#sunny day jack fanfiction

[elfqueen006]

Hide And Seek

Sunny Day Jack x Reader

a drabble i came up with on the fly. first person pov. suggestive.

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It was only supposed to be a game of hide and seek.

“Sunshine.” He calls out my name in a coo. I hear him shuffling around. Moving objects and pacing the house with his large clown shoes. I’m quiet as a mouse all the while, huddled in my closet. I’m surprised it isn’t the first place he looks, inside my room. But the pros and cons of this hiding spot was that it was too obvious, so it’d either be the first place you looked, or the last.

I expected Jack to go with the first place. He was a bit of a strategist when he played games, and also a bit competitive, if anything. And when he got in the zone, he became determined.

I hear more shuffling, “Are you in… here?” I flinch at the distant sound of a door swinging open, clasping my hands over my mouth. The door slams shut harshly. “Drat…”

I stifle a giggle. He sounds like a cartoon villain.

A pause. More shuffling. A creak in the door of the spare room. Ian’s old room. There’s more shuffling, then a clatter. I think I hear something like angry sputtering. I feel a cold sweat coming on. Jack is rarely ever - if at all - upset or angry. He’s been disappointed, and I hate whenever he was like that, especially with me. But he almost never showed signs of abrasiveness towards anyone. It might be funny if I could see his face, but the muttering along with hectic shuffling gives an added tension to this once fun game.

“Sunshine. Where are you?” He demands. There’s a bite in his voice I don’t expect. I involuntarily squeak.

Another pause. Then heavy but sure footfalls approach my room.

“...Sunshine?”

I gulp. This man… he can’t have known where I was by a little sound, right?

I keep quiet, pursing my lips shut. I can’t stop the heavy breathing through my nose though; my heart races as Jack paces around the room.

I see his hulking figure through the closet blinds. At times I’m only mildly annoyed at our vast height difference, but from the position I’m in now, I’m flustered – in a state of unease. Like I don’t want him to find me not just for the game’s sake, but for a sort of primal instinct of self preservation.

The next thing Jack does astounds me. He rubs his hands together, rolls his shoulders and lifts up my bed. A low growl escapes him when I’m not there, and he drops it unceremoniously.

“Fuck.” I breathed.

The silhouette of technicolor fwips in my direction and stomps over to the closet before the doors swing open.

Jack looks so… different from this angle. Almost terrifying. His usually easygoing grin is strained and feral on his face. His eyes stare down at me with a crazed intensity.

“I found you.” He said it as if I were really lost. Like he’d been searching for a year before finding me hiding in uncharted territory.

I laughed weakly, “Yep. Let’s um… do another round! You’re it now.”

“No. No…” Jack lifts me off the ground, pulling me to my now disheveled bed. My nightstand lamp is still on, and in the light I can see Jack’s cheeks are flushed. I’m about to ask him if he’s okay, or if he could slow down, but it dies on my tongue; the muscle is like lead – heavy in my mouth, thus I can’t make a sound.

Though I let a soft moan out when Jack kisses my neck.

“You’re too good at this game.” He muttered on my skin. He kisses up to the lobe of my ear before turning to whisper in it, “I have another game in mind, though.”

Lightly, he pushes me on my back, undoing my pants with a wide grin on his face, “I call it, hide the pierrot!”

[headcanons-blog]

NSFW Alphabet: Sunny Day Jack

cw: gn!reader, smut, dubcon? maybe noncon?, yandere jack being creepy

MINORS DNI!!!! YOU. WILL. BE. BLOCKED!!!

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

It's really no surprise that Jack's fantastic at aftercare. He's so sweet to you and he always puts your needs above his own! You get all the smooches and cuddles you want, especially after a particularly rough session. He'll pull you close, arms wrapped firmly around your waist, and pepper gentle kisses all over you. In between kisses, he'll whisper sweet nothings into your skin. You won't be leaving his side anytime soon.

B = Body part (favorite body part of theirs and also their partner's)

He's sort of indifferent about his body, but if he had to choose a favorite, he'd choose his mouth. More specifically his tongue. Pleasuring his partner in bed with just his mouth gives him so much pride. He loves going down on you so much. Sometimes he likes it even more than penetrative sex, but you didn't hear that from me.

Gosh! How can he only choose just one part of you to love?? He loves all of you so much, sunshine! If he HAD to choose just one, he'd pick your thighs. He loves running his hands over the softest parts of your inner thigh, leaving little love nips along the way to your sex.

