#j cody imagine

[wearethemaincharacters]

If we get caught, I’m blaming you [j cody x fem!reader]

18+ minors DNI!

Word count: 996

Prompts:

51 if we get caught, i’m blaming you

22 did I give you permission to do that?

56 look at your reflection. Look at how gorgeous you are. So fucking gorgeous when I’m fucking you like this. So pretty for me, and only me

7 louder, let me hear you

63 oh, sensitive there, aren’t we?

Warnings: smut (18+), shower sex, mention of a gun (not used towards anyone), unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it guys), choking, getting caught (kinda)

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“Smurf is going to kill us, if we get caught, I’m blaming you”, you tell him as both of you scurry into the bathroom, not even closing the door since the bedroom one seemed to be enough not to get caught.

He presses his body into yours, your lower back coming in contact with the counter of the sink behind you. Effortlessly, he grabs the back of your thighs to lift you up and sit you onto the counter. While his lips attack your neck with kisses and take the chance to carefully suck on your skin, your hands wander to his lower back where you pull on his shirt but your fingers land on something else - metal.

A moan escapes your throat as you grab the gun and put it next to you on the counter. You go back and pull his bloody shirt over his head and throw it somewhere in the room.

“Shower”, you now mumble against his lips and already try to hop off the counter.

Guests would be arriving in the next five minutes and both of you still needed to get cleaned up, washing the blood off your bodies from the job you pulled and nobody needed to know about - no one besides your family of course. Smurf took you in when you were younger and your parents just didn’t care about you, so they someday dropped you off at her front door but things got complicated when J came around about a year ago - because family doesn’t screw family and it never mattered if you were her real daughter or not.

This was the second job you pulled as a family after she finally caved in and gave J the chance to prove himself as trustworthy and the tension was thicker than usual, everyone still feeling the adrenaline. The blood on your clothes wasn’t his or yours, Baz lost it and shot one of the civilians, not a deadly shot but enough you and J would look like it got either of you.

He kisses you hungrily while pulling your shirt over your head and unclasping your bra on your way into the shower. After pulling away for a second to turn on the water, you already work on the button of your jeans shuffling them down your legs with your underwear.

J closes the gap between your body, pressing his body into you before pulling away from your lips once more, grabbing your ass in your hands as you work the belt and button of his jeans: “Shit, did I give you permission to do that?”, smiling as he looks down at your naked form when you take things in your own hands again and push him into the shower, letting the door fall shut behind you. He pulls his pants and underwear down, not trying to break the kiss as both of you get drenched from the stream of water above you.

“Need to hurry”, you tell him and turn around to press your body into the glass, fingers reaching for his cock.

He gives it a few tugs, the noises only amplified by the stream of water, before he teases your entrance rubbing his length up and down a few times. You brace your hands before you, trying your best not to slip on the wet shower floor when you spread your legs further, pushing back against him. The moan that escapes your lips is breathy and shaky in your throat as he pushes himself into the hilt, filling you up completely. His hand sneaks on the side of your neck before deciding against fully wrapping around and instead he collects your wet hair and gives a little tug, pulling your head slightly backwards which makes your head spin and brace your hands in front of you against the glass while you look at him, brows furrowed just like yours and water spilling down the back of his neck and back. He lets go of your hair and grabs your tits in one hand each with a firm grip.

His thrusts are fast, setting a rhythm that’s better than you could’ve ever imagined when touching yourself only a few doors down from him.

The following words let your forehead fall onto glass while trying to match your movements with trembling knees: “Look at your reflection. Look at how gorgeous you are. So fucking gorgeous when I’m fucking you like this. So pretty for me and only me”, his voice drops to a possessive tone down to your ear and you can feel yourself clenching around him, your orgasm nearing when you actually dare and take a look into the mirror in front of you. Him behind you, now with a vice grip on your hips all while your body is pressed to the glass of the shower, taking him like you always thought about. Your whimpers turn into silent moans and cries for help, desperate for your release.

“Louder, let me hear you.”

Squeezing your eyes shut you try your best and concentrate on keeping your mouth shut, too scared to get caught. One hand reaches between your thighs to draw circles on your clit and suddenly a high pitched moan leaves your lips, letting your head fall back on his shoulder, legs trembling as you’re right on the edge.

“Oh, sensitive there, aren’t we?”

A slap on your ass rips another moan from your lips. His own movements get sloppy as he keeps fingering your clit, making you come with a cry, body tensing and legs almost buckling out under you as he follows just seconds later. You catch your breath as your trembling hands slide down the glass when he pulls out, leaving you wanting more already.

“I hope you guys are done, Smurf just got back from the store”, Derans voice says from outside the door, causing both of you to wince.

You can be fucking lucky she left in the first place.

~ M

[gallavichsreddie1128]

Fuck You (Baz Blackwell)

Description: Baz and Y/N have a lot of tension between them but Baz is married. Spoilers for the ending of Season 2!

Warning: Smut, Cheating

Word Count: 2,418k

Author's note: This is my first fic that's not Hannibal related. I have one in the works right now but I am so busy today that I had to post a pic that I wrote a month ago while watching Animal Kingdom. If you haven't watched the show I recommend.

It started with glances during Jobs, stares while the other wasn’t looking. Touches being discreet and “accidentally”. She was 22 and he was in his late 30’s with a wife and a kid. She hated him though. He wasn’t a good person. None of them were really but Baz especially. He wasn’t the best dad and he cheated on his wife. It was clear that the two wanted each other but fought against it. She didn’t like the way Baz treated the rest of them. He was demanding and frankly it was kind of a turn on. But she wouldn’t admit that. Not out loud anyways.

Baz was running a job like always and was being a dick. Y/N couldn’t help but roll her eyes. J smirked at her reaction agreeing with her nonetheless. Baz ignored her reaction and kept explaining who needed to do what. “And Y/N you will be with me.” He tells her. She can’t miss the mocking smirk on his lips. She holds back the most dramatic sigh and eye roll and just nods. It wasn’t like she had a choice. 

Baz for some reason let J help his uncles but not her. No, never her. She’s been around them for years and has helped but not today. It’s like Baz wanted to torture her. She hated him for it. J could have been the lookout like last time but Baz actually wanted to torture her. “Text them 2 minutes.” He broke her out of her thoughts. She sighed and texted J 2 minutes. Baz kept his eyes off the girl. He shouldn’t feel this way but he does. She was beautiful and sassy. “So I think we should address the tension between us.” He stated. She looked at him like he had 2 heads. “You wanna talk about your fantasy on a job?” She asked. He was ridiculous. “Got nothing better to do.” He said. He was still able to focus and talk. It was mind blowing to her. “Address what tension?” She asked. She was playing dumb. She knew what he was talking about. But wanted to hear it out of his mouth. “You’re into me I know it.” He shrugged.

She could have slapped him if it wasn’t for the smirk that was on his lips. “No I'm not, it seems that it’s you who’s into me.” She states with the same mocking smirk. He shrugged. “Yeah but at least I can admit it.” Her eyes widened. She wasn’t expecting that from him. Why tell her now? On the job. The boys returned before she had time to really process what Baz said. Leaving the conversation opened. 

She sighed in the shower as she thought about what Baz said. She couldn’t lie. She felt the same way but what about Lena and Katherine? Y/N wasn’t going to ruin that. Lena and Kath deserved better. That’s for sure. Alexis knew that Baz cheated on Kath but now he wants it to be her. Yeah right. It wasn’t happening. Y/N was better than that. After her shower she got out and looked in the mirror. Was she better than that? All she wanted to do right now was jump into Baz’s arms after his confession. She shook that thought out of her head.

As she was getting dressed she heard a knock on the door. “Someone’s in here.” She said pulling up her pants. “It’s Baz.” “Still doesn’t change anything.” “Well it should.” She ignored him and got dressed. “Come on Y/N open the door.” He said. Once she was dressed she opened the door. “What Baz?” She asked, annoyed. He smirked and backed her up to the wall in the bathroom. “You need to stop acting like you don’t want me.” He tells her. They were in kissing distance. “I’m not acting like anything.” She says. “Then let me fuck you like you deserve.” He whispers. She sighs and closes her eyes. He leans down and kisses her neck.

She moans and wraps her hands around his neck. He made sure to leave a hickey. “Baz this isn’t right.” She moans as he attacks her neck. He hummed against her. “Like you give a shit.” He says. He pulls back and kisses her hard. She kisses back immediately forgetting about anything but Baz. He picks her up and she wraps her legs around his waist. Their lips move sloppily against each other. They pull away breathing hard. “You should have opened the door when I told you too. Now I gotta undress you.” He said. He pulled her shirt off and smirked. She wasn’t wearing a bra. Why would she be? She just got out of the shower. “Baz, please touch me.” She begged. He leaned down and latched onto her nipple. She gasped as his tongue circled her nipple and sucked on it.

She held his head and moaned his name. He pulled away after a few more seconds. “I’m barely touching you and you’re moaning.” He said. She got out of his arms and she pulled down her PJ bottoms. She had a white lace thong. His mouth watered at the sight. He made eye contact with her as he sank to his knees. He ran his nose over her clothed clit. She whimpered and gasped. He smirked and took a big whiff of her pussy. “Mmm you smell so good baby.” He said. He pulled down her thong. Her jaw was open as he did so.

He wrapped her legs around his shoulders and stood up. She grabbed ahold of his head as she was scared to lose balance and fall. Baz wouldn’t let that happen. He started kitten licking her pussy. She cried out his name. He licked and sucked her button as her head fell back against the wall. If Baz wasn’t holding her up she would have lost balance. Her moans and cries got louder. Neither cared that his brothers probably heard. “Baz fuck Baz.” His name was all she knew as his tongue was pretty much inside of her. He hummed and she gasped out his name feeling close. She had never felt this close so fast before. “Baz I’m gonna cum fuck please don’t stop.” She moaned. He didn’t and she fell over the edge with a silent scream. He slurps up every last drop of her. She tried pushing his face away after her high was over. He smirked up at her as she looked down at him in a daze. Her breathing was still hard and she couldn’t think straight. He dropped her slowly back down on her feet. She kissed him and moaned. The taste of her was all over his mouth.

