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SaiyanPrincessSwanie - Reading List Weeks 141 & 142

Welcome to Week 141 & 142

It’s been a busy two weeks. Over 50 fics for you all to enjoy.

As always these will be listed in no particular order. None of these stories are mine. I’m just signal boosting them. Author is listed next to title. My goal is to signal boost writers and spread positivity in the community.  💜💜

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My Masterlist click HERE

Please make sure you’re reading the warnings on every story. They range from dark to fluff. Do Not Read if you are under 18 years old. These stories are meant for adults only. You’re responsible for your own media consumption.

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Made for Me - Part 5 - (Bucky x Reader) - @saiyanprincessswanie​

Sundaze - (Andy x Reader) - @sunshinebuckybarnes​

Secrets Chp 6 - (Steve x OC) - @nekoannie-chan​

Choreography - (Steve x Reader) - @nekoannie-chan​

Rude attitude (4) - (Steve x Reader) - @holylulusworld​

Aurora - Part 4 -  (Andy x OFC, Lloyd) - @andydrysdalerogers​

Dynamite Ball Skills - (Jake x Reader) - @writercole

Best Friends Forever - Chp 4 - (Bucky x Reader) - @talia-rumlow​

Collared part 7 - (Dean x Reader) - @spnexploration​

Highways & Heatstrokes - Part 2 - (Ari x Reader) - @oh-my-damn​

The best birthday - (Steve x Reader x Brock) - @nekoannie-chan​

Bad Moon Rising - (Ari x Reader, Lloyd) - @biteofcherry​

Mafia Bucky Oneshot - @angrythingstarlight

Down Again - (Ari x Reader) - @navybrat817​

His Inheritance - Part 13 - (Steve x Reader) - @jtargaryen18​

Lightning in a Bottle - Part 2 - (Thor x Reader) - @wizardofrozz​​

Real Life Tasks With Ransom - Day 2 - @wiypt-writes @sweater-daddiesdumbdork

What Dreams Are Made Of - (Bucky x Reader) - @navybrat817

Riding On - Chp 32 - (Frank x OFC) - @wiypt-writes

Saved - Part 4 - (Steve x Reader) - @kellyn1604

Biker Ari - @angrythingstarlight

Wicked Little Games - (Steve x Reader) - @angrythingstarlight

Secrets chapter 7 - (Steve x OC, Brock x OC) - @nekoannie-chan

Bandaged with Love - (Bucky x Reader) - @jobean12-blog

Secret Sierra - Chp 4 - @lloydsbitch

Trapped - (Tony x Reader) - @ironlady1993

Tactical - (Frank C x Reader) - @fluffyprettykitty​

Peepshow - (Ari x Reader, Lloyd x Reader) - @labella420

Temples To Build - (Bucky x Reader) - @slyyywriting​

Highways & Heatstrokes - Part 3 - (Ari x Reader) - @oh-my-damn

A Hairy Tail - (Steve x Reader) - @jobean12-blog

Fever - (Tom H) - @animnerd​

A New Widow? (Nat/Bucky) - @/animnerd​

Jerk next door (4) - (Andy x Reader) @holylulusworld​

Different escape plan - (Steve x Reader) - @/nekoannie-chan​

Never-ending nightmare - (Ransom x Reader, Ari) - @late-to-the-party-81

Left for Revenge - (4) - (Andy x OC) - @hollybee8917

Left for Revenge - (5) - (Andy x OC) - @/hollybee8917

The Dalliance - (Loki x Reader) - @literatureatthebowofnails​

Give Me One More - (Ari x Reader) - @/saiyanprincessswanie​

Aurora - Part 5 -  (Andy x OFC, Lloyd) - @andydrysdalerogers

Best Friends Forever - Chp 5 - (Bucky x Reader) - @talia-rumlow

Collared part 8 - @spnexploration

Highways & Heatstrokes - Part 4 - (Ari x Reader) - @oh-my-damn

Highways & Heatstrokes - Part 5 - (Ari x Reader) - @/oh-my-damn

His Inheritance - Part 14 - (Steve x Reader) - @jtargaryen18

Lightning in a Bottle - Part 3 - (Thor x Reader) - @wizardofrozz

Real Life Tasks With Ransom - Day 4 - @wiypt-writes @sweater-daddiesdumbdork

Prepping the Nursery - (Steve x Reader) - @navybrat817

Secret Sierra - Chp 5 - @lloydsbitch​​

Consciousness of Guilt - Chp 25 - (Andy x Reader) - @/wiypt-writes

Two Kings (4) - (Steve x Reader) - @/holylulusworld

The Quinjet Plan - (Steve x Reader) - @nekoannie-chan

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Hi! Love your writing! Can I please request Y/N being Natasha and Wanda’s daughter? Maybe like Y/N gets sick and her moms take care of her, lots of cuddles and fluff 🥰 Ty!

Battle of the Fever (Natasha Romanoff & Wanda Maximoff x Daughter!Reader)

Summary: Natasha and Wanda return from a mission to find their daughter sick.

Authors Note: Thanks for requesting! I’m sorry there’s not really cuddles in this. I couldn’t figure out how to fit it in. Hopefully the fluff is enough! Also, as reminder, I write Wanda as Romani and Jewish because in the comics, she is Romani and Jewish.

Request to be on a taglist (or multiple) here! (Taglists are at the end of the fic)

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PSA: Do NOT copy, steal, translate, plagiarize, republish, etc any of my works on Tumblr or any other platform. Also, do NOT claim any of my works as your own. All of these works are either requests I’ve gotten that people have wanted me to write or original ideas I’ve had for works. If you happen to take inspiration from anything I’ve written and want to write something inspired by that, please a) ask me first and b) IF I say yes, credit me as inspo in your post by tagging me and link whatever work of mine that inspired you. Thanks.

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Descending down the stairs, Clint let out a low, tired whistle as he ran a hand through his hair. Three days ago, Natasha, Wanda, Steve, Thor, and Bruce had left for a special mission. One day ago, his niece and goddaughter Y/N had practically stumbled into the Avengers tower. He had been relaxing on the couch, reading a magazine when she emerged from the elevator. He still remembered F.R.I.D.A.Y announcing her arrival and looking up, nearly mistaking her for a zombie at first glance. (In his defense: she did look like one, but he never said that out-loud.)

It turns out that she had caught a nasty cold and developed a chill and a fever amongst the usual annoying symptoms. Unfortunately for the pair, their resident doctor was unavailable and Y/N insisted that they not bother Dr. Cho, saying that they could handle it themselves. Clint was prepared to take on the task, having dealt with many whiny, sniffling children of his own. But that was the other thing: as much as he wanted to, he couldn’t watch over her 24/7. He was a father himself and needed to go home to his wife and children. In his absence, Tony would take over, clad in his Iron Man suit as he absolutely refused to get infected from a teen.

On the bright side, the team was expected to arrive home any day now — perhaps even any minute. Clint had been so caught up in his trial and error to bring Y/N’s fever down that he hadn’t checked on the team’s progress. Now, Y/N had fallen into an uncomfortable sleep, but was resting nonetheless, giving Clint a break.

He wouldn’t say this to her, but he had grown worried about her condition. He knew that it was nothing serious, but not knowing when it would get better was his main concern. Plus, if Y/N didn’t get better soon, Clint would face the mighty wrath of two angry, protective mamas.

“Hawkeye is the best! Hawkeye is the best!”

Clint blinked, pulled back from his thoughts by the ringtone he had F.R.I.D.A.Y program. He got it out of his pocket, looking down at the screen to see the smiling face of Wanda staring back at him. He answered it with a simple, “Hello.”

“Hey! We’re going to be back soon. In about an hour or less, if Natasha speeds,” Wanda told him. Based on her cheery tone, Clint figured that the mission had gone well on their end.

Well, at least one of them had succeeded.

He imagined his redheaded partner-in-crime adamant to return home, since neither she nor Wanda tolerated being away from Y/N for very long on missions. She’d increase the Quinjet’s speed when Steve wasn’t looking (although she wouldn’t bother to hide it from him anyway, but she was a spy — sneaking was in her nature).

“That’s great! Maybe you guys can hold off on the mission briefing for a bit?” He proposed.

Although he couldn’t see it, he had a gut feeling that Wanda’s demeanor shifted immediately (and he would be right). “Why? Is everything okay?” She fretted, her nerves clear as day.

Clint bit his lip, eyes sweeping around the tower’s living room as he briefly wondered if he should go back and check up on Y/N. “She’s sick, Wan. It’s nothing too bad, but she’s had a fever since yesterday,” he admitted to her.

The Avenger quieted and Clint heard some shuffling before her voice picked up again. “Oh, dear. We’ll be back soon. Can I talk to her?”

He cast a look at the doorway, to the stairs where he had come from. “She’s sleeping now. She was up most of the night last night — at least that’s what Tony said,” he reported, recalling how the businessman quite literally typed up what happened on their paperwork. (He claimed he needed something to do while he watched Y/N, but they both knew that it was his way of distracting himself from his worries.)

