content warning ♪ – age gaps, power imbalances, stepcest, fauxcest, not much smut, but all of these men are pervs, inappropriate relationships, manipulation, dub-con elements, light stalking...i think? dark stuff (parent death...yeah.), jerking off, breeding kink and much more but i forgot! (characters: jack abbot, andrew cody, charlie reid, brett richards, sammy bryant, terry mccandless, grant reilly, titus danforth)
della's note ♪ – here's some della shawn hatosy word vomit for you guys!! expect many grammar issues, misspelled words, and redundant words. enjoy! (i might make a part 2 for the more underrated dada's)
dads best friend ♪: jack abbot
i mean i don’t even i have to explain. he’s a widower, he’s got no kids, and he also has a canon best friend that everyone can make their dad yk?? i don’t think jack would actually fuck his best friends daughter but it’s so much fun to imagine. likeee you guys are super close and you literally call him uncle jack bc him and ur dad are so close. he doesn’t play about u at all and he’s so touchy bc that’s normal for u guys. forehead kisses, pet names, gifts. your dad says that he’s spoiling you but ofc he never stops. he texts u and checks up on u when he has seen u in a while and you have such a fat gross crush on him bc he’s the perfect man in ur eyes.
neighbors to lovers ♪: andrew cody
sooo in my mind i can see andy falls for some cute girl that’s completely different than he is and he’d accidentally stalk her. it’s genuinely a mistake. he’ll see you around and subconsciously note that you go to this grocery in the afternoon on tuesdays and he’ll be there too…ITS NOT ON PURPOSE. he watches you leave your house every morning and he wants to follow u to make sure ur safe but i really doesn’t want to make u uncomfortable. he really likes u. you end up giving him a little wave when you make eye contact with him and he waves back slowly…its kinda creepy. you just think he’s shy. he is. you start making convoss and keepin an eye for him bc he’s super hot and nice and he’s so so so obsessed and in love…he can’t even put it into words.
stepdad x stepdaughter ♪: charlie reid
you cannot tell me this evil ass nigga isn’t a toxic, gross, ass stepdad. he’s genuinely evil and he manipulates you so well. this is dark as hell but imagine your mom and him got married and after they’ve been together for a few years, you mom dies. and charlie’s there for you the wholeeeee time. he tells you that he’ll always be there for you and just bc your mom isn’t here anymore, he’ll still be your dad. this seems like a sweet sentiment, but it’s really not. he’s gonna use all of his support against you and tell you that there’s only one way he wants u to pay him back. and a less darker imagine but still fucked up, charlie and your mom have an okay relationship and whenever him and your mom get into a fight, he waits till she’s asleep, sneaking into your and lets off some steam.
power imbalance ♪: brett richards
there’s many shawn fuckables that can fit this trope but i decided to brett for this one bc i’ve have this scenario in my mind since i started watching his episodes of fire country. the fire station hates brett bc he wants to do stuff different and they’re bitter and blah blah blah. you’re the new girl. you got hired a little before the og chief passed so you’re not very used to anything. brett can tell how easier you’re able to persuade. so he starts planting little seeds to make you think ur best than all the other firefighters. he tells you that you’re a perfect example of the new way he wants the firefighters to work. he tells you that he wishes he’d have a whole bunch of you’s in the fire station. he tells you that ur smart and gorgeous and that he’d love to have you by his side. he starts calling you to his office bc he likes to have one on one time with you because you just get him so well. then there’s touching, pet names, and all of that jazz to make you melt like butter in his hands. you just needed some heat!
babysitter fic: ♪: sammy bryant
everyone saw this one coming donttt lie. sammy is just soooo stress from work and his crazy ass ex wife and you’re genuinely perfection manifested before his eyes. when he first met you, he was tongue-tied. you’re gorgeous, well-spoken, smart, good with kids, not fucking insane—PERFECT. his mind runs wild whenever he sees you with little nate. you handle him with such care and passion, he can’t help but hold up with admiration…and maybe think about getting you pregnant and making nate a big brother. he knows that you’d be such a good mommy, you’re already so good with nate. but he tries to be normal about it. you’re his employee technically. and you’re definitely not ready to have kids of your own just yet…right? you were straight of college and only doing this for some extra cash. the man could help but imagine how life would be to have you as his.
