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jacks-little-jacky · 1 year

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Hey ! Can i request a scenario for Jack (obviously-) where s/o confort him ? Or any angst you have in mind.

Thank you in advence, and your headcanons are just so good !

The guilt | Jack x Reader

Oh boy, I have sadistic tendencies and you woke them.

I also tried writing this for so long, but writing Jack sad made me sad so I procastinated this AT LEAST almost a year.

I just killed my man's happiness so the reader can try to cheer him up. Good luck, bro. I broke him.

Warnings: Alcohol, Yelling and Smashing things, mentions of death, and not that great childhoods, it's angsty just like you asked

You didn't notice that Jack was extremely unwell. Usually, if something pissed him off, he spoke about it. He showed it. You always believed Jack wasn't one to hide his emotions. And you were right with two exceptions;

Fear and Sadness.

There were days when he was down, he was calmer and he spoke about some worries. But Jack usually wasn't too possessed by his demons.

But today was different. You did notice he was calmer but figured he would be fine. He seemed fine.

But he wasn't.

You were calmly walking through the halls of the green mantis base, towards the captain's room. Right before you could knock on your boyfriend's door, you heard something inside get thrown against what you assumed was a wall and shatter. You froze for a second, only waking to another thing breaking.

You were unsure what to do, was he in there fighting with someone?

"Fuck! Fuck fuck fuck!", you could hear him cursing, voice breaking in a heartbreaking way.

"Jack? Dearest?", you asked while knocking on the door.

"No! Fuck off!", he yelled back. You looked at the door startled.

Jack didn't mean to. Not to you, but his mouth answering was faster than his head registering the voice behind the door was from YOU.

"... Did I do something?", your voice answered, the volume a lot lower than before. Now it was quiet, the fast steps you could hear along the breaking stopped.

Jack was tired, he was in pain. And he just hurt you.

He would slap himself across the face if he could. His eyes were fixed on the door that was between you, hands wandering up to his hair and tugging on it. He tried his best to keep it together, taking in a few deep breaths.

"No. I'm just pissed... Sorry, could you come again later?", his voice was so devoid of emotion but also so tense, it felt unreal. It felt unreal that his voice could sound like that, but even more, so that you were the one he was talking to.

Jack hasn't heard his voice taking on that tone often. Not ever since he left his home as a child.

He tried his best, suppressing what was bubbling in his chest before someone would ever see him vulnerable. He couldn't. He felt he'd rather die than show someone his face right now. His eyes were red and puffy, his face hot from the tears streaming down his bony face.

You considered leaving, giving him his space. But something inside you told you, that you shouldn't. Your hand placed itself on the doorknob.

"I'm coming in." With that, you pushed the door open.

You weren't able to fully see his face with how quickly he turned his back on you, but you watched a wet shimmer on his cheek.

Was Jack crying?

"Mind your step...", Jack's voice was low and strained. He had to keep it monotone because else the sadness would break out again. Would break him again.

And he refused to be seen as broken.

You looked around, noticing empty bottles of wine and beer all around the floor, along with shards of glass. You already were able to guess that the shattering sound was coming from Jack throwing empty bottles around.

Taking his warning into account and minding your steps, you walked towards Jack, who in response to hearing your approach only stiffened. You stood directly behind him for a solid minute before gently wrapping your arms around his waist, hugging him from behind.

Jack's muscles tensed even more at your hug. He didn't hate it.

But fuck, did it make the tears in his eyes appear again so much harder.

He swallowed hard, grabbing your arms and freeing himself from the embrace that was the only thing that did not feel wrong at this moment. Instead, he quickly started walking towards his bathroom, quickly turning the lock on it as soon as he entered to keep you out. To keep the distance.

He didn't understand why. But he couldn't help himself.

He always had been alone with these feelings. It was all he ever knew. Even when he craved your touch, your comfort, he couldn't let you. He was... scared.

Magic Knight Captain Jack the Ripper was scared.

Jack was tough. Rough not only around the edges.

A loud brute.

If you saw him like this. Breaking apart, feeling defeated by the pain burning in his chest.

Would you still respect him?

Would you still love him?

If you knew what he had done... Would you blame him?

Hate him?

You slowly walked towards the door separating you.

"Jack?", your voice was gentle, caring.

Jack didn't realize how fast his breath went as the tears streamed down his face again. Only waking because of your low voice from the other side. He leaned his forehead against the door, wishing so dearly he could feel you, hug you.

