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“We’ll be doing this again, then.”
Vi doesn't look up from the buttons of Caitlyn's blouse, still opened and baring her chest to the quiet serenity of the office. Frown lines dance across her forehead as Vi tries to fit the tiny things into their respective frustrating holes.
“Seems like that's kinda the point of this whole bargain, isn't it?”
Caitlyn furrows her eyebrows. “You keep talking about an arrangement, a… bargain, but I’m not sure I follow you. What – how exactly is this supposed to work?”
Vi laughs, and Caitlyn supposes she must be quite funny in her ignorance. “How it works is you get me all these nice things I never even asked for, and in return, I fuck your smart brains out. Simple as that.”
Simple as that."
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Caitlyn Kiramman is Vi's older best friend, incredibly gorgeous savior, and sugar mommy. It's all going quite well, really, with one tiny exception. Caitlyn herself doesn't seem fully aware of the situation.
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05 Jul 2026
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“Oh.” Her shoulders relax, and a blush spreads all over her face. “I see.”
Caitlyn frowns, rewinds the conversation to spot what she might have accidentally revealed. “What do you see?”“You know, you could have just asked me for it, ‘cause I really wouldn’t have turned you down, gifts or no gift-”
“Vi, what are you-”
“Okay.” Caitlyn isn’t sure what she’s agreeing to anymore, only that she’s lost track of this conversation at one point. She turns her face into a neutral mask, and hopes that Vi hasn’t caught her confusion. “I’ll move in with you, I’ll take the offer.” Vi chuckles, and her eyes widen in disbelief that she seems to quickly accept as true. “I’m down for it, Cupcake. Really, really down for it, if that's what you want.”
And it is – what Caitlyn wants. In ways Vi cannot fully grasp, perhaps. In ways a woman more than ten years older than her should not want, surely, but she knows for a fact that Vi would not turn down an older woman if she had a knife to the neck.“Shake on it?”
The hand shoved in her face is not thick but long, not hurt but scarred and healed. Caitlyn takes it softly, and rubs her thumb over its back.
“So, when does this – this thing start? When do you want me?”
It's happening. They're really doing this, and Vi accepted without putting up the ferocious fight Caitlyn expected they'd get through. It felt almost too easy, but she doesn’t dwell on that thought and sighs in relief. They’re moving in together.
Caitlyn relaxes her shoulders. “I'll let you know, but preferably quite rapidly.”
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your living, breathing, unflinching dream by FrenchTwistResistance
Fandoms: The Devil Wears Prada (2006)
25 May 2026
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Chloe au :)
(Not really, though. That’s where the idea originated: Miranda hires Andy to seduce Stephen. But then it got FrenchTwistResistanced reeeeaaal quick.)
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02 Jul 2026
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Here she is, having to take care of herself with a mechanical device because her kind husband has no interest in fucking her.
Here she is paying a woman to seduce her kind husband so she can get rid of him without having to pay him alimony.
Here she is lusting after the woman she’s paying to seduce her kind husband.
Here she is jealous that the woman she’s paying to seduce her kind husband is apparently successfully seducing her kind husband because she’d rather be the one seducing one or both of them.
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the camera lies (so does my eye) by Lumyart
Fandoms: House of the Dragon (TV), A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin
26 Jul 2024
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Alicent Hightower is at loss regarding her generation's use of technology and deeply convinced that social media has melted people's brains. Aged thirty-five, divorced, and a newly revealed lesbian who has yet to be offered any true experience in that world, she refuses to hold a device in her hand for more than a Sunday phone call to her father or a check-up on her son's wanderings, and even less to pursue women.
A promise that is soon broken when, after decades of weirdly charged friendship, she is introduced to Rhaenyra’s Instagram page - and to her great misery, to Rhaenyra's daily (and revealing) gym updates.
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Alicent finds out that Rhaenyra has been getting unfairly muscular, and wonders why that is of any interest to her.
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01 Jul 2026
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“How long will it take you to ask me for it, do you think?”
Air rushes out of her lungs and saliva leaves her mouth dry, her ears ringing with a mix of shock and a second, secret thing Alicent is too guilty to admit to. It isn’t unlike arousal, she knows - immediate and strong, the sign that her body understands the turn their relationship will take tonight before it has even caught up to her brain, too swayed by guilt. Alicent has never experienced this yet knows exactly how it feels: the time that slows down to a stop before the vase crashes on the floor, provoked by a cloud of tension in which lightning has yet to strike; and, she supposes, the moment before which your friend becomes your lover.
