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[taknbythewind]

hello, welcome to my blog! ˖𓂃☘︎˖. (side blog ;-;)

i’m sav!!

23, she/her, multifandom, anti-ai, MDNI

current obsessions: the pitt, animal kingdom, acotar!

sooo this is for fun, i write when i feel inspired, but my inbox is open for requests/suggestions, there is no promise it will get written since the idea really needs to inspire me <3 that being said i am always open to chats!! (masterlist below)

my writing:

dr jack abbot ⋆˚☆˖°

perception is the key, its evident to me; maybe things between you and jack aren’t as professional as you thought… (aka jack always flirts w you but you didn't realize!!) 2.3k

soft and sweet; his wife brings the kids to visit him at work and to show off the new addition, and maybe jack is already itching for another…(dad!jack) 1.3k

howling outside your door; your ex boyfriend is determined to win you back despite your cold facade he knows is bound to crack. (ex!jack) 1k

this ex!jack thought

andrew ‘pope’ cody ⋆˚☆˖°

such a loveable lamb to me; pope likes to watch you sleep .9k

summertime; its a hot day at the pool and criag doesn't know how to act around pope's girl 1.1k

this lil summer blurb

there’s no one like you; pope's gf is so gorgeous that craig still doesn't know how to act, but maybe pope can teach him a lesson that sticks 1.5k

movie night; an impromptu movie night while you wait for pope leads to another one of craig’s brilliant ideas (sorta oblivious!reader) 1.3k

azriel⋆˚☆˖°

always somewhere; zombie au; you get lost and azriel is losing his mind 3.4k

only over you; azriel is jealous of the male you've been spending so much time with lately... 2.8k

[unc-peepaw]

Don't look at me like that 🫠

[taknbythewind]

dad!jack would put his kids towels in the dryer while said kids are in the tub so theyll be nice and toasty when they get out

he’s so sweet ugh of course he does!!

and he’s pulling them out of the dryer when the buzzer goes off just in time from down the hall. he dries off his two oldest, the youngest already cleaned up and put to bed, and wraps them each up so tight in their oversized towels. they giggle as he tucks in the end to completely engulf their tiny forms before scooping one kid up in each of his arms and walking them over to their shared room where you’re finishing up putting some laundry away, baby monitor at your side.

“i got a special delivery” he’s putting on a casual voice.

you turn and giggle at their squirming bodies, damp auburn curls peaking out from the warm fabric. he plops them on one little bed with a kiss to each head.

and they get spoiled with the nice warm towels and when he doesn’t do it they’re refusing to get out of the bath and he’s like what have i created? but they’re his sweet baby angels so of course he’s getting up to warm up fresh towel for his kids he spoils rotten.

[iwasnotaslasher]

I love how we, as a fandom, collectively decided that every single one of Shawn Hatosy character is an enthusiastic pussy eater.

[taknbythewind]

send me ex!jack or dad!jack thoughts? …✍️✍️

[konoko]

[taknbythewind]

what do you mean i have to go to work and i can’t sit at home and read and write fanfic all day? what the hell.

[sammy-bryant]

[usershawn]

Shawn Hatosy for The Envelope, Los Angeles Times

[taknbythewind]

Hii! I can't find your jack abbot fainting fic in your masterlist, do you have a link pleasee 🫶🏻 and thankss

I absolutely loved your ex!jack fic btw

heh this is awkward…that’s cuz it’s currently sitting in my drafts 80% finished. i think i just need to be bullied into finishing it 😭

thank you for your love on ex!jack!! (i love him and am working on something a little longer for him)

[kiraavi]

[hatosypex]

a fighter post

[taknbythewind]

whew, i need him to put me in a headlock

[taknbythewind]

howling outside your door

pairing: ex!jack abbot x reader

summary: your ex boyfriend is determined to get back together, despite your cold facade that he knows is bound to crack.

wc: 1k

warnings: kinda possessive jack, ex bf who keeps bothering you (but you love it and would be offended if he stops), workplace (ex)relationship, implied age gap, bad writing...

