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sirowsky · 11 months
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--The Beauty of Mechanics--
This is the final of the Birthday Stories!
Description: Frankie's working away in his shop when an unexpected arrival makes him pause. Frankie Morales x Original Female Character.
Rating: Teen Warnings: Meet cute, a bit of shop-talk, fluff, Frankie's just a lovesick puppy. Mechanic!Frankie. AU. Word Count: 1500 Author’s Masterlist
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   The car sounded like it had swallowed a nightingale as it rolled up to the open garage doors of the workshop, and Frankie grabbed a towel to wipe some grime off his hands while he slowly walked out there to greet what was sure to be a new customer.    He didn’t recognize the car or the license plate, so it wasn’t one of his regulars, but he did recognize the make and model of the machine.
   A classic 1967 Mustang, one of his favorites. And this one was in mint condition, all black with silver detailing and tinted windows. An absolute masterpiece.    It looked almost alive and somewhat menacing when it was so well polished and it was clear that a lot of thought had gone into the styling, which was still true to the classic look, but utilized modern materials.
   When he got to the front left corner of it, the driver’s door opened, and his eyebrows shot up as he watched a woman step out and come towards him.    Not because he couldn’t believe, or for whatever reason felt, that women didn’t belong behind the wheel of such a car, but because this particular woman was even more gorgeous than her choice of vehicle.
   She was wearing dark brown worker boots, tight black jeans, and a black silk blouse to compliment the vehicle, but her short Pink!-style hair had a deep purple shade, fading into pale blue at the ends, a look which seriously suited her.    He also noticed that she wasn’t wearing any jewelry but had a Sinn watch around her wrist, a brand which boasts some of the toughest watches on the market, all of which gave him the feeling that this was no delicate flower of a woman.
   “Hey, sorry to drop by without an appointment,” she said while pulling off her sapphire blue Oakley sunglasses, revealing almost golden colored eyes.
   “That’s okay, I’ve got time. She sounds terrible,” Frankie replied, nodding towards the machine.
   “Yeah, I don’t know what happened, she was running fine five minutes ago.    Think you can take a look?” she asked, and he couldn’t help but smile.
   “She’s absolutely beautiful, I’d love to look at her all day. But yeah, pop the hood and I’ll see what’s going on.”
   She did as he asked, and the first thing he noticed was that this engine was custom built and by someone truly talented.    But at first glance, he couldn’t find any obvious cause for the racket, so he asked her to start it up so he could listen to the noise more clearly, and after just a few seconds he signed for her cut the engine again.
   “I’d say it’s probably coming from the exhaust. I’ll need to lift it up to know for sure.    You want me to try and fix it for you right now, or do you wanna make an appointment?”
   “If you have the time to take care of it right away, you’d be making my day,” she chimed, sounding absolutely astounded that he might actually be able to fit her in immediately.
   “Sure, I’ve only got a standard service scheduled for today and that customer is abroad, so it can wait. A beauty like this shouldn’t have to roll around sounding like a freaked-out crow,” he offered, and that made her smile, damned near taking his breath away.
   He asked her to drive it onto the ramp, letting her step out before he raised it, and she remained right next to him when he got to work. He noted that she was careful not to get in his way, though, and she didn’t attempt to criticize anything he did.    Instead, it seemed like she was just eager to learn more about the car and how to take care of it, which only made him enjoy her company all the more.
   “So, you were just out driving when it suddenly started sounding like this?” he asked, both to carry on a conversation, and to learn more about the problem.
   “Yeah, there was no indication at all that anything was out of order, it came out of nowhere,” she elaborated. “Normally, I’d have taken it to my regular mechanic, but he’s on vacation and I don’t trust his colleague with my girl. He’s way too sloppy.”
   “So, no pressure, then,” he chuckled drily.
   “Oh, I already know you’re a better mechanic than that guy, so you can relax,” she reassured him, which really did calm him.
   So many customers, and especially those with fancy cars of any kind, would get so uptight about him not putting a scratch on their expensive toys, that they’d deliberately try and put as much pressure on him as possible.    But this lovely woman was just concerned about him actually fixing the problem, and seemed to understand that adding any tension to the situation was only going to make that harder.
