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Franki Carissa 💞

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A couple of weeks ago I asked about people’s favorite book or books they read this year. Between Facebook, Instagram, Twitter, and discord, I have a list of 123 books in no particular order that my friends and family loved this year. If it was a series then I listed the first book. Each star is an additional recommendation. I haven’t read all of these, they may or may not reflect my personal opinions, though my favorite books are on the list too. The most recommended books were How Far The Light Reaches by Sabrina Imbler, one or all of the Murderbot books by Martha Wells, and Light from Uncommon Stars by Ryka Aoki, because if there’s one thing my friends have in common across platforms, it’s that you’re all nerds (affectionate). Enjoy, and I hope you find your new favorite book!

Reformatory by Tananarive Due

Not My Father’s Son by Alan Cumming

Jesus and John Wayne by Kristen Kobes de Mez

The Soul Of An Octopus by Sy Montgomery

Rough Sleepers by Tracy Kidder

The Going To Bed Book by Sandra Boynton

My Hijacking by Martha Hodes

Longhand by Andy Hamilton

Babel by RF Kuang*

The Vaster Wilds by Lauren Groff*

Lies We Sing To The Sea by Sarah Underwood

The Remarkable Journey of Coyote Sunrise by Dan Gemeinhart

Dress Coded by Carrie Firestone

I Lost My Tooth! by Mo Willems

The Fourth Wing by Rebecca Yarros

Spirits Abroad by Zen Cho

How Far The Light Reaches by Sabrina Imbler**

Radiant Fugitives by Nawaaz Ahmed

Solito: A Memoir by Javier Zamora

The Making of Another Motion Picture Masterpiece by Tom Hanks

These Precious Days by Ann Patchett*

I’m Stuck by Julia Mills

Entangled Life by Martin Sheldrake

Iris by Eden Finley

Hot Vampire Next Door by Nikki St. Crowe

Devil of Dublin by BB Easton

Tied by Carian Cole

Romantic Comedy by Curtis Sittenfeld*

Fangirl by Rainbow Rowell

From Blood And Ash by Jennifer L. Armentrout

Where I End by Sophie White

Wool by Hugh Howey

The Six Deaths of the Saint by Alix E. Harrow

Yellowface by RF Kuang

Idlewild by James Frankie Thomas

North Woods by Daniel Mason

After Sappho by Selby Wynn Schwartz

Tomorrow and Tomorrow and Tomorrow by Gabrielle Zevin*

The Fragile Threads of Power by VE Schwab

My Heart is a Chainsaw by Stephen Graham Jones

Sapiens by Yuval Noah Harari

The New Jim Crow by Michelle Alexander

The Book of the Unnamed Midwife by Meg Elison

Call Your Daughter Home by Deb Spera

The English Understand Wool by Helen Dewitt

Preserving Food Without Freezing or Canning by The Gardeners & Farmers of Terre Vivante

How Not to Drown in a Glass of Water by Angie Cruz

Blood Like Magic by Liselle Sambury

Firekeeper’s Daughter by Angeline Boulley

Love In The Time of Serial Killers by Alicia Thompson

Imogen, Obviously by Becky Albertalli

The Wicked Bargain by Gabe Cole Novoa*

Camp Damascus by Chuck Tingle

Welcome to Night Vale by Jeffrey Cranor and Joseph Fink

The Sunbearer Trials by Aiden Thomas

The Last Mapmaker by Christina Soontornvat

Funny You Should Ask by Elissa Sussman

Gideon The Ninth by Tamsyn Muir

Prophet by Sin Blache and Helen MacDonald*

Light From Uncommon Stars by Ryka Aoki**

System Collapse by Martha Wells***

The Brutish Museums by Dan Hicks

A Memory Called Empire by Arkady Martine*

A Desolation Called Peace by Arkady Martine

A Psalm For The Wild Built by Becky Chambers*

Several People Are Typing by Calvin Kasulke

The Lazarus Heist by Geoff White

The September House by Carissa Orlando*

I’m Glad My Mom Died by Jennette McCurdy

Iron Widow by Xiran Jay Zhao

The Spirit Bares Its Teeth by Andrew Joseph White

Mistletoe and Mishigas by MA Wardell

A Restless Truth by Freya Marske

The Last Smile In Sunder City by Luke Arnold

The Hidden Case of Ewan Forbes by Zoe Playden

The Song of Achilles by Madeline Miller

Manywhere by Morgan Thomas

Shit Cassandra Saw by Gwen E. Kirby

Loot by Tania James

The Art Thief by Michael Finkel

Grave Expectations by Alice Bell

Astrid Parker Doesn’t Fail by Ashley Herring Blake

A Marvellous Light by Freya Marske

Kiss Her Once For Me by Alison Cochrun

The Goblin Emperor by Katherine Addison

All Systems Read by Martha Wells

The Once and Future Sex by Eleanor Janega

Mort by Terry Pratchett

Into The Drowning Deep by Mira Grant

Station Eleven by Emily St. John Mandel

Crying in H Mart by Michelle Zauner*

The Door by Magda Szabo

Fluids by May Leitz

The Readers of Broken Wheel Recommend by Katarina Bivald

Nona the Ninth by Tamsyn Muir

Lieut. John Irving, R.N. of H.M.S. "Terror" in Sir John Franklin's last expedition to the Arctic regions a memorial sketch with letters

