#Frank Adler fluff

[coltrainbat]

HI, could you write about frank adler being a single (again) uncle and meets a new female bartender, reader in his usual bar. Both of them hit it off and started dating for about two months. frank introduced her to his niece, mary

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Making his way into his usual, Fergs, on a quiet Thursday night, Frank didn’t expect anything different. Place still looked the same; dimly lit with neon bar signs covering the walls and the smell of old beer. It felt like a second home, predictable, familiar and warm (due to the fact that they haven’t gotten that goddamn AC fixed). He settled onto the counter, head lowered waiting for his usual to appear magically in front of him like always.

“What can I getcha?” The voice wasnt from the usual gritty bar manager. For one it was feminine, young and perky. 

Frank couldn’t help his eyebrows raising at the sight of you. Sure they’ve hired pretty girls before but they usually didn’t last the week trying to keep up with demand while also hindering the advances of regulars. So how a beautiful <your hair colour> in a white tank top and denim short shorts was still here was a mystery to Frank. 

“Umm yeah hi can I just get umm.. just a..” he stumbled on his words trying to avoid your questioning gaze. 

“A beer?”

“Yeah that.” Frank gave a flat smile.

You undid the cap on the edge of the bar, Frank holding out his hand expectantly but you held the bottle away from him, holding it just above your shoulder. Raising an eyebrow expectantly.

“Please?” Frank said hesitantly.

“And…” You slowly inched it towards the bar top. 

“Thank you.” It was becoming increasingly clear to him how you have survived here. You don’t put up with shit.

You placed the beer in front of him “Manners..” you trailed 

“Maketh a man. William Horman.”

“Yes.” You smiled down at him from the bar.

“What are you doing here?” He said outwardly.

“Working.”

“Oh I see that. I meant what is someone like YOU doing HERE?" 

“What is someone like me… exactly?” You placed your palms on the bar, leaning into him closer. 

He took a long swig of his drink. Sighing in contentment at the taste.

“Too smart to be a bar maid, too classy for Coors beer and way too pretty for a place like this.” 

You looked around at the empty bar with a few drunk stragglers. Taking the beer from his hands you took a long swing. “I am never too good for Coors beer.” 

Frank let out a low whistle “That’s good to know.” 

“I’m Frank by the way.” He held out his hand for you to shake.

“Y/N.” You shook his hand.

“Nice to meet you.” He smirked

“Likewise.” You bit your bottom lip. 

“So when do you get off?” He smirked devilishy.

“So she’s not like other kids.” Frank looked over at you, peering over his sunglasses.

“What do you considered “other kids”…” 

“She spends a lot of time with adults so she talks a bit differently.”

You shrug “I’m sure she’s fine, she’s got a good uncle.” He grabbed your hand, placing it under his as he moved the gear shift. 

“She just takes a while to warm up to people so I just don’t want you to be discouraged.” 

“Frank, she doesn’t bite.” You waved him off. 

“No she grew out of that 2 years ago.” He joked with you.

He pulled into the driveway of their humble abode. Paint falling off the rackety old porch framed by the half dead grass from a hot blazing summer. You loved it. It was Frank, imperfect yet homey.

You got out of his truck and waited for him to lead towards the screen door with an obvious hole that had been scratched out by a cat desperate to decide when and where they go.

Hearing the sound of car doors being shut, Roberta made her way out. Taking one look at you, she stopped in her tracks, placing a

hand on her hip. 

“Well my goodness you are prettier than he described.”

“Why thank you Miss Taylor.” You let her embrace you in warm tight hug.

Her chin resting on your shoulder, she raised her eyes in excitement at Frank behind you. 

“Alright break it up you two.” He pulled you back into his side. 

“Thanks for watching her.” He gave the woman a warm smile. 

“Anytime, now I gotta go but it was lovely to meet you and hey don’t take what she says to heart… she takes a while to warm up.”

“I’ve been told! Hopefully this goes well and I’ll be seeing more of you.” She gave you and Frank both a quick kiss to the cheek. 

“You ready?” He whispered in your ear as you both stood in front of the door separating you from your make or break meeting.

You readjusted your bag strap on your shoulder, taking a deep breath “Ready.” With that he pushed open the screen. 

“Mary… I’m home. We’ve got company.” 

You both walked into the living room where the young girl sat, mindlessly stacking lego blocks on the floor, ignoring the calls of her uncle. 

“Hi Mary, I’m-“ You started to introduce yourself in your high pitched little kid voice. 

“Did he pick you up at Fergs?” She said dryly. 

“Close! I work at Fergs.” You gave a tense smile.

“That’s a stark change isn’t it Frank?”

“Mary!” He scolded.

You placed your hand on his shoulder mouthing it’s okay as you walked a little closer towards her. 

“Frank said you’re pretty smart.”

“I’ve gotten “baby Einstein” once or twice.” She replied, not looking up from the floor. 

“I was thinking more Hypatia.” She stopped her movements, looking up at you for the first time quizzically. 

“Whose that?”

“Oh you don’t know who Hypatia was?” You said in faux shock. 

She shook her head. 

“Huh… well for one she was a girl…” You stalked towards her, plopping down on the mat beside her. 

Pulling your legs up to your chest, hugging your knees. Her lack of running away was a good start so you went on…

“She was a mathematician in ancient Egypt back in a time were only men were allowed to do math.”

“Women can do math too!” She piped up, brows furrowed. 

“Oh I agree! Well she figured out a way for ships to navigate and I think I have… oh here it is!” You reached into your bag, pulling out a thick book on the ancient academic that you had secretly brought for her. 

It was brand new with a glossy cover and you threw it around your trailer a couple of times beforehand to make it look worn and read. You had read it of course but maths wasn’t really your thing, the history of women on the other hand… you were always down. 

“Can I please see?” She looked up at you with doe eyes, biting her bottom lip, desperate to flick through the pages.

“Yeah you can have it. I already read it. I’m onto Beyond Good and Evil now.” 

“By Friedrich Nietzsche?” She smiled at the common interest found.

You nodded, eyes widened at her. 

She looked up at Frank; “I like this one.” 

He leaned against the doorway, watching you two in amazement. No one got Mary besides him and Roberta but now he’s starting to think that no one had tried like you. No one bothered to listen when he’d tell them that talk of Barbies and pink nail polish didnt get her interested. That she was pulling thick academia books from the shelf at age 4, desperate to absorb the knowledge they held. How she wanted to be talked to like an equal or better yet be given the materials to have what she so desperately craved. Have someone listen, guide her, talk to her as she was and not try and dumb things down. And here you were, making her eyes light up and hanging on your every word. 

“Good. I’ll leave you two to it then I guess.” He said simply tapping the frame before making his way into the kitchen to prepare his two girls a snack. Smiling like an idiot. Yeah you were a keeper. 

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[imyourbratzdoll]

𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒆𝒍 𝒕𝒖𝒏𝒆𝒔

🎄christmas masterlist🎄

warning - smut, tiny elf male, human reader, stalker behaviour, elf goes flying, elf also using reader as a trampoline, slight somno, slight fluff, reader gets knocked out by dumbass tiny man, a special appearance.

18+ only please, thanks to @lavender-annd-lilac for giving me an idea on what to write for frank, the gif and header aren't mine.

Warnings and Reminders - Please do not plagiarise, copy, repost/republish, adapt, or translate any of my work on any social media platforms, apps, or third-party sites. The only platforms I post my work on are: Tumblr and Wattpad. I do not own any character of any franchise (Marvel etc.) All my works are fiction and may be dark or triggering content: READ ALL WARNINGS BEFORE PROCEEDING.

Frank zooms through your house, his pointed ears twitching as he hears Christmas music coming from the lounge room. An excited grin appears on his face as he heads in that direction. He peeks his head from behind the wall. Frank’s eyes sparkle with glee as they land on your dancing form. Never knowing someone to be so free and beautiful, the room lights up as if you're glowing. For a few moments, he just stares until the shine of something catches his attention.

Frank looks over, his face lighting up, when he notices some golden tinsel lying on the floor. An excited squeak leaves his mouth as he sprints toward the object, squealing as he moves closer to it. Frank flops onto the tinsel, wrapping his tiny hands around it as he begins to tug, similar to a cat but much tinier and human-like. 

“So pretty!” He’s so distracted that he doesn’t notice you moving toward it, nor that it seems to wrap around your ankle, causing you to trip and fall. The action causes Frank to be flung into the air, and a panicked squeal leaves his lips. The sound of a thud comes from where you fell, and the tiniest thud comes from where Frank lands. 

Frank groans, blinking away the stars in his vision, a pout forming on his face as Frank wasn’t expecting to fly today. When his vision clears, Frank looks around, his eyes widening when they land on you and your exposed form. The feel of his cock twitching in his small black tights causes his gaze to quickly flicker down, only to look back up again, not wanting to ever look away from the sight in front of him. 

There you lie, near the Christmas tree knocked out from the fall. Your cute oversized Marvel shirt is flipped, exposing your pretty little pussy and your plump ass. 

Frank quickly jumps up, ignoring the slight pain and dizziness in his head. He excitedly runs over to where you lie. He leans forward, and his tiny finger pokes your cheek before he climbs onto your body. 

He strips from his tights, cock throbs as it springs free. Frank feels giddy as he feels a bounce on your cheek. Like a child, he decides to use your ass as a trampoline. For a split second, he forgets about his hardened cock and how he wants to mark you as he jumps up and down. 

Overjoyed squeals leave his lips before he slowly stops and lies stomach first on your body. His tiny hands grip your plumpy flesh. Squeezing and kneading it as he slowly ruts into you, soft moans escape his lips as the pleasure spreads through his body and becomes too much for him. Frank’s eyes roll back, his tiny little hips moving faster than they ever have before. 

Frank opens his mouth, his teeth clamping down onto your flesh as tingles shoot through his tiny body and down to his thick throbbing member. It feels so good that goosebumps rise throughout him, and his heavy sacks begin to tighten when he feels his end approaching rapidly. Frank should feel embarrassed by how quickly this will end, but the pleasure is too overwhelming to care.