“Poor dear,” Wanda murmured and he heard her take a deep breath. “We’ll see you soon.”

The moment Natasha steered the Quinjet to touch down on the ground, she was out of her seat. Steve just barely made it to the controls in time to keep the wheels from being damaged.

Wanda popped up from her own seat and was hot on her trail, speeding up so they could walk side-by-side. Neither one of them needed to exchange any words, Wanda’s hand interlacing with Natasha’s with a firm grip was enough.

Both women were too deep into their own thoughts that they hadn’t realized that Bruce was right behind them, saying something about having to bring down Y/N’s fever. In fact, they only registered his presence when he slipped into the elevator before the doors could close.

“Oh, Bruce!” Natasha said, blinking as she watched the doctor catch his breath.

Bruce managed a tired smile at the wives. “We-we gotta bring her fever down. Depending on how high it is, an ice bath would be best. I gotta conduct the team check-ups as procedure, but all the medicine should be in the bathroom and let me know if Y/N needs anything,” he said.

Natasha nodded and found herself smiling at him. His words were music to her ears; a nice relief as it was the first piece of good news she had gotten since their mission had succeeded. “Thank you, Bruce,” she murmured, the weight of her gratitude conveyed in her simple words. She watched as he got off at two floors before them, heading to his and Tony’s shared lab.

Once the elevator continued its journey, Wanda’s hand found Natasha’s again. Natasha only had enough time to give her a reassuring squeeze before the doors opened; both women immediately sprinting out once they could.

Natasha went straight for Clint, her best friend, while Wanda made a beeline for Y/N’s room. He quickly greeted the spy and updated her on her daughter’s condition, and then followed her as she made her way to Y/N’s bedroom as well.

Not bothering to knock, Wanda’s heart broke when she saw her daughter lying in a sweaty heap on her bed. Her eyes were only half-open, her entire body trembling with each cough. Wanda left the door open for Clint and Natasha, who came tumbling in moments after, and gravitated towards Y/N’s bedside.

Natasha did the same as her wife, heading to Y/N’s unoccupied side, while Clint ducked out of the room to give his friends privacy and to get more medicine and supplies.

“Honey,” Wanda said softly, pressing the back of her hand to her daughter’s forehead. At the warmness she felt, she sent a look to her wife. “It’s your moms. We’re back from the mission.”

Y/N blinked a couple times until she could open them all the way, looking around until the realization set in of whom she was facing. “Hi,” she croaked out, managing a weak smile.

“How are you feeling? Let’s take your temperature,” Natasha said, taking the thermometer from Clint who had returned to the room. He crossed to the other side of the bed to give Wanda a damp cloth, a glass of water, and various medicines.

Y/N nodded and slowly eased herself up a little bit, leaning forward to allow her mother to take her temperature. They waited until the beep, and Natasha frowned as she reported that her temperature was 100 degrees. Not a high fever, but a fever nonetheless. Wanda took it upon herself to drape the damp cloth on Y/N’s forehead, and the teenager quickly relaxed.

Clint excused himself and the mothers calmly watched their daughter until her breathing had evened out and she had fallen asleep. For the first time since hearing about Y/N’s condition, Natasha allowed her muscles to relax as she lent back in her chair. Wanda smiled at her from the other side sympathetically and sighed.

“I know we haven’t done much, but just being here makes me feel better already,” Natasha murmured, her gaze shifting back to Y/N.

Wanda nodded, humming in agreement. “I think I’ll go cook us some dinner — if that’s okay? I’m thinking her favorite, with a side of soup in case it’s too much,” she said.

“That sounds wonderful,” Natasha agreed, catching Wanda’s hand and giving it an affectionate squeeze when she passed.

After she left and closed the door behind herself, Natasha continued watching over their daughter. She could tell that Y/N still wasn’t feeling the best, but at least she was not suffering as much since she was asleep.

When Wanda returned with the food, the smell lured Y/N out of her sleep. However, she awoke in a coughing fit, and Natasha jumped to pat her on the back while Wanda patiently held up a glass of water for her. When the coughs slowly subsided, she gratefully took small sips.

“Thank you,” she said, sounding less frog-like. Sniffing, Y/N’s eyes widened with glee when she spotted the food her mother cooked.?

Natasha and Wanda chuckled fondly at that, and Wanda put aside a serving for her daughter and wife. “Small bites, dear,” she advised.

Y/N nodded eagerly, and her mothers weren’t even sure if she had listened to what Wanda had said. The moment she was handed the plate, the dug into the food. Chewing, she leant back against her pillows dramatically.

“So good!” She said, her voice muffled by the food.

Natasha and Wanda smiled and dug into their own food. By the time the meal was finished, Y/N was already starting to feel better. She continued to let her mothers take care of her and the next morning — they had successfully won the battle against Y/N’s fever. 

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[depressedhatakekakashi]

Hey do you have a list of users you have blocked bc of their ships? I’m new on tumblr and I’m really worried I’ll reblog soemthing from a person who’s known for that without realizing

Oh boy have i got a lot of people/blogs blocked because of ships. Ummm, ya it’s quite the list. (I’ll put a / somewhere in the name just to ensure they don’t see it or it doesn’t end up on a search for them to avoid getting shit on by hateful people)

Kakas*ku blogs to block

Love/-Kaaiistudent

It’s-naruto-univers/e

V/ashito

B/luntkunai

m/ummapaintstheblues

p/etriikore

t/ipsyracounteur (fucking proud kakas*ku writer so, avoid. it’s legit written in their blog like it’s something to be proud of)

Kakasakumuses (i’m not even going to censor this one. someone thought it appropriate to make an RP blog of this nasty shit, they deserve to be called out)

s/p-none

k/umeramen (draws kakas*ku proudly)

m/allml

c/erezaharuno

t/otallyindestructiblekinda

m/oonvalentine

ch/arkyzombicorn

coye/st (is a kakar*n shipper, which itself is fine, but reblogs and supports kakas*ku so that’s a hard yuck)

k/akooshi

w/ickedblossom13

sayurinomo/e

absolutefandom-ru/bbish (the name is not a lie. they are rubbish)

Ksficrec (again, just...block it. it’s a side blog but tumblr likes to suggest blogs so save yourself having to see that trash)

timetodrawsakuras2k2/1 (i hate to say it, but always be weary of anyone who has sakura or kakashi in their name. espeshally if it says multipshipper. i know mine says multishipper, but i’m not nasty)

k/ayparker20 (has a dp of kakasaku kissing when Sakura is 16. block that shit)m/issjewelsart

o/warinaki

g/oldenrodsss

t/hatpinkshinobi

f/allen-in-dreams (will add i have seen a lot of her comments on the naruto confession blog and wholey shit the hate for MLM is incredable. clearly does not want to admit that their ship is trash and they’re nasty so they just call MLM shippers ‘feteshists’ and ‘toxic’ while shipping sakura with her sensei)

m/inene-hime and L/emony-thicket (act like shipping sakura with sasuke is somehow worse than shipping her with a man 14 years older than her who is her sensei)

t/eam7forever (it sickens me that someone has a Kakashi pic and claims to like him as a character, and ships him in a relationship that makes him a pedo groomer)

T/hatbabefiona

B/irkastan2018

c/hichots

f/ineillsignup

cool-kaka/shi-sama

B/ourniebna

s/asuke-sensei (ships Sakura with Kakashi, madara and basiclly every uchiha like a nasty)

b/ouncyirwin (their blog is called kakas*ku trash so at least they know they’re fucking gross)

u/rusaiwrites

s/tingingmetal

k/akashikxge

k/sanon

k/akashiharuno (again, kakashi kissing his 16 year old student as their header. these nasties have zero shame)

s/ummeringminor (also ships thor and loki so if you’re in the marvel fandom, block this shit)

m/rsgingles

y/allove 

k/yoties

l/isaflowers

Just plain Rude/Pits girls against girls (Like Sakura is better than hinata or vice versa bs)

Pink/barefacedbeauty (anti-hinata)

Naru/hinaluvrx (Anti sakura)

f/uckishimoto (just...just block)

D/ushman-e-jaan (there’s loving certain characters and agreeing with them, and there’s shitting on other characters for no reason. anti everyone but sasuke)

Draws inappropriate underage shit

M/alinov (kakashi and yamato doing nsfw with underage tenzo. we all know i love my boys but that’s just not fucking ok)

KakaN*ru nasties 

U/zumaki-hatake-julsemo

j/uuichibi (i genuinly cannot tell if they use kakan*ru as a tag for the friendship cuz none of the posts are terrible or super gross (at least not the one’s i risked opening, but seeing as that tag is all over their blog...best to be safe)

Y/odda123

Yukina94 (has a pic of kakashi kissing 16 year old Naruto. i am fucking sickened)

