#tadc x reader

[anewmako]

getting back into a fandom and mainly only seeing Extremely feminine Readers or just female readers 🥀

I must take it into my own hands to make more male readers or heavily gender neutral

and yes im still alive

[xxemeralddragonxx]

Ch. 15 for The Amazing Digital Circus: Rated-M (Jax x Fem! Reader) AO3 story: Observation is Key (Prt. 3 of Chapter 15) ✍🏻

Sneak peek into the chapter:

He lost one of his three lives to you. Go figure that you, who openly loves to play video games, gets good enough to one-up him.

It was a strange phenomenon; being temporarily dead. He wouldn’t respawn by the blink of an eye. He wasn’t completely gone either. His body couldn’t move, but the mind is still active; self-aware. Even after getting shot in the head.

Previously, respawning was always the norm. Now he had to wait until somebody uses the medical briefcase to heal him. Just like Kinger did for that previous, annoying adventure. Now, Jax waits, in the compound of his own mindscape.

Piano music echoes the tune of Daisy Bell across a single, dull, cartoon-like room occupying four versions of Jax. A circle table for three. A deck of cards is getting equally divided by the soulless, brutalized version of Jax. That side of himelf that wouldn't hesitate to push someone away by physically, and mentally hurting their target. 

”She’ll pay dearly for that. That cartoon snack is gonna choke on her own saliva when I get my hands on her.”

”Hmmm… nah!” said the maid version of Jax, smirking suggestively into his cards. This is the side of himself that could care less about anything about absolutely everything. When Zooble and Gangle made fun of him. He utilizes it in pure careless mockery. “I’d rather have (Circus Name) choke on something else if you catch my drift.”

“I’m right with you there!” said the whacky, cartoonish version of Jax. The side of him that treats eveything and everyone like a Saturday morning cartoon. “But DAMN! We have, like, ZERO chances of that EVER happening! She shot us in the head in cold blood! Point blank! Heh… she was pretty hot doing it. Good luck tryin’ to seduce her.”

“Please, I have my ways of being persuasive,” Maid Jax winks and dismisses, crossing his legs, gently kicking one foot in the air. “Give it time. (Circus Name) won’t resist. Let her cool down some, catch her when she’s most vulnerable-“

Knock! Knock!

”SHUT UP!!!”

Piano Jax freezes up, flinching hard as all three extreme versions of himself yelled at the chained up door. 

It rattles the door in an almost desperate attempt. But whatever’s trapped behind the door can’t get out.

Piano Jax, cringing, spares a quiet glance from the heavily muffled protests. He can almost hear its voice. Those soft, desperate pleas. It's begging him to listen.

It wanted to protest his other sides so badly. Share its own thoughts on how Jax should handle his complicated feelings for you. It’s never been this desperate to be let out before.

”Whaaat? Are you craving romance?” Sociopath Jax coldly mocked, gagging. “Bleh. Kiss, kiss. Fall in love.”

SUMMARY: You're trapped in a tent with other occupants as a humanoid cupcake. When life throws you an AI ringmaster, a talking bubble, an anxious jester, a polite ragdoll, a crazy chess piece, a moping opera mask ribbon brought to life, a walking grumpy geometric on two legs, and a funnybunny who loves being a menace... what could go wrong?

[PAIRING: JAX X FEMALE! READER]

This story will take place after the bar scene/baseball episode. It'll be original content until the grand finale takes place. This fanwork is to celebrate TADC's completion today. So... who's up for a bumpy ride? I will stick true to everyone's characters as much as possible, especially the one who a lot of people hate/love in the fandom. lol What can I say? I like a writing challenge and this is one of them.

What if The Amazing Digital Circus's rating became M for mature midway? That's what I'm going to bring to life. *Cracks fingers.* Let it begin~.

