Honey and the Hatchet

Honey and the Hatchet

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The Mentalist, Patrick Jane x original female character (second person pov) You've found the body of a serial killer's latest target. A friendly neighborhood Old Man. You're more honest than most of the kids that have run through the CBI offices. And you're a fortune teller. Alright, so Jane's found the honey pot in you. Now, where's the hatchet? An original character/named reader-centric fanfiction! Please be aware that this story does mention acts of gun violence, blood, minor character deaths, sexual assault, and eventually consensual sexual themes.
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"And finally, Jax!" I scanned the crowd, searching for this 'Jax'. "Uh..." Gloved hands grabbed my shoulders and turned me around. Standing there was the rabbit I saw earlier. "'Sup, mousie," Jax said, leaning his body against my short figure-which reached up to his chest-placing an arm atop my head. I looked at my hands. When I moved my arm, the avatar moved along with it, black gloves moving at the same time as I did. Gently, I pressed my hands to my eyes, and- Nothing. The headset was gone. "What the @$_&." I clawed at my face, trying to remove the piece of technology. "Where did it go?" I pulled at my skin, trying to feel something, anything that was there, but nothing. Just skin. "Just keep pulling at it, it always works, mousie," Jax said, patting my cheek. I glared up at him. "Shut the @$&+ up." ~•~•~ The first thing I remembered when I came here was falling. Then I come here and I'm still falling. I bought some VR headset, put it on, and it cost me my future. Now, I'm stuck with people who aren't exactly people, an teeth-and-eyeball AI, and some annoying periwinkle rabbit. I've become a little muse of a mouse, supposed to be some sort of artistic inspiration. Yeah, right. But music is my safe space, and I was sent here with a flute and a purpose: to bring sound to the circus. I can either become the conductor or let people see me as nothing more than a statue in some museum. Ladies and gentlemen, the concert has started. ~•~•~ jax x fem!reader I AM SO SORRY IF YOU ARENT FEMALE ~•~•~ Start: November 26, 2023 Finish: November 30, 2024 Editing Finish: February 7, 2025 ~•~•~ cover credit goes to @RSpaceda!! ur an awesome artist and i could never :)

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