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  1. Public Bookmark 4

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    It stings. It jags. It bites. Carol grimaces as she pulls a sharp breath through her nose, and Zosia starts to reach for her.

    “Stop,” she says. Orders, really. “I want this, okay?”

    Zosia obeys, and her hand brushes futilely against Carol’s forearm before she tugs it back. Her brows pull together. Voice wavering.

    “Okay.”

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    Or, Carol asks questions she already knows the answers to.

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    02 Mar 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 14

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    The smart operating system said "Good afternoon, Carol" in a Polish accent, and Carol said "Absolutely not" before it finished the sentence.

    OR: A smart home AU. Helen's last act of love is a kitchen appliance with a Polish accent. Carol's last act of stubbornness is falling in love with it.

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    25 Feb 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 14

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    “What if I asked you to stop breathing?”

    When Zosia brings the grenade to Carol’s house, it starts a conversation about just how far they’ll go to keep her happy.

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    08 Dec 2025

  4. Public Bookmark 23

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    Zosia turns around to face Carol, nodding her head as she replies, “We want to make you happy, Carol.”

    Carol clenches her jaw at the words, feeling a sick sense of arousal at Zosia’s willingness to give herself over to her. She’d berated Koumba for the very thing she’s craving right now, but it feels different to her, different with Zosia. She’d accused him of sticking his dick in all of the hive-beings he’d surrounded himself with, yet she’s about to do the same thing.

    But, it isn’t the same, is it? She’s developed a connection with Zosia, even if she’s been resisting it. Zosia, back when she was her own person, would have been attracted to her, would have wanted her.

    Carol runs a shaky hand through her hair before looking back at Zosia and instructing, “Go to the guest room. The one at the end of the hall. Sit on the bed.”

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    07 Dec 2025

  5. Public Bookmark 18

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    Somewhere in India, a mother lingers in the doorway of her son’s moonlit bedroom, studying the sweet innocence of his sleeping face to remind herself that Carol’s perverse accusations carry no weight. You are my child, you are mine, only mine.

    Carol would like for something to be just hers again. Would kill for it—maybe has already, eleven million times over. And perhaps Laxmi is onto something after all, then, because who wouldn’t sacrifice the entire world for the one they love most?

    She drops all pretense and meets Zosia's eyes. However this all is going to end, it will hurt. Carol is quite suddenly sure of it. In the meantime, why not make it a little easier on herself, and on the person who against all odds is still here with her?

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    01 Dec 2025