co-workers to...something toxic ♪: terry mccandless
terry is a fucked, freaked out mess! this man has a awful corruption kink, and when his eyes land you—the new, pretty sergeant who looks like a lost lamb with wide eyes that glimmer with innocence—he finds his new target. he pretends like he wants to show you the ropes, that he wants to make sure you’ve got a stable head on your shoulders as you navigate your new job. he actually doesn’t give a fuck, but this gives him the perfect opportunity to make an impression on you. he slowly teaches you his corrupt ways (the non-sexual one) and builds him self up as a figure to look up into in your mind. all of this works perfectly; you never question him, you don’t bat an eye when he touches you inappropriately, and you want to impress him. he starts taking you out places—never calling them dates—to get you more comfortable outside of the workplace. first, it’s the park, then the diner, then his bedroom where he’s slutting you out in ways you couldn’t imagine.
teacher x student ♪: grant reilly
grant cherishes you more than anything, besides cooking itself. you’re his protege, his apprentice, his student, the young women who he cares so so deeply about. you and grant have spent more time together than you recall. hours in the restaurant’s kitchen, his kitchen, your kitchen—any kitchen actually—cooking alongside each other. for a while, grant didnt let you cook. you were on watch duty. he said that was the best way to learn before you got your hands messy. you were a bit begrudged at first, but you like listening to grant. you valued every word from his lips. grant never looked at you in an inappropriate manner, but he wasn’t blind! he knew that you were a very pretty girl with pretty hands and pretty hair and a pretty face and smile and body…but you were his student. the fucker even said you were like a daughter to him. but goodness…sometimes it was all too much for him. the eagerness in your eyes to learn more would send chills down his spine. that’s when he’d cut the lesson short and send your pretty self home for the night. once you leave, he sighs like he’s been hold the breath in for hours. his head would fall in his hands as he curses to him. “what the fuck is wrong with you, man. what are you doing??” the self-shame would follow him all the way into his bedroom and he’d flop down on his bed. he jerks off to the thought of you like the dirty old man he is and acts like everything is completely normal the next time he sees you.
boss x employee ♪: titus danforth
yes yes yes i HAD two ideas for titus but literally everyone does arranged marriage so im gonna be creative (no i have not seen the movie yet but i’ve read enough fics to know what he’s like) you work for the danforths. the weird, rich family that’s definitely not into some evil ass shit. you don’t know much about him. you just work for him. 3 days a week you come into family estate to clean. there’s never anything to clean…weirdly. so you end up lounging around when nobody’s looking. you THINK nobody is looking, but titus is. he’s always lurking when you’re around. you NEVER notice it until he decided to make himself known. he tells you he needs to talk you about something important. this being your job because apparently you just slack all day long. you apologize profusely. this job always pays more than it should for the “work” you’re doing. you’d be stupid to fumble it. but titus isn’t completely evil, he tells you he’s got a way for you to make it up to him <33
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I watched you suffer a dull aching pain
Now you decided to show me the same
No sweeping exits or offstage lines
Could make me feel bitter or treat you unkind
Wild horses couldn't drag me away
Wild, wild horses, couldn't drag me away
I know I dreamed you a sin and a lie
I have my freedom but I don't have much time
Faith has been broken, tears must be cried
Let's do some living after we die
Wild horses couldn't drag me away
Wild, wild horses, we'll ride them some day
1975. When Jack Abbot returns from the Vietnam War, it feels like he's lost a hell of a lot more than just a leg.
Suddenly he's sickened by the small-town politics that used to dominate his life. Everybody feels inauthentic when you've spent the last eight months fighting to survive, all because your birthday got pulled out of a hat.
Everybody except you, that is.
Not quite a friend, not quite a lover.
The only person he can stand to be around.
When you suggest getting out of Texas, driving wherever the wind takes you, Jack's quick to agree. Maybe the wild horses aren't so far out of reach.
3am and you're exhausted. You go to the break room in search of coffee only to find your favourite attending stood over the ancient machine making it's last protested gurgle.
"You look awful." You joked as you walked into the small room. He was slightly slumped over the counter, eyes shadowed by his dark circles.
"Thanks." He laughed, straightening his back. His eyes drifted over you for a second too long. "You on the other hand..." His smile deepened. "You look unfairly put together for three in the morning."
You poked your tongue out to lick your lips as you fell into a small giggle.
It's been like this for months. You and him being flirtatious, hovering over eachother for longer than needed, catching his eyes from accross the ER.
You stepped closer, brushing his shoulder to reach for a mug. You felt bold.
"You see these two fingers here?" You raise your left hand wiggling your ring and middle finger.
"Yes. Your digitus annularis and your digitus medius." Always the doctor you thought.
You leaned closer to him, resting your right hand just above his hip as you whispered in his ear,
"These are the fingers I pumped into my pussy..." your lips hovered above the shell of his ear, "...just before shift. Thinking of you."
His fingers circled your elbow before he'd even seemed to decide to move. Not rough but careful. As though he couldn't trust himself with anything firmer, pulling back so he could see your face. "Sweatheart. Careful now. I'm your senior."
