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title : hideaways

pairing : jax x fem!reader

wc : 1.5k

synopsis : because of the toxic relationship you have with jax, when you discover you're pregnant you don't tell him. instead you break up with him and leave town. after staying gone for four years, your mom decides to invite jax and force you to tell him the truth.

warnings : mentions of pregnancy, parent!reader, toddler!oc, mentions of toxic relationships, arguing, cursing, interfering mother, allusions to sex, intended lowercase, human!au

author's note : helloooo, this is my comeback fic! i hope you all enjoy, it was so much fun to write. beta read by the lovely otter (@ottersdontdance)

“i really don't know what else you want from me. this is all i can give you.” those were the last words jax spoke to you. the last ones you let him speak to you. you couldn't do it anymore, the two of you had been dating and breaking up for what felt like forever, but it was truly only a few years. you couldn't do it anymore, the arguing, the repeating of breaking up just to get back together, always upset with each other. it's a horrible cycle and with the positive pregnancy test you threw away earlier, you knew you had to break it off. guilt built in your chest, because you knew you couldn't tell him. couldn't raise a child in this tumultuous environment. wasn't good for you, and definitely wouldn't be good for a child. so you broke it off, and never mentioned the child growing in you.

when he left your house that day, you weren't sure if you didn't tell him for you or for him. he wasn't ready to take care of a baby, he can barely take care of himself. you're both so young, you're not sure you wanted to burden him with the responsibility of a child. and then there's that small part of you that was afraid, scared of him rejecting not only you, but the baby you created together. there's so much fear that comes with pregnancy, and you couldn't dare let him figure it out, so you ran. with your family's help, you fled to the countryside. there your grandmother helped you through your pregnancy, and raised a beautiful baby boy.

when you looked down at your son, jax's eyes stared back at you. those dark brown eyes that you never were able to read. now also belonged to the child he doesn't even know about.

four years have passed since then. at your mother's request, you're back in your hometown again. she just begged that his fourth birthday be at grandma’s house. you could only deny coming home for so long, you eventually had to return. so you agreed.

you're helping your mom in the kitchen when the doorbell rings, you wipe your hands on a rag and walk to go get it. if you had anything in your hands before, it would be clattering to the ground. on the otherside of the door, is jax. he looks almost exactly like you remember him. his hair is different, shorter than you remember. it looks good on him, you have to stop yourself from admiring him. but there's a reason he's the father of your child. he gives you a big smile when he sees the shock on your face.

your mom peers around the corner, seeing jax standing there she gives a smile. “oh jax! i'm glad you could make it!” as soon as her voice reaches your ears, it's like there's ice in your veins. you should have known that she would've planned something like this. you turn around with wide eyes, silently asking her why'd she do something like this. her cheesing grin is your only response.

“looks like your mom's tryna play matchmaker,” he jokes, and you force a smile. stepping to the side you let him in, but your heart rattled in your chest. there was only a matter of time before aiden came running through here, and you had some explaining to do. you wrang your hands together, an old nervous habit that you never seemed to get rid of.

“you don't want to see me that much?” jax asks, guess he still remembers every little detail. he glanced from your face to your hands when you give him a confused hum.

“it’s not that,” you start anxiously, not being able to meet his eyes. before you can explain anything, aiden comes running through the kitchen.

“mommy! mommy!" he yells as he comes up to you, and you start to grimace. there's only a few seconds before jax realizes what's really happened.

“can i have ice cream? grammy says i have to ask you?” you spare a glance at jax before you lean down to aiden’s height. “yeah, that's fine, honey. just go play.” you ruffle his dark curls and send him towards your mother. she's never made him ask you before, this was all a ploy for you to tell jax the truth. which you knew he deserved, but so much time has passed.

fear couldn't begin to describe the emotions flowing through your veins right now. you weren't sure there was a word in the entire english language that could describe it. the fire of jax’s eyes on you, as you look up at him with a wince. the silence that takes over the living room, as everyone leaves you alone.

you chewed on your lip as your mother ushers everyone to the backyard. jax said nothing at first, just looking at you and waiting for you to try and defend yourself. nothing came out of your mouth, your eyes not even able to meet his.

“how old is he?” he started his interrogation of questions, voice harsh, he might as well be barking at you.

“four.” your voice was gentle, quiet, like you were scared of what his reaction might be. jax might be alot of things, but he's not abusive. it wasn't fear of him in that sense, but in the way, that you're afraid he'll never trust you again, that you'll diminish any good feelings he still had for you.

“what’s his name?” jax drags a hand down his face as he realizes the likelihood of this boy being any one else's is very low.

“aiden jackson.” you try not to move, not to breathe, you know you've fucked up.

“he’s mine?” this one is asked with a bated breath, as his eyes bore into yours. the same ones you've seen everyday for the last four years.

