Might do some rewrite headcanons of this smut scene to accommodate Addi's bottom dysphoria... but I have no idea how these two are gonna sneak a strap-on into prom. Maybe Addi can hide it under a big dress? Maybe Colt gifts her one? Wait how would he sneak it in then?
'im still so angry that they cancelled, rod and te, i wouldn't be so angry if ride or die had a different ending (like nightbound where you could choose where you end up) but they led us on for almost two years and fed us false hope - i just miss colt :('
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Note: Just reposting this officially onto this blog for posterity in case I delete my old blog. Also, I have ROD brainrot again RIP.
Thought of this idea after playing some other dating sim with the trope of girl that has a crush on a jock even tho her bff since childhood likes her, but won’t admit it. Basically everything is the same in turns of school for Brie pretty much.
The option to fake Logan as a student kinda gave me this idea, wherein he’s the number 1 quarterback in the school. Naturally, he’s popular and hangs in a social circle that reflects that. As a result, he’s “friends” with Brent and Ingrid.
Before coming to LA, he moved around a lot with his adoptive older brother, Vaughn (originally, his older cousin, until he stepped in for Logan’s mom). They moved wherever Vaughn thought they would get more business for his food truck, which eventually led them here. Logan didn’t care so long as they had some form of shelter and a place he could go to school to. Also, he’s just happy to be included in someone else’s life.
Vaughn is the main income provider; however, as soon as Logan was old enough to work, he did part-time outside of his school and sports in order to help Vaughn. As Vaughn had a knack for cars, it was natural that he taught Logan his love for them too, so Logan tended to gravitate to labour involving machines, which ended him up working for Kaneko’s Autoshop. The work is demanding but the pay fair, and it came with some bonuses too.
Logan had only moved to LA about 2 years ago, yet he had made a mark almost instantaneously.
Colt is the childhood best friend of Brie because of their moms’ being best friends since their youth. Colt’s mom (whom I dubbed Yuki) is actually her godmother/aunt and same with Colt and Brie’s mom. They even lived in the same neighbourhood, which was surprising since she was a single mother providing for two, but luckily Brie’s mom was owed a few favours by the landlady.
Growing up, Colt and Brie hung out a lot. They loved to practically do everything together. They ate together, napped together, played together, etc. They even went to all the same schools. They had an inseparable bond, unique to them. Colt was also forced to watch a lot of Sailor Moon and the like as a result, but in turn, he’d make her watch Naruto and Bleach, but was forced to stop by their parents after she kept getting nightmares from certain graphic episodes.
Colt was even friend with Riya. Even though he was only a year older than them both (a few months, Brie would retort), he acted like their older brother of sorts, protective yet mean. He liked teasing them a lot, but mainly Brie, but after going too far one time, and causing her to cry, he toned it down. He was also something of a chaperone for them if they wanted to go places but needed supervision.
They often spent time at the other’s place, since they were next door neighbours. It was normal for them to see the other already at their place and having a snack and making themselves at home.
Brie is also familiar with Colt’s dad, and so whenever Colt spends his weekends with his dad at his apartment, Brie tends to visit. She’s also familiar with his “step-mom”, Chia, and considers her her third mom. In turn, Kaneko is like her 2nd dad, weirdly enough.
In regards to Logan and Colt’s relationship overall, they are rivals and don’t get along usually, meaning that someone has to separate them. At the shop, they work harmoniously but still butt heads, while at school they act like the other doesn’t exist to avoid conflict.
Colt is bitter at Logan because of how he suddenly rolled in one day and became his dad’s new favourite while Colt spent his entire life trying to gain his dad’s approval and praise.
At school, Colt is the outcast bad boy with the motorcycle. Logan is the jock with the sleek car. Brie is the honour student that rides the bus… Very different worlds.
However, a bet with Brent changes all of that… Brent betted that Logan didn’t have the balls to get Brie to fall for him. What’s on the line? 10,000$, and when you’re struggling to get by… you don’t back down from that kinda money.
When Brie first met Logan back when they were Juniors, they bumped into each other and Logan helped her up. Ever since then, Brie has had a crush on him, but hasn’t made a move. She’s seen him mostly in the shop, so she tries her hardest to hang around there. When Colt found out why she has been acting weird and visiting the shop more often, he got livid and his relations with Logan worsened.
It’s not fair when the girl you’ve liked since you were kids falls for some nobody that suddenly enters their life acts like he’s king of the hill.
When Logan began the bet, he faked it that he needed help on his schoolwork even tho he’s doing pretty good already, so that Brie could tutor him. He also introduced her into the world of rallies and parties, and before he could stop it, he fell for her.
He even introduced her to Vaughn, which he has never done before with any other girl. He told her about his life on the road and the hardships he faced and the truth of his situation wherein he lives in the slums, and not somewhere great like how everyone at school depicts.
Logan meant to tell her about his bet, but Colt caught wind of it first and blurted it out.
Riya is an ambivalent friend, rooting for Brie no matter her choice. Evidently, Colt’s family and hers want them to get together. Ingrid and Vaughn are in Logan’s corner cheering him on.
Ellie pulled the hem of the skirt she was wearing self-consciously. When she had tried it in the mall early that day, she had felt sexy, almost unstoppable. But now, leaning against Colt's bike with his arm around her waist, she wasn't so sure. Compared to all the other women there, she felt underdressed and dull. Like a kid pretending to be a grown up.