In Five Years by Rebecca Serle

Raven the Pirate Princess by Jeremy Whitley

Under the Whispering Door by TJ Klune

The Fianc��e Farce by Alexandria Bellefleur

Assassin's Apprentice by Robin Hobb

Slewfoot by Brom

The Secret Life of Groceries by Benjamin Lorr

500 Miles From You by Jenny Colgan

O Caledonia by Elspeth Barker

The Hand That First Held Mine by Maggie O’Farrell

The Secret Lives of Country Gentleman by KJ Charles

A Line In The World by Dorthe Nors

The Starless Sea by Erin Morgenstern

Glitter and Concrete by Elyssa Maxx Goodman

The Spear Cuts Through Water by Simon Jimenez

Tender Is The Flesh by Agustina Bazterrica

The Tragic Menagerie by Lydia Zinovieva-Annibal (translated by Jane Costlow)

The 100 Years Of Lenni and Margot by Marianne Cronin

Beartown by Fredrik Backman

I Have Some Questions For You by Rebecca Makkai

Demon Copperhead by Barbara Kingsolver

Tom Lake by Ann Patchett

Starling House by Alix E. Harrow

Twisted Love by Ana Huang

Precise Oaths by Paige E. Ewing

Hench by Natalie Zina Walschots

A Dead Djinn In Cairo by P. Djeli Clark

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"When you look good, you can be bad."

Franki Carissa Hendry is a professional wrestler on the NXT brand under stage name Izzi Dame. She's also a former professional volleyball player. She's a true Cancer Sign. Franki has a Bachelor's degree in Business Management. She debuted on May 29, 2023.

Part of The Mean Girls Club.

Straight & Taken

Plotting & Connections are welcomed. Ships only with chemistry.

⭐ Is engaged to @globalhendry on 7.9.24. The love of fully loaded nachos started it all. They went out to lunch and have been inseparable since.

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WWE NXT Live Event Results From Sanford, Florida (6/10/23)

Skip to content Wrestling News WWE NXT Superstars were putting on a show in Sanford, FL over the weekend and you can see the full results of the show below courtesy of Wrestling Bodyslam. Brooks Jensen defeated Kale Dixon Valentina Feroz & Yulisa Leon defeated Franki Carissa & Monica Klisara Ivy Nile defeated Lola Vice Joe Coffey defeated Myles Borne The Creed Brothers defeated Hank Walker &…

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Normally, Hero would've been more than ready to lean into the playfulness between them. The back-and-forth of flirting and giggles and lingering looks. But they held back this time. There was a wave of questions that rushed to them after what happened with Carissa, yet they couldn't ask them in case they ruined another friendship with someone they cared deeply about. "I'm trying to. I guess I'm just not really in the mood," they admitted, leaning into Frankie's touch for that moment. Though, part of Hero hated themself in that moment for doing so. Was it really right of them to have moments like this yet hold strong to the newly realized belief that they should never date again? Could they be leading her on, too? God, how much of a fucking asshole are they? Chuckles softly left their lips before she shook her head. "I don't want to trouble you with my shit. But I would be very happy to hear your rambles." Features softening as they looked at her, they tucked some of Frankie's hair behind her ear as well. Though they tried to ignore the mental scolding they were giving themself for the act. "You look lovely as always, too. It's always a joy getting to see you, Fran." ||👾@frankiexshen

"I've just arrived, actually," Frankie reassured them, her easy smile showing no signs of fading as she settled into the seat nearest her friend. Being around Hero had a tendency to make her feel especially nervous but it seemed she'd be spared that particular brand of fumbling awkwardness― at least for the day. She leaned towards fumbling awkwardness most days, after all, and she wasn't exactly of the mind that it would simply disappear because she was feeling confident for a single day. "Are you enjoying yourself? You're making a bit of a face, like, you're thinking quite a lot about something which I'm very familiar, you know, as a master overthinker," She said, reaching out to tuck some of Hero's hair behind their ear gently. "And we can either talk about that or I'll come up with about seven other things I can ramble my way through, if you'd like. Starting with the fact that you look as lovely as always, perhaps?" Her eyes gleamed as she spoke and Frankie propped her elbow up on the table, leaning her chin onto the heel of her hand as she continued to smile. Her energy felt almost bubbly― not unusual but welcome given how frantic it could feel some days― and she was perfectly content to take advantage of that feeling as long as it was content to stay.

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NO ONE asked but here’s a chart of my favorite albums <3

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The Guarantor-Chapter 30

Summary: Frankie went to work every day knowing that there would be an end. A deadline. Reconnecting with her adoptive father, Godric, throws that deadline into question. Teaming up with Godric’s child, Eric, obliterates it entirely. With an uncertain future ahead, Frankie has to learn if she can trust the people around her, let alone herself. Eric Northman/Bisexual!Fem!OC

Word Count: ~4,000

Warnings: Explicit Sexual Content

A/N: This fic is explicit for canon-compliant blood, gore, violence, and sex. As such, it is intended for an adult audience, only. Anyone under the age of 18 should not interact with this work. I do not consent to reposting this work to other platforms. Reblog only to Tumblr.