N/arugay-uzumaki

k/asht1suka

t/achi-uchi

m/uticolouredsomething

E/yum-ss

Kakashi and Sasuke shippers

t/ae-yonhye

Just other gross ships

Y/hane312 (Sasos*ku)

H/ataketenten (if the name doesn’t give it away, ships Kakashi with tenten and i want to vomit)

m/byak (Ships Sasuke and Boruto *barf*)

O/satokun (ships Anko and SHino)

k/onohagakureship (Kisame and Itachi shipper)

t/heuchihaoftheshadows (ships itachi and sasuke, and got blocked for not respecting that i don’t want anything to do with kakai*a)

m/ugiwara-lucy (gets here for defending kakas*ku)

a/nannua (ships minato with Kakashi and Obito)

l/okichcockich (ships asuma and shikamaru)

h/ikanon1336 (i think i got this one off of a list of ‘to block’ and it was that they had gross transphobic representations of a trans gaara)

e/vartandadam (Sasori and Sakura shipper)

y/omi-gaeru (Sakura multi-shipper are often cursed words. not always, but in this case they ship sakura with obito, madara and others)

g/aikage (gross racist drawings of gai)

M/alignedaddairs (Kakashi and Itachi shipper/drawer.)

b/rokebackkonoha (ships itachi with his little brother)

a/venger-hawk (ships itachi and sasuke)

it’s uh... it’s a long list and i’m sure (unfortunatly) this is not the end of it

[what-is-your-plan-today]

Riding High Ch7: Ordinary People

Chapter Summary: Frank feels the aftermath of his dumbassery

Chapter Warnings: Bad Language words. Flash backs to domestic violence.

Chapter Pairings:  Frank Adler x OFC Fliss Gallagher

A/N: Contains SPOILERS for the film!!!!! If you haven’t seen it please be aware of that before you read on. As a Lawyer I know how long the types of cases depicted in GIFTED can take, however they can also be done pretty fast. With that in mind, and because it fits with how I want the story to go I’m spreading it over approximately 6 weeks or so, so just roll with me! As always I’m a ho for a REBLOG and COMMENT!

Chapter Song: Ordinary People by John Legend

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“I saw you…he had his hands all over you.”

“John, I didn’t want him to…he was drunk, just being over friendly…”

Fliss cowered as a sneer crossed her husband’s face, the features she found so handsome once upon a time were distorted in anger, his dark green eyes clouded with rage as he towered over where she sat on the crouch. In a flash he had reached out and grabbed a fist full of her hair, yanking her to her feet. Fliss gave a cry of pain, stumbling after him as he dragged her up the stairs. She tripped at one point, her hip colliding painfully with one of the steps but he paid it no attention.

No mercy.

“You’re mine Sugar” he said, his voice steely “you know that.”

“I know…” she sobbed as he threw her into the bedroom. She scrambled for purchase on the bed as he pushed her hard so she fell face down, but before she could raise herself again he had grabbed the back of her neck and pushed her face into the pillows.

“Why do you make me do this, Felicity?” He asked, releasing his hold as his thighs bracketed hers. Fliss heard the tell-tale clinking of his belt and she gave another sob, knowing full well what was coming. He roughly pushed her dress up over her hips, leaving her underwear clad ass exposed.

And then the leather stuck her. Again. And again. And again.

“I’ll mark you so hard no one else will ever want you…” he snarled as he continued his assault. “You’re mine…“ Fliss sat bolt upright, gasping as she glanced around her bedroom. Thor, hearing her breathing jumped up onto her bed and shoved his head under her arm as she clamped her hands over her face. Looking down at him she buried her face into the dog’s fur, holding him tight as her breathing evened out. She ran through her calming thoughts in her head, imagining the sound of the ocean, the wind in her hair as she galloped on the beach, the soft and gentle hugs she received from her dad, her mum…and dare she even think it, Frank. And then another image filled he head. The sight of him kissing Bonnie at the bar.

“Wanker…” she muttered, wiping the tears from her face as Thor licked her cheek, his tail wagging as she stroked him. She was shaking slightly, the dream had been so real, so vivid, she could almost physically feel the pain. John had belted her so badly that night she hadn’t been able to ride for a week, and she still bore the marks where the buckle had ripped through her panties and skin.

The worst thing was, that after he had finished, he had held her, stroking her hair, soothing her, explaining why he had to punish her so much. It was sick, twisted. Just like him. “No power over me anymore, no power, no power…” she repeated her mantra through gritted teeth before she pushed the duvet down and swung her legs out of the bed and headed to the bathroom.

***** Frank had also woken up to a nightmare. His head was pounding from the shots he’d downed at the bar and being jerked awake by Bonnie’s screams as Mary had turned up in the apartment earlier than she was allowed on a Saturday hadn’t exactly helped the situation, not to mention the fact that he had fucked Mary’s school teacher for no reason other than the fact he was drunk, stressed and needed a release. Thankfully she seemed to be in the same place as him about the entire situation as he saw her out to a cab, apologising for Mary’s interruption, literally incapable of thinking of anything else to say. It was the most awkward morning after he had ever experienced.

And there was something else compounding his growing bad mood. When he had finally checked his phone as he stood outside for a few moments after Bonnie had gone, hoping the fresh air would sort his head out, he realised he had a number of messages from Fliss and a few missed calls. Groaning he remembered that he should have called her after the court case. Firing her a quick apology promising to talk to her later when it was time for Mary’s lesson, before he headed back inside.

Mary was sat on the rug with her lego, pieces scattered all over, Ice Age playing on the TV.

“Awkward…”  she sing songed

“Mary…” Frank looked at her for a moment and when she didn’t look at him he crouched down

“Stop! Stop! Stop with the Legos. Listen.” he took a breath and she looked at him “Do we have a rule about Saturday morning?”

“What?” she said softly

“Are you allowed in this apartment this early on Saturday morning?” Frank pressed, looking at her.

“No.” Mary sighed, averting her eyes from his.

“No!” Frank said, a little louder before he paused again “Are you allowed to… Hey!” he reached out to stop Mary as she returned to her Toys. “Stop! Enough with the Lego! Are you allowed to use Roberta’s keys?”

“No.” she still wasn’t looking at him.

“No!” Frank said, his voice gathering momentum “So, hey! Look at me. Then why are you here? Huh? Can you answer me that?”

Mary’s eyes filled with tears but Frank was too angry at the fact she had disobeyed him to comfort her.

“You broke every rule! You just embarrassed me. We have these rules.” he said standing up, turning to head back out of the door into the kitchen “We’ve gone over them a hundred times!” And then he stepped on a piece of Lego in his bare feet. His frustration boiled over as he hopped on one leg, clutching the side of the dresser which was pushed flush against the wall.

“Shit…” he yelled “God, damned it…” he slapped the side of the dresser, leaning against it,as he bent down to rub his foot  “Can I just get five minutes of my own life?”

At that Mary jumped up and bolted into his bedroom, shutting the door behind her.

Frank stood up, before he sighed, one hand on his hip, his eyes closed. He’d overreacted, he knew that. He was more pissed at himself for being an idiot than he was at Mary. He ran his hand over his face and glanced at the clock. Mary’s riding lesson was at 2 and it was now just pushing 10:30. Deciding to leave Mary to cool down before he made breakfast he headed into the kitchen to clear up yesterday’s dishes.

He heard the door to his room click open about twenty minutes later. Giving her another 10 he wiped the counter down before he made his way back into the main room and sat on the edge of her bed, where she was snuggled down in her alcove which sported a collection of shells they had stuck to the wood panels and a few photos, one of her mom, one of her and Frank and one of her and Fliss with Monty. She was huddled in the corner, Fred laying on her knee, the laptop resting on his back as she tapped away.

“Nothing that happened today was your fault.” Frank said gently and looked at her “I got mad at you…I was really mad at me…” he looked at her and she continued to ignore him “…and the manufacturers of Legos. They should all be in prison. So I’m sorry.” he said gently. She paused tapping but still didn’t look at him. “Do you forgive me?”

“Sure. Whatever.” she mumbled.

“Hey, close the laptop. Come on. Please. Doesn’t count if it’s not eye to eye.”

She hesitated so he asked again, gently. “Come on, please.”

With a sigh she did was she was told and looked at him, her eyes so like Diane’s were full of sadness and Frank felt his gut twist in guilt.

“Do you really have no life because of me?”

Fuck. Frank cursed himself for his outburst before and shook his head.

“That’s not what I said.” he looked at her.

“Did you mean it?” she pressed, not buying his statement for one minute, her voice soft.

“Last week you said I was the worst Uncle in the world and you wished death upon me ‘cause I didn’t buy you a piano.” Frank looked at her, holding her gaze. “Did you mean that?”

“No” Mary replied, her fingers tangling in Fred’s fur “Not entirely.”

“Well…” Frank said, “There you go. We say things all the time we don’t mean. So let’s forget it, okay?”

