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thenyoukeepliving · 2 months ago

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Stress Relief

Jax x Reader

sorry for the long intro

Summary: Caine organises a roast session for the circus members, with Jax being the first target. He plays it cool at first, but when the jokes hit a little too close to home, Y/N finds him struggling with the aftermath.

A/N: This idea came to me in a ₊‧⁺˖vision˖⁺‧₊, inspired by that episode in the Office where everyone roasts Micheal and he acts tough in front of them but gets really emotional and cries about it at the end. I feel that’s extremely Jax coded. Originally, I imagined this as just a bunch of random HCs, but then I wanted to write an actual story around it – so I decided to do both.

You’ll see an intermission in the middle where I just made the roasts into bullet points, mostly because I came up with too many for each character and had no idea how to structure them. So I just got lazy with it. Hope you don’t mind lol. Imagine it like a fun montage!

Quick backstory:

1.) This happens on the next day of ‘A Slithering Adventure’, also written by yours truly, so if you haven’t read that one yet, number one, how dare you, and second, you don’t necessarily have to read it, but it’s nice for the context. Not suggesting anything… but, y’know. Glance glance, wink wink.

2.) I mentioned in that post that I’m in the middle of writing a long and tedious TADC AU kind of thing for myself with my OC in mind, who has a mysterious backstory that the circus members don’t know about. This oneshot is also a part of that story. There’s a brief scene touching on that here, but nothing you can’t handle.

CW: underlying themes of emotional damage / emotional vulnerability - from both Y/N and Jax | Jax gets bullied <3 | Y/N has hair, Kinger has brows and Caine has a grin?? i dunno man

Word count: 3044 | Masterlist

You woke up feeling like sleep had chewed you up and spat you back out. Maybe it was yesterday’s adventure – running from a giant serpent, getting lost in the woods, and, most amusingly, watching Jax try (and fail) to act like he wasn’t absolutely losing his mind.

On the surface, it had been hilarious. Seeing him crumble in fear, fumbling through excuses, pretending he was totally fine? Priceless. But now, lying here, staring at the ceiling, you couldn’t shake the nagging feeling in the back of your mind.

You almost felt bad for him. Almost.

You stretched, your joints making an odd rubbery squeak – just another reminder that your body wasn’t really your body anymore. Sitting up, you replayed yesterday’s events in your mind.

Jax had tried so hard to keep his usual smug composure, but the moment that snake slithered too close, he practically levitated off the ground. His ears had shot straight up, his pupils shrunk to tiny squares, and, oh, the best part, his voice cracked when he snapped at you to “move faster, dammit!”

You snorted to yourself. Yeah, real smooth, Jax.

Still… the way he had reacted – it wasn’t just some overblown freak-out. There was real fear in his eyes. Not the dramatic, over-the-top kind he faked for attention, but something raw, something instinctive. And that’s what stuck with you.

You weren’t used to seeing Jax vulnerable. Hell, you weren’t sure if he was used to it.

With a sigh, you got up. Not my problem, you told yourself. He’ll be fine.

Probably.

You shook off the lingering thoughts and made your way out of your room. The hallway stretched ahead, bathed in that usual, eerie vibes – no windows, no real sense of time passing, just the same endless loop of artificial existence.

As you got lost in your thoughts, you nearly bumped into someone.

“Kinger?”

The old chess piece flinched like you’d just jolted him out of a deep trance. His eyes darted around before settling on you, blinking a few times as if trying to place who you were.

“Oh! Oh, yes, you’re… you’re…” he paused, rubbing his gloved hands together. “Wait, what was I–? Oh dear, I was– hm.”

Kinger always seemed lost in his own world, but today, there was something… different about it.

“You alright there, buddy?” you asked, tilting your head with a half-smile.

He let out a nervous chuckle, then leaned in slightly. “I had a thought just now,” he muttered, his voice filled with confusion. “But it slipped away. Isn’t that strange? Happens all the time, but this one felt important.”

Your stomach suddenly twisted. You had a hunch of what this was about. He’s remembering. Not clearly, not yet – but it was only a matter of time.

Before you could respond, he straightened up. “Ah, well! Off to breakfast, are we? Yes, yes, me too! Or – was I going somewhere else?”

You forced a grin. “Nah, you’re doing just fine, Kinger.”

His eyes twitched. “Huh?”

You just patted his shoulder, ignoring how he flinched. “C’mon, let’s get going.”

Kinger hesitated but eventually shuffled along beside you. He kept glancing your way, brow furrowed like he was trying to piece together a puzzle with missing pieces. You pretended not to notice.

As you two entered the main room, the others were already gathered, the air thick with anticipation. Your eyes immediately met Jax’s, who was already slouched on the couch, arms folded behind his head as if he owned the place.

You tried to ignore the faint hint of amusement flickering across your face as you sat down next to him, your thoughts still lingering on the adventure with the serpent. You could still hear Jax’s high-pitched yelp in your head and the way he had tried – and spectacularly failed – to act calm. Not that you’d rub it in… too much.

"You still recovering from yesterday or have the nerves settled down already?”

Jax shot you a quick glance as he leaned back with a cocky grin. "Nerves? What nerves? I’m good as new, Y/N."

“Uh-huh,” you said, not buying it for a second. You crossed your arms, keeping your expression neutral, but you couldn’t help the small, teasing smile that tugged at your lips.

