•°☆ HOW THE TADC CAST WOULD TREAT A CHILD IN THE CIRCUS ☆°•
Idea gotten from an IRL. General hcs where reader is a young child (like 7 years old) who is already an established member of the circus and how the circus members would treat them.
I'm pretty sure the canonical order for the current members and when they got here is Kinger, Ragatha, Jax, Gangle, Zooble, and then Pomni, so that's what I'm going with. Reader joined after Jax and before Gangle!!!
I'm also going with the hc that all the characters don't age and the age that they're at now is the age they were when they joined the circus just cause my irl requested that. Personally i hate that theory but idgaf this was part of a bday gift anyways
Might turn this into a fully fledged fic!!! But I've got no plans for it yet...lmk if yall would like that tho!!!
KINGER - Father figure kinger is canon. Reader can get pretty overwhelmed by the whole...vibe of the circus, and when kinger is able to, he tries to make them feel better. Sometimes it works. Sometimes it doesn't. He once made reader cry once. He felt pretty bad about that.
I don't imagine Kinger as very personally close to anyone (as in consistently being around other members), but I do think he'd want to keep an eye on reader in case something went wrong around the circus.
RAGATHA - She feels REALLY bad for reader. She doesn't like to think about it, but she knows they can't leave the circus. This kid didn't even get to be a teenager and now they're stuck in a world far from one they'd actually live their life in. They're barely used to having an actual human body and they'll have to grow up getting used to some cartoony avatar? She never wanted to call attention to it, but it absolutely makes her pity reader.
She tries to help reader as much as she can, being one of the only people in the circus to actually calm reader down when they get too overwhelmed. Reader thinks highly of Ragatha, but as time goes on, reader slowly grows just a little irritated at how Ragatha pities them, even if they don't actually know the words to express that. Despite Ragatha's attempts to be almost motherly towards reader, reader never sees Ragatha as a mother figure, and it makes Ragatha think she's doing something wrong (especially since reader isn't even that close to kinger and yet they call him "dad").
JAX - Jax has his limits. He knows not to mess with a clearly nervous, panicking kid. Mostly because he finds himself kinda annoyed by children when they're all upset, but he also doesn't actively call this kid annoying. To their face.
I get HEAVY 2000s older brother vibes from Jax. I kind of imagine reader admiring Jax and not recognizing or understanding his flaws. Jax would probably just tone himself down around reader ever so slightly, and probably warm up to reader...eventually. I also like to think that he makes an active effort to "protect" reader from just how fucked up the circus is. Whenever shit starts hitting the fan in one of the stupid adventures, whenever someone points out Caine acting more and more weirdly, whenever abstraction is ever brought up...it's all stuff he'd typically avoid thinking about anyways, and he especially doesn't want reader to think about it. They're young, stupid, clearly wouldn't understand it anyways, and it'd be better if they didn't know what was wrong at all.
GANGLE - Gangle thinks she's horrible with children. She actively tries to be nice to reader, but she gets so nervous about whether or not reader is freaked out by her that she manages to convince herself that reader hates her within the first week of her arrival. She'd probably try to avoid the kid altogether since she figured she'd make things worse for them.
Once time passes and Gangle gets more used to the circus, she tries to hover around where reader is once she notices that Jax isn't actively tormenting her around reader. She'd probably like teaching reader how to draw and reader likes to listen to her oc lore!
ZOOBLE - Zooble is the first one to really think hard about readers situation. Sure, Ragatha pities reader because they're growing up as something they're not, but from the moment they arrived here, readers prescence unsettled them.
It wasn't until they figured out reader doesn't actually know how to write properly that it hit them. This kid doesn't actually KNOW how the world works. They're completely clueless about anything outside of the circus. They can barely remember life before they came here, and that really adds to the horror Zooble feels toward their place. They hate the dysmorphia that comes to them, but they can at least remember their life from before. There's a CHILD in the circus that can barely count to 30 and life in the circus is all that they know. And their brain somehow HASN'T turned into mush?????
I think Zooble would contrast Jax in the sense that they'd want to tell reader about real life, help them remember their life before the circus, and maybe get them to mentally mature a bit? Even if they're 7 years old, they can still learn things (and they SHOULD be learning at least a few things. They haven't been a school for god knows how long). This would totally be another point of tension between Jax and Zooble and i love the concept. Jax's insistence on separating himself from reality bleeding into his treatment of reader and Zooble's focus on keeping the parts of them that are human close to themselves and helping reader discover what's left of their humanity would be SO INTERESTING to me.
POMNI - Pomni isn't absolutely HORRIBLE with kids, but she also isn't very good around children. She's very awkward around reader, but she does mean well.
She hasn't been in the circus long enough to give reader much thought, but looking at reader enjoying themself during these slightly fucked up adventures that are supposed to be for everyone just brings her mind back to that exit...
CAINE AND BUBBLE - Both of them are horrible with children. Despite the circus being "fun for the whole family," the circus isn't actually the safest place for a kid to be in. Caine has trouble actually remembering that reader is much different from other members of the circus, and Bubble is...Bubble.
Zooble would probably bring up their own concerns about reader during that therapy session, which would probably cause Caine to reflect on it a little bit before moving on. Caine doesn't have to be concerned about reader! After all, the circus is fun for the whole family! A kid should love his fun adventures! Even if the adventure is everyone shooting eachother with guns.
In fact, reader seems to be one of the only ones in the circus who actually want to participate in his adventures! Even if he sometimes doesn't understand reader's behavior (the NPC children he creates can only simulate so much for him), he does like them! And he's glad reader seems to like him, too! He's very glad reader isn't horrified at the sight of him anymore...
