#I RUN AND RUN RIGHT INTO GOOBS ARMS

[barneysbigstompers]

WHAT THE FUCK?????

[wisteriaiswriting]

Trapped With The Twisteds

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Summary: Headcanons of being trapped with some twisteds.

Not sure if this counts as yandere so I tagged it in case.

She’s trying her best to be careful with you, but due to the ichor taking over it’s become quite hard.

And with the amount of times she’s accidently hurt you when you’re not in her reach or sight, hitting and/or scratching you in a panic. She’s dedicated to keeping you with her.

Her ichor covered arms are wrapped tightly around you, which keep you trapped against her. Back pressed against her sweater as you are kept stranded in her grasp.

Occasionally she’ll sit down, holding you close in her lap. One hand makes sure you can’t run off while the other gently (As gently as she can be) pats your head.

Tries to keep you away from the spikes on her jacket when she notices how close you are, but it’s kinda difficult as whenever she leans closer to move you away, she’s bringing them closer to you.

I was going to do them separately but why not

If one of them get’s attached to you, it’s more likely the other will as well.

Meaning that you’ll have two very large guard dogs following you around.

And it’s not like you can lose them either, with Pebble being the faster of the two and his ability, there's no chance that you’re outrunning them.

Coal almost immediately started herding you, which leads to Pebble joining her, leaving you with no chance but to listen.

If you ever get hurt or are just being stubborn for whatever reason, they definitely won’t object to dragging you around.

And that's just when they’re awake, you won’t have any higher chances of escaping when they’re asleep either.

They like to sleep around you, practically trapping you inbetween them. So if you wanted or needed to leave, either find a way to not wake them or just don’t.

Both of them wake up very easily, and that’s when they sleep. (I believe the twisted’s don’t need to sleep but do it occasionally.)

In short, these two are just larger, less friendly guard dogs to everyone.

Again, there’s no way you’re escaping him or even getting any sort of distance between him.

Does everything he can to keep you right next to him, this can involve using Ichor to stop you from leaving.

(Going off the headcanon that Dandy can switch between forms.) Isn’t scared of leaving a few scars here and there, he has access to plenty of medkits and bandages, you’ll be fine.

Is terrifying enough to the other twisteds, meaning they won’t dare to try anything unless they want to fight. (And lose.)

Goob does the obvious, hugs.

But this time he gives you no wiggle room, he doesn’t want to risk you running away.

In the small amount of time that is spent not wrapped up in his arms, it’s him following you like a puppy. He’s right behind you as you walk around.

He becomes so upset when you’re not in his sight for any reason, he even sounds like a kicked puppy. Almost crushing you in a hug when you’re back.

It’s very likely that Scraps is on the same floor, so she’s another level of security. And with it being the two of them watching, I don’t think you're escaping, alone at least.

She is constantly acting like a doting mother.

Everyday she is checking over you for any new injuries or changes.

Makes sure to completely clean of fany ichor, she actually doesn’t want you to change. (Even though it would be easier for her.)

Very quickly becomes overprotective, keeps you behind her when other twisteds are nearby. Always has one hand holding onto you, which ironically covers you in inchor. So she’ll take you away to clean it off.

Being a twisted doesn’t stop her from holding tea partys between the two of you. The flavours and types are significantly worse but you don’t have the heart to say anything.

[wafflexdguy]

Goob Headcanons!

It's the Goob! The Goobert Snoobert!!!!

Romantic/Platonic Headcanons featuring some angst! :D

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Goob loves hugs, and this is very obvious when he hugs you a little bit more often than he does with other toons. It's almost always on sight with him; the second he sees you his arms go flying out in your general direction. He doesn't always hit his target and may accidentally grab another toon or visitor of Gardenview. 

Of course, when other toons comment on his behavior towards you, his response is almost always, "Oh yeah, I guess I have!" And doesn't really comment any further on that. In his mind, you always need a hug, no matter the time or place! 

Except for funerals.

Assuming Gardenview already closed down and your doing your whole 'Ichor machine' mission; Goob is always close by. Sometimes coincidentally, but also because he doesn't like the idea of a Twisted chasing you and not being able to be there to help by hugging you out of the way. Even if you have the situation handled by getting out of sight, and sometimes putting himself in danger in the process. Please tell him that putting himself in danger just for you isn't always the best idea. 

Visitors and Employees do comment on how you two are almost inseparable -Barring Scraps- because you're always around Goob or Goob and Scraps. Visitors find it cute while Employees find it confusing, considering that in my personal headcanon, you don't really meet each other in the show. 

Unless you want to meet each other in the show, then the Employees won't comment on it. 

Scraps adores your relationship towards Goob, romantic or not. The interactions you two have with each other are almost always fun to watch, barring Twisted chases. Sometimes she intentionally leaves you alone, saying she has to do something and then just watch you two do whatever, gushing over her brother getting along with you so well.

...

Of course, everything isn't always so dandy. 

For sakes of actually having headcanons here, Twisted Goob isn't immediately hostile to you, just more watching you, unable to determine if he should attack or not. If you run away he'll just opt for walking after you. Not exactly chasing, just walking after you. 

And he won't observe from a distance either, he'll be right there next to you while you extract a machine, sitting there silently while you're blissfully unaware of his presence. Once you're finished and see him, maybe you'll freak out, maybe you won't. Maybe your first instinct is to run, maybe it isn't. 

Either way, you have a follower for the entire floor, whether you like it or not. It's mostly down to him just feeling really safe around you. You'll notice that his expression when Twisted is one of either pain or sadness (maybe some anger) but whenever he's around you, he feels a lot more safer and calm, with instead of the sad expression, it's more neutral or in rare cases happy. Of course, the smile would be the same as Twisted Scraps or Toodles, but it's still a smile!

That's not to say that he won't attack other Toons; he will but usually he can be calmed down by just putting yourself in front of the Toon in question. It'll temporarily calm him down enough to where the Toon can escape, (Assuming it's not a shrimp that'll stay due to him saying "I HATE TWISTED HUGGERS!!!!") and everyone is happy.

Eventually when panic time kicks off and see's everyone else going towards the elevator, he'll notice you're heading there too and kind of panic, kind of not. He'll assume it's just normal and that you'll be back eventually. So he'll wait.

And wait.

And wait.

Maybe you can see where this is going. 

Much like Glisten, he'll have a breaking point if you encounter him too many times to the point where he'll just hug you and won't let go the next time you see him. A Toon will have to break you out of the not so restrictive prison by blowing a airhorn right next to him. 

My personal headcanon around it is that Twisted Goob really hates being alone, just like Glisten. Except unlike Glisten, he won't... y'know, kill you. So with Goob, there's a lot less risk of dying with him, assuming there isn't another Twisted around. His arms are good for hugging tightly but not really good for defending. 

Speaking of defending, for Twisted Goob, he'll grab the Twisted that's chasing you and just... Hug them. Allowing you time to escape and really pissing off the Twisted that he robbed of a hit or free kill. 

...

But back to when things were happy and dandy!

A lot of visitors love to just see you two interact and basically do fluffy things, cuddling, hugging, interacting and playing, it's all well and good for corporate! They're earning money, the visitors are earning adorable photos and you and Goob are happily interacting with each other!

You'll notice in the interactions post I've made that his Hug ability he's usually protective or really likes hugs. Of course, he'll do this randomly and this can get really awkward if you were in the middle of an extraction, causing a failed skill check promptly having Twisteds coming after both of you. He'll just awkwardly chuckle and apologize, to which you might forgive him. 

But in conclusion: For the fluffy parts of these headcanons, it's mostly you and Goob hugging and just having fun together. With the Angst parts of these headcanons, it's more or less Goob being a mix of protective and curious but also just self interested with him staying around you only so he can feel safe. 

But to clarify, the Twisted version of him does like to be around you more because he likes you more than doing it out of self interest.

[ametistacollinsworld]

Can we get a Reader x twisted Shelly story (romance of course✨👅)?

Thanks for the request! Hope u like it! yay :3

You were on yet another tiring and exhausting run, sitting on the floor of the elevator as you tried to recover at least some of your energy while the next floor was yet to arrive.

You were pretty sure that you must have looked a mess at this point, as well as a little dirty with ichor. Not that you could do much about it anyway.

