#jax x reader

[subtlewhispermystery]

transfem!Jax coming out to you!

Jax exhales, puffing out air as she paces infront of your door, what would she even say! “Oh hey! Yeah so im actually a girl” well- that could work but still!! How would you react, would you gush over her and freak out or would you be transphobic and invalidate her! All these insecure thoughts practically take over her, she doesn’t even notice the door opening….

Should this be continues

yes!!

No, it’s fine like this

Remaining time: 2 days 4 hours

[sssillysevyyy]

thinkin about the concept of Jax having a daughter in the real world

like just imagining him and Pomni have a daughter together, and she’s not actually a terrible parent

Sure Jax might lightly tease her and everything, but still cares

what really brought this to mind was thinking about him beating up his daughters boyfriend

It brings a smile to my face 🙂‍↕️🤭😅

Lemme know if I should try writing a drabble about this scenario 😂 and if it should be from the POV of the daughters or not

[menofletters-and-mayhem]

part seven - trespassing

summary: Everything has finally reached a boiling point. Her and Jax can no longer ignore the fire burning for one another.

word count: 2.5k

pairings: Jax x Reader

warnings/tags: 18+ only. MDNI. Enemies to lovers. Heavy kissing. Language. Sexual tension. Oral (f&m receiving). P in V (unprotected- no glove no love). Dirty talk. Pet names. Rough sex. Cocky Jax. Multiple orgasms. Forced orgasm if ya squint.

a/n: omg it feels so good to finally get this chapter out. This is the breaking point, but there will be more to come. I missed writing this and I hope everyone is still interested, haha

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“Fuck,” he whispered and rested the tip of his nose against yours. “Tell me to stop right now, darlin’.”

“No chance.”

Jackson’s mouth crashed into yours with a roughness you hadn’t ever experienced. You raised your eyebrows before melting into his kiss.

He was not gentle, not even close. He was desperate, almost angry as his teeth and tongue collided with yours, stealing the breath right from your lungs. Any fight that you had left in you was long gone now. You were done, reduced to a surrendered heap in his arms.

His hands grabbed your hips, forcing your t-shirt up just enough to expose the soft and tender flesh that his fingers were now digging into. Jax pulled you closer into him by the back of your head, his fingers entwining with your hair. You moaned loudly into his mouth, and he quickly broke the kiss, looking down at you with that cocky, arrogant grin.

"Liar," Jax growled against your lips as he leaned in closer to you. One hand slid up your flank, the other gripped even tighter into your hair. He quickly yanked your head back, exposing your throat. He slowly, and torturously peppered warm, wet kisses down your neck. His teeth gently grazed from your throat, and over to the thick vein where your pulse was pounding out of your flesh.

"You been lyin' this whole time, darlin’." he said against your beating pulse, his warm breath against your sensitive skin made the hairs on the back of your neck rise.

You really wanted to argue with him, to push back a little more, to tease him a little more. You enjoyed this game the two of you had, pretending to hate each other, but deep down the flames in your belly burned hotter every time you had seen him. You had two choices. Keep pushing away, or to give in.

Your body made that choice for you as your hips rolled against his. You needed friction, movement, something. Against your will, a small shriek came out of your mouth and he replied with a grunt and a snicker, his arrogance getting inflated with each second that passed.

"Tell me. sweetie," he said with a grunt, his strong hand sliding down the small of your back and down further to tightly squeeze your ass. The two of you were nose to nose now, as he gently grazed your bottom lip with his teeth. "C’mon,” Jax grinned. “Tell me you don't want me."

But you couldn’t.

All you could do was cling to him, moaning as he snaked his hand up your belly over your shirt, slowly until he reached your breasts. He palmed over the fabric, his thumb rubbing over your nipple until it hardened into a firm nub against your shirt. "Jax..." was all you could manage. You were a breathless wreck against him.

"Thought so.”

He pulled back just enough to look at you, and there was a dark arrogant satisfaction that flickered in his blue eyes. Without warning, he scooped you up with one arm under your knees and the other around your back. As if you weighed nothing, Jax strode towards your bedroom, and you giggled as your wrapped your legs around his waist. He pushed your bedroom open with his broad shoulder, and tumbled onto the bed with you in his arms.

Jackson’s firm weight pressed you into the mattress as it dipped down under you. His hips softly grinded against yours, and you could feel how hard he was through his denim. A warm jolt of electricity coursed through your veins, and directly to your core.

Jax sat up just enough to yank his kutte off and toss it aside, then his shirt followed. His body was picturesque and beautiful. You couldn’t help but admire his physique as you traced the contours of his muscles and the ink on his chest. He watched you with lust filled eyes before reaching down and grabbing the hem of your shirt.

“Your turn,” he said as he gently pulled it off of you. His rough and calloused hands running along your smooth skin made your entire body fill with goosebumps. He noticed, but didn't say anything, he just smirked at you.