“Okay” Mary agreed

“Okay.”  Frank nodded, standing up

“Frank?” she called as he headed towards the door to head down and check the mail. He stopped and turned back, even though he couldn’t see her.

“Yeah?”

“Can I have a piano?”

“No.” he said, turning for the door.

He strode down across the lawn to the mail boxes, unlocked his and pulled out 2 letters. One looked like a bill, the other was in a manila coloured envelope, and was stamped with some kind of official seal.

“Was that really Mary's teacher this morning?” Roberta appeared. He glanced at her and returned to his post “And there was me thinking Fliss would stop you doing anything stupid…”

Frank’s head shot up “Fliss?” he frowned “What….”

“She came here last night, to see you. We roped her into Karaoke before she left and she said she was going to come and find you at Fergs”

Frank frowned. “Well she didn’t. I never saw her last night so she-”

Oh,fuck fuck fuck! He trailed off with a groan as he realised that she had probably seen him with Bonnie and then he felt a stinging slap round the back of his head.

“Shit!” He exclaimed, glaring at Roberta “Jesus…that fucking hurt!”

“Good…” she stared at him. “You know I have a book called ‘Fundamentals of Decision Making’. You can borrow it.” ‘

He glared at her, he didn’t need this. Not now. His attention turned back to the letter and he noticed the seal was from the court house. With a frown he opened it. The header- ‘Highsmith, Kistler & Sellers Attorneys at Law’ greeted him and he started to read. It was an order for him to surrender Mary for 2 days into Evelyn’s care, at a time and date to be agreed. It wasn’t unexpected but it was pretty fast considering it had only been agreed yesterday. His mother really wasn’t wasting any time.

“What is it?”  Roberta asked, noticing the frown on his face

“It’s nothing.” he said, leaning on the post box, still reading the letter “looks like Mary gets to go to Boston for a couple days.”

He noticed Roberta stiffen and he looked at her. “It’s just two days. Relax.” he said gently.

Because he was always honest with Mary he sat down once he was back inside and told her about the letter. She knew there was a court case going on, he had explained it all to her as best as he could so as not to cause her any worry. She soaked up the information and shrugged before saying that going to Boston sounded kinda cool. Frank simply nodded and said that he would sort out the dates on Monday before they ate lunch and headed up to the riding school. As he drove there his stomach was doing flips, the nerves at seeing Fliss were overwhelming, more so because he had no idea what he was going to say to her. It was strange, he felt guilty, even though he had no real reason to. They weren’t an item.

Fliss greeted Mary with the usual warmth before she turned her gaze to Frank, and he could see the hurt in her eyes, compounding that guilty feeling even more.

“Sorry I didn’t call you last night.” he offered and she shrugged.

“It’s ok, I know you were busy.” her voice carried no sarcasm, it was measured and cool but Frank knew she was referring to Bonnie, his suspicions confirmed. She turned away, barking an instruction to Joanne who looked at her, nodding.

Frank leaned on the paddock fence as he always did, a little way from the other parents and watched as Fliss taught the 3 girls, smile on her face. Mary was certainly getting the hang of it now and was able to trot around unaided. After about 40 minutes they were done and heading out of the paddock. Fliss made no attempt to come and speak to him, like normal, and made straight for her office. Casting and eye on Mary who was leading Monty back to the stable he followed Fliss.

“You’re mad at me.” he observed gently.

“Why would I be mad at you?” she replied, pulling 3 cartons of apple juice out of the fridge for the kids.

“Because you saw me last night with Bonnie.” he pressed.

He saw her stiffen slightly before she took a breath and turned round.

“I’m not mad.” she shrugged.

“Could have fooled me.”

“I just…well I think you should have considered Mary a little more, that’s all, instead of simply wanting to get your end away.“ “What does that mean?” he frowned.

“You know damned well what it means.” she looked at him “Mary told me she saw Bonnie this morning, I mean…Jesus Frank that’s her teacher…can you imagine how awkward its gonna be if any of the kids find out that you’re fucking her?” “Ok, I’m not fucking her…” Frank held his hand out to stop her.

“So what were you doing last night then?” Fliss hissed, “Playing scrabble?”

“Hang on, are we really arguing about this?” Frank looked at her, frowning “Why? Why are you so mad about it?”

He paused, looking at her. Her eyes locked onto his and she swallowed, and for a moment he hoped she was going to tell him what he wanted to hear but she shook her head and shrugged.

“You know what, you’re right. What, or who you do in your spare time is your business, not mine.”

With that she pushed past him and headed out into the yard. Frank let out another sigh before he headed out to find Mary.

******

Fliss made no attempts to speak to Frank over the next few days. He messaged her to tell her about Mary heading to Boston at the end of the week and she replied politely, telling him that she was sure it would all work out, but beyond that she didn’t reach out further. However, she did call to wish Mary a safe trip to Boston on the Thursday morning just before Evelyn arrived to pick her up, and told her she wanted to hear all about it when she came home on Saturday afternoon . By the time Frank got the phone back, Fliss had hung up.

“Frank she likes you. “ Roberta said when she popped over to wish Mary goodbye. Mary wasted no time in informing her the reason he was in a bad mood wasn’t just because she was going to Boston, but also because Fliss was angry at him. Of course she had noticed, because she noticed everyting. “She’s hurt and it’s yo own dumbass fault.” the woman concluded.

Yeah, yeah he got that.

With Mary gone, he decided that night to take a cool box of beer down to the harbour and work late. He was in the middle of pulling a gear box apart when his phone went. It was a message from Bonnie asking if she could meet him to talk. Which was how he found himself sat on the deck of the boat, her opposite him, both wrapped in blankets and clutching bottles of Bud.

“I have had a series of nightmares…where I’m fired…because of what happened. You get it?” Bonnie smiled, rolling her eyes. Frank smiled at her as she laughed “And then I remind myself, that everything that happened, was just all the alcohol and people do far worse right?”

At that Frank laughed. “Yeah we were pretty drunk.”

Truth be told whilst he did think Bonnie was attractive, there was nothing there, and that was compounded by the fact that as he sat there, looking at her, he felt no urges at all. She was simply another one of his Friday night hook ups, only this had turned out to be slightly more complicated.

Yeah, he should definitely borrow that book from Roberta

“So I guess, what I came here to say…” Bonnie sighed “I think you’re a great guy Frank, and I’ve got your back on this damned custody case but…me and you…it just…” “Oh, absolutely, I’m with you…” Frank said, agreeing quickly, thanking the Gods she’d brought it up before he had to. “It was a mistake…” Bonnie arched an eyebrow and he sighed .“Shit, I don’t mean that how it sounds but…well, it was, wasn’t it?”

She smiled and nodded, cocking her head to one side as she surveyed him. “I do think you need to speak to Fliss though?”

“Fliss?” Frank frowned, “What’s she got to do with this?”

"You like her.” Bonnie said simply.

Frank paused before he shook his head, smiling “that obvious?” “Yeah, and there’s the fact you called me by her name twice.” Oh Jesus. Ground please open… “What when we… ” he grimaced and she chuckled, raising her eyebrows “Oh God. Bonnie… I’m so sorry.” He groaned and ran his hands over his face.

What a fucking ass hole.

“Like we said, mistake…” Bonnie smiled, “Especially when you’re clearly hung up on another girl. “ “Yeah well whatever may or may not have been there, I think I’ve kinda blown it… story of my life.” Frank sighed taking a pull from his bottle.

“Blown it?”

“Yeah she’s pretty pissed. She saw us in the bar and has hardly spoken a word to me since”

“And you’re giving up that easily?” Bonnie raised an eyebrow. He sighed and she leaned forward slightly “Take it from me, another female, that if she’s that pissed at you over the fact that you hooked up with someone else then she feels something for you Frank.“

They stayed and chatted about the court case for a while and he filled Bonnie in on the running order for the testimonies which would start on Tuesday before she bid him goodnight and left. He contemplated messaging Fliss but decided against it. He worked late again on Friday, for the first time in months foregoing his trip to Ferg’s and by Saturday afternoon he was ready to welcome Mary home. He’d missed her.

“I’m loaded with swag!” she said, with an air of someone out of Gossip Girl, not that he’d seen a lot of that mind, as she skipped towards him and wrapped her arms around his waist as well she could with the bag she was carrying. His hand dropped to the back of her head as he hugged her before he looked up at his mother.

“Wanna come inside?” he asked as Mary skipped off calling Fred’s name.

“Cat.” she said, with a faint smile as she shook her head.

He nodded to her and turned to follow Mary.

“I need to ring Fliss…” Mary said immediately.

“Well, I got a better idea.” Frank said, “How about we head over there and see her?”

“Yesss.” Mary said, before she looked at him. “Are you friends again?”

“We never stopped being friends she’s just mad at me because I did something stupid, but don’t worry, it’ll work out.” he said.

