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↳ Where Do You Go When You Go Quiet (Jack Abbot x female!reader)
↳ You Remind Me Of My Father (WDYGWYGQ pt.2)
Updated May 31st 2026
https://www.tumblr.com/buckygasm/825440029779378176/when-i-was-13-years-old-i-wished-so-badly-that-he?source=share he had so much personality back then. A lot less arrogant than now
FAWWWWWWK
Dont remind me omfg. I was there for the Seth heel turn and everything was just soooo different. He was so humble, flirtatious in the best way, and seemed to be educated. Now hes just a fucking loser with veneers and a bad attitude. Omgggg i know when Cm Punk was hitting those punches at Wrestlemania is was cathartic as fuck
Remember when everyone (outside of SW fandom) got randomly obsessed with Adam Driver (specifically Kylo) around 2020, only 5 years after TFA had released... and now its been 11 years since TFA released and almost no one (outside the SW fandom) gaf about him again... omfg someone stop the passage of time NOW.
⊹ pairing: jack abbot x fem!reader ⊹ summary: you have a mean jealousy streak, and jack’s favorite hobby is to set it off. when he mentions an ex, he figures he’s in for a good morning. for the first time, he takes it too far. ⊹ warnings: [ wc: 15k ] angst – Lots of it im sorry but it gets resolved! hurt/comfort but it’s very obvious (i hope!) that they love each other. established relationship, age gap. insecurity spiral (age gap related), jack’s got a made-up ex named diane but she never appears on page, reader’s having a Sucky morning; she’s also a little spiral-y, very self-deprecating thoughts (jealousy, comparison, fear of not being enough in relationship), she isolates, cries in the shower, jack messes up and Immediately Knows and is making up for it, mutual fears, they are very healthy communicators eventually, jack and reader are really really obsessed with each other, jack grovels + Hey did you know this was going to be a short fic ⊹ notes: writing this felt like giving birth!!! spent hours and hours and hours on it bc i couldn’t stop writing them thank you SO much for this request! a LOT longer than i intended buut it was so much fun to write + i’ve never been in an age-gap relationship but i imagine This exact thing would fix me !! i literally have a big fat crush on this - also probs one of the last longfics i’ll be able to write in such a short time bc i’m going back to school soon :/
Last month, Jack had ran himself into the ground trying to make sure you understood that there was no mystery woman on his phone. It’d lit up with a text from an unknown number – a scammer, really, trying to paint the picture of a generous human, taking advantage of his old age ‘Hello! It has been forever! Do you still have this number, Jack Abbot? – and Jack had spent one beautiful, incandescent hour being investigated. It’d felt like being back in the military, if he was being honest. He’d last been interrogated like this at a desert, and the girl was clearly better at it, because he’d happily surrendered his phone, his passcode, his call log, and his theory of the crime.
( “It’s a scam, baby. They take advantage of the old guys. But check for any women. You’re only gonna find yourself in there.” )
He’d watched you bite down on a smile as you tried to keep the act going, and Jack had fed you all truths ( that he’d picked up once, stupidly, and someone asked him for his SSN; they didn’t know what a smart man he was; that he loved you, and only you; that the scammers may have the number, but only you got the man; that his passcode was your birthday, which you’d known, which you’d set ) and you’d recieved each one, nodding, refusing to let the corners of your mouth win.
( “You’re being charming,” you said to him, sternly. “It won’t work.” / “No, ma’am.” / “It’s working a little.” / “I know, ma’am,” he said, grinning. )
Then, you’d finally decided with reluctance that he was, in fact, “Free to go,” after making note of how scammers are becoming immensely mean, using buzzwords for people Jack’s age. “Forever,” you’d repeated, now disgusted on his behalf. “Who sends that to a veteran? That’s a targeted word. I should report the number.”