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“You know Valentine’s Day is coming up, and I…” Rumi’s fingers toyed with the edge of her notebook. She hesitated, then smiled certainly—like she’d made a decision. “And I—well, would you maybe—”
Mira didn’t let her finish.
The words tangled in her chest, sharp and panicked. She could already hear it—Jinu this, Jinu that. Some request for help picking something romantic. Advice she absolutely did not want to give—at least, not without a solid week to prepare herself. The idea of sitting there, nodding along while Rumi talked about her boyfriend, made something twist painfully in her chest.
“I’m so sorry.” Mira blurted, already shoving her chair back with an uncomfortable scrape. “I… I didn’t realize how late it was. I really have to go.”
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OR: Mira being oblivious while Rumi repeatedly hits her over the head with the "pls ask me out" stick. And then they fuck about it.
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01 Jul 2026
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“I swear.” She said, squinting at it carefully before taking a hesitant bite. “This sauce tastes haunted. Like it remembers being good once.”
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Secrets mean that she's still safe. That she hasn't ruined her only chance at fixing herself yet.
So when Rumi begins having less-than-appropriate thoughts about her bandmates, it's just another thing she adds to the shelf.
They were nothing more than intrusive thoughts at first.
Everyone gets those. Who hasn't accidentally imagined their friends in a sexual context at least once? It happens, and she knows it doesn't mean anything. Mira and Zoey are objectively incredibly attractive, it can easily be explained as a completely normal compulsion.
So life goes on. Things are normal, and every now and again Rumi thinks about fucking her friends.
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24 Jun 2026
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She wants to feel their skin beneath her fingertips, taste the salt of them on her tongue, hear every pretty sound they could make while she takes them apart. At the same time, she wants to be pressed between them, let them do whatever they want to her and make her unravel from the knot she'd tied herself into.
Those thoughts ignite something that itches beneath her skin and makes warmth bloom in her stomach. She tries not to acknowledge it for her own sake.
Eventually she does start feeling guilty about it because she knows she shouldn't be thinking that way about her friends as often as she is, but guilt is just another part of waking up every day. She shoves it down into a box with the rest of her secrets so she can keep focusing on their next album release. -
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She's warm from the body heat and the alcohol and Mira's hands everywhere. Rumi doesn't even try to stop them from wandering, biting her lip and giggling as her girlfriend grips her hips and spins her around until her chest is flush against Rumi's back. They're completely lost in their own world, everything else around them fading away into a blurry backdrop of color and noise.
And that's when Rumi tilts her head up and notices her.
Now facing the other side of the room, Rumi can see the DJ booth set up in the back where the tiny stage is. The platform is so short that it's more of a step than anything, but on it is a table with an open laptop covered in stickers and an assortment of over complicated looking mixers and soundboards.
Behind the booth is a pair of wide brown eyes that are staring right back at her.
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Rumira see a cute DJ at a club and they can't stop staring at each other.
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19 Jun 2026
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If Zoey had stepped down from that stage and asked to join, Mira thinks she would have let her. She would've pulled her in close and held her watched as Rumi moved her hips against the both of them. She would've encouraged it and wanted it.
And that's what she's stuck on. It's not a thought nor fantasy she's ever had before now. Mira likes to show off, but she's never been one to share. She's also never so blatantly checked out another woman while being in a relationship with Rumi, and she'd feel a lot worse about that if her girlfriend hadn't been eye fucking Zoey all the same. If this is a crime then they're both guilty. -
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zoey decides on one more video, so she flicks her thumb up, and promptly regrets it.
rumi helpfully reads the caption out loud before zoey’s brain can catch up.
“is zoey from huntr/x gay for her bandmates?”
“oh!” zoey breathes, watching with abject horror as the girl on her screen starts to speak and pull up various clips of zoey doing weird things around rumi and mira. objectively weird and really gay things. “no thank you. i'm not.”
“what?!” mira whips her around, eyes squinting at the bright light. or maybe out of anger, zoey isn’t too sure. “you're not?”