“yes.” you pause for a moment before continuing. “I knew i was pregnant when i broke up with you.” your voice shook as you spoke, but you knew that you had to tell him the truth, the full truth. you couldn't help but bow your head and hide from his glare.

silence covers the two of you like a blanket, while he processes the information just given to him. you're sure you're chewing a hole in your lip as you wait for his reaction. guilt crept through your body like a pyroclastic flow.

finally he broke, his anger showing in his voice. but he just shook his head. “god damn it, why wouldn't you just tell me? why did you think this is just something you can hide from me?” he pauses for a moment brushing his hands through his hair, looking at you with something you can't quite discern.

“did you think i wouldn't love him?” he sounds much sadder than he did before. you were at a loss for words, you didn't want to admit to yourself that it truly was a fear that you had. your eyes water as you look at jax, “i’m sorry, i thought i was protecting you.” your voice warbles.

“from my son?” jax sounds incredulous. you realize now how dumb it sounds, when he puts it like that.

“i'm sorry, -” before you can finish, he interrupts you.

“shut up, none of this bullshit anymore. we're gonna be a family now. it's his birthday, yeah?" you nod, and he continues, as he grabs your hands. even in all his anger he can't help but remember how much he loves you. he sighs, “i want to be together, I've missed you more than you know. when your mom originally invited me, i was trying to figure out how to win you back. i want to be his dad, not just his father.”

you couldn't help but smile as he finished his speech, a similar one mirroring itself on jax’s own face. your mom secretly sent aiden in and he ran in between the two of you, popping his head between where your linked hands connected.

“a-bug, you know how i always tell you stories about your dad? well this is him.” you explain to the kiddo. aiden looks up at jax. “your eyes are like mine,” he says while pointing to his eyes and accidentally poking himself in the eye. “ow.”

“be careful, buddy.” you chide him, while jax lets go of your hands to hoist aiden into his arms. “they sure are, buddy. I'm also where you get your dark, curly hair from.” he says while ruffling aiden’s hair. for the first time today, you're not scared. you lean up and kiss both your boys on the cheek, smiling brightly at the pair. now that they're next to each other you can really tell just how much they look like. aiden is like a mini-jax aside from a few of your features. it's a cute little mix.

jax leans down to you, a shit-eating grin on his face, “should we try for another?”

[jaxgf]

title : hideaways

pairing : jax x fem!reader

wc : 1.5k

synopsis : because of the toxic relationship you have with jax, when you discover you're pregnant you don't tell him. instead you break up with him and leave town. after staying gone for four years, your mom decides to invite jax and force you to tell him the truth.

warnings : mentions of pregnancy, parent!reader, toddler!oc, mentions of toxic relationships, arguing, cursing, interfering mother, allusions to sex, intended lowercase, human!au

author's note : helloooo, this is my comeback fic! i hope you all enjoy, it was so much fun to write. beta read by the lovely otter (@ottersdontdance)

“i really don't know what else you want from me. this is all i can give you.” those were the last words jax spoke to you. the last ones you let him speak to you. you couldn't do it anymore, the two of you had been dating and breaking up for what felt like forever, but it was truly only a few years. you couldn't do it anymore, the arguing, the repeating of breaking up just to get back together, always upset with each other. it's a horrible cycle and with the positive pregnancy test you threw away earlier, you knew you had to break it off. guilt built in your chest, because you knew you couldn't tell him. couldn't raise a child in this tumultuous environment. wasn't good for you, and definitely wouldn't be good for a child. so you broke it off, and never mentioned the child growing in you.

when he left your house that day, you weren't sure if you didn't tell him for you or for him. he wasn't ready to take care of a baby, he can barely take care of himself. you're both so young, you're not sure you wanted to burden him with the responsibility of a child. and then there's that small part of you that was afraid, scared of him rejecting not only you, but the baby you created together. there's so much fear that comes with pregnancy, and you couldn't dare let him figure it out, so you ran. with your family's help, you fled to the countryside. there your grandmother helped you through your pregnancy, and raised a beautiful baby boy.

when you looked down at your son, jax's eyes stared back at you. those dark brown eyes that you never were able to read. now also belonged to the child he doesn't even know about.

four years have passed since then. at your mother's request, you're back in your hometown again. she just begged that his fourth birthday be at grandma’s house. you could only deny coming home for so long, you eventually had to return. so you agreed.

you're helping your mom in the kitchen when the doorbell rings, you wipe your hands on a rag and walk to go get it. if you had anything in your hands before, it would be clattering to the ground. on the otherside of the door, is jax. he looks almost exactly like you remember him. his hair is different, shorter than you remember. it looks good on him, you have to stop yourself from admiring him. but there's a reason he's the father of your child. he gives you a big smile when he sees the shock on your face.

your mom peers around the corner, seeing jax standing there she gives a smile. “oh jax! i'm glad you could make it!” as soon as her voice reaches your ears, it's like there's ice in your veins. you should have known that she would've planned something like this. you turn around with wide eyes, silently asking her why'd she do something like this. her cheesing grin is your only response.