"Fuck," he breathed, lowering himself down to take one of the swollen buds into his mouth. You arched into him in response, your fingers threading through his blonde locks as he sucked a lapped at your tender nipple. He palmed your other breast with his free hand and you were writhing and squirming underneath him.

He kissed his way down your stomach, leaving a trail of wet saliva in his wake. He took his time, sucking, nibbling, and kissing until he reached the waistband of your jeans. You held your breath the entire time, nervous for what was going to happen next, but excited. He stopped once he reached your waist, looking up at you with a dark wickedness that immediately made a warm wetness pool in your panties.

“You gonna tell me to stop?" He asked with that evil grin that you loved so much.

All you could do was breathlessly shake your head.

Jax took a deep breathe and muttered “mhm” as he removed your jeans and panties quicker than you thought possible. He roughly tugged them off, leaving you feeling bare and exposed.

He sat back on his heels, letting his gaze roam over you and a low hum escaped his mouth.

"Awwww,” he cooed, scrubbing a hand down his face. “Look at you," he said, and you couldn’t tell if he was being sympathetic, or degrading, or both.

"All exposed f’me like this,” he grunted as he coerced your legs open at the knees. “Been wantin’ this forever, darlin’.”

Your blood ran warm, and before you could even respond, you felt two fingers scissoring along your soft pussy lips. You arched up higher, bringing your mound closer to his lips, silently begging him for more. Jax’s breath was warm against your swollen bundle of nerves, but he still wasn’t close enough.

“Look at you,” he murmured. "Already so wet for me, darlin'," he murmured, dragging one finger through your slit, closer to your sex. Your breath hitched once more when he brought the pad of his finger to his lips. "Tastes so goddamn sweet."

And finally, he dove in, gently sucking and nibbling on your swollen clit. He started off soft, and slow, and before long, he was eating you out like a man starved.

“Fuck!” You shrieked, squeezing your eyes shut and gripping at the pillows. It wasn’t going to be long before you came completely undone beneath him.

He was skilled, and ruthless as he lapped up your juices in long flat strokes before taking your clit back in his mouth. You cried out, bucking against his face, but his hands clamped down on your hips, holding you down.

You were a shuddering mess, but he wanted more. He slowly circled two digits around your dripping hole before entering then inch by inch.

"Please, Jax," you gasped, begging for him to not stop.

He heard your pleas and curled his two fingers up to hit that perfect spot.

Jax stopped licking to look up at you through his long lashes.

"You like that, darlin'?" he asked, pumping his fingers in and out while his tongue went back to the assault on your clit.

“Yes,” you whimpered. “Please, Jax.”

"Feels so tight around my fingers,” he groaned against your cunt. “Bet that pussy's gonna feel even better around my cock."

His voice alone was enough to put you over the edge. And you were close. So fucking close that the pressure in your belly was building like a tightly coiled spring. And he knew. He felt it. And we wasn’t going to stop, so he entered a third finger into your cunt, picking up the pace, working you faster and faster. Stretching you, and fucking you with his fingers.

"Cum for me," he growled against you. “Need to feel you cum on my fingers baby.”

And just like that, the tight spring in your belly released and your body and cunt convulsed. A quiet shriek tore from your throat as your walls pulsated around his fingers.

“That’s it,” he praised, working you through your aftershocks. “Atta girl, cumming so hard f’me arentcha?”

He worked you more gently through the aftershocks, not stopping until he knew you were done.

“Good girl,” he whispered as he crawled up your torso, snaking his slick covered hands along your skin. Once he made his way to your face, he kissed you deeply, and you could taste your arousal on his tongue.

"Your turn," he said, his voice rough with need.

He slid on the bed next to you and you planted one more kiss on his lips as you straddled his thighs. You were struggling with his button and zipper, your hands still trembling from your orgasm.

“Here, baby,” he said, quickly flicking his fly open for you. With a lift of his hips you gently pulled his jeans and boxers down and when his cock flung free, your jaw dropped. It was hard, thick and heavy.

“Jax…” you muttered in surprise and gripped the base tightly. You gently stroked and ran your fingertips up his shaft.

“Don’t tease,” he warned with a grin. “Be a good girl.”

You whimpered at his dominance as you leaned down to press a kiss on his velvety head, down his shaft.

His hands fisted in the sheets, and the sight of him undone sent a thrill through you. You wanted to tease him a little more, and you slowly took him in your mouth little by little. You could feel his muscles tightening as he groaned with pleasure.

"Fuck," he hissed, one hand tangling in your hair. "Just like that, baby. Goddamn."

You hollowed your cheeks, swirling your tongue around his cock. You were slow and controlled at first, but then you picked up the base. Jax’s hips involuntarily bucked, forcing his cock deeper down your throat. You gagged just a little bit at the intrusion. Once his cock was slick from your saliva, you gently stroked his shaft while sucking the tip.

