"I think it's a mistletoe. Maybe y'all should kiss?" He winked, and Trini rolled her eyes at him. In the process of Trini wordlessly sassing him, the yellow ranger didn't notice Kim's face change from confused, to annoyed, to excited, after the mention of kissing. (happy halloween)

Wow, she thought, as she straightened her legs to stand up to her full height, never thought I'd be so desperate to eat a pizza. trimberly week day 7: other profession AU

There was a pause then, the two awkwardly staring at each other, until the stranger shifted on her feet, and ran a hand through her hair. "Hey, um," she started, looking embarrassed, "would my cool-girl-with-a-good-music-taste persona be ruined if I asked you where you kept the cassingle for Wannabe?" day 6 of trimberly week: different time period AU

Kimberly Hart was painfully hot, and normally, that'd be enough for Trini to have a huge crush on her, but Kimberly Hart was also a bitch. She was surprised she'd only come to this conclusion recently, but this time was the last straw. day 5 of trimberly week: crossover AU; power rangers (2017 x wizards of waverly place x sixteen candles)

"You didn't tell me she was a vampire!" Trini accused, once Zack had closed the trailer door behind him. He stumbled backward, his bum hitting the door as his hands were raised up in surrender. "My bad!" He exclaimed, clearly panicked. It must've been quite a sight, a 5'10 man being backed away into submission by a barely 5'0 girl. "I just thought she was a crack dealer!" day 4

Kim and Trini fuck once, and Kim can't stop thinking about it. day 3 of trimberly week

The first time she saw her, she wanted to die. day 2 of trimberly week: angst

day 1 of trimberly week: college/coffee shops AU

"Not to be a thirsty bitch, but I kind of really want to make out with a cute girl." They were laying on Kim's bed after school, having some quick 'girl time' before training. Really, they were meant to be napping, but sleep wasn't coming as easily to both of them as it normally did. "Well, damn, T, baby, what's good?" Kim said, rolling over to lie onto her side and leaned her he

Trini chuckled, effectively reddening Kim's already red cheeks. "You good?" "'M a little bit drunk," Kim admitted, trying not to slur her words. She hoped she wouldn't say anything stupid. "Wanna go upstairs?" There goes that plan.

Trini stared dumbly at her hand. It could've been ten minutes or ten seconds before Kimberly awkwardly spoke again, unsure about what to do with her hand. "Sorry, do you not like touch-?" "-Oh, I'm so sorry," Trini interrupted, realizing she hadn't made to shake Kimberly's hands. "I'd shake your hand, but my hands are sweaty from talking to you."

For now, it all seems okay. Brilliant, even. From the way Trini mirrors the look on Kim's face, the moon lighting up her skin, her lips purpled and bruised, Kim could almost pretend that Trini is hers. That she isn't afraid, that they could hold hands down the halls at school, that she's in love. That they're in love. But it's more complicated than that.

Her cheeks flamed to a deeper red. Kim definitely wasn't going to let her rest tonight- she was ready to go in for the kill, and Trini wasn't sure if she was quite ready yet. Kim continued, "maybe a different game would suit you better? How's spin the bottle, just between you and I, sound?" Never mind if Trini was ready or not, she was dead at this very moment.

"-Do you like Trini?" Billy simplified. For a moment, there was a pause with only the sounds of clinking and clamouring accentuating the silence. "Oh my God," Kim gasped. "I like Trini."

"Okay. On va commencer." Trini gulped. She didn't expect that to sound so hot. or Kim tutors Trini in French

"C'mon! It's fine, I promise I won't make fun of you." "Promise?" "Yeah." There was a silence. She waited a good ten seconds before resurfacing, and gingerly removed the blanket from her face. "Aw, babe, you're blushing." or trini is too gay to function and kim is the worst tease in the world

"What do you mean?" I knew Bellamy couldn't keep a secret! That lying son of a- "Why are you in here, sitting right next to Raven's vomit, when the countdown is about to start in-" she looked down at her phone- "6 minutes?" Oh. Sorry, Bellamy.

Raven shrugs, then turns back to Clarke. "So you talked to her, and she saw your bra. Did you get her number?" Octavia stops cleaning to wait for Clarke's answer. "No," Clarke mutters, ashamed. Raven gasps. "No? How? She saw your bra!" - basically clarke works at a summer camp and at a chocolate store and keeps embarrassing herself in front of lexa

clarke decides to treat herself and gets bitten in the ass for it.

"Octavia, right?" Raven asked, breaking the silence. Octavia nodded. "And you're Raven," she said, before pushing the mic down, sliding her fingers into the other's hair, and finally meeting Raven's lips with her own. or basically clarke throws lexa a birthday party every week and raven and octavia suck at reading each other

As soon as his hands wrapped around the handle of the dustpan, he felt a sudden impact, causing him to hit the floor. Hard. Groaning, Kirsch felt a body straddling his. He looked up and saw... Danny Lawrence.

"Wow, Lexa. Look, mistletoe." Clarke said, grinning at Lexa. She'd been waiting by Lexa's locker for the past two minutes, knowing Lexa's presence was inevitable. Her arm was really quite sore from holding up the green festive plastic. "Clarke, it's October." - basically clarke and lexa skip class together

"Do you wanna go for a pizza pocket run?" Raven asked, her stomach growling. "Ray, it's twelve-" Octavia started. "People eat lunch at twelve-" "-in the morning!" She finished.

"Lexa," the blonde mimicked. Then, as an afterthought, "is that short for something?" Lexa scrunched her face when reminded of her horrid full name. "It's short for Alexandria. But most people call me Lexa." Without missing a beat, Clarke smoothly said, "I'm not 'most people.' Does this mean I can call you tonight?"

"Now is a perfect time to make out," Clarke whispered, moving closer to Lexa's mouth. Lexa's heart skipped a beat, not prepared for Clarke to be so forward. Sure, she had wanted this for a long time, but she always figured it was an unrequited love. She'd been so certain that Clarke was straight until this moment.