Your fellow runners didn't look much better either, to tell the truth… Vee, Goob, Scraps, Cosmo and Flutter all looked tired, as well as having some kind of injury, much to Cosmo's concern.

But you couldn't think much more about it, as the sound of the elevator could soon be heard, drawing everyone's attention, who quickly prepared to venture through yet another of the many, terrifying floors full of scary figures that were once their friends.

Everyone then quickly exited the elevator, but not before being surprised by a loud noise…

One blackout. How lucky you guys were.

Everyone looked at each other before silently walking in different directions to find items and machines to make things as quickly as possible.

You could hear a growl and small footsteps in the distance…

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You turned the machine's valve slowly, trying to be as careful as possible not to miss any skill checks while, at the same time, trying to be careful of your dark and scary surroundings.

Until you accidentally missed a skillcheck, causing the machine to emit a loud and unpleasant sound, which made you hold your breath, quickly looking around for any twist that might have heard the noise, but apparently hearing nothing.

How wrong you were.

Suddenly… something grew loudly not far from you, taking quick steps towards you, which made you quickly get out of the still incomplete machine to start running for your life.

You didn't want to look back, you didn't need to, you knew there was something that wasn't one of your friendly friends following you.

But the inevitable ended up happening, not looking right where you were going, you ended up tripping, which made you fall to the ground hard, which made you whimper from the fall, but you had something worse to worry about at that moment.

You heard a small growl followed by a whimper behind you…

You felt your body tremble, turning your body and looking up to catch the gaze of the creature that was following you.

It was Shelly. Or rather, Twisted Shelly.

And she was getting closer to you.

You closed your eyes, putting your arm in front of you in a attempt to protect yourself, but feeling nothing, much to your confusion.

You slowly opened your eyes, looking forward to seeing her monstrous figure standing in front of you, seeming to crouch down to get a better look at your figure.

"S-Shelly?" You called her name softly with a nervous tone, noticing how her eyes watched you with some kind of recognition, hearing a small soft whimpering sound coming from her.

You blinked, continuing to look at her to see if she would try something, which she didn't, seeming to wait for you to get up, which you did, getting up from the ground slowly and with a little difficulty from the previous fall.

When you were finally standing, Shelly's figure seemed to wag her little skeletal tail in happiness, giving a small smile with sharp teeth still bent down to your height.

"Shelly… you look so different… b-but it really is you." You spoke slowly, slowly extending one of your hands towards her.

She looked at your hand for a moment, almost seeming to analyze it, but soon leaned her cheek on your hand, closing her eyes with an almost relaxed expression making a strange sound that you assumed was some kind of happy purr, which made you surprisingly smile a little at the unusual situation.

You stayed like that with her for a while longer until you heard the sound of the elevator opening and its counting, which she opened her red eyes with black pupils to look at you.

"I…" You spoke softly with a tone almost uncertain of what to do, until your train of thought was interrupted by her pushing her head against you, forcing you to start moving.

It didn't take you long to get the message, she was pushing you right in the direction of the elevator!

"Okay! Okay! I'm going, don't worry…" You spoke quickly, starting to walk towards the elevator, only to stop one last time and turn to the large figure who only returned to watching you with their red eyes.

"I'll go with the others now… I'll meet you another time, little shell!" You spoke with a soft tone of farewell, noticing how Shelly seemed to wag her tail once more as she gave you a smile, soon turning slowly and walking into the shadows of the blackout once more.

Well, that was certainly something. I think you have something new to share with your fellow runners after all…

[ablobwhowrites]

yandere dandys world y/n idea? Maybe?

Hear me out on this idea. Like cause I like boxten a lot. I like the funny musical man. (Also toodles and pebble and coal are platonic yanderes only)

Plus this is just a idea for a y/n but I don't know if it'll ever be a official y/n I'll write for unless you guys like this idea.

Imagining boxten y/n. Who mostly is besties with poppy and over time he sees how strange the other toons are acting but thinks he's overreacting and just him overthinking. Plus him taking the baking classes with sprout and Cosmo takes up a lot of his time and it's almost 24 hours that y/n has been taking these classes and of course y/n wants to get better and make the perfect cake but sometimes when the classes aren't scheduled it's almost instantly that Cosmo or sprout need help with something that consumed a lot of time.

Y/n sometimes wants to go on solo runs again but almost Everytime a other toon sees him a elevator and immediately joins him or calls y/n over and cause he doesn't wanna be rude, y/n let's the toon go with him in the run or if called over for something just gets out the elevator to help but once in a while he is able to slip in a solo run for a bit but tries to be quick a run but when he comes up from a run thinking he got back in time. It's either poppy or vee standing in front of the elevator door when he comes back up and poppy is like "I could cover for you! You don't need to just wander off, you could get in big trouble." But the Vee is just sighs and is angry that y/n wander off again and now y/n has to hangout with Vee for a week so that Vee won't tell any toon that he snuck out.

I do imagine one time in a run. Y/n was getting back to the elevator a twisted tried to drag y/n back away from the elevator but goob was on the run and was able to grab y/n back and after goob would keep the twisted as far away from y/n as he could and scraps would check up on y/n from time to time on the run before getting back but I do imagine when y/n was first attached by a twisted, there was a lot of arguing among the toons for who was in charge of distracting the twisted because y/n could have gotten killed by only got away with some minor scraping on his arm.

During Christmas time I do imagine that likes to try and help bobette, rudie and ginger with puting up decorations and rudie just telling stories about Santa and y/n standing there like "...so a fat guy in a red suit breaks into people's houses and leaves presents but takes only sweets a milk? Won't he get sick?" And rudie is like "your right!...but Santa loves cookies what could we do to trade cookies and milk?" And end up asking Cosmo and sprout to make some kind of sweet that Santa could eat and just rudie and boxten y/n just yapping about Santa clause.

Bobette just going along with y/n's and rudie's "full proof" plan of seeing Santa clause and making a pillow fort next to the Christmas tree to make sure they'll be able to see Santa clause. They don't because they got tired and coal found them and end up sleeping next to the trio. Toodles joins and rudie tries to set up a camera next to the tree to catch a picture but ends up getting a picture of peddle or coal next the to tree.

I imagine astro always checking up on y/n to make sure his dreams are nice ones but sometimes sees y/n have nightmares and tries to stop them but only successfully a few times. Shrimpo is kinda a bodyguard to boxten y/n a lot of runs together. Like pacing left and right looking out for twisted's and making sure non of them get near y/n. Also during Valentine's day I imagine y/n finds a very nice flower but the stem is slightly crushed and y/n knows who is from.

(anyways this is just my idea but if you like it, you guys can request more and I would love to yap about it. But that's it for my yap session, please don't be shy and request ideas for fics or y/n's and for now please stay safe and drink water!)

[owlstro]

platonic Goob & Scraps x parent reader?

Bonus points if a small section is written when they were kids with a whole bunch of wholesomeness, if possible.

Ps: Love your writing!❤

GOOB & SCRAPS and PARENT READER , platonic

note: thank u for requesting and THANK U!! im glad ppl enjoy my writing hehs, this one's a little short too (i think) so apologies ^_^" hope u like this either way thoo!

art: @ kennicrispy on Pinterest!

First off, both of them are very clingy or at least when you're off to somewhere remotely dangerous, they'll most likely be there with you or begging you to stay

Goob would totally be the clingier one though, you know he's gonna run to you and tell about whatever happened in the run he was just in. Not before giving a big hug or if you're not a big fan of physical touch, give you a big greeting like shouting a "HI!!" or "HEY!!"

Scraps, although being the older sibling, would also do the same as Goob but VERY toned down. She doesn't want you to get overwhelmed.

She takes you to go draw with her all the time, Scraps wants to practice her skills so someday she can gift you a painting!

Goob does the same, taking you somewhere open but secluded to get used to his 'arms', he's mostly just hugging you though.

They both are independent Toons on their own but that doesn't mean they don't wanna be coddled by you every once and awhile. You did raise them after all!

Both probably like to cuddle a lot, especially before you or the crafts get chosen for a run, makes them forget the danger and risk of it.

Goob would totally pull you to machines, and even try to encourage you like Shelly does albeit, it doesn't really work but you appreciate the effort.