Spit was beginning to pool in the webbing of your fingers, and Jax wasn’t sure how much he could take.

He let you work for another moment before gently pulling you off, pulling you up to lie down beside him.

"As much as I love that mouth," he said, rolling you over on your belly. "I gotta be inside you."

Before you knew it, he was behind you, nudging your thighs apart with his knees. Jax lined himself up with your entrance, gently rubbing it along your folds. You couldn’t help the whimper that escaped you.

“Jax,” you whined, and he chuckled in response.

"I knew you wanted me," he murmured against your back, his voice a low drone of arrogance and need.

He pushed inside you in one smooth, deep stroke, and you both groaned in unison. He filled you completely, stretching you out in the most euphoric way. He stilled for a moment, letting you adjust, then started to pick up the pace.

Your eyes rolled back in ecstasy as the veins of his cock massaged your inner walls, the velvety head massaging you g-spot.

“Fuck,” you cried out.

"Look at you, takin' me so good," he said, his hips slapping against your ass with each thrust. "This pussy's made for me, aint it baby?"

The only response you could muster was a whine and a moan. Your fingers gripped the sheets so tight that your fingernails were leaving half moon imprints on your palms.

“F-fuck,” you responded. “Y-yeah, Jax.”

The angle was devastating as Jax was hitting spots you didn't even know existed. To add insult to injury, he reached around, his fingers finding your clit, rubbing in tight circles while he pounded you.

“Jax!” You yelled, the pleasure completely taking over. Every nerve ending in your body tingles. "I'm gonna cum again," you cried, your voice breaking.

"That's right, darlin'. Cum for me. Let me feel it."

Another orgasm crashed through you like electricity. It was even more intense than before, and your walls were massaging his cock.

“Fuck,” he grunted as he quickly pulled out, flipping you over on your back and lifting one leg over his shoulder. You couldn’t speak, you could hardly move. Your eyes were half shut, and he leaned in to breathe in the scent of your sweat.

“Look atchu,” he cooed. “All cock drunk f’me, darlin’.”

He slid back into you with ease, getting even deeper than before. Each stroke he managed to get deeper and deeper, hitting your cervix with each thrust.

“Ah, fuck,” you winced, having a hard time decided if it was pleasure or pain you were feeling.

"One more," he said, his voice breathy and tired. “I want one more.”

Jax leaned down again, capturing your mouth in a rough and bruising kiss, his tongue mimicking the rhythm of his hips. Snaking his hand down your sweaty torso, and between your legs, he found your clit once more. You twitched and grabbed his hand, unsure if you can take anymore.

“Jax, please,” you whined, digging your fingertips into his hands.

“Nuh uh,” he said, using his free hand to remove the grip you had on him before rubbing your swollen clit, hard and fast. “You got this baby.”

You cried out, his thrusts not easing up, the rough circles on your tender bundle getting even faster.

“Fuck,” you cried out. Your body tensed and arched and you felt that familiar coil form quicker now.

"I can feel you tightenin'," he said against your lips. "Such a greedy little pussy. You love bein' fucked like this, don't you?"

You nodded, tears of pleasure burning your eyes. "Yes, yes, yes…."

"Then cum. Now."

Your mind and body obeyed, convulsing and spasming around him.

“Thassa good girl.”

He quickly followed suit, his hips stuttering as he spilled his warm seed inside of you. A guttural groan escaped his throat as he slumped against you. You both were breathing heavily, both slick with sweat.

After a moment, he shifted, finally pulling out and collapsing beside you. Now, it was quiet, heavy. You weren’t sure if you should feel awkward or comfortable. But the silence… the silence was making you nervous. Until you turned your head to look at him to find him slumped in your pillows, his face relaxed and eyes closed.

"Still don't want me?" he asked, a lazy smirk curling his lips.

You laughed, and gently slapped his bare chest. "Shut up."

He pulled you close, tucking you against his side. You couldn’t help but sink into him and nuzzle into his chest.

The fight was still there, simmering under the surface, but for now, it was quiet. And you had a feeling that once tomorrow came, things were going to be very different.

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[kenniilovesthethicc]

A spiritual sequel to my previous NSFW fic in a way, though there's no sex in this one just a lot of fondling hehe

Jax ♡ Reader || Curvature

Synopsis: After Jax had been transitioned for a while, she starts to feel more confident in her body. She also becomes acutely aware of how easy it is to be a tease with her assets. You get a bit bold and dare to explore those features. Jax realizes she underestimated how good it would feel

Contains tiddy touching and petting in general, as well as biting because it's freaking Jax here (18+ obviously)

___

Women made up a majority of the folk inside the circus. Jax's coming out and transition made the population even more dominant in pink. Regardless of if you were a boy, girl, or even a Zooble, the feminine atmosphere was very welcoming. The bunny herself had finally found herself, and it was both a blessing and a curse.

