Devs kinda writing blog

My name is Dev, they/he

my main blog @nogenderblender9358

My writing rules

I’m only gonna write for female characters or gender neutral and x reader. I will also write for female reader and gender neutral reader. I don’t actually use like girl, women or she/her pronouns in my writing unless someone specifies it in a request. I try to keep reader as ambiguous as possible so anyone can imagine themselves as reader

I’m a lesbain so I won’t write male reader or any male characters.

My only thing is I don’t write smut.

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The boys/ Gen V materialist

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Resident evil materialist

The Pitt materialist

Previous chapter

Victoria Javadi x reader

Summary : when you find Victoria having a picnic she invites you to join her

An: third chapter! Last week was so very stressful for me but I’m back in my groove! Next chapter is Samira yay.

Word count rounded: 1.7k

Chapter 3 : Victoria

The sun was already hidden behind the many clouds littering the sky. For once the weather had decided to be merciful. The cloudiness was perfect cover from the sun that had been scorching just a few hours earlier. It was so nice that you decided to go for a walk. Past the barn and around the field just enjoying how cool it was. It was so peaceful the only thing that could break you out of your trance was someone yelling your name.

Your head whips in the direction and you find Victoria sitting on a red and white checkered blanket in the grass. You smile to yourself noticing she is wearing a different lavender dress. She grins when you notice her and waves you over. You cross the little field to stand in front of her picnic blanket. “Hey Vic, Are you having a picnic?”. You ask, gesturing to her lunch spread. “Yes!” Victoria exclaims, patting the spot next to her. “Come sit… I have so much food. I kind of raided the kitchen”. You sit down next to her on the blanket, crossing your legs.

“So what do you have?”. You ask peeking over to the picnic array next to her. Victoria grabs the tray, holding it in front of you. “Okay so I made some little sandwiches. I have ham and cheese and a few of them are turkey. And I also found some strawberries and blueberries and some carrot sticks”. You reach for one of the little sandwiches. “They look great”. You smile while taking a bite. Victoria grabs a sandwich as well. The two of you eat in a comfortable silence.

“ I like your dress”. You comment, once you’ve finished eating. Victoria beams “Thank you”. “Is purple your favourite colour? I’ve seen you wear it a few times”. You comment, grabbing a handful of strawberries. “Oh yeah” Victoria grins. “Purple is absolutely my favourite colour. I have lots of purple things, especially my clothing”.

“Well I think purple suits you really well.” You smile at her and Victoria's eyes widen a little bit. “Thanks…that's really nice of you”. You can tell that Victoria is a little flustered, she brushes the hair over her ear. “These strawberries are so good by the way”. You grab another popping it in your mouth. Victoria nods, agreeing. “Right? We actually grow them here. Kind of like the freshest you can get”. Victoria says, grabbing a few more for herself.

“Do you help with growing them? Like maintaining the garden?”. You ask.Victoria hums to herself “Hmm sometimes, I generally like picking the fruits more than gardening but I like watering. Plus when we pick them I get to eat some”. Victoria jokes as she bites into a carrot stick this time. “Sounds nice. I’ve always been terrible at keeping a garden alive. Just never really turns out how I hoped”. You explain, picking up one of the strawberries and inspecting just how red and full it is.

“You could help with the garden, you know? We could always use a few extra hands”. Victoria proposes. “Yeah I’d like that. It will be a lot easier to not kill the plants if other people are helping me”. You reach down to grab another strawberry and find that there is only one left. “Oh do you want the last one? You offer holding it out for Victoria to take. “No, it's ok really you can have it. I’ve had way too many strawberries”. Victoria shakes her head, letting you take the final strawberry. You take the last strawberry back, thanking her.

“So why did you come to the ranch?”. You ask, turning your attention to Victoria. She sighs. “My mother”. You can already see the irritation on her face. “Your mother? You question, prompting more from her. “ She's the reason I'm here. It’s a long story really. Me and my mother don’t exactly get along very well. She’s always nagging me about everything and she doesn’t even trust me. So when she heard about this place, I didn’t even argue. I wanted a break from her”. Victoria plays with the edge of her dress.

“I'm sorry about your mom”. You sympathize, reaching out just to place a comforting hand on her knee. Victoria sighs. “In hindsight this place was perhaps the best place for me to go. This place and these people. It's really helped me with my mom. I was really angry when I got here and Baran…has this way with words. Have you had your healing session yet? It was a complete turning point for me”. Victoria explains, clearly very fond of her.

“I haven’t. I’ve actually just been getting my bearings for the past few days. I haven't had time to even have a proper talk with Baran”. You shrug, but this “Healing session” has intrigued you now. You lean a little bit into this session idea.

“And this healing session? What does that entail?”. You ask, reaching into your pocket for the tape recorder stashed away. “Well it's unlike anything I've ever felt really. It's like all of that deep energy inside of you is being sucked out of you”. Victoria trails off like she's trying to find the right words. “It felt like I was being drained or maybe flushed off all my worries and fears… incredible I guess”. Victoria sighs and you can see that her arms have sprouted goosebumps. Victoria seems to feel them too and she moves to rub her arm.

You’re not exactly sure what you should say but the tingling feeling of your own goosebumps prompts you to speak. “It must be a breeze today… “. You say rubbing your own arms. You look up at Victoria and she is staring back at you.

And that's when you notice a small red stain just below Victoria's lip. It's small enough that you didn’t notice it earlier. But now that you’ve seen it, it's all you can look at. “Oh um you got a little… strawberry under your lip”. You gesture to your own mouth air-circling the area for her to wipe.

“Oh?” Victoria giggles sheepishly, reaching out to wipe it a few times but somehow manages to miss every one. You laugh as well watching her struggle, her eyebrows knitted in confusion. “Here just let me”. You lean in closer, close enough to smell the sweet scent of Victoria's jasmine perfume. You reach out and use your thumb to gently wipe the red stain off her face. You pull back a little to meet her eyes. Victoria however hasn’t looked up from your smile yet. You're about to ask her what she's looking at but before you can Victoria rushes forward pressing a kiss to your lips, too quickly for you to react.

Victoria pulls back with a gasp, despite being the one to kiss you. “Sorry, Oh my gosh I'm sorry I… didn’t mean to just do that”. She stammers out an apology, now avoiding your eyes and lips.

“Hey… it's ok. I'm not upset about it really”. You say, trying to get her to look at you again. “No really I… I should have asked for your permission”. Victoria doubles down.

“Then ask me”.

“What?”.

“Ask me”.

Victoria laughs nervously like she can’t quite figure out if your fucking with her or not.“Ask me if you can kiss me”. You repeat, putting emphasis on each word. Victoria just stares at you for a few seconds, still a little unsure this isn’t an elaborate prank.

“Can I kiss you?” Victoria asks, her voice showing how nervous she is. “Yeah”. You reply simply, letting Victoria lean in for a second time. This time however is much slower and more measured. Her lips find yours again and this time the kiss is long enough that you can taste the flavoured chapstick she has on. You can’t quite figure out if it is strawberry or cherry.

You don’t have much time to think before your lips part and your face to face with her again. You don’t say anything yet, opting to just observe her. “What are you looking at?”. Victoria asks, breaking the silence. “You’re really pretty”. You say simply and that alone makes her blush.

