sunnydayjackass - Tumblr blog

[sunnydayjackass]

Hellooo, I am somewhat new to the Sunny Day Jack fandom, and have comedically formed an instantaneous hyperfixation on it. While also being a very big fan of FNAF Security Breach, my brain has been constantly running around the possibility of the senario or just some headcanons: Where y/n either works as a security guard, a general staff member, or even a daycare attendant with Moondrop and Sundrop at the Pizzapelx. Or maybe the yogurt shop y/n works at in game is implemented into the Pizzaplex. How would the boys react to y/n working at such a big place, and possibly the dark history behind it? Could y/n possibly get involved with Gregory, Glamrock Freddy, and Vanny? And since Jack is basically attached to y/n’s hip, how would he react to the whole situation more specifically considering his a ghost or spirit? I know this is a bit of a crossover kind of request, but I would love to see this kind of development!

Sorry anon, I'm not super versed with FNAF and this is pretty much an SDJ centric blog. Not really something I'd feel up to tackling as it's a tall order.

[sunnydayjackass]

Do you think Jack appears on camera? Obviously not to everyone else but to Y/N? They cuddling on the couch and he's dozed off leaning on them and they try to take a cute "with the sleepy partner" selfie. Do you think Jack just doesn't appear or Y/N gets their cute shot but to everyone else it's just a selfie of them? Or you think he's there for everyone to see but as a looming ghostly shadow and that's how he looks on security footage too, other people worry for Y/N but they like the prove.

If memory serves, I don't think Jack appears on any media or reflective surfaces even to MC. They make the comment early on in the game that he doesn't appear in mirrors and I believe can't be photographed. I'd reckon that the same would then be said for recording photos but who knows-- the devs could switch that up as they see fit to.

Personally I think it's another creative way to continue the driving force that Jack wants so desperately to be real to the MC but is constantly reminded out in the world that he's incredibly limited. He can be experienced by you and really...nothing and nobody else. Or rather anybody else is on the receiving end of a real fuckin bad time.

As much as Jack would love to be able to. Every look into an empty mirror or blank space in photos is a reminder that there is a long way for him to go.

[sunnydayjackass]

Hi jack so feeling to love of my heartbeat say I Love You

Hey friendo, this isn't a character ask blog. I might do an event of my approximation of such but I'm not doing it currently or running this blog as such.

I'm Rue, not Jack, Shaun, or Ian.

If you do have requests for little fics, scenarios, or headcannons you're more than welcome to pitch them in the ask box. It's very full right now but I'm coming off my smoke break and tinkering with a few as of current.

[sunnydayjackass]

Hi! Just wondering what requests you have in your inbox? I sent one a while back but tumblr tends to nom my asks so I thought I’d check if you don’t mind?

I'm still on my smoke break, getting my new apartment unpacked and settled, still have fam staying with me till the weekend post funeral. But I hope to jump back into writing once everything has settled down.

Currently I have almost 50 asks lol so I wouldn't doubt that yours is likely in there just waiting to be worked on.

[sunnydayjackass]

Reminder to not compare yanderes to bpd.

It’s very harmful and ablest to do so. And bpd is already so stigmatized. 

[sunnydayjackass]

please help me i can’t find any post with the sdj characters halloween costumes and i’m trying to convince my friends to play and it would help me as they are weak

https://twitter.com/SunnyDayJack/status/1569468762130366466?t=Net6ZWrkzy0f0qsFlXGfDQ&s=19

Here's the link to the costume art from the SDJ twitter. Hope that helps! ❤

[sunnydayjackass]

Y/N with Jack after a long day!

[sunnydayjackass]

do you write for male readers or gender neutral readers at all?

My writing is for EVERYONE. I really try to write everything as neutral as possible so everyone can enjoy it. If there is anatomy/gender/anything specific specified in the ask or if it's all my brain can come up with-it will be noted up top.

That being said, if y'all have specific asks I'm willing to do the research as best I can to write it out to thr best of my ability for you if you can be patient with me. Fandoms are for everyone and should be enjoyed as such!