Gripping as tightly as he can, Frank grunts as his member throbs and twitches wildly. Warm white cum shoots from his thick mushroom tip and covers your plump flesh. He lies there for a while, catching his breath before he stands, looking down at the masterpiece he created. A joyful smile graces his appearance as he leans down and spreads his cooling seed across your skin. Soft, cheeky giggles escape him. 

Once everything is done, Frank jumps down and pulls his tights back up his lower half before placing a delicate kiss onto your side. He continues to giggle as he runs off into the night, planning for the next time the rest of them will see you. As he exits, his eyes connect with his boss’s, and he shoots the giant man a slight wink and smile, topping it off with a small wave.

The more giant man grunts, strutting over to where you lie unconscious. He bends down and picks up your tiny body, loving how much smaller you are than him, huffing when he notices Frank's damage to your place and your pretty little head. The man cradles you carefully as he begins to walk in the direction of your room, gently placing you down onto your soft bed and tucking you in. Before he leaves, he kisses your forehead gently, wishing you sweet dreams.

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[sunshine-on-my-mind]

Slice of Life

pairing: Frank Adler x reader

words: 722

warnings: fluff, angsty vibes, Frank being a sweetheart, mentions of taking a shower (implied nudity), mentions of exhaustion and wanting to cry. mention of having dinner.

a/n: hi!! so I know I have not been writing much these days and I’m trying to get back to it but i mostly just feel so tired these days. this fic right here is very self-indulgent and I so wish I could be in Frank’s arms right now. I really hope you all like this. Comments, Reblogs, and Feedback are really appreciated.

As you enter your home, after an exhausting day, both physically and mentally, a deep but silent sigh leaves your mouth. Your eyes quickly scan for the little blonde. Always making sure to not look sad in front of the kid. You knew if she sees you upset, she will be upset too, and you don’t want that.

The kitchen smells good, Frank has become much better at cooking after the lessons you have given him, you smile at the thought. And as you let your thoughts indulge in the happy and cozy moments you spend with your boyfriend, you miss to notice him appearing from your shared bedroom.

“Hey there.” Frank’s beautiful voice breaks you out of your thoughts. He comes closer and takes you in his arms. In that moment, you feel all the weight of the world being released from your body and feel the urgent need to cry. Although before you could shed any tears, the chirpy voice of the young genius gets your attention.

“You’re back! Frank made dinner and it surprisingly smells good” Mary says while pulling your hand and taking you to the kitchen. You chuckle softly while Frank makes a comment about how it always smells good when he cooks.

You decide to freshen up before dinner, only after making sure Mary isn’t hungry because you don’t want her to wait.

“No I wanna have dinner with you both and I’m not hungry, plus it’s Saturday tomorrow so I don’t have school.”

The moment the warm water hits your skin, you let out another sigh. It has been a tough week, but you tried your best to keep a happy face at home. Frank and Mary have been through a lot, and you made it your purpose to only make them smile from the moment you stepped in their lives.

You hear a knock on the door and then your boyfriend appears.

“You alright baby? Wanna talk?” Frank knows you won’t say anything even if you are sad or just not feeling good. You hardly share or speak up when it comes to your own well being, always the caring person. Frank can’t believe how lucky he is to have found such a caring and loving girlfriend but he wants to be there for you too, wants to take care of you.

When the only response he gets from you is a shake of the head, he decides to strip and join you in the shower. You smile, feeling him close to you. You probably will never admit to him how much you love having him close.

“It’s okay if you don’t wanna share, love. But I hope you know I’m always here for you. You do so much for me, so much for Mary. I- I don’t want you to feel burdened”

“Frank, don’t ever think that. Mary and you, you both make me the happiest. I know after a tiring day when I come home and just be in the presence of you two, it instantly lifts up my mood.”

“Uh huh so you do need to be cheered up”

“Hey- that’s not what I said!”

Frank chuckles and so do you. He smiles and kisses your forehead. A drop of tear leaves your eye, a happy tear. You feel content.

He wraps his arms around you, and in his warm embrace, and under the warm water, you feel refreshed.

You both get out of the shower and quickly get changed into some comfy clothes a.k.a. the t-shirt and sweat pants you “borrowed” from your boyfriend.

Mary and you chat over dinner and appreciate Frank for his efforts.

“You’ve learned well Adler, this is so delicious.”

Mary nods her head in agreement.

“Well thank you ladies.”

Settling in bed with Frank, you snuggle close to him.

“No matter what, I’m here for you, always gonna hold you close and listen to you. I appreciate you so much baby, I love you.” Frank pulls you into a loving kiss.

“Thank you Frank, thank you for loving me and accepting me. You mean the world to me. Mary and you make me the happiest. I love you too.” You smile and kiss him again.

With Frank’s hand wrapped around you, keeping you close to him, you soon drift off to the land of dreams.

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[babyjakes]

more than a score.

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event | whumptember 2022

prompt | bad grades

pairing | daddy!frank adler x little!student!reader

warnings | frank is sfw daddy only per usual, college student!reader, reader does poorly on an exam and gets upset, negative self-talk, frank is so soft we all deserve a frank <3, all those sweet little names he calls her like "honeybee" :'-), my personal math trauma insertion, the title rhyming makes me feel so silly goofy it's embarrassing lol

word count | 1,285

an | okay so originally this was gonna be steve but thennnnn i kind of just spiralled after seeing a gifset of frank being soft with mary so ;'-) it is what it is lol, i hope you guys like this one!!! this one's for the girlies who are getting their asses kicked by school rn!! i love you and so does frank!!!

Kicking off his shoes and dropping his bag by the door, Frank raised a brow in question as he looked out through the doorway to the kitchen and the rest of the house. From what he could see, most of the lights were off, a strange sight he couldn't remember the last time he had come home to. "Honey?" he called out, his worry only growing as he received no response.

Making his way through the house, he scanned each room for you. Through the kitchen, then the living room, and then down the hallway. When he could finally see the faint glow of light coming out from underneath your shared bedroom door, he sighed a bit in relief.

Pausing to knock, he called out again for you, "Sweetheart? You in there?"

Curled up on the maroon loveseat over in the reading corner, you raised your head weakly off your pillow for only a moment. When you couldn't manage a response, the door opened slowly, revealing a slightly panicked-looking Frank. At the sight of you wrapped up under a blanket in the fetal position, your eyes still puffy from apparent tears, the man instantly rushed over to you, crouching down to sit on the floor beside the couch to bring you face to face.

"Honey, honey, hey-" he fussed over you gently, reaching out a hand to brush back your hair, "what's going on, y/n? You look like you've been crying."

Nodding, you scooted forward a bit to lean your head on your daddy's shoulder, tucking your face into the side of his neck as he hummed, "Hey honeybee, c'mere." Slowly wrapping his arms around you, he carefully collected you off the couch, standing up to take your previous place with you now in his lap as he cradled you. "Shhh, it's okay," he murmured, "I've got you, sweetheart. Can you tell me what's goin' on, pumpkin? Hmm? Did something happen?"

Not able to face him to give him an answer, you once again tucked your head away into his shirt to hide your face, reaching a hand out to point over in the direction of the end table that sat to the side of the couch. Following your gesture with his gaze, Frank's eyes landed on your laptop that still sat open, the screen having dimmed from sitting untouched for too long. Reaching out a hand, he picked it up, pulling it over to set it on top of your legs as he wiggled the mouse.

As the screen lit up, a knowing look formed on the man's face. Reading over the small table displayed in the opened window, he found the dreaded D score that he could guess brought on your pitiful state. "Oh bubba..." his voice trailed off sympathetically as his free hand came up to rub your back. Looking down at you as you hid away in shame, Frank's face softened. "Sweet girl, can you come out and talk to me?" Feeling a fresh round of tears coming on at the tenderness of your daddy's voice, you swallowed hard, clinging to the safety the darkness of his (now damp) button-down provided. "C'mon, honey. You're okay, just wanna help you feel better, honeybee."

Sniffling, it took everything in you to finally find your voice; it trembled as you spoke. "I-I'm sorry, Daddy."

"What? What are you saying sorry for, sweetheart?" the man soothed as he continued to run his hand up and down your back over your blanket.

"Kn-know it's a bad score, Daddy. Know I did a b-bad job. Didn't mean to, tried really h-hard and... studied a lot but... just... c-can't do math, Daddy. 'm no good at it," you whimpered.

"No baby, hey," Frank shook his head as he pulled back from you slightly, a gentle hand coming up to hold your cheek to prevent you from hiding away again. "Look at me, bubba. C'mon, this is important." Your eyes remained lowered, forcing him to tilt your chin up ever so slightly to finally catch your gaze. "Baby," he breathed, his eyes so full of love and sincerity. "You did not do a bad job. You did your best," he reminded you. "I know you did, honey. I know how hard you studied, how much you did to prepare. You worked so hard. And I'm so proud of you, y/n. Daddy's so proud of you."

"But..." you protested softly, bottom lip starting to wobble again.

Shaking his head, Frank's voice was the gentlest thing you'd ever heard as he started speaking again before you could finish your thought. "No, sweet girl. No 'but's, Daddy is always proud of you when you do your best. And you can do math, baby. You've been doing this math all semester; it was just one hard test. Now it'll be a new unit, with new things to learn. And if you want, Daddy can help you study and get ready for your next test, okay? We'll both do our best, bubba. I'm sure with the two of us putting our brains together, we can get your grade up with the next exam."

Bringing a hand up to rub at your eyes, you nodded, the promise of having your daddy's help on the next unit making you feel slightly more optimistic about continuing through the semester. "Still think I'm smart?" you asked weakly, a tinge of heartbreak appearing on Frank's face as he stroked your cheek softly.

"Of course I do," he whispered, thumbing away at a few stray tears as they dropped down from the corners of your eyes. "Think you're the smartest cookie I know, baby. But you know what else I think? Something way more important than just being smart?"

"Hm?" you hummed curiously, a genuine smile forming on the man's face as he continued.

"I think you're kind. I think you're loving. I think you're so hard-working, so dedicated. I think you're clever, and funny, and a wonderful friend. I think you've got the biggest, bravest heart. Along with your beautiful mind. Of course I think you're smart, y/n; I think you're brilliant in every possible way. But I think you're more than that too, honey. I think you're more than some silly test score; that's no way to measure how smart you are, anyway. Remember what I told you about those damn SAT's?"

