#tadc jax x reader

[miinxiee]

spare time °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: jax decides to kill time with you.

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: pre-pomni era, reader is called pretty, fluff

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1.1k

the circus was unusually quiet.

no yelling. no color-saturated chaos bouncing off the walls. just the low hum of the place existing, background sound looping as usual, almost comforting in its repetition.

you had tucked yourself away on one of the random lounge cushions left near the corner of the tent. probably caine’s idea of a ‘relaxation zone,’ though it looked more like someone had given up halfway through building a pillow fort. maybe kinger.

you weren’t doing anything special. just sitting. thinking. killing time the way you always did between adventures. you didn’t expect anyone to come by.

so when a pair of heavy footsteps padded behind you, you didn’t look up at first. not until they stopped just a few feet away, then hovered.

you turned your head. “...what?”

jax stared at you with his usual smirk tugging at the corners of his mouth. “you always look so suspicious. like i’m here to drop a bucket of slime on your head or something.”

you raised a brow. “are you?”

“not this time.”

he sat down next to you. not close, but not far, either. his legs stretched out in front of him, one ankle crossed over the other. he looked completely at ease, like this was his idea all along.

you watched him cautiously. “you’re not usually around during quiet hours.”

jax shrugged. “maybe i got bored.”

“of what?”

he looked sideways at you.

“everyone else.”

you snorted softly and looked away. “that’s fair.”

for a moment, neither of you said anything. you fiddled with a corner of the cushion beneath you. he leaned back on his hands, letting the silence settle. not awkward just... still.

then, without moving his head, jax said, “you’re weirdly quiet when no one’s watching.”

“so are you.”

“yeah, but i’m allowed to be. i’m mysterious,” he wiggled his fingers for dramatic effect.

you rolled your eyes. “sure.”

jax glanced at you again, sharp-eyed.

“what, you only talk when the spotlight’s on you?”

“maybe i just don’t have anything to say.”

“you? nah. you’ve always got something going on up there,” he pointed at your head. “it’s the way your face twitches when you’re thinking.”

“twitches?” you didn’t think he noticed that.

“yeah. like right now,” he leaned closer, faux-inspecting your expression. “see? you’re doing it.”

you swatted at him, and he dodged easily, grinning like a brat.

“you’re annoying,” you muttered.

jax gave an exaggerated shrug. “guilty as charged. and yet, here you are. letting me ruin your precious alone time.”

you opened your mouth to retort, then paused.

“…you didn’t ruin anything.”

jax tilted his head slightly. “no?”

you shook your head. “it’s kind of... nice, actually.”

he raised a brow, clearly surprised. “well, don’t get too sentimental. you’re gonna scare me off.”

you smiled faintly, eyes drifting down to the floor.

“noted.”

jax shifted, now sitting cross-legged. you could feel his gaze, but you didn’t meet it. not yet.

“so,” he said. “what do you even do during this kind of downtime?”

“sit. think. sometimes doodle on stuff. talk to myself, if i’m feeling unhinged,” you shrugged.

jax snorted. “hot.”

you looked at him sideways. “what about you?”

“me?” he sat up straighter. “i usually find someone to mess with. or wander around until something breaks. y’know. jax stuff.”

“but not today?”

“mm,” he hummed. “felt like being lazy.”

“lazy with me, though.”

jax gave you a look. “don’t read into it.”

you weren’t sure if that was teasing or serious.

you didn’t push it.

at some point, you ended up lying back against the cushion, arms folded under your head. jax followed suit a beat later, flopping onto his back with a dramatic sigh like someone exhausted from doing nothing.

you were side-by-side now. still not touching. but close enough to feel the warmth of presence, that subtle awareness of someone else just being there.

after a while, jax broke the silence again. this time quieter.

“you really think we’re stuck here forever-forever? like- as in forever?”

you turned your head toward him. he was staring at the ceiling.

“i stopped thinking about that a while ago,” you said truthfully.

“if we are,” he said slowly, “guess it’s not the worst thing.”

you blinked. “coming from you, that’s kind of shocking.”

jax shrugged one shoulder.

“eh. figured if i’m gonna be trapped, could be worse than being stuck with someone who isn’t completely unbearable.”

“wow,” you deadpanned. “how touching.”

jax turned his head, meeting your eyes.

“…you’re tolerable,” he said.

you smiled, lips twitching.

“you’re tolerable too.”

he smirked, then looked back up.

the silence stretched again. but this time, it was warmer. less empty.

you turned slightly on your side to look at him, cheek resting on your arm.

“you ever miss it?” you asked quietly. “the real world?”

jax didn’t answer right away. he seemed to really think about it before answering.

“…nah,” he said finally. “i think i did. at first. but now? i barely remember it.”

you nodded slowly. “same.”

jax tilted his head, catching your expression. “weird, right? all that stuff we thought mattered- jobs, bills, whatever.. now it’s like it happened to someone else. not us.”

you let out a quiet laugh.

“honestly? sometimes i like it better here than out there.”

“ha. knew you were crazy.”

you nudged his arm with your knuckles. “you’re one to talk.”

“hey, i never claimed to be sane.”

you both laughed softly, then fell quiet again.

after a while, jax propped himself up on one elbow and looked at you more directly. not with a smirk. not with that teasing glint he usually had. just... curious.

“you ever think about what we’d be like if we met out there?”

you blinked at him. “in the real world?”

“yeah.”

you tilted your head. “i don’t know. you’d probably annoy me in line at a grocery store.”

jax laughed. “you’d give me the dirtiest look. like, ‘who is this guy and why is he talking to me about the cereal aisle?’”

“and you’d still keep talking.”

“absolutely,” he said. “i’d make you laugh eventually.”

you smiled. “probably.”

“i bet you were pretty…” jax didn’t bet. he knew.

you felt your face redden slightly at the compliment and you carefully inspected jax’s face for any sign of humor, but there was none to be found.

jax’s voice dropped just slightly. “you’re easier to read here.”

you raised a brow. “how do you figure?”

“’cause you try so hard not to react. it’s a dead giveaway.”

you looked at him, lips twitching. “you realize that makes no sense right?”

jax smirked. “doesn’t have to.”

you rolled your eyes and laid back again.

he stayed propped up on his elbow, watching you.

“you tired?” he asked, softer now.

“not really.”

“…comfortable?”

you paused, then nodded.

jax let himself lay back down again, just a little closer than before. your shoulders almost touched. almost.

“good,” he said. “’cause i don’t feel like moving yet.”

[goobstars]

i was thinking of maybe reader x jax where reader is trying to build up the courage to confess and completely messes up but it works out anyways ,, (idk i’ve thought about scenarios like this 😓)

𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐅𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍

summary : after building up some courage, you get ready to confess your feelings to jax, but it doesn't go the way you thought it would.

tags : romance, crushing, and purple rabbit man.

note : all it took for me to wanna write this was an edit of the rabbit man, so enjoy !

how did they make confessing look so easy in the movies?

you swore that every character just spewed their undying love to their interest, and then they both lived happily ever after. did you wish that was how the real world worked? very much so, but did it work that way? no.

before you even arrived at the circus, trying to date someone was just idiotic. you had talking stages, trust issues, and you didn't even want to get started on the amount of rules. what was the three month rule? the three day rule?

what do you mean you shouldn't contact someone you went on a date with until three days went by?

while some of the new things made sense, a lot of it just confused you, and you're pretty sure that's what led you to your current situation.

you were staring yourself down in the mirror in front of you, and many sticky notes were crumpled around your desk. they each had different sentences written on them, in which most of those sentences ended with the words 'i like you'.

the things written before it, though? trash.

you felt like you were writing some corny romance book.

your eye twitched in irritation while you tossed the pen that was in your hand to the side, and you stood up fully before sighing.

why was this so difficult? why couldn't you just have some confidence and admit your feelings?

at the sound of someone harshly knocking on your door, you were reminded why.

because the person you had feelings for was jax.

you started to walk over to your door to unlock it for jax, but the sound of the lock clicking made you freeze as the door slowly opened.

jax peered at you with a grin before holding up a key in his hand, and you frowned. "i thought i told you to get rid of that."

"why? it's just for emergencies!"

"was filling my room with centipedes last week an emergency?"

"those were meant for ragatha," jax stated as he shoved the key into his front pocket, "i guess i just picked the wrong room."

"our photos are literally on the door—"

"anyways," jax cut you off while he looked around the room. "i'm bored."

before you could remark his words, you noted the way his eyes fell onto the many sticky notes lying around your room, and he raised an eyebrow while you pursed your lips.

if you had known he was going to enter your room, you would have tossed those into your trash.

"don't read them."

"too late!" you tried to dash to get jax, but the man only hastily grabbed one of the notes on the floor before holding it above his head.

"now, let's see what we have here..." you tried to jump up and grab it, but jax only got on the tips of his toes before he opened up the sticky note. "jax, please."

you felt your heart still once jax fell silent, and your body slightly trembled as you took a step back. you didn't know what that sticky note said, for you had written a whole lot of things, but it didn't matter. all of the notes had his name and your feelings on it, so there was nothing you could do.

you couldn't reword anything or try to play it off. you were screwed.

jax slowly lowered the sticky note, and he eyed you for a moment while you tensed. his smirk had faltered, and it made you believe that you had messed up. why didn't you just keep your feelings down? why did you have to write all of these notes?