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Frankie sat across the table from Carissa, listening to her talk about her upcoming trip. She hadn’t sat down with the other woman in a long time, which left her feeling guilty as Carissa talked about her new job, one of the perks of which was an expense account that let her fly regularly enough to get a first class upgrade.

Carissa had changed since Frankie saw her last. She was still platinum blonde and tattooed, still had piercings glinting in the overhead lights. But, her makeup was softer, smokier. She was wearing nail polish that wasn’t chipped. There were diamond drop earrings hanging from the gauges in her ears. In other words, life seemed to be treating Carissa well.

“It sounds amazing,” Frankie gushed, “Where can I apply?”

Carissa’s expression was a little bit smug, “I don’t think they have any open positions right now, but I’ll let you know when one opens up.”

Holding her mug close to her chest, Frankie leaned back and said, “So, what do you do, anyways?”

“I consult, mostly,” Carissa answered, tossing her hair. “That’s why I have to fly out to the different,” she stumbled a little bit over the word, “offices.”

“Oh, yeah? Consult about what?”

It was an honest question. Carissa had always been a hard worker. Dedicated. But, Frankie had never seen a particular expertise at the laundromat. She did what she was trained to do, but rarely took the initiative to suggest new projects—not that there was anything creative about cleaning clothes. Giving a mental shake, Frankie reminded herself that they weren’t exactly best friends in Jersey and that there might be things about Carissa she didn’t know.

“Um,” Carissa started, tilting her head to the side in thought, “Its a lot of things. I do some life coaching here and there. And, um, research.”

“Research?”

Nodding, Carissa continued, “Yeah. Like, on the occult and stuff.”

What kind of company needed consults on the occult?

Frowning, Frankie cocked her head to the side, “Really?”

Giving a little shrug, Carissa offered a kind of self-conscious smile, “Yeah. Its been a hobby of mine since I was in high school.”

“So, you decided to turn it into a side gig?”

“Gotta make money, somehow, am I right?” Carissa shot back with a grin, “I got debts to pay, just like anyone else.”

Frankie lifted her glass in a salute, “I hear you.”

Carissa giggled as she clinked her mug with Frankie’s, “So, talking about money, are you still at that clothing store?”

“I’m still there,” Frankie answered, a bit of disgust in her voice, “My boss keeps hinting at taking a management position, but I don’t know…”

It wasn’t that Frankie didn’t think that she could do the work, she just didn’t have any idea how the next couple of months were going to go. The push and pull of her life didn’t seem like it was going to settle, and Frankie didn’t think she had the capacity to dedicate herself to anything more than clocking in, doing her job, and going the fuck home.

“Not your dream job, huh?”

“What do you mean? Working retail is my life’s passion,” Frankie deadpanned.

Carissa laughed, “I got you. Its a job, right?”

“Yeah,” Frankie replied, “Its a job.”

“You still living with Eric?”

She wasn’t exactly surprised at the question, but the direct tone made Frankie sit back a little, “Yeah. I mean, I thought housing down here was cheaper, but my pay is barely covering gas and food, insurance, and all the other shit I gotta pay for, you know?”

“Oh, I know,” Carissa said, “That’s why I got my side hustle.” Then, “Are you guys still, like, friends or whatever?”

Frankie took a fortifying sip of her coffee, “Um, I think we’ve kind of moved past that.”

Intrigued, Carissa leaned forward, “Really?”

“I mean,” Frankie edged, “We’re...he’s my…person.”

She was willing to acknowledge that they were more than friends, but somewhat less confident in saying that they were in any kind of committed relationship.

Carissa waited for Frankie to say more, and when she didn’t, she said, “That’s really nice, Frankie. I’m happy for you.”

“Thanks.”

“I just hope you’re being careful.”

Frankie flinched, “What?”

“Being careful,” Carissa repeated, gesturing towards Frankie, “I mean—sweetie, he’s a vampire. They’re kind of dangerous, don’t you think?”

Mouth open, Frankie had to take several moments to process that statement, “Yeah, they can be. Absolutely.”

She thought about Masha, about the Queen. Neither of them would think twice about using their power, their strength, to make someone do whatever they wanted. There was no fear of that with Eric. From the very beginning, they had been up front with one another about what they wanted, about their motives. That level of honesty gave Frankie a certain amount of comfort.

Carissa seemed to want to say something, opened her mouth to do so and then closed it. The look she was giving Frankie was as much concerned as it was guarded.

“I just think you should be careful.”

Frankie smiled, hoping to reassure the other woman, “I’m being careful.”

They moved on to other topics, but Carissa would periodically stop and look at Frankie with concern. She didn’t want to pry into Carissa’s experiences with vampires, knowing that they probably weren’t good. And, she appreciated that Carissa wanted Frankie to be careful. She didn’t think there was anything she could say that would alleviate that concern. Carissa would just have to see on her own that Eric didn’t mean Frankie any harm, and that would take time.

As they were leaving, Carissa gave Frankie a hug, “I’ll be out of state for a couple weeks, but we should get together when I come back.”

“Definitely,” Frankie replied, “Text me.”

Carissa walked away, her apartment not far from the coffee shop, and Frankie dug into her jacket for her keys. She pulled them free and headed to the lot where she’d parked only to find someone waiting for her.

