#tripple frontier fic

[modernperplexity]

Mine Ch. 1: Homecoming

Chapter Rating: E (18+) Minors DNI, mention of alcohol, substance abuse, suggestive language, abandonment.

Word Count: 4K

A/N: Ahh the day is here and Chapter 1 is finally posted! I apologize for the delay. I had originally planned for this to be up sooner but life happened and my week became more busy than expected. You guys, this first chapter is kind of massive as I am introducing characters and setting up the plot. As I mentioned in my previous post, this is my very first fic so please be kind and bear with me. My asks are open to suggestions, questions, comments, etc. I definitely want to grow and improve as a writer <3

Again, special thanks to @ssuperficialspacecadett, your advice on fic writing was truly helpful! <3 Please, please, please be sure to check out her writing! She is SO very talented!

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Mine Chapter 1: Homecoming

It felt like the billionth-mile marker you had passed on the way to your new apartment. “Almost home, just three more hours to go.” you quietly encouraged your tired self after 18 hrs on the road. You miss the warm kiss of the Florida sun and the palm trees gently swaying in the cool breeze of the beach. The open road ahead was brimming with new possibilities but the closer you came to home, the more daunting it all became. Your hands nervously gripped the steering wheel as you took a deep breath in and slowly out. “It’s the right choice, new job, new era, just with familiar people...It was the right call.” You muttered to yourself, doing your best to quiet the insecure thoughts with your favorite podcast.

You had loved Seattle- absolutely adored it. Your job was amazing, and your apartment beautiful, but tainted. So you pushed through an extra six months after calling off the engagement in an attempt to make the city your own, only to realize you had outgrown it. You had outgrown that relationship too, gave him so many damn chances to fess up about his dubious behavior but drew the line when you serendipitously found a red lacey thong under his bed.

*RINGGG* your phone blared through your train of thought, consequently yanking you back to earth. “Hey, girl! How’s the road?” Michele had been ecstatic at the recent news of your return and proud that you had split with Sam. He was what she often referred to as a “pinche cabron” (fucking idiot). After all, Michele was not the type of person to keep her thoughts to herself. She was always intuitive and strong. Her shoulder being the one you’d lean on time and time again.

“It’s…long” you laughed nervously, “Can’t wait to get my hands on a Cubano and some Tostones.”

“Oh my god! That’s right, you’ve been deprived! I’ll pick some up for us and swing by your new place. Just send me your new address and ETA.”

“You’re an angel! Thank you!” you chirped, your voice betraying your efforts to mask the anxiety boiling up in your chest.

“Hey… you okay?” 

Nothing gets past this woman.

A deep sigh relieves the tension in your body while you shift in your seat, stretching your aching back. “Yeah, just getting in my head. Coming home is the right call…right?”. You almost felt defeated, like you moved across the country and came back with nothing to show for it.

“Absolutely! Honestly, after everything that happened. I don’t blame you. I would’ve done the same thing. You know what? I know just what you need. We’re going out.” 

The next few days were a blur. The moving boxes in your living room were now nearly gone thanks to Michele and a couple of other friends and family that had stopped by to welcome you back home. Thank goodness for their help, your body was so tired from the trip, it didn’t dawn on you until last night that you’d start your new Speech Language Pathologist Assistant (SLPA) job at the speech clinic the next day. 

The clinic had more Speech Language Pathologists (SLPs) and SLPAs than you were used to but that was a blessing honestly. After a day of orientation and introductions, you really felt like you had landed on your feet. The sense of familiarity eased your new job jitters. The lead therapist showed you to your office and you began setting your room up with materials and games for the patients you’d be seeing that day. Lindsay, the sweet SLPA whose office was across from yours, briefly introduced herself and gave you a heads-up about the patients on your schedule. She passed along her notes on the patients who she had seen previously. Their preferences in toys, games, and their progress toward their goals.

“Thank you so much, Lindsay. This is a huge help!” 

“No problem, who’s first on your schedule?”

Your hands scrambled through your notes. “Umm…Camila Morales. Have you done therapy with her before?”

“Nope, must be an initial visit. She’s a little one too, says she’s only 3 years old on her evaluation.”

“Oh, okay. Thanks!” You said as you turned on your heel and continued preparing for the session.

