#swwsdj x reader

[yanderelovlies]

Note: THIS IS 18+! SMUT WITH NO PLOT.

Your back arched off of Jack's chest as your head laid back on his should "your doing so good sunshine." He kissed your neck as his hand moved around to tangle his Fingers in Bo's hair pushing the blond closer to your core. Taking his sign Bo's tongue delved into you drinking your essence from the source greedily.

Jack's other hand found its way to your breast squeezing it before playing with your nipple. He continued to leave kisses and bites on your mumbling praises into your skin. You could feel the knot in your stomach tighten at their menstruations. "I-Im gonna....!"

With his arms still around your thighs pulls you closer making you slide down Jack's chest. Your legs wrap tightly around him as the knot finally snapped causing you and Bo to moan loudly. The blond drank was all you had to offer.

As you tried to catch your breath you could feel Jack adjust himself before trying to pull you up again. Still trying to lick clean you lr overestimated hole Bo growled trying to bring you closer to him again.

With his hand still in the Blond's hair Jack gripped the roots pulling him up to look at the two of you. Bo's eyes showed nothing less than lust and possessiveness as he glared at the man behind you baring his fangs. "Now now Bo Sharing is caring." You could feel Jack resting his head on your shoulder the arm fondling you before now wrapped around your torso. "And I'm sure you don't want to be left out of the fun part...right?" You couldn't see his face, but you could hear the cold smile in his voice making you shiver.

Letting a quieter growl Bo reluctantly moved away from you. Jack let go of Bo's hair petting it "Good boy." As Bo's hands moved away from your thighs down your legs you noticed the bruises his desperate touch left behind. However, you didn't get to dwell on it too long as Jack bent the two of you grabbing your legs in each hand "Now let's reward that good behavior hmm sunshine?" He sits back up lift your legs with him and fully exposes you to Bo's greedy eyes. "Go ahead, and take your reward."

With his tail wagging wildly behind him Bo began to unbutton and pull down his pants throwing them somewhere forgotten. You watched as he pumped the thick base of his cock before lining it up with your entrance. As much as he wanted to plunge himself into you he also didn't want to put you through any pain. So he looked at you for confirmation.

"Please, Bo...I need you!" You whined trying to move closer to him. Bo's hands replaced Jack's as he folded you plunging his Dick into you till his hips touched yours.

"Be gentle now Bo. We wouldn't want to break them just yet." Bo tried to keep that in mind as he began to move inside of you. But the way felt around, the way you moaned and call out his name flipped a switch. His grip on you tightened as his thrusts got rougher and faster.

You leaned hard against Jack finding purchase in Jack's shirt as you looked up at him. He looked down at you adoration and lust clear on his face. "You're taking him so well sunshine." You let out a moan in return. Jack kisses the corner of your mouth smirking "Do you think you could take two?"

"P-please...I wanna feel you too Jack."

Now, who was he to deny such a sweet plea "Bo be a good boy and pick sunshine up, will you?"

Bo's thrust became slower till he stopped altogether making you whine. Bo leaned down and kissed you. His tongue evades your mouth as his grip moves from the back of your knees to guide your legs to wrap around him as he wraps his arms around you. He carefully lifts you as he stood on his knees. You wrapped your arms around his neck trying to cling to him.

Not long after you felt Jack's no naked chest against your back as one of his hands run down your body. He kissed and nipped at the other side of your neck as he gave his dick a few pumps. He pulled away for a bit to spit into his hand using it to lube up his dick. Taking two is already risky he didn't want to push it.

He guided his dick to your entrance, and inside. It was odd feeling Bo's dick against his own, but once he was fully seated in you his opinion changed.

The kiss between you and Bo had long broken due to your loud moaning and whining as Jack entered. "Mm...'m so full.."

With labored breaths, the three of you waited for the pain to subside. Jack tilted your head back so he could kiss you. All the while Bo's hands moved down to grip the fat of your ass cheeks. You pulled away with labored breath and lust-filled eyes "move...please."

Using his grip began to gently move you up and down making all of you moan. The pace was slow and calculating trying not to hurt while chasing the pleasure this brought. Trying hard to keep it that way Bo bit down on your already bruised and marked shoulder drawing bits of blood and making you tighten around the two of them.

"Fasterrr..." your head fell back on Jack's should. Your body feels hot and fuzzy yet unsatisfied with the pace they set.

"Anything for you puppy." Without confirmation from the clown behind you, Bo began to move his hips with his movements helping him quicken the pace.

Jack matched Bo's movements causing all the air to leave your lungs in a silent scream. You have never felt so full in your life, and with the two of them, they were hitting spots never hit before. You could feel your eyes roll to the back of your head as they slowly lost all sense of self. All they cared about was chasing their own highs.

Bo was rougher than Jack pounding his hips into yours as his grip became bruising. He once again bit down on you as he growled out your name.

Jack was somewhat gentler matching Bo's rough pace. Jack preferred to praise you than leave any more marks and bruises. "You're doing so good sunshine."

"Perfect...'n tight!"

You could tell they were both getting close as not only did their pace increase but words and growls became nothing more the moans and whines blending with your own. With a final hard thrust you could rope after rope of cum fill till it was pouring out of you.

Your body went limo as Jack and Bo kept your body up. "Bo keep sunshine company......i-im going to run a bath." Slowly Jack pulled himself out of you causing more of their mixed cum to spill out of you.

Bo moved his arms to securely hold you before gently lowering you down on the bed. Bo refused to pull himself out of you whining "We can't let it got to waste puppy." It wasn't until Jack came to collect you that Bo had reluctantly left you. It pained him greatly making him whine all night till the three of you went to bed.

[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.

[clouduru-chan]

Well I decided to write something about some yanderes, well I'm kind of new to this, so sorry for any mistakes, well in the Brazilian yandere community, we usually write headcanons of some characters, as well as realizing that there were no headcanons for some characters here on Tumblr, I decided to write a little about them.

Yandere reacting to reader who cosplays

Monika

- Well, you have only been dating a short time, and she knew that you loved to watch anime, series and Doramas, read some manga and light novels or play some video games, and since you know her well, you call her to watch something that involves romance;

- But something caught you off guard, when you simply showed up at the meeting with the cosplay of a romance anime you like to watch with your girlfriend;

- You did it because it might please your beautiful girlfriend;

- you cosplayed Kaguya Shinomiya from Kaguya Sama wa kokurasetai;

- Well you just wanted to surprise her, and Monika rather liked that, and with that she pours sweet kisses all over your face, and you turn into a blushing mess;

- You get a little clumsy around your girlfriend, so you don't get into the role of Kaguya too much;

- Monika loves how Kaguya Sama's school uniform dress looks perfect on you;

- Well you have been doing character cosplays for quite a while now, so it would be nice if your girlfriend knew about it;

- Well Monika realized at first that this was not the first cosplay, as it was very well done;

- When you stopped being embarrassed by the situation, you decided to act like the character you had cosplayed;

- Monika laughed a lot at your performances, because you were able to get perfectly into the role of the character;

- She loved the work you did just for her, you had so much love and dedication to it, she feels sweet, she will one day repay that;

Ayano Aishi

- She was waiting for you outside your room, but out of nowhere she feels caught, she feels your hands on her thighs and back, you had picked her up;

- This yandere turned extremely red when you did this, and when she looked at you, you were in costume;

- You were cosplaying Yuji Itadori from Jujutsu kaisen;

- The two of you kind of decided to hang out together at the comic con, to tell you the truth, you were the one who urged her to go to the event;

- At the event, you were holding hands the whole time;

- Ayano wasn't in cosplay, since she didn't see much point in it, but so that people wouldn't look down on her for not wearing something from pop culture, you lent her your Attack on Titan freedom wings sweatshirt;

- Ayano was extremely happy and flushed with this gesture, it will be a little difficult for her to return the sweatshirt to you, as she will place it on her altar with other of her belongings;

- At the event, many people came up to you to compliment the cosplay, but until one person came up, making a reference to the anime:

" What is your type of woman"

Ayano grimaced at that, why ask such a personal and stupid question?

She hadn't understood the reference, so you got into character.

"My kind of woman? My kind of woman is tall and big-butt, just like my girlfriend Ayano Aishi! He then points to the dark-haired girl.

