Frankie's favourite bodega sandwich?

So, imagine Frankie's living in New York, what's his go to bodega sandwich? I need to know for...reasons... 😬

I voted for smoked Turkey on a roll with lettuce tomato and mayo. I feel like Frankie would eat it one handed while walking down the street as he goes about his errands because he always has a to-do list that’s never quite finished.

He’ll finish the sandwich, use the napkins but his hands are sticky, licks his fingers because he knows he has hand sanitizer attached to his bi-fold helicopter wallet but Benny took it off the other night to put on his knuckles because he doesn’t make sense.

You offer him some because he needs help. My guy is stressed. Once his hands are clean he figured asking you for your number isn’t insane since you came over to him.

More good luck smoked turkey sandwiches 🥪 in the future hopefully with you on a date. 😎

Nerdie, I love how your brain works!

You know what Mel, I think 🤔 I may tuck this away for another Frankie Friday. 👀 Because Sandwiches.🥪

I’m very glad you do. 🤣

Frankie's favourite bodega sandwich?

So, imagine Frankie's living in New York, what's his go to bodega sandwich? I need to know for...reasons... 😬

I voted for smoked Turkey on a roll with lettuce tomato and mayo. I feel like Frankie would eat it one handed while walking down the street as he goes about his errands because he always has a to-do list that’s never quite finished.

He’ll finish the sandwich, use the napkins but his hands are sticky, licks his fingers because he knows he has hand sanitizer attached to his bi-fold helicopter wallet but Benny took it off the other night to put on his knuckles because he doesn’t make sense.

You offer him some because he needs help. My guy is stressed. Once his hands are clean he figured asking you for your number isn’t insane since you came over to him.

More good luck smoked turkey sandwiches 🥪 in the future hopefully with you on a date. 😎

love's a weed: new dress drabble

Summary: Buttons are fun.

Warnings: Mature (18+). Ruby is a menace. They're gonna bone but I'm not going to write about it.

Pairing: Francisco "Catfish" Morales/OFC!Ruby

WC: 340

AN: Short, sweet, and playful. Peeps are sleeping on the erotic appeal of a good shirtdress.

Dividers by the wonderful @saradika-graphics

love's a weed masterlist

It was getting close to bedtime when Ruby finally walked into the softly lit living room. Frankie was on the couch, reading a book about forest fires that Ruby suggested he might like. She was right. He looked up and sucked in his breath. Ruby looked at him on the couch and felt every nerve ending in her thrum.

“New dress,” he asked.

Ooh! 🤭 They’re so playful I love it. 🥰

“I wish   somebody loved me,“ I’d love you and be your catfish friend and drive such lonely thoughts from your mind

Happy Frankie Friday everyone! ☺️☺️☺️💙💙💙

To celebrate, here's a little update on Frankie & Mouse.

a Chubby!Frankie Drabble

The Catfish & The Mouse: Not his Father

Pairing: Frankie Morales x Fem!Reader Summary: Frankie reflects during Mouse's labor. Rating: None. Word Count: 528 Content Warning: Talk of labor, DUI, drinking, but mainly fluff Author's Notes: Just a little insight into Frankie's thoughts on becoming a dad.

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Frankie is such a good man. 😭 Nothing like his father.

You're not Broken

Frankie Morales x plus size female reader

Fanfiction: Teens and up

Masterlist

Approx word count: ~2200 (I edited a bit after starting my draft post.)

Warnings: references to smut, descriptions of past violent traumatic events, depression, PTSD, minor physical altercation (wasn't intentional), anxiety, self-deprecation, Fluff at the end

Notes: I'm happy to finally have a fit for Frankie Friday! In many of my fics as of late, the angst has been HEAVY, this one is no exception. I tried to include all the warnings I thought would apply, please let me know if I need to add anything. I think at some point depending on what weird, painful, happy or fun path life has taken you down, we all may feel broken at some point.

We're not, we're just humans in an imperfect world just trying to figure it out.

The same question had been nagging your thoughts for the past month, “Why doesn’t he let me sleep over at his house?” You’d been with your boyfriend Frankie for three months, getting to know each other, having mind-blowing sex and having a great time so you thought. You’d even met his daughter, Camilla, who was an adorable two year old toddler a few times. Frankie would sleep at your place, playing big spoon to your little spoon, his strong arms wrapped around you, his chin and scruffy beard against your shoulder and neck. You’ve been to the man’s house, just haven’t stayed overnight in it. You realize it’s dumb, thinking too hard about this, you’ve only been together three months, it’s not that long, but it’s also not that short either, at least to you. He makes sure you get home safe from your dates and calls to let you know he’s in his house safe. 