   “Have you done any work on it yourself?” he asked, trying to distract himself from the fact that she was rapidly becoming very attractive, in every possible way.
   “Pretty much the entire exterior,” she started, and he was mildly surprised by that. “I’ve never worked with painting cars, but I’ve been doing it as a hobby since my teens.    I’ve ordered, but sometimes also made custom detailing, like the new headlights and the grill. I love that sort of thing. Tweaking tiny details to achieve the most aesthetically pleasing look, but without taking focus away from the beauty of the entire machine.    I’ve always wished that I could somehow do that stuff for a living, but I’ve just never been able to.”
   Seriously?    With that level of talent she should’ve been working at a custom shop a long time ago.
   “Wow. It’s actually kinda hard to believe that no one’s taken an interest, because the first thing I thought when I saw this car, was that it looks fucking perfect.    You’ve got a really good eye,” he complimented, meaning every word, and she seemed truly grateful to hear it.
   “I just love to make cars look their best. Like stylists do with people, or real estate agents with houses. It makes me feel all buzzed to look at a gorgeously styled car, or motorcycle, or anything on wheels, really,” she elaborated, and for the first time since he met her, she looked a little shy, or unsure.
   As if she wasn’t used to being able to say these things without getting laughed at.
   “Well, I’m just a small business grease monkey, but I’m pretty good at what I do too, and I’m telling you, if I’d only had the means, I’d have hired you on the spot.”
   She smiled so warmly at him as she heard that, and it made something very pleasant spread through his blood.
   It turned out that the problem was just the air intake tube on the catalytic converter, so it was an easy fix, and Frankie was almost a bit annoyed at that, because it meant that he would lose her company much too soon.
   “Okay, all done,” he announced once he’d lowered the car and had her start it up again to make sure that his diagnosis had been correct.
   “Great, I’m so glad it wasn’t something serious.    How much do I owe you?” she chirped, but he just shrugged, suddenly feeling quite unhappy.
   “Nothing. It took me less than fifteen minutes and that tube costs like a dollar,” he said, showing his hands in his pockets to keep them from moving around nervously.
   He really wanted to ask her out, but he felt like there was no way in hell she’d agree to that. He wasn’t nearly cool enough to hold the interest of a woman like that.
   “Oh. Okay…” she replied, suddenly looking so misplaced in his garage, with her quiet but strong confidence and overall powerful look, against the backdrop of clutter and dirt. “Well, if you ever need a paintjob, let me know.”
   “Sure. But I’d need your number for that,” he cheekily pointed out, thinking there was no chance he’d ever get it.
   Which was why, when she stepped over to a really dusty old car-door, standing leaned against the end of his workbench, and wrote her number in the dust, he just dumbly stared at her, unable to say a single thing.
   “I’ll look forward to hearing from you,” she said with a soft curve to her lips, and then she got back into her car and left.
   He stood there, still staring after her, unable to process what had just taken place, when his cellphone started ringing.
   “Morales,” he answered without even looking at the screen to see who was calling, because he was still staring outside, listening for the sound of that gorgeous engine.
   “Hey, Frankie,” he heard Pope on the other end, and the familiar voice broke through the stunned silence in his brain.
   “Santi… you’re not gonna believe what just happened at the garage…”
THE END
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deathc-re · 9 months
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mechanic franky who doesn't let you over at the shop during daytime hours because you always come in those tiny, tiny skirts. Skirts so tiny that if you bent over just a little, he'd get a great full view of whatever panties you're wearing that day. if you even are. the sight and the thought make him so hard he has to stop whatever he's doing and run to his office.
mechanic franky who loves to bend you over whatever muscle car he's working on at the moment every time you come visit him after hours.
mechanic franky who tries his hardest to keep working under this car while you tease and palm his dick through his low-hanging uniform.
mechanic franky who talks about you all day every day to his work buddies
mechanic franky who nearly shed a tear when you brought him his favorite burger and cola for lunch
mechanic franky who loves the way you bounce on his dick in his big, suspended super truck. (a ford f250 super duty to be exact)
mechanic franky who makes sure to clean his nails religiously no matter how much oil and grim get in them because he'd never want to put anything bad or harmful into is darlin'
mechanic franky who sends you the most mouth watering pictures before he heads home from work. muscles and body glistening with all the sweat and oil that covered him throughout the day. veins popping out of his arms, dick print as clear as day through his navy blue uniform that hung low and loosely tied around his hips. showing off his v line and that god damn happy trail. your legs clamped closed at the sight.