“looks like your mom's tryna play matchmaker,” he jokes, and you force a smile. stepping to the side you let him in, but your heart rattled in your chest. there was only a matter of time before aiden came running through here, and you had some explaining to do. you wrang your hands together, an old nervous habit that you never seemed to get rid of.

“you don't want to see me that much?” jax asks, guess he still remembers every little detail. he glanced from your face to your hands when you give him a confused hum.

“it’s not that,” you start anxiously, not being able to meet his eyes. before you can explain anything, aiden comes running through the kitchen.

“mommy! mommy!" he yells as he comes up to you, and you start to grimace. there's only a few seconds before jax realizes what's really happened.

“can i have ice cream? grammy says i have to ask you?” you spare a glance at jax before you lean down to aiden’s height. “yeah, that's fine, honey. just go play.” you ruffle his dark curls and send him towards your mother. she's never made him ask you before, this was all a ploy for you to tell jax the truth. which you knew he deserved, but so much time has passed.

fear couldn't begin to describe the emotions flowing through your veins right now. you weren't sure there was a word in the entire english language that could describe it. the fire of jax’s eyes on you, as you look up at him with a wince. the silence that takes over the living room, as everyone leaves you alone.

you chewed on your lip as your mother ushers everyone to the backyard. jax said nothing at first, just looking at you and waiting for you to try and defend yourself. nothing came out of your mouth, your eyes not even able to meet his.

“how old is he?” he started his interrogation of questions, voice harsh, he might as well be barking at you.

“four.” your voice was gentle, quiet, like you were scared of what his reaction might be. jax might be alot of things, but he's not abusive. it wasn't fear of him in that sense, but in the way, that you're afraid he'll never trust you again, that you'll diminish any good feelings he still had for you.

“what’s his name?” jax drags a hand down his face as he realizes the likelihood of this boy being any one else's is very low.

“aiden jackson.” you try not to move, not to breathe, you know you've fucked up.

“he’s mine?” this one is asked with a bated breath, as his eyes bore into yours. the same ones you've seen everyday for the last four years.

“yes.” you pause for a moment before continuing. “I knew i was pregnant when i broke up with you.” your voice shook as you spoke, but you knew that you had to tell him the truth, the full truth. you couldn't help but bow your head and hide from his glare.

silence covers the two of you like a blanket, while he processes the information just given to him. you're sure you're chewing a hole in your lip as you wait for his reaction. guilt crept through your body like a pyroclastic flow.

finally he broke, his anger showing in his voice. but he just shook his head. “god damn it, why wouldn't you just tell me? why did you think this is just something you can hide from me?” he pauses for a moment brushing his hands through his hair, looking at you with something you can't quite discern.

“did you think i wouldn't love him?” he sounds much sadder than he did before. you were at a loss for words, you didn't want to admit to yourself that it truly was a fear that you had. your eyes water as you look at jax, “i’m sorry, i thought i was protecting you.” your voice warbles.

“from my son?” jax sounds incredulous. you realize now how dumb it sounds, when he puts it like that.

“i'm sorry, -” before you can finish, he interrupts you.

“shut up, none of this bullshit anymore. we're gonna be a family now. it's his birthday, yeah?" you nod, and he continues, as he grabs your hands. even in all his anger he can't help but remember how much he loves you. he sighs, “i want to be together, I've missed you more than you know. when your mom originally invited me, i was trying to figure out how to win you back. i want to be his dad, not just his father.”

you couldn't help but smile as he finished his speech, a similar one mirroring itself on jax’s own face. your mom secretly sent aiden in and he ran in between the two of you, popping his head between where your linked hands connected.

“a-bug, you know how i always tell you stories about your dad? well this is him.” you explain to the kiddo. aiden looks up at jax. “your eyes are like mine,” he says while pointing to his eyes and accidentally poking himself in the eye. “ow.”

“be careful, buddy.” you chide him, while jax lets go of your hands to hoist aiden into his arms. “they sure are, buddy. I'm also where you get your dark, curly hair from.” he says while ruffling aiden’s hair. for the first time today, you're not scared. you lean up and kiss both your boys on the cheek, smiling brightly at the pair. now that they're next to each other you can really tell just how much they look like. aiden is like a mini-jax aside from a few of your features. it's a cute little mix.

jax leans down to you, a shit-eating grin on his face, “should we try for another?”

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hey guys, my grandmother just passed away so please be patient with me getting requests out, it was a long battle with her being sick and she's finally at peace, but it's still been really hard.

[jaxgf]

would you ever write bunnydoll? or do u only do x readers

I'm exclusively an x reader writer

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omg finding a way to save the abstracts and jax just completely abandons you for ribbit despite being your boyfriend

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you finally figure out a way to save everyone, even bring back aware-npc gummigoo somehow. everyone gets to have their happy ending ; pomni get gummygoo, kinger gets queenie, ribbit, kaufmo and everyone that everyone has lost is back.

imagine your surprise when you think your wonderful boyfriend jax, the man (rabbit) you've grown to love, completely drops your hand. running to ribbit, crying in her arms, holding her round, green face. his voice, soft like when he speaks to you, “i'll never lose you again.”

he's crying, something he's only ever done once or twice with you. but you don't want to believe that he loves her, surely he'll come back to you.

so you wait. but he never comes looking for you, never you being the one his eyes search for in anroom anymore. doesn't even give you the respect of properly breaking up with you, you're just lost, forgotten. if there was still a way for people to abstract, you'd be next.

