Cassie McKay with a penis and a breeding kink š„µ wonāt stop until youāre stuffed full of her babies
ā ugh, I love a breeding kink. Glad to know you're all as filthy as me ā
The first time Cassie McKay sees you, sees your wide childbearing hips, she knows she needs to put a baby in you. And she manages to keep that thought to herself for a while, but Cassie is whiny during sex. She begs you continuously to let her fuck you raw.Ā
āPlease babyā¦ pleaseā¦ā she whines. āNeed to feel youā¦ need to finish deep inside you.āĀ
And you were sceptical at first, but you were on the pill, so it couldnāt hurt that much. You were aware of the risk; you were doctors. But hearing her whine like that, so needy with her throbbing dick buried deep inside of you, you couldnāt stand to hear her beg anymore :((Ā
āOkay,ā you agree, and she rips the condom off as soon as the words leave your lips. She stuffs you with her cock, groaning at the feel of your bare pussy against her thick length. And you have to admit, it feels good. So fucking good. Especially when she fills you with her hot cum, keeping her cock inside of you to make sure none of it goes to waste.Ā
And the more it goes on, the more you find yourself getting into it. You come home from work, and you push her against the couch, groping her cock. āGonna put a baby in me tonight?ā You ask, biting her bottom lip. And she grows harder the more you beg for it. You donāt even make it to the bedroom before youāre stuffed full, her cum dripping out of you. She lifts your hips and holds you up, making sure it takes.Ā
āCanāt wait to see your belly all swollen and full,ā she whines, holding your hips up. āMy perfect baby mama.āĀ
And when you help deliver a baby on the sidewalk outside of the hospital, the mother barely making it off the public bus before having to bear down, the ache appears deep in your belly again. You hold the new baby briefly as you transfer the mom into the hospital, and then you find Cassie and drag her to an empty on-call room.Ā
āFuckinā put a baby in me right now, Cassie,ā you say through gritted teeth. āIām not jokinā around anymore, please.āĀ
āGod, I love it when you beg,ā Cassie groans, immediately hard. She shoves your scrubs down and fucks you so hard before filling you to the brim. Her cock pulses inside of you when sheās done, keeping her babies inside, making sure they donāt escape.Ā
And it works. Eventually you are showing Cass a positive pregnancy test, eyes full of tears. Her smile is so wide, and she picks you up and spins you around.Ā
āIt worked?ā She asks. āWeāre having a baby?āĀ
āIt worked,ā you confirm, kissing her deeply. She drops to her knees and kisses your belly, pulling your pants down and sliding her tongue through your cunt until youāre writhing and moaning above her.Ā
āKnew youād taste different when I knocked you up,ā she mumbles as she licks up your juices. āTaste so sweet. Canāt wait to watch you grow.āĀ
And she worships every inch of you as you grow. Sheās obsessed with your belly and your full, heavy breasts, always kissing and sucking.Ā
And And sheās obsessed with how hormonal and needy you are :( Always begging to be filled, always begging for her touch. She bends you over every chance she gets, her hands holding the swell of your belly as she rails you from behind.Ā
āMy beautiful pregnant wifey,ā she grunts. āThink I can fuck you so good you get pregnant twice?ā She smirks, stuffing you full over and over until you can barely walk.Ā
And she canāt keep her hands off you at work. Always finding an excuse to place her hand on your belly, stroking it in circles, feeling her baby move under the stretched skin.Ā
Sheās obsessed with you. Absolutely adores seeing you waddle around the ER, walking like youāre so full you could burst. So full of her babies, for her.
And she knows sheās gonna get you pregnant again the first chance she gets. Sheāll let you recover for the recommended time after the birth, and then sheāll be ramming into that pretty cunt all over again, filling you to the brim. Because youāre just so pretty, all swollen and pregnant, for her.Ā
knee deep in the passenger seat [ show me off ] [ c.m. ] [ Drabble ]
authors note: writing a little smth smth to get back into writing
Masterlist
Pairing: Cassie McKay x fem!reader
Summary: You both agreed on casual. Turns out, Cassie canāt be as casual as she agreed on. Neither can you.