Should be fine. Just interviewing the parent, going over goals, letting the patient get to know me… I got this.

You grabbed your patient’s chart at the front desk as the 9 o’clock patients signed in. Lindsay nudged your side and nodded in the direction of the reception desk as a handsome man in a cap grabbed a pen and a clipboard. “I think that’s your patient being signed in”. With a slight nod, you made your way to meet your first patient of the day. 

“Camila Morales” you called into the waiting room.

Camila slowly and carefully climbed off the waiting room chair as she heard her name. Her dark chocolate curls gathered into two ponytails bouncing as she made her way to greet you.

 “You must be Camila! I’m your speech teacher, it’s so nice to meet you. I’m so excited to show you all the toys we will use for your therapy session today.” You chirped sweetly as you crouched down to her eye level. The corners of her lips slightly curved into a sheepish smile as she held her father’s hand and a light blue stuffed bunny in the other.  

“Morning, Miss. Sorry about Bunzy, she refuses to go just about anywhere without him” he explained. 

Your gaze met the deep brown eyes of the man in the cap. His gaze was strong but warm, his smile immediately charming. “Good morning! Oh please don’t worry, it won’t be a bother.” You give him your name and stretch out your hand “You must be Mr. Morales.” 

“Oh, no. I’m not, uh… I’m Santiago…Santiago Garcia, Cami’s godfather. Fish asked me to bring Cami to her first appointment. He got caught up at work but he’ll be here for the next session.” He breathed. He settled in the chair in your office, watching as Cami eagerly darted to the Dollhouse you brought out for her, already making herself comfortable much to his content.

It took you a moment to register what Santiago said. “Oh, I’m so sorry! I assumed you were her father. Um…did you say Fish?” You said as you grinned at the odd pet name and looked over Camila’s file.

He let out a slight chuckle “I did… My apologies, I meant Mr. Morales...old habits, I guess” he shrugged in awe at himself using a prefix before his best friend’s last name. The way it rolled off his tongue, was unnatural, like a fish out of water.

“Ah,” you smiled, “Got it. Well, today is going to be a pretty easygoing session. I just want to get to know her, let her get to know me, and we will go over her speech goals” You took a packet of speech delay information that you usually handed out to parents and handed them to Santiago. “Please pass along this information to Mr. Morales.. Can you tell me more about Camila?”

Santiago filled you in on Cami’s favorite games, songs, books, and toys. He knew her first words and how frustrated she would get when she could not communicate her wants and needs. He knew Cami quite well and talked about her as if she was his own. She was so comfortable with him, it was easy to see that they had a strong bond. As predicted, the session was a breeze and soon enough Cami was waving goodbye to you as Santiago carried a giggling Cami down the hall, praising her for earning a glittery unicorn sticker. You swear you could hear his smile as he said “Te portaste muy bien preciosa” (You behaved so well, lovely girl).

It was the 5th attempt at coming up with an outfit tonight. The clock was ticking and you knew you were behind schedule. Michele was on her way and she was never one to be late. The room was a mess and your clothes were everywhere. You glanced at your phone which read 8:50 pm. The time pressuring you to settle on a pair of black distressed wide-leg jeans, block-heeled sandals, and a cowl neck camisole. 

Oh my god! Michele is going to kill me. I haven't even done my makeup!

You went for an easy look, foundation, blush, mascara, light shadow, and eyeliner. Not trying to impress anyone tonight, It was a girl's night after all. As you applied the finishing touches to your make-up, you heard the front door that you had left unlocked anticipating Michele’s arrival, creak open. Soon after, her steps echoed down the hall leading to your bathroom.

Shit, out of time. 

“G’damn, mujer, you’re not ready?” She leaned, arms crossed against the door frame.

Your makeup brush hit the vanity and your hands swung up at the sound of her voice, “I’m ready, I swear... I’m ready” You giggled.

“Okay, Slothy McSlothson. I hope you stocked up your fridge with Pedialite cause we’re probably gonna need it later” she chided “I’ll put in the Lyft request and let the other girls know we’ll be heading out soon”

“You sneaky girl! I’ve been rushing thinking it was pre-scheduled!” a playful scoff leaving your mouth.

