#francisco catfish morales x f reader

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An image of Pedro Pascal's back with his hands on the waistband of his jeans standing in a hotel room with a mirror. Overlay text reads "Sex Worker Frankie AU".

Part 1: Something New(12k)

After a messy divorce you wanted something to ease the pain of loneliness. That something just happens to be the most gorgeous man you’ve ever seen, even if you had to pay for him.

Part 2: Some Other Night(2.1k)

What does it mean when Frankie wants to take you back to the hotel?

Part 3: Something More(9.8k)

You had a debt to repay, and it went against your nature to not settle up. Or, you start a running joke with Pope that escalates into meeting the rest of Frankie’s boys.

Sex Worker Frankie!AU Timeline


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Chapter 2: Revisit

Pairing: Francisco “Frankie” Catfish Morales x F!Reader

Summary: The meeting.

Word Count: 3100

Warnings:Explicit, 18+ MINORS DNI, Sex Worker!Frankie, implied other Triple Frontier Boys!Sex Workers, watch me make up shit about sex work, drinking, allusions to sex with clients (past, non-descriptive), mentions of drug use, discussion of the aftermath of military service, fuzzy feelings in abundance.

Notes: It’s time! Let’s meet the boys!

Cross-posted on AO3

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Sex Worker!Frankie AU Series Masterlist

Frankie is thrumming in the seat beside you, the hand on the wheel twisting and shifting until you can almost see the sheen of sweat on it.

He insisted on picking you up for the barbecue, which has you now sitting in one of your favorite places; the passenger seat of Frankie’s pickup. His right hand is constantly flitting between changing the radio station, holding the gear shifter, and resting on your leg. You’d asked how good Frankie wanted you to look for the boys (he’d stammered and said wear whatever you want) and settled on jeans and a sweater. The early April air was still a little crisp in the evening. Frankie had shown up in a worn denim shirt and his khaki canvas jacket, the one he often wrapped around your shoulders if you got too cold, citing that “he didn’t need to impress these clowns.” His thumb worries at the outside seam of your jeans as you see a cute little colonial home sway in the distance.

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Don’t mind me…just revisiting sex worker Frankie because got I love this so much! The boys are well written. It makes me happy to see them happy The final scene cracked me up but it’s also so sweet!

Catie welcome back to Frankie! I’m so glad you’re enjoying him again! I had such a fun time writing the other boys, they’re just as much a part of Frankie’s life as Ms J and I’m so glad you were having fun along with them. That last scene makes me laugh too, they’re just big old goofballs and I love them all!

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