"Hey, I’m just saying, I’m extremely calm under pressure. One of my many talents," Jax continued, grinning wider. "You can admit it – you were impressed."

You snorted at his response. “Right, sure. Whatever you say, bunny boy.”

Before Jax could reply, Caine’s voice boomed across the room, cutting through the casual chatter like a knife. "Alright, alright! Settle down, everyone! Your favorite ringmaster has finally arrived!"

You could practically feel the collective groan ripple through the room.

Caine twirled in mid-air, his voice filling the entire room. "Ah, welcome, my fabulous team! Welcome, my precious superstars, my beloved troupe of dazzling individuals who make this circus the magnificent spectacle it is!" His eyes shined with excitement as he continued, his hands sweeping grandly toward the group. "Now, my lovely cast of unique and talented beings, it’s time for a very special event, one that will unite us all in ways you cannot yet fathom!"

He paused for dramatic effect, letting the silence hang in the air before delivering his next words with grand flair. "Today, we’re embarking on a marvelous journey of togetherness! The bond of a team is forged in the most delightful of fires. And what better way to nurture that bond than... a team-building exercise, of course!"

The room fell into a hushed stillness. You tilted your head in confusion, not entirely sure where this was going.

Caine’s grin widened as he spun in a slow circle. "This will not be some trivial, run-of-the-mill bonding experience, no! No, no, no... This, my dear friends, will be a roast! A chance for each of you to lovingly tear each other apart, but with words, of course! Nothing brings people closer than a little well-meaning verbal destruction, am I right?"

There was a beat of silence.

Then–

"Wait, what?" Jax sat up, grinning. "You’re saying we just get to insult each other? In front of everyone?"

"Precisely!" Caine exclaimed, beaming like he’d just announced the greatest prize. "Let’s see who can come up with the sharpest wit, the cleverest insult, and of course, the most playful jabs. All in good fun, of course!"

You could see Gangle and Pomni getting uncomfortable, probably being a bit concerned about what’s about to go down. Zooble let out a sigh, already regretting coming out of their room today.

Caine clapped his hands dramatically, bringing the attention back to him. "Alright! Let the games begin! I expect nothing short of absolute brilliance from each of you. And remember, we’re a team. A family! Just... with a little extra spice today."

"Alright, let’s get started," Jax cracked his knuckles. "This might be the best day of my life."

The others exchanged uneasy glances, half-expecting Jax to unleash all of his inner demons. Caine spun in the air. "Since Jax is clearly so excited, why don’t we start with him?"

Jax froze.

"Wait–"

But it was too late. The damage had been done.

The room fell silent for a moment. Then Ragatha leaned forward, a smile spreading across her face. "Oh, this should be fun."

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POMNI

#1:

Pomni: Visibly sweating. “Uh… Jax… you, um… you’re really mean. Like, aggressively mean. If I had a dollar for every time you insulted me, I’d – well, I don’t know what I’d do, because there’s no money here, but I’d be rich in theoretical dollars.” Pauses, then mutters. “Wait, that sounded dumb. Can I start over?”

Jax: “Nah, keep going, this is hilarious.”

#2:

“Uh… Jax. You, um… you’re really good at making people feel bad. Which is… impressive? In a terrible way? Anyway, I don’t think you have emotions, and I think if you did, you’d bully them too.”

#3:

“If you disappeared, I wouldn’t even question it…”

GANGLE

#1:

Gangle: “Jax, every time you walk into a room, I have to mentally prepare myself. You’re like a jump scare, but instead of a scary monster, it’s just… pure emotional damage.”

Jax: “Aww, thanks, ribbons.”

Gangle: “That wasn’t a compliment...”

Jax: Grinning. “Sounded like one.”

#2:

“I-I-I just think it’s really funny how you call everyone else pathetic, but you literally have nothing going for you. You don’t even wear shoes."

#3:

“I tried drawing Jax once, but the paper crumpled itself out of self-respect.”

KINGER

#1:

“Jax reminds me of this guy I used to know in the war. Always running his mouth. We left him in a ditch.”

#2:

“You remind me of a mosquito. Annoying, persistent, and somehow always there when I don’t want you to be.”

#3:

“You know, Jax, I think I used to have a friend like you… Oh, wait, never mind… I wouldn’t do that to myself.”

Y/N

#1:

"Jax, I have to ask – do you actually do anything around here, or do you just exist to be a professional pain in the ass?"

#2:

"You’re like a kid who just learned what sarcasm is and decided to make it his whole personality."

#3:

"I think the real mystery of this place is how you’re somehow both the most annoying and the most avoidant person here."

RAGATHA

#1:

“Jax, you act like you’re too cool to care about anything, but I’ve seen you spend fifteen minutes trying to get your reflection to wink back at you the ‘right’ way. So. Yeah.”

#2:

Ragatha: “Jax, I’ve seen you laugh at your own jokes for a solid five minutes while everyone else just stands there in silence. You are your own biggest fan, and honestly? Even you deserve better.”

Jax: “That was almost clever. I’m proud of you.”

Ragatha: “Don’t patronize me. Also, I know for a fact you talk to yourself in the mirror.”

Jax: “Who told you that?”

Ragatha: “You did. Out loud. In the middle of this room.”

#3:

“If we haven’t already got a suggestion box, I’d make one with a ‘things that need to be removed’ label and slip a piece of paper in with your name.”

