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Riding On

Ch23: Unnamed, Generic Baked Item

Summary: Fliss picks her wedding dress, whilst Frank has some great inspiration about a birthday present for his future wife…

Warnings: Bad language, 18+, Smut (NSFW 18+)

Pairing: Frank Adler x OFC Fliss Gallagher

A/N: This is totally dedicated to @sweater-daddiesdumbdork . But it’s still a f**kin’ biscuit!

Disclaimer: This is a pure work of fiction and classified as 18+. Please respect this and do not read if you are underage. I do not own any characters in this series bar Fliss Gallagher and the other OCs. By reading beyond this point you understand and accept the terms of this disclaimer.

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Chapter 22

“Mary, enough!” Frank’s voice rose and Mary glared at him, folding her arms.

“This is so unfair!” She exclaimed and Frank took a deep breath as he fed Alex another spoonful of porridge.

“You know what? You might think that, and I’m not even digging into the reasons why you’re wrong, but Fliss is already nervous enough about today and you kicking up a fuss over it is not going to help,” Frank levelled her with a look, “so get it out of your system right now, because if you’re still moaning when she comes down the stairs, you and me are going to fall out. Big time.”

Mary blinked, and then frowned. “What’s she nervous about? She’s only picking a dress.”

“Because it’s her wedding dress. It’s a big deal.”

“Which is why I wanna go!”

“And it’s also why you’re not!” Frank shot back, turning and feeding Alex some more as the baby had started to protest due to his dad’s attention being elsewhere. “Stack, you got bored within twenty minutes when they took you for your bridesmaid dress last week, so no, you’re staying here.”

“But-“

“It’s not open for debate,” Frank’s voice dropped even further, the warning tone unmistakable, “but feel free to carry on, see where it gets you.”

Mary was saved the trouble of responding as, at that point, Alex gave a loud yell and the bowl of porridge Frank had been feeding him from was knocked from his hands and landed all over the leg of his jeans. There was a pause, as Frank glanced down at the slop spreading over his thigh before he looked at Alex whose eyes were watering and seconds later a loud wail of frustration at the lack of food burst from his son’s mouth.

“For fffff sake, why?” Frank groaned, cutting the swear word short as he ran his hand through his messy hair, shaking his head.

“You know, I’m not much of one for all that fate and philosophy stuff,” his mother spoke as she walked into the kitchen, “but this, Frank, really does feel like straight up karma.”

Frank glared at her as he stood up and took the tea towel from the side and wiped at his jeans. “Fuck my life,” he muttered under his breath as Thor happily trotted over to the spilt porridge on the floor, cleaning it up with laps of his large tongue, Fred also hopping down off the seat at the breakfast bar to investigate the coveted, spilt human food.

“Karma for what?” Mary asked, from where she’d successfully manage to distract Alex from his tears by waving his little stuffed lion at him, the baby making grabbing gestures towards it.

“His own spectacular ability to misbehave.” Evelyn looked at Mary as she handed Alex the toy. “You know, he once sat down in the middle of a supermarket and refused to leave because I told him that it was Wednesday and Wednesday does not begin with the letter S”

Mary roared with laughter as Frank tossed the dirty towel into the sink before reaching into the cupboard for another jar of baby porridge.

“Look, that big yellow feathered bastard on Sesame Street told me that day was brought to me by the letter S.” He looked at Evelyn, then to Mary who was still howling with laughter, Alex now joining in, all tears forgotten. “He lied.”

“That was a particularly furious melt down, Francis.” Evelyn grinned and Frank rolled his eyes as he got the replacement porridge ready.

“What did you do?” Mary asked.

“It was your Grandfather that sorted him out, darling. He threw Frank over his shoulder and carried him straight out of the shop. I don’t know what he said or did, but by the time I got back to the car Frank was quiet as a mouse.”

“I think he threatened to feed me to said big yellow feathered bastard.” Frank chuckled as he sat back down and offered Alex another spoon of porridge which the baby eagerly took, making little appreciative noises as he did so. “Did you not notice I never watched another episode?”

“Another episode of what?” Fliss asked, and Frank looked up smiling at her as she crossed the room, Alex’s noises getting more excited as he looked at his momma.

“Sesame Street.” Evelyn supplied as Frank gave Alex another spoon of his breakfast, as Fliss dropped a kiss first on Mary’s head, then Alex’s, before finally pressing one to Frank’s cheek

“I’m not even gonna ask.” She snorted, moving to pour herself a coffee.

“Probably wise.” Mary nodded and at that Frank laughed.

“First sensible thing you’ve said all morning.” He teased, drawing another glare from the ten year old.

“Shut up.”

“Erm, enough.” Fliss looked at her, then to Frank. “The pair of you are worse than he is.” She nodded to Alex and then turned to Evelyn, waving the coffee pot in a silent question.

“Oh, no thanks. I had a tea before.” Evelyn smiled.

At that point, Thor gave a little woof and ran to the utility room, as Verity’s voice rang out in greeting.

“Nanny V!” Mary ran to her, giving her a huge hug as Verity smiled, bending down to give her a hug.

“Hey Pudding!” She beamed, standing up, before she glanced around the room, smiling. “Oh, where’s my little man?”

“I suspect at home on the sofa.” Frank quipped, earning him a light slap round the head as Verity leaned down to give Alex’s head a soft kiss, the baby laughing and grabbing at her hair. Frank hastily un-fisted Alex’s fingers from his Nanna’s auburn locks and handed him the spoon to play with instead.

“You ready?” Verity asked, looking at Fliss. She nodded, taking a large gulp of coffee before setting the mug down on the side.

“I’ll just go grab my purse.”

As Fliss left the room, Frank looked at Verity. “She’s nervous. A little overwhelmed I think.”

“Yeah, well it’s getting nearer and this is a big deal to most girls.” Verity smiled. “Plus, we all know she didn’t get to choose her last one so…”

“Well, let’s do what my mother did to me.” Evelyn smiled, as she looked up from where she’d been examining her lipstick in a pocket mirror. “Ply her with enough champagne and make it fun. She’ll be fine.”

Verity smiled and Frank rolled his eyes. “The last time you two plied her with champagne she barfed all over the bedroom.”

“Well,” Verity smirked, “that’s your problem now, not mine. Lord knows I’ve cleaned up enough of her and Steve’s drunken messes in my lifetime.”

“Thanks V.” Frank nodded seriously. “Thanks, a lot.”

*****

Fliss took a deep breath, zoning out as she rifled through a rack at the back of the room. Verity, Evelyn, Bonnie and Sian were all chatting away behind her but it was merely background noise as she scanned dress after dress, nothing catching her eye.

“Have you any idea on what you want?” A soft voice behind her made her jump and she turned to see the assistant, a slight, grey haired woman called Sofia who had been assigned to help them today.

“Nope.” Fliss sighed. “I’m sorry, I’m totally useless.”

Sofia laughed and shook her head. “Don’t worry about it Miss Gallagher, a lot of women come in with either no ideas at all or tonne of ideas that don’t work out. If you don’t know what you want, do you know what you don’t want?”

“Yeah, that’s easy.” Fliss nodded. “I don’t want anything huge, or full of tulle or, you know-” she held her arms out to the side. “-princess bride like. Did that last time, hated it.”

“In that case we can completely ignore these two racks!” Sofia smiled and Fliss grinned as she allowed the woman to lead her a little further round the room. “And that’s half the battle. So, have you been anywhere else before here?”

“Two other boutiques.” Fliss nodded. “And I found nothing.”

“You know, most people think it’s all easy and fun hunting for dresses but, well, I know when I was looking it was so stressful!”

“You’re not wrong.” Fliss stopped at one dress which had caught her attention. It was a plain, off white colour with a simple skirt and bodice with a little beaded detail and chunky straps. “I kinda like the cut of this one.”

“Ah, a trumpet cut.” Sofia supplied, nodding.

“But I don’t know about the neckline, it’s a little…”

“Boring.” Sofia smiled as Fliss snorted. “But, we’ll take it for reference.” The woman lifted it off the rack, placing it onto the rail she’d wheeled alongside them. “So where are you getting married?”

“St Pete’s Public Access.” Fliss smiled. “Which is another reason I don’t want a huge dress. I’ll melt.”

Sofia laughed. “Not to mention the sand getting stuck in it.” She grinned. “Okay, what about this one?”

She lifted a similar cut dress off the rail, this one with a slightly more detailed neckline and Fliss nodded. “Yeah, I quite like that.”

“And this one.”

As Sofia held up the third dress, Fliss paused, tilting her head to one side. “I love the back of this.” Sofia gushed, turning it round. “It’s so detailed.”

“It’s beautiful.” Fliss smiled, her hand reaching out to brush the detailed lace as she studied the garment in front of her.

“Oh, wow!” She heard her mum say and she turned to look at her, then Bonnie who held up the bottle of champagne, Fliss handing over her now empty glass. “Lissy, that’s stunning!”

“It’s gorgeous isn’t it?” Fliss beamed, taking the refilled glass off Bonnie with a thanks.

“The detailing.” Evelyn mused, before she looked at Sofia. “Is that a Nicolle Miller by any chance?”

“Yes.” Sofia looked at Evelyn, frowning, and Fliss turned her head to look at her future mother-in-law, raising an eyebrow.

