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Victoria slams to a halt in the middle of the floor, feeling like she’s been sucker-punched in the stomach by a brick wall with hands. She can only stare, because holy shit. Because that is Cassie McKay, and she’s here at Blue Moon, at the lesbian bar, the bar where lesbians go, holding a can of Diet Coke and leaning casually against the wall as she smiles down at a pretty, dark-haired girl who looks twenty-four at most.
Holy. Fucking. Shit.
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Bookmarked by artylimon
21 Jul 2026
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Victoria hates her birthday.
She hasn’t had a reason to like it since she was very young. But tonight, she’s out and dancing and having fun. And despite the fact that she invited her, she hadn’t been expecting the subject of all her filthiest fantasies and deepest desires to be standing across the club, watching her.
Cassie Mckay.
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Victoria gets everything she’s ever dreamed of for her birthday.
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21 Jul 2026
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"That's a very pretty speech," Garcia says, and then she goes quiet, and Victoria watches her face do something she has seen before. The face of someone who has just decided they have a card and is deciding whether to play it. "Is that what this is about? Teaching?"
"What else would—"
"Or is it something else." Garcia's eyes move, briefly, to Victoria—just a flick of attention, barely two seconds yet entirely intentional—and back to McKay.
Victoria's stomach drops.
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or: mckay finds out about what garcia said to javadi
Bookmarked by artylimon
20 Jul 2026
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Baran likes to keep certain parts of her body covered, prefers them not touched. Trinity accepts that, of course. But one evening, she dares to ask why.
Gentle intimacy follows.
Bookmarked by artylimon
17 Jul 2026
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I do not think of the end (for it’s the loving I so love) by doreensladle
Fandoms: The Pitt (TV)
11 Jul 2026
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"When is Maman going to be home?" Sami asks, hours after the sun has set. Trinity had honestly started to think he'd fallen asleep while watching the cartoons she put on for him and she startles slightly at the sound of his painfully innocent, drowsy words.
"I'm not sure, bud," Trinity says with a frown, checking the time on her phone. It's already well past when Baran usually would have texted that she was on her way home. Her notifications remain stubbornly empty. "You know how busy she can be."
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Trinity babysits and Baran feels all sorts of ways about it
Bookmarked by artylimon
17 Jul 2026