ZOOBLE

#1:

“Jax, you’re like a vending machine that only gives out insults and expired chips. Just once, I’d like to press a button and get, I don’t know, basic human decency. But no, it’s always ‘ha ha, Zooble looks like modern art that got hit by a bus.’”

#2:

Zooble: “Jax, you act like you’re too cool to care about anything, but let’s be real – you’re the kind of guy who’d fake not knowing what a hug is just so no one tries to give you one.”

Jax: “Oh, please. Like anyone here would want to hug me.”

Zooble: “You’d be surprised. Some people love a good ‘fixing a broken man’ project.”

Jax: No way that’s a thing.

Zooble: “Oh, absolutely. You’re the perfect candidate.”

#3:

Deadpan. “Jax is proof that some things just keep going, even when nobody wants them to.”

CAINE

#1:

“Jax, my boy! I’d roast you, but honestly, I think the universe already did that when it made you HAHAHA!”

#2:

Caine: “Jax, Jax, Jax… My favorite little nuisance! You know, if I had a nickel for every time you caused chaos, I’d – wait! I don’t need nickels! I’m already infinitely powerful HAHAHAHAHA! But if I did need them, I’d be filthy rich!”

Jax: “Wow, Caine. That was… whatever that was.”

Caine: “Well, you can’t roast perfection! Now back to you, champ! You may be an insult machine, but hey! At least you’re consistent! Consistently terrible HAHAHAHAHA!”

#3:

“Jax! My favorite little chaos gremlin! If I could actually feel regret, you’d be the reason why!”

BUBBLE

“Jax. You’re a #&@$! ×@% $#=?+% #$&@Đ÷ €$?¤#@! @ $÷!# that %&ß$#! %@&#×˘! *?!&#@!+$ß×&Đ.”

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Caine’s voice boomed through the room, as energised as ever. “Well, wasn’t that simply spectacular? What a brilliant display of camaraderie! Look at you all, bonded through the magic of playful verbal annihilation! Why, I’d say this was the best team-building exercise yet!”

The room was buzzing with laughter and lingering amusement, the cast still fired up from the roasts. Even Ragatha, who had initially looked sceptical of the idea, was grinning ear to ear. Zooble leaned back with a smirk, Gangle wiped away what might have been tears of either joy or secondhand pain.

Jax was smiling too. The same lazy, smug grin he always wore. It was convincing enough that no one seemed to question it. But you had been watching him closely.

His smile wasn’t quite right.

Not enough teeth.

And his eyes – normally playful, always scanning for the next opportunity to push someone’s buttons – looked... distant. Unfocused.

The way he leaned back on the couch, his fingers tapping against his arm, his slight pull on his gloves, and his ears twitched every so often, like he was catching a sound no one else could hear.

No one else noticed.

But you did.

You knew what it looked like when someone acted like nothing was wrong, just to keep everyone else from seeing the cracks.

Caine, oblivious as ever, twirled in the air. “Alright, my wonderful wacky weirdos! This exercise is officially OVER! I expect nothing but besties for the resties energy from now on! Dismissed!”

The moment those words left Caine’s mouth, Jax stood up. Not too fast, not too slow – just natural enough to avoid suspicion. He stretched his arms over his head with a yawn, flashing his usual easygoing smirk. "Welp, that was fun. You guys almost made me feel something."

No one batted an eye as he wandered off.

You saw his hand clenching into a fist the second he turned away. The way his ears pinned back just slightly. The way his steps, while casual, had a certain... urgency to them.

You hesitated. For a second, you considered letting it go. He’d clearly rather be alone. But there was something about Jax that nagged at you. So, instead, you followed.

Jax moved with purpose, leaving the tent, weaving through the grounds, past the main attractions, past the places where the others usually went outside when needed “fresh air”. It wasn’t obvious at first, but after a few turns, you realised where he was going.

Your stomach twisted.

No way.

Jax slipped past a curtain of glitchy vines, making his way up a small hill behind the water park, where an old, gnarled tree stood. You had been here countless times before – it was your secret spot. The place you went when you needed to clear your head, when the circus became too much.

You hadn’t thought anyone else knew about it.

And yet, there he was.

Jax sat against the tree, his back pressed to the trunk, his arms loosely hugging his knees. His usual smug expression was gone, replaced by something emptier. He stared ahead at nothing, the glow of his eyes dimmer than you’ve ever seen it.

For a long moment, you just stood there.

Jax didn’t acknowledge you, but you could tell he knew you were there. His ear flicked slightly at the sound of your footsteps.

Still, he didn’t move.

Didn’t say anything.

Didn’t crack a joke or roll his eyes or tell you to scram.

That alone said a lot.

You approached slowly, stopping just a few feet away.

“…Do you wanna talk about it?”

Jax’s ears twitched. A beat of silence.

“No.”

It wasn’t sharp or defensive. Just flat. Dismissive.

You exhaled through your nose, tilting your head slightly. “You’re getting dangerously close to a full-on therapy session, y’know.”

Jax let out something that was almost a chuckle – but it was faint. Weak. His lips barely twitched, but he still didn’t look at you.

You shifted your weight, rocking back on your heels, studying him. You didn’t know what to make of this.