Young. Maybe twenty three or twenty four. Blonde. Dressed in jeans, blazer, and heels. She perked up when she spotted Frankie, smiling a friendly smile.

“Francesca Meek?”

“...Yes?” Frankie said as she slowed.

The woman offered her an envelope, which Frankie hesitantly took.

“At the risk of sounding like a cliche, you’ve been served,” she smiled and walked off.

Confused, Frankie turned the envelope over in her hands. It was made of thick vellum, and sealed with wax. Frowning, Frankie broke the seal and opened the letter. She read it once. Twice. Three times. Then, jaw clenched, she stuffed it into her purse and hauled ass back to the house.

When she got there, Frankie set her stuff down, pulled off her jacket, and sat on the couch. She dropped her head into her hands and sighed deeply. Frankie remained like that for a while, until she had gotten over the initial shock. Then, she stood and ran her hands down her jeans to smooth the wrinkles.

With another deep breath, Frankie took herself upstairs and laid down. Sleep came easily, and when she woke, the sun was starting to set. Rubbing her eyes, Frankie sat up and stared at nothing until her brain caught up to the fact that her body was awake.

Feeling gross, she showered all the day’s grit from her skin. Standing in front of her dresser, Frankie debated throwing on a t shirt and leggings. She even went to grab a pair from the pile. And then she thought better of it.

Going to her closet, she took from the hanger a sundress in a pale pink. It had come into stock at the store just in time for the Spring season. When Frankie took it out of the packing, she immediately saw herself wearing it. Trying it on in the dressing room had only confirmed what she knew the second she’d held it up for the first time. Frankie used her employee discount for the first time to buy this dress.

Slipping it on, Frankie turned in the mirror. She rarely wore anything like this, but the soft linen hugged her body in a way that was so flattering. Running her hands through her damp hair, she piled it on top of her head to get it out of the way.

She felt pretty, and Frankie didn’t care that she wasn’t going anywhere that night. She didn’t care that she’d gotten more bad news. If Frankie was going to worry about yet another insane turn in her life, she was going to feel pretty while she worried.

Traipsing down the stairs, Frankie went directly to the kitchen and opened a bottle of wine. She poured herself a healthy glass and slid onto one of the bar stools to enjoy it. About halfway through the glass, there came a sound of a door opening in the laundry room. A moment later, Eric emerged with his jacket thrown over his arm.

He took one look at the glass in her hand and frowned, “Since when do you drink wine?”

Frankie made a sound in the back of her throat, holding up a finger to indicate that he should wait. She pushed from the stool and padded over to her purse. Envelope in hand, Frankie walked up to him, holding it aloft.

With a fair amount of skepticism, Eric took the envelope and read the contents. Frankie watched him with half a smile as she picked up her glass and took a long pull. Brows lifting, he tossed the letter onto the island.

“We knew that was coming.”

“We did.”

“So, you’re not surprised.”

“I am not.”

“And yet…” he glanced down at her glass.

Frankie reached for the bottle and refilled it, “If any occasion calls for drinking wine, its being summoned before the Vampire Council to testify against my ex-girlfriend.”

“And employer,” he added.

“That, too.”

He touched her cheek, a light brush of his fingers, “Are you upset?”

She sighed, “Not really. Pretty sure my boss is going to be pissed that I’ll need time off to fly all the way to New Jersey so that I can handle it.”

Eric huffed a laugh, “You’re lucky they aren’t making you travel to Europe.” He rolled his eyes, “Weeks in a stuffy castle while the Council debates everything down to the color of the ink for the signatures on the decision.”

Frankie lifted a brow, “As opposed to what? Weeks in a hotel room while they debate who gets to announce it?”

He gave a nod of acknowledgment, “Point.” Then, “I doubt you’ll actually stand before the Council. Their first step is to use mediators to see if the issue can be resolved without having to stand on all the ceremony of an actual Council session.”

She shrugged, “Either way.”

Eric eyed her carefully, “You sure you’re alright?”

“Yeah,” she replied, “Its just more shit from Masha, you know?”

An arm snaked around her waist, “This is the end of it. She won’t have any cards left to play when we’re done with the Council.”

Frankie sighed, fiddling with the hem of his shirt, “We’ve said that before, and she just keeps coming back with more.”

He looked at her pointedly, “That’s the beauty of the Council, Frankie. When they make a decision, it is final. If Masha tries to get around it, she’ll face the sun.”

Doubtful, Frankie muttered, “Masha doesn’t believe in death, especially not now.”

“One day,” Eric said, “I’m going to show her that death is very, very real.” When Frankie didn’t react, he blurted, “You’re not making the face.”

“The what?”

“The face,” he repeated, “Whenever I talk about killing Masha, you make this face.” He imitated her, his mouth pulling down into a pout, “You’re not making the face.”

Eyes dropping, Frankie drew in a breath, “I guess I don’t feel as strongly about it as I did before.”

“You’ve resigned yourself?”

She shook her head, “More like I’ve come to terms with the fact that Masha is digging her own grave.”

He looked impressed, “I think I’d call that growth.”

“I think I’d call that exhaustion,” Frankie shot back with a laugh.

“I’ll take it,” Eric replied, kissing her temple, “Can you be ready to fly out in a few days?”