Bubble tried to bite reader once. It didn't go over well with anyone.
Jax relationship headcanons for funsies!!! Easy bit of drabble while I write some other stuffs...this is less romance and more my most realistic thoughts on an accurate jax in a relationship where he's actually in love with his partner so it could be considered a little bit angsty but it's not enotionally devastating or anything my writing isn't that good I think this is ass tbh. Also this is probably maybe totally perhaps ooc please dont yell at me guyes. Based on my hc that jax joined the circus when he was 16 so he's mentally a teenager stuck in a 22 year olds body and has barely matured in the 6 years hes been at the circus. This is just me yapping with no real structure soooo...lol. enjoyyyy
Pt. 2 here!!
- avoidant attachment style final boss. I think this is the general consensus everyone has for jax too but especially early on in the relationship he is so bad at actually being romantic. He loves you so much, but, as he is with most other things in his life, he's horrible at handling his feelings for you and it makes things hard on the both of you.
- I definitely see him as the type to turn the relationship into an on/off thing because he's a cowardly pathetic loser and he never wants to fix things. Early on, he will just "break up" with you. Always with no explanation, he will just leave you alone for a long while in a huff, usually due to some deeper insecurity of his.
- you would never know this since he's never going to say it to you, but his biggest insecurity while dating you is that he actually worries that he isn't good enough for you. The fact that HE worries about something like that just makes him feel pathetic, so instead of addressing it, he bottles it up and occasionally it comes out in the form of casual break ups that he tries to play off as him being a bored, emotionless asshole.
- At most, these "breakups" last a day. He'll usually just walk into your room by night time and flop onto your bed next to you, letting out a muffled "sorry" as he buries his face into your chest. You don't really feel like you forgive him (and he never assumes you do), but you like the comfort of his embrace too much to really be angry with him. Anytime you try to press him for details, he just sorta shuts down and grumbles or dodges the question, and you eventually give up on asking because it's 2 am and he's warm and comfy and you were already close to being asleep anyways.
- you, not being a licensed therapist and far from a professional counselor, CANNOT fix him. He's admittedly...kind of the worst. In general. But you knew that going into it, and you still ended up falling for him anyways. You liked that he was kind of the worst. Which made you question a lot about yourself, actually...mostly when you were actually developing feelings for him and ESPECIALLY when he started noticing.
- When he is actually dating you and not making you go through the effects of his private overthinking of every single aspect of your relationship with him, he's constantly trying to fluster you in public and making you squirm whenever he can. Usually it's just a little flirting, but he likes how he can affect you physically too (though he doesn't take the risk unless he's SURE no one will see him getting a little touchy. ever so insecure about his worth compared to them yet overly possessive of his s/o...ultimate hypocrite over here). He's good at keeping his cool and hiding how he feels in public, but if YOU ever manage to fluster him, he's TERRIBLE at hiding how it affects him. It's VERY easy for you to fluster him and he despises how you can do that.
- eventually you get him to be a little more stable. Far from fixed, but...stable. You pick up on the signs eventually, not that you needed much to gather that he's an insecure emotional mess, and when you do actually manage to get him to talk about any of his insecurities, he forces himself to actually listen to what you have to say because its...you, and as much he hates being vulnerable, he really loves you.
- no, you didn't fix him and Jax is probably still a major asshole. But he isn't constantly pretending to be an emotionless dweeb anymore and while he isn't having any other meaningful conversations with you anytime soon, the one talk you had with him really did seem to help him out in some way, which you're happy to see.
- not too much changes besides that. things between you and jax are a little better, and he's generally in a better mood as you're with him. Now instead of breaking up with you anytime he feels off, he just barges into your room when you're there and falls into you just like before, except this time he doesn't feel all that guilty. And once you nuzzle into him, he feels a little bit of peace he hasn't felt in a long time. And boy is he addicted to it...
There used to be a bonus nsfw section here, but i deleted it because it was really bad. You get these three sentences instead. This is fun and cool
☆ ○ tags: jax/reader, jax/reader smut, funnybunny (reader can also be read as pomni), jaxpom, smut, just a bit of fluff, memory loss/memory related, princess/knight, fake medieval, afab/fem reader, loss of virginity, porn with plot, porn with feelings, getting caught in the middle of sex, caine to is in this episode ○ ☆
Summary: Reader has been so stressed lately as memories of her not-so-great life before the circus come back to her against her will, not that she'll ever explicitly acknowledge it, and also she has to deal with Jax, who is somewhat bothered by this sudden memory loss because of something that had happened at Spudsy's the day before...
FINALLY crossposting this one here...I'll be posting all the other chapters here as the week goes on!! Im too lazy to delete the paragraph breaks ok deal with it. This fic is also available here on a03 :3
I wake up. I stand up. I walk to the door. I open the door. I walk out. I go to the stage. Theme song. Adventure. I walk to my room's door. I open my room's door. I sleep. Repeat.
Routine is becoming less and less ideal.
Listen, I'd really, really enjoy leaving and all…who am I kidding, no I wouldn't. What my memory lets me remember tells me that Real Life™ isn't preferable. Even with how stupidly insane and wacky life here is, I just…I don't think there's anything for me out there anymore. I just wish it was better in here.
God, my head is killing me. I can't sleep. I don't even know how long it's been since I walked in here, I just can't bring myself to even close my eyes of my own free will.
Right as my eyes begin to forcefully flutter shut, I hear a knock at my door and a voice I unfortunately recognize.
