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“I want you as my graduate advisor.”
“What?” Carol’s hands fell from her bag. “You – what?”
Zosia smiled, teeth on display now. “I want you as my advisor next year. Like I said, I have been waiting for this class the entirety of my time here. I don't want anyone else claiming you before I do.”
So, Carol was fine. She was fine and the fact that she repeated that constantly, a mantra in her head, probably should have raised some red flags, but it didn't.
She published her books under her pen name, taught at the university, and did not let an unhinged graduate student blow up her life. Just for the fuck of it, it seemed like.
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28 Sep 2026
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"How do I know?"
"Yes, Rhea, how do you know with such certainty that the woman who giggles like that when you,"—she waved her hands in emphasis—"manhandle her is straight?"
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- Part 1 of a decent proposal
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01 Aug 2026
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Unlike her wife, Helen walks toward Zosia first, wrapping her arms around Zosia’s lithe frame in a warm, comfortable embrace.
Zosia happily returns the hug, hands splayed against Helen’s back as they stand together for a few seconds. Then, she steps back and turns to face Carol, who has already pulled both of her suitcases out of the trunk.
“You aren’t going to say hi to me first?” Zosia teases with a pout, tilting her head as she watches Carol.
Carol freezes instantly, releasing her grip on the handles of Zosia’s suitcases as she realizes she’d jumped into chivalrous mode on instinct. A light blush paints her cheeks, and she bites her lip as she looks up to meet Zosia’s gaze.
“Hi,” she says shyly.
Zosia’s pout deepens. “That’s it? I came all this way, and all I get is a shy little hi?”
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- Part 2 of three is a charm
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24 Jul 2026
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ZK: I'm not a victim. And I didn't go through anything. I willingly put myself in a situation that turned out pretty fucked up, that's all.
KD: I know it's easy to blame yourself, but—
ZK: I'm not blaming myself. It's just what it is. You reap what you sow, and all that shit.
KD: [SIGHS] There's no shame in admitting that your experience changed you.
ZK: It didn't change me. I've always had these… issues. And they're completely unrelated to that part of my life.
KD: So they didn't start after you were rescued?
ZK: Fuck, no. I've been this way for as long as I can remember."What," Carol breathes, hunkered down in her chair, shoulders locked in a slouch like she's some sort of lurking cave creature, eyes frantically darting back over the words she's just typed. "What are you talking about."
KD: Alright. So you've never…
ZK: Never had an orgasm.
[SILENCE]
ZK: For a sex coach you seem awfully uncomfortable with that word.or
the one where Carol transcribes therapy sessions for a sex coach and becomes infatuated with one of his mysterious clients, ZK. What could possibly go wrong?
(or, a Big Swiss AU)
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13 Jul 2026
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