"jax—"

you paused once you heard jax chuckle, and a wave of embarrassment crashed over you while your shoulders slightly slumped. did he find your desperation amusing?

the little confidence you had before deflated while you looked down at the floor, and you noted how jax took a step towards you as you felt a hand grasp your chin.

you were forced to look up at jax's lazy smirk while he tilted his head, and he let out a sigh. "you know, if you love me so much like that note said, use your words."

his thumb traced your bottom lip as your eyes widened, and he leaned forward so his face was right in front of yours. "i'm all ears, dollface..."

you remained quiet as you waited to see if jax was joking, but it didn't appear like he was. he peered down at you with those cocky eyes as if he knew how much you wanted to admit your feelings, and you couldn't even deny that you really wanted to tell him.

so, you did.

"i like you..."

"what was that?" you narrowed your eyes at jax once he gifted you that cheeky reply, and he chuckled again. "what? if you're going to say it, have some confidence, doll. i won't be convinced that you like me unless you prove it—"

your hands gripped one of the straps of his overalls as you tugged his lips to meet yours, and you felt his body stiffen before the outline of his smirk pressed against your mouth.

one of his hands moved down to your waist while he tilted his head, and his hand trailed to your lower back as he pressed you closer to him.

you both eventually pulled away as you stared up at him, "did that convince you?"

jax's eyes flickered down to your lips before meeting your gaze, and he shrugged.

"i don't know, maybe another one will help..."

[kenzdolls]

JAX RELATIONSHIP HEADCANONS .

⌗ pairing: (tadc) jax x gn! reader

⌗ warnings: lowercase intended, has spoilers of ep 5

⌗ a/n: idk i did this since I’m trying to reach out to other fandoms (yes i’m doing all the characters i have free will)..also since my inbox is dry, i’m asking…PLEASE SEND ME REQUESTS MY BRAIN IS FRYING FROM WRITERS BLOCK

FIRST TIME MEETING:

▹ jax literally does NOT care when you first arrive because he's seen too many newbies lose their minds within the first week (he's learned not to get attached too quickly after what happened with ribbit)

▹ probably pranks you on your literal first day because "welcome to hell, might as well get used to it now" but then feels weirdly guilty about it later??? like he'll leave a small apology gift outside your room (probably stolen from someone else's room tbh)

▹ gets annoyed when you don't immediately break down or start crying like most new people do - where's the entertainment in that??? you're just… adapting??? (this bothers him more than it should)

▹ starts paying attention to you when you either: 1) successfully prank him back, 2) don't rat him out when caine asks who put glitter in ragatha's hair, or 3) laugh at his jokes even when everyone else is giving him death glares

▹ definitely steals your room key within the first week just to see what you're hiding but then gets genuinely curious about your little personal space and the weird way you've arranged everything

▹ makes fun of whatever coping mechanism you've developed but secretly takes notes because holy shit you're actually handling this better than he did

▹ starts doing that thing where he "accidentally" bumps into you during adventures or walks just a little too close when caine isn't looking (personal space who???)

▹ probably gives you a stupid nickname based on either: something embarrassing that happened to you, your appearance, or just to annoy you (spoiler alert: he keeps using it even when you start dating)

▹ gets genuinely confused when you start talking to him like he's a actual person and not just the "funny mean rabbit" because??? people don't usually do that??? ribbit was the last person who really saw him as jax and not just comic relief

HIM CRUSHING ON YOU:

▹ this man is in DENIAL with a capital D - like he'll literally tell himself "i don't like them, i just think they're less annoying than the others" while actively going out of his way to spend time with you

▹ starts hoarding little things that remind him of you (a button that fell off your outfit, a drawing you doodled during a boring caine explanation, etc.) but will DIE before admitting it

▹ gets weirdly protective but tries to play it off as "you're MY entertainment, nobody else gets to mess with you" but really he's terrified of losing another person he cares about

▹ begins pranking you more but they're like… softer pranks??? like putting fake spiders in your bed (but making sure they're not the kind that actually scare you) or rearranging your room (but not actually breaking anything important)

▹ starts having those moments where he'll say something genuinely sweet/supportive but then IMMEDIATELY follow it up with an insult to maintain his image ("you're not completely terrible at this… for an idiot")

▹ catches himself staring at you during adventures and gets MAD about it - like why are you so distracting??? he has chaos to cause and you're just… existing??? attractively??? rude.

▹ probably has a minor crisis about his feelings because the last person he really cared about was ribbit and we all know how that ended (he's absolutely terrified of caring about someone again)

▹ gets jealous when other circus members get your attention but won't admit it - instead he'll just insert himself into conversations or create distractions to get focus back on him

▹ starts doing that thing where he remembers really specific details about you (your favorite corner to sit in, how you fidget when you're anxious, what makes you laugh) but acts like he doesn't pay attention to anyone

▹ has definitely had at least one dream about you and woke up SO MAD about it because feelings are WEAKNESS and he doesn't DO weakness

▹ begins testing the waters with more physical contact - "accidentally" grabbing your hand during adventures, leaning against you when he's "tired," finding excuses to be in your personal space

▹ gets genuinely upset when you're having a bad day but doesn't know how to help without compromising his reputation, so he'll just… be less mean to everyone that day (the others notice and are confused)

YOU DATING HIM:

▹ asking you out was probably the most awkward thing he's ever done because he had to drop the act for like 0.5 seconds to be genuine and he HATED every second of it (but your reaction made it worth it)

▹ your relationship is 70% banter and 30% genuine sweet moments when he thinks nobody is looking and 100% him being terrified you'll abstract and leave him like ribbit did

▹ still pranks you but now it's "couple pranks" - like putting fake love letters in your room signed from other circus members just to see you get flustered, or rearranging your stuff to spell out "I LOVE YOU" (but then denying he did it)

▹ gets SUPER jealous but tries to play it off as possessiveness - "that's MY idiot you're talking to" (he's not fooling anyone, he's just insecure)

▹ shows affection through: stealing things for you, letting you win at games sometimes, sharing his food, and most importantly - telling you his real thoughts instead of just sarcastic quips

▹ absolutely MELTS when you play with his ears but will threaten anyone who points it out (his ears do that little twitch thing when he's happy and you're the only one who gets to see it)

▹ has nightmares about you abstracting and will sometimes wake up and just… need to see you to make sure you're okay (he'll make up some excuse about being bored or wanting to prank someone)

▹ starts including you in his pranks as a partner rather than a target - you two become the WORST duo and everyone else suffers for it (but secretly they think it's cute that jax is happy)

▹ gets genuinely soft when you're upset about the whole "being trapped forever" thing because he KNOWS that feeling and doesn't want you to go through it alone like he did

▹ probably has a secret stash of things he's made/found for you that he's too embarrassed to give you directly, so he just leaves them places you'll find them

▹ learns your triggers and genuinely tries to avoid them in his pranks/jokes because making you laugh is good, making you hurt is NOT (growth!!!)

▹ gets scared when you're too quiet or seem distant because what if you're starting to abstract what if he's losing you what if what if what if so he'll just hover around you until you're acting normal again

▹ your first kiss was probably during a really dangerous adventure when he thought one of you might not make it out, and he just couldn't leave things unsaid (very dramatic, very him)

▹ now he's stuck between his fear of losing you and his genuine happiness at having you, so he's like… aggressively affectionate but also constantly worried (someone get this rabbit some therapy)

▹ starts planning little dates within the circus - like setting up movie nights in the common area or finding ways to get you both out of adventures so you can just hang out

▹ definitely practices saying "i love you" in his room before he actually says it to you (and when he finally does, it's probably during an argument where he just blurts it out and then gets embarrassed)

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[parrythisucasual]

Hiya! Love ur blog! :3

Could you do Jax x Very sleepy Reader? Like at some point Reader ends up falling asleep on Jax lol. If not its very okay! Hope you can do it tho! Take care of yourself and have a good da / night! 🤗

Hiii!!!! It's a bit short, but i did my best!! <3

Jax x Sleepy! Reader

You were dozing off, Jax’s words nothing more that a distant buzz. This couch was so comfy… Your eyelids drooped and you leaned in- “Are you even listening to a word I’m saying?” You jolt, sitting upright once more, “Huh?”

“Of course not,” Jax rolls his eyes, “why would you? It’s not like we were having a conversation or anything.” You rub your eyes, yawning a bit, “Sorry… What were you saying?”

He snorts and starts again, something about the food being the same old same old. His voice was so soothing, you couldnt help but close your eyes… Youre slipping into rest once more, sighing happily.

“Are you kidding?!” Jax lightly smacks you, and your eyes only open slightly, “S’rry… keep goin… like your voice…” you mumbled. Jax’s face flushed pink, caught entirely off guard.

He sighed, reaching out and tugging you into his lap. You were surprised, but his lap made for a nice pillow. You hummed, smiling a bit as you scooted into a comfortable position.

Jax began to talk again, this time not really talking about anything in particular. Just gossip or useless fun facts that came to mind, all the while twirling your hair in his fingers.

Once he was sure you’d drifted off to sleep for real, this time, he mumbled under his breath, “You’re really adorable, you know? I like you a lot…”

[jellyprower]

Bunny Tails (Part 2)

Fandom: TADC

Warning: Jax.

An idea by @w1tchy-b1tch-ideas! This was actually so fun and challenging! Decided not to get into the sewing details with this one since it was already so long.

In this part I think I got closer to how Jax actually behaves. I might make more within this world I've created, I'm not really sure yet.

Genuinely couldn't stop thinking about this while I was at work lol.

Gender Neutral reader

Part 1 can be found here

I hope next time I post I can figure out a proper format, and maybe even a border or something.

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You three continued running around the carnival, seeming to brush past the uncomfortable conversation.

