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cw: andrew ‘pope’ cody x fem!reader, reader has hair, sub!needy!pope, making out, dry humping, hair pulling if you squint, nsfw mdni
your boyfriend has been acting weird all night.
you and andrew have been dating for a few months now, and now that tonight is your three month anniversary, he decided to take you on a date to the nicest, most expensive restaurant in town. you were ecstatic, but he’s been acting… off.
at first you brush it off, telling yourself he’s always been a little odd, a little skittish at times. maybe he’s just in a weird mood today. but when he seems fidgety the whole time you’re at dinner, you decide it’s enough. so, now that the two of you are in the driveway, finally home, you speak up.
“andrew, what’s going on?”
that takes his attention off the steering wheel for a moment, his head snapping up to look at you. “w… what are you talking about?”
you sigh, “please, you know what i’m talking about. you’ve been acting so weird all day, did i do something?”
he furrows his eyebrows, “no, you… you didn’t do anything.” despite what he says, his eyes flit over your face anxiously. it’s bothering you.
“you promise?” your hand extends out to him, holding up your pinky finger for him to link with his.
“i promise,” he agrees, but you notice he’s not looking you in the eye. instead, his eyes are all over you. your bare thighs, the “A” initial necklace hanging low over your chest, the way your dress bunches at your waist. he wants you bad, and you start to realize what’s going on.
the two of you have been dating for four months now, but you’ve never done anything past heavy makeout sessions, which happen a lot. he’s so respectful, he’s been waiting for you to approach it, but he’s really starting to get pent up.
your face softens, “oh, andy… do you want a kiss?”
his eyes widen, but he immediately agrees. “yeah, i do. please.”
he says please so nicely, you can’t possibly deny him, can you? you place your hands on the sides of his face and bring your lips to his so gently that he practically melts.
for a while, it stays like that. just soft, slow kisses that melt his brain. but as you go on, the kisses get deeper, heavier, to the point where he’s holding your waist so tightly his fingers are leaving dents in the fabric of your dress. poor thing is trying so hard to hold back.
you pull away, but just barely. you keep him close enough that you’re whispering into his mouth, you can feel his warm breath on your face. “do you want me closer, andy?”
andrew is in awe. he just… stares at you for a moment, poor thing is so needy for you. “i do, i really do…”
smiling, you crawl into his lap, feeling how hard he is beneath you. you coo at him, “oh, baby, it’s okay… you need me, don’t you?” he doesn’t respond, so you take it as your cue to keep going. “it’s okay. i’ll help.”
soon enough, your mouth is back on his, your hips pressing into his as well. he’s kissing you deeper now, moaning high and loud into your mouth. it’s sloppy and heavy and warm and it’s everything he needs. when you start to grind down into him, that’s when he loses it.
he whines, actually whines. a sound you’ve never heard from him before. his hands tighten in your hair, anchoring you to him. you smile, “does that feel good, baby?”
“mhm. r-really good.” he nods dumbly at your question, his eyes wide and clouded. you can feel him leaking through his jeans, and you know he’s already getting close. you can’t blame him though, really, you’ve been wanting this just as much.
you bring your lips to his ear, “are you close? it’s okay if you are, i know it feels good…”
he nods again, faster this time. “yeah, yeah, i’m… god, angel, please…”
you grind deeper into him now, to the point where he’s practically fucking you through his jeans. your dress and panties are soaked by now, and you’d be lying if you said it didn’t feel good. “c’mon, andy, wanna hear you…”
that pushes him over the edge. he groans loud into your neck, spilling into his boxers. his fingers dig into your back, holding you as close as possible. he keeps whining for a few seconds, coming down from the high, until eventually he’s just a shaking mess in your arms. you rub his back comfortingly, “awh, it’s okay, andy… you did good, you did so good… felt nice, didn’t it…?”
he doesn’t reply, too overstimulated to speak, but he nods weakly against your skin. he’s so tired, you know you should probably take him into the house. you tap his shoulder, “think you can get up? we should go get you cleaned up…”
he listens well, kissing your neck before getting out of the car on shaky legs. as soon as you’re next to him again, he grabs hold of your waist, keeping you as close as possible. once he’s calmed down, he’s definitely returning the favor.
sorry this is shit guys all the sub!pope comments and reblogs got to me and now it’s all i can think about… wrote this in twenty minutes in my hotel bed extremely sunburnt after being on a boat all day x
This is my first requst ever. Im sorry if it doesn't make sense. I wrote this at 3 am loll. Lowkey this has been in my mind for like a week.
