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  1. Public Bookmark 68

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    “Yes! You’re overstimulated, Rumi! It’s hard not to clock when you’re all growl-y and bite-y. Which is hot, by the way—I mean, yes! Totally hot, but you also look like you’re in pain soooo—not so hot.” Zoey gestures to the items she brought before she can dive into another tangent. “The headphones! And the blindfold—put them on, unnie. I promise it’ll feel nice!” 

    The blindfold and headphones go on next, and with them properly on, Rumi’s worldview narrows drastically. Darkness envelops her vision. Quiet surrounds her hearing, and even through the noise-canceling feature of Zoey’s headphones, Rumi can still hear a smidge with her heightened senses. The soul bond remains, allowing Rumi to hear the rhythmic thump of Mira’s and Zoey’s heartbeats; she can hear their soft breaths, the easy inhale and gentle exhale that accompanies every beat. The hum of their resonating souls is soothing with nothing else to block it. 

    It’s… nice.

    It’s so much nicer rather than hearing every sound in existence fighting for limited space inside Rumi’s head.

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    or, rumi's overstimulated so mira and zoey suggest sensory deprivation... which leads to a whole new world for rumi

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    02 Aug 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 82

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    They may have some actual competition now, but she meant what she told Zoey earlier. They don’t need to worry about the money.

    The backroom door finally swings open—

    “Holy shit,” Zoey breathes out.

    —and all Rumi sees is pink.

    (They don’t need to worry about the money. But they might need to worry about something else.)

    Pink like summer hydrangeas; vibrant flowerets bunched and bountiful. Pink like a sea of muhly flooding a field; dreamy as the strands sway, as they flow like currents. Pink like hibiscus syriacus, like the heart of mugunghwa.

    “Sorry about the wait,” the heart says, “I’m still getting settled around here.”

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    29 Jul 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 37

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    Footsteps pad away to pluck a wine bottle from one of the numerous shelves before returning to loom over Mira with a sharp grin. Zoey pauses as she takes in Mira’s figure, nearly drooling at the display of soft curves and hard lines. “You don’t mind, yeah?”

    Mira shakes her head, only gulping quietly as she eyes the bottle before flicking her gaze back and forth between her lovers. It’s an expensive bottle of wine that Zoey has in her hands—a bottle of Chateau Latour Pauillac actually, the year 2011 flashes in Mira’s mind and maybe Mira knows where this is going if Zoey’s mischievous grin is any indicator—“Ah!”

    A startled yelp is pried from her lips as cool wine spills onto her chest. A shudder zips down Mira’s spine as Zoey tips the bottle, letting rich, red wine pour onto Mira’s skin. It drenches her soft curves, sliding down the valley of her chest in smooth rivulets before lingering at the peak of stiff nipples. The dark burgundy color trails down the lines of Mira’s toned abdomen before pooling at the dip of her pelvis.

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    or, the wine cellar au featuring wine merchants zoerumi and socialite mira that gets drawn into their orbit!

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    06 Jul 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 28

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    Mira finds more than she was expecting at the Sapphire Tiger.

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    04 Jul 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 89

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    Rumi often found comfort in Celine's arms. She always had.

    Something about being fully embraced, hearing the steady heartbeat of her maternal figure, made everything okay. No matter what problem she had, Celine's arms were the solution.

    OR Five times Rumi sought comfort in Celine's arms and one time she didn't (plus one more time she did cause I didn't want to end this on a sad note).

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    27 Jun 2026