She pulled on his shirt and he ripped it off. Her hands traveled over his torso. She traveled down to his jeans and unzipped them. He helped her pull them down. His boxers were a little damp with pre cum. She tried to sink to her knees but he stopped her. “I need to fuck you sweetheart.” He tells her. She nods and he pulls down his boxers. She jumps and wraps her legs around his waist feeling his hard dick near her pussy. He positioned himself at her entrance and she took a deep breath. He thrusted in her and she whimpered. Sure she’s been with other guys but Baz was older and much bigger. He let her adjust to his size before he started fucking her.

Her pussy was like a dream for him. He hadn’t really been with a younger woman. Let alone someone who lived in the same house as his family did. “Baz you can move now.” She begged. He thrusted in and out of her like it was all he could do. She gripped his shoulders hard. Her face looked blissed out and it was all he could think about and within 2 minutes he was already close. Her moans of his name didn’t help either. “Baz fuck.” He gripped her neck. “Are you close, baby? Are you gonna cum all of my cock like it’s yours.” He whispered. She groaned and nodded. He felt her clench around him and he cursed. He couldn’t hold back. He came with a grunt. She came right after him. The two fell into a silence after it was over. He pulled out of her and carefully.

He got dressed while she just stared at him. She couldn’t believe what just happened. She felt guilty but knew that she shouldn’t. It’s not like she owes Kath anything. But that wasn’t a great way to look at things. “Well I’ll see you around.” He said and walked out of the bathroom. She was so confused by that. They just fucked and it’s a see you around? 

Baz hasn’t looked in her direction since that night. She felt sick. It was like he got what he wanted and used her like a toy. She wanted to punch him in the face for what happened. She was pissed. Luckily the only person that noticed the tension between them was J. “You and Baz okay?” He asked her. “Yeah why wouldn’t we be?” She asked, playing dumb. She didn’t think that J knew that they had tension, especially sexual. “Because one minute it looked like you guys were gonna fuck and the next minute he won’t even look at you.” Fuck. She wanted to lie and say she wasn’t sure she knew what he was talking about. But who was she kidding? He hit the nail on the head. “Well honestly yeah I don’t know.” She sighs. “So you guys fucked?” She looked at him and debated on telling him. He didn’t give a shit about Katherine. “He won’t even look at me now. I feel sick.” She says with tears in her eyes. “He’s an asshole, he got what he wanted out of you.” J told her but she already knew that. She sighed and agreed with him. What more could she do? 

They had to talk about a job and unfortunately it had to be done at Baz’s house. Y/N thought about not going. She was gonna have J tell her what the plan was but decided against it. She wasn’t gonna let this affect her forever. He wasn’t worth it. They all stood at his kitchen table while Lena watched TV. Baz was getting pissed because the tv was too loud or she was annoying him. It made Pope and Y/N sick. He wasn’t a good father or husband. Baz kept telling her he’d take her to the park but wouldn’t so Pope offered. Pope honestly was a better dad than him and Pope wasn’t a dad. He cared for Lena a lot. Y/N couldn’t even be in his house anymore. She felt sick the countless times Baz yelled at poor Lena. What did she see in him? When everyone was leaving Y/N followed but Baz stopped her. “Hey you wanna stick around and have a beer?” He asked her.

She looked at him like he asked her to kill someone with him. “You want me to stay and have a beer with you after you avoiding me for days?” She asked. He sighed. “Look I know I’ve been an asshole and I’m sorry.” She laughed. A sarcastic laugh. “An asshole? Baz you’re a dick. You fuck me like you’ve always wanted to and then just ignore me. On Top of that you treat your own daughter like shit. Pope is being a better father than you-“ “don’t tell me how I should be treating my kid. You know nothing.” He yelled at her. “Yeah Baz I know nothing. I haven’t been here the past few times you’ve yelled at the poor girl over nothing. You’d rather fuck random bitches than take care of your own daughter im not stupid.” She yelled back. He walked up to her. “So you think you’re just a random bitch to me?” He asked her. “Baz I know I’m not the only one. And frankly I don’t care what you think I am. Whatever this was is done.” She said and walked out of the house. 

“Baz is stealing money from Smurf and he’s talking about moving to Mexico with Lena and some girl.” J tells her. He only told her. Her jaw dropped. Not because of him with some other girl but he stole money from Smurf. She shook her head and shrugged. “Don’t act like you don’t care.” “J I don’t. I told you he disgusts me.” She says. Though she wasn’t sure if she was lying or not. After Katherine disappeared Baz thought she’d come running in his arms but that wasn’t the case. 

“Here I want you to have this.” Baz said and gave her $5000. She looked at him confused as to why he was giving her money. “What’s this for?” She asked him. “Just take it. No questions all right?” She rolled her eyes. “I’m moving to Mexico and I want you to have it.” He told her. “Who’s the girl?” Baz looked at her. “It should be you.” She wanted to laugh or even smack him but it wasn’t worth it. None of this was. “Baz you wanted me for sex that was it. Let’s not act like we had a loving caring relationship and I left you.” “Well we should have and I’m sorry we didn’t.” She grabbed the cash off the table and looked at him.

He was crazy. It wasn’t very often that Baz and her talked after the incident but when they did he brought it up and tried to make up for it. She didn’t want his Money. She didn’t need it. But Baz wouldn’t let her leave without it. “Baz you’re fucking crazy.” She said and kissed him. He kissed back quickly but before the kiss could get heated she pulled away. She didn’t smile or show any emotion. She just walked out of his house. Not looking back.

That was the last time she saw him. When she heard that he got killed she bawled her eyes out for 5 minutes but after that she didn’t. She thought about him a lot. She saw how his death affected the others and she kept their night a dirty secret from everyone but J. In the end she was glad it wasn’t her. She was thankful that they only fucked. Cuz what kind of craziness would she bring feeling elsewise?

[shoukiko]

idk if your requests are still open (sorry if they aren't!! m(_ _)m) but if they are, could i get some headcanons for the ghosts boys? thank yoouuu (* ^ ω ^)

YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES ANYTHING!!!!!!!! BARKBARKRBRAKBRAKBRAKRAKBRA

(I didn't know if I should write about Ajax and Elias or not;;;;)

Call of Duty: Ghosts Headcanons!!!

Keegan

He's good as his job, always getting shit done.

but oh my god is he a bad influence on you

"Want a shot?" "I'm not 21 yet, Keegan." "I asked if you wanted a shot, not how old you were."

On roadtrips he's never allowed to drive, but he will backseat drive. "You should take this highway instead" "I know a faster way" "If you go down this road you could probably reach it easier"

Snores when he's asleep, I feel like he may have sleep apnea or something like that.

HE'S REALLY LOUD TOOOO

Mumbling in his sleep if he's asleep in a chair

That's another thing, he can fall asleep literally anywhere. Chair? Yes. Under the bed? Yes. Under a table? Yes.

He has sharp canines, I don't make the rules. He uses them to open things

He LOVES your scent, he likes having just one thing of yours just to hold and have near.

I don't think he would call you Kid if he was interested in you, I think he'd stick with your name or "Hun". Unless you're older than him, then he uses generic shit like "Babe"

A man of a few words, he gives short answers, pretty blunt, but in text he will ramble on and on~

He likes writing, he finds that it's easier for him to process his words and gives him time to think.

Logan

Good boy, very good and well behaved boy.

Grown man, but good boy

He's actually really mischievous, they took a trip (The team) to Italy while on leave and when visiting the Tower of Pisa he offered to take Keegans photo.

Gesturing for him to lean, pose, scooch back, just so he can get the perfect photo.

Only for him to take it, snickering to himself because he made Keegan pose extremely far from the tower so the photo just looks silly.

Keegan had a good laugh about it, only after he put Logan into a headlock

He does the same to Hesh, always asking for some water, then being like "I didn't ask for this" so Hesh takes it back and when he comes back empty handed Logan is like "Water?"

He's very quiet, way more than Keegan.

He only gives nods or gestures, speaks when he needs to though, like in call outs and such.

He'd call you Love

Whispering sweet nothings into your ear

Can you imagine Cody Callahan doing that? Kill me plz

Hesh

HE HAS A THING FOR HANDS I JUST KNOW IT, I JUST KNOW IT YOU CAN'T TELL ME OTHERWISE!!!!!

HE LOVES HOLDING YOUR HAND AND JUST RUBBING YOUR FINGERS

YOU CAN FEEL HOW ROUGH HIS CALLUSES ARE

HE TILTS HIS HEAD WHEN HE LOOKS AT YOU BECAUSE HE IS JUST SO ENAMOURED WITH YOU

CAN YOU TELL I LOVE HESH, CAN YOU????

He's a gamer boy, console only. Xbox..... Don't argue with me (You can have your own I was /j)

Before shaving his head, he had a hairstyle similar to DJ Pauly D. Let's keep it shaved.

He refuses to have a mustache, just straight up refuses. He will shave the minute he sees it coming in.

Beard or Goatees are pushing it, but he shaves anyways (except the sideburns of course)

That man loves veggies, he's the type to just steam a bunch of em and that's his dinner. Literally just that.

He likes stealing food from you, picking from your plate. If you don't like something, you best believe he's there eating it for you

"David, I'm full" "Give it here, babe."

Merrick

His memory is impeccable

He will always rememebr your favorite things

He's not big on gift giving, but when he does give gifts they're incredibly thoughtful.

Drives a really beat down pickup truck

Calls it his baby girl

Don't judge him >:(

Resting bitch face, eyebrows always furrowed

But then he sees you and his expression softens because he just loves seeing you.

Has the heartiest laugh imaginable, slaps his knee when laughing too

Asks for help putting on his face paint :((((

He just wants a reason to be touched by you

Kick

Earbuds in 24/7 when not on a mission.

He needs music to function!!!

He's the type to put on some hardcore music and pretend he's fighting someone, like the people that imagine their own animation edit when listening to a song they like

He sneaks food to Riley sometimes, when they're all eating, he's the one throwing stuff on the floor for him

Unironically uses "COWABUNGA"

He's just a lil.... ya know... right? Just a little (He's gay)

Kinda short, like 5'6-5'8

Has ADHD

Wears insoles (hims feet hort)

I know he doesn't have a name, but his name is now Hunter Cameron and his last name is Miller

Has freckles and a chipped front tooth

That's all I got :3

for now :3

[so-much-history-in-these-streets]

AFTG PLAYLIST - NORA'S PICKS

(If Nora blogged it or tagged it, it's here - I hope I got them all, feel free to add if I didn't!)

