she/her! 18+ only!

this is a sideblog (follows & likes come from @littlehellflame )

currently writing for frank langdon, jack abbot, pope cody, titus danforth & john carter

requests/asks open

FRANK LANGDON

☆ sugar talking [pt i] ☆ relapsing into you [pt ii] ☆ baby steps [pt iii] ☆ teacher's pet

JACK ABBOT

ꨄ︎ don't call me kid [pt i] ꨄ︎ don't call me baby [pt ii] ꨄ︎ be my mistake [pt iii] ꨄ︎ guilty as sin [pt i] ꨄ︎ but daddy I love him [pt ii] ꨄ︎ slow hands [pt iii] ꨄ︎ wake up call

FRANK LANGDON AND JACK ABBOT

✮⋆˙ have you ever tried this one? [pt i] ✮⋆˙ mark your territory [pt ii]

TITUS DANFORTH

⛧ imagines ⛧he's my man ⛧lamb to the slaughter ⛧kingmaker

POPE CODY

⌖ my little girl [pt i] ⌖ you're the moon [pt ii] ⌖ i wish i hated you [pt iii] ⌖ sunrise yoga ⌖ party drabble ⌖ honeybee [pt i] ⌖ baby boy [pt ii] ⌖ even anxious pups need the moon ⌖ window shopping [pt i] ⌖ people's windows [pt ii]

JOHN CARTER

࣪ ִֶָ☾. imagines ࣪ ִֶָ☾. when did you get hot?

OLD MASTERLIST

✧˖° MCU

guys I kinda just wanna make those wrong number edits...on here...for characters I don't write for cos unfortunately accidentally sending Dr Baran Al-Hashimi a spicy pic has been swirling in my brain all dayyyy

oh! well, look it's not an original trope. & there's a current tiktok trend in the mcu fandom about texting/accidentally texting someone...so look I won't be too upset

but thank you anon x

Wrong Number

dbf!jack abbot x fem!reader

just a lil blurb with dbf!jack abbot where you accidentally send him a spicy picture NSFW + MDNI! 18+ ONLY!

You should break up with your boyfriend. You are very aware of this. He really, really, really pisses you off. It was fine in college, but now you're graduated; his frat boy antics won't cut it. You're trying to put in a good impression at work, meanwhile, he is out partying almost every night.

You're working as a nurse in PTMC. Your dad's best friend has managed to put in a good word for you. Jack Abbot has always had your back. But your stupid fucking boyfriend, Josh, keeps blowing up your phone during work hours, he even shows up at your work unannounced. You have to explain to him that you can't just take off in the middle of a shift.

You're glad you're not working in the Emergency Department because you know Jack would have some choice words about your beau.

"Will you make sure to send the pictures of the barbecue pit to Jack?" your dad asks as soon as you're in the door from work.

"Huh?" you ask as you throw your bag at the door.

"Remember, he's coming over this weekend to help me fix the backyard?" he says.

Since your mum died, your dad had been on a mission to completely overhaul your house. Jack Abbot, who was also a widower, had been a great source of comfort to him. They'd grown closer over the last few years and Jack was almost always over at yours. Or your dad was at his.

And while your boyfriend was always pressuring you to move in with him, you weren't ready to leave your dad on his own. He still needed the company.

"You wanna watch a movie?" you suggest as you shuffle around the kitchen.

"You should get some rest kid, your eyes are falling out of your head," your dad responds.

You look at your phone as you start getting ready for a shower.

You scroll through your notifications until you get to your text messages.

Josh❤: can u send pics ???

You roll your eyes and see the text under it

Jack Abbot: Hey sweetheart, your dad said you'd send pictures of the BBQ? When you have a second, can you send them to me, just so I know what tools to bring this weekend? Thanks, Jack.

You sigh take a picture of yourself in the mirror before you slip into the shower and send it quickly before firing off the picture of the barbecue and the back garden.

Jack Abbot has a few days off and he's agreed to help his friend work on his garden. Keeps them both busy. It's good for grief. Jack has worked through his grief, it's been a long time since his wife died. And while it still hurts, he is ready to move on.

