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Six months ago, Akira Kurusu became Pokemon Champion, broke Masayoshi Shido's iron grip on the Pokemon world, and watched her rival die in her stead. Six months passed by, feeling like eternity and a moment all at once, until Goro Akechi returned. Alive, well, and with a few new teammates, Akechi seems to be doing well for herself.
Too bad Akira can't say the same, and with her friends being sent into eternal sleep one by one, things are bound to get worse.
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12 Jun 2026
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Akechi Goro's point of view after the Thieves clear Maruki's palace. Akechi now has to face his imminent death. Easier said than done when you're looking at the Phantom Thieves celebrate the future they've secured for themselves and the world.
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05 Apr 2026
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turnabout thieves by placesinfive
Fandoms: Persona 5, 逆転裁判 | Gyakuten Saiban | Ace Attorney
02 Dec 2025
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“These incidents are connected,” Miles tells the SIU Director, in the earliest meeting with the man he can get. “They have to be. Someone is causing them, and leaving these marks behind, and, somehow, they’re getting away with it.” He straightens as much as he can, hands curling into fists. “Those that are guilty cannot be allowed to walk free. I will not let that stand.”
The Director regards him impassively, hands steepled together in front of his face.
“An interesting observation, Mr. Edgeworth,” he says, eventually. He lets out an exhale, then pushes himself up in his chair. “Though quite a lot for only one person to handle on their own, surely.” He cocks his head, and offers Miles the barest hint of a smile, eyes sharp. “Why don’t we pair you with someone that can help split the work?”
He, as Miles already suspects, is not talking about Detective Gumshoe.
Or,
There are, as it would happen, quite a number of things going on in 2016.
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03 Apr 2026
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The room is too bright.
It’s quaint, in a nauseating sort of way. Polished floors glint from the gleaming honeycomb chandeliers overhead, make him squint. A few vases sprinkled here and there, filling the room with a sickeningly sweet scent – even a waffle-cone headrest framing the silken sheets of a neatly-tucked bed. Outside, the golden sun gleams, the gentle rays of light spilling past curtains that waver in the afternoon breeze.
It's meant to be beautiful. Luxurious. Welcoming.
With one sweep of his cane, Shadow Milk tears it apart.
[[ Completed ]]
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15 Feb 2026
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I'm so glad I finally sat down and read this
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Three brush strokes to the right. Two to the left. A hand smoothing over his forehead, sweeping his bangs aside.
Shadow Milk knows the pattern well. His hair is always brushed the same way, in movements that seem almost robotic in how perfectly they’ve mastered the repetition. The bristles of the brush always skim over his closed eyes with such care, nimbly avoiding anywhere they might prick or poke. It always ends with a few final touches, tucking any stray wisps back into place before the brush is set back down on the dresser before him.
Pure Vanilla’s hands smooth through Shadow Milk’s hair, coming to rest gently on his shoulders.
“There. Ready for the day?”
Shadow Milk does not answer.
Shadow Milk has not answered in a long, long time.
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07 Feb 2026