This was the first time in ages you could remember actually relaxing and having a good time. A nice distraction from the never-ending crisis you and the others found yourselves in. Pomni had to be coaxed onto the rollercoaster, but she ended up enjoying it in the end.

Running around trying all the carnival food was nice as well. At some point you three shared a massive banana split sunday. The boat itself was large enough to cover half of a picnic table. Somehow, Caine managed to get elephant ears right. You and Pomni were concerned maybe the dentures with eyes thought it was supposed to be a literal elephant ear, but then plenty of others had been here before, so it wasn't so far fetched to think one of them corrected the assumption.

Before you knew it, the sun had started setting. You reached into your pocket for the picture you three had taken at one of the automatic photo booths. Admiring the three of you making silly faces, even one of Jax holding his fingers as bunny ears behind both of your heads. You three headed back, ate dinner with the rest of the gang, and headed off to bed.

First thing next morning, you set out to go find Caine. You looked everywhere in the tent, asking Zooble every so often as you passed by them. After a while, you finally find him, asking for a specific request. Thankfully by this time of the morning, only Ragatha, Gangle, and Zooble had woken up and come downstairs, so the coast was clear.

To much confusion of the floating dentistry ad before you, he gladly granted you the purple plush fabric you requested. More specifically, he spawned it into your room so you didn't have to worry about accidentally running into Jax. You waved goodbye to the others, and ran to your room with an exuberant pace.

Time passed as you worked, nobody came to say hi. You didn't even know if Caine had skipped adventures for the day, or if he just didn't bother to come find you. Either way, you'd been locked in your room all day.

After hours of manual labor, you finally finished this fluffy tail, doing your best to make it as accurate as possible to the plush that Jax had shown you and Pomni the day before.

You had no idea what the adventure was for the day as you'd stayed behind to finish this little project. Normally you wouldn't stay behind for these kinds of things, but this project was different. You were essentially gifting a body part, so it had to be perfect.

A pink box waited expectantly under your desk for you to finish inspecting the tail for probably the tenth time. Thinking of it potentially breaking mid-adventure tore you to shreds. The thought itself made you incredibly anxious. Sighing, you reached for the box, giving into the nervous excitement building in your core. You gently place the plush tail in the box, cover with the lid, and put a red ribbon around it, tying it into a bow.

You take a peek out of your room before you grab the box and head towards the main lounging area. You see everyone except Jax, and ask the others. They all shrug, most of them looking physically tired, most likely from today's adventure. "I think I saw him walk outside" Gangle said in her usual tear-filled voice.

You felt your feet suddenly gain weight at the thought of walking that distance. Between keeping your foot down on the foot petal, being hunched over on the floor to cut out the fabric, and the strain in your eyes from staring at the stitches too intensely, your body was ready to end the day despite the digital world not requiring it. This was mostly mental rest that was much needed, but regardless, you pushed through.

You proceeded to head outside. It wasn't long before you could see a pair of long, slim ears peeking over the hill that led to the Digital lake. Suddenly, your nervous excitement came back, giving you the energy to quicken your pace.

Before you even had a chance to open your mouth, Jax had turned his head to look back at you. His signature grin reappearing. "Well whatcha got there short stuff?" he teased. Regardless of height, he still called you that silly nickname after the adventure you were literally shrunk to the size of a small child. Todler size. Caine had decided that day everyone would have what he would affectionately call, a challenge, to spice up the adventure. Realistically, it was more like a punishment, but per usual, Caine didn't see it that way.

You snarled gently at the nickname, a smile still residing in your eyes. "I told you yesterday I was working on something for you." You approached Jax, sitting with enough space between the two of you while you faced him. He was sitting with his legs resting outstretched towards the water, leaning back slightly, resting his body weight on his arms. His palms rested in the soft digital grass under neath you.

For a brief moment, you questioned how Caine could get grass of all things to feel soft against skin, but regardless. You were here on a mission. Placing the gift box between you two, you spoke up with a softness. "I wanted to make something extra special for you," you paused, "a-and I wanted to see you open it myself." A gentle smile spread across your face while your eyes gleamed with excitement. Jax sat up slightly, grabbing the box. "If this is a prank, it better be good" he mocked, earning a slight push on his arm. "OOWW, that hurt. I think I need a hospital." His smile never leaving his face.

You roll your eyes as his comment, still smiling. "Just hurry up and open it. I worked all day on this, and im tired." "Aww, you worked hard just for me? How thoughtful." He batted his eyes, pulling at the bow to open the giftbox.

Lifting the lid off, he was fully expecting something like a punch to the face, but instead was met with tissue paper folded over the item. Unfolding the paper, he was met with a note. He held the note between his thumb and index finger as he read.

Just in case I don't catch you, I'm writing this note. As you know, Pomni told me you lost your tail. I figured, even if it isn't perfect, I could maybe help remedy the situation. He paused to glance at the plush tail that was sitting in the box, his pupils shrinking significantly. I know it's not the same as having a functioning tail, but at least you'll appear to the group like how you do in your head. Maybe something to get you through the rest of the day. Plus, this way you can remove it if it gets in the way! I hope you like it! Signed, your favorite sewist.

He just stared at the note for a few moments before caressing the sides of the box, admiring your handywork without actually touching it.

A glint of what you only assumed was doubt appeared over his eyes. His pupils now even smaller than before. His smile fell as he drew little shapes into the middle of the fluffball. Was it disbelief? Bafflement? You couldn't tell, all you knew was he was very quite for what felt like minutes. The silence making you sweat from anticipation.

Was this too much? A step too far? A breech of privacy turned into a moment of utter embarrassment?

He picked it up with both hands, cupping it gently, before letting out a sharp laugh.

"OH I get it. This some kind of bomb or something? Kind of a janky prank, don't ya think?" Tears started forming in his eyes, quickly dissipating as you responded.

You came close to cutting him off, your words coming off sharper than you meant, "NO! You might be willing to exploit something this sensitive, but I'm not." You huffed, letting go of your aggravation. Reaching over to the tail still in his hands, you turned it over to show 2 different brooch pins sewn into the back. "I made it cuz Pomni... she told me how badly it bothered you. And given i know how to sew pretty well.. " you trailed off, looking away from him as you did in an attempt to find the rest of your thought. A faint blush forming on your cheeks.

--You definitely didn't see this encounter turning out like this, but then you never expected to be trapped inside a video game either.--

There was barely a pause before he scoffed, a mischievous smirk flashing across his face. "Well, in that case," you could hear a hint of him masking his deeper feelings, "You want to do the honors~? Y'know. Since you're so short you won't have trouble putting it on me." You turned back to him, a faint blush on your cheeks only growing seeing the smug look on his face.

"What's wrong? You scared? I don't bite," the mischief on his face growing, eyes turning to the sky like he's thinking, "probably."

You push a short huff out of your nose before accepting. "Alright. Just show me where to put it, and I'll make sure to put it in its perfect place." Jax chuckled to himself, finding the whole idea amusing, but going along with it. He put the box between the two of you again, followed by him stretching his long arms forward quite dramatically. Making groaning sounds as he stretched, he laid his torso as flat as he could against his own legs, ears drooping with what you could call gravity. He reaches a hand behind to point at the exact spot of his tailbone. "Right here, shortstop. Just be careful not to prick me." He gave a sly wink, teasing you further.

Your hands shaking slightly, you pick up the handmade tail, moving behind the rabbit. Gently pulling at the fabric of the overalls, you poke the pins through, securing them in place with the clasp. You grabbed and wiggled it to make sure both pins were in securely to prevent the fluffball from moving. "There," you said, not noticing his smile had softened. "All good to go! What do you think?"

He turned around to stare at the new tail. His heart started to buzz with his face suddenly glowing with gratitude.

"I think I want to rub it in everyone's faces that I got a special present." He wiggled his hips a little, a sense of confidence now present in his voice that wasn't there previously. You chuckled at the wiggle as you smiled at him. Satisfaction filled your mind knowing he thoroughly was enjoying his new-found fluff ball.

You both got up and headed back to the tent, the whole way he was trying to wiggle his hips to get it to move. Thinking out loud he rambled on and on, wondering if Caine would program it to move like a real tail.

Approaching the group, Pomni looked up, and immediately noticed the newfound confidence radiating from the newly bushy-tailed man.

"Attention everyone!" He waved his hands in the air. "I would like to make a special announcement to the group."

Zooble glanced up from what she was doodling, Gangle looked up, a bit of apprehension in her eyes, Ragatha looked up with confusion, and Kinger was already asleep in his fort.

"Feast your eyes on my very special gift from my very special friend" he turned to face the opposite direction, bending slightly to accentuate his plush rear. "Isn't it sweet?"

You walk over to the couch, feeling your eyes getting heavy. You weren't even registering what was going on around you, all you knew was that you needed the sleep.

You start to drift off to sleep when you hear Zooble yell out at Jax. Peeking an eye open, you see he'd shoved his fluff ball into their face to show off.

You shake your head before dozing off, head in your hand, chaos ensuing around you. You didn't bother investigating, you just knew you needed rest.

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Not gunna front, tying the beginning to the end had me struggling. BUT I think I did an alright job.

Still getting back into the groove of Tumblr, so bear with me.

Thanks for reading!