If he was honest, the least your jealousy had shown that week. Jack had never considered himself to be a ‘get an inch, take a mile’ sort of man. Decades your senior, he’d figured himself past the age where he took liberties. He asked before he took; he gave more than he got; he was, by every account, a reasonable man. You’d made a liar of him. He’d become crazy, had started finding childlike joy in small trouble; the sort a boy makes by poking a hive with a stick, except the hive was you and the stings brought him immense satisfaction. Each one, after all, was proof that somebody in this world considered him worth protecting and keeping tucked to themselves.
Say Cheese! – Jack Abbot
pairing – jack abbot x fem!reader
summary – winding jack up all through date night earns you a one-way ticket to the doghouse. a photobooth at midnight gives jack the perfect place to get you back for it!
warnings – [ wc: 3.8k ] 18+ MINORS DNI! fingering, brat tamer!jack, brat!reader who’s slightly insufferable to jack at the beginning, reader’s wearing a silk dress, grinding/dry humping, thumb in mouth, semi-public/public intimacy (photobooth on an empty street!), jack’s got a mouth on him, hair-pulling, light degradation, sex while under the influence (consensual!), established relationship dynamics, soft-dom/dom!jack
notes – this is basically part of the controversially young gf!reader universe but it got a lotttt longer so i just thought i should make it a oneshot
You’d been a pest all throughout dinner. It was awful, and you and Jack both knew it was intentional. You’d sank down five glasses of red with your alfredo, cooing by the third one that Jack was just so amazing, running your foot slowly up the inside of his calf under the table while you said it. The fine wool of his trousers was warm under your bare arch, and you felt the muscle beneath it tighten. So handsome and hot and grumpy, how you couldn’t wait until the two of you got home to see it all, you’d said, loud enough that the elderly couple beside you had glanced over, and Jack had shot you a glare over the rim of his class that did the opposite of ceasing you.
Fuck, you’d been wrong. You’d stolen forkfuls of his plate. You’d found a dozen flimsy excuses to lean across the table, every one of them cover to let the champagne silk of your neckline fall low, watching his gaze drop and stay. A flush had climbed up his neck at the sight of the swell of your breasts underneath and you took such immense satisfaction watching how his throat bobbed as he swallowed. Poor Jack, always so composed and now losing it at this Italian joint. Your hair became a little tousled because you kept sweeping it back off your shoulder to expose the line of your throat. You kept leaning in close so the candlelight caught the gloss on your mouth, your tongue peeking out slightly as you tried to catch the wine at the corner of your lip.
He’d hooked his good leg around yours at one point, a pained and warning smile on his face, when you let a strap fall loosely off your shoulder, and said, “Asking for one nice dinner with my girl.”
ok but frank walking in on arachnid peter fucking you senseless cause he can’t control himself and you’re saying to him it’s too much so frank stops him picks you up and takes you to his room to he eat you out so sweet and gentle cause you’re sensitive - “was he too rough sweetheart? i’ll take care of you” 😫😫😫😫😫🥴🥴🥴🫠🫠😮💨😮💨😮💨😮💨😵💫😵💫😵💫
YEAHHH
like before frank even walked in the room he could hear whimpers and moans from the door, he wasn’t concerned or anything he was just coming in to check on you guys and as soon as he walked in he just saw peter behind you, his hand tightly gripped on your hip and the other on your back— deepening your arch.. your face smushed into the bed and your ass up😵💫
just delivering the harshest thrusts and making sure his cock was reaching deeeep inside you, and all you can do is whine and take it as he makes you cum for the fourth time :( frank kind of just watches for a moment before he steps in, seeing your face all wet and hears all the sounds—your ass slapping against peters stomach, how sloppy your pussy was after creaming so much on him and your whimpers for peter to slow down :(( aghhh just music to franks ears, “sl-slow down peter I can’t.. can’t cum an—anymore!” it makes him so hard.. he would join in and make you cry some more if he didn’t know any better, but he does so he helps you out.