The Foxhole Court Lean On - Major Lazer & DJ Snake I'm Not A Saint - Billy Raffoul State of My Head - Shinedown

The Sunshine Court Breathe - Lo Spirit

Seth Gordon Hey, What's Up - Munn Someone, Please Come Help - Munn

Neil Josten Scars - Boy Epic

Andrew Minyard Numb Little Bug - Em Beihold

Kevin Day I'm So Sorry - Nico Collins Burning Castles - Nathan Wagner

Jean Moreau Bird Set Free - Sia Movements - Daylily

Jean & Neil Used to the Darkness - Des Rocs

Nicky Hemmick Saints - Echos Cat & Jean My Same - Adele Jeremy & Laila Count On Me - Bruno Mars

Jean/Renee Walk Thru Fire - ViceTone She Is The Sunlight - Trading Yesterday

Minyard Confetti - Charlotte Cardin

Neil/Andrew Perfectly Broken - Banners

Jeremy Knox I Am - Tom Walker Best Day Of My life - American Authors

Jean/Jeremy The Other Side - The Greatest Showman Stargazing - Myles Smith

Carry You Home - Alex Warren

Kevin & Jean

Shinedown - Through The Ghost Xavier & Min A Boy Named Pluto - Hailey Knox Jean & Elodie (I’m Guessing, tagged: J&E) All of the Stars - Ed Sheeran Cody Winter Not Like I’m In Love With You - LEW

"To be tagged later" A Friend Like You - Andy Grammer

(tagged as 'not technically a TSC song' or as 'writing' in 2023) You're Not Alone - Saosin Hear Me Now - Framing Hanley Darkest Hour - Astrid S Might Love Myself - Baretooth My Brother - MisterWives Wings - Birdy Depression - Nathan Wagner Love Me Now, Or Lose Me Later - Kygo, Matt Hansen Untagged - (maybe just music she likes) Shots - Imagine Dragon Let's Hurt Tonight - One Republic La Di Die - Nessa Barrett I'm Doing Fine - Mike Waters Who Are You - SVRCINA Stole the Show - Kygo ft Parson James Sound of Surviving - Nichole Nordeman Pieces - Daughtry

[td-rarepairs]

aletyler is great don't get me wrong but did nobody notice the way ezekiel was like "woww eh?" when alejandro helped him up?? imagine a big stupid polycule. aleheatylezeke. flirtatious manipulator x socially blind homeschooler x strategic ambitious girlie x oblivious jock who keeps getting injured. we get the aletyler romantic tension, the aleheather plotline, and an excuse to keep ezekiel in wt longer. it's perfect! then throw the heather-alejandro-cody family dynamic in there. not only does cody now have a mom and dad who won't forget his birthday, he has two extra dads! silly gay dads! the best kind of dads!

and because i can't have polyamory in the sims without a mod, i'll be downloading one soon (and i'll probably get a virus /j)

-sims anon

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[andydrysdalerogers]

Sliding Into Home ~ You Were Enough; You Are Everything

Pairing: MLB!Frank Adler x Abigail Hernandez (OFC)

Synopsis:

After a trade from Boston to Los Angeles, first baseman Frank Adler would seem to have it all. Money, women, an amazing niece, yes Frank should have it all. Except for one thing. One thing that left after a mistake five years ago. Los Angeles should be the chance to start over. Except she is supposed to be in Boston. Not his new medical director.

* A Frank Adler AU x Major League Baseball Story**

Warning: ANGST (i can't stress this enough), second chances, cheating, eventual smut, slow burn, drug use, abandonment issues, betrayal, domestic violence (i may have missed some), flashbacks

Dividers by @firefly-graphics

I do NOT give permission for my work to be translated or reposted on here or any other site, even if you give me credit. DO NOT REPOST MY FICS. Reblogs, comments, likes, and feedback ALWAYS appreciated

Previous: Are You Sure We Aren't Going Crazy

Main Masterlist ~Sliding Into Home Masterlist

It's never easy, staring over somewhere. New town, new people, new life. It's what Frank had been hoping for with the move to LA.  

Not that he would see the love of his life working in the same place. Holding the hand of his former best friend.  No, this was not the life he was imagining.  As he pulled in for his first team meeting a few days later, he tries to shake the feeling of despair. He needed to be focused as he was meeting his teammates for the first time.  

Walking in, he’s met by the general manager, Todd Phelps. “Morning Frank.”  

“Morning, Mr. Phelps.” He shakes hands with the man.  

“Please, call me Todd.  Let me show you around.”  He walked him though the lobby of the offices. “Staff offices, including mine, are here, next level down is the gym and locker room.” He walked towards the double doors and into the space of the Dodgers’ locker room.  Frank walked around, taking in the light wood color of the cubbies, the chairs a neutral color.  It balances well with all of the Dodger blue that exists.  

“This one is yours,” Todd points out.  Frank is in between a J Storm and C Bellinger. He nodded at Todd. “Ok, this way to the team video room.” The noise level increased as they got closer, and Frank took a breath.  

“Alright gentlemen, listen up,” Todd yelled into the room, quieting them. “This is Frank Adler, our new first baseman from Boston.  I want you guys to introduce yourselves as we get this practice going. The preseason will be moving to Arizona as usual but I wanted to start here just so we can blend better. Let's get on the field and warm up.”  

All the men went to change, and Frank went to his locker to see his training uniform.  He sighed.  

“It’s daunting, isn’t?” 

Frank looked at the man standing next to him. Shaved blonde hair, blue eyes, popping gum in his mouth. “Kinda,” he replied.  “Frank Adler,” he offered his hand.  

“Johnny Storm, pitcher.  People call me the Human Torch, you know, cause of the fastball.”  Johnny smiled cockily. “And I know you have one of the fastest gloves in baseball.”  

“True,” Frank smiled. “It’s nice to meet you.”  He started to change.  

“Now, Adler, you single?” Johnny looked at his hands.  “No ring.”  

“Yeah, single but not looking.  Have my niece to look after.”  

“You’d make a good wingman,” Johnny shrugged. “Cody usually went with me but now he’s engaged or whatever and I need a wingman.”  

“Do you not have a filter, Torch?” 

“Nope.”  Johnny laughed.  “C’mon, I’ll jog with ya and we can get warmed up.”  

Practice is practice and Frank hits the showers, ready to go to dinner with Mary and Scott.  The California sun in February is still soft but it still burned a little.  Frank contemplates drowning himself. Johnny wouldn’t shut up, but he was a good distraction from his thoughts.  Thoughts of the genius brunette in the front office, his Cricket.  He shook his head.  No, she was with someone else now. Even if he hated the guy, he would never interfere with her relationship because he had done enough damage in his own.  

Thankfully, Johnny had left by the time Frank got out to get dressed.  He left his number for him, which Frank slipped into his bag as he left.  He was adjusting his watch before he bumped into someone.  “God, sorry. “ 

“It’s ok,” a small voice replied.  Frank looked at the person.  Abby.  

“I’m sorry Dr. Hernandez.”  He stepped around her to leave.  

“Can we talk, Frank?” Abby chewed her lip.  

Frank’s brows shot up as her request. He looked at his watch. “Uh, yeah, sure, I have some time.”  Abby turned and walked towards her office.  Frank followed. It was quiet in the offices.  As he walked into her office, Frank took an appraisal of it.  “You made it,” he said.  

“I guess so,” she replied, setting her files down on her desk but not sitting.  She leaned against the bookcase behind it as Frank stood on the other side.  

“What did you want to talk about Cricket?” 

She glared at him. “Don’t call me that Frank.”  

“Sorry,” he looked down, “force of habit.”  

“Its ok.” Her expression softened.  “I... I just wanted to see how you really are with the move and everything.”  

“We’re fine. Mary is getting used to school.  She started a couple of days ago.” He rubbed his neck.  “Scott is getting the house set up for us while she’s there and then looking for stuff to do.”  

“Scott?” 

“Oh, yeah, he’s our nanny.  Well, he’s also my best friend, since...” he stopped.  

“Oh.” Abby wasn’t sure what she felt, hearing that Frank’s nanny was a man.  Was it relief?  She shook it off.  “So, Mary is getting used to California?” 

Frank studied her, unable to stop the word vomit. “Why do you care Abby? You left her.”  

Abby blinked back. “You forced me to.”  

“I didn’t force you to do anything Abigail. I tried to tell you that nothing happened, but of course other people got in your head.”  

“Mike had nothing to do with...” 

“I didn’t say it was Mike.  But that’s interesting, thanks.” Frank crossed his arms. “You didn’t even give me a chance to explain. Three years together, 10 years of friendship and you believed Mike over me.” 

“I saw the photos, Francis!” 

“The photos weren’t the whole story, Abigail!” 

Five years ago... 

Abby was furious.  She packed her bag with everything she would need right now, taking care to make sure her mother’s necklace and her grandmother’s ring were with her. Her mind was running wild. Was she not enough? Was Mike right, that Frank didn’t get enough at home? She could feel the tears threatening to run down her face as she remembers the photos. Photos of her boyfriend of three years asleep next to someone that wasn’t her.  She bit her lip in an effort to stop the losing battle. Frank stood in the doorway, watching her as she packed.  

“Cricket, please, talk to me. Don’t leave.”  

“No.”  

“Baby, please. Nothing...” 

“Don’t say nothing happened Frank! Don’t lie to me!” She rushed around the room.  In the home that she and Frank had built for their family. For Mary.  

“I know it looks bad but...” 

“What? What can you possibly say to make it better.  Sorry Cricket, but I slept with someone on accident. Do you think I am a fool?” She grabbed her textbooks. “Lies, our whole life has been a lie.”  

“It hasn’t Cricket. I’m not lying.  Please! Just give me a chance to explain.”  

“Fuck you, Frank. You probably wouldn’t have said anything if the pictures hadn’t come out.  If people hadn’t said things to me.” She stopped as her chest heaved, the fear of being less than spread across her chest.  “Am I not good enough?”  

Frank’s face fell. “What? Cricket, no...” 

“Is it because I’ve been so busy? We’ve been busy. Is that it? You asked me to move here, you said you wanted a life with me. To have an adventure...” 

Frank tried to pull her into his arms. “I do, Abby. I’m sorry.” She turned away and grabbed her bags.  “Please don’t go,” he dropped to his knees, “please Cricket, just give me a chance to explain.”  