[fanged-fanfics]

☆ "Soo.. New Outfit, Huh?" — Jax x Reader ☆

Genre: Comedy, Fluff || they/them pronouns for reader || Episode 5 spoilers

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After the most recent vote, you had to practically pry Jax off of trying to grab Gangle. In a small pop of confetti, his pink overalls had been traded for a black and white maid outfit. You were back on the bench, trying so hard not to snicker as he shouted at Evil Jax. "He's really p[@#$%]sed" you said, the censor covering up the curse. "Yeah.." Pomni said next to you, Ragatha on her other side "Not.. too mad, right?". "He'll be alright" You said "Maybe next time he won't pick on everyone so much". Pomni gave an uncertain hum, but ultimately nodded. As she talked to Ragatha, you watched Jax limply hold the bat, purposely striking out

Once Jax was walking back, you scooted over to make some room, putting some distance between you two and Pomni. He scowled at seeing your amused smirk, sitting on your left side so Ragatha could have some space. "So..." You began. "Don't even start" Jax interrupted. You couldn't suppress snickering just a bit "Come on, you look cute! I think it kinda suits you". "Of course you would say that, you freak" Jax responded with a roll of his eyes. You scooted a little closer to him "I'm not the only one who thought it could suit you, obviously. Majority wins"

"You're a certain kinda person is what you are" Jax replied, his arms crossed. "Hey, come on, I think this is pretty light" You said, patting his shoulder "At worst it's kinda mortifying". "That's real easy for you to say, you're not the one in a ridiculous outfit" Jax argued. You gave a little shrug "Maybe I wouldn't mind as much". "Oh yeah?" Jax began, his square pupils moving to zero in on you "We'll see about that". "Wh- how?" You asked. "I'll find a way, don't worry about it" Jax said, now grinning. He leaned back, his arms leaning on the back of the bench as one leg crossed over the other

Your hand reached over, poking the middle of the chest window. Jax gave you a suspicious look as your fingers trailed the hem of the heart shape, ending with you resting your hand on one of the puffy shoulder sleeves. "Your fur is smoother than I remember" You noted. Jax huffed, but it was more fond this time "You really are a freak, ain't ya?". "Who knows, being in this place has probably messed with me a lot" You shrugged

"Oh, sure, blame it on the Circus" Jax joked. He went to look back at the game, before seeing the corn cob someone had set next to him. He jumped up like a cat that had touched water, stifling a small yelp. You barely held back laughter, brushing the corn off of the bench. "Shut up" he grumped. "I'm not saying anything" You teased "But you're saved now, madam"

Jax immediately swatted your shoulder, causing you to lose all barely held composure and dissolve into a fit of snickering. You saw the pink spread across his face, standing out against the purple fur as he glared. His ears leaned back a bit as he spoke, "Don't make me try to kill you next". "Sorry- snnrk- no, really, sorry" You said, leaning back with a sigh when the chuckling finally died down "I'm serious, you look good"

"Uh-huh" Jax replied, tilting his head away to try to savor at least some dignity by hiding his blush. Just as suddenly, with a little 'pop!', the outfit was replaced with his usual one. Jax's pupils widened "Oh hey, not a vegan anymore". That very same second, you watched lovingly as he ran ahead on all fours, trying to maim his red doppelganger with his teeth

[angelicscz]

ྀིྀི.˚ jax headcanons

a complication of general & relationship jax headcanons

↳ before you read: lowercase intended, gn reader, written after ep 5 - before ep 6, ooc jax (?), terribly rushed, not proff read.

first of all; this guy is a massive jerk, he knows it, you know it, we all know it and it's a fact. nobody really likes him besides perhaps pomni, everyone else tolerates him; 'cause what can they do about his antics?

let's not forget about the fact that he has keys to everyone's room, he pranked everyone at least once. i'd like to say that he pranked ragatha and gangle the most. kinger is the one whom jax pranks the least.

he secretly cares about everyone, as i said before he has the keys to everyone's room, he has them not only for his stupid pranks but for emergencies as well. he was once too late to help his friend ribbit (the character that we saw on the door in ep5) and couldn't get to open the door. imagine you couldn't help the only person who truly cared for you in this forsaken cirsus. imagine knowing that they're getting abstracted on the other side of the door and you can't do anything about it.

build his walls up high, if you were to break them to see the true him it'd take a while. he hides his insecurities and problems behind his obnoxious personality, yet deep down he wants to be heard. he wants to be comforted but he wouldn't take the comfort well, generally would be really awkward about it.

despises crying in front of anyone, despises voicing his needs, despises talking about his past life in a serious manner, despites being ignored even though everyone is telling each other to just "ignore him".

canonically he's the youngest in the cirsus; he's twenty-two (22) so theoretically he had it the worst as he had the whole life ahead of him just for it to be taken away in the blink of an eye. he could've start his own business, start a family, explore the world and so much more, but again everyone in the cirsus had to experience the shock of the new world, new body, new name and the unfortunate memory loss.

in the real world he'd listen to msi, have black nails and be the type of person to work night shifts. :p

he journals to keep his sanity!! tried to keep track of the days trapped in the cirsus but lost track after a few months. at first he used to journal everyday but he rarely writes anything in it these days, but when it does you bet he'll write out like 3 pages. has a small list of what everyone is startled by and a small list of all of caine's adventures.

he is really expressive, his ears show his emotions really well and he gestures with his hands all the time when he talks, often exaggerating everything. body language can tell you everything!!

him catching feelings for someone in the cirsus would be extremely rare as he really doesn't take the digital world seriously, but it is possible; a really really slow slow burn. now he wouldn't even realize when he caught feelings for you, it just slowly progressed into something more than friends.

I like to think that the moment he realized he had a crush on you is when he was journaling and started writing about you, a lot about you or someone like ragatha or zooble point his obvious different behaviour when it comes to you.

its subtle but it's there: the way his voice slightly softens when talking to you, the way he always soughts to be at your side, the way he's staring at you from across the room, the way his pranks are even more harmless, the way he doesn't actually walk into your room and makes obvious loud noises to signal that he's here; he wouldn't knock though.

jax's love language is quality time and acts of service. he is very observant, he already knows you will need something before you do.

terrible at giving affection, even worse at receiving it. PDA is a no no for him unless he is the one who initiates it. please don't hug him out of the blue in front of the others, poor boy will be so awkward and flushed. HOWEVER he loves giving you suprise kisses, hugging you from behind, silently telling everyone you're his. and he is yours.

A TEASE, talks big but if you tease him back? he might actually explode.

twirling strands of your hair around his fingers, playing with the hem of your clothes, a hand on your waist, on your back is how he expresses his affection and love for you. further into the relationship he'll get more comfortable with bigger acts of affection like hugging and kissing.

actually goes crazy over how you see him, it was the worst in the crushing state. he doesn't want you thinking badly of him, he doesn't want you listening to others how terrible he is. his mood WILL change whenever you're mad at him. he will try to apologize in his own way, acting like its not that big of a deal in front of you knowing damn well he couldn't sleep because of it and sweated his ass off.

wouldn't know how to comfort you if you started crying in front of him or he found you crying in your room or really anywhere in the cirsus. would just look at you first, stare. you'd think that he's judging you but he really doesn't know what to do. after a while he'd just sit next to you and wait for you to open up or tell him to fuck off. he genuinely doesn't want you abstracting, anyone but you.

[dodgeballstuckonthegymceiling]

is this how we request? if so, would you mind doing sick Jax x Kind reader? i’ve loved a lot of your x readers so far 🤩

Thank you! Had to write this one twice because Tumblr messed up and didn't save my first draft ಥ⁠‿⁠ಥ

Reader taking care of Jax

★ How the hell did this happen? There is no logical reason why this should, or even could, be happening to him. Maybe it's the universal karma catching up to him. Or he just pissed off the wrong NPC. Who knows ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯

★ Nobody except for you feels bad for the poor, sick, rabbit. Not even Ragatha has sympathy for him. He kinda made his own bed on that one. Fortunately you have a soft spot for Jax.

★ Dispite him being a massive pain the ass, you spend your day running around and making sure he's taken care of. You even found a can of chicken for him soup! It tastes kinda like plastic but it's better than nothing.

★ Extra blankets and pillows are a must. So you take the ones from your own bed. Even though you could easily steal some from Kingers pillow fort. That would be mean though. So you don't

★A very small blush breaks out on his face when you ask him how he's holding up and press a cool, damp, washcloth to his forehead. It's pretty embarrassing for him to need help like this. You really care about him, don't you?

★ When you leave his room after checking up on him, you hear him say something quietly. A very soft "thanks" falls from his mouth, like he was scared to say it out loud. Don't ask him to repeat himself. He'll swear you're hearing things.

★ Hopefully he takes this as an opportunity to reflect about how he's treated others. But in all honesty he probably doesn't. There is no changing him. He's Jax and not even the digital plane can change that.

★... At least one person tolerates him. That's better than being completely alone.

[melinoelliones]

Jax NSFW Alphabet

I don't even know how I managed to forget to do his NSFW Alphabet... So anyways here it isss

Jax - Heat Part 2 is coming btw!!! It's almost done. Click here to read Jax Heat Part 1 if you haven't read already!

What I think he would do may not align with what YOU think he would do! I have tried to make this mostly gender neutral but I fear I slipped a bit of x Fem Reader is there. Also sorry for the ugly banner, his png's aren't great lmao.

My writing skills have fallen off since I've been off for like what 2 months, but I am working on getting better!!

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

Jax is the type to talk over what you guys just did in bed, maybe mock you a bit but it always follows up with him smothering you in kisses and ass grabs. His large grin shows as he pulls you closer knowing you get embarrassed when he mocks you. 

“?!&% ?!&% ?!&%, feels so good” he moans out, mocking your previous words as you hide your head into his chest in hopes that you’ll disappear from this world. “I’m just kidding babe, you’re so hot when you do it. Lets me know i’m doing it right yanno” he jested, slapping his hand against your ass before pulling you tighter into his chest.

