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personally i think the funniest langdonmel reunion possibility would be she tries to reintroduce herself. like full on, “hi dr. langdon, i’m not sure if you remember me but i’m melissa king, everybody calls me mel😊”

and he’s just like. ???. obviously i remember you mel? i popped a couple librium on that shift it’s not like i was dropping fucking acid?

basically just mel thinking she didn’t make as big an impression on him as he did her vs langdon trying to be chill about how she imprinted herself on his soul after 12 hours of knowing each other and he’s thought about her pretty much every day for ten straight months

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did frank langdon ghost write this

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shameless fluffy kingdon + frank’s kids and a birthday surprise

“You guys okay back there?” Frank asks looking through the rearview mirror. His kids have been awfully quiet for the past five minutes and it’s causing him panic.

“Fine, Daddy.” Olivia’s voice calls out. “We planning.”

Frank laughs because they’ve already planned the surprise. Bought the balloons and the cake and the present and placed it in the passengers seat.

“Do you remember what we’re gonna do, Liv?” Frank checks, pulling into the employee parking lot of the hospital. Coincidentally, the spot next to Mel’s red Honda is available and if that isn’t a sign it’ll all work out, he doesn’t know what is.

“‘Prise, Mel-y.” Liv says, confidently.

“Gotta keep it a secret from Melly, Liv. Top secret!” Tanner replies back, fingers to his lips in a ‘Shh’ motion.

“Just until we see her, okay?” Frank says, unclipping his seatbelt and looking at the rearview again for a nod of confirmation satisfied when he gets a thumbs up and a nod from the both of them.

He exits his vehicle, unbuckling Tanner and then walking over to Olivia’s side to help her out. He opens the passengers side door, handing each of them items.

“Okay, Livy. You hold the present and Tanner’s got balloons.”

Seeing as he doesn’t have both hands available, with the cake in one hand and flowers in the other, he’s thankful that his kids are well behaved enough to follow directions in a parking lot and up until they reach the employee entrance to the hospital.

They make their way through trauma bays and empty rooms, cautious and careful for any sign of Mel. When a few of the co workers give Langdon a look of surprise because they don’t expect him to be here on his day off, he merely nods in acknowledgement, walking swiftly to the nurse’s station.

Dana’s eyes widen once he spots the trio, a mix of confusion and surprise, but it’s only for a minute before she’s smiling so wide and squatting down.

Olivia is practically shaking once she sees Dana but isn’t sure where to put the present. Frank sets the cake and flowers down on an empty computer desk before helping her empty her hands. Little feet pads across the floor and straight into Dana’s waiting arms, the older woman placing kisses on her cheeks with a smile.

“Oh Livy, girl. What are you doing here?” She asks releasing her and ruffling Tanner’s hair. She eyes the cake and the balloons and the present suspiciously. An eyebrow raised at Langdon. “Somebody’s birthday?”

“Surprise, Melly.” Tanner responds in a whisper. “Happy Birthday, Melly!”

“Pee Birthday, Melly.” Olivia repeats just a little louder than her brother which earns her a ‘Shhh.’

Dana’s jaw opens in shock. Behind her, Princess and Perlah exchange glances. “You’re joking. She never uttered a word. Princess, Perlah—you had any idea it’s Mel’s birthday?”

“Not a clue, Dana.” Perlah replies. “We’re just as shocked.”

Langdon isn’t surprised. Mel hates the spotlight, would rather give it to someone else if it made them happy. She offers kindness and love so easily and freely and abundantly, that she hardly saves enough for herself but it’s okay, she says, the world needs it a little more.

So, if Mel King can give away her love and kindness like oxygen, he can do the same for her—wants to do the same for her. Frank Langdon makes it his life’s mission.

“Woah, whose birthday?” Robby asks, slowing his speed and changing direction, now headed towards the crowd. He slides his glasses onto his face then nods in Frank’s direction before looking down to hi-five the kids.

“Mel, apparently.” Dana replies once he’s back up.

“No fu—fricken’ way.“ With a shake of his head, he turns to Dana. “How did no one know?” And then at Langdon. “Why didn’t you say anything?”

Langdon shrugs. It isn’t his place to, he thinks. “She nearby?”

“Last I saw, she was herding a couple med students to north 2.” Dana says looking around.

