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Hi hi i think youre completely right about characterization so I wanted to ask if you have any pjsk fic recs? Thank you :3

Oh god you know not what you have done

Primary ruikasa/emunene focus as is expected on ssruis dot tumblr dot com so keep that in mind but there’s a few gen fics on here.

The world offers itself - thrillingwhiteday (In progress) (ruikasa)

Super underrated… the characterization is so good… saki + rui interactions (I cheered). Lives in my head rent free.

You and a Skull’s Flower - Revelry_in_serenity (In progress) (no relationship focus but there are bg relationships)

Pandemonium gang experiences The Horrors. Recommend the author’s other works as well - Supporting Roles/Lasting Embraces/Overwritten are some other ones I really enjoyed - but I’m Very Intrigued by the plot in this one.

Warm - pyrotechpuffs (One shot) (ruikasa)

Also recommend the authors other works but this is a fave.

Soul to Wreck - sleepieash (In progress) (ruikasa)

Literally anything by helloitsaiza or calculatrice. The characterization/writing… chefs kiss… their brains are so massive. Best stuff in the tag. Rewired my brain. However this is a list of fic recs and not author recs so I’ll link some of my favorites:

Roles - helloitsaiza (one shot) (ruikasa)

Eternal sunshine - helloitsaiza (One shot) (emunene)

Special shout-out because Peak Emunene I’m actually obsessed with it.

Confess, Confess - helloitsaiza (In progress) (ruikasa)

Yours - helloitsaiza and calculatrice (one shot) (ruikasa)

Backstage after the curtain call - calculatrice (One shot) (ruikasa)

To sear the sky - calculatrice (One shot) (ruikasa)

A study in performance - calculatrice (One shot) (ruikasa)

Funhouse mirror - calculatrice (in progress) (no relationship focus, wxs & niigo)

Special shout-out because tsukasa + mafuyu body swap is such a galaxy brained idea

Rui’s doki-doki seishun school life - calculatrice (one shot) (ruikasa)

^ read all of these they go so hard 10/10

Because it’s you - sleepy_macchi (one shot) (ruikasa)

Act I of our story - Asteromeda (one shot) (ruikasa)

The show must go on - literallyjustsomeguy (in progress but it’s been like 2 years so it might be abandoned) (ruikasa)

I don’t like recommending stuff that may remain unfinished but I’ll make an exception for very funny tsukasa tenma stupidity moments

X marks the spot - seatrix (in progress) (ruikasa)

Underrated… love the characterization & plot.

Voted most likely to run away with you - eightyeightstars (one shot) (ruikasa)

Sharing is caring - underwaternature (one shot) (ruikasa)

Tête-à-tête - kuiperbelts (one shot) (ruikasa)

Also recommend the authors other works I just really like the tsukasa characterization in this one

All I want (is you) - sorasekai (one shot) (emunene)

Recommend their other works as well for good emunene

Ikanaide - gummysaur (finished) (tsukasa focus, gen wxs)

Also recommend their other works but (chefs kiss) tsukasa characterization

Closeness - lyriablackfrost (one shot) (ruikasa)

Find out who you are, and then do it on purpose - weepingstars (transfem rui focus, gen wxs)

And I will still live here - utayoru (one shot) (ruikasa)

Their other works are good as well but this is a fave for the early pjsk days rui characterization

With me all along - jeiseny (one shot) (saki focus, gen)

SAKI… (ugly crying) beautiful exploration of chronic illness. And it doesn’t focus on her fucking brother (staring with homicidal intent @ wider pjsk fanbase). Made me go ouuggh relatable several times.

#obvs recommend the authors in general if they’re on here but specifically mentioned it if I’ve read all their pjsk fics/had to pick a single #one to avoid making the list too much of a pain in the ass to make #asks #mine #saying author and title bc I would not put it past myself to fuck up the links lmao #there are others I’ve read and enjoyed and lost bc I didn’t bookmark #& then there are some that I liked but don’t want to recommend w/out caveats & im not doing that publicly bc I’m not giving unasked for #criticisms on works people spent hours on.#in general though I’m just somewhat picky. & neurotic abt recommending things.#mostly ruikasa recs because (gestures to the state of the pjsk tag)#thankfully like none of these people are on tumblr so I won’t have to die from embarrassment if this is seen 👍🏻#except jay hi jay the saki fic ruined me emotionally how dare you (positive) (complimentary)#there’s also my writing in the my writing tag but I’m not reccomending that shit lmao

