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BOJACK HORSEMAN 03.12 | That Went Well

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OKAY, I'M DONE WITH RAGATHA TONIGHT, I WANT TO WRITE POMNI. ❤️🐎

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@circusroyal starter for Kinger. 🐎

Respectively, she's always felt close to Kinger in some way from their long stay. Even if he's seemed to deteriorate over time, he's always an honest fella that grants the doll the needed reassurances she seeks at times. His company is always more than welcomed, even if the things he seems to say can get lost to her at times.

She couldn't help noticing that he stopped his egg collecting, a feeling began to swirl inside her stomach that she'd done something to upset him; this newfound anxiety has only grown worse with the jester's arrival and stay. Not to say that that demon of hers wasn't a familiar one within the chamber of her mind.

⸺ ❝ Ha, what are ... we doing exactly, Kinger? Are we done or have you had something else in mind for these eggs? ❞

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@digitallocked starter for Jax. 🐎

There wasn't a day in this digital paradise that would go by without a certain ragdoll screaming a certain rabbit's name. And not in the non-family friendly way. It was utter annoyance mixed with fear because no matter how much she begged and pleaded with the prankster - he stays true to his nature of a predator over a prey. Nimble hands had gripped at the main of her locks, frustration laced within the tone as she spoke, a look too complicated to read.

⸺ ❝ JAAAX! PLEASE, how many times have I asked you to keep those centipedes a million miles away from me!? ❞

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You write Ragatha so well! :>

Listen, I will cry... thank you; I wanted to try my hand at her and it's nice to hear that I'm doing her some justice. Like I said before over on Pomni, I'm not sure if I'll have her long term, but I'll definitely have fun writing her for now. :)

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@tuesdayscanons starter for Pomni. 🐎

Oooh boy, her nerves were getting the best of her.

C'mon, Ragatha... you've practiced this! Just... just breathe and you got this.

A mental pep talk was just what she needed to gander the confidence to try yet another attempt at Pomni's friendship. Maybe she's just been coming on too strong and the jester just wasn't used to that kind of attention and, to be fair, there's always something chaotic happening in the circus. A neck rub, a deep breath with her eyes closed before she happened upon a smile on her dollish features, sauntering over to the smaller woman.

⸺ ❝ Heya Pomni, fancy seeing you here. How are you feeling today? ❞

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Are you in love with Pomni?

⸺ ❝ WH- WHAT WHAAAT, HUH? M-ME? IN LOVE WITH POMNI? THAT, ❞ a choke in her tone, like she'd been caught in a bear trap, ❝ T-THAT, NOOO. HEH, I UH, I JUST WANT TO BE HER FRIEND. THAT'S ALL! But I mean... if I can even call or see her like that... ❞ her anxiety becomes apparent as her voice settles down from a volcano on the edge of exploding to more of a simmer, sizzling out; defeated. The anxiety wasn't from potential romantic feelings rather than Ragatha wanting nothing more than to connect with Pomni, be a source of trust and comfort for her.

And then, she grows silent, laying in the wake of the waves the current had for her realization that the jester possibly didn't even see her as a friend in the first place, no matter her hard endeavors to make it as so.

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@plasticsouled starter for Caine. 🐎

Ragatha's opinion on Caine probably differs the most compared to the other cast members. In many different aspects, she hadn't seen him as that bad of a guy! On most days. He did what he needed to do and even if the circumstances weren't ideal, he cares about them in his own .. disturbed way. But hey! Beats the berating, judgemental and verbally abusive life she left for this place. Did she miss home? Yeah, some days. With the way Caine kept things running like clockwork, it was hard to really focus on the negatives for that long.

Honestly, maybe she even respects Caine to a certain degree! After all, he's really gotten her out of a few pickles in her time here! Yeah, just, got to keep that positive mindset!

⸺ ❝ Hey Caine, ❞ she cupped her small hands gently to call out to him, ❝ do you got a minute or are you busy cooking up what you got next in store for us? ❞

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What a disaster this had become. Once things were set in motion, there was no turning back. Jax had let slip more about himself than he ever intended. Enough to unravel the edges of his carefully woven mask. Yet, looking back, he doubted Pomni had gotten any real answers from his drunken rambling. If anything, she’d just be left with more questions, circling the secrets he was so desperate to keep. Even now, with his head swimming, Jax could feel that old instinct rising up. The urge to wall himself off, to protect the parts of himself he refused to let anyone touch.

None of this was genuine, not really. It was all just theater, a calculated performance meant to needle Ragatha. He knew how much it grated on her nerves to watch Pomni warm up to him so easily, when she’d struggled to get past Pomni’s defenses. The knowledge made him reckless, hungry to see Ragatha’s composure finally crack. If he played this right, maybe she’d finally let herself be seen—her anger, her longing, all of it, exposed and raw.