Jax was always a flirt. Often times just to be annoying. It was especially hard to deal with when you were extremely attracted to her and a total simp.

"Whatcha up to, pipsqueak?" The tall girl bent down to your level, boobs front and center.

"Reading, an activity you probably haven't done since school." You tried to cover up your obvious flushness with banter, but she was onto you. Taking a casual seat, Jax feigned a yawn with her wide maw. "Boooriiing! It isn't even one of Gangle's Manga with the pictures in them. You're so nerdy, dude."

Ready for a challenge, you took the bait. "I shall prove to you that I'm no mere nerd, cottontail!" With a wicked, fanged grin, she sat upwards. "M'kay, how about you go ahead and grab my tits?" Gulp. Turning pink, your eyes darted towards the pillowy mounds on her chest. Despite how the black pattern made it appear as if she wore some form of bra or top, the rabbit had completely unclothed breasts. It was something you thought you were used to, but actually touching them... in the living area...

Stammering with, "isn't this too intimate??" your hands fiddle with themselves awkwardly. She scoffs, now trying to hide her own sudden shyness. "Sheesh, it's not like I'm pulling my magic wand out my pants. Would be a shame if you missed out on this golden opportunity." Taking a breath, you decide to start with some more familiar territory. Placing your hands onto her, you start off with the belly.

Despite being thin, Jax was never that toned, belly pooched out a bit. Now that her form was made to be more curvy, her tummy was even more soft and cuddly. A gentle purr started in her, tail wiggling. "Mmmnn, your hands are magical~" She sighed blissfully, starting to slump on the sofa more.

Deciding you should move upward, you tested the waters playing with her fuzzy little dewlap. It was very malleable, your fingers gently caressing in-between the different folds as the skin was reshaped. Jax was getting a bit impatient, but enjoyed the attention regardless. "Hhhnn Ok quit edging me and just-"

*Honk*

Wanting to beat her to it, your fingers quickly grasped onto her breasts and squeezed. Her honkers quite literally made clown honk noises, almost as funny as her squeaky belly button. Gasping, Jax gripped the sofa. "OH FUCK,," she thrusted herself into you, hips bucking in pleasure. Smirking, you simply went to work fondling the two orbs of feminine beauty.

It was a bit preposterous for Jax to be the bustiest of the ladies, but nobody was complaining, especially not when she was this generous. Or greedy. Didn't really matter when both of you were having the time of your lives. Needing to take out her pent up frustrations, Jax chomped onto your shoulder. Boobies in public was one thing, she was not whipping her dick out here no matter how tempting it was to see your reaction.

Hands tired, you flop into her boobs face first as she still gnawed on you. "Heh, trying to eat me?" The rabbit simply huffed, also tuckered out. Releasing you, she leaned back against the armrest and let her ears dangle to the floor. "You are so, so lucky I'm too lazy to do that right now." It was a matter of minutes before slumber claimed both. This would certainly become a more common bonding activity in the future, that was a promise.

___

Idek if this one was that good, I just needed to express my desires here ok

[vi-chan-things]

I so like to think that even after transitioning, Jax still doesn't have boobs. Or they are very small.

And she's very unhappy about it.

And she compensates for the lack of boobs by squeezing her girlfriend's tits. Without any vulgar subtext. Purely as an antistress.

[papzig]

Heya !! !! 𓂃 ๋࣭ ⭑

I hope your having a lovely day / night ! !

May I please request some headcanons for the Tadc cast and how they'd react to / be with a reader who's got an humanoid slime avatar ?? ?? :))

Coming right up! Platonic

TADC x Humanoid Slime Avatar Reader

Caine

• The moment he introduced everyone to the new arrival, he couldn’t stop talking about how “incredibly technologically fascinating” their avatar was.

• He’s constantly inventing adventures that accidentally become ten times easier because the reader can simply ooze under doors or through tiny cracks.

• Every now and then he’ll excitedly exclaim:

- “Wait! Can you fit through this?” before pointing at an impossibly small opening.

• He gets distracted watching their body jiggle whenever they walk. Not because it’s funny (okay, maybe a little), but because he thinks the physics are neat.

• Loves changing the reader’s slime color just to “test the rendering engine.”

- “…I’m neon pink.”

- “Magnificent!”

• If part of the reader gets stretched across a hallway, he’ll dramatically announce,

- “Congratulations! We’ve invented organic caution tape!”

• Sometimes he accidentally gives them textures they’re definitely not supposed to have.

- “Oops! You are now gelatin flavored.”

• Never treats their unusual body as something weird.

• To him it’s simply another successful character design.

• Thinks it’s hilarious that they can make exaggerated cartoon expressions by reshaping their face.

Pomni

• She was…very confused the first time she saw the reader’s arm stretch halfway across the room.

- “…You can just…do that?”