So reader has a really bad past like she had a rough childhood. Like her father was abusive. And she finally got away and went as far as possible. She starts working at the pitt and gets together with Jack. But she never tells him about her past until one day her father shows up hurt and she freezes. Jack gets a little snappy bcs maybe it was a hard day and he sends her out of the room. He doesn't see her for the rest of the shift. Until Ellis tell him to stop being a dick and talk to reader. You can come up with how reader tells Jack.
omg anon i’m gonna be so honest im like… really bad at writing angst… but i will try!!! this is such a cute concept but im just warning you it might take a while </3
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I had an idea... Jack abbot x Reader at 2:38 AM (in his day off) with the lights off "jack baby can you open x thing on my phone?" "Sur- OH FUCK* brightness all the way up and this appears (btw thats my phone, creds to kitdere for all the stuff that i used 🙏)
summary: based off this request! it’s the middle of the night on jack’s day off when you ask him to open your phone, completely blinding him in the process.
warnings: nothing… kind of a crackfic tbh, old man jack, implied (legal) age gap
a/n: i’m sorry if this is bad, im on vacation right now and as soon as i got this ask i wanted to write for it because i thought it was so cute!! dividers by @/sweetestpeacreates and @/kthice
jack absolutely loves having days off.
it’s not because he hates his work; no, on the contrary, he loves his work, it’s what keeps him alive. but he loves being with you even more.
tonight, like any other of his nights off, the two of you are in his bed, you sprawled across his chest while you tell him about your day. “it was so fun, jackie, my walk was sooo nice! i saw so many cute animals.”
he’s half asleep, but he’s focusing as best he can. he really just loves hearing you talk, it lulls him into complete serenity. he hums, “yeah, baby….? what animals?”
you go on excitedly, “so, at first i saw this fat orange cat right across from the house, and it was so cute! it let me pet it, so sweet. and then i saw a few birds…”
despite your enthusiasm, your voice is putting him to sleep. he’s trying so hard to stay awake for you, to listen to the story you’re so excited about, but he’s exhausted.
eventually, your voice wakes him back up. you chirp, “jackie, can you do me a favor? pretty please?”
he starts stirring again, rubbing his eyes and sitting up on his arms. “huh…? yeah, baby, what’s up…?”
you keep playing with your hair, already occupied. “can you go on my phone and go to my camera roll, pretty please? wanna show you the bunny i pet.”
“mhm, you got it…” he mutters, still somewhat half asleep as he reaches for your phone and unplugs it from where its charging. as soon as he turns it on, he’s practically blinded by how bright it is. everything is so… colorful. intense.
he groans, “jesus christ, baby, what the hell is wrong with your phone…?”
you frown at him, “what’s wrong with it? is it broken?” you lean over to look at it, and you see him shutting his eyes tight and rubbing them to relieve the shock he just went through. you giggle, “oh, is it too bright? jack, it’s just colorful. it’s fun.”
“fun is… i don’t know, not this, sweetheart. this is so bad for your eyes.” he’s still rubbing his eyes, like the drama king he is. it’s really not that bad, he’s just sensitive.
rolling your eyes, you give in, “fine, fine, i’ll turn the brightness down.” you fix your settings, then turn back to him. “c’mon, i wanna show you the bunny. look.”
he smiles when you show him the cute photos of you and the bunny, loving how you’re just naturally so… friendly. even shy animals love you. “s’cute, baby.
you giggle, “thank you, old man,” and press a kiss to his nose. “give me the phone, wanna show you some more photos.”
pope showing you how much he misses you when you’re not there <3
nsfw mdni!! based on this ask ♡
you’ve been away on a girl’s trip for the past three days, and to say pope is suffering is an understatement. he never realized how badly he was attached to you, how much he needed you, but now that you’re gone he’s going insane.
it doesn’t help, either, that he’s been insanely horny. he’s refrained from doing anything about it, though. he wants to wait until you get back, he thinks he’ll be worth it that way. but when you call him randomly and he hears your voice again, he can’t help it.
you chirp into the phone, “hi, andy! are you busy? i missed you!” you’re so happy, so unaware of how badly he needs you.
he groans into his pillow, fighting to not press his hips into the bed. “i… no, not busy, angel. what did you need?” his voice is rougher, deeper than usual.
initially, you assume he’s upset with you for bothering him. you frown, “sorry, i just wanted to talk…”
he panics, “no, no, love. don’t be sorry. i just…” he can’t help but groan again, and you start to realize what’s really going on.
you soften, “aww, baby, are you needy?” he’s never really like this, he’s always so… dominant. he takes what he needs. but right now, he’s almost submissive.
his face reddens, but he nods into the pillow, “yeah… m’needy, angel… need you…”
for a moment, you stop to think, then murmur into the phone, “take care of it for me, andy.”