A tug at his shirt sends Frank looking downward to where Tanner is pointing, frantically. “Melly!”

He sees the familiar braid he did this morning—after ruining it the first time—instead of her face. Mel’s followed by four other people, med students no doubt.

Frank smirks and squats down next to his kids, back pain be damned. “Ready?”

Olivia squeals in response, excitement rattling in her bones. Tanner assumes a running stance. When Mel is close enough and finally turns around, Frank commands, “Go get her.”

They’re squealing down the short distance, barreling right into Mel’s legs with a force that makes her stumble back in shock. She’s only held in place by the grip they’ve got on her.

“Tanner? Liv? Oh my god. What are you guys here? Where’s—” She scans the room. Frank’s heart threatens to jump out of his chest at her extremely adorable confusion. Her eyes meet his and he thinks he might faint or die.

Tanner and Olivia relinquish their hold on her legs, looking up at her eagerly. She smiles back down again at the both of them. There’s softness in her gaze that quickly shifts to realization.

“Oh!” She turns back to the confused group. “Take a quick break everyone.”

When everyone disperses Mel waste no time pulling the two children into her arms with the biggest grin on her face. They laugh into her. “I missed you guys. What are you doing here?”

“Happy Birthday, Melly.” Tanner says like he’s rehearsed all his lines like a pro and is now center stage. He plays his part well.

They both take Mel’s hand to lead her to the desk where Frank, Robby and Dana are. The former watching with a dopey grin on his face which Dana rolls her eyes at, affectionately. Mel spots the little set up, mouth open in awe.

“What is this?” She asks quietly. Frank knows it’s directed at him.

“Happy Birthday, sweetheart.” He replies, matching her tone. But adds a little louder, “We love you.”

When she finally looks at him, he can see the tears forming in her eyes. Affection bubbles in his chest. This sweet girl deserves the whole world and he’ll make a plan to give it to her but for now, he reaches out to take her hand in his and promises her comfort.

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They’ve moved the small party to the staff lounge where each staff become aware of the special day one by one. Each one greeting her Happy Birthday before they take their cake and leave.

“Mel, what the f—reeak,” Santos says, eyeing Langdon’s kids sitting at the table, both of them each face deep in chocolate cake. “Why didn’t you tell anyone?!”

Mel takes a napkin to wipe Olivia’s face, gently. All she can do is offer a smile.

“Ugh, next ladies night we’re celebrating and I’m not taking no for an answer, CocoMelon.”

She finds she doesn’t mind this time.

Olivia perks up from her cake, hope written in blue eyes. “CocoMelon?”

Mel bites back a laugh, running her fingers through her thin blonde locks. “Not now, sweetie but we can back at the house.” She turns to Tanner. “How’s the cake, Tan?”

He replies with a thumbs up, eyes focused on Frank’s phone in front of him. She’s just about to sit back down but there’s someone leaning on the doorway that has her attention. So, she walks over, telling Trinity to keep an eye on these kids that aren’t hers but she loves them like they are.

She doesn’t miss the way his eyes follow her every movement (she thrives on it, really). Mel doesn’t say a word, just takes his wrist in her hands and drags him away from prying eyes. He follows her anywhere.

They’ve reached a secluded hallway when she turns to him, standing on the tips of her toes to kiss him, soft at first and then the heat rises. Her kisses becoming more and more frenzied.

Frank, surprisingly, is the one to pull back. Lips swollen, cheeks flushed when he tells her, “Sorry, baby, even I’m opposed to sex in the hospital. It’s filthy.”

Embarrassment floods body and she composes herself but doesn’t pull away, arms going over his neck, pressing their foreheads together. “I love you, you know that?”

“I’d like to think you do.” He jokes just to hear her laugh. “But I love you, too. Every day and more after that.”

“Every day.” She repeats, against his lips.

They stay like that for a few more seconds when Frank kneels down abruptly. Mel’s breath hitches, static in her brain and nerves shooting throughout her entire body for the second time today.

“Frank, what are you—get up, please. Oh my god.” Her breath gets rapid, hands fidgeting together as she looks around the room.

“Huh? Why— Oh, Oh, OH.” He’s immediately back on both feet in a speed that cracks his knees. “Mel, sweetheart, baby—I wasn’t—there was a dollar on the floor.”