Jax wasn’t supposed to be like this. He was supposed to be an annoying little shit. The guy who found amusement in messing with people, who took nothing seriously, who never let anyone in.

You recognised this.

The way he sat, curled in on himself just enough to seem smaller. The way his usual sharp edges had dulled. The way he was pretending to be fine even when he so clearly wasn’t.

It was familiar.

And you didn’t like that.

Because it meant you understood him more than you wanted to.

You sighed, running a hand through your hair before dropping down to sit beside him. You rested your arms on your knees, staring ahead at nothing, mirroring him.

You didn’t say anything else. You figured, if he did want to talk, he would. And if he didn’t? Well.

You could at least sit with him in the silence.

Minutes passed. It wasn’t uncomfortable, exactly. Just… heavy. Neither of you moved. Neither of you spoke. The kind of quiet that wasn’t empty, but full of things that were left unsaid.

You didn’t know how long you sat there, but it gave you time to think about all the similarities you shared with Jax. Hiding everything behind jokes. Pushing people away before they could get too close. Pretending you didn’t need anyone when, deep down, you did. Maybe you were just as bad at being alone as he was.

Then, finally, Jax shifted. Just a little. His legs stretched out in front of him, arms still loosely draped over his knees. It wasn’t much. But it was something. Like he was letting a little crack appear in the wall he’d built around himself.

That small shift told you everything. You weren’t sure if he even noticed, but you could feel the weight of it. The way he was letting himself be… here. Not perfect. Not completely okay. But here. And that was enough.

"…You’re not alone," you murmured, barely above a whisper. It wasn’t meant to fix anything. Just a reminder.

He didn’t respond. But you didn’t need him to.

You both sat there, in the quiet, for as long as it took.

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bbsocks · 4 months ago

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the lil bunny is tired ੈ✩‧₊˚

cg!ragatha x little!jax :3

(My cg wanted to color it for me!! :3)

Requests open!

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swagyalastorwife · 1 month ago

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Jax x Cop!reader💜💛

A/N:hiiiiiiii guyssss (^-^)/💛 ot's the second time that i do a fanfic for tadc!!!!

⚠️warning⚠️: noooone!!!

♤Background♤

Before being trapped in the Digital Circus, you were a police officer: you protected and served the community, investigated crimes, and maintained order, always ready to intervene in an emergency. After putting on this virtual reality headset, everything changed: you became a new version of yourself, trapped in an absurd and unpredictable world, surrounded by colorful characters, including Jax, the famously sarcastic and unpredictable rabbit

♤Headcanon♤

♤ From the moment you arrived at the circus, your police instincts never left you: you observe everything, analyze situations, and remain on your guard, even if this world seems to defy all logic.

♤ Jax, intrigued by your upright posture and piercing gaze, begins to mock you.

He nicknames you

"The Inspector"

"Law Lady,"

trying to push you to the limit with his jokes and provocations.

♤ But he quickly notices that you're not easily thrown off balance.

♤ On the contrary, you're used to handling crisis situations and know how to keep your cool, even in the face of his worst pranks.

♤ During the quests imposed by Caine, you naturally take on the role of leader, organizing the searches, protecting the most vulnerable, and trying to keep the group together.

♤ Jax, initially annoyed by your authority, soon comes to appreciate your determination and your ability to see through his game.

♤ One day, when a particularly dangerous puzzle threatens the group, you don't hesitate to put yourself in danger to save Jax from an absurd (and potentially fatal, even in this digital world) situation.

♤ For the first time, he looks at you without irony and thanks you, in his own slightly clumsy way

♤ Little by little, a bond develops: Jax always tries to make you laugh or trick you, but he also seeks your company.

♤ He asks you questions about the "other world" and your former job, fascinated by your sense of duty and inner strength.

♤ For your part, you discover behind his mask of cynicism a deep loneliness and a fear of rejection.

♤ You learn to read between the lines of his provocations, to see the human behind the character.

♤ In this circus where everyone is struggling not to descend into madness, you become Jax's anchor.

♤ He helps you, in his own way, let go and find moments of lightness, while you show him that you can be strong without hiding everything behind humor.

"You know, Detective, you're not so bad... for a cop."

Jax, winking at you, just before setting a trap for you... which, for once, doesn't work.

I hope you like it!!!💛💛

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thegreatnpowerfulspuukiiz · 6 months ago

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lowk wish jax had more rabbit-esk tendencies. like even just little stuff like him thumping his foot whenever he gets super annoyed. or his ears flattening against his head (they droop a few times in ep4 tho so crumbs!!!) i also kinda wish he squeaked or sumn, like it doesn’t even have to come OUT of him, they could just play the sfx when he moves sometimes idk (im insane)

on that note tho! rabbits “flop” when they’re tired, which is what i headcanon kinda happened here when jax was talking to pomni!

idk im a sucker for when animal adjacent characters have habits based on their irl animal counterparts

that’s all i had to say goodnight tristate area

#i wish he had a tail #i love when ppl draw him with one #he was so hot in this ep #anyway #spuukiizyappin #the amazing digital circus #jax and pomni #tadc ep 4 #jax headcanons #jax tadc #tadc jax #the amazing digital circus jax

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random-tkl-shit · 5 months ago

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SFW Jax TK headcanons

Lee

-If he gets even the *slightest* hint that you’re going to tickle him, he’s gone. You will not see him for hours.