[sunnydayjackass]

Can i have uuuuuhhh more incubus!jack? It can be hcs or a short scenario, anything u prefer 👌🏼

Nsfw under the cut

"Oh Sunshine...just look at you.. " Jack's voice rumbles through his chest against your back, forked tongue dragging along the sensitive spot on the column of your neck. Your hands are gripping the pillow, fluffy cotton caught between your teeth as you bite down upon it to muffle your groan. Your torso is propped up by your elbows, ass perked high and back in s deliberate sinful arch. You feel dizzy, overstimulated already and he hasn't even been inside you yet.

Orgasms had racked your flushed frame several times already by fingers, tongue, and teeth- marks adorn your body in various spots. Mottled purples and crimsons, teeth marks, decorate your throat down your torso, the inside of your thighs, your hips...and you savor each one. "You're shaking." You're more than shaking, you're quivering in anticipation, you're slick and sticky by his ministrations, needy and had your mouth not been full- you'd be begging.

"So delicious...so divine..." Jack hums against your skin as his hands trace over your curves, every dip and swell. You keen, pressing your hips back against him, his touch ignites your nerves and all you can think of is him. Is Jack. The demon you invite into your home, into your bed night after night. Your whines aren't lost on him, no, Jack is more than content to orchestrate you like a sinful symphony. You can feel the warmth if him behind you, the brush of his cock against your ass from time to time- you want it, you need it. Him- friction, stimulation,-

A crisp thwack is heard, spade tipped tail whipping down onto the swell of your ass leaving a small almost heart shaped welt in it's wake. It has you jolt, your aroused hole already drooling obscenely but the action only makes you shudder all the more. Jack hums low, approvingly as his hand smoothes over the skin. "I'm sorry...too rough? I just couldn't resist." Too rough? Not rough enough.

You swallow thickly, brain sluggishly forming the words for your lips to form. "Pl-ease." You choke out, eyes glazed with tears as you try to look over your shoulder. There's a glow to the marks upon his body, his horns have curved upwards and out of his tufts of blue hair, the offending tail swats behind him in amusement. "Jack." His name on your lips in such a state, it has him breathing out low and slow as he stalks over to lace his fingers with yours, his chest to your back as you feel the comforting warmth and weight of him dragging against you. Giving s few teasing experimental prods with the leaking head of his cock only causes you to push back as far as you can stretched out and arched just so.

Jack's length sinks inch by inch into your spasming heat, his teeth find your curve of your shoulder as he moans against your skin. He stills his hips as he's flush against your ass, the hands that cage your own pin them to the mattress, sharpened nails threatening to pierce your sheets and plush mattress. Jack's breathing his labored coming out in shallow huffs against you as he groans while you greedily clench against him and try to rut your hips-beckoning him to feed and fuck you into the mattress. Kissing down the curve of your spine, he relinquishes his hold on your smaller hands to hold your hips, effortlessly lifting you some so you're helpless from the waist down, left to only keep the pillow in a vice grip as a startled sound is overcome with pleasure as Jack easily fucks into you. Strokes slow and deliberate as his cock brushes against all those gummy weak spots within you.

Time, at this point, is of no consequence to Jack- it never is. He was never one to partake in quick meals as it was but this, but you, were a sublime feast. If he decided to drag you out until the the wee hours of morning and scare the birds outside your window- well...you certainly wouldn’t want him to go hungry and you weren’t going to complain. Until you needed the usage of your legs anyway. But currently it felt torturous, the way Jack dug his teeth into his own lower lip as he tried to keep the tempo he was establishing, resisting the urge to buck into you with reckless abandon. It was difficult to keep his composure with you so intimately wrapped around him, the way your body spasmed and convulsed in ecstasy, the soft mewls and lewd sounds- it was only a pity this time he couldn’t see you unravel. 

Gripping your hips, nails digging into the soft supple flesh there was a particular hard thrust into your hole that made you jolt, stars beginning to glimmer behind your lids as your eyes threatened to roll back in your skull. You were so close, you’d been so close for so long, this long game Jack so enjoyed of edging you close to the brink and yo yo back into reality. But it seemed the games were done, the carnal hunger building in the low grunts and growls that spilled from his lips as your legs shifted with what little energy (and clarity) you could muster to lock around his waist. “So good for me, Sunshine...” Jack coos between his teeth as sweetly as he can and your face is further buried in the pillow as the sound of your voices mingle in the room amongst the wet lewd sounds of sex seem to echo in your ears.