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if zoey was inside her bandmate, and her other bandmate was inside of her, which way would she move?
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11 Jun 2026
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rumi’s hand continues to rub over zoey’s lower stomach. it’s strangely soothing, despite how wet it’s making her. guilt strikes again, maybe she’s reading into it too much. rumi isn’t hers, and she has no right to reacting this way.
“zoey?” mira’s sleepy voice calls out in the darkness.
shit. what if she knows, somehow? what if somehow she can smell zoey? the realisation that rumi probably can smell what’s going on, thanks to her demon heightened senses, is so horrific that zoey instantly banishes it from her mind.
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waiting like a dog at a grave (for love to return) by eyexsight
Fandoms: KPop Demon Hunters (2025)
29 Nov 2025
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Celine’s rules have kept her alive. Celine’s rules have kept her safe and warm and loved. Celine loves her, and because she loves her, she tells her that she can’t bond with her pack, her girls. If they found out— if they found out, it would be over. Celine tells her that it would be over because they’d kill her, that they would use their weapons against her, but all Rumi hears is that it’d be over because they would stop loving her and maybe that would kill her before their blades ever could.
Rumi has always kept a tight leash on herself—until her control starts to slip.
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11 Jun 2026
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A fresh wave of change pulses through her. Her flesh expands, working its way up one wrist and carrying itself through her veins with every beat of her heart. And it feels like death because it is, though rebirth follows so far on its tail that it’s unrecognizable as such. There’s a duel in her, one of her patterned self against the one that hides from them. Teeth gnaw on a cage whose door is open and waiting. The bars are cold over her tongue and she chews and chews and chews.
Bones crack and reshape themselves. Agony is expected but never comes, not when her body has grown used to this expansion of its sense of self. Growth is literal now, a barking thing that stretches down muscles and through the sinews of her body. The pressure against her skull twists into relief as the bubble pops—horn work their way out of her head and it feels like breathing for the first time.
There is intimacy in this, with herself and with them—she’s aware of Mira watching her, not with fear, but with awe. Intimacy with herself, as she clings to her blood and flesh and skeleton and the vessel that she is. Fists in her own mind, holding desperately so she might not be blown away with the change.
When her body settles again, it’s different. The bed creaks beneath her, groans against the weight of her change. Mira can’t kiss her anymore, not when she stretches high above her and wobbles with uncertainty. She floats in an ocean of her own body and for a moment, it feels like she finally fits.
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“Rio!” Agatha called for her supervisor, her nose pressed against her computer screen and her back to the rest of the room. “Rio, can you have a quick look at this?”
At first: no reaction.
“Rio!”
But then—
“I’m gonna come!”
Agatha turned around with a speed that could’ve snapped her neck in half. “What?!”
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how many corners do i have to turn? (how many times do i have to learn?) by empathyhoodie
Fandoms: Agatha All Along (TV)
20 Feb 2025
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“So you’re demoting me?”
“Uh, I don’t think you were actually ever promoted.”
“Technically.”
“Agatha, you have to earn a promotion.”
Agatha wets her lips, leans in close. Rio’s eyes track the movement before she has time to realize, and she has nowhere to go, back pressed against the many tins of chopped tomatoes on the shelf. She tries to keep a neutral expression. Unfazed. Possibly unsuccessfully.
“So I’ll earn it.”
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Rio inherits her aunt's restaurant. Agatha makes the whole thing much more stressful than it should be.
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- Part 1 of happiness, more or less
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04 Jun 2026
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i let my head spin (take all the weight off my shoulders) by empathyhoodie
Fandoms: Agatha All Along (TV)
14 Feb 2026
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"I want this," She says, plainly, "And it's fine if you don't. I understand. But if you're only holding back because you think I'll regret it in the morning…" She trails off, racks her brain for something to soothe Rio's overworking brain with, "Rio, I'm green."
It takes a minute for Rio to answer—brain quite obviously cracking and sparking, but then, "You want this." They say in a way that sounds more like a realization sinking in than a question.
And so Agatha, just to make Rio laugh, tilts her head so she's not speaking into the mattress, "What's a little bondage between friends?"
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Rio's never tied anyone up before. For some reason, as their best friend, this means Agatha has to get involved.
