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"Vex’ahlia and Vax’ildan can’t remember a time when they were static; they’ve always been in-between. Not quite elf or human, not quite one person or two, not quite male or female. "
A character study of a genderfluid Vex and Vax and how that might change the story.
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"I am a female, 23 year old felon with no high school degree and a Harley Davidson motorbike one year younger than me. I can play anywhere between the ages of 20 and 28 depending on make-up and clothing. I’m a university student and also work part time at a bar. If you’d like to have me as your strictly platonic date for Thanksgiving, but have me pretend to be in a very long or serious relationship with you, to torment your family, I’m game.
I can do these things at your request:
openly hit on other guests while you act like you dont noticestart instigative discussions about politics, sexuality and/or religion
propose to you in front of everyone
pretend to be really drunk as the evening goes on (sorry, i dont drink but i have first hand experience of rowdy drunks due to my job)
start an actual, physical fight with a family member, either inside or on the front lawn for all the neighbours to see.
I require no pay but the free meal I will receive as a guest!"
inspired by a tumblr post
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It had been a year, a full year, since they had heard from Moriarty. Which was perhaps why Joan was as surprised as she was, though she had every right to be; it wasn’t every day you woke up to your archenemy in your bedroom.
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“I’m sorry, baby,” Cassie murmurs. Her thumb coaxes gently back and forth across Trinity’s face.
Trinity’s thighs clench. A whine plays at her throat, but she has just enough sanity left in her head to push it down, never to see the light of day. She’s not gonna fucking whimper in front of McKay, her superior. That’s not happening.
“‘S fine,” she says, but she chokes on her words as her abdomen tightens painfully. Her eyes water. Fucking cramps.
(aka: the older women of the Pitt see Trinity and are like, 'is anyone gonna mother that? no? guess it's up to me then...')
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09 May 2026
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the number of days i have wanted love (more than history) by possibilist
Fandoms: The Pitt (TV)
08 May 2026
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"'thank you for my first slumber party.'
samira is so close. trinity aches and wants and wanst and fucking wants, all the time, until it eats her from the inside out, rotten and wrong. but samira is so soft and lovely and trinity has let her in, and she's still in her bed, even in the dark. it's a young feeling, one trinity never really got to have, she'll realize belatedly, to have her heart race in herur chest and herr palms suddenly get sweaty: not the aniticipation of easy, meaningless sex, or even the thrill of flirting. trinty bring your palm to samira's jaw. 'can i kiss you?'
'yes,' samira says simply, a brief look of utter relief crossing her face that makes trinity smile as she leans forward and presses her lips against samira's. she tastes like wine and popcorn and spearmint toothpaste and trinity presses her knee between samira's legs. she feels a wound begin to close, somewhere deep inside her, as samira scrapes her teeth along trinity's bottom lip: still gentle, still kind. they kiss for a little bit more, then back up, rest their foreheads against each other."
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or: trinity & samira after season 2
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- Part 1 of to hold horizon in my palm
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08 May 2026
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Dr. Baran Al-Hashimi can't seem to stay away from Trinity Santos.
Dr. Al-Hashimi is nothing if not a rule-follower, but there is something about Trinity that causes cracks to appear in the surface, and that classic Al-Hashimi composure may falter under Trinity’s spell.
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27 Apr 2026
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"If Trinity was going to assess her life it would go as follows: one pan, one fork, dust. Then: Ibuprofen, NyQuil, Sleep-Aid, Sleep-Gels, Melatonin. Stained glass reflection on her thread-bare carpet in synthetic blues. Hail Mary."
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Trinity gets better, gets worse.
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18 Apr 2026
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Memory can be funny like that. Trinity looks at her and remembers the Yolanda from months ago, sat across from her with a drink in hand, their knees brushing every time one of them leaned in to say something. The dim lighting of the bar had softened her eyes, painting her face into an expression that could almost be mistaken for the same longing that echoed inside Trinity’s chest.
A lot can change in ten months. Not all of it for the better.
Or: It happens in increments, like all the worst things do.
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17 Apr 2026