B = Body part (their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Jax likes his hands the most. Them in contrast to your body drives him crazy, and seeing his fingers in you is insane.

His favourite part of you would be your stomach or thighs for sure. He’s a thighs guy, what can I say. When you and the guys are hanging out, he is 100% sitting with his head on your thighs or just between your legs like its nothing.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Anywhere and everywhere. He loves to cover you in it, your perfect body being defiled by his cum is everything to him. Only he gets to do that to you, you’re his property and he can do whatever he wants with it.

He also just likes filling you with it, after rounds and rounds he gets to watch it slowly try and seep out of your precious holes.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He enjoys watching you get off, he could sit and watch like it was a tv show. Bonus points if he can guide you through it, making you edge yourself until you ignore his commands and he has to come over and punish you.

His oral fixation comes in waves, having your tits in his mouth is like heaven. He will never tell a single soul that, even you, but we all know it. 

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

A part of me wants to say that in the outside world he’s a raging virgin, now he’s in the circus so he can just go crazy.

But another part of me wants to say he’s super experienced, but he’s never been with someone like you. Not even in a stereotypical way, but he’s just not usually into you as a type.

F = Favourite position (this goes without saying)

Mutual masterbation where ya’ll are side by side. From time to time he’ll just slide his free hand over to your body and play with it too.

Doggy but he’s so unserious with it. He’ll put his foot up by your head to make sure to get as deep as he can into you.

Cowgirl/riding and reverse cowgirl for sure. His hands are so large that they can carry your body with ease, so being in these positions means when he wants me he can just place them above your hips and slam you into him. Then he gets to watch your stomach bulge out with each stroke and your face contort.

“?!&%, well would you look at that” Jax hissed, skimming his fingertips across your stretched skin as he took in the sight of the bulge protruding from your stomach. 

Jax let out a small chuckle before grabbing your hand and placing it over the hump, “you feel that doll? You feel how full you are hmm?”. Your glossy eyes glanced into his as he began to thrust into you, your palm rising and falling with each one.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He can be humorous but most times I don’t even think it’s intentional.

Like if he was to say “woahhh, easy there tiger. If you go that fast you’ll cum before me, and you know that's not allowed”. I’d probably laugh but he’s dead serious.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Canonically… probably none.

To ME, he wouldn’t care to keep himself trimmed up nice. It’s a bit crazy down there but I don’t care.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

He can be both super romantic and just zoned in.

“?!&% babe keep going, my cock feels so good in that pretty throat of yours”

“Oh you poor thing, are you tired? But I’m not finished with you yet, so looks like we have a little bit longer to go”

“You’re mine, my personal fuck toy remember? So come over here, let me use your body for a bit”

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Why would he get off himself when he has you? You can fulfill every need and more at any given time.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Dacryphilia for sure, he mocks you for crying but he want more always

“Are you crying?” he cooed, grinning as he looked down at your sweet face, your tears mixing with your saliva at the corners of your lips.

“Awww you poor thing, bit off more than you can chew did we? Better finish off what you started, you’re doing so well, I’ll make sure to paint that pretty little throat of yours white” Jax growled, caressing your damp lower face with his hand and sliding his cock deeper down your throat, your gargles slowly inching him closer and closer to ecstasy. That and the fact he could see you rubbing your thighs together for your own enjoyment.

Overstimulation and edging for sure, he’s the ultimate tease. There are days he will make you edge yourself over and over again until you can’t any longer, just to then take over and overstimulate you till your body is a mess.

Free use and CNC 100% You guys have nothing but spare time, so having you at his disposal at all times is perfect. He doesn’t care the location, who’s around or who could come around. If he wants it, he’ll have it, and everyone else will have to deal with it.

“B~But Gangle is looking for us J~Jax”, “So? Why the hell do I care? That crybaby won’t say a word regardless. I want to fill you up right here and now n no one will stop me from doing so” he vowed, unbuckling his overalls with one hand and leaning you over the railing with the other.

L = Location (favourite places to do they do)

Anywhere, he legit does not care where. He does enjoy public places though as he enjoys watching your nervous face when you hear the others roaming around, and he gets to feel you clench around him as they get closer due to fear.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

You being a brat, he likes to fuck the brat out of you. 

Also just when you’re super needy, your body listens well when it wants something.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn-offs)

Toys on himself, he really isn’t into it.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Is it bad if I say his preference is receiving? Not saying he doesn’t give, but he prefers to get head.

“Ugh fine, stop with the frowning already and come over here before I change my mind” Jax huffed, rolling his eyes as he gestured for you to go to him. Sometimes he would act as if he didn’t want it, but he thoroughly enjoyed having you on his face, your thighs encasing his face as he got to play with you. 

“Remember dollface, I’m the one in control here, so I’ll have you here until all you can focus on is my tongue against you”

He enjoys head, so much so that he just has to fuck you after every time.

“?!&% you did so good, so ?!&%ing good baby” he breathlessly huffed, tangling a large portion of your hair into his hand and sliding you off of his dripping cock, a mixture of spit and cum still connecting you to it as he yanked you up. 

Before you could even really comprehend what was going on, your lips met his, resulting in the neediest of kisses. You hadn’t even had a chance to take a breath before, both of your hands now roughly exploring eachothers bodies, you both wanted nothing more than to be one.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Both. Sometimes he just needs to be balls deep in you, crashing into you with no remorse. Other times he likes to take it slow and and make sure you feel every touch.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Daily. Not much else to do is there.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

All the time, again, y'all have endless time so why not?

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

He can go like 4-5 rounds back to back, others just 2 but a load of oral in between.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

On you he loves them, especially the vibes. Making you have one on you while you guys are with the others is like entertainment for him. Having to watch you squirm in silence while the others stare, oblivious as to why you're so antsy. 

“Are you okay? You’re acting like Pomni right now?”, “They’re fineeee, aren’t you? Go on, tell them” Jax jested, turning up the vibe as you went to open your mouth, knowing full well you wouldn’t be able to form a straight sentence with it that high.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

To the point that it could drive one insane.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He isn’t too loud but he likes to dirty talk, he knows it turns you on.

“Does my cock feel that good? You’re drooling”

“Go on, cum on this cock. Make sure everyone knows it’s yours”

“You think Caine can see us right now hmm? Lets put on one hell of a show for him, I know he probably has one hell of a filthy mind. If he didn’t, wouldn’t he have stopped up by now?”

“You’re so ?!&%ing lucky I can’t breed you in this place”

“Do you want the others to hear you? Because you aren’t too good at holding your tongue”

“I’m gonna fill you up nice and good, only I can violate this, it’s mine”

“Stop covering your mouth, I need to hear how well I fuck you”

W = Wild card (a random dirty headcanon for the character)

He wants to watch you fuck someone else, just so he can see how pathetic they are at making you feel good. Only he can make you cum, only he knew your sweet spots and what you liked. You’re practically molded to him, you are his and no one will compare, but he wants to watch someone try.

Jax watched as one of the NPC’s he had snuck in frantically fucking you, your fake moans only making him sigh heavily in the chair at the end of the bed. He was almost getting annoyed at the fact that this NPC was barely even trying, he was just using your body at this point. 

“Don’t worry baby, I’ll make sure you actually cum” Jax reassured, caressing your cheek before making his way to your legs, “A* for effort but you’re done” he scowled, shoving the NPC aside before he could even consider defiling your body any further.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Its girthy and long. It took you a long time to get use to, but now nothing else can satisfy you.

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

It can go from wanting it everyday to just tired of it.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterward)

It can be pretty instant after the aftercare, but even while asleep his body still pulls you into him for security.

[devlishremarks]

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙼𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙿𝚒𝚎𝚌𝚎

✦ ;; you, jax and ribbit were all very close. however- after ribbit abstracted- a rift formed between you and jax. now after pomni came along, you couldn't help but want to repair what you had with the rabbit.

✦ ;; jax x gn!reader

✦ ;; slight angst, fluff

✦ ;; here is another jax fic i seem to only write these once a new episode drops, i need to write more ☠️ also i wrote this at 12 am forgive me if i have any mistakes

No matter how many times you told Jax to knock it off, he continued to be the biggest bully in the circus. No doubt he ignored you not just because he's an asshole, but because after the only other person you two were close to abstracted, its been difficult to meet in the middle again. Grief is a terrible thing that everyone experiences differently, especially here. There are no minutes or hours or days or months or years, just...a digital hellscape.

You two had an argument, a nasty one, not spurred between just one of you. It was a mutual blaming of causing the other to abstract. You both blamed each other and yourselves personally for not being able to prevent it from happening. Both were shit friends. Both horrible people. The argument and sudden separation caused a ripple through the whole circus and everyone could sense just how deeply the abstraction fucked with you both. Especially Jax- he became nastier to everyone as a shield to deflect from how broken he was inside.

So when Ragatha said 'Not anymore' in response to Jax not having any friends, it made you furious. So furious that you wanted to give her a piece of your mind. But you didn't, because you weren't even apart of the conversation. No, you were just close enough to hear parts of the whole, but definitely heard that. The rest of the adventures were tense, but you slowly felt yourself being drawn more to Pomni and by extension- Jax. But you haven't had a full on conversation with him yet alone and the thought made you incredibly nervous.

And at the bar, you didn't blame Jax for not saying anything about his life before the circus. You knew him all too well and he had every right to keep it hidden. Meanwhile you? You ended up giving the important tidbits of your life, but a lot less than what you shared with Jax and Ribbit as an attempt to at least connect with everyone more.

It wasn't just Jax you grew distant from, but it was everyone.