• It takes her a while to stop instinctively apologizing every time she bumps into them.

• The reader is surprisingly comforting to lean against because they’re soft and squishy.

• She doesn’t even realize she’s doing it after particularly stressful adventures.

• Gets startled whenever they silently slide underneath a door instead of opening it normally.

• Sometimes forgets the reader can reshape themselves and nearly screams when their face suddenly pops out of a wall.

• She appreciates that hugs from the reader feel like being wrapped in a warm weighted blanket.

• Occasionally worries they’ll accidentally melt.

- “…Pomni.”

- “Sorry! Just checking!”

• Finds them strangely calming to be around because their soft, fluid movements contrast with the Circus’s constant chaos.

Jax

• Absolutely refuses to stop poking them.

• Every. Single. Day.

• He wants to see them jiggle.

- “Can you not?”

• *poke*

- “Worth it.”

• Tries throwing random objects into their slime body just to see if they’ll sink or bounce back.

• Has definitely stolen something and hidden it inside the reader because nobody thinks to search there.

• Reader didn’t even know until hours later.

• Calls them things like:

- “Jello.”

- “Goop.”

- “Walking Pudding.”

- “Sentient Glue.”

• He’s impressed that grabbing the reader during tag is nearly impossible because they just…slip away.

• Gets mildly annoyed whenever they squeeze through places he can’t follow.

• Pretends he isn’t impressed when the reader catches something by stretching their arm across an entire room.

• If the reader intentionally traps him in slime as revenge…

- “…Okay, that was actually pretty funny.”

• Secretly thinks they’re one of the most entertaining people in the Circus.

Gangle

• Was nervous about touching the reader at first because she wasn’t sure if she’d hurt them.

• Reader had to reassure her they’re basically impossible to squish.

• Loves resting her comedy or tragedy mask against their shoulder because it’s surprisingly comfortable.

• Thinks the reader’s ability to change colors is beautiful.

• Especially if they glow slightly.

• If she starts crying…

• The reader quietly offers a little slime blob shaped like a heart.

• She treasures it for the next five minutes before it wiggles back to them.

• She laughs every single time.

• Reader letting her doodle smiley faces into their slime with their finger instantly cheers her up.

• Thinks they’re one of the nicest people in the Circus.

Kinger

• Somehow accepts the slime body faster than everyone else.

- “…I knew someone made of jelly once.”

• Nobody knows whether he’s remembering something real or not.

• Doesn’t seem bothered when the reader changes shape unexpectedly.

• Sometimes absentmindedly pokes their arm while deep in thought.

- “Remarkable consistency…”

• If the reader can make little slime creatures…

• Kinger immediately starts giving every single one names.

• Gets fascinated whenever the reader can store objects inside themselves.

- “It’s like…biological inventory management!”

• During his calmer moments, he’ll quietly ask if the slime body feels strange compared to being human.

• It’s one of the more genuine conversations the reader has.

• If the reader sits beside him, he’ll absentmindedly lean against them because they’re surprisingly comfortable.

• Sometimes forgets they’re made of slime and apologizes after sinking halfway into their shoulder.

- Reader: “…You’re okay.”

Zooble

• Their first reaction:

- “…Huh.”

• Five minutes later:

- “…Can you actually detach your arm?”

• They become genuinely interested in comparing how their bodies work.

• Zooble swaps detachable limbs.

• Reader reshapes theirs.

• They spend hours experimenting just because they’re both curious.

• Doesn’t make fun of the reader’s appearance.

• They’ve got enough weird body issues of their own.

• Appreciates that the reader doesn’t stare whenever Zooble changes parts around.

• If someone calls the reader weird…

• Zooble is immediately defensive.

- “…Look around. None of us are exactly normal.”

• Sometimes asks the reader to hold things inside their slime because it’s somehow more reliable than asking Jax.

• Likes watching the reader reshape little animals or objects out of their hands while everyone talks.

• Thinks it’s oddly relaxing.

• The reader and Zooble are probably the two least surprised whenever Caine introduces some bizarre new digital mechanic.

• Their shared reaction is usually just:

- “…Sure.”

- “…Yeah, why not?”

• Even though Zooble isn’t very outwardly affectionate, they grow to appreciate the reader’s calm, adaptable nature.

• Out of everyone, they’re probably the quickest to see the reader’s slime form as just another part of who they are rather than a novelty.

[ghost-bunny2]

I miss my wife

[yiminsuu]

Still I Wait for You (2/3)

🌸 With every step he falls deeper, with every step he loses himself, with every step he cries louder. With one voice, she reaches for him.

🌸 Pairing: Jax x f!reader

🌸 Tags: SPOILERS, pre-canon/post-canon, sexual themes, cunnilingus, ooc (probably), trauma bonding, mutual pining, angst, family issues, PTSD, bullying, homophobia, emotional/psychological abuse, depression, mentions of suicide.