Scraps, while her ability isn't a huge support like Goobs. But she does help when she can, taking Twisteds off of you (even if you have lower stealth), giving you machines no matter how long she has been working on it for, .. the list goes on.

If you made some comment like "When you were ... I remember you did ..." Scraps would just groan in embarrassment and Goob would just awkwardly laugh.

Scraps would playfully insult you, nothing too serious. Like calling you old or something like that.

Goob gets insecure of his teeth sometimes, not always but it's always lingering in his mind especially when he was younger and/or if he had just been talking to Shrimpo. You make sure anything Shrimpo said isn't true and distract him.

You sneakily navigated the map, making sure no Toon sees or hears you. Glancing around the room, you concluded you were alone.

You sigh in relief, all of this running seriously tired you out. Oh, right.. What were you doing?

"AHA!" You heard a voice call out. "Found you!!" Footsteps were rapidly approaching, you better act quick or you're gonna get tagged!

You dodge Scraps' failed attempt to grapple onto you, running out of the room. Not caring to check if Goob was there camping the exit.

Seriously, one adult and two kids.. it wouldn't be hard to evade them you thought. But Goob is scarily fast not like Scraps but her tail came in handy.

Why'd you think this was a good idea? You've barely been running for a minute, you gotta impress your kids.

Lose or Win, at least survive a minute or two more!

You kept on dodging Goob and Scraps' 'attacks' and continued on running like your life depended on it. You raised them well, ..too well.

"I'm gonna get ya hehe!" You heard Goob shout.

Oh god, your legs are giving out. You turn right and hide behind a few boxes to regain your stamina. You notice on the corner of your eye Goob was swiftly approaching.

You reveal yourself to the fluffy craft, catching him off guard, you take that as your sign to continue running before-

"TAG!" Scraps suddenly appeared infront of the entrance and tagged you with her tail. "You're it!"

The room fell silent but quickly bursting into laughter. "I got you!" Scraps said, posing victoriously as Goob cheered his sister on.

You sighed and slowly sat down, panting. "Bravo Scraps.. You did well, you too Goob."

final note: theyr so silly.... i HEART goob and scraps!!!!!

[wreckless-tempestry]

“May I have this dance?”

Year of the OTP 2025 — January Prompt

Characters: Finn x Shrimpo (Dandy’s World)

AN: WHOO I managed to make this 4.2k words exactly lmao. Anyway euhh this is my first time posting my writing to Tumblr so I hope you enjoy! These two tickle my brain so I dedicated my January to them (and will probably do so again for the rest of 2025 💀). Not sure how many shrimpbowl enjoyers are on Tumblr but pspspsps come out come out wherever you are.

part 2 part 3

As far as the whole New Years thing went, Shrimpo wasn’t a fan. Maybe other Toons felt the need to make silly resolutions, or claim it was time for a ‘new them’ but not him – he was already awesome and the best of all Toons just the way he was; there was no need for change! Thus, every January 1st that rolled around was met with Shrimpo’s typical disdain. Clearly such a meaningless date change warranted no means for celebration.

His obviously impeccable logic never seemed to pick up with the other Toons, however, and just like every year Gardenview was hosting a dance that night in the center, with all Toons being welcome to attend. A certain hum of anticipation could be felt throughout the day, with all of Gardenview’s inhabitants bustling about to make sure everything was ready for the big event. Several Toons were helping to set up the final decorations, with Dandy’s supervision, and the rest were getting themselves properly dressed and prepared for the evening.

Shrimpo was… in his room, predictably. He was trying to get in some boxing practice, but it was proving rather difficult to get in the zone when Scraps was loudly rummaging through her closet next door, giggling with her brother Goob all the while. He hated Scraps, he hated Goob, he hated dances, hated hated hated—

“Heya, Shrimpo! You pumped about the dance too?”

Shrimpo’s fist missed the punching bag entirely at the sudden voice behind him, and he whirled around with boiling ire to yell in some idiot’s face — to be met with a familiar gap-toothed grin.

Finn had traded out his usual orange life vest (god how Shrimpo despised that thing) for a white dress shirt and crimson tie, accompanied with slacks that matched the shirt. The cuffs were folded back several times, and those shoes had to be at least 2 sizes too big, yet the fishbowl seemed practically ecstatic. Like staring at a goddamn sun, Shrimpo thought, his previous loathing bubbling down to faint annoyance.

“Your tie’s crooked, dummy,” Shrimpo commented rather than replying, turning back to his punching bag.

“Ack! Come on, Goob, I trusted you!” Finn replied semi-jokingly as he attempted to tighten the offending tie, with little success. Shrimpo sighed in agitation, staring at the bag in front of him for one fleeting moment before reluctantly beginning to take his boxing gloves off. 

“You asked Goob to do your tie? That’s the dumbest thing I've ever heard.” Shrimpo snorted as he approached the other Toon. 

“Well, it was his tie, and he seemed so happy about–” 

In one swift movement Shrimpo grabbed the tie in his hands and yanked the knot upward (albeit perhaps a little too forcefully) so that it rested snugly against Finn’s neck. The boy in question coughed in mild surprise and tugged on his collar slightly. “Are ties supposed to be this tight?” he queried.

“Of course it is! I always tie them right,” Shrimpo boasted, a small smirk appearing on his face as he stepped back to admire his handiwork. No need to mention it was the only time he’d ever tied a tie — surely this was proof enough. 

“Well, if you say so,” Finn conceded, his previous grin reemerging. “Thanks, Shrimpo! You’re a big kelp.”

Of course. Shrimpo knew it was too good to be true, to have evaded any aquatic puns for so long. His smirk fell almost instantly. “That doesn’t even make sense!” he answered with a scowl, crossing his arms. “All you did was switch out a letter!”

“I’m running low on material right now, okay?” Finn complained in response. “I’m going out to pick up some more books tomorrow, and then I’ll have a ton of good jokes for you, promise!”

Shrimpo was tempted to retort that all of Finn’s jokes were terrible and he was a menace to everyone around him, but the fishbowl was already backing out of the room. “Thanks again! Can’t wait to see you at the dance!” were Finn’s final words before he scampered off down the hall.

“Huh? Hey, wait—!” Shrimpo was far too late to call out to Finn and explain that he had no intention whatsoever of leaving his room tonight. What, did Finn think he’d be caught dead on a dance floor? Hell no. Besides, with all the other toons up at Gardenview Center, he might finally be able to get a moment of peace and quiet down here. 

With an exasperated groan, Shrimpo shuffled over to his bed and flopped down onto the somewhat stiff mattress. Punching the pillow once, he rolled onto his back and stared up at his remarkably unextraordinary ceiling. The hallway outside had quieted down significantly, he realized; most of the Toons must already be making their way upstairs to the dance. “I hate pillows,” he muttered for good measure.

It was at rare moments like these, when there was no one around to berate and nothing to profess his undying hatred towards, that Shrimpo presumed he would have some peace of mind. Usually he did, or at least his thoughts weren’t quite so loud. Today, however, his brain seemed to have different plans. Against his own will, he started to think with purpose, and not only about his hate for remarkably unextraordinary ceilings.

The hall was silent. Everyone else was at the dance. Shrimpo was alone in the dorms. The dance would last a couple hours. He had nothing important to do and a lot of time to fill. Thinking would only last him so long before he didn’t want to anymore. Nobody had any plans of running into him. 

Well… almost nobody.

Heya Shrimpo! You pumped about the dance too?

Are ties supposed to be this tight?

Thanks again! Can’t wait to see you at the dance!

Might as well go to bed a little earlier than usual, eh? Not much else to do anyway. He closed his eyes. He could hear the faint buzz of the fluorescent lamps out in the hall. He opened his eyes. He looked at the clock. Four minutes had passed since the dorms had cleared out. 

Thanks again! Can’t wait to see you at the dance!

He looked back up at the empty, empty ceiling.

Thanks again! Can’t wait to see you at the dance!

He swung his legs over the edge of the bed. He walked over to where he had placed his boxing gloves, stared down at them, and turned back around again. Shuffling a little ways, he opened his closet and stared at what little contents it harbored. He closed it, looked at the bed, looked at the doorway.