I hope…

***** Fliss was busy on a lesson when her phone went. Taking a quick minute to look at it, she read the message from Frank asking if it was ok if they swung by as Mary was home. With a deep breath she replied telling him it was fine, before she turned back to her client who was one of the boarders on the yard.

She had just about finished some 30 minutes or so later when she heard Mary calling. She turned and gave her a smile and a wave. Once she had finished and taken payment, she turned to Mary and gave the girl a hug.

“Hey…” she smiled. Mary hugged her tight and Fliss chuckled before she glanced up at Frank “Coffee?”

He smiled, taking the olive branch she had offered. “Yeah, sounds great.”

They made their way into the office and Fliss moved to the small kitchenette area at the back, filling the coffee machine before she turned to Mary, leaning against the counter.

“So, tell me all about Boston.” Mary began to gush about all the things she had done, Fliss listening and asking questions as she made her and Frank a coffee. He took his with a thanks whilst Mary told Fliss how she had looked at some photos, learned more about her mom and then done some complicated Maths for a professor at a University. At that Fliss noticed Frank stiffen slightly and she looked at him, gently shaking her head. He smiled tightly and turned to look out over the yard, taking a few steps outside.

“And she has a piano…” Mary finished, “I mean I didn’t get to play it but…”

“You should come over to my mum’s.” Fliss smiled “She’ll let you play hers. That’s what she used to do, teach people music.”

Mary smiled, before she looked over at Frank who was stood watching a few people who were riding in the paddock, the lessons for the day having concluded which mean the boarders were free to do what they wanted.

“Are you still mad at Frank?” she turned back to Fliss.

“Not really.” Fliss said “I got a bit cross but…” “Yeah, he can make me cross too.” Mary said wisely “He does dumb stuff sometimes.”

Fliss laughed and studied the young girl “Yeah, you got that right.” “But he’s a good person.” she shrugged

“I know.” Fliss said, her eyes flicking to him before she looked back at Mary.

“I don’t want to live with Evelyn.” Mary shrugged “I mean she was nice and looks like my mom but…she’s bossy.” Fliss smiled.

“And I want to stay with Frank.” Mary continued “Because I know he loves me. And he did before he found out I was smart.”

Fliss felt a lump in her throat at the girl’s confession. She glanced over at Frank again who ran a hand over his face, rubbing at his eyes underneath his shades.

“Hey, Mary, why don’t you go say hi to Monty.” she said gently, “Tell Joanne I said you could help with the feeds.” “Yesss.” she said, scooting off her chair and shooting across the yard. Fliss saw Frank follow her with her eyes before he turned to her as she walked over to him.

“Hey.” she said, her tone soft. “How you holding up?” “Apart from screwing up my life, I’m good.” he snorted, taking off his glasses and tucking them into the collar of his t-shirt  “Just hope I’m not screwing hers up as well.”

“Don’t’ say that.” Fliss shook her head “You know that’s not true. Mary’s fine…”

“I hate that we haven’t been talking.” he said after a pause,  looking at her. “Been kinda lonely.”

“I thought you’d have been with Bonnie.” she said softly, shrugging.

Frank sighed “I’ve only seen her once, this week. And that was so we could have a straight up conversation about how what happened was a mistake”

“A mistake?” Fliss raised an eyebrow.

“Yeah.” Frank said “And as far as mistakes go…that one was pretty spectacular.”

“And you actually said that to her?”

He nodded.

“Wow… “ she snorted.

“She agreed so…” Frank shrugged and he held her gaze for a second before he took a deep breath “Is that why you’ve been ignoring me?” he pressed “Because you thought we were… you know, together?”

Fliss swallowed and looked away, trying to think of something to say that didn’t give her feelings away. He’d hit the nail on the head. She had thought that, and more over she was jealous so had distanced herself on purpose.

“I just…” she looked back at him, “Well, I didn’t want to step on any toes, so to speak, that’s all.”

“There’s none to step on, trust me.” Frank said gently.

“So err, anyway, she seems to have enjoyed Boston.” Fliss changed the subject.

“Yeah.” Frank said

“So what’s next?”

“Well she has a err, court interview with the Child Welfare department or whatever they’re called on Monday.” he said.

“Sure it’ll be fine.” Fliss replied “It’s not like she’s treated badly or her welfare is an issue Frank.”

“And the hearing starts in full on Tuesday.” he said “And they’re opening with a bang.” Fliss frowned as he turned to face her “Greg called me yesterday. Mary’s biological father has apparently signed an affidavit, nominating my mother as Mary’s legal guardian.”

“Are you fucking kidding me?” Fliss hissed, suddenly seething with anger as Frank shook his head “That’s a real shitty trick.”

“Yep” Frank agreed.

“Does Mary know?”

“No. I’ll have to tell her though, otherwise Evelyn will no doubt during her access.”

“She gets access?”

“Yeah, whilst this is going on she gets visitation rights so…” Frank shrugged, and Fliss couldn’t help but notice his despondent nature.

“So when you gonna tell her?”

“Tuesday night, after it’s done. I don’t want her worrying or knowing he’s in town because if she knows and he doesn’t ask to see her…at least once he’s gone then…” he bit his lip “She’s gonna be upset either way but, what else can I do?”

“Nothing but what you think is best.”  Fliss said gently “I told you before that’s all you can do Frank.” He looked at her and she sighed, opening her arms and he gladly stepped towards her, wrapping her up in a hug.

******

“Mr. Polland, are you the…natural father of Mary Adler?”

“Yes. Yes, I am.”

Frank sat still, glaring at the ass hole sat in the dock.

“And how you can be certain of this?

“Well, I always knew, but then you had me take a DNA test.”

Course they did…

I would offer the test results as result of evidence of that Mr. Polland is the father and natural guardian of the minor. As well as an affidavit from Mr. Polland nominating Mrs. Adler the maternal grandmother as the legal guardian of the minor.”

Frank sat up slightly, his jaw clenching. This ass hole had no right to decide what was best for Mary, he’d never fucking met her. Greg touched his arm, shaking his head before he stood up.

“No objections.”

“Mr. Polland has Mrs. Adler offered you any monetary reward or employment for coming forward today?” Evelyn’s attorney continued.

No, sir. I have a job of my own.”

Frank suppressed a snort. Bullshit she hasn’t paid you.

“Thank you. No further questions, your Honour.”

Cullen rose again and waited a second before he opened his cross examination “Mr. Polland when was the last time you saw Mary?”

“I've never seen her.” Polland shifted slightly and Frank watched him intently.

“Why not?”

“By the time I heard about Diane…passing the baby was gone already.”

Her name is Mary, ass hole… Frank took a deep breath.

“Well, did you try and find her?” Cullen pressed.

“Best I could. I couldn’t just go and search the entire country.” Polland shook his head, trying to make a joke out of it. Frank was pleased to see the judge wasn’t laughing.

Greg nodded and paused once more before suddenly asking “Do you use a computer at work?”

“Sure.” Polland replied

“You know what? Help me out.” Greg said, grabbing his laptop “Let's google 'Mary Adler’ and see what we find.” he placed the laptop on the dock and turned it towards Polland. The man hesitated for a while and looked at the Judge who gestured with his hand, instructing him to do as he was told. Polland began to tap when Jason spoke again “You know what? You better add her middle name.”

Frank watched as Polland stopped, because of course he had no idea what her midde name was.

“It'll narrow it down. Eileen” Cullen said. Polland looked up and caught Frank’s eye, his face sheepish. Frank kept his face straight, his chin resting on his hand, fingers making an L-shape round his jaw as Polland looked away and began to tap..

“Yeah, hit enter.” Greg instructed. “Ok, now head to page 2…second hit…would you please tell the court what you see there?”

Polland hesitated “It’s a newspaper article called ‘Not so terrible twos’”

“And one of them is Mary Eileen Adler.”  Greg nodded “Same name as your daughter. Born on the same day as your daughter. With a photograph”

Polland looked at him.

“In your defence, you’d never recognize it…”

“Your Honour, this is…” Evelyn’s attorney stood up but Cullen was quick to cut him off

“Your Honour, if there’s one thing here that's sadly obvious it’s that Mr. Polland has never been a genuine guardian of the minor and his nomination of Mrs. Adler is no less disingenuous.” he looked at the Judge.

Frank shifted slightly as Judge Nicholls looked at Polland, then to Evelyn, then to Frank before he turned glanced at the notes spread out in front of him.

“While the state of Florida gives difference to nomination by natural parent, I'm inclined to side with Mr. Cullen’s laptop at this time.” he said, nodding at Cullen, effectively dismissing the affidavit. Frank allowed himself a relieved smile as Greg nodded.

“Thank you, your Honor”

Frank walked his mother to her car, as she told him about his step father Walter. Frank had found it odd how he wasn’t featuring in any of this, but his question was answered as Evelyn told him he had bought a ranch in Montana.

“Bullshit.” he exclaimed as they strode down the path in the sun, his suit jacket handing over his arm.