“Thanks”. Victoria smiles, fixing her hair. “Oh and your chapstick tasted really good, was it strawberry? You ask, guessing. That makes Victoria giggle. “It's actually cherry”. She smiles. You groan, letting out a sigh. “Oh that was my second guess. I think I might have needed a second kiss for a more accurate guess”. You grin and Victoria rolls her eyes.

“I think you're just trying to kiss me again”. Victoria raises her eyebrow trying not to let a smile sneak past her lips. “And? Is that so wrong really?”. You ask and Victoria pretends to think about it before learning it again. “I guess not”. She hums, and both of your lips connect again for another kiss.

“Mmm yeah… you’re right it is cherry”. You tease. “You do this with all the girls”. Victoria teases back. “Only the ones that let me join their picnic. It was a lovely picnic as well. Best one i’ve been on”. You praise.

“I'm glad I could share it with you. This place was very overwhelming when I first got here but I figured it out. I think you’ll fit right in too ”. Victoria glances down seemingly out of muscle memory and gasps shooting up to her feet. “Oh gosh! Um sorry Baran told me to meet her today after 12. I really hate being late”. Victoria explains. “I'm sorry I totally lost track of time”. Victoria rambles gathering up the remnants of the picnic.

“Really it's okay you don’t need to apologize. I had a lot of fun today… Besides, I should be doing something as well. See you later Victoria".You stand up as well, passing her the empty container of strawberries. You wave as she calls back after you head away. “Bye! I’ll bring more strawberries next time”.

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Trinity Santos x reader

Summary: you and Trinity go for a ride but it might lead to something more heated

An: second chapter! Next chapter is for Victoria! I’m so happy I finished this chapter I’ve been so stressed over things in my life but I’m all back to normal.

Word count rounded: 2.1k

Chapter 2 : Trinity

The sun had just reached full peak in the sky. It was your third day on the ranch so far. At this point, you knew your way around the Ranch. You've gotten familiar with the schedule and how the women spend their time. Which is why you knew exactly where to find Trinity. Yesterday she had mentioned meeting her after lunch, usually she was by the equipment shed.

That's where you found Trinity, outside the equipment shed. She had a wet rag in her hand and was washing the front window of the utility vehicle. Her hair is tied back in a ponytail and she was dressed for the hot weather. The tank top she is wearing shows off her arms and back. You find yourself again, stopping to stare at another woman. And just like last time you're caught almost immediately.

Trinity could somehow feel the eyes on her and she turned around with a smug look on her face. “Enjoying the view?”. Trinity grins, wiping the sweat off her brow as she places the rag down. “What? Oh I was just looking”. You stumble over your words trying to come up with any explanation. You point towards the vehicle she was washing. Trinity just grins, taking a step forward. “Oh loosen up I’m just teasing… She's pretty cool huh? Trinity gestures toward the vehicle.

You walk toward it as she moves to sit in the driver's seat. “Yeah.. Do you always drive it around?”. You ask, making your way over to the passenger side. “Yeah, you could say that. It's not like mine but I'm mostly the only one comfortable operating it”. Trinity moves, sliding the key into the ignition and it rumbles to life. Trinity shoots you a slide ways glance before she pats the spot next to her. “Hop on, ill take you for a ride”.

You slide into the passenger seat beside her and Trinity shifts it into drive pulling out of the equipment shed, turning onto a nearby path. She reaches behind her head pulling her hair out of the ponytail. You assume its so she can feel the wind in her hair. You watch as trees whoosh past you and the wind against your face is refreshing. Trinity picks up the speed a little and you glance over at her. She lets out a loud woo! That you can hardly hear over the roaring of the engine. You however join in tipping your head back and yelling as well.

After a few minutes of driving Trinity stops to pull into a little open field, she slows down giving you time to catch your breath. “Are you having fun?”. Trinity yells, still a little hard to hear over the engine. “Yeah ! I can see why no one else wants to drive this thing!”. You joke and that makes Trinity laugh. Trinity slows it down fully, putting it into park. “It's really pretty out here”. You sigh, leaning back finally not tensed.

“It is. Sometimes I just come out here to clear my mind… scream at the trees”. Trinity sighs. “I did a lot of screaming at trees when I came here”. Trinity admits, with a self deprecating tone. That snaps you back into detective mode. “Why did you come here?”. You ask and Trinity chuckles “Because I’m too gay”. You’re hardly able to hide the flabbergasted look on your face. “What?”. It makes Trinity giggle. “Im just fucking with you”. Trinity grins, nudging your shoulder. “ It was part of my therapist-like plan. I got to pick and honestly I just wanted to be as far away as possible. Far away from group therapy and daily journaling’. You nod . “So you like it here?”. You prompt.

“Yeah…I mean I was skeptical at first but Baran really knows what she's doing. It's kind of infuriating how well she sees you. But when she sees you for the first time it's different”. Trinity explains, the most sincere you’ve seen her since you joined. She brushes the hair out of her face and that's when you notice the tattoo under her ear of the same water droplet as Mel.

“And the tattoo? It's not your only one. Did you get them all here?”.

“Oh yeah. This one”. She points to her neck. “This one is from here. But all my others are from before”. Trinity smiles proudly as she rolls up her sleeve showing off the few littering her arms. You lean closer watching her show off her tattoos. ‘That's awesome”. You smile reaching out to trace one of them and Trinity's eyes find yours when you look back at her. You pull your hand back, placing it in your lap.

You look back over at Trinity to see her eyes sparkle with mischief. “You know what would be fun? I think you should drive for a bit”. Trinity smiles smugly as she slips out of the driver's seat walking around it to the passenger side. “What? Are you serious?”. You ask reluctantly scooting over into the driver's seat. “What? You’ve never driven a car before?”. Trinity drops into the passenger seat, slipping on her seatbelt. “Well yeah. But this thing isn’t a car and we're not on a paved road”. You sigh and Trinity scoots a bit closer. “Its just like a car, okay? You got your gas and break pedal”. Trinity leans over pointing to below. “The steering wheel is… just like a car and here's the gear shift. Just hold down the brake and switch into drive and I’ll be here the whole time”. Trinity settles beside you.

You let out a long sigh before you press the brake and shift into drive, slowly taking your foot off the brake. The vehicle begins to move slowly and you shift your foot to press down on the gas. Unlike a car the pedals are more sensitive and when you press on the gas the vehicle jolts forward a bit and you gasp. Trinity chuckles to herself “Hey…easy”. You press more lightly on the gas and the vehicle moves slower, pushing through the empty field. “Sorry”. You cringe, turning the wheel to go for a circle around the field. “All good babe… try not to kill us”. Trinity teases, patting you on the shoulder. You scoff, relaxing a bit as you get the hang of it even more.

Trinity points to a nearby trail. “You’re doing great, yeah? Go down that trail I promise there are no crazy bumps or turns”. You turn the wheel, hopping back up onto the dirt trail. The ride down the trail is slow and steady and despite your lingering fear it's surprisingly relaxing. You look over to sneak and glance at Trinity to find that she's already looking back at you.

You reach the end of the trail and come to a stop unsure of where to go. “Want me to take over and we can go for a faster ride?”. Trinity offers and you nod “Yeah I think that's enough off-roading for me today”. You shift into park and switch spots yet again. Trinity climbs in and begins to back the vehicle up looking over her shoulder to make a smooth three point turn before she lines up. You both click on your seatbelts again and Trinity pauses before the ride. “You might want to hold on okay?”. She grins clearly excited. You grip the edge of your seat as Trinity takes off, that sudden rushing feeling to your chest returns as the wind rushes past you.