Content Warnings: Smut, fluff, brief angst; age/gap [ r is in university ], top!cassie, bottom!reader, fingering, cunnilingus [ r!receiving both ], semi-public sex ( Cassie fucks you at 10 PM in a storage closet ), praise kink, lovergirl + loser!cassie, brief attempt at Doctor Roleplay but Cassie is too locked in to play
Cassie called you at 8:30 P.M. just as you were leaving your final lecture for the day.
āTen is my smoke break,ā she told you with sirens distantly wailing in the background. āPark across from the ICU lot. Iāll be out to get you.ā
āYou have a really odd way of saying hello,ā you told her dryly, propping the door to your car open and leaning on it.
You could hear her exhale so heavily that she sounded like a deflating balloon. You didnāt think sheād appreciate you saying that right now, though.
The image of it was making you smile anyway.
āIām sorry,ā she rasped. āI just ā I need to see you.ā
Your cheeks burned at her admission, biting your lower lip. āEven at work?ā
One of the stipulations Cassie had put in place when you first started seeing each other was that she didnāt show up during your classes, and you didnāt show up at her work ā emergencies exempt, of course. She wanted to ensure there was boundaries in place.
Youād agreed easily. You wouldnāt have been able to do so if you didnāt know what you were getting into with her: the first responder in an emergency room with a young son and custody battles.
She was exploring her newfound sexual freedom and she didnāt want anything too deeply intwined.
It had been an easy arrangement, the sex as damn good even with Cassieās limited experience coming into it, and both of you felt your stress levels lowered as it continued.
āFuck work,ā Cassie told you. You paused at her tone.
āAre you feeling a little needy, Cass?ā you purred, lowering your voice and seeping just the right amount of attitude into it.
Cassie McKay was a demanding woman with sharp reflexes and hard expectations; but she was also rewarding and encouraging in the same breath.
You just had to fish for information on which Cassie you needed to prepare for.
Her breath hitched and you struck like a predator. āOh, you are. You need to fuck me so bad, donāt you? I dunno, Cass. Youāre the one who made the rule . . .ā
āIāā the doctor was trying to get ahold of herself. She was already losing composure. āI donāt care, baby. I need you so bad. I need to make you cum.ā
You tapped your fingers along the rim of your door, pretending to think about it but already knowing youāll give in. You always do.
āTen you said?ā you asked casually, glancing around you and scanning for anyone else in the lot. Some students were passing through parked cars, coming and going, but you remained ignored.
āYes.ā
āAlright, ten it is then. Want me to bring you some food too?ā
āIām going to give you so many orgasms if you do.ā She sounded lighter now, like you just gave the cure to a debilitating illness.
You laughed. āYouād do that anyway.ā
āThe food,ā you gasped as your wrist was snatched and you were pulled roughly from your car. You were barely able to park and stuff your keys and phone into your hoodie before blue scrubs and rough hands filled your vision.
āWe can come back for it. I need you.ā The brunette laced her fingers through yours and sped away from the lot; not toward the visitorās entrance but to a door farther to the side of the building.
āHow much time do you have?ā you asked her, heart fluttering and a low heat beginning to burn in your belly.
She slowed and pulled her ID card out of her pocket and slapped it against an access pad. It beaped and continued her way. The hallway was dim and void of life, rooms blacked out.
āThirty minutes. I managed to get Dana to work my time out here a little better so I can just āā she sounded breathless, passing door after door.
Like she had mapped it out already, which location would be the best place to take you apart in her fiery need.
āWonāt you get in trouble?ā
āYeah, baby, so much trouble.ā
When you didnāt reply she turned to gauge your reaction and found the concern you felt written across your face, your steps a little less eager.
āHey, no.ā She stopped and turned, clasping your arms. āI was just playing. This part of the hospital hasnāt been touched since COVID. It was just a secondary ER for patients without symptoms.ā
āI donāt want to get you into trouble.ā
āIāve been hanging out in this part of the hospital for weeks. Iāve seen only a few people. Dana and Emma wonāt say anything.ā The way she worded that last bit made you want to dig for questions but you could see it wasnāt the time.