“Exactly. A man whose idea of roughing it is being too far from the ice machine at the Ritz Carlton now owns a 1000 acres of grass and dung.”

“Walter Price is a cowboy.” Frank smiled, shaking his head.

“Walter Price who puts on a Brooke’s brother suit to take out the garbage now has a cowboy hat and cowboy boots and a horse that doesn’t know dressage.” Evelyn shook her head.

“Is there some logical reason for this?” Frank asked making a mental note to tell Fliss.

“Midlife crisis, apparently.”

“He’s 70.” Frank scoffed

“I know. Must have been on time delay or something. I guess I should be happy it wasn’t 25 year old cocktail waitress. But then again an affair you can explain to friends in a minute. For this, you put on a pot of coffee.”

“And he’s out there right now?”

“Yessiree!” Evelyn imitated a Western accent.

Frank lost himself for a moment as he and his mother joked, mocking exactly what his Step Father would look like. He hated to admit it, but at times like this he was reminded how similar he was to his mother. Same dry sense of humour, no nonsense nature…

“The fastest asset management in the West.” he snorted and Evelyn smiled.

“The man who shot Liberty Mutual. That’s what I’ve been calling him” she said as they stopped at her car.

“That’s really, really funny.” Frank said, and then sighed as she opened the car door. He leaned down and spoke to the driver  “Take her to the airport.” he said, straightening up. “Go home, Evelyn. Or Montana. Rustle some cattle.” he said gently.

“You know I have no desire to hurt you. I hate it that we’re at odds.” she said as she say in the car, looking at him through the open window.

And then, he was also reminded just how different they were too.

“We’re always at odds.” he shrugged.

“Yes.” She said, almost sadly before she spoke and issued an instructions to her driver, which Frank also realised as a direct defiance aimed at him “Hotel.” 

**** As anticipated, when Frank broke the news to Mary about her father she had a meltdown. What hadn’t anticioated was her locking herself in the bathroom and no amount of coaxing from him or Roberta managed to draw her out. She was crying her little heart out, sobbing about how her dad didn’t want her…and just before he kicked the door in he had a stroke of inspiration,  pulling out his phone to call in reinforcement.

It arrived in the shape of Fliss some 20 minutes later.

“I still can’t believe that wank stain was even given the time of day.” she seethed as Frank greeted her as she strode in the door.

“Well his claim was thrown out but…”Frank nodded to where Roberta was stood outside locked bathroom door.

“Why you had to tell her that asshole was testifying I’ve no idea.” the woman shot him a look.

“Because it’s the truth. And if I didn’t, Evelyn would’ve.” Frank reasoned.

“If I was the dad of a little girl and I never saw her… and I was in the same town… I would visit her.” Fliss heard Mary’s crying and Frank saw her face scrunch up in sympathy. “He didn’t even need directions. He could’ve followed you here.”

“Ok, Roberta, move…” Fliss said gently. Roberta stood to the side and Fliss spoked to the door. “Mary…honey, it’s me.”

“Lissy?” Mary sniffled.

“The one and only.” Fliss smiled, before she sighed “You know what, you’re right. He could have come to see you. But he didn’t. And that’s nothing to do with you.”

“He doesn’t even wanna see what I look like.” The girl sobbed again.

“I never met my dad either…” Fliss said gently “He abandoned my mum before I was born, and then he was killed when I was 4 months old. But before that he never made any attempt to see me. He died without ever seeing my face. And you know what?”

“What?” Mary sniffed.

“That’s his loss, just like it’s your…father’s loss, and I hate to use that word because he’s not really got any right to be called that.”

Mary said nothing, but Frank could hear her sniffling still.

“But then my mom met Bill when I was two, and he’s been my dad ever since. He looked after me and loved me, just like Frank does for you.” Fliss glanced at him and he dropped his hand from where it had been cupping his chin, folding his arms round his chest as he shot her a small smile. “Like we all do Mary, you’re so loved. By Frank, Roberta…me…” Fliss continued, “Now come on, open the door.”

There was a pause and they heard a rustle, before the lock on the door clicked and it opened. Mary stood in the doorway, her eyes red and wet from tears before she gave another sob and threw herself at Fliss. Fliss crouched down on one knee and held her back, gently rocking her and Frank felt his chest tighten at the display of affection.

And then he had an idea.

Fliss watched him as he crouched next to them, his hand gently reaching out to brush Mary’s hair back as she turned her head which was on Fliss’ shoulder to look at him.

“Put your shoes on. We're going for a ride.” he said to her softly. Then he turned to Fliss “You too that is if you want to.”

“Sure.” she nodded.

“Roberta?” Frank looked at her, and she shook her head.

“Your truck only got 3 seats.” “We can take mine.” Fliss offered as Mary gently released her.

“No, I think you two got this.” she said, smiling.

*******

“What are we doing here?” Mary asked as they sat on the seats in the waiting room and Fliss found herself wondering the same thing. She hadn’t questioned Frank, he obviously had something up his sleeve.

“Waiting.”

“We can see that.” Fliss said, and he looked at her,rolling his eyes as Mary continued.

“Why?”

“Because I said so.” he said, returning to the National Geographic magazine he was flicking through.

“How long do we have to stay here?”

“As long as it takes. And keep your voice down. It’s a hospital.” Frank said.

As long as it takes turned out to be an hour and a half. Through which time Mary had groaned, moaned, used Frank’s legs as a climbing frame, which Fliss noticed he had expertly ignored simply slouching in his seat, legs apart as Mary draped herself over them. Eventually she had curled up next to Fliss and laid her head on her lap, dozing off.

Fliss was busy reading something on her emails when she heard a bit of a commotion and the group at the other side of the waiting room all stood up. Frank’s eyes flew to them and then he gently gave Fliss a smile before he nudged Mary awake.

She blinked and watched as a man walked into the waiting room dressed in scrubs, a huge smile on his face.

“It’s a boy.” he announced and the group erupted into cheers. Fliss glanced down at Mary who was watching in awe as everyone started to congratulate the man, all crying, sobbing with happiness, cheering, praising the lord.

“That's exactly how it was when you were born.” Frank said softly and Fliss then understood. He was showing Mary that she was loved, that she was wanted.

“This happy?” Mary asked

“This happy.” Frank confirmed.

“Who came out and told everybody?” she asked, and Frank leaned over gently brushing her hair behind her ear.

“I did.” he said softly.

The emotion of the moment got to Fliss and her eyes watered. Frank raised his head and they shared a look as he smiled and she smiled back before Mary piped up.

“Can we stay for another?”

Frank smiled and Mary jumped up, heading over to the group. They all smiled at her as she was swept into their celebrations. Fliss reached over and gently took Frank’s hand, giving his fingers a squeeze, a gesture he returned until Mary came back and pulled Fliss over to the group with her. Frank leaned back and watched as Fliss simply smiled and wiped her eyes as she congratulated the family and he let out a sigh, swallowing slightly, lost in his thoughts.

Eventually the family all dispersed to go and see their new arrival and he told Mary that it was too late to stay for another. She fell asleep on the way home against Fliss and when they got back t was a careful manoeuvre between them both to get her out of the car without waking her up. He gently placed her in bed before he walked Fliss down to her jeep.

“Thank you.” he said to her gently “You were amazing before…you’re just…amazing.” he said, trailing off.

She blushed slightly and tucked her hair behind her ears.

“I mean it Lissy…” he said, “You…I dunno.”

He hesitated for a second before he reached out and gently placed his hand on her hip, pulling her softly towards him

“Frank…” she said softly as his face dropped towards hers, her hands gently on his chest keeping him away from her “Look, I…”

“I know.” he swallowed, his head dropping as he sighed at her rejection “You don’t have to explain.”

“It’s not even 2 weeks ago you were in bed with another woman.” she said gently and he grimaced, pulling away slightly.

“I know and I really wish that hadn’t happened” he sighed, the hand that had been on her hip moved and ran through his hair “There’s really nothing going on between me and Bonnie…it was just a one night. My head was fucked and…”

“How do I know it isn’t now?”  Fliss looked at him “How do I, or you for that matter, know that this…” she gestured between them with her hand “…isn’t just an emotional response to what’s going on as well?”

“Because it’s not.” he said, his eyes not leaving hers as he drove his message home “I care about you Fliss, more than just as friends…and I’m kicking myself now because what I did means you don’t believe me…”

“It’s not that I don’t believe you.” she said gently, shaking her head as she took deep breath. “And it’s not that I don’t feel the same…”

It’s not that I don’t feel the same At her words a soft smile formed on his face as she continued to talk.

“…but right now, you need to concentrate on Mary…and getting through this week.”

He nodded, swallowing “Yeah, maybe you’re right.”

“No maybe about it.” she smiled, and reaching up she took his face in her soft hands. “But I promise you I’m not going anywhere.” her eyes locked onto his “And whatever this is…” she gestured between them once more “if it’s right, then it’ll still be there when all this is over.”