“Heya, starshine. World's saying hello out here. Mind if I come in for a little bit? I wanna talk to you about today.”
I groan…and clearly he heard me, judging from the chuckle I hear through the door. Jax…
“Not happy to see me, huh? Too bad, coming in.”
I hear the clink of a key open my locked door. I don't have the energy to get up and try to kick him out. He walks over to the bed, seeing my half-asleep state, and just laughs again.
“Boy, isn't that a sight to see. You conscious down there?”
I force myself to sit up, my headache almost worsening. “What did you come here for?”
“Ah, right. That junk. Listen, about that thing at…Spudsy's. That's a stupid name. Spudsy’s. Hah. I, uh…wanted to say that…”
My mind wanders. I barely remember today's adventure; I was half-conscious the entire time. I remember talking to him, but I just can’t recall what was said or if anything bad even happened. I don't respond to whatever he's saying, falling back onto the bed with a sigh.
“...you're not listening, are ya?”
“Listen, I…I haven't been fully myself as of late. It's been rough. Hard to focus, to remember, to think…I’m sorry, but I really don’t remember what happened today.”
He goes silent, the look in his dilated pupils almost reminiscent of concern. That's too out of character for Jax for me to even consider, but nonetheless I can feel it's there.
“...Ah.”
The silence continues, and I close my eyes. He tries to get up and leave, but my hand gently grabs his arm.
“You can….stay if you want to, Jax…I don't want to be alone with my thoughts right now. I hate it, but your company would be appreciated…”
I hear him stop for a brief moment, moving to lay down a safe distance away from my body on the bed. He attempts to regain some semblance of the confident air he carries around him.
“You've always been an intriguing flavor of coward….never knew you were the type to get scared at night. Need me to tuck you in, too? I ain't replacing a teddy bear.” His verbal jabs feel less genuine than usual, like he just wants to fill the cold air with his voice.
I turn my body to face him. “You don't have to stay here if you don't want to, Jax. You can leave.”
He scoffs. “You asked me to stay, so now leaving feels too mean for my taste. It's on you if you changed your mind or something, I ain't going anywhere.”
“Since when were you the type to listen to me? Since when was something too mean for YOU of all people?”
I just laugh at his half-angry silence. I move my body up the bedsheets, crawling under the covers and patting the spot next to me as I collapse face first into the pillow.
He rolls his eyes as he moves to sit next to me, grabbing my hair in a less-than-gentle way to move my face off of the pillow. My eyes widen slightly, forcing themselves open. “You'll suffocate laying down like that. I've never seen you act this useless before.”
I mumble out a response. “Have you done this to me before…?”
I don't have the energy to regret my own words as the smirk falls right off his face. He scoffs, pulling my head up so that I'm at face level with him.
“Hah. Real funny. I came in here to talk to you, you know. Seriously. I doubt you've COMPLETELY forgotten what happened today. It’s real out of character for you to lie about something like this, you know? You hate the idea of liking me that much?” He laughs, and I can’t tell if he’s genuinely asking or not.
“That being said…”
He puts my head back down on the pillow.
“...I can tell when someone isn’t in the right headspace, and I happen to dislike being the only person in the room with some form of rationality, so that means our little talk is delayed for now. Lucky you, I'm actually looking forward to reminding you of what happened today when you’re ready. Enough to look past this whole debacle and forgive you for wasting my time.”
I only pull him down with me, much to his surprise. Like he wasn't expecting it. He laughs. “Geez, having a good time in your little mind palace or what? Bet you're still not even listening. I could say aaaaanything I want and you wouldn't even care.”
I don’t say anything for a long minute, just closing my eyes. Surprisingly, he doesn’t speak either. There's comfortable silence as I can feel his gaze on me and let myself relax around him for once. Maybe the first time. He doesn't seem to like that I let my guard down, pulling me closer to him with an annoyed gruff and letting me wrap my arms around him.
“This is the worst possible outcome for us, you know that, right?” His voice is low, like he doesn't even want to mean what he says.
“Then leave.”
“No.”
My grip tightens around him as I fall asleep, and I can feel a soft kiss pressed onto my forehead as I drift off.
“Alright, gang!”
Caine spoke with a certain vigor I hadn't seen in him before, like he was more proud of whatever he was going to drag us into than usual. I could already hear the other's complaints, but I tuned it out. I'm really not in the mood for any of this, whether it be Caine or anybody else. I've got a splitting headache. Last night…
…I don't even want to think about last night. He wasn’t there in the morning, so I can only hope it was a dream and internally curse myself for dreaming about Jax actually wanting to be around me. And my reciprocation.
“Today we'll be traveling to a MEDIEVAL KINGDOM where you'll have to save the Princess and her Knight from their prison in the DARK CASTLE! You'll all be assigned various roles in the story. Like a play!”
Ragatha speaks up, seemingly confused. “Wasn't this one of my suggestions from the box—?”
“HAHAHA VERY FUNNY JOKE RAGATHA I WOULD NEVER STEAL IDEAS!!!!!!!!! Here’s your scripts, everyone!!!” Caine speaks over her, handing everyone a script.
I'm not even shocked that Caine is seemingly trying to pass a suggestion box adventure as his own. I check my paper.
“The Princess of [NAME PENDING] Kingdom”
…
I'M the damsel in distress?! This is going to be beyond boring. Just sitting around in a cage with whoever the Knight is? I’m not even going to think about who it could be. I'll probably jinx myself into having my worst nightmare come true.