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tribus-semitae · 18 days
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@prettyboywarrior
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And he kept going pulling out a bunch of hair care products she had never seen, the most she used was whatever was affordable or available at the motels.
"Ya know what babe....no need to share I don't think I can use that on this bush of mine "
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biohazard-inevitable · 4 months
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THIS MAN IS SO FUCKING TRANSGENDER
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bluebelleisabelle · 6 months
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When Shea Fontana wrote the new generation of Monster High, I don't think she intended for a 19 year old to rely on it while she's having a mental breakdown, but that's precisely what I'm doing 💀
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vitamin-zeeth · 5 months
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Pros of playing a changeling in dnd: unique character with super useful and fun mechanics and lots of opportunity for roleplay!!
Cons of playing a changeling in dnd: I CANT USE ANY OF THE FUCKING ONLINE CHARACTER MAKERS WITHOUT PAYING FOR EXTRA PACKS
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artemiseamoon · 1 year
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Dancer between worlds
A fic for The Moon in May 2023
Status: hiatus, back in December 2023
Moon in May fics/ masterlist
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(Read my 2022 fic here)
Summary: Being head librarian and bookkeeper for the Alliance of Shifters, Sahali spends her days inside the quiet and quaint Hudson Valley branch. When a threat surfaces, one that affects all shifters, the founders of A.O.S seek the help of one of their best investigators; the retired lone wolf Frankie Morales. When Sahali is sent to locate him, her curated world changes drastically.
Warnings: typical warnings for werewolf & shifter stuff (biting, blood, injuries and healing), typical warnings for hunters (hunting, trapping, killing), missing persons, sexual themes and situations (I’m not in a smut mood these days so there won’t be anything explicit)
Themes: supernatural elements, mediumistic abilities, shifters vs hunters, soul mate au
An: I am working on a number of things, so may or may not stick to schedule on this one. We’ll see! As usual, full chapters only post to A03, previews to tumblr.
⏱ as I have time & feel like it
Chapters
Preview on tumblr, full chapters only on A03
0. One pine road | preview | A03
1. The lone wolf | preview | A03
2. Making a decision| preview | A03
3. Title | preview | A03
4. Title | preview | A03
More chapters tba
Characters
Werecat! Sahali
Lone wolf! Mechanic Frankie Morales
Minor / Mentions only
The alliance & staff (see a moodboard at the bottom for the main ones)
Mentions of the TF guys, all wolves
Featured alliance members for this fic
1. Hudson Delmar, Founder & werewolf
2. Emi Bell, Founder & werewolf
3. James, Werebear division rep
4. Bembe, Werecat division rep
5. Ramia, Shifter/witch division rep
6. Demi, Hybrid were/vampire division rep
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Background character mentions
Kai - scout/ agent
Tau - senior investigator/ agent
Moodboards | more | more
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*** there will be background stuff I can’t cover in the main fic. So anything left unanswered will be visited via post fic Drabbles or one shots. 💕
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scop0phob1a-stims · 1 year
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frankie stein !
