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[mistydear]

trinity "pound that shit" santos, holding out her fist and pointing at it like a loser, meet victoria "permanent look of disgust around trinity" javadi, who does, in fact, "pound that shit" like she's being held at gun point

and then trinity walks away feeling really good about the whole interaction like she hadn't just called herself "hot" (immediate grimace from vic) for trying to get vic to "pimp out" her mother for a letter of rec

mind you, 4 minutes earlier collins called her out with a "confidence and ambition are great attributes. especially when it’s paired with respect and humility." and trin immediately got an attitude about it. and then she backtracked and tried (her best) to implement that philosophy with vic

losergirl trinity you are too much. never change

[chosominous]

[shes-a-girl-anachronism]

trinity always walking around compeltely shirtless at home, and at first dennis will always really dramatically slap his hand over his eyes whenever she does it and stay like that until she puts a shirt on, until eventually shes like, 'dude, if you can walk around without a shirt on, why cant i?' and he actually cannot think of an answer.

cut to them both sitting on the couch watching like drag race or smth in matching pyjama pants and nothing else

[pittschewtoy]

Trinity who has a shitty fucking day. Trinity who refuses to call Baran about it even as she stares at her phone for hours. Trinity who lays in bed, staring at the ceiling, wishing she had more than booty calls to call. Trinity who ignores her phone when Baran does call. The usual urge to bury her feelings using sex missing. That deep ache inside of her wanting comfort instead of a quick fuck. The hot and rough touch not enough.

Trinity who startles out of her fog when the doorbell rings. Who doesn’t get up until she hears Baran through the door. She stumbles through her tiny apartment to the front door. She opens it to find Baran waiting, hands full of containers. Baran looks her up and down and Trinity suddenly remembers she’s only wearing a shitty shirt and underwear, hair and face no doubt a mess. Trinity who tucks the embarrassment away and leans against the doorway.

“Wanted a fuck that bad, huh?” She still doesn’t really feel like fucking but she won’t say no to Baran when she’s right in front of her.

Baran doesn’t take the bait.

“May I come in?”

Trinity, who’s never really been able to say no to Baran, steping aside to let Baran in. Locking the door then following curiously as Baran goes straight to her kitchen. Baran quickly finding a tray and puting the annoyingly amazingly smelling food from her containers in before putting it in the oven. 

“This isn’t fucking.”

Baran straightens up and turns to her. “I never mentioned fucking.”

“But we always fuck.”

“Not always.”

“Always.”

“Every time we’re together maybe, but we do other things.”

“…I guess.” Trinity who has no idea what’s happening. “Did your oven break?”

“No. I brought it over for you.”

“Why?”

“I heard you had a bad day— “

“Who snitched?”

“— and I thought a proper meal might help.”

Trinity whose usual snarkiness fails her. Trinity who hasn’t been taken care of, not truly, in a very long time. If ever. Trinity who hesitates. Who lets Baran step closer. Lets her pull Trinity into a hug. Who only takes a few minutes to melt into it.

Trinity who lets Baran take care of her. Just this once.

[sweetheartdemma]

Perlah and princes overhear that trinity is having a really bad run of patients. From a teenager that she had to call the police on and an aggressive man, plus a creep Robby had to slightly threaten, their girl was going through it.

Princess finds trinity and asks her if she wants to head home with mom and mama and trinity agrees, you can almost see the weight lift off her shoulders.

During the car ride home she sits in the back curled into a ball trying not to sob as Perlah drives them all home.

They get home and lay in bed together, trinity takes the middle and immediately begins recounting her day. Telling her moms about this teenager who’s dad was harming her and a man who believed she would go to hell for wearing a rainbow bracelet. Plus this old guy who wouldn’t stop hitting on her and trying to touch her ass.

She begins to tense up and starts crying and pretty quickly Perlah and Princess realise she is having a flashback, and quite a bad one.

Perlah sits up against the headboard and puts trinity on her lap while Princess sits in front of her and holds trinity’s hands to stop her from hurting herself.

Perlah begins muttering safe words into her ear and holding her as tight as possible while trinity cry’s and thrashes like someone is hurting her.

Eventually trinity calms down and curls into Perlah who holds her babygirl as tight as possible as trinity sobs and shakes.

Princess sits next to them and wipes away trinity’s tears as both woman tell trinity how brave she is.

[whitsantos-twinism-truther]

theatre kid Trinity gets caught by Dana trying to steal some of Dennis’s snacks from the hidden stash in his locker. walking away with her arms raised in surrender, she mutters, “gee, officer Krupke, chill. i bought those snacks.”

[yuripittpilled]

yolanda loves to fuck baran hard and fast with her fingers, unrelenting in pace until baran’s back arches off the bed with a shout. eventually withdrawing the digits slowly from her still weakly fluttering cunt and crawling up the bed to an already fucked out trinity, coaxing her mouth open with her dry hand and shoving her fingers covered in baran’s slick and cum into trinity’s mouth to clean

[yuripittpilled]

garsanshimi with yolanda taking a strap, no one ever writes yola getting dicked down

i've definitely seen yolanda recieving strap before but i get what you mean that she's generally written as the giver

i think every so often yolanda enjoys being teased by baran and trinity, absolutely loves watch baran tell trinity how to work yolanda up, trinity's eagerness to please, to hear good girl is just as hot whether its coming out of her mouth or baran's.

and by the time trinity is stretching her open with one of their larger straps, yolanda has been teased for so long that she's aching with the need to be filled. on her elbows and knees, head resting on baran's inner thigh

keep going baby, she can take it, baran tells trinity and then the last couple of inches are pushing into her, leaving her stuffed and breathless, a low groan of pleasure, one hand scrabbling to find purchase on baran's calve, fingers digging into the flesh there

she can feel trinity palming her ass, grabbing it and pulling, undoubtedly getting one hell of a view if the little stuttered out sound she lets out behind yolanda is anything to go by.

then slowly, rocking the strap inside of her, barely pulling out more than a couple of inches before she's sinking in back inside, a steady rhythym that slowly picks up place, a little more of the strap sliding out with each movement and then slamming back in

trinity angles her hips up ever so slightly on the next thrust in and hits a spot that makes yolanda's jaw drop open with a choked out moan.

baran's sinful voice...is trinity fucking you juuust right baby? i picked the strap for her, for you, can you feel me inside of you right now, filling you up?