🌸 Author’s Note: Sorry for taking so long, I've been distracted playing re9 and bg3, along with writing for other stuff.

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🌸@toasterpis

“I know you’re there, just come out.” I called out, glancing toward the curtain of plants being pushed aside to show the jester I hadn’t had the pleasure of meeting. “It’s like a well-made joke, the fact that you don’t know me and the only one who came looking for me. Not surprised, Jax’s the one who knows of this place. At least he was, why are you here?”

Pomni walked in as I spoke, never taking her eyes from mine, but then she got accustomed to the environment’s light, and she looked around in awe. The hideout was colorful, glowing with flowers and crystalline water from the lake. Despite the shining flora, there was also light coming from above, sufficient for the people inside to see. “I’m here because… You willingly disappeared from the circus, everyone was worried. Why did you hide here?”

“What do you mean why? Maybe you haven’t noticed, but stress and pressure make people assholes, I’m done being a bother to anyone. Look around, Pomni, how much do you think they cared for me?” I spread my arms, showing her how alone I’ve been all this time, not one person was smart enough to come for me outside the circus. I knew very well how deep the others were in their own misery, they weren’t in the right state of mind to look out for the others.

“They care far more for you than you think! Everyone thought you were gone! How do you want to look for something you think is gone? Wait… How do you know my name?” She uttered, her eyes widening slightly as she froze in place. “I’ve been watching for weeks, until everything went to shit. After that I don’t know anything. I watched when Zooble came by, I know Jax and you are friendly with each other, and I know Ragatha is feeling as lonely as ever.”

“If you’ve been watching so much then you know how unfair you’re being right now! Gangle and Ragatha miss you, they didn’t know where to look. It’s like you said, Jax was the only one who knew of your hideout.” Pomni crossed her arms, staring at me intently with a determination I haven’t seen for a long time. My pupils were on her the entire time, it was like being cornered by a Pomeranian with a very bad temper, but this was not temper, this was bravery at its finest. In a second, I realized what she had said. “… Was?” I uttered, my eyebrows furrowing.

No. No no no no no no nonono-

“Jax, he… Abstracted…”

The jester lowered her gaze, embracing herself with one arm as I gaped at her, the quiet stretched on until I knelt on the softness of the grass. “I… See…” Pomni stepped closer, placing a hand on my back as I sniffled, trying to calm my breathing down. “If… You were seeing everything, then how don't you know this?” Pomni questioned.

Chuckling through tears, I slowly moved my clothes to show her the center of my chest, her eyes staring in disbelief at the dark scar in the center of my body. “Happened twice…”

Afterward, the jester told me everything that had happened in my absence. Kaufmo had abstracted after Ribbit, the deletion of Caine, only for him to come back, but calmer and willing to listen, the Cellar being redesigned to the Aquarium, where the abstracted get to be in peace in the dark, the fact that we’re digital copies. To sum it up, everyone was… Content with being here after knowing we have no way out and we never did in the first place.

“What’s the real ____ like…? What does she do?” I asked with a small mutter while hugging my legs, the flower’s glow surrounding our bodies as we sat beside each other. “She’s happy. Truly happy I mean. She moved away from her family, and with the money she saved up, she started cosplaying, her account has many followers. Found friends who appreciate her. She… Likes what she does.”

I smiled softly. “I’m glad.”

Pomni, grabbing me by my arm, pulled me up and strided toward the entrance of the circus tent, I let out a big exhale I didn’t know I was holding and entered before her. To my surprise, everyone was already on the other side, shocked to see me alive.

“Hi, guys…” I said quietly, almost shy, feeling shame and guilt at being here now after so much had happened and I didn’t help or-

My stream of thoughts was cut short when Ragatha came running and put her hands around me tightly, her tears drenching my clothes. I teared up, embracing her in return and welcoming Gangle and Kinger into the hug too. “Hi, kiddo. It’s been a while. Where were you hiding?” Kinger asked, and I scratched my head. “I, uhm… I had a hideout I never told anyone about. Sorry about that… I’m sorry about everything.”

“Never mind that, you’re here now. We thought you were gone, we’re just happy you’re alright and back.” Gangle smiled sweetly as she always did. I remember her happy mask consistently breaking halfway into the adventures, but seeing her now, she looks thrilled to be like this.

Ragatha didn’t say a word yet, still hugging me, as if I would leave again if she let me go. “Ragatha…” Pomni looked at her sadly.

Ragatha stepped back to raise her head at me, her hands shaking and moving uncontrollably. “I just… I really thought… I was so scared you were gone along Ribbit… I looked everywhere for you, your room, every corner of the circus, near the lake, the summit, the forest. I-I couldn’t bear the thought of you abstracting too for what Jax did.”