This time back down the path is fast and a little bumpy considering the speed she's going. Trinity laughs to herself clearly comfortable riding this thing. She seems so laid back despite the wind rushing through her hair, tossing it around as it flies in front of her face occasionally.

After a few minutes you both reach the open field and she turns in making you lean into her so you don’t fall over in your seat. Trinity does a few terrifying doughnuts in the open field yet again yelling in excitement and you reach out to grab onto her arm. When Trinity finally comes to a stop the both of you are still laughing and looking crazy. Trinity’s hair is messy and it's hanging in front of her eyes. You reach out to brush it out of her face. When you pull your hand back Trinity reaches out to grasp your wrist.

The both of you stare at each other eyes shooting down to her lips and that's the final nail in the coffin. The both of you crash your lips against each other. Trinity doesn’t let go of your wrist as the two of you kiss. You both struggle taking a breath to squirm out of the seatbelts and you reach over grabbing Trinity's face as your lips find hers again. She climbs over the seat, straddling your lap. You take a beat to look up at her before she leans down. You grasp the back of her head, curling your fingers in her hair as your lips press against hers.

Trinity’s hand finds your shoulders helping to keep her upright. You wrap your arms around her waist also in an attempt to keep her on top of you. Trinity pulls back for a hot breath and you lean up chasing her lips. When Trinity shifts her weight you take it as an opportunity to adjust her position. Trinity falls back against the seat holding herself up on her elbows as you lean between her legs and capture her lips yet again. You plant both of your hands on either side of Trinity's head to hold yourself up as you continue the heated makeout.

Trinity tilts her head and you take it as an opportunity to press more heated kisses to her neck. Trinity lets out a low sigh as you press further into her neck. Trinity wraps her legs around you, holding you in place as she tilts her head back so she can kiss you again. It feels like an eternity of hushed gasps and warm kisses before Trinity unwraps her legs and taps you on the hip, letting herself sit up. You both just kind of watch each other and you can't help the smile that spreads on your face. Trinity brushes the hair out of her way “okay my turn”. She smiles as well, leaning down so you can lay back against the seat. She finds her spot between your legs, her mouth immediately finding your neck just like yours did a few minutes ago. Your other hand finds the back of her head, keeping her down with you. Your lips find Trinity’s lips yet again and you can feel Trinity's hand find your hip. When the both of you pull away your hand on Trinity's head moves to her shoulder.

Trinity’s head tips down to rest against yours. You look up, still a little out of breath. Trinity pulls back a very smug smile on her face as she sits up. You help yourself up as well, fixing your shirt. “You bring all the girls out here?”. You tease and that makes Trinity laugh. “You are the first one that I have done “that” with, out here. You’re lucky”. Trinity slides back into the driver's seat starring it back up again. “Let's go back now”. She pulls back out of the field, this time however back in the direction of the equipment shed.

The ride back to the ranch is much slower and quieter and like the ride there you can't help but sneak glances at Trinity again. Her hair is somehow more messy and you knew it wasn’t only from the wind. Trinity parks the vehicle back into the shed and both of you climb out. Trinity leans against the hood, a little cliche but it's not any less hot.

“That was fun”. You say, deciding not to bring up the makeout session. “Yeah it was”. Trinity agrees. “And hey if you want to “Go for a ride” again just let me know okay? “. Trinity winks . You take that as your opportunity to leave. You take one final look back over your shoulder at Trinity and she’s still leaning on the hood watching you walk away.’

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Previous chapter

Mel king x reader

Summary: it’s your first day on the ranch and you find Mel brushing a horse in the barn.

An: first official chapter !!!! This chapter is focused solely on Mel next chapter will be Trinity!! Also I really don’t know much about horses but I hope I did the horse girls justice.

Word count rounded: 1.9k

Chapter 1 : Mel

Your first official day on the ranch started today. You woke up fairly early to the cliche sound of a rooster clucking. You rolled out of bed, everyone at the ranch had their own little wooden shed, big enough for a bed and room to sit and move around. You got dressed throwing on something that wouldn’t be too hot. You brought along a tape recorder that you slipped discreetly in your backpocket. You stepped out of your sleeping cabin, shutting the door behind you.

The air feels warm but the slight breeze brushes your face. You look to your left, spotting a barn. You didn’t have much time to really look around besides the quick tour you were brought on as part of your “orientation”. You approach the barn, stepping inside. You find one of the women inside she's standing next to one of the horses brushing it. Her hair is tied back in a braid and she's wearing a different t-shirt from yesterday with the sleeves rolled up. You stand there silently for a moment not wanting to startle her. She moves to switch sides and she catches you watching her.

“Oh Hello, good morning” She says smiling, the rising sunlight reflecting off her glasses. “Good morning”. You reply, smiling back but her name escapes you. “Sorry I was so overwhelmed yesterday. What's your name?”. You ask, hoping not to hurt her feelings.

“I'm Melissa, everyone here just calls me Mel though”. She replies, seemingly not bothered. She reaches out to shake your hand. Her hands are warm, but not in a calmly, sweaty way. “ It's nice to meet you again Mel, yesterday was hectic”. You chuckle, remembering being bombarded with questions as soon as you arrived. “I think we were all a little excited. We haven’t had anyone new since I first came here”.

“When did you join?”. You ask, half out of curiosity and half for the investigation. Mel thinks for a second “ Around six weeks”. You nod “And you like it here?”. You ask. “Oh yeah it's beautiful really, I’ve never really spent time on a farm before but it's comforting I guess. We’re all close and you know Baran really brought us all together she's really good at that type of stuff”. Mel explains. When she talks you notice a little black tattoo of a water droplet near her wrist. “You have a tattoo?”. You ask and Mel turns her wrist up for you to see better. “Oh yeah, we all have them… im sure you will get yours soon, don’t worry it didn’t hurt that much”. Mel shrugs.

Suddenly Mel remembers the horse brush still in her hand. “Oh do you want to brush Molly?’. She holds out the brush for you to take. “The horse's name is Molly?”. You ask, stepping forward to take the brush from her. “Yeah this is Molly and in the stalls there's also Prince and Amber. I like to brush them. It's kind of become my thing. We all tend to the horses in our own way”.

You step toward Molly watching intently, you stiffly reach the brush up unsure of where to even start. Mel notices your hesitation and slides over to your side of the horse. “Here…” Mel steps behind you taking your hand and guiding it to the side of Molly’s neck. Her warm hand rests comfortably on the back of yours, guiding you through the brushing movements. “Yeah, just like that. You’re doing great”. Mel adds placing a reassuring hand on your back. “You're practically an expert now”. Mel’s hand leaves yours and you miss the warm feeling. You look back over your shoulder at Mel and she gives you an encouraging smile.

You reach up yourself brushing Molly without any guidance. You slowly grow more and more comfortable. “This is really relaxing actually…she seems to like it”. You smile and Mel grabs a spare brush so you both brush Molly. “Oh yeah Molly loves being brushed. She’s kind of a diva, she gets a little annoyed when she misses her morning grooming”. Mel chuckles to herself, she clearly has spent a bit of time with these horses. You smile looking over to admire how relaxed Mel looks brushing out the horse's coat. She looks over as well, catching you watching her yet again.