…and sorry, name pending? He didn't even try to come up with a name for the Kingdom??
I try to look over the script, but he shoves us all through his stupid tiny portal, and I pass out for whatever reason.
I wake up in a large lavish bedroom. It's not horrible, but it's definitely far from how I would decorate my own room. Plus, I kind of hate how big it is…I’m laying on a large plush bed surrounded by Versaille-esque decor, and before I can even think to look down at the ballgown I'm in, I hear a voice that I did NOT want to be hearing at all.
“Heya, princess.”
The clink of Jax's metal armor approaching me as I'm sitting in bed just pisses me off, but I can't bring myself to do anything but groan about this. He giggles. “Awww, is my princess bothered? Dress too hot for ya?”
I half-glare at him, shifting to face him while still sitting on the bed. “Shouldn't I be kidnapped or something? As in far away from you? ”
“WELL, if you even considered reading the character details in your script, you'd notice that both the princess AND her Knight get kidnapped and are stuck in a cage for the majority of the script. It’s a really beautifully written drama, I’d really recommend it. Zooble’s supposed to be hit with a rock.”
“Stop calling yourself my knight.”
He leans onto the bed, arms on either side of me. His face is too close. “Unlike someone, I read the script, and this knight is BEYOND loyal to his lovely princess. I don't wanna break character as much as YOU already have. Right, Caine?”
A little portal shows up, and Caine gives a thumbs up through it.
“Thanks, Caine. Really appreciate it. How'd you even get the time to read the script?” I sigh as the portal fades out.
“Oh, you've been asleep for, like, 30 minutes. I read the whole thing then.” Jax laughs again. “C'moooonnn, what’s with the sour face? Don't you wanna have a little fun here? Let yourself go?”
“What I WANT is to—”
Before I can even finish speaking, a big hand grabs both of us and drags us away. I'm smushed against him, and I can't even speak because my face is forced into his chest.
We're dropped into a cage with the exact same layout and design as the bedroom we were just in, except black and also inside of a cage. Since when was Caine this lazy?
I pull myself up, looking down at the dress I was forced into. The top fits pretty tightly while still being comfortable, the gown is pretty fluffy…Am I wearing heels?
“The pacing of this adventure is giving me insane whiplash…” I look towards Jax. His armor is mostly protective, a tight bodysuit visible underneath the metal. He even has little metal boots. A sword rests at his hip, and a small detachable shield is on his arm, which he's currently attempting to take off. Why does he have a weapon if he's not going to be fighting anything? He's stuck in here with me!
It suddenly hits me that I'm alone in a cage with Jax, and I get increasingly more uncomfortable at that revelation. Oh fuck.
“So. You gonna bring up yesterday first, or am I going to?” He stands up from where he was dropped and looks towards me, his eyes narrowing. I roll my eyes at him and move to sit on the bed.
“You're uncharacteristically vulnerable today.”
“And you're deflecting. Again.” His foot stamps at me impatiently.
“I just…I don’t want to do this. I don't want to talk right now.”
“And when do you?” His annoyance doesn’t lessen. “You’re not seriously trying to pull that whole ‘memory loss’ thing again, right? Because I can tell you’re lying about it.”
He approaches me, a smirk crawling onto his face as he tries to act like he doesn’t really care. He’s planning something, but I can’t tell what.
“But if you’re gonna keep that act up, I might as well play along. A knight is always loyal to his princess, right? I’d hate to defy your will, your highness.”
What? WHAT??? HUH??? “Listen, I can explai—”
“I don't really care about an explanation.”
“...what?”
“I'm not here to listen to you whine about your feelings, alright? You're just going to cry about how life sucks here, and as much as it does, I don't need YOU to tell me that. I'd much prefer giving you a little reminder of what you supposedly don't remember from yesterday. And what better time to remind you than now, alone in a cage with no bystanders?” I blink.
His body language, his tone of voice—all of it screamed vulnerability, like he was desperate for a chance to be real with someone for once, even if his were far from it.
Is it weird to say I'd hate if that honor came to me? Is it weird to say I really would prefer that reminder over any emotional moment right now? My mind is a wreck. It’s been a wreck. Whatever happened yesterday was just the epitome of that, especially if I can’t remember it. I need a distraction.
…but I'm scared of what I’m going to be reminded of or what it’s even distracting me from. I can only gather what it likely is from context clues. I don’t know if I’m ready for it.
“What exactly do you want to remind me of?”
He smirks, approaching the bed as nonchalantly as he can, though I can see the excitement in his eyes.
“Oh, you know. We didn't exactly get to go as far as I hoped, princess. As much as I hate to admit it, you got me more than riled up with that lovey-dovey bullcrap you spewed out. It was cute how much you wanted me. Even if we didn't do anything, you…actually seemed to be fine just being with me.”
He laughs, pushing me down onto the bed in the same way he was trying to intimidate me before. “Which couldn’t be the case. I’ve been around myself long enough to know that, so the only other explanation is that you’re just a freak that's way too into me for your own good. What kind of a weirdo are you, huh?”
I glare. I wish I knew him well enough to be able to tell whether or not he was being serious. Before I can even respond, he kisses my neck, and any objections I have die in my throat.
He doesn't stop, still kissing at my neck, eventually sucking and biting at my collarbone. I try to keep my whimpers down, but some escape me, which just causes him to get more excited. He giggles, and I can feel his tail wagging.
“Aren't you pathetic. Already whimpering and I haven't even done anything. How long have you been this eager for, huh?”