Congratulations you have made this yandere extremely clueless.

Alan Orion

- Alan had arranged for you to go out into the forest, since he had a surprise for you;

- But you had an appointment, so you told him you were going to be a little late, of course he was annoyed by this, what was more important than him?!;

- Well you had to go to an anime event that was going to be held at the gym, a lot of people who like pop culture went there, so obviously to show your work, so you went in cosplay;

- The cosplayer you did was Rem from Re: Zero kara Hajimeru Isekai Seikatsu;

- After the event, you were in a hurry to go see your boyfriend, because you knew he had been upset with you for changing the appointment time;

- By this time you hadn't even taken off the accessories you were wearing to make the cosplay, so you go straight into the forest to see that man;

- When you arrived, Alan was sitting with his back to you, and as soon as you approached him, your boyfriend's heterochromatic eyes sparkled with admiration; he thought you were late just to get ready like that just for him;

- Well, his intention when he called you was to fuck you hard in the forest, to get you addicted to his cock, but seeing you dressed like that made him hard right away;

- You kind of won't feel your legs for a week anymore;

Sunny day Jack

- Jack was wondering why you were taking so long in the room;

- He was intrigued in what you were doing, as this ghost was curious of what your Sunshine was doing, so he opened the door to your room;

- When he was going to ask how you were, he looked at you, you were wearing strange clothes, wearing a pink wig and contact lenses of the same color, as well as a well-made makeup over your face, making you look very effeminate;

- You jumped when he saw you cosplaying Astolfo from Fate: Apocrypha;

- Well, you decided to step into the role of the character, just to tease Jack for breaking into your room;

"Oh! So you are my master?! Then I will introduce myself! For it is very important to speak my real name! So, my name is Astolfo! One of the twelve paladins of Charles Magno! It's a pleasure" you played the role of getting all excited, quickly approaching the blue-haired man.

" What about yours?" You had a huge smile on your face, you had really gotten into character, Jack was impressed, even though he didn't understand the reference he quite liked it, especially the master part.

- Jack picks you up and puts you on the bed, he would give you lots of love, because as you said, he was your master;

[midnightlee25]

Random Yandere Headcanons: Platonic Parent: Sunny Day Jack

He is basically the perfect parent, always caring, supportive, there to listen, giving advice and in all just being there.

However, he is also smothering, picks out who they can be around (EX: friends.) overprotective, and never wants them to move out/leave him.  

Can technically be with his child at all times. (The biggest example being when they start school.) not that he follows them around everywhere…. but he could if he wanted or felt like he needed to since the only ones who can see/hear him are them and their other parent.

He is very picky about who they hang out with/ who is around them. This is not limited to friends but also family, coworkers…basically everyone that is not him or their other Parent will be judged harshly.

He isn't too much of a push over but can also baby his child quite a bit. This isn't to say he won't put his foot down. It's a very strange balancing act that he plays well.

Back to the judging when it came to his child finally trying to find a partner…. he won't be happy. They will be judged harsher than anyone else in their whole life and any that anyone he sees as unfit that he can't talk his child out of not dating will be…. scared off to be put lightly.  

One of the (few) freedoms his child will have been choosing what they get to do in life. That being their job, whether it's something they always wanted to be or changing it every now and again.

That being said, when it comes to them being independent it verys. Sure they can have a job but if they want to move out…will…. He does try to convince them as much as he can that there isn't anything wrong with staying at home….forever. He hates the idea of having an ‘empty nest’.

Even if they did try to hide something from him no matter what it is or how well they think they hide it he will find out what it is.

He would be broken if they ever said that they hated him even if they didn't mean it.

[elfqueen006]

The Lifeguard part 3

Sunny Day Jack x Reader

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Tags/CW: summer camp au, camp counselor au, horror, slasher, rivals to lovers. Angst. Humor. Murder. Graphic violence.

Minors DNI

“The new food isn’t bad, but I really don’t get the appeal of changing a brand that’s been fine on its own for decades,” Jack said, twisting one of his fries between his thumb and forefinger.

You put a massive glob of ketchup on your burger, “You really can’t chalk it up to anything other than making money,” You said. You take a big bite out of your burger, excess grease and condiment remaining on your lips as you messily chew and swallow before wiping your mouth, “Speaking’ of which… how much do I owe you for the meal?”

Jack waved you off, “No charge.”

“Don’t gimme that – I’ve got more than enough-”

“I don’t need it.”

You stare at him a moment before shrugging, “Whatever. I’m fuckin’ starving.”

“Don’t exaggerate,” Jack said.

“No really,” You replied, taking another bite of your burger, “I skipped breakfast.”

“Why would you do that?”

You shrug, “Couldn’t eat. I texted Skylar all last night and I still haven’t heard back,” The warmth drains from Jack’s cheeks and the feeling of lead weighs on his chest. 

He wets his suddenly dry lips, “Really?”

“Really,” You then scowled,” I know the bitch sees my texts though because she leaves me on ‘read’.”

Bile rises in the mascots’ throat. And he doesn’t know if it’s because of how casually you can call someone you deemed a friend a ‘bitch’. Or if it’s because he’s the reason you’re feeling so bitterly. Skylar wasn’t the one who left you on read, he did. Why did he have to go through her phone?! But in hindsight he supposed that this wasn’t entirely a bad thing. This gave you the impression Skylar was alive and well. Though he didn’t know how well someone could be after being found out you screwed someone else's boyfriend, but hey, he could probably assume if she were alive, she’d feel very guilty.

But Jack knows he’s being too quiet and asks to appear inconspicuous, “Have you heard from Ian at least?”

You shake your head, your frown deepening, “He isn’t even reading his texts…”

“You have any idea where they went? Or where they would go?”

“Nope.”

He sighs, letting disappointment seep into his features. Some of it is real. He’s disappointed this all had happened. It doesn’t even seem real, this past week. He’s hoping by tomorrow, he’ll wake up and Skylar will be smiling at him as she leads the kids on a trail to the ziplines, or that Ian will be trying his best to rangle his group in until you come in and his face turns red at the sight of you in the lifeguard’s leotard…

You’re swirling a fry in a pool of ketchup when you say, “I hope they’re dead…”

Jack choked on his drink, “What? ”

“You heard me.”

Jack ran a hand down his face, “No… no you don’t, Y/N.”

You hum, “Kind of,”

“No."

After a moment of silence you spoke, “I still can't believe it. Ian… you know we went to elementary school together. Since then we’ve been inseparable. And he’s never lied to me!” You slumped back in your chair, looking up at the fluorescent lights in the ceiling. “When he and Skylar met at that…fancy acting school I felt something in my gut telling me it wasn’t right but I just chalked it up as petty jealousy… How could he do that to me?”

Suddenly Jack feels as if he's the one who’d been cheated on. All this time he thought he had a chance with Skylar, but she had her eyes on someone else. Someone taken no less. He lets out a forlorn sigh. You shake your head and lean on the table, “Sorry. I know you liked Skylar so… this probably makes you feel pretty shit too.” You said.

“It’s fine,” Jack replied, smiling softly, “It’s not your fault.”

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On your way to the campsite, little to no words were exchanged. You leaned over, resting your arm on the side door. You watched the buildings and civilization pass you by. It was like leaving your world behind, never having been much of an outdoorsy person.

Jack advised you to strap in, but of course, you hadn't listened.

“It isn’t that long a drive,” You said. “And the car doesn't even have a roof so I don’t know how much safer we’d be in seatbelts…”

As you said that, the car hits a hump in the road. You jolt in your seat and catch yourself on Jack’s forearm. “You were saying?” He said.

“Heh…”

You pushed yourself upright, but a hand lingered on Jack’s arm. It was surprisingly firm and toned. With a decent amount of hair. They always looked so plush from afar, especially with all the hugging he’d do. He was a big teddy bear to everyone he met. Well, everyone except you. 

“Y/N…”

You blinked out of your thoughts, his arm flexed as you subconsciously squeezed it. You retracted your hand, “My bad, you've got a lot of muscle for a mascot.” You said, chuckling slightly. 

Jack gave you a look. You put your hands up in defense, "Not trying to sound weird! It's just that, I dunno… I didn't expect a guy of your…position… to work out like that or anything…"

He turned his attention to the road once more, thumping his fingers on the steering we'll. 