“She’s from Massachusetts.” Evelyn smiled. “I’ve seen a few of her dresses from time to time, they’re quite recognisable if you know what you’re looking for.”

“My fiancé’s from Boston.” Fliss informed, and Sofia’s mouth made a little O of understanding before she smiled.

“Well, if that isn’t a sign then I don’t know what is.” She beamed. “Would you like to see it on?”

Fliss bit her lip, before she looked at her mum her gave her a huge smile. With a grin on her face, and for the first time that day, a feeling of excitement in her stomach she nodded. Handing her champagne over to Bonnie, she followed Sofia into the changing room at the back, and was soon out of her denim shorts and t-shirt, stepping into the dress. Sofia came in to help her do it up, and it wasn’t even half way fastened before Fliss simply knew this was what she wanted, not even caring it was the first one she’d tried on. Nothing was going to come close to this.

“It’s a little big, around the bust so just give me a second.” Sofia moved to the back of the cubicle and picked up a few clothes pegs, tugging the dress around so it fit right and Fliss smiled, smoothing her hands down over her stomach as she stood, admiring it.

It was hard to guess at the actual shape as its bottom dabbled somewhere between a trumpet and mermaid cut. Her hips were accentuated by the firm fitting cream colored, hand stitched floral lace sewn into a nude overlay. Her back and side panels were completely different. The creamy lace design covered her back and sides with just her soft and delicate skin underneath, the nude underlay that covered her breasts and behind a near match to her skin. It hugged her curves perfectly, the lace covered her shoulders and down her chest in a two finger width and came together in a beautiful heart shape neckline, showing off her delicate décolletage shoulders. It kissed her skin, allowing enough cleavage but much to the imagination as it elegantly, and yet still incredibly sexy, covered her body.

It was something Fliss would never have dreamed of getting married in before but now, well, it felt right. It felt like her.

She took a shaky breath, her vision swimming with tears before she locked eyes with Sofia in the mirror, the older woman giving an appreciative nod. “It looks gorgeous, Honey!” She then handed Fliss a tissue and Fliss took it, giving a little shake of her head.

“I’m sorry, I-“

“Don’t apologise,” Sofia waved her away, “it’s a big thing. Now, you ready to go show the rest of them?”

Fliss nodded and Sofia gathered up the train of the dress, and Fliss stepped out of the little room and into the main area of the boutique. As she moved into the room, the other four women turned to face her and Verity’s hand immediately flew to her mouth.

“What do you think?” Fliss asked, shyly. “I know it’s the first one I’ve tried on but I don’t think I want to bother with anymore, I love it.”

Bonnie raised her eyebrows, her mouth falling open. “Oh my God, Fliss.” She gasped. “It’s…”

“Stunning.” Evelyn nodded in agreement, as Sian gave a hum.

“Liss, you’ll knock him dead.”

Fliss gave a smile and then looked at Verity. “Mum?”

Verity’s hand was shaking as she moved it down, and she opened her mouth, before she closed it again, taking a deep and shuddering breath, Sian curling her arm round her shoulder.

“Oh, Lissy…” Verity sniffed, her face creasing up as the tears began to slide down her cheeks. Immediately, more tissues were offered as Fliss also felt her eyes watering at the sight of her mum crying in front of her.

“Mum, don’t!” She gave a little laugh and Verity shook her head, dabbing at her eye.

“I’m sorry, sweetheart but I never thought I’d be here with you, trying on dresses as last time…” She stopped herself as Sian gave her a squeeze. “And now seeing you there with that look on your face, in that dress, ready to marry a man you deserve to be with, well, this is all I ever wanted for you.”

By the time Verity had finished there wasn’t a dry eye in the room, even Sofia had shed a tear. Verity stepped forward and carefully pulled her daughter into a hug, before she stepped back, kissing her forehead.

“I love you, my baby girl.” She sniffed. “God, your dad is going to bawl his eyes out when he sees this!”

Fliss smiled, and Sofia then directed her onto a little box before she called over to another woman who headed across the room with a tape measure. As they took a few measurements for the alterations, Fliss was vaguely aware that her Mum and Bonnie were both taking a photo, but in all honesty her eyes were glued to her reflection in the mirror in front of her. And she wasn’t looking at her dress. She was fixated on the huge smile that was on her face, a smile that no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t stop.

****** “Hey, Stack, how about we go outside for a little while?” Frank opened the door to the den. “Alex has gone down for his nap so it’s just us.”

“In a minute, I’m just looking at something.” She replied, her eyes still on her laptop as she lounged on her beanbag, Heartland playing on the TV in the background.

“Come on, you’ve been sat in here for hours.”

“Yeah but this is really cool.” She looked up. “I’ve been tracing Monty’s lineage again for my collage, and then I got looking at Heidi’s and dug into all this cool info on her and the other horses that she was bred from.”

Frank obliged as Mary gestured to him, taking a seat next to her on the floor as she moved the laptop so he could see it.

“So, this is Heidi, ‘Sandybrook Hideaway’.” Mary’s fingers pointed to the box at the left of the screen. “And this is Heidi’s dad, ‘Louella Inschello’ and this is her mom, ‘Tremontano Esmerelda’. I can go even further back and find like her grandparents and great grandparents all the way into the seventies.”

“How come Heidi had the name Sandybrook?” Frank asked. “And not Louella or Tremontano or whatever?”

“It doesn’t work like with humans.” Mary shrugged. “You can’t use people’s prefixes that don’t belong to you when you’re naming a horse. Fliss said that the people who bred Heidi made the prefix Sandybrook because of their farm being near the beach in England, and there was a brook running alongside the fields. That’s what all their horses then became called, Heidi being the first, look…”

She moved the screen along a little, and Frank traced the little line that ran from Heidi’s name to another box. “’Sandybrook Typhoon’, sire- Renkum Renogade, dam- Sandybrook Hideaway…” he trailed off before he looked at Mary. “Heidi had a baby?”

“Yup.” Mary nodded. “Fliss showed me photos of him on their website. He’s huge. And real pretty. He was a big, fancy dressage horse that one her friends used to compete and they kept him at the stud farm to breed from because he was that pretty, but he died three years ago. He broke his leg and couldn’t get better.”

“Ouch.” Frank grimaced.

Mary nodded. “I know. This was his last foal, look. ‘Sandybrook Cleopatra’. She was born in 2017, and check out her mom’s name.”

“Sandybrook Dirty Diana.” Frank smiled, and let out a chuckle as Mary smiled at him as she clicked on a small link which opened up to show a beautiful bay filly with four white socks and a white blaze. Her face markings instantly struck Frank as being very similar to Heidi’s even if she was a different colour.

“So this would mean that this one is Heidi’s granddaughter?” Frank asked.

“Yup.” Mary nodded.

“That’s pretty cool, Stack.”

“Mom thought so too.” Mary grinned. “She showed me how to do it as I wanted to check out Monty’s history. I asked her about Heidi’s and she showed me this and she was like, really smiling when she saw Cleo, she didn’t know they’d had a foal from Typhoon the year he died. And there’s lots of photos of Heidi as a baby too on their history page, and she has a really cool profile.” She took a pause for breath and Frank gently dropped his hand to the back of her head, smiling at her enthusiasm. “They added a bit last week to say she’d died and it’s kinda sad but also kinda nice. They thanked Fliss her for giving her a wonderful home and said there was no one better on the Earth for your horse to be sold to than an Olympic Gold Medal winner.”

“How did they know she’d died?” Frank asked. “Did Fliss call them?”

“She emailed them. She said she had also asked them about Cleopatra.”

“Asked about her? You mean to buy?”

“I think so.” Mary nodded. “She sold Bronson the other month and now Heidi is gone she only has Cap left.”

“Yeah, I know. She mentioned maybe getting another but I didn’t know she’d been looking.”

“I don’t think she has, it’s just because she saw Cleopatra. I mean, it would be cool if she did buy her.” Mary shrugged. “She’s a part of Heidi in a way isn’t she?”

“Yeah, suppose she is.” Frank mused. “So, was Fliss not sure about her then or…”

“She said she liked her.” Mary shrugged. “But she’s not for sale on the website so I don’t know what they said. They might have said no, or maybe it’s because she’s busy. You know what she’s like.”

Frank did, only too well. When it came to buying things for herself to enjoy, Fliss was actually very reserved. She didn’t think twice about buying stuff for the house, or for the family, or her work, but her own, personal things, she seemed to have a real reticence to simply splurge on, and he had a feeling that went back to when she’d been married previously.

As his eyes flicked over the details on the screen, an idea flashed in his head. And it was a crazy one but…

“What do you think she would do if we bought her one for her birthday?” He turned to Mary.

“What, bought her a horse?”

“Yeah.”

“This horse?” Mary pointed at the screen to the picture of the bay mare and Frank nodded.

“Yeah.”

“Probably call you a crazy asshole, start crying and say it’s the best present ever.” Mary looked at him and Frank chuckled.

“I can live with that.”

“You know, you better hurry up if you’re gonna do it. Mom’s birthday is like, weeks away!”

“It’s not until the end of July.” Frank replied. “We got nearly two months. Do you not think that will be enough time?”

“I don’t know, I’ve never shipped a horse over here from England!” Mary scoffed, before they shared a look, almost identical expressions of realisation crossing their faces as they instantly realised they both knew someone who had. “Poppa Bill!” Mary stated excitedly. “He’ll help!”

