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The line has been crossed. Lena Luthor's efforts to earn the Superfriends' trust have reached their breaking point. The Non Nocere debacle, the DEO's betrayal, and Supergirl's silence reveal a painful truth: their "friendship" was merely a strategic alliance, a way to exploit the Luthor name. Like an asymptote, she's been chasing a connection that was never meant to be. But Lena will no longer play their game. Embracing her Luthor heritage on her own terms, she cuts ties, determined to build a future where her worth isn't defined by their manipulations.
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23 Jun 2026
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Uzumaki Naruto left Konohagakure at nine years old and returns in four years, in time to take his last exam and become a licensed genin.
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18 Jun 2026
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Warm tears falling from his cheeks to shikamaru’s. His sickly thin hands sliding down his face, his chakra fading.
Naruto was kneeling in front of the cold body of his friend. His brother. His… lover?
"Naruto, you will win this war. You will be the hokage. You’ll be o…"
And he did, in order.
But since the last sentence was never finished. He never got there. He was never okay.
What wouldn’t he give to go back to staring at the clouds? To drown in those bored eyes? He wanted more than never before to sink in those comforting shadows. Just once again.
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14 Jun 2026
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As soon as Chloe feels the soft brush of guitar calluses and warm skin, she knows she isn’t going home alone...
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13 Jun 2026
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The bass started in Beca’s chest before she even stepped inside. It thumped through the metal door, through the concrete walls, through the soles of her boots. A steady, relentless beat that made the sidewalk vibrate faintly beneath her feet.
Beca Mitchell stared at the glowing pink sign above the entrance and pinched the bridge of her nose. “Tell me again why we’re here,” she said.
Next to her, Jesse grinned like he’d been waiting all week for this moment.
“Because,” he said, pushing the door open, “you’ve been living in that studio like a raccoon and I refuse to watch it happen.”
Beca sighed. It had been a brutal week. Four days of mixing vocals for an artist who insisted on recording every line twenty times, three all-nighters tweaking bass levels, and a deadline that felt like it was breathing down her neck.
She was exhausted. But she was not in the mood for…whatever this was.
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10 Jun 2026