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(Zoey watches district 8's reaping and shivers at the intense look in Mira's eyes.
Abby whistles and says, "That one is a killer.")
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Instead, she asks, "Is that what you did?"
All the interviews are public, reruns frequently running in the background of their household. The Capitol likes it that way, intermingled with fragments of crowd favorites chocking on their own organs. But Mira cannot for the life of her remember Rumi's, and it feels like a violation to go looking for it now.
If Rumi wants to tell her, she will. If she doesn't, she won't.
Rumi's smile grows like flowers wilt. "No, it is not."
(Will they remember to water her plant, Zoey wonders, or will it wilt until nothing of it remains?)
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Mira and Zoey are both reaped in the 74th annual Hunger Games. Rumi wants to save them.
Bookmarked by 3000cycles (nerv01)
20 Feb 2026
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Mira snorts—she knows they're just joking. "So, what game is this?" She gestures to the board in front of her.
"Ah-" Rumi puts the wrinkled manual on the table and slides it to Mira. "It's Monopoly…?"
Mira frowns while analyzing the setup. "So this is Monopoly…"
Rumi arches an eyebrow. "You never really played it before?"
"Not really, no. I've heard of it before, though."
"Monopoly's like—one of the biggest board games ever. A classic," Zoey comments. "You never played with your family before?"
Mira takes the metallic token in the shape of a race car to see it from up close. "Not really. My parents travel a lot, so quality time is pretty rare."
"Oh." Rumi lets scape, as both she and Zoey look at her, wide-eyed.
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Zoey and Rumi are players, because they play board games. Mira is a player, because she plays with people's feelings.
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Bookmarked by 3000cycles (nerv01)
18 Feb 2026
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Mizi inches closer, her eyes never once leaving Sua's.
She moves gently, as if she could break Sua—as if Sua is made of thin, delicate porcelain.
Warm flesh against Mizi's, the taste of Sua's lips, the feeling of her flesh molding against hers. She can't help but sigh into her mouth and Sua finds herself capturing Mizi's breath, like it is her own—like Mizi's breath is the oxygen she lives and breathes on.
a fic in which mizi and sua are best friends
Bookmarked by 3000cycles (nerv01)
18 Feb 2026
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Not that she had applied for a transfer purely to increase her chances of getting laid, but her time at private university had been pretty stifling in more than a couple of ways. Between not being able to study what she wanted (fashion design and marketing) and her old roommate (homophobic), Mira had found her best option was to piss off her parents (nothing new) and enroll elsewhere for her second year.
In any case, she had just spent all night at the orientation mixer hitting on a girl who turned out to be straight, and now she’s in bed, alone, still a little buzzed from the free beer, convinced that everyone on campus is getting laid tonight except for her.
So. Laptop out, headphones on out of habit, Mira tipsily browses for some porn.
pathetic lonely lovergirl Mira spends several months watching two faceless strangers on the internet having soft, giggly, intimate sex and becomes utterly smitten. what might happen if she coincidentally became friends with them irl? (threesomes. threesomes is what happens) aka the zoerumi camgirl au
Bookmarked by 3000cycles (nerv01)
16 Feb 2026
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i find myself flirting (with the verge of obscene) by zeas
Fandoms: KPop Demon Hunters (2025)
15 Feb 2026
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She was naked with the exception of a heart shaped pink plug shoved deep into her ass and the matching pink handcuffs Mira was currently tightening to the arm rests, binding her to a wooden chair.
She was already glowing and purring—the marks on her skin illuminating their bedroom and the soft sounds she made were louder than she intended. She tried to calm them down, to pretend she wasn't as turned on by the situation than she actually was.
Of course—it did not work.
She heard the metal of the cuffs clink together with the wood as Mira finished up, a drop of wetness falling from her cunt down onto the chair. She looked up at Zoey, laid down on the bed waiting, smirking tenderly at Rumi.
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Rumi gets tied to a chair and gets really needy watching Mira and Zoey getting it on.
Bookmarked by 3000cycles (nerv01)
16 Feb 2026