“Sure he will.” Frank nodded. “Right, you better get me the email address, Stack. And not a word of this to Mom okay? This is top secret.”

“What do you take me for?” Mary looked at him indignantly and Frank looked at her, raising an eyebrow.

“You really want me to answer that?”

Mary pondered for a moment before she snorted. “Not really.”

******

“So, did you have a nice time today?” Frank asked as they lay in bed later that night.

“Yeah.” Fliss smiled, snuggling further into his chest as his hand gently ran up and down her arm, his fingers softly tickling her skin. “I did.”

“Good.” He kissed her head. “I’m glad. You were so worried about it all.”

“That obvious, huh?” She sighed and Frank chuckled.

“To me, yeah.” He shifted a little to look down at her. “But that’s only because I know you so well.”

“I didn’t know what to expect.” She shrugged. “I was just a little overwhelmed at the thought, you know, of having to make the decision but when we got to the first shop, I dunno, I kinda realised that I’ve been making decisions about our wedding all along. And, when it came down to it, it wasn’t really that much different to when we picked your suit.”

Frank chuckled. “To be fair, Sweetheart, we’d been in the shop all of five minutes before you spotted the one you liked.”

“Hey, it wasn’t just me.” She protested, tilting her head to look at him. “You liked it too.”

“I do.” Frank agreed. “But I saw the look on your face when you saw it which is what completely sold it to me.”

A lightweight wool three piece suit dyed a stunning steel blue shade had fit Frank expertly. It made his eyes pop and the crisp white button down underneath offered a nice contrast. But what made Fliss fall for the ensemble was the tie. The flash of burgundy, sand, white and grey stood out against the white dress shirt with the stripes of blue pulling in the blue of the three piece. The tailor suggested a printed silk pocket swath with polka dots and paisley printed against a deep blue background.

Frank caught Fliss’ eye in the mirror as the tailor straightened the back of his jacket and arched his brow. She hastily released her lip from between his teeth and gave him a little sheepish look, and he bit back the snort at the fact he’d just caught her looking at him in the way she usually did when she was feeling a little bit ‘frisky’ for want of a better word.

“But I’m clean.” Frank joked, causing the tailor to look up a little, puzzled expression on his face and Fliss laughed.

“Yeah, well this is clearly your Professor look, not the dirty boat daddy one.”

At that the tailor scooted off, Frank watching him go before he turned to Fliss and shook his head. “You’re terrible, you know that?”

She shrugged and smiled as she looked him up and down appraisingly, stepping forward and smoothing her hands up the lapels of the jacket. “You look incredibly handsome, babe.”

Frank gave her a smile and leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to her lips. “You almost sound surprised.”

“Not at all.” Fliss shook her head.

A cough from the tailor interrupted them as he had returned with a shoe box and Frank gave him a nod as Fliss stepped back. Once he had laced up the shiny, burnt brown oxfords, Frank moved again to take in the final, finished look and took a deep breath, smiling.

He liked it. A lot.

“So basically, you picked the first suit you tried on and I picked the first dress I tried on.” Fliss snorted and Frank shrugged. “We’re getting married on the beach, having what is basically a barn dance with food trucks…are we taking any of this seriously?”

“Nope.” Frank shook his head and Fliss laughed again as he moved, rolling her a little so she was on her back and he was hovering over her. “But, I think both of us have taken life far too seriously for far too long enough, time for a little fun.”

“Well that fills me full of confidence since we’re writing our own declarations.” She teased and Frank arched his brow.

“You’re talking to an ex Philosophy Professor-”

“Assistant-“

“Whatever, the point is, I’m very good with words.” Frank smirked and Fliss scoffed. “I got you to go on a date with me, didn’t I?”

“That wasn’t down to your words.” Fliss shook her head.

“No? Was it my devastating good looks?”

“That and the fact you’re basically the best man I’ve ever met.” Fliss smiled. “Well, apart from my dad. And Steve. So you’re definitely in the top three best men I’ve ever met.”

Frank laughed and took a deep breath, before he moved, propping himself up a little on his elbow, brushing Fliss’ hair back off her face. “Joking aside, marrying you is something I’m taking very seriously. I can’t wait to say ‘I do,’ get that ring on your finger and finally call you my wife as well as the mother of my kids. But the minute that bit is done then, all bets are off. No stuffy formalities, no pointless, boring traditions, well, apart from the ones we decide we wanna uphold and absolutely no vowing to obey,” he looked at her as she took a breath, “which is a relief because, frankly, I don’t want to spend the rest of my life being bossed around.”

Fliss smiled, knowing full well what he was saying. That vow had been one that John had insisted on, and whilst she had never raised the issue to Frank directly, because in all honestly she didn’t feel she needed to, the fact he’d picked up on the way she’d subtly opted for the other vows when they’d had to pick them for the official, made her heart swell in her chest.

“So, I err, I also had another off the wall idea.” Fliss looked at him.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah, I know we said we weren’t gonna give each other presents and stuff for the wedding, but, I thought…actually, forget it.”

“No, come on tell me.”

“No, it’s…”

“Liss!” He said, looking at her and she sighed, her eyes moving away from his, scanning the inked words just below his collar bone.

“Tatoos.” She whispered, looking back at him. “I thought, well, that we could get one each. Not matching as such, but you know, for each other.” Frank blinked and she snorted. “See it’s a dumb idea, I just really want another and well, that was another thing I was never allowed, and-”

“I didn’t say it was dumb.” Frank cut her off, shaking his head. “I think it’s a great idea.”

“You do?”

“Yeah, I do.” He nodded. “I’ve been thinking about getting another for a couple of months now, I want one for Alex, so having one for you too, well then I’ve got a full set.”

She smiled, her fingers reaching up and tracing the Taurus on his bicep, Mary’s star sign. “What you thinking of getting for Bean?”

“The time of his birth, and the date underneath all in Roman numerals. On my other arm.”

Fliss beamed. “I love that.” She pondered. “I thought about one for the kids too, maybe on my wrist but I don’t know what yet.”

“Well, l can speak to Jake.” Frank kissed her nose. “He’s fucking sweet at art, tell him what we want he’ll draw us a couple of designs and then we can go to the place I got my last one done and book in.” He paused. “So, where you gonna get the one for me?”

“Well, I errr think, I mean if-” She paused, looking at Frank as he waited for her answer and she realised that for a split second she’d been about to ask his permission. But as he simply looked at her, she licked her lips and smiled. She didn’t need to ask, she could just tell him. “I know exactly where I’m going to have it.”

“Show me.”

“So bossy.” She smirked, pushing on his shoulders and making him sit up. Biting her lip she lifted her cami top up a little, her hand pushing up her left breast and she traced the area underneath, just along her rib cage. “Only you will really see it then, well, other than when I’m in a bikini, I suppose.” She stopped talking as she spotted the familiar darkening in Frank’s eyes as he took her in, his eyes sliding up her frame to meet hers. She bit her lip, smiling as he crawled back over her, pushing her back onto the bed a little, her top still hitched up.

“You know,” his hands gently slid up her side, fingers tracing the spot she was talking about, “that area is supposedly quite sensitive.”

“Really?” She whispered, her eyes closing.

“Hmmhmmm.” He hummed, dropping his head, placing a soft kiss just there, and her breath hitched, before she emitted a soft little squeak as Frank’s lips were replaced by his teeth when he gave a soft nip. “Oh, yeah, definitely sensitive. You’re gonna need someone to hold your hand.”

“Luckily I know just the guy.” She sighed, his mouth now trailing a path across her body to her sternum.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. I’ll take Steve.”

“You really want your brother there when someone’s tattooing under your boob?” At that she stilled and looked down at him. He paused, his chin resting in between her breasts and he gave her a quizzical look. “What?”

“Are you okay with that?”

“With what? Your brother being-“

“No, idiot!” She slapped his head lightly and he gave an ow of protest. “I mean with me having it there? I mean, if it means the guy there’s gonna see-“

“Are you okay with that?”

“Yeah, I guess.”

“Then, yeah, I don’t give a shit.” He shrugged, his lips returning to her skin. “Now, can you shut up and let me give you an orgasm?”

“Just one?” Her voice was a breathy whisper as his lips traced their way up her neck and he gave a little growl, nipping at her jaw.

“Greedy bitch.” He mumbled, causing her to chuckle a little, before his lips met hers in a heated kiss. Her hands snaked into the back of his short hair, nails scratching his scalp a little as his tongue curled against hers in dominating swipes, a rumble in the back of his throat flowing into her mouth.

His hands curled around her hips, before they slid upwards and grasped at the top she was wearing which was bunched unevenly up around her chest. He pulled back and Fliss sat up a little to allow him to yank it off and he tossed it carelessly behind him, where it dropped somewhere onto the bedroom floor. His lips crashed back to hers with an urgency she met back movement for movement. Frank shifted, nudging her legs further apart with his knees, so he could settle in between them, his lips moving back to her jaw, down her neck, moving himself downwards, taking his time and lavishing affection all the way down her body. His hands curled round her knees as his nose skimmed below her bellybutton and he placed a soft kiss onto her tummy before he felt her tugging on his hair.

“Frankie, I want you.”

He peeked up at her, and arched a brow. “I thought you wanted more than one?”

