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After AnimeCon 2: Lost the Plot

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After AnimeCon 2: The Mess

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After AnimeCon 2: Partner in Crime

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RE: Trailer Trash 64, They Don't Stop Coming

/// The complete chapter 64. Sorry for the dela

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RE: Trailer Trash, 64 pt 4

    “The ice we skate is gettin' pretty thin~”

    “The water's gettin' warm so you might as well swim~”

    “My world's on fire, how 'bout yours?”

    “T...

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After AnimeCon 2: Keeping Secrets

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RE: Trailer Trash, 64 pt 3

/// Short and sweet fluffy slice of life post today.

    By the time her third period class finally ended and lunch bell sounded, Elena was seething with irritation. The plan had been to start building a rapport with Brett by starting to talk with him after retu...

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After AnimeCon 2: Chekhov's Gun

    Visiting Emily’s house now gave Brian a lot of mixed feelings, because though he’d stopped by over there so many times in the past and was very familiar with the place, he had always just been Emily’s friend before. Her best friend perhaps, they’d been ext...

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After AnimeCon 2: Wholesome Drudgery

    I feel like it’s dangerous to my psyche to be at this constant low simmering of horny when there’s nothing at all happening, Kelly observed. On the one hand, the harem has me shaping up and becoming more wholesome and having a healthier mindset towards rel...

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RE: Trailer Trash 64 pt 2

/// Happy Thanksgiving!

    Without the weight of the cast encasing her arm Tabitha felt extraordinarily light on her feet, and there was pep in her step as she bounded down the silent walkways of the school campus. From the last glance she’d taken at the clock built i...

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After AnimeCon 2: Emily's Conclusions

    Her phone began to ring again, and with a glance of irritation Emily overlaid the device with an illusory version, which she then picked up and wrung in her hands like she was squeezing all the water out of a wet dishcloth. It was a mental and magical strain, but ...

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RE: Trailer Trash 64 pt 1

/// Slightly longer section today, sorry. Just excited to be back writing this story again!

    “Well—how do you feel?!” Mrs. Macintire asked as the Acura pulled away from the parking lot and left Springton General Hospital behind. “Excited?”

&nb...

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After AnimeCon 2: A Favor for a Contract

    The second they had closed the door to Mr. Weschler’s office, Brian was sorely tempted to simply take Christine in hand and bolt—to make a break for it and flee the ninth floor at a dead sprint. At least one of the other meetings here had concluded though, and there we...

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RE: Trailer Trash 63, Cast off those preconceptions.

/// If you've already read 63 pt 1 - 6, you can

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After AnimeCon 2: Due Recompense

    They joined her within the elevator together and then watched as she produced an ID badge from her blouse and held it up to the console above the unlit buttons for floors. The device let out an electronic confirmation tone, and the buttons for the first ten floors lit up t...

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After AnimeCon 2: Meeting her Maker

    “So, uh,” Brian let out an awkward laugh. “I probably already asked this before, but what does your father actually do for a living?”

    “When I was little, I thought he was a security guard,” Christine admitted with a small laugh. ...

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RE: Trailer Trash, 63 pt 6

    “This girl seems to have done nothing but create problem after problem for our school, and from where I’m standing, the administration doesn’t seem to have done much of anything about it but let the girl rampage wherever she damn well pleases!” Mr...

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After AnimeCon 2: Winneport Trip

    The lights in the workshop were flicked on, and Rebecca surveyed the room with a contented smile. There were too many happy memories in here—because the area remained firmly under her grandfather’s thumb, little had changed here since her childhood. A store of lumber f...

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After AnimeCon 2: Emily's Experiments

    Eerie blue light shone from Emily’s pupils as she stared at herself naked in the bedroom mirror with manic intensity. She just about had this figured out, now. Her spiritual journey had begun late last night messing around at Brian’s apartment while overlo...

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After AnimeCon 2: To a Happy Partnership

    “So, uh,” Judas said, looked up from the printed report in his hand to size up the scrawny individual standing before him. “You’re my new rookie.”

    They were meeting at an interstate rest stop, which after a wave of his hand and an an...

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RE: Trailer Trash 63 pt 5

    “No Tabitha today?” Elena addressed the gathering at their usual table in the morning air of Springton High’s back quad. Or, maybe she’s off somewhere with Bobby?

    Alicia gave her a frustrated shrug and then returned t...

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AnimeCon Harem Audiobook Omnibus

It's up! Courtesy of Royal Guard.

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After AnimeCon 2: Pancakes and Problems

    Christine’s stride felt positively buoyant as she carried her shopping bags towards the door to Brian’s apartment. There was a jubilant energy in each and every step she hadn’t experienced in years, as though she could happily hop forward or skip or dance he...

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After AnimeCon 2: Comparison is the Thief of Joy

    “Kitten?” Kelly grumbled, grabbing across the covers. “Emily?”

    Her fumbling hand grasped the folds and wrinkles of blanket and eventually found an errant pillow. Turning onto her other side with a huff, Kelly blindly groped for Emily a...

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RE: Trailer Trash 63 pt 4

Alicia woke up on Friday morning to the hateful bwaahh bwaahh bwaahh of her digital alarm clock, and the sheer infuriating noise of it threw

    Alicia woke up on Friday morning to the hateful bwaahh bwaahh bwaahh of her digital alarm clock, and the sheer infuri...

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After AnimeCon 2: The Hole in his Soul

    Release after ardent release emptied Brian out in dozens upon dozens of surging throbs, and then the desire to simply pass out scrabbled at the edges of his consciousness with claws of exhaustion. It felt like he’d poured everything into this, the full weight of...

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After AnimeCon 2: Smashing Christine

/// Mild NSFW warning.

    Something was reaching deep, deep down into where Brian had unearthed that negative chasm, and it was as if all of the wretched thoughts and feelings buried within that fathomless dark wound in his soul were being dredged out into the ...

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After AnimeCon 2: Helps the Medicine Go Down

    Brian couldn’t help but frown, because it sounded like it wouldn’t be too hard for someone to do—that is, for anyone other than him. He suspected he knew in rough terms how he should act, what she wanted him to do. But, actually doing it was a high hurdle. B...

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After AnimeCon 2: Spoonful of Sugar

    Trailing after the red compact car through the nighttime suburbs at a sedate pace, Brian and the girls grew quiet. Engaging back and forth in conversation had helped keep their energy up and stay more awake, but once the banter stopped Emily started to crash, laying most o...

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After AnimeCon 2: Driving Back

    “G’night, Brian!” Candace whispered with a grin.

    She rose up on her tiptoes and gave him a rather chaste kiss on the cheek.

    “This has been fun,” Candace said. “Let’s do this again sometime, maybe?”...

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