That made you giggle a bit as you nodded. Having been a former college professor, Frank surely had firmly established opinions on standardized testing in the country at large, though a lot of times his views on assessment styles could also be shrunk down and applied to things like the math exam just as easily. "They're a scam, Daddy. They don't measure anything important," you recited what you could remember.

"That's right, baby," he affirmed proudly, earning another giggle from you as he nodded with a mock-serious looking face. "A lot of times tests aren't a great way to measure smartness. I know you were understanding the concepts when you were studying, baby. You did such a good job when you showed me all those problems you did."

"The questions were phrased funny," you admitted. "I lost a lot of points because I interpreted them wrong."

"See? You can't beat yourself up for it, baby. I won't let you," he declared.

"Okay Daddy," you hummed, finally feeling a little more at peace with the whole situation as you wrapped your arms around him tightly, giving him a squeeze. "No more beating myself up, I promise."

"Good," Frank smiled gently at you, leaning down to kiss the top of your head. "No one gets to be mean to my honeybee, not on my watch."

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[tuiccim]

Water and Whiskey

Pairing: Frank Adler x Female Reader

Word Count: 1.4k

Summary: After over three year away, you finally return home for the holidays. Could a chance meeting with an old crush spark a new flame?

Features: Fluff, Implied smut TW: Family drama (Reader and family are not on good terms.)

A/N: This is for the Thot Neighborhood's Tis the Season to be Thot-y writing challenge and gift exchange. This story is gifted to the ever lovely, @beach-daydreaming. I hope you enjoy it lovely! This is my first time writing for Frank. Thank you so much to my beta readers, @whisperlullaby and @awesomerextyphoon!

The security guard of the marina looked at your modest car dubiously as you pulled up to the entrance. Flashing your pass and license at him, he waves you through with a shrug. After coming home to Florida for the first time in nearly three and a half years, you had spent an uncomfortable evening with your family. Hoping for the holiday spirit would lighten the mood had proved fruitless. So, after several hours and more pointed conversations than you could stomach, you had no choice but to escape. You head to the one place where you had always found solace growing up, the water. 

As you walked down the dock to your family’s boat slip, you could see there was only one other boat with lights on further down. The clink of tools and softly spoken curses were unmistakable as you carefully boarded your vessel and made your way down below. It was the same as you always remembered and the bottle of much needed whiskey was easily located. A highball glass, a perfectly square chunk of ice, and a stiff pour had you sighing in relief. 

The night had been taxing to say the least. You had returned at the behest of your family to discuss an important matter. You were hopeful this would be a reconciliation of sorts and looked forward to telling them you were being transferred back to the area. The night had begun smoothly enough but as dinner progressed it became increasingly more obvious that the “important matter” was your need to move up in the world or marry well to stop embarrassing them all. You were a stain on the family reputation, the reprobate that chose to follow your heart rather than the family dictates. 

Your musings are interrupted by a voice from above, “Ahoy there!” 

Your eyes widen as you recognize the voice as smooth as the drink in your hand. You down the liquid contents and grab the bottle before taking the stairs up. 

“Ahoy yourself,” you smirk as your eyes light on the handsome face of Frank Adler. 

“Well, if the prodigal daughter hasn’t returned,” Frank smiles as he looks you over. 

“Yup,” you pop the 'p' while pouring yourself another glass of the amber liquid. 

“Shouldn’t you be home having a fancy dinner?”

“Been there, done that, and lost my appetite. Besides whiskey is a perfectly acceptable alternative to turkey,” you sip from your glass while studying him over the rim. Making up your mind, you smile at him, “Care to join me?”

“Permission to come aboard?” Frank raises a playful eyebrow. 

“Granted,” you turn away coyly and return below. As expected, he follows you. “How have you been, my fellow prodigal?”

"Missing you mostly," Frank quips. 

"Awwww, be still my heart," you sass back.

"How about you? Where have you been?" Frank's voice turned more serious as he found a seat on the couch and watched you fix his drink. 

"Got away, finished school, found a job, and lived my life on my own terms. Not anyone else's. It's been great," you hand him the glass and sit next to him.

"What brings you back to town then?" Frank raises an eyebrow. 

"My family asked me to visit. I hoped this would be a reconciliation but not so much," you shrug and then change the subject. "How's Mary?"

Frank gives a genuine smile, "She is a little sasshole."

"Sasshole?" You laugh. "Must take after her uncle."

"Definitely," Frank grins and launches into an explanation of Mary's college classes, girl scout troop, and growth as both a prodigy and a kid. 

"Sounds like she's doing amazing," you study him over the rim of your glass. He looks the same, maybe somehow even more handsome than you remember. You’d always been so attracted to him but you knew his reputation and you were sure you had never been his type.

"Yeah. What about you?"

"I'm, uh, I'm moving back."

"Why? Your parents?" Frank’s brows knit together. 

"No, I got a job offer. It's a dream job and I can't pass up the opportunity. Even if it is here," you explain.

"What happened tonight?" Frank asks the question he's had on the tip of his tongue since he first saw you. He knew you being here alone could only mean one thing. 

"Same thing that always happens, Frank. I'm a stain on the family's pristine reputation. I need to move up or marry up in the world and stop embarrassing them with the demeaning work I do." You shake your head at the absurdity of it all. 

"Your family is a piece of work," he shakes his head and shifts a little closer to you. 

"Tell me about it " you roll your eyes.

"Of course, you know about mine. No room to talk."

You laugh and salute him with your glass, eyeing him as he leans in closer.

"You could always start dating me. That would give them another reason to look down on you," Frank winks. 

"Oh no, they'd love that. Evelyn Adler's son! The brother of the brilliant mathematician that solved Navier-Stokes. What excellent stock to produce grandchildren from," you roll your eyes.

"Are you serious?" Franks asks incredulously.

"I don't know," you shrug.

"Is that why you were never interested in me?"

"What?" Your confused stare makes him chuckle.

"I mean, you always kept me at arms length. We'd always talk but you rarely flirted back whenever I saw you at Ferg's," Frank elbows you playfully.

"Pfft, you never flirted with me. Besides, you were looking for a one-nighter and that's not my style. You knew that," you look down at your glass, a little embarrassed.

"What if I had wanted more than that?" Frank asks.

"Frank, we both know that the only person you could commit to then was Mary. She took up your whole life except for Friday nights. That's all you had to give to anyone."

"Yeah," Frank sips his drink while staring into the distance. "Yeah, that's true. Still true in some ways."

"Just some ways?" You raise your eyebrow and shift a little closer to him.

"Yeah. Mary still takes up most of my time but…" he trails off, looking away. 

"But what?" You prompt, forcing his gaze back to yours.

"But now I'm ready. I want to have the same person on those Friday nights. Eventually, in between Friday nights, too."

"What? Frank Adler is ready to commit!?!" You tease him.

"Yeah, I am," Frank scratches the back of his neck as if a little bit embarrassed. 

"Anyone made the cut?"

"I was dating a teacher, Mary's teacher, for a while but it didn't really pan out."

"Sounds complicated," your lips twist.

"It was,” Frank chuckles.

"What about now?"

"Hadn't really been anyone who caught my attention until recently," Frank’s gaze makes your stomach drop. 

"Do tell. Who's caught your eye recently?" You ask.

"Old acquaintance. Showed up out of nowhere. I hear she might even be moving back to town soon."

"Frank," you roll your eyes at his insinuation, trying to hide how you really feel.

"You really never realized I was flirting with you?"

"You never flirted with me!" Your mouth gapes in disbelief. 

"Only every single time I saw you," Frank looks at you with raised eyebrows.

"No, you… We were just friends. You never-" cutting yourself off, you look back on the times over the years you ran into Frank. He was always sweet, solicitous but not flirtatious. He always complimented you but it was just him being nice. He- shit, you realize what an idiot you are. Frank seems to see the realization on your face and smirks. 

"It's not Friday. Where is Mary?" You ask suddenly.

Frank seems caught off guard by the question,"Uh, Roberta has her for the night so I could work late. I needed to have that boat repair done by the morning. Why?"

Draining your glass and setting it on the table, you lean into Frank. His arms immediately go around you. Putting your lips close to his you say quietly, "It's not Friday so I won't be one of your Friday Night girls."

Frank looks at you with a grin, "Shouldn't I take you on a date first? If we're gonna do this right?"

"Frank," you say coyly, "we're the renegades. We do things our own way. Sometimes completely backwards."

"I have some backwards moves I can show you," he teases, nudging your nose with his.

You straighten, smile at him, and begin unbuttoning your shirt, "Then let's get started."

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[georgiapeach30513]

Little Minnow

Summary:  a simple vacation for you, Frank, and the kids

Pairings:  Frank Adler X Reader

Rating:  🥺 straight fluff

Warnings:  none, 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  750

Frank Adler Masterlist

You stand in the doorway of the classroom watching him a moment, baby strapped to his chest, while the baby looks up at one of his favorite people, and Frank’s sure voice, lectures to the classroom.  You don’t miss the lingering looks from some of his female students, regardless of the ring that shines on his finger.  

His son gives a quick gurgle, causing Frank’s eyes to look down at him, and Fisher giggles up at his dad.  Frank takes a second to play with his chubby feet.  Those girls in class getting even bigger heart eyes.  Even though you enjoy seeing Frank in this element, even more so with that sweet boy, it’s time to get the upcoming week started.  

You walk in, and Frank gives you a smile.  Finishing up his thought, before he gives you a quick peck.  “Excuse me, class,” you start to reach for that sweet boy, but he stops you, “Hold on.  Who wants to watch Fisher for a moment?”

Too many of the female students volunteer, and he hands your flirty baby boy off to one, before he’s pulling you into the hallway, “Frank, what are you doing?”

“I can’t give my wife a kiss?” you moan, quickly, before pulling him down to you.  He doesn’t hesitate to run his tongue over your lips, and you part your mouth, granting him access.  Forgetting for a moment where you are, you palm him over his slacks, and he swats your hand away.

“Ma’am, we are at school.”

“I’m sorry.  I couldn’t help it.  Now, let me get our son, and finish packing for the week at sea.  Don’t forget to to pick up Mary on your way home.”

