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“You saw something about yourself, didn't you?” Siuan said finally, quietly. “About us. That was the second thing.”
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Wishing (only wounds the heart) by MidnightConfessions7
Fandoms: Wicked - All Media Types, Wicked (Movie 2024)
25 Mar 2025
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“I like you,” Galinda said bluntly. In direct contrast to Elphaba, continuing the conversation seemed to be having a calming effect on her. She'd probably done this before—no doubt hundreds of people had done this to her.
Had done this for real, had meant it. Because if there was one thing Elphaba knew, it was that no one who said those words to her had ever, ever meant them. Even her family—who she knew loved her, albeit in their own flawed ways—they didn't like her. Elphaba wasn’t a fool; she knew she wasn't a likeable person. She'd stopped wishing to be one a long time ago. She'd gotten used to it in grade school when boys would ask her out on dares, and in high school when girls would never ask at all.
Somehow, she'd believed that she and Galinda were past outright cruelty.
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all i do is dream of you (the whole night through) by MidnightConfessions7
Fandoms: Supergirl (TV 2015)
01 Jan 2023
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Genderbent supercorp au of the 1952 movie Singing in the Rain, set in 2007 instead of 1927.
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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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14 May 2026
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Everything after that happens too fast to think and slow enough that Trinity will replay it later in punishing detail, her brain an endless loop of cause and effect. The patient wrenches his other wrist free, the restraints tied improperly at its connection point to the bed—fucking newbies. He seizes the opportunity immediately. Trinity would notate that point on her neuro exam (patient alert) if she weren't more focused on Yolanda at her side, in optimal reaching distance.
The angle isn't great. Yolanda is bent over him and she sees movement in her periphery a fraction too late, eye widening as Trinity calls, "Watch out!"
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Trinity takes a punch meant for Yolanda
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13 May 2026
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Trinity Santos is three hours into a double shift, alone in the break room, when her phone buzzes with an unknown number. A stranger has sent a photo by accident, a red dress, an ornate mirror, a bare back, and is immediately, catastrophically mortified about it.
Trinity is polite. She says she deleted it. She saves the contact as 'very hot stranger 🔥'.
That's where it starts.Wrong number. Slow burn. Enemies to lovers. SMAU-adjacent.
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13 May 2026
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Baran is in the middle of describing the look her ex-wife gave her when Sami's teacher suggested maybe he gets his argumentative streak from home. "It was so pointed, Trinity, you would have thought she was trying to kill me with her eyes, and I'm sitting there thinking, first of all, he gets it from both of us, she's a lawyer for Christ's sake—" She stops. Utterly stalls, mid-sentence and mid-motion, the rolled spinach half under the knife on the board. The hand not holding the knife gives a faint, irregular jerk at her side, fingertips twitching against the grain of the wooden cutting board. For a single disorienting second Trinity thinks Baran has simply lost her train of thought.
It takes Trinity a beat too long, something she'll kick herself for later, to understand what she's seeing. "Babe?"
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Baran has a seizure while cooking them dinner
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12 May 2026
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Trinity gives herself a second on the final landing, fingers gripping the railing hard enough that the metal leaves a faint red impression in her palm when she pulls away. She takes a steadying breath in through her nose, out through her mouth. Then, she scrapes together her usual mask as she makes her way over to Yolanda's front door, pushes her shoulders back, and knocks.
Yolanda opens the door with a grin that hits Trinity hard in the soft, vulnerable center of her chest. "Hi, baby," she greets, warm and bright and so fucking happy to see her that Trinity feels it like sunlight on her face after a twelve-hour shift, even though it’s well past dusk.
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A Trinity Santos chronic pain fic
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12 May 2026