“Yeah, I’ll call my boss tomorrow morning.”

“Good. We’ll aim for a flight on Thursday, then.”

Frankie pulled back, “We? You’re coming with me?”

He looked at her in confusion, “You think I’d let you face the Council alone? You think Godric would let you go alone?”

“I,” she started lowly, “hadn’t considered that.”

Eric made a sound of frustration, his hands framing her hips firmly, “What did you think presenting you to the Queen was all about?” Not waiting for her to answer, he continued, “Did you think that was for show? A performance?”

Frankie stared at him, agog. The intensity of his words left her speechless.

Eyes fierce, he cupped her face, “I’m on your team, Frankie.”

She kissed him. It wasn’t much more than a hard press of her mouth against his, but Frankie could feel him smiling into it. She leaned into him, fingers curling into the material of his shirt. One of his hands dropped to the curve of her ass, the other sliding around to rest on the back of her neck.

Deepening the kiss, Frankie wrapped her arms around his shoulders as she ran her tongue along his lower lip. Shifting side to side, Eric guided them backwards. Frankie went with him, walking on the tips of her toes so that she could keep kissing him. As they passed through the doorway into the laundry room, he began to pull up the hem of her dress.

Grasping his hands, Frankie pulled each deliberately from her body. Loosing them, she pushed firmly into his stomach until he relaxed against the wall. For his cooperation, Frankie kissed him, licking into his mouth and catching his lower lip between her teeth. Running her hands down his chest, Frankie followed that path downwards to trace the outline of his growing erection.

He groaned softly, and she could see the points of his fangs peeking out from behind his lips. Flattening her hand over the fly of his pants, Frankie went to work on opening them. The button fly took longer than both of them would have liked. She could feel the muscles in his core tightening as he resisted the urge to help.

When she finally thumbed the last button open, Frankie grabbed the waistband and yanked it down just far enough so that she could get at what she wanted. He hissed as she wrapped her hand around him, giving a slow, firm stroke. Frankie glanced at him to find that he was biting down on his lip, two tiny rivulets of red dropping down his chin.

Feeling unnaturally bold, Frankie pulled him down to her so that she could lick away the blood. His hips pushed forward, the movement eased with the pre come that was beading steadily from the tip of his cock.

He kissed her greedily, pushing his fingers beneath the strap of her dress. Open mouthed kisses ran the length of her neck and as far down her chest as he could reach. Frankie arched into him, feeling heat chase the cool path of his lips.

She broke the kiss, tugging up his shirt and lowering slowly to her knees. On the way down, she rubbed her cheek against the flat of his stomach, nuzzling the sensitive skin beneath his belly button. Under her lips and hands, he trembled. When Frankie ran her tongue up the length of his cock, Eric’s head dropped heavily to the wall as his mouth opened in a loud, almost relieved, moan.

Hand working his length, Frankie sucked on tip, tongue rolling over sensitive skin. Tilting her head to the side she rubbed her lips along a thick vein, letting him feel her breath. Looking up at him from beneath her lashes, she licked a scalding line from his balls up and over her own hand until she reached the head.

“Frankie,” he grated, his fingers sinking into the strands of her hair.

They spasmed when she gave him a particularly hard suck, his hips thrusting forward too fast for her to pull back. With an almost embarrassing sound, Frankie drew up a bit and caught her breath, blinking away the welling tears.

His apology was not much louder than a whisper. Frankie reached up and placed her hand over his in her hair, reassuring him silently before she got back to it. Holding him steady, she took him down to the back of her throat, forcing all the muscles in her neck and jaw to relax and breathing deliberately through her nose. With small, slow bobs of her head, she tried to mimic the way he stirred himself inside her.

Which was, apparently, the right move.

Eric’s body bowed, the hand in her hair clenching with the effort it took to remain still for her. He couldn’t seem to help the little rolls of his hips, the way he wanted to remain seated as deeply as possible in her mouth. Knowing that her jaw wasn’t going to be able to handle much more, Frankie circled the base of him with two fingers and her thumb, hollowing her cheeks as she sucked hard on the upstroke.

Her hand followed her mouth with a twist, leading the way as she dove back down. Soon enough, Frankie caught her rhythm. Every flex of muscle, every hitch in his breath gave her all the direction she needed until he was so close to coming that she could taste it.

“Close,” he warned, voice ragged.

Frankie grasped his hip to ground herself, listening to the way his moans grew breathy and strained. He hardened between her lips, coming with a shout that echoed off the walls of the room. What Frankie couldn’t swallow down dripped over her chin and hands, leaving her a mess.

Eric didn’t seem to give a single fuck as he yanked her to standing and spun to crowd her against the wall. His kiss was messy, tongue rolling against hers so that he could taste himself. Rucking up the fabric of her skirt, he pushed his hand into her underwear and ran two fingers through her soaked folds. With a rotation of his wrist, he gathered the slick that coated plush flesh and sank those fingers inside.

He went to work, grinding the heel of his palm against her clit. Frankie whimpered, scrambling for purchase against his shoulders as he scissored his fingers to stretch her wide enough so that he could slip a third inside.

She was full and wet and—so suddenly that she didn’t have any time to prepare—coming hard.