“Changed my mind.”

“Fickle.” He muttered, as he sat up, pulling down her sleep shorts before he discarded his boxers, kicking them down his legs. He gently nipped at the inside of her thigh before he brushed his cheek and beard up her leg, smirking as he heard a tiny mewl from above. With a pace that was agonisingly slow he moved back upwards, his hands moving up the side of her body as he went, gently moving across, thumbs brushing over each of her nipples which were pebbled in anticipation. Fliss arched her back, inhaling sharply as her groin bumped against his, dragging a low grumble from his throat as she twitched underneath him, pressed up against where she needed him most. Taking her hands in his, his thumbs skated over her knuckles before he interlocked their fingers and pressed her hands down on the pillow next to her head.

“God, you’re beautiful." He mumbled leaning down and running his nose alongside hers before kissing her deeply. Fliss gave a little preen of delight at his praise, and he broke the kiss, his lips remaining on hers. “My perfect, Lissy.”

She responded by kissing him hard, a kiss which was broken when he slowly pushing inside her in a gentle, fluid moment, eliciting a moan from them both. He drew back a little and then thrust forward deeply, before he kissed her again, his hips finding a languid, rocking rhythm, his bottom lip nibbling on hers. Fliss rolled her body up taking him deeper, moans and gasps slipping freely into each other’s mouths as he slowly built up his rhythm, his fingers curling around hers tightly as he watched her, felt her shudder as he hit her spot again and again with every rut of his hips until she was writhing underneath him, begging him not to stop.

And he didn’t, not until he’d dragged two orgasms from her, and he’d almost managed a third when he knew he couldn’t fight off his own release any longer. With a whimper that was almost pathetic, he slowed down, his hand dropping between them to stroke at her sensitive nub, and with a hoarse sob she bucked violently as she came again, her walls tightening around him and with a choked cry of her name he let go, his release coating her walls and he throbbed inside of her as she pulsed around him. His elbows gave way and he pitched forward, his sweaty brow pressing into the crook of her neck as his chest heaved, both of them completely spent.

Fliss happily welcomed his weight on top of her as he caught his breath, both of them trembling in the afterglow. She flexed her fingers and he let go of her hands, and she slid her arms round him, fingers dancing up his spine. Frank gave a soft hum of contentment as he lazily raised his head, catching her mouth in a soft kiss before his nose bumped against hers.

He was in no rush to move, which suited Frank fine as he lay there, on top of her, slow kisses being traded before eventually he pulled back and she gave him a soft smile, which lit up her entire face.

“Was that enough for you?” He asked cheekily and she laughed, swatting at his back with her hand.

*****

The next week or so passed in a whirl of work and overseeing the construction at the yard. Frank was still mad busy, but he’d pushed his nagging feelings about his job to the back of his mind. He and Fliss had talked about it at length and he’d decided to wait until the wedding was done before he made a final decision. Whilst Fliss had told him she’d support him either way, he didn’t want to throw his career into turmoil whilst they had so much going on.

The yard expansion was progressing to schedule, despite a pretty nasty storm which had initially set them back a day or so, but Frank had to hand it to the guys Bill had recommended, they’d pulled the lost time back. And, to top it all off, he’d even managed to finish the final mechanical works to his boat, which meant now all he had to do was the cosmetic work. For that, he was happy to let Bill help, his future father-in-law very eager to lend a hand on Friday evenings, especially when the job came with a steady supply of beer.

It was win-win as far as Frank was concerned. Fliss and her mum would sit in the garden, drinking wine, dipping in and out of the pool whilst Mary was at Roberta’s, the four adults taking dinner together, which he always enjoyed, and it also meant he could rope Bill into his master plan for Fliss’ birthday. When he’d first told him his idea, Bill had grown a little emotional, admitting to Frank that seeing him care so much that he want to do something as thoughtful as that for his baby-girl was something he appreciated beyond belief. Frank also consulted Joanne, and between the three of them they now had a pretty watertight plan. Bill was lending Frank the money, for which Frank was grateful for as, whilst Joanne had helped him to the negotiating on the price for the animal, the transportation and associated veterinary fees were more expensive than the damned horse herself. Should the overall amount it was going to cost him go missing from their savings, Fliss was going to start asking questions and he wanted it to be a total surprise.

All in all, Frank was as settled and happy as he had felt in months. Life was good, and as the middle of June rolled round, the feeling in the Adler-Gallagher household was as relaxed and as happy as it had ever been.

“Awww you want a biscuit, Baby?” Fliss looked at Alex who was making grabby hands at the one she had in her hand. “Okay, here…”

She snapped the cookie into two and handed him a half. Alex looked at it for a second before he shoved it in his mouth, turning to look at Frank as he walked into the kitchen. The little boy raised his hands making cooing noises before jamming his precious treat back into his mouth.

“Hey, you got a cookie, buddy?” Frank smiled as Alex made a little noise of delight at the taste, and Fliss cleared her throat.

“He has a biscuit.”

Frank looked at Fliss, rolling his eyes before he moved and picked up the packet, pointing to the label.

“They’re cookies, Fliss.”

Fliss groaned. “Cookies are a specific type of biscuit. What he has there is not a cookie!”

“Look, Lissy, you’re gonna confuse the boy.” Frank looked at her. “Poor kid’ll be going to a restaurant and askin’ for a biscuit, expecting cookies, and then they bring him like biscuits and gravy and-“

“Don’t even get me started on those, Francis.” Fliss narrowed her eyes, pointing at him. “They’re not biscuits, they are scones.”

“The hell they are!”

“Oh piss off, Frank!”

Frank gave a loud laugh. “Hang on, are we actually arguing about this right now? Over what we call a certain baked treat?”

Fliss bit into one of the offending items and smirked. “Get it right and we won’t be.”

“You are such a fucking brat at times!” Frank shook his head as Fliss grinned and shrugged.

“So?”

“Just stating a fact, Sweetheart.”

“So am I. They’re biscuits”

“Oh for the love of-look,” Frank once again nudged the packet on the island, “they’re cookies and nothing you say or do is gonna make me call them anything else!”

“Nothing?” Fliss raised her eyebrows.

“Nope.” Frank folded his arms.

“Hmmm.” Fliss took a step towards him, her hands wrapping round his arms, pulling them away from his chest before her palms flattened on his pecs, smoothing up to his shoulders. “Call them biscuits, Sailor, and I’ll go down on you so fast you can’t even remember your own name.”

“They’re biscuits.” Frank replied immediately, the second she played that card, he didn’t give a shit what the hell they were called.

Fliss laughed, her hands sliding up round his neck. “Like I said, brains are in your dick.”

“Yeah, and now my dick’s gonna be in your mouth, Cowgirl.” Frank shot back, causing Fliss to snort. “Better get to it, I need to go pick Mary up in ten.”

“Hmmm, yeah, I didn’t specify when.” Fliss patted his chest and stepped back as Frank blinked, before he shot her a playful glare.

“You fight dirty.”

“Oh, Sailor.” Fliss tossed her hair over her shoulder as she moved back to the kitchen to move their used breakfast dishes from the sink to the dishwasher. “You should know this by now.”

“So, you basically expect me to drive down to St Pete’s now with a semi hard-on?”

Fliss looked at him. “It’s your own fault?”

“How is it my fault?” Frank laughed, incredulously.

“If you’d have just agreed I was right in the first place, then you wouldn’t have a problem.”

Frank blinked before he shook his head, turning to Alex. “Your momma’s logic blows my mind, Bean.”

“That’s the only thing that’s getting blown, Fliss quipped and at that Frank let out a loud laugh, “for now.”

She shot him another look over her shoulder and Frank groaned, knowing full well that if he didn’t leave he was going to end up pounding her over the kitchen island. And, as tempting as that was, he had places to be.

“Come on, Son.” Frank unclipped Alex from the seat. “Let’s go get your sister.” He reached over and grabbed a cookie from the packet. “Here, have another unnamed, generic baked item for the trip.”

**** Chapter 24

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about sora…

sora supremacist [also, an enthusiast of myself]. african american. of minority. any pronouns are cool. pansexual. smut/nsfw writer. i write to educate myself on safe sex, and also for coping mechanisms.

likes: naruto. mathematics. writing. discord buddies. dashiegames. learning more about myself. black femininity and excellence. manga collecting. iced coffee. the color peach and sage green. the haitani bros.

my zodiac sign: leo, latin for lion, is the fifth of the zodiac.

dislikes: racist bitches. misogyny. fourth period. homophobia/transphobia. ignorant weirdos who write for minors and then claim minors dni. homework. people who misuse aave and disrespect pronouns.

my favorite animes: ergo proxy, great pretender, black butler, nana, tokyo revengers, hunter hunter, sailor moon, 91 days, bungou stray dogs, paradise kiss, hellsing, erased, demon slayer, naruto, one piece, and jjba.

favorite artists: kali uchis, tyler the creator, frank ocean, kendrick lamar, j cole, korn, cypress hill, sofaygo, attila, falling in reverse, nine inch nails, beyonce, brent faiyaz, bryson tiller, playboi carti, kaash paige, lil uzi vert, white zombie, ski mask the slump god, yeat, and xxxtentacion.

currently reading: tokyo revengers, chainsaw man, death note, & kamisama kiss.

currently watching: paradise kiss, say I love you, nodame cantabile, and princess jellyfish.

kins: beatrix kiddo, gogo yubari, o—ren ishii, izana kurokawa, kakucho hitto, manjiro sano, konan, karin, sasuke, tomoko kuroki, umaru doma, nobuo, yasuo, huey freeman itachi, kaz kaan, michiko malandro, armin arlert, alex benedetto, canary, atsuko jackson, & karin

2022 — soratoninn (toruzaki) on tumblr. do not copy, modify, redistribute, translate, or write spin off stories based off of my own content. remember, plagiarism is illegal.