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first beautiful day in wisconsin, 69° outside, good amount of wind, the birds are chirping, my cats are watching the birds through the screen door, watching a commentary on the tinker bell movie. i think I'm cured.

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hi hi! can I get

"Has your OC ever been rejected by a canon character?"

Pippi is so cute btw

hiii thank you so much for sending this in! for being the first person to ask about her, i made this cute little chibi of her for you!!! pippi is my pride and joy!!

she actually has been. when she initially asks jax out, after being convinced by her friends that she can do it. he laughs in her face, tells her that's the stupidest thing he's ever heard. secretly he's been pining after her, but she made the fatal mistake of trying to ask him out when all the circus members were hanging out :( so he was mean about it because he can't let the others know he's vulnerable.

she takes it really hard but tries not to let get it too down. she'll be okay, though, guys, don't worry!! he spends the following nights staying up and thinking about her, he starts to be even more irritable and tries to blame her for everything. it's a whole thing, he's very dramatic.

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Shift At Spudsy's.

Tags/Warnings : Coworker!Jax, hopefully in-character Jax, Jax x fem!reader, Dom/Sub dynamics, Minor fluff, Smut, Submissive!reader, Cursing, Jax’s teasing nature, Jax and Reader work at Spudsy's together, Cigarette, Smoker!Reader, Smoker!Jax

Genre : Smut

WC : 3.5k

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Your shift at Spudsy’s seemed to last forever, the hours just bleeding on. The one thing that kept you going was this tiny crush you had on your coworker, Jax. He's exactly the kind of guy you shouldn't have a crush on, he's annoying, an asshole, mean to the other coworkers. But he's also charismatic, funny and so cute.

You both had to work to close so it was just the two of you by the end of the night. Making banter as you cleaned and locked up. As you both walked outside, you started to dig through your bag for your cigarette and lighter.

The night sky was scattered with stars, thv

The moon casting a little ray of light around the parking lot, aided by the street lights scattered through this park of town.

He came to walk next to you, swinging his lanyard around his fingers as he whistled a tune. You hopped on the hopped of your car, to sit. you put a cigarette between your lips, letting it dangle. your hand rummaging in your purse, trying to find your lighter.  You tried to ignore his stare on you as he came to lean against your car with you. he had that kind of power over you, where you could always feel his eyes on you. it always seemed to make your heart beat just a little faster.

It's not out of the ordinary for the two of you to hang out in the parking lot, smoke, and hang out after a long shift. it's just something to take the edge off, and sometimes he brings a joint for the two of you to share.

“There you are, you fuck.” you exclaim as you finally find your lighter, flicking it, you take a puff off your cigarette.

“You know smoking is bad for you, right?” He jokes with his usual cocky attitude, a shit eating grin taking over his face. he just always had something to say, never letting silence take over for too long.

“Yeah, whatever, fuck off. You want one?" You offer the half full pack to the purple rabbit, he shrugs, but still takes one from the pack.

You extend your hand to hand him the lighter, but it's like he completely ignores it.

In what you have to assume is just to mess with you, as is his favorite hobby. He presses the unlit cigarette in his mouth to the lit one in yours, intruding on your personal space and making butterlies flutter in your stomach like a school girl.

You hoped he couldn't tell what kind of reaction that had on you. But the smug smirk on his face is telling you otherwise.

“Do i make you nervous?” he takes a puff off the cigarette, leaning on one hand towering over your smaller frame.

“Not exactly.” You admitted, eyes casting away from him. Your cool facade slipping. Not like his ego needing any feeding, but that didn't stop his mouth from twitching upwards.

“Yeah?” He left the cigarette to dangle from his lips, using his other hand to slide it up your thigh, feeling your warm skin underneath your uniform. His eyes scanned over you, testing the waters.

Your neck and face feel hot, warming from nerves and desire. You couldn't help the nervous giggle that escapes you, you want to hide. There's nowhere to go, you have nowhere to be, and you both know it.

“Cute.” He murmurs, his hand moving to cup your hip, really trying to see how far you'll let him go. When he squeezes the sensitive skin and a small whine accidentally falls from your lips. His ears twitch and a chuckle comes from low in his throat. There's a mix of fear and anticipation mixing low in your stomach. That doesn't stop the embarassment crawling up your neck, just like the flush. Jax drops the cigarette on the pavement, crushing it under his shoe. He takes the one from your lips and does the same.