“I’m sorry Frank but I can’t do this.”  

He threw out his last play. “What about Mary? You’re just gonna leave without telling her anything?” 

Abby turned at the door. “You’re a good liar.  Make something up.”  

Frank watched as the door slammed shut.  

“You never gave me a chance. I tried so hard to get you to listen.” Frank looked at his feet. “But I never stopped loving you, Cricket. Even with how mad you are, were, I never stopped. And I know that this is all my fault. I get that. I broke us because I will always call it a mistake for letting myself get into that situation. You were always enough.  You were everything. You are everything I wanted. I wanted to marry you.”  

Abby felt her lip wobble. “Frankie...”  

“No, just listen, ok? Yes, I would have told you. Steve, he got a statement from the woman, I don’t even know her name, but he took a statement, and she swore nothing happened.” He swallowed. “But I know I broke your trust and I have to live with that.  I lost you and I lost myself for a long time.” He could feel the emotions beginning to bubble up on him. “I’m not asking for you to forgive me, but I will tell you that I am sorry. I’ll be sorry every day.” 

He turned for the door but stopped. He looked at the woman he loved that he stilled loves, and watched as a single tear ran down her beautiful face. “I still love you Cricket, but I won’t interfere with your relationship or your life. As long as you’re happy, I’m happy for you.”  

Abby sobbed and hugged herself. It was all too much. She missed Frank so much. And he was here in front of her, telling her it was ok to be happy without him. But could she? Could she be happy without the man who made her whole world feel complete. “Frankie, I’m sorry too,” she cried.  

Frank strode back over and took her into his arms.  “Its ok Cricket.” He held her tight as she cried. Then he felt it. The ring cutting into his chest.  He pulled back and took her left hand. “I guess he makes you happy.”  

Abby had no words. She pulled back and twisted the ring on her finger.  

“He always wanted a chance.” Frank shook his head. “I guess he won,” he whispered. “I’ll see you around Cricket.” He kissed her forehead and walked away 

Eight Years Before... the night before the draft.   “I’m so nervous I can’t sleep.”   “Frankie, you need to rest.  Gotta look good for the camera. Come, laid down with me.” Abby patted next to the bed.    Frank went to lay down next to her. “Do you think someone will pick me up?”  “I have no doubt about that Frankie.  You’re too talented to pass up.”  Abby took his hand and turned her head towards him.   Frank watched her for a moment. He needed to say this, needed to let her know how he felt.  It had been seven years since they became friends, but Frank knew he wanted more. He wanted her; wanted her to be his forever. It was now or never.   “Will you go with me Cricket? Wherever they take me?” His eyes held out hope.   Abby frowned. Why was Frank being so weird? “You want me to go with you? Frank, I’m still in university. I’m studying for the MCATs and...”  “I know,” he tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.  “But I don’t want to do this adventure without you.”   Abby stared into Frank’s eyes, trying to get a read on him. But all she could see was hope, love and for a flash of a second, desire. She swallowed, scared of her next question. “What are you saying?”  Frank stared right back.  He couldn’t put into words how he felt.  So, he showed her.  He leaned in and kissed her gently on her soft, pouty lips. When he pulled back, her eyes were still closed. “Open them, Cricket.” She blinked open and Frank smiled.  “I’m saying that it was always you. You’re the one I want to have all my future adventures with.”   “Really?” Abby’s heart leapt up into her throat. She had been in love with Frank since that fateful meeting in school. He was her best friend. But he was always something more. And now, now it was the chance to find out if her future really was with him.  “Really Cricket.  Whaddyasay? Take my hand and go on this adventure with me?”  She took his hand and smiled.   “To the next adventure.”  

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this puzzle will be the death of me /j

this audio will be the death of me too. imagine finding this shit recorded on a video tape hidden in a music cassette you found in an abandoned house.

the pieces are in the description though.

- cody.

[wweassets]

Okay I could NEVER be as good as the OG calendar anon but I thought I’d make one since they’ve gone missing. Hopefully y’all like it! <3

January: Happy New Year! Dirty Dominik Mysterio is looking forward to another year of criminal acts and peggings from Mami, he’s so excited at the Judgement Day New Years party that he’s stripped out of all his clothes and has two bottles of champagne going, he pours one dramatically into his open mouth, letting some of it drip out the sides of his lips and down his slender body, the other is held just in front of his dick and balls. He’s holding the bottle there deliberately, not letting us get a look at his junk; only Mami gets to see the goods.

February: Picture the scene: Valentines Day, fancy Italian restaurant, candles everywhere, rose petals surrounding the table. Sitting opposite each other is Tony D and Stacks. Adriana Rizzo is in the background serving cunt (& meatballs!). The two men are sitting so close together, their faces only an inch or two apart, looking lovingly into each other’s eyes. The tablecloth obscures the view for everyone but us, and we can see that under the table Stacks is secretly rubbing his foot against the hardening bulge of The Don.

March: Class is back in session for the Spring Semester at Chase U, but Riley Osborne was late for one of Andre Chase’s lectures. Everyone knows bad behaviour has to be punished! Riley is seen bent over Andre’s desk at the front of the class, his pants dropped to his ankles, with Mr Chase winding his palm back around ready to spank the bare ass of his student. The MVP of Chase U, Duke Hudson is also there, sitting at his desk but with a flushed red face, using a textbook to cover the boner he’s got from watching his twunky tag team parter getting spanked.

April: There’s an Easter egg hunt happening at the PC but Carmelo Hayes (dressed in his slutty crop top and a pair of tiny gym shorts) has been distracted by a trail of candy on the floor leading him into the locker room. His eyes are locked into the candy until they appear on the locker room bench in front of him and stop abruptly in between two powerful oiled up thighs belonging to Trick Williams. Trick is completely naked with a seductive look on his face and is holding an Easter egg in front of his beautiful dick, almost teasing Melo to dig in.

May: The Cinco de Mayo celebrations are underway for Angel Garza & Humberto Carrillo in some kind of dance club. You can tell they they were initially dressed in traditional clothes but they have been thrown to the side and they’re now moving their nearly naked and sweaty bodies along to the music. The men are in tiny thongs that leave VERY little to the imagination. They’re dancing on small tables while everyone gazes lustfully at them and their sensual moves, drawn to the cousins curvy and juicy asses. The camera catches Angel mid twerk, while a horny tío slips a few dollars into Humberto’s bulging thong. The Lotharios can’t help it, they love to show off!

June: Summer is the perfect time for volleyball! It’s a Raw vs Smackdown volleyball game for brand supremacy. Austin Theory & Grayson Waller vs The Creeds. Both teams are wearing speedos that are colour coordinated with their brand. We all know Austin’s is not stranger to a blue speedo 😉 Both teams are shining; is it the sun? sweat? baby oil? who cares, they look like gods! Austin is stood to the left of the picture, his shapely ass spilling out of the tiny blue speedo, watching his glistening partner soaring through the air to slap the ball. On the other side of the image, Julius is jumping through the air hoping to block Grayson’s shot, his heavy shlong protruding obscenely from his speedo. Brutus is still face-down on the sand after initially saving the point, his thick ass pointing to the sky.

July: CAAAAW 🦅MURICA 🇺🇸 happy 4th of July y’all! Cody Rhodes loves America so much that he even sleeps in a bed with an American flag duvet! This candid picture was taken of him just after waking up, one half of his body still tangled in the bedsheet, the other above it, with him laying on his stomach. Silly Cody was very tired the night before and went to bed completely naked, so here he is presenting his smooth All American bubble butt to the camera. A sliver of morning sunlight peeking through the window is perfectly illuminating the curves of his body and ass. Gawd bless the U S A.

August: Bash in Berlin is the first WWE PPV to ever happen in Germany, so what better way to celebrate the occasion that with some German delicacies. WWE has superstars doing promotional work across the country. Oh no, looks like someone forgot their lederhosen 🫢 Ludwig Kaiser will have to be naked instead I guess? He’s in a German tavern, holding a massive overflowing plate of thick German sausages in front of his lean muscular body. Luckily for him, one of the thickest sausages is dangling off the plate in the perfect position to cover his own huge meat.

September: Harvesting season has begun for Brooks Jensen and he’s busy trying to fix this goshdarn tractor. Farming is sweaty work so he’s thrown his plaid shirt to the side. He’s stretching himself across the giant tractor wheel to fix the problem, forgetting that he’s wearing a jockstrap under his denim bootyshorts, and his stretching has given us all an eyeful of his fat country ass framed by a few flimsy bits of fabric. Typical himbo!

October: It’s not such a happy Halloween for Dragon Lee since he’s being chased down backstage by cock-hungry zombies! 😨 he was preparing for a match when the outbreak happened so was caught off guard by the attack, they clawed at his glistening body and tore some of his tiny trunks leaving parts of his ass exposed for all to see.

November: It’s Thanksgiving for the WWE roster and many of them are sitting around a long table, ready to feast. But wait, that’s not a turkey in the middle of the table… that’s Jey Uso’s giant ass! He’s completely naked On a large serving platter and surrounded by seasonal vegetables while his humongous cheeks are being used as the table centrepiece and they look as shiny and delicious as a well-basted turkey!

December: Some people need to just stop fighting and kiss-and-make-up, none moreso than CM Punk and Seth Rollins, and what better way to do that than meeting underneath the mistletoe. They’re both wearing adorable Christmas jumpers but the kiss they’re giving each other is far from adorable. It’s nasty, passionate, sloppy, tongues deep inside each others mouths. Punk’s hand has slipped under Rollins’ pants and has a vice grip on his asscheek, while Seth has one of his wrapped around Punk’s throat. Don’t you just love Christmas?!

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how about yall? double the fun today!!

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Back to lore: oh dang, Seth was 🤏 close to losing his title to Dean Ambrose, Dean won the match at Elimiation Chamber by countout and took off with Seth's belt

Seth's PISSED

"not one of the best, THE best"

[sound on]

God seeing Seth's confidence slip, his tiny little "I don't?"