His expression never wavered, but the breath he drew in wasn't steady. It caught somewhere in his chest before escaping in a measured exhale, the only crack in an otherwise practiced composure.
"That's the thing Dr. Abbot, that kinda does something for me." You bit your lower lip never breaking eye contact.
This was wrong. You are his staff, he has a duty of care over you. His breathing laboured and his eyes drifted to your lips, if only for a second, before snapping back to your eyes. He hoped you'd missed it. You didn't.
"This is highly inappropriate." His voice was low enough that only you could hear it. "I'm your attending." He repeated it as if reminding himself rather than you.
You drop your digits onto his lips, slowly moving them down onto his chin.
"Would you like me to stop Dr. Abbot?" You smirked at him.
He went still but found his lower jaw dropping ever so slighlty. Daring you. Inviting you in. You couldn't help the big grin pulling at your mouth and you brought your fingers to the tip of his tongue, the ones you please yourself with.
His tongue felt rigid but your fingers glided over it with ease, pushing in until his lips wrapped around your knuckles. You didn't notice when he had shut his eyes but he was fully under your control just waiting for you to try something else.
You slowly pulled your wrist back feeling his warm lips falter around your fingers, his tongue now placid around your fingertip. Slowly, you dipped them back in, pushing past his tongue until he reached your knuckles again and you heard the faintest moan catch in his throat. You pulled them out entirely now and watched his eyes open heavily.
He stared at you for a long moment, saying nothing. The silence stretched until it became its own answer. When he finally spoke, his voice was rough around the edges. "When this shift is over..." He swallowed once. "May I take you to breakfast?"
"Dr. Abbot, I would love to." You smile. "Oh but you might wanna take care of this before heading back out there."
Your fingertips brushed the front of his scrub trousers for the briefest moment before you stepped away, taking his coffee.
"You should probably compose yourself, Doctor." His gaze followed you to the door. "Wouldn't want anyone getting the wrong idea."
I WUVVVV political jack abbot !!! All the drabbles / works published so far are all cutesy or sexc … I was wondering what would be angsty for their case :000
"We can't do this anymore," You shake your head, a single tear trickling down your cheek. "It'll ruin both of us."
Jack is pacing back and forth, frustration seeping into every movement. "I don't care if it ruins me. I'll resign. Take the fall, and it'll all blow over-"
"Mr. Vice President-"
"Enough with the Vice President bullshit!" He finally snaps, spinning on his heel to face you. It's the angriest you've ever seen him. "I-I told you I loved you, I was inside you last night - you do not get to call me that. Not after everything."
You recoil just slightly at his tone, and you can tell he immediately regrets it, shrinking back just a little. "I should never have let this get so far," You mumble pitifully.
"You're acting like it's a fucking business deal - or something bill you need votes for."
It's your turn to get angry, annoyance flaring. Crossing your arms, you glare at him. "Everything is a business deal in this city. I thought you'd know that by now."
Your voice is colder than you intend, and you turn away to hide the anguish in your expression.
"I didn't even want this fucking job-"
"Well, I want mine," You reply. "We're not all so lucky as to waltz into the White House without a care in the world. Some of us had to work like hell to get here. Pity you don't seem to care about how this might impact me."
With that, you move to storm out, but Jack grabs your arm, fingers curling around your bicep. "Honey, I didn't mean it like that-"
"I don't really care how you meant it. Let me go."
can I please get more vice president Jack x reader - how they started? Did Jack pursue her? Did reader try to stay away because of the power dynamics??
was going to save this for finishing an actual fic but it's been months so you can have a moodboard for now <3
When the news breaks that Robby and Jack won the democratic primaries, it takes every ounce of restraint in your body to keep from looking at the newly elected Vice Presidential candidate.
When you finally give in, and allow your gaze to drift over to Jack Abbot, he's already watching you, a soft smile on his face while the team celebrates around him.
He jerks his chin towards the offices down the hall, and you catch his drift immediately. It's a terrible idea to follow him, but your body starts moving before your mind can catch up.
You're an adult. You can be around someone you find attractive without doing anything about it.
"How does it feel to be the future Vice President of the United States?" You ask, shutting the door to his office behind you.
"Not as good as it feels to be Jack to you."
Your heart thumps erratically, and you swallow. "Flirt."
He takes a step forward, slowly so as to allow you plenty of time to back off, but you stay put. "This thing between us just got a whole lot more forbidden."
You tilt your head, a smile tugging at your lips. "What thing between us? We haven't even kissed."
"Don't you think that's the best part? I've had relationships less intimate than this. Think about how good the real thing would be."
You have a feeling you're going to come to regret the next words that fall from your lips. "Why don't we find out?"