"...I did some jobs back in the city before this." He said.

"What kind of jobs?" You asked.

"Moving. Heavy lifting. That sort of thing…"

You simply hum in reply before looking back out at the fields. Crossing a certain point in the road you spot the shed and point at a familiar figure, "Hey, isn't that Bill?"

Jack's head just about snaps off his neck as he spots the head counselor looking around the shed. Bill spots you two in the Moke and beckons the driver over. Instead, Jack speeds up and continues towards the campsite.

You brace yourself in your seat, "H-Hey! What's your rush?"

"I'm just trying to get you to camp safely." Jack replied. His eyes were erratic.

"I appreciate that, but didn't Bill need you or something? It could've been important!"

"Just let me do this very quickly!"

Soon enough, you made it to the campsite; Jack making a hasty pull over as you stumbled out of the cart.

"Um, thanks. For the free food and everything." You said. Jack grunts a reply and speeds off in a cloud of dust. You sigh. That guy is truly a piece of work.

Jack's stomach churns when he drives back to the shed. He pulls up on the grass. He hops out of the vehicle and strides up to Bill with a practiced and fight smile. The old man has his arms folded with a stern look on his face.

"Just what was that earlier? I know you saw me!" Bill scolded.

Jack rubbed the back of his neck, an easygoing yet guilty look on his face, "Sorry, sir. But it was so late out now that I wanted to make sure Y/N got back safe." He said.

Bill's brows raised in surprise, "You were out with Y/N ?" He asked.

"Just for a bite to eat," Jack replied, "She didn't like what the cafeteria had and it turns out she skipped breakfast so…" He shrugged, doing his best to seem like the well meaning boy scout persona he built up for the past five years.

Bill however, didn't seem so convinced. A subtle smirk in his features. The implications made Jack a bit sick.

"You watch yourself now, Jack," He said, "the girl is taken after all."

Was.

Jack waved his hands defensively, "I-it's not like that at all sir! I was just doing a favor. It's not good for the counselors to go unfed as well as the kids!"

"Mmmhm. What'd I say? She's growing on you!"

Jack rolled his eyes. "What was it you wanted to see me about..?"

Bill snapped his fingers, "Ah," He led the young man back around the shed. He gestured to a long mound of dirt. Jack's palms sweat inside his gloves.

"W-what is it?" Jack asked.

"No idea… it certainly wasn't here before," Bill replied, "I came up here to put away the last of supplies." 

"How'd you find it..?"

“I remembered I sent Ian and Sky up here. They didn’t show after that. I thought if I looked around here I’d find something they left or…” His voice trails off and he shrugs. Jack stares intently at the mound. Almost hoping that if he stared hard enough, he could will it away, or maybe cover it in grass with his mind. Of course no such thing happened.

Bill toed at the dirt with his shoes. The dirt easily moving made Jack’s heart skip. “Do you have any idea where they might’ve gone?” Jack shook his head unblinkingly.

The old man simply hummed. Then he knelt down and dug his hand in the soil. Jack’s eyes widened, grabbing him by the shoulder. “Bill, I really don’t think you should do that! What if it’s an anthill or a nest of some sort?”

“I’ve been working here for twenty years and I’ve never seen a nest like this, Jack. Someone put something here…”

“Sir-”

“Go on and get me a shovel, boy.”

The words glued Jack to the spot. He couldn’t get his legs to move, because he was sure if they did, they’d take him down the road and away from the camp. Away from his life. Bill raised a brow, “Can ya hear? Go on then.”

He swallowed the lump in his throat and shook his head. Tears stung the corners of his eyes.

Bill narrowed his eyes. He got up himself and brought the shovel from the shed. He dug the blade in the soil and chucked it over his shoulder. He then dug into another chunk. And another. Until he hit something solid. Jack’s blood ran cold. He couldn’t breathe.

Bill moved the excess dirt away until he saw the familiar yellow fabric of the counselor uniform shirt.

"Wha-"

He was taken down in a blur of blue, the shovel falling out of his hands. He wrestled against Jack's strong frame, attempting to buck out of his grip. Jack's arms came up around Bill's neck in an attempt to choke him.  The old man managed to maneuver his arm just a bit over his face and bit into his bicep. 

Jack yelled in pain, kicking Bill off, who fell into the arms reach of the shovel. Bill looked between the weapon and his assaulter before scrambling over to it. Soft fabric took hold of his ankle in a tight grip before pulling him back and Jack crawled over to grab it. 

Stumbling to their feet, Bill lunged at Jack, managing to grab ahold of the shovel neck. He attempted to wrestle the object from the larger man's grip, who never broke eye contact, his eyes bloodshot and wet with tears. Finally, with a hefty pull and shoving the old man with nothing but pure force, Jack was the one with the weapon and prepped for a swing, holding it over his shoulder. 

Bill's eyes widened, "Joseph, don't-"

Jack swung and Bill's head snapped backwards with a sickening crack. He stumbled backwards, his hand grasping aimlessly for anything to keep him upright before tripping over the dirt and falling onto his back.

The former head counselors head lolled to the side. His pale blue eyes stared up at the night sky, mouth hung open; forever in a state of shock of how he ended up where he was.

Jack’s hands clenched on the shovel, trembling with irritation, fear and everything in between. He sucked in a breath and yelled at the body. He wanted to say "I warned you not to look" "I'm sorry" or "fuck you". But all that came out was a broken wail.

He kicks at its leg repeatedly, screaming. He stomps the torso. He whacks the head with the shovel, inciting another gruesome noise, likely from bones breaking and flesh ripping.

It's only until the body is contorted in a such a manner - splayed out as if there wasn't a single bone in its body - that Jack relaxes. The damage has been done. And he gets to digging, taking care to make sure the hole is deeper.  

[sunnydayjackoff]

Is it alright if I request a Jack x a S/O with literally no experience. Zilch. No first kiss, hell they’ve never even held hands with anyone else romantically. So it makes for an extremely flustered S/O who blushes the moment he calls them sunshine, head spinning if he hugs them, the butterflies in their stomach near turning to hornets if he leans in close to them.

Jack with an s/o who's never dated

Tws: sappy sappy romance that I want!! Some mentions of nsfw at the bottom because Jack is a horny horny boy

Birdie says: this blog is an Ian free zone. All my homes hate Ian (/j). I had so much fun writing this!! Because same!! I haven't had my first kiss in all my 18 years of living and that makes me so sad 😞. Remember to brush your teeth today and drink some water!

Also if you want a part 2 that's more nsfw focused 👀👀👀 I mean....

❤ Oh Jack is over the moon and back when he finds out you've never dated anyone before. He'll be your first everything. Super smug about it too. He'll wrap you up in a big warm hug when the two of you get home from work, pressing his face against your neck as he tells you how proud he is of you, all as your face gets warmer and warmer.

❤️ He loves having you in his lap, letting you rest against his chest. He'll sing your praises if you wrap your arms around him, teasing you while he does. He's just so happy he gets to do this with you Sunspot! He loved the way your heart hammers in your chest whenever he's near you, a smug smile playing on his lips as he wraps you in a hug, teasing you about being so flustered.

❤️ He finds himself cuddling closer to you during the night, holding you in his arms as you sleep. It's one of the few times where he can hold you close without you getting flustered. He adores when you get like that, dont get him wrong! But he also loves these peaceful moments with you just as much

❤️ He'll try to make your first kiss as romantic as possible, holding you in his lap as he reminds you to pull back if you get uncomfortable. He'll happily guide you as you kiss, his hands finding the small of your back. His lips are warm against yours, even warmer than the rest of him. And they're soft too. You note that he faintly tastes of something sweet and coppery, but you can't put a finger on it. Maybe the more you kiss him, the more you'll be able to tell.

❤️ Loves to press kisses along your neck. There's something so intimate about it to him. Jack will often find himself staring at your neck, and if you ask him why, his face will turn a shade of red, almost matching his face paint. Sputtering out a response, he asks to kiss your neck, and well, when he asks so sweetly, how can you say no?