If she hadn’t been sandwiched between Eric and the wall, her knees would have given out and Frankie would have melted into a puddle on the floor. Her thighs shuddered with the effort to hold herself upright. Her head felt too heavy.

The waistband of her underwear fell away, the material tangled around her ankles. Eric’s hand lifted her leg up and out of them, wrapping it around his waist. He held her chin up so that he could get a good look at her. She rolled her eyes at the way he smirked down at her, too self-satisfied by half.

In a smooth, practiced movement, he thrust into her, seating himself as deeply in her pussy as he had been in her mouth. Frankie bit her lip, brows furrowing as she adjusted to his length. Eric paused, kissing that little furrow until it smoothed.

“Alright?”

Frankie blinked rapidly, forcing herself to nod, “Uh huh.”

He moved closer, gathering her in his arms to support more of her weight, “Hold on.”

She tried. Frankie really, really tried. But there was no way she had the strength to keep hold of him when he was fucking her nearly through the wall. She cried out, the muscles in the leg that was supporting her burning with the exertion. Eric growled lowly, yanking it up and around his waist so that she could lock her ankles behind him.

All the air punched out of her as he hitched her higher, grinding. He kissed her briefly, resting his cheek against hers as he rolled his hips up against into her. Frankie ran her hand up his neck and into his hair, mussing the carefully gelled strands.

The need to come seared through her, white hot. She tightened her arms and legs around him with a pathetic whine, undeterred when he chuckled and pulled back to look down at her. Their gazes held, and behind the arrogant smile, Frankie could clearly see something dark in his eyes. Eric had never looked at her with such possession, and the way it made heat run rampant over her body was unexpected.

She touched his mouth, pressed her thumb into the razor sharp edge of his fang. Eager, Eric sucked the pad into his mouth, eyes closing in pleasure. The pace of his hips picked up, little growls rumbling in his chest.

Loosing her thumb with an obscenely wet sound, he buried his face into her neck. Knowing what he wanted, and more than willing to give it to him, Frankie turned her head to the side in offering. Without preamble, he bit down.

Frankie screamed.

She was more than used to the way his bite felt by now. She knew about the initial heat of pain, the strange pull of suction as he drank. She knew about how that pain could bloom into mind-melting arousal if he were so inclined.

With this bite, Eric was so inclined.

Her body clenched tight around him, suspended on the edge of a knife, until she tipped over in an orgasm that nearly blinded her. He felt her, released the bite to groan against her skin. She tipped her head back, letting him hold her full weight.

Still hard, Eric pulled out and set her on unsteady feet. Confused, Frankie watched him pull up his pants so that they rested, open, around his hips. Then, he grabbed the front of her dress and hauled her over to the hidden wall. She was too off balance to ask what was going on, could only wait as he tapped out the key code for the door.

Her world turned on its axis as he picked her up and jumped, landing at the bottom soundlessly. Another blur of movement, and he was throwing her down onto his bed. Frankie landed on the mattress, righted herself, and immediately went to work on the zipper of the dress.

By the time she got it and her bra off, he was naked and pressing his body atop hers. Spreading her legs, Frankie rested her hand on the center of his chest. Eric flinched, eyes closing as he drew in a shaking breath. Lining himself up, Eric’s heart kicked to life as he thrust forward, an animal sound bursting from between lips that were peeled back from his teeth.

Bracing his weight on his forearm, his movements went fluid. Frankie hand her hands down his spine, her nails digging in. He fucked her hard, eyes squeezed shut, unabashed sounds of need falling from his lips. She could feel him riding the line, desperately trying to hold onto himself and completely unable to do so.

With one last thrust, Eric held himself inside her as he came. His body shook, his hand dropping to her hip to hold her to him. Frankie pushed his hair back from his face, lifting a little to kiss his cheek as he came down.

With more care than she anticipated, Eric eased out of her and laid against her side. He wrapped an arm loosely around her waist, chest rising and falling rapidly. Frankie tangled her legs with his, enjoying the foreign warmth emanating from his skin.

“That was good,” she said unnecessarily.

He hummed in appreciation.

“Was it the dress?” she asked with a grin, “I think it was the dress.”

Eric laughed, “Sure, it was the dress.”

Frankie joined him in laughter, “Knew it.”

[simfulwoohoo]

Right after they got home from the twins birthday they got a call from Carissa saying Frankie and her just adopted! They had been calling Delilah about trying for a baby for awhile so I wonder if that didn’t work out as they planned. Meet Jax! Hes a basic toddler because well, we all know it from me by now!!! But while we were here little Maximillian aged up! 

[dog-teeth]

Put your music on shuffle and list the first 10 songs

tagged by @tenderanarchist thank uuuu :")

1. silently leaving the room // carissas wierd

2. sometimes // my bloody valentine

3. exit music (for a film) // radiohead

4. wolves // old gray

5. between the breaths // mitski + xiu xiu (LISTEN 2 THIS)

6. i wanna make you bread // free cake for every creature

7. writer in the dark // lorde

8. evelyn mchale // parenthetical girls

9. dear god i hate myself // xiu xiu

10. o dreaded c town // frankie cosmos

i tag anyone who wants to do it! feel free to @ me!!