And he knows very well he shouldn't be looking at his best friend's daughter the way he does. He loves spending time with you. Loves making you laugh. Loves how happy you got when he offered to put in a good word with the hospital to get you a position in PTMC.

He's glad the opening was in Orthopaedics and not in the ED. He's not sure if he could handle working with you day in and day out.

But he's old enough to be your father so he doesn't make a move. He's not sure he even knows how to make a move anymore. It's been so long.

He's trying to watch a nature documentary when he hears his phone go off. You've responded to his text with a picture. He stands up, ready to go out to his garage to grab the tools he needs to help. But when he opens the message he realises it's not a picture of the back garden.

No it's a picture of you, completely naked in your bathroom mirror.

Jack Abbot knows he should delete it. But he can't bring himself to. He can feel his cock stir in his sweatpants. He needs to calm himself down. He shouldn't.

You've finished your shower, moisturising your body as you sit on your bed. You hear your phone buzz and look down.

Josh❤: haha very funny

Josh❤: can you send actual pics not of your garden

Josh❤: is this like some euphemism?

Josh❤: come onnnnnnnnnnn...nudes plz?

You look at your phone, scrolling up and realising what pictures you sent to your boyfriend.

You scramble to swap to the text thread with Jack.

Jack Abbot: I don't think that message was meant for me.

Jack Abbot: But I really wish it was, sweetheart.

Kingmaker

young!titus danforth x fem!reader

summary: you and titus grew up together, he's never been more than your best friend's annoying brother...but all that changes one night

content/warnings: dirty talk, unprotected sex, pet names, death, murder, human sacrifice, no age gap, mean titus, no use of y/n NSFW + MDNI! 18+ ONLY!

wc: 2.5k

notes: I love age gaps but I've been thinking of cocky, baby Titus for a minute. I also have a med school Jack Abbot piece I'm drafting, so idk what this says about me rn...this is short and hasn't been proofed

You have known Titus Danforth your entire life. Not by choice, of course. Your family was a part of The Council, just like the Danforths. So you spent most of your childhood ushered into rooms as rituals happened unbeknownst to you or the Danforth twins.

You and Ursula immediately became best friends as toddlers. But Titus...well...Titus was huffy. He didn't like sharing his toys or his sister. And you didn't want to play with boys away.

You spent every winter and summer break at the Danforth Lodge. It was the perfect place for kids to play, explore and flex their imagination.

Titus was just an annoyance for most of your life. Tailing around sulking after you and Ursula. But it was helpful to have a boy sometimes. Especially when you needed someone to play the baby when you were playing families. He was also a great bodyguard at teenage parties.

I can't stop thinking about young titus. I love the idea of him being a cocky, little shit and trying to peacock for you...ugh plz send me all the young titus fics plz

Wake Up Call

jack abbot x pervy!fem!reader

just a lil voyeurism blurb with a pervy reader watching her sexy, older neighbour NSFW + MDNI! 18+ ONLY!

You first meet Jack Abbot when you're lugging your boxes into your new place. He's your neighbour and he sees you struggling to move your stuff inside. He helps you and makes it look easy. You can't believe how turned on you are just watching the way his veins bulge in his thick arms as he lifts the boxes into your new place. Your eyes focus on the muscles rippling under his tanned and freckled skin. Jesus, control yourself!

You don't really see, your friendly neighbour, Jack Abbot after that. Sometimes he'll wave over at you when he's on his way home from work in the mornings as you set out for your day.

But one morning, you're struggling to sleep. The sun is barely up and you've been tossing and turning for hours. You're glad you don't have work today. But when you pull back your curtains, your breath catches in your throat. Your bedroom window looks right into Jack's garden. In the few weeks you've been here, you've never seen anyone out in the backyard.

You know he's a night shift doctor in one of the local hospitals. So you're not surprised that he's not spending hours in the garden. He's a busy man.

But as the sun peeks over the horizon you can see Jack Abbot out in his garden, going through a yoga flow. You didn't expect him to enjoy yoga. He's an older guy; he didn't fit the profile of a yogi! But what made it even more shocking was the fact that he was completely naked. You know you should pull the curtains back and walk away. Unfortunately, you are glued to the spot.