❤️ Jack's extremely happy about being your first kiss, your first boyfriend, and soon to be your first fuck- love making, as he calls it. He won't pressure you at all though! But if you give the green light, he'll find it hard to not make you cockdrunk, so tempted to draw orgasm after orgasm out of you. He wants the only thing on your mind to be him. He'll be so soft about it though, constantly checking on you and asking if it's still okay

[veenomsart]

Do you forgive him now? 👀 I love pathetic men, shoutout to Ian's VA

Reblogs are 💖sexy💖

First post after my other blog was banned for implied weewee, rip v33nomscloset

[sunbitesworld]

Could I please get some Jack comfort, my boyfriend cheated on me and I really could use some of our favorite clown man💕😔

I'm sorry to hear that, love. Please don't hesitate to dm me if you need to vent <3 No song this time guys, sorry.

GN! Reader

Warnings: A tiny bit of angst, mentions of Ian cheating, use of beautiful, gorgeous and cute.

You screamed into your pillow, frustrated tears spilling down your cheeks. You weren't sad at this point, you were angry. Pissed, even. He filled your head with lies, saying that he loved you. It was all a bunch of bullshit in the end!

"If I meant so much to you, then why did you cheat on me you dick!" You screamed, tossing your ringing phone at the wall. This is the 5th time Ian had tried to call you today, you we're over it. "Just leave me alone!"

"Sunspot..." Jack frowned, leaning against the door frame. "It's okay to be upset, but let's try not to get evicted okay?" He walked over to the bed, were you were curled up into a ball underneath the covers. He sat down on the edge, resting a gloved hand on your back.

"I just want him to leave me alone..." You whispered, hugging your pillow to your chest tightly. "I hate him, he lied to me!" You shoved your face into the pillow again, Jack gently rubbing your back to try and soothe you.

"Oh Sunshine, you have every right to hate him. He hurt you..." You felt the bed shift under Jack's weight, feeling him behind you. "He never deserved someone as beautiful and amazing as you."

Two big arms wrapped around you tightly, his chin resting on the top of your head. "If he couldn't see that, then he's stupid. You're allowed to cry but, just know he's not really worth your tears..." He shifted to gently kiss the top of your head.

You nodded, keeping your face stuffed into the pillow. For some reason doing that soothed you a little, which Jack seemed to understand. "You are so perfect, you shouldn't cry over a moron like him." You had never heard Jack insult someone before, but you knew that he meant what he said. Between you and Jack, there was no lies. It made you let out a content sigh, followed by a small laugh. "Yeah, he is a moron!"

Jack smiled, watching as your attitude about the situation shift. "Yeah! A complete moron." You started to laugh more, moving your face from the pillow. "He's like the King of Moron's!" Usually, you wouldn't insult someone like this.

Though, it was definitely deserved in a situation like this. "There's that gorgeous laugh, let me hear it more!" Jack grabbed at your hips and started to tickle you, making you scream.

"J-Jack no! No tickling, stop it!" You couldn't help but squeal and laugh until your stomach started to hurt. "Mercy, p-please!" You slammed your hand down on the bed a few times, but he didn't let up immediately.

"Aww, come on! Your laugh is super cute." He chuckled, but stopped his actions anyway. His smile grew when you lightly hit his chest in a playful manner. "I don't know what I'd do without you, Jack..." "You'll never be without me, Sunshine."

[yanderelovlies]

Tis' me 👁️👁️ May I request nsfw of Sunny Day Jack x fem virgin!reader who hasn't dated anyone before they met Jack?

Us rn

I got you lovely

🔪THIS FIC IS 18+ MINORS, AND AGLESS BLOGS WILL BE BLOCKED🔪

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You've never brought it up before hand. It just never seemed relevant....well until now that is. As he loomed above you, and his arms and legs caging your body between him and the bed.

Your face like it was on fire as you squirmed around. "J....jack." your voice was above a whisper, but Jack seemed to catch it as he tilted his head.

"Is this okay sunshine?"

You nodded frantically not meeting his eyes. "Y-yes! .....it's just..." Jack waited patiently till you were able to collect all your thoughts. "I've never been...with anyone....before this..."

His eyes widened before they started sparkling and a grin came across his face. You were pure just for him. Untouched by the horrible outside world.

He was so excited by the news he didn't if it was alright if he kissed you he just did, and boy was it heated.

He licked you lips asking for entrance, and we you allowed him access his tongue wasted no time exploring his new territory.

You weren't sure how long the kissed at last, but you knew it felt too short. As he pulled away a string of saliva was all that connected you two. "Oh......sunshine....I'm so honored to be your first."

His lips didn't stay away from you long as they attached to neck and made his way down. He made quick work of your shirt tossing it somewhere unknown to the both of you.

"So....beautiful...so....pure. Just for me."

His kisses trailed down from your neck down to collar bone before stopping at your chest. He didn't bother asking if he could remove your bra. In one swift movement he moved his hand to the clasp in the back, unhooked it, and tossed the bra behind him.

"Untouched by everyone....but me."

He took your left nipple into his mouth while hand massaged the right. You began to grind against him as you let out a soft whimper. His bite down on you nipple leaving a mark before switching to the other one giving it the same treatment.

His hands run down your sides, and hook on to your pants. He left another bite on your breast before lifting himself up to look at you. He bites his lip, and rut his hips into yours at the sight of his mark on you. Feeling his patience run thin he stripped you of your pants and panties in one motion.

"Your even prettier then I ever could have imagined my sunspot."

You were able to make a response as he began kissing down your abdomen, and down you already soaked pussy.

"J-jack....!"

"I know....sunspot....I got you."

He licked a long strip against your folds send a jolt through your spine, but before you could recover he was already devouring you like a man starved. Not sure where to put your hands, they flew to the bed sheets squeezing them for dear life as your hips bucked into his mouth. Using his hand he held your hips down as he began sucking on that sweet clit of yours. 

Your moans only grew in volume as your hips fought against his hold. This however did not deter him as began to lightly nibble on the pearl before leaving a sweet kiss, and pulling away slightly. As you let out whine you felt his tongue begin to enter you. 

It felt weird, but not unpleasant and yet somehow not enough. You wiggled your hip almost riding his tongue as you tried to get more friction. One of his hands let go of your hips as it came around, and began rubbing circles on your clit sending your mind spiraling.

You could feel something building up with every wiggle of his tongue. Something was close to bursting, and you weren't sure if it was a good or bad thing. Almost alarmed, your hand flew to Jack's trying weakly to pull him away.

“J-jack…somethings…!”

You didn't get to finish your sentence as a white hot pleasure washed over you, and a loud high pitched moan felt your lips. Not wanting to over stimulate you on your first time he pulls away licking his lips. His thumbs rubbed smoothing circles on your hips as he let you catch your breath.

“Are you okay sunshine?” Not able to find your voice you nodded, but he wasn't having any of that.“I need you to speak up, Sunspot. I need to hear you.”

You let out a whine as your eyes met his. You knew he wasn't gonna let up till you did what he wanted. So with nothing above a whisper you responded “Y-yes….i'm okay Jack.”

He smiled as his hands ran up your side comfortingly. “Would you like to continue?”

Oh….that part. You shrinked into yourself a bit at the thought. What if you weren't enough? You would be able to please him like he has for you this far?

“You will always be enough for me Sunshine.”

When you looked over to him his shirt was already off as he was working on the buckle of his pants. With the buckle now off, and his pants hanging loosely sound his waist he placed his hand on your thigh. His eyes met your silently asking for permission to continue. Something in you knew you could trust his words so with a shaky breath you gave him permission to continue.

Not wanting to waste anymore time his pants, and boxers were off in a flash giving you a good look at his dick. 

Truthfully seeing it made you more nervous than before. He was HUGE! That THING was supposed to fit into you?!

Feeling your nervousness he rubbed your thighs soothingly as. “I’ll take it slow, and if it hurts too much we will stop. Is that okay with you sunspot?”

“...Yes”

He smiled softly before looking down briefly so it would be easier to guide his dick to your entrance. You could feel his tip part open your lower lips, as it inched closer to your entrance until it finally caught. Before continuing his hands moved back to your hips to ground the two of you. Once he did you could feel him entering you inch by grueling inch. You've never felt so full in your life.

Little less the halfway in Jack stops allowing you to adjust to him, and to check you. “A-are…..you okay…sunshine?” 

