11 Works by UnidentifiedWrites
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“Good morning, sunshine.” Comes from the doorway, Trinity leaning against it with her arms crossed over her chest, already dressed for work.
“Good morning,” Victoria clears her throat when her voice comes out raspy. “You weren’t in bed when I woke up.” Despite how good Trinity looks leaning against the doorframe, she makes sure her frustration about the entire situation is clear in her tone.
“I know, I know.” Trinity pushes off of the doorframe and makes her way over to where Victoria still lays in bed, sitting gently on the edge. “You hardly ever sleep in, I didn’t want to wake you up. But I made you tea to make up for it.” A hand comes up, tucking a few wild strands of hair behind her ear before moving back and tracing a line from Victoria’s eyebrow down to her jaw. A frown forms on Trinity’s face. “You feelin’ okay?”
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victoria wakes up feeling a bit off but decides to go to work anyways. as the day progresses and she starts to feel worse, trinity (and others) become more and more worried, until it happens. again. -
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“You can’t be serious.”
Her mother looks back at her with her arms crossed and her eyebrow raised at the challenge. “I am very serious, Victoria. Does this sound like something I’d joke about?”
“There’s a first time for everything.” Victoria mutters, eyes moving around the living room. “I’m only twenty-two, mom, you can’t just-”
“As I said before,” her mother says, voice raising above Victoria’s, cutting her off. “Doing this will not only secure your position in the company, but the partnership between Shamsi Technologies and McKay Med Gear. It will end the back and forth we’ve been dealing with for the past fifteen years. The company will benefit from this, Victoria, and so will you.”
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cassie mckay is set to be the ceo of her father's company once he retires, but he and the board require her to be 'settled down' before she takes on the position. after speaking to eileen shamsi about this dilemma, the two have an idea that will benefit both their daughters and their respective companies alike.
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“Dr. Mohan, this is Emery Walsh. She’s been assigned to keep you safe until law enforcement can guarantee there’s no longer any threat against you.”
She stands shorter than Samira by just a few inches, dark hair pulled back into a low bun. She isn’t dressed how one might expect her to be, in a dark suit and tie like they often portray in movies and television. Instead, she’s wearing a black t-shirt, sleeves hugging well defined arms and broad shoulders. The shirt is tucked into black slacks that are held up by a belt, a holster on her hip.
Oh, Christ.
Samira skips the pleasantries, “Is the gun really necessary?”
She can hear Dr. Robby let out a sigh, but her eyes don’t leave Emery. She can see the slight tug of her lips, “Based on the information I’ve been given, Dr. Mohan, and the contents of the letters you received, yes. The gun may be necessary.”
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samira mohan, a medical researcher working to develop ways to detect and treat a rare form of cancer, receives a series of threatening letters. the pittsburgh cancer institute hires personal security to ensure her safety until law enforcement has the situation under control. enter emery walsh (and her team, of course.)
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She walks up to the table slowly, casually, trying not to call any attention to herself as her eyes scan the dance floor in search of a certain senior resident. She still hasn’t found her when a voice rings out, “Your girl’s here, she’s just in the bathroom.”
Emery whips her head around, brows pinched and a frown on her face. It came from Garcia, of course, who looks at her now with the same annoying smirk as before.
“Your girl?” Ellis asks, surprise on her face. She leans forward, forearms resting on the table, hands folded. “Since when do you have a girl?”
“I don’t.” Emery shakes her head, still glaring at Yolanda. “She’s just being annoying.”
Yolanda laughs and looks over at Parker, tilting her head towards Emery and crossing her arms. “She’s got a crush.”
or; after years of silent longing from afar, emery walsh and samira mohan spend a night together. what starts as something casual slowly turns into something more, and one of them decides to leave before the other can break their heart.
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“Hey, Melanoma.” Trinity walks up to Mel at her locker, already changed out of her scrub top, jacket thrown over her t-shirt. Her bag is thrown over her shoulder, and she’s practically buzzing out of her skin, ready to get out of the hospital.
“Hey,” Mel smiles, and closes her locker. She can practically feel how antsy the other woman is. Her brows furrow in concern. “You okay?”
“Yeah! A few of us are going to the bar up the street. We wanna try to start going every week, team bonding or… whatever. Javadi can go now that she’s twenty one. You in?”
or, trinity invites mel out to the bar with the others for the first time. mel doesn't drink, but she decides it'd be fun to go regardless. she didn't realize she'd find her soulmate as soon as she walked through the door.