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fingers fiddled with your own, lightly running over each knuckle while you both stood in line. there were many others in the line with you both; children that looked up to the animatronic beside you in wonder, yet never strayed far from their fatigued parents, or elderly that chatted over a variety of topics that always seemed to change whenever you eavesdropped. you had your phone pulled out, at first to check the time, but then the robot at your side pinged you.

sunny shit: hey, do you think we should get some dish soap??? plus, i saw this rice cooker a couple aisles over- why does a cvs sell rice cookers???????

you raised a brow, looking over and up at him, a smile playing on your lips when he tilted their head at your phone screen, faceplate unreadable with a hushed, “why…?”

a cackle was suppressed, “yeah, sun. why are you texting me when we’re literally standing right next to each other?”

their voice box let out a huff, a little staticky at the end, “well!! since you’re so addicted to it, i figured i would get your attention through your phone!!! and it worked!”

shoving the device in a pocket with a less dramatic huff of your own, you patted him on their forearm with your now free hand in congratulation, while he seemed to preen at his amazing idea, “you really are a genius, dude, but,” you squeezed fingers around a silicone palm, “we are literally holding hands.”

he lightly swung your conjoined hands at the pressure, having clasped to each other the moment you first stepped foot in the store, with a faceplate moving to hover just over the top of your head. sun stopped short though, as the person in front of the pair of you advanced to talk to a frankly overworked pharmacist, and the bot guided you into stepping in time with him to take their place, “and?”

you stared at him for a moment, then rolled your eyes, “nevermind.”

a plastic grin bonked the top of your head after a pause taken to laugh, rays spinning as the bot pulled away, and a little smile of your own spread across your face, “well then, you never answered my texting message, friend. what do you think?”

you looked away to glance at the magazine covers you could now read clearly for a moment, conspiracy theories and trendy diets and political drama bolded on the surfaces, before you reached for your phone again. grinning a little wider when sun let out a tsk, clearly thinking you were going to answer him verbally. you typed back a reply.

awesomestindividual69: dish soap ya. and we are not getting the rice cooker. cope

the sun-themed animatronic watched you type quietly, swinging your joined hands still as what you assumed was a sort of fidget the longer you both stood still, waiting for the person at the counter to finish up. three dots appeared at the bottom left of the chat, and you still found it a bit uncanny how the bot could text from their head, while you stared at the corner of your screen for all of a second before gaining a response.

sunny shit: wow… so mean <:( …you really know how to break a poor animatronic’s heart…. !!

awesomestindividual69: cry harder sunny. pots work just fine <:(

sunny shit: horrible. horrible friend….

you laughed a bit under your breath, and sun squeezed your hand gently in their palm, scoffing a bit despite that ever-present beam of his. the person talking to the pharmacist at the counter was just finishing up though, so you pocketed your phone once more to step forward, sun trailing behind with the usual pep in his step. it seemed he always wanted any first impressions to be positive, even if it was at some random cvs down the street, and in spite of being slightly annoyed at not getting a new kitchen toy. sun would definitely not let it go, you knew.

you offered a toothy smile to the pharmacist as they repeated the spiel they always did, asking how things were going and what they could do for you with a cheery tone, though you could see weariness in their face, “heyo, all is well! could i pick up my prescription? it’s for…”

government names and birthdates were exchanged, while sun stood perfectly still next to you and observed. a couple people working to pack medication in the back gaped at his tall stature, and the fact that he was most definitely a walking automaton, but he only waved politely with a tinkle of the bells tied to his wrists. you saw in your peripheral how the grand total of three workers, too little of an amount for how much they had to do, nodded back with unsure quirks of their lips while you waited for your information to be run through the system. the pharmacist you were talking to hummed as they clicked away at their computer some more, then sighed a bit, never once daring to glance at sun when regarding you with an upturned mouth, “alright, that’s 5 mg of melatonin, yeah?”

you nodded, and you could just feel how badly the animatronic next to you wanted to start yapping to the poor soul about something or other from how their body shifted, but you tugged on the one hand of his you still held. you weren’t quite sure how they would react to one of his tangents, after all. sun tilted their faceplate with a quiet click, but stayed silent after interpreting the gesture correctly, tracing a little heart into the skin over the bone of your thumb with theirs while resigning to reassessing in his surroundings for the millionth time. you had to fight to keep a straight face like an idiot, instead watching the pharmacist walk away and sift through a rack of pre-packed medication with a squeeze of the bot’s palm, squinting at the alphabetized last names until they found yours.