You lift your head and arch your back- opening your mouth to babble that you’re close, to beg him not to stop, to take all Jack is so gracious in gifting you but you feel something firm and weighted press against your swollen lower lip. Glazed eyes drift down to see the black spade of his tail pushing against your lips, down upon your tongue and you comply- slackening your jaw as you begin to suck the tip of his tail. Your eyes close- grateful for the additional something to ground your focus on. “Haaaah...oh....so...so insatiable hmm~” Jack purrs though the action sends more shockwaves of pleasure through his own body, muscles tensing as he can feel himself drawing closer with the added stimulation through the nerves of his tail.

Choking as your orgasm rips through your core, you feel Jack’s tail prod the back of your throat as his cock twitches deeply within you. You swear you feel the heat of rivulets of cum painting you from within- sweet fulfillment as it drips down your thighs and Jack’s. His tail slips from your lips as you greedily suck air back into your lungs and Jack delicately rests you back onto the bed, your knees first and then lowering your body proper. Carefully rolling you over onto your back, Jack’s hand pushes your hair from your sweaty forehead to inspect you. Pausing to press a kiss to your forehead, your nose, and then your lips- he murmurs soft praise between each kiss before reaching for the ice water on the bedside table. Propping you up and helping you take a drink, he rubs along your shoulders and back soothingly, purring into your hair. “Are you alright, Sunshine? That wasn’t too much was it?” He needs to know you’re okay, that he isn’t taking too much from you when he feeds like this, and you nod with a tired smile.

“It was...perfect...just exhausted--in a good way.” You add the last part on as hastily as your spent lungs will allow you. Jack relaxes as he leaves for a but a moment to return with warm soapy cloths to wash you and himself. He helps redress you and get you comfortable into bed before finally sinking in beside you and gathering you into his arms. 

“I love you.” He murmurs into your hair, he doesn’t know what he’d do without you, he can’t have nor does he want anything but you. The hunger, even after is never truly sated until...

“...I love you too.” You sigh nestling against his chest as you toggle through different movie choices, as content as can be while he dotes upon you.

He’s full.

[sunnydayjackass]

I got a scenario/ question I want a second head to help think on; What if Sunshine had a sibling (whether younger/older/twin doesn't matter) with whom they are v close and lived within their apartment-- basically joined at the hip. Would Jack if intimidated/threatened by them on any level? Especially if that sibling somehow got the suspicion that something is amiss in general or with their family member. Personally think it'd be a mixed bag in the beginning with the initial end goal of gently getting Sunshine's sibling out of the way, via helping/swaying things into their favor to distract them enough to where they move away or something. However if push came to shove and truly had no other options, Jack would be extremely reluctant but would "persuade" them to "venture away", especially if at some point that sibling was somehow magically able to see and talk to Jack at some point too. (Sorry if this is too out there and such but I couldn't help but think could be an interesting "route" to explore. I thought sharing it would be cool.)

Oh buddy I can input on that. I'm the oldest of four and we're a tight knit bunch. Sorry if this is a lil babbly

One thing, sibs know when somethings up usually. It's like a fuckin spidey sense-not always that something is wrong. But there's a notice that something is different. Jack would be difficult to hide and whatever lie that would be brought up-sibs defo poke at that. It just comes with the territory. I know my siblings would be on my ass nearly immediately just as I would be on theirs lol. We respect each other's lives and privacy as much as siblings can but there'd always be that "...tf is up with you?" With maybe an lol tacked on there.

How Jack would take it is very much hinging on the personality/relationship of the sibling. On one hand- it's so wonderful you have a sibling and he wishes he could meet/interact with them proper. On the other hand, it's someone taking time from you. One central trait I've noticed with yanderes is absolutely to isolate their target from friends and family, making them entirely reliant on them instead. While as good as that may sound to Jack, he doesn't strike me as being super malicious or wanting to hurt you.