“What? I know you! I knew you were gonna run late, so I figured I’d get the Lyft when I got to your place.” She shrugged and reached for the bottle of Gin she brought for you and mixed it with mango juice. 

“Here, I thought we’d pregame before the Lyft gets here. I know you can get a little nervous going out sometimes.”

A small gasp left you, “My little Cuban hero, thanks!” eagerly taking the cup and taking a sip, “Where are we going anyway?”

“Oh, you’ll see.”

You heard excited squeals as you walked into the lively Cuban bar, the upbeat Salsa filling the space, almost drowning out their enthusiastic embraces. The friends you hadn’t seen in a few years, Crystal, Lexi, and Naomi, ran up to hug you and Michele. After ordering your drinks you sat at a table near the folding window of the bar. They caught you up on their love lives, work, and family. You tried hard to keep the attention on them and not on your failed engagement but it was only a matter of time before it came up.

“Wait, why are we the only ones talking… what happened with Sam?” Crystal asked.

In an instant Michele looked up at you after taking a sip of her drink, attempting to read your expression to know if she needed to change the subject or not. She could read you like a book. 

Your gaze met hers, “It’s fine” you waived her off “Things with Sam are done, turns out he wasn’t as committed to me or the idea of spending the rest of his life with one person.” 

“Awe shit” Lexi added, “so that means..”

“Yep, found a little souvenir his girl left behind” They all groaned, almost in unison.

“It’s okay, I think I’m better off. I’m relieved I found out before I gave up my apartment or started making any deposits on venues.”

“And you’re back now… who knows, maybe you were meant to course correct and come back home.” Crystal chimed in.

“Either way, you seem like you’re doing great. We’re glad to have you back” Michele smiled and squeezed your hand to reassure you.

The night continued as your group bar hopped from place to place. The warm summer breeze enveloped you as you walked arm linked with your friends. Michele led your group to the last stop of the night. You all but stopped in your tracks when you saw the buzzing neon Live Karaoke sign. 

Well, this is going to be fun.

Frankie couldn’t help his fidgeting tonight, consistently checking his phone for updates on Cami. He wondered if she finished her dinner if she struggled during bath time, or if she gave his mom trouble when it was time to go to bed. He leaned on his mom for support if he absolutely needed to. Only letting her babysit when he was at work or when he ran errands. He was so hell-bent on being a good father and staying out of trouble that he hardly let himself relax. He reasoned he owed Cami that much, especially after Ashley decided to leave. After her frustration with his decision to go on that mission, after he came back distraught by the loss of Tom and the wreck of a mission that he was part of, only to fall into the familiar comfort of his vice. Fed up and devastated, Ashley decided to take Cami to Frankie’s mother’s house after saying she was going out for groceries only to never return. That was the day that changed everything. It was that moment that snapped him back into reality. He needed to do better, be better, for Cami. That was all that mattered.

There was no way in hell Santiago would let him cancel. Not after he, Ben, and Will had planned this night for weeks. It had only been a couple of days since Santiago’s return from traveling around the world. This night was a big deal, it was the first time in a long time they were finally all in one place. Frankie would not hear the end of it if he bailed, especially since Pope was currently staying at Frankie’s until he found a place of his own. Frankie loved his daughter but It did sound nice to let loose with the boys. He had worked so hard to be who he was now.

“Fish, you good?” Santi asked, as he gave him a solid pat on the back “Seemed like you were somewhere else for a sec.”

“Just worried about Cami” he breathed before raising his glass to his lips.

“She’s in safe hands, it’s your mom. She raised YOU, she can handle Cami” Will chimed in and took a sip of his beer.

“You guys have been going on about how you’ve been planning this for weeks and you settled… on a karaoke bar?” Frankie chuckled.

“It was Ben’s idea,” Will and Santiago said in unison.

Ben rolled his eyes, “What? It was an honest mistake, we failed to notice one little detail.” 

“The bar we wanted to go to turns into a club on Saturday nights, and we all know clubbing is not your scene or mine” Will added.

“...and remind me what was wrong with our usual spot?” Frankie pressed.

“C’mon man, It’s a great bar! Brought a date out here last week. Just give it a chance. The live band is great!” 

“As long as you don’t sign me up” Ben gave Frankie a devilish grin and stood up “Ben...Benny…don’t you fucking dare!” Frankie’s grip became tighter around the beer he was nursing.