🎪FULL CHAPTER LINK🎪: https://archiveofourown.org/works/86105081/chapters/238242621

[latiaswrites]

so it's been... *checks last post* five weeks i think?

got the writing bug again and the muse let something happen

we got ourselves a Mermaid!Jax

contains: pre-establish friendship, hiding being a Creature™(affectionate), projecting irl movie opinions wc: 814

Making your way out of the theater with Jax, you couldn't help but listen to her rambling about the movie you both just came from.

"All I'm sayin' is that ya can't retell a story with a smart main character an' then just- not show him bein' smart!"

"I get that, I'm not saying anything to the contrary.. but what I am saying is that there were at least a couple bits that weren't as bad."

She gives you a side glance, scoffing slightly. "Pff, yeah? Like what?"

"Well, the effects were.. mostly good, excluding near the ending. Because like, why does it feel like they ran out of vfx budget for—"

Suddenly, a rumble of thunder cut off your dialogue, Jax flinching slightly. Looking towards where the sound came from, you both can see dark rainclouds quickly rolling in, the faint scent of petrichor on the air.

You eye the incoming storm, slightly surprised. "Huh.. didn't the forecast say the rain was supposed to roll in around the evening?"

Turning towards Jax, you're a bit more surprised at the anxiety you could see in her face. "Yeah.. let's get going, I don't wanna get caught out in the rain."

"Right, we're parked a ways down, let's hurry up a bit."

With that, the two of you started to hustle a bit, heading back to your car as the clouds continued to roll in quicker.. and before you knew it, the rain started absolutely coming down, no warning sprinkle. Jax seemed panicked at this, given the way she started to damn near sprint the final stretch.

Unfortunately, just after she rounds the corner, you hear her trip. "Shit!"

Catching up to her.. you see something very unexpected. Jax did fall, yes.. but immediately you notice the fish tail in place of where her legs were supposed to be.

She looks over at you, trying to lift herself up as much as she can. "A little help, please?"

Shaking off your shock, you go over and see the fish tail up-close, just about the same shade as the rest of her. "Here, you gotta hold my phone, I'll wrap my arms over your shoulders but you gotta carry me.. there's still people around."

Taking her phone, you help her up and carry her the last several feet to your car before opening the door and sitting her inside. Heading around the front of the car, you hop into the driver's side and shut the door.. leaving quite the silence between the two of you.

It takes a couple moments, but Jax speaks up first. "Thanks.. my phone?"

You hand it over to her and she unlocks it, continuing to talk. "Right, so.. you- you probably got lots of questions, right?"

"I mean.. at least a few, yeah."

She sighs, switching her phone back off after having double checked the forecast. "Damn forecast… Alright look, I'm sorry I never told ya, it's just.. I never been that attached to- this part of me."

You see her gesture to her fishy tail, looking out the window at the rain. "Right.. well, if you don't like it, then I get why you didn't tell me."

"… You think anyone saw us?"

Taking a quick glance out of your own window, you don't see anyone else--even considering the rain in the way. "Doesn't look like anybody was nearby. So.. I'm guessing your change happens in the water?"

"Yeah, it's why I try and watch out for rain.. 'course that doesn't mean anything when the weather doesn't agree with the forecast."

"Right, so.. you wanna just head back home, now?"

She looks back over at you, slightly surprised. "What, not gonna press me for hiding this for so long?"

You just shrug as you fish your keys from your pocket. "Hey, I already said I get it.. if you don't wanna talk about it then we don't have to."

There's a bit of a pause before she responds. "Right.. thanks, by the way… Fuck, I just remembered my place is like three floors up, there's no way I'm dryin' out before we get there, especially not with it comin' down this hard."

"I mean, I could help you up the stars.. orrrr you could crash at my place."

She blinks in realization. "Oh yeah that's right, you're ground-floor huh. You got a spare room free?"

"I mean I got a pretty big bathtub."

"Oh ha ha, just because I'm aquatic…"

"No, but seriously.. I've been told my couch is pretty comfortable, if you don't mind."