• ⚡️ 🔧 🧩 | 🪁 💋 | 🧩 🔧 ⚡️ •
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mushiemellows · 3 months
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as some1 whos been digging through the frobin tag on a03 for a few years now wishing upon a star some1 would do anything at all with the machine fucker element <- for lack of better way to put it You are a godsend and staying right here has been living in my head for weeks like hoooly shit finally a fic where robin puts her hands in his chest . thank you for that finally some1 gets it
Yes!! Thank you so much, you’re so kind. ☺️
Yeah, I was totally shocked too at like, not just the lack of smut that uses the real advantages of cyborg fucking. But the lack of Franky smut in general???? It’s 2024 I thought we were all down with this, we live in future times. That one was one of my main motivators for getting the words out there, I was just so shocked at how few people had given a crack at it (and after months of sifting through the tag I decided the best way to see what I wanted in the world was to just do it myself, haha). Franky’s so versatile 😏 and soooo much fun to write. I looooove making up fake robot stuff, and I knew if Robin was going to get under the hood, she’d have to do it in a big way. But I could have definitely taken it even further. Maybe I still will…?
Also, while I’m here, I can’t not point to To Be Wanted by CowboyBiBoh who also has a Robin Gets Her Hands In There Scene (I think chapter 5 or 6?) which is significantly more sweet than my Sticky Bondage Panic scenario.
Staying Right Here’s not quite done, and this totally kind message actually came at just a perfect time. I was kind of moping in bed lol, and the next proper hot scene I write feels like a BIG task. There’s one small chapter update that should be up by this weekend maybe? Then a medium one after that. Both’ll be medium suggestive but not like. How I normally write hahaha. And then Epilogue 3 is going to be a whole different kind of monster, and I’m not going to be a coward about it (🔴😎🔴)
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°˖❀Welcome to the Sweet Treat Shop!❀˖°
Hello and welcome! My name is Al! Welcome to Sugar Coated Machinery, an ask blog for some of my revamped fnaf ocs. On here my main goal is to explore their universe and have some fun interactions with y'all :D
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°˖❀General Blog CW/TWs❀˖°
As this is a blog surrounding fan characters for a horror game, there’s a fair amount of darker topics used/discussed here for backstories, plots, and general information sometimes. Some Examples of these are (but not limited to) the following:
-Talk/Mention of Death and Illness
-Slight Body Horror (pretty much reserved for animatronic characters)
-Malfunctioning Machinery
-General Events of the Uncanny Valley
While most of these are censored/get cut off, I do sometimes miss a few. Please be careful when proceeding through the blog and read through any CWs/TWs given before posts before reading!
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°˖❀Rules❀˖°
Other Canon and Oc interactions are allowed!
Additionally, considering the layout of this au, crossovers/non fnaf ocs are welcome as well. (the lads may just be *very* confused).
Magic/Interactive Anons are allowed. They’re fun!
Nothing xenophobic, racist, homophobic, transphobic, etc.
No strong NSFW.
Semi flirtatious behavior is OK. However, I do ask you keep yourselves classy and only aim that behavior towards characters of age (or robotic characters that present as such.)
Mun chats are welcome if kept semi-on topic of the blog. If not, I'll most likely just redirect you to my main here.
°˖❀Other Important Things to Note❀˖°:
I am a full-time student, so responses may take a bit longer/only consist of shorter replies at times.
Along with this, please keep in mind I am my own person. If an ask makes me uncomfortable, there's a high likelihood that I won't respond to it.
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°˖❀Character list❀˖°
-Charles
-Kit Cat
-Frankie
-Sweetart
-Carter
-James Baker
-Amy Edleson
*Note: Some other side characters may be added depending on how often they're brought up / spoken about. Don't be afraid to try to ask about them if you get curious! :D
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°˖❀General Lore Summary❀˖°
The Charles Entertainment Co. Collaboration Project has been active for a good couple of years, slowly building a name for itself for having fairly advanced robotics and a general aim for an entertaining experience for its customers.
Many employees are unsure of the full extent of the project past that point (or how far their roles are within it). However, when unexplained events occur and are quickly swept under the rug, one can only assume the worst.
Note: How I am thinking of adapting this to general logic for rps is treating this like an au / goofy lil crossover of sorts! The sky is the limit!
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°˖❀Coming Soon❀˖°
TBA
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I hope to talk to you all soon! (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و ̑̑
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the-geek-librarian · 2 months
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Ok so-
@gem-in-the-horizon Hiiiiiiii- I felt like this is what would happen if god forbid, Franky and Fiona meet, like, the first topic of conversation would be the fact that Fiona has dated Agate and isn't really proud of it.