His hands travel my body, feeling the tightness of my top and gripping my skirt tightly. I grab his hand, my voice breathy. “Don't rip it…”
He grumbles in response. “You take it off, then.”
I hesitate, but I am aware of how much I want this too. Even with how embarrassed I am by it, I start stripping right underneath him, feeling his stare travel my body the more I reveal myself.
“Y-you're…you're staring.”
“I know.” I can feel him holding himself back from touching me, like there's something stopping him. Once I finally take off the entire dress, leaving me in nothing, his hand cups my breast. He squeezes lightly, and I can't help but feel dizzy at the sensation.
Before I can even comprehend it, he's ripping apart his own attire, trying to find a way to get himself inside me as soon as possible.
As soon as he figures out how his own outfit works, his cock is out, resting on my stomach. His pupils are wide, dilated as he examines my face for my reaction to him. He smirks at my wide-eyed, nervous reaction, patting my head in such a patronizing way I'd be beyond mad at him at any other point in time. But right now…
There's a short pause before he sinks into me with a low moan, completely catching me off guard as I grip the comforter underneath me tightly. His face is buried into my shoulder as he pushes deeper, stretching me out as he pins me down, gently rubbing the palm of my hand. He suddenly pulls his hips from mine as much as he can, slowly but surely, before pounding back into me with a desperate roll of his hips.
“F-fuck-! Jax…!” My grip on him only tightens as he begins to slowly move into me over and over.
“Sh…shut u-up-! I don't want to hear your stupid…breathy voice…” He doesn't move his head from the nape of my neck, hiding his face from me and trying to keep his own whines quiet as he slowly quickens his pace. Whatever words I try to say are only replaced by desperate moans and gasps for air.
The room only seems to get hotter as he finally pulls away from my neck and lets his lips crash into mine. His hand goes to the back of my head, pushing my lips harder onto his own while his other hand pulls my thighs further apart. I pull away from the kiss to take a breath, and he doesn't hesitate in planting more kisses and bites on my neck.
His hips continuously stutter, legs shifting around almost nervously. He lightly whispers to me to ask if I'm doing alright as he keeps going, and I just nod, covering my face in slight embarrassment at just how good he's making me feel. His hands pull mine away from my face, pinning me against the bed again as he mumbles something about “not wanting me to do that.” I tilt my head with a confused look, and he scoffs.
“What’s with…What’s with that look, huh!?” His breath is heavy as he talks. He’s quite obviously nervous about something. He hasn’t stopped or slowed down, and I can still barely talk over the noise of my own pleasure. I manage to lightly speak my mind briefly.
“It’s…haah, real cute how hard you’re trying to come off as dominant…”
He stops, a blush creeping onto his face. “Can’t you ever SHUT UP?!” He slams into me a little harder than before, his hold on my wrists tightening up to the point where it almost hurts. He keeps going, still trying to hide his face from me. Cute…
My legs wrap around his waist while he seems to only quicken his pace, and before he can even say anything...
More senseless drabble while the next chapter of my one fic is both delayed and rotting as ive been losing motivation so badly lol. Bear with me as time goes on pretty pls!!
This is mostly just fluff, just a little bit suggestive, and less serious compared to pt. 1 (linked here btw). U might wanna read part one just bc I do reference it a lot here lmao....Enjoyyy ^^ probablynworse than pt 1 bc im not reading over this after typing it but who even gaf
- kinda mentioned this in part one but his favorite thing to do is just cuddle with you in bed no matter what mood he's really in. Jax is so very horrible at actually expressing his true feelings verbally so most of the time he lets himself be a little softer around you and hopes you get the idea. His love language is totally physical affection
- I know hes completely smooth and supposed to be a rubber toy but guys. Jax has fur guys. I promise he does guys. Trust me ive touched him before
- if you mess up his fur too much he'll get really annoyed but he won't get too angry because he either doesn't have the energy for it or he can't stay mad at you for too long because your touch feels that nice.
- as your relationship with him goes on, the other circus members eventually notice that he treats you differently than everyone else, but in a way that wasn't outright bullying you. He never really denied dating you, but he never confirmed it, so you never confirmed it to the others either, even if it hurt a little in the back of your mind. It isn't until about a month into dating him that he actually calls you his s/o in front of other people. Only Ragatha is surprised by this information.
- he talks big but can't actually match the energy he says he has. If he wasn't so insistent on being on top, he'd probably crumble underneath your touch. Even when he is on top, he's VERY noisy. He tries to hide this, but when his head is basically right next to your ear, it's impossible to ignore his whines. You will bother him about this endlessly, but he will refuse to acknowledge this as the truth
- his ears in the show are basically just cylinders but I feel like they can twitch and flap just like regular rabbits ears do but in a more cartoonish way. I also feel like they're there for purely cosmetic reasons when you consider the amount of times he doesnt listen to anything
- if you were to stroke his ears, he would absolutely fall apart at the sensation. He let you touch them one out of the kindness in his heart, but he wasn't actually expecting them to be SENSITIVE! His entire head is pretty sensitive, so even a simple pat on the head when he's stressed is enough to at least distract him a little for a brief moment and ground him.
- speaking of being grounded, it's pretty clear jax is in a pretty dissociative state for the majority of his time at the circus. Most evident in the spudsy's episode, a big part of the reason he's able to handle his time at the circus is because he just spaces out most of the time and doesn't really focus on the finer details. Hence why you can both improve his mood and ruin it at the same time.