He stands up more straight now, and the height difference is ever more evident to you. You have to look up at him a Little after Jax uses both hands to grab your hips and pull you closer to him. The position makes you have to spread your legs to let him stand between them. It's an awfully intimate, and a tingle crawls up your back.

You're trying to look anywhere but at him, because any resolve you might have had will just fall away. His charm is almost inescapable, that's how you got here in the first place. Allowing him the idea, he could even start something like this. It also tickles something deep within you, knowing he has any kind of affinity for you.

You start to fiddle with the end of your shirt, everything about this was new to you especially with him. Jax has a reputation, he's not exactly the kind of guy you have a commitment with. These thoughts start to cloud the desire that begun to grow.

His hands are cupping your hips, thumbs rubbing over the cloth covered skin. It was all too much your emotions, his touch, your thoughts. you felt frazzled with him so close, there was a buzzing going on in your head.

You had to push through the muddy feeling and put one of your palms on jax’s chest. That stopped him instantly, he went completely still. You scanmed his face before you spoke.

“Wait.” your voice was quieter, and it stilled you both. “What are we doing? Is this just a we fuck and move on or like...” you paused trying to gather your thoughts, “What’s your game plan here?”

This is the first time you'd seen a blush on Jax’s face, like this was the last thing he expected from you.

“You really like me or what, doll?” His façade was back just like that, a teasing tone edging its way into his voice again.

“You’re deflecting,” you poked him in the chest, a pout forming on your lips. You're not usually like this with people, but Jax brings it out of you. There's a certain glint in his eyes, you can tell that he's weighing something.

“Fuck it.” He mumbled under his breath, looking away for a moment. When his eyes meet yours again, he presses a long, soft kiss to your lips. His cheeks turning a darker red, “Is that answer enough?” He almost grunts. You can't help the giggle that escapes you, then you become all the more aware of his hand still on your hips. His fingers go back to rubbing the sensitive skin, squeezing harshly to elicit that same whine from you.

“hey, you're being mean.” you pouted again, as he held on tight to you, almost like he's afraid you'd disappear if he let you go.

“You like that I'm mean.” Jax is completely in your space now, a breath away. A knowing smirk displayed on his lips as he looks down at you.

You can't help but look away when he says it, because you both know he's right.

“I'm willing to bet you like all kinds of mean things.” he's says, moving to nudge against your neck. You tilt your head to the side to allow him more room, which makes him chuckle into your skin.

He bites down hard on your skin, causing a whimper to escape your lips. Instinctually you go to close your legs, trying to relieve some of pressure that's beginning to grow. Which gets you nowhere because of Jax’s body in your way.

“Ah-ah, If you want something you have to ask for it.” He chides, in a mocking tone. Retreating from your neck to look down at you, one of his hands coming to hold your chin making sure you're looking at him. The familiar blushing feeling crawls up your neck again.

You can't help but squirm under his gaze, your mouth suddenly dry. One of his eyebrows shoots up, silently asking you again. His other hand moves up, sneaking under the cotton of your work shirt. Fingers moving slowly over your soft flesh, soothing over it to hold the small of your back.

“Well, what's it gonna be, princess?” his hand pushes you inpossibly closer to him, it made you dizzy. You could now feel the imprint of his cock straining through his work pants.

“I want you.” You mumbled, trying not to look at him despite his grip on your chin.

“What’s that, I don't think I heard you correctly.” Jax teased, having to make everything more difficult for you. You could really feel your clothes now, feeling suffocated by them.

You huffed, and rolled your eyes looking back at him, “i said. I want you.” You spoke just a bit louder, and struggled to maintain eye contact. He dropped your chin, his hands interlocked behind your back, keeping you as close as he can.

“That’s more like it.” He stated before enveloping your lips with his own. His lips moves quickly against yours. It was only a second before he was sucking your lip into his mouth, biting gently down on the flesh. Thus pulling another whine from you when he did. One of your hands now gripping his shirt, keeping him close.

His tongue pokes into your mouth, silently requesting entrance, you let him in. Your tongues fighting for dominance, makes him groan low in his chest. You both seperate with a harsh breath, trying to being as much air into lungs as possible. He reated his forehead against yours, there's a semblance of vulnerability that he ignores. Refusing to ruin this moment with those stupid anxieties.

“Can’t fuck you here, need to enjoy you.” Jax mumbles, his breath mixing with you.

“Yours or mine?” You ask quickly, your brain dizzy with desire. You can't help but kiss down his cheek and neck, sucking into the sensitive skin. His hand comes to squeeze your hip as a warning.

“You keep that up and I won't last. Let’s go to your place, gimme your keys, I'll get my car later.” He instructs, pulling away a little from you, trying keep some sense of control. The lack of his body heat made you want to pout, but the anticipation of what's to come kept you going.

You made quick moves of rummaging through your purse and pulling out your keychain. Accented with cute keychains you've collected over the years. Something Jax was surprised he didn't notice sooner, cute. You hopped off the hood of your car, and settled into the passenger seat.

