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They were at a spring festival. He was luckier that the colors were better on the eyes, less that everyone around him was talking ecstatically about it and the new objective. It already felt stuffy in there as Caine took pride this time in trying to make the place look and feel more realistic. Jax had to give a small applause as he could feel the oppressing sun beaming on his body already, and everyone was too close without order on how to even stand together.
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Or: Jax is overwhelmed and neglecting instincts only makes things worse, Kinger helps him come to that realization.Bookmarked by pleasureLord
20 Feb 2026
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Jax stumbles, feet slipping and sending him crashing back against Kinger in his attempt to stand. And then he feels himself being lowered. One of Kinger’s hands supporting the back of his head, the other placed flat against where his shoulder blades would be, Kinger kneels, laying Jax back down on the floor. Kinger’s hand gives way to a softness against Jax’s head - at this point, he’s too dazed to even have a reaction to figuring out Kinger’s propped his head in his lap, the old hack’s hand brushing his ears like locks of hair.
Jax stares up at the ceiling blankly, eyes wide as saucers and pupils little more than pinpricks.
“…Will you forget me when I die?”
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- Part 17 of silly circus people in hell
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19 Feb 2026
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Jax doesn't know what happened. Maybe he was thinking too much again or maybe something unexpected happened today. But it doesn't matter what happened. The important thing is that he's crying now and doesn't know how to stop it.
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19 Feb 2026
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“You’re bleeding out!” was her astute assessment, Jax’s ears starting to ring,“I’m pretty sure you lost half your blood between here and the door we crashed through and I don’t know where the others are, I don’t know where Caine is and I don’t know what to do!”
She accentuated her point with a censored curse at the new wave of liquid bubbling through his abdomen.
“And you say it’s ‘Not that bad’???”
“I’m just dying, it’s fine.”
An adventure goes a bit wrong and Pomni forgets for a small second that death is not a thing in the Digital Circus.
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19 Feb 2026
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The Joy and the Chaos (The Demons We’re Made Of) by FirefliesNightcore
Fandoms: The Amazing Digital Circus (Web Series)
19 Aug 2025
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The attacks keep happening.
Jax is hanging on by a thread. An increasingly tenuous thread that’s threatening to snap at any given moment. He’s beginning to hope for it, if only for the pain to stop.
And then there’s Pomni. Stupidly earnest and recklessly kind Pomni.
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18 Feb 2026