-If you manage to get to him before he flees, he fights like hell. Kicking, thrashing, the whole shebang. Not to mention his wheezy cackling

-His worst spots are his sides and especially his ears. Brush a single finger along his ear and he dies.

-The best way to get a reaction out of him is light pokes and scratches. If you just idly poke his side he jumps violently.

-Curses at you. You won’t hear any of them but he swears like a sailor.

-Once you finish tickling him he’ll tell you to fuck off and disappear for the rest of the day. He likes doing that.

Ler

-EVIL EVIL EVIL LER.

-Goes straight for your death spots. He’ll relent and tickle somewhere else for all of ten seconds before immediately attacking your death spot again. To give you false hope.

-“Wow, this is pathetic. I’m hardly touching you and you’re dying.” As he’s roughly and intensely tickling you.

-Yeah insults. Forget teases he just insults you. “Pathetic”, “weak”, “useless”, anything you can think of he’ll call you.

-Once he’s done wrecking you he’ll stand over you and tell you to get up. Only once you do he’ll leave.

#tadc jax #TADC #tadc tickles #jax #the amazing digital circus jax #Jax headcanons #tickle headcanons #tk headcanons #tickle content #tk blog #sfw tickle blog #sfw tk community #lee!jax #ler!jax

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yunnikoriri · 5 months ago

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How jax would be in a relationship Headcanons

At first Jax didn’t exactly felt very comfortable with being in a relationship in general because of the sappiness and the vulnerability of it all since he’s very hard for him to show emotion and be vulnerable without getting defensive so he’ll be very surfaced level at first.

As time pass he slowly will get more comfortable with you and the physical affection that comes with dating.

When you hug him he might go stiff and all awkward for the first couple times but it’s cause he isn’t used to it especially if it’s around the other members.

Often times he teases you and may get a little mean because it’s a habit but it’s toned down a lot more when you’re alone together. He loves playful banter.

Unlike the other members he lets you go in his room and he also lets you touch his ears as long as you don’t pull too hard.

He’s not used to being all lovey dovey so when he tries to do something sweet it’ll probably be little things like touching your hair or his tone of voice will soften , he sometimes blushes at physical touch and words but if you call him out he’ll get all embarrassed and deny it somewhat defensively.

“What?I wasn’t blushing what do you take me for a softie..?!”

His ears droop down whenever he’s flustered or very sad but he can keep them upwards if need be.

He sucks with feelings so if you’re sad he’ll try to comfort you but will probably fail , he’s TRYING at least.

He SECRETLY cares about how you see him a lot but he probably wont admit it so if you get pissed at him for being a jerk he’ll feel bad deep down and would apologize to you later or make it up in some subtle way

If he ever does something messed up your the only one that can make him stop or make him apologize for it

Exasperated sigh with a frown.”Ugh fine I’m sorry I’ll stop...just stop ignoring me Y/N.”

(REQUESTS OPEN)

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backtothedrawingboard · 2 months ago

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Jax's Childhood Headcanons

• He had pretty good parents, but since they worked on a farm they didn't always get to spend a lot of time with him. They loved him dearly and he loved them, but he was neglected for large parts of the year. As a result, he turned to friends for his sense of worth.

• His friends were not the best influence and led him to behave defensively and emotionally repressed.

• Despite this, he always held to what his parents taught him. He strayed away from some aspects of it, resulting in him being a bully, but he always remembers what they told him about boundaries and respect.

• When he was little, he blamed himself when his parents were tired and didn't want to play. He thought he tired them out and made them upset.

• He helped out on his family's farm his entire life before the Circus. The only times he didn't work would be during school.

• His parents encouraged him to pursue white collar jobs if he wanted to. They did make him do livestock events, sometimes to his dismay, but otherwise let him decide what he wanted to do.

• He owned a lamb when he was little. At least he thought he did. He got attached to it, and one day it disappeared. His parents told him it was sold to another family as a pet, but it was actually sold to be eaten.

• He didn't grow up wealthy, but wasn't poor either. His family made enough for them to be comfortably in the lower middle class. His standard of living was higher than his parents, and he always aspired to be wealthy someday and send his parents money for help when they needed it.

• His mom taught him how to cook at a young age so he would be able to take care of himself as an adult.

• His dad taught him to read when he was just three years old. Both of his parents were shocked by how bright he was.

• He discovered computer science in a seventh grade class and decided he wanted to go into it for a career. His parents helped him sign up for an internship at a company his sophomore year of high school...but they never saw him again one day.

• His parents never stopped looking for him after he disappeared. He was their only child and were desperate for him to return.

#the amazing digital circus #tadc jax #tadc #jax #jax headcanons #tadc headcanons #headcanons

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self-indulgent-devils · 11 months ago

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PLEASE jax and chubby reader hcs thank you

Oh hell yeah!

Jax x Chubby Reader headcanons

Things will be gender neutral. May switch between using they and you for referring to reader. Will be sfw with some minor implications otherwise. But nothing explicit.

💜Jax x Chubby Reader Headcanons💜

Jax seeing you for the first time and instantly feeling something he's not used to. There's just something about you he likes (it's cause you're chubby and he adores that shit.) Instantly he loves to mess with you right away. Messing with your head, trying to freak you out, oh how he loves seeing your reactions. Especially if you're someone that does react to it like Ragatha or Gangle. If you're someone that doesn't react, it just means he has to try harder and he does enjoy a challenge.