“Alright, my sweet little Sand Piper,” he opens the door to his classroom again, and the two of you watch that baby that can’t even walk, get the attention of all the girls.  “I’ll see you when I get home.”

You lean back on Frank, his arms wrapped around you tightly, and he goes from kissing your neck to watching the kids play in the sand.  The sun starting to set, and this vacation was already starting off to be perfect.  

Fisher gives a giggle to Mary as she chases around the sand pipers.  His feet swish around in the sand, and even his fists try to pick up some of the grittiness.  “Do you remember how we met?” Frank asks growling on your neck.

“Please, do not remind me about my drunken dare.”

"Nope, Fishie, don’t do that,” Mary leans over wiping at Fisher’s hands.  “Frank!  This kid is eating the sand!”

“I’ll get him,” Frank gives you a quick kiss to your cheek.

“Make sure to bend over right there,” you point to your baby’s back, and Frank scoffs at you.  “What?  You’ve got a great ass, and mommy likes when you bend over in front of her.”

“My ass is what got us in trouble,” with a few long strides Frank bends over Fisher, turning back to give you a quick wink.  “Little minnow, you are not supposed to eat sand,” he wipes off his hands, and your baby squeals out a mama.  “Fine, let’s go see her.”

When that chubby baby gets sight of you, he squeals louder, making grabby hands towards you.  Handing him off, Frank settles back behind you, and you let your baby stand, while you pepper his face with kisses.  His little feet stomp around trying to walk.  

“I’m always getting traded for mama, huh?” Fisher laughs, slamming his head on your chest.  “Yeah, yeah.  Why’re you eating sand, Minnow?” 

Mary comes to plop down beside the three of you, and leans over on Frank, “This kid, is crazy,” the baby bounces up and down, and reaches towards Mary with a whine.  “You wanna walk?” when his voice squeals, Mary stands back up, holding his fingers; slowly helping him walk towards the water.

“Now, where were we, Pipes?  Oh, that’s right, your drunken dare and my ass.”

“If I wasn’t dared to smack that ass, where would we be?” you snuggle in tighter to Frank, watching your two babies play along the shoreline, his little feet barely getting wet, but he squeals all the same.  Stomping in the waves that wash up.

“I wouldn’t have a son.  I wouldn’t have a wife.  Mary wouldn’t have a mother figure in her life, and I damn sure wouldn’t be this happy.”

“I love us, Frank.”

“I love you, too, Sand Piper.”

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[sarahrogersevans]

headcanon of Frank Adler dating a florist! reader, please! :)

Frank Adler & Florist! 💐xreader Relationship Headcannon

Summary: Frank is dating a florist and what would happen in their relationship

Warnings: none

. Frank would figure out what her favorite flowers are and surprise her with them on dates

. Mary would wanna go smell every flower at the shop

. Frank would think it is adorable that reader would make bouquets of flowers for people at home sometimes

. Reader would wanna know if Frank and Mary have favorite flowers and give Mary a free flower whenever they came by to see her and Frank would compliment her and her work

. Reader would wanna have a garden at home and Frank would wanna do what would make her happy and Mary would help with the garden

. Mary would want flowers in her room and on the table and reader would help Mary pick some out

. Frank admires his girlfriend and what she does and loves how happy she is working with flowers

Here ya go hope you enjoy 😊🤍xx

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[fortheloveoffanfic]

Old Habits

Frank Adler x Reader

Epilogue

Masterlists Chapter 7 Summary: Three years after she left Frank and Mary behind, Y/n returns to Florida for the wedding of mutual friends, what ensues may prove that like old habits, some feelings just don’t die. Chapter Summary: One year after their reconciliation on the beach, Y/n and Frank finally get things right.

One year later The ceremony had been a simple one, with far less pomp than the one they’d been planning a few years ago. Frank hadn’t worn a full suit, but had gone with a pair of slacks, and a crisp white button up instead, while Y/n had settled on a simple, silk, white midi wrap dress, with chic cuffed sleeves and a slit starting at the top of her thigh-no veil- paired with nude flats. Held at a gazebo near the beach, decorated with baby pink chiffon curtains and deep red roses, they kept the ceremony short and small, with only a few close friends and family in attendance. Mary had been their only flower girl, while Amanda and Jack had been their maid of honor and best man respectively. 

The reception had been at a bar near the beach, maintaining the same casual atmosphere, and after their first dance as Mr. and Mrs. Adler, slow, romantic songs had been deserted for a stretch of lively, upbeat music. The laid back affair, Y/n thought, was significantly better than anything they might have planned four years ago, there was no fuss or frill and it was so authentically them, from the absence of expensive stuffy clothes to the rustic, relaxed vibe. 

“Mrs. Adler,” a familiar voice approached from behind, and Y/n heard the soft footfalls on the weather-beaten, wooden dock. They weren’t too far away from the thick of the reception; the music, though softer, could still be heard clearly, along with the chatter and loud laughter of their guests. Off in the distance, the retiring sun cast the warmest, burnt orange glow on the rippling water and from where she stood, Y/n could feel the gentle heat washing her face. As Frank fell into step next to her, he offered her a champagne flute, clinking his beer bottle to the top as she relieved him of the glass, “To us.”

Humming, Y/n stole a couple seconds to put the champagne to her lips, leaning her head against Frank’s side as he drew her in with an arm snaked around her back. “To us; even if it took us a while to get here, you’re worth the journey,” turning her head and tipping her chin, Y/n’s cheeks warmed. 

With a fond grin etched on his handsomely rugged features, Frank bent his head and pressed his lips to hers, the delicate flavor of the champagne mixing with the strong taste of his beer. “So are you,” he disclosed, pressing his forehead to hers, “Think they’ll notice if we leave right now? Roberta can take Mary home, it could just be you and me,” Frank teased, snaking his arm around her waist to tug her closer as he pressed a lingering kiss to the corner of her lips. 

“Its our wedding,” she giggled when his lips started traveling down her jaw, “Of course they’ll notice,” her free hand traveled to his hair, her fingers threading through soft, dirty blonde tufts. 

Frank groaned  while playfully nibbling on her neck, “You’re right,” he admitted, pressing a soft peck to the spot that he’d just bitten. “Come on, Mrs. Adler,” he pulled away, taking her hand to lead them back to the reception, “Let’s get back before they send out a search party,” Y/n laughed softly, resting her head on his bicep as they walked. “But Mary is still staying over at Roberta’s tonight.”

“She’s all packed for their sleepover,” Y/n promised. They’d planned on waiting for summer for their honeymoon, after deciding that they’d turn into a vacation, to celebrate as a family as opposed to a couple. Of course, Roberta had offered, several times, to let Mary stay with her if they wanted to have a more private trip, but traveling out of the country for a trip like that wouldn’t have felt right if she wasn’t there and both Y/n and Frank were actually excited to have Mary go with them. 

They returned to the party shortly after, only to find that Amanda had been looking for them so they could start doing toasts and then cut the cake. Things had gotten pretty busy after that, with everyone wanting to talk or take pictures, and the evening grew dimmer, Y/n found herself counting down the minutes where it would just be her and Frank again. 

2 Weeks later They’d headed to the beach a little earlier that Saturday, so they could plant an umbrella in the sand, spread a striped blanket on the ground and have a picnic. The buzz of the wedding was just starting to wane, though, Y/n and Frank were still caught up in the newlywed bliss- alongside continuing their regular, pre-wedding lives. It had actually felt nice to sink back into their routines and find that not much had changed; the wedding, to them, had always been just a formality and a way to celebrate their union with their friends.

Because they’d gone so early, the beach was still mostly barren, with only a few other people populating the shore and even less in the water. After they’d all had breakfast together, Frank had retired to his favorite, fold up beach chair, opting to watch from there as Mary and Y/n played in the water, sometimes tossing around a beach ball in between splashing each other.

Y/n had always been a natural with her; back when he’d been like a fish out of water while learning to change diapers and burp her after feedings, she’d taken on impromptu parenting with stride.  Everyone around them had attributed her ease with Mary to Y/n being a nurse, she’d been trained to take care of people, but Frank had always known better- she’d been good with Mary because of the love that existed between them. Back then, she had taken one look at a baby in need, a baby that was family even if she and Frank were newly engaged, and had decided to give her the best home she could. 

Frank had always known he was lucky, but that night, when Y/n had been ready to stick by him when he’d been thrust into parenthood, and she had become something of a mother herself, he knew that there wasn’t better for him out there. There wasn’t anyone in the world that would love him and Mary the way she did, and there were no two other people in the world that loved Y/n as much as he and his niece did. 

That morning, as he looked at them splashing around in the water, with a soft smile etched on his features, he was reaffirmed in that belief. Fate, in his opinion, had always been the stuff of fairytales, but he couldn’t have thought of another person in her place. 

“Are you just gonna sit there?” Shaking off his thoughts, Frank’s grin widened up realizing that Y/n and Mary were coming up the shore, both clad in their bathing suits. Mary was on Y/n’s back, legs hooked around his wife’s hips with her arms circled her neck. “Well?”

“I was coming….in a while,” Frank sat up a little, scrunching his nose as he pulled off his sunglasses. They sank to their picnic blanket, and as they did, Y/n reached for the sunscreen so she could start reapplying some on Mary. 

“Sure,” she teased, spraying some onto Mary’s shoulders before rubbing it in. 

“You should come with us Frank!” Mary exclaimed while Y/n rubbed some onto her legs. 

“I will,” he chuckled. 

Even after they were finished with the sunscreen, they didn’t return to the water right away, instead, Mary got a popsicle out of the cooler and was inclined to enjoy it on the blanket while using her free hand to play in the sand. Reaching down and tugging on her hand, Frank pulled Y/n up into his lap, not  minding in the slightest that her skin and hair was still wet. “This is nice,” Frank muttered, kissing her salty cheek, grin widening when she leaned her head against the top of his.

“It is,” she draped her arm across the back of his shoulders, “I like where we are right now,” she hummed. 

“Me too,” Frank agreed. He didn’t think he could ask for much more, of course, they  did have loose plans to expand their family, but neither he or Y/n had put a date on it and they were both perfectly contented to just enjoy that point in their lives; a happily, newly married couple raising a seven year old that they adored to pieces. “Feels like this is where we're supposed to be, you know?”