She stood on her tip toes to place a gentle kiss to side of his mouth and he leaned down, pressing  his forehead against hers, his eyes closed as he swallowed. They stayed like that for a moment until Fliss backed away gently, squeezing his hand.

“I’ll see you tomorrow.” she said softly.

“Tomorrow?” he frowned

“Yeah, the Wicked Witch of The West is testifying is she not?”

Frank gave a huff of a laugh “Yeah she is.” “Like I said, you’re not alone. I might bring a hosepipe,see if she melts. I’ll see you in the morning.”

He chuckled at her joke and watched her climb in her car, waiting until the tail lights had disappeared before he turned and headed inside. Finally all the cards were on the table, and it hadn’t been a rejection, quite the opposite actually.

For the first time in days, Frank slept soundly that night.

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Tag game!

I was tagged by @summertimeshame Thank u so much, it's been a while since I last did a tag game C:

1. Why did you choose your URL?

Because, it was late at night and I was watching Thor while eating a sandwich, so...

2. Do you have any sideblogs?

Yep, @hexentanze

3. How long have you been on Tumblr?

About ten years :v I know, I know

4. Do you have a queue tag?

Nah

5. Why did you make a Tumblr blog in the first place?

Because nobody irl was into the things i liked, so...

6. Why did you choose your icon?

I just needed a selfie :)

7. Why did you choose your header?

Because I liked it hehe

8. What’s your post with the most notes?

I don't know :V

9. How many mutuals do you have?

Some and I love every one of them :B

10. How many followers do you have?

Can't remember, about 700, but most of them aren't active anymore :/

11. How many people do you follow?

About 300 I guess, but, again, most of them aren't active and I'm just v lazy to unfollow, so...

12. Have you ever made a shitpost?

nah

13. How often do you use Tumblr?

Not as often as I'd like to :(

14. Have you ever gotten into a fight/argument with another blog?

Nah, even online i'm pretty ignored xD

15. How do you feel about “you need to reblog this” kind of posts?

I just don't care, I guess

16. Do you like tag games?

Yep, Yep :D

17. Do you like ask games?

Sure!

18. Which of your mutuals do you think is or should be Tumblr famous?

I don't know, i'm getting old to know what's famous these days xD

19. Do you have a crush on a mutual?

I think I have, but he's my mutual on my sideblog and sadly, not active these days, so... :´D

I don't know who to tag, but feel free to do this if you're in the mood, just say I tagged you, uh? :D

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Kari’s MCU Summer Writing Challenge

Hi y’all. Summer is finally here so it’s time for a challenge. I chose to use a few different types of prompts this time. There are 15 word prompts, 15 songs and 15 dialogue prompts. You have to use your prompt. So if you pick a song or a word it’s not enough to mention it. You have to somehow focus the fic around the lyrics (you don’t have to quote them but use the theme) or the dialogue/word prompt.  You only have to pick one prompt per fic and one pairing off the list. I hope you wanna play and have some fun with me this summer :D

Due Date: August 3rd, 2019

Word min: 500 words

Word Max: 6k words

Style: It can be a drabble, one shot or the beginning of a series. Do not put in in the middle of an ongoing series since I plan on reading them and don’t want to read 10 parts of something to understand the entry.

Fandom: MCU - mostly

Will you read and reblog my fic?

You betcha :D I am behind on reading for previous challenges so patience is a virtue here

When Do I Post?

Right now. Sign Ups start now and end when there are no more prompts or when the due date rolls around

Genre: Anything you want. You have to be over 18 if you write smut and you always have to warn accordingly! Fluff, angst, AUs, and crack are all welcome.

Limits on what you can write: No Mommy/Daddy kinks, no non/dub con, no A/B/O, no merpeople. No half animal anything, please. No mobster aus. No monster porn (this counts Venom and Hulk) No glorification on cheating (it’s okay as a plot device but use it with thought), no wife, s/o (even exes) or actor hate in rpfs! - if you got any questions at any time feel free to send me an ask,

NO BDSM INVOLVING BUCKY - NEITHER IN SHIPS OR READER INSERTS! PLEASE BE RESPECTFUL OF HIS PTSD! DON’T TURN HIS ARM INTO A KINK FOR ANYONE - IT’S A DISABILITY AND CONNECTED TO GREAT TRAUMA.

Format: State in your A/N that it is for my (until-theend-oftheline) Kari’s Summer Writing Challenge. And use the # Kari’s Summer Writing Challenge in the first 5 tags.

Pairing and word count also have to be easy to spot in your header!

Submit: After you posted on Tumblr you have to add yourself and your fic to this doc.  If you don’t do this you will not be added to the masterlist I create when the challenge is over. If you got questions - just ask :D

Doc link it case Tumblr is an ass: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1vuVYEHmpvOPtIa5X50d3VC9MOa-cPKWuSr2D33cVg8U/edit?usp=sharing

How do I join?

You pick a prompt and a pairing off the list. Then you go to this doc to sign up: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1ll0w6MiJmS36RiYfEv8o03ICrRUyaG2xYM4szj7d4e0/edit?usp=sharing

If you got any problems let me know and I will sign you up manually. Any questions are welcomed via asks as well.

Prompts and pairings are under the cut.

Pairings

No male readers - gender neutral are fine otherwise female.

General Fics - character or rpf are both fine.

All genders, skin tones etc. OCs are welcome as well.

Sister/daughter/romantic/friendship reader pairings for following are all fine - just let me know which (I prefer romantic or friendship but no pressure):

Actors

Sebastian Stan

Chris Evans

Bradley Cooper

Chris Hemsworth

Robert Downey Jr.

Tom Hiddleston

Elizabeth Olsen

Tom Hardy

Characters

Bucky Barnes

Steve Rogers

Thor Odinson

Tony Stark

Wanda Maximoff

Sam Wilson

Brunnhilde/Valkyrie

Natasha Romanoff

Clint Barton

Wade Wilson

Eddie Brock (no monster porn please!)*

Ships (all are allowed as poly with reader too):

Stucky

Winterwitch

Winterwidow

Winterhawk

Winterfalcon

Sam x Clint (I don’t know their ship name)

Clintasha

Steggy

Thundershield

Thor x Valkyrie (also forgot the ship name)

Activity and word prompts

1 Heatwave

2 Barbeque

3 Camping

4 Bonfire

5 Stargazing

6 Skinny dipping

7 Painting the house

8 Breakfast on the roof

9 Sunburn

10 Water Fight

11 A/C broken

12 Hot summer night

13 Summer Rain

14 Thunderstorm

15 Icecream  

Song Prompts:

16 Bonfire Hearts - James Blunt

17 Here Comes the Sun - The Beatles

18 Summertime Sadness - Lana Del Rey

19 Night Moves - Bob Seger

20 California Girls - Beach Boys

21 Long Hot Summer - Keith Urban

22 Sangria - Blake Shelton

23 Toes - Zac Brown Band

24 Malibu - Miley Cyrus

25 Drops of Jupiter - Train

26 The Script - Breakeven

27 Roses - The Chainsmokers

28 Adventure of a Lifetime - Coldplay

29 Avicii - Wake Me Up

30 Best Day of My Life - American Authors

Dialogue Prompts:

31 “What do you want me to do? Battle a shark and swim to shore?”

32 “I need a hug but I’m so hot I don’t want anyone to touch me!”

33 “The summer sun is not meant for boys like me. Boys like me belong in the rain”

34 “You’re hot!” “I know” “Not what I meant dumbass”

35 “I never thought I’d say this but put on a shirt before you burn

36 “I told you I’d save you a seat in hell”

37 “That’s not what I meant when I said we should have a bonfire!”

38 “Are you seriously going for a run in this heat?”

39 “If you throw me in I’ll kill you!”

40 “I think I am about to spontaneously combust”

41 “Ohmygod is that rain ever gonna stop?”

42 “Dude! That’s not what ice cubes are for!”

43 “Was that an explosion or thunder?”

44 “I think the surfboard just tried to kill me.”

45 “I always wanted a beach wedding”

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@awkwardfangirl2014 @dottirose

@softlybarnes @kentuckybarnes @jewels2876 @barnesrogersvstheworld @evanstarff @evansrogerskitten @sebs-potato

[crispsevans]

💙 you know I gotta get that second one in for the marvel one hahaha ily

ok nad 💙

here’s your blograte for @romanoffsvalkyrie !

DESKTOP THEME: not my style | lovely | higher, further, faster, baby (it’s dark :c) | pls let me be a skrull for your theme | CAROL DANVERS

MOBILE THEME: not my style | lovely | beautiful (the header is light (and still pretty!!) but the rest is dark :c .. hadkashdjk :D) | *nods* yeah it works, it works *secretvisionsmile* | WANDA MAXIMOFF

URL: i don’t get that reference | i understood that reference | amazing | i have to watch my language | STEVE ROGERS

CONTENT: not my taste | keep up the good work, signed: the mechanic | jarvis play ‚back in black‘ by acdc | the pepper to my potts | TONY STARK

ORIGINAL CONTENT (if applicable): not my favourite flavour of beer | lovely | u are not noobmaster69 | ok new queen of asgard | THOR 

1k celebration blogrates

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SaiyanPrincessSwanie - Reading List Week 115

Welcome to Week 115

Yeah, I know I said I was gonna take a break cause of surgery but here I am with a short list.