Thanks again! Can’t wait to–

He slammed the closet open again. The room felt smaller, the silence deafening. The air hung about him like a blanket made to smother.

‘I need to get out of here.’ He whipped around again to make for the hall, then paused. Where to? Hell would freeze over the day anything worth visiting popped up in this hellhole. The food in the cafeteria might as well be garbage, and he didn’t particularly have an appetite at the moment anyway. Stopping by the rooms of other Toons would be weird, not to mention pointless — everyone and their mother was probably at the goddamn…

He stood in the center of his room, breathing out of his mouth and his sights fixed on nothing. He looked up and to the side. Four minutes had turned to seven.

Thanks aga–

He turned, excruciatingly slowly, and glanced back at his closet. 

Gardenview Center was, predictably, chock-full with guests. Several were up on the dais in the center of the room dancing to the music being broadcast over the speakers. Others were milling around by the food and beverage stations, and yet others were wandering aimlessly about, whether by themselves or with friends. Finn was nowhere in sight.

Shrimpo stood stiffly in the entryway, hands in fists at his side. The most remotely formal thing he could find was some unlabeled letterman jacket, which he had slung over his regular attire. 

“Shrimpo! Glad t’see ya here, friend!” Goob waved at him as he walked past, his sister at his side. He sported an uncharacteristically dignified tuxedo, bowtie and all.

“Shut up!” Shrimpo hissed immediately. “I hate dances and I hate you!” He silently congratulated himself on not completely losing his touch; he still had his fiery tongue after all. Goob gave him a weird look before turning and making his way inside. Scraps gave Shrimpo a dirty side-eye as she passed; he shot her the finger in return.

This is stupid. He whipped around on his heel, fully prepared to take his leave. Why the hell was he here? He had made it abundantly clear to everyone that he wasn't all for such events. Finn would just have to suck it up and deal with it; what sort of imbecile leaves a guy hanging after all but–

A hand grabbed his own from behind him. For the second time that day, Shrimpo spun to shoot a scathing remark at an unfortunate Toon, and was met with the same face.

“There you are! I was waiting for you.” Finn shot him his trademark grin. When the hell would that tooth grow in again? “Not trying to leave yet, are ya? You haven't tried the punch yet!”

“Wh–” Shrimpo was already being all but dragged across the room to the food stations. A couple of Toons glanced at him in what looked like surprise – Shrimpo made a point to glare at them all, despite his slight daze from the abrupt change in plans that was occurring in front of his very eyes.

He blinked, and then he stood in front of a bowl full of some crimson liquid, which Finn was currently ladling into a Solo cup. “Trust me, it’s great stuff!” the fishbowl assured Shrimpo, extending the cup to him. “Teagan was the one who made it, so you know it’s COD-ta be good! Hehehe.”

Shrimpo stared at the offending cup, and the contents of which were the reason his plans of escape had been foiled. Coming back to himself somewhat, he briskly snatched the thing from Finn’s hand, glared at the punch it held within, and downed the thing in one angry gulp. Sweet was the first word that came to mind, though not unbearably so. Tasted sort of like strawberries.

“I hate punch,” he muttered, not with the same bite as he thought it would have. He wondered where all his capability with Goob had gone. All that had changed was the audience, so what was it that kept him from speaking with the venom he knew he was capable of?

“You say that about everything, silly,” Finn chuckled, his eyes glinting in the dim lighting as he helped himself to his own cup. “SHORE-ley there must be something you don’t hate, right?”

Shrimpo was fully ready to counter that it was entirely possible and absolutely true that he despised everything, and maybe Finn should come to terms with that and stop trying so hard – and then all of a sudden they weren’t alone. Skittering towards them was a familiar little runt with a wide smile on her face, Rodger tailing close behind.

“Finn!!” Toodles hopped in place upon reaching them, hands clasped tightly together. Her usual hoodie had been replaced with a remarkably similar dress, except with a lot more unnecessary frills. “Hi hi hi!” Her gaze drifted briefly to Shrimpo, and her facial expression switched to the sort of look bratty little children give you when trying (and failing) to appear aloof. “And you’re here too, I guess.” 

“You little–” Shrimpo had the sudden urge to upend the punch bowl over Toodles’ sorry mug, but was interrupted by Rodger’s more even tone.

“I apologize. Toodles, be nice,” he hummed, his one eye half-lidded as always (though he didn’t look too apologetic). “Though I will say I am… pleasantly surprised to meet you here, Shrimpo.” The older man continued on before Shrimpo could cut in. “Finn, I asked Teagan to reserve Toodles and I a table, and she requested that I open an invitation to you as well. It’s… quite a large table for only three.” Glancing at Shrimpo once more, he added, “I suppose you can bring along your company, if you’d like.”  

“Really?!” Finn brightened immediately, his smile widening. “Well… gee, I’d love to!” His gaze turned to Shrimpo suddenly, fixing him with his bright, questioning gaze. “Only if you want to as well, though,” he added with a light laugh.

‘What the hell –?’ Why was Finn so adamant on keeping him around? Shrimpo wasn’t dumb; he was well aware that he would not be what other Toons might consider good company or whatever. Even Rodger, who was arguably one of the more level-headed members of Gardenview, seemed somewhat hesitant about extending the offer to him – his sole reason for doing so seemed to be out of politeness for Finn’s sake. The boy could have used this opportunity to slip away and head off to do whatever it is normal people do at a party.  Yet for whatever reason, Finn seemed to be completely unbothered by Shrimpo’s demeanor. It baffled the shrimp to no end. And Shrimpo hated being baffled. 

 “Whatever,” he grumbled after a brief pause, glowering at the floor. Seeming to take this as a yes, Finn took Shrimpo’s free hand once more and proclaimed “Lead the way!” to Toodles, who seemed to have gotten bored of her withdrawn charade and was already beginning to skip off in the direction of wherever the hell they were headed, Rodger close behind and Finn and Shrimpo taking up the rear. The latter got the sense that he would not be arriving back at his dorm for a long while. 

Sitting with Rodger and the rest wasn’t… horrible, Shrimpo supposed. Much better than dancing at least, God forbid. He had sort of tuned out the second the rest of the group had moved on from greeting each other, and was now staring off into space with his resting bitch face. 

At least Finn seemed to be enjoying himself, Shrimpo mused with a sideways glance at the boy, who was amiably chatting it up with Teagan. The two of them had always had some sort of friendship, with the latter often inviting Finn to some dumb tea party or whatever. What was the point, anyway?— He would just end up drinking water the entire time. Somebody should host a water party instead; Finn would surely all but jump for joy at the—

“Alllright folks!” Dandy’s sunshiny voice echoing from the speakers derailed Shrimpo’s train of thought. Jeez, could he finish one sentence even in his thoughts?! “We’ll be wrapping tonight up with one more song! Everybody, grab a partner or two and head up to the dance floor!” Cheers rose joyously from the crowd, before hands started grabbing other hands and any Toons not already on the dais began to swarm forwards in small crowds. Toodles grabbed the hands of Rodger and Teagan and leaped out of her seat to join the throng, towing along the two chuckling adults.

‘Ugh.’ Shrimpo had never attended one of these godforsaken parties before, but already he could tell that this was his cue to head out. He rose from his seat, empty plastic cup still in hand – only for his free palm to be captured by another. 

“May I have this dance?” Once again, Finn’s eyes that seemed to almost sparkle met Shrimpo’s, his hand extended towards him. Briefly taken aback, Shrimpo hurriedly regained his scowl. “Are you kidding me? You couldn’t bribe me a million dollars to go up there.” (If such an amount was actually procured, Shrimpo may have reconsidered, but no matter.) 

“Oh, come on. Would it kill you to enjoy yourself, just this once?” Finn’s voice had gotten quieter. “It’s only one song.” 

“I hate dances.” The words sounded less convincing then they had the first time around. 

“You say that about everything,” Finn answered softly for the second time that night. He wasn’t laughing this time. The room seemed to get a couple degrees warmer.

“I can’t promise you you’ll like it, but better to try now than to be left wondering later, right? I have a feeling you’d be even less satisfied than if you just take the risk and see for yourself.” 

