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cat got your tongue? - a garsantos social media au
(in this au, trinity never met yolanda on her first day, but she still met whitaker and offered him the spare room because whitsantos siblingism means something to me)
which turns into trinity and samira being actual friends and complaining to one another when their surgeons do something that annoys them
and yolanda tells emery in passing one day, i’d buy some flowers on your way home if i were you. because she’s heard via trinity that samira is pissed the fuck off at something emery and her big ego said
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Welcome! This fanweek revolves around F/F ships from the show The Pitt. The event will span from July 13th, 2026 to July 19th, 2026. Make sure to use the tag #pittyuriweek26 OR @ this account, @pitt-yuri-week along with the day/prompt you picked in order to participate.
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hockey!mowalsh- captain emery & assistant captain samira and they’re wives
oh happy days!! finally actually writing this out lol. let me know if you want to be tagged in any updates for this going forward!!
“Is your knee bothering you?”
Samira didn’t even have to look up from lacing her skates to know that Emery was staring. She shifted, trying to ignore the shooting pain in her knee when she tried to stretch her leg out.
“I’m fine.” Short. Simple. Anyone else on the Phoenix would’ve dropped it. But Samira also knew, deep down, that it wouldn’t be enough for her wife.
“Honey.” Emery reached down, tilting Samira’s head up so that their eyes met. “I’m gonna ask you again. Is your knee bothering you?”
“Only a bit. I’ll take some Advil, hit it with the Theragun before we go to bed.” Samira tried to look down again, to finish lacing her skates, but Emery didn’t let go. “Em. Seriously.”
“You shouldn’t play if it’s bothering you.”
“Says the woman who immediately tried to check that poor Frost player into the boards after coming off two months of LTIR.”
She could see Emery’s mostly-stoic face crack, a smile filtering through. “She was in the way.”
Samira sighed. “Well, that is her job.”
“Mira. Seriously. Do you need to sit out tonight?” Emery’s grip on her chin loosened, her thumb coming up to stroke Samira’s cheek. “No one would judge you if you did.”
“I think a lot of people would judge me, actually.”
“No one who matters would.” Emery’s voice was soft. Private. Something sacred for the two of them, a side that no one else saw. “At least go see Al-Hashimi before the game starts, okay? Just to make sure.”
“You can call her by her first name, you know. She doesn’t bite.” Samira reached back to tighten up her ponytail, eyes flitting to the clock on the wall. “Five minutes till game time. You should gather the team, give your speech.”
Emery exhaled. Her hand dropped from Samira’s cheek, lacing her fingers through Samira so she could pull them both into a standing position. “Let’s go hype our girls up, okay? And I won’t bother you about your knee anymore, but if it starts hurting-“
“I’ll let you know. Promise.” Samira nodded, squeezing Emery’s hand.
“Great.” Emery looked at her, leaning in to give her a quick kiss on the lips. “Let’s go beat some New York ass.”
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it’s a few months after the fourth of july, and they’ve fallen back into their… situationship. the whole casual sex that isn’t actually casual but that’s a discrepancy they refuse to address and properly label thing.
they get in a fight over something dumb. probably where to order dinner from. the stupidity of it doesn’t stop them from fighting, though.
they’re both mean. stubborn. clever. so they trade jabs, always knowing precisely where to aim for maximum impact.
after a particularly brutal exchange, trinity says, “i don’t know why we keep doing this.”
yolanda immediately knows what this means. “do you want to stop?”
“maybe. do you?”
“i asked you first.”
“i answered. maybe. depends.”
“on what?”
trinity decides to answer honestly, this once. no beating around the bush. “can you love me?”
“can you be loved?”
everything goes quiet after that.
“trinity,” yolanda tries when she realizes what she has said. how it is read. “trin.”
“no. don’t fucking trin me. you don’t get to call me unlovable and then try to remedy it with a nickname.”
“i did not call you unlovable.”
“really? because you implied that i can’t be loved.”
“because you won’t fucking let yourself be loved! every time someone tries to show you they care, you pull away!”
abbot asking who's taking primary surgery during the mci and this being the surgery department's reaction. emery knows her ass is going to have to do it. that's the face of acceptance.
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every year, on the same day, trinity santos has to cut up an orange and eat the slices. it’s just something she does, has been since she lost her.
this is just how she grieves… celebrates? do you celebrate the anniversary of your best friend’s death? do you still celebrate her birthday? what about the day she would’ve graduated high school? the day she should’ve graduated high school.
anyways, here stands trinity, alone in the break room with an orange and a knife staring back at her from the counter in front of her. normally, she does this in the privacy of wherever she may be living, but she doesn’t live alone anymore… and she would rather get caught here, where she can just run off if questioned rather than having to answer to those, already sad, Nebraskan eyes.
of course, with her luck, he’s the one that catches her as she seemingly tries to explode the orange in front of her with her mind.
“… do you want me to slice that for you?”
“what?” now, maybe this was naive, but she hadn’t met anyone except Maria that sliced their oranges instead of peeling them. well, more accurately, since Maria, she hasn’t really cared to invest in anyone to the degree that she would know how they prefer their oranges.
“or, i could peel it… either way.”
“no, it’s okay. i have to cut it into slices.”
“why?”
trinity wants to run, she doesn’t want to talk about this. why does he ask? why does he care? ughhhhhhh
“uhhh, it’s just a habit i picked up from a friend. she would eat orange slices after every practice.”
please don’t ask-
“where’s your friend now?”
how can she twist this? what would Maria want her to say?
“i killed her.”
okay, probably not that. or would she find that funny? is it bad she doesn’t remember her best friend well enough to know?
“sorry, that wasn’t funny. umm… well, she’s… she’s just-“
“it’s fine, you don’t have to tell me anything you don’t want to, trinity.”
but i do. i promise that i do.
“good answer, huckleberry.”
“it’s just that… i was gonna grab an orange and cut it up into slices myself, so i have no problem cutting one for you.”
so he does, he cuts up two oranges, plating one for her and one for him… and surprisingly, even to herself, she lets him. they sit in silence and eat together fast because, well, they work in a busy emergency department and have already taken enough time away.
“thank you, for the orange slices.”
“no sweat, thanks for telling me about your friend. i hope to learn more.”
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