An ordinary girl finds herself trapped in the Digital Circus. Between chaotic adventures, heartfelt friendships, and countless unforgettable moments, she slowly forms an unexpected connection with Caine. A slow-burn story filled with fluff, humor, comfort, and a little bit of mystery. NOTE: This is CANON. :) Cover Credit: The Amazing Digital Circus characters belong to Glitch Productions. Character artwork is a redraw based on @edalyndraws's fanart on Instagram. My OC, title, and cover editing are by me.

"Quackity?" I spin around, half-stuck in memory, tackling him into the wall and knocking the wind out of the both of us. We hit the floor and I roll on top of him, pinning his wrist beside his head. My hand is trembling, but the dagger clutched in my fist doesn't falter as I raise it. One clean stroke. Just one across his throat. His pupils dilate as he clutches the dagger's hilt before it kisses the vulnerable flesh of his neck. "Quackity." He takes a shallow breath and grits his teeth. "Drop the knife." Wilbur. The haze lifts. I blink at him, throat tight, eyes wide. My grip weakens. The blade slips from my hand and hits the floor with a dull clatter. My chest rises and falls as I stare down at him. His breath warms my face. I don't move. I can't. His heartbeat thunders underneath me. Slowly, carefully, his face shifts. From where I sit straddling his waist, I see his face soften at the sight of my dishevelment. I see the concern etched there before I can feel my own shame. "What are you so afraid of?" Synopsis: Behind closed doors, a casino isn't all glittering lights and card games. It's made of traitors and cheaters... Quackity has always stood in other's shadows, cast out from countries, betrayed by those whom he loved, and laughed at by those whom he thought he could trust. The moment he creates an empire of his own, however, suddenly everyone wants a piece of their own, and it seems as if they'll stop at nothing for a taste of power. On the night of Las Nevadas' grand opening, a traitor threatens to tear down everything Quackity has built, and it seems as if the only one whom he can trust is a man who has an interesting relationship with matches and TNT. Cover art is mine! CW/TW: language, smut, blood/gore, weapons, self-harm, suicidal thoughts, abusive/ toxic relationships, substance abuse, anxiety attacks, sexual assault, assault, character death, vomiting/ nausea, etc. Viewer discretion advised.

What if someone else in the building had to watch Ranboo die? What if it was an old friend? And what if that person got a 50/50 in the votes a year ago? Raven, a 19 year old girl that was a like sister to Ranboo was Captured by show fall for 3 years until set free last year.

"Quackity?" I spin around, tackling him and tumbling roughly into the wall behind us. I pin his wrist down, tears dropping onto his soon-to-be crimson shirt. I can almost see the blood seeping out of the wounds I intend to slice into his skin. His pupils dilate as he clutches the dagger's hilt before it meets the vulnerable flesh of his neck. "Quackity drop the fucking knife," Wilbur hisses, gritting his teeth. My eyes widen as my grip loosens on the blade and his wrist, the knife clattering out of my grasp as I stare at him. I dip down, sensing the tension hovering between us, feeling his heart hammer against his ribcage. From where sit straddling his waist, I see his face soften at the sight of my dishevelment. "What are you so afraid of?" he whispers gently. * * * Synopsis: Behind closed doors, a casino isn't all glittering lights and card games. It's made of traitors and cheaters... Quackity has always stood in other's shadows, cast out from countries, betrayed by those whom he loved, and laughed at by those whom he thought he could trust. The moment he creates an empire of his own, however, suddenly everyone wants a piece of their own, and it seems as if they'll stop at nothing for a taste of power. On the night of Las Nevadas' grand opening, a traitor threatens to tear down everything Quackity has built, and it seems as if the only one whom he can trust is a man who has an interesting relationship with matches and TNT. Cover art is mine! CW/TW: language, smut, blood/gore, weapons, self-harm, suicidal thoughts, abusive/ toxic relationships, substance abuse, anxiety attacks, sexual assault, assault, character death, vomiting/ nausea, etc. Viewer discretion advised.