He opened his mouth, but he kept his voice in. You would hear the tears.

"Jack...", you started again, "What's wrong, baby?"

"Don't call me that...", his voice grumbled low, full of hurt.

He liked getting called that. Just not now, because frankly, he felt like one.

Helpless. Scared.

"Sorry... But, what happened? Do you want to talk?" You leaned your forehead against the door. Neither of you knew it but the only thing separating you from leaning against each other, and supporting one another was that damn wooden door.

"I... Don't know.", he answered truthfully. He didn't know how to handle his emotions, not alone and not with you.

"Do you want to try it?" Even with how shitty he sounded, at least he started answering you.

"I... Fuck... I killed them..."

Your eyes went wide.

Frankly, Jack killed a lot of people. He fought a lot of battles. In wars. He always did not seem to mind, with the way battles seemed to be his favorite thing.

"I killed the newbies.", Jack's voice cried out. You could hear his heavy breaths through the door, he was whimpering like a kicked dog. Your mind went blank for a second.

What happened? You knew Jack sometimes chased around his squad with his magic... Did an accident happen? But he was so accurate with it... It always seemed impossible.

"What happened?" You both were afraid of this question.

"I... It was... It was just a simple hunting mission... They were... They only should've been scaring off some beasts so they... wouldn't go into the nearby village anymore...", Jack had to take breathing breaks while talking.

You never heard of him having to take those breaks. He sounded like was about to hyperventilate. He felt like that too, his chest heaved, and his whole torso shook at the fast breathing.

At least you knew he hadn't killed someone directly on accident.

"And what happened then?"

"I send some newbies out... It was simple enough... By night they were done and should've returned the next morning but... Some...", Jack's voice got stuck in his throat. His eyebrows were furrowed.

He sounded pitiful. Weak. And he hated it.

His fist slammed against the door powerful enough that it shook. The sound made you jump at the other side of the door.

"Some fucking bandits came in and killed them. Cut their necks open really fucking well. They suffered before they died."

Your voice got caught up in your throat. Fuck.

What were you supposed to say? Your mind rushed, searching for some way to do damage control. Jack did not know this would happen, he didn't send them to their death. Not on purpose, but of course, he felt like he did. Felt like he should've known better.

"They were kids... I haven't even told their parents yet... I... I just... I can't." Jack's voice broke at the end, showing so very well how the tears broke out again. His head already hurt from all the crying and booze. He was tired, he just wanted to keep drinking until he passed out. He didn't want to think of it anymore, didn't want to think about the young magic knights that were so excited about their robes, their quarter, and the way they could finally support their parents financially. Didn't want to feel the guilt anymore, the sad. He just wanted to pass out and make everything stop. He needed it to stop.

"It's not your fault." You finally spoke up. Jack's fist slammed against the door again.

"And whose is it then?! I am- I was their fucking Captain! I send them there, for fucks sake!"

"It's not your fault, Jack. It was the bandits, not you. You send them there for something they managed, it got out of control. You couldn't have predicted it."

But Jack felt like he should've been. He slowly sunk to his knees, turning around so he could lean against the door. You could hear quiet sniffles from behind the door but kept your mouth shut about it. It was quiet for a long while when suddenly Jack spoke up.

"Am I a bad Captain?", his voice was calm. Monotone but it had this underlying sadness.

"Why would you think that?" You already guessed the answer. Because in Jack's eyes, he sent kids right to their deathbeds.

"Take a wild guess, keke...", Jack rolled his behind-the-door eyes.

But there it was. The little vocal tick.

You couldn't help but smile that it finally slipped from his lips.

"Yeah sure, but... That happens. Sure, it should not, but... That can happen. You are not some kind of all-seeing entity, some things just are out of your control. Like death. And that's okay, it's natural."

It was quiet once again. Jack thought about it, the regret still deeply rooted in his brain but... In some way, he guessed you were right. He wasn't the first Captain this happened to, as much as everyone hated it.

"You're really weird, you know that?"

"Yeah." You nodded slightly, even if he couldn't see it.

"Got me a weird fucking woman, don't I?", he smiled the tiniest bit.

"Why'd you say that now?" You weren't mad. It was good that he seemed to calm himself without blocking out everything.

"Butts in my business when I tell her to get out of it. Makes me talk about it like I didn't tell you to fuck off before, keke. You're gonna smack me for that later, eh?"

"No, this one time I'll let it slide."

