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    Ginny Weasley slays the fuck out of some dragons.

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    21 Feb 2026

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    Becoming a girl was easy. Staying a girl, ah! Now that was the hard part.

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    15 Jan 2026

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    "I'm a duck," Ahiru protested. "My head is full of duck thoughts!"

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    Mei Chang bends down to the earth, toes the state line with her shoe. Eyes the sky speculatively.

    “Rain soon,” she says.

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    10 Oct 2025

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    "Why you think the big ships always got so many Westerners, and we all are just like ASEAN in space?"

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    03 Oct 2025

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    i cant wait to get into star trek and come back and appreciate this beauty fully

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    Miles Edgeworth comes home five weeks after Phoenix finishes rebuilding the jury trial system with his own two fucking hands.

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    02 Oct 2025

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    Miles buys a TV in the afternoon, and a very nice couch. “Ooh, I see I’m going to have to find an excuse to crash at your place,” Phoenix says as he arranges himself over the floor model, sinking into luxurious, linen-covered depths.

    Miles gives him an odd look. “Not on the couch, I hope. I do have a bed.”

    An entire maelstrom of inexplicable whip-sharp energy lives and dies in Phoenix’s body before Miles continues, “Once the painting is done in the guest bedroom, of course. Franziska has given me specific directions regarding—Wright, are you alright?”