- you can help him regulate his emotions just a tad, but regulation of his emotions requires focusing on what's around him, and the moment he does that, reality starts crashing into him, and that can really get to him HARD on some days. Your support almost makes him feel WORSE for a wide variety of reasons. The moment he feels like he can be rid of whatever his guilt holds, a new version of it crawls into his head.
- even with your help and assurance that his vulnerability is completely normal, he continues to bottle up a lot of his thoughts and feelings. This time, even when you DO notice and confront him about it, he puts off the conversation and keeps it all to himself. After all, you already know enough! In fact, he insists you've already learned everything about him, and there's nothing more to learn.
- the thing about Jax is that he's a horrible liar and an even worse manipulator. He probably WON'T open up to you on his own—in fact, you had to FORCE him to do so the last time you had any progress in helping him work through his issues (you're really taking the therapist role in his life, aren't you? Damn it.) and THAT seemingly worked fine for him—but you can't keep forcing that kind of thing out of him. He needs to improve on his own...but you know he likely won't. Unless a miracle hits the circus, he isn't going to change without your intervention, not that said interventions are guaranteed to properly "fix him," anyways.
- after a strong reflection done on your own time, you decide to be much more...subtle in your approach to helping him get better. Just a nudge in the right direction. Hinting at what should be done. It isn't going to work, but it's worth a shot, isn't it...?
- in the end, you still find him laying on top of you in the middle of the night, half asleep and just a little happier than he was before you really came into his life. He's half-asleep, just staring at your as he absentmindedly rubs your hip. He mumbles something about really liking all of this before he holds you closer to him and eventually dozes off.
☆ ○ tags: jax/reader, jax/reader smut, funnybunny (reader can also be read as pomni), jaxpom, smut, just a bit of fluff, memory loss/memory related, princess/knight, fake medieval, afab/fem reader, loss of virginity, porn with plot, porn with feelings, getting caught in the middle of sex, caine to is in this episode ○ ☆
Summary: Reader has been so stressed lately as memories of her not-so-great life before the circus come back to her against her will, not that she'll ever explicitly acknowledge it, and also she has to deal with Jax, who is somewhat bothered by this sudden memory loss because of something that had happened at Spudsy's the day before...
I lied abt posting all the chapters immediately. Lmao. This fic is also available here on a03 where all the other chapters i haven't posted are available and here on tumblr :3 hopefully i bother to release the other chapters as the week goes on........
Jax barely stops moving, only slowing down to a torturous pace as he looks towards…Caine, who is currently floating about 4 feet above us. I hope he can't see the tears flowing through my eyes. It's a little embarrassing to be walked (or…floated?) in on like this, But Jax doesn't even seem to care…he's still going, albeit very, very slowly—WHY IS HE STILL GOING?!
“Oh, heya Caine.” Jax smirks up at Caine as his grip tightens on my wrists. “What are you doing here?”
Caine tilts his head at us. “I just wanted to check up on you both! I was scared you were getting violent with the princess and rushed to prevent you from going off script, but by the looks of it, you're…not. Mind explaining this course of action to me, please? I don't think I'm aware of it.”
“I-it's—!”
“It's a totally normal thing that knights who are loyal to their beautiful princesses do, of course. A natural expression of love. Nothing violent here.” I can see (and feel) him holding back…some kind of noise. I can't tell if it's laughter or something else.
“It's normal? Well, did you have to rip your costume for it? I spent a lot of time on that thing…”
“Mmm, yeah…totally my bad. Besides that, it’s entirely in character for the both of us. A little improv won’t hurt, will it?.” His voice is a little breathless, looking up at Caine with the dumbest smirk I've ever seen on him as he's STILL punctuating every other sentence with chaste thrusts. “You might wanna consider not interrupting us. It's seen as a little rude where I'm from. Wouldn't wanna speak on behalf of her majesty, but I can only assume it's the same for her, right?”
His thumb lovingly rubs the inside of my palm, and I can feel myself shiver a bit. God, pull yourself together…
I nervously speak up with a soft whisper, hoping my voice doesn't sound too weird in the wake of what we're doing right in front of Caine. “Y-yeah, it’s…normal…”
…That's really all I can muster out of myself without going insane.
Caine puts on his ringmaster act again, whimsically grabbing his floating cane. “Well then, I'll leave you two lovebirds to your roles! Great performances, by the way, I am LOVING this interpretation!” He exits through another one of his portals, leaving me and Jax to our own.
After a bit of breathy silence, Jax wraps his arms tightly around me, bringing his lips to mine as he slowly begins to quicken his pace, still trying and failing to hide his obvious nervousness.
He brings one of his hands to my thigh, and his lips detach from mine as he laughs lightly at the condition I’m in. I try to say anything to him, but I still can't make anything audible over my moaning. I don't even know what I'd want to convey to him anyway.
“Having a good time, princess?”
He's trying so hard to be tough while I can feel his trembles and his tail wagging. His ears slowly droop down as he keeps going and his voice has gotten progressively shakier. My hands claw at the metal armor on his back as he bends my body in half, keeping us in a mating press as he keeps going deeper…
“Oh my god, I…Jax, I can’t—!”
“Didn’t I t-tell you to…to shut up already?!” Despite him telling me very loudly to shut up, he kisses my neck and continues to tell me to “keep going” under his breath. My hand trails up his back and goes to the back of his head, gently petting him. He flinches, but doesn’t stop me.
He almost…whines at the feeling. He moves to look down at me, his arms still holding me tight. “Could ya STOP tryna…g-get all affectionate? This…this doesn’t mean anything, you know that, r-right?” His voice is desperate, but not because he’s begging me to stop being…nice, or whatever the hell he’s talking about. He’s close.