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the bondage fic
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- Part 1 of honey, this might be the place
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04 Jun 2026
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Agatha doesn't do relationships. They don't work because she doesn't work. There's just something fundamentally wrong with her—or that she is just fundamentally unlovable.
And it's not like any of Rio's relationships have ever lasted very long either. Marla, or whatever her name was, was probably their longest and that just barely hit half a year. They're something of a serial dater—always jumping to the next thing whenever the smallest thing goes wrong. Not that Agatha's complaining. She wants her friend to be happy but she doesn't exactly like sharing them. Rio is the same way with dating as they are with all of their hobbies—past, present, and likely future—they get infatuated quickly, bored even quicker, and so the two of them together would be nothing short of disaster.
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you always do that (something i'm not quite sure of) by empathyhoodie
Fandoms: Agatha All Along (TV)
18 May 2025
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“Do you think you’ll have kids?” Agatha says and then moves around the room, not watching Rio, touching her fingers to the edges of paint cans and ladders.
“I’d like to,” Rio sighs, rubs the knuckle of a thumb in the crease between her brows, “See,” She says, smile appearing, “Yet another thing we don’t see eye to eye on.”
There’s none of the usual, ‘well that’s why we’re not friends’, ‘we don’t have anything in common’, or, ‘I didn’t ask for your input’.
All Agatha says is, “Yeah.”
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5 moments of jealousy pre ‘i wonder which cup you'll drink from (i hope it's mine)’, and 1 moment after they finally got together
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A prequel and a sequel wrapped in one
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- Part 2 of slide away
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30 May 2026
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She melds the two together—Rio single-minded and possessive, thinks back to how she thought she wouldn’t let Rio out of the house without some kind of claim attached to her.
A more likely scenario presents itself; Rio marking Agatha’s neck—Agatha asking for it so that when she later presses herself against Rio at the bar, there’s no doubt in anyone’s mind that she belongs to Rio.
At least, that’s what she’d be thinking if she was Rio’s girlfriend. If she was Molly or Rachel or whatever the hell she’s called. Not if she, Agatha, was Rio’s girlfriend. -
i wonder which cup you'll drink from (i hope it's mine) by empathyhoodie
Fandoms: Agatha All Along (TV)
26 Mar 2025
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“And where would I do that, moron?”
“I don’t know!” Rio flounders, “In the shower?”
“You think getting myself off quietly in the shower, in the room next to your bedroom, having to be quick so the hot water doesn’t run out… is conducive to good orgasms?”
Well, when she puts it like that.
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Rio and Agatha aren’t friends. They’ll probably never be friends—they’re just wired that way. But that doesn’t stop their mutual friends from suggesting Agatha live with Rio while her divorce finalizes. If it sounds like a recipe for disaster, it probably is.
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- Part 1 of slide away
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29 May 2026
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And any steps towards a tentative friendship have been solidly pushed back; any attempts Rio makes at conversation are met, once again, with glares, huffs—and that’s on a good day, the snarky comments are back with a vengeance.
That’s if Agatha even acknowledges her existence at all—a lot of the time Rio will come in from work, her paint stained body and clothes being judged by Agatha without her even having to say a word, can tell just by the way her eyes glaze over as she looks her up and down, bottom lip tugged between her teeth, probably to stop herself from saying something awful about the way Rio’s dressed, unwilling to maintain any semblance of conversation with Rio. -
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She had fallen through the veil of death, unaware of the path she was doomed to walk. It all seemed like fun and games at the start - another chance. She'd never been so wrong.
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27 May 2026
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I kind of hate this story? Really exemplifies a lot of problems I have with the Harry Potter universe and fandom. It's racist, the house elves are happy slaves, goblins really are evil creatures, and it low-key shades women constantly. It also has interesting magic and a fun spiral into a gory awakening. The ending with the lovecraftian elements and body horror it contains is very inspiring.
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there is a thread upon my pinkie finger and it leads directly to you by ShossAndTie
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games)
17 Jan 2024
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“I believe in fate, you know.” She glanced at Lae’zel’s face. “There’s a concept - some Asian one - where two people are connected by a red thread. Regardless of time, location or whatever, they will always find each other.”
A seagull cawed overhead.
“It’s silly, but it just sounds romantic?” She sighed, dreamily. “In every lifetime as well. It sounds a bit like us, no?”