Later.
āYouāre safe, my job is safe.ā She leaned forward and finally kissed you. Itās all you wanted since seeing her face.
It was delicate and warm ā things that she didnāt express so far tonight.
You wrapped your arms around her neck and pulled her closer. Her scrubs brushed against your sweatpants and she caressed your chin to lift your head closer to hers.
āFuck,ā she whispered when the kiss broke.
āI need you,ā you murmured, still grazing your lips along hers, swallowing.
She smelled like saline and cedar wood.
āNot far now, letās go.ā She dragged you along behind her once more. It wasnāt a long trek, she stopped at a door and jerked it open.
āA storage closet?ā The shelves were empty and looked to be collecting dust.
āWindowless,ā she said. Then she clutched your waist and hauled you up. Your legs automatically locked together around her, gasping in surprise.
She settled you on one of the shelves. Not even a freak was made when your weight was added. āIs this even safe?ā you questioned as her fingers started to work at the strings of your sweats and her lips started leaving trails down your neck.
āItās meant to hold medical equipment baby. You wonāt be shaking it off of the screws anytime soon.ā
And that was that.
You groaned when teeth dug into your collarbone. She got your sweats down to your ankles and made quicker work of your soaked underwear.
āYouāre so fucking wet,ā she said, licking her lips and suddenly dropping to her knees in front of you.
āYou have that effect on me.ā Your feet splayed, but she snatched your ankle and looked up at you through her bangs. Her eyes were heated, intense.
āShoulders.ā
āShoes,ā you retorted.
āDonāt fucking care. Shoulders.ā She dug her short nails into your ankle, eyebrow raising and staring you down.
You relented, lifted the left one and gently put it down on her shoulder and followed it with the fight.
āGood girl.ā And then she rewarded you with a lick of your folds.
You gasped and started to reach for anything to hold onto. Cassie was about to make it hard for you to steady yourself. Your fingers slipped between the bars of the selves that dug into your ass, and you curled them while the other hand grabbed ahold of Cassieās hair.
āThis is so unprofessional, Doctor McKay. I thought you were going to tell me āā A moan cut you off as Cassieās tongue started to work inside of you and one of her fingers joined almost a second after, ā ā my test results.ā
Cassie pulled back briefly, finger still pumping inside of you, face flushed and lips wet. āBaby I have about twenty more minutes to make you cum and I want at least two from you before I let you go. Play later.ā
You held back laughter as she actually said those words with full seriousness awarded to most doctors, like delivering devastating news.
She lowered her head and started eating you out without waiting for you to respond.
Your cries must have been enough. She lazily stroked a hand up and down your lifted thigh and thumbed your clit like a madwoman, forcing you into oversensitiveity before you were close to orgasm.
She loved how easy it was to get you to a wriggly, wet mess that squirmed and whined before she even got inside of you.
But she hadnāt drawn it out tonight. She was aiming to make you cum fast and hard, and this was a sure fire way to do so without the strap.
āWe need,ā you gasped, mind blanking out into white noise as her fingers ā two now ā crooked up into you until they touched your g-spot, āto talk a-about ā fuck Cassie ā this later.ā
Cassieās fingers didnāt slow but she pulled her head up again and licked her lips. āWe can talk all you want, baby. But I think we both know this stopped being casual about two weeks ago. I donāt think I need to torture yourself or myself over this.ā
You would later look back on this moment and process her statement to you in its entirety. Right now, however, Cassie wasnāt willing to let you up for air until she got what she wanted.
She had five minutes left to spare by the time she made you cum a second time. She didnāt need to look at you for you to know she was proud of your state. You looked entirely taken apart and she still had time to put you back together.
She was pressing soft kisses to your cheeks and lips as she tied your sweat strings back together, pulling your hair back for you and tying it up with a spare hair tie.
āYou did so good for me,ā she murmured, cheek pressing against yours as you became more grounded.
āI donāt think I can walk.ā
She grinned wolfishly.