He talks a big game but he's really just a lil guy who yearns to be praised

That's how Randy got him isn't it, just said nice things to him and Seth MELTED

(Wait, that's how Cody got him too lol, back in the day when Cody was someone Seth saw as higher on the ladder than him, he just showed him respect publicly and probably said something nice in the locker room)

Hi Chelsea

Seth lost his match with J&J because Dean baited him with his belt, but then Dean hit him with a finisher and took the belt back, Seth is suffering humiliation after humiliation, and I'm just picturing him texting Cody like telling him to meet him in his room, obviously Cody has a spare room key, and just like, walking in and not even saying hello or anything just immidiately like, taking off his belt or something as he rages about Kane and Dean and J&J and Roman and all this shit he's being put through (none of it is his fault, obviously) and just like undressing while he complains and finally notices Cody's just sitting there and is like, "what are you doing? come on" and Cody gets up and is like yeah this isn't going to work for me and Seth's like, wait man where you going? Or something, like he's so self absorbed he doesn't see an issue with it At All but then he can convince Cody to stay by apologizing and being Seth Sincere (tm) or something

[@joanofarcisdead: "also oh my god imagine this with stardust though like stardust is literally new to earth and he doesn’t understand humans or human emotions a lot but he knows he likes seth and he doesn’t like seth being sad"]

Because you /know/ it's happened more than once lol Cody being like, you know what? you deal with him so it's just plain clothes, no face paint Cody sitting there with red eyes and a big smile lmao, also Stardust is delighted by violence and anger, so like, him completely missing the reason Seth is undressing and instead misinterpreting it as anger time, yay! Maybe Seth punches a wall or something while he's venting and Stardust just like, throws something like 😀

another thought: but also to your point about Seth being sad, if he ever like, got vulnerable enough to shed a tear in front of Stardust?? Like Stardust wiping it from his cheek and being able to empathize with him on an emotional level because he's expirienced it through Cody's sadness, but still being curious, sorry to keep relating him to a kid but literally like a child being like, what's wrong, why are you sad? Like they know what sad is, they've felt it but they don't totally understand it

But if Stardust can experience Cody's sadness and stuff, if he can /feel/ what Cody feels, although maybe not totally feel it for himself (yet, it would probably come with enough time) that would mean he would have access to the ~feelings~ Cody has for Seth that he keeps hidden, he would know Cody's secret~ (that he's kinda in love with Seth even though he won't admit it and pretends he's not) but wouldn't be able to understand /why/ Cody feels these things, just that he feels something specific toward Seth

Also also also, Cody and Seth experiencing being "in love" in two different ways? Like Cody's a romantic little guy, he feels things deeply and falls fast, but he's had his heart broken so many times and never had a good, healthy relationship that lasted* so he's closed himself off to it as much as he can? And wants to keep things with Seth casual because he knows Seth's just going to end up hurting him BECAUSE Seth doesn't know how to love in a healthy way? Like, he's very self absorbed and assumes Cody knows how he feels about him, how could he not? Seth shows up, doesn't he? there is zero communication between them about stuff, Seth thinks they're good and Cody knows he loves him, Cody doesn't think Seth's into him beyond a casual thing (which is how he wants it to stay, regardless of his feelings, so why would he bring it up?) ((which is why Cody just dips without saying anything))

(*outside of Eden/Brandi, and while I think their in universe marriage came about Very Quickly and seemed like something they both jumped into without really knowing each other (and started out as a very like, marriage of convenience sugar daddy/trophy wife, sort of thing after Cody's traumatic breakup with Damien, but I think they quickly became friends and eventually like, started an actual romantic relationship and I think they both love each other very much and she's the only healthy and lasting romantic relationship he's had, even if he was seeing other people on the side (at least Seth, idk about the indy/aew years), but that's something she knew going into the marraige and relationship and she supports him fully (I don't know much about Brandi's character outside of the ring announcing and stuff on the JBL show but she also might be seeing people on the side, we'll see (again, this is all In Universe, I'm not speculating on the real people's marriage at all)

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Thanks for the tag! Sorry for doing this late lmao

who is/are your comfort character(s)?

Hunter from toh and all the eggs on the qsmp.

lighter or matches?

Oooo, a match is an oldie but a goldie

do you leave the window open at night?

For safety purposes, I usually don't unless its absolutely required

which cryptyd being do you believe in

Ghosts

what color are your eyes?

Brown/Amber

why did you do that?

Don't believe them I'm totally innocent <- guilty

hair-ties or scrunchies?

Hair ties!

how many water bottles are in your room right now?

14038208 (2)

which do you prefer, hot coffee or cold coffee?

Hot take but fuck coffee/s/hj

would you slaughter the rich?

No(I'm coming for you elon musk/j)

favorite extracurricular activity?

Reading! :D

what kind of day is it?

Dawn

when was the last time you ate?

9 hours ago(I was sleeping)

do you love the smell of earth after it rains?

YES YE SYES YDEGHY8UDYHEWIFDSBXIURDCBGUIRBEUI

are you a parent? (all answers qualify)

Nope o7

can you drive?

yeah!

are you farsighted or nearsighted?

None of the above

what hair products do you use?

Natural ones!

imagine we’re at a sleepover, would you paint my nails?

Sure :D

do you say soda or pop?

Soda

something you’ve kept since childhood?

My least favorite color is "MaRooN"

what type of person are you?

The relaxed, laidback person who randomly blurts the most unhinged shit imaginable. I wouldn't be so sure about the relaxed, laidback but usually I'm the least "likely to be arrested for throwing a donkey down a river in a bathtub" person in the room. Yeah.

how do you feel about chilly weather?

Lovely when you're indoors, in a cozy blanket reading a tender book, not so lovely when your fighting tooth and bone against frostbite <:

if we were together on a rooftop, what would we be doing?

Chatting about whatever, or playing a board game if it's not too windy!

perfume/body spray or lotion?

Yes

a scenario that you’ve replayed multiple times?

A lot of personal ones

about how many hours of sleep did you get?

On good days 8h, but my average is 6h

do you wear a mask?

My skin is a mask.

how do you like your shower water?

Medium rare.

is there dishes in your room?

Noep

what type of music keeps you grounded?

Idk honestly, a mix of classical and modern probably.

do you have a favorite towel?

Her name is Ebony Dark'ness Dementia Raven Way

the last adventure you’ve been on?

Navigating the trenches called "the music industry"/serious joke tone indicator.

is there a song you know every word to by heart?

Most of them are made by me but I loveeeee Cody Fry(I belive that's his name) pieces omg.

how many times have you changed your url?

Once, I used to be Weadhfhrerieo or something similar to that😭😭😭

someone in your life, other than a relative, you’ve known for 10+ years?

3ish friends that I'm still in touch with

a soap bar that smells good?

Yes

do you use lip balm?

My lips keep on cracking due to how dry my home is sooooOoo lip balm is pretty much my life

did you have any snacks today?

Yeah

how do you take your coffee?

Tea

an app you frequently use besides this godforsaken site?

Sometimes I watch yt, sometimes I'm on reddit.

what’s your take on spicy foods?

BEST THING TO EXIST I REPEAT

you get a free pass to kill anyone, who is it?

Double it and give it to the next person

can you remember what happened yesterday?

I became a fairy

favorite holiday film?

Home alone

when did you first try an alcohol beverage?

19

can i tag you in random stuff?

Be my guest :D

here’s weirder asks

who is/are your comfort character(s)?

lighter or matches?

do you leave the window open at night?

which cryptyd being do you believe in?

what color are your eyes?

why did you do that?

hair-ties or scrunchies?

how many water bottles are in your room right now?

which do you prefer, hot coffee or cold coffee?

would you slaughter the rich?

favorite extracurricular activity?

what kind of day is it?

when was the last time you ate?

do you love the smell of earth after it rains?

are you a parent? (all answers qualify)

can you drive?

are you farsighted or nearsighted?

what hair products do you use?

imagine we’re at a sleepover, would you paint my nails?

do you say soda or pop?

something you’ve kept since childhood?

what type of person are you?

how do you feel about chilly weather?

if we were together on a rooftop, what would we be doing?

perfume/body spray or lotion?

a scenario that you’ve replayed multiple times?

about how many hours of sleep did you get?

do you wear a mask?

how do you like your shower water?

is there dishes in your room?

what type of music keeps you grounded?

do you have a favorite towel?

the last adventure you’ve been on?

is there a song you know every word to by heart?

what’s your timezone?

how many times have you changed your url?

someone in your life, other than a relative, you’ve known for 10+ years?

a soap bar that smells good?

do you use lip balm?

did you have any snacks today?

how do you take your coffee?

an app you frequently use besides this godforsaken site?

what’s your take on spicy foods?

you get a free pass to kill anyone, who is it?

can you remember what happened yesterday?

favorite holiday film?

what was the last message you sent?

when did you first try an alcohol beverage?

can you skip rocks?

can i tag you in random stuff?

[atlasgoodwin]

Fandom meme by @/gehayi

A - Ships that you currently like a lot. (They don’t have to be OTPs because not everyone has OTPs.) Friendships, pairings, threesomes, etc. are allowed.

I have a lot of them, but right now, my main romantics ships are AsoRyuu (TGAA), Edeleth (FE3H) and Amy/Virginia (CC)

B - A pairing–platonic, romantic or sexual–that you initially didn’t consider, but someone changed your mind.

My friends changed my mind on many things over the years, but I don't remember the ships :(

C - A ship you have never liked and probably never will.

Russell and Amy from Criminal Case

D - A pairing you wish you liked but just can’t.

Most of the ships that I don't like are like popular ships from fandoms, for example, in Fairy Tail, I really don't like the main ship Nalu, but I wish I did

E - Have you added anything cracky/hilarious to your fandom? If so, what?

Yes, I made some wonderful masterpieces there and there- But for real, when I'm inspired, I love making shitpost stuff

F - What’s the longest you’ve ever been in a fandom?

I have been in the Criminal Case fandom for 7 years and it's still going let's goooooo

G - Have you ever had an OTP? If so, do you remember your first one? Who was in it?

My first OTP was Luigi/Daisy and to this day, I love them so so so so much <3

H - What is your favorite source text for fandom stuff (e.g., TV shows, movies, books, anime, Western animation, etc.)?

A little bit of everything to be honest, it depends on how I am feeling, but it's mostly video games, western animation and anime

I - Has Tumblr caused you to stop liking any fandoms, if so, which and why?

Not Tumblr, but Twitter did multiple times :/ One example being Super Smash Brothers and if you know... you know rip

J - Name a fandom you didn’t think about until you saw it all over Tumblr. (You don’t have to care about it or follow it; it just has to be something that Tumblr made you aware of.)