Jax locked his car and sat in the driver's seat, cursing about your seat and fixing it to his liking. This was a scene you could get used to, Jax leaned back against your carseat, one arm settled over the center console and centered on your thigh, the other lazily drapped over the steering wheel. A squeeze to your thigh brought you out of it, a sheepish smile gracing your lips now.

“I can't get to your place if I don't know where it is, you expect me to read your mind?" He all but laughs, looking over at you with a grin. You tell him the directions to your place, and you swear to God you've never seen someone drive so fast that wasn't in a car chase. His thumb drummed quickly and repeatedly against the steering wheel like he was willing time its self to speed up.

It felt like within moments you arrived to your apartment complex, Jax turned the car off almost as soon as he pulled ghe vehicle into the parking spot. Your feet moved for you, pushing you towards the apartment building. Anxiety building in your stomach as the two of you entered the lobby.

“Welcome back!” the lobbyist greeted you, and you smiled, waved, and began to speak when Jax pushed you towards the elevator. His body basically pressed up behind you, so you could feel his body heat through both of your uniforms.

“We do *not have time for that,” he grumbled under his breath to you. His hand firmly on your hip as he presses the button impatiently. Even going as far as pushing it a couple of times and repeatedly tapping his foot against the tiled floor.

“Relax.” you drawl out the word, turning around to face him. A cute, playful smile tugging at your lips as you leaned against him. Your chin lughtly digging into the meat of his chest.

His eyes flash down to you for just a second, when the elevator opens up. He scans the box area once realizing it's empty pushes you into it, You press your button on the panel before he begins to freak out more. The moment your hands back at your side, he's on you. Pushing you harshly against the elevator wall, hands going to your hair as his mouth collides with yours.

Every movement of his mouth against yours, made your body feel hot. Pulling whines and small moans from you as he groaned into your mouth. It was too much and not enough all at once.

“Jax.” you couldn't but whine, your senses full of him, your kind swimming with all things that could happen once you get to your apartment.

“I know, I know.” You were panting into each others mouths, trying to breathe and keep kissing at the same time. His hand grabbed and groped, kneading at your ass and roughly gropping your tits through your shirt.

When the elevator dinged letting you both know it was time for you to get to your apartment, he interlocked his hand with yours and pulled down the hallway. And then stopped realizing he didn't know which one belonged to you.

You couldn't help but giggle. He's so keen on leading you with no concept of where to go.

“Fiffeen.” You supplied, so he could continue leading you. He was speed walking to your door, getting your keys from his pocket and unlocking it.

Nerves start to bite at you after you enter your apartment, but before you can say anything he's pinning you to your door. The coats hanging on the back of it being purposed as a cushion, as his lips attacks yours once again.

“You don't know how long I've wanted this,” he mumurs as he continues his assault on your neck. Sucking marks into the sensitive skin there, you can't help but moan in response. *there's just something about being wanted, while they prove it.

“Jax, please,” you whine. You're not even sure what you're asking for, your desire starting to fog your mind completely. All you know is that you love how his touch feels on you.

He stops his attack on your neck to scope oit your apartment, picking you up and taking you to the bedroom. Pushing off whatever was laying on your bed, he set you down on it.

You both make quick moves to shed yourselves of your uniforms, leaving you both nude. He quickly moved to face your cunt, “Look at her, all cute and puffy. Like she's waiting for me.” It was like something else was taking over him.

“Jax!” You whined, throwing your head back into the pillows, covering your face with your arms.

Instead of responding he just licked a stripe up your cunt, moving to suck your clit into his mouth. Instantly any protests you had died on your tongue. He moved to put his arms under your thighs, giving him better access. He started to tongue fuck your hole, a feeling that was entirely new to you, had you squirming underneath him. He couldn't help but watch you as you do so. It was his new favorite thing to see.

He goes back to sucking on your clit, and pushes a finger into you cunt. Then adds another to open your hole and prepare you for him. It wasn't long until you were peaking, your body feeling like it was on fire, your back arching as you come undone for him.

“Look at you, so cute, cumming in my tongue like that,” He taunts, licking at the cum dripping out of you.

“Want you, please.” you whine, almost overstimulated but also wanting his cock.

“Beg.” He sits up on the end of the bed, his legs underneath him. A giant smile overtaking his smile, “Beg for me, if you want me so bad.” He wants you more than he can say, but he loves messing with you.

You sit up to face him better, placing your hands in front your to prop yourself up better.

“Please, Jax, want you so bad. Need you, please eanna feel your cock so bad, Please, I'll do anything.” This had his ears tweaking towards you, like they were trying to record your words for later.

“You know, doll, it's probably not best to promise anything.” His normal, cocky grin playing at his lips.

“On your stomach, Ass up.” He demands, your stomach fluttered with anticipation as you move to do what he says. As soon as your turned around he hand is colliding with the fat of your ass, a loud smack sound bouncing off the walls. A squeak escaping you from it. It only took you a moment to put your face in the pillows.