#toruzakisaboutme #about me

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tawneybel · 3 years

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Male Dollification

Note: Male characters who get transformed into dolls, mannequins, puppets, statues, robots, etc. in one way or another. Agalmatophilia, gorgonization, petrification, crystallization, whatever. Be free to suggest more!

Dr. Capel-Smith from Are You Afraid of the Dark? (“The Tale of the Guardian’s Curse”)

Charles Lee Ray from the Child’s Play franchise

Caractacus Potts from Chitty Chitty Bang Bang

Mr. Tumnus from The Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe

Draco from Clash of the Titans 2010

Eusabios from Clash of the Titans 2010

Ixas from Clash of the Titans 2010

Kraken from Clash of the Titans 2010

Edward Ashen from Dead Silence

Jamie Ashen from Dead Silence

John Lumic from Doctor Who (“The Age of Steel”)

Jeremy Baines from Doctor Who (“The Family of Blood”)

David Bower from Dolls

Major McCall from Goosebumps (“Revenge of the Lawn Gnomes”)

Jules Heitz from The Gorgon

Paul Heitz from The Gorgon

Dr. Namaroff from The Gorgon

Nearly Headless Nick from Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets

Wade Felton from House of Wax

Prince 1 from Jim Henson’s The Storyteller

Prince 2 from Jim Henson’s The Storyteller

Atlas from Jim Henson’s The Storyteller: Greek Myths

Polydectus from Jim Henson’s The Storyteller: Greek Myths

Curtis Mooney from Killer Klowns from Outer Space

Kao from Medusa

Phillip Anderson from A Nightmare on Elm Street 3: Dream Warriors

Gabe Ugliano from Percy Jackson & the Olympians: The Lightning Thief

Ollie Akana from Power Rangers Dino Fury (“Lost Signal”)

various from Power Rangers Dino Fury (“Lost Signal”)

Zayto from Power Rangers Dino Fury (“Lost Signal”)

Carlos Vallerte from Power Rangers Lost in Space (“T.J’s Identity Crisis”) (Added 7/23/2021.)

André Toulon from Puppet Master II (Added 10/26/2022.)

various from Return to Oz

Rocky Horror from The Rocky Horror Picture Show

Tommy Milner from Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark

Han Solo from Star Wars Episode V — The Empire Strikes Back

Peter Hale from Teen Wolf (“The Wolves of War”)

Jerry from Tourist Trap

Jerry Etherson from The Twilight Zone (“The Dummy”)

guy who becomes part of stone wall from Wishmaster

Manny Kin from Wizards of Waverly Place (“Alex’s Spring Fling”)

Armando Muñoz from X-Men: First Class

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♡ My Kins !!! ♡

This is just a basic list of my kins, nothing to major, just keeps track of who I kin, if you’d wanna know. ♡ DANGANRONPA KINS: Kazuichi Souda, Kiibo, Leon Kuwata, Shuichi Saihara, Byakuya Togami, Korekiyo Shinguji, Kiyotaka Ishimaru, Mikan Tsumiki, Tenko Chabashira, Akane Owari, Pregame Shuichi, Pregame Kiibo, Monotaro. ♡ MY HERO ACADAMIA: Kirishima Eijiro, Tetsu Tetsu, Izuku Midoriya (Deku). ♡ MOB PSYCHO: Shigeo Kageyama, Katsuya Serizawa. ♡ SOUTH PARK: Kyle Broflovski, Tweek Tweak, Kenny McCormick. ♡ SOUL EATER: Death The Kid. ♡ BUNGO STRAY DOGS: Atsushi Nakajima. ♡ STEVEN UNIVERSE: Peridot, Bismuth. ♡ BJ ALEX: DJ, Jiwon. ♡ FNAF: All versions of Foxy, Springtrap. ♡ POPEE THE PERFORMER: Popee ♡ LION KING: Scar

- ̀ KINSIDERING: Butters Stotch (South Park).

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You are now Alex the Lion kin

Me am Ben Stiller?

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ask-artsy-oncie · 6 years

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alex the lion kin

I'm gonna eat your fuckfing children

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ylvapublishing · 6 years

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Are you an avid reader of lesbian fiction or WLW books and want to make 2018 a little more interesting?

Then you might want to check out Jae’s Lesbian Book Bingo. It’s a big, year-long event, with many authors and publishers—including Ylva—donating books for giveaways. You can win amazing books all year long—just by reading! And under the cut is a little list of recommendations to fill your bingo card:

WOMEN IN UNIFORM

Conflict of Interest by Jae

In a Heartbeat by RJ Nolan

Rescue Me by Michelle L. Teichman

Between the Lines by KD Williamson

HISTORICAL FICTION

Charity by Paulette Callen

Fervent Charity by Paulette Callen

The Lavender List by Meg Harrington

Kicker’s Journey by Lois Cloarec Hart

Backwards to Oregon by Jae

Beyond the Trail by Jae

Hidden Truths by Jae

Shaken to the Core by Jae

Daughter of Baal by Gill McKnight

DOCTORS AND VETERINARIANS

All the Little Moments by G Benson

Who’d Have Thought by G Benson

Not-So-Straight Sue by Cheyenne Blue

Almost-Married Moni by Cheyenne Blue

Heart Trouble by Jae

Falling Hard by Jae

L.A. Metro by RJ Nolan

In a Heartbeat by RJ Nolan

Wounded Souls by RJ Nolan

Blurred Lines by KD Williamson

FANTASY

Caged Bird Rising by Nino Delia

Tread Lightly by Catherine Lane

Banshee’s Honor by Shaylynn Rose

Banshee’s Vengeance by Shaylynn Rose

Shattered by Lee Winter

WOMEN OF COLOR

Falling Hard by Jae

Falling into Place by Sheryn Munir

Pink by KD Williamson

Shattered by Lee Winter

The Power of Mercy by Fiona Zedde

CELEBRITY ROMANCE

Damage Control by Jae

Perfect Rhythm by Jae

Heartwood by Catherine Lane

FAKE RELATIONSHIP & MARRIAGE OF CONVENIENCE

Who’d Have Thought by G Benson

Rock and a Hard Place by Andrea Bramhall

Contract for Love by Alison Grey (to be published in August)

Just for Show by Jae (to be published on February 21)

Something in the Wine by Jae

Backwards to Oregon by Jae

Face It by Georgette Kaplan (to be published on February 7)

The Set Piece by Catherine Lane

Chasing Stars by Alex K. Thorne (to be published on March 21)

SCIENCE FICTION (INCLUDES DYSTOPIAN/POST-APOCALYPTIC)

Survival Instincts by May Dawney (to be published on March 7)

The Caphenon (Chronicles of Alsea 1) by Fletcher DeLancey

Without a Front: The Producer’s Challenge (Chronicles of Alsea 2) by Fletcher DeLancey

Without a Front: The Warrior’s Challenge (Chronicles of Alsea 3) by Fletcher DeLancey

Catalyst (Chronicles of Alsea 4) by Fletcher DeLancey

Vellmar the Blade (Chronicles of Alsea 5) by Fletcher DeLancey

The Lily and the Crown by Roslyn Sinclair

AGE DIFFERENCE (INCLUDES MAY/DECEMBER ROMANCE)

Just My Luck by Andrea Bramhall

Heartwood by Catherine Lane

The Brutal Truth by Lee Winter

Shattered by Lee Winter

FOODIE ROMANCE

All You Can Eat by R.G. Emanuelle & Andi Marquette

Order Up by R.G. Emanuelle & Andi Marquette

LGBTQIA+ CHARACTERS

This category focuses on bisexual, pansexual, trans, asexual, intersexual, queer, and other women-loving women (with the exception of lesbians since they feature in all other squares)

Flinging It by G Benson (bisexual main character)

Dark Horse by A.L. Brooks (bisexual character)

Reintegration by Eden S. French (bi, trans, and lesbian characters)

Perfect Rhythm by Jae (asexual main character)

EROTICA & EROTIC ROMANCE

The Club by A.L. Brooks

Hot Line by Alison Grey

Nights of Silk and Sapphire by Amber Jacobs

The Taste of Her by Jess Lea (to be published on February 6)

Don’t Be Shy by Astrid Ohletz & Jae

Shadow Haven by AJ Schippers

Heart’s Surrender by Emma Weimann

SUMMER READS

Any novel set during the summer months or in an exotic location, e.g., an island.