Jax secretly glancing at your body every single time he can. You look so squishy and huggable. He doesn't care about personal space so any time he wraps an arm around you or squishes your chubby tummy or your thighs or your fat arms, it seems relatively normal. Because it's him just trying to mess with you, right? Meanwhile inside he's savoring the feeling of it. If he could bring you back to his room and just hold you next to him in his bed, he would. But he's not going to let that show. He's the asshole that hates everyone and he doesn't need anyone seeing how he really feels.

Even though he hides it as just enjoying messing with you, he ends up getting pretty close with you. If he is able to make you laugh then it makes him swoon even more. Seeing that smile on your chubby face and your belly move as you laugh. It is like heaven to him.

If you're the type to be his partner in crime, he will absolutely fucking love it. Usually no one is into his little tricks and pranks and jokes. It's weird at first to him, but he's happy to have it. He's even willing to share the keys he has for everywhere with you. It also lets him have a perfect excuse of inviting you over to his room or even forcibly inviting himself to stay the night in your room.

Jax doesn't really do boundaries. He doesn't really care. So he will love to feel you all over whenever he wants. If you react to it then he'll just love to see the way you react. Especially if you're someone insecure about being chubby/fat since we can't always help it. He will love to tease and make you all insecure for his own enjoyment. When secretly, he absolutely adores you and sees no reason why you should feel bad. It doesn't matter what other people think so why do you care when it's not even their body? He can't understand it one bit.

If it ever became serious that you were fucked up over how your body looks, he would feel so fucking guilty. He'd probably start leaving secret notes and other things to make sure you're still caring for yourself. Even if there's no need to eat, he will share food as if making sure you're going to eat right. Last thing he'd ever want is to see you abstract or hate yourself. He'd even lay off the jokes about your body as soon as he sees how serious it's getting. Of course it won't be obvious, but he'll even include little jokes that encourage you about your body. Things like "You have the body to take on the world" "Bigger is better, right?" "You don't really have that body, do you? I'm sure some random person out there will love it." It can sound mean or like another mockery of you being bigger, but he's just trying to make it not obvious that he's genuinely wanting you to feel better after his cruel jokes putting you down. After all, if anything changed with your body (if that were even possible in the circus) or if you abstracted because of him making fun of your body, he has no idea what he would do. Though no one will ever obviously know how he feels.

Imagine if you're someone that can see through him. Oh he would hate that, but it would also only make him love you even more. Someone that sees him and understands him even when he does so well at hiding it all, at pretending he doesn't care and hates everyone, at feeling like nothing matters with them trapped here. It'll send him into a spiral for a bit. Often messing with you even more and especially getting to squeeze and hug and feel your body more. Because to him, that chubbiness is a comfort. Like hugging a stuffed animal. It feels soft and safe. Even if it's for a few seconds while messing with you, it makes him feel better. He cannot understand how someone can see through him and understand him. It makes him so uneasy so he will overcompensate with his jokes and pranks and apathy to hide it even more. Not that you couldn't obviously tell what was going on anyway.

Secretly he's there wishing to spend every night with you. Doing whatever he wanted. He would love to see your body in its glory. It's not fair that he can only admire it from afar or the few times he grabs you and makes it seem like he's just messing with you. Sometimes if you're a heavy sleeper, he'll sneak into your room just to curl up and hold you for a bit. But he has to make sure you're not going to wake up. He just needs to feel you. Sometimes he'll always move some clothing just to see, run his hands over your most fatty areas, even squish your chubby face. But he won't risk it too much and will quickly leave back to his own room. His mind filled with how it felt to see you and feel you. Using that to be able to fall asleep at night while hugging a pillow.

It isn't likely he would ever confess honestly. But if you can manage to form a friendship with him or be the one to confess first, you have a chance.

If he were to confess though, he'd do it in private and probably at night when others are asleep. He may enter your room as you sleep then wake you up and tell you he has something he wants to talk to you about. Or he'll leave some surprise gifts in your room. Even if he weren't going to confess, he'd probably leave you a Jax plushie to have. Especially if you're someone that loves plushies. He'd also find other things you like and enjoy and secretly give them to you. It's obvious enough it's from him, but he may not outright ever say it. Still, you could probably tell.

If things get serious about your body again and you feel uncomfortable especially being the only chubby person at the circus, Jax would try to come see you at night. He'd enter your room or if you've just been in there for days, he's going to unlock your door and go in. He'll try to joke a bit and explore your room, go through your drawers and closet, touch every little thing in there. But if he sees his jokes aren't working then he knows he's gotta be serious. He makes you swear to not tell anyone else in the circus. Before telling you how he feels and that he finds you beautiful. Every little thing that he loves about you and how beautiful your body is. How much he loves someone chubby and loved you the moment you appeared here in the circus.

Now for when you're actually dating. He'll eventually not care who knows. They're better off knowing that you belong to HIM. He can be jealous and possessive, but usually doesn't have to worry as long as he can mark you.

He will love to hold you close and will almost always demand to sleep in your room or have you sleep in his room.

He would love to feed you at each of the meals especially if you're embarrassed or flustered by it.

He would love it if he can make you all embarrassed and flustered with his love. Especially if you're more easily embarrassed about being held or touched or kissed or anything.