“w-what?” his head snaps up, surprised. you know he doesn’t really ever ‘take care’ of himself, he has you.
you grin, “c’mon, andy. touch yourself for me. i wanna hear it.”
it’s silent on the other end for a moment, but then you hear soft rustling and you can tell he’s palming himself over his jeans. “good boy, that’s good. doesn’t it feel nice?”
pope nods quickly, “yeah, it… feels nice…” his breathing hitches a bit as he speeds up.
“take off your jeans, feel yourself. i wanna hear it,” you whisper, and you do. you hear his breathing pick up even more, and he accidentally lets out a soft moan. you giggle, “wow, i’ve never heard that sound from you before. you really need me, huh?”
he whines, “yeah, i do… please, i do…” he’s stroking himself fast and rough, the same way he always fucks you when he’s missed you.
you can’t believe what’s going on, but you’re not complaining. you’ve never seen him like this before. “are you close, andy?”
he’s trying so hard to keep his composure, he can’t cum just from this. “i…”
you shush him, “it’s okay. i want you to. cmon, andy, let go for me, you’ve been so good.”
he tries, he really does, but the second you say that he loses all control. he lets out a high whine as he spills into his hand, and you can hear his breath stuttering as he comes down from his high. you smile, “you okay?”
“yeah, i’m… fuck…” he sighs, and you can practically hear him melting into the bed. he always gets so sleepy after you fuck, it’s cute.
you can tell he’s falling asleep, so you assure him, “i’ll stay on the phone until you’re asleep, don’t worry.”
he relaxes at that, curling into the pillow you usually sleep with. “okay… can’t wait for you to get home.” with that, he falls asleep, and it’s safe to say he has some very nice dreams about you after hearing you talk him through it.
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it’s 9:00 when sammy gets home, and he’s exhausted. the day’s been rough, to put it simply, and all he really wants is to just take a nice, warm shower and lay down with his girl.
as soon as you hear him walking through the door, you’re running to him and squealing, “sammy baby! you’re back!” you pepper kisses across his face, clearly happy to see him after a long shift. “how was work? i missed you! did you get the lunch i packed for you?”
ever since you found out about how… lacking in affection his marriage with tammi was, you’ve made it your mission to make sammy feel as happy and cared for as possible, and that started with packing cute little lunches every day. it’s always something different, always with fruits cut into cute little shapes and with a note telling him you love him and you hope his day goes well.
sammy is tired, but damn if he can’t resist you. he gives a tired grin, “yeah, baby, i missed you too. work was tiring, y’know how it is… but the lunch helped.” he kisses your hair, finally relaxing after such a long day. “wanna take a shower. you gonna come with me?”
you nod quickly, always up for a quick shower with him. it’s one of your favorite things to do, you love feeling close to him that way, and you love being able to take care of him when he’s not feeling the best. “mhm! let’s go!”
in the shower, you and sammy just… relax for a while. you’re in his arms, lathering him with his favorite soap while telling him about your day. he likes coming home to this, likes hearing you talk while you take care of him. you’re so good to him and he knows it.
eventually you tap his cheek to get his attention and ask, “do you want me to wash your hair?” you wash his hair with your shampoo sometimes, just because he likes smelling like you. and because maybe yours is softer than his 3-in-1.
sammy hums, “yeah, i do, actually. thank you, angel.” he kisses your forehead, allowing you to work the shampoo into his hair and wash it for him.
when the two of you are done in the shower, you curl up on the couch together, putting on his favorite tv show. it’s kind of shitty, but he loves it so you always watch it with him. you rest your head on your shoulder, “are you feeling better now, sammy?”
he doesn’t respond, so you turn to look at him, only to find he’s fallen asleep like that. you smile softly, closing your eyes and just reveling in the calm of the night.
slightly longer version of this imagine ♡ nsfw mdni
pope has been out all day on a job for smurf, and he’s completely exhausted. he’s spent the whole day fighting and getting his hands dirty, and right now all he really wants is to be with his girl.
when he walks into your room, he finds you curled up in bed, already asleep. you look so soft, so pretty for him, he can’t help but crawl in next to you and kiss you awake. his lips trail along your neck and up to your ear, so he can whisper, “hey, baby, i’m home.”