Not-So-Straight Sue by Cheyenne Blue

Fenced-In Felix by Cheyenne Blue

Where the Light Plays by C. Fonseca

FRIENDS TO LOVERS ROMANCE

Coming Home by Lois Cloarec Hart

Beginnings by L.T. Smith

ROMANTIC COMEDY

Just My Luck by Andrea Bramhall

Lost for Words by Andrea Bramhall (to be published in August)

Welcome to the Wallops by Gill McKnight

See Right Through Me by L.T. Smith

ENEMIES TO LOVERS ROMANCE

Who’d Have Thought by G Benson

Party Wall by Cheyenne Blue

Up on the Roof by A.L. Brooks

Second Nature by Jae

Defensive Mindset by Wendy Temple

The Red Files by Lee Winter

WORKPLACE/OFFICE ROMANCE

Flinging It by G Benson

Rock and a Hard Place by Andrea Bramhall

Miles Aparrt by A.L. Brooks

You’re Fired by Shaya Crabtree

Just Physical by Jae

Under a Falling Star by Jae

The Music and the Mirror by Lola Keeley (to be published in April)

The Brutal Truth by Lee Winter

DISABLED CHARACTER

Includes characters with chronic illnesses and mental health issues

Just My Luck by Andrea Bramhall

Just Physical by Jae

Wounded Souls by RJ Nolan

Hold My Hand by AC Oswald

BUTCH/FEMME COUPLES

Lost for Words by Andrea Bramhall (to be published in August)

Departure from the Script by Jae

Just Physical by Jae

Between the Lines by KD Williamson

PARANORMAL

Glass Lions by JD Glass

First Blood by JD Glass

Beyond and Begone by Lois Cloarec Hart

Yak by Lois Cloarec Hart

Second Nature by Jae

True Nature by Jae

Manhattan Moon by Jae

Good Enough to Eat by Jae & Alison Grey

Wicked Things (anthology) by Jae & Astrid Ohletz

Ex-Wives of Dracula by Georgette Kaplan

The Secret of Sleepy Hollow by Andi Marquette

HOLIDAY BOOKS

Do You Feel What I Feel by Jae & Fletcher DeLancey

Love Beneath the Christmas Tree by Jae

Under a Falling Star by Jae

The Bureau of Holiday Affairs by Andi Marquette

SPORTS ROMANCE

Code of Conduct by Cheyenne Blue (to be published in June)

Rock and a Hard Place by Andrea Bramhall

Romancing the Kicker by Catherine Lane (to be published in November)

Defensive Mindset by Wendy Temple

ROMANTIC SUSPENSE & MYSTERY

Archer Securities by Jove Belle

Fenced-In Felix by Cheyenne Blue

Collide-O-Scope by Andrea Bramhall

Under Parr by Andrea Bramhall

The Last First Time by Andrea Bramhall

Evolution of an Art Thief by Jessie Chandler

The Lavender List by Meg Harrington

Four Steps by Wendy Hudson

Mine to Keep by Wendy Hudson

Conflict of Interest by Jae

Next of Kin by Jae

If Looks Could Kill by Andi Marquette

The Red Files by Lee Winter

Daughter of Baal by Gill McKnight

A Heist Story by Ellen Simpson

Blurred Lines by KD Williamson

Crossing Lines by KD Williamson

Between the Lines by KD Williamson

Requiem for Immortals by Lee Winter

Under Your Skin by Lee Winter (to be published in June)

SECOND CHANCE ROMANCE

The Art of Us by KL Hughes

Face It by Georgette Kaplan

Barring Complications by Blythe Rippon

Getting Back by Cindy Rizzo

Times of our Lives by Jane Waterton

#lesbian books #lesfic #lgbt books #lesbian fiction #jae author #book rec #Ylva Publishing #ylva blog

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Review Of A Suitable Boy: Mira Nair And Book Fans Ultimately Receive Their Favorite An overview, although massively condensed, of a newly Independent India. (adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({}); Mira Nair has been attempting to make a real to life adjustment of "A Suitable Boy" — Vikram Seth's transitioning perfect work of art set in a recently free mid-fifties India — since the time its distribution in 1993. However, for a very long time, she couldn't get her hands on the rights to the book. Rather, Nair wound up conveying a "microcosmic reaction" to A Suitable Boy with her 2001 Golden Lion-winning film Monsoon Wedding. No big surprise then that her adjustment of A Suitable Boy — a six-section miniseries coordinated completely by Nair that premières on BBC One in the UK, before hitting Netflix in India and the remainder of the world — might feel like Monsoon Wedding to a few. In spite of the fact that by the idea of its source material — it's probably the longest novel ever — A Suitable Boy is much more. (adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({}); A Suitable Boy follows two defiant youthful grown-ups — Lata Mehra (Tanya Maniktala, from Flames) and Maan Kapoor (Ishaan Khatter, from Dhadak) — as they battle to find themselves and settle on decisions in a general public that anticipates that them should not raise a ruckus. Simultaneously, it includes in excess of a hundred characters, many having a place with one of four more distant families: the Mehras, Kapoors, Chatterji's, and Khans. You may naturally battle to stay aware of who's identified with whom. All the more so on the grounds that essayist Andrew Davies (BBC's War and Peace) has been entrusted with consolidating about 1,500 pages into six hours — an unimaginable accomplishment — which implies A Suitable Boy tosses a great deal at you from the beginning, even as it must forget about a ton. (adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({}); What's more, that is not all. Like its composed partner, A Suitable Boy is politically disapproved too, addressing Hindu patriotism in a couple of habits. Inside the principal scene itself, a compelling Islamophobic zamindar reserves the development of a sanctuary close to a mosque, a police power slaughters Muslim protestors at the command of the political world-class, and a Muslim-loathing government official calls for India to be a Hindu country with an eye on the primary majority rule national political race. Nair does well to attract equals to the catastrophes unfurling in India 70 years after the fact, which shows how little the needle has moved in specific respects, and been pushed back sometimes. All the more critically, for Nair, it's about how the political influences the individual, with the Hindu–Muslim pressures changing the characters' lives. It's not all overwhelming. Nair figures out how to impart some funniness into the procedures through her course, with some assistance from Seth's lines and foundation score from Alex Heffes (rejoining with Nair after Queen of Katwe) with Anoushka Shankar (making her arrangement debut as an author). A Suitable Boy downplays aunts and their snarky suppositions that contain a trace of desire. It conveys a touch of physical satire to address how classism capacities inside a family unit. It goes after the man-centric society, with one character calling spouses "totally superfluous". Furthermore, it shows how Indian moms can be somewhat of a messed up record, with their children ready to for all intents and purposes anticipate what they're going to state. (adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({}); A Suitable Boy opens with the wedding of Lata and Maan's senior kin, Savita (Rasika Dugal, from Mirzapur) and Pran Kapoor (Gagan Dev Riar, from Sonchiriya). The young ladies' mom Rupa Mehra (Mahira Kakkar, from Hank and Asha) is inflexible that Lata will before long emulate Savita's example and that she intends to locate "a reasonable kid" for her as quickly as time permits. Lata messes with her mom that she may never need to wed, however with her school companions, it's uncovered that there's a whole other world to it. "I feel as though I'm going in reverse," Lata says at a certain point. "Last term, I was living in the college corridor. What's more, everything felt the present day, and free, and we were twentieth-century young ladies. Presently I'm living with my sister, her better half, and my mom as well." (adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({}); Rupa has lived with her youngsters since the time the dad's passing eight years back, transporting among Brahmpur and Calcutta. Brahmpur — an anecdotal city among Varanasi and Patna on the banks of the Ganga stream — is the place A Suitable Boy starts. Calcutta is the place Rupa's England-taught oldest Arun (Vivek Gomber, from Court) and his beguiling spouse Meenakshi Mehra (Shahana Goswami, from Tu Hai Mera Sunday) live. A Suitable Boy carries among Brahmpur and Calcutta in the early going, however, later scenes will acquire more regions. Meenakshi is effectively one of the most brilliant characters, and Goswami has a great deal of fun with her. Through Meenakshi and her high-class Calcutta circle, Nair injects a Western energy to A Suitable Boy, with move bars and tango parties. (adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({}); Truth be told, A Suitable Boy is generally set in the higher classes of society. The Mehras are "poor" in that they can't bear to visit slope stations each late spring. The Kapoors are greatly improved off under the dynamic state income serve Mahesh (Ram Kapoor, from Karrle Tu Bhi Mohabbat). His most youthful wild Maan spends his powerful recompense on the concubine Saeeda Bai (Tabu, from Andhadhun), whom he succumbs to at a ghazal presentation one night. Maan additionally shares homoerotic scenes with the polo-playing Firoz Ali Khan (Shubham Saraf, from Bodyguard), yet we can't state if the arrangement will be more express than the book in portraying their relationship. The Khans — through the landowning patriarch Nawab Sahib (Aamir Bashir, from Sacred Games) — are a money related step over their old buddies, the Kapoors. Through it, A Suitable Boy additionally remarks on riches dissimilarity in post-segment India, a nation that is rising out of many years of the zamindari framework under British guidelines. Mahesh needs to annul it and the Nawab who stands to lose is additionally in favor, yet that doesn't agree with the Raja of Marh (Manoj Pahwa, from Article 15), who has profited off the insurances for his entire life and calls the bill "sunshine theft". All things considered, that cash is the means by which he's paying for the sanctuary that sits close to the mosque, or the deceptive routine visits to the prostitute. However, it's not simply the ones benefitting who are strengthening these inflexible structures in the realm of A Suitable Boy. Rupa isn't just against a Muslim husband to be for Lata, yet he should likewise be from their locale and position. (adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({}); Be that as it may, with India now a free nation, its enlivened youth are attempting to be bolder. The book spins three of Lata's admirers, two of whom are presented on A Suitable Boy in the initial scenes. There's the attractive cricket-playing Kabir Durrani (newcomer Danesh Razvi), acclaimed London-visiting writer, and Meenakshi's sibling Amit Chatterji (arrangement debutant Mikhail Sen), and one Haresh Khanna (Namit Das, from Aarya) whom we get a look of. Despite the fact that Lata knows how it'll be begotten, she does as she wants. It's not in every case completely convincing, however, it causes the heroes dynamic and to feel alive, as opposed to living by the shows on those occasions. Simultaneously, the minimization of A Suitable Boy lessens the effect you'd feel if the narratives were extended over a season, not two scenes. (adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({}); It's muddled why the producers chose to do as such — Nair portrayed the procedure as a "refining" and how she was "completely energized" by it — however that is by all account not the only bizarre decision. The same number had noted after the arrival of the trailer, the cast of A Suitable Boy has been burdened with an unnatural highlight. For what it's worth, it doesn't influence everybody on the show, however, it feels unusual now and again. All the more critically, it was avoidable given the cast is entirely from India. A Suitable Boy likewise has a propensity for explaining things, including those that non-Indians probably won't get on. It's conceivable every last bit of it has been done to make it progressively agreeable for British crowds. In any case, hello, in any event on account of the BBC, we currently have an adjustment of A Suitable Boy, satisfying a since quite a while ago held wish of Nair and book fans. (adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({}); A Suitable Boy is coming soon to Netflix. It premières July 26 on BBC One in the UK. Two scenes were reviewed for pundits, which venture ahead of schedule into "Section 7" of the book. For Regular & Fastest Tech News and Reviews, Follow TECHNOXMART on Twitter, Facebook, Instagram, Google News and Subscribe Here Now. By Subscribing You Will Get Our Daily Digest Headlines Every Morning Directly In Your Email Inbox. 【Join Our Whatsapp Group Here】

