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[calabazasweater]

hello hello 👋

ill be taking a break from drawing for some time. unsure of how long that is, but its starting now. hopefully not a year long hiatus like i was once at.

but unfortunately some health issues have surfaced.

at this point i feel like a cvs receipt with how many things ive decided to, unfortunately forcibly, collect.

thank you!

[cricketsatnight]

[calabazasweater]

HE DO

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suggestive! Mel King BUT UNDER MORE

heed the warning. warning warning.

sirens. tweet.

under more

mel king, the woman that you are. oh my gosh

maybe I’ll draw Frank in his stupid “Liquor? If she lets me!” shirt.

[cricketsatnight]

some fun kingdon s3 pipedreamin’

Early in their shift, Frank finds Mel in the break room on her phone. He asks what she’s so preoccupied with, and she responds that she’s fixing up her profile on a dating app.

Frank, who was only stopping into the lounge for a Red Bull, suddenly sits in the chair across from Mel. He swallows, then clears his throat.

"A, uh, dating app?"

Mel looks up at him. She can't really figure out his expression, but she nods all the same.

"Doctor Santos, um, she said I should start to put myself out there more. So, I'm putting myself out there, I guess."

Of-fucking-course it’s Trinity’s idea, he thinks. So Frank nods, drumming his fingers nervously on the table. "She's not wrong, it's— it’s not a bad idea. How's that going for you?"

“Well,” Mel starts, “apparently dates at the museum are not the most desirable thing—”

“Says who?” Frank looks affronted.

Mel shrugs. “Everyone in the 28-35 age range in Pittsburgh.”

Frank is about to say ‘sounds like a bunch of fucking losers, because I think it’s a great idea for a date’ when Mel leans in, turning her phone around.

“Maybe it’s my pictures? Um, Santos said I should use this one,” she swipes to a photo of her laughing with her hair down. She looks absolutely beautiful— carefree, rosy cheeks. He wonders where she was and what even made her smile like that.

Frank wets his lips, then gives a small shrug. “It’s a— a great photo, Mel. You should definitely use that. You look pretty. Super pretty.”

Mel smiles, wrinkling her nose at the photo, as if she’s seeing something for the first time. “Oh. Thank you, I—”

Dana ducks her head into the lounge and tells Frank he’s needed elsewhere. He almost knocks his chair over from how fast he stands.

For the next few hours, Frank keeps hovering around Mel, especially when she’s talking with Santos. He tries eavesdropping. He also tries not to be so obvious, but Santos is catching on fast.

About midday, a Sheriff's Deputy appears at the hub, asking for Frank Langdon. The Pitt is abuzz by this development while Frank makes his way over. He doesn’t seem nervous, but his neck is slowly reddening.

“You’re Frank Langdon?”

“I am,” he answers. He knows what this is.

The Sheriff’s Deputy confirms Frank’s birthdate, then his address. The address Frank gives, which he also mentions, is a sober living facility. It turns out he and Abby have been separated since before he came back, and per their custody agreement, has been living there as transitional housing. Rent also operates on a sliding scale, which is about all he can afford for the time being between the PHP and recouping rehab debt.

He still has his wedding band on at this point, but sheepishly takes it off when he’s putting the divorce papers away in his locker. When he closes his locker door, Mel is standing there.

“How long have you been keeping this a secret?” She asks, looking absolutely crushed. “Is there anything else you’re keeping a secret— lying about?”

Frank tearfully comes clean about the drug diversion. He tells Mel that he didn’t think he could handle her thinking less of him, especially with how close they’ve gotten. She means so much to him now, and he really was just trying to find the right time, but he knows now that it was wrong of him to withhold this like he did. He was ashamed of himself, and still trying to process it on his own, and felt like advertising his many failures was just too much. He was a coward and she deserved the truth. He’s sorry.

Mel is shocked by this— it overwhelms her, and she even looks like she’s about to cry. She tells him she doesn’t think less of him, but this is just too much right now, and they really need to get back to work. She asks him for space.

Eventually Dana finds Mel in the stairwell— a callback to July— and reminds her again that people have their own reasons for doing things. Mel is a good person. Frank is also a good person. Dana tells Mel that it’s obvious Mel sees that in Frank, too.

Dana stands and turns to Mel. “You know, this is better than what I thought was going on.”

“What’s that?” Mel asks.

“I thought he was steppin’ out on his wife with you, kid.” Dana winks and holds open the door for Mel. “C’mon.”

For the rest of the shift, Frank is basically on the verge of lashing out or crying. Robby is hounding him, almost like he wants to push Frank over the edge. Things come to a head in the trauma bay and it’s Mel who literally steps in front of Frank, pointing angrily at Robby, and tells him to fucking stop. She’s furious, and Doctor Garcia is there, looking like her entire opinion of Mel King has transformed into outright hero-worship.

Robby, stunned, babbles a quick apology and leaves.

Later, in the ambulance bay, Frank is standing there alone. He keeps absentmindedly touching the bare ring finger on his left hand. Mel steps outside. Their eyes meet. They don’t say anything as Mel comes to stand at his side and they stand in silence for a few moments before Frank thanks her and apologizes again.