She steadied you and she guided you back out to the parking lot in a daze, her hands never leaving you even when she had to grab a door or use her ID card.
āIām working later tonight but . . . ā she hesitated, looking awful shy as you stopped at your car. She reached into her pocket, ā. . . Harrison is with his dad and ā if youād want to, you can go to my place. Shower. Sleep.ā She pulled out a key.
Your eyes widened. āCassie āā
āI like you,ā the older woman blurted. āI really like you. If you feel the same way, Iād like to maybe . . . get more serious? I know that wasnāt the plan āā
You surged forward, curling your fist around hers where the key was and kissed her hard.
When you pulled back, the key was safely tucked into your palm. āI want to get more serious, too.ā
Her smile was burned into your head as you drove to her house that night.
i like to think if r was dating amab!cassie she would legit find her balls naked on the couch on a very hot summer day. Like just going to grab coffee and oh goodmorning!!
omg YES. she'd be so laid back about it too, raising her eyebrow and giving you a 'what?' Look before you can pass comment on it.. and ofc she's not subtle in the slightest- fully man-spreading on the sofa with her arm hooked around the back like she owns the place, eyes fixed on the baseball or whatever is currently on && you would just be able to go over and give it all the attention you want!! kneeling infront of her && huffing her crotch whilst she tries to stay focused on her show, or, sitting next to her and playing with her limp cock until its hardened in your hand and shes bucking into your fist- leaning down to lick the beads of precum from the slit at the tip then backing off entirety leaving her all high and dry<33 playing with her heavy balls as she whines and begs you for more!! or or or, she would get bored and grab your wrist on your way past, pulling you into her lap and immediately growing hard under the swell of your ass && grunting into your ear as she ruts up against you, ruining your clothes with her cum.. then fucking you properly as an apology, pulling your shorts and panties down and pulling you back onto her lap, impaling you on her length, "god- 'm so sorry baby- getcha a new one yeah?"
ā summary: you are exhausted, but cassie knows how to help, even if she doesn't realize it.
ā content warnings: comforting fluff, suggestive(kind of? probably not), casual dumbification, praise, emotionally tired! reader, readers in college, established relationship, age gap (cassie is 43-44, reader is 23-24), not set in any specific season, mention of suggestive things, shitty writing, not proofread, no use of y/n, nicknames/petnames used (baby; babygirl; honey; sweetheart; sweet girl), etc.
ā authors note: very self-indulgent because i want an older woman who will treat me this right. please enjoy this little thing i wrote.į :) (i went a bit overboard; this was supposed to be under 1k words . . .)
ā word count: 1.4k
dividers by @/strangergraphics . . .
You had been dealing with the feeling of being too conscious of everything all day.
Your bones resting unsettlingly beneath your skin.
The fabric of your clothes that makes you that slightest bit uncomfortable.
Your jewelry brushing against you every now and then that sends chills and shivers down your spine involuntarily.
Your brain, feeling its weight of your anxiety and its heaviness inside your skull. You haven't been able to stop thinking, your mind running on autopilot with no emergency off-switch.
Every thought felt too big, too much for you to comprehend, even though you understood every word.
The lecture you had to be in live-person attendance for lasted way too damn long. The professor going on and on about literature that felt too complex to grasp, randomly calling on students in attendance to answer his winding questions.
Sadly, he called on you to answer one of his trickiest, and let's just say you didn't answer correctly, snippy and mumbling.
Safe to say that your teacher did not appreciate your tone and didn't dare to look at you for the rest of the remainder of class, just out of spite.
You didn't want to do anything anymore.
You didn't want to spend your time doing schoolwork.
You didn't want to make dinner; you didn't want to drive home.
You didn't want to think of how to pass the time after you get back homeā you didn't want to think, period.
You luckily got home safely to Cassie's apartment after the mandatory in-person lesson.
Your kicked-off shoes, shrugged-off jacket, and dropped bag lying in the hallway as you perch on the couch, sprawled out under a light blanket, staring blankly at the blank TV screen.
You didn't even have the motivation to turn on the TV.