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princess-coochie · 4 years

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i’m kin with alex the lion from madagascar

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kweseplay-blog · 5 years

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Celebrate World Children's Day with KWESÉ PLAY

Our children are our future, it’s up to us to mould them into innovators, free thinkers, creators, people that love, are compassionate towards others and share.

KWESÉ PLAY is dedicated to this dream… and we can help make it happen! We want to celebrate our children by helping them learn, grow and play.

Here’s how...

Head on over to the Jungle Beats app where kids can learn about wild animals through fun songs and rhymes. Lions, leopards, wolves, foxes and even pandas – they’ll know them all. Plus, learn about all sorts of birds like hens and penguins. If you’re hungry for more, why not check out the All Living Things app? This one pretty much explains itself, your kids will learn about all living things… even the creepy ones.

The Baby Genius app allows your children to explore, learn and grow in the most exciting ways. Learn about the outdoors with friends through songs and rhymes, or soak up notes from the classical icon Mozart. Learn how to count, spell and recognise colours all through song and dance. Are they powering through all this content? No stress. The bright and bold Kids First app helps your toddlers learn about numbers, letters, colours and even animals with fun characters like Bob the Train.

Sing and dance with the Kin Toons app. Let your kiddies singalong to classic nursery rhymes like Twinkle Twinkle Little Star, Old MacDonald Had a Farm and Baa, Baa Black Sheep. Parents, you’ll remember these from your childhood so enjoy passing the memory on!

Roblox by Happykids.tv is something for the tweens. This app is modelled around the massive multiplayer online game, Roblox, where children can build and play their own games. The app features crazy videos of some of the best Roblox players doing their thing. Get chased by dragons, build your own Santa with Alex and Sketch or get tips and ideas for your own games. And, with new videos every day, they’ll never get bored.

For a little inspiration, sit your kids down with the TED app. TED is known for its incredibly motivational and awe-inspiring talks that have been shared all over the world. But, these specific “ideas worth spreading” are all about the next generation. Listen to Mara Mintzer talk about how children should be instrumental in the designing of cities. Or, hear Adora Svitak’s thoughts on what adults can learn from kids. The world truly is their oyster.

So, time is of the essence, they’re learning every second. Visit kweseplay.tv and purchase your device now!

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b-sidemusic · 6 years

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EAST ANGLIAN GIG LISTINGS: 9TH-23RD NOVEMBER 2017

Every Thursday, we bring the onions and you bring the meat. To submit your own news and listings, click here!

Thursday 9th Bury St Edmunds, Apex The Levellers £25 - 8pm - Tickets Bury St Edmunds, Constitutional Club The Catch £5 - 7.30pm - Event page Cambridge, Corn Exchange Joanne Shaw Taylor £22.75-£30.25 - 7.30pm - Tickets Cambridge, Junction J1 Spoon & Husky Loops £25 - 7pm - Tickets Cambridge, St Philips Church Martin Simpson £19.80 - 7.30pm - Tickets Norwich, Epic Studios Rews & Kingdom Keys £7.70 - 7.30pm - Tickets Norwich, Owl Sanctuary Project Mork, Bono!, The Bad Apples & Hyperfox Entry by donation - 7pm - Event page Norwich, Waterfront Cradle of Filth & Savage Messiah £20.35 - 7.30pm - Tickets Norwich, Waterfront Studio Wildwood Kin & William the Conqueror £12.10 - 7.30pm - Tickets Stowmarket, John Peel Centre Emerge £3 - 7.30pm - Tickets Friday 10th November Bury St Edmunds, Hunter Club Ben Holder Quartet £12 - 7.30pm - Tickets