[maxvanna]

If your mutuals went on a quest, like in a fantasy setting, who would they be in the party??? Like what would their job be?? (This is worded really weirdly I'm so sorry)

LETS DO THIS ANON LETS DO IT. i decided to make this one VERY in-depth so i hope you appreciate it

me

weapon: axe and a dazzling smile

i’m the leader because this ask was in mY inbox, mother, and i will do with it as i please. anyway i’m the dumby leader who essentially leads my party into every possible trap and dangerous situation imaginable. always on accident of course. because i love them and i would never hurt them. anyway let’s get this bread

@amllama

weapon: scythe

hannah is our thief! whenever we scuffle with some magical creatures or whatever, and we defeat them, she usually steals a couple things on her way out. aside from that, she’s in charge of setting up the campfire and distributing juiceboxes. because this is a world in which juiceboxes are very important objects to us medieval questers

@crazymecjc

weapon: sharpened art supplies, but also a dagger

carissa is our ranger! she is very skilled at surviving in the wild. she doesn’t have magical powers over nature or anything, but if she asks nature something, nature will listen. like if there’s a tree branch in our way, and frankie and i try to cut it down almost immediately, and then carissa stops it, she’ll stand there and politely ask, “hey mr tree can you move please??” and BOY IT WILL

@backgroundnewsies

weapon: knife

jellybean makes stuff! she makes little inventions and we all use them to our advantage. she’s sort of like our engineer i guess you could say! she’s always tinkering with something and she’s been known to throw random contraptions at enemies in the middle of a battle :)

@buttons-in-the-refuge

weapon: she throws potions at enemies

maggie is our magic-user. she was born with her abilities and thus she don’t need nobody to tell her how to do her job. mostly she just exercises power over the forest, as that’s what we’re travelling through on our ULTIMATE QUEST BRO.

@jd-sammy 

weapon: small dagger for self-defense, but she mostly just carries little first aid kids

main healer and the one who carries everything that no one else wants to carry. but she can also definitely hold her own in a fight and one time everyone else watches as she kicked two goblins in the face at the same time (it was LIT, we had a party) 

~

i’m sorry i didn’t add everybody!!! i ran out of ideas for all the different classes and everything D: i promise more will be featured in other ‘mutuals as’ posts oof

[rawsmackdownnxtdivas]

Franki Strefling 💞

[vegils]

im annoying n answered a survey

AC/DC - What are your favorite bands? can’t name!!! off! the ! top of my head!!!

Aerosmith - What are your favorite songs? this is so hard to answer but as of late i am rly into soft and sleepy music so rly i have been listening to 3 songs on loop and thats “closer” by low, “with my hands out” by mount eerie, and “lonely” by the middle east can u tell i’m a giant sap 

Aretha Franklin - Do you have a favorite jazz song? “i’m yours” by billie holiday

Alice Cooper - What is your favorite type of music? kind of a little bit everywhere i really like music that sounds gritty and DIY/self-produced 

Beach Boys - Have you ever been in a concert? yes i have and i don’t like them very much

Black Sabbath - A song that motivates you? always n 4ever “genius of love” by tom tom club

Bob Dylan - Do you know how to play any musical instrument? i know guitar n ukulele n vry vry tiny bit of piano because i played with a melodica omfg

Bon Jovi - Your favorite song about love? o boiiiii i love Love Songs “i’ll be your mirror” by the velvet underground, “blue eyes” by paul baribeau, “funny little frog” by belle and sebastian, “thirteen” by big star, “now & then” by radiator hospital/eliza santos, “chiot” by whatever, dad , “pull my hair” by sneakout, “lost watch” by seabear

The Beatles - Latest song that made you smile? “one night stand” by carissa’s wierd bc it reminded me of emman

David Bowie - A song that makes you feel happy? “let’s go to a party” by charlie hilton

Eric Clapton - Have you ever been in love with a rock artist? i was vry much in love with fabrizio moretti of the strokes like i drank coca cola for that dude n i hate soda

Creedence Clearwater Revival - What is your favorite instrument? maybe lame but guitar? n piano? individually they make any song sound so beautiful so thats why

Deep Purple - Do you prefer bassists or drummers? mm drums?

The Doors - What is your favorite lyric? “somehow i still believe in love though i don’t understand how they can find you in the dirt, pick you up, hold you in their hand” - “have to hide” by the afterglows

Fleetwood Mac - Female or Male vocalists? a majority of the music i listen to are male vocalists but i prefer female

The Grateful Dead - What song are you listening right now? “going out” by dinner

Guns n’ Roses - What song describes your emotions right now? “disgusting” by acab rocky

Heart - Do you know a song that you want at your wedding? “god only knows” by the beach boys lol

Iron Maiden - Do you frequently listen to your songs on shuffle? yes i do

Jimi Hendrix - A song that represents “your aesthetic” i have been told that i would sound like what florist sounds like

Joan Jett - Who do you think when you listen to your favorite love song? lol not somebody i loooove of course but i imagine a faceless lover 

Janis Joplin - What is your favorite 70s song? “let’s stay together” by al green lol

Journey - Do you have any famous crushes? i have a crush on leon bridges and four visions n devendra banhart n eliza santos im so sad

The Kinks - What is the last single you downloaded? a sun kil moon album lol

Kiss - What is the perfect song to describe your relationship with your boyfriend/girlfriend/crush? this is so cheesy omg :\ “fireworks” by radiator hospital