“I know,” Y/n agreed with a contented sigh, relaxing against his chest, only for Mary to pile onto them minutes later. “You’re all sticky, Wiggles,” she laughed loudly, encircling Mary in her arms while Frank slid one around Y/n’s back, resting his hand on her hip. 

“Then we need to back in the water,” Mary returned dramatically, before sliding off their little human pile up and reaching for Y/n’s hands, “Come on.”

Laughing wildly, Y/n pressed a kiss to the side of Frank’s lips, and he nuzzled her face teasingly, causing her laughter to grow a little louder, “Coming, coming,” her voice shook giddily as Y/n stumbled to a stand, being gently pulled by Mary who was ready to head back towards the water. “You’re gonna come in, right?” She asked hopefully, her wide grin so contagious that Frank felt his own cheeks split widely. 

“Yeah,” he licked his lips, watching in breathless awe as she and Mary staggered playfully down the slope, “Yeah, just give me a minute.” 

One more minute to bask in the quiet amazement that came with knowing that he had everything he needed, right there on that quiet little beach. 

*****

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[bellsnuit]

Another Bedroom (Frank Adler x reader)

Summary: After some time in a relationship with Frank, you walk away scared that you will ruin the life he had worked so long to maintain. He despairs because he really isn't good with words… and he's never going to be expressive.

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You'd been with Frank for a year, though you spent the first five months on the sidelines: Mary was in college, thus in the public eye, which made Frank warier of her than ever. You understood, and you told him so. He was a nice guy, he was attractive, and there was something about him that just made you look at his face and stroke him.

He was working as a philosophy professor, but he was also still fixing the occasional boat, and that's how you had met him: you had gone to the harbor when you were new to the area, and on the third time, you talked to him. You saw how he looked at you over his droopy glasses, but something in his gaze made it clear to you that it wasn't the first time he had seen you either. 

Little by little you began to go more often, even bringing him lunch, just sitting on the dock, he began to open up little by little, as you did with him, and eventually, he invited you for a drink on Friday night. You accepted and ended up at his little house.

When you met Mary, you saw that she was the sweetest girl in the world. The first day you were with her, Frank was so tense but his body loosened up when he saw the girl let out a laugh with you. 

And on the weekends, you used to go there, taking care of Mary while Frank started to build himself an expansion of the house so Mary could have her own room. You helped him with the work, or at least to fix the boards while he tightened it up. 

And despite that time with him and knowing that you knew him, you were surprised that he remained somewhat serious and tense at all times. It's not that you didn't notice him being happy with you, he was just hard as a rock at times, but when his kisses touched any part of your body, you knew he did love you even if he didn't say it often.

You understood it all when you were sitting on the porch. It was Monday night, and you were waiting for Frank to arrive. You didn't live there, but you did stay for several days: you were too shy and guarded too, assuming that what you wanted might be impulsive or soon.

"Hey honey, what are you doing there?" you looked up at Roberta, clutching your teacup close to your chest.

"Oh, I'm waiting for Frank. Mary's sleeping and the night is nice" Roberta smiled at you and came over. And with some light chatter, she remarked to you that his behavior could be because you were the first girl she had formally seen him with since he had moved in there with Mary. That caught you off guard, you didn't know that at all, but you didn't manage to respond because the lights of the van dazzled you and then faded by the time you looked away from him.

"What are you doing out here? "he asked leaning closer as he tucked the keys to the van in his jean pocket, leaning down to kiss your forehead.

"Mary's asleep" you spoke looking at him.

"Yeah, I thought you were too" he looked at Roberta "Everything okay?" he asked shaking his head.

"Of course it is, but go to sleep now it's late" Roberta spoke and Frank nodded, looking at you and shaking his head. You nodded, getting up and walking in with him.

...

You hadn't seen either of them for a week. You felt like shit, physically and emotionally, and it didn't help to realize that on the first two days he didn't write you or care about you, on the third he wrote you, and you answered his "how are you?" with a "fine" and nothing else. 

And on Friday morning, Frank was serving lunch - Fridays were all three of us at lunch, but it was already the second Friday in a row that you didn't come.

"Did you break up with her?" the question from Mary as Frank sat down caused him to frown.

"No."

"Did she break up with you?"

"No" repeated this one "As far as I know," he thought. 

"Then where is she?"

"I don't know. Working. I'm her boyfriend, not the father" was the longest answer he had given her about you in the last week, every time she asked.

"She hasn't answered my texts since yesterday" Frank looked at her seriously.

"Why are you texting her? It's none of your business."

"Because it's been a week since she's been here and I haven't seen her. And one of us has to be worried about her."

"I am worried, Mary. But she's a grown woman who has her life, too."

"And then she hadn't done any of her life for almost a year and now she's doing them all together?" Frank sighed, holding his hand to his head "Mary, just eat and don't meddle anymore. I'm going down to the harbor, are you coming?"

"No, I'll stay with Roberta who really if she's worried about her."

"Roberta has no idea."

Mary shrugged as she saw how her uncle was getting frustrated "She said she's been seeing her bad for days already and then she disappears"

"She was fine"

"No one who overcooks every evening is fine" and he simply stopped answering the girl and proceeded to eat. 

He was going to go to the harbor for a boat to fix, but he just saw Mary: she had gotten used to staying with you on Fridays, and he really had no idea why he hadn't been texted back for two days. He decided, before going to the port, he would stop by your apartment, asking Roberta to watch Mary.

He went up the steps to your apartment two at a time and knocked on the door: you were supposed to be off work by noon on Fridays. Twice he pounded his fists, neither of you answered, then he pulled out of his pocket the copy of keys you had given him. He sighed when he didn't see you and walked to your room, but you weren't there either. He went to leave, but his eyes stopped on the table, coming closer to see the coffee cup half full. Puzzled, he touched the cup and saw how lukewarm it was: you must have left recently.

Voices could be heard approaching and by the time Frank turned around, he made eye contact with two officers. The three looked at each other for a second and Frank noticed how the officers were about to enter the apartment.

"Excuse me, can we help you with something?"

"Why are you here?" asked Frank, feeling his body tense up.

"Do you know who lives here?"

"I'm-I'm her partner" he stammered.

"Oh" both officers looked at each other, "We thought she lived alone. We came to secure the apartment."

"Where is she?" the question was on the nerves.

"We received an emergency call to secure the house. At the hospital, she was taken a few minutes ago."

"What?" the question was in a loud tone. "What the hell happened?" Frank chimed in.

"I'm sorry... we don't have that information ourselves."

"Shit" Frank rounded on them and ran down the stairs, to start his truck before closing the door. Now, he felt like a complete idiot, and he had his nerves controlling his entire body. 

The tires of the vehicle screeched as he parked the truck and got in looking all around as if he could find you with the naked eye. And he was afraid, he really was because he was aware that he hadn't been looking out for you, that he hadn't really heard from you for a week. He had to know something was wrong.

He went to the counter and repeated your name twice as if with the first one the woman couldn't take care of. "She was admitted a few minutes ago" Frank turned his head toward an approaching nurse "She called 911 and when they arrived, she was unconscious. She's in the ER" and without further ado, this one saw the door indicating that it was the ER. He walked toward it, turning a deaf ear to what the nurses were saying. He saw several curtains separating certain spaces, and those that were open, none of them had your face. You opened the first two, only to see two different people: an older lady, and a child.

"Hey, mister!" he even turned around, opened the third curtain, and your body relaxed in a certain part. The doctor fell down beside him. 

"It's... it's my girlfriend, it's my partner" he whispered and dropped his head as he caught his breath. He felt the stares, but walked over to you and sat up to take your hand. He had his eyes closed, feeling guilty and like shit, totally stressed out. He took your hand, and you stirred, causing him to quickly raise his head to look at you.

"Frank?" you swallowed as you looked at him.

"Hi" he brought a hand to your forehead and ran a few strands "You've got all your hair down, do you have anything to hold it up? I think I must have some tie in the van."

"What are you doing here?" 

"What am I doing here? I haven't heard from you in a week and I went to your apartment, the officers came and" he let out a breath "God, I felt like my heart was pounding out of my chest"

"Frank I'm fine. Go with Mary."

He frowned "No, no, she's fine. But you're not, I... I don't know what happened. Did something happen?" your stomach completely knotted, watching his face pucker and furrow his brow, totally devastated, "I thought you wanted your space, and that... well, I understand that Mary doesn't have to be your responsibility and it's mine, so I wasn't going to force you to be in the house either, or insist on it. And it's totally fine that you don't want that, I know you're shy and it's hard for you to adjust, you don't have to do anything, but it already felt like you lived there, and you moved away for a while and I -" you'd never heard him talk so much, but that wasn't exactly what had filled your eyes with tears. He stopped talking and sighed "I don't know, I thought you didn't want to anymore, but today I find out that you stopped responding to Mary, that Rebecca noticed you badly before I could and... if you're really going through something, you can really say so. Whatever it is I can help, or it can be fixed."

"Frank...I chose to be in your life and Mary's" you mumbled, sitting up in bed. "I chose to stay after seeing all that you could give me and what I could give you."

"So what happened?"

You wiped your tears with the back of your hand, but you knew you had reached a point where you would have to tell him. "Frank, I'm pregnant" you watched as he tensed his whole body. His whole damn body and pulled back a few inches. You let out a breath "I know it's not what you want, I don't even know if you once wanted it but I couldn't control it. And Frank, I know how hard you've worked so hard to give Mary a good life and I didn't want...I didn't want to give you any more trouble. Both were finally having peace."

He leaned his back in the chair "Did the doctors tell you you're pregnant?"

"I found out two weeks ago" he raised his eyebrow and you just bit your cheek before continuing "Then I started having strong symptoms, and I...Frank, I didn't want things to get complicated and I stayed in my apartment"

"So what happened today?" despair was in your body, seeing no expression from him. As if you hadn't told him you were pregnant, as if he hadn't noticed that he was the father.

"Frank..." 

"Just tell me what happened today."

"I felt really bad, fucking bad. And I- two days ago I can't go to work, I sat down to drink my coffee, my blood pressure dropped, and I don't know, I could only call the emergency" you really didn't remember well, and the fact that Frank hadn't said anything about the pregnancy, made you want to yell at him. Could he ever be a little more expressive?