“C’mon old man, it’s all in good fun! You boys make sure he gets a couple more drinks in him, I’ll be right back” Ben winked as he walked away.

Santiago laughed as Frankie dragged his hands over his face “Tranquilo, I’m sure he just went to the bathroom or somethin’ he’s just busting your balls.” Frankie sighs “He’s right though, you gotta chill... I’ll get us another round”

A group of girls walked by and caught Santiago’s eye as he made it to the bar. Particularly one of the girls. She was pretty- very pretty. He could’ve sworn he’d seen her somewhere. It bothered Santiago for all of two minutes until he decided he’d let it go and focus on the boys. He rounded up the beers he ordered and turned to walk back to the group when he heard you. He recognized your voice. He hardly recognized you without your scrubs on. “Oh shit! That’s Cami’s speech teacher!” he muttered under his breath. He thought it best to keep this to himself, for that moment at least. He returned to the table when his mouth dropped. “No.. way! Is that-”

“Ben. Fucking. Miller…who knew he had it in him!?” Frankie interrupted. His suspicions were half correct. Ben had made his way to sign someone up to the karaoke list- himself. 

Ben taps the mic half haphazardly and clears his throat “Is everyone having a good time!?” the crowd cheers “I said.. Is everyone having a good time!!?” the crowd cheers even louder, “M’names Ben…Ben Miller and I’m about to make it even better.” he chuckled to himself “Alright ‘nuff talk, this one’s for my boys!” he turned to the band drink in hand as they continued the chord progressions to The Boys are Back In Town by Thin Lizzy. 

“That boy…always loved the limelight. He’s eating this shit up” Will chuckled as he shook his head.

“Holy shit” Santiago nodded to the music “not bad either”. He laughed and turned to see a more relaxed Frankie who had his sight set somewhere other than the stage. It seemed that Santiago wasn’t the only one who had noticed you.

The live karaoke bar had the feel of a big theatre with two levels. Each table had a great view of the stage that had a full live band that had an expansive repertoire of songs available for those brave enough to sign up. The stage was impressive and lively, the stage lights changed colors and moved depending on the song of choice.

After getting your drinks, you and the girls decided on a table close to the stage when a guy named Ben went up to sing. He was really into the song- holding on to the mic stand and swinging it around while he sang. The lights turned blue and yellow around him, highlighting his strong features. 

“Wooo Ben!” Lexi cheered,“he’s hot.. definitely your type, Michele”

“Ooh, she’s not wrong Meesh, he’s right up your alley” you added “Wha- oh… okay” you laughed as you realized you and Lexi hadn’t even noticed that Michele had left the table. “Could’ve sworn she was right next to me” you shrugged.

Ben’s song came to a close and the crowd cheered. He definitely was a crowd favorite, from what you had seen, at least. There was a lull for a few minutes while the live band played an 80’s song in the background when the lights turned down and the stage lights turned red. You heard what you thought was the intro to a Queen song and you knew immediately who’d be up there. A sweet and slightly buzzed Michele appeared on stage. “Hi, I’m Michele and this song goes out to my best friend who just moved back to Florida- put your hands together for her!” the spotlight shone on you and the crowd cheered. Your eyes went wide, and your body stiffened. You tried your best not to cower in the heat of the light. All you could manage was a shy smile and wave. After what felt like an eternity, the spotlight shifted back to the stage, as you heard Michele start to sing and dance to the melody of Don’t Stop Me Now by Queen. The stress of being the center of attention left your mouth dry. You needed a drink- desperately. 

Frankie’s gaze followed you as you walked to the bar. He was almost mesmerized, maybe this could be a good night but there was no way he could talk to you. He couldn’t even remember the last time he flirted. His whole world had been consumed by NA meetings, work, and taking care of his little girl. 

“Wow, Fish, she’s gorgeous! At least go buy her a drink. If you don’t, I will, and we both know I’ll go home with more than just her number” Ben breathed.

*smack!* Without hesitation Will slapped Benny upside the head

“Shut up Ben!” Santiago retorted, pausing to look at Frankie. “He’s right, you gotta get back out there. It’s been a while since…just…let yourself have some fun. I’ve seen how you've been gawking at her for the last 5 minutes. If you don’t go, I’ll beat Benny to the bar and we all know. it will be over for you then” he winks.