It's quiet in your girlfriend's little apartment, windows showing grey clouds and little raindrops pitter-pattering against its glass, Harrison's bedroom door still closed since he left for his dad's weekend.
It was supposed to be peaceful, but all it helped was your growing loneliness. You expected the older brunette to have a busy shift as one of PTMC's 3rd-year residents, so your loneliness only grew more solid in your chest, like an ever-so-twisting dagger.
Your hunger had gotten to the point of intensity that you could no longer bear, so you got up from the plush couch, dragging the blanket along with you as you glanced at the clock.
'5:47 PM'
You huff as you try to think back to Cassie's schedule, your frazzled brain, of course, forgetting the time-frame of when she is expected to be home.
But to your surprise, as you stand in the kitchen, staring uninterestedly at the pantry, you could hear the sound of keys jingling outside the front door. The click of the lock, loud and sudden, before the door swung open to reveal your girlfriend on the other side.
"Hey, babygirl." She gently calls out, voice twinged with honeyed fatigue as she shuts the door behind her, automatic lock clicking in place.
The woman almost trips over your shoes as she toes off her own, brows furrowing at the jacket and backpack flopped right next to them.
"You okay, honey?" She hums, "Baby??"
"Huh?" You mumble, tone bland and short as you keep your gaze on the corner of some snack box. "'m fine."
You can hear your girlfriend let out a small huff of laughter, practically feeling her eye roll as she makes her way over to you. "Babygirl, what's wrong? Rough day, sickness, headache?"
You silently shrug as her arms loop around your blanket-clad waist, chin resting gently on the blade of your shoulder.
"Missed you.." She murmurs against your skin, pressing a peck to where your shoulder meets your neck. "What's going on..?"
You sigh, melting into her warm touch, biting the inside of your cheek as you respond. "Had a bad day, that's all.. 'm hungry, and my brain won't be quiet."
Cassie lets out a sound of sympathy, a small frown curling down on her lips as she squeezes you tighter against her.
"My poor baby.." She hums in that same tone that always makes your brain grow silent and heart pace faster, pressing some kisses leading up to your cheek before resting her forehead against your temple.
"Let's go lay down and 'll order some food. Then you can just relax and quiet that little brain of yours, maybe with some TV..?" She suggests, thumbs rubbing over the fabric of your shirt.
You try to respond, give some sort of reaction to her words, but your brain slowly but surely turns to mush at her melodic voice, swallowing thickly.
She, of course, notices your stillness as you rest in her arms, palms moving to pinch at your hips, making you snap out of your daze. "What's up?"
You immediately pause, heat blooming to your cheeks, and your heart skips a beat, embarrassment lingering deep in the pit of your stomach as you try to think of how to explain to your girlfriend without sounding weird.
".. Y'know how you talk to me, um.. during sex and it kinda dumbs me down..?" You whisper, feeling as the older woman turns you around, pulling you closer once you're facing chest to chest.
"Yeah?"
".. Could you maybe do that just, without the sex part..?"
She chuckles softly at your awkward smile, nodding and pressing a quick peck to your lips before starting to gently guide you back into the living room.
"You wanna feel dumb? Aw, sweetheart." She croons, a small smirk stretched on her face as she leads you by the hips, still purring in her sweetened tone. "Who says you aren't already stupid for me, huh? Just a good girl who has nothing up there at all."
The woman gently prods at your forehead, pulling giggles out of you as you two finally make it over to the couch, letting herself plop back onto the cushions before reeling you into her.
"There we go.." She hums as you settle down on her lap, curled up and snuggled up closely. Cassie tucks you in, wrapping you up securely in the throw blanket you had already covered yourself in.
You watch as the brunette pulls out her phone, the bright screen lighting up her face, showing off her freckles as you stare up at her, burying your face more into her shoulder.
The woman scrolls through her apps, gently asking what food you wanted before realizing that you more than likely were not listening. "Is my baby relaxed now?"
You shrug, a small coyish smile involuntarily appearing on your lips as the woman holding you chuckles, kissing your forehead. "'ll just go with the safe option for my girl.."
