#pinkus

[losermentioned505]

can someone please make an AU where Trevor is alive and him and Pinkus are both raising Abby together?

[kirschworks]

I started needle felting recently! Here are a few of my first projects.

[gliklofhameln]

Pinkus from the Plymouth synagogue, 1762. Plymouth synagogue is the oldest Ashkenazi synagogue in the English-speaking world, built in 1762.

[theepicsugarverse]

Lennox you and Mold en Mono should kiss.

[lythinksabittoomuch]

So today is free day in cbs ghosts appreciation week, and I thought, what could be freeer than Trevor’s genitals… I have a lot of feelings about him and Pinkus, and I wonder what Pinkus must have thought when he went missing, so I wrote this:

He’d never forget what Trevor did for him.

The next Monday, after the hazing, he’d come into work, with the pants Trevor had leant him, freshly laundered, ready to buy him a thousand coffees.

Only to find his seat empty. He’d asked the other guys, assuming Trevor was just hungover, but they said they didn’t know, and they hadn’t seen him since the party. Except, some of the guys looked all twitchy.

He assumed it was nothing until Trevor wasn’t in the next day. Or the day after that.

And then two cops showed up at his apartment. Trevor had been declared missing after his family hadn’t heard from him for 72 hours.

He told the cops about the party, but said nothing about the drug use or the hazing. When asked if he saw him leave, Pinkus hesitated before shrugging. He didn’t want to explain why he’d left so early.

After a while, they left, figuring Pinkus didn’t know anything.

Over the next few months, he was called up a few more times, but it was clear to them he was just repeating himself each time, and eventually they stopped interviewing him.

Everyone had lawyered up when the cops started poking around their firm, and Pinkus did the same. A few days after everything had started, they’d cornered him just to remind him not to mention his leaving the party early.

He wasn’t stupid. He could tell those guys knew more than they were letting on, but these guys were his family. And Trevor was too. So many details just weren’t adding up.

And then the case went cold, and Trevor was presumed dead.

Eventually Pinkus switched jobs, and his girlfriend tentatively suggested he try therapy. It had helped a lot in realising how toxic the firm had been, and how badly he had been treated. He mentioned Trevor a few times and finally began to let himself grieve.

It had been ten years since he'd gone missing, but Pinkus still had Trevor’s pants in a bag in the back of the wardrobe. They were too nice to throw away, but Pinkus knew he’d never wear them again.

They were Trevor’s pants

[thedaily-beer]

Brauerei Pinkus Müller Hefe Weizen (Picked up at Ekoplaza Foodmarqt in Amsterdam). A 3 of 4. A standard hefeweizen that has the qualities in the nose you’d expect -- some faint wheat sourness and some faint lemon and spice. The body is nicely balanced and has a strong wheat presence, and a decent bit of carbonation. What you’d expect for the style.

[baemy624]

https://twitter.com/multicoloryang/status/1561574259494948864?s=21&t=dXW7CZRHD-MWtWuOEgtCYg

Screw it: here’s a tretie & trinkus video

Enjoy these mlm icons 💗💜💙

^it’s not sensitive, it’s just bisexual

[kaycode1999]

brinky kisses !! by megalomice on DeviantArt

brinky kisses !! by megalomice