"And it never occurred to you to talk to me?"

"So what, so what Frank?!" he looked shocked at your tone of voice.

"I don't know but at least let me know I'm going to have to put another damn room together!" you scowled at him and he looked at you blankly.

"Frank, you're going to do dad."

"And I didn't- I didn't have it in the plans. Neither did you, I guess. But that doesn't mean you have to get up and leave without saying anything because I thought you were going to leave me! God, half your stuff was at my house, I thought you moved out, and then you stop going! I thought you were going to leave me!"

"I wasn't going to stay there and make your life miserable!"

He opened his mouth, indignant at what you had said "Please! You live in my house and spend all day with Mary, how do you think you're going to make me bitter?" 

"You were having a stable and- God, Frank, you even want a baby!"

"Sure it wasn't on my list but that doesn't mean I can't take responsibility! I'm an adult who decided to let you into his life! I'm someone who wants you to wake up next to him! And I'm insecure as shit, but that doesn't mean you have to walk away!"

"You're barely talking! I can't guess your feelings" the talk was turning into an argument when the curtain opened, leaving a scowling doctor and a machine, "Sorry, guys, but I can't let you scream in here" Frank sighed, realizing. "May I be allowed to do the ultrasound on the baby?"

"Yes, please" you saw Frank who almost begged with that. You looked at him, and he looked at you "What?"

"Do you really want this baby?"

Frank shook his head, ignoring the doctor who was setting everything up "For God's sake, I'm telling you I already thought you were moving into my house with me and Mary. I told you I'm going to make another room. I want you, and if it means having a family too, I'll take my chances. I want it."

...

"(...) So I told her I wasn't going to be friends with her anymore" you nodded looking at Mary, who had been telling her argument for fifteen minutes.

"And you're not going to be?" you asked, sitting back in the chair as Mary denied putting her ice cream in her mouth. She lowered her gaze for a second and so did you, watching as your few months old daughter was sucking on your nipple. You stroked her hair.

"Are you done with that story?" both you and Mary looked up, seeing Frank standing on the ceiling with his hands on his hips. He was sweaty and his hair was a mess, but he had insisted on finishing fixing the light in the other room he had made while you were pregnant. "Even Eva's asleep already," he teased her and you watched as Mary rounded her eyes.

"She's asleep from waiting for her father to stop watching if he falls off the ceiling."

Frank wrinkled his nose to head for the moveable staircase and climbed down. "I'm done" he saw the new room next to Mary's, then pulled pointing to it "Must have light by now" he assured as he walked over to you and you handed him the glass of water. He thanked you by shaking his head and took a long drink and sighed as he finished, leaning forward to place a sweet kiss on your lips. Simultaneously, he ran a hand over the baby's head. "Mary, will you check to see if the light comes on from inside?"

The little girl nodded to run out and you smiled. "It worked!" shouted Mary from inside after a few seconds and Frank nodded, wiping his arm across his forehead to wipe away his sweat. Mary hopped out.

"Do you guys mind if I take a bath and we go for a walk?" Mary looked at you and you nodded. "Got it" this one walked inside, but not before messing up Mary's hair. 

"Frank!" she complained and you laughed.

"If you want I'll braid your hair."

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[joannaliceevans-fanficblog]

Someday, I will wake up and to see the one person that will make me smile. To place morning kisses on the nose, foreheads, and the lips.

To also wake up to random kisses around my shoulders, neck, and my ears.

Cuddles are welcome to feel your morning warmth, holding me tightly and whispering with your rich, buttery morning voice.

#i really want this #ari levinson fluff #chris evans fluff #andy barber fluff #ransom drysdale fluff #frank adler fluff

[coltrainbat]

Frank and his girlfriend reader bringing mary to Disneyland, florida for the first time

The Happiest Place on Earth is with You

A/N: This was a great excuse to watch Gifted again! Admittedly, I have never been to Disneyland but I did my research! Hope you liked the little twist I slid in there. 💕

“Ok so first I wanna go on Space Mountain, and then the Seven Dwarves Mine Train, and then Y/N, I know scary things freak you out but please please please you have to come to Tower of Terror with us!”

“Ok easy kiddo we haven’t even gotten through the Gate.”

Frank and you had taken Mary to Disney for the first time ever and it was safe to say… she was losing her mind. 

You waited in line, head strained up to listen attentively to Mary on Frank’s shoulders.

“I’ll go on the Tower of Terror with you on ONE condition.”

“What???” 

“You have to come with me to get a princess makeover at the Boutique.”

Mary groaned, face planting into Frank’s head.

“Oh, come on sweet pea it’d do you some good to have your hair brushed for once.” Frank pulled the legs of his niece. 

“Not for her you idiot, for me! I want to be the princess!” Mary’s face came back up and it light up in glee.

“Yes, yes, yes, Frank Y/N can finally be a real life, Princess!”

“Look at her Mary she’s already a princess.” He moved towards you closing the space between you to stealing a kiss.

“Guysss you promised to not be weird today.”  

“Sorry kiddo can’t help it; you’ll understand one day.” Chris pulled her down off his shoulders so she could walk through the barrier scanning her Magic Band.

Making your way through the gates, Mary was already hyper.  

“I did some research and the average wait time for rides is 36 minutes, with each ride lasting about 8 minutes, giving time for entering, being properly secured and then exiting...” 

She clicked her fingers at you two pulling your gaze away from each other. 

“Pay attention! Then exiting that mean’s we’d spend on average 48 minutes on each ride and since you promised we could stay here till 9, that gives us 11 hours… factoring in meal times...”

“Hey Mary?” 

“Yeah...”

“No more calculations today, have fun and get high on sugar like the rest of the kids here.” Frank patted his hand on the young girl’s head.

“Besides Mars we won’t have to wait that long.”

You called Mary, Mars because that’s where her head seemed at most days and also because you thought she was destined to be the first person on Mars.

One time Frank tried to get in on the nickname, but Mary quickly shut up him down saying it was a special thing between you two only. 

Heck, he didn’t care he was just glad she had a female role model in her life. You’d known Mary since she was 3 and you two, despite your differences in practically everything, got on like a house on fire.

“Why’s that?” she enquired.

Frank reached into his back pocket, pulling out 3 fast passes.  

“No. You. Didn’t.” Her eyes widened at the golden passes in his hand. 

“I didn’t but Y/N did.”

You beamed at your favourite little girl. As she jumped on you suddenly. Embracing you in a gleeful hug 

“THANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOU.”

“You’re welcome honey now let’s get started on that sugar… how about a… waffle?”

You didn’t think it was possible that such a small body could demolish Mickey waffles, Corn Dog Nuggets, Caramel Popcorn, half a turkey leg and a Peanut Butter and Jelly Milkshake all in the space of 2 hours. But that was Mary, constantly surprising you.

After your 3rd go on Space Mountain, you were finally able to drag the both of them to the Bibbidi Bobbidi Boutique.

“Hi y’all what will it be today a Princess makeover for the little one.” The attendant peered over the stand, looking down at Mary.

“No, I have no interest in dressing up as a make-believe princess whose dependant on a man to save her, but this is my adult Y/N” 

The young girl gestured towards you

“Unlike the princesses in the movies, she’s actually real and much prettier than the CGI crap you guys spit out. We are here to get a crown fitted on her head which is my uncle Frank over here’s poor substitute for a wedding ring but at least he has his wits about him to treat her like a princess, so some deadbeat doesn’t come along to steal her from him and in turn me.”

Mary finished her spiel, meeting the attendants face whose eyes were practically bulging out of her head, she quickly blinked looking from the girl to you and Frank behind her, you both met her with a nervous smile as most people aren’t used to a 7-year-old talking like she’s straight out of a Tarantino movie. 

“A crown would be great thank you.” You managed to get out through clenched teeth. 

“Over there in the corner.” The attendant responded still in shock at what she just heard. Frank’s hand nudging Mary to move towards the display. All 3 of you quickly burst out with laughter. 

“For your information young lady, it’s not a substitute for a wedding ring its merely a temporary hold until I can afford to buy her the biggest diamond in the western hemisphere!” 

Mary gestured you to come down to your level “I wouldn’t hold your breath.” She whispered in your ear.

“Don’t worry Mars, I have another thing to hold him down.” 

The two helped you pick out a shiny tiara with pearl detail attached to a headband with 2 pink puffy Mickey Ear’s bordering it. 

“How do I look?” You placed the headband on your head. 

You were met with big grins from both of them.

“Beautiful” Mary gushed

“Like I should start watching my back before some “deadbeat” steals you.” 

“Ok good we are ready for the Tower of Terror then!” You smiled nervously.

Mary was right, you really didn’t like scary things. 

As you got into the dark elevator, you breathe became a bit ragged, something about being cramped in a dark space with a bunch of people about to be propelled down an abandoned shaft made you queasy.

“Hey, it’s fine I got you.” Frank’s grip on your hand tightened. 

“Me too.” The little girl, looked up at you holding your other hand. Giving it a small squeeze. 

While you shrieked in terror at the sudden drop, the pairs hands never left yours and Frank quickly supported your weight when you felt you were about to fall over with fear. 

As you exited the ride Mary ran in front of you both turning towards you.

“See Y/N it wasn’t THAT scary.”

“Yeah, no it was totally fine... totally fine.” You choked out, hand massaging your throat as Frank practically carried you out of the exit. Both of his hands around your waist coaxing you forward. 

“Hey kiddo let’s sit down here for a sec and have a bite to eat.” Frank gestured her towards the table outside a food stand. 

When you were all settled and comfortable, munching a way at your 5th meal of the day. 

Frank cleared his throat. 

“Mary, do you know why we brought you to Disneyland?”

“Because it’s the happiest place on earth and this is where “normal kids” have the most fun?” 

“Yes, that but also because we might not be able to do trips just all 3 of us like this again in the future.”

Mary’s heart sank, her mind went to the worst, thinking you were leaving them, leaving Frank because he wouldn’t marry you. It was too late, and a deadbeat had already stolen you. She was about to lose another key person in her life and there was nothing she could do about it. 

Noticing the sudden sadness on her face, you placed your hand on hers.

“Mars honey, I’m having a baby.”

