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MELFRANK 💗 + polaroids, original photos ONE, TWO, & THREE [frame only]

MELFRANK 💗 + polaroids; original photos 1, 2, and 3 [frame only]

#gala au part deux!#manip #(obviously)#melfrank stuff

tiny melfrank pittsburgh trauma med center fund raising gala night au. 🍾

abby definitively recalls her husband inexplicably ditching her for probably like forty+ minutes at one point that glitzy (well, for pennsylvania, at any rate) evening. which was actually mostly fine because surely whatever duty it was that frank took his leave to see to, most likely involved the corp types (often as sterile as the hospitals they oversaw) or gloria underwood. either option being a tedious fun-sucking drag; like the phrase ‘i’d rather eat glass’ obviously came to mind. when he finally did return, his hair had come a little loose from its carefully gelled state, and his mood (which had already been quite good and jokey) had improved dramatically. probably the hospital found what it sought, mega grants or a new benefactor with pockets deeper than the mariana trench or something. abby thought very little of it all, until around five days later, when she caught frank tagged in a pitt staff polaroid stack, on the hospital’s ‘community initiatives’ (a seriously bullshit + fancy way of saying ‘charity operation’) instagram. he looked equal parts stupid and sexy – duh, the factory setting for frank langdon – but she was very confused… because she had sincerely no clue who the pretty girl with the slim shoulders and the deer-in-headlights expression in the photo with frank was. her socials, if she even had them, were not tagged either (but robby’s were??), and a cursory scroll through the comments only illustrated more mystery, because she seemed to be being exclusively referred to as ‘dr. princess’. but then tanner, now a sturdy and chatty six, wiggling about in abby’s lap at the same time she discovered the picture, simply glimpsed down at the screen in his mom’s hands and accidentally revealed all, saying, “mel! mom, when can mel come over to our house again?”

#who’s gonna stop me #melfrank stuff

obsessed with the idea of mel on occasion accidentally encouraging people flirting with her, totally without realising it – she likes almost everyone, so she’s just enthusiastically yapping with all sorts of people/patients that are ‘throwing themselves’ at her, and she’s giving them her number too. she thinks this is so cool, she formed a real new connection today! he was so nice! not that many people are interested in making their own terracotta teacups these days. look guys! i met someone who can tutor me for free, you know i always wanted to learn ceramics? :) he has his own pottery studio. it’s going to be a private one-on-one lesson! wow! then the next week princess is like, sooo… how was your Private Lesson with calvin at uh – sorry, what was the studio called? ‘kiln me softly’ or something else as equally unfunny? and mel’s like, hey so it actually sucked, and it wasn’t actually good or fun. that man tried to kiss me. it really came out of nowhere. ): frank’s jaw is platonically clenched.

#melfrank stuff

mel and frank go as a magician and white rabbit for halloween, except frank is actually the rabbit, and of course he still looks gorgeous with a pinked out nose and hand-drawn whiskers, but he keeps following mel around, enthralled by the sheen of her translucent tights, so there he is tugging on her half-cape and loudly reminding her somebunny loves u!!! every eight to ten minutes

#halloweeeeeeeeen #🪄✨#🐇#melfrank stuff

with no trailer in sight, what are the chances we get another manip/polaroid? rattling the bars of my enclosure for more kingdon content 😭

lmao for you, anon 🫡

#still working on the colour versionnnn #manip #(obviously)#melfrank stuff

📸 mel has some very fucking cute yearbook photo-strips from her senior year that she keeps hung up with magnetic chip-clips on her apartment refrigerator. the first time frank gets a good look at them he’s struck-in-the-heart by 1. how little mel has changed in the last decade, and 2. how devastatingly sweet and airy she looks, especially considering frank is also pretty sure this was the same year her mom got That Diagnosis. and even though the rational part of his brain registers that he’s almost a whole five years older than mel (4 years, 10 months, and 11 days), and that he absolutely would’ve been a college freshman by her freshman year of high school (many states away, no less), the irrational part of his brain still kinda wants to pull a doug driscoll and utterly rock whoever the fuck that guy in the bottom two squares is… and actually, wait – is that him again in the second down on the left too? jesus. hover much?

meanwhile, mel patiently explains that yeah, that’s really just trevor. her best friend since grade 8. they did kiss during a ‘7 minutes in heaven’ dare once, but it never meant anything, and it didn’t even last the entire 7 minutes, because they both always liked other people. she shares that she and ‘t’ still check-in with each other fairly regularly over text, and sometimes they even meet up for dinner or something when she and bec go back home to indiana. a rarity. and there’s honestly, sincerely, truly not a single thing to be jealous about. so it’s just a little bit absurd, she thinks, as she also just as patiently reminds frank of the ring on his left hand. frank breezes right past that though, visibly relieved to find out this tim or trevor or tyler or whatever is/was just a pal, and instead opts for making a mildly vulgar joke about how isn’t mel so glad that he at least (demonstrably) has much more stamina and can outlast an obviously inadequate ‘7 minutes’. mel makes a face, and frank points, telling her she’s doing a very good impression of the third photo down, on the left.

#:)#melfrank stuff