People did not look at Shrimpo the way Finn was looking at him now. “I…” Shrimpo scrambled to speak, to refute Finn’s abruptly silken words – what do you care? How can you claim to know how I feel? – and for once in his life found his jaw unwilling to let the words loose. 

Why? When any other Toon could have easily left him aside with little remorse, Finn seemed determined to pull him off the sidelines. He didn’t have to invite Shrimpo to the party, nor did he have to extend a seating invitation meant primarily for him to Shrimpo. And most certainly he did not have to invite him to dance. It could have been anybody that Finn invited. So then why him?

Shrimpo did not know. This he could not deny, no matter how much it terrified infuriated him. 

The music was starting, sounding as if it were reaching him from underwater. Finn’s other hand reached forward to join its twin, wrapping lightly around the back of Shrimpo’s palm. The twinkle in his eye had become warmer. “Please? For me?”

One other fact Shrimpo was forced to acknowledge: Finn did know him, perhaps alarmingly well. Though his brain urged him to refuse, to play it safe as he always did, there was a nagging little flicker of curiosity that could not be beaten down. It whispered possibilities and queries in his ear, one after the other.

What’s it like to dance? Would people be looking? Would I care? Would I enjoy it?

Would I enjoy it more with Finn?

Finn knew the answer to none of these questions.

But maybe he’d be able to find them out.

“Fine.” His voice was almost a whisper, his gaze set on the ground underfoot. He could almost hear Finn’s eyebrows raise. The silence between them seemed to ring in Shrimpo’s ears.

Had Finn remained quiet for any longer, Shrimpo would have disappeared from Gardenview Center faster than Pebbles could bark, but such a thing was never to happen, for Finn smiled and replied, “Okay.” And then the two of them were walking towards the dais, their hands still intertwined. Shrimpo didn’t know if he felt weightless or even more weighed down than before. 

The lights were glaring and the music was even louder and Shrimpo was already having second thoughts, but Finn captured his attention and kept it, and he felt a little more grounded. It took a second of standing and staring at one another to realize that the action of dancing was now a requirement.

“...Um. I might not actually know how to dance,” Finn admitted, giggling sheepishly.

“Are you for real?” Shrimpo quirked one irritated eyebrow, though he found he didn’t feel the familiar boil of anger beneath his skin. It felt funny… not necessarily in a bad context. 

“Oh, I’m sure it’s not that hard,” Finn dismissed with a carefree wave of his hand, glancing over at some of the other dancers. “Uh, let me see… okay, okay, I think I get it! Sorta. Just… try to copy me, I guess. Okay?”

Not unsurprisingly, the instinct to make a snappy comment threatened to resurface, but no words ended up leaving his mouth. Instead he watched where Finn was stepping, how he held himself, and he took the same step. And he did it again. And again. 

Not once did their hands part.

If other Toons had been looking, Shrimpo hadn't been paying attention.

“Let's give a round of applause to Boxten for helping to assemble tonight's playlist!” Clapping ensued from the crowd, with Glisten grinning and uttering a whoo! The music box in question turned a light shade of crimson and ducked his eyes, though a small smile flickered across his lips. “Thank you all for attending, and have a wonderful rest of your year!” The speakers shut off with a click, and all the gathered Toons erupted in jubilant chatter. Some began to file out, while others lingered around for conversation.

Shrimpo stared at it all, unmoving. He didn’t know how to feel. His naturally angry front seemed pointless to him now, so how should he be instead? His chest felt tight, his head a little dizzy, but the sensation was… certainly not unpleasant.

The warm pressure on his hand tightened slightly, returning his attention to the present. “So?” Finn surveyed him inquisitively, grinning from ear to ear. His eyes were brighter than stars. “Was it okay?”

Shrimpo seemed to be having a bit of trouble with his reaction time, for it took a moment of all but gawking at the other boy before he could muster up a response. “...It… wasn’t bad,” he finally answered. 

“Are you glad you tried it?” The two had started ambling out of the center along with the rest of the lingering partygoers, almost without their knowledge. 

“...Uh-huh.”

“I thought so.” 

Neither Toon spoke for the rest of the trip to the dorms. 

“I guess this is where part ways for the night,” Finn hummed as the two paused outside of Shrimpo’s room. The muffled sounds of Toons winding down for the evening could be heard around them. 

“Eh? Oh.” Shrimpo had thought the walk would take longer than that, but he supposed he wasn’t in the most capable state of mind to be the judge of such things.

“Well… Goodnight, then. And, uh…” Finn lingered, looking almost uncertain for a moment. “…I had fun, earlier.” Shrimpo’s hand was released, leaving his hand abruptly cold. He tucked it into his pants pocket, feeling an odd sense of loss.

“Um. Me too. I guess,” he added, his usual habits refusing to be fully abandoned even now. A brief pause, in which the two boys stared unblinkingly at each other. Finn had small specks of amber in his eyes amidst the usual blue — like grains of sand, Shrimpo noted.

The silence quickly devolved into awkwardness, so to spare himself from further tension he muttered, “See you tomorrow,” and began to turn towards his doorway. 

He felt the faint brush of warmth against his cheek, a single soft breath close to his ear, and when he glanced to the side Finn was already dashing off down the hall, whipping around a corner and out of sight in a matter of seconds. He blinked, then blinked again. The hand that had been occupied by someone else’s moment before now raised to touch his fingertips to the skin. 

If he thought about it a little too hard he started feeling weird and fizzy, so he put that train of thought aside, shook his head and entered his room.

Other thoughts quickly rose to fill the empty space in his brain as he took off his letterman jacket. He felt as if something had shifted slightly between him and Finn tonight, though what exactly it had become he could not pinpoint. Should he ask about it, or should he just… know? Or maybe he wasn’t supposed to talk about it at all? Where did they stand with one another now?

Come to think of it, he had never really known what the two of them shared. He had thought that he would naturally be unapproachable with everyone, but a certain someone seemed to not apply to this dynamic the way everyone else seemed to. He found himself acting differently around Finn than he might with other Toons, even if it was but a slight difference — and what had transpired at the dance was decidedly not slight.

But… looking back, although he had certainly felt a little out of place and unnatural, he had felt almost… liberated, in a way. The act of ire came easily to him now with how often he used it around others, but back up on the dais, when the people around him were the last thing on his mind and his only focus was the mimicry of Finn’s steps… he hadn’t felt that uninhibited in years. And, he realized with shock, he wanted to feel that way again in the future.

Which left him wondering: 

How many things did he do, did he say, simply because he wanted to?

Perhaps he should save this revelation for another time. He slipped on his sleepwear and rolled onto his mattress, laying in the same position which he was in only a couple of hours before; the high of the night’s events was beginning to catch up to him. His ceiling was still remarkably unextraordinary. He didn’t mind; there were plenty of other, more extraordinary things he could think about instead.

He rolled over to face the wall and shut his eyes. He was out in seconds.

He dreamed of sparkling eyes and a gap-toothed grin. 

[ichordrinker]

GOOB HCS!!

The requester: @bizarrosthings (won’t let me tag them for some reason)

Also a lot about his arms, since it was requested!! (Will be divided into two)

Warnings; none!

He has floppy ears the same color as his paws!! They peak up whenever he’s overly excited, or when he hears a certain word he likes.

Scraps doesn’t let him drink energy drinks, due to him already being full of energy. She made the mistake of letting Goob have an every drink one time, and he didn’t sleep for two days straight.

Goob has bad memory. If you ask him about something that you know happened and remember, he won’t remember it at all unless you give a ton of context.

It’s SO hard to get this man upset. Unless you say something HORRIBLY mean, he won’t be affected by it.

He isn’t great at spelling. If you ask him to spell a certain word that’s a bit too long for him, he’ll have no clue at all.

DEFINITELY pansexual, he’ll love anybody no matter the gender they are.

Gets bullied on Roblox by randoms. Poor thing can barely move his character right due to his claws:( same thing with any other video game.

He believes in ghosts, and at night if it’s too dark or hears a random noise he’ll start screaming at the top of his lungs and run to the nearest light source. (Made a lil drabble below !)

It was time for bed, and all the toons were now getting comfortable in their assigned rooms for the night.

Goob was also getting comfy, until he saw what looked like a person in the corner of the room. He tried to get a closer look, but it was too dark to see anything without getting up. He had a night light, but it got worn out and stopped working over time and he now had to wait a few days to get a new one.