C = Cum (anything that has to do with it)

When he cums, he cums HARD. He's partial to cumming inside of you. If you don't want him to, that's totally fine, but he just feels closer to you when he cums deep inside your fluttering walls. His second choice would to cum on your thighs. He'd lick it off afterwards to clean it off of you.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory)

He secretly watches you bathe and shower and jerks off to it. The first time he saw you in bath was a complete accident. He was calling you for dinner one night, when he came into the bathroom and caught you on the verge of falling asleep in the tub. You had had a long day at work, so of course you were exhausted. Luckily for him, you were so sleepy that you didn't catch him staring at your naked body in the now cool water. From then on, he watches you every time you bathe or shower, and he never gets caught.

E = Experience (do they know what they’re doing)

He is extremely experienced in the bedroom. He knows every little pleasure spot on your body. How he's so experienced is a mystery to you. He's a ghost clown from a kid's tv show for goodness' sake!

F = Favorite position

Missonary! I know, kind of boring, but he just loves to be on top of you and engulf your smaller frame. It makes him feel more in control, but he really just likes to be face to face with you. He doesn't mind cowgirl either! Just because you're on top though doesn't mean that you're at all in charge, but he doesn't have the heart to tell you. Remember sunshine, he can't do anything you don't want him to~

G = Goofy (how serious are they)

He's usually pretty serious in bed, because his focus is on your pleasure. He wants you to enjoy yourself! But he doesn't mind being goofy in the slightest, especially if you're feeling on the anxious side. He'll crack a joke here and there, give you smooches on your most ticklish spots, etc!

H = Hair (how well-groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

He's very well-groomed but not completely clean-shaven mind you. Quite honestly, I'm not sure if his hair even grows as a ghost, but if it does, he is good at keeping up with it so that it never grows out too much. The carpet does not match the drapes, because it would be weird and kind of gross if he had blue pubic hair. His hair is a nice dark black.

I = Intimacy (in the moment romantic or rough/dirty)

Jack is extremely romantic in bed. He's always giving you whispers of praise and admiration in bed. He really wants you to know how loved you are. He'll add to your bedroom's atmosphere by placing flower petals along the sheets and floor and perhaps light some candles as a romantic gesture. Super cliche, I know, but he's trying his best!

J = Jack off (do they masturbate and how often)

In general, not very often. Why jerk off when he has you? As I mentioned above, he spies on you in the shower and jerks off to that sometimes, but he kind of gets off to spying on you in general. Even if you're doing mundane things like chores, running errands, or working.

K = Kink (kinks what they like possibly unusual)

Body worship and general praise kink! It took no effort on your part to pry this kink out of him, he started it all on his own. He loves making sure you feel safe and loved, both inside and outside of the bedroom. Speaking of...

Exhibitionism 100%. He loves taking advantage of the fact that he's invisible to everyone but you. If a customer starts getting a little too friendly with you at work, he'll stick his hand in your pants and start jerking you off to show you who you really belong to. Don't worry, your lower half is covered by the counter. But good luck staying quiet, sunshine~

L = Location (where they like to get it on)

Speaking of exhibitionism! Besides your room, he'll fuck you at your job. In the supply closet, counter, your boss's desk... the world is your oyster, baby!

M = Motivation (things that makes them tick/turn-ons)

This is really specific but if you were to wear anything revealing, particularly something that exposes your shoulder(s), do not expect to be productive whatsoever. He will be all over you. His lips and hands will roam over every inch of exposed skin. His goal being to make you putty in his hands.

N = No (turnoffs or absolutely won’t do)

Jack has two absolute no-no's. The first one being that he will never ever hurt you in any way, shape or form. The second being that he will not share you with anyone. You are his sunshine, and his alone. No one else is allowed to lay a hand on you.

O = Oral (receiving or giving and how skillful they are)

GIVING GIVING GIVING GIVING G-

Jack is so good at sucking dick AND eating pussy/ass, and he is very prideful of this fact.

He's not sloppy, rather, he's very slow and meticulous when going down on you.

P = Pace (how fast they are and how long they last in bed)

He's not usually fast-paced because he likes to draw it out, and he doesn't like being rough with you. He can last a really long time, you'll probably have came at least two or three times before he has even once.

Q = Quickie (opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

Hates quickies. They will only ever happen when he's feeling jealous. Someone flirts with you? Doesn't matter if you reciprocate or not. He will quite literally drag you to the nearest flat surface and fuck you so fast and hard that you forget your name.

R = Risk (do they like to try new things)

Jack is indeed open to trying new things! Honestly, anything that'd make you happy, he'd be willing try at least once (besides the above no-no's).

S = Stamina (how many times they can go and how long each round lasts)

Jack can last a very long time, longer than any human could. If you have a high endurance like him, he'll probably go for 3 or 4 rounds in a row until he cuts you off. He doesn't want to push you too much now.