Jack would sulk and pout, maybe guilt you that he misses you and that he feels neglected. I think so long as there was a balance of sorts or you finding ways to stealthly include him- it wouldn't be too much of an issue. But it's really a short term solution if thr sibling is living in the apartment as it takes away a LOT of his freedoms with you. He'd slowly start planting the seeds of that it's better for you to get your own place or for your sibling to.

In that line of thought, I could see Jack stoking coals to ignite conflict between siblings. Petty little things that build and build and make things tense and/or awkward until one of you took the initiative to move out solo. It isn't something he necessarily enjoys doing but he lives here too and now just feels like a guest. This is simply a better solution for everyone and that's what he'll justify to himself.

If they can somehow interact with him and see him, I think initially he'd be pretty elated! He can be introduced proper, he can talk about you- hear stories about you, it's someone else who loves you but isn't viewed as a problem. Jack won't want to view them as one unless they really push to be. Things are complicated enough, he would try to avoid that as much as possible.

However if they can interact with him and do become a problem, Jack's means of handling it are very passive aggressive and petty. Anything that can go wrong will go wrong. He isn't above using the power that he has either be it to haunt their dreams, gaslight them, make them delicately question everything...he wouldn't go so far as breaking them- he wouldn't do that to Sunshine. But shit defo goes down and ultimately, Jack is gonna get his way.

[sunnydayjackass]

I could get hc from jack's reaction to s/o waking up in the mood to dye her hair pink

You’ve been in the bathroom for a very long time, you didn’t know what exactly had gotten into you but it’d been stuck in your head.

Pink.

After staring in your mirror for long enough, hands bracing against the lip of the sink- at some point you just made the commitment to it. Brushing through your hair, beginning to pin back sections of it and then rummaging through your drawers for a stained plastic bowl, application brush, some all purpose plastic gloves that never quite fit right- on anyone you swear- and bottles of dye you’ve accumulated over time on similar impulses. The smell of bleach and developer mixing together hits your nose as you begin to stir the mix with the soft clicking of plastic. A cursory back look in the mirror, you shed your shirt left in just a sleeveless undershirt that you decide a bleach splotch or dye can survive.

Ordinarily, Jack wasn’t one to interrupt you- especially when it was the bathroom but…well, this was longer than anything else. Brow furrowed, he makes his way down the hallway and raises a gloved hand to knock gently on the closed door. “Sunshine…? Are you alright?” He sounds more concerned than anything. Worrying if maybe you’ve gotten sick, if you’re having another lapse of Ian centric intrusive thoughts, or god forbid anything worse.

You’ve already got bleach setting on your hair, foils carefully folded around the layers when you answer the door and you’re sure you look…well…a tinge ridiculous as Jack just stares at you. Of all the things he’d thought about you doing in there- this really hadn’t crossed his mind. “O-Oh, I’m sorry I didn’t mean to intrude on you- I just wanted to make sure you’re okay. What’re you doing?” Well…it was obvious but there was just the wondering…why? Jack didn’t see anything wrong with your hair in the color that it was, he rather liked it that way- the way he’d met you. You just give him a little grin and laugh as you keep the door open and turn back to leaning over the sink as you continue to apply bleach to your hair.

“I just…I dunno, I wanted to do something different. Pink just felt right, I guess.” You give a little shrug, “Maybe it’s your influence.” You tease, glancing over your shoulder. You’ve since come to remember he won’t show up in the mirror. “Besides, I already dress like a clown at work. May as well have fun hair to go with the ensemble.” You roll your eyes about it but Jack can tell you’re genuinely excited to dye your hair, the process of change. His features soften, relax, upon finding that this was just something you’ve chosen to do on the mood of what seemed to be a good whim.

You feel him behind you as he inspects the different sections of hair and foils, “Do you want some help? For the back area? I’m no hairdresser but I think you can walk me through parts so you don’t miss spots.” He offers rather cheerily and he can see the grin split your lips in the mirror.