Mel exhales. “Okay.”

“Sorry. Not here.” Not yet he thinks.

“Okay.” She repeats. Taking his hand in hers again.

“I’d like to think I’m a little more romantic than that.” He tells her, playfully.

And he is, the next day they’re out on the beach with the kids and Becca in tow when he actually gets down on one knee, rose petals everywhere and a speech that leaves them both crying in the sunset glow.

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Langdon with Santos vs Langdon with Mel

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nope still not over it wdym langdon takes care of mel?? the man oblivious to his wife's needs. doesn't really think about her day to day life. gets a dog without consulting the woman running their household and raising their kids. brings up his own stressful career when somebody mentions his wife's struggles. tries to put a grilled salmon dinner shaped bandaid on his shortcomings. a birkin (?!) shaped bandage on his flaws as a husband. isn't even willing to take care of a new puppy he got his kids since they said they'll do it. and we're supposed to believe HE'S the adult taking care of mel king ??

like he picks her out from the herd of newbies (she's the oldest so the attendings assume she's fine on her own) but he takes her under his wing and takes care of her. langdon looks out for her. he works cases that dont require two residents so he can keep an eye on her. he constantly praises her. asks her if she's okay. tells her to take her time. says she's his least problematic trainee knowing she needs to hear it. reaffirms her faith in herself by tying her insecurities to his own (been there, we all been there. you and me both). hears her out and immediately soothes her aching heart. validates her emotions. explicitly shows off her skills and praises her in front of patients after she was on the floor doubting her place here. says she's the person he'd call in that situation. makes her feel needed.

langdon catches her in moments of crisis and rushes to her side. he guides her. teaches her. lets her latch onto him. calls her his favourite with so many words because he knows she's excited to be his favourite. his girl.

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The Pitt Interview: Taylor Dearden on Mel & Langdon

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what if Mel does fail to fit in after Frank leaves? what if she takes his disappearance to heart and becomes even more self-conscious? what if she can’t go to drinks with Santos and the gang because she has to pick up Becca and soon they stop asking? what if she pisses off Samira by being extremely rude to a patient who has questions about a vaccine? what if things just get harder and harder and Dr Robby is telling her to pick up the pace but she can’t sleep and no one at the hospital understands her and she has no real friends besides Becca and every day is more and more of a grind?

what if she never learns anything about why Frank left, just that he took time off? what if he comes back and she is just so angry because he made her feel like this place would be different and then he abandoned her and didn’t even think about her before he left, and nothing is different, it’s just the same, it’s just like every other place where she will never fit in.

and what if he did think about her while he was gone, he thought about her during withdrawals and rehab and he thought about how he failed her and how she would never see him the same way again. what if he isn’t expecting a warm welcome, he knows he doesn’t deserve that, but thought she would at least speak to him? what if he thinks she’s giving him the cold shoulder because she heard about the drugs and the stealing, but in truth she’s just furious because she missed him so much and he never even said goodbye

what then??

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Ultimate Ships Challenge: [1/5] Holding Hands Scenes >> TJ and Cyrus become a couple

“I love that name!” “You do?”

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wanna watch ironheart so bad but i fucking hate marvel

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hate when people think the only archetype possible for a male sidekick to a female protagonist is a soft boi and/or himbo. like the implication there is that the only reason a man would ever defer to a woman’s authority is if he was a bumbling idiot. love male supporting characters who are smart and strong and confident and can step up when necessary but still kind and humble enough to let someone else take the lead most of the time

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mel: just ended a marriage

santos: omg are you okay ?

mel: it’s ok it wasn’t my marriage

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THE GOOD PLACE | 1.12 // 3.04

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when my order got stolen a few years ago, the driver immediately blocked me. like a normal person.

if you (a delivery driver) are going to steal my food, just do it and block me, bro. don’t reach out and concoct a story about accidentally keeping a part of my order and that you were coming back and then ghost me. like what the fuck, why even do all that 😭

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if you (a delivery driver) are going to steal my food, just do it and block me, bro. don’t reach out and concoct a story about accidentally keeping a part of my order and that you were coming back and then ghost me. like what the fuck, why even do all that 😭

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hes traumatized miserable older and sexy i’ve GOT to fuck him

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