#Trinity: threads

[cbartonscoffee]

the pitt on twitter pt 6 (part 5 | masterlist)

[sysig]

Do not separate them /threatening (Patreon)

[immortalmuses]

          The dilapidated stairwell remains the same. No doors rearranged, no black cats on the landing. Trinity breathes a slow sigh of relief as she heads upward, two stories, then three. She pushes on the fire escape door at the top of the stairs, its rusted hinges announcing her arrival as she emerges into the open air of the roof.

          When she sees Neo, she breathes a second sigh. Elation.

          "They haven't made changes..." Trin says by way of greeting, hopping up onto the roof ledge alongside the other hacker. She follows the line of Neo's gaze across the city skyline, wonders at how he must see this simulation now. If they are even looking at the same sunset. "... it should make things easier. Unless it's a trap."

Neo's already jacked in by the time Trinity joins him in the Matrix, watching for Agents from the roof of the abandoned building. Simulated wind whistles between the streets, but he finds that the cold doesn't really bother him these days --- they have bigger things to worry about, after all.

They have a plan, calculated to the minute, so he knows how long to wait before he knows things brave gone belly up and to start looking for an escape --- but for now, he waits for Trinity on the rooftop.

[fogbreo]

hello! for the stp ask game, how about 7, 11, 12?

7. (Explore) What line from The Shifting Mound do you like the most?

"What textures will you weave for yourself to occupy forever? Will you place the images of 'You' and 'I' into a box for safekeeping? If you close that box, will you become another you in another world? An imaginary pattern repeating itself until it can no longer bear the weight of its hand-drawn cage. You'll always come back to that box, because you'll always want to know what it means to be you. I will be here waiting by your side until you're ready to return to mine."

sorry these are 3 lines in one but i couldnt bear to cut any from it. my favorite by a mile and only "We are oceans reduced to shallow creeks." comes close. line so good i put it in my quotebot twice (but cut differently)

11. (Explore) Any non-canon Vessel-Voice you think is fun to see?

if this was before skeptic was added to hea, i wouldve said that.

aside from that, if cold appeared in wild, that wouldve probably made him my favorite quicker XP i read a post once (i dont remember who) that said that cold wouldve been Sad if he appeared in the wild and i agree wholeheartedly. mr longing meets our other half? he who seems more aware of our true nature than the other voices? i think he wouldve wanted to stay one with the wild and wouldve been changed irrevocably if you decided to kill her ^__^

12. (Explore) What's your favorite Voices dynamic?

^__^ you and i both know that i adore burned bridges so ill focus on something else.

i like parahero :D theyve grown on me lately. i love their banter and panicked arguing. i love that hero tried to take over for paranoid in nightmare only to start saying "brain" 😭😭😭 theyre so funny. i dont know if i headcanoned it so hard that i thought its canon but they seemed sweet to me as well

as for platonic dynamics, para and broken in apotheosis takes the cake 🥹🥹🥹 para breaking through broken's self-doubt and helping him rise against his abuser? peak. i know hero and the narrator helped too but well yknow. para and broken <333

[andi-o-geyser]

the girls who get it get it PLEASE I am begging for you to listen to this song for either of these three feral men in their mid-20s on a grief and rage fuelled revenge quest with a gun and a pack of smokes

[mihai-florescu]

But truly stanning real life idols is so wild to me... they dont even have a narrative purpose, thats just a person...

[daradiostarz]

Watching literally my 4 children getting ragged to hell by this shit writing in this series is seriously like watching puppies getting drowned wtf is this series on bro....

[writermuses]

In the gap between the Australian Grand Prix and Suzuka, Marcus made sure to head home for a few days to see his family and check in with the crew. The McKenzie MC knew that Mark was never going to patch in the moment he'd gotten started carting. The talent was obvious and they saw the once energetic dream find some of his light again. Still, there were other talents he had since he'd stopped talking, like an acute observational awareness that, combined with his dramatic driving skills, made for a fantastic look out and get away driver for some of the MC's shenanigans. Mark, like the rest of them, was loyal to a fault- with or without the cut. As he walked up to Ignition, spinning the keys to his McLaren 600LT on his finger, Hadrian pulled up on his bike and parked next to him. "Where am I taking you after we drop your bike off?" Back at Mac's bar. "'Kay, grab me when you're ready to head out of here." You going to find Tinker Bell? "Stop." But with a nod at Hades, his brother walked into the front of the mechanic's shop with a grin and Mark b-lined toward the garage.

There'd been a lot on his mind, Trinity was a mechanic the MC trusted and she knew enough sign language to be more than a professional asset but a personal one. Leaning against the wall, Marcus watched her bent under the hood, biting his lip when she came up in seemingly slow motion. He knocked on the frame of the car to announce himself once her head was clear of any surface if she jumped and he smiled at the girl who was initially nicknamed the 'tinker' because the McKenzie clan had her on their repairs, but as the 'belle' of the garage the nickname then stuck— at least with the crew. "Hey, Tink. You got a minute to talk? I think I might need your help with something... but it's a big ask."

closed starter for @midnightsaboteur

[theluckyonerp]

Where: Rutherford Estate

Who: Trinity and Molly ( @mercurysunstar)

She had pulled Molly aside after doing some math and remembered what Terrence was going on about it didn't take Trinity long to realize that the woman her brother was crazy about after just one night. Was the woman she met a few weeks later in her office to inquire about an abortion. Terrence had gotten her pregnant.