T = Toys (are they game for using sex toys on themselves or lovers)

Not a huge fan of using toys on himself but he LOVES taking some toys for a test drive on you. Using a vibrator to tease and overstimulate your poor sex is his favorite way to punish you when you've been a naughty brat. Don't try to squirm away, sunshine~ He'll tie down your arms and legs if he has to~

U = Unfair (how do they tease or do they enjoy suspense themselves)

He thinks it's adorable when you try to tease him! Aww you think you're the one in control! How cute! For real though, he's the tease in the relationship. He'll take advantage of his invisibility while you're in public to grope and tease all of your sensitive bits until you practically drag him back to your place for some privacy.

V = Volume (are they loud, what sounds, and do they talk)

Not super loud but not super quiet either. He wants you to know how good you're making him feel and will tell you by letting out loud grunts, groans and panting out some praises here and there.

W = Wild card (random sincannon of any sort)

He makes a point to litter your skin with as many hickies as he possibly can in the most obvious, hard to cover areas of your body. It's one of the only ways to show the rest of the world who you really belong to.

X = X-ray (what’s down below in dem pants)

This dude is PACKING. His cock is girthy and has a slight upward curve when erect. He's packing a good 7 inches, is not super veiny and is circumcised.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

In general, his sex drive is pretty low. For you though, he has a pretty high libido for you and only you, but he also has a lot of self-restraint. If you are a horndog on the other hand... he'll be happy to give into his desires and fuck you whenever you want.

Z = Zzzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

It's still a little unclear if he even does sleep for real, but for the sake of fanfiction, let's say that he can. He'll wait for you to fall asleep first so he can coax you to sleep. He'll gently stroke your hair and whisper loving praises until you drift off to sleep.

[sunbitesworld]

What about an mc with trust issues who finally Let Jack Hug them after MANY moths ⊂⁠(⁠・⁠﹏⁠・⁠⊂⁠). 🧡?

Of course! I hope you enjoy nonnie, sorry if it's short! Don't know if it the song really fits the headcanons but I'll let you guys decide that!

GN! Reader

Warnings: Slight Angst (?), mentions of Ian cheating

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Jack understood that not everyone really liked physical affection.

He never crossed your boundaries, not once.

He physically can't, not that he ever wanted to though.

You never really had to tell him you didn't like hugs, he just knew somehow.

He suspected it had something to do with your trust issues, but he wasn't sure if that was the only reason.

Thanks Ian, you traumatized them.

You two were sitting on the couch when you turned to look at him.

"Jack, can...I have a hug?"

His eyes widen ever so slightly in surprise.

"Of course you can, Sunspot! Come here..."

He'd gently wrap his arms around you and pull you to his chest.

"...This feels nice." You'd whisper, returning the hug.

You could get used to being like this with him.

"Don't ever be scared of my affection, Sunshine."

He gently stroked your hair, as you rested your head against his chest.

"Thank you, Jack..."

Yeah, you wanted more of his hugs in the future.

[missellaneousworks]

Just Right - SDJ Drabble

I wanted Jack x MC fluff, so I made Jack x MC fluff. Enjoy!

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Your eyes crack open, the sunlight trickling in through the blinds on your bedroom window. Squinting, you turned your head away in stubborn indignation, rebelling against the light of day. Though you knew it was only a matter of time before your primary collared boyfriend would rouse you from your comfy fortress of solitude.

...

.....except, he never did. Maybe he decided to make breakfast, then wake you up? A nudge against your leg brought you out of your thoughts to see Jack's surprisingly serene face, nestled in his own pillow. His breath was slow and even, it dawned on you that this was probably the most relaxed you had seen him in a while. You hadn't gotten used to it yet, but it never failed to make your heart flutter seeing him like this.

You regarded him for a moment, lightly brushing the blue strands of hair from his face, his lips quirked into a small, content smile that made your heart positively melt in adoration. It was illegal how gorgeous he looked. It occurred to you that Jack must have secretly been exhausted since you couldn't pinpoint a time when he looked anything less than chipper when he was with you. That brought a wave of concern, he'd always been taking care of you since you two first met. In the beginning, it was helpful, friendly suggestions. Later, once you got used to his presence, he physically helped around the house more. Now he was your best friend and lover, and his attention for you was nothing if not loving and constantly supportive. You couldn't ask for a better boyfriend, that was the truth. Suddenly, there was a pang of guilt that burrowed in your chest; was the reason why Jack was so exhausted because of you?

You nibbled on your bottom lip, pondering, wondering what you could do to remedy this. Taking a page from your now sleeping boyfriend, you thought to yourself, 'What would Sunny Day Jack do in this situation?' The answer was more obvious than you originally thought: make breakfast!