"How benevolent of you. Don't know if I deserve that right now though..."

You let out a sigh.

"Why did you... lock yourself in there?"

"Didn't want you to see me like this. Embarrassing enough that you heard my voice being so bitchy..." Jack looked at the ceiling of the bathroom as he explained, a question lingered on his mind but he thought himself pathetic if he spoke it.

Then again, you just heard him have a mental breakdown and cry so... What's one question more?

"Do you think of me differently now that you... heard that?" He bit his lip.

"Yeah."

His heart raced with anxiety. His whole body tensed up.

"I don't think of you as weak if that's what you're asking."

That made him relax once more. Even if it was just a little.

"What's that supposed to mean? You're just confusing me at this point...", he grumbled dissatisfied.

"I did know that even big strong men like you cry. That's also normal, natural, and even; Good. I just didn't know... Well, when and how you handle it. And... If you like to be alone during these times, that's okay. I respect that, but if you lock yourself away from me because you're... afraid that I think you less a man... Then you're being stupid, my dear." You explained, voice gentle and soothing.

"... Can I- Would you..." Jack didn't know how he should ask. He knew the words but it was like stones in his bruised heart. He wished to ask for something, that was foreign to him even as a child. How was he supposed to ask for it now? A grown-up, surely you had to think him pathetic.

"What, my Jack?"

"Can you... hug me?" You almost could not hear what he asked because his voice lost so much of its powerful and usual volume.

"Unlock the door."

And it took a while. Jack wiped away his tears roughly with the back of his hand, before standing up. He felt dizzy and his head hurt. He looked at the key for a few seconds before turning it and unlocking the door with a click. His hand felt heavy on the doorknob, he closed his eyes and breathed in as he turned it.

When the door opened, you could see your beloved man standing there. Shoulder's slumped, eyes tired and red from crying. The big smile was nowhere to be seen, instead, his face was decorated with one of the biggest frowns you had ever seen on him.

You opened your arms, smiling at him gently. He looked at you for a few seconds before reaching for you, pulling you close, and hugging you.

He started shaking again, burying his face deep in your hair. He inhaled your scent. You smelled like home to him. Like a home he actually wanted, not like the one he had as a child. Not like the one, where he'd had to lock himself away because he'd rather die than have someone see him weak.

"Thank you, keke..."

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raremikey · 11 months

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#be quiet.. hes taking a nap #snugglebug #mikey way #revenge era #i lovr uou

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icecream-headaches · 10 months

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#patrick stump #sideburns #snugglebug

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lesbiansagainsttheatre · 3 months

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do you know why Jenny Nicholson blocked you? I’m curious

yeah i followed an anti-reylo twitter account and i think i got hit in a mass block of ppl who followed them and liked their tweets. honestly it made me laugh bc i never got into her work and i was mutuals with a breadtuber she's friends with who i was friends with in high school.

#ask #answered #snugglebug

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makethiscanon · 2 years

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😅🛒🙋‍♀️💖🏆 for the fanfic writer emoji asks 💖

Thank you so much for the Ask! I got so excited to do this 😂

So, I've actually answered 😅 already for someone else so I'll leave a link to that one [here].

🛒 What are some common things you incorporate in your fics? Themes, feels, scenes, imagery, etc.

It won't be true for every one of my fics, but I always try to incorporate personal healing, and/or healthy relationships in my stories (especially the reader-inserts, since the focus is usually the personality of the reader's love interest). Characters asking for consent, or acting in a way that empowers or comforts the reader. As someone who naively walked into two consecutive Red Flags, I try to show my readers what a good, Green Flag partner might be like.

I also like to throw in a healthy dose of fluff at every corner, and though of course I do like to put a level of angst in some fics, it is ALWAYS followed up with comfort and a happy ending.

*hides the Yandere Ojiro Headcanons under the rug*

🙋‍♀️ Do any irl people know you write fanfic?

Absolutely! My partner knows and is 100% supportive, my closest circle of friends know, my family… well they know but I still don't think they completely understand it, but are still supportive. Even my work colleagues know since one of them found my YouTube, and their reactions varied but although some find is strange, others love that I'm openly nerdy and proud of my hobbies.

💖 What made you start writing?

Can you believe I've rewritten this answer at least 10 times? It's a culmination of things, I think. I was part of the Literature Gifted and Talented group at school so I was used to writing stories from an early age. I daydreamed whenever I was bored. I had this one daydream especially that kept cropping up, about being a cartoon character (thanks, The Pagemaster), and eventually I decided I wanted to get it out of my head and onto paper.