a/n: >.< so...i have no excuse as to why i still have not posted the fics i've mentioned other than sometimes things start to feel like homework to me and i just procrastinate. but i can not stop thinking about ex!jack so here's a little messy thing about that...(ily)

i’m obsessed with ex!jack abbot who doesn’t seem to be on the same page when it comes to what being broken up means as you.

he still flirts with you, constantly. his touches are far too lingering for any professional setting. and he refuses to retire the badge clip you got him while you were still together—the one that matched your own, which has since been replaced with a new different one that made jack frown when he noticed.

however long it’s been since the breakup, jack is no less deterred by your cold shoulders and eye rolls. the night shift was worried at first when they had heard the news, concerned that things would be tense and awkward between the two doctors.

they weren’t wrong, but it was in a much more confusing way than they had anticipated. instead of the classic bickering of exes they expected, they are forced to watch their attending and his pathetic attempts to win back your favor, which you seem keen to thwart...sort of.

like now, as they watch jack saunter up next to you at the start of a shift and casually place a coffee in front of you—your exact order that he’s had memorized since you started at ptmc.

you barely spare it a glance, eyes focused back on the tablet in hand as you review labs for a patient.

“what’s that?” you ask dryly.

“just a little something,” jack shrugged like it was something exes did all the time.

“jack,” you sighed out. you turn to face him with a stern expression and when you open your mouth to speak again he beats you to it.

“i know, i know. ‘s not a big deal, sweetheart,” he placates.

“jack,” you say again, firmer this time. “we talked about this.” exes don't buy each other coffee or call each other petnames.

“i don’t know what you mean,” he shrugs and nudges the cup towards you before sauntering to the lockers, camo backpack slung over his shoulder.

you sigh in defeat, only taking a sip of the drink you already know is exactly to your liking once he's out of sight. damn him.

orrrr

someone else getting too close with you, maybe a thread of your sweater got caught on your earring (the ones that jack bought you when you were together, they’re your favorite pair and it has nothing to do with him, obviously) and the new med student that’s been following you around like puppy the last few shifts since he’s switched to nights who jack has been less than warm to is already at your side to help you untangle the offending fiber from your delicate jewelry.

jack’s in the middle of talking to parker when he stops mid sentence and beelines straight towards the scene the second his view of you is obstructed by the student’s back, whose face is too close to your’s for jack's comfort. parker just scoffs. rude, she will remember this next time he asks her to do something.

he’s across the floor in record time, “excuse you, how ‘bout you let me handle that?” jack announces himself a little sternly, hands moving into the space to take over and nudge the man away. he says it like it’s obvious, like he should know that it’s something jack is supposed to take care of; the delicate and intimate task of rescuing your earlobe. “gotta be careful,” he’s grumbling out, fingers gentle against your skin as his brow furrows in utter concentration.

the student backs up a step, looking a little startled as he glances between you two and the way you allow the older doctor to free the thread from your white gold stud without any fuss. you’re finally able to drop your shoulder and stand straight, but jack still remains pressed to your side.

“oh—sorry, are you two, like, together?” he asks like it’s already been answered.

“no.” you shoot down immediately, a little hastily if jack was to say.

“something like that” jack’s reply comes at the same time, his head tilting back to size the med student up down his nose. you scowl at him.

the kids face scrunches in confusion at the mixed answers.

“no. we are not together,” you state firmly. more like you were making sure jack knew and not the new guy.

jack’s mouth pulls up the slightest bit at the corners as he looks at you and your stern face. god, he’d love to kiss you. it’s dropped quickly when he turns back to the student, crossing his arms and maybe flexing his biceps for extra oomph as he looks him up and down, “what’s it to you?”

you let out a small groan, glancing up at the ceiling in a silent plea for strength to deal with your ex-boyfriend-still-boss, “oh my god, ignore him,” you say, “i always do.”

“oh..kay,” the student’s saying before scurrying away from whatever that situation was.

you take a two steps back and turn so you’re facing jack.

“that was a bit much, don’t you think?”

he takes one step forward, “just restoring balance,” he shrugs, arms still straining at the sleeves of his scrubs where they’re crossed over his chest, definitely flexing for you now.

