love's a weed: frankie is the centrefold

Summary: Frankie sends Ruby a pic. It's a team effort to get the perfect one.

Warnings: Mature (18+): life is hard sometimes, male masturbation, implied sex, Ruby is a menace, Frankie is a menace, Benny Miller is a golden retriever but also a menace, talk of dick pics

Pairing: Francisco "Catfish" Morales/OFC!Ruby

WC: 2,000ish

AN: I've missed writing for these two. I've also missed writing for fun. I have been writing for work and it is not fun. It can be interesting but mostly it is not fun. And goodness, I feel rusty. This idea has been floating around in my notes app since forever. I even posted an excerpt for WIP whenever. And now I'm sharing. I hope you all enjoy the return of my sweet, soft children.

If you've haven't been reading along, Lola is Frankie's daughter, Dennis is his nosy neighbour, and Gracie is Ruby's puppy.

Also, if you recognize the title and can sing along, welcome to being old with me. I loved that song so much when I was a kid and didn't have a clue what a centrefold was. I was oblivious to many things growing up.

Dividers by @saradika-graphics

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Three a.m.

It was always three a.m. 

Ruby lifted her head and banged it back against the pillow. Stared at the ceiling.

Waited.

Took a deep breath. In through the nose. Out through the mouth.

Started counting backwards from 700 by 7s. 700…693…686…679…672…665…658…651…644…637…630…623…

Usually as she transitioned from the 600s to the 500s, Ruby would lose her place and start over at 700.

OMG Em!! 💖💖💖

This was so sweet, adorable and hilarious! Benny is a damn menace and excellent hype man. 😆 Explaining to poor Frankie what a DILF is. 🫣

And that selfie whew my upper lip is wet ma’am. 💦

I enjoy Ruby’s dirty talk to Frankie 🔥🔥🔥

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

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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. 🥰

love's a weed: just ripe

Summary: Ruby makes a mess eating mangos and Frankie cleans her up.

Warnings: Explicit (18+). Unprotected PiV sex, Frankie is a menace, eating, lube.

Pairing: Francisco "Catfish" Morales/OFC!Ruby

WC: 1,900

AN: This came about after trading comments with beloved cheerleader @maggiemayhemnj about Ezra and his mouth. I'm still working on the Ezra WIP that exchange inspired (it also involves food) but my mind wandered. I've missed Frankie and Ruby. Every time I've tried to write for them, it's been nothing but grief, anger, and anxiety until this smutty little episode popped into my head. If I can't have some softness, my blorbos should.

Also thank you to @julesonrecord for providing a list of fruit words when I was stuck on the title. I'm still not happy with it but that is entirely my fault.

dividers by the talented @saradika-graphics

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The mangos had called to Ruby in the supermarket. She hadn’t eaten one in ages and she shivered as she remembered how sweet and voluptuous they felt in her mouth. In Toronto, she bought them by the case in Little India and then feasted on them until she felt sick.

Although mangos were now hers and sat on the kitchen counter, they hadn’t called to her loudly enough during the week. She hadn’t been home, and Frankie had packed her lunches. 

The mangos sat on the counter, ripe and threatening to rot.

Tonight, Ruby was sleeping in her own bed. She had had a day that turned into an evening that turned into a late night. By the time she arrived home, it was dark in the house except for the nightlight in the kitchen and moonlight streaming through the windows. She kept the lights off and walked into the kitchen for a glass of water; she saw the mangos. She stared at them as she drank, leaning up against the sink, and decided it was time to eat them before they went to waste.

*adds mangoes 🥭 to her shopping list this week*

For reasons. Valid yummy mouth watering “I need to just think for 5 minutes” reasons. All fine.

MA’AM You combined Frankie, food and f***ing. The three F’s of a peak.

Thank you for this evening reading I shall try and sleep I guess. 😵