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Trinity swears, grunting as blood makes its way down her neck and to her suit, mixing in with the dark red of it. She reaches up to remove her mask, her identity now safe in the consolation of Yolanda’s eminently organized and neat room. Trinity lowers her arms to her sides when suddenly a surge of pain shoots across her shoulder and torso. Trinity curses again and thinks to herself that some “spidey healing,” as Whitaker likes to call it, would be delightful right now.
“Trin?” Yolanda’s voice immediately causes calmness to wash over Trinity and makes her forget about the injuries that she had just received not even an hour ago. Trinity realized early on into their relationship that Yolanda always had that effect on her.
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Trinity gets hurt in a fight as spider-woman and finds comfort in Yolanda.
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25 Jun 2026
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i’ll wait and wait and wait and (it’s too much) by FluffyCheese_Grater
Fandoms: The Pitt (TV)
24 Jun 2026
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The air in the apartment was still. It was almost stale. Hot and stagnant, it hung around Trinity's worn frame as she slumped onto her sofa.
Today really had been a shift from hell.
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Trinity has had enough
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24 Jun 2026
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Santos wraps her fingers around the curve of Al-Hashimi's inner thigh, dipping them down closer to her center.
“Trinity.”
She plays innocent. “Yeah?”
Al-Hashimi chuckles incredulously before warning, “No funny business while I’m driving.”
She clicks her tongue in disappointment. “You’re no fun.”
“It’s just a few more minutes, baby.”
“Okay, that’s not helping,” she huffs.
Al-Hashimi gives her a playful sidelong look. “Are you always this impatient?”
“Do you always look this hot?” Santos retorts with a squeeze to her thigh.
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al-hashimi takes santos on a proper dinner date and they head back to her apartment after
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24 Jun 2026
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Near the tailend of her shift, Garcia finally got a moment to herself after slipping out of the elevator on the eighth floor, and she beelined for a spot near the locker room that she knew to get little foot traffic. The vibration of her pager rivaled the beating of her own heart and only in its absence did she realize how it had soundtracked her day.
She checked her phone: still no birthday wishes. That was to be expected, she reasoned. Most people are busy wrangling their families on this day, so there’s not much room for her to pass their minds. It’s not personal. There were, however, four missed calls from her mother, and a text shortly after:
Te olvidas de tus padres
The message was so classically her mother that she couldn’t help but laugh. No birthday wish or any sort of preamble, just a straight-up guilt trip: You forget about your parents.
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garcia has a birthday shift from hell and needs to fuck about it
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24 Jun 2026
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Sometimes, you just need someone who gets it.
Even if it's in the bathroom stall.Bookmarked by tinyballofstress08
24 Jun 2026