As soon as he thought he saw it move, he started screaming, dashing off the bed and making a beeline for the door.

Goob got his sister to go check it out, and it turns out it was just a chair with a hoodie over it.

Now onto the disabled hcs!!

I think if he was ever extracting, he’d fail quite some skill checks due to his claws, so he prefers distracting instead and letting everyone do the machines to save time.

He once tried to hold a soda can for too long, and it ended up slipping out of his hands and it spilled all over the floor. He apologized a ton afterwards, and helped clean most of it up.

Speaking of holding things, he isn’t able to hold certain things for too long due to the way his paws are shaped. Some examples are; anything round, soap, controllers, bags, ect.

Has trouble keeping his arms up, and can get exhausted easily/cause pain if he holds them up higher than normal for too long.

When Goob is just walking and his arms are tailing behind him, he’ll very rarely trip someone (or almost). Whenever it happens he feels SO bad, and ends up hugging whoever it is for what feels like forever.

[secretleeme]

Fish-tastic! (sfw t-word fic)

Ler: Finn

Lee: Gigi

(This one is kinda short, but I haven’t posted in a while sooooo)

“Knock knock!”

Glisten sighed as he stared at the fishbowl. “I’m not doing this Finn.”

Being trapped in the elevator with the most annoying toon he knew was not a good start to Glisten’s morning.

“Come on pleaseeeee?”

Finn gave him pleading puppy dog eyes. Glisten groaned.

“I said…”

“Who’s there?”

A voice came from behind Finn. Gigi looked at the fish bowl with curiosity.

“Gigi don’t!”

Glisten cried, but it was too late. Finn’s smile widened as he turned to Gigi.

“Fish!” 

“Fish who-?”

“FISH-ious temper Glisten has today!”

Finn giggled, looking back at the mirror, who stared at him in disgust.

“Get me OUT of this elevator!”

Glisten started pounding on the elevator door.

Gigi burst out laughing.

“Oh my COD Glisten get a grip!” 

Glisten and Finn gasped.

“I…SEA what you did there!”

Finns eyes widened in admiration as he giggled.

“No…NO NOT YOU TOO!”

Glisten groaned as Gigi laughed harder.

Luckily for the mirror the run was pretty much over as the elevator door opened, revealing the lobby.

“I’m out of here. I’m telling Rodger you’re both bullying me!”

Glisten called out as he strutted away.

“Well, he’s ofFISHally pissed!”

Finn giggled as he turned to Gigi.

“I did not know you knew fish puns! Cod I am so proud!”

Finn wrapped his arm around Gigi as they walked out the elevator.

“Well…I learned from the best.”

Gigi smiled as Finn blushed.

“I wouldn’t say I was the BEST but-“

“Not you, Goob!”

Gigi giggled.

“GOOB?!” Finn shouted, louder than he meant to.

“When has Goob EVER made a fish pun?” 

“Just yesterday, actually. You weren’t there.”

“What even was the joke?”

“Uhhh…”

Gigi thought for a moment.

“I forgot sorry!”

Finn eyed Gigi suspiciously.

“Are you squidding me right now?”

“O-of course not!”

Gigi shrugged, avoiding eye contact.

“Okay then, lets ask Goob what the joke was. I’m sure he’ll let minnow!”

“Ugh…Okay okay! I lied…”

Gigi sighed.

“I knew it! No-one tells better fish jokes than me!” 

Finn then turned to face Gigi.

“You’re not a very good liar, y’know!”

He giggled.

“S-shut uppp!”

Gigi playfully punched Finn’s shoulder, chuckling.

After the giggling toned down, Finn spoke up.

“We should really find Glisten before he talks to Rodger, I don’t want another lecture from him.”

Finn went to grab Gigi’s hand, but accidentally grabbed her side, resulting in a giggly yelp.

“H-hey!”

Gigi slammed her arm down, protecting her side.

Finn took a while to process what had happened, but when he realised, his eyes widened and he gave a big goofy grin.

“You’re ticklish?!”

Finn cried.

“N-No!! You just startled me!”

Gigi went to walk away but Finn squeezed her side again.

“Fihihihin-!”

Gigi snapped around and grabbed his hand.

“You know, I wasn’t lying when I said you’re a bad liar…”

Finn shook Gigi’s hands away and started tickling her sides.

“FIHHIHIHIHIHIHIHN!”

Gigi wiggled around, waving her arms frantically.

“Oh Gigi, this is krilling you isn’t it?”

Finn laughed, as he tickled faster.

“HEHEHEHEHEHE NOHOHOHOHOHOHO” 

“My cod, this is kraken me up!”

Finn then moved his hands to Gigi’s stomach.

“EEK AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” 

Gigi shook around even harder, trying to use her arms to defend herself, to no avail.

“Wow, you sure do love these fish puns, hehe!”

Finn smirked.

“YOUHOHOHO JEHEHEHERK!”

“I wonder what will happen if I go….HERE!”

He then went up to Gigi’s underarms.

“FIHIHIHIN PLEAHAHAHSE”

Gigi was practically crying with laughter at this point, slamming her arms down.

The gachapon was lucky Connie wasn’t here to witness this ordeal, she would never hear the end of it.

“Ooooh a bad spot? You’re fin-ished!” Finn continued to scribble his fingers as Gigi squirmed frantically.

“Coochy coochy coo!”

“NAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA STAHHhhhppp”

Gigi’s voice started to get weaker, her squirming becoming slower.

“Hmm, looks like you’ve haddock nough!”

Finn then stopped the tickling, leaving poor Gigi giggling.

“You’re…evil…”

She huffed.

“Aw c’mon, it was shrimply funny!”

Finn laughed, patting Gigi on the back.

“It really wasn’t”

A deep, stern voice interrupted the two gigglebugs.

Rodger.

Man, they had forgotten completely about Glisten and Rodger.

“Aw carp….”

“You mean EELY wasn’t!!”

Gigi snickered.

Rodger’s stern demeanour didn’t change as he stared at the two, not a hint of a smile in sight. Glisten peered from behind him, a small smirk on his face.

“…….Fish paste.”

[dandysworldhcs]

I have so many headcanons on their designs and such so just bear with me

- I honestly see Astro as a sort of centipede, a nocturnal arthropod that is actually pretty chill if you don't antagonize them. I also see him as having ADHD combined with narcolepsy, he's always moving his hands underneath his blanket and his mind is always racing despite constantly being fatigued.

- Razzle and Dazzle are rats, why? The rat king phenomenon! This is one of my only voice headcanons but they sound like ENA, specifically the newer one

- Dandy is a False Dandelion. I also base my design of him on a Ammit, which has the head of a crocodile, the upper body of a lion, and the lower body of a hippo, his Twisted form reflects this the most. I also see Dandy as bigender. Him and Sprout are also brothers with Sprout being the older one.

- Speaking of Sprout, I honestly see him acting like a MMO healer while on runs (Examples; “No, I'm not out of tapes, I just don't like you”, “If you get in the way you deserve to get hit”, “You got one shot, I can't out-heal stupidity”.)

- Shelly has other dino features, although it's actually based on cephalopod’s using tools, her tentacles hold onto replicas of fossils that give her the illusion of having a tail, horns, etc, and she can change them out. Also she has ADHD, she just matches the symptoms more instead of autism (Autistic and even AuDHD Shelly's are valid tho).

- Vee has high functioning ASPD that's comorbid with Autism, yes I did as much research as possible as to not demonize either, but I personally see her with these two disorders, as due to being a robot she doesn't feel complex emotions and has a weak sense of right and wrong (outside of her programming, that is), she doesn't feel guilty for being blunt, rude, or for not noticing others feelings, but she does try to make up for it if someone points it out, even if she doesn't feel bad about it.

- Pebble is a Toy Poodle, and Coal is a Saint Bernard, with Pebble being a service animal and Coal being a search and rescue mountain dog, in the cartoon they were both used to show kids how dogs can help people outside of being companions, that service dogs shouldn't be distracted or pet without permission, and that they shouldn't be scared of working dogs in certain situations no matter how big or intimidating they seem. Also they're very much ‘Old dog, young dog' dynamic.