“So fucking pretty like this.” His hands gliding along your curves, taking in every inch of your body. Committing it to memory.

“Mmm.” You whine, pushing your ass further into the air, trying to intice him to be faster. Which only resulted in his hand coming down to strike your ass twice.

“Be patient.” His voice held a new edge, one that made your cunt drip onto the comforter. His hand then smoothing out the sting from it. Groping the flesh of your ass harshly which makes you whine again.

He finally takes his cock into his head, thumb spreading the precum that leaked out while he was eating you out. He strokes his member a few times before he used one hand to align with your center. His other arm coming around your hips, pulling you to him, as he thrusts all the way in.

His chin comes to rest on your shoulder as he allows you to get used to his size. His cock is as slender and long as he is, but with veins that hit all the right spots.

“You don't have go be gentle.” You whine out as he starts to pull out, just thrust back in.

He presses a kiss to your bare shoulder, “Cute little thing wants me to be rough with her? I'm going to ruin you.” he laughs a little cruelly in a way that makes you tighten around his cock.

“Fuck.” He groans, at the feeling. “So fucking tight.” when he pulled out again, he pulled you up against him, wrapping his arm around your waist. His fingers come to fill your mouth, making you choke around them like they were his cock.

His hips began to snap against yours, his arm holding you against him. His cock was touching places you didn't even know anything could reach. The tip hitting that spongy feeling in your cunt.

You can't help the spill of whines that fall from your lips, garbled around his fingers.

“Taking me so well, good fucking girl. Your pussy loves me, tryin to milk me dry.” He grunts out, as he continues to fuck into you. He takes his fingers out of your mouth, using your saliva to rub circles on your clit. Your cunt stutters at the feeling, fluttering around his cock.

Your mind is spinning from your impending orgasm. Can't help but mumble out a series of words, “Jax, feels so good, so so good. Can't get enough, feels so good, love it.”

“You drunk of my cock, princess?” He laughs out the question, mocking you, which only makes your cunt grip him like a vice.

With the mix of his thrusts, words and fingers on your clit, you're going over the edge. His stuttering thrusts prove he is too, “Come inside, please, please, want all of you.” you whined out, as his teeth make contact with your shoulder trying to keep some semblance of control.

“Yeah? Fuck, gonna fill you up, baby,” his non busy hand comes to hold your stomach, where he can feel his cock through your stomach. he takes one of yours and forces you to feel it too.

“Fuck, can you feel me in you?” The feeling makes you whine and grind back against him, which sends you both over the edge.

You can't help the whine the comes from you when he pulls his now soft cock, which makes him chuckle tiredly.

“Can't get enough of me, huh.” He jokes, falling down on the bed next to you from exhaustion.

“Shut up.” you giggle, throwing a pillow at him.

[jaxgf]

AHHH HI!!! Congrats on 600 followers! I’ve been following you for a while now and I never really got around to actually sending in an ask, but I figured now would be the best time! You absolutely peaked my curiosity with part 3: who you think an oc would be best with. I am OBSESSED with personality analysis, so hearing your take would be so cool. I also wanna say I know you already have a porcelain side series kinda thing, I promise I did not steal the idea this was all cooked up in my brain, trust😭😭

so my oc’s name is ode, as in from swan lake. They/her, bisexual, and her design is based off of a ballerina from a music box. (Irl before the circus they were a professional ballet dancer, but her chronic joint pain caused a severe injury in the middle of a big time production of Swan Lake and hasn’t danced since (sorry I just need to info dump so bad haha)). So her being porcelain and easily breakable is a reference to her medical trauma. Her design is very melancholic, black dress, black ribbon and flower in her hair, which is a very stark contrast to her personality. They’re bubbly and loves socializing with others, hates being alone more than anything, but they’re also very righteous. Sweet to anyone and everyone, but if someone shows even an ounce of disrespect to her or others they get damn near violent. Very easily ragebaited lol.

sorry sorry!! I know this was long, did not mean to yap, I’m just super excited to see what you have to say haha :) thanks!!! Happy 600!!!!

jaxgf’s 600 followers celebration.

absolutely no issue with infodumping about ocs! (in fact, outside of the celly, you're more than welcome to come talk to ab ocs or aus u like or anything i love talking with y'all). i'm happy to read all of this and learn about your oc.

i think that there's two options for shipping someone with ode, first and obvious answer, is jax. she's easily ragebaited? oh, he's going to have so much fun with that. making fun of your almost noir style, definitely pushing her around just to see how she brakes. i think the bubbly personality is something, jax either loves or hates. he tends to hate that ragatha is always cheerful, but if they can be realistic from time to time then i think the positivity could be a nice change for jax. that and you're one of the only people that shows him any sort of kindness. plus you can knock him down a peg.

and now for the second, gangle. gangle can most definitely understand what it's like to be so fragile, to be a victim of jax, to not be able to do something you love. there would an immense kinship between the two of you, that could be the foundation for a very loving relationship. with them being a righteous person, she could be the one that stands up to jax for gangle despite her fragility. gangle could use someone that's bubbly and able to lift her spirits.

