⚠︎ — incest (daddaughter), grooming, sexual abuse, neglect, coercion (julian is being coerced, kaye!reader has been coerced), dubcon, dead dove. ✎ — concept formulated with my kitty, @kittyorg. the concept of this au is supposed to be sad/uncomfortable. if you do not want to read themes like that, please refrain from this AU.

synopsis . . . In an alternate universe where Julian is released from prison and finds out he has a daughter, it feels like looking in a mirror when he realizes she lived a duplicate of his childhood but cushioned by wealth. During the day, kaye!reader's childhood was spent making paper crowns and dressing up dolls, but her nights were filled with climbing into Richard's bed. Upon her realization that Julian is her real father, kaye!reader decides that cutting ties with her family and moving in with Julian will somehow erase the nearly twenty something years of abuse she experienced with Michelle and Richard.

⋆˚࿔ KAYE!READER ⋆˚࿔

description . . . Being a Stratton has always come with a price to pay, especially considering you carry reminders of the shame of Michelle's affair with Julian. When Julian is released from prison and you come to terms with the fact you have been raised with a man who is not actually your father, there are some choices to make.

traits . . . girlish ﹠ gracious. blissfully unaware ﹠ creative. your anxious attachment has never been an issue until now, the word 'no' is something you've never heard before, ﹠ boundaries were never learned. what are those?

bubble grunge!reader is no stranger to waking up in a wet bed, that girl is a mess | warnings . . . 18+, piss, mentioned drug/alcohol abuse, humiliation/degredation (kind of, sort of), emetophobia (no vom, just nausea description)

it's not like you fall asleep and think to yourself oh i hope i wake up to a mess tomorrow ! most of the time it's an i hope i wake up at all ! that aside, it's not new and usually it's not even embarrassing. it just is. another mess to clean up, another set of pyjamas thrown in the wash, another day that'll inevitably be forgotten.

it's also not surprising to wake up in a bed you don't recognise. in a room with walls so blank if it weren't for the comfortable (albeit wet) bed beneath you you could convince yourself you'd somehow managed to end up in a ward.

"well look who finally decided to wake up."

jack's voice is gruff and low in a way that makes the nausea get a little turned around in your lower abdomen. mean and stern and fatherly. the vertigo an equal product of that tone and the cocktail of bullshit you'd consumed the day prior.

the shock of cold air that hits sweaty limbs as he pulls the comforter back has you shivering, curling up around yourself and ignoring the slight squish of plush bedding beneath you. jack, however, evil as he is, doesn't let you ignore it for long.