You nodded your head trying not to focus on the pain. “You're doing so…good for me sunshine.”

Before you knew it the pain was replaced by the want for more. So with a whine, and a slight wiggle of your hips you voiced that you were ready for more. With a huff and a smirk he began moving further and further into until he was fully seated in you. You thought you were feeling full before this was worse. It was heavy, and warm and yet…somewhat comforting.

On the other hand Jack was almost foaming at the mouth. You were so tight, and warm. You felt like you never wanted to let go of him with how tightly you were squeezing him already. I took everything in him not moving his hips so he tried to focus on his breathing as he allowed you to adjust to him.

“Look how well you are taking me sunshine….its like you were made for me.”

 After some time you place a hand over him, and look up at him smiling softly.

“It's okay….to move now Jack.”

With a soft smile of his own he slowly begins to rock his hips. His pace started off slow and steady as he barely moved in and out of you. 

“God..you feel amazing my sunbeam.”

However, eventually that wasn't enough for the two of you as his hold on your hips began to hurt as he tried to keep his pace slow and steady for your sake, and wiggled your hips to cause more friction. 

“Jack…more..please!” 

“A-are…you sure sunspot?”

“Nnh!....Yes!”

Without another word he almost lifted up your hips so he could lean over you comfortably, pulled back his hips leaving only the tip in before slamming back into starting his breakneck speed. 

In that moment you could feel, see, or smell anything but him. It was like your mind was clouded.

But it wasn't just you as Jack continued to pound into you all he could think about was how good you felt around his cock. How he wanted to stay like this with you forever. God he loved you , and wanted you to feel it as he jackhammered his cock in and out of you. 

“Ffffuuuucccckkkk~”

The two of you could feel your climaxes draw ever closer. As his movements become even more erratic, and your walls tighten around his dick.

“(y/n).....cum with me…please…!” 

He locked lips with you as he snapped hips to your once last before stilling. You could feel the warm heat of his seed fill you just as much as he could feel you coat his cock, and pelvis with your cum. He collapsed beside you before pulling you to his chest, and wrapping his arms around you.

You could already feel your eyes grow heavy from exhaustion when you hear Jack before you pass out. “It's okay (y/n) you can rest now……i'll take care of you.”

[mlmdarkfiction]

Maybe some sunny day jack for pride fics? Love your fics man!

Thank you so much!!! I hope you enjoy!

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Pride is today and you’re depressed. 

It goes against the meaning of the season, but you can’t seem to force yourself out of bed. 

You want to go to pride, you really do, but the last time you went it’d been with Ian. 

A loud groan leaves your lips as you cover your face with your pillow. Just thinking about him made you want to cry. 

“Sunspot?” 

Your loud outburst of course got the attention of Jack. 

He’d been worried of course, but it was your day off. Deep down he was hoping you were just sleeping in, and that nothing was wrong. Now his worst fear was realized, you were suffering without him. 

“Breakfast is almost done, why don’t you get up and we’ll eat?” Jack stands in the doorway, watching worriedly as you slowly peel the pillow from your face. 

“Sorry.” Slowly you sit up. 

“I just don’t feel very good today.”

“Do you want to stay home today instead of going to Pride?” 

You flinch. 

You had been excited, telling Jack (who’d never heard of Pride before) all about it, and promising the two of you would go together this year. 

“I-” The last thing you want to do is let down Jack, he does so much for you, but the thought of going without Ian- 

“I don’t know.” Your voice is barely above a whisper, and you see the way Jack frowns hard, crossing the doorway to come join you on the bed. 

“Do you wanna talk about it?” He asks gently, wrapping an arm around your shoulder, pulling you into his side. 

All you do is nod, pressing yourself closer to his comforting presence. 

“It’s just…” You trail off, knowing Jack doesn’t like it when you mention Ian. “Last time I went to Pride it was with him.”

“Ian?” He asks for confirmation which you give with a nod, officially hiding your face in his toned chest. 

Jack’s grip on you tightens protectively. 

“Well,” His voice is still gentle, but chipper as he speaks. 

“I won’t make you go, but let's see how you feel after some pancakes.” 

Pancakes, Jack's homemade pancakes, do sound amazing right now. 

You give another small pathetic nod against his chest. 

“And if after eating you do decide to go, we’ll make lots of new memories, just the two of us.”

He’s right. 

Of course Jack’s right, it feels like he always is. 

You can’t let Ian keep you from living your life and having fun. 

And it’s not like you’re alone either, you have Jack beside you. 

You’ll eat your pancakes, go to Pride, and have a good time.

[yanderesotherhalf]

Could I possibly get the “you’re shivering take my jacket.” With sunny day jack please? Thank you 💕

Hell yeah first request~! Thank you so much for requesting hun this was a blast to make - hope you enjoy some good ol Jack fluff~

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That’s it, you’re never doing anything for anyone ever again.

…okay, that’s a bit of an exaggeration - but given your current predicament you feel as though you’re allowed to be a bit dramatic right now. 

Hands scrub at your face as you swipe away at the water still clinging to your skin; it doesn’t do anything to help, if anything you’ve probably made it worse as you feel droplets dripping down your jaw, and after a moment you give up with a sigh and try to press yourself up against the far end of the shelter hoping to avoid the splash of rainfall that pounds against your temporary cover. You wouldn’t have even been here if you hadn’t agreed to help a friend out with moving - well, friend of a coworker, technically speaking. 

Not getting involved in other people’s business was a motto you tried holding strong to especially while you were at work, but it was all your coworker could talk about. The ‘oh woe is me my friend needs help but I’ll be working the whole day oh no!’’ spiel got old real fast, and if you didn’t have a certain technicolor clown hanging around you, you probably wouldn’t have made it through that damn shift in one piece before you’d caved. When you offered to help, it was an offer just to cover their shift; but when they’d practically skipped into the staff room saying that they’d call their friend and text you the address, all the while thanking you for helping them you realized just exactly what you’d agreed to.

And it’s not like you could’ve said no after you’d already agreed…a smarter person would have but you couldn’t find it in your heart to say no once they’d assumed that you were on board. And it’s that exact unwillingness to rock the boat that led you to spending the better part of your weekend hefting around other people’s stuff and getting it moved from one place to another.

It was a healthy reminder about how much you hated moving. It reminded you all too much of the last time you moved; all the boxes full of stuff that was either strong enough to break a foot if dropped or fragile enough to shatter if it so much as touched something else. Not to mention all the stubbed toes trying to look over said boxes to see where you were going - the sooner this was finished the better had been your only thought.  At least you weren’t exactly alone; Jack rarely left your side in the day to day and this time was no different. He couldn’t exactly help you outright without it raising more than a few questioning looks, but he was more than eager to jump in every time the other movers stepped out to get something else, shuffling around the heavier stuff into the proper place without even breaking a sweat (could he even get tired? You’d have to ask him later.) It made the job easier, and the words of encouragement cheering you on for the things he couldn’t help with made it go by faster than it would have alone, but you were more than ready to go home once it was finished. 

By the time the last of the stuff had been dumped into the house you were exhausted, out of breath, and more than certain that the crocking in your knees meant you were in for a world of pain tomorrow. The sky had already started to grow dark by that point, and even though the new owners were kind enough to give you a well deserved drink after all the labor it was clear that that was as much thanks you were going to get as they none too subtly guided you out of their front door with well wishes for a safe journey home.

Yeah, as though you’d be that lucky. There was already the light splatter of raindrops hitting the pavement and the top of your head as you’d begun to walk, but you were naive enough to think that maybe, just maybe, you could make it back to your apartment before the weather got any worse.

Yeah, you were wrong.

No sooner had you set out, that light drizzle had turned into a full on downpour and even if you had decided to bring a coat there’s no doubt it would have been just as soaked as the rest of you by the time you’d ducked into the nearest bus shelter for cover. Jack, bless his big heart, had at least tried to shield you from the rainfall when it got too bad, but that did little to save you as you could already feel the small puddles in your shoes by the time you’d slid into the tiny cramped space. It offers little in way of protection from the rain and the occasional gust of wind in the wrong direction sends a faint spray of water up into your face, but considering the fact the rain’s too heavy to see down the street going back out isn’t high on your list of options right now and so you’re obligated to stay put. 