[jaxgf]

stelios 🎶 stelios kontos 🎶 stelios 🎶 stelios kontos 🎶

[jaxgf]

my husband surprise ordered me a new phone it'll be here on the fifteenth im so excitedddd

[jaxgf]

can i request something for part 3 or do i have to request for part 1 and 2 first? (regarding the follower event)

you can request something just for part three :)

[jaxgf]

OH SORRY NVM I DIDN'T REALIZE REQUESTS WERE CLOSED

lol sorry i forgot to get that out of my navigation post, requests are veey much open, but requests relating to the 600 follower celly (pinned on my blog) takes priority right now.

[jaxgf]

Hellooww and congrats!!! Can i get uhhh “you've been in love with me this whole time?” “i thought i was being obvious.’ with jax? First time requesting kinda nervous hehe

hello darling, I'd love to do your request but please limit yourself to one prompt per request, thank you so much. it makes it easier to get them done in a timely manner and allows everyone the chance to send in a request.

[jaxgf]

omg finding a way to save the abstracts and jax just completely abandons you for ribbit despite being your boyfriend

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you finally figure out a way to save everyone, even bring back aware-npc gummigoo somehow. everyone gets to have their happy ending ; pomni get gummygoo, kinger gets queenie, ribbit, kaufmo and everyone that everyone has lost is back.

imagine your surprise when you think your wonderful boyfriend jax, the man (rabbit) you've grown to love, completely drops your hand. running to ribbit, crying in her arms, holding her round, green face. his voice, soft like when he speaks to you, “i'll never lose you again.”

he's crying, something he's only ever done once or twice with you. but you don't want to believe that he loves her, surely he'll come back to you.

so you wait. but he never comes looking for you, never you being the one his eyes search for in anroom anymore. doesn't even give you the respect of properly breaking up with you, you're just lost, forgotten. if there was still a way for people to abstract, you'd be next.

[jaxgf]

jaxgf’s 600 follower celebration.

once again, i get to celebrate another wonderful milestone on this blog. thank you so much to every single person who has liked, commented and especially to those who reblog my works. i put alot of time and energy in even the shortest of fics, and that's for everyone who's ever followed or interacted with this blog. thank you so much and i hope you enjoy.

please only send one request per ask, you make request as many things as you'd like. please only include one prompt per request. thank you so much. please do not send a request for the celebration if you're not following me. this is to celebrate my followers.

as always, minors and bigots, do not interact.

navigation. rules. inbox. closed.

part one : fic requests

send a prompt + jax/ragatha/bunnydollreader and get a blurb. prompts below the cut.

part two : my tadc oc

here's a list of questions, feel free to send them if you'd like to learn more about pippi parchment!

part three : fun and games

• get shipped with a member of the circus! give me details of you/or oc! your physical description (or what your avatar would be!), your likes, dislikes, interests, sexuality and get shipped with someone.

possible answers : jax ragatha pomni kinger gangle zooble caine gummigoo princess lou sun moon ming evil ragatha evil jax evil pomni marrha mildenhall

*npcs and characters only seen a few times will have personalities that I've headcanoned*

• send in a game (fuck marry kill, hot or not, would you rather, rate a kink, rate a song, etc.)

• let's chat! talk to me about anything, theories, favorite character, favorite ship, anything!

fluff

“i don't deserve you.” “yes, you do.”

“come back to bed.”

“not to be dramatic, but i would jump off a cliff for you.”

“i can't say no to those eyes.”

“i love being with you.”

“careful you're going to get shampoo in my eyes.” “oh god, stop being so dramatic.”

“one more kiss? please.”

“you've been in love with me this whole time?” “i thought i was being obvious.’

“thus is all going to hell anyways, might as well add to it.”.

“i want a kiss from my favorite person.” “i don't think you can kiss yourself.”

angst

“you don't get points for suffering silently.”

“say it. say you don't feel it too, and I'll drop it.”

“i hate you. i hate you so much, I can't even stand being near you.” “seems like a thin line between love and hate.”

“why do you even care?”

“hating you doesnt mean i want you to get hurt.”

“you're the one in love with a ghost, not me.”

“i don't miss you. i miss the person i thought you were.”

“are you jealous?” “jealousy is for weak people.” “oh my god, you are!”

“i have nothing to say to you.”

smut/suggestive

“are you checking me out.” “like a book.”

“I've been thinking about you all day, not gonna lie.”

“you should totally lean and kiss me right now.”

“just the tip.”

“let them use you, baby. show them how good you are.”

“come on, baby, open your mouth for him.”

“put it in.”

“can i touch you?”

“that's my good girl.”

“you taste so good.”

other

“did you kiss me? I know you did.”

“by god, how much have you had drink?”

“i'm not wearing matching shirts.” “why not?”

“no, no. don't wake them up.”

“come on, it'll be funny.”