“I’ve never seen you so angry,” he says, a little reverently.

“Well, I was angry. Much angrier at him than—”

“I’m sorry,” he blurts again.

“It’s okay,” she says, watching his face. “I forgive you. It— it must have been hard. Everything you were going through. All of it. I get why that felt like the best decision. It really wasn’t my business, anyway, I guess.”

They’re quiet again, before Frank clears his throat.

“You know, I was thinking I should keep my mind busy this weekend. Today was a lot. I was gonna swing by Fort Pitt tomorrow afternoon and just wander around all day.”

Mel’s brows knit together.

“If you’re not, uh, busy or anything, Mel, I wouldn’t mind the company.”

“Really?”

Frank rubs at the back of his neck. “Actually, I’m sorry, I— I, uh, I haven’t done this in a while. I would love it if you joined me.”

Mel’s face turns red. “Is— are—”

“I’m asking you on a date, yeah,” Frank laughs, then drags his hands over his face, as if doing so could wipe the goofy smile he has away. He can’t.

“I would love that, Doctor Langdon.”

“Jesus, don’t— Mel, c’mon. Just call me Frank.”

“Okay, sorry, um, Frank,” she laughs, shaking her head.

They both take a step closer, until their arms are brushing.

“So, it’s a date?” He glances to her lips.

“Yes. It’s a date.” Mel smiles. “Frank.”

They laugh, then both briefly look away from each other, suddenly shy.

[ Roll credits with scenes of their extremely cute date. And hand-holding. And a kiss. Because I said so. ]

[calabazasweater]

YYYEEAAHHHH

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heed this warning!!!

UNDER MORE

KINGDON!!

puppy Langdon is real to me

no body parts are exclusively shown.

hi trying this post again! heeed the warning

full is on Twitter @calabazasweater

[calabazasweater]

Right, Dr. J? Did you hear her?

no? seems she’s too busy.

sorry santos.

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santos fawning over Javadi, fawning over Cassie..

“I turn to see my sisters face and she is..!”

“Helpless..”

sketch for an upcoming video

while I know it says sister, imagine it like.

santos is flirting with Javadi, only to turn and see her looking toward McKay.

doodle

[nenedotjpg]

kingdon season 3 headcanons (pt. 1)

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BABY TANNER OMG

i feel maternal toward him

[kingdoncrumbs]

good morning kingdon nation let’s all remember today that frank and mel canonically watched fireworks together away from everyone else ❤️ we won ❤️

[cricketsatnight]

SOME PEOPLE may think that the bold, radical narrative choice is to show an empathetic, burnt out caretaker, that is also a visibly neurodivergent woman get boxed into a sweet-but-forever-platonic friendship with her sexy and deeply flawed, equally outcasted best friend

but I think the bold, radical narrative choice is that they should fuck nasty

and that we get to watch a competent, deserving woman get chosen, just as she is, and together they slowly and clearly build a beautiful relationship around a foundation of healthy communication, open trust, and mutual care... because love stories exist like this in real life, too, and it's not bad writing to show it

and that they should fuck nasty

[calabazasweater]

LET THAT GROWN WOMAN LET HER FREAK OUT ON A MAN WHO ADORES HER AS IS AND BECOMES HER SAFE SPACE

[calabazasweater]

i love you mimi. @monnaow

sneak peak (aka progress shot for the night.)

he’s a good dog, right?

[calabazasweater]

“You… do like music, right?”

KINGDONNN

more under more. (frames + video.)

i dont know why TikTok and Twitter fry my freaking video

maybe it’s me on alight motion

[cricketsatnight]

just tell me what you like (and i'll make it good)

“You wanna sext me at work?” He leans back, raising his eyebrows. “That’s part of your plan to help me deal with keeping my hands to myself there?” “I-I guess you’re right. I just thought it’s one of the only times we’re not— well, we’re not like this. Maybe that isn’t— I mean, if it’s a problem we can just—” “It’s not a problem,” he cuts her off with his mouth. Or: Practicing dirty talk via text messages at work might not help keep a secret relationship all that secret.

rated: e | chapters: 4/4 | words: 17,850

[calabazasweater]

i love this fic, unapologetically. oh my LORD yall Kingdon writers are on some amazing shit

[myramblingbl0g]

this isn’t big enough to post on the art account. but yk. I don’t know if I like these sketches

Frank Langdon get on your knees!!

[calabazasweater]

my second blog btw:)

I think I’ll post wipz there

[myramblingbl0g]

this isn’t big enough to post on the art account. but yk. I don’t know if I like these sketches

Frank Langdon get on your knees!!

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Twitter linked. Kingdonnn

okay try number three of posting this. Link is

UNDER MORE.

quite literally going insane

I do not condone cheating but Jesus Christ Frank Langdon. got a woman you’re invested in to keep you company while the kids are out with the wife?

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i love when I tell people, or my buddies tell other people that I draw.

and someone sees my page. and they have this reaction of “omg!! I’ve seen this before!”

likee hello?? 🤭

feel like I reveal my secret identity or something whenever i show people my page.