“Great, just great.” you grumble under your breath and there’s no hiding the distaste in your voice as you wring out your hair as best as you can, grimacing as water seeps from between your fingers and splatters on your feet - not that you care at this point, it’s not like your shoes can get any wetter anyways. At least there’s seats for you to sit down, and you waste no time in hopping onto the nearest raised bench to kick off said shoes and flip them over, watching as, sure enough, a handful of water trickles out. For a moment you watch the water run through the cracks in the concrete, scowl falling into a resigned acceptance as you slip your shoes back on and bring your legs up to your chest hoping to keep yourself warm as you wrap your arms around your sides. It’s not the most comfortable position, but you at least feel a little warmer, and as your head comes to rest on your knees you feel a bit of relief wash over you at the familiar weight in your pocket.

At least you’d remembered to bring your wallet this time - unless this downpour magically clears up you aren’t risking another mad dash through the street, and if that means sacrificing a few bucks for a dry bus ride back to your apartment you’ll gladly take it.

Speaking of dry…

From your perch you find yourself sneaking a glance over towards your ever present companion, watching him peer out of the shelter with hands cupped around his head as though that will help him see any better through the dense sheet of rainfall thundering as far as the eye can see. He doesn’t look any worse for wear as before; sure, despite being a not-quite-ghost you’ve seen that the world around you still seems to have an effect on Jack - the wind musses up his hair like a real person and the lamppost towering over the bus shelter casts a dull artificial light across his tall figure. Hell, even he’s not safe from the rain, a slight sheen of water clinging to his gloves and dripping down his face as he leans back under the bus stop - but all he has to do is shake it off and just like that it’s like the water hasn’t even touched him. It’s almost comical how fast he’s dried up while you’re still trying in vain to work the water out of your shirt, and you can’t help but feel a bit jealous that you don’t have half of the cartoonishly easy little powers that he seems to have. 

And as though the weather itself is mocking you for your daydreaming another gust of wind tears through the bus shelter, and you bite back a curse with a sharp hiss and curl further in on yourself, trying and failing to keep out the cold. You dig your fingers into your clothes gritting your teeth, shooting a glare up at the darkened sky like that will stop your suffering. Damn, what you wouldn’t give to have something to dry off - too bad everything you’ve got with you right now is either useless or soaked.

Your misery doesn’t go unnoticed for much longer, and you realize that your grumbling has gained an audience once you notice that Jack’s turned his full attention to you. You’ve been around him long enough to know what that look he gives you means ‘everything okay?’. The thumbs up you give in response is supposed to be to reassure him - and to not give away that your teeth are chattering - but all it does is show off just how shaky your hands are from the cold, goosebumps and all.

Jack gives you a sympathetic smile and closes in to stand by your side, taking up the seat next to you. He brings a hand up your face, pressing gently up against your cheek, and almost immediately you watch that sympathy twist into concern as his brows furrow. 

“Oh sunshine, you’re freezing!” he gasps, and you have to wonder that if he can feel that through those thick yellow gloves then it must be worse than you thought.

“I’ll be fine.” yeah, once you’re home, your brain bitterly adds; right now there’s no hiding how miserable you’ve got to look right now. Lying usually earns you a gentle chastising, but Jack seems more focused on the current situation, bringing his hands away from your face and instead taking hold of your own, pulling them close to his chest.

“Here, let’s get you warmed up.” 

Compared to you he’s extremely warm to the touch. Jack’s hands cover yours completely, thumbs rubbing the backs of your hands as he tries working the heat back into them and the fabric of his gloves is nowhere near as rough as you thought they’d be; they're actually ridiculously soft and you can feel your shoulders relax a bit at how comforting this actually is. You’re starting to feel your fingers again by the time Jack turns his attention elsewhere, sliding his hands up over your wrists to rub up your arms. The action is smooth, and everywhere he touches feels just a bit warmer than it was before, but from his position at your side Jack has to lean closer, brushing right up against your side. It’s a surprisingly intimate closeness, but Jack doesn’t seem to notice and that only heightens the ting of embarrassment creeping in for overthinking. No - nope - you’re absolutely not going to entertain that line of thought; instead you settle for just watching him work, gradually freeing yourself from your curled up position

While your eyes are focused on watching him work you fail to notice that his attention’s wavered, and it isn’t until you glance up at him that you realize Jack’s looking at you. The look he’s squaring you with is as bright as always, mouth quirking upwards watching you flush, shrinking a little under his gaze.

“Feeling better?” he asks, and you find yourself nodding. You have to admit that you do feel a little better - you’re still well aware that your clothes feel like more water than fabric but you at least feel a little less frustrated than you did before.

“Good; that’s good.”

Satisfied that you aren’t going to turn into an ice cube on his watch anymore, Jack relinquishes his hold and shifts back more onto his side. As soon as he does so you’re already missing the closeness; he’d been a great help at keeping away the cold, and with him gone you’re reminded of it full force, unconsciously twisting towards him with a grimace when the wind picks up again, sending a fresh spray of rainfall into the shelter. It barely misses the pair of you, but just like that your sour mood is back and you rest fully against Jack’s side, 

“Sorry, guess you’re still feeling cold huh”

Not taking your eyes off of the rain you respond. “Mhm. Would kill for a towel right now.” sparing a look throughout the bus shelter and finding nothing or interest you give a shrug and lean back.  “Or maybe a fire - you wouldn’t happen to have a lighter on hand would you?”

That last bit was a joke, but you don’t miss the nervous chuckle Jack lets out as a hand comes to rest on your shoulder none too subtly gearing your attention back towards him before you can humor that thought any longer. “Ookay, let’s not start any bonfires sunspot; I’m sure there’s something we can do.”

He lets out that exaggerated hum he always does when he’s thinking and you leave him to it, instead turning your attention towards your pockets and the stuff that’s thankfully mostly untouched by the damp. Your phone’s been flat for a while now, but you’ve got your charger; maybe if you were lucky the bus would have some free charging ports and you could let Shaun know that you were still alive-

An abrupt snap of fingers catches your attention, as does the way Jack suddenly straightens up and rises from his chair leaving you almost folding against the bench rail trying not to slip from your spot. There’s no hiding your confusion but your unspoken question is quickly answered when you watch him shuck off his jacket, the plush bright blue fabric sliding off of his shoulders as he twists it around in his hands and holds it out open towards you.

“Oh-uh-Jack you don’t need to-”

“It’s okay! We don’t want you catching a cold now, do we?”

You want to retort, not wanting to take it and leave him with one less layer against the weather; but his words are convincing when you’re still cold and damn if it doesn’t look like it would be comfortable as hell-

“You’re shivering. Here, take my jacket.” 

Honestly that’s all the convincing you need, though you don’t get to answer before you feel the thick garment being draped across your shoulders. It’s heavier than you thought, but the warmth that you’re immediately swaddled in more than makes up for it and just like that you’ve already forgotten why you didn’t just ask to borrow his stuff sooner. The warmth is all too inviting and wards off the cold like a champ to the point where if it was longer it probably could have protected completely from the cold. Letting out a blissful sigh you press your face into the collar of his jacket, greeted by a smell that vaguely reminds you of cotton candy and something sweet - fitting considering who it belongs to. Even without the sleeves it's an immediate improvement from before, and you’re so distracted that you fail to notice that you’ve still got an audience till you hear a poorly muffled snort of laughter. Peeking over the plush blue fabric you don’t miss the smile Jack’s trying to nonchalantly hide behind a gloved hand.

“There we go, don’t you look comfier already~”

Flashing a smirk of your own up at him you make a show of snuggling further into the jacket. “Hope you know you’re not getting this back now.”

“Oh, is that right?”

Pulling the garment a little closer you give a sage nod. “Yup, sorry buddy it’s mine now - sorry them’s the rules.”

Unsurprisingly he doesn’t look at all bothered, if anything that smirk breaks into a grin and you find yourself reciprocating the expression as you both break into giggles, equally tickled by the little moment. The cold still nips at your legs but doesn’t stop you from sliding onto your feet once the chuckling’s died down, and this time it’s Jack’s turn to look confused as you shift to stand in front of him - you don’t match him in height, but you don’t need to for this as you slide your arms through the sleeves of his jacket, stuffing your hands into the pockets and holding it open just enough to still protect yourself from the cold. 