'It's the most important meal of the day to get your body moving and awake!' Why not give Jack a break from cooking breakfast for once? That way he could sleep in a little!

Now... getting up without waking Jack up was going to be a different hurdle, seeing as he was a light sleeper. You tried moving nice and slow first, trying to balance your weight on the bed so you wouldn't tip him off. Just when you were halfway off the bed, Jack's face contorted in discomfort and you saw his one arm reaching out for you. You silently scuttled away but knew he would probably wake up soon. Hastily, you glanced around the bed to give his wandering arm something else to hold on to and your eyes landed on your own pillow. Cautiously, you dipped your pillow just below Jack's reach aaaaaand... he took the bait, grabbing the pillow and bringing it close to him like a teddy bear. Adorable.

You couldn't get distracted now, though. The clock was ticking, and you guessed Jack would probably be fully awake within thirty minutes. Time to get to work! After 'borrowing' Jack's blue, cloud-printed bathroom you made your way over to the kitchen. What could you make that was relatively simple? Scrambled eggs? Protien-based, but maybe too simple. French toast? Delicious, but a bit too much work that you wanted to put the effort in right now. Your mind landed the old waffle iron in the back of your cabinet. Waffles! Perfect!

After combining the ingredients for the batter, you shifted around to pull out the old iron. It was from another one of your hunts at the thrift store, and you managed to score this for $7.00, another steal in your shopping expeditions! After plugging the iron in to heat you got another idea and grabbed a secret ingredient for the waffles: Chocolate chips!

Within minutes, the apartment was smelling sweet and delicious. After plating the waffle and adding a handful of berry fruits in a side dish and placing it onto a tray, you finished it with a tall glass of orange juice. You did the exact same process for the second waffle for yourself (Hey, you had to eat as well, and breakfast was the most important meal of the day, according to your blue-haired boyfriend). Satisfied with your presentation, you lifted the tray in preparation for the tiptoe back to the bedroom, when a sleepy voice called out...

"...Sunshine?" Looks like Jack woke up just in time!

"I'm coming back in," You called back tentatively in a sing-song voice. "Wait right there, Jack!"

"O...kay?" Relief seemed to seep into Jack's voice, followed by a dash of confusion, but he complied, staying up on the bed while sitting upright. Within moments you waddled in carrying the food tray, and the source of the sweet aroma he caught a whiff of when he awoke earlier. He couldn't help the smile that stretched crossed his face, his eyes softening. "Sunshine, whatcha got there?"

"Breakfast!" You chirped triumphantly. As you handed the tray to him.

"Aww, Sunspot," He took the tray, careful not to rattle the contents, but a twinge of confusion was still present in his voice. "You didn't have to do all of this for me."

"Yes, I did, shaddap." Despite the words, you couldn't help the playfully admonishing tone. "You take care of me all the time, so I wanted to do the same for you for a change."

"I... you..." Jack trailed off, at a loss for words before recovering. "This is such a nice surprise! You really didn't have--" Without warning, you used his fork to cut a piece of his chocolate chip waffle and gently fed it to him.

Feeling a little proud of yourself that you surprised the ever-charismatic Sunny Day Jack, you couldn't help but to gloat. "I know, but like I said, I wanted to. You deserve to be spoiled, too, Jack."

Jack snorted, then proceeded to chew the bite you had so graciously given him. Gradually, the expression on his face began to change into... something else. Something soft, something that made his eyes shine in awe and... adoration. Oh, he was looking at you with adoration. The corners of his mouth quirked up into the tenderest of smiles. "Thank you, Sunshine, this is... looks really, really, good." And yet, his eyes seemed like they were lost in thought.

Your heart sank slightly. "...Do you not like chocolate chip waffles?"

"O-oh, no! This is delicious! Honestly, this puts my pancakes to shame." He laughed with a twinge of embarrassment. It was so unusual to see Jack trip up his own words, which was equal parts concerning and amusing. "I don't think anyone has ever made breakfast for me like this."

"What, not ever?"

Jack chuckled, as he used his fork to cut off a piece. "Not that I can remember. It's... different but it's really nice."

You scooched closer, careful not to tip over your own plate on the bed. "You deserve to get spoiled, too, y'know." You repeated, with more loving conviction this time, resting your head on his shoulder.

Jack bowed his head, resting his head on top of yours. He breathed in, your scent and presence being a comfort to him. "You're too good for me, Sunspot."

"Hmm, funny, because I was thinking something similar about how good you are to me."

"Haha, well, looks like we've both found ourselves in a predicament. What should we do about this?" His voice was soft and alluring, and you knew it wasn't a rhetorical question this time.