As always these will be listed in no particular order. None of these stories are mine. I’m just signal boosting them. Author is listed next to title. My goal is to signal boost writers and spread positivity in the community.  💜💜

Click HERE to see what I will or won’t read. This is very important.

Click HERE for past reading lists.

My Masterlist click HERE

Please make sure you are reading the warnings on every story. They range from dark to fluff. Do Not Read if you are under 18 years old. These stories are meant for adults only. You’re responsible for your own media consumption.

Page-break by @whimsicalrogers​​​​​​​​​​​ & header by me

If you can, please reblog these lists so they can reach more people on Tumblr.

I love you 3000 💜 Missy

Chrome & Leather - Chapter 6 - (Steve x Reader, Billy x Reader) - @saiyanprincessswanie​​

Kinktober Day 1 - (Jake x Reader) - @bonkywobble​

There Is a Fine Line Between Love and Hate - (Lloyd x Reader) - @spectre-posts​ @wiypt-writes​

Kinktober Day 1 - (Bucky x Reader) - @metalbuckaroo​

midnight delights - (Bucky x Reader) - @sunshinebuckybarnes​

Darktober - (Loki x Reader) - @animnerd​

Love in an Elevator - (Ari x Reader) - @spectre-posts​ @wiypt-writes​

Kinktober Day 2 - (Bucky x Reader) - @metalbuckaroo​

Kinktober Day 3 - (Bucky x Reader) - @metalbuckaroo​

Little Fire - (Stephen x Reader x Tony) - @ironlady1993

Kinktober Day 2 - (Thor x Reader) - @bonkywobble​

Kinktober Day 3 - (Steve x Reader) - @bonkywobble​

Working Hard - (Steve x Reader) - @labella420

Spanks Very Much - (Jake W x Reader) - @spectre-posts​ @wiypt-writes​

Heartbeats and Flatlines (4) - @cockslutpadalecki​

The Agreement - @writercole​

Crimson Desire - (Steve x Reader) - @spectre-posts​ @wiypt-writes​

Darktober Day 1 - @animnerd​

Killing Mrs. Pronge - Part 1 - (Mr. Freezy x Reader) - @the-iceni-bitch

For a smile they can share the night - (Jake x Reader) - @christywantspizza

Sibling Rivalry (Chapter 31) - (Steve x Reader) - @imdarkinme

Sunrise - Part 8 - (Bucky x Reader) - @wkemeup

Rock N Roll People, In A Disco World - Chp 17 - Part 3 - @wiypt-writes

To Your Glorious Thorn - (Steve x Reader) - @slyyywriting

A Plum Deal - (Stucky x Reader) - @jobean12-blog

Cuffed - (Steve x Reader) - @sidepartskinnyjeans

Made For This - (Curtis x Reader) - @spectre-posts @wiypt-writes

Kinktober Day 4 - (Billy x Reader) - @bonkywobble

Kinktober Day 6 - (Frank C x Reader) - @bonkywobble

Kinktober Day 4 - (Bucky x Reader) - @metalbuckaroo

A Simple Favor - (Steve x Reader) - @ghostofskywalker

three's company - (Steve x Reader x Bucky) - @sunshinebuckybarnes

All I Really Want - (Kyle x Reader) - @spectre-posts @wiypt-writes

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[ynscrazylife]

Heyo! I hope you had a fab bday!!! I was wondering if I could request a ‘being ___ would include’ but for the reader being BlackHill (Nat and Maria’s) teen daughter? Ty for all the work you give us btw bestie its always so good

Being BlackHill’s Daughter Would Include . . .

Authors Note: Thank you! I did have a great day.

Request to be on a taglist (or multiple) here! (Taglists are at the end of the fic)

MCU Masterlist #1 | MCU Masterlist #2 |  Main Masterlist

PSA: Do NOT copy, steal, translate, plagiarize, republish, etc any of my works on Tumblr or any other platform. Also, do NOT claim any of my works as your own. All of these works are either requests I’ve gotten that people have wanted me to write or original ideas I’ve had for works. If you happen to take inspiration from anything I’ve written and want to write something inspired by that, please a) ask me first and b) IF I say yes, credit me as inspo in your post by tagging me and link whatever work of mine that inspired you. Thanks.

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Being the daughter of a top S.H.I.E.L.D. agent and S.H.I.E.L.D.’s second-in-command meant that you practically lived at the organization’s headquarters

Babysitter cancelled? You were sitting in the break room, usually being watched by Clint or Phil

Nick played an uncle role to you and you loved to tease him and call him “Grandpa”

Phil and Clint were like uncles, too

The three have a secret competition between themselves on who’s the best uncle to you

Clint claims he won when you called him the “fun uncle” once

Bobbi, Jemma, Daisy, and May are like aunts to you

Natasha, especially when you were little, usually promised you a cookie in exchange for you going up to Maria with your cute puppy dog eyes and asking if Natasha could skip mission paperwork

It worked 9/10 times

Maria would do the same if she wanted Natasha to not go on a mission

Which usually didn’t work because Fury butted in

And then your moms would use your cuteness against Fury, which always worked

He had a soft spot for you

From a young age, you were being trained in combat

Bobbi also insisted teaching your everything science-related

You loved doing experiments with her

Whenever one of your moms had to go away on a particularly long and dangerous mission, you’d be devastated

Fury did his best to plan it so one of your moms would always be with you

It was difficult, though, because you missed them a lot

When the Avengers were formed, each of them loved you

You were especially close to Steve and Sam

Tony loved to spoil you, too

He tried to convince your moms that Jarvis was a good enough babysitter (you and Jarvis were great friends) but that didn’t work

You took every opportunity you had to try and lift Thor’s hammer

But when Loki came along, things got difficult

When Clint was brainwashed by him and was forced fo tell Loki about you, he got a wicked idea. He quickly saw that you had all the Avengers wrapped around your finger and devised a plan to use you against them.

Naturally, he had Clint kidnap you

When the Avengers got a video that showed Clint holding you hostage and they saw how terrified you were, they were both devastated and angry

Natasha was especially heartbroken because Clint was her best friend

Thankfully, they were able to get you back, and Maria and Natasha were very protective over you

When Clint was returned to normal, it took some time for your uncle-niece relationship to be repaired

He apologized countless times to you and your moms

When Phil died, you were devastated

Maria had a big fight with Fury because she refused to keep the fact that Phil was alive from you and Natasha

Of course, she told you and Natasha that Phil was fine, and you both were elated

You weren’t supposed to tell the rest of the team, but you were too excited and let it slip

Fury couldn’t even be mad

You were also very close to Clint’s children and, when you got older, babysat them

The toughest time in your life was when S.H.I.E.L.D. fell

For starters, having to deal with many of the agents that were like family to you now being outed as villains was very difficult

You were disgusted to think that you had ever trusted them and angry about what they had done

You also had to watch your parents deal with this, which was very hard

Especially with Maria essentially losing her job

It was a lot on you emotionally, but you were hiding it because you didn’t want your moms to have to deal with this, too

You almost broke when Fury died, but just about managed to hold it together until you learned that he was alive

And the second you could you ran to him and hugged him

However it all came crashing down when you were taken hostage by an agent who wanted revenge and blamed Fury and Natasha for Pierce’s death

You were beyond terrified

Even when Clint had taken you hostage, a part of you didn’t believe that he’d actually hurt you

But this guy did

You were so scared of what was going to happen and if your parents would find you

Thankfully, they did

When you were pulled from unconsciousness and saw your moms crouched in front of you, worried, you almost thought you were dreaming

When Maria untied you from the chair you had been restrained to and Natasha picked you up, you started crying from relief

You were barely conscious but so glad to be out of there

On the way to the Quinjet, you caught glimpses of the Avengers fighting your captors

The whole time, Natasha was doing her best to make you comfortable and Maria was checking you for any injuries

You were floating in and out of consciousness but when you were awake, almost always Bruce was giving you a smile and updating you about whatever medical thing he was doing to help you

Natasha and Maria were great moms and you were very grateful for them

They were the best protectors and the best caregivers and always boasted about you to anyone and everyone they could

They also LOVED to tickle you

As did Fury, Phil, and the rest of the Avengers

They all thought you were adorable

Oh, and you and Carol instantly bonded

And ganged up on Fury

You learned a lot about the world through your moms and, when you were old enough, followed in their footsteps and became a secret agent

This time — for S.W.O.R.D.

You bonded with Darcy and Monica

And your moms freaked out when they learned about your experience with Westview

Butttt that’s a story for another time

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