“So uh you said you got here 6 weeks ago. Why did you come to the ranch?”. You ask, trying to focus your mind on the investigation. “It was suggested to me. My sister is at this care facility and while she was there she ended up getting a boyfriend and she never told me about it for months. I found out one day and I was just worried for her and kind of felt betrayed that she didn’t tell me. I spent a long time trying to find out anything I could about her boyfriend and I took it too far really. Her care facility started to notice and they suggested that I could go here. Meet new people and just try to relax”.

“I’m glad I came here… It really has been good for me and I learned more about myself and accepting things I don’t ever think I would. Baran just seems to understand us even before we do”. You nod. “Tell me more about your sister… what’s she like?”. You set your brush down focusing your attention on her. Mel’s eyes light up a bit “Well her name is Becca, we’re twins. I've been her caretaker since my parents' passing. We’re best friends, we really do everything for each other “. Mel smiles and you can tell how deep her love goes for her.

“That’s great. She’s lucky to have such a wonderful sister”.

You can see Mel's cheeks darken at your comment she plays with the strings on her shorts. “You think so?”. Mel rubs the back of her neck clearly, a little flustered by your comment. “Yeah I do, you seem like a very caring person”. That makes Mel smile, proud. “Thanks” before she continues. “You know, I think you’re going to fit in here just fine. We’re all glad that you joined us”. The silence after she says that stretches on before you nod “I'm glad I’m here too”.

“Oh, do you want to meet Amber and Prince?”. Mel says as she begins to lead Molly back to her stable. You follow behind her “Yeah i’d love to meet them”. Mel closes Molly’s swinging door sliding the clicking lock into place. She turns on her heels walking down to the next stall. The horse in the next stable is bigger than Molly, it has a jet black coat with white spots that make it look like a cow. Mel unlocks the stall letting you follow her inside.

“This is Prince, he's the biggest horse on the ranch. He's still a softie though”. Mel smiles fondly reaching up to place her hand on the space between his eyes. He lowers his head a bit almost to lean into her. She gestures for you to step closer. You reach up, placing your hand next to hers , rubbing it back and forth. “He has such a long beautiful mane”. You comment, noticing just how long the horse's hair reaches down his side. “Yeah, I've braided it a few times , when he's in the mood”.

Mel chuckles and the horse lets out a huffed noise almost like he can understand her. “Do you just care for the horses? Have you ever ridden one?”. You ask standing to Prince’s side to run your fingers through his gorgeous locks. “Oh yeah, I've ridden them a few times. It's a big task sometimes, getting them ready and suited up and then taking it all off. Sometimes it helps me clear my head but so does brushing them”. Mel turns to you. “Have you ridden before?”.

“No I haven’t but now that I'm here I have a perfect opportunity. Maybe you could show me the ropes”. You ask, trying to be a little subtle. Mel nods. “I'd like that. It's a date”. You look up at her when she says that and smile. You both kind of just look at each other before Mel continues. “Why don't we go see Amber now? “. Mel leads you back out as you say goodbye to Prince. She locks his stall up again and leads you down to the last stall.

You quickly realize why the next horse is named Amber. She's also quite a beautiful horse with a golden orange colour. You stop in front of the stall and Mel doesn’t rush to open the door. “And last but certainly not least… This is Amber. She isn’t exactly the most friendly, she spooks quite easily so I don’t want to annoy her this early”. Mel explains leaning against the locked stall door. “You can come closer just be weary she might startle. You step closer admiring her colour. “She is very beautiful as well, just a little shy”. You watch as the horse just kind of stares back at you and in the moment you wish you could know what she was thinking.

The two of you stand in a comfortable silence watching Amber. Amber seems to watch you back, doing nothing particular in her stall. The horse lets out a low huff and you turn to Mel hoping she would translate for you. “Hmm she's still deciding if she likes you”. Mel jokes with a smile and it makes you laugh .

You take an blind step to your left and accidentally knock a bucket over, it clatters to the ground and before you can look at it Amber reacts. She rears onto her back legs and you stumble back startled by the sudden movement. You trip over your own foot in the chaos and close your eyes bracing to hit the ground. Mel acts quickly reaching over to catch you before you even get close to the ground. She pulls you back up to your feet and your eyes shoot open as you grab onto her shoulder for balance.

Your breathing is still heavy from the spike in adrenaline. Mel’s face is twisted in concern as her hands find both of your shoulders. “Are you okay? You’re not hurt right?”. You sigh, suddenly feeling embarrassed at the scene your clumsiness has caused. “Sorry… yeah im okay. Thank you for catching me”. You smile sheepishly.

Mel smiles “Your welcome, I wasn’t going to just let you fall”. Mel gives your shoulder a little reassuring squeeze before they let go, falling at her sides. “I think I should take this as my sign to go find breakfast”. You say reaching to fix your shirt from the chaos of your almost fall. “But I will definitely take you up on the chance to learn and ride a horse”.

“And when we do I’ll make sure we’ll take Molly out… instead of Amber”. Mel jokes playfully and it makes you smile. “I think that's for the best”. You agree and before you can stop yourself you lean forward to press a “friendly” kiss to Mel's cheek. “Thanks for saving me… Bye Mel”. You wave as you swiftfully make your way out the other side of the barn. “ Uh yeah! Bye “. Mel calls out from behind you her face a flushed shade of pink as she rubs the back of her neck.

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I went to Pittsburgh to join a lesbian cult materialist

Prologue

Mel

Trinity

Victoria

Samira: coming soon

Cassie: coming soon

Baran: coming soon

The party: coming soon

The Pitt women ( Mel, Trinity, Victoria, Cassie, Samira , Baran) x reader

Summary: You’re sent to investigate the mysterious women’s reform centre but find out it’s not exactly what you think.

An: okay so this fic is based of zolita’s Hells Belles music video. A detective is sent to investigate why the women reform camp has been taken over by a woman who joined it. Baran is the “lesbian cult leader” and all the other Pitt women are a part of it. I want this series to be multiple chapters , each chapter focusing on one of the women. Obviously the idea is based on the music video but I’m gonna change it here and there. I always try to make my “reader” as inclusive as possible so I’m not giving them a name or describing their features. This chapter is very short because it’s just kind of an intro but trust I will write the other ones soon! Oh also I’m not American so I have no clue if Pittsburgh has farms but let’s suspend our belief.

Prologue

“So what do you have for me today?”. You say, stepping into your boss's office. He’s sitting at this office with the next case file. He looks up from his spot at the desk. “ Oh I think you’ll be very interested in this one, it's a doozy”. He motions for you to sit down and you take a seat in the seat on the other side of his desk

He slides the case file over to you and you pick it up. “This is Baran Al-Hashimi, she was initially sent to the ranch for some “ out of the box” treatment for her seizures. After she joined the ranch she seemed to have taken over… no one has heard from the directors and the women in the ranch haven’t had contact with their friends or family”. As your boss explains the case he passes you a few case files on all of them women on the ranch. Each one has a few photos and information about all of them.

“So you think something malicious is happening at this ranch?”. You ask, looking up and placing the papers back on the desk. “How could something not be happening… but even if that's why you're going to be undercover, get to know them, figure out what's been happening”. He explains.

You sigh, it's been a while since you’ve done an undercover job and especially a job this strange. “You sure I'm the best one for this one?”. You ask, rubbing the back of your neck. “I know you are, we both know you're ready to get back in the field”. Your boss explains. You sigh, but you know he's right. “Yeah… It really is time isn't it? You can count on me”.