Frankie turns to Will, who had consistently been the voice of reason. “Pope’s right, at least go talk to her. What have you got to lose?”

“I’ll give you a head start” Benny started counting down with a shit-eating grin “Three…two”

Frankie jerked up and out of his seat, beer in hand almost spilling some on his shirt from the sheer force of the movement “You know what?...Fuck all of you!” he said with a wide smirk and middle finger in the air. He started toward the bar, the men’s laughter fading in the background.

His pace slowed down when he saw you sitting at the bar. He could tell you were kind by the way your eyes sparkled and smiled along with your curving lips when you talked to the bartender. You looked so pretty, so sweet, so…unattainable. There was no way he could talk to you. Frankie started to panic. His mind started to race and think of the many ways he would ruin it. What was the point of even trying to talk to someone new? He had ruined his previous relationship and basically tore his family apart. Why run the risk of going through something like that again? He was more than halfway to the bar when you caught him looking at you.

Fuck, there’s no turning back now. 

Frankie groaned at the thought of the plaguing questions he’d receive from Ben and Pope. He thought it best to bring back a round of beers to ease the embarrassment. 

“I’ll have four Blue Moons,” He said, his body tense as he took a seat on the red stool. 

“You wanna close the tab or leave it open?” 

“You can go ahead and close it..thanks.” He said as he shifted in his seat, reaching for his wallet in the back pocket of his jeans. The bartender placed the beers on the bar and placed the customer's receipt and a pen in front of him. Frankie was about to sign when he noticed something.

Tequila Sunrise………$6.45

His gaze lifted to look for the bartender, “Uh.. this isn’t my-”

“I think he mixed up our receipts” a kind voice sweetly interrupted. 

“I couldn’t toss back four bottles in one sitting if I tried” You shrugged, and smiled at the handsome stranger, “Do you mind?” 

“Not at all” he motioned to the seat next to him.

“Rough night, I take it?”

“Oh uh…nah these aren’t all for me but if I was having a rough night, this would be the part where it starts to get better” he flashed you a half smile before taking a sip of his beer. That was the moment when you really noticed his features. The hook of his nose, how his locks curled and peaked under his hat, the small target tattoo on the hand that held his beer.

God, he’s gorgeous.

“So.. tequila, huh,” he said as he handed you your receipts.

“Yeah... I uh, needed something a bit stronger after my friend’s shout-out. It was sweet, but If I’m being honest don’t like being the center of attention.”

“I get that. Well..welcome back. I’m Frankie by the way” he stretched out his hand and shook yours. Your heartbeat reacted to the way his touch felt on your skin. 

You both watched the following performances, giggling as you created silly backstories for each person and why they selected the song they were belting out on stage. This was nice, definitely a breath of fresh air in comparison to the handful of dates you had recently been on- your attempt at getting “back out there”. This wasn’t even a date but you couldn’t help but notice how effortless and natural it felt. You talked about your childhood and your favorite beaches to visit. How you used to love stargazing while listening to the sound of the crashing waves, it was your favorite thing to do especially on a bad day. Frankie shared what brought him to Florida, how he enlisted with his best friend, and what prompted him to begin his career as a pilot. His eyes lit up when he talked about flying, his passion and pride on full display. The beers he had ordered stood forgotten, highlighting the time that had passed.

“Oh wow, I uh.. should get back to my group, and by the looks of it your friends might be needing their beers chilled” you chuckled “But it was really nice talking to you, Frankie,” You said hopping off the barstool.

“I had a great time talking to you too, Hermosa. I hope you have a great rest of your night” His deep chocolate-brown eyes scanned yours. “You too,” You said as you smiled and turned, ready to head back to your group.

“Wait!” he reached out, his fingers gently curling around your wrist, “I didn’t get your name”. The pen the bartender left out came in handy as you reached for it with one hand and held his with the other. Frankie couldn’t help but stare as you bit your lip while you wrote down your name and number on his palm, carefully drawing a small heart next to your name. 

“Call me sometime.”

  “Aaand he’s back! Pope and I thought we were gonna have to go over there and remind you that tonight was for the boys!” Ben teased as Frankie shook his head as he handed the beers to the men.