“Yeah! That’d be great- it’d really be a good help.” Jack carefully takes the brush from your hands and the small bowl as he finishes helping you apply the bleach and fold the foils as carefully as he can. They aren’t as good as yours but you don’t seem to pressed by his handwork as you crane your neck about in the mirror to get a good look. You pick up your phone and set a timer to rinse out and sit on the toilet while Jack settles on the lip of the tub just watching you fondly. “…what? I look stupid right now, don’t I? You’re thinking you’re living with some batshit crazy person who just decided to dye their hair pink.” Jack chuckles warmly in reply giving a shake of his head and resting his elbows on his knees.

“I don’t think it’s stupid at all, Sunshine. I mean, sure I liked your hair the way you had it but- pink will suit you I think.” It’s hard to envision but frankly Jack doesn’t care what you do with your hair, dye it whatever color, chop it all off, he’d love you all the same. “Would you want help with the dye too?” He offers sweetly, watching you tap a little on your phone before setting it aside and giving him another sunny smile.

“Yeah, if you wouldn’t mind.” You’re so enthused and excited, it’s infectious as warmth blooms in Jack’s chest. He gets up from his place on the tub, pausing to press a kiss to your forehead before disappearing into the kitchen to retrieve your morning drink of choice and bring it to you while the pair of you hunker down in the bathroom. You accept the warm mug with an appreciative hum as you take a sip before setting it down on the counter. Jack helps you pass the time, keep your mind occupied from the tingling itching sensation while the bleach works into your hair. The timer can’t go fast enough as you shuffle past him and Jack moves out of your way as you quickly start the shower head and begin to scrub the bleach out of your hair with a low moan as you can finally give your scalp some rubbing. Your hair now blonde- you waste no time gently toweling the extra moisture away before dumping a healthy amount of pink dye in another bowl after cleaning the brush. It’s something like bubble gum, like cotton candy, and Jack realizes well…he might like this more than he thought. His bright blue hair, your soon to be pink, it’s…cute.

He's quiet as he watches you paint sections of hair carefully, strand by strand before finally looking to him to help you get the back which he happily accepts the help. Towel draped around your shoulders, you sit backwards on the lid of the toilet as Jack helps. As the color begins to process through your hair, you seem to almost bounce on the balls of your feet after you get up, looking at yourself excitedly in the mirror. Time ticks along and your head is again under a stream of water, though Jack again offers to help- large fingers massaging your scalp as he shampoos your hair, swirls of pink suds circling the drain. It's a domestic gesture, one that Jack rather enjoys- anything to help you, to show you how happy he is to be by your side and help you do tasks such as these. Not long after Jack is shooed out of the room at your insistence- that you want to dry and style your hair.

The pout is small but halfhearted at best, Jack obliges and settles in the living room for the final reveal. Occupying himself by trying to familiarize himself with the tv and its remote. Trying to find something or anything to watch in the meantime. It’s still a bit of a struggle but he’s slowly learning- half from watching you and your patient teaching. He’s a few scenes into Sixteen Candles when you re-emerge from the bathroom. Your hair is now dried and immaculately styled, your hair a (preferred shade) of pink that catches the light just right in almost a halo like glow and you’re absolutely beaming, swelling with pride and assuredness of your decision. Jack feels his breath hitch, caught in his throat. Maybe he’d had a few reservations about it but they were blown out of his skull as he takes you in. “Sunshine! You look incredible!” he hurries off the couch to cradle your head in his hands, fingers carefully weaving through the soft tresses to admire the color against his yellow gloves, “You’re look so sweet.” He peppers your face with soft kisses over the span of your cheeks, your nose, your foreheads and you seem further elated by him. You hold his wrists and lean into his affections.

“I dunno, I guess I…kinda wanted to match with you a little maybe y’know?” The thrumming of Jack’s heart almost threatens to break out of his chest as he smiles widely, resting his forehead against your own before capturing your lips in a slower, more deliberate, kiss.

“…I love you so much, Sunshine.”

[sunnydayjackass]

haunted

Summary: Jack pays Nicholas a visit.

TW: Body horror, driving someone insane, in-game stuff Jack would do

MINORS / AGELESS BIOS DNI

Everything was pitch black. That’s all he could see, really. But he could tell he was in some sort of room? He felt around the walls, trying to look for a light switch. He went to the other wall, found it. But even then, the room was still dark. The room was brought to life by dim lights, even seem to flicker in and out. The room looked an entire mess. It looked like some kids daycare. With scattered toys, drawings, crayons, and everything a day care should have. But this place looked… abandoned. 