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Childhood friends to lovers AU, modern setting, powered by snippets.
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09 May 2026
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knew your love (before i kissed you) by orphan_account
Fandoms: Birds of Prey (And the Fantabulous Emancipation of One Harley Quinn) (2020)
01 Jun 2020
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Surviving the massacre of your entire family at the age of eight is a pretty impressive feat. Training for fifteen years in Sicily until you can kill a man with one hand and a hairpin is also a pretty impressive feat. Returning to the city where your family was cut down and killing every single person involved in their deaths is maybe the most impressive feat. Somehow, it's never been enough for Helena.
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05 May 2026
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Dinah’s lips were red and Helena wondered if they would taste of fake cherries, if they would be sweet against her own, if she’d be able to lick the flavour off Dinah’s mouth so she could taste Dinah beneath. Something hard and tight struck the middle of Helena’s chest, like there was a fist punching through her sternum, and she gripped the edge of the counter so hard her knuckles turned white. Jesus. Nope. Dinah was her friend. Apparently now her best friend, something Helena had never had before, and god she really needed to look up if wondering what your best friend’s mouth tasted like was normal.
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It wasn’t like the thought had never crossed her mind, especially on those days when they wandered through parks. It could be so easy to get caught up in the idea that they were on a proper date, but most of the time the thought would fade away as fast as it came.
They were friends, and Tonks liked being friends with Hermione.
or: The one where they talk about missed opportunities to snog in a movie theater, and then they start going to the movies.
or: The one where Tonks realizes gender is confusing, Hermione is struggling, and then they teach each other their intersections.
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24 Apr 2026
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Cobalt City is famous for being the home of real-life vigilante superheroes. Kate Harvey, known as Nocturna, is one of them.
Vigilantism is a questionable coping mechanism for dealing with trauma she won’t ever be able to shake, but it works just fine if you ask her. Juggling school and her less than legal job on the side isn't ideal, but it’s nothing she can’t handle. Having something as normal as a relationship wasn’t something she'd ever considered–that is, until she imprints on her new coworker.
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12 Apr 2026
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She’s allowed to be curious. She has the space for it. She has control, too.
If she has control, then she gets to control how she views things, too. He can’t tell her what to think anymore, so she can let herself feel good about something if she wants to. She doesn’t have to feel like shit all of the time because he was the one who fucked up her life. Though she can’t stop herself from feeling like shit, she can let herself be happy when she’s not.
In a way, letting fear keep her from thinking about him and talking about him gives him some control of her, still. If she’s scared and does what she wants anyway, she has more control than ever.
Gallagher took so many things from her, but she can take them back. He was her first kiss, but she can choose not to count it. Erin can be her first kiss if she wants it to be. It’s the one that matters. She gets to decide how much importance it has. -
we can't be friends (motion) by anopendoor for ohwise1ne
Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Sequel Trilogy
27 Aug 2024
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Ben adds a third point—or more so, an outcome—to his ongoing hypothesis of what he assuredly knows about Rey:
Point one. Rey has no idea he’s Kylo Ren.
Point two. She doesn’t have amnesia.
Because—point three—she fucking erased him.Bookmarked by phantomenace
06 Apr 2026
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Ben wonders why he had no idea Rey loved the Aristocats. There are odd spots in his memory when he thinks of Rey. He’d been under the assumption there was quite a bit he knew about her. For how often he thought about her. How he was unable to forget about her. Some part of his subconscious believed something that seems to be devastatingly untrue. Had he really not been paying attention?
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“Seven times?” Deborah drops the pillow, staring at Ava in disbelief. “Oh fuck off, Ava, even if those basketball hands were battery operated you couldn’t—”
“Okay so first of all,” Ava interrupts, raising one finger right in front of Deborah’s face, “I have a lot more tools at my disposal than my freakishly long fingers, which, by the way, no one has ever complained about.”
or, the one where Deborah is skeptical, Ava has a reputation to maintain, and things get out of hand.
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26 Feb 2026
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Like, sure, Ava makes a lot of queer jokes—but then, she is queer. None of Deborah’s sound like they’re coming from someone who’s actually fucked a woman, but Deborah’s spent over thirty years telling jokes about a fire she didn’t set, so Ava takes it all with a grain of salt.