I guess Good Omens(?), is that the name? I have no clue what it is, but I know it exists because of Tumblr

K - What character has your favorite development arc/the best development arc?

Stealing my friend Katrina's answer by saying Amy Young from Criminal Case, she went through some insane character development in one district and girl, I feel so bad for you :(

L - Say something genuinely nice about a character who isn’t one of your faves. (Characters you’re neutral about are fair game, as are characters you merely dislike. Characters that you absolutely loathe with the fire of ten thousand suns are exempt, as there is no point in giving yourself an aneurysm over a character that you hate.)

Okay, I don't like Jones (Criminal Case) as much, but I can say that he had an amazing character development in Season 5, I was actually interested to see him grow as a character, even tho I am not a fan of him

M - Name a character that you’d like to have for a friend.

I would love to be friends with Marceline from Adventure Time, she is such a chill person, I wish to be her

N - Name three things you wish you saw more or in your main fandom (or a fandom of choice).

Criminal Case: - More fanarts (that is not of the main characters, like suspects, killers or victims)

-More shitpost memes

-More fanfics (Of characters that I care about- even that, just overall)

O - Choose a song at random. Which ship or character does it remind you of?

Monster from Imagine Dragons AND Skillet reminds me of one of my favorite Criminal Case characters, Duncan Young

P - Invent a random AU for any fandom (we always need more ideas).

I have many AUs in mind, but it would be interesting to see a Victim and Killer switch to see how it would plan out and the different motives!

Q - A fandom you’ve abandoned and why.

The first one that came to mind is Hetalia and it's literally because of Homestuck lmao, I got more interesting in Homestuck so I gave up on the Hetalia fandom

R - Which friendship/platonic relationship is your favorite in fandom?

(Total Drama) I do not ship romantically Cody and Sierra at all, but I really love them platonically, it has so much potential to be an amazing platonic ship, until All Stars happened,,,

S - Show us an example of your personal headcanon (prompts optional but encouraged)

I need to do a list of headcanons for my favs, because right now, I have NOTHING in mind D:

T - Do you have any hard and fast headcanons that you will die defending? 

idk rip

U - Three favorite characters from three different fandoms, and why they’re your favorites.

Tess Goodwin (Criminal Case) - She is so intriguing as a character, at first, I didn't like her (that was like 9 years ago lol) but became so attached to her and I have a massive crush on her,,, I also love to analyze her so much

Kazuma Asogi (The Great Ace Attorney) - Wonderful well written character that I got attached to quickly, I won't spoil TGAA, but the only time I cried in TGAA was because of him aofbwoifbwos

Edelgard Von Hresvelg (Fire Emblem Three Houses) - She is a mixed feeling in the fandom, but I cannot stop thinking about her. Like Kazuma, so well written!! Love her design, love her personality and she is so fun to analyze!!

V - Which character do you relate to most?

Ivy (Carmen Sandiego 2019) physically and personality wise, I have a lot in common :)

W - A trope which you are virtually certain to hate in any fandom.

hmmmmmmmm

X - A trope which you are almost certain to love in any fandom.

hMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM

Y - What are your secondhand fandoms (i.e., fandoms you aren’t in personally but are tangentially familiar with because your friends/people on your dash are in them)?

The only one that comes to mind is Star Trek (Thanks Katrina), because I know the other fandoms very well sdoibgfobgoer

Z - Just ramble about something fan-related, go go go! (Prompts optional but encouraged.)

I love fanart so goddamn much, I don't care if it's not for me, I still love love love LOVE IT so much!! People are so talented, it's insane and I wish they could share their passion and motivation with me please i am desperate ;o; oadbfoiwebigfwer

[peakyblinders1919]

Runaway

The burning in her lungs was familiar for a cross country runner like her, but this time it was different. She wasn’t racing towards the finish line; she was trying to run away from something. Someone.

She knew a bad thing when she saw it, that was just the way life was for someone like her; practically growing up on the streets of Oceanside, you learned to trust your gut.

That’s why she couldn’t believe she was running now. She hadn’t seen it.

It had taken until date number three to realize Kyle Ruiz was like every other boy trying to get her to pull her pants down for him in the backseat of his car. Sure, she always knew him to be a bit handsy, but just because she’d let him slip his hands under her shirt on date two, didn’t mean that allowed him access to the rest of her whenever he wanted. Parked out by the beach where they watched the sun lower to the horizon where sky met ocean, he tried again, hands wandering south as they kissed. 

She pulled back abruptly. And when she told him “no”, told him firmly to “stop it”, apparently it was hard to hear her or he suddenly didn’t speak fucking English because it didn’t make him stop. Hands, scalding hot, continued their descent down under her skirt until she slapped him across the face. He retaliated, ego bruised, and the only way he knew how to make it up was continually forcing himself onto her. She struggled, seeing red, until she landed her Converse to his side and scrambled out the door.

Running but with no destination in mind was familiar too. It seemed to be a not-so-subtle metaphor for her life, running, always running towards the end goal that she knew nothing about. She’d been running for so long, she was starting to fear it didn’t exist. 

Her feet had taken her far across the city and beach. But not far enough. Headlights opened by a sickening familiar truck blinded her from down the road, and she had no choice but to act quick.

That’s how she found herself in the middle of someone else’s backyard. Thrown into the midst of what she originally thought was a wholesome family dinner, she discovered it was actually an infamous Cody family meeting. Wholly undressed, a deer caught in head look gracing her features, the menacing stares she earned from the Cody boys in turn were less threatening than that sleezeball Kyle Ruiz. Right about now, she’d much rather been in the notorious family gang’s presence than his. 

Locking eyes with the youngest, J, she knew all about him. Coming from Oceanside as a bit of a legend herself, it was a wonder how the two weren’t closer. She opened her mouth, though words failed her at that moment.

“Y/N, hey, I thought we agreed we’re studying tomorrow.” 

There was the scraping of his seat against the concrete patio as he stood, the condescending voice of his grandmother asking him,” who‘s the friend of yours baby,” and the intimidating nature of his three cousins either waiting for her answer or to forcefully show her the way out. All followed by the subtle raise in J’s eyebrow as his way to say “play along”.

“Oh, did we? Sorry, must have gotten my days mixed up. I uh.. I can just come back, I didn’t mean to interrupt.” Interrupt whatever it was she literally had ran into.

“Offer her a drink baby. We’ll finish this later.” She was suddenly very aware of her heavy breathing, hair stuck to her forehead cheeks with sweat from her run, and it was obvious her entrance was planned. She could use a getaway.

She followed J inside and took him up on his offer for a cold beer. It was silent as they sipped in unison, not sure when the other would make the first move, ask the obvious question: You know my name?

“Is everything alright?”

“Yeah, yeah.” She lied, eyes glued to the tab on her beer can. “Sorry, I got turned around on my run, I don’t know how I ended up here.” Literally.

“What were you running from?” He was quick to judge, quick to know better than to ask why were you running. Something only an Oceansider would know. Her blank expression was more telling than she thought. “Is there someone following you?”

She looked up abruptly, his voice deep, matter-of-fact, and surprisingly comforting.“No. Not anymore.”

“Was it someone you knew?” He talked with such authority, crossed his arms on a powerful way.

“Kyle Ruiz.” She mumbled under her breathe, embarrassment hidden underneath.

“Kyle Ruiz? What… what were you doing with Kyle Ruiz?” If he sounded the least bit  jealous, he had no right to be.

“Not what he wanted, so I had to get out of there.”

He chuckled. “I thought you were smarter than agreeing to go on a date with Kyle Ruiz. He’s a grade A pervert.” She didn’t know how to accept his compliment and did all in one.

“Are you actually alright?” His voice was softer now as it filled the silence between them. She nodded.

“Does he know where you live?” 

She nodded again. It was the first and last time she’d let a guy pick her up from her house for a date.

“We’ll, you can stay here if you want. Smurf’s got an extra room; it’s like collecting strays is her pastime. I’m sure she wouldn’t mind. I can… we can watch out for you, you know. Kids like us, growing up on the streets of Oceanside, we’ve got to look out for each other.”

It was their first real conversation and she had thought he barely knew her name, instead he was offering her an invitation to stay, as if they were that close.

“Thanks Cody, but I think I can manage.” She finished her beer and for up to leave, overwhelmed by the situation she had found herself in, all because of the situation she’d so dumbly put herself in earlier that night. She was never a charity case, and there was something about the way the silver moon seemed to reflect on J’s green eyes (thought impossible) that made her question things. Was he like Kyle Ruiz, wanting whatever he could get too?

Heading towards the sliding door, she felt his hand grasp her rust, gently holding her in place. 

Cool. His hands were the opposite of Kyle’s; where his left painful burns, J’s was cool and soothing, immediately making her heart slow. Like she was safe.

“Stay,” he said softly before clearing his throat and letting go of her wrist. “Until he’s not angry about not getting his way anymore. As much as Kyle’s a dumbass who can’t pass freshman math, he’s a street smart. Knows how to get what he wants. Until he moves on.” While he had been talking he stripped his bed of the pillows and blanket. A hint of a smile finally crossed his features. “You can stay in here, I’ll have the couch. Goodnight Y/N.”

“Hey, uh, J?” She called, making him look back at her. “Thank you.”

[calif0rnia-lovers]

heatwave.

an: thank you to those who suggested characters for this hc. I typed this on my phone, so excuse the lack of editing. reply below which one is your favorite 🥰

requested characters (in no particular order): angel reyes, jax teller, joaquin torres, johnny tuturro, josh cody, rio

rating: 💙 (except for J. Cody)

sum: there’s a heatwave sweeping the nation. they’re encouraging everyone to have fun, but to stay cool.

“If you think about it, you’re more likely to die in a car crash than you are to be attacked by a shark.”

Your widened eyes lifts from the water gently rocking beneath you. The sight prompts Johnny to continue.

“I’m serious—“

“And not helping, Johnny!”

The uneasy look on your face should erase the smile on Johnny’s face, but it only doubles it in size. The five months you’ve lived in Graceland he’s never seen you scared before. Not even with a gun pointed at you.

“I go out and surf all the time—“

“Exactly,” you continue as he begins to guide your board further into the water. “And I tell you you’re crazy each time.”

“And,” he chuckles. “I come back alive each time.”

Johnny’s words may be truthful, but they do little to ease your anxiety.