The floors were grimy, disgusting. There was smeared dirt, or at least what looked like smeared dirt. Tore off posters, things strewn around the room. This place had seen obvious better days. Nick looked around. How did he even get here? The place was quiet. Too quiet for his liking. He decided it wasn’t really smart to just stand here, he started to move. He tipped toed around the room, trying to be silent as possible.

He didn’t know what it was, but his gut feeling was telling him to be quiet. Quiet as possible. Something was not quite right here, it was quite dangerous. The more he looked around, the daycare seemed to get bigger. Instead of the small bookshelves now, there was towering book cases. They twirled, bended, and molded themselves. The dark wood on the wall was rotted, and on both sides, had the painting of a cloud over a rainbow. Okay, well, that’s something you don’t see everyday.

He kept moving on. Nick had started to rub his arm nervously, and just looked around. Keep quiet, his mind told him. Keep moving, his mind also told him. The floor turned from a bouncy house to a steel, stainless floor. While looking around the room, he felt something on him… eyes. They were definitely eyes. Don’t look around, his mind told him. Danger. It echoed in and out of this place. Sweat began to beat on his brow. This place wasn’t normal, wasn’t right. It wasn’t made via natural means, either.

Just keep moving, Nick. Keep moving. As he rounded the corner, it looked more normal. Well, more normal for whatever the fuck this place was. Mini tables and chairs were hugging the walls. Posters were put up. Some of them were scratched out, or lazily floating in there. Nick, curious, decided to grab one. As he brushed off the dirt, he could see a somewhat clear picture of what it was. It read: “THE SUNNYTIMECREW SHOW! WITH YOUR HOST, SUNNY DAY JACK!” and it was a picture of some 1980′s clown, doing a peace sign, and a cheeky wink to the viewer. He made a face. “Sunnytimecrew Show? What kind of name is that?”

“Okay, Nick. You’re in some creepy, horror looking daycare here. A old 80′s children show poster shouldn’t be one of them,” he said to himself, quite sarcastically. He put the poster down on the ground and decided to continue walking again. As soon as he started walking again, he could feel eyes just digging into his soul, and into his being, and he swore… HE SWORE. When he turned the corner, he saw a big, bulking figure out of the corner of his eye. Good God, that scared the crap outta of him!

He thought he maybe should have picked up the pace, but something within him told him he shouldn’t. So, he didn’t. Okay, this place was getting to him now. He looked even more panicked. Another room down. This one was, okay, wow. Major improvement. The lighting in here was normal, and quite well lit, actually. It reminded him a lot of his own childhood. Those in-door playsets and slides, with colors of the early 90′s and 2000′s. They were mis-matched reds, blues, yellows, purples, and pinks combining into one big mess. He looked over and saw a ball pit that went on for miles. The ball pit just looked like an ocean of different colors.

To the other side was a desk. He went over to it and looked at it. There were what looked like… notes? Notes of, wait a minute. It was the notes of that yogurt employee Nick had a crush on. Some titled: “Y/N’s interests”, “Y/N’s hobbies”, “Y/N’s fears, traumas, and dislikes.” The first three had green smiley faces at the top, while the fears and dislikes one had a red frowny face on it. Okay, what kind of weird, nightmare Freud shit was this? “Hey!” a face called out out of no where, which made him instantly turn around.

Behind was the same clown man on that 80′s poster. His pupils were wide, and looked like something out of a analog horror web series. Behind him was nothing but static, before he shook his head, closing his eyes, they turned back to normal. But the tone in his voice made Nick just made fearful of him. “It isn’t nice to snoop around people’s stuff, y’know.” Nick tried to reply to him, but he couldn’t. It’s like his lips were glued shut. He couldn’t speak. “Now, I’m someone who believes that by-gones should be by-gones. But you! Are a special case, that’s for sure!” the man chuckled. Nick couldn’t speak. He couldn’t move.

“My Sunshine has been so stressful, and busy, and just, well! To put it bluntly, they’ve just been so overwhelmed as of late! It really hurts to see them like that. They’re just… wow. They’re just everything I could ever want in a person! All I want is just for my Sunshine to be happy. All I want is just to be happy with them! You get what I’m saying right?’