The sadness on her face was replaced with pure shock. A silence fell over the table, and you looked at Frank with worry. Before you could assure the young girl that you weren’t going to love her any differently, she left out an earth-shattering shriek.

“AHHHH OMG I’M GONNA HAVE A SIBLING! Omg we can play Legos and I can teach them Trachtenberg and we can go on the boat and-“

“Ok easy Kiddo let’s wait till it’s out her stomach first yeah?"

The little girl latched onto your neck, embracing you in a hug.

“I’m so happy you’re not leaving.” She whispered into your ear. 

“I’m not going anywhere without you Mars.” Tightening your grip around her tiny frame in your arms.  

“She asleep?” Frank questioned.

You looked behind you towards the passenger seat seeing the sleeping child, head leaning on her shoulder, slumped in her seat. 

“Out like a light.” You smiled. 

You drove along the dark road illuminated by streetlights, a couple of streets away from home.

“I’d say she took the news well.” Frank smirked at you.

“Well? She almost exploded with joy.” You laughed softly hoping not to wake her up. 

Frank took your hand, pulling it up to his lips, kissing it softly. 

“If you’re anything like you are now with Mary, you’re going to be an amazing mom, Y/N”

“I love you.”

“I love you too beautiful.”

He pulled into your driveway.

Opening the passenger door, and carefully unbuckling her belt, weary not to wake her he pulled the sleeping kiddo out from the seat. He held her over his shoulder, holding his other hand out for you to take as you walked into the house after another amazing day. 

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[imyourbratzdoll]

Oh what about Frank (from gift) meets mary's favorite college teacher and wants to ask her out.

hi! I hope this is what you wanted!

summary - frank may be a bit nervous.

the gif I use isn't mine, divider by @newlips

Frank nervously walks into the classroom for parents/teacher night. Damn Mary for doing this to him. He’ll admit her teacher is cute, and he may have taken a liking to her, but he doesn’t do relationships. But deep inside, he knows he wants to but only with her.

“Mr Adler, it’s lovely to see you.” His heart nearly leaps out of his chest from the sound of her voice. “It’s nice to see you too, Miss.” He clears his throat, embarrassed of the crack in it.

Frank watches as she smiles kindly, “rumour has it, I make you nervous.” A sly smile graces her lips, his face flushes a deep red, and he clears his throat again. “I’m glad you came. Mary has been doing wonderful in this class” we sit as she speaks to him, “usually she finishes the work I give everyone extremely fast, so I tend to give her more advanced work while we wait.”

He nods along, but he can feel himself get lost in her being. His hands are getting clammy, “DO YOU WANT TO GET COFFEE WITH ME SOMETIME?!” He accidentally shouts.

His face goes completely red, both of our eyes are wide, her mouth slightly open from when she was talking. Frank quickly gets up and heads for the door, “Frank, wait! Frank! Jesus Christ, why do you have to be so damn fast?!” He hears her angrily huff before a hand grabs onto his wrists.

He doesn’t turn, but he does stop, “ask me again.” He hears her say, “Frank, ask me again.”

He gulps and slowly turns around, looking shyly into her eyes. “Would you like to go out for coffee with me sometime?” He frowns as he watches her giggle, starting to think he messed it all up.

“I would love to go for coffee with you sometime. How about tomorrow?” 

“Tomorrow works.” He replies with a smile, both staring into each other’s eyes.

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[babyjakes]

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event | whumptember 2022

prompt | sick

pairing | daddy!frank adler x little!reader

warnings | sfw daddy and little relationship, reader has a cold, brief mentions of medicine and nebulizer treatments, one (1) bad nautical pun, frank is so soft it physically hurts 😃

word count | 472

okay so if you haven’t read my daddy!frank stuff before, here’s the scoop: i only write sfw stuff for frank bc in my mind he is strictly sfw given his role in the movie gifted. something about writing smut for him just doesn’t work for me so whenever i write him as a daddy, it’s strictly in the caregiving role and nothing sexual!! it’s really worked for me and i love the safe!dad vibes he radiates 🥺🫶

so when reader’s sick, the most important thing for frank to do is just be nearby. he knows his baby gets anxious when she’s not feeling well so he cancels all work immediately and stays by her side for as long as she needs 💖

maybe one time reader gets a really bad cough/cold 😔👎 (which i recently had lol) she’s got a runny nose, sore throat, and a bad headache, and it lasts for days 😔😔

frank stays by her side the entire time, mostly snuggled up on the couch during the day. reader’s a little worried about passing the illness into him but he’ll have none of that, “let me hold you, pumpkin. i’ll be okay, need to make sure i’m taking care of my honey bee” 🥺😭

frank’s got the ultimate collection of dvd’s, so she gets to watch all her favorite movies. he also takes a trip to the store to grab all her favorite soft foods: yogurts, puddings, ice cream, soups, etc. maybe he spoon feeds her ice cream as they snuggle, trying to get any food in her just to help keep her strength up. “c’mon, sweetheart. can you take a few more bites for me? know it must feel good on your throat, bubba.”

maybe her favorite stuffie “catches” the sickness too so they need a little care as well 🥺💖 it makes it less scary for reader, to be doing it with her “friend.” so when she has to take medicine, or do a neb treatment, or stuff like that, her teddy bear skipper (see the cute boat pun??🥺) takes a spoonful, gets his own little mask, etc 🥺😭 frank plays right along, knowing it’ll help keep her anxieties at bay

nights when reader’s sick, she get to snuggle up with frank in his bed. usually she sleeps in her own room, since it’s equipped with all her little stuff. but whenever she needs or wants it, frank always lets her join him in his own bed. he keeps a glass of water and a box of tissues on the nightstand, rocking her softly as her eyelids grow heavy. “close your eyes, honey bee. need to get lots of rest so you can feel better soon. the boat’s at the dock waiting for our next big adventure”

🥺💖😭🫶 i LOVE soft!daddy!frank i would DIE for soft!daddy!frank 😔🙏

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[eva-knits12]

Going to Hobby Lobby with Chris Evans characters

Steve Rogers

You need to go to Hobby Lobby.

Steve goes with you.

He's never been to Hobby Lobby.

When he walks through the doors, he's overwhelmed.

He's never been to a craft store.

You go to the yarn department, and get the yarn you need to make a baby blanket for your cousin's baby shower.

You also get some yarn to make a baby sweater and some booties.

Steve goes to the art department.

He sees colored pencils, drawing pencils, paints, watercolors, sketchbooks, canvases, even really cool paint markers.

He buys gets a few sketch books, and some colored pencils, and some drawing pencils.

You go to the checkout, and you even get a moon pie and a caramel pecan cluster.

Steve wants to come back to Hobby Lobby, but you have no plans to go anytime soon.

You go back to get some yarn to make a sweater for yourself.

Steve comes with you to buy even MORE sketchbooks, and even some more drawing pencils and colored pencils.

Checking out gives Steve that sense of nostalgia.

No scanners, no electronic stuff, except for the credit card reader.

He remembered everyone having to key in prices and discounts by hand when he was growing up in the 1920's and 1930's.

He chats with the cashier and tells her that you don't see that kind of thing anymore.

Steve LOVES going to Hobby Lobby.

Ransom Drysdale

Ransom has been to Hobby Lobby, but not with you.

He wants to get some things for his man cave and for your craft room.

He goes, and takes you.

It's the annual yarn clearance sale, and you get enough to make a blanket, a sweater, and some other things, too.

You and Ransom get some things for your upcoming wedding.

The center pieces that you find aren't too tacky, in fact they're perfect glass vases.

You also get a set of coffee mugs.

Ransom also gets a few blank mugs, and decides to try painting them.

He also gets some woodworking supplies.

He loved pushing you in your wheelchair while you went shopping.

You both love this store, and it's great.

Ransom and you are both agnostics, so Ransom felt iffy about going to a store that is Christian based.

Ransom and you find more stuff for your upcoming wedding, your house, and some really nice decor items.

Colin Shea

Colin and you love going to Hobby Lobby.

They have plain onesies that you can paint, embroider, tie dye, etc.

You and Colin get several, because you're hosting your best friends baby shower.

Harper sits in the cart, and gives her input.

Getting Harper to sit in the cart was a struggle, but you put Lamb Lamb in the cart, and now she's snuggling Lamb Lamb.

"Ya", when you show her the pink ones.

"Ya," when you show her some white ones.

Colin gets some stuff for his man cave.

He gets some stuff for your home office/craft room.

You get some yarn, and Harper helps by giving her input again.

When she feels some soft yarn, she wants to also snuggle it.

When it comes time to check out, Colin and you unload the cart.

You then get dinner at the Wendy's because the trip took longer than expected.

Harper loves the frosty, along with her chicken nuggets and fries, and her milk.

You and Colin get bacon cheeseburgers, fries, and lemonade.

You get home, and unload your haul.

Andy Barber

Andy and you go to Hobby Lobby to get a few things for Joy's nursery.

They have pics of flowers, which you get.

You even get some yarn named after flowers in order to knit Joy a blanket and a matching sweater and matching booties.

You also plan on crocheting a blanket with a matching sweater and matching booties, so you buy some more flower themed yarn.

Joy's nursery will be a nice spring garden theme,

Andy also finds things for his workshop, and his home office.

You also get some throw pillows for the living room, and some spring themed items for the living room.

For Joy's baby shower, you stock up on onesies and acrylic paint.

Andy won't let you lift ANYTHING!

"Sweetheart, let me get that. You shouldn't be lifting anything."

You and Andy checkout, and it takes longer because the cashier has to put everything in by hand.

When you guys get home, Andy helps you into the house, and helps you to the couch.

He puts your feet up.

He goes back to the Audi and gets all the bags, since Andy won't let you carry anything.

Joy's baby shower is next week.

Andy orders Chinese for dinner since you're craving it right now.

Andy and you eat, and after you eat, Andy gives you foot rub, and a back rub.

You start to fall asleep, and Andy helps you to bed.

Jake Jensen

Jake and you go to Hobby Lobby to make a scrap book that will be dedicated to the twins.

You also get some yarn to make some booties and matching sweaters for the twins.

You also get yarn to make blankets for the twins.

You also find some stuff for the twins nursery.

Jake finds some really cool video game themed stuff for his home office/game room/man cave.

Jake calls it his dad cave.

