fortheknife
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[A revision/rewriting/reimagining, for fun]
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Devon gave her a low wolf whistle from behind, and Gretchen spun, not at all mortified. Not at all impressed.
"No really, those jeans are great. And you're clearly not wearing a wire, so that's like, awesome."
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I kept to the salt-laden floor with the evidence of the mice when I could, but some nights she'd get tired of me and just take my hand, lay me in my sheet-bare bed and snuggle against me like a runt to its mother. I hated snuggling. Still do. Her feet tucked between my legs, body all knees and needles, small and soft against me like that… I learned to live with it. With her.
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She wasn't ever avoiding Eleanor in the two weeks that followed Ricken's book release, she was simply motivated to protect her brother, to bring Gemma back… crouching behind her car in the woods as she expressed, by hand, liquid (wasted) from her aching breasts into the hissing snow, the thawing dirt.
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Gemma is not screaming at the window anymore, she's clambering into the sun.
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Out for a walk, Carol discovers she's not the only one who's been abandoned in Albuquerque.
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02 Dec 2025
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Carol drew near and loomed over the unresisting woman. Zosia’s eyes, delicate and expectant, looked up at her. She looked tall from down here. Imposing, even. It was apt for a personality as big as hers. The world shrank under the weight of it.
“Zosia,” Carol said. Slow, like she was pronouncing it for the first time. “Do you know that you’re pretty?”
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or: What if Zosia interrupted Carol's Thiopental vlog? A variation on 1x04 from Zosia's POV.
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02 Dec 2025
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Ink on wet paper, a memory bleeding. The Chergui. A giant, playful hand pushing against our chests. Faster now, hot and dry, wind cutting in from the Sahara.
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Zosia's POV as she fractures from the hivemind during the final scene in 1.04Bookmarked by fortheknife
22 Nov 2025
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0.002% is a comfortable margin to love someone by.
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14 Nov 2025
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“Of course, I was certain he meant Eleanor— with the whole she’s alive and what have you— and Mark was fairly clear on that as well. Eleanor being in the same room and all.”
Devon groans. She’s standing in the living room, burping Eleanor, and she sees it all come crashing down in slow motion, the way Gemma’s eyes narrow just the tiniest amount, one hand clenching around the kitchen counter.
“And what did Devon think?” It sounds remarkably loaded, from where Devon’s standing, but Ricken must see it as part of their easy back-and-forth, because he chuckles, that low, warm sound that always made Devon smile.
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devon controls the narrative. gemma is sick of being controlled.
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02 Nov 2025