No, he didn’t get what you’re saying, creepy ass clown man. And Sunshine? The fuck he means by that?! “Calling someone creepy isn’t nice! You could hurt their feelings with that! But I get it, I get it. I may have startled you. Sorry about that. But I’m Sunny Day Jack! But I already know about you. You… came into my Sunshine’s work. Hoping, wanting, to get them a night on the town, right?”

“But not to mention, how unpleasant that was! They’ve been working really hard at their job, just trying the best they could, and you. Put them in a situation where they had to answer on the spot or look like a major jerk! And I’m not really fond of people who do that sort of thing! Not good at all, no sir!” Jack’s eyes had returned to that big-eyed pupil look before standing back again.

“But, let’s face it. What was it, Nick? Nicholas? Right. They’re not interested in you. They’re not interested in anyone, but me. Not to mention, how selfish of you! Why would you get in the way of someone’s relationship? That’s something only, well, I’m afraid bad people would do. You even creeped them out! What a… troublemaker you are.” That terrifying edge came back. Oh shit, oh God. What was gonna happen to him? Was… was he gonna like kill him? And what the fuck is he talking about? Last time he checked, Y/N said they were single, yeah, but weren’t interested in dating.

“What? No! Of course not! I’d never hurt anyone. Not at all! But,” His voice was dripping with sharp, jagged, icicles. “Why would I have to do anything? You can do it for me~! Look!” Just like that, a blue glow formed from Jack’s hand, taking ahold of Nicholas’. The room glitched with static in and out, of the daycare, and of what looked like his apartment’s kitchen. In his hand was… was a knife? Holy shit. This- okay- okay. It had to be a nightmare, right? Just a nightmare of him getting rejected getting to him, that’s all? Right? Right?!

“ ‘Fraid not. This is all real, and well, happening! Look, I promise it won’t hurt a bit! I’ll try to make it painless as possible, and it’ll be over before you know it!” The glitching happened again. What happened next would forever scar Nick. The ghost, possessing would stab himself, but not alone to him. As if glitched back into the haunted daycare, Nicholas made a run for it. The clown called out: “C’mon, Nick! It won’t last THAT long! I promise~!” his voice was sing-song. Nick rounded a corner, already out of breath, he pushed bookshelves, trying to stop it. As he slid down to catch his breath, he really wish he didn’t turn to what he saw. He really didn’t.

Thousands of eyes covered the place from wall to wall. All of them enlarged and transfixed on him. He was frozen in place, once again. “Oh, riiiight. I forgot to mention. I DO have eyes all over this place! They can be quite handy when I need them!” Jack called out again. Before he even could react, a large, blackclaw stretched from the void of eyes, and climbed it’s way over to Nick. Nick scooted away  in horror. But he couldn’t do anything. It simply touched him. And when it did, thousands of tentacles shooting out from Nick’s face. Screaming in horror, Nick tried clawing and scratching at his face to get them off.

“NO! PLEASE! STOP! GET THEM OFF! PLEASE MAKE HIM STOP!!! MAKE HIM STOP!!” Nick ran down the hallway, black ooze and blood poured from his face as a desperate attempt to get them off. It kept dripping down his face, no matter what he did.

_______________________________________________________

Someone in the later hours had discovered Nicholas in what appeared to be a 9-5 office job. Hunched over, eyes side. It appeared he seemed to have scratched at his face. Locals have said to heard him screaming at him for “him” to stop. They even saw what appeared to be stab wounds in his chest, too. Even then, he muttered to himself about wanting “him” to leave him alone. And for it to make it stop, make it go away.

Nick was then rushed to a hospital to get bandaged up. The police couldn’t get anything out of him. His friends and family were called and were horrified state they found their loved one in. They didn’t know what happened, but the officers expected something bigger was happening. The policer officers asked where was the last place Nicholas had visited. Nicholas’ friends had told the cops they went to a yogurt shop downtown, before chilling at the park. They don’t know what could have done this.