they walked back to the counter once more, typing in a few more things while the screen of the card reader below changed to some sort of yes or no prompt. you never really payed any attention to them after the first couple of times, where the question had asked something about if you wanted email updates or not, so you absentmindedly pressed the red button. you were just glad the little baggie being handed to you was at the very least covered and paid for already, even if sun snatched it up the moment it left the person’s grasp. you blinked, but let both the bag and the suddenness of the move go, and you spotted sun’s rays spin a bit while he hugged the bag close to his slender frame.

you instead went to smile again at the pharmacist, who seemed to pay no mind to whoever grabbed the bag, already checking you off a digital list, “thanks, i hope you have a good day!”

they nodded back, preoccupied, and just as you were about to walk off and let the next person pick up their medication, sun piped up as well while waving the hand holding your bag, “yes, yes!! thank you, stay well!”

you raised a brow at the animatronic, then looked back at the person at the counter, who seemed to finally be craning their head to look up at him with a subtly apprehensive expression. maybe they were just trying to pay no mind to him in hopes of ignoring their nervousness, but sun tried anyways, waiting until they waved back with eyes that didn’t stay on him for long, “um… yeah, ‘course. you too, bye.”

the sun seemed to grin wider at that, waving happily while you dragged him away to let the next person get their meds, some geriatric staring at your animatronic like he was the harbinger of death. you were glad your friend usually let you pull him around, because otherwise not even the metal of his arm would creak in response to your tugging. a few kids peeked from their parent’s hold in seats just as you rounded into an aisle, as they no doubt had been for a while now, but they didn’t seem to think sun going to bring the rapture upon them. more so just curious about the sunny personality, you figured.

“dude, this is supposed to be an in-and-out thing, remember? we’re not gonna start chatting it up with everyone, unless you want the cops called on us,” you muttered, speed-walking to the cleaning supplies, and you didn’t doubt that the robot heard you. his replies always tended to be snappy, and this time was no exception.

“okay, but what’s even the fun in going out then, sunshine?? and you can’t expect me to not want to at least be polite! plus, why would they even call law enforcement on lil’ ol’ me?? huh???”

he unfurled a long finger clutching your bag of meds to poke his flat cheek in a show of innocence, the plastic around his eyes almost crinkling, and you finally stopped leading him hastily by the hand to deadpan at him. the pair of you were around the dish soaps now, and sun seemed to perk up a little immediately upon noticing, while you gestured to him as a whole, “sunny, my sweetest most goodest guy, i don’t wanna be rude but… you’re a seven foot tall, bright yellow robot. you definitely catch attention, good or bad, and so we only really leave the house for things we need. otherwise, we’d probably get arrested for being alleged public menaces, or get caught by fazco, or whatever.”

sun sifted through the selection of dish soaps silently for a moment, the rays jutting in and out of his faceplate in what you could only assume was thought, before he swiveled to you with an orange colored bottle of the stuff and a forever smile, “what does does this smell like, darling?”

“…are we just ignoring me now? jeez,” nonetheless, you twisted the bottle around until you found the label, huffing a bit, “uhh, it says orange, but sun-“

“fantastic!! you enjoy orange smelling things, yes? or would you prefer something else? hmm,” he swiveled back to hunch over the rack, but you tugged their faceplate back to you just as he let go of your hand to pluck up a purple bottle, brows furrowed. sun stilled at the both of your hands gripping the sides of their dinner plate head, rays tucking in so as not to poke you, and you shook your own.

“sun, you can’t smell, and i certainly don’t give a damn about how our dishes smell as long as they’re clean. i just need you to listen, and tell me you understand,” you tried to keep your voice down as you talked in the aisle, aware of people walking by as they perused the selection of products arranged on the shelves, thumbs rubbing over plastic, carved cheeks. the sun leaned into the touch, replying back with a rare mumble himself, and he was probably avoiding your gaze with how their face tilted just the slightest to the side.

