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The most forbidden love of all...a half-elf romance editor and a gith graphic designer.
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02 Jun 2026
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From all the things Zuko could have dropped on her, she certainly didn't expect him to try to lock her in an arranged marriage with whatever noble came asking.
“I am afraid I shall not be able to accept his offer, Zuzu.” she began, watching her brother’s permanently annoyed expression deepen further on his face.
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“Angry as it might make you, ” Azula said with a nonchalant shrug. “I am already married.”
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30 May 2026
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Azula was not stupid. She knew a punishment when she saw one. He might as well have banished her. Or put her in a cooling room in the Boiling Rock. At least that way she wouldn't be forced to uphold martial duties.
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30 May 2026
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The first time Pansy's past reared its floppy head was half a world away in her favourite Manhattan coffee shop.
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22 May 2026
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She meets a pack of Australian muggles at a pub in Barcelona; they tell her that they’re staying in a youth hostel with bunk beds and communal bathrooms and rat traps in the hallways—and she sneers in response, half-cocked and semi-automatic, but then a bottle of Absinthe is produced from an Army-issue canvas knapsack and she’s being handed a fire-filled glass and told to ‘say hi to the green fairy’ and the lights spin and the room tilts and she smokes her first cigarette and kisses her first stranger and smears her pearl-pink lipstick on a cocktail napkin to wipe the sweat off her face and she hears herself laugh and laugh and laugh and there’s music pulsing in bass-heavy shockwaves up the notches of her spine and there’s salt on the insides of her thighs and the hollows of her hips and she isn’t Pansy Parkinson anymore, no, she isn’t a girl who hides or runs or escapes, no, she’s someone else she’s someone new she’s someone who’s breathing and fighting and alive—Because there’s a word for what she’s doing.
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22 May 2026