- Shrimpo has low functioning ASPD and struggles to hide his symptoms. No pronouns and AroAce.

- Gigi is a chameleon, simply because chameleons will grab onto whatever you hand them, self explanatory.

- Goob and Scraps are chimeras instead of being a dog and a cat, Looey is their oldest sibling, no reason for this, it just showed up in my mind and I can't get rid of it, Goob and Scraps honorary circus members as a result. Goob also has Ataxia (Impaired balance and coordination, specifically in his arms, which causes clumsy movements) and Hypotropia (downward facing misaligned eye) which causes weaker vision in his ‘lazy’ eye.

I'm going to stop now because I'm just rambling at this point.

- Wisteria Anon (if that isn't taken just yet)

These are all so interestiing... especially the rnd one I have literally never seen that one proposed before !! Little rat rnd d'awww..

I'm also very much an ataxia & hypotropia Goob enjoyer, as well as the Coal & Pebs one... these are so neat!

[lilysworldofjoy]

Okokok sooo can u do an angryhugs cheer up tk fic with lee shrimpo?? I need to spread lee shrimpo propaganda!!!! /silly

"Come on! Just lighten up a little!" (Dandy's World tickle fic)

A/N: Ok, I'll help ya! Keep in mind, Idk how to write Shrimpo. Sorry if it's bad.

Plot: After a long run, Shrimpo feels very off. Being more a grumpy and hateful than usual. Luckily (or unluckily) for him, Goob finds this out.

-🦐🧸-

Ah, Gardenview. What a nice place. Full of happy faces and places. Some daring toons go down on the elevators to do runs, avoiding the wrath of Twisteds, while some more gentle toons preferred the upper floors, generally avoiding these situations.

Now, there's many toons in Gardenview with complex feelings. Some toons were fine, others weren't. And unsurprisingly, among these toons was Shrimpo.

There the shrimp was, sitting in his bed being a grumpy bum. He just punched multiple punching bags due to having gone on a run. Well, that's their purpose. To be punched, or whatever he does to vent how much he hates everything. Every single thing just has the sheer audacity to—well, exist.

Boy did he look upset. The run must have taken a serious toll on the poor guy. He'd look around his room, glaring at it all, despising the thought of leaving his room.

And then, there was Goob. Happy and cheerful, the fluffy craft just so happened to have gone on the exact same run that Shrimpo was in.

He also happened to notice his expression during that, and he wasn't very happy. Way angrier than his normal anger. And... A bit sad? Is that even supposed to—eh, nevermind.

So Goob thought, why not cheer him up? He might need it. Making him smile would be such a great idea. So with his plan decided and a big grin, Goob knocks on the door and almost immediately barges into Shrimpo's quarters.

Not looking at the fluffy craft once! Jeez! Maybe he doesn't really care who comes in, he just wants someone. Or he hates he decided to be near him cuz, well, he's Shrimpo.

"Hi! Want a frie—"

"I DON'T WANT IT! I HATE FRIENDS!"

Goob flinched a bit, processing his words before looking at him. Are those tears? He'd take a good look before he'd end up huffing and saying "No way!"

He'd then go towards him, sliding forwards. "You're gonna be happy, whenever you like it or not!"

Be aware, when it comes to making his friends happy, he's very persistent. Especially after a long day.

But suddenly, just when Goob got a bit too close, one of his claws lunges forward on complete accident towards his sides, causing a flinch from the shrimp.

Goob may have just found out how to make that whole 'be happy' thing happen.

Slowly, ever so deliberately, the fluffy craft moved, wiggling his claws with malicious intent. "Come on! Just lighten up a little!"

"DON'T DARE DO IT!", the shrimp yelled to no avail..With the mischievous glint of an eye and no hesitation, the fluffy craft's arms stretch out, grabbing Shrimpo's sides and pulling the shrimp in his direction, his face nuzzling all over his back and neck.

"NOHOHOHO! STAHAAP!! I HAHATE THIHIS!", he screamed, waving his fists around.

"Awwe, why not do it? What you need right now is a big smile!~" The fluffy craft proved his point by squeezing the shrimp's side even more, causing a loud shriek to escape his mouth.

The fists wave around faster now, attempting to remove the tickly sensation. That's when Goob got an idea. He flipped the shrimp over on the bed, and despite his growing protests, blew a loud, wet raspberry right on it.

The shriek that escaped could have broken sound levels if it weren't muffled by the pillow. "Remember, I'm not stopping until you say that you're happy again!~", Goob teased, enjoying his time.

But the fluffy craft didn't stop there. He went right behind the shrimp's knees, and that's what caused him to swat his hands off and hold in an actual kicking fit. Seems like he's particularly protective of this spot.

And Goob knew how things were. He dug straight for his knees and buried his furry self in them. The shrimp could no longer resist.

"I'M HAPPY! IHI'M HAHAHAHAPPY AGAIN, OKAHAY?!"

Immediately, Goob relented, letting the shrimp go. He said nothing and huffed."Hug time?"

The shrimp grumbled. "...Fine."

"Ehehe!" Goob said excitedly. "It's hug time!"

The fluffy craft pulled the shorter toon in for a tight embrace, smiling. He'd hate to admit it, but he loves this feeling.

They stayed in that position, simply doing what is called enjoying each other's company for the rest of the night.

-🦐🧸-

I hope you enjoyed!

[gardenview-research-crew]

"...New Hope?" | S.T.T. AU

"Oh c'mon, Teagan, it isn't THAT bad-" Rodger tried to reason with her, but she kept persisting.

("NO! No more going on runs for atleast a few days!") She signed. "It's just a scratch, calm down." Rodger sighed. ("And a "scratch" is a BITE FROM ANOTHER TWISTED PEBBLE?!") Teagan signed again, this time with a much more serious expression on her face. '...." "Okay, maaybe you are right.." Rodger groaned, trying to hide any hint of annoyance in his voice. They needed to find the other mains, but the thing of concern is a BITE?!

He didn't wanna escalate the situation, so he had no other choice other than to rest on one of the beds in the medical room.

It was...surprisingly comfy? Maybe Glisten wasn't kidding when he said that he'd sleep on these all day.

He felt himself slowly getting more sleepy & sleepy, but-

BOOM!!

The sound made Teagan & Rodger jolt in surprise as they see a familiar craft toon infront of the doorway. Which was...

..Scraps.

She looked..excited, pretty much the opposite of her usual quiet & stand-offish self (unless she was with Goob).

("Goodness, Scraps, you could've knocked!") Teagan signed, a clear expression of annoyance on her face.

"Hehe, sorry! I just-...need to show you two something! Well....more like a few someONES!" The origami cat giggled.

"Wait, you & your team already found some of them?? How? Who? When-" Rodger asked, before Scraps dragged him & Teagan to Med Room #2.

After reaching to the 2nd Medical Room, they saw Sprout listen to Shelly's dinosaur facts, despite the occasional gargle from the ichor in her throat.

"Wha- HOW?! We tried to catch them so many times, yet most of them probably have injured u by now!" Rodger yelled.

"Well, it was kinda easy, really!" Scraps replied, before pulling out a torn net from her (imaginary) pocket.

"Me & Goob made a net made outta rubber bands & some spare rope from the rock climbing wall the kids' used to play at. It's pretty much broken now from Shelly's claws & Sprout managing to rip the net with one arm and such, but I dunno if we can use it for the oth-" Scraps explained, feeling unsure before Rodger cut her off.

"This is-...WONDERFUL! If that can catch these two, then imagine what you & Goob could make to handle the others." Rodger exclaimed, shaking Scraps a bit, before returning to his usual calm demeanor.

"*ahem* Anyways, how would you feel if you & Goob made some equipment for the others?" He asked, making Scraps even more unsure than before.

"Well...I dunno! I'm more of a "arts and crafts" kinda toon than a "hunt em' down" one!" Scraps gulped, fiddling with the paper cup of her tail, before Teagan put a hand on her shoulder.

("Sweetheart, you may think you're not good at it, but Me & Rodger believe than you & your brother would come up with something to catch them.) Teagan signed with her free hand, giving Scraps a bit more confidence for now.

"..Uhm, thanks.." Scraps gulped, her paper ears drooping as she looked to the side.

