"Something's wrong with me, Bubble!" Caine hisses dramatically, floating back and forth in his office. "Every time she smiles, I glitch! My code jitters, my heart races... Wait, do I even have a heart?!" Bubble floats lazily. "Sounds like a crush to me," he says matter-of-factly. "A what?!" The Amazing Digital Circus's all-powerful ringmaster can bend reality with a snap of his fingers, but apparently not his own feelings. ~~~~~ Cover art by taikko (@_taikko_ on X)!!

Requests are open as I am currently thinking of a main plot to make for this so feel free to put requests in! (Such as fluff ,comfort etc)

You didn't know where you were. You couldn't even remember your name. All you knew was: You had to get out. Includes: Pomni x Ragatha ❤️🧡🤍🩷❤️ Trigger Warnings(?): - Existential Crisis - Surreal s*icide This is a comfort story though, so there isn't going to be much conflict

It has been 7 years since you joined the circus. You only knew that as you had been counting each day with tallys in your notebook that you hid under your pillow at night. It was like sleeping on the days you had lost,replacing them with your dreams of the original life now gone probably for forever. Your relationship with the group was varied depending on the person but your most interesting connection was with the "Ringmaster" or some would say your "Prison warden" but the group called him Caine. Caine was the AI who looked after humans who ended up in the circus! He kept things in control and sent the gang off on adventures!... ... but what happens when one link in the chain begins to break?