One night, you decide that tonight you’re going to ask him why, why he doesn’t want you in his house overnight. Frankie doesn’t offer an explanation, only that he didn’t realize that it was that important to you. Instantly, you feel like an idiot for bringing it up. He assures you you’re not and you both go off to bed, sleep soundly and he cooks you breakfast. Slowly, you spend more nights at his house, but it was one particular night within the week you had been staying overnight at Frankie’s house why he was hesitant to have you over.

I'm so happy you had a Frankie Friday fic to share.

I love this. Give Frankie a soft place to land even though that foolish man doesn't think he deserves it. It was so soft and gentle. I hope he gets a good night's sleep.

Ahh! 😭😭 Thank you so much for reading and re-blogging.

I wanted to give Frankie some softness. I know he’s seen a lot, done things he’s not proud of and has guilt surrounding it precisely because he’s a good man. ❤️ I didn’t want to downplay his struggles though.

Series, ongoing

Summary: He comes to you every Friday, in a shady motel on the outskirts of town. 

Week after week, under the crushing weight of his body, you learn to find yourself. Week after week, under the reverence of your touch, he allows himself to heal. Why can’t this last forever, when you’re so good to each other?

Set a few months after the TF events. 

Pairing: Frankie Morales x OFC fem!Reader Written in reader format but Reader is an OFC. There are sparse but still present physical descriptions, she has a thorough background, and a name.

Rating: Explicit 🔞

TW: THERE WILL BE NO TRIGGER WARNINGS ON INDIVIDUAL CHAPTERS. So please tread carefully because there will be (blood) (kidding, just mine) mentions of: PTSD, death, infidelity, suicidal thoughts, self-harm, light bondage, rough sex, size kink taken to the next level, lots of bodily fluids (come spit and sweat, sweat come and spit, the usual suspects), questionable (very bad) decisions, unprotected sex like woa, intense darker Frankie, where’s my feminism at, this man, this man, this man. You know the drill.

A/N: alright orange besties, here we go again, I once more locked up Frankie in a bedroom with a girl... More or less an alternate exploration of my favourite tropes: love at first sight, soulmates, forever love, pleasure and pain, hard sex/sweet love, flourishing through a lover's care and attention, Frankie being a B I G boy... Are you in? 🥺 Also, I’ve never set a foot in Florida, bear with me, I'm trying my best. This is going to be a little rougher kind of Frankie, but still our Pilot™️. I hope you enjoy the flight 🧡 

A very special and heartfelt orange THANK YOU to my love @deadmantis for the moodboards & inspos that went straight into the header for this series 🧡 Deadmantis, I love you in every colour.

Welp, my feminism has left for all Pedro Boys. Frankie is no exception. 🥳

Travelling across Europe with Frankie. Making love in every city you visit. Wandering art galleries, archeological sites, museums, standing together, in awe, in content silence, in front of masterpieces that have seen legions pass before your time. Feeling unique between his arms, because he chose you, because he singled you out.

Blooming under his touch. Thriving through his love. No more fears, no more doubts. Healing together. Under his lips, between his arms.

🧡Happy ❤️‍🔥Frankie❤️‍🔥 Friday🧡, my darling orange besties 🧡

A lovely Frankie drabble. 🥰🧡🍊

this looks like he made a fart noise in his hand and blamed pope...

Drinking after one of Benny’s matches he would. Pope would be offended and start arguing with Frankie in Spanish, Will just shakes his head at how he is the adult right now. Benny waves his hand in his face saying Pope stinks. A slap happens upside Benny’s head. General roughhousing ensues.

Happy Frankie Friday!

I bring you Frankie's sourpuss stank-face at the moment Benny and Will agree to give up their shares of the money, and Frankie realizes he's about to succumb to peer pressure and is going to arrive home empty-handed to find the locks changed and all his shit on the lawn. Sorry, dude. 🤷‍♀️

“Well fuck. No pussy for me when I get home.”

I just imagine him standing in the front yard while his ridiculous shirts float down around him, completely dejected. He picks up the peacock one and gets mad - like that’s the last straw “do you have any idea how much this cost?!” And she’s like “can’t have been more than I spent on bleach trying to get the skid marks out of your underwear!” And the whole neighborhood is like

I’m wheezing and cackling. 🤣🤣🤣 Frankie got done dirty twice. 🤣🤣🤣 And he still didn’t get any money.