Cambridge, Corn Exchange Collabro £42.15 - 7.30pm - Tickets

Cambridge, Junction Big Country £25 - 7pm - Tickets Colchester, Bull The Hit List Free entry - 9pm - Event page Colchester, Three Wise Monkeys LeVendore Rogue, The Knock-Offs, My Man Jeeves, Gavin Bowern & DJ Sam Leppard £5 - 8pm - Event page Ipswich, Steamboat Tavern Ady Johnson & Reb Capper Free entry - 7.30pm - Event page Norwich, Arts Centre Macka B and the Roots Reggae Band £14 - 8pm - Tickets Norwich, Epic Studios Mammal Hands £10 - 7.30pm - Tickets Norwich, Open Worry Dolls & Lisa Redford £10 - 7.30pm - Tickets Norwich, Owl Sanctuary The Black Sharks, Stromm & The Fools Moon £3 - 7pm - Event page Norwich, Waterfront Studio The Rezillos, Rampton Disco, Smart Alex & Hotwired £17.60 - 6.30pm - Tickets Saturday 11th November Bury St Edmunds, Apex Eddi Reader & Dan Whitehouse £23 - 7.30pm - Tickets Bury St Edmunds, Rehearsal Rooms Ryan Jordan, Zen Reggae Masters, Italian Books, Buttercup Insurgent & Anrufen £5 - 8pm - Event page Cambridge, Junction System 7 & Mirror System £18 - 8pm - Tickets Cambridge, Relevant Records The Batts, Eeyore, Idealistics & Jeneric Free entry - 7pm - Event page Cambridge, St John's College Fisher Building The Dissolute Society £8.80 - 9pm - Tickets Colchester, Bull Beautiful Dangerous Free entry - 9pm - Event page Colchester, Soundhouse Low Frequency Free entry - 9pm - Event page Colchester, Three Wise Monkeys Cosmic Puffindoors All-Dayer w/Deferred Success, Ghosts Of Men, Pet Needs, Les Carter, Rad Pitt, The Thinking Men & more £15 - 12pm - Tickets Norwich, Arts Centre JBXM, Kulk & Front Bangs PWYC - 1pm - Tickets Norwich, Epic Studios Elegy All-Dayer w/Beneath The Embers, Baithead, Collapse The Sky, Feral Sun, Scream Serenity, The High Points, Junkyard, Suburban Tide, Hollow Reign, Kaine & Nihilist £15 - 2pm - Tickets Norwich, Owl Sanctuary Diabetes Benefit Weekender w/The Restarts, Knock Off, Butcher Baby, Overload, Addictive Philosophy, The Minor Discomfort Band, Nelson County Steppers, Wreck-Age & Ambition Demolition £13.20 - 12pm - Tickets Norwich, Waterfront Big Country & Beautiful Mechanica £25.31 - 7pm - Tickets Norwich, Waterfront Studio A Foreigner's Journey & Uprising £13.20 - 6.30pm - Tickets Southend, Chinnerys John Otway £17 - 7pm - Tickets Sunday 12th November Cambridge, Corn Exchange Alison Moyet SOLD OUT - Info Cambridge, Junction Deaf Havana £18.50 - 7pm - Tickets Cambridge, Portland Arms Ryan Buxton, The Jam Club House Band & Dan Wilde £5 - 6.30pm - Tickets Ipswich, Smokehouse Caves and Clouds, Curtis Garrett & Jim Morehouse £4 - 8.30pm - Event page Ipswich, Steamboat Tavern The Gipping Valley Stompers Free entry - 2pm - Event page Norwich, Arts Centre Ghostpoet & Eera £17.50 - 8pm - Tickets Norwich, Owl Sanctuary Diabetes Benefit Weekender w/Infa-Riot, Braindance, Backdown or Die, Rotten Foxes, The Blue Carpet Band, Abandon Cause, Skurvi, Feral State & J'aime Rachelle £13.20 - 12pm - Tickets Monday 13th November Cambridge, Murray Edwards College Jazz Philosophy ft. James Tartaglia £5.50 - 7.30pm - Tickets Cambridge, Portland Arms Weaves, Dama Scout & Grieving £9.90 - 7pm - Tickets Colchester, Arts Centre Gigspanner £13 - 7.45pm - Tickets Norwich, Arts Centre Emily Barker & Pete Roe £14 - 8pm - Tickets Tuesday 14th November Cambridge, Corn Exchange Gareth Malone £37.75 - 7.30pm - Tickets Cambridge, Portland Arms Jared and the Mill £6.60 - 7pm - Tickets Cambridge, Trinity College Chapel Venetian Coronation £36 - 8pm - Tickets Colchester, Arts Centre Dälek & Palindromes £10 - 7.30pm - Tickets Norwich, Arts Centre Catfish Keith £14 - 8pm - Tickets Norwich, LCR Nothing But Thieves, July Talk & Darlia SOLD OUT - Info Norwich, Waterfront Studio Von Hertzen Brothers & Walkway £16.50 - 7.30pm - Tickets Wednesday 15th November Cambridge, Corn Exchange The Ukulele Orchestra of Great Britain £29.75 - 7.30pm - Tickets Cambridge, Emmanuel United Reformed Church Channel Crossings £28.13 - 7.30pm - Tickets Cambridge, Junction Afro Celt Sound System £27.50 - 7pm - Tickets Cambridge, Unitarian Church Black Top with Cleveland Watkiss & Tiago Coimbra £8.80 - 7.30pm - Tickets Cambridge, West Road Concert Hall The Endellion String Quartet £27 - 7.30pm - Tickets Norwich, Epic Studios Newton Faulkner £22 - 7pm - Tickets Norwich, LCR The Cadillac Three & Brothers Osborne £20.35 - 7.30pm - Tickets Norwich, Waterfront Studio As Lions, Greyhaven & Lightscape £8.80 - 7.30pm - Tickets Southend, Chinnerys Mawkin £11 - 7.30pm - Tickets Thursday 16th November Cambridge, CMJ Hidden Rooms Soft Machine SOLD OUT - Info Cambridge, Junction Newton Faulkner £24.50 - 7pm - Tickets Cambridge, Portland Arms Yonaka, Black Cortinas & Eeyore £6.60 - 7pm - Tickets Cambridge, St John's College Divinity School Annelien Van Wauwe, Eivind Holtsmark Ringstad & Pavel Kolesnikov £16.88 - 6pm - Tickets Cambridge, West Road Concert Hall Academy of St Martin in the Fields & Joshua Bell £47.50 - 8pm - Tickets Colchester, Arts Centre Afro Celt Sound System & The Dhol Foundation £25 - 7.30pm - Tickets Ipswich, Swan Blues Jam Free entry - 9pm - Event page Norwich, LCR Status Quo (Aquostic), Fraser Churchill & Richard Malone £49.50 - 7.30pm - Tickets Stowmarket, John Peel Centre Mighty Sands, Animal Noise, Warm Winters & Sun Scream £8 - 7.30pm - Tickets Friday 17th November Cambridge, Blue Moon Goldblume, Pale Girls, War Waves & Dythsu? £5 - 7.30pm - Tickets Cambridge, Junction J1The Fiver: Hollowstar, False Hearts, The Hot One Two, Maverick, Level Up £6 - 6.45pm - Tickets Colchester, Arts Centre The Temperance Movement & Naked Six SOLD OUT - Info Colchester, Bull Punch It Chewie Free entry - 9pm - Event page Colchester, Three Wise Monkeys The Widdershins & The Gavin Bowern Band Free Entry - 9pm - Event page Colchester, Three Wise Monkeys Top Floor Off The Wall, Stealing Signs & Oceans £3 - 9pm - Event page Ipswich, Steamboat Tavern Open Mic Free entry - 8.30pm - Event page Ipswich, Swan Elephant Tree, Old Man Lizard & Sky:Lark! Free Entry - 8pm - Event page Norwich, Arts Centre The Icicle Works £20 - 8pm - Tickets

Norwich, LCR Wolf Alice, Sunflower Bean & Superfood SOLD OUT - Info

Norwich, Open Lightscape, Maven, Bury The Light & Fingers Crossed £5 - 7pm - Tickets Norwich, Owl Sanctuary The Renadeans Free entry - 7pm - Event page Norwich, Waterfront The Tubes £27.50 - 6.30pm - Tickets Norwich, Waterfront Studio Young States, Blood Like Honey & Burn The Headlines £5.50 - 7pm - Tickets Southend, Chinnerys Kiev £12 - 7.30pm - Tickets Stowmarket, John Peel Centre Son of Dave, Clare Free & Paolo Morena £14 - 7.30pm - Tickets Saturday 18th November Bury St Edmunds, Apex Suffolk Sinfonia Autumn Concert £12 - 7.30pm - Tickets Bury St Edmunds, Hunter Club Women's Refuge fundraiser w/Janet Street Slaughter, Goldblume, Sam Eagle and the Lemon Lizards, Lemondaze, All We Know & In-between Normalities £5 - 6pm - Events page Bury St Edmunds, Risbygate Club Georgina Jackson & Chris Ingham Trio £12 - 7pm - Tickets Cambridge, Blue Moon Indiepop Alldayer w/Peaness, Personal Best, Dream Nails, Emma Kupa, Baby Arms, Chrissy Barnacle, Schande, Faith Taylor & Rainbow Reservoir SOLD OUT - Event page Cambridge, Junction J1 Black Star Riders, Blue Pills, Tax the Heat & Dirty Thrills £30.50 - 6.45pm - Tickets Colchester, Arts Centre Snapped Ankles, Ghosts of Men & The Valhallans £6 - 7.30pm - Tickets Colchester, Bull The Collectors Free entry - 9pm - Event page Ipswich, Swan Krief & Hunt For Titans Free Entry - 9pm - Event page Norwich, LCR Airbourne, Phil Campbell and the Bastard Sons & The Wild £23.10 - 6.30pm - Tickets Norwich, Owl Sanctuary Son Of Dave, Ben C Winn & Olinski £8 - 7pm - Tickets Norwich, Waterfront Studio Roachford & Chris Pidgeon SOLD OUT - Info Stowmarket, John Peel Centre Reg Meuross & John Ward Trio £12 - 7.30pm - Tickets Sunday 19th November Burston, Crown Aartwork Free entry - 5.30pm - Event page Cambridge, Blue Moon White Clouds Free Entry - 6pm - Event page Cambridge, Portland Arms Phoenix Calling £6 - 8pm - Tickets Colchester, Arts Centre Tommy Smith and Brian Kellock £15 - 7pm - Tickets Ipswich, La Tour Cycle Cafe Bessie Turner, Nathaniel Robin Mann & Mick Squalor £3.50 - 2pm - Event page Monday 20th November Bury St Edmunds, Apex Omar Sosa and Seckou Keita £18.50 - 7.30pm - Tickets Cambridge, Portland Arms Model Aeroplanes £7.70 - 7pm - Tickets Colchester, Arts Centre Megson & Kelly Oliver £13 - 7.45pm - Tickets Norwich, Arts Centre Caravan & Guranfoe £18 - 8pm - Tickets Norwich, LCR Scouting For Girls SOLD OUT - Info Norwich, Open Roderick Williams and Ian Burnside £29 - 7pm - Tickets Tuesday 21st November Cambridge, Blue Moon Folk Session Free entry - 8pm - Event page Cambridge, Corn Exchange Scouting For Girls SOLD OUT - Info Cambridge, Portland Arms Euros Childs £11 - 8pm - Tickets Cambridge, Waterman David Thomas Broughton & C Joynes £6 - 8pm - Tickets Norwich, Arts Centre Blick Bassy & Brooke Sharkey £12 - 8pm - Tickets Wednesday 22nd November Ipswich, Smokehouse Tenements, Synthetic, Trapfield Tribe & Katie Rose £10 - 8pm - Tickets Norwich, Epic Studios The Stylistics £38.50 - 7pm - Tickets Norwich, Owl Sanctuary Wonk Unit, Aerial Salad & Project Mork £7 - 7pm - Tickets Norwich, Waterfront Studio John Smith & Will Stratton £16.50 - 7.30pm - Tickets Thursday 23rd November Cambridge, Junction J2 Lucy Rose £17 - 7pm - Tickets Stowmarket, John Peel Centre The Whole Shebang Open Mic Free Entry - 7.30pm - Event page Norwich, Epic Studios Ian Prowse & Matt Watson £8 - 7.30pm - Tickets Norwich, LCR Happy Mondays £32.45 - 7.30pm - Tickets Norwich, Owl Sanctuary Mammoth Penguins & Mega Emotion Free entry - 7pm - Tickets Norwich, Waterfront Jaws £10 - 7.30pm - Tickets Stowmarket, John Peel Centre The Whole Shebang Open Mic Free Entry - 7.30pm - Event page

Photo: Wolf Alice (playing Norwich LCR, 17th November) by Andy DeLuca Listings Editor: Kate Quigley

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