Then it was time for baseball with the opposing team who quite literally, were the opposites of you all. At some point, the others besides you and Pomni decide to put him in a maid dress. He did not like it at all. And not just the normal amount of dislike, but extreme discomfort it hurt to watch him lash out in anger and embarrassment.

"I thought you would have voted for me because ya know- I'm the asshole, right?" He sarcastically said to you, causing you to flinch. You said those exact words during the argument all that time ago because you didn't like how unreasonably mean he was becoming.

"Well despite what happened, I don't want to be one to you, no matter how you treat me" You spoke in full honesty, because you never spewed any insults at him even if he did it to you first. It never got to you like how it did with the others since you had gotten used to it, even if he did get worse after Ribbit has abstracted. He sighed and looked away, his expression suddenly turning melancholic as it seemed he was about to say something. But as soon as Pomni came up to talk to him- he just paid attention to her instead. Despite him getting closer to her, you knew he was doing it for a reason, and that he would answer you when he was ready. You extended the olive branch, and it was up to him and only him if he would grab it.

Soon, the rapid-fire adventures ended and you were spit out in the main part of the circus. Jax wanted to show Pomni something in the hallway so they started walking away. But before they could get far- Jax stopped and looked back at you.

"Hey would you want to uh, come along?" His voice was unsure, but firm. He grabbed your offer, the olive branch was taken, and you wers thankful. Saying you did, you hurriedly ran to catch up to them before the rabbit started to walk again.

"So what did you want to show me?" The jester asked with curiosity. You somehow just knew what she wanted her to see and why he wanted you to come along. Was this his form of an apology?

"You'll see, but I feel like my old friend here already knows" You were a bit startled that he knew, but also not surprised at all since you both were so close others used to say you acted like a married couple. You couldn't really define the relationship in any way, but you still respected him very deeply and never wish to fight with him again. He meant a lot to you, and you know you meant a lot to him.

It wasn't long before you three ended up in the hallway full of everyone's bedrooms. Towards the back of it lies the one place you haven't visited since it happened.

Ribbit's bedroom.

The sight of the red x over his face made your breath hitch, you stayed away from this place because you couldn't handle even looking in this direction. Yet here you were, with Jax and the newest addition about to enter. The rabbit held onto the doorknob and he looked at you, a sad expression on his face as he was gauging your reaction. This is where the fight took place; right outside the bedroom. He twisted the doorknob to reveal the bedroom which was still exactly as it was left the day Ribbit abstracted.

"His name was Ribbit, and he was our best friend" Jax's voice was calm and had a sort of fondness as he recounted the many days and adventures the three of you had. Pomni took in the room and this information as he spoke of the good and the bad, all which almost made you tear up. It wasn't long until he got up until the day the frog was abstracted, his breathing became heavy as he slouched over, a pained look in his eyes. You got closer to him and pulled him into a hug.

"You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to" You told him softly, rubbing his back as he slightly gripped the clothing on your shoulders.

"Yeah if it makes you uncomfortable, you don't have to tell me now!" Pomni worridly and quickly added onto your statement, not wanting to ruin the new, budding friendship she was forming with him. But Jax was silent for a moment as he just embraced you in a way that he was terrified on letting you go again. You didn't want to let him go either, but you couldn't stay attached to him forever. This was the moment to decide to get closer to with him again and try to repair what was lost.

"I heard from uhm...Ragatha that you two had a falling out after...it happened. I'll leave you two alone now" she sounded like she was scared of saying one wrong thing and suddenly Jax would return to how he normally was. But she didn't. She held a hand on the doorframe to stop herself as she looked back. "Thank you for telling me though, I'm sure you guys were all really close. But don't forget I'm here too, ok?" And then she was gone.

"Please don't leave me" He was so quiet you barely heard him. But you did.

"I won't leave you again, you hear me? As long as you don't leave me again. I...really want to try being friends again, if that's ok with you, of course" In no way did you want to force him into that since that's the last thing that would help build your connection back.

"I won't ever leave you again I swear. I would uh...like to be friends again too. Don't tell anyone this hug happened or I'll kill you" That got a single huff of a smile out of you as you pulled away and looker at him with nothing but love in your eyes. You always loved him in whatever kind of love that may be. He was back. Your Jax was back. For good this time.

"Oh please, killing me would mean me leaving again" You couldn't help but smile as your heart grew. Maybe happiness was possible here and that happiness could be from a purple rabbit named Jax.

"That's true...I hate when you're right" Rolling his eyes, he smiled as he stared at you with a look that you knew all too well. He was ready to cause chaos.

"Want to get out of here and mess with Ragatha a bit?" Of course, you couldn't be surprised.

"Really? After all that? Let's just focus on I don't know...not piss everyone off again?

"Ok fiiiinne. Race ya to the bowling alley?"

"You're on"

[jazzmasternot]

I wanna suck Jax off while he’s wearing that maid costume. I wanna hook my fingers under the top of his stockings to pull him deeper into my throat.

[goobstars]

Just read your one shot of Reader pulling Jax’s overalls to kiss him?????? And???? When he picked reader up HELLO?????

uh waiter! Waiter! Yeah more of that please???

𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒

summary : you catch jax in the spudsy's break room after closing.

tags : kinda enemies to lovers, and romance.

note : if i'm a waiter, i guess that means i have to serve. very rushed, but enjoy !

this whole adventure had been hectic.

while everyone was originally pleading for a realistic adventure, you were fairly positive everyone regretted their words now.

nothing was really happening at spudsy's besides ragatha getting high off of that stupid sauce, and gangle practically losing her mind the longer this adventure went on. apart from that, it was just what appeared like a normal day at a fast food resturant.

you poked the cash register out of boredom due to the fact pomni had clocked out earlier, along with zooble, ragatha, and gangle. you had told gangle that you would close for the night due to the fact she looked like she needed to go home, and that meant it was just you and jax left.

why hadn't jax clocked out already? you were unaware, so that's why you were currently looking around for him.

your footsteps echoed through the empty restaurant while you peered around in confusion. you thought you had looked around everywhere for him, and you believed that maybe he had actually clocked out before you stopped in front of a door.

'break room'.

you forgot this place had that.

you pressed down on the handle before flinging open the door, and your eyes fell onto jax. he was laying on the couch with his hat on top of his face, and you narrowed your eyes at the sight. why would he have his hat on his face where there was a hole in it? it wasn't like it was blocking any light, and quite frankly, it looked stupid.

"jax."

you made your voice firm in hopes it would get his attention, but after a moment of no reply, you let out a sigh before yelling. "JAX!"

instead of jumping or glaring at you for shouting, his eyes just simply opened while he shot you a lazy grin. "there's no need to yell, doll. i could smell you as soon as you opened the door..."

"are you saying i stink?" you questioned as you walked into the room, and you shut the door behind you while jax chuckled.

he sat up on the couch as he stretched, and he stood up before walking over to you. a hand was on his hip as he stopped somewhat in front of you, and he looked you up and down with a grin. "maybe i am.

"you talk about hygiene a lot for someone who has yellow teeth."

"you talk big for someone so small."

jax raised his hand to his forehead before shifting it to hover over your head, and you shot him a glare as you swatted away his hand. "at least i don't practically kiss the top of every door."

"are you bringing that up because you're jealous i'm not kissing you, dollface?"

you froze at his words as you felt your face heat up, and your scowl only hardened while he chuckled. "someone's flustered...don't tell me you actually have a thing for me."

"and if i did?"

no matter how badly you wanted him to get surprised, it just didn't seem to happen. his smirk only grew at your question, and he took a step closer to you before slightly leaning his head down. "prove it."

within a second, your hands grasped his overalls to pull him down closer to you, and your mouth met his. your act was one out of embarrassment, and jax only equalled out your gesture by kissing you with confidence. his hand met the back of your head while he pulled you closer, and eventually, you felt one of his hands grasp the back of your thigh.

his hand removed itself from your head as he used it to pick you up, and your legs wrapped around his waist. despite all of this movement, the kiss never once broke, and you were silently glad for that until jax pulled away.

"don't tell me you disrupted my nap just to do that, dollface..." his words were slightly mocking while you frowned at him, and you felt his index finger tapping on your thigh as he waited for an answer.

"i actually woke you up to tell you that you should clock out—we're closed..."

"closed?" jax repeated, yet it wasn't out of disbelief, but rather mischief. "is everyone else clocked out?"

as soon as you gifted him a firm nod, his smirk grew as he pulled you closer.

"why leave when we have the whole place to ourselves, dollface?"

you paused at his words in shock, and jax only let out a chuckle. "what? why the surprised expression? i'm just saying that means we can make as many burgers as we want!"

"i hate you." you frowned, and jax hummed.

"that kiss said otherwise." his reply only made you roll your eyes as you slightly pushed on his chest, but one of his hands moved once again to the back of your neck as he made you look at him. "speaking of kiss...why don't we do that again?"

[kenzdolls]

THOUGHTFUL DOUBTS FULL OF WOE .

⌗ synopsis: you've been feeling insecure about your relationship with jax, wondering if he's just playing games with your heart. when doubts become too much to bear, a confrontation forces both of you to face truths you've been avoiding.

⌗ pairing: (tadc) jax x reader

⌗ anon request: “Hiya! I heard you are doing requests? Can one be where reader is being insecure where she thinks that Jax maybe is playing around with their relationship and think that he isn’t serious about it? Please and thank you!”