You playfully contemplated for a means of compromise between the two of you, before snapping your fingers, the idea so simple and absolute.

"What if... we're just right for each other?"

"Just right?"

"Yeah," the twinkle in your triumphant eyes were unmistakable to Jack. "You can spoil me every once and a while, and I get to do the same to you. If we're both doing it, then we balance each other out."

Jack's heart swelled with love at your proclamation, lifting your unoccupied hand and giving it a gentle, deliberate kiss upon your knuckles.

"That sounds perfect to me, Sunshine."

[kurokrisps]

Love is In The Air Part 1

for context: it's a younger Belle (college age) and an aged Sam Sours.

[sugaryapplepie]

I am in tears of laughter over anyone who clicks the Sunny Day Jack tag and then This appears. It's not clickbait y'all he's fr in there

[cynful-sins]

Synopsis: During a particularly bad thunderstorm, you found yourself bored and alone with no one to talk to. Falling into a hole of overthinking, your friendly ghost roommate decided to finally make an appearance to help distract you from everything you want to ignore.

AKA: Mmm a self-indulgent Sunny Day Jack x Reader fanfic <3

[ask-darling-xoxo]

Hi! Any way you'd be willing to do Jack x reader x doe where they bond over their love of each other?

Sunnyday Jack x GN! Reader x John Doe////Bonding Over Love

As much as Doe and Jack had their differences, there was one thing they shared in common: their love for you. It was something they immediately bonded over and you were happy that you were the cause of this! It brought all three of you closer together and Jack and Doe had their own roles in this relationship. Jack was the protector and of course caretaker over your health and emotions. He was the one to keep you steady and understand how you were feeling, helping you through your emotions and problems. Doe was also the role of a protector as well as emotional support. Though he didn’t understand most of your emotions very well, he at least did his best to be there for you whether they were positive or negative emotions from you.

Both Jack and Doe bonded over this fact as well, knowing they could work together to make you happy. And you enjoyed it! Your loving boyfriends taking such good care of you and all you had to do was give them your love and attention…and perhaps some reassurance once in a while.

Currently, the three of you were cuddled up on the couch, with Jack in the middle and Doe and you on either side. Jack could only grin as he pulled you and Doe closer. He gave Doe a side eyed glance, Doe immediately catching on and watching as Jacks gaze landed on you. Your face looked tired but in a cute way as your head was rested on Jacks chest, your gaze fixed on whatever show was playing on the tv. Doe and Jack continued to watch as you slowly fell into a deep sleep, your body curled up against the beefy clown man. “Aren’t they so cute?….I could cuddle with them forever…” Jack whispered, his gloved hand coming down to softly pet your head, Doe’s pupils widening in adoration upon seeing your sleeping face. “Yes…so so so cute…love them so much don’t we?” Doe says, Jack picking you up and standing to his feet. “Mhm! Now let’s take them to the bedroom…I’m sure they must be exhausted” Doe followed behind Jack into the bedroom, the two of them working together to put you into comfier clothes and tucking you into bed before laying by each of your sides. They stayed up for a while, enjoying the quiet silence as they comfortingly pet your head and rubbed your back, the both of cooing sweet things about you as you slept.

It was clear as day, they deeply loved you and eachother and they always would. Their bond growing stronger with each passing moment with you.

((I hope this wasn’t too cheesy! It’s been a while since I really sat down and wrote something!

[sillylittleravenpuff]

Just got the idea for a Heathers Au for Sunny Day Jack....

Jack would be JD (just in bright colors instead of goth lmao), MC would be Veronica, I think Ian would be Heather Chandler tbh- Nick would probably take the place of Kurt/Ram, and Shaun would probably be Martha.

Its not perfect but thats the general idea.

So if anybody else likes that idea and wants to write/draw it feel free! (Just credit me pls <3)

[ghostgirl101]

Thanks in advance 🙃

[elfqueen006]

Kiss and Make Up

Sunny Day Jack x Reader

Tw: post argument (after that one Jack audio), toxiiic, manipulation, cunninglingus lemon, dub-conny to enthusiastic

There was a knock on your door. You flinched not experiencing the sudden interruption of your solitude. You were still winding down after your argument with down after your argument with your “best friend”. Admittedly though, this was another blip in a long history of “shut-downs”. You did it with your parents, your boss, and Ian. It’s nothing special, but it doesn’t get any easier to work through.

“Shaun?” You called out tentatively. But of course, who else should answer but Sunny Day Jack? When he opens the door you check his body language - knit-brows, tense shoulders, and a grimace. He’s still upset, but not as much as before. Not angry. Still, you probably weren’t helping with bringing up the man that you both were arguing about. It was a knee-jerk reaction on your part, mixed with hopefulness and a fleeting callousness – not uncommon for your moods. But you knew better. Shaun wasn’t coming back for a while, as he was away for a meeting in L.A. with his agent, Olivia.

