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Fuck it. She was clearly on a hot streak. Better let it ride.
"Can I get your number?" Nami asked. To her surprise, this earned her a smirk across Miss All Sunday's full, red lips. Even more surprisingly, Miss All Sunday leaned in, close enough that Nami could feel the warmth of her breath on her chin and see the browns and golds threaded through the green of her eyes and smell nothing but her expensive perfume, cherry. Fuck. Nami held her ground despite the blush burning up her cheeks, tilted her chin up and brought their faces just a touch closer, and Nami watched Miss All Sunday's pupils go wide.
"Goodnight, Miss Mikan." Miss All Sunday said, low and far too intimate and sexy for the rejection it was. Nami still took it for what it was and nodded. She let her eyes drag over Miss All Sunday's pretty face one last time and then tucked her tail and stepped across the threshold. She made it three steps down the hall before she heard Miss All Sunday's voice behind her. "Oh, and Miss Mikan."
Or: Modern AU where Robin works at a casino and Nami can't help but test her luck.
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28 Jun 2026
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In her heart of hearts, Nami knows that she wants too much: that she’s too much. She’s been this way for as long as she can remember, even when she was just a tiny child chafing against poverty and the shoreline of an island that seemed to grow smaller and smaller with each passing year. The voracious beast inside her was quieter before Arlong educated her on the true price of not having enough, but it’s always been a part of her and has been clawing at the inside of her ribcage and howling for more ever since. Strangers are the safest choice for Nami to let herself be so hungry with because she’s gone by morning, long before her neediness can swallow them whole, so she can take from them without an ounce of guilt and she tells herself that it’s enough.
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Nami goes home with a dark-haired, blue-eyed stranger. Robin takes issue with that.
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19 Jun 2026
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soulmates au where everyone sees in black and white until they meet their soulmate, then they see in color.
francesca meets john and michaela at the same time, and is horribly mistaken about which one is her soulmate.
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19 Jun 2026
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“I’m not sleeping with you any more.”
“You talk as if it were only that.”
And Michaela wanted to laugh.
Francesca could be cruel sometimes.
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Michaela tries to end the affair with her cousin’s girlfriend. Francesca tries to keep the only part of her life that has ever felt truly hers.
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15 Jun 2026
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The balcony is empty. The air is thick with summer heat.
Michaela steps closer than she should. Francesca's legs part, almost reflexively, for her husband’s cousin. Michaela slips between them and rests her hands on Francesca's thighs.
She leans in. Francesca can smell the limoncello on her breath. Her nose brushes Francesca's cheek.
"Tell me it's killing you like it's killing me," Michaela whispers against her skin.
Francesca trembles. Her need pulses in her chest, her stomach, lower still.
"Please, Fran."
"We can't."
"I know. I know."
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Francesca Stirling is a high-powered Manhattan attorney on her eighth round of IVF. Her husband's cousin, Michaela, arrives for the summer and immediately upends Francesca's routines. When her husband leaves for a work trip to London, Francesca is forced to reckon with the woman she has spent years refusing to look at — and with the question of whether she can finally become herself without breaking the man who loves her.
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