You watch as he spends the next hour, moving from one position to the next effortlessly. You watch as the sun begins to bounce off his skin which is covered almost head to toe with freckles. And you understand why. You watch as the muscles bulge and ripple with each movement. And your mouth goes dry as your eyes drift to his cock. It's thick and heavy and you can imagine taking it in your mouth.

You desperately want to take him in your mouth. You desperately want to take him inside you, have him fill you, inch by fucking inch.

You can feel how wet you're getting by just watching him. Your nipples are peaked against your pyjama top. And you can't help but bring yourself back to your bed. You're so turned on, you drag your fingers over your clit, using your other hand to palm at your tits.

You cum in record time, panting out your neighbour's name.

You definitely shouldn't but you make it a habit. You check if Jack's truck is still in the driveway in the evenings and then you set your alarm so you can watch his yoga routine. You spread yourself on your bed, making yourself cum to the thought of him.

The days when he's working, you feel empty. You don't get your little morning treat, and you don't know what to do with yourself.

You really should start dating. But the idea of someone getting in the way of your morning routines with Jack (even if he doesn't know) makes your stomach sink. You only want him.

One afternoon you bump into Jack, ironically, on your way back from a yoga class. You're dressed in your matching co-ord with your yoga mat slung over your shoulder. You notice how Jack's eyes drag over every inch of your body. He's trying to be subtle, you can tell.

"How was your workout?" he asks pleasantly as he cuts the lawn mower engine from where he's working on his front garden.

"Good, thanks, Dr Abbot," you tell him, sugary sweet. "It's a really good way to de-stress."

He nods, "Yea, I took it up a few years ago. More for my mental health than for the workout aspect."

You pretend to be surprised that he likes yoga, "Oh well, maybe I could join you sometime."

The smirk that quirks on Jack's lips doesn't go by you.

He nods as he says, "Yea, I'd like that. We could help each other de-stress."

a/n: thanks for reading! I hope you enjoyed! any and all feedback appreciated. requests open

taglist: @sweetashhh @orangecheescakeleftover @elenamoncadaibarra @joelmillrenthusiast @abbotaes @onlyforyuto @meetmeatyourworst @czarina55 @user153639937

I love pervy Pope watching his neighbour...but what about pervy!reader watching Jack Abbot & his sunrise yoga...

frank langdon looking at me draft another pope cody fic and ignore him even though he's the character that inspired me to start writing fics again

sorry diva x

I Wish I Hated You

andrew "pope" cody x fem!reader

summary: My Little Girl part 3 (find part one here and part two here) Pope Cody has lost is mind since the woman he loved left him, little does he know she's starting a brand new life just an hour away. but can you forgive him when he finds you?

content/warnings: pregnant reader, angst, pope gets a lil violent with reader, mean reader

wc: 5k

notes: I hope you all like this...I have plans for maybe a fourth (and fifth) part! I'm going away for a week though so I hope this can give ye all some closure until I get back and have time to write some more fun with these two

Pope Cody is in a state none of his brothers have ever seen him in before. And they don't really understand why. He's more aggressive than usual. He's definitely not sleeping, not that that has changed. But he's wandering about the house at night. He's being reckless. Reckless is not a word one would associate with Andrew 'Pope' Cody.

The police even pick him up one afternoon, walking with just a pair of jeans on, muttering to himself.

Deran is worried. And Deran doesn't like to worry. That's not his job...not as the youngest of five! There were enough people who could worry.

But Baz was gone AWOL and Craig was useless in a crisis...or in anything really. So Deran sat down beside Pope as his eldest brother stared at the wall in his bedroom.

we love pathetic Popey in the world I'm living in...I think I know how I'm going to do it...but we'll need a few more parts

How this became a whole multi-chapter fic I don't know!

love youuuuuuu non-y

I wrote a fic a few weeks ago that got flagged & needed a content warning/mature label (I think cos of my own tags). I wanna repost with those tags censored and see if more people read it but that also feels so greedy. like I should just be happy with what I have but I'm frustrated that it's clearly being held back from reaching people