She always had struggled with her self esteem, even when she knew she shouldn't. She was smart enough to have a full scholarship, had amazing friends and a boyfriend that, even with his cranky personality, loved her. But, as she looked around, she couldn't avoid thinking how different she was from the rest of the women there. They all looked so confident, having fun, flirting around, wearing clothes that she wished to be brave enough to use. Sometimes she wondered if he maybe liked that type more, after all he had been in this world, surrendered by women like these, forever. While Colt was chatting with some guy about his bike, Ellie's eyes drifted around. The music mixed up with the noise of different engines and the voices of the excited crowd, enfolding her while her eyes drifted around, made her curious and a little thoughtful. His attention was in the conversation but his arm kept holding her, near to him, a little possessive, making her feel safe and happy to be with him.
"I'm going for a beer." His voice snapped her attention back to him. The guy had gone and they were alone again. "You want anything, El?"
"Um... No. I'm fine, thanks." She smiled at him.
"Suit yourself." He took her chin and smacked his lips against hers, briefly but intense enough, and stood up, releasing her waist and face. "I'll be right--"
"Well, well, well… What do we have here?" The voice, foxy and deep, came from behind his back where a woman was standing with one hand on her small waist and the other twisting a strand of her long hair between her fingers. "If it's no other than Colt Kaneko in flesh and blood." She grinned as Colt faced her.
"I didn't know you were back in town, Rox." His face was stoic as always, watching her walking towards him, completely ignoring Ellie. I look small beside Colt but, come on, I'm not invisible. The voice inside her complained and she narrowed her eyes at the brunette in front of them.
"I got back a few days ago." Ellie looked at Colt's face but he was serious as always. "I don't even get a hug?" She pouted exaggeratedly, her full lips popping out. "After all the fun we used to have together." She winked flirty. Oh, come on!
Ellie rolled her eyes and took a more detailed look at 'Rox', buffing annoyed. She was tall, probably taller than she was, walking in a pair of high and thin heels wearing just a short black dress with cuts showing her skin in the right places. Leaving little to the imagination, but enough. Her lips were voluminous, painted in a deep red and her hair long, almost to her waist, highlighting her perfect body. She not only is his ex but also is beautiful like a model. And she is shameless flirting with him.
"You know I don't hug." He leaned back to the bike, crossing his arms.
"Not with clothes, you mean." To Ellie's annoyance, she roamed his body with her eyes, noticing his muscles under the clothes. "What a shame. I would love to have you wrapped around me again." She flipped her hair back with her hand. Ugh. This is too much. She agreed with the inside voice.
"Aren't you going to introduce us, babe?" Okay, that was good. Her voice had sounded confident and the 'babe' thing hadn't come up wired. Rox took away her gaze from him, noticing her for the first time.
Before Colt could answer, she giggled, and fixed her perfectly cat-eye eyeliner stare in her. "I didn't know you were into middle school girls now." Ouch. Ellie's cheeks blushed with anger but quickly plastered a smile on her face. Fake, but still a smile.
"He isn't. I'm in college actually." She said, trying to sound as cold as she could.
"A goody two shoes? For real, Colt?" She laughed mockingly. Oh, that is. Game on.
"Cut it off, Rox." Colt took her waist again, rolling his eyes.
"It's okay, babe." Ellie replied, still grinning brightly. "It's true that I still look a little younger. But I guess that it's not a problem you have, right Rox?" She put the perfect amount of sarcasm in the last word.
"No, of course not. I don't need my ID to get in at clubs." Ellie chuckled, leaning against Colt's side, as close as she could, noticing his hold tightening around her.
"I don't doubt it! The bright side is that I will always look younger, even when i”m your age." She looked at him, still smiling, letting her hand casually touch his inner thigh. Who is the goody two shoes now, huh? "You never told me you were into older women too!" Even before watched her, she noticed Rox's anger. Ha! Checkpoint.
"I'm not." He squeezed her waist a bit as she made an exaggerated surprised face, staring at Rox again.
"Oh… I guess I just thought…" She moved her hand dismissively. "Nevermind."
"You thought what?" Her tone wasn't seductive anymore, fuming at Ellie. Perfect, exactly where I want you.
"Well, I thought you were at least 33 but my bad!"
"Excuse me?!" If this reaction didn't deserve a self pat on the back, she didn't know what would. Rox's eyes almost popped out of her face, a mix of fury and horror in them.
"I'm sorry. I guess that your heavy makeup marking the wrinkles around your eyes confused me." Colt snorted beside her as she enjoyed the fruits of her comment. Honestly, it felt really good. Rox stood as tall as she was, sending daggers to Ellie, who still smiled innocently. People really should stop underestimating me. Once more, she agreed with the voice.
"Of course you are mistaken. I guess people don't have to be smart anymore to go to college."
"If you say so." She looked at Colt again, completely ignoring her. "I changed my mind. I want a beer too, babe." She cupped his cheek, leading his face towards hers and passionately crushed her lips with his as he lowered his hand to her hips, pulling her closer.
"Ugh, whatever." She grinned into the kiss hearing her buff followed by her steps leaving them alone. Checkmate, bitch.
When they separated, settling again on the side of the bike, Colt lifted his eyebrow, intently observing her. "Really, El? Babe?"
"What? Maybe it's my new pet name for you."
"She made you that jealous huh?" He cockily grinned, looking at her cheeks flushing, crossing her arms, buffing a little.
"Shut up." He kept gazing at her with the corners of his lips still up with a smug smirk. "I'm not jealous."
"Let's pretend that I buy that." He rolled his eyes, standing again. "Do you still want that beer?"
"Sure thing, babe." Colt stared at her, serious and impasible, in silence. "Okay, yes, sounds weird."
"No kidding." He said ironically and she smirked at his annoyance.
"Yeah, you are too cranky for it." Without another word, he walked to one of the food trucks as Ellie sighed happily. After all, a victory, even the little ones, always felt satisfactory.
