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Bookmarked by Smithy_Smith
11 Jul 2026
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Trent smiles. “Oh yes. Second row, left side is ideal. Why do you think you called on me first so often?”
Ted swallows. He thinks of seeing Trent in that first press conference, the streak of silver in his hair, the smile that seemed to always be tugging on one side of his mouth. He thinks about the way it always felt like he was starting something when he called on Trent, like they were entering their own little field of play, a game all their own.
“Gotta be honest, Trent. I don’t think it was the chair.”
Or: Ted wants to know what Trent got up to in Amsterdam, but all the people flirting with Trent keep getting in the way of his questions...
Bookmarked by Smithy_Smith
07 Jul 2026
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If you had told Jody from 6 months ago, Hey! You and Colt actually made up, he got almost killed by that prick Tom Ryder and he’s actually still just as charming and sexy and funny as he was before he broke his back and subsequently your heart, maybe even more so!, she would have slammed the door in your face, poured herself a margarita and cried about it for two seconds before continuing to work on her movie.
She still can’t really believe it, but the evidence is currently flopped on her couch beside her, occasionally sipping from a beer (that he obviously doesn’t like according to the way he grimaces after each sip, what is wrong with him?) and rolling out his shoulders.
His thick, muscular shoulders.
Bookmarked by Smithy_Smith
07 Jul 2026
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While watching Colt be a Girl Dad from afar, Jody thinks about mortality, how she could have lost him, and then how much she loves being able to have this.
Or, a character piece on Jody where she thinks about mortality and immortality, and how we continue on in the lives of others. Sort of.Bookmarked by Smithy_Smith
07 Jul 2026
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your love keeps on coming like a thunderbolt by airplaneconstellations
Fandoms: The Fall Guy (2024)
24 Jun 2026
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He gets the door open and practically falls through it, hoodie over his eyes, his arm stuck halfway out of the sleeve, and his bad shoulder gets wrenched again. He hits the wall (with his good shoulder, thankfully), barely catches himself from completely hitting the floor, and finally un-sticks his arm from the sleeve, yanking the hoodie over his head triumphantly.
When he surfaces from the fabric, Jody is watching him from next to her models table, arms crossed, face expectant like she’s waiting for him to get ready in the morning or something.
“You finished?” she asks, as he tosses the hoodie onto her couch and glares at it.
“My shoulder hurts,” he whines.
Bookmarked by Smithy_Smith
07 Jul 2026
