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The sound of Baran bouncing the ball echoes through the stadium. She looks up, her eyes locking onto Trinity from across the net. An infuriatingly relaxed smirk plays at the corner of Baran’s lips. A smirk, really? A fucking smirk?
Trinity, the current world number two, comes up against her idol, retired Grand Slam champion Baran Al-Hashimi, in a charity tournament and it doesn't end well for her.
Or, a sort of enemies to lovers tennis AU.
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28 May 2026
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Trinity has Amy all figured out. The woe is me, handle my shit for me routine is so obvious.
It all becomes a little less obvious when Trinity actually has to have a conversation or two with her.
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18 May 2026
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Baran has no one to watch after her son while she works a double shift, Trinity offers.
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18 May 2026
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Trinity Santos has a headache. Her least favourite attending doesn’t seem to know how to leave well enough alone.
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04 May 2026
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30 Apr 2026
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“We will be spending a lot of time together.”
Trinity had to contain her exhilaration to a minimum that she hoped she didn’t sound utterly disinterested to the enterprise of her new position: “That is fine by me.”
Al-Hashimi let out a satisfied hum.
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When Trinity Santos gets taken under Professor Baran Al-Hashimi's wing as her new TA.
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30 Apr 2026
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Al-Hashimi laughed again, almost mockingly. The mean lilt of it was so far removed from the emotionless, hyper-professional image Santos had built of Al-Hashimi in her mind that it stunned her into silence.
"I'm afraid you may have misplaced your faith," Al-Hashimi bit back.
In a rundown diner at five o'clock in the morning on July 5th, Santos loses one hero and finds another.
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24 Apr 2026
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By all accounts, Trinity supposes that she's gotten away with far too much for far too long. A targeted jab, an eye roll, a sarcastic remark to an entirely reasonable question. The most she’d received for any of it had been a slap on the wrist or a brief time-out. Worth it enough that she kept pushing at boundaries like she never expected them to give way.
She knew that they had within the first three hours of meeting Baran Al-Hashimi.
( or - Trinity knows just how to push. Baran lets her- to an extent. )
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08 Apr 2026
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Trinity Santos downloads Tinder to get over Yolanda Garcia, who never chose her. She doesn’t expect to match with her new attending, Baran Al-Hashimi.
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07 Apr 2026
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Trinity doesn’t think the permanent addition of Dr. Al-Hashimi will change much about the ED. That changes after an impromptu offer to watch her kid for the evening. One night leads to another, which bleeds into a familiarity Trinity hadn’t known she was missing.
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Trinity falls hard. She doesn’t know how to navigate it.
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07 Apr 2026
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This has to be a nightmare, Langdon examining her for damage, Langdon sure to come up a winner because she’s all scratched up and wrecked, completely annihilated, no good to anyone. “Stop,” Santos says, trying to glare past that winking pen light.
He flicks her a cool, dispassionate look and keeps drawing a line with his finger for her to follow with her eyes. “If this was Whitaker presenting in the ER with a, sorry— you obviously prefer bluntness, right?— a really messed up face, definite signs of concussion, road rash, the whole freaking works… how would you proceed?”
Santos thinks of Whitaker putting his hand in vague proximity to her face without ever once making physical contact, his voice all cloudy with emotion as he tried to talk to her. “I’d send Whitaker and that fuck ass mullet for a head CT,” she cannot help but choke out.
“Okay. That’s how we’ll start. You got an emergency contact? Someone we can call to be here with you right now?”
“Whitaker.” Now his face dips to impatience. Huckleberry is pulling his shift right now, clearly busy. Santos straightens her shoulders and tries not to splinter under the pain. “Call Ellis, okay?”
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12 Mar 2026
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“I don’t think I’ve ever seen an actual coffee pot before.”
Dana raised an eyebrow. “Never seen a coffee pot?”
“Like, I’ve never seen the pot itself, you know? Just, like, the espresso machines at Starbucks, Keurigs—those sort of things.”
Dana’s arched eyebrow ticked up a centimeter higher as she squinted at Emma for a long moment.
Abruptly anxious beneath her scrutiny, Emma reached for her waist to fidget with something, only to remember the charge nurse had plucked most of her belongings from her pockets on arrival. She settled with flicking her name badge between her fingers.
“Kid, are you younger than this coffee maker?”
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Or: How Emma and Dana slowly, somewhat reluctantly, come to accept their feelings for each other.
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05 Feb 2026
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On her way out, the pen slips out of Samira’s grasp, landing on the hardwood floor with a loud clatter. “Oh fu– sorry.”