⌗ a/n: none! requests are open.

the digital sun cast its perpetual glow through the circus tent's fabric ceiling, painting everything in that same artificial warmth that never quite felt real. you sat on the edge of your bed in your room, staring at your hands—hands that looked like they belonged to someone else in this strange digital world, yet somehow still felt like yours when they trembled.

it had been three months since you'd arrived at the amazing digital circus. three months since caine had cheerfully announced your presence to the others, three months since you'd met him. jax, with his mischievous grin and that insufferable confidence that made your heart skip beats you didn't think were possible in a digital body.

what had started as harmless teasing and shared eye-rolls during caine's adventures had evolved into something more. stolen moments in empty hallways, conversations that stretched long into the digital night, touches that lingered just a second too long to be purely platonic. you'd found yourself falling for the purple rabbit's rare moments of genuine vulnerability, the way his sarcastic exterior would crack just enough to let you glimpse the person underneath.

but lately, doubt had been eating away at you like a virus in code.

you thought about yesterday's adventure, how jax had immediately reverted to his usual chaos-causing self the moment the others were around. how he'd barely looked at you during caine's briefing, how he'd partnered with gangle instead of you for the team portion, claiming it would be "more fun to mess with the crybaby." the way he'd laughed when you'd gotten caught in one of the adventure's traps, the same laugh he gave everyone else.

was this all just a game to him? another way to stave off the boredom and madness of this place?

the questions swirled in your mind, each one cutting deeper than the last. you remembered overhearing ragatha and pomni talking last week about someone called kaufmo, and how jax had gone quiet when they'd mentioned another name—ribbit. you'd tried to ask him about it later, but he'd deflected with a joke and changed the subject so smoothly you'd almost forgotten to be suspicious.

almost.

a knock at your door jolted you from your spiral of thoughts. you knew that rhythm—three quick raps followed by two slower ones. jax's signature knock.

"come in," you called, trying to keep your voice steady.

the door swung open to reveal jax leaning against the frame, his usual smirk in place. but his eyes—those yellow eyes that you'd learned to read like a favorite book—held something softer when they landed on you.

"well, well. look who's hiding away like some kind of hermit," he drawled, pushing himself off the doorframe and sauntering into your room. "what's got you looking like someone stole your favorite toy?"

you forced a smile, the same fake one you'd been perfecting for weeks now. "nothing's wrong. just tired from today's adventure."

jax's ears twitched slightly—a tell you'd noticed when he was picking up on something being off. he moved closer, and you caught that faint scent that somehow clung to him, something like cotton candy and mischief.

"uh-huh. and i'm actually a model citizen who follows all of caine's rules." he settled himself on your bed without invitation, those long legs of his stretching out as he leaned back on his hands. "try again, dollface."

the pet name that usually made your heart flutter now felt like salt in a wound. was it meaningless to him? just another tool in his arsenal of casual indifference?

"i said i'm fine, jax." your voice came out sharper than intended.

his eyebrows raised, and for a moment, his mask slipped. you saw genuine concern flicker across his features before the smirk returned, though it looked more forced now.

"okay, now i know something's wrong. you only use that tone when caine's being extra annoying or when zooble's hogging the good cereal." he shifted, moving closer to you on the bed. "come on, what's eating at you?"

the sincerity in his voice almost broke you. this was the jax you'd fallen for—the one who noticed when you were upset, who cared enough to ask. but it only made the doubt worse. which version was real? the caring one sitting next to you now, or the one who'd barely acknowledged your existence in front of the others?

"it's nothing you'd understand," you mumbled, pulling your knees up to your chest.

"try me." his voice was quieter now, that teasing edge completely gone. "i'm not as shallow as my devastatingly handsome exterior might suggest."

despite everything, you almost smiled at that. almost.

instead, the words came tumbling out before you could stop them. "do you even care about me, or is this all just some elaborate joke to you?"

the silence that followed was deafening. you watched jax's expression shift through several emotions—surprise, confusion, and something that might have been hurt.

"what kind of question is that?" he asked finally, his voice carefully neutral.

"an honest one." you turned to face him fully, months of pent-up insecurity spilling over. "you act like we're... like we're something when we're alone, but the second anyone else is around, i might as well be invisible. you barely look at me during adventures, you never sit with me at dinner unless there's nowhere else to sit, and when someone asks if we're together, you just laugh it off like it's the most ridiculous thing you've ever heard."

jax opened his mouth to respond, but you weren't done.

"i keep wondering if i'm just convenient for you. someone to pass the time with when you're bored, but not important enough to actually... to actually matter." your voice cracked on the last word, and you hated how vulnerable you sounded.

"that's not—" jax started, but you cut him off again.

"who's ribbit?"

the effect was immediate and devastating. all the color drained from jax's face, and his whole body went rigid. for a moment, he looked less like the confident troublemaker you knew and more like a scared child.

"where did you hear that name?" his voice was barely above a whisper.

"does it matter? you won't tell me anyway, right? just like you won't tell me anything real about yourself. just like you won't even admit we're... whatever we are... to anyone else." tears you didn't know you could still shed in this digital form began to blur your vision. "i'm tired of feeling like your dirty little secret. i'm tired of wondering if i'm just another game to you."

jax stared at you for a long moment, something breaking behind his eyes. when he spoke, his voice was raw in a way you'd never heard before.

"ribbit was... ribbit was my best friend. before you got here, before pomni, before most of the others. we'd been stuck in this hellhole together for what felt like years." he ran a hand through his fur, the gesture more nervous than you'd ever seen him. "we were... we were close. really close. closer than i'd ever been with anyone."

you felt your anger deflate slightly, replaced by a hollow ache in your chest.

"they started having bad days. really bad days. the kind where they'd just stare at walls for hours, or talk about how nothing felt real anymore. i tried to help, tried to keep them grounded with jokes and pranks and... and i thought i was helping." his voice broke. "one day i woke up, and their room was empty. not just empty—gone. like they'd never existed at all."

the weight of his words settled between you like a lead blanket. you'd heard whispers about people who'd been "abstracted," but you'd never heard the details, never understood what it meant for those left behind.

"the worst part," jax continued, his voice hollow, "was that caine acted like they'd never existed. none of the npcs remembered them. it was like our friendship, everything we'd shared, just... erased. like it never mattered at all."

you reached out tentatively, your fingers barely brushing his hand. he didn't pull away, but he didn't move closer either.

"jax, i'm sorry. i didn't know—"

"no, you didn't know because i didn't tell you." he finally looked at you, and the pain in his eyes was devastating. "because i'm a coward who learned that caring about people in this place just gives you more to lose."

the pieces began falling into place—his reluctance to show affection publicly, his tendency to deflect serious conversations, the walls he kept built so carefully around himself.

"so when you showed up, all bright-eyed and determined not to give up hope, i told myself i'd keep my distance. told myself i wouldn't make the same mistake twice." a bitter laugh escaped him. "fat lot of good that did me. you wormed your way past every defense i had without even trying."

"then why?" you asked, your voice small. "why do you act like i don't matter when other people are around?"

"because i'm terrified," he admitted, the words seeming to tear themselves from his throat. "i'm terrified that if i let myself care about you the way i want to, if i let everyone see how much you mean to me, then i'll lose you too. and i don't think i could survive watching someone else i love disappear into nothing."

the word 'love' hung in the air between you, unacknowledged but impossible to ignore.

"so instead you're pushing me away first," you said quietly. "making sure i leave before you can get too attached."

"i'm not—" he started to protest, then stopped, deflating. "maybe. maybe i am."

you studied his face, seeing him clearly for perhaps the first time. the vulnerability he was showing you now, the raw honesty—this was what you'd been craving. this was proof that you mattered to him.

"jax, look at me." you waited until his yellow eyes met yours. "i'm not going anywhere. and i'm not ribbit."

"you don't know that," he said desperately. "nobody knows how long they have here. nobody knows what might—"

"you're right. i don't know." you shifted closer to him on the bed, close enough that your knees touched. "none of us know what's going to happen tomorrow, or next week, or next year. but i know what's happening right now, in this moment. and right now, i'm here, and i care about you, and i want to be with you."

jax's hands were shaking slightly, and you covered them with your own.

"i understand why you're scared. and i understand why you've been keeping me at arm's length. but you're not protecting either of us by pretending we don't matter to each other. you're just making sure that whatever time we do have is wasted on doubt and fear instead of... instead of whatever this could be."

"what if i can't?" he whispered. "what if i can't stop being scared? what if i keep messing this up?"

"then we'll figure it out together." you squeezed his hands. "but i need you to try. i need you to let me in, really let me in. i need to know that i'm not just a convenient distraction."

for a long moment, jax just stared at your joined hands. when he looked up again, something had shifted in his expression. the walls weren't completely down, but there were cracks in them now—enough to let light through.

"you're not a distraction," he said quietly. "you're... god, you're everything. you're the first thing i think about when i wake up and the last thing on my mind before i go to sleep. you make this whole nightmare bearable, and that scares the hell out of me."

your heart hammered against your ribs. "then why—"

"because i'm an idiot who thought he could protect us both by pretending not to care. because i thought if i kept you at a distance, it would hurt less if something happened. but all i've done is hurt you, and i..." he took a shaky breath. "i can't stand the thought of being the reason you look sad."

"so what now?" you asked.

jax was quiet for a moment, then slowly lifted one of his hands to cup your cheek. the gesture was so tender, so careful, that it made your breath catch.

"now i try to stop being such a coward. now i stop pretending that keeping you at arm's length is protecting either of us." his thumb brushed across your cheekbone. "now i tell you that you're the best thing that's happened to me since i got trapped in this digital purgatory, and i'm sorry i've been too scared to show it."