The TV runs in the background, something not too stimulating for your mind but interesting enough for Cassie to watch as the two of you wait for the food to arrive.
You hadn't paid attention to how fast the time went by, more so focusing on the coziness of your solitude, and heavily on your woman's words.
"Such a sweet, dumb girl for all for me, so lucky to have me."
"Nothing in that tiny head of yours, so blissfully unaware of how cute you are."
"What would you do without me, babygirl?"
It made you feel small in the best way possible.
Sadly, before long, the food arrives, silently, before there's a ping of a notification on the older woman's phone. You instantly recognize the sound, whining as you realize she has to move.
"Sh, shā I'll be right back, sweet girl.."
You continue to whimper at her movement, whining louder once her body slides out from under you, a lingering coldness in the air the more the distance grows between you two.
"Come backk!!" You groan, earning a laugh from the woman as she lets the door shut behind her, the smell growing more pungent as she makes her way back over.
Cassie sets the food containers down on the coffee table, swiftly taking her spot back on the couch before gathering you back up into her lap. "There, there.." She teasingly mumbles as you pout, quickly spreading some kisses along your cheek and jawline.
You spend the rest of your day in your girlfriend's arms, curled up tightly in a warm blanket, head empty, heart warm, and belly being filled with the nicest food you've had in a while.
This was the best ending to your shitty day you could've ever asked for.
i'm fiona dourif fan but im not the 'omg she has a bf im so mad š¤¬š¤¬š¤¬ i hate him and i hope they break up' kind of fiona dourif fan. you guys fucking suck
also if youre upset that she isnt the sexuality you were like. 'headcanoning' her to be (if that makes sense) youre actually weird as hell...
"I-I don't wanna call you that. You're not my mom."
You wriggled beside Cassie, finding that your hot skin made it near impossible to settle into a comfortable position.
"But you're just a little boy aren't you?" Her large hand reached to still your shaking leg. "It's normal for little boys to have a crush on their mama. You don't have to be nervous."
"Stop. This isn't normal, Cassie. I'm an adult." You whined. You tried you best to move away from Cassie's hold, only for her fingers to dig deeper into your thigh.
"You can pretend to be a big boy all you want, but don't act like I didn't notice how hard your little cock is getting."
A small whimper escaped your throat.
As Cassie's eyes burned into yours, your wriggling became less about comfort and more about satisfaction. Your thighs squeezed hard around nothing, giving little reprieve to your painfully swollen clit.
"Now, are you going to disobey me or are you going to be mommy's sweet little boy."
You paused.
Moments passed, and the silence between you painfully tore away at the suffocating restraint still clinging to your desire.
"I want to be your good boy."
"Hm?" Cassie smirked and raised an eyebrow. Teasing you. Testing you.
"I want to be your good boy, mommy."
"That wasn't so hard, was it baby?" Cassie lightly dragged her nails across your thigh, leaving little raised lines that resembled tiny prison bars.
this post will be added to and edited, this is just all the stuff i pulled so far (iām writing, working, and chronically ill, so i apologize if i forgot to include anything important. iāve already spent hours compiling what i have). thereās an image limit, so thereās even more than whatās shown here that i canāt add. some of the things included in this list are roles fiona has playedā this is not to say that because she portrayed x that means she believes y. i think that her consistent choice in roles is very telling though which is why i mentioned a couple of them.
first off, i believe that fiona is registered as an independent. itās clear where she stands on basic issues and human rights. her political beliefs lean heavily democratic, however, i wouldnāt say that sheās a liberal.
itās also important to note that fiona is a chronically offline, occasionally tone deaf 44 year old white woman. some things she may have said or liked might not have intentionally been with ill-intent. i mean she literally follows clavicular š this tweet of hers could explain fiona following or interacting with conservative contentā
endorsed political candidates
- kamala harris
- elizabeth warren
- michael shellenberger
in this article, fiona talks about how to help the homeless and mentally ill (something that is very personal to her), and supports shellenbergerās plan for change. he used to be democratic, but started identifying as an independent in 2022.
past of following conservatives
- she temporarily followed j.k. rowling.
