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Two Time is a sinner. One moment, their life is flashing before their eyes. Then, in a blink, they notice they've been ripped into an entirely new world. A limbo between life and death.
[ really long 07time slowburn disguised as a two-time centric fic ]
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Soliloquies of Scribes and Songwriters by Destiny_Writes
Fandoms: Project: Eden’s Garden, Dangan Ronpa Series, Dangan Ronpa - All Media Types
13 Mar 2023
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Mark hated being the center of attention. In fact, he hated social interaction in general, and if he had it in him, he’d avoid it at all costs. But he knew life didn’t work like that, and he was bound to come across a problem or two in his life that he could never get rid of, no matter how hard he tried.
And, as it turned out, an insomniac-ridden historian with memory deficiency just so happened to be one of them.
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Silence, Liberal by naranciautism
Fandoms: Dangan Ronpa - All Media Types, Project: Eden's Garden
19 Jan 2023
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Alright, so he was arguing on the internet again. Wonderful.
Well, arguing wasn’t what Ulysses would like to call it. He preferred the term educating, to describe when he was doing his best to explain to some misguided kid on Reddit that the story they’d been told in third grade about the Pilgrims and Thanksgiving was a colonialist lie. Or, in this case, to explain to some likely friendless (not that he wasn’t pretty much friendless himself) older teenager or young adult that the use of the pronoun singular ‘they’ was not invented in 2016 by Joe Biden.
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Ulysses and Mark cook meth in the desert. Chaos ensues.
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Productive Relationships and Sacrificing Sleep by SaccharineValleys
Fandoms: Project: Eden's Garden
25 Dec 2024
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After Grace and Ulysses switch rommates, Wenona was glad to finally have that loud woman out of her system.
But that same night, she finds herself waking up at an ungodly hour.
Even though she herself is used to early mornings, Wenona had only one thought in that moment.Why the fuck was he still awake?
Ulysses on the other hand was busy writing in his notebook. The sense of time lost in the windowless indoors.
However, his train of thought was quickly burst by a familiar woman's voice. Cold yet a sense of genuine concern in her tone.