You can't help but laugh.

Every day, you fall more in love with this sweet goofball.

You go back to get some stuff for the baby shower with the twins.

You also find some really cool soccer themed stuff for your niece and your nephew.

When you checkout, Jake thinks that it's time consuming that the cashiers have to put in the prices by hand.

The cashier explains that it's the CEO that did this, because the CEO wanted to put "people over computers."

Jake thinks that's BS.

You also find that puzzle mat for your mom.

You also find some stuff for the wedding.

You get Jake a mug that says "MR." and a mug that says "Caution: Will tell dad jokes" and a beer mug that says "Dad Juice."

Jake gets you a mug that says "MRS." and a mug that says "Caution: Will do mom things" and wine glass that says "Mom Juice".

You and Jake get pizza for dinner.

Frank Adler

You and Frank go to Hobby Lobby to look for wedding items.

Your mom, dad, cousins and sister-in-law insist on throwing you a bridal shower, but right now, you and Frank are just taking things one day at a time.

Mary has fun because she found some puzzles.

You find some stuff for the house.

You even find some yarn, and want to knit a lapgan for the retirement home.

You also find some stuff for your nephew, who loves drawing.

You get your nephew some colored pencils, drawing pencils, and a sketchbook.

You also get Frank a woodworking kit.

A few people ask for your autograph, and you oblige.

You're an actress, and moved back to your hometown because LA was too shallow and just not for you.

You and Frank steal kisses in between walking the aisles.

You also get some decor for the house that you and Frank will be moving into after the wedding.

You pay for your purchase.

You and Frank watch a movie with Mary.

This is heaven.

Johnny Storm

Johnny and you go to Hobby Lobby to get scrapbooking stuff.

You both want to create a scrapbook for Jake's first year.

You also want to create a scrapbook for your wedding.

You also want to create a scrapbook of all of your couple moments.

You also get some yarn to make a sweater and booties for Jake.

Johnny gets some stuff to help decorate his mancave.

Along with a "Caution: Will tell dad jokes" mug.

You get some knitting supplies.

You check out, and Jake is sound asleep in the cart.

You place everything in the car, and then you place Jake in the car.

When you get home, Jake unloads the haul, and you put Jake in his crib, after you've changed his diaper.

You and Johnny unload everything in the morning.

You and Johnny eat dinner and fall asleep.

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[sarahrogersevans]

Cute request where Mary and little three years old cousin molly (frank and reader's kid) puts makeup on frank while he is asleep. Reader was cooking up some dinner

Little Troublemakers- Frank Adler xreader fan fic request

Summary: Mary and her cousin draws on Frank’s face while he’s asleep on the couch and Y/N is busy in the kitchen cooking dinner

Warnings: fluff, angst, kids being silly

-Frank’s POV-

I just got back to the house from working on my boat and I felt really tired and I heard Y/N cooking in the kitchen and I saw her by the stove and I went over to say hi and I walked up behind her wrapping my arms around her and I kissed her cheek and her neck and said “mmm hi baby, watcha cooking babe? It smells good.” She smiled at me and said “meatloaf and Mac and cheese for the kids.” I dipped my finger in the sauce and said “yum, so good Y/N, I’m gonna go take a nap ok?” She hugged me and said “alright honey I’ll let you know when dinner’s ready.”

I went to go lay on the couch and a bit later while I was sleeping I thought I heard giggling and I thought I felt something on my face but I was probably just dreaming so I went back to sleep fully. Mary said “hehe here molly draw the mustache and I’ll get the rest.” Molly nodded her head and said “here this good?” Mary nodded and said “ha! That looks great! He’s gonna love it.”

-Y/N’s POV-

I had just finished cooking dinner and I set the table for us and put everything on the table and I went to find Frank to wake him and I giggled seeing he had a drawing on his face and I saw the girls come out and I said “girls you are trouble makers drawing on your uncles face though.. it does looks really funny..” I noticed Frank was waking up and they quickly sat at the table and I went to hug him and I said “babe.. dinner is ready.” Frank noticed I was trying not to laugh and said “what? What is it Y/N?..” I looked down and he grabbed a mirror and said “oh, well that’s peachy.. Mary? Did you draw on my face while I was sleeping?” Mary burst into laughter and said “it looks great doesn’t it?” He laughed a bit and said “yes it does you’re a natural artist you silly girl but how many times have I told you to not draw on my face?” Mary nodded and said “five times Frank.. I’m sorry, I’ll help you clean it.” Frank shook his head and went to go hug Mary and said “no it’s alright thank you for apologizing Mary no harm done it’ll come off and Molly you drew the other parts hmm?” She smiled shyly and said “yes uncle I did .. sorry.” Frank smiled and said “no it’s ok you did really good you should draw more.”

I love how Frank encouraged Molly he is so good with kids this is why I love Frank so much.

We ate dinner and then I had the girls help me clean up and then I got the girls to bed early so Frank and I could have some time alone for the evening and Frank came out from washing his face and he sat down by me kissing my cheek and said “are the girls asleep?” I nodded my head and laid on his chest hugging him and said “yep both are in bed for the night. He cuddled me close to him and said “those girls drive me nuts but I love how they try to make us laugh no matter how tough things have been lately, I’m doing my best for our family.”

I kissed him and caressed his cheek gently and I said “I know Frank they love you and I do too, I love you do much and we’re proud of you and the girls are doing well in school.” Frank smiles at me and plays with my hair and we napped together for a bit and then checked on the girls before going to bed for the night hoping they’d be alright until morning, Frank and I love our family so much they are both very energetic trouble makers but we love them regardless.

Hi darling! Sorry it’s kinda short 😅 but I hope you enjoy it xx🤍

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Little piece of bliss

pairing ⁀➷ frank adler x ofc

word count ⁀➷ 970+

summary ⁀➷ where Lillie finds her happiness in Frank and Mary

warnings ⁀➷ talk about finding happiness, probably just fluff, they talk about god at the end, mention of alcoholics (tell me if I missed a warning please)

a/n ⁀➷ I wrote this about two or even three years ago... so i'm sorry if this meh but tbh i don't want to change anything either (maybe i'll do a new version some day) After watching „Gifted" I got the idea to write this „short story", I didn't take into account any temporal things like Mary's age.

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They always tell you that you will find happiness.

Someday, one day, you will find it.

But I didn't find my happiness. It found me.

I wasn't looking for it, quite the opposite, I was done with it, I had agreed never to find it. I was ready to live my life without "happiness".

As terrible as it may sound, I had resigned myself to it. It was just the way it was.

At least that's what thought.

But anyone can be wrong sometimes, right?

It was June 16th 2017. My car was packed with all my belongings. The move was spontaneous, but never had I regretted it. It was a small thing that had made me do it. It was something so unimportant that it had not been or wouldn't ever be understandable to others.

It was a feeling, one that told me I was home now.

A place near Tampa, Florida. Small and beautiful, just as I had always wanted it to be.

The ocean was calming. Some days it was gentle and still and other days it was like a raging storm. One could think that the sea imitated our moods.

I lived in a bungalow among many others. It was so different, so new and it felt right. My life was simple and my heart was happy.

The days were the same, had a good rhythm and yet were never boring.

One day I met a little girl. I was going to hang up my laundry on the sunny side of the house to dry, when I tripped over a stone at the edge of the path between the bungalows and my laundry spread all over the ground. I had just been about to pick them up when a small hand handed me a shirt that was lying on the grass.

"Hi, I'm Mary." she said with the sweetest smile. Mary couldn't have been older than eight years old and yet she seemed much older to me. She told me that she lived in the house right next to me.

At that point, I had only lived there for a few weeks.

Mary told me that she lived with her uncle and was already going to university because she was gifted. We had made ourselves comfortable on the patch of grass next to the little path and the words just bubbled out of her. Mary looked so happy and joyful as she told me all the crazy stories she had already experienced in her short life.

She told me that she and her uncle had been watching me when I moved in. I had to giggle at the thought because I had seen them peeking through the window and it had been a really cute sight. She had her head propped up on his and I could see her talking energetically to him.

When Mary had left, she also left behind a cheerfulness that filled me throughout the whole day.

I saw her uncle often at the small bar in town. It wasn’t any hangout for old alcoholics; the bar had a certain charm. Everything was full of decorations and colorful lights. There were all kinds of pictures and all kinds of people.

But he was just sitting there at the bar with a beer in his hand.

He looked so utterly complete, as weird as that may sound. And even though his shirts always had a slight trace of oil, he looked attractive and not shabby. Maybe it was just those light oil marks that made him so interesting to me.

I had never been an extrovert. I prefer to be to myself rather than in a huge crowd. That's why I never approached him. Not because he was always surrounded by people, actually the opposite was the case, he always sat alone on the same bar stool. But the way he sat there gave off a quiet aura and I didn't dare to break into it.

Until one day, Mary had knocked on my door holding the hand of a very attractive guy, with light traces of oil on his shirt.

He had a crooked smile on his lips and looked a little insecure.

"Frank wants to ask you something." she had said, grinning at me and giving her uncle a warning look. „Yeah?" i smiled at her and then her uncle.

That had been the beginning of something beautiful.

When I think back to the time when I thought I was down on my luck, I have to smile. Happiness has found me. And it came with such force of which I could never have dreamed of. I did not find happiness. But happiness found me.

And in my case, it came in the person of a drop-dead cute, gifted little girl and her incredibly attractive, adorable uncle to find me.

If you ever doubt that you have lost happiness, always remember: It has not forgotten you, it is just waiting for the right moment. And when that time comes, you will be fully taken by it.

❁❁❁

"Lillie? Is there a God?" she asked softly. Mary, Frank and I were snuggled up in a blanket on the beach, looking out into the setting summer sun.

I lifted my head from Frank's shoulder and looked down at her. "What do you think?" I asked her.

"I don't know." she said, shrugging her shoulders.

"You don't have to know. You have to feel it. If you can feel it in your heart, then he exists.“ I said, opening my arm for her, „Everyone has to decide that for themselves."

She snuggled into my arm, and I gently stroked her blonde hair. Frank's strong arm was wrapped around my shoulder as he kissed my hair.

"I think he brought us together. Like a family." she whispered looking up to me and Frank.

My little piece of bliss.

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