“So, how’d it go?” Santi prodded.

“She’s great, we hit it off..” 

“You get her number or is my beer dangerously close to being lukewarm for nothin’?” Will chided with a sly grin.

“Awe shit..” Frankie’s brows furrowed at the sight of ink smeared on his palm, “the fuckin beers” His eyes desperately searched the venue, but you were nowhere in sight.

“The hell happened Fish…OH, damn that sucks.” Ben rubbed the back of his neck “Well.. uh..did ya at least get her name?” 

Frankie dragged his hand against his face cursing himself for not being more careful.

Pope padded him on the back “Well who knows.. if it’s fate” he shrugged with a half smile, “you’ll see her again”.

You had spent part of your weekend awaiting a text or a call from Frankie. To your dismay, the only notifications causing your screen to glow were Instagram notifications, promotion e-mails, and texts from Michele, who had been eagerly awaiting an update on your situation. By the time Monday rolled around you had given up hope that the brown-eyed pilot you had met that weekend had any interest. You chalked up your connection to him being overly friendly. It wasn’t like he really initiated. Maybe he wouldn’t have talked to you at all had it not been for the bartender’s mistake. You shrugged and shook it off, there wasn’t much you could do about it.

Monday morning’s alarm came a lot faster than you had hoped. You put on your scrubs and grabbed a piece of toast and a cup of coffee before rushing out the door. You were determined to have a great morning. Listened to your upbeat playlist in the car singing your little heart all the way to work. 

You made your way down the clinic hall, excited to meet your first patient of the day. Opening the door to see a sweet little curly-haired girl swaying her legs in her seat.

“Cam- Oof!” Little Cami crashed into you as her little arms wrapped around your legs, “Hello to you too Cami!” you smiled at her as you heard footsteps approaching.

“Hermosa?” Your eyes went wide at the sound of the voice, his voice.

Chapter 2

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[alwaysdjarin]

Hey how are you? How was your day today?

I just want to say that I love your fics about Triple Frontier!

And I wanna ask for a hug or maybe if you could tell me...

....Today was my last day of work before vacation, I worked my ass hard today, and I'm feeling kind of sleepy, tired, anxious and I don't know, I want to cry (got no idea why). And I kind want some company right now 😔.

What the Tripple Frontier Boys (except Tom I don't like him, sorry), would do when I came home from work today?

What they would do, say...? Could you do a little headcannon about which man?

Thank you for listening to me, I wish you all the good things!

Hey Rach ❤️

I want to give you a BIG hug. I hope you feel better today and as you wished, I have a little headcanon for you.

Hope you like it. 😘🫶🏼

Enjoy.

Santi:

Santi hears you moan, when you shut the front door behind you.

He takes your purse from you and hangs your jacket on the hook.

He puts his hands on your cheeks and looks at you with concern. „Hard day princesa?“

When you nod tired, he leads you to the living room and places you on the couch.

He pours you a glass of wine, turns on your favorite music and while he massages the stress and tension from your shoulders you can tell him how your day was.

When you feel a little bit better, he tenderly kisses your neck.

„Let Daddy give you some relief, princesa. And later we'll plan some trips for your vacation.“

Frankie:

Frankie is working on his truck in the garage, when you arrive at home.

He can already tell from the sound of your voice that something is wrong as you rush past him into the house.

Of course he follows you directly and finds you lying on the couch.

He squats next to you and strokes your head.

„Querida, what can I do for you?“

You cuddle and Frankie fulfills all your wishes.

After cooking your favorite meal, he prepares you a hot bath.

When you come into the bedroom afterwards, he's already laying in your bed.

„Come over querida, I have something special for you.“

Will:

Will's coming home at the same time as you. He was having a stressful day himself.

When he hugs you and you snuggle up to him for longer than usual, he knows what's going on straight away.

He puts his hand on your chin and lifts it slightly to look into your eyes.

„Seems like we both had a shitty day babe.“

He gives you a kiss that almost makes you forget the stress.

You cook a delicious dinner together and Will can't keep his hands off you.

You disappear into the bedroom and give each other a massage while telling each other what happened at work.

Four orgasms later, Will gives you his prettiest smile while caressing your cheek.

„Now I always have this to think about when I have a busy day at work."