The drive to the ranch is longer than expected. You’ve never been this far out on the highway before. For a second you think that you're lost but soon you see that familiar sign from the brochure in your passenger seat. The gates are grand and imposing, you step out and press a little button to open the doors. You get back into the car and drive it further into the ranch finding a place to park your car.

The commotion of you arriving seems to have caught the attention of the women there. When you get out of the car there’s five women standing on the grass by the entrance. The first one has her hair tied back in a braid, she has glasses. She's wearing a t-shirt and washed jeans cuffed at the bottom. The one next to her has brown hair, half tied up in a ponytail and a few tattoos on her arms. She's weaning a red blouse type shirt and her pants are a light washed gray with drawstrings. The one a step behind her has the longest hair, it's tied back in a lower ponytail. Shes wearing a lavender dress. The woman to the right of her hair is down and curly, it's a deep dark colour. She's wearing a light cotton shirt that's unbuttoned over a striped shirt, she's also wearing tan coloured shorts. The last woman has reddish hair that's a little dark, she's wearing a simple tank top and pants that are a little warm for the weather.

They all greet you and you struggle to really catch what any one person is saying. You try to catch their names or ask them anything. The crowd in front of you parts and you come face to face with the whole reason that you came out here. She looks different from her photo, her hair is down in long curly strands, she's wearing a dark red tank top and a skirt that flows gently in the breeze. She studies your face, finally reaching her hand out for you to shake.

“Im Baran”. She says, gripping your hand.

You smile, wanting to appear polite. “Nice to meet you, Baran”. You shake her hand back and let go.

“We're so glad you're here”. She says, her eyes again finding yours.

Next chapter : Mel

Materialist

I want to stray form the music video of course but keep some of the elements. But of course I want to match the Pitt characters personality’s the best I can so stay tuned!

Cassie McKay x reader

Babysitter reader, age gap, reader doesn’t have a determined age but is Gen Z and born in the 2000’s and in college or university.

Summary: You love babysitting for Cassie perhaps a bit more than you’d like to admit.

An: back again! This time with a Cassie fic. I had this idea from season 1 as soon as we met Harrison. Oh also I don’t know if this reveals how Canadian I am but reader like exclusively calls Harrison “bud”😂 it just sounds right to me. I kind of struggled writing the dialogue for the confession scene 😅 oh and I finished season 2!!!!! Also when I first posted this like at 12 it wasn’t showing up in the tag so I just reloaded and it’s in there now .. weird

Word count rounded : 3.7k

“When’s my mom coming home again? Harrison asks from his spot next to you on the couch. The two of you have been curled up under one of the throw blankets in Cassie’s living room. Playing on the tv is an animal documentary that Harrison picked out himself. He had practically been obsessed with anything to do with animals. Everytime you would come over to babysit he would always have new fun facts to tell you. You turn your attention to him and smile fondly at his intense interest. “I'm not sure bud… your mom texted me letting me know she would probably be a few hours late”. You explain, watching his expression sadden a bit. “ I'm sorry buddy”. You coo softly reaching out place a comforting hand on his shoulder giving it a little squeeze.

“Your mom could come and see you when she gets home but I don’t think she wants you to go to bed too late because you have school tomorrow”. Harrison nods, settling back into the couch. You feel bad for the kid. “Hey Harrioson, what's your favourite animal?”.

“Hmm frogs … I really like tree frogs, they're so cool. I’ve only ever seen normal frogs”. Harrison shrugs before a little grin passes his lips. “I found a frog once in our backyard and my mom wouldn’t let me bring it near her”. Harrison giggles and it makes you laugh.

“ I think she was scared of it”. Harrison adds with a mischievous smile. “ Don’t terrorize your mom too much”. You joke, shaking your head already imagining the sight. “Mom loves me”. Harrison remarks. “I don’t doubt it buddy, she talks about you all the time”. You say and that peaks his attention. “She does? What does she say?”.

“Well she talks about how good of a kid you are. She talks about how much she misses you when she’s at work. She's lucky to have you as her son”. Harrison's eyes light up “I miss her too”.

“It's so great that you have each other. It’s getting a little past your bedtime now though. I think it's best if we get you ready for bed”. Harrison sighs “ Aw okay.. I was hoping you wouldn’t notice”. Harrison slips out from under the throw blanket.

You chuckle pushing the blanket off you as well. “Sorry bud. I'm sure your mom will say goodnight when she comes home”. You explain, leading him to the bathroom. Harrison brushes his teeth and changes into his pajamas. He's old enough now that he doesn’t want you to tuck him anymore. “All good bud?” You ask, leaning on his door frame. “Yeah.. I'm okay. Goodnight”. He says sleepily, turning over in his bed. “Goodnight Harrison”. You flick off his room light and close his door behind him.

You make your way down the hall to the kitchen. You walk over to the kettle on the counter and fill it up with some tap water. You flick on the kettle, opening up the cabinet to dig through Cassie's tea stash. The sound of your phone notification draws your attention.

It's from Cassie:

Hey hun im finished I’ll should be home soon

You quickly grab Cassie’s favourite tea, a jasmine tea that she introduced you to another time that you were over. You grab a mug as the kettle clicks off, finishing boiling. You pour the hot water into the mug and drop the tea bag in. You carry your cup of tea back over to the living room. You put the blanket back onto your legs as you let the tea steep for a little bit.

When you finally take your first sip of tea you hear the jingle of keys at the front door. You perk up leaning over to see the door open and Cassie enter. She hangs up her keys and takes off her sweater to drape it over a chair. She makes her way into the living room finally finding you on the couch.

“Hi Cass, Harrison went to bed thirty minutes ago. I told him you might be able to see him when you got home”. A soft look crosses Cassie’s face “How was he tonight?”. Cassie asks, taking a seat on the edge of the couch. “He was good, we had dinner and watched this documentary about animals. He told me he missed you.”

Cassie's smile grows “That sounds like him. I'll go check on him and I need to change out of these scrubs, then I'll grab you your cash one sec!”. Cassie stands up from the couch and sneaks down the hallway to Harrison's room. You take that as an opportunity to make your way to the kitchen, grab another mug and make Cassie her own cup of tea. You carry her mug back to the living room on her coffee table.

After a few minutes Cassie is back in the living room. This time her hair is down and she's in her sweatpants and a simple t-shirt. “I made you some tea, it's jasmine”. You smile, eyes trained on her soft messy hair. “You didn’t have to do that hun”. She smiles, reaching out to pick it up and take a slow sip. “But thank you”.

"You're welcome. Besides, I already had the kettle ready. I was having some after I put Harrison to bed”. You suddenly remember your unattended tea and grab it taking a sip of yours. “How was work?”. You ask, tucking your knee up on the couch. Cassie sighs, leaning further into the couch with her tea “stressful.. But I managed”.

“Yeah I can imagine”. You sympathize, studying her face as she takes another sip settling into the couch. “How are your classes going”. Cassie asks, catching you a little off guard. “It's good, yeah.. Well stressful finals are always a tough time”. You internally cringe at the memory of your last few assignments. “You need to take a break? I can find another sitter till you're done with school”. Cassie suggests with that gentle tone that alone almost makes you agree.

“Oh no.. I'm all good. I have loads of time to finish assignments”. You shake your head, putting Cassie to ease. “Okay good”. Cassie nods. “Harrison wouldn’t want anyone else either”. She chuckles "You're the best, we both think so”. You can help the smile that spreads on your lips. “Well thank you, you guys are my favourite i've ever sat for”.