"Ms. Gray it isn't my place as your doctor to tell you what to do but as Terrence's sister....I-" this put them in such a weird position. She couldn't tell Terrence herself, that would go against everything they believed, not to mention the laws she has to follow. "Terrence....is the best of us. He has a pure heart..... You need to tell him...." Trinity said softly. "Before things get serious" they feared they already were.

[erthlyheavn]

Hey guys, so some y'all are aware that I've been slowing moving my muses to different sideblogs. As I'm working on my superhero/villain multi next, I just want to let you all know that I will be turning my main blog into a hub blog very shortly.

What this means is that some of my threads on here will probably be put on hold until I'm able to move them over to my new blogs as I finish them. When I do make this a hub blog I will update my pinned post with my current active blogs and ones that are under construction.

Right now, I'm most active on @infernal-feminae and @qveenofgluttony

[sonataforsybelle]

@sangcreole asked : “   just  listen  to  my  heartbeat ,   okay ??   ”

Sybelle had been feeling on edge lately for a reason she ignored. A vague feeling of sickness to her stomach was never really leaving her alone and she'd been staring off into space more frequently, but she'd been mostly ignoring it. This night, however, had started off with another nightmare featuring her main terror, long-dead Fox. Flashes of memories kept intruding as she tried to play another sonata -- nothing sounded right, nothing seemed to soothe her.

It was not unusual for Sybelle to have a bad night where everything she played sounded wrong, too unlike what she was hearing inside her head as she obsessively tried to recreate an imaginary composition. When she had been human, she would have screaming meltdowns about it, but this hadn't happened again after her introduction into the Blood -- she was usually able to put the particular piece aside and take it easy for a while. Tonight, she banged on the keys one last time before she burst into tears, defeated. She was sitting at the foot of her piano and sobbing when Louis found her, completely unable to articulate what was going on. She almost pushed him away at first in her state, not recognizing him immediately. His voice settled that as he held her trembling form against him.

“   just  listen  to  my  heartbeat ,   okay ??   ”

She curled up against Louis, made herself small as he held her and she tried to focus on the sound of his heart.

"Fox, he'd hit Benji too, because of me," she blurted out between sobs. "I didn't remember at the time."

Benji. He was always in her thoughts lately, as she watched him evolve and yet never change. The guilt she'd felt about this child being enslaved to care for her, magnified by him being turned before he was ever grown, it had never gone away.

[wcitingroom]

status / open location / we shopping besties !

               "   is   the   heart   on   this   nail   crooked   to   you   ?   "   she   didn't   mean   to   interrupt.   if   she   did   end   up   interrupting.   trinity   had   always   worried   about   appearances; looking   pristine   was   more   than   just   a   throw   away   compliment   to   her,   it   was   a   requirement.   even   more   so   recently.   adderrall   had   felt   like   the   only   thing   in   her   life   that   she   had   control   over,   and   with   it   gone   there   were   too   much   out   of   her   hands.   it   made   trinity   turn   her   appearance   into   the   same   crutch   that   the   pills   had   once   been;   from   the   way   her   hair   looked,   to   ensuring   her   make-up   was   flawless   and   went   with   every   wrinkle-free   outfit,   to   sitting   in   a   nail   chair   nearly   weekly   to   make   sure   her   manicures   were   kept   up.   even   though   trinity   had   left   the   nail   salon   nearly   an   hour   ago,   she   couldn't   shake   that   her   nails   looked   just   the   slightest   bit...   off.   "   should   i   go   back   ?   or   do   you   think   i   should   just   go   somewhere   else   ?   i   could   probably   get   an   appointment   for   today.   "

[jdubdotexe]

I was briefly distracted by Threads, and then I got an invite to Bluesky, and only now am I remembering that I barely post anything on Tumblr ever, so here we are.

[oflowtides]

closed starter for @backpockct (milo) location: holland park

"I've never actually gotten a good look at these gardens," Trinity had promised Milo good social media posts if he'd go with her that day, and she liked to think she was right. "I swear, it's so much prettier in person - and now that you came with me, I bet I could convince my boss to let you and a few friends into a bottle service lounge for free the next time I'm working."

[andi-o-geyser]

for all the 3 people on this website who get it, I cracked the code

[sanamains]

trinity bites down on the inside of her cheek, her eyes sharply turn away from @revcric as she rocks forward onto the balls of her feet, ❝ i'm not afraid. ❞ she snaps back almost immediately - she feels cornered, rabid, under robby's sharp gaze. he's not being harsh, she knows that. he commended her for speaking up. he's receptive whenever she needs to consult him, so this to her feels like it's coming out of the blue, or just as she had expected. on her first day she got his favourite resident benched, and became the hot topic of the nurses' lunch gossip. she managed to win over and get on garcia's bad side. called aggressive. called trouble. it seems her very acceptance to the pitt's team became a matter of either going over everybody's head, or putting her pwn head down, and she's not so good at the latter. ❝ i don't know what you've heard but i haven't made one mistake since... well, since i dropped that scalpel. and you've seen what i can do. i am smart. all you have to do is put me in, coach. ❞ prove them wrong. prove to them i deserve to be here.

michael robinavitch sent: if you're so smart , why are you so afraid ?