“yeah.. we know. it’s just, you don’t really think that people will be out to get us all the time if we actually get to know them, do you? i mean, friends don’t tattle on friends, yes? plus, i doubt fazco gives a hoot about us anymore, or even knows we’re alive… either of us,” sun sighed into your hands, and you imagined he would be frowning if his facial structure allowed it, still bent over to stay held, “we should’ve b-“

“no, we’re not saying that in a cvs, of all places,” you bonked your forehead against his quick to cut him off, and the faint ache that bloomed across the skin from the unnecessary force was quickly forgotten with the little snort that made its way out the animatronic’s voice box, and a smile played on your lips with brows still bunched at how he perked up just the slightest, “and i don’t think we should even be having this conversation here, in the first place, actually. but uh.. you’re probably partially right, honestly. still doesn’t mean we start being reckless though, okay? some people are sometimes more focused on hating than loving.”

you let go of their faceplate after planting a swift peck to their forehead in silent apology, and it spun for a second before clicking to a stop at an angle, sun borderline giggling while he stood up straighter once more; though, he still ducked just below where the shelves ended to avoid being stared at, “darling, i’m always right!! but i guess you have a point, too. well.. we promise to be careful if you promise to stop worrying and relax, yeah?”

he punctuated the end of his words with a plastic grin bonking the top of your head for a little longer, and you couldn’t help doing anything but relaxing at the feeling, though rolling your eyes playfully a bit still, “sure, whatever, i promise… and i’ll keep you to your end.”

“just as we will keep you to yours,” the sun snickered, and you looked him over with a hum, shaking your head at him and how he hugged the items in his hands close.

“uhuh. anyways, ready to split? i could use some food in my stomach,” a gesture to the nearest cashier, and sun gasped loudly, which made you flinch a bit. you didn’t even have time to shoot him a questioning look, already being swept to the front of the cvs with mechanical fervor, and your eyes widened at how you were now the one being dragged.

“sunshine, we MUST get you home!! can’t have you starving, no no!! i’ll cook you something nice and filling.. !!! i learned a new recipe, y’know!!”

“buddy, calm down! i’m not dying-“

“ohh, but you ARE without the proper nutrition, dear!!! how could i have let this happen-??!!”

“wh- god… well, at least you’re not still on that rice cooker…”

“i’m such a terrible housemate… it’ll be the most delicious of meals, i swe- …OH!! THAT REMINDS ME-!!”

“NO.”

“really? you just took the melatonin, starlight.”

you had tugged on a hoodie with mild haste, now sliding your socked feet into slides with keys in hand. the moon hovered close to you while you stretched a bit, shuffling towards the door, before your hand went to push him back by their silicon chest draped with a simple t-shirt, “don’t care. i haven’t checked the mail in weeks, and i’ll forget to for a million more if i don’t do it now.”

“too bad, we’ve told you to for a while. will remind you again in the morning. come to bed,” he let you stop him, you knew, just as you knew that the plastic fingers carding through your hair were a device of manipulation. you swatted them away, ignoring the small grumble that came from their voice-box, as you had succumbed too many times to count.

a huff, and you turned to open the front door, briskly walking out, “nah, i’m good. i’ll be back in five, text me if anything.”

moon’s head peeked out of the doorframe as you turned down the corridor, heading for the apartment’s mailbox, glancing back at the leds with a rub of an eye only at the sound of his voice once more, “fine. if not back in five minutes, will get you, brat.”

that made you laugh, “oh no!!! not that word !!!! anything but that !!! i’m so scared!!!!”

“… should be, bratty brat,” their faceplate sinked back into your apartment and the words were distant, door shutting with a quiet click of finality. you just shook your head with a lingering grin as you rounded down to the stairwell.

you were sure the melatonin was kicking in.

your fingers fiddled with the small ring of keys you held in your hand, squinting when you missed the keyhole of your mailbox a couple times before finally slotting what was, thankfully, the correct key in and twisting. you were mostly just greeted with what seemed to be various scams and a bill or two, but your head felt fuzzy as you looked through the envelopes, not really registering any of the words you were reading. damn, you really missed your bed, actually. you probably shouldn’t have gotten up just as you were settling in.

so, you opted to actually read the mail in your apartment instead of ripping the envelopes open right when you got them out the mailbox, like you usually did. you shut the little door to the box, then proceeded to try and insert the wrong key in the keyhole to lock it up again, which resulted in another fumble session for the right one. eventually, you got it after a couple tries and questioning the purpose of anything at all, and sighed as you pocketed the ring of keys again. you patted your designated mailbox as a goodbye.

the mailbox was only a bit of a ways away from the building’s front door, and you figured you could spare a minute to check out the view from the windows adjacent to it. a couple steps towards one closest to you revealed the outside world, with its grey pavement and semi-dried grass, and a sky up above that was barely able to let the stars shine despite the night. curse light pollution. you leaned your head forward to rest your forehead on the cool glass.