"and the others? you'll stop pretending like we're nothing when they're around?"

he winced slightly but nodded. "it might take me some time to get used to it. being open about... feelings... isn't exactly my strong suit. but yeah. i'm tired of pretending you don't mean everything to me."

the word 'everything' sent warmth flooding through your chest. you leaned into his touch, some of the tension you'd been carrying for weeks finally beginning to ease.

"i don't need grand gestures," you said softly. "i just need to know that this is real for you. that i'm not imagining the connection between us."

"it's real," he said immediately. "more real than anything else in this fake world. you're real, and what i feel for you is real, and i'm sorry i made you doubt that."

you studied his face, looking for any sign of the deflection or insincerity that had hurt you so much. instead, you found only honesty and a vulnerability that you knew he rarely showed anyone.

"i'm sorry too," you said. "for not talking to you about this sooner. for letting my insecurities build up until i was ready to assume the worst."

"don't apologize for that. you had every right to question my intentions when i was acting like..." he paused, searching for the right words. "like someone who didn't deserve you."

"jax." you shifted even closer, until you were practically in his lap. "you do deserve to be happy. you deserve to be loved. and you deserve to love someone without being terrified that it's going to destroy you."

something in his expression crumbled at that, and suddenly his arms were around you, pulling you against his chest as if he was afraid you might disappear if he didn't hold on tight enough.

"i don't know how to do this," he mumbled into your hair. "i don't know how to be in a relationship without being terrified all the time."

"we'll learn together," you said, wrapping your own arms around him. "we'll take it one day at a time, and we'll be honest with each other, and we'll figure it out as we go."

you felt him nod against your shoulder. for a few minutes, you just held each other, soaking in the comfort of finally being open about your feelings.

"can i ask you something?" jax said eventually, pulling back to look at you.

"anything."

"that first week you were here, when caine paired us up for that stupid trust exercise and you actually trusted me not to let you fall off that platform..." he paused, a small smile playing at his lips. "did you know then? that you were going to turn my whole world upside down?"

you laughed, the sound lighter than it had been in weeks. "i had no idea. i was too busy trying not to panic about being trapped in a game to think about cute rabbit boys."

"cute?" his eyebrows raised, and there was his familiar smirk, though it was softer now, more genuine. "just cute?"

"devastatingly handsome," you corrected, echoing his earlier words. "better?"

"much." he leaned down to rest his forehead against yours. "for the record, i knew. the moment you trusted me with something as simple as catching you, i knew i was in trouble."

"good trouble or bad trouble?"

"the best kind of trouble." his voice was soft, intimate in a way that made your heart skip. "the kind that makes you realize everything before was just marking time."

you felt tears prick at your eyes again, but these were different—tears of relief, of happiness, of the overwhelming feeling of finally being understood.

"i love you," you said quietly, the words slipping out before you could second-guess them.

jax went very still, his eyes searching your face. when he spoke, his voice was barely a whisper.

"say it again."

"i love you, jax. all of you—the mischievous troublemaker and the vulnerable person underneath. i love your terrible jokes and your protective instincts and the way you pretend not to care when you care more than anyone. i love you."

the smile that spread across his face was radiant, transforming his entire expression. "i love you too. so much it terrifies me, but i love you."

when he kissed you, it was different from the stolen kisses you'd shared before. this one was a promise, a commitment, a declaration that you were done hiding from each other and from the world.

when you finally broke apart, both slightly breathless, jax rested his chin on top of your head.

"so what happens now?" he asked.

"now we go to dinner, and you sit next to me instead of three seats away. now you hold my hand when we're into adventures. now we stop pretending that what we have is casual or temporary or meaningless."

"and if the others tease us?"

you pulled back to grin at him. "then we let them. let them see that the great jax actually has feelings. it might be good for your reputation."

he groaned dramatically. "there goes my image as the heartless prankster."

"i think you'll survive. besides," you added with a mischievous smile of your own, "now you'll have someone to help you plan your pranks. i've got some ideas about getting back at caine for that adventure last week..."

the delighted laugh that escaped jax was pure joy, and you realized that this—this openness, this partnership, this love—was worth every moment of doubt and fear you'd endured to get here.

"i knew there was a reason i fell for you," he said, pulling you close again. "evil mastermind hiding behind that innocent face."

"you haven't seen anything yet," you said, and kissed him again, tasting laughter and love and the promise of all the tomorrows you'd face together.

outside your room, the digital circus continued its eternal performance, but inside, in the safety of honesty and love, you and jax had found something real in a world of artifice. and for the first time since arriving in this strange place, the future felt bright with possibility.

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[mywrittenconfession]

Yandere!Jax hogging all your time during adventures so that you’re less likely to bond with all the others, he wants your thoughts on him, not them

Jax begging for more alone time claiming he hated Caine’s controlling attitude, the real reason was he couldn’t stand seeing you hangout with the others so casually, in his mind they didn’t mean anything in comparison to him so why should you waste your energy on them,

‘focus on me’ Jax thought staring at you laugh with the group about a recent adventure, he was lurking in a dark corner ruminating about you, all he wanted was your attention, it was painful letting the others have what he knew he deserved,

stomping over he suddenly grabbed your arm dragging you away without any explanation, trying to remain calm you awkwardly chuckled and waved goodbye to the main cast still chilling in the common area, they all looked confused but didn’t interject,

Jax yanking you into his bedroom he slammed the door locking it behind him, “I can’t-“ taking a deep breath he continued turning around looking you in the eyes “I can’t stand seeing them get so much of you. I want all of you.”

moving closer he wrapped you in a choking embrace “Stay here with me,” letting his full weight fall onto you he begged close to tears “Stay mine. Stay mine.”

[kasssscali]

If the request are still open, may I request some jealous Jax headcanons please? (Not dating the reader yet) thank you! ♡♡♡

A/N: yessiiiir Also requests are still closed, this person requested when they where open and I now just got to that

I definitely see Jax being the type to get jealous easily, I have previously stated that he absolutely adores and craves any form of attention

it explains why he’s such a dick all the time

it takes him forever to realize that he’s catching feelings for someone, and that certain someone was YOU

its honestly infuriating to Jax, he can’t explain why he feels that way when it comes to you, at first he doesn’t know what it even is

During his stage of denial and questioning, his focus is on you a lot

what your doing, what your up to, and even potential dark fears he can find out

but seeing you get along so well with the other circus members instead of him, hurts him deep down

he’s in denial, and tries to shrug off that he doesn’t care at all

You apparently get along great with Kinger the most, the HOOHA of all people

“What do you see in that guy anyway?” He’ll straight up ask you about that, he’s very detailed with his facial expressions and you can see the visible annoyance in his face

Kinger is just a friend to you, “mhm, yeah sure” He’ll sell that attitude with an eye roll

he doesn’t want anyone knowing how much this is actually getting to him

Jax doesn’t hide his feelings when it comes to anger, annoyance, and anything frustrated related

and it’s so obvious that he’s frustrated with you being supposedly GREAT friends with Kinger

little does he know that his attitude pushes you away more, in order for Jax to come to terms with his emotions he needs someone to tell his to his face

him trying to figure out the problem let alone solve it is nearly impossible

When you start giving some attention to Jax, he’ll go right back to his usual self of being a dick

but now he’s especially a dick to YOU, which kind of proves that deep down he needed your attention

The two of you aren’t official, and Jax has no idea what he is feeling and how to deal with it

he’ll follow you around casually, he won’t in the slightest make a big deal about his little obsession with you

he’s not afraid to express his annoyance to you, if it seems like your shrugging him off his attitude is going to switch up real quick and it gets to the point where it makes you snap

”what are you in love with me or something?!”

Jax stares at you offensively, and he’s dead quiet for a second

”pppsssshhh! No” He‘ll wave his hand at you dismisvely “what makes you even think that?~”

but what you said can’t get out of his head, then it’s up to Zooble to help him out

I think that Zooble can easily read people, and sees the crush that he is oblivious too

[kaykaysbored]

Jax x Reader headcanons (first time any writing that's x reader related aaahh)

Cussing(I cuss a lot just as a person), Sfw as I am a minor, I tried to be as canon as I could, though I can't promise anything, Fluff!!

Jax crushing on you

-Pisses you off to get your attention, He'll just follow you and make it his personal mission to annoy the fuck out of you. Because he's desperate for your attention. -More touchy with you, but disguises it as bullying, Y'know how he grabbed Ragatha and put her in the deep fryer? A lot of similar things like that. I like the thought of him hurling you somewhere for no reason other than getting to hold you. -Is in ABSOLUTE DENIAL. He will sit there and just try his darndest to convince himself he doesn't like you, then catch himself lingering on you for far too long during adventures. -Confessing to you was just...So incredibly awkward. I feel as if he'd have no idea how to approach it, so he'd just..walk up to you, say "I like you," and walk away. Leaving you...Absolutely confused for a while before he comes back and asks you out properly.

Jax dating you

-He's confusing when it comes to PDA(Public Displays of Affection). Some days, he'd be fine literally picking you up and holding you while listening to Caine talk; others, he'd prefer to keep just an arm around you.

-Walks into your room, stares at you for a bit without saying a word, then knocks something over or steals something while looking you dead in the eyes. It's like dating a cat. -Gets jealous over your attention, if you're talking to Ragathat or someone else for too long, he'll groan loudly behind you until you break and turn to look at him or ask what he wants.

-Comes to check on you randomly a lot. You think it's just because he's bored and wants something to do. But it's actually because he's making sure you're ok. On account of what happened to Ribbit. -In private, I'd like to think he'd lay his head on your chest and hug you like a teddy bear, he's just so cuddly sometimes (This is definitely out of character, but shush)

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