- she still follows transphobes katie herzog and dave chappelle.
- 2024 twitter post about it here.
anti-trump
fiona has been vocally anti-trump for years.
anti-ice/pro-immigration
- has posted against mass deportations and ice. (i do not have screenshots of her past instagram stories about this, so you can either choose to believe it or not).
- was involved with an ice storyline in the pitt thatās based off of whatās currently happening in the u.s. the plot line depicted the reality of ice, specifically in healthcare.
fiona when asked about the ice storyline on the pitt.
lgbtq+
- sheās attended pride and has made posts in support of lgbtq+ rights.
- she played diane jones, a real-life lesbian and activist, in the series when we rise which is specifically centered around the history of lgbtq+ rights.
misc activism
- anti-ai
- in 2020 she attended a blm protest in support of george floyd
- pro gun control
- promoted getting the covid vaccine
- attended a nevada democratic convention in 2016
- participated in the 2023 sag-aftra strike and still advocates for better pay for actors
- supported free assange
julian assange was arrested for publishing hundreds of thousands of classified u.s. military and diplomatic documents that exposed controversial details about the wars in iraq and afghanistan.
- marched with the democratic organization sftp
sftp believes that science is inherently political and advocates for progressive policies, environmental equity, and community-led science that serves the people rather than big corporations.
- concerned about climate change
- encourages voting & speaking up
- hereās a video of fiona telling people to go vote from last month
- sheās a fierce advocate for mental health & the homeless. thereās a lot of proof of this thatās easily accessible, so iām not going to attach too much about it in this post. here is fionaās essay i previously linked.
ending notes
if thereās anything inaccurate, please let me know so i can fix it. my intention is not to āglazeā fiona or show her in a positive light, but rather to share unbiased information. of course, my biases might shine through, and thereās stuff i may have forgot or didnāt come across, hence why iām open to what others have to add. iām only one person who worked on this list alone.
to wrap up this post, hereās a quote from fionaās recent flaunt magazine interview.
Iām perpetually puzzled by how much and yet how little we know about McKay. Sheās nearly ten years sober, but Harrison is almost 12. So she didnāt get sober until he was two years old, which begs the question, did she start after he was born? Did she use during her pregnancy? Her response to the case where the child of an addict talks about her mother became sober when she was pregnant with her tells me she was likely sober then.
Fiona says that Cassie struggled from her mid to late twenties and she sobered up in her thirties. As of season 1 she was 42. With Harrison at 11 years old that makes her 31 or so when he was born. My thought is that she used in her twenties, sobered up at 30. Had Harrison, then relapsed at some point, finally totally sobering up at 33.
She also alludes to having been the target of someone with misogynistic tendencies. This of course could have been at any point in her life, but she says something interesting to Ogilvie in season 2 about why people turn to addiction. She specifically sites an escape from abuse. This piqued my interest.
Her ex Chad, does not come off as particularly abusive, I feel like sheād be much more wary about allowing him to play such a large role in Harrisonās life if that were the case. However it isnāt unheard of for a mother to concede that the abuse was entirely directed at her and have no fear for her children. Itās also possible he was abusive in some way and changed after they split but given that itās likely she initially started using before they got together I find it unlikely.
She has a great relationship with her dad so itās not likely him. My theory is this may be related to whatever misogynist in her life she spoke about in season 1. Maybe an ex before Chad that popped back up sometime after they were married, or was otherwise some kind of trigger for her.
ā i shouldāve kissed you when i had the chance. ā
ā fear ā
ā patching up wounds with shaky hands ā
(with cassie please šš»)
tw: violence/gun shooting
you're bleeding. you can see it. it's all over the floor and all over you. you can feel the sharp pain in your stomach and it's radiating all over your body. the floor is cold. everything feels cold.