[two-headedm0ther]

TW- self harm, relapsing

The concept of people saying Trinity didn’t relapse when she got home. But as someone who struggles with self harm, I know it’s the complete opposite. No matter how fun the night was, how drunk you are, if it’s on your mind that day it won’t go away until you scratch that itch. And I guarantee that she relapsed and I don’t blame her. Because I would have too.

[highconsistency]

Big fan of Robby and Jack fully funding Dennis’ life. When they first got together, Dennis was a bit reluctant to let them spend money on him at all but it did not take much time before Dennis was pocketing one of their cards to keep on his person.

One time, Dennis had given Jack back his card bc he needed that specific card for something and had forgotten to hand it back to him. Dennis had been out to eat with Trinity and was going to pay but remembered the lack of his boyfriend’s card and had slid his own card into the reader with a pout. He sent a picture to the two of them of his receipt with the message had to fend for myself today :( attached. He immediately got a Venmo from Jack covering the entire meal and a text that said I’ll get you set up with Apple Pay when you get home, sorry about today babe.

Trinity started laughing at him and called him their sugar baby, but Dennis just rolled his eyes bc even she was reaping the benefits of their salary’s. It was only last week that she tagged alongside Dennis and Robby to dinner and drinks and there wasn’t even a question on whose tab Trinity’s food was going on. After a few cocktails the two had begged Robby to let them have a sleepover, the older man just laughing at the show they were putting on for him (“dude, I promise if we do a little choreography for him he’ll say yes no issue.”) as he pushed them into the car. He drove them to the convenience store by the house and let them have free rein over the isles, just pushing the cart and clicking his tongue at the sweets they kept piling in. They got to the checkout counter, Dennis and Trinity leaning on each other for support as the lady scanned each item and asked Robby cash or card? Before he could pull his credit card out of his pocket, Trinity slid over a pack of gum from the rack and told him “wait, I’ll definitely need this for tomorrow,” Robby just nodding along and handing over the pack to the lady with a smile.

Just a boy and his girl getting rightfully taken care of 🩷

[incorrectmentosquotes]

Trinity: I'm gonna commit all seven deadly sins and I'm gonna do it all before noon. Mel: can't say she doesn't have drive.

[andersonsjavadi]

Scrolling through tumblr while at work (on my break… trust…) will never not crack me up bc fym im in a professional setting and the algorithm is trying to show me mountains of extremely kinky pittyuri fanart and fanfics

[tiptapismellbullcrap]

Wait omg Baran finding out the Trinity has never been on a proper date before, so she takes her out to a fancy restaurant, the full wine-and-dining experience. And it’s sweet. It’s almost unbearably romantic. But Trinity feels so out of place, so used to bar meetups and hookups that she feels self conscious and foolish in such a nice place in a dress she spent hours trying to pick out.

Her awkwardness must be easily readable because Baran is asking for the cheque after their meal even though they agreed to get dessert. Trinity feels a flush of embarrassment, desperation clawing in her chest to find a way to stop the date from ending, but she’s unable to come up with anything that doesn’t make her seem insanely pathetic, so she solemnly waits outside with Baran for their taxis.

The first car pulls up, and Baran smiles sweetly and motions for her to get in, even opening the door because she is the perfect date. Trinity steels herself, waiting for the slam of the door and the inevitable crying in bed and awkward interactions at work. She isn’t prepared for the jolt that shoots through her as a soft, silk clad hip bumps into hers, pushing her further into the cab as Baran sits next to her - her soft, vanilla-scented arm pressed against Trinity’s own sending goosebumps rushing across her pale skin - and rattles off an address.

Baran leans in closer, intertwining their hands and placing them on her lap, smiles so wide, delight bright in her eyes, as she whispers, “There’s this bakery near my place I stopped by this morning. I thought a private dessert might be…” she pauses, looking Trinity up and down slowly, intimately. Trinity feels nauseous with anticipation, a blush spreading across her cheeks, all the way down to her chest, her green eyes darting all over Baran’s face as the older woman’s breath grazes her skin, “enjoyable for us.”

Trinity finds herself nodding before she even has time to think, head shaking with an eagerness that she would find embarrassing if she wasn’t so distracted by Baran placing her free hand on her thigh, drifting higher and higher, never paying any mind to the cab driver, only thinking of her.

[snoopysvictoire]

if i say trinity could be from texas will people stone me to death in the street or

[snoopysvictoire]

“whitaker listens to noah kahan” “whitaker listens to tyler childers” Loud Incorrect Buzzer. TRINITY is listening to both of those. trinity has a country playlist that is tyler childers, cowboy carter and the chicks

[morrutte]

average whitaker and santos text conversation

[tiptapismellbullcrap]

Whitsantos after trinity gets reported for calling dennis slurs (friendly fire)