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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.