A day in the life of the Cylly!1!1!1!1! Stupid, silly ideas, uhm... for my fav character! I'M CYLLYING IT ALL OVER THE PLACE. Very moderate in English. In Cyn's POV, btw. (First Person POV) And, I don't know whether I should tag this as mature or not... Schedule's up: Every two days after a chapter's release, 2-4 PM UTC Update: I've rewatched episode five and realized that this is not canonically correct. Oh, well :') Oh wow, it's almost ending. I still can't believe my Cyn ranking got even lower :( I'm just so nervous (this is right before the 20th chapter) I've never finished a story before. I hope the ending is decent, or at least not bad.

Oneshots based of the amazing YouTube series murder drones. I'm open to requests in the comments, this is my first ever book (:

FunnyBunny | Pomni x Jax | Book 2 | Guaranteed Friday Updates | The rules have changed. Caine is losing control. And escape may be the only way to keep their love from becoming the next performance. Cover Artist: Harvey Artist's Tiktok: @meguwimm | Highest Ratings Achieved | abstracted: #1 abstraction: #1 digital: #1 kaufmo: #1 ribbit: #2 unhinged: #5 zooble: #5 gangle: #5 pomnixjax: #7 kinger: #8 ragatha: #9 circus: #9 caine: #11 jaxxpomni: #15

Jax is definitely not beating himself up after his argument with Pomni. Why would he, when he's already told her and himself he doesn't care about anyone in the circus? He's determined to keep his actual feelings about the circus members behind the door of his bedroom, all contained to a singular corkboard on his wall. Pomni is determined to continue being friends with Jax, even after their spat, because she knows he was lying his way through it. She's respecting his space as best as she can, until him ignoring her makes her break entirely. Can she find a way to make them be friends again, and find a way past the walls he's built up around himself? ~ Aka the slowburn, canon-accurate, fluffy fix-it post-episode 6 fic that nobody asked for but we all need. As seen on Ao3/teased and animated about on TikTok and Instagram. Cover art by Me, Myself, and I (A 3-in-1!) The Amazing Digital Circus belongs to Glitch Productions and Gooseworx © Copyright 2025 All Rights Reserved

Caine gave them wine and the night gave them one unexpected kiss. Will this turn into something more? Will Jax allow himself to enjoy something real for once? Romance. Drama. Spice. Love triangles and love...squares?

FunnyBunny | Pomni x Jax | A slow-burn - horror - AU enemies to lovers interpretation. Pomni's story from the beginning | Book #1: Echoed Lies | Book #2: Fractured Truths | Trapped in the endless nightmare of the Digital Circus, Pomni refuses to lose herself to abstraction. But survival is cruel, and the only one who won't leave her alone is Jax. The sadistic rabbit who hides his fear behind mockery and lies. Cover Artist: Harvey Artist's Tiktok: @meguwimm | Highest Ratings Achieved | tadc: #1 theamazingdigitalcircus: #1 jaxxpomni: #1 pomnixjax: #1 pomni: #1 kaufmo: #1 funnybunny: #2 jax: #2 abstraction: #3 zooble: #3 kinger: #3 gangle: #4 unhinged: #5 jaxtadc: #6 circus: #6 ragatha: #8 chaotic: #9 caine: #12

Read the tags! (or don't, I'm not your dad) > Jax-centric (he's the main character whether he likes it or not). > Might split from canon... A lot. > Sarcasm, angst, existential dread, and breakdowns (sometimes all at once). > Cross-fandom voices stuck in Jax's head (yes, really). > Magic brain roommates: Angel Dust, Rocky Rickaby, and N. > Jax has D.I.D.... Not really D.I.D, more like... magical brain squatters with opinions. > Found family? Maybe. > Possible romance, definite regret, guaranteed chaos. . "I'm going insane..." After Ribbit abstracted, Jax was never truly the same. On the outside, he's still the sarcastic clown who never misses a chance to mock someone else's misery. He laughs, he grins, he pretends like nothing in this circus could ever touch him. But inside? Something shattered. His body didn't abstract... his mind did. Now Jax isn't alone in his own head. Voices have wormed their way in, loud and impossible to ignore. They were full-blown. "ARCHETYPES," crowding his mind. Each one is its own nightmare. An insane, unpredictable, wannabe poet with a head injury who treats every word like a stage cue. A sleazy flirt who can't go five seconds without either tossing out some shameless one-liner, or making fun of everything around him. And one that's unbearably kind. so kind it makes Jax's skin crawl. Because deep down, he knows he doesn't deserve that kind of warmth. They never shut up. They mock him, comfort him, argue with each other and worst of all, sometimes they take control of his body... and BE him. So Jax laughs louder. He smirks harder. He keeps up the mask because it's the only thing holding him together. But the cracks are spreading, the silence never lasts, and sooner or later... something's gonna give. How long can he keep laughing before he breaks for real? And when that happens... will Jax FINALLY see the humanity in everyone and redeem himself, or will he give up and abstract like all the others?