Nicholas was a sweet and shy guy, who had a habit of being sarcastic. He had a secret, crush-at-first sight at the yogurt employee working there. He always wanted to get to know them, but was too shy to approach them. Until the poor guy got turned down. But, other than that? They seriously didn’t know who or WHY they would do that to Nicholas.

____________________________________________________

Jack sighed heavily. He leaned back in both his and Y/N’s bed. He just felt better taking care of another obstacle. He hadn’t really had to deal with all of them, because, usually, he was glued to Y/N’s hip for the time being. But the nerve of that guy, to ask out HIS Y/N. He didn’t even KNOW what they were going through. But, he simply smiled to himself. He’s just doing what needed to be done. He needed to protect Y/N from guys like that. He was just being a good boyfriend, that’s all! 

He held Y/N tighter, even closer. He stroked their hair and gave a chaste kid to their head. It’ll be all worth it in the end, he just knows it. Everything he does, it’s for them, and their benefit. Sometimes, he had to help them out with that. And it’s okay! We all stray sometimes. Here’s here to help Y/N. And sometimes, you have to take out the trash. Before Jack dozed off to sleep, he wondered what he should make for breakfast. 

[sunnydayjackass]

Do you think Jack loves the player for who they are as a person or because of what the player makes him feel (brain chemicals)? If he loves the player because of how they make him feel than I think he is just addicted to the brain chemicals that the MC triggers and eventually that feeling goes away with time.

Being that he's attached to the MC via the vhs tape, I can understand that viewpoint.

Personally, I think Jack does genuinely love the MC, based on how he genuinely cares about them, their well being/health, constant stressing of consent, pursuing them romantically. If it were simply based on happy chems in the brain-he'd maybe be content with "worlds best roommate" title. Nor do I think he would kill for them or be so aggressive if there wasn't such an attachment. Jack desperately wants to know anything and everything about them inside and out, and in that vein also wants to understand all those things. Which I also feel goes beyond just a good happy chem brain tickle.

While there is the point to be made that Jack's existence hinges on the MC wanting/needing him- I don't believe that it's by chance that the tape cassette landed in their haul without them knowing. But we can all have different opinions and perceptions of the game and that's part of the fun as we get to know more about the stories and characters ❤

[sunnydayjackass]

hi!! could i get hcs of jack with an insecure reader who is tall/taller than him?

Tall? TALL?! what's wrong with being tall?? As far as Jack is concerned that just means more for you to love

Further cements the nickname 'Sunshine', you're tall above others to share your infectious warmth down onto others.

Jack doesn't mind in the slightest if you're taller than him. Doesn't so much as bat a lash at it frankly. This is YOU we're talking about darling, striking features like this just make him all the more smitten with you

Listen, if you're a little insecure-Jack gets it. He's a big dude, he understands the struggle of needing tailored clothes, having to duck his head, ect but he isn't bothered by it. Far from he adores you for it.

Wear the heels or platforms, pat his head like a good boy- he fuckin loves it.

You being taller, Jack would love to be little spoon-there's just something so comforting about you being the one to hold him that way, or letting him rest his head on your chest- heart eyes 25/8

Jack is a man who is all about self love-he will do anything and everything under the sun to help you see yourself the way he sees you.

Encouraging you to stand tall-hunching or slouching is bad for you, to dress for your height- your body is beautiful, accentuate them long legs or that torso, Jack will be the guy to remind you how attractive you are as you are, insecurities don't stand a chance with him

I'm sorry this was a short OTZ

[sunnydayjackass]

❤

Just some Josephs 👀~

[sunnydayjackass]

Smokebreak : update

Hi y'all-- still working through some personal stuff and crisises (crisi?idk what the proper plural term for "crisis" would be) but I'm slowly but surely chipping away at asks and the ask box will remain open.

However please feel free to pop over to @sunnydayjackoff and their amazing blog to pitch stuff in their ask box as well!! They're super talented 💛

[sunnydayjackass]

Will you write about other yanderes like Alan, Pedro or Ren?

Nah. Yandere stuff is usually not my jam but TSWWSDJ just hits real different. Part of it being the MC being more cognizant and that I like all the characters and I believe?? They'll each have stories or routes? Maybe I'm remembering wrong.