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.

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

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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

I'm working on the next part of My Little Girl and like do we need Popey to grovel? to beg? or do we want a big reconciliation? what do the people want?!

been MIA cos it was my birthday and work has been crazyyyy...I have TEN posts in drafts...I need to lock in

i'm working on honeybee pt2 I promise...but I have a drabble idea for neighbour reader who might leave her curtains open...and might have a neighbour who likes to watch

and I can't decide if I want to write it for pope or abbot

thinking thoughts about this picture...

Thinking about how the Cody boys notice the new girl at one of their parties. and they all try their charms on you.

Baz is first, offering to get you a drink. You shake your head. Not interested. You're not stupid, know he has a girlfriend. You have no interest in being the other woman.

Craig tries to impress you by jumping off the roof and into the pool. You frown as his entrance causes the pool water to splash onto your new bikini. You just roll you eyes and smooth your hair down.

Even J tries. He's way too young for you. Still got his baby face.

The boys are confused. This has never happened before. All of them getting turned down. How the fuck did this pretty little thing even know to come to the party if you're not trying to hook up with one of them.

They watch from the kitchen as you finally stand up from the sun lounger. Watch the soft bounce of your breasts against your bikini as you walk into the house. You suck in your lower lip before your whole face lights up. You all but run into the den where the eldest Cody boy is sitting nursing a whiskey.

Pope's arm is stretched across the back of the couch. You curl your whole body into him, pulling your feet under you as you cuddle into him. You stretch up to kiss him before resting your head on his chest. His hand moves then to wrap around you, slowly dragging his fingers up and down your arm.

The brother who Baz had snarled that no one would have a kid with. The brother they all thought was just a bit off-kilter. The brother they all thought would never get a woman to dote on him.

Well here he sits with the girl they all want draped around him.

Baby Steps

frank langdon x fem!reader

summary: you and Frank Langdon have been friends since Med School...you've known Tanner and Penny their whole lives, as an auntie not as their, well, stepmom. spending the weekend with them is scary can be read as a standalone or as a continuation of part 1 and part 2

content/warnings: FLUFF drug use mentions, cheating mentions, pregnancy mentions, divorce mentions, no use of y/n

wc: 1k

notes: just a short one for the day that's in it!

You had been best friends with Frank since med school, so when the lease on your apartment came to an end, he was quick to ask you to move in. Sure it was soon in the terms of your romantic relationship. But you knew each other so intimately it was such a logical step.

The only problem was the kids.

You had met Tanner and Penny before...when you were just their Daddy's friend. But now Frank and Abby were in the process of divorcing. You and him were, well, more than friends. And you were nervous to hang out with his kids under these circumstances. You tried not to be around when Abby dropped them off at Frank's new place. You didn't think it was appropriate...

But Daddy, I Love Him

summary: inspired by @a-loveunlaced comment about Robby finding out about Jack and his daughter sneaking around from this piece

content/warnings: mentions of suicidal ideation, inappropriate relationship, unspecified age gap, dad's best friend

wc: 500

notes: just a silly short one...please give me ideas here.

Robby didn't tell anyone that he decided to cut his trip short. Everyone was right. He really couldn't last all alone out there. He needed his home comforts. And while things had gotten dark for him, he knew that he couldn't leave his daughter alone. So he came home.

He pulls his bike into his driveway, not paying much attention to the truck parked outside. He's tired, ready to order his favourite takeout and have a proper shower. So when he opens the doorway to his home and hears noises that no father should have to hear their daughter make, he cringes.

Okay maybe he should have called. He makes more noise than he usually would and takes his time turning the corner into the kitchen. He's expecting to see his daughter and some boy from the coffee shop or the gym or the library. Anywhere really. Not his daughter and his best friend standing there red-handed.

His brain slowly starts to remember what he saw outside. Jack Abbot's obnoxiously big truck. His brain didn't even register it as being out of place because Jack visited him so often.

"Welcome home, brother!" Jack attempts with a weak smile as you sneak into the shadows.

"Brother?" Robby chokes out. "She's...she's a kid! She's my kid!"

He calls your name, making you return from where you were trying to run away to.

"How long has this been going on?" Robby asks you.

"Dad," you begin, your face bright red. "I'm a grown woman, I really don't need to discuss this with you."

Robby stares at you, before rubbing the back of his head.

"Yes you do!" he all but yells.

Jack puts his hands up stepping in between you and Robby, "The first time was after that barbecue a few weeks before you left. And it just spiralled from there. Look, I'm not a bad guy. You know that, Robby. I would never take advantage of any woman. Especially not her..."

You close your eyes, pressing the heels of the palm of your hand against them. You really can't do this!

Robby just shakes his head.

"I need to take a walk," he snaps. "Actually no...no. You do. Get out of my house. I don't want to see you around her again! Do you understand?"

Jack looks visibly wounded. Robby is his best friend, and he never planned on hurting him. But he never wants to hurt you either.

"Okay, brother. Okay. Take your time. Cool off," Jack says gently, grabbing his things and taking off.

You look at your dad, whose face has gotten redder, his eyes wide with anger.

"I'm not a child," you remind him.

Robby looks at you, "Yea, but you're my child."

You bite your lip and shake your head.

"You know that Jack is a good man. He's your best friend for a reason. He would never hurt me. He's not that type of person. No one took advantage of me...I just wish...I wish you hadn't found out this way," you whisper.

Robby just threw his hands up.