The look on his face is priceless, and you snicker watching him trying to guess what you’re doing.  “Just because it’s mine now doesn’t mean we can’t share - didn’t someone once mention that sharing is caring~?”

You can see the moment the proverbial lightbulb goes off, and his expression goes from confusion, to surprise, before eventually settling on a soft bashfulness that turns the marks on his cheeks just a bit redder. He has to lean down a bit, but with some skillful maneuvering his arms move around you, coming to rest around your back and you shuffle the coat around to cover the two of you. Even with its size it’s not big enough to encompass two people, but Jack doesn’t seem to care. Instead he’s still giving you that soft expression and looking at you as though you’re the sweet one when he’s the one who gave you the literal clothes off of his back to keep you warm and-

Oh. Oh okay so like this he’s a lot closer.

Looking up at him you’re practically nose to nose, and suddenly the roaring wind and ceaseless downpour are barely audible at the sound of your own pulse pounding in your ears. The hands on your back don’t help your heart either, rubbing absentminded circles that make you shiver like you’re cold all over again - only this time you’re burning hot, face almost certainly blushing. Wow you really didn’t think this through; all he has to do is lean down and you’d be close enough to-

The screech of tires knocks you out of your reverie - and just like that whatever moment was there is broken. Pulling yourself away, you almost trip over yourself creating some distance between the two of you; there’s a momentary flash of something across his face, but you barely have time to dwell on it or apologize. A shadow casts over the shelter and sure enough there’s the bus right before your eyes, the bus driver looking too tired and too bored to bother to do anything other than grumble a “ya getting on?” to announce their presence. If they saw that little display they thankfully don’t say anything but that doesn’t stop your face from feeling like it’s burning up as you stumble over to the door fumbling for your wallet. 

You definitely sacrifice more change than the bus fare but you’re not about to argue as you scramble over to the nearest empty seat at the far back and press yourself up against the window. You’ve got no idea if other people can see the bright blue jacket you’re still clinging to as you sit down - after all it is technically a part of him - but that doesn’t stop you from fiddling with the strings as you wait for the garments owner to get on with you, having significantly less trouble getting past the driver and finding his own seat. Jack slides right in beside you, expression now carefully calm compared to before; you suppose that it’s a lot less embarrassing when you don’t stand the risk of actually being caught by people. 

You lock eyes for a moment and he gives you that same bright smile as always, bringing a hand to rest atop your own in an attempt to ease your jitters. It works, and while you can’t verbally thank him without getting a few weird stares you give his hand a firm squeeze in return, finally tearing your eyes away to watch the rain splattered window as the vehicle pulls away from the station. 

[clouduru-chan]

Yandere wrong situations

I decided to do something a little funny, so here it is

Sunny day Jack: What is the biggest planet.... in the solaaaar system!

Jhon Doe, Press the button to answer the question: Sun!

Jack stared at it, he was horrified by the wrong answer that Doe gave

Reader: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

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Reader: Hey Alan! Did you know that if you stick drugs up your ass you get high?

Alan: Know

Reader: How do you know that Alan?!

Alan tries to disguise the situation a little.

Reader: ALAN!

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Reader Pointing at Peter: Do you think this guy is good?! He's evil! believe me!

Peter: I think you're a little stressed...

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Sunny day Jack: Good morning!

Alan: good morning is the fuck !

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reader realizing that there are a lot of crazy people behind her because they are in love with him.

Reader: My life is a disgrace! It's trouble all the time! I have no peace!

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reader Brazilian: Fuck do you know Paola?

Ayano getting jealous.

Ayano: that Paola ?

Reader Brazilian: The Paola of the flying pussy! who sits on the dick, and who fucks, fucks, fucks, fucks hard. Who keeps looking at you with the face of a dog....

Ayano was looking at you horrified by that, because she really didn't expect that.

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Reader: Does my dog ​​have a problem? Of course not, he's just mentally ill like me

You were pointing at Bo who was on the roof threatening anyone who touches you.

Reader: GET OUT OF THE BO!

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Bo: El lobo sempre cuida de su loba! Auuuuuuuuuuuu

music from Animals of maroon 5 starts to play in the background.

Reader: Bo, what the hell is that?

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John doe: hey best friend i love you so

Reader: HOW DID YOU GET INTO MY ROOM?!

John doe: ...... I said I love you?

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Dad: Hey son/daughter what are you seeing on your smartphone?

Reader: Yeah.... Nothing, father, I'm looking at a coloring book... é.....

Reader playing something's wrong with Sunny day Jack.

Dad: FREE WHORE?!

Reader: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH

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Monika: You and me aways forever *singing*

Sunny day Jack: I'm handsome, I'm hot!ball game and dance! I'm handsome, I'm hot

Alan: I WANT TO SMOKE WEEDAAAAAAAAAA! MA-RI-HUA-NA!

Jonh doe: I WANT SEXOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Reader: What the fuck -

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[midnightlee25]

Mini Profiles: Shaun Durand -Cofer

Yandere type: Possessive  

  Traits: Manipulative, Clingy, Controlling, Protective, Stalker, Violent  

  Is it Instant love or one that grow over time:  

It grows over time getting to know his darling every day. 

  Delusional level (0-10):  

4, he is aware of his actions and what could lead to them. 

  How will do they hide their yandere side:  

No one will ever know about his yandere side until the last minute but by then it would be too late. 

   How will do they hide their yandere side:

9, he is up there in danger level for many reasons but a lot of it is saved for those who get in the way.

[elfqueen006]

The Lifeguard Part 2

Sunny Day Jack x Reader

--- Tags/CW: summer camp au, camp counselor au, aforementioned murder, angst, rivals to lovers, horror, slasher au. (ik I said "enemies" before but rivals is more fitting for their dynamic) A/N:I make Jack cuss a lot here, Idk if it's fitting. Minors DNI

Jack liked Skylar. He really did.

He liked Ian too, despite his less than effective counseling skills.

He liked both of them. But the stress had caught up with him in the worst way. The bar. Seeing them together. The mention of your name… It just sent him over the edge.

He would like to think that in another life he would’ve been great friends with the two of them. But the remnants of that sweet dream lay six feet under the dirt behind the shed.

It was getting late, so the counselors were wrapping up activities for the day. He snuck behind the cabins, treading carefully till he reached the outhouse shower. Jack spends a long amount of time soaking fully clothed. At first, its’ to see if this is all a dream. When he doesn’t wake up he discards the costume completely and scrubs furiously at his naked body. It doesn’t matter that the washrag here was used by several different people within the week. In Jacks’ mind, his soul is dirtier than anything within these four walls.

Knock, knock.

“Jack?”

Silence.

“Jack, you in there?”

“...What do you want?” He bites out.

“Where have you been, man? Bill’s got everyone in a frenzy! We had to wrap things up early til’ we found you!” You said.

“...I was where you sent me, where else?” Jack said.

“Oh…” a pause. “Oh.”

His blood pressure rises from the snicker you make behind the door. A slight creak indicates your leaning on it.

“Sooo, how was she?”

Jack doesn’t bother switching off the faucet as he flings the door open and stalks towards you menacingly. His yellow eyes are wide and erratic. It pierces something in your chest.

“How was she?” Jack repeated darkly, “How she was, is that what you asked me?”

You stumble back against the cabin wall. “I-I didn’t mean it like-”

“I went to see how she was and I caught your boyfriend between her legs, so you should ask him.”

Your eyes go wide as saucers. You searched his face for humor, a change in expression, fidgeting or any trace of dishonesty though all it held was the cold, hard, truth. Jack bit back a twitch of a smirk on his lips as he watched your face go through different phases of denial. Your ego along with your spirit was crumbling at his words. And he took a sick satisfaction in it. There was, though, still an air of guilt – or rather, a reminder to feel guilty. You had been cheated on after all. But he hasn't acknowledged it too much. After all, the offender was dead and the offended was suffering. It’s about as fair a trade can get.

“Tell Bill I’m taking a sick day.” Jack said coldly.