One might think being in either position would be a dream of sorts. But all you know is your college buddy is a big time director doing movie things, while you’re left here to stave off the remnants of your frustration in your ghost clown situationship.

You pulled your legs up to your chest as Jack closed the door behind him before approaching you. Thankfully, it didn’t close all the way. That gave you a sliver of relief. You didn’t want to be in a closed space with him right now; not after before.

He sat at the foot of the bed. You scooted up the bed further to where you sat on the pillows, subtly grabbing the edges as if they could hold you, keep you safe, free from this tension.

Finally Jack asked, “Are you okay?”

No. “I’m alright.” you replied.

“You sure? You didn’t come out of your room for a few hours.”

This is what I do when people raise their voices at me. “I just needed some time to myself…”

Jack nodded and gave an understanding smile. You resisted a frown, because for once the gesture made you upset. He didn’t deserve to be concerned when he got you like this. He didn’t deserve to be understanding as if you going through this had nothing to do with him. You smiled back though, you had to. You wanted the worst to be over even if he was acting like it was just a little hurdle. You always got over it before.

The bed creaked, snapping you out of your thoughts as you noticed Jack had gotten closer to you. Like right beside you. Tilting his head, he raises his hand and puts it just inches to your face.

“May I?” He asked. What else can you do but let him? You nodded, letting his gloved hand brush your cheek coming up to your hair before twisting your curls between his thumb and forefinger.

Softly, he spoke your name. You look at him, and the weight in your chest gets heavier when you look at those doe eyes. Big, brown, and wide, and pretty. With his eyes you think he’s saying sorry. You think, but his mouth will say something entirely different.

“You know, I care about you a lot right?” he asked.

You nodded slowly in reply.

“So I expect the same in return. And it’s not your fault, I know you do your best with… Shaun around,” his voice took on a dark tone at the mention of your roommate. “But I just feel so neglected whenever he comes around,”

“He’s coming between us.”

“I don’t mean to make you feel that way. And if I have, I’m really sorry.” you replied, “It’s just hard… balancing you both.”

“I know, Sunshine.”

And he smiled as if to congratulate you on your apology. Truthfully, you didn’t know why you did it anyway. It just felt like the right thing to say; it felt correct. It wasn’t as if he were asking for one, but it’s not like you could take it back now. It felt worse to have him angry and disappointed. And even if it made you upset now, when he smiled at you it was like you could accomplish anything.

“We can fix it, right?”

“Of course. Hey,” He took hold of your chin, “No time like the present, right?”

“...Right.”

You had a bit of an inkling where this was heading when he pressed his lips onto yours. There wasn’t going to be an I’m sorry to placate this. Soft skin moved together rhythmically in a sensual kiss. Jack slipped his tongue inside and against yours, licking your wet muscle, and you found yourself eagerly returning the gesture. When there was an opportunity to taste Jack again, you sure would take it. You wrapped your arms around his neck to pull him closer. Jack pulled you up upon his lap and held you by your waist. You began to feel his excitement through his pants, promptly rolling your hips against him to get friction. He pulled away, leaving a line of spit between you.

Though you whined when the kiss was broken, you let him ease you down onto the pillow behind you. Jack chuckled softly, “You have to be patient. Be patient for me. Can you do that?”

Fuck that. The primal part of you didn’t want to wait, it was just focused on chasing that high Jack provided. But as you were about to protest, a haze took over your mind, sedating you, making you pliant to whatever was coming. The ache was still there, but it didn’t burn as strongly.

“Okay,” you breathed out.

Jack ran his thumb over your cheek again before leaning down to kiss it. He kissed up your ear, nibbling on the lobe. The action made you squirm. Jack smirked at your reaction before working his way down to your neck. He suckled on the skin to ensure the hickies would be there come morning. It wouldn’t be enough though. He wanted to mark you all over.

He raised up your hoodie and shirt over your chest. He undid the bra remaining there and tossed it over the bed. A shaky sigh passed through your lips when closed his lips around your nipple. All the while, he worked your other breast with his free hand, kneading the flesh under his palm and fingers.

Jack grazed his teeth over your nipple, humming in satisfaction when you moaned. One of your legs propped on his hip for leverage as you subconsciously rocked your hips up to the air, desperate to feel something – anything. His ego was living for all of it. No matter what he did, he knew he could make you melt under his touch. 

He truthfully did feel sorrowful for what he’d said earlier. 