Instinctually, Emery pushes her chair back, only to be met with a direct line of sight to Samira’s ass. The perfect, round globes of her ass. Instead of squatting down, which was likely impossible in the tight skirt, she’d bent right down from the waist to pick it up.
Straightening up, she observes the pen between nimble fingers. “No damage, thankfully. Sometimes the tip snaps and the whole pen needs to be replaced,” she says over her shoulder with a serious face, half of her lower lip in between her teeth.
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After her parents' death, Emery Walsh becomes the CEO of her family's company. Samira Mohan is her secretary. Alternate Universe.
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03 Jul 2025
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Samira wasn’t supposed to get this close. Not to Emery. Not to late-night coffees, shared beds, or the soft space between shifts. But things happen. And now they’re navigating what it means to belong to someone - quietly, almost accidentally - until a face from Emery’s past complicates everything.
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22 Jun 2025
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“Look,” Jackie tries again as she places her stack of cones on their relevant shelf like she has a thousand times before. She tries not to think about the cobweb she totally just felt brush against her hand, or the smell of Mari in her nose, so deep it almost burns. “Mari, did you know— I mean, have you ever had your heat before?”
Probably better to cut right to the chase, right? Jackie sees Mari freeze out of the corner of her eye, and bites her bottom lip, because oh, right.
Jackie is an alpha, and she’d convinced Mari to come here alone with her, and now Jackie’s asking her about heat, and this could look—
“Like, not in a weird way,” she rushes out awkwardly, and then, clearing her throat, “Sorry, I just mean— not like that. Not like… Not like this.”
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Mari's in pre-heat, and it's throwing the team off their game. Ever the altruist, Jackie pulls her aside to check in.
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21 Jun 2025
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It’s 2009. Everyone’s online and everyone’s a little bit feral.
Natalie and Jackie have been trading burned CDs and late-night messages for months—caught in that messy, unsaid thing that exists in comment threads and Top 8 reshuffles. Then Lottie shows up.
Her photos are rooftop cigarettes, bruised knees, and red Solo cups. Natalie finds her first, but she accidentally finds Jackie next.
And without meaning to, she becomes the third corner in something jagged and electric.
Three girls. One internet. No emotional regulation.
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2009 myspace jackielottienat love triangle.
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19 Jun 2025
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Natalie and Jackie are fraudulent ghost hunters, exploiting a niche community of grievers and widowers. When they receive a letter down to an inherited estate in Mississippi, they find that this case is not like the rest.
An odd AU in which Natalie and Jackie are twins (it's necessary!), while Shauna and Lottie are (unhinged) cousins. Strange things happen. An abstract exploration of grief and trauma wrapped in a horror blanket!
*ON HIATUS*
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10 Jun 2025
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The Intimacy of Cigarettes(And Other Small Suicides) by Butchbastard
Fandoms: Yellowjackets (TV)
04 Jun 2025
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In the summer before her senior year, the 4th of July lands on the Lord's day and despite having long given up on such a god. Natalie finds herself praying again next to Laura Lee on the cold concrete curb at the end of the Taylor Family's two-story colonial. Feet planted in the gutter. Smelling the vodka on her own breath as she whispers revelations into the hot summer night. She prays like there's only a single bullet in the barrel, and she's trying to punch through the fabric of heaven itself.
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I wanted to write a really gay tragic explanation for why Natalie is so separated from literally all the girls at the beginning of season one. This is a tragedy disguised as a buddy comedy disguised as Nat getting passed around like a blunt.
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04 Jun 2025
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"You nervous?" Dr. Ellis' voice jerks her from her musings, that signature smirk working its way onto her face. Samira swallows at the way it tugs the corner of her lips up, the way her perfect, white teeth gleam in the dim lights.
"No." Samira says, sitting up straight. "Why would I be nervous, Dr. Ellis?"
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or, Samira Mohan makes a proposition. Parker Ellis accepts.Bookmarked by SoupyGoopy
02 Jun 2025
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“I want her to split me open, to dig her fingers in and pry open my ribs, lick my heart and my blood and my bones. Pick open my bones and suck out the marrow. I want to be devoured by her. And she wants to devour me just as badly. It’s in every look, every movement, every smile.” — Michelle Hodkin, The Becoming of Noah Shaw
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Natalie Scatorccio moves to New York City with the intentions of attending college to eventually pursue a career in music but meeting Lottie Matthews sends those plans askew; casting her into a dark, depraved and bloodthirsty world of the supernatural.
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Natalie has nervous prey animal energy, and Lottie wants to eat her.
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31 May 2025