My voice comes out as a whisper, and I look him in the eyes.
“If it doesn’t mean anything, prove it. Pull out right now and I’ll believe you.”
His expression darkens a bit, and in his contemplative and still silence, he starts pounding into me as hard as he can, pinning me to the bed again.
“I don’t have to prove ANYTHING to you, alright, your majesty?!”
I’m practically seeing stars at this point. I feel weaker than I ever have before, but god if it isn’t addictively good. I can’t remember the last time I’ve felt this way. I can’t remember anything in this moment, and I hate how much he’s taken my mind, how much he’s taken me—!
Before I know it, I’m actually begging for more, and I’m so out of it that I don’t even say anything about how much he’s actually praising me (and not trying to hide it).
“You…you feel too perfect for this to…!”
“Don’t—! S…shit, don’t ever stop—!!”
I squirm underneath him as I feel myself finish at the sensation. It's indescribable. I’m not sure if it’s euphoric or beyond sobering.
He wraps his arms around me desperately as he chases his own climax, groaning as he finally shoots thick ropes into my body. He pulls out, just resting. He doesn’t fall asleep, but he’s clearly exhausted as he buries his face into my neck. I don’t move, my arms staying wrapped around him as post-nut clarity hits me faster than I’d like. Not that I wasn’t expecting after…this.
“...You’re really…REALLY annoying, you know that?” He breaths out, his hand moving gently rub my hip.
I sigh. I don’t really know what to say.
…why did we even DO this?
I sit up on the bed, making sure he can actually stand as I do so. “Do you…need anything? You look kinda tired.”
He snaps out of whatever daze he was in and gives me his usual smirk. “Are you actually worried about your humble knight, princess?” I grab my discarded gown and start slipping it on again, looking towards him.
“I mean, I guess I can’t give you proper aftercare, but…”
…
He tilts his head at me, giving me a confused look I don't see on him often. “Sorry, what?”
I blink. “...well, you know. Considering I can't, like…get you a glass of water or anything like that. Because we’re in a cage.”
“What is—” He looks around at our surroundings as I remind him that we're inside a cage. “Oh, right. We're in a cage. I forgot, hah.”
He stretches his arms and back a bit before somehow fixing his ripped bodysuit and making himself decent.
“Well, that's the end of that. Now we have to sit here and wallow in the aftermath. Ain’t that fun?”
He sits next to me as I’m lying down. I can see his tail wagging. “And wasn’t that better than some boring heart-to-heart?”
“...Jax, if there’s something you want to talk about, you CAN tell me about it. You know that, right?” I’m a little scared that he’ll get real pissy if I try to actually get him to talk since he seems ever so allergic to proper conversations. As long as I keep it simple and gentle, he’ll come around, right?
He scoffs at my words, almost laughing. “I meant it when I said that it didn’t mean anything. You don’t have to immediately get all sappy with me just because you had a good time, princess.”
“Jax, this isn’t about any hypothetical feelings I have towards you. Not everything I do has some ulterior motive for my own personal gain; I'm just making sure you understand that you can actually be genuine with me without fear.”
I’m not sure if any of that was simple or gentle. Either way, he doesn’t respond, but he lies down next to me soon after.
After a bout of awkward silence, I rest my head on his shoulder. He flinches, but he isn’t immediately pushing me off, which is nice. The armor pokes at my neck a bit, but I don’t really care. It’s not like it’s uncomfortable, anyway…
Just as he’s about to do something, two thick packets are dropped right onto us without warning. I take the paper off my face and look at the front.
“SURPRISE!!!!!! The script has been changed!!!!!!!! Check the thing for new info!!!!! You’ll be sent to your spots in the story soon!!!!! Bye bye!!!!!!!! Have FUN!!!!! From your favorite ringmaster CAINE(that's me!)!!!”
I check my page. It’s practically gibberish, but the gist is that there’s going to be some royal ball we’ll be going to instead of some dark force keeping us in here, and the goal is to make sure the NPCs are entertained. If they aren’t happy with the celebration, they’ll leave and we lose, but if we win, we get an “ULTRA MEGA PRIZE!!!!” (no other details provided). Why did he write the first script if we weren’t going to actually follow through with it’s plot? We just got dropped in this cage for nothing??
“Oh boy, he took out Zooble being hit with a rock. This sequel sucks.” Jax smirks as he sits up, poking my side. “You excited for a fancy party, your highness?”
I don't respond, attempting to stand up and failing almost instantly. My legs are still so shaky from…well, Jax.
He raises an eyebrow. “You nervous or something? It's just a fancy party with a bunch of NPCs. Don't sweat it, princess.”
“I'm not nervous, my legs are just shaky from…you know.” I still sound a little out of breath.
He tilts his head at me, sounding more curious about it than concerned. “Is that, uh, bad?”
“Not…particularly? I mean, I've been in worse condition after sleeping with someone. Having trouble walking after being that rough is—”
His eyes are wide. “You've slept with other guys?”
“...I mean, I've slept with a decent amount of people. I was a little…insane during high school. I was just trying to figure myself out, you know.”
“Huh.”
He's uncharacteristically quiet, his pupils growing slightly as he looks down at me. He soon snaps out of it, putting a smirk back on again. “Psshhh, you? Being ‘insane in high school?’ I find that hard to believe. Kinda figured you were the type to save yourself for the right person instead of being such a horndog.”
I'm almost offended at that. “Why? Because I'm not like that now?”
He pokes my forehead. “No, because you're a huge dork.”