“Goddammit Sunshine! You are impossible! I do everything right!” he spat. You hurriedly stepped back with wide eyes but he stalked closer towards you. You had to hear this and really see how he was in turmoil over you. He cared so much for you and still does. He deserved your attention more than anyone right now. But here you were, worrying about whether or not your roommate was faring well in L.A. though he’d updated you over the course of the month too many times for him to count!

When you retreated into your room he was still fuming. But after a while he got worried and had begun to feel like he pushed you too far. It was a spur of the moment reaction after all. Maybe he should have taken the time to evaluate what he could’ve said before lashing out like that. But it was done, and no matter what the after effects had been, he would always make a point to have your best interests in mind.

He pulled his lips off of your breast with a pop and moved down to your pelvis. He took your pants off, pleasantly surprised to find you without panties. Your cheeks burned when he shot you an amused smirk.

“If I didn’t know any better… I’d say you planned for me to eventually find you like this.” Your skin trembled as he rubbed circles on your inner thigh. “It’d be poor form outside the house. Why, you never know who’s looking at your sweet body.”

Your breath hitched when he kissed your mound.

“It’s fine here though. Because it’s all for me.”

The lave of his tongue sent a jolt of pleasure through your body. Skillfully he ate you out, making you arch against his painted face. You gripped the sheets beneath to keep you leveraged while you followed the rhythm of his licks. Jack grabbed you under the thighs and pulled you close to delve his tongue into your entrance. 

Your mouth dropped in a silent Oh. How long was that thing anyway?

Jack watched you writhe from below, savoring every pleasured shift in expression. Your eyes and nose scrunched tight, the smallest hints of flushed red skin on your face, and your bottom lip pulled between your teeth. When all of this was for him, he could say with no ego, he was your greatest lover.

You reached out to grab him by his hair, but he was way ahead of you, pulling your lower body up as he stood on his knees continuing to pleasure you. Your upper half still lie on the bed, with you desperately grabbing whatever was beneath to keep you grounded.

“Oh, please!” you cried.

Jack paused in his actions but didn’t move his mouth from your labia. “Please…what?”

“Let me cum!”

You felt the twitch of his lips against your lower ones.

“On one condition… you don’t talk about Shaun the whole month he’s away…”

“...huh?”

Was he still on that? You’d long since forgotten with the way he was ruining you like this. You’d always be concerned for Shaun no matter how far he is… but thinking about it now, it seemed like such a silly thing to get in a dispute over. Shaun was a grown man. And you had to stop relying on his companionship, and focus on the one giving you the best head of your life.

“Yes. Yes, whatever you want!” you huffed.

Your high had ridden down, but Jack’s artful tongue only took a few more strokes to get you to climax. He’d have you all to himself now, with no outside influence or thoughts to get in the way.

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🎵all of this looove is... Toxic~ all these kisses and hugs is...not shit🎵 anywaaay~ hope y'all enjoyed! It's my first day back from spring break making this. not too shabby if I do say so myself!

[headcanons-blog]

hello can you post what jacks kinks are pls and thx??

//Of course, darling!! Hope you enjoy these!! On my other SDJ posts, I wrote about some of his kinks, so apologies if I repeat myself a bit. I'll try to go more in-depth with these if I do. Also, some of these are not as kinky as I meant for them to be. Sorry about that! I'm a bit rusty and suffering from writers block.//

tw: smut

Sunny Day Jack:

Praise Kink: This man worships the ground you walk on and that doesn't change when you're in bed with him. He'll softly touch and kiss every inch of your body, whispering praises into your skin as he gently fucks you into the mattress. You just make him so happy. "Sunspot," he shakily moans. "I love you so much. You're so beautiful. I just want to make you feel as good as you make me."

Orgasm Denial: Jack can be such a tease when he wants to be. He wants to draw out your pleasure for as long as he can, so you always remember that only he can make you feel this good. Jack loves the sight of you underneath him, begging, pleading, for some sort of release. "Jaaaack," you let out a long drawn-out whimper. "Pleaseeee Jack! Please let me cum! I'll be good, I promise!!" He was showing no mercy tonight it seemed. It's been like this for hours and showed no sign of stopping, all because someone had flirted with you while you were out today. "Sunshine," his voice was low and deep, almost dangerous. It made you feel nervous and excited simultaneously. "I told you that you couldn't cum until you forgot how to speak. I suppose I still have my work cut out for me."

Size Difference: He'd be slightly ashamed to admit it, but he'll think it's super sexy if there's a significant height difference between you two, especially if you're shorter than him. You're just so cute, you little cutie you! It's so easy for him to just pick you up and throw you over his shoulder and carry you to the bedroom. Another favorite of his is when he picks you up and fucks you against a wall. It's just so intimate, with your legs wrapped around his waist and your hands tangled in his thick blue locks. He just can't get enough of you.

