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    In their post-salem quests, there’s been room for normalcy. Including but not limited to: intentional and accidental shenanigans, tomfoolery, mishaps, and humorous miscommunication.

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    This is just random volume 9 ideas that popped into my head and they don't all necessarily exist in the same v9 universe if that makes sense. Like, there's no order and it's better to read them as standalone pieces.

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    Joy Kwon
    why do u have a new google doc that’s just titled “destroy trinity lesbotron3000”

    Victoria Javadi
    it’s for my next fic
    i’m going to write something that absolutely blows her out of the water

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    02 Jun 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 92

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    "You awake?" Mira's voice is lower in the mornings in a way that scratches pleasantly at Rumi's ears. She feels Mira's body stretch, even more heat boiling her blood at the full length drape of Mira's body against her own. The ghost of her breath on Rumi's shoulder has goose pimples lining her flesh instantaneously.

    Rumi squeaks out some semblance of an affirmative sound. She feels her hands clench from her own nervous instinct and realizes very quickly her hand is curled around Zoey's waist. Zoey only lets out a soft, content sound in response.

    "Good," Mira drawls out slowly. "Are you going to give me a good morning kiss or what?" Rumi is used to hearing a general underlying teasing to Mira's tone but finds not a trace of it now. She feels the gentle nudge of Mira's nose against the back of her shoulder, and while she is used to Mira treating her softer than she would anyone else other than Zoey, this feels like an entire new level unlocked.

    It's been less than twenty-four hours since a three way love confession and already Rumi is greedy for everything that comes with it.

    or five times polytrix wake up together

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    04 May 2026

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    MLH Tracker @MLHTracker
    rozanov81 (Ilya Rozanov) started following 3 and unfollowed 0:

    ✅ montrealmetros (The Montreal Metros)
    ✅ shanehollanderofficial (Shane Hollander)
    ✅ metrosworst (Worst Metros Plays)
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    rozanov defender @gremlinroz
    ... alright who told ilya about the mlh tracker
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    lea @rozanovsss
    getting ready for the game on thursday i see... masterful trolling
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    The history of Hollanov, primarily as seen through the MLH Tracker on Twitter.

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    08 Apr 2026

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    “You don’t want us waiting on you hand and foot?” Rumi glances at her, smiling. And she would if asked, Zoey knows.

    She hooks her good leg around Rumi, heel pressing into the small of her back, and lowers her voice as Rumi starts at the contact. “Well, if it was you, unnie,” she croons, and watches Rumi’s cheeks flush, feels the warmth of it against her hand.

    Or: Zoey accidentally Pavlovs Rumi (but uses for it good)

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    02 Apr 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 59

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    Rumi’s still wearing that dumb grin, this time paired with a grey activewear set Mira had bought for her a few weeks back. As Mira watches, she shrugs off her cropped zip-up, revealing the matching form-fitting tank underneath, and. Well. Rumi’s all lean muscle and smooth skin, patterns arcing delicate and nacreous along her body, which is. Distracting, to be sure.

    But not quite distracting enough to draw attention away from the very loud red paddle she’s now holding up like a particularly athletic, overenthusiastic bidder. Or distracting enough to make Mira forget about this god-awful situation her girlfriend had dragged her into.

    “Pickleball!” Rumi announces happily, and Mira briefly contemplates death and the sweet, quiet relief it would bring.

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    02 Apr 2026