#im yapping

cw: 18+ daddy kink, fauxcest if you squint

i just think dad boyfriend!Jack Abbot that jokingly calls you “kid” one time and it absolutely ruins you. he doesn’t even mean anything by it at first. 

you’re curled up on his couch, sleepy and soft in one of his old shirts, pretending you’re not exhausted even though your eyes keep fluttering shut every five seconds.

he sets a plate in front of you and says “come on, kid. eat something for me.” and it absolutely does something to you, and suddenly your thighs are pressing together. 

i mean the age gap was already obvious. painfully obvious. Jack was older, steadier, more experienced. old enough to be your dad, technically, and the worst part was that you did not mind. not even a little

dad bf Jack who cuts up your food for you when you’re too tired to function.

he just does it because he can tell you’re exhausted and he doesn’t want you wasting whatever little energy you have left pretending you don’t need help.

dad bf jack that holds the fork up when your eyes are half-closed and say, “open.” and his fingers  brush your bottom lip.

dad bf Jack who fucks you so good you actually see stars. he likes the way your attitude disappears first. then your words. then that stubborn little part of you that always tries to stay in control.

he likes getting you to the point where all you can do is hold onto him and take it.

and he talks you through it in that rough, low voice right against your ear.

“there you go.”

“that’s it.”

“don’t hide from me.”

“you wanted this, didn’t you?”

and you’re so far gone you can’t even answer properly.

just nodding, whining, clinging to his shoulders while he keeps you pinned under all that warmth and weight and control.

 and then it slips out 

“dad.”

the kind of word that leaves your mouth before your brain can catch up. 

your eyes go wide. your whole body freezes. you’re already trying to pull away, already mortified.

but Jack? Jack loves it.

you feel it in the way his grip tightens.

the way his breath catches.

the way his mouth drops to your ear, voice wrecked and rough and so much darker than before.

“yeah?” he rasps. “that’s what you needed?”

Big ol' dump of my Cativi fankid stuff so far!

Fun facts I force you to listen to:

Corinne is the eldest by 3 years

Caitlyn carried both of them

Only Cass follows in Vi's footsteps of tattoos/piercings because Corinne is deathly afraid of needles

Corinne is Caitlyn's height and learned how to box from Vi - the combo of skill/reach is deadly

Corinne is an artist - doodled a lot as a child and refined her skill into painting when she got older. Doesn't do it as often as she used to but when she does they're big, detailed pieces. They are hung all over the mansion.

Cass is an inventor. Makes things from the dumbest inventions to modifying her own pistols to a dangerous degree. Learns pistol spinning tricks for fun.

Corinne is the heir and both of them are perfectly content with their roles (or non-roles)

Cass is named after her late grandmother (Vi teasingly used to call her 'Jr' but Cass really got upset about it so that quickly stopped)

Cass gets into trouble more - Corinne is just as guilty of shenanigans but is sneakier about it.

Cass is smart but struggles in school - can't focus, hates busywork

Corinne looks proper, but WILL clock you in the jaw for badmouthing friends/family/her sister

like imagine being one of two members of your home planet, your race, and seeing the only other known member kill himself to protect everyone

imagine seeing the only other being that can push you passed your limits in strength, the one who made a myth real, who made you into a super saiyan, die and refused to be brought back for almost a decade

i feel like he hid his feelings about goku well enough, but he broke at the thought of being the last saiyan in the universe

i want more people to read Cucumber Quest, but it’s so hard to get people to read something that’s not complete.