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Carol and Zosia have loved each other since they were nine. They have a game to make sure they never have to say so.
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- Part 4 of Close Quarters
Bookmarked by mindy1989
29 Jun 2026
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A late-night craving and a coincidental meeting lead a certain deputy chief to discover that there’s much more to the inimitable Captain Raydor than meets the eye, and to realize that her mama was right: sometimes all a single woman really needs is a good girlfriend.
Bookmarked by mindy1989
20 Jun 2026
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Two and a half years after Carol Sturka saved the world, Zosia still hates her. No, that's not quite right. Well she doesn't not hate her. But the word isn't quite strong enough. She thinks about her all the time. Between shitty cups of staffroom coffee, impassioned lectures to dozing students, and reading Carol's ridiculous romantasies (she only picked it up because it's rude to leave a charity shop without buying anything).
Fic version of 'what would happen, if you just...called Taylor up?'
A character study for Zosia
Bookmarked by mindy1989
18 Jun 2026
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i like my girls just like i like my honey (sweet, a little selfish) by nutmeg101
Fandoms: Pluribus (TV 2025)
09 Jun 2026
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DETECTIVE AU
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All you need to know is that Detective Carol Sturka is a little sad, a little sarcastic, and a little horny.
And Lieutenant Zosia Nowak is rude and hot.
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“Are you always this insufferable?”
Zosia’s eyes widen almost indiscernibly.
“Careful, Detective,” she says lowly, taking a deliberate step forward. She places her hand on the metal bar next to Carol’s and their fingers brush together. Neither of them pulls away. She tilts her head down ever so slightly. “That almost sounds like a compliment.”
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Bookmarked by mindy1989
16 Jun 2026
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Freedom of the Will and the Concept of a Person by bladeruiner
Fandoms: Pluribus (TV 2025)
20 May 2026
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Two years after the Unjoining, she saw Zosia in London, of all places – nearly unrecognizable in her winter attire – bundled up to her nose. But Carol felt her presence like a sawed-off shotgun wound to her stomach. The sight of her eyes peeking over the edge of her scarf, sparkling with mirth as she shouldered the woman she was walking with –
Well, it was fucking devastating.
‘Who is Carol?’ Spray-painted in canary yellow, stood out against the rain-darkened concrete of the building across the street from The Ritz where Carol was staying.
Bookmarked by mindy1989
15 Jun 2026