"hey, hey," you hear cassie's voice. she holds you, cradling your face. "you'll be alright. hang in there, okay? you hear me? just keep your eyes open for me." she whispers.
you don't know if you really nodded but you tried.
cassie peeks at the small glass of the door. the shooter is still out there. everyone else is hiding in fear. you're one of the first victims and cassie just pulled your bleeding body in one of the stock rooms in attempt to save you.
she grabs a bunch of gauze pads and apply pressure to stop the bleeding and with her free hand, she covers your mouth so they wouldn't hear the sounds of pain you're emitting.
"i'm sorry, i'm sorry, sweetheart," she whispers. you're crying quietly and cassie holds back her tears by taking deep breaths and focusing on treating you.
thousands of times of holding a scalpel and cutting people open, of injecting needles, of resuscitating patients, and cassie's hands never shake...
but she never had your blood in her hands before. she never had to save you.
cassie manages to stop the bleeding for now. her hand staying on your stomach for pressure. "you'll be okay," she murmurs. "just hold on for me, okay?"
"c-cassie..."
"i'm here." she lies down beside you. her head resting on your arm. "i'm not leaving you."
"is'so cold..."
"i know, i know."
there's another round of shots fired followed by screams. you and cassie close your eyes. cassie mumbles a prayer, no, not a prayer, some words you can barely hear.
"i should've kissed you when i had the chance," you mumble, barely audible.
cassie gazes at you, her blue eyes pooled with tears. "you will. you will get that chance. i promise."
i wish.
it's freezing. you can't move. you feel numb. your eyes are droopy; you promised cassie you would keep them open but it's hard to do it anymore. all you can hear is cassie calling your name but the sound gets further and further.
the banging on the door startles cassie and her tears are immediately replaced with hope when she sees dana and robby to rescue you.
subtop!tboy reader fucking cassie with HER strap as she tells him how good heās doing in his ear
holy shit i need cassie mckay in my bed rn wtfš
hi itās šŖø! i missed you sorry for lack of anons iāve literally been such a busy bee ngl
well hello šŖø i hope youāre doing well xx
you stealing cassieās strap right out of her hands before she has the chance to put it on. she looks at you, almost offended. you just smirk and reach for the harness. cassie watches you as you put it on, drooling over the sight of you putting on her thick strap.
ācan i?ā you ask cassie, already fastening the harness around your waist.
āyou better not disappoint me,ā she warns.
once you enter her gummy walls, cassie grips your hips as you pump in and out of her, the sound of both of your heavy pants filling the room. cassie groans when you thrust super deep, the tip of her strap inside of her dripping cunt poking her cervix. she rolls her hips erratically, jutting up into you as her release builds to the finish, you only going faster.
ājust like that,ā cassie moans, leaning up to brush your throat with her lips. she leaves hot kisses on your skin, trailing up to your ear. āyouāre doing soā mmphā good.ā
ānow you know how fucking big your strap feels when itās inside of me,ā you tell her.
āfuck,ā cassie growls, taking your earlobe between her teeth and giving it a soft bite. the stretch of her strap seven inches deep inside her has a delicious burn to it, the sensation only turning her on further. ākeep doing it like-like that. iām almostā mmmā so fucking good, baby.ā cassieās fingernails dig into your hips. āyou better not stop.ā
āi wonāt,ā you whine.
ātouch me,ā she orders, her peak nearing.
āis this good?ā you ask as you grab ahold of one of her breasts, kneading the soft flesh. you press your thumb down on the brown hardened nipple, cassie moaning ferally in response. āwanna make you feel good.ā
āyou are,ā cassie groans, her muscles clenching around her strap as you pump it in and out of her. she whimpers in your ear, a satisfied sigh then escaping. āyou did so fucking good fāme, baby.ā
Iāve redone my account for this womanā¦ my boyfriend is laughing at me (although he agrees Iād be the perfect little t-boy for Cassie). No one can stop me now with this.
one of my fav things about the pitt fandom (the yuri side anyway) is that we obsess over Cassie Mckays gold chain,, and how gay it makes her, how clearly sapphic she is when taking that and also the way she walks and dresses into account.. but like, thatās Fiona Dourifās chain, yāall..
she just doesnāt take it off when filming, so now itās part of Cassieās character too.