Then I started writing down all the vivid dreams I had, whenever I had them.

And then by the time I realised I was a weirdo kid that didn't make friends easily, I ended up really getting into anime and reading fanfics as a way to combat loneliness.

Quizilla was super popular back then so I ended up reading a butt-load of 'Who Will You End Up With' RPG quiz-stories including lots of Spin the Bottle, Snugglebug and 7 Minutes in Heaven romance reader-insert that really brought comfort to me (I have super-high Immersion and Suspension of Disbelief stats 😂😂). Eventually I decided to take a crack at them myself, since I figured there had to be other people out there who could benefit from comfort reader-insert fics like I did.

🏆 What’s your most popular fic?

Okay so I won't mention that N S F W story because it's a runaway success and none of my other fics come close in terms of stats.

HOWEVER.

Suitable for all ages, my most popular story seems to be Mistletoe (a Bakugou x Reader Christmas Fic), which to this day I am SO happy about because it was the first BNHA story I ever wrote, and I tried so damn hard to get inside Bakugou's head to write him into a romance story but also have him in-character.

It's probably the story I'm proudest of, and I still read it each Christmas because it's stuffed full of my favourite fluff tropes to put me in a fluffy, festive mood.

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Thank you again for the ask! I had a lot of fun thinking about these!

#Ask Game #AskGame #fanfics #Mistletoe #bakugou #bakugo #katsuki #x reader #writing tropes #fluff #quizilla #7 minutes in heaven #spin the bottle #snugglebug

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mellowsleepy · 2 years

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#🥺#snugglebug #cats #mellows

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#hes so cute #dog #doggy #puppy time #snugglebug #cuddle dog #xuco pachuko

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catsinthebed-pillowsonthefloor · 1 year

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#dogs #huskies #happylife #pnw #happiness #pets #photography #photographers of tumblr #cozy times #warm fuzzies #snugglebug

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jacks-little-jacky · 1 year

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Christmas with the Captain | Jack x Reader Headcanons

I'm so sorry that I am so slow with the requests, my rl is damn hectic but I won't leave this blog so don't worry. I will definitely do all of your requests and even more!!! I am currently visiting family so have some quick headcanons I did write on my phone!

Jack hates Christmas. He is the Grinch, all green and mad.

It's so much work. And everyone wants to take a vacation to see their family (which he understands) but he can't let ALL go because bad stuff still happens even on Christmas. Which means he needs his knights.

But he feels bad for the ones with family. En has his vacation every year to see his siblings and Jack will refuse that he cannot. It often ends with Jack and a handful of his knights working.

He does patrol on Christmas too. He tries to do everything so he can give as many people as possible at least a day off.

It causes so much Stress. He hates this holiday.

And he will riot if you bake cookies and he doesn't get one because everyone else was faster.

When he is the first to get to your cookies however, there will be none left. Mantises are known for their incredibly big appetite and even though Jack's stature would say otherwise; He eats. You are sure there's a black hole in his stomach that causes him to stay this slender.

If you celebrate, he'll be extra stressed because he tries to get home to you so you can do it together. He even always tries to think and buy/make a gift for you, which is again, extra stress.

But he won't ever blame you for it. After all, he's the one insisting on getting you something and celebrating together. Makes him feel a little bit more like ALL the stress was good for something.

If you don't celebrate however, you still get gifts sometimes. He'd say that you shouldn't view it as a Christmas gift, but all the gift-stuff around town made him want to give you something so he did. Not because it was Christmas. It wasn't your guys fault that one came because of the other.

He'd love baking cookies with you. Even if you wouldn't get much done, or take forever because, Jack would most likely start a fight with all the flour flying around and you covered in the dough. Don't be mad at him, it's something that eases his mind during that stressful time.

He'd downplay the stress 100%.

Cuddle him and tell him he's doing great. And that he's doing everyone a favor by working so much overtime.

Everyone gets caught up in the stress so almost no one bothers to thank the green Captain for taking the shifts of like 50 people. If you tell him he's doing good, it means a lot, even if he doesn't show it.

#jack black clover #jack the ripper #jack the ripper black clover #black clover #black clover jack #black clover x reader #jack the ripper x reader #jack the ripper (bc)#jack x reader #happy christmas #back clover headcanons #jack the ripper headcanon #snugglebug

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