“That reminds me”. Cassie interjects sitting up a bit further. “Harrison wants to know if you want to come to his basketball game next weekend. I told him you were probably busy with school”. Cassie waves her hand, ready for you to turn it down.

“I’d love to come. I'm not doing anything next weekend”. You quickly agree. “It's so sweet that he thought of me”. “Oh I wasn’t lying when I said that you're the best. He talks about you all the time”. You preen a little. “Well that makes me really happy, he's a great kid. You do really great with him”.

You can see the flicker in Cassie's eyes as she smiles. “ Thank you hun, I do my best”. The two of you sit in a comfortable silence before Cassie speaks up again. “What time is it? Oh gosh im keeping you so late” Cassie sits up off the couch, grabbing the cash she left on the table and handing it to you. “Yes of course”. You pull off the couch as well and pull out your phone. You're greeted by a text from your roommate.

“Ugh, are you serious?”. You sigh. “What's wrong?”. Cassie inquires, stepping closer to you in concern. “My stupid roommate is asking if I can be out of the dorm so she can hookup with this guy she met tonight. This is the third time”. You groan, already trying to come up with a place to crash for the night.

“You could just sleep here hun”. Cassie suggests, like it means absolutely nothing. It catches you off guard. “No.. I couldn’t ask you to do that.. I can crash on my parents couch”. You try to dismiss her but she cuts you off before you can keep talking. “It's no problem really. I have a spare room in the basement, far more comfier than a couch I promise”. The sincere look in Cassie's eyes makes you falter. You take a few seconds to think before you reluctantly agree.

“Alright. I don’t have school tomorrow so long as it's okay. I just don’t have a change of clothes or anything”. You add, even after agreeing you can’t help but try to poke holes in this plan.“I can put on a load of laundry and I have a spare shirt and shorts you could wear. The spare bathroom has a toothbrush and a shower if you need”. Cassie offers, like it's the most normal thing. The idea alone of wearing Cassie’s clothes makes you agree.

“Okay let me set you up downstairs”. Cassie says, leading you past her kitchen and down the stairs. You’ve been in her basement a few times to grab something that Harrison needed or to toss something in the washer. You follow her down stairs and past the laundry room to the bedroom. Inside is a little bedroom with a simple bed and nightstand. “Okay… the bathroom is right next door, I will go grab you something to sleep in”. She smiles, placing her hand on your shoulder to give it a little squeeze. She leaves you alone and you place your backpack that you brought to the house with you next to the bed. You take a seat on the edge of the bed and just stare blankly at the wall, left alone with your thoughts.

You don’t even realize that time has passed until you're broken out of your own mind when Cassie places an old band tee and shorts in your lap. “I hope this is good hun”. She smiles, taking a step back. You blink looking down at the soft worn shirt. “Yeah… Thank you Cassie. I’ll just…change”.

“Oh yes… I’ll be outside and when you’re done I can put your clothes in the wash”. Cassie explains, as she makes her way out of the room,closing the door behind her, leaving you alone again. You unfold the tee to see that it's an Alanis Morissette concert t-shirt. You slip off your own shirt and put on Cassie’s, making a note to ask her about it. You take off your bottoms next and put on Cassie's shorts, they're soft as well, perhaps a pair of old pajamas.

You gather your old clothes and open the bedroom door to find Cassie standing in the hall waiting. Her eyes widen in surprise as the door opens and her eyes flick down to you in her clothes. A grin passes past her lips. “Looks good on you” she comments, reaching to take your clothes. She turns back toward the laundry room, tossing your garments in the washer. You follow her despite not needing to. “Thanks again Cassie, I appreciate it”. You smile softly, the domesticity of the situation not escaping you.

“You're welcome, we should really get to bed though.. I'm sure you're tired”. Cassie nods, already moving past you to step back into the hall. You move with her as well. “Yeah.. goodnight Cas”.

“Goodnight”. Cassie responds, turning off the lights in the hallway. You turn on your heel, closing the bedroom door behind you. It takes a lot longer than you thought it would to fall asleep, despite how tired you are.

When you do wake up you almost forget that you're not in your dorm room. The morning light is starting to filter through the little window. You check the time on your phone and it's much later than you expected. You slip out of the little bed, shivering at the cold basement floor. You make your way back upstairs into Cassie’s kitchen.

You step into the sunlight filled kitchen and you're greeted by the sight of Cassie standing in the kitchen, however she's not in her scrubs. She's standing over by her stove cooking what seems to be eggs. She hears you approaching and she turns over her shoulder. “Hey sleepyhead, I was wondering when you’d get up”. She grins, clearly amused at your slightly messy appearance, still dressed in her clothes. “Yeah sorry I.. must have not set my alarm. I was tired last night”. You rub the sleep out of your eyes, feeling a little naked under her gaze. “It's alright hun. I was just teasing. It's all good. I already drove Harrison to school, it's my day off”. Cassie shrugs, sparing the stove a glance to flip over the egg.

“Oh right.. Gosh you should be relaxing on your day off and i'm here”. You cringe but Cassie doesn’t give you much time to worry. “Hey.. it's okay really. Do I look like I'm stressed out hun? How do you like your eggs?”. Cassie moves toward her fridge grabbing the eye carton and gesturing to it.

“My eggs?”. You raise an eyebrow. “I'm cooking eggs. Do you want one? The pan is already hot”. Cassie grabs an egg. “Oh sure, over easy please”. You sigh, deciding to just let her make you breakfast. Cassie smiles “ Alright coming right up”. Cassie grins, turning her attention away from you and back to her stove. She cracks the egg on the pan and drops the egg shells into her trashcan. You stand there awkwardly still dressed in the pajamas. “Your clothes are on top of the dryer they came out with this morning, breakfast should be ready when you come back”. Cassie explains, grabbing the pan by the handle to give the egg a little wiggle.

You make your way back downstairs and find your clothes neatly folded on the dryer. You change back into your clothes that you came in yesterday with. You fix your hair a little bit and end up brushing your teeth in the downstairs bathroom before you head back upstairs.

You come back into the kitchen and find Cassie sitting at her kitchen table already eating her own egg. Your breakfast is on a plate across the table from her. You sit down picking up the fork also nicely placed next to it. “Thanks Cass, just how I like them”. You smile cutting into the running egg. “Ive perfected the messy egg, it's the only way Harrison will eat it”. Cassie chuckles to herself.

“ It's great Cass thank you. I really can’t thank you enough for letting me stay and making me breakfast”. You take a second to stop eating to yet again express your gratitude. She waves you off again “ It's okay really, you don’t need to keep thanking me. You do enough for me and Harrison. Staying late and coming in on days that I need you. It's the least I can do”. Cassie has already finished her breakfast. She stands up, placing her plate in the sink before returning to her spot across from you.

“ That reminds me. The pajama shirt you gave me last night. Did you get the shirt at a concert? Did you go to see Alanis Morsette”. You ask, genuinely curious to hear about Cassie’s younger years. She stops for a second and you can see her eyes narrow before she dryly chuckles. “ I actually did it many years ago”. Cassie nods, trying to recall more. “It was either ‘97 or ‘98. Were you at one of them?”. Cassie asks. That makes you giggle, already shaking your head. “It would be hard because I wasn’t alive”. You catch the surprised look in Cassie’s before she laughs as well.