Benny:

Benjamin „fucking“ Miller is lying on the couch when you arrive at home.

He snores and the house is a mess.

You shake him awake.

„BEN!“

He's awake immediately.

"Oh...fuck...honey. I wasn't expecting you at this time."

"It's fucking 5pm! I've had an absolutely shitty day and you haven't done anything at home, just sleeping?"

He scratches his head and looks at you with puppy eyes.

"I-I'm sorry hun. Come and sit down, I'll order us something to eat and tidy up in the meantime."

You can't be mad at him for long anyway and let you fall onto the couch with a sigh.

You watch your favorite movie while you eat pizza and before the movie is over, Benny cuddles up to you.

"Since we already know the end of the movie..." His hand wanders under your shirt as he kisses your neck. "…let me make up for my laziness from earlier."

[softlyspector]

I put tripple frontier on my watchlist but I’m refusing to watch it because I don’t have the time for a new hyperfixation and go down a new rabbit hole 🙈

But I know one day I’ll be weak and watch it and at least I know where to run for for fics when I do

We’ll be waiting for you when you do 🫡🫡

[the-little-ewok]

Fic Rec List

As part of my 100 followers celebration I have taken a list of fic recs! (and included some of my own recommendations)

Thank you for everyone who sent them to me! (Happy to do a part 2 if people want to send anymore)

Please go check these out and show the authors some love!

Fics under the cut (it got long)

These are some amazing fics from some amazing writers. A huge thank you to everyone out there who takes the time out of their day to write and post them on here. You are amazing!

From @anetteaneta

The Lonely Child

I would like to recommend you a great short story from @supernovafeather. She's incredibly talented! Her stories with Duke Leto are a masterpiece. Take a look at them!

From @the-scandalorian

Chasing Butterflies by @tuskens-mando

This fic gives me butterflies; it’s so sweet and hot and just a delight to read.

Hurricane by @fisforfulcrum

You know Laura brings the filth and the angst and the best plot lines.

Everything and More by @dincrypt

Sugar Daddy Din is what dreams are made of.

It’s All about What You Want by @thirstworldproblemss

This is such a fun, well-written a/b/o set-up.

From @salome-c

I recommend everything each one of these writers posted here but I chose one so this list can fit here

Latch by @pentechnics

What we lost by @anetteaneta

A guiding force by @im-poe-dameron

Pope's princesa by @hotspacepilots and Down Payment by @jedi-mando from the We were warriors universe

Between the raindrops by @jazzelsaur

Everything @princessxkenobi writes but I'm recommending this one because it was the last one I read (I think) Untouchable

Bonded by @mandocrasis

The Link by @supernovafeather

Third Time's a Charm by @mypedrom

From @fisforfulcrum

Post Script by @reysflyboy

The Game by @just-here-for-the-moment

Cold hands warm heart by @santiagogarcia

The New Mandalore by @thefact0rygirl

Intertidal by @the-scandalorian

Little Rebel by @thefact0rygirl

Extrasolar by @the-scandalorian

Intrasolar by @the-scandalorian

Graceless by @reysflyboy

Tempered Glass: Chapter 1 by @the-scandalorian

Get used to it by @dailyreverie

Forbarance by @pumpkin-stars

frankie morales x f!reader by @frannyzooey

From me

These are my favorite fics. The ones I've read over and over. My comfort fics. My happy place.

Say it again by @fisforfulcrum

Forbarance by @pumpkin-stars

Flyboy by @fisforfulcrum

Always warm in your arms by @zoriis

Revelation by @the-scandalorian

Javier Peña x f!reader by @mypedrom

Directions by @zinzinina

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Catch me crying. This is so nice. And cute omg 🥲

How are you? - been better tbh. Staying alive but don't really know how

How's the weather where you are? -very English

You doing okay? - i wish we weren't in a capitalism hellscape

You staying hydrated? - Uhm. On that note. Let me grab a water real quick

What's something you want to read but can't find a fic for (I can write you something)? It's stupid. But. I saw a interview with Oscar isaak where he was like "Na kill baby yoda" and he dosnt get the hype and now I want to see either din and poe enemies to lover OR santi and catfish (from tripple frontier) arguing star wars. Might not write anything myself because while I do have ideas there is nothing coming out for almost a year now.