as soon as you hear the older man’s footsteps toward the bed you gripe and reach your hands out for him, “daddy..”, knowing he’s come to help you, almost missing how peters hips come to a slow stop. “alright pete, s’enough now go take a breather.” frank says in such a stern tone that it’s almost enough to pull peter out of it, he’s breathing hard and looking at frank with his cock still deep in your throbbing hole, eyes still consumed with the color black. “snap out of it kid im not gonna tell you again.”, and they have a staring contest for a second or two before peters senses come back, the younger mans eyes widening as he looks around, seeing you all teary eyed and on your hands and knees in front of him :(
he immediately pulls out with a wince and hugs you, feeling so bad for losing control like that.. “oh no im so sorry baby, i-i didn’t hurt you did I?” he says pulling back to look at you, observing your face and feeling relieved when you shake your head, “no! it was just too much..” and he kind of just says he’s sorry a bunch until frank intervenes.
“yeah she’s okay kid, she’s okay. just went too hard on er’. let’s go get you cleaned up sweetheart..”, frank picks you up from the bed and takes you to his room, cooing at you when you flinch at the arousal drooling down your legs.
frank puts you down once you guys get to his room, tells you he’s just gonna start the bath for you to get cleaned up but you just feel a throb in between your legs :/ so when frank comes back you tell him exactly that with a pout, “it feels so achey frankie, need you to make it go away..”
“make it.. make it go away? oh i got ya doll, s’alright daddy’ll take care of you.”, and soon you’re on his bed all sprawled out, still naked from being with peter. you could see the bruises he put on your hips from where he was holding you, your thighs all sticky and your pussy so puffy, frank almost grimaces when he sees how rough peter got with you. “jesus baby..”, frank mutters as he feels through your slippery folds, lips all sore and swollen from the friction peter caused. “peter did a number on you huh sweet girl? got all mean and made a mess of this pretty little pussy..”, you frown and nod so fast that’s it bring a smile to franks face, he chuckles as he rubs your clit a few times and dips his head down.
your hips buck up when franks lips latches on to you, sucking on your sensitive little bud and groaning, you’re so wet. your hole still stuffed from peter and spilling out your cum, feeling so tender everywhere from how much you came and franks slurping up all of it.
it’s almost embarrassing how much you squeal when you feel the older man’s tongue slither around your cunt, licking stripes all over and groaning :/ you hiccup when he comes up from your thighs, his chin covered in slick, “feelin any better princess? that ache go away yet?”
you know you could cum again if frank kept up with his licking, and even if your “ache” did go away. “mm not yet daddy.. need you to do it again, please?” and frank could only smile at you as he bends down again, bringing your legs on top of his shoulders and holding them with his biceps, working to soothe his hurting girls pussy!!
Nostalgic over this time last year when I would get out of whichever college class I was in (almost always finished around noon) and picking up boba 20 min away from my apartment (on purpose because I loved having the time to myself and listening to music) and then driving back and just sitting on tumblr scrolling for hours reading Eddie Munson fics before making dinner and watching The Sopranos and Girls with my fav roommate like fawwwwwk take me back bruh
helloo 👀 would you ever write a little peter parker vs frank castle blurb comparing what it’s like giving them head? like the differences in their cocks, how they sound, how they react, who gets messier, who loses control first, how they fuck your mouth, how they cum, etc 😵💫😵💫 i just know peter would be a whiny leaking mess while frank would be so much more controlled and mean about it. also noticed you do anon emojis and wanted to request to be 🐨
GOD YESS… thank you koala anon 🧘🏾♀️📿🕯️🙏🏾
blowjob, cock descriptions, size kink, precum, excessive spit / drool, deepthroating, gagging /choking, mouth fucking, whiny / vocal peter because yes, cum swallowing, very explicit descriptions. mdni 18+ !
Giving Peter Parker head is messy in the most pitiful way because he makes it messy before he even realizes what he’s doing. He’s thick enough that your lips have to stretch around him from the second you take the head into your mouth, flushed dark and swollen at the tip with precum already shining over the slit because his cock starts leaking the second he knows he’s about to get sucked.