it takes a few moments, but eventually you stir, your bleary eyes squinting at him as they focus. “oh… hi andy…” you tug him closer and close your eyes, already falling back asleep. “missed you…”
pope smiles, “yeah, missed you too, sweetheart.” he pulls the blankets away slowly to find you in just his t-shirt and a pair of thin panties. they’re already wet. “oh, you did miss me, didn’t you?”
you hide your face in his neck, “mhm…” while his hand trails up to your inner thighs. you let out a gasp and start to shut them but he murmurs, “no, baby, it’s okay. just wanna play a bit, yeah?” this just makes you more shy, but he pushes gently, “i’ll go slow, promise. just wanna feel you…”
you don’t stop him, so he plays with you a bit, just like he said he would. just gently rubbing over your panties, getting you ready for him.
by the time he’s undoing his belt and stepping out of his trousers, you’re face down on the bed, hugging his pillow, all sleepy and pliant the way he wanted you. so when he starts fucking into you from behind, you have no complaints, you’re right where you want to be.
nsfw mdni andrew ‘pope’ cody who loves coming home to his sleepy girl <3
andrew hates being out late, hates coming home from jobs at 2am when you’re already asleep.
but he does love sliding in bed next to you, all sleepy and satiated after missing him all day. he practically melts when you mumble, “mm… hi baby, missed you…” and nuzzle into his chest.
he presses himself into your back, kissing your neck, “missed you too, angel. so much. thought about you all day…”
you always sleep in just a big t-shirt of his and a pair of panties, so it isn’t hard for him to touch you. he rubs gentle circles over the fabric, “couldn’t wait to get home to you… wanna play a little before you go to sleep? i’ll go slow, i promise…”
when you nod, he starts rocking into you from behind, his arms around you and his lips against your neck the whole time. and he’s so good, he even keeps his promise to go slow, despite how needy he’s been all day <3
omg it’s insane to me that this is getting so much attention… i wrote this half asleep and horny at like 2am after coming home from the cinema </3 all the reblogs are making me giggle thank you guys!!! i’ve been super busy these past few weeks (i’ve been out every day. save me) and i’m going on vacation in like two days so i hope these little blurbs are enough for everyone :3
nsfw mdni andrew ‘pope’ cody who loves coming home to his sleepy girl <3 longer ver
andrew hates being out late, hates coming home from jobs at 2am when you’re already asleep.
but he does love sliding in bed next to you, all sleepy and satiated after missing him all day. he practically melts when you mumble, “mm… hi baby, missed you…” and nuzzle into his chest.
he presses himself into your back, kissing your neck, “missed you too, angel. so much. thought about you all day…”
you always sleep in just a big t-shirt of his and a pair of panties, so it isn’t hard for him to touch you. he rubs gentle circles over the fabric, “couldn’t wait to get home to you… wanna play a little before you go to sleep? i’ll go slow, i promise…”
when you nod, he starts rocking into you from behind, his arms around you and his lips against your neck the whole time. and he’s so good, he even keeps his promise to go slow, despite how needy he’s been all day <3
summary: when you get home from work one day, you find a cat outside your and jack’s apartment. he’s reluctant to take it in, but maybe you can convince him…
pairing: jack abbot x reader
warnings: homeless cat :( (that is given a home shhhh), takes place during winter/holiday season (i love winter okay don’t judge), nothing serious! just light fluff and petnames
a/n: IM SORRY i know i said i wasn’t writing for shawn characters anymore but this was in my drafts and i couldn’t help but finish it 😓 i hope you guys don’t hate me too much for coming back haha, enjoy! title from hello kitty kat by the smashing pumpkins
jack abbot masterlist
when you left for work this morning, it was snowing, but not nearly as much as it is now that you’re walking to your car, about to go home.
you’re practically blown away by the wind the second you walk out of your office building, no doubt from the blizzard that started just a few hours ago, and you’re already ankle deep in snow as you get out onto the street.
just as you’re about to turn the corner and finally get to your area of the parking garage, you see it. a small cardboard box just… sitting against the concrete wall. and, over the sounds of the wind thrashing in your ears, you hear the tiniest little meow.
immediately, you run over to find a small orange kitten staring up at you from the box, looking like sunshine but shivering as it’s wriggled its way out of the blankets it was wrapped in.
“oh, oh no!” you gasp, kneeling down to get to the kitten’s level, seeing its obvious distress. “awh, poor baby…”
frowning, you lift it into your arms. it’s so tiny, you can tell barely a month old. you know you need to take it home, who else will take care of it?