“My hideout is that good, huh…?” I blurted out with a small grin, but it was obvious it was not funny, even if she didn’t look annoyed or mad. “Sorry…” I continued. “I should’ve done better than this. I shouldn’t have blamed you for Ribbit being isolated, I shouldn’t have left. I’m not excusing my behavior, but I couldn’t stay here one minute more, I needed to be alone even if it’s the last thing I wanted.”

“I know. None of us knew Ribbit was excluding herself on purpose, she could’ve reached out, but she never did. Still, I’ll always blame myself for not stepping in like you did, even if she later kicked you out.” She shrugged her shoulders while hugging herself. “I missed you, ____.”

“I missed you too, dolly.” With that, we hugged each other again, then I turned toward Zooble, who nodded at me. “I’m Zooble. Welcome back to this crazy ass circus.”

I hummed. “Feels like home, for once.”

“For once. I hear you.” They rolled their eyes, but it seemed more amused than anything.

A familiar figure came floating from nowhere, and I stood in place, glaring but keeping myself steady before doing or saying anything drastic. Pomni was right, he looked almost submissive, to say the least, it was weird and somewhat scary to see it happen, to witness that he actually changed after so much shit. “Hiya, this must be jarring.” Cained cleared his throat. “I… ____, I would like to apologize. As I already have with the others, I am aware I was not fair to you. I know it will take time, but if you let me, I, alongside the members of the circus, can make this place a cozy place for everyone. You can create anything you want, I give you full control.”

“Caine, for me it will take a lot of time to forgive what you’ve done. I know you’re not human, but…” I glanced at Pomni for a moment before turning back to him. “I cannot forgive and forget, but I can try to make this easier for everyone, even you. You gave me a place where I can be myself now, and I met a lot of people who are worth it here too. For that, thank you.”

Astonished, I stared as Caine began to flush and tear up. “Thank you, I will do my best…” He choked out with a small voice, almost inaudible.

“No, nono. Don’t cry, this is effing weird.” I spoke out, placing a hand on his shoulder. “I KNOW, I’M SORRY.”

The rest couldn’t help but chuckle.

Subsequently, the entire circus sat on the couches in front of the tent in which Jax’s abstracted form was resting. They were shocked when I told them I had abstracted, but they quickly concluded that maybe the others had a chance of coming back too. “Are you sure you want to do this? We don’t know if we can get you out of there as we did with Pomni.” Ragatha said, watching as I turned to them. “I have to try. I came back twice, and if I can he surely will too... But in the end, it’s his choice.”

Pomni lowered her gaze, and my expression softened. Putting aside my jealousy, I was glad that at least Jax had found someone like her while we were gone, the jester really is a good friend. “Besides, ill weeds grow apace.”

“Unfortunately.” I grinned as Zooble muttered that with their arms crossed, receiving a giggle from Gangle.

“Yeah… But he’s still my ill weed.” The others looked at me with astonished faces, their eyes widening in understanding at my words. I had felt for Jax for so long, and somehow I was not abashed to say it now, too much has happened to keep denying it.

“… We’re still talking about Jax, right?” Caine questioned, to which Kinger went to calm him down and tell him yes before glancing at me. “Be careful in there.”

I nodded and stepped toward Pomni. “I’ll do what I can. I won’t give up on him, not again.”

“I know you can do it.” The jester spoke, and Ragatha placed her hand on Pomni’s shoulder as I turned toward the tent. I inhaled and exhaled deeply before my feet took me inside, my eyes stuck on the giant, sleeping figure of the abstraction in the darkness. “Even like this you’re beautiful.” I dared to get closer to him and knelt, my hand slowly raising and reaching for him, a blinding light consuming my sight.

My eyes fluttered open, finding myself in a dark space with only a lamp illuminating someone underneath it. My hands clenched and unclenched, forcing my feet to approach him. I knew there was no use hurrying when I had already abstracted before, but for the safety of the others, I'd better do this before it’s too late for my body.

“Why are you back? Last time you almost abstracted, Pompom-” The rabbit’s eyes went wide as he turned his body, ears dropping and pupils dilating as if he didn’t really believe I was here. A moment of quiet went by, and Jax stuttered with a saddened smile. “Heh, is my mind playing tricks on me…? Such a bad prank. Of course I would see you of all people, isn’t it enough that I’m gone?”

“Last time I checked, I’m real.” I affirmed. “I, uhm… Pomni told me how I can come into your mind to speak with you.”

“You’re… Real?” Jax began walking toward me, but I stopped him immediately. “It’s better if you don’t move too much, whatever you do here will affect what you do outside.”

We sat on the bench beside the rosy lamp, both of us staring into the nothingness for a good while. His body was frozen in place, and his eyes were still huge with bewilderment, exactly like that night he spent with me before everything went to shit. “I… I-I thought you were…”

“Gone? No, well yes, but also no.” I wanted to hit myself because what I just stammered out made no sense.