Led Zeppelin - Do you like loud guitar solos? ye boi

Lynyrd Skynyrd - Do you like instrumental songs? *longest ya boi*

Metallica - A song that you think everybody should listen to? dis 1

Nirvana - A song that breaks your heart? “remembering spring 2013″ by florist

Pink Floyd - Name your top three songs in any language. “torete” by moonstar88 (ofc), “ninuno” by bullet dumas, “suisei” by tofubeats

Pearl Jam - A song to drive to? “mood” by porches

Queen - A song to dance to? “touch me baby” by tofubeats

Bruce Springsteen - A song that you would sing in a karaoke? omg.... “you’re so vain” by carly simon tbh

The Rolling Stones - Your favorite album? “come on feel the illinoise” lol n “the life pursuit” im ugly

U2 - A artist/band you’re proud of? i love eliza santos/0nehundred percent/whatever,dad & four visions/daniel abary!!!!!! proud 2 b pin@y 

Van Halen - Favorite guitarist? omg... i don’t rly know maybe jack white

The Who - Favorite bassist? iiii reallly don’t know :( send help :(

Yes - Favorite drummer? uhhhh i rly dont know omg would it be embarrassing if i say travis barker :( lol

Dusty Springfield - Do you have a favorite soul song? “river” by leon bridges 

The Supremes - Your favorite girlband? florist, frankie cosmos, eliza santos, lizard kisses, baby mollusk, r.l. kelly (lol these dont rly? count? but they kind of do?)

Simon and Garfunkel - Your favorite acoustic song? “i love how you love me” by jeff mangum

Derek & The Dominos - Do you prefer a cover more than the original song? there are some songs where i discover the cover before the original! but it’s very rare that i listen to an original but prefer the cover

The Mamas and The Papas - What’s the song that have a harmony so good that makes you want to punch something? maybe this

Santana - Your favorite artist hairstyle? idk?? what does this even mean?

Ramones - Do you like punk music? i...... had a phase where i went back to punk music because my ex-crush loves punk music omg lol yes :( :( :( :(

The Temptations - A song that you liked when you were younger? lol..... i loved My Best Friend’s Wedding so jane arden’s rendition of “you don’t know me” THAT’S SO EMBARRASSING

Cream - A song that you associate with summer? “hang on little tomato” by pink martini

The Band - A song that you never get tired of? “give them a token” by adam green 

Steve Miller Band - A song that need to be played out loud? i’m annoying n i pump up “wow, i can get sexual too” by say anything to the max

Sonny & Cher - A song by an artist with a voice that you love? “room 336″ by 100%

Wings - A song that makes you remind of yourself? “badges” by yohuna

[sodomyordeath]

Bibliograpy:

Bennett Cyphers, “Behind the One-Way Mirror: A Deep Dive Into the Technology of Corporate Surveillance,” in Electronic Frontier Foundation

Carissa Véliz, “Privacy is A Collective Concern,” in New Statesman

David Ives, Sure Thing

Evgeny Morozov, To Save Everything, Click Here https://tinyurl.com/vnf39fe

Frankie Mirren, “Are UK Nightclubs Breaking Data Laws By Storing Your IDs and Fingerprints?” in Vice

Jeremy Bentham, “Proposal for a New and Less Expensive mode of Employing and Reforming Convicts”

Joshua Adams,  “Getting Cash For Our Data Could Actually Make Things Worse, in One Zero

Michel Foucault, Discipline and Punish https://tinyurl.com/wbwwhoq

Nick Couldry and Ulises A. Mejias, The Costs of Connection https://tinyurl.com/u8uz6sm

Percy Bysshe Shelley, Queen Mab

Peter-Paul Verbeek, Moralizing Technology https://tinyurl.com/tnnaym2

Philosophy Tube, “Foucault 2: Government Surveillance & Prisons”

Robert Elliott Smith, Rage Inside the Machine https://tinyurl.com/t57ln3m

Robert Howell, “The Peeping Tom Effect Makes Us Worry About the Wrong Threats to Our Privacy,” in OneZero

Stuart A. Thompson & Charlie Warzel, “12 Million Phones” in The New York Times

Stuart A. Thompson & Charlie Warzel, “How To Track President Trump” in The New York Times

Stuart A. Thompson & Charlie Warzel, “How Your Phone Betrays Democracy,” in The New York Times

Stuart A. Thompson & Charlie Warzel, “Total Surveillance is Not What America Signed Up For,” in The New York Times

Stuart A. Thompson & Charlie Warzel, “What’s The Worst That Could Happen With My Phone Data? Journalists Answer Your Questions” in The New York Times

Stuart A. Thompson & Charlie Warzel, “Where Even The Children Are Tracked,” in The New York Times

Tim Herrera, “You’re Tracked Everywhere You Go Online. Use This To Fight Back,” in The New York Times

[jasondemain]

Out of the black... we have a show! Kill Frankie, Carissa+CureAlls, Vanessa Siblerman, & BurntheStage will be playing live in three weeks. Early show on a Thurs night so I'm expecting y'all there. Mark your calendars #losangeles to #portlandoregon #northwest #tour #live #punk #alternative #rock #music (at The Waypost)

[janepalladino5-blog]

It's Frankie.

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