When he’s done, you are gone. It isn’t as refreshing as he’d hoped. Showering. Though he does admit, unintentionally sticking it to you did give him a needed amount of dopamine to get through the night. He tries not to look at his fingernails so much, though. They are still tinged red at the tips, with remnants of gore stuck underneath.

Jack waits till everyone has gone to sleep to use the lobby’s laundry room. He learned that blood washes out with cold water at a young age. So he’s sure to scrub out the extra dark spots before letting the rest rinse out via a wash cycle. Before putting in the pants though, a phone had fallen out of the back pocket.

Skylar’s phone. Shit.

He’d meant to toss it in the dirt along with Ian’s. But must’ve unconsciously held onto it… as if she’d need it back.

When Jack picks it up it vibrates with a message. From you. The ID reads ‘Bitch <;3’. He has to admit… it is very you.

sky, it reads, sky pick up wut happened at the shed??

…

i know you see this

jack says he saw you with ian. tell me he’s fuckin wit me

Especially with how long the dots float then stop, then float again, indicating you’re trying desperately to figure out what words to say. And then backtracking on them.

sky QUIT leaving me on read i’m so serious rn

…

I KNOW YOU SEE THIS BITCH!!!

Jack stops there. Pocketing the phone. He sighs, “Gonna be a long day tomorrow.”

—

You texted all through the night. Jack had to eventually turn  it on silent and shove it in his nightstand drawer. Though when he woke up and checked it again, there were 50+ messages waiting for him. You hadn’t stopped until two in the morning. It was a virtual moodswing of desperate pleas, cusses, and threatening emojis. As he scrolled back up to the texts from a month before, it seemed as though emojis were really your whole thing. Most notably ones with hearts, laughter, and occasionally the wine emoji.

Jack was almost grateful Skylar wasn’t on the receiving end of either anymore. Whether it be by voice or text, you were a very chatty person.

It was business as usual. Kids clamored to him once more (some were crying, poor dears) and he got an earful from Bill again. The day was so… normal. It was almost as if the dear departed counselors never existed.

FFFFT!

A sharp whistle could be heard across campus. Jack looked over to your high chair and immediately picked up on the drastic change in atmosphere around you. 

Instead of your usual lounging, you sat upright with your arms crossed stiffly. Your leg bounced impatiently. In addition to your usual red lifeguard leotard you now wore a pair of black sunglasses.

“Keep the water out of your mouth, David!” You shout, “You wanna catch something?”

A counselor - whose name tag read ‘Shaun’ - came up beside him. “What’s up with the lifeguard? She’s been in a shit mood all day…” He asked.

Jack shrugged, “I couldn’t tell ya.”

Every slight mishap earned the kids a taste of that shrill whistle. He felt bad they had to deal with your sour mood. Of course he knew the cause, and that only added to the guilt…

FFFFT!

He had to put a stop to this.

There was an odd sense of deja vu as he marched up to your high chair. This time he knocked on the ladder. You look down at him through your shades.

“What?” You snap.

“Get down here, I need to talk to you.” Jack said.

“Can’t you see I’m doing something?”

“Y/N-”

“As in my job?”

“Now.”

You narrow your eyes at him before hopping down the chair. You saunter up to him and snatch off your shades. There’s a venomous look in your eyes. “What is it?” You said.

Jack folded his arms. “First off, I appreciate the initiative you’re taking in your position as of late,”

“Thanks. Can I go now?”

“However… I can’t say I agree with the way you’re going about it.”

Your eye twitches and you throw your head back with a bitter laugh. “You’ve gotta be fuckin’ kidding me…” You mutter.

“Far from it, actually.”

“What do you want from me?” You said, “You say you want me to take my job seriously, but now you say you don’t like how I’m doing it? Can you make up your damn mind?!”

Jack then leans down just inches away from your face, “What I want is for you to leave your emotions at the door when mentoring these kids,” He hissed, “And if you can’t do that I will exercise my ability as a counselor to get you removed. Are we clear?”

You held each others’ gazes for a while. And with you already at your lowest, you’d been the first to give in. You sigh, “...Crystal.”

He nods and puts on a big smile, feeling a bit of smug satisfaction. “Good. Enjoy the rest of your shift, Y/N.”

He ignores your muttered demand that he “go to hell”  and walks off. Though not without hearing your whistle once more.

FFFT!

“Hey, I’m not kidding about the lake water – cut that shit out!”

—

Though you loosened the reins, the kids had avoided you like the plague. The counselors gave you heavy side eye the rest of the day. And once it was time to eat dinner, you asked Bill if you could excuse yourself. He allowed it.

You sat on the steps of the lodge, staring out at the lake. The water was still and began to reflect the deep purple in the sky. Crickets chirped and you even spotted a few fireflies. It was such a calm scene, and yet the whole time you were feeling like shit.

You pull out your phone and go to Skylar’s contact which had been changed from ‘Whore<3’ to ‘Dirty skank die die’. Not your most creative nickname.

All the texts you sent were still on read. Though with all that you’d said, you now wonder if it were better this way. It was like you were a completely different person in these. You always liked to say you weren’t for the drama, but you were certain if you showed this to any reality show host they’d fire everyone on set and make you their star. You hung your head and groaned.

Before you could wallow any further the sound of an engine came close to you. You look up and Sunny Day Jack puts the Moke in neutral and leans over in his drivers’ seat.

“Hey, why the long face, camper? Lose your group?” Jack quips.

“You’re not funny.” You said blandly.

“Well, that’s why I’m a camp counselor first.” Jack said. “Why aren’t you inside?”

“I’m not feeling the menu…” You reply.

“Don’t you always go nuts for spaghetti night?”

“What’s it to you?”

Jack rolls his eyes, “You always scream out that spaghetti night “is your bitch”, so if you’re not managing it like a decent pimp something has to be wrong…”

A twitch of a smirk plays on your lips and you gesture blandly to the lodge with an exaggerated sigh. “My bitch knows her way around the corner. It’ll be fine.”

“If that’s the case then, I’m sure you’d want something to put on your stomach nonetheless…”

“That being…?”

He grins, “I’ve been wanting a change of palette myself. And the local Popov’s just started serving burgers. You in?”

[sunnydayjackoff]

I’ll spare an ask! Got any headcannons for Jack with a single mom darling that’s got a kid of her own? For added drama, kid’s dad is Ian and the kid is a spitting image of darling? Thank you!

Jack with an S/o has Ian's kid

Tws: talk of pregnancy, cheating, slight nsfw near the bottom, and manipulation

Birdie says: the entire time I was typing this, one of my (four) cats was digging his paws into my side, trying to steal my candy corn. Also make sure to eat a snack today! You deserve it <3

💛 Jack absolutely adores your kid!! He'll treat them like glass and help you take care of them. You had watched the vhs with your kid in the room, and thankfully your kid can see and touch Jack! He's over the moon when he finds out. He's even more happy to take care of them! Baby crying in the middle of the night? Get your rest sunshine, he'll take care of it. Need to go to work buy your baby sitter bailed? He'll stay behind for you to baby sit (Though he'll be a little sad). He's there for you whenever you need him normally, but throwing a baby/kid into the mix reaffirms it more.

💛 Jack won't ask about the baby's father unless you're comfortable bringing it up! All he knows is that it's your ex's kid. If you ever being up that what Ian did, he'll be even more protective of you than normal! Encouraging you to block Ian and change everything on the lease so he can't come back. Jack isn't against haunting Ian behind your back if he doesn't back off.

💛 He'll use your baby as leverage to get you to stay with him and accept his love. He does so much for you, sunshine! He takes care of your kid so you can have time for yourself. Why do you miss Ian when Jack is right there. Jack is basically your kids dad, not Ian. He'll always be there to take care of you both! So why would you ever want to leave him? He'll never leave you! Never cheat on you like Ian did. Can't you see how much better he is for you?

💛 He'll ask about your pregnancy and how it was for you, wanting to know as much as he can. If there were any complications, if you're supposed to eat or avoid certain foods, what foods your baby likes or dislikes. He wants to know as much as he can so he can make sure you're both taken care of

💛 Jack will eventually start getting thoughts about having a family with you, you pregnant with his kid. Forever tied to him through your child. He won't love either kid more or less though! But something about having his own kid with you makes him hard in seconds. He doesn't even know if he can get you pregnant, but he isn't above fucking you senseless to try