“You disappeared! You left me alone!” Jax blurted out, and all I could think about was the sheer audacity to even say that to me. I raised my voice as well. “You made yourself feel alone by your own insecurities! You thought everyone was after you to humiliate you!”

“I know that! And I’ll never forgive myself for what I’ve done! But you… You left… You weren’t supposed to- I wish I didn’t- Dammit!” His arms went to his face, hearing him trying to calm himself down before speaking. “I’m sorry for everything. I suck at this but I truly am sorry. What I said to you was horrible, you treated me like an actual person and I still couldn’t get my stupid brain to get the part of it. A-And I pushed you away in the most pathetic, cruel way and I’ll never forget your expression.” Jax still didn’t look my way. Knowing and seeing him scared broke my heart, even if he deserves this, and he sighed before continuing. “Everyone kept giving me chances, and I blew them. Ribbit and Kaufmo are gone because of me, and I wish you had never left, somehow, you made everything easier.”

His eyes made contact with mine, and I gave him a faint smile. “I really do appear when you most need me, huh?”

“Yeah, you do.” He muttered with a sniffle, drying his tears with his arm. “I don’t know how you do it, you wicked witch.”

Chuckling, I moved closer to him and rested my head on his shoulder, his head falling on mine. “Are you gonna tell me now what happened then? I would like the full picture, Jax.”

“Yeah… I owe you that much. Before I went to your room I was hanging out with Ribbit in hers. Out of nowhere, the conversation had gotten so much deeper and she ended up telling me about her parents, and well, despite me not wanting to open up, once I did I couldn’t stop.” My fingers entwined with his. “As you know, I was homeless, but I never told you of my… Mother. She always compared me to dad and I told her something I never should’ve told, she just… Threw insult after insult at me and then she just hugged me. I ended up shoving her, then ran away, scared that I could’ve… Killed her.” I felt his fingers tighten around mine. “Ribbit reassured me that she’s fine, if nothing else happened… But I- After I told her everything I felt so ashamed, and she told me to stay, she put the bow on my head, and then Kaufmo’s voice from the other side of the door and-”

Jax took out a deep breath from his lungs. “I avoided her, told her I would never speak to her again, told her nothing was real. We had a very big fight at the Snowy Summit, and I accused her of manipulating me. That was pretty much the end.”

“That’s why you told me to never believe anything the others say?” I felt him nod at my question, his hand never leaving mine. “Well… I have news for you. We’re brain scans of our real selves, and Pomni told me your real name is Leeroy? Your mother is alright, and he is alright too, he’s working after months of being homeless.”

“We- Wait, they’re… Alright…?” He pulled away to glance at me, and I cleaned his tears, feeling his disbelief and contentment to hear the news as his smile returned to his face. “We’ve been suffering in here when we were only copies of them. Damned toothface could’ve just told us. It’s… It’s nice to hear, everything, I mean. Thank you, ____.”

“You’re welcome, bunny boy. Now we just have to live on and have fun in here.”

“Fun? You’re inside my fucked up head and you think it’s fun? I see I’m getting special treatment.”

I rolled my eyes. “As charming as ever, I see my memory was not exaggerating when it came to you.”

“That’s a good thing. You always loved my jokes.”

We chuckled together, it’s been so long since I felt this sensation of thrill. I missed being in the circus, more importantly, I missed being with him, and I hope I’m not wrong to think he also missed me. I couldn’t help but flush as I watched our fingers still entwined, and when I gazed at him his cheeks were also blushing, my heart began beating faster. I need to defuse the tension, quick.

“So-”

“You-”

Shit, that was so cringe and cliché and-

“You’re not grossed out?” I widened my eyes when I heard him ask me that, and I tilted my head in confusion. “I know you understood what I said earlier when talking about mom. I’m not subtle, and you’re oblivious as fuck. I- Sometimes, I don’t feel like… Myself. I don’t think I ever did, I look at my body and I don’t like it, and when my mother insulted me I felt even worse and like everything I thought was a mistake to be reshaped.”

I furrowed my eyebrows in concern, staring at him. “I’ve grown up with that kind of people, Jax. I can associate with your problems, but only you can choose how to address it, I chose to ignore them and be happy with what I have while looking forward. What do you want?”

“I want…” He began to mutter. “I never wanted this.”

“I know. For the record, if you choose to be a man, or a woman, or something in between or nothing at all, I’ll always look at you the same. You’re lovely.” The light returning to his eyes made my expression soften, his blush deepening and surrounding his face. Before I could say more, I felt my body begin to give up the more I stayed inside his abstracted body, and I pulled away, taking a few steps back.

He stood up after me, but after he understood I had to leave, he halted and just stared at me. His eyes saying everything. “____, I…” I flashed him a bright smile, pulling my clothes to show him the scars the abstraction left on me. “I’ll wait for you.”

He took in the scars in silence, and his grin turned gentle while the light consumed me out of his being. “I know. See ya later, sweetheart.”