“That's right.. Gosh sometimes I forget you're so young”. Cassie sighs, shaking her head. “Yeah I wasn’t born in the 1900’s”. You bite, your lip trying to hold back your giggles as Cassie’s head whips around to you. “Hey.. maybe people are right about Gen Z, absolutely rude”. Cassie scolds playfully.

“Im just teasing … you’re not old. I think you look beautiful”. You say, coming out much softer than you intended. Cassie stops, the playful smile being replaced by something you can’t quite place. But as quickly as it came, it went away. “Why don’t you help me with these dishes huh? And maybe I’ll forgive you”. Cassie motions for you to stand up and you grab your plate and bring it over to the sink.

She starts with turning on the warm water and grabbing the dish soaps. She washes the first plate, handing it over to you so you can dry it. You both wash the first few dishes in silence, sneaking glances every so often at her. “Can I ask you a question Cassie?”. You say, placing down a dish after you dry it off. Cassie hums before she glances over “Yeah sure”.

“Have you been with anyone after Chad?”.

“Oh… No, with med school and my job I haven’t really had the time or energy to go on dates. I’ve been thinking of trying again”. Cassie finishes with the dishes, turning off the water. “That's good”. You smile, hanging the drying towel off the handle of her cabinets.

“How was your date last week?”. Cassie asks, and it catches you off guard. You don’t remember telling her about your date. “My date? Did I tell you about it?”.

“Oh sorry. Right, I forgot to say Harrison told me”.

The realization hits you and you remember last week when you were babysitting. Harrison was asking who you were texting and you ended up just telling him about your upcoming date.

“Oh right yeah… It was fine. We really didn’t click. Hard to find what I need I guess”. You shrug. “She just didn’t make me feel how I thought I would… I don’t know. I just want to find my person and just stop dating around. It's exhausting”.

Cassie nods. “I can understand that. At my age I don’t think I have the patience or the time”.

“Im sure you’ll find your person one day. They’ll be lucky to have you”. You smile at Cassie.

“That's very sweet hun”. Cassie smiles as well and you get a sudden boost of confidence. “You know… I’ve had my eye on someone special for a little while now”. You confess, as you run your finger along the counter in front of you.

“Thats great, what are they like?”. Cassie asks, turning her attention to face you as she raises her eyebrow. “Well she's nice, really nice. Even after she's had a long day she still makes time to talk with me”. You start to explain that burst of confidence slightly diminishing as Cassie doesn’t break eye contact.

“What else?”. Cassie continues to stare directly into your soul as you grow more and more nervous. “Well she’s older than me. And she has a kid”. You add and Cassie nods, crossing her arms. “Why haven’t you told this"person " then".

“Well I guess I just don’t want to make her uncomfortable. I don’t even know if she likes women”. You shrug, trying to keep your face as neutral as possible but it's getting harder. “You haven’t even asked…I think you should just tell her”. Cassie takes a step closer to you.

The room goes silent and you and Cassie just stare at one another. “I like you… and I know what you're going to say but I’ve thought about this for a while and I can’t keep it to myself I just needed to tell you and I'm sorry”. You let out a sigh, feeling somehow lighter to get that off your chest.

“Why would you be sorry?”. Cassie asks softly, reaching up to tilt your chin up so you're looking at her again. You stumble over your words, confused as to why she hasn’t fired you yet. “Because … I-I babysit your kid…I'm younger than you!”. You exclaim, but Cassie’s calm expression brings you back.

“Can I try something real quick?”. Cassie steps even closer to her hand finding the side of your jaw. You nod, eyes not leaving hers as she leans closer and presses a kiss to your lips. When your lips meet you almost freeze up out of surprise. The surprise is quickly overcome by the need to kiss her back.

You press your lips against hers and your hand finds the back of her head. Cassie’s other hand finds the other side of your jaw. She tilts her head a little, deepening the kiss. After a few seconds you both pull away. You blink your eyes open and you're met with Cassie's eyes looking back at you.Cassie smiles, the hand still on your cheek, rubbing little circles.

“You good?”. Cassie whispers.

“Yeah. better than good”. You smile back.

“Hey I know this is… different for both of us but how about we go get some coffee and we can talk about it okay?”. Cassie reaches down to grab ahold of your hand giving it a reassuring squeeze. You press a gentle kiss to Cassie's cheek before she tugs you out of her kitchen to her front door.

“You came!”. Your head shoots up as Harrison runs toward you to give you a hug. You laugh as he almost knocks you over with how fast he rushed into you. “Of course I came bud, I couldn’t miss you guys winning”. You reach down to ruffle his hair.

He giggles ducking away from your hand as he pulls back from the hug. You notice that Cassie has wandered over, at a much slower pace than Harrison. You meet Cassie's eyes and the knowing smirk on her face, makes your heart race a little.

I definitely heard anon I will definitely be writing this now I just have to figure out the story in my head but trust it will happen

Characters I will write for: Trinity santos, Victoria Javadi, Samara Mohan, Cassie McKay and maybe all of the women really if I have a good enough idea but for right now I only have ideas for these 4.

Trinity santos :

Picasso ( art student x Trinity , university au)

First day ( hurt comfort, girlfriend reader)

Cassie McKay:

All I really want ( babysitter reader x Cassie, age gap)

Multiple characters:

Trinity Santos x girlfriend reader

Hurt comfort, Whitaker makes a little appearance, implied talk about self harm but it’s never flat out said. Panic attacks

Summary: after your girlfriend’s first day at the Pitt you can’t wait to see her when she gets home. Or Trinity is so exhausted after her first shift she can’t help but break down.

An: hello again! My second trinity fic yay! I just thought the idea of like her coming home and also bringing Whitaker was fun. I’m sure it’s been done but I have my own little spin. I really want to see Trinity comforted after her first day. Also I hope the panic attack was accurate I did my best. And I can finally finish watching season 2 this week so I should be done soon so again PLEASE NO SPOILERS FOR SEASON 2. thank you ❤️❤️

Word count rounded: 1.8k

The last few texts you had sent Trinity have been delivered for a while. You knew that her twelve hour shift would be longer than that but after two hours you started to get antsy. You planned to start making dinner when she let you know she was coming home. The clock had passed ten and you pulled out your phone yet again, hoping you missed a text but nothing had come through.

You were just about to call Trinity when you heard the familiar jingle of Trinity's keys in the front door. You instantly cross the apartment and stand a few feet away from the door as it swings open revealing her.

Trinity's hair is down and she's wrapped up in her favourite worn sweater. Her face is tired and you can tell it's been a long day. Her eyes seem to lighten when she sees you. You rush forward wrapping your arms around her, almost knocking her over in the process. She holds you back allowing herself to melt into your arms. “Hey, you didn’t answer my text, I heard about Pittfest on the news. Is everything okay?”. You ramble quickly pulling back to gently cup her face. You can see Trinity's realization that she's been unreachable for more than a few hours now. “I'm sorry baby.. We had so many shooting victims it took us hours to help them all”.

“Right.. I'm sorry I just got worried and dinner isn't made either. I didn't want to make it too early and let it go cold if you came home late”. You cringe, already imagining how exhausted and hungry she is. “Hey don’t worry we can order something… im sorry for not texting I was um .. a little busy”. Trinity finally nods over her shoulder and that's when you first notice the unfamiliar stranger standing in your apartment doorway.