How's school/work going? I was in edinburgh over the weekend (its very close to where I live) and was one hour back into the office before I wanted to murder either our customers or my higher ups. So very good😂

What's something that sometimes keeps you up at night? -my brain. I not only overthink everything I also have insomnia (thank you ptsd) and nightterrors. So my brain

What's your favorite genre of movies? - that's a tough one. I dont like rom-coms thought

What's your favorite genre of books? -Everthing fantasy. I am working on my discworld sleeve atm (with sandman homage sprinkled in)

WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE FANFICTION TROPE!?!?!?! -probably either "AND THEY WERE ROOMMATES" or "oh noooo there is only one bed"

Who's your favorite superhero? - movie? Shang Chi -hands down. 10/10. Comics? Probably wanda. Or miles moralis.

What color combination do you like? -I am super basic. Black/red

What did you eat for today? - I didn't eat. I am ill and my stomach just can't held food down

Do you prefer coffee or tea? - tea always

What's your favorite holiday? - Spooky season. I dont like holidays much bc trauma. But I reclaimed spooky season

What's your favorite movie soundtrack? - twilight has some real banger. Black panther was other worldy. But you need to start listening to gaming soundtracks. I swear. It's It's game changer (see what I did there?)

Composer? -All things classic tbh. Right now I am listening to the four seasons BUT a very specific version of it. You find it on YouTube under "Gilles apap"

Actor? - Am I cliché when I say Oscar isaak and pedro pascal?

Actress? So many. Rachel Weisz is the first that comes to mind.

All time favorite movie???- I dont have one. I have a bunch I like to circle. I like Arthouse as much as I like blockbuster and so-bad-its-good- movies

Thank u😭

You and I had the same answer for more than half of these so we're basically best friends now. Sorry, I don't make the rules!!! As to insomnia, I really do hope it gets better soon because you need to rest. I'm now violently showering you with hugs and kisses through the world wide web so you better get them soon friend. I FREAKIN LOVE YOU DUDE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[callsigncatfish]

Would anyone be interested in a Frankie Fic that incorporates the reader within the story of Tripple Frontier Movie and Original Script? Cause honestly that’s all I can think about. My brain is going to explode if I don’t get it out soon....any takers?!?!?

[the-little-ewok]

WIP Preview game

Share the titles of each of your current WIPs, and if your followers ask, share a preview of the one that sounds the most interesting. Send this on to ten mutuals who you are curious what they’re working on.

Thank you for the tag @fisforfulcrum

1. Fluff prompts - Our future - this is actually dropping tomorrow... But is a cute little fluff prompt where Santiago discusses the future with the reader

2. Fluff prompts - The mission brief - another cute little fluff story currently in beta so dropping soon (hopefully). It's a cute little Poe fic about a mission him and the reader are going to

3. Marks - this is the sequel to A Sincere Apology and I'm really excited for this. It's currently in beta but no ETA to drop yet! In this one the reader gives Poe a lovebite...

4. Waiting - another Poe fic and quite a sad one (but it ends happy!). It's all about the reader waiting for Poe to come home again. It's actually ready to post I'm just dealing with prompts first

5. Point of view requests - I'll group these together because there are three... They are all from Poe's perspective and I'm so excited to show them to you! Two rewrites of scenes from Strike Three and the rewrite of the "spelling" scene from A Sincere Apology! (These are dropping soon after the fluff prompts above)

6. Untitled sequel to I'm Scared - this is purely self indulgent fluff and smut about the date the reader and Poe go on after I'm Scared. It's fluffy as heck and almost done! No ETA for this one... I think @the-scandalorian and @fisforfulcrum need a break from my beta asks for least a day or two ;)

7. A cold shower - A little smut fic about Santiago and the reader camping with the Tripple Frontier boys. Santi can't keep his hands to himself... (Very much a WIP but getting there)

8. Work in progress (yep for now that's the actual title )- A little story about how Poe is scared to love because of all the people he lost. It's a bit sad. But it ends happy! Another one written from Poe's perspective (This one is almost done too)

Tags: I'd send it to specific tags but where's the fun in that? I tag all of Tumblr! Everyone come play and consider yourself tagged!

Happy to post previews if people ask! Prompts/requests open :)