it felt nice, but you dimly remembered that the window was probably not as clean as you would like to hope, which made you pull away with a grimace. you rubbed off the invisible germs with the back of the hand that wasn’t holding your mail. as you mused silently that it probably would’ve been better to just wash your face when you got back, you heard an all-too familiar mumble behind you, “what are you doing?”

a yelp almost tumbled out your mouth, but you bit your tongue as you whirled around to face the unamused animatronic, arms crossed in a way that was indicative of the fact that you were about to receive a lecture. or just be silently judged, as was commonplace for your moon. so, your response was less of an answer to that question and more of a hushed complaint, defensive, “wh- what are you doing sneaking up on me in the dark like that?! i could’ve had a heart attack and- and keeled over and died!!”

you’re not sure how a face with an eternal grin carved into it could be so clearly deadpan. maybe the tone helped express it further, “boo hoo, brat. it’s been four minutes and fifty nine seconds.”

a brow of yours raised, “so? you didn’t have to-“

“now five minutes,” moon hummed, faceplate tilting to an angle with three clicks. you felt the urge to kick him in the shin, but you knew that would hurt you unbelievably more than it would him.

“… seriously? you didn’t have to actually come get me, man. i would’ve been back soon,” you narrowed your eyes up at him, and he stared at you for a moment, before their faceplate snapped back to its original position, “you need sleep.”

you only caught that the words were spoken with a mild frustration after a good few seconds of processing, and you just waved him away after the fact, simply walking away from the annoyed bot and back to the hallway that lead to your apartment, “and you need to stop hovering so damn close all the time.”

“language,” he grumbled, trailing behind you soon enough, slouching as he walked. you didn’t need to look behind you to confirm it.

“english.”

“….. stupid,” he snorted, nudging you playfully in the back, which caused you to sway forwards a tad before you caught yourself. it had you smiling too-wide. he then proceeded to actually address your very thoughtful advice, unlike you ignoring his, “we will go hover around others and scare children, then. will forget about you, explore the world.”

that made you turn back around to look at him, snickering under your breath while the moon looked back with something you couldn’t quite identify. you probably seemed disheveled, you thought to yourself, “really, now?”

the response didn’t seem to require much thought, “no.. joking. we will wait for you. wouldn’t be much fun without.”

your smile must’ve dropped to something as surprised as how you felt, because he ticked their faceplate to the side again just the slightest, eyes still trained on you as you took a moment to respond, “really?”

“… really,” he reached out to pat your head, and you missed the slight hesitation due to how heavy your eyes had grown with fatigue. you turned away a bit, head going blank for a minute, before you just sighed, “i do need to sleep.”

“we know,” moon scoffed, his hand leaving your head to go limp at his side once again, before his tone grew to lilt in the same mischievous manner you so often dreaded, “wanna be carried? rock-a-bye babyy, on the treetop.”

you rolled your eyes, but couldn’t conceal small smile, “whatever- i’m not a baby, you jerk. i can walk by myself.”

“could’ve fooled us,” he moved to walk at your side, only really taking one big step before matching up with your pace again, faceplate craned down to chuckle at you.

“don’t care, didn’t ask,” it earned a click of your tongue alongside the words, before you swapped the mail you held from one hand to the other, and reached out to grab his with the newly free fingers. you weren’t really annoyed at all, you knew. moon took your hand without a second thought, plastic and metal thumb lightly running over each knuckle as per habit, and you felt a comfortable warmth settle in your rib cage; just another turn, and your apartment would be there, three doors down.

“…thank you.”

“for?”

“just- in general, i think.”

“hmm… okay. you’re welcome.”

“yeah. and also, i don’t think… i don’t think kids would be scared of you.”

“…”

“okay- i mean at first, sure, but you guys are very sweet! kids would like being around you again, if you would let them get to know you.”

“…. might be biased, starlight-“

“hey!”

“-but.. we’ll see. should get to bed for now, though.”

“..okay.”

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#these are starting to develop continuity so. i would recommend reading moonkissed and sunkissed beforehand #you could figure it out from context too though ig. so do whatever you want i don’t care sigh #fnaf dca x reader #moondrop x reader #sundrop x reader #moon x y/n #sun x y/n #you know it’s bad when i started writing this like uh #NOVEMBER 5TH OF LAST YEAR HOLY BALLZ #and it’s only around 4k i’m .clawing at the walls of my enclosure #sun x reader #moon x reader

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