"I can't have this conversation right now, kid. But Jack should know fuckin' better. And you should too."

a/n: thanks for reading! I hope you enjoyed! kinda wanna stay writing dbf!Abbot for a minute...

taglist: @sweetashhh @orangecheescakeleftover @elenamoncadaibarra

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Guilty As Sin

summary: you move in with your dad during college and your crush on his best friend, Jack Abbot only grows and grows. you have no idea after you've come back from travelling that he feels very much the same...

content/warnings: inappropriate relationship, unspecified age gap, dirty talk, dad's best friend, daddy kink, use of the pet name "uncle jack", fingering, oral (f receiving), unprotected sex, kinda pervert jack NSFW + MDNI! 18+ ONLY!

wc: 3k

notes: I've been wanting to write this for so long & I think I might write some blurby/shorts in future about this...cos I'm kinda obsessed with pervy Jack...please give me ideas here.

Jack Abbot would like it to be known he wasn't a creep. Wasn't some typa pervert. And he wasn't a dirty old man. So why did Robby's daughter being around always make him feel that way?

In Jack's defence, you didn't grow up around Robby. His friend had gotten his college sweetheart pregnant and they did give it a good go of it back then. But Michael Robinavitch had a one-track mind and he was going to medical school. Young love was no match for the realities of the real world.

Mark Your Territory

summary: part two of this (based on this request from @biggityboppingboob) Frank Langdon realises his mistake of letting you go...but you've moved on with Jack Abbot. He's too late...or is he?

content/warnings: porn without plot, inaccurate medical details, inappropriate relationship, unspecified age gap, dirty talk, messy, messy relationships, fingering, oral (f and m receiving) unprotected sex, threesome, eiffel tower, jack is messy, frank is an idiot no use of y/n NSFW + MDNI! 18+ ONLY!

wc: 2k

notes: a silly fun time, porn without plot. I can't figure out how to make this a relationship so just be happy with fwb!

Frank Langdon is an idiot. A fucking idiot, some might say. Some being Frank Langdon himself. He's not sure what was worse, sleeping with his best friend, getting back with Abby or getting back with Abby the day after sleeping with his best friend.

No, the worst part of all of it is that you're even attainable anymore because you're suddenly all over Jack fuckin' Abbot.

Have You Ever Tried This One?

summary: based on this request from @biggityboppingboob, i just found out i got into my top psych doctoral program to be a clinical psychologist and id love a fic of jack abbott or frank langdon? (as freaky and nasty as you want) i’m so open to whatever way you want to take it, but id love for the character to be a psychologist that makes an appearance in the ED for whatever reason. (it feels like a reward😛😭) thank you!!!!

content/warnings: inaccurate medical details, inappropriate relationship, unspecified age gap, dirty talk, messy, messy relationships, fingering, oral (f receiving) unprotected sex, drinking, multiple partners but not at the same time, jack is messy, frank is an idiot no use of y/n NSFW + MDNI! 18+ ONLY!

wc: 4k

notes: sorry this was supposed to be written 2 weeks ago but life comes at you but I hope it does it justice it's super late now so I need to sleep. not proof read I apologise

You have a crush on Frank Langdon. You're not the only person in Pittsburgh Trauma Medical Centre to feel this way. He is really handsome. Probably one of the most handsome doctors in the whole hospital.

The only problem is you've been well and truly friendzoned. You never saw it as a problem...until you were watching the Penguins game in his cramped bachelor pad and you realised how blue is eyes were.

Fuck...

Be My Mistake

summary: part three to don't call me kid and don't call me baby - celebrating passing your intern year gets interesting as you try to avoid Jack Abbot

content/warnings: inaccurate medical details, inappropriate relationship, unspecified age gap, dirty talk, jack talks you through it, oral sex (m & f receiving), unprotected sex, drinking, no use of y/n NSFW + MDNI! 18+ ONLY!

wc: 4k

notes: I told you part three was going to be quicker, I literally sat down to just write out a draft and got carried away. & it's super late now so I need to sleep. not proof read I apologise

You make it your business to avoid Dr Jack Abbot. It's not hard, you had been doing it before...well, before. Since the night in the hotel room where he told you this had all been a mistake, you avoided him like the plague. You were glad that you could choose your shifts, well, as much as possible. You managed to avoid night shifts. Something that had definitely caught the attention of your roommates, Trinity Santos and Dennis Whitaker.

One night at your favourite karaoke bar, after you screamed through a break-up song, Santos brings it up.

Don't Call Me Baby

summary: part two to this - you try to put a label on your relationship with jack abbot & things don't go the way either of you want

content/warnings: inappropriate relationship, unspecified age gap, minimal smut, angst, discussion of death, discussion of pregnancy loss, body image issues, miscommunication(?)

wc: 2.5k

notes: this is short and more of a bridge to the final part that I have been working on. I just thought it would work better to be separated into three parts, but I will work on part three quicker, I promise

You cry out as your clit bumps against the rough fabric of Jack Abbot's tac pants. This is how life has been for the last few months. Desperate moments with your night shift Attending. Begging him to allow you to cum. Him pressed deep inside you, whispering filthy words into your ear. Never at your apartment. Never at his home.

Don't Call Me Kid

summary: jack abbot has never been an unprofessional teacher to his med students or his residents, until his new intern starts on night shifts...

content/warnings: inaccurate medical details, inappropriate relationship, unspecified age gap, dirty talk, jack talks you through it, oral sex (f receiving), unprotected sex, no use of y/n NSFW + MDNI! 18+ ONLY!

wc: 5k

notes: my first time writing jack so be gentle

Jack Abbot had been an attending for almost two decades. He's taught dozens of student doctors and residents during that time. He's never had a problem keeping everything professional. He constantly ribbed Robby for his relationship with Heather Collins when she was an intern. In his defence, he wasn't the Chief of Emergency Medicine back then. Just a regular old Attending. And there wasn't really a huge age gap between the two of them. Well, it certainly wasn't inappropriate.