“okay, you’re coming home with me, kitty!” you decide triumphantly. you start to carry it to your car, but then you remember your boyfriend, jack, isn’t as easy as you are. you have no idea how he’ll react, but you decide you’ll just see when you get home.
the sky is dark now as you step out of your car, and jack is surprisingly home for once, his lucky day off. you walk into the house and kick your shoes off, calling out, “love, i’m home!” and making no mention of the tiny bundle of fur in your arms.
“in here, babe!” jack calls out from the living room, where he usually waits for you to get home.
you walk into the room to greet him and he gets up from the couch to meet you in the middle, kissing your cheek before noticing the blankets you have balled up in your arms. “what’s this, honey?
“you have to promise you won’t get mad, okay?” you hold out your free hand for him, already intending to make him pinky promise.
apprehensively, he agrees, “alright, what is it?” wc stops here
you unwrap the blankets to reveal the small, auburn-colored kitten in your arms, already noticing the surprised look on his face. “you promised you wouldn’t get mad!”
“i’m not mad, im just…” he sighs, “love, what is this? where did it even come from?”
“i found her outside my office! in the parking garage, someone just left her there!” you look so sad when you say it, devastated by the idea that someone could do such a thing. “there’s a storm out there, jack! i couldn’t just let her freeze! she looked so cold, oh, poor thing…” you coo at her while she just stares up at you with wide eyes. you think she’s the most adorable thing.
jack thinks otherwise, though. “look, i get it, but we can’t keep it. you know that. with the holidays coming up and everything… do you even know how much it would cost to take it to the vet?” 
desperately, you answer, “i know! i’ll pay for it! i’ll get my bonus in a few weeks, you know i’ll pay it all back. please, jack, she needs a home. look how tiny she is!”
the kitten just stares up at him and gives a pathetic little meow, practically begging him to give in.
he sighs again and rubs a hand over his face, “just… for now. we’ll take her in for a night or two and see how it goes.”
you squeal and hug him, “oh, thank you! i knew you’d give in, you’re the best! come on, i wanna give it a warm bath…”
he smiles softly and shakes his head, watching you run towards the bathroom, and follows you in there. he can’t deny you anything, really.
once the bath is done, jack presses you to get in yourself. “i know you’ve had a long day, love, and you were freezing when you walked in. the cat’s fine, its asleep in the living room.”
you frown, “i know, but i’m worried about it. what if it gets hurt while i’m in there?”
he gently wraps his arms around your waist, “i’ll watch over it. you just take care of yourself for now, alright?”
it doesn’t take long for you to give in, you’re exhausted. “alright, just… make sure the cat is fine.”
with a kiss on the cheek and an encouraging smile, he sends you off, “i will, i will. go shower, i promise it’s okay.”
an hour later, you return to the living room in a pair of his sweatpants and one of his old t-shirts from his military days; both of which are too big for you, but it’s not like you mind.
you’re surprised to find that he isn’t in there anymore, and you hear quiet murmuring from the kitchen instead.
following the sound, you walk in there to find him knelt down in the corner, feeding the kitten out of his hand and quietly cooing at it, “good girl! you’re hungry, aren’t you? that’s good…”
you giggle and walk over to him, “are you playing, tough mr. abbot?” kneeling down next to him to watch the kitten eat.
jack shrugs, “not playing, just… y’know, she needed to be fed, so i ordered some food to the house.” but he’s petting her while he says it.
“i think we should name her paprika,” he muses, prompting you to laugh.
“paprika? why’s that?”
he’s still just watching her, “because of her color. it’s a cute name, i don’t know.”
you suddenly grin, realizing he’s already trying to name her. “oh, so we’re naming her now? does that mean we can keep her?”
“no, no, no. don’t start getting ideas. i just meant… if we were to keep her.” he’s defensive, but you can tell he’s really starting to consider it.
smiling, you kiss his cheek, “sure, sure. we’ll just see about that.” you let the cat settle into your lap, “i’m tired from work, honestly all i really want is to lay down on the couch… it’s not too bad if we just let her roam for a bit, right?”
he softens, “no, of course not. let’s go relax, she’ll be alright.”
with that, the two of you walk back to the couch, settling in with your head in his lap while he picks some shitty movie for you to watch. it’s not long until you drift off, exhausted from the day and the warmth of his skin on yours.
a few hours later, you wake again, rubbing the sleep from your eyes and murmuring, “sorry, babe, did i fall asleep on you…?”
there’s no answer, though. you open your eyes and look up at him to find him asleep as well, but now with the cat safely curled up against his arm. he fell asleep petting her.
you soften, realizing your boyfriend really is the sweetest. and the next morning, you’re not surprised when you see the collar and food bowls he ordered for her at the front door.
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