As your board drifts further from shore, you silently curse yourself for agreeing to this. After a long day at work, you wanted nothing more than to go to sleep early. Johnny had come into your room thirty minutes after your arrival, the bright smile on his face forcing you to roll over.

“Whatever it is,” you mumbled. “I’m not going to be apart of it.”

“You don’t even know what it is,” Johnny crossed the room before collapsing on your bed. The added weight caused you to bounce lightly against the mattress.

“With you, it’s always trouble.”

“I was gonna ask you to come watch the sunset with me,” he’d smiled, his chin resting against your shoulder. “When was the last time we got to hang out? Just us two?”

The question was enough to make you agree to drag yourself out of the bed you had just laid in, so that you could spend time alone with your best friend.

When he invited you to watch the sunset, you thought Johnny had meant from the shore. You go with Johnny to the beach a lot, you even go in the water, but you’ve never ventured this far out.

You are now wide awake and seated on Johnny’s paddle board. He stands behind you, guiding the board. He may have teased you before, but Johnny does not mention that you sit as close to him as possible.

“Say what you want about sharks, Johnny,” you say, eyes returning to the water beneath you. “But, they’re far less likely to attack us if we’re closer to shore.”

“Let a shark try and roll up on this paddle board—“

“What are you going to do?” Your eyes roll, a tiny smile manages to outweigh your nerves as Johnny’s chuckle fills the air. “Fight it?

“I could punch it in the nose—“

“I doubt that works.”

“I read it online—“

“So it has to be true?” You tip your head back to see Johnny’s head shaking. The smile on his lips stretches as he meets your gaze. “Besides, I love you, JT. But my faith in you deterring a Great White with a punch is extremely low.”

“Man, whatever.” Johnny kisses his teeth, his eyes rolling as you release a giggle. “If you fall off don’t call me out there to punch a shark, and save you.” He glances down at you, his smile growing at the look of skepticism he finds. “Im serious, I’ll paddle my ass back to shore without you.”

“Like you’d leave me out here. I’m the only person who laughs at your jokes.”

“Look, y/n, I love you but you need to get your shit together.”

Letty’s words widen your eyes, the look of confusion on your face causing her eyes to roll.

“Me? What are you talking about?”

You are met with a temporary silence as Letty cautiously peeks around the edge of the building. Once she is certain the coast is clear, she turns back to you. Shifting the strap of her water gun, she allows the nearly empty weapon to hang by her side.

Letty steps forward, her hands clamping down on your shoulders. Her voice is just above a whisper as her dark brown eyes meet your gaze.

“You need to stop pulling your shots.”

“I am not pulling my shots.”

Letty’s eyes roll for the second time today. “I know we’re playing against your husband, but I am trying to win this game.”

“So am I--”

“Good, so that settles it, next time you see Angel empty the clip.”

She gives your shoulder a reassuring squeeze before disappearing around the corner.

It is Saturday afternoon and you’re currently crouched alongside the back of the clubhouse. The red bandana tied around your left upper arm represents your team’s color. Despite having discarded your t-shirt, leaving you in just your shorts and bikini top, you are sweating buckets.

The game has been going on for nearly twenty minutes. The rules are simple: capture the flag. The team captain has the flag, or bandana, tied around their arm. Once they are shot, the shooter can retrieve the flag. Game over.

You and Letty are the only people on your team not drenched from head to toe. Your other teammates, Ez and Neron, are seated at the front tapped out.

Letty managed to take out Gilly, and you managed to take out her dad. Angel and your five-year-old son are the final teammates on the opposing team.

As you carefully make your way through the parked cars of the lot, finger hovering above the trigger, you realize Letty is right. You might have let Angel getaway, once. When you’d initially snuck up on Angel, your goal was to shoot him—you just needed to get closer. Angel was so focused on scanning the parking lot that he didn’t hear your footsteps as you’d snuck upon him. You would have shot him if your foot hadn’t bumped into a poorly discarded toolbox, the sound giving Angel enough of a heads up to seek cover.

You come to a halt as the sound of shuffling feet breaks your concentration. Spinning on your heels, you pause as you find your son, Danny, standing a few feet away. Your shoulders relax as you lower your gun.

“Hey, sweetheart,” you sigh, wiping your hand against your forehead. “Where’s daddy?”

By the time Danny makes his way back to his father’s hiding spot, a drenched Letty has joined Ez and Neron at the front of the clubhouse.

“Did you find your mom?” Angel asks, watching as your son shakes his head. Peeking over the hood of the car, Angel allows his eyes to scan the lot. “Alright, stay here, I’m gonna go find her.”

Angel only manages to get two steps past the security of the car when he’s blasted by a cool stream of water. Your finger clamps down on the trigger, your son’s giggles drowning out Angel’s screams as tries to avoid the water blasting his chest and face. Trying to avoid crashing into your son and running back into the car, he has nowhere to go. Reaching forward, he groans as you narrowly escape his grip.

You wait until you’ve emptied the remnants of your gun before allowing him to catch your waist. “You owe me a flag.”

A dripping Angel is a mess of breathless laughs as he wipes the water from his eyes. “I can’t believe you turned my son against me!”

“That’s all you got, Wilson?” Joaquín’s laughter drifts across the crowded street. The sound attracting more passing guests. “I thought you’d have better aim than this!”

Seated beneath the blazing sun, Joaquín Torres watches as Sam shakes his head. The grin on the young man’s face tightens Sam’s grip around the orange ball he holds.

Joaquín’s hands rub together in anticipation, his dark brown eyes challenging his friend to end his winning streak. In the last hour, since he’s taken over at the dunk tank, Joaquín has yet to be dunked. The determination between Sam's eyes might stem from the fact that Joaquin dunked him--twice--on the morning shift.

Bright eyes and the ability to talk to anyone have allowed Joaquin to throw off the concentration of each person that has stepped forward to try. Even Sam.

Sam releases a groan as the orange ball slaps the yellow tarp beside the target, and Joaquín’s cocky smile remains intact.

“Whewww,” Joaquín whistles. “You want another round, Wilson? It’s $5.”

“I could just knock your ass off for free,” Sam chuckles as he gathers the balls surrounding the dunk tank. “What’s stopping me from hitting the target now?”

“Don’t be a sore loser, Sam," Joaquin winks. He motions towards the audience. "Donations are going to the kids.”

“Don’t worry, Sammy. I’ll get him for you.”

You wouldn’t have believed it possible, but the smile on Joaquín’s face doubles in size as he watches you catch the ball Sam tosses your way.

“Uh-oh, Torres,” Sam teases, watching as you step up to the yellow tape sticking to the pavement. “Sure you don’t wanna get down, let someone else get dunked?”

"You know me," Joaquin smiles, watching as you study the target. "I'm not one to back down from a challenge."

"Speaking of challenges." Sam pauses as the power behind your first throw echoes silencing the conversations of those standing by to watch. Hitting the outer edge of the black circle, the orange ball dropped to the ground before rolling back towards you. Sam's smile stretches as he briefly glances in your direction. "How about we make things interesting?"

"Interesting?" Joaquin's eyes leave Sam's long enough to watch you bend down to retrieve another ball. "What you got in mind?"

"If Y/N here knocks that cocky smile off your face, you finally gotta ask her on that date."

"Date?"

The loud 'thwack' that follows sends ripples across the bright yellow tarp. The edge of the ball connects with the black circle, bouncing off the side of the metal target. The board beneath Joaquin trembles, a sign of relief in response to narrowly missing that close call.

"Yeah," Sam smiles as he passes you your third and final ball. "You know that date I've been telling you to take her on so I can stop hearing how--"

"A date's fine," Joaquin speaks loudly drowning out the remainder of Sam's sentence.

His narrowed eyes burn a hole into a grinning Sam. The sight seeming foreign to anyone who has worked with Joaquin. The smile that spreads across his lips as he allows his gaze to return to you is the one you have associated with Joaquin for the last month.

It is a smile that comes the instance you acknowledge his presence. Whether it be a simple "morning, Torres," as you pass. Or the moments he catches himself ramblingly excitedly about the mission, only to find you watching him an amused smile on your lips. Or the sound of your laugh as you shake your head, trying not to cave to one of his corny jokes. It is the smile that had the entire unit convince Joaquin was falling hard for the analyst Sam brought in to assist on the mission.

"Hate to crush your dreams of a candlelight dinner, sweetheart, but no one's dunked me--"

Laughter drowns out the splash of water as the board shifts releasing Joaquín into the ice-cold tank. Even beneath the freezing surface, Joaquin can hear Sam's laughter above all the rest. When he finishes wiping the water from his eyes, Joaquin finds you standing alongside the tank.

"How's the water?" The smile on your lips grows as Joaquin pushes his damp hair back from his forehead.

"Not bad," he chuckles. His playful eyes meet your gaze. "You must have really wanted that date."

"So what do I get if I pay for the deluxe special?"

The sound of your voice pulls Jax's attention from the woman behind the wheel of the Mazda parked alongside him. Jax smiles widely as he watches you push the door of your jeep shut.

"I'd have to take you inside and show you."

The playful blue eyes focused on you cause you to arch your brow. "Since when are you afraid of an audience, Teller?"

"You know I'm not, darlin'" Jax chuckles as you retrieve your wallet. "I just know how shy you get. Wouldn't want you to hold back if we're planning on having some fun today."

Dropping the twenty into the jar in his hand, you can't deny your best friend a smile as Jax comes to a stop before you.

The parking lot of Teller-Morrow is full of cars, tables of food prepared by Gemma, familiar faces, and a number of shirtless Sons. The car wash is in full swing. You sat in line for fifteen minutes, listening to the car radio, as the line slowly inched it's way through the gate of the parking lot. The only reason you did not turn around to go home is that you are technically supposed to be working the car wash. You had promised Gemma you’d stop by after your shift at work.

“We need men to get their cars washed too, sweetheart,” she’d reminded you as she walked you out last night. “So come on by after work, bring your bikini and a smile.”

Although your arrival is nearly and hour late, one look around the crowded parking lot has confirmed your suspicions. Jax did not need the help. The prospect of seeing him, specifically, dripping in water and suds was enough to bring every woman in Charming down to the autoshop.

“You’re a little over dressed,” he notes, his eyes passing over your outfit.

“I came straight from work.”

“Hey, I’ve been working,” Jax starts, the rolling of your eyes causes him to chuckle.