“oh please,” you wave off, “he was harmless. and you are annoying.”

jack takes a moment to tuck the hair that’s fallen from your updo behind your ear with a gentleness that is incredibly too loaded for the middle of the night in the emergency room, making your breath stutter. his fingers skim the earrings he remembers buying you for your 3 month anniversary and you try your best to fight your body from leaning into his familiar touch. he leans in a bit closer, hand falling away from your face.

“you love it,” he whispers smugly before heading towards the ambulance bay, leaving you tingling all over and fighting to maintain the walls he keeps trying to break down around your heart.

later, when the new med student walks up to parker, eyes glancing across the room to where he see's dr abbot walking beside you to a patient room, his hand coming up to usher you by the small of your back before you reach back and swat it away harshly. he watches as jack just clasps his arms behind his back and leans closer to you, undeterred.

"so what's their deal?" he's nodding towards the pair. parker looks up from the patient chart briefly to see what he's talking about. she snorts and shakes her head.

"i don't even know how to begin to answer that," she says dryly.

[lovaeir]

sex with sammy is always so intimate, I stand by that! <3

MDNI 18+

Sammy’s got you laid on your back, his sweaty forehead pressed to yours, his lips still sweet from your arousal as they press against yours.

You can feel him drag his cock along your pussy, thick tip splitting the sticky folds. He’s letting out a shaky breath at the feeling, mouth hanging open, eyes squeezed shut. The only sounds you can hear in the dimly lit room is one another’s breathing and your wetness.

He moves one of his hands and fists his cock, tapping it against your clit a couple times before dropping it, thick forearms coming to rest beside your head again. “Y’ ready?” He whispers into your mouth, you nod hips bucking up a little.

He slides in you slowly, his head tipping back, mouth hanging open and giving you the perfect view of his cute teeth and freckled neck. Once he’s shoved all the way inside you, you whisper at him to give you a second to adjust and he does of course. His forehead dropping to yours again, a soft whimper leaving his pretty mouth.

“Okay” you breathe, wiping some curls off his sweaty face, “you can move” you nod. “Yeah?” He whispers, already starting to pull back before pushing deeply back inside of you. You can feel the hairy pudge above his base smushing into your clit and it makes you shiver and lean back against the pillows. He pulls back and lifts your legs, resting them on his shoulder and brining your knees together with one of his hands.

He starts to speed up and you can see your thighs flattening against his stomach with every thrust, he’s whimpering, praising you absentmindedly, “so good baby, fuck” you nod, pawing at his chest, wanting to feel him close again. He shrugs your legs off and moves between them, cock still buried deep inside you. When he goes to hover over you you can feel his tip nuzzled up against your cervix, making you gasp and grab his curls, pulling his face to yours again and kissing him sloppily.

[wesandresons]

ANDREW ‘POPE’ CODY IN EVERY EPISODE SEASON 2, EPISODE 9 Custody

[groovyangelkisses]

pope & his inability to let anyone else near you… like ever.

you’re making a sandwich for you & him at the kitchen island, colorful bikini & sun-warmed skin that smells like coconuts. your back to the fridge, you can see craig trying to scooch by you in your peripheral.

now craig’s a big guy, so it’s going to take a bit of manuevering to get by you (not that he’s complaining). so when he reaches out a tattooed, thick arm to press against the small of your back in a silent “excuse me,” pope’s already on it.

somehow he manages to puff up his chest & look even bigger than his younger brother. “go the other way, bro.” quite literally standing in front of the passage between your back and the fridge.

when craig rolls his eyes, “whatever, man” and goes the other route of the kitchen island, pope cuddles closer to you. head hanging on your shoulder so you can lovingly run your hand along the back of his neck while he pouts, “takin’ too long. come sit with me.”

[taknbythewind]

on a beach vacay rn and i need jack abbot and his farmers tan and freckled shoulders and dorky sandals and i wanna watch the blush creep up his neck when i shed my cover up to reveal my skimpy little bikini!!! jack where are you!?!!