There's a pause as she considers your offer. "I mean, if it's not a problem.. then sure, thanks."

Right as you pull out of the parking lot, she gets right back on her prior tirade about the movie. "Where was I.. oh yeah, you'd think for a Greek Epic they'd y'know, include all the gods involved!"

0 points for guessing the movie it's eh at best imho. absolutely not worth the nearly 3 hours nor even the free rewards ticket spent to watch it

just gonna say this before the floodgates open: i only really liked. like one thing that they added/changed, because it was cool the other is only cool outside the context of the story bc why???

anyways

hope you enjoyed ^^

oh yeah also- lowkey shoutout to @/magebunkshelf here on tumblr and on YT for their 'Your Friend is Secretly a Merfolk' audio. pretty much took the situation and applied it to Jax tbh

[myordinaryuser]

guys… where are the ribbit x readers? I thought WE all wanted to hop on that…

[xxemeralddragonxx]

Ch. 15 for The Amazing Digital Circus: Rated-M (Jax x Fem! Reader) AO3 story: Observation is Key (Prt. 2 of Chapter 15) ✍🏻🩷

Sneak peek into the chapter:

He sighed heavily, throwing his head back, baggy eyes tightly shut, long ears flopping backwards. He rubs at his face, up and down, up and down.

“… What am I even gonna do anymore…?”

At least he could sleep. Contemplate things overnight. He cracks a rueful grin. What night? Caine can change night and day in this cartoon hellhole any time he wanted.

He tries to go back to sleep. His dumb body wasn’t cooperating.

Quite possibly the third or fourth worst part of Caine’s lousy patch update to the circus was adding the realistic aspects of hunger and thirst. Like real living creatures.

He skipped dinner, leaving his empty stomach deprived. 

After waking up from his sleep for the fourth time tonight, Jax grumpily got out of bed to grab a bite, wandering into the colorful cartoonish hallways. Everyone else, plus you, should be sleeping. 

Sometimes Bubble being the messy house-keeper he was doesn’t bother cleaning up leftovers. If he’s lucky, there should be leftover food scattered across the dining table.

”There better be something…” he grumbled, groaning quietly in agitation, glaring weakly and gripping at his growling stomach. 

The circus’s main lounge wasn’t as well-lit compared to the mornings and afternoons. It would’ve been completely dark inside if it wasn’t for the moon beaming down its lunar light into the tent. 

The dining table was indeed an untidy mess. Caine was sure to give a certain uncaring little bubble an earful the next day. 

Jax was about to step out from the shadows when an unexpected sight made him immediately freeze up on his tracks.  There you were, nearly making him choke on his spit. He backpedaled on his tracks, panicking arise.

“S-Shit!”

When he knows his cover wasn’t blown, he regains composure. He was so close to the food table, but here you were unexpectedly. Jax knew you skipped dinner too, but what in this digital hell landscape were you doing staying here?

You were sitting cross-legged on the floor in the center of the ring, completely alone. Well, not entirely alone. Floating in front of you was Bubble of all things. The erratic AI sidekick bobbing up and down excitedly in anticipation.

Feeling other than hungry, you decided to stick around to hang around Bubble. For a week now, you had taken it upon yourself to request Caine for Bubble’s company after dinner time occasionally. Caine got jealous. Like insanely jealous. Everyone—even someone like Zooble, reacted in awe that day.

Jax wasn’t counting on you doing it this late.

SUMMARY: You're trapped in a tent with other occupants as a humanoid cupcake. When life throws you an AI ringmaster, a talking bubble, an anxious jester, a polite ragdoll, a crazy chess piece, a moping opera mask ribbon brought to life, a walking grumpy geometric on two legs, and a funnybunny who loves being a menace... what could go wrong?

