I absolutely love your art style. It’s just so fun and nice to look at and it’s easy to go down the rabbit hole of scrolling through your stuff and also just taking time to look at each piece! And your Caineworld AU is such a genius concept and I’m glad I found it and your art in general!
blushes and breakdances
thank u anon, this kinda motivates me to try a little harder to get back to drawing again.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: The Amazing Digital Circus (Web Series)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Jax/Pomni (The Amazing Digital Circus), Jax & Pomni (The Amazing Digital Circus), Pomni & Ragatha (The Amazing Digital Circus), Gangle & Pomni (The Amazing Digital Circus), Minor Gangle/Zooble (The Amazing Digital Circus) - Relationship
Summary:
A lot of time spent with Jax meant she'd always note the little things. And curiously so—for some new reason she's not aware of—in recent times, his stray and nonchalantly tossed cups are now left bent or broken as he throws them. Crushed from the waist, marks of soda rivulets sogging the sides of the cup.
She thought Jax never handled his cups that way. What brought about the change?
Pomni gets curious when Jax starts acting differently around her and something else. Three times when it happens, and one time she realizes something else entirely.
After three weeks of trying and testing, I had to do something with my favorite TADC AU, so HERE is a fic set in @daialune ‘s AMAZING Caineworld AU. Jealous Jax and Funnybunny remain supreme! An excerpt of the fic is below the cut!
Pomni always has a knack for noticing the little things.
A skill arguably valuable for her kind of occupation, to catch wind of things and situations quickly enough to defuse; well like those times when Ragatha's flowery skirts tangled themselves on those fences and she noticed before she could panic for it.
But it wasn't just physical mishaps, if she trusted her ability enough—it was the changes in expression, action, and the stuff underlying regular conversation, especially if people she cared about conveyed their feelings in actions more than words.
Someone, ironically, like Jax.
Pomni's worked alongside him for what she believed to be nearly months after her subsequent hire into Caineworld, and they'd been rather rocky at first at the terms of being acquaintances but had gotten over that quick enough. It was after that rough patch of things did she realize having him around for company was surprisingly exhilarating and peaceful at the same time.
One, she's still making sure her hat doesn't get swiped off her head—a prank pulled numerous times, especially if it's a tease that she's "bald, short-stuff"—and two, she does get a lot of swiped soda in return.
…Speaking of the soda, actually.
Jax is the kind of person to never let his slushie cup out of his hand. Every passing moment, every ten or five of free time, his hand would always be wrapped around some kind of soft drink, so much so she's able to pick out little details of when and how long; beads of condensation sliding down in rivulets if he was just off the clock or the cup tinged with moist edges if it had been hours taking painfully slow sips. She can honestly believe half of the snack shack's payments came solely from his boredom at this point.
But another interesting thing about the lagomorph is that he's weirdly meticulous about the soda cups, too. He never purchases paper straws, grumbles about getting them the first chance he gets, and avoids the snack shacks that had reformed by executive decision to start going plastic-free. He never crushed his cups; he always kept the shapes intact. Pomni wonders if that's an attribute of his distaste towards certain substance and sounds (and maybe some unchecked sensory issues there too), coming down to toss his cups as intact as they were.
Point was, Pomni thought she had known all the inside-outs of his weird soft drink obsession.
Except, a lot of time spent with Jax meant she'd always note the little things.
And curiously so—for some new reason she's not aware of—in recent times, his stray and nonchalantly tossed cups are now left bent or broken as he throws them. Crushed from the waist, marks of soda rivulets sogging the sides of the cup.
She thought Jax never handled his cups that way. What brought about the change?
And damn curiosity killing the cat, she wants to know why.
Caineworld will continue being a TADC au, however it will be the only thing i’ll draw related to TADC, i’ll consider it canon to me for my own sake.
thank you for all your comments and suggestions it helped me with my final decision, and to those who were supportive of making it original; i see you and appreciate you alot, thank you