“I’m sure you have.” The smile on your face grows as you tug your shirt over your head. “For someone’s whose been working, you’re awfully dry.”

“I had to leave some cars for you,” Jax continues, his eyes lingering on green fabric of your bikini top. “When word spread you’d be here, a whole line of cars showed up.”

“I bet,” you laugh sarcastically.

“Besides,” Jax grins as you bend down to retrieve the bucket of soapy water by his feet. “My job’s to bring in the cars, not wash ‘em.”

“I don’t know.” Your eyes pass over the parking lot. You wait until your gaze returns to his to continue. “I think some of these ladies might demand a refund if they don’t see you wet at least once today.”

“You sure you don’t have an ulterior motive, sweetheart?” Jax’s brow arches, tongue passing over his lips as your eyes drop from his. “If you wanna see—“

Jax freezes, his words getting caught between the breath that catches in his lungs. The remnants from the bucketful of soapy water launched his way drips from his head, down his chest, trickling down to his toes.

The initial shock leaves Jax and the on lookers quiet. Jax runs his hand down his face, wiping the suds away. Blinking, he shakes out his hair. The smile on his face growing as he takes in your playful eyes.

Jax runs his hands through his hair. “Was it worth it?”

You allow your eyes to take him in. A warm blush has crept across Jax’s skin by the times have you’ve finished allowing yourself to admire your handiwork.

“Nope.” The response is not what he is expecting. Jax’s brow furrows as he watches you shake your head. Bending down, you retrieve the second bucket, drenching him before he can move out the way. “Now it’s worth it.”

You only make it two steps before your feet are off the ground, Jax throwing you over your shoulder.

“I was just joking,” you giggle. The sound does little to deter Jax as he carries you across the lot towards the hose. “Jax!”

Music and laughter drift across the backyard of the Cody house. Empty beer bottles and soda cans have been abandoned. The once-bustling backyard is now empty. The party shifted inside to enjoy the steaks and burgers, fresh off the grill, in the sanctuary of air conditioning.

Your arms rest against the hot concrete of the pool’s edge, your cheek pressed against your skin. Eyes closed, you listen to the conversations and music muffled by the glass separating you from your friends.

From the moment your plane touched down at LAX, you have been dreaming of swimming in the Cody’s pool. After mingling and catching up with friends, you haven’t seen since Christmas break, you discarded your sundress and disappeared beneath the cool water.

“Shit, look who decided to fly back out West.” A soft smile finds your lips as the weight of Josh’s hands settles against your waist. “Thought Miss. Ivy League was too good to slum it with us criminals.”

“Trust me, nothing’s changed,” you catch a brief peek at a pair of playful light blue eyes as you look over your shoulder. “I’m only back because I missed the sun.”

J’s chuckle is low, his smile brushing against your shoulder as he guides your hips back to meet his. You could blame the heat as the reason why you don’t move away, say you’re too exhausted to muster up the strength, but the smile on your lips says otherwise. The kiss lingering against your pulse relaxes your limbs, your body thankful you have the edge of the pool to keep you stable.

It is a kiss fueled by a single purpose. To test the waters and disapprove the last conversation you and your ex-boyfriend shared on the phone a week prior.

“When you coming over?” It is a question you knew Josh would ask the moment you’d shared your plans to return home for the summer.

“When I have time,” you’d sighed. “I’m busy, Josh. I’ve got online summer classes, this internship, plus my part-time gig—we’re not in high school anymore. I can’t spend all day hanging by the pool with you.”

The sigh that escapes your lips as J’s fingers slip beneath the strap of your bikini brings a smile to his lips. He's one step closer to getting his answer. The pressure of his lips against your neck, paired with his wandering fingers, is enough to distract your mind from the heat bogging you down.

“‘S that all you missed?” J drags his thumb along the curve of your breast, urging you to answer his question.

Your silence prompts his touch to wander. The pad of his thumb, rolling over your nipple, coaxes out the answer to his question. Before it can slip out, betraying your declaration made when you left last summer, you bite your lip.

You nod your head, the “yep” you manage not sounding nearly as assured as it did in your head. “Well--that and this pool.”

“So, I take it you don’t wanna go inside?” The soft and meticulous kisses he leaves against your neck match the movements of his fingers as they drift beneath the waistband of your bottoms.

“Josh, your uncles are inside--”

“So I guess we’ve gotta do it here then,” he mutters against your skin.

His face tucks against the warmth of your neck as he guides himself into you. Your mind lags, trapped between the wall and the heat of his touch. Time apart has done little to erase your body from his mind. Two years of a whirlwind romance meant J knew how to reel you back in, no matter how much time has passed. He knew where to place his lips and fingers, to shut off the rational part of your brain meant to warn you from falling back into this cycle.

His thrusts are slow and deep, his fingers helping build the pressure in a way that pushes away your initial fear of how you two might appear. Two exes who are incapable of escaping one another’s orbits. Somehow, the only two from the party who were not interested in eating or escaping the record-breaking heatwave. Two exes who can easily be seen if someone bothered to glance away from their conversation to look through the giant glass doors to the backyard.

From the kitchen, the breathless words Josh mutters against your ear appears to be an innocent attempt at catching up. No one would take a second glimpse. Each time you say you’re finished, the two of you fall back into one another’s orbit. But the grin on his face as you clench and tremble against him says otherwise.

“Welcome home, Ivy League,” he chuckles his lips pressing a final kiss against your shoulder, the warmth of his body slipping away as he pushes himself off the wall.

“You got ice cream?”

You glance away from your freshly opened cup of ice cream, to find your husband kicking off his shoes.

“Yep.” Nodding towards the living room, you redirect your attention to the vanilla ice cream. “The boys wanted some.”

Rio nods, eyes passing to the living room where his three sons can be found laying on the floor. Eyes focused on the movie playing, they both quietly eat their ice cream. The flattened Cold Stone bag resting on the counter causes him to pout.

“Where’s mine?”

Sliding your keys across the counter, you take a spoonful of ice cream into your mouth. “Back at the store.”

Rio’s eyes roll, the playful eyes that briefly meet his causing him to reach forward. You skillfully block his hand, a giggle falling for your lips as you shield your ice cream.

“No one knew you’d be home this early,” you ignore the dark brown eyes trying their best to coax you into sliding the cup back within Rio’s reach. “If you would have let me know, I would’ve gotten you some.”

Rio remains where he is as you leave your explanation at that. He watches silently as you make a point of taking another spoonful of ice cream into your mouth. Your gaze lifts, a smile forming as you watch his eyes follow the path of your tongue as you lick the whipped cream for the corner of your lips.

The snide remark stops on the tip of his tongue as Rio takes in the lightweight white crop top and high-waisted cutoffs you wear.

“You went out wearing that?”

“Last I checked, I can wear whatever I want.”

“I’m not saying that,” he starts. His brow arches as he takes a second look at the shorts you wear. “I’m more worried about the poor kid behind the counter. Probably won’t be able to get you outta his head for a week.”

Even if you don’t bother to entertain your husband’s teasing you know who Rio speaks of. The cocky college kid who worked the counter and flirted with every female to enter the store. The same college kid who melted and turned into a blubbering mess each time you smiled at him.

“Rio, stop teasing him,” you had mumbled the last time Rio joined you on the ice cream run. Your hand had slapped your husband’s chest as his arms wrapped around your middle, his chin resting against your shoulder. “It’s not funny.”

“Trust me, you couldn’t handle her, kid,” he chuckled as the poor boy fumbled with the change in his hand.

“What can a girl do?” you sigh, a casual tone falling from your lips. “It’s hot outside. There’s a heatwave.”

“So I’ve heard,” he notes. “You’re walking around with your ass hanging out, fueling every teenage wet dream down the block.”

Your shoulders let off a soft shrug as you take another spoonful of ice cream. Your husband’s gaze drifts lower, ghosting over your spine as your elbows rest against the marble countertop. His grip tightens as you push your hips back allowing your ass to grind against him.

“Jealousy has never been a good look on you, Christopher.”

Rio releases a dry laugh. “So you’re really not gonna share?”

“Nope.” Your playful eyes drift past him to the clock. “They don’t close for a few hours, so you still have time to go get your own. Say hi to my friend for me.”

“Damn,” Rio's head shakes, his hands settling on your waist. “First no kiss—“

“I’m sorry I’m not breaking my neck to greet you with a kiss at the door every time you come home,” the relaxing of your body against his chest, as his arms wrap around your middle, betrays the rolling of your eyes.

“Then, you can’t even share some ice cream?” Rio shakes his head. “With your own husband—“

“Who is grown, and old enough to get in the car—“

“The father of your children—“ He adds, his laughter muffled against the warmth of your neck.

“Oh my goodness,” you giggle pushing his hand away as he tries for the cup from a different angle. “Am I going to be hearing that the rest of my life?”

“Every damn day.”

Dropping your spoon into your cup, you push yourself upright before turning to face your husband.

He softly shakes his head, an amused smile toying with his lips as Rio takes your face in his hands. You stand on your toes to meet him halfway. The kiss he leaves against your lips draws you closer. A smile presses against your lips as your arms wrap around his waist pulling his body closer to yours.

“I’m still not sharing.” Your giggles fill the air before you can fully complete the sentence, the admission causing Rio’s eyes to roll. Your hand lightly presses against his chest. “Guess you’re not a good as you think.”

“It’s all good,” Rio chuckles, hands slipping into your back pocket to guide your hips closer. “That’s not what I want.”

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[wmucody]

CODY: Cupid, Frannie. Both the icons of love in my opinion anyway. CODY: OBVS I was planning this party for Jessie J but really it was to impress you with my shockingly amazing AND creative ways. Trying to blow you away so you couldn't imagine any other planning your parties. CODY: From what I remember the party was black tie.. but also Bangerz Miley Cyrus themed. Some pairing. CODY: I haven't had any official official plans plans but too right I am. When there's arcades and rides, I'm there. CODY: Kobe lives on through me when it comes to the basketball games.

FRANNIE: No, loser, it's Frannie. I guess I'll answer to anything though. Especially from you. FRANNIE: Mmmmmmm. The fact you're not dreaming about me is a red flag. 🤪 How am I meant to compare with Jessie J? FRANNIE: - BUT I am curious. What kind of party did you plan? FRANNIE: I like making you smile, by the way. FRANNIE: Likewise. All of those back to you, too. FRANNIE: Are you heading to the carnival this evening?