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“Your office and those around it are going to be getting a remodel, essentially. Construction starts tomorrow, they estimate about a month for the work to be finished, give or take a few days.”
Samira’s eyebrows shoot up in surprise. “Oh, that’s- I don’t really think that’s necessary, Dr. Collins, it’s-“
Heather just gives her a look that stops her mid sentence. “It’s not up for debate, Professor Mohan. Unfortunately, because of the limited empty space we have, some people have to share office space while the construction is ongoing. You’ll be sharing space with Professor Walsh.”
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samira mohan, the new english lit. professor, meets emery walsh, the tenured creative writing professor. they share an office, they're cordial, and then.. well. we all know what happens next.
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Laena freezes, “Is there a reason you’re just telling me this now?”
Alicent takes another bite of her salad, “I haven’t seen you in three days.”
Laena just shakes her head, “Excuses, Alicent. We both have phones. We have to celebrate this!”
Alicent looks at her like she’s grown a second head, “Why would we-“
“Because you’re free! At least for the next three days. You can go out! Get drunk! Maybe even find something or someone to help you.. unwind?”
Alicent hisses, “Will you lower your voice when suggesting I find someone who isn’t my husband to sleep with?”
“I’m texting everyone right now.” Laena picks up her phone, fingers moving rapidly, “We’re going out tonight. No excuses.”
Alicent looks down at her salad, pretends she’s setting up the perfect bite, “Rhaenyra, as well?”
Laena looks at her and smirks, “I knew it.”
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Alicent's stuck in a miserable marriage. She spends her time in her office, with her work, and she's just fine with that. When she finally agrees to go out with Laena, she meets Rhaenyra, a (handsome) researcher who's just as fond of the histories as she is, and she can't help but think about the possibilities laid out in front of her.
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“So anyway, I’m trying to explain to this guy that there’s only so much detail I can put into a knuckle tattoo. The area’s only so big, anything crazy will just look like shit over time, and this mother fu- Are you even listening to me? I mean this guy was just-“
“What the fuck is a Cat’s Cradle?”
Or, Ava works at Arc Ink as the resident piercer, and Beatrice opens up a book store across the street.
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This Tuesday in particular, she’d decided to stop by the apartments offices to drop off their rent check before making her way up the stairs to their second floor apartment. She was exhausted, could hear her bed calling her name from the door as she fiddled with the lock.
“JC? I’m home! I know I said we would go grocery shopping when I got back, but I could really use a nap before- What the fuck?”
When she turns around from her place at the door, she’s greeted with boxes. Well, two boxes. JC turns the corner with a suitcase in his hands and freezes when they make eye contact.
“Ava. Hi.” He sets the suitcase down slowly, almost like he’s afraid to move too fast.
“Uh. Hey. What’s happening? Are we taking an impromptu vacation, or something? I just paid the rent, so I know we aren’t getting kicked out. Or-“
“I’m breaking up with you.”or
Ava witnesses karma in real-time and finds that she really, really likes it.
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“I should probably go to the bathroom anyway, try to clean up as much as I can.” She looks down at herself, at her soaked shirt. She’s starting to feel the stickiness on her chest. “Not very fun being all wet and sticky, eh?”
She knows how it sounds as soon as it leaves her mouth, and she wants the floor to swallow her whole.
She feels her face start to warm, cheeks no doubt turning red from embarrassment and she tries to look anywhere but at the woman’s face.
“I don’t know, in my experience, wet and sticky can be very fun. It’s what you make of it, I suppose.”
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Camila takes Ava to a lesbian bar. Ava’s quite clumsy, but when she bumps into someone for the second time that night, she finds herself in a sticky (lucky) situation.
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Beatrice doesn’t know why she’s here.
Well, that’s not entirely true. She knows good and well why she’s here, at this god forsaken frat house with music that’s too loud and people that are too drunk. Despite her best efforts to avoid the place, to just stay in and study, maybe watch a nature documentary and have a cup of tea before bed, one look from Ava and she was asking for the address. As if she couldn’t hear the bass pumping from three blocks away. As if there were any other house on the block with people stumbling about in the front lawn.
Or, Beatrice gets dragged to a party, but there’s always an underlying motive with her friends.