“Well, that's… actually pretty fair. Also kind of what I said in the first place.” He just smirks, throwing the script in his hands to the side and standing up, grabbing his sword.
“I wonder if I'll even be able to use this dumb sword. You think I'll be able to protect you from evil using this piece of scrap metal, princess?”
I snicker a bit. Cartoon logic can only get someone so far. “I doubt it.”
He gasps in mock offense. “You're seriously doubting your loyal knight? Gosh, I don't even think I know who you are anymore. This isn't the princess I swore to protect all those years ago…” He sheds a fake tear, turning away.
I stand up, legs still shaking, and kiss his cheek. “There. You feel any better, Sir Jax?”
He immediately stops, and I see a faint blush come across his face. He immediately shakes it off and looks away, hiding any trace of a smile and waving me off. “Not at all, your highness.”
We’re then spontaneously teleported to the ball. It’s in this big, gaudy, stereotypical ballroom, decorated much like my bedroom. I’m sitting on some weird, regal throne with Jax by my side as guests arrive, waiting for whoever the king is to come and actually announce the beginning of the ball. Curious, there’s no chair for a queen.
But I was able to see everyone else’s roles in this little adventure. Gangle, who doesn’t seem to be attending, is a baroque painter (at least, that’s what every NPC describes her to be—all of the art of hers that’s on display doesn’t seem to be any different from her typical artstyle). Zooble is the royal blacksmith, Ragatha is a noblewoman, and Kinger is, surprise surprise, the king. He’s dragged onto the throne by a few NPCs. Unlike everyone else, he’s just wearing his normal clothes. An NPC tells him something, and he nods solemnly, as if it was something serious.
Jax pokes my shoulder, leaning to the side a bit. “You look really prissy sitting up here, ya know. You think these guys are gonna revolt against the monarchy or something?”
I shrug. “Considering how this adventure is far from medieval and more of a French Revolution kind of deal, I actually wouldn’t rule that out.”
He raises an eyebrow at that, seemingly actually thinking about it. “Huh. If they put you into the guillotine, am I gonna have to be executed too?”
“Yeah, because I’ll tell them to.”
“Hah, like they’re gonna listen to an overthrown princess.”
Suddenly, Kinger stands up. He clears his throat to gain the attention of the party-goers. Once every has his eyes on him, he screams.
“BALL!!!!!!”
Everyone cheers and applauds loudly. Seems like the ball has begun…? Idle chatter fills the room, and I feel Jax poke my side again. He leans down in front of me to meet my eye level.
“You really just gonna sit at your throne the whole time, princess? C’mon!” He drags me off of the throne without warning.
“H-hey, it’s not like I wanted to be on that thing anyways! Where are we going—!?” He smirks, still dragging me to the exit.
“Look, there’s gotta be something more interesting to do here. You don’t mind being my little accomplice, do ya?”
We’re roaming the halls of the mostly empty castle, the sounds of the ball in the background slowly fading out the further we walk from it. The only light in the hall is the soft light from the moon shining through the windows.
“You never told me where we were going.” I cross my arms as I continue following him, even if I’m a little worried as to what the point of this is.
He stops in front of me, getting more smug by the minute.
“WEEEELLLLLL, for your information, I happened to notice a building labelled ‘SCARY DUNGEON FULL OF MONSTERS’ while we were being taken by that giant hand. You didn’t see it? It was actually pretty noticeable."
I happen to recall being unable to see ANYTHING when we were taken from the castle because of…uh…I don’t really wanna think about it right now, actually. “I wasn’t, uh…whatever. You’re seriously just gonna let whatever’s in there loose into the ball or something?”
“I would never.” He laughs, continuing to walk forward. “I’ve got something else planned for a dungeon full of monsters, thank you very much.”
“Really? What’s your plan, then?”
“...I lied, my plan was just going to be releasing the scary dungeon monsters into the ball.”
I roll my eyes, moving to walk with him again. “You seriously think Caine has actual scary monsters here? Who’s to say the scary dungeon full of monsters is even scary at all?”
He looks back towards me, smirk widening. “C’mooooon, you know how Caine is. Even if this is clearly Ragatha’s suggestion that he’s trying to say is his own little adventure concept, there’s no way we’d be going on an adventure where we’re just partying and having a good time. If it wasn’t me, it’d probably be him. It’s not like he’d put dungeon monsters here for nothing.”
It takes me a moment to fully understand what he means. It does make sense…I guess?
After aimlessly walking around, we eventually find the dungeon entrance. He opens the door to the dungeon for me, bowing all politely. “You first, m'lady.”
thats right, i'm actually making a system for requests now. because I've actually gotten 0 that I can and/or want to do lmao
I know its boring as hell and I dont want all of what I post here to just be fulfilling requests from anons and other askers but I think doing this kind of thing will be good writing practice for me in the future so I might as well have fun doing it! Who gaf! Ive seen like 10 other blogs doing this(though im only following one) and they all have a rules list or something so I guess I'll do that!
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- korekiyo.
- I probably just won't write for any of the npcs from omori or tadc, pretty much anyone outside of the main characters is someone I won't write for
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no, i have not made this big epic beebite_1987 mega ultimate ultra power ninja turbo neo multi alpha sigma meta ultra beta prefix supercalifragilisticexpialidocious combo request fic yet. but when I do, the request guide and this post will be updated with the link and such!!!! ive been working on requests diligently, i swear, i know im taking forever but I literally had ZERO REQUESTS over winter break and i then i got like 10 as soon as school started for me like dont even joke lad im sorrybguys I have college work
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