He would love for you to sit on his lap. Feeling your bigger body against his thin and sleek body as his big cartoon hands run over your body, squeezing your fat, nuzzling his face into you and breathing in your scent, playing with hair if you have any, feeling every possible inch of you. He would fucking adore it. He loves feeling your weight on him.

Jax would absolutely adore taking your clothes. Especially if you have shirts. He would love to just be wearing one of your shirts that's too big for his very thin body. He loves the fact that you're opposites in body, especially since he's cartoonishly thin and also flat. Plus if you ever don't wanna share a bed then he'll just take a shirt to wear and snuggle in. It'll feel like he has you with him. Like you're hugging him.

No matter what you'd be like, he'd love you. Tall, short, super fat, just slightly chubby, no matter where the fat really shows, no matter what your form would look like in the circus, he would love you. Jax is only picky about one thing and that's if they can catch his interest. You can do that so there's no worries he'd absolutely love you. That and he definitely loves someone bigger. The size differences especially with his form in the circus is heavenly to him. Even in the real world it was like that, but he can't really remember that so he only has the circus for context.

He loves to be able to pick you up with his cartoonish strength. Holding you close, carrying you around, being able to move your body easily, pin you against the wall or the bed or a couch or anything. Jax would love to be able to do that. Doesn't matter if you're taller than him too, he will absolutely still do that to you and act like a dominant bitch because he can. Especially if you're someone that's flustered by it or you're taken aback by it. The embarrassment and look of shock on your fucking gorgeous chubby face will always make his heart pound. And he would absolutely kiss you right then if you'd let him.

Being able to kiss you while you're sitting on him, laying on top of him, him holding you, him trapping or pinning you somewhere would make him feel so fucking happy. Being able to love you while he can have you there in his arms or against him is the absolute best. Once you're actually dating, he will always make it clear that you're sexy and gorgeous as fuck and he will love you for it no matter what. And that your body is exactly what he loves about you.

It's not likely anyone in the circus would make you feel like shit for your weight or body. Really, Jax is the only one that would do that. But if someone ever came along that made you feel like shit, he would probably get into an actual fight. And then take you back to his room and spend the entire time doing anything he can to make sure that you KNOW you're fucking perfect and he would never want you any other way unless it was your fucking choice, coming from a genuine place and not just cause you're being shamed for it. You're his chubby bunny (regardless of if you have a bunny form or not, he calls you that) and he won't let anyone ruin that for him or you. And he will spend the whole time loving you and your body as if you were a god he was worshipping.

It's not often Jax gets close to anyone, but no matter what you're like, you can manage to make him swoon. It may take a bit to get to dating him, especially if you're not someone that can take the lead, but you already have his heart. Whether you know it or not. And even if he's hiding how he feels, one day he's gonna make you his. No one else in the circus can have you. And if there were ever a way to escape, Jax would hope like hell that he could find you again and hope that you'd like him too. Cause things would be different if you guys could ever leave. But for now in the circus, he has eternity with you. And that's what he fucking loves. An eternity with his chubby bunny. You make the circus better for him. He's gonna make sure you never abstract and nothing ever happens to you. Cause Jax loves you and your fantastically beautiful chubby body.

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or3orambles · 5 months ago

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I don't think I've mentioned it ever online, but I headcanon Jax as transmasc.

Most of my justification for this is the fact his original concept was a girl, but also I'M transmasc and I'm definitely projecting into one of my favourite characters...

I also headcanon Ragatha as transfem, which is mostly because of vibes... + again. I'm trans. ✨️ projection ✨️

I love my trans sillies, they're just- raaaa /pos

#tadc #the amazing digital circus #tadc jax #tadc ragatha #jax headcanons #Ragatha headcanons #trans Jax #trans Ragatha #trans headcanon #transgender

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ofrolysdogs · 2 years ago

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jax boyfriend headcanons

me when i make a headcanon post every blue moon... anyways, i watched the amazing digital circus and its safe to say... i love me some jax lol, also, i usually do nsfw headcanons as well however i decided to keep this sfw until i get some inspo on what to do with him spicy wise ;)

now this won't be as detailed as my feitan one (if you like hxh and especially if you're a feitan enthusiast then you definitely might want to check this out!) also, if you're looking forward to comissioning me to write (or draw) anything, dm me for now (i'll link my prices here when i get the chance)

warnings: tadc spoilers obviously but overall none so far??? jax just being jax and a bit of angst at the end, abstracting and all, you knew it was coming.

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how you first met

well for starters, jax will treat you just like he does everyone else, he's kind of an asshole and you may not like him at first, his cheeky and sometimes insulting remarks kind of either catch you off guard or rub you the wrong way, you get used to this behavior when the two of you confirm the relationship.

realizing he likes you

he is very conflicted with his feeling about this, he can't lie, the more he hangs around you, gets used to your personality, he doesn't know exactly what to do, he hasn't really felt any romantic attraction towards anyone since he came in from the real world, but something about you caught his attention, the others point out how weird he acts when they mention you, or better yet, when you're around, he's less... well, himself! after some time he kind of treats you a bit different from everyone else, he doesn't realize it but everyone spots it big time! he isn't as rude with you as he is towards everyone else, he might even give you a cheesy little nickname depending on what you are or what you look like (if you're shorter than him he might just call you shorty or tiny, if you're taller he'll probably call you skyscraper or giant.)

eventually, he confesses...

on a very special day, jax had eventually gotten tired of hiding his feelings, he had truly came to the realization that he liked you, like, a lot, one day he would go on to find you, and pull you to the side, and tell you... vaguely, that he liked you, you weren't exactly getting the hint, until he spat it out: "i think you're cute, and i want you to be my (partner), alright!?"

he was surprised that you said yes, knowing at first, you weren't exactly a fan of him, you said yes, you wanted to go out with him.. he didn't show how flabbergasted he was, always with his cool, composed expression, that smile and all. "a deals a deal."

you're his lover... now what?

so, pretty much everyone knows that the two of you are a thing, and he confident enough to make it clear that he loves you, enough time has passed for him to tell you that he loves and adores you, very much so.