Fiona is my general Oc for Pokemon but I added her to Horizons for shits and giggles and bc I have been looking through your art I thought I'd draw them together, sorry if Franky is in any way out of character in this dtw
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tribus-semitae · 3 days
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Officially changed my blog name coz now I have 3 muses here, sadly the recent member isn't much of a metalhead like the other two but she is strong!
So if you wanna interact with any of the 3 girls, like or send me a dm lets see what we can do!
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Franky- mechanic, vagabond, menace, lover of invetions!
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Vanya- metalhead, fighter, risk taker, a bit of a hooligan sometimes
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Annushka- warrior, honorable, heroic, big labrador energy
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movedtodykedvonte · 1 year
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The fact that people do not make Spamton nearly as doll like as he should be physically is a shame.
Spamton is a puppet! A doll! He def works differently physically seeing as he was literally turned into one. The guy probably can get water logged and would dislike the rain or pools of water. Different colored threads on his body or sealed cracks as that’s how he’d have to heal himself now. No organs so he probably just stores items inside himself, I mean, use all the free space! 
I think him having more life-less or uncanny attributes should be focused on more.
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theperfectawful · 7 months
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mechanic frankie who lives in my brain
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kostimz · 2 years
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G3 Frankie with Fur, Paws, and Electronics for Anon!
🤍🏵️🤍/🏵️🤍🏵️/🤍🏵️🤍
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artemiseamoon · 1 year
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Preview: Dancer between worlds
Chapter one: the lone wolf
Intro/ prologue & fic info
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Words: 3,483
Warnings: missing persons, sexual theme and content
Below is a preview * read in full on A03
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Sahali glanced at the clock, then back at the ominous packet. She’s been in her office for about 10 minutes now and didn’t open it up yet.
She didn’t think much of it at first and figured it was just a random vision, but the missing shifters weren’t the only thing she was getting hits about. The vision of a man came exactly 7 days earlier. She was at home, picking a movie to watch after repotting two plants when it came.
As she sat on the couch, an image flashed in her mind and quickly overtook all her senses.
A pair of hands searching a toolbox
The smells of oil and rubber
Music on the radio; "listen to the wind blow, watch the sunrise, run in the shadows"
A man's head from the back, dark wavy hair with strands of gray peppered in, broad shoulders in a worn shirt, a mechanic suit tied at the waist
Under the smells of the shop, a warm scent of wood, and spice, a barely noticeable touch of vanilla - a scent that's been with her for months now
A strangely familiar and comforting voice, one that echoed in the distance of her dreams
When the vision faded, along with the scents and faint sounds, she blinked it away. Maybe it was a random thing? Maybe imprints of someone's life? She learned over the years to sort things and push stuff back, otherwise, she’d go insane. But, she could never really put it, or him, out of her mind.
The second time she saw him in a vision was two days later, in the same shop. He wasn’t alone, he was speaking to a tall blue-eyed man now, there was a familiarity between them, like old friends. Sahali still couldn't see the brunette's face.
Just as the man was about to turn her way, her phone rang, snapping her out of the vision. Since then, there have been a few others, even one with his hand on the steering wheel of an old truck. Each vision teased his face, or his profile, but never revealed the full thing.
“Okay, get it together - “
She made herself focus, but couldn’t ignore his scent, it was back.
Sahali stepped away from the desk briefly to grab a tea then settled in. Opening the packet, she laid everything out on the long table, then pulled up everything Emi sent her on the computer. The moment she scrolled to his file, her jaw dropped. It was the man from the visions.
Sahali moved closer to the screen, then zoomed in on the picture, her eyes moving over every detail of his face. This photo was taken 6 or 7 years ago, so he’d be a little older now. According to his file, he retired 3 and a half years ago, just months before she came on.
She didn’t see the agents often, only when they came by the building. So even if he did work here still, chances were slim for them to meet. Still, she couldn’t help but wonder if they could have. She also didn’t have access to the files on agents, so never would have seen his picture before this.
Francisco Morales. Code name Catfish.
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