Feederism: I already mentioned in another post that Jack has a slight preference for someone who's thicc. This preference of his stems from his feederism kink. He'll feed you blueberry pancakes until you feel like you're about to pop. Seeing you so full and content... just makes him SO horny. It's difficult to hold himself back from taking you right then and there.

[succubusmelt]

Welcome, honey~ ♥

Heyaa! Welcome to my yandere simp page, where all your fantasies and dreams will become true~

❥ What is this blog about?

This is a multifandom blog where you can read about headcannons, one-shots and writings of your favorite yandere character. Also, is allowed to request and send ideas for more content!

This blog is merely created for fun and entertainment. Any character belongs to the respective author. ➭ Minors are not allowed!

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❥ Fandoms I write for

John Doe Game

Your Boyfriend

Something is wrong with Sunnyday Jack

My Dear Hatchet Man

14 Days with you

Lurking for Love

Maybe in the future I will join more (?)

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❥ About me (?)

Well... my name is Loren (but you can also call me Melt &lt;3).

I go by She/He pronouns.

I like to write and eat all the content that there is about my hyperfixation (that's why I made this blog, haha).

My english is not very good, sorry for that.

Maybe one day I will upload my fanarts or something else.

I like philosophy, movies, video games, drawing and writing.

My MBTI is INTP 4w5 Choleric Melancholic.

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❥ RULES

❥ MASTERLIST

[kurokrisps]

Apologies for the inactivity, heres a comic.

Artstyle likely influenced as I've been reading a ton of webtoons.

Bonus Cloudy:

[chaoticlittlecrows]

Hi nerds <3

Howdy!

So I've been getting a lot of traction on my Milo Thatch post (which is great) and first off I just wanna say tysm to those who have inreracted with my content! I love making it and I appreciate your support so freakin much!!

Now then... I have been thinking of trying to write fanfiction again. I deleted the posts but at one point I was writing fanfiction. I love making OCs and drawing for fandoms Im apart of! I cant promise perfection, but it would mean the world to me if you could support that. Starting withhh helping me pick a fandom! (Also, I have my own original plotline Im working on, if anyone is interested I will post more details about it)

MINOR EDIT: Ik this runs for a week but I'm so excited, so by 10 pm MST, 8/23/23, whatever the top answer is when I check it out will be the final one!

[pumpkinqueenautumn]

Saturday, September 24th, 1995

It had been a crisp, autumn day in the city, with an overcast sky hanging over the bustling area, a stark contrast to the array of oranges and reds that began falling down from tree tops. People walked to and from their destinations, as if the living souls around them were irrelevant to the world they resided in. Nothing more than meer blimps in their radar that crescendoed out with every passing foot step.

And amongst these lonely wanderers was a young man by the name of Cole McBride, who had just finished another mundane shift at the library. What he had anticipated to be an escape for the realities of the modern world, had simply added to his bleak outlook on society, unable to find any play within his duties.

After he finished stacking the remaining books into their homes, the blonde punched out, strolling aimlessly on the sidewalk that would lead him to his feeble one bedroom apartment. However, something… stopped him, big light green eyes scanning a quiet antique shop. Though he couldn’t put his finger on it… something was drawing him- no, pulling him inside.

Shifting through the ancient trinkets and discarded kitchen supplies, his subconscious, for no apparent reason, decided to head to a hidden section in the back, where he saw an old VHS tape with 1984 Incident in red letters. Something seemed… off about this item, but he deduced it to be some low budget horror film. Bringing it up to the counter, the cashier only wanted a measly ten cents for it. And with that, the porcelain skinned young adult ventured home, arriving at his quaint apartment, covered in the floral patterns it came with when he had first moved in.

Setting his belongings down, with a strange tingling sensation spreading about, he placed the tape into his player, turning on his television set.

“Every breathe you take

And every move you make”

The room went hazy, and his extremities shivered with torment, unable to articulate what was even playing before him, flashes of distorted color strobing outwards.

“Every bond you break,

Every step you take,

I’ll be watching you”

He fell, but it didn’t hurt. He felt nothing. Only darkness. But that would quickly fade in the coming days.

“Oh can’t you see… you belong to me?”

(Hi there! Tumblr wouldn’t let me post this to my side blog, so here I am lol. This is a fanfic/AU type of introduction I wrote after obsessing over the game Something’s Wrong With Sunny Day Jack! Taking place ten years after the incident, Cole is a shy, introverted librarian who feels invisible to the world around him. Can a certain clown man brighten his dreary world? If you are 21+ and would like to play Jack, I would love to explore this! Thank you for reading!)