[PAIRING: JAX X FEMALE! READER]

This story will take place after the bar scene/baseball episode. It'll be original content until the grand finale takes place. This fanwork is to celebrate TADC's completion today. So... who's up for a bumpy ride? I will stick true to everyone's characters as much as possible, especially the one who a lot of people hate/love in the fandom. lol What can I say? I like a writing challenge and this is one of them.

What if The Amazing Digital Circus's rating became M for mature midway? That's what I'm going to bring to life. *Cracks fingers.* Let it begin~.

🎪FULL CHAPTER LINK🎪: https://archiveofourown.org/works/86105081/chapters/237212021

[granddaughter-of-shaokahn]

↳ Zzz ༉‧₊˚✧

Summary:Sleep...

Type: Romantic, One-shot

Warning:None

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"Where could he be?" she murmured to herself as she walked down the carousel-like corridor toward their shared room.

She hadn't seen you almost all day. Not since after breakfast, when you'd excused yourself, saying you weren't feeling well and preferred to stay in your room. Pomni had nodded worriedly, promising to return at the first opportunity. But one thing led to another, and now the artificial sun of Circus Colosseum was beginning to fade into a fake sunset of pink and orange hues.

When she reached the door—an oval structure that looked like something out of a psychedelic fairy tale—she opened it carefully, without making a sound. The dim light from the corridor slipped inside like a silent spy.

And then she saw you.

You were exactly as she'd left you that morning… except now you were fast asleep.

You had settled in the middle of the bed, which was a giant cloud shaped like a deflated wedding cake. The blankets formed an impossible nest around your body. One arm dangled off the bed, your hand almost touching the caramel-colored tile floor. The pillow was halfway between the headboard and the floor. And above you, a stack of e-books (which Caine had assigned as "required recreational reading") teetered precariously.

Pomni smiled. A small smile, the kind that only appeared when no one else was looking.

"Really?" she whispered, tiptoeing closer. She stepped on a stray sock in the process and almost slipped, but managed to regain her balance with a grace she didn't even know she possessed.

She sat on the edge of the cloud-bed, feeling your body sway slightly with each deep, calm breath. Your arm, the one still resting on the bed, had its fingers slightly curled, as if you were dreaming you were about to take something.

"You must have been really tired," she thought aloud.

The morning had been crazy. Kinger had wanted to show her his collection of “shadow insects” (which turned out to be just his own reflection in spoons), Jax had hidden all the dining room chairs, and Gangle had ripped his mask of joy into three separate pieces. It was understandable that someone might want to switch off for a few hours. But the whole day?

Pomni noticed the tiny details: the way you'd placed a hand on your forehead, as if even in your sleep you were trying to soothe a headache; the way your feet stuck out from under the blankets, completely bare; the little pout that played on your lips, as if even during rest there was something worrying you.

“Idiot,” Pomni muttered, her voice trembling slightly this time. “You could have called me. I would have come sooner.”

But she also knew it was a lie. She was the first to get lost in labyrinths of anxiety, to spin endlessly until someone stopped her. Perhaps that's why she understood so well that need to shut herself away, to make the mattress a fortress against the chaos outside.

She sighed. The room smelled faintly of lavender (where had that come from? Caine had probably added it in the last update) and that particular scent that only you had, a mixture of something warm and familiar that made Pomni feel that, for a moment, the Digital Circus wasn't such a scary place.

She let herself fall to her side, careful not to crush any books or wake you. She curled up next to you, her head resting in the hollow between your shoulders. Your arm, the one that had been hanging down, now instinctively found her waist, still asleep. Your fingers closed on the fabric of her clown suit with a precision that made Pomni catch her breath.

"I guess… I can stay for a while," she said to the air.

She closed her eyes. The outside world could wait. Caine's antics, Jax's jokes, Kinger's paranoia… all of that would still be out there. But here, in this ridiculous cloud-cake bed, next to you, whom you recognized even in your dreams, Pomni felt she could finally stop.

