presentation. “Okay. Let’s start with the basics. I couldn’t help but notice that you don’t usually wear a bra.” She had no doubt that some of the bar’s patrons had noticed, too, and she...
You'll definitely see! Somehow I doubt she will remain lost forever.
Phoenix is deliberately set early in the timeline, though I did take some liberties with what was and was not "before the cut," for example, bringing Ukyo forward. The 1980s anime and manga were not always consistent in terms...
Ranko cursed under her breath, dumping another pan of charred eggs into the trash receptacle atop her previous three attempts at breakfast. She was determined to get the recipe right, but it was hard standing close to the gas cooktop long enough to scramble the eggs, considering she could stand...
Ranma spun her empty cork board serving tray in her hands, a song in her heart. Hana and the girls had fawned over her so much since the fight, and she couldn’t remember a time where she had felt so comfortable in her own skin. Certainly not since Jusenkyo. Granted, a significant chunk of the...
Author's note: This chapter contains depictions of suicide. Reader discretion is advised.
"G'night, girls!" Ranma waved until the door rattled shut as Mei and Izumi exited, leaving Yui and Ranma alone in the empty bar. It had been a long night, but a decent one. A few guys in nice suits had...
"Oh my gods, what happened?!" Yui rushed around the counter, immediately sensing from the way Ranma shepherded Mei through the front door into the bar room that something was wrong. Her exclamation drew the attention of Izumi behind the service bar, and before Ranma could take five steps into...
"Morning, Ranko!" Mei waved cheerfully, not expecting a wave in response as Ranma's hands were currently full of knife and potato.
Ranma swallowed hard, and Mei could tell her mind was somewhere else. Ranko. Even my name is a lie, Ranma thought to herself. I can't let them find out. I can't...
Content warning: This chapter contains depictions of assault. Reader discretion is advised.
"Ranma, help!" The pleading voice echoed through the cavernous arena.
Ranma grimaced. "I'm coming, Akane!" She thrust her left leg forward, sliding on the thin blade on her foot. Socks on an oiled wood...
Ranma leaned over the round table, wiping the drink condensation from its lacquered cherry top with a towel and gathering the empty glasses from another table that had just been vacated. Izumi had to leave early to pick up her son from school with a mild fever, so Ranma had taken over waiting...
Ranma sat up, stretching. She hadn't slept that soundly in ages, and it felt good. She dared not to guess what time it was; she and Yui had stayed up talking until at least four or five in the morning. As long as she wasn't late for work, though, she didn't mind - she had nowhere else to be. She...
Just when Ranma thought the night would never end, the last customer walked out and Izumi flipped the little sign in the window to the CLOSED side, deadbolting both of the glass doors. Not since the last time her father had made her lug boulders up a mountain for some stupid training thing had...
When the bar's owner arrived at 11:30 the next morning, she found Ranma sitting on the sidewalk waiting for her. She'd already been there for nearly a half an hour; there was too much riding on a good first impression for Ranma, and there was no chance she was going to be late. Besides, she...
Bracing herself, Ranma cupped her hands under the faucet, splashing a bit of water onto her face. She kept her palms pressed to her mouth, trying to stifle the involuntary yelp of pain that she knew was coming. She shuddered tensely and gritted her teeth as the scalding liquid burned its way...
Phoenix Ignited
Book One: Ashes
Ranma sighed to herself, distantly fidgeting with the last few grains of rice in her bowl with a chopstick. Everyone else had long since left the breakfast table. She had been like this for weeks, living in a constant haze of hopelessness and dread. It felt...