Without warning, Jax’s hand snaked out, gripping Pomni’s arm and tugging her firmly to his side. He leaned in close, letting his breath drift hot against her neck, eyes locked on Ragatha with a smirk that bordered on cruel. “Maybe you should go, Rags. Looks like three’s a crowd.” // lays this down cuz like i said i got an itch

And you know what? She'd hate to say it but: the bastard is right.

She didn't get it! Ragatha couldn't wrap her mind to understand what she was doing wrong compared to Jax. She'd been nothing but open and understanding from the get go with Pomni! Offering her a shoulder, praising her, caring beyond belief, anything Ragatha herself wish she got! And that's the thing the rag doll had yet to come to terms with: it was the need to receive back what she was giving out.

The selfish desire she'd been mirroring in hopes of getting it back, something she never received from people who should've loved her. So her kindness turned toxic, and wrangled into her farm girl's mask to impress the new girl who didn't know her past like that. But the hurdle to jump, a constant one through her time in the circus, was ALWAYS the annoying menace in overalls. Ragatha would throw herself head first into the flames to save her friends, but the rabbit would also be the first to say she's doing it for the recognition of it.

And it always rubbed her the wrong way. What does Jax know anyways?! It's not terrible to not want to be a jerk! But she'd become so engrossed in her cocktail and inner thoughts that the moment her eyes drifted to find Pomni's, her digital code ran cold at the sight and her hands gripped deadly onto the glass. And yet, she couldn't shatter it between her hands, because that's EXACTLY the game the trickster was trying to play.

Ragatha's been a fool one too many times in the face of Jax, but she couldn't completely keep her cool about it. She had to save Pomni! What was this animal doing all over her?! So, she was quick to get on her feet and stuffed-material hands accidentally slammed into the counter in front of them. Her eyes refused to peer away, yet she tried for her expression to not show how bothered she was. But the rag doll was far too easy to read for a man who's seen every side to her, if her tone didn't already indicate it enough. A mild growl of frustration rang as she spoke.

⸺ ❝ Could you get your dirty paws off of her?! Can't you see how uncomfortable you're making Pomni?? Learn some boundaries!! She doesn't belong to you, Jax! ❞

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In the end, she was alone.

I feel so bad about this episode, I feel sad for her, I'm starting to wonder what will happen next, will her relationship with her friends get worse? Will she change?

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@tearfulribbons starter for Gangle. 🐎

Ragatha doesn't know how long she's mulled it over; minutes, days, weeks, months even? Truth be told, the doll and ribbons, in her eyes, used to feel... closer. But with the loss of Kaufmo and Pomni's arrival, it's like a disconnect started to unravel within her. Like she wanted to start anew, wanting the approval of the new girl.

As the adventures go with what felt like little luck, it seemed indirectly, the redhead began to distance herself from the others with the unhealthy obsession to be deemed a good hearted person who could easily befriend and gain the trust of anyone. Why was Pomni different? What was she doing wrong? And why was Jax the one to notice? It all started to domino effect on her, and she was lashing out at the people she cared about. But had she really? Or was it all in the means of coping to escape the reality she left? A mark was forever branded on her, and it's not who she wanted to become. But she did - to Gangle, of all people.

⸺ ❝ Heya Gangle, what's err.. haha, what are you up to right now? ❞ She tried her usual approach, and hoped for the best that there was no seeded tensions still burning on the coals of a fire Ragatha had created.

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@prankstr starter for Jax. 🐎

A groan; irritated in nature but all the same, a bitten back tongue. Her usual facade had crumbled just a little, although she tried maintaining some semblance of the self she's practiced to be for others. An image her mother had long instilled in her, to better save some face. She just wanted some peace from the mayhem and antics, but it was nearly impossible in the face of a purple rabbit.

⸺ ❝ ...Can I help you, Jax? As you can kinda already see, I'm not exactly in the best of spirits right now to be toyed around with. ❞

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@ofcobalt starter for Zooble. 🐎

⸺ ❝ Sooo uh, Zooble. I... I've been meaning to ask this but, ❞ it's better to just get her thoughts out now versus beating around the bush; Zooble always worked that way. But her words are perceived as strings of anxiety and her body radiates the same sentiment. A puffed exhale escaped, her eyes had avoided the other until now and once they rose, what shone was uneasiness and uncertainty. She could take criticisms, she likes to believe so - but the surface of the water only shows what the owner wants to see.

A hand had been rubbing at her arm and finally, she managed out the words she'd been struggling to form out. ❝ Do... do you think Gangle actually accepted my apology? I .. I know it was wrong of me to say! I can't even believe I said it but⸺! I did. I did and I just ... really want to know if Gangle is... okay. ❞

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Like this for a little makeshift starter! I'll do my best trying my hand at her. ❤️

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Jealous ragatha