Her hand found yours. She intertwined her clownish fingers with yours. And when the last ray of artificial sunlight faded behind the painted horizon, the room fell silent, filled only with two breaths that gradually synchronized.

No one came looking for them. No one knocked on the door. And for a few hours, time stood still in a small oval room, among rumpled blankets and forgotten books, where love didn't need grand gestures or impossible adventures. It just needed to be there.

It just needed, finally, to rest.

[w4rningbugz]

i have a four hour plane right tmr. i need caine x reader fanfic ideas. IM EXPECTING HUNDREDS OF COMMENTS BY THE MORNING.

smut is welcomed and preferred

[xxemeralddragonxx]

Ch. 15 for The Amazing Digital Circus: Rated-M (Jax x Fem! Reader) AO3 story: Observation is Key (Prt. 1 of Chapter 15) ✍🏻🩷

Sneak peek into the chapter:

He eyed Gangle, wanting to use her meek nature for his own gain. Anything to antagonize her, and snap himself out of this funk. 

It always worked out in his favor. After all, Gangle was a closeted pervert. Having accidentally walked in on her toying with an anime figurine that one time. 

Weebs like her and their fictional crushes? They had questionable fetishes too. 

Gangle’s the type who would be secretly into this in his own twisted little mind.

“If you thought I was going to just ignore this, think again. Look, at this point, I don’t give two shits about WHATEVER the hell your issues are. You want to take it out on me like the self-justified asshole you are, fine.”

“…” He pulls back, withdrawing, much to his dismay. It hits Jax like a truck not doing the super messed up deed. 

That’s how it’s always been. Heck, he even came up with her name to suit her own appearance. 

This type of dynamic between them? Beats being friendly and vulnerable like he was with Ribbit.

”…”

God. Is he that pathetic like you said?

The horrible memory of Zooble and Gangle putting him in that maid dress to poke fun at him came to mind. They had no idea what it did to him. Couldn’t he just pretend to not care? 

His large pupils shifted back over to the red ribbon girl. Her smile. That glow around Zooble. 

His total control over the most fragile of the bunch in this accursed circus was slipping through his own fingers. 

It was all just pathetic excuses to justify himself.

You were right, and he painfully knew it. Most abusers didn’t consider themselves abusive. For one delusional reason or another.

His toxic coping mechanism was to sugarcoat the reality of hurting a real person.

Funny how it took a person embodying a literal sugarcoated avatar like yourself to not sugarcoat the truth for him. 

After what he saw with you; breaking your cute one archetype, it was difficult now to turn the other cheek. Jax stood up, his long rabbit ears bending forward in defeat as he takes his leave. He wouldn’t be able to hold it together.

The newly formed bags under his eyes couldn’t look more apparent than ever.

“Jax! The adventure might be over, but don’t forget about consuming your daily digital nutrients!” called out Caine. “Bubble hates it when his food gets cold!”

”I’m going to sleep.” Jax answered with little to no energy.

SUMMARY: You're trapped in a tent with other occupants as a humanoid cupcake. When life throws you an AI ringmaster, a talking bubble, an anxious jester, a polite ragdoll, a crazy chess piece, a moping opera mask ribbon brought to life, a walking grumpy geometric on two legs, and a funnybunny who loves being a menace... what could go wrong?

[PAIRING: JAX X FEMALE! READER]

This story will take place after the bar scene/baseball episode. It'll be original content until the grand finale takes place. This fanwork is to celebrate TADC's completion today. So... who's up for a bumpy ride? I will stick true to everyone's characters as much as possible, especially the one who a lot of people hate/love in the fandom. lol What can I say? I like a writing challenge and this is one of them.

What if The Amazing Digital Circus's rating became M for mature midway? That's what I'm going to bring to life. *Cracks fingers.* Let it begin~.

🎪FULL CHAPTER LINK🎪: https://archiveofourown.org/works/86105081/chapters/236470621