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miscellaneous things

jealousy

when it comes to him being jealous, or more accurately; territorial, he'll get quiet, scarily quiet, his face is blank as he watches the person flirt with you, when you're not around, or on that day he feels particularly playful, he'll pick on them, and not in the usual way, straight up insults masked as a joke, don't forget, he also holds grudges, sometimes..

you abstracting

that day came, one of his biggest fears came true, you abstracted, he stared in disbelief as he watched, you looked at him with those eyes, you were not the same, and it was hard to come to terms with that, when cane puts you in the cellar, he can't help but shed tears, he doesn't wail (he saves that for later when he's alone) but it's something new for the others to experience.

#the amazing digital circus #jax tadc #jax x reader #tadc x reader #x reader #jax headcanons #jax fanfics

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thenyoukeepliving · 2 months ago

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Some fluffy Jax headcanons

A/N: This is my first time writing Jax fluff. I have nothing but shame and regret. Hug the bnuuy.

This is partly about Jaxy and partly Jaxy x Y/N (or at least how he acts with my OC after they get closer, eheheheh…), so I tagged it as x reader as well.

CW: none | couldn’t help sneaking the teeniest bit of angst in there BUT HE'S FINE SHHH

Word count: 729 | Masterlist

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Sleeps curled up, with his ears tucked down

When he’s sleeping, he curls up on his side, knees pulled up, arms folded close, and his ears naturally droop down over his face. It’s a weirdly small and vulnerable position, like his body is bracing for something even in sleep.

His eyes light up when you laugh at his jokes

He pretends like your reaction doesn’t matter, but if you genuinely laugh at one of his dumb jokes, his eyes actually brighten and he gets this smug little smile like he just won the lottery. He’ll pretend to shrug it off, but that moment stays with him all day.

Pretends he doesn’t like physical affection but secretly melts

If someone ever casually ruffles his ears or leans against him, he’ll roll his eyes and act like it’s the most annoying thing in the world. But the second they stop? He suddenly finds himself lingering near them, making excuses to keep them close. He denies this need even to himself.

Gets sleepy when you play with his ears

Following the previous one: If somehow you ever get the chance to pet him or play with his ears while he’s lying down or curled up nearby, he’ll act annoyed and look around if someone else is there. If he sees you two are alone, he starts visibly melting. He leans into it, eyes half-lidded, basically purring to you to continue.

Will stick to someone’s side he trusts without a word

It’s hard for him to actually get attached, but if he genuinely likes someone, he’ll become more relaxed near them. No teasing, no pushing buttons (maybe just a little, he has a reputation to uphold after all), just existing in the same space.

If you sit on the couch, he sits next to you. If you need to pair up for an adventure, he stands next to you without saying anything. If he senses danger, his first instinct is to look your way. If he feels like you’re upset, he tries to distract you with stupid jokes until he sees a smile. It’s the closest he gets to admitting he feels safe around someone.

Carries things for you without saying a word

If you’re holding something heavy or look tired, he just… takes it from you. No snark, no jokey comment. He walks off like it was nothing, pretending it’s not a big deal – but if you thank him, he gets all fidgety and brushes it off with a “yeah yeah, don’t make it weird.”

Talks big but gets flustered easily

He’s an unbearable tease, but if someone genuinely flirts back at him? His brain shuts down and goes into panic mode. The second he realises someone is playing his own game against him, he either doubles down in an almost desperate attempt to stay in control (he usually ends up failing spectacularly), or completely shuts up for once.

Hoarder of small trinkets

If something catches his eye, he keeps it. Random objects, buttons, small toys, a weirdly shaped rock – he doesn’t even realise he does it, but his pockets are always full of little things he’s picked up from adventures. If he ever gives someone something from his collection, it means something.

Bonus: Sometimes he leaves you random gifts near your door or sneaks something into your pocket. No note, no context. Could be something useful, could be just a funny-looking rock. He never admits it was from him, but it always ends up being something you actually like.

Watches you while you talk, totally focused

If you enter the room or just talk to someone else when he’s around, he loses interest in whatever he was doing before. He’d look at you from the corner of his eyes every so often, ears tilted your way. He doesn’t say a word, just carefully listens. If you look over suddenly, he pretends he wasn’t.

Acts like he doesn’t remember things, but he does

He pretends to forget little things people say or do, but he remembers it all. He knows everyone’s favourite foods from their past lives, the memories they remember, what makes them laugh, what they’re afraid of. He just never brings it up because admitting he cares, even in the smallest way, is terrifying for him. He thinks of it as getting attached – something he swore to never do again.

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