He’s awkwardly standing on the carpet clutching a backpack and a few other things. He clears his throat before speaking “Uh sorry.. I'm Dennis”. He waves awkwardly, releasing Trinity hadn’t briefed you yet. “Yes sorry baby. Me and Huckleberry both started working together today. He needed a place to stay for a bit and I told him we would let him stay in the guest bedroom”. Trinity explains, she already pulled back from the hug but her left arm is around your waist. “I'm sorry I should have asked you first”.

“No no it's okay”. You smile, stepping away from Trinity to approach Whitaker and shake his hand. You also shut the door behind him. “It's nice to meet you Dennis, It's all good really, me and Trin don’t use the spare room. You're welcome to stay for as long as you need”.

“Thank you, I promise I won’t be loud and I can help around the house”. Whitaker says, the nervous look in his eyes hadn’t quite left. “ Of course, Well um I don’t have dinner ready yet but I can order something for all of us and get it delivered”. You turn and start leading both of them out of the entrance. “What do you like Dennis?”. You ask over your shoulder as he places down his duffle bag.

“Oh.. I’ll eat whatever you two want to order really, I'm not picky”. Whitaker shrugs. “Hmm well we both really like this Thai place. It's only a few blocks from the apartment. It's so good I'm sure you’ll love it”. Dennis smiles nodding “yeah sounds good”.

“Well why don’t you go unpack in your room and me and Trin can order some food”. You reach for your phone already pulling out your phone to pull up the menu. Whitaker nods and heads down the hall.

You finally turn to Trinity smiling and pulling her into a hug. “Long day huh”. You whisper, rubbing a comforting hand up and down her back. Trinity sighs already melting into your touch. “You don’t even want to know babe.. I couldn’t just let him sleep in the hospital after the day we had”. Trinity lets out an even deeper sigh of exhaustion showing in her features.

“I understand, I really don’t mind.. He seems nice, kind of skittish but after the day you two had I can’t blame him. You’re so sweet Trin”. You smile, cupping her face to press a kiss to her cheeks and then her lips. Trinity rolls her eyes but you know she's not truly annoyed with your comment. “Yes yes im perfect”. Trinity gloats, but you can see the soft look in her eyes. You give her a kiss on the cheek before pulling away.

“How about you go have a shower ? And the food will be here when you're done, okay?” You smile as her face twists into a playful scowl. “Are you saying that I smell?”. Trinity shrugs off her sweater, draping it over the couch. “Yes you smell like a hospital please go shower”. You grin as she dramatically rolls her eyes and goes to walk towards the bathroom. Not before she sneaks another kiss on your cheek.

When Trinity gets out of the shower you’re already waiting on the couch with the food. You offered Whitaker a spot on the couch but he politely declined, opting to eat in his room instead which didn't bother you. You and Trinity eat dinner in a comfortable silence. You don’t pry about Trinity's day because despite the comfy clothes she is dressed in you can see the tension still lingering in her shoulders. After dinner is finished you and Trinity drag yourselves to bed. The two of you settle into bed. Trinity reaches out and shuts off the bedside lamp.

You scoot closer to her reaching out to pull Trinity into your arms. She rolls over onto her stomach, her head gently tucked into your shoulder. You wrap your arm around her and her hand sneaks under your sleep shirt resting on your stomach. You both settle into a comfortable silence but you can’t help but whisper. “Are you okay Trin, you don’t have to talk about work unless you want to”. Your hand reaches up to run through her messy hair.

You can feel Trinity stiffen just a little before she nuzzles her face further into your neck. “It was a rough first day”. Trinity mumbles, her grip tightening. Your hand that was in her hair moves down to her back. You rub continuous circles down her spine. “I'm sorry baby, I can’t even imagine what you had to see and go through today”. There's a long silence before you hear sniffles from beside you. Your heart aches as you feel Trinity's warm wet tears on your shoulder. You reach over, flicking on the lamp and turning to see your girlfriend's tear filled eyes.

You cup her face in your hands, gently wiping the tears falling from her eyes. She squeezes her eyes shut and a few more tears fall down her cheeks. She tries to take a breath but it comes out more like a choked sob. “Hey im here.. You’re safe I promise”. You whisper softly, not breaking eye contact. You sit up fully pulling her into a hug. Trinity clings to you, her hands gripping your shoulders particularly hard. You hold her close to yourself, not squeezing too tight but enough to keep her grounded.

You can feel her hand curl in your sleep shirt as she presses her face further into your shoulder. Your one hand moves up to hold the back of her head while your other one rubs up and down her back in slow motions. Despite Trinity's persistent grip on your shirt her shuddering breaths are somehow growing more rapid.

You pull back a little and Trinity looks up at you, now realizing that she's having a panic attack. You react instantly, taking her hands in yours. “Hey.. you’re safe.. Im here .. im not going anywhere okay?”. You give her hands a reassuring squeeze. Trinity goes to take a breath but it comes out like a gasp for air.

“Lets just take a deep breath.. In and out”. You instruct and you can feel Trinity's grip on your hand tighten as she focuses and manages a shaky breath, not breaking eye contact. “Good.. just like that baby.. One more okay?’. You demonstrate a long deep breath again and she does as well. You continue this ritual as many times as it takes for her shoulders to drop.

You both just sit in a comfortable silence and Trinity wipes her final tear from her cheek. Her hair is messy and clinging to parts of her cheeks. Her eyes are red and wet when she looks up at you. You silently motion for her to climb back into your arms. She sniffles before cuddling back into your arms. Your left arm is around her and she's curled into your chest. Trinity drapes her arm over your stomach. You decide that a few minutes of silence is what is best for her.

You lean down to press a gentle kiss to her forehead and she physically leans further into it. After a few more minutes in comforting silence you speak up. “You ok baby?”. You whisper softly to keep the soft feeling. She nods against your chest. “Did you?” You begin to ask before Trinity cuts you off. “No”. She says simply, her voice a little horse from the crying.

You nod, reaching out to take her hand and press a kiss to her knuckles. “I know I say it all the time but.. You can always tell me when you feel that way”. “Anytime, anywhere you can always tell me what's bothering you”.

“Even if you don’t want to talk.. I'll still be here okay? I'm not going anywhere. You're stuck with me Trinity”. You hear her release a breath through her nose and a little smile spread across her lips as she buries her face back into your chest. She turns looking up at you. “There you are” You whisper softly leaning down to kiss her gently, letting her be to one to close the gap. “There’s no one else I would rather be stuck with”. Trinity whispers almost too quietly for you to hear. You can tell that the exhaustion is catching up to her. You reach fully to flick off the lamp and let Trinity settle fully.

I don’t think I have the skills or time to write something like this but like the music video is just so fucking good.

For anyone who hasn’t seen the music video. It’s about a detective investigating a lesbian cult . It was a place that women were sent to be reformed and when one woman joined she basically took over and created a lesbian cult.

So yeah… I mean I mainly write x reader so I’d obviously make reader the like detective but like I think it would be so fun to make up like why each of the Pitt women are there.

The music video is a country song and I think most of the women are from like the south but I dont know about where the states are because I don’t live there but that doesn’t really matter.

I think my question is and what’s been plaguing my mind is who out of the Pitt women would be the lesbian cult leader

lol I really hope at least one more person on here has seen this music video. But I need to talk about this with someone ….

Do you think that like they have a shared playlist for when they’re in the car together 😂😂 I could also see Trinity being like nah this is my car we’re playing my music