"Hmm...." Rodger pondered, trying to come up with something that can make Scraps feel better.

"Hey, how about you work with Boxten? With his knowledge of machines & you & Goob's crafting skills, I bet you three would come up with many good inventions!" Rodger said, making Scraps' ears perk up and her tail wagging a bit.

"Wait, that's not a bad idea, actually! Okay, I'll talk to Boxten if he's up for the job!" She smiled, running out of the room with Teagan & Rodger smiling at eachother as she left.

[MAIN RAMPAGE 4/??]

Shelly & Sprout are okay! They're available for questions now!

[wisteriaiswriting]

Trapped With Twisteds (Part 3)

Words: 790

Features: Connie, Finn, Gigi, Scraps, Sprout and Toodles

You won’t be bored with her at least, I just hope you aren’t easily scared, otherwise you won’t be having fun.

As she loves to pop out of nowhere to scare you, whether she’s going through a nearby wall, a machine or even the floor.

She loves to hang onto you, she might hold onto your arm or shoulder as you move around. Sometimes wrapping her tail over your shoulders, which she actually loves to do.

If other toons venture down and get near you at all she makes a note and sabotages them later, either by leading the other twisted/s to them or messing with whatever machine they’re on.

This goes for the twisteds as well, leading any hostile ones on a goose chase until you’re out of their sight.

You are not going far with and without him, he makes sure of this. Constantly giving you the slow III effect, he knows you can outrun him normally so he has this precaution in place so you can’t leave him.

Even as a twisted he is quite similar to his counterpart, mainly in the fact he wants to stay next to you.

He tries not to get any ichor on you but given his… situation, that is impossible. So he settles for the smallest amount possible.

Isn’t the most hostile to any other twisteds around unless they try to attack you, then he’ll fight back.

But it’s on sight for the other toons, especially his counterpart. He doubles the slowness on you so you can’t even move before rushing off.

She makes sure you have no items nearly all the time, she can’t have you rushing off at any time, can she?

Has no shame constantly hanging around you, using the ichor hand to keep you next to her.

She will cover you in ichor, and she doesn’t actually care.

Tries to keep some semblance of normalcy while you’re trapped with her, mainly does it by talking about anything she can think of.

Another one who is quite territorial of you, even if she tries to keep it on the down low. It shows when the toons are around, as most of the twisteds know not to mess with her, majority don’t even want to be around her.

So there’s not many chances of escape for you really.

Just like Goob, if you’re stuck with her it’s likely you’re stuck with both of them. So escape chances are very, very low.

And she knows this, so if she doesn’t need to be around you she won’t, letting you roam the floor. But she does want to spend a lot of her time with you anyways.

She tries not to hurt you, either with the ichor or her claws. Because as much as she loves you and wants you to stop fighting her, she doesn’t want you to turn into a twisted yourself.

If she does then she’s panicking, rushing around to grab a medkit or bandage. If this becomes a regular occurrence then she’ll try to make a stash for whenever it happens.

She won’t use her tail to attack you, instead wrapping it around you. But if you fight her long enough and keep pushing her, then she’ll use it. Once as a warning, during blood just to help you right after.

It’s pretty hard to escape with him, but definitely not impossible.

Tries his hardest to be gentle with you, uses his normal hand when reaching for you. Only when you try to run or fight him does he use the ichor covered one, it’s stronger and larger so it stops you from running.

His eyesight isn’t the best, so if you want to escape, use that to your advantage.

The tendrils that rise from the ichor pools don’t actually attack you, instead they hold you still until Sprout can come grab you.

Speaking of, he has a habit of holding you like a teddy bear, it brings him some comfort and stops you from leaving him.

You can’t leave if you don’t have the energy, Toodle is successfully stopping you from leaving and doesn’t even realise.

She loves playing games with you, mainly tag and hide and seek. Where you’re the runner and then the hider, each one normally changes into the other one. So you are rightfully tired afterwards.

Although she is easily distractable if you want a chance to escape or just get a moment to yourself. That is until she’s tired of whatever you gave her and then comes looking for you.

Keeps the other toons and twisteds away, is very hostile to everyone else. So unless a group of toons come to save you then it’s very unlikely you’ll leave her.

[sobbingloser]

BerryFunny Oneshot

I find their dynamic nice.

✢ A simple supply run. Dandy sent them down as usual, every so often appearing to give them potential items. Goob wasn’t feeling well so Looey took his place in distracting, however Sprout was there as well thus keeping him on the edge. “Looey, are you sure you don’t need a heal? I have enough.” Sprout mentioned as they descended to the next floor. “I’m alright Sprout! I’m very fast like this so I’ll be okay! Don’t be so worried!” Looey smiled with his usual goofy grin. Sprout sighed and the elevator opened.

✢ There was no major threats. Looey immediately ran out, Sprout keeping a close eye whilst he found nearby tapes. “Come and get me!!” Looey yelled as he set off an air horn, alerting all the twisted. Machines were slowly getting completed, it was almost time to leave. Looey was still running about. The final machine was completed without warning, causing the balloon to panic. “AH-! SHIT SHIT F*CKING HELL-” The twisted had gotten a lot quicker, causing them to catch up a bit. Sprout was on the look out and saw how close the twisted too close towards Looey for his own comfort. Considering the yelling, he took that as an excuse to finally heal Looey.

✢ The two just barely managed to get into the elevator on time, their fellow toons questioning their safety. “Thank you..” Looey muttered as he caught his breath. “Yeah yeah yeah. You do know I’m staying even closer to you now thanks to that right?” Sprout retorted as he crossed his arms. “Oh nooo, what torture~!” Looey said sarcastically before smiling. “But seriously, I don’t mind you being close. I enjoy having you around me.” He continued not realizing the words that came out of his mouth.

✢ Sprout rose a brow, “Oh? You like having me around? I’m flattered.” He smirked causing Looey to get hit with the reality of what he said and immediately stumble over his words. “WELL— YKNOW YOU ARE A HEALER SO— NOT SAYING THAT I ONLY WANT YOU AROUND CAUSE YOU HEAL ITS JUST.. UGH FORGET IT.” Looey rambled with a flustered expression.

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The Frog Pin

Sometimes you just need something cute and fluffy in your life, I offer you a very quick, post-marriage scene of Sebastian x Raven.

No warnings, just adorableness, maybe a tiny bit of sass at the end. Enjoy!

The Frog Pin

Leaning against the back of the couch, Sebastian is gazing into the middle distance like he does when he’s working out code or just contemplating. I slip up behind him, lightly running my fingers up his sides.

“EEEP!! Raven! Don’t DO that!” Seb jumps and spins around to grab me in his arms, grinning. “You know I’m ticklish there, you goob!” 

“Of course I know that, why do you think I did it? You looked lost, I want you back here with me,” I chuckle, loving the feel of Sebastian’s long arms around me. He presses his forehead against mine with a soft sigh, breath tickling my lips. The corner of his mouth twitching, a dimple puckering his right cheek. Uh oh…

No time to react, my feet leave the floor, legs flying, arms tight around me, gasping as the room inverts.

FLUMP!

Couch cushions embrace my back, Sebastian’s hair in my mouth, a flash of light in his eyes, then he’s shifting to the side, pulling me over, momentum taking us…

THUD! 

My eyes flicker open, my nose nearly touching Seb’s, his eyes wide. “Ohhhh god… that was not as fun as I imagined…”

Blink.

His lips twitch into a grin, chuckles vibrating in his chest, and I dissolve into giggles. Gasping through laughter and tears, Seb’s slate gray eyes spark with blue fire. “I guess I needed a good laugh…” his eyebrows lower and I feel him reaching to the side, the wing of the raven tattoo on his hip peeking up above his boxers… “What’s… huh… hey, my frog pin!” Pulling his hand from beneath the couch, he holds up his prize. It’s the frog pin I won for him at the fair last season. “Oh man, I thought I lost it somewhere on the farm, a goner for sure! Flipping over the back of the couch wasn’t such a bad idea after all!” I take the pin and reach up to place it safely on the side table. “You want up?” I whisper, smiling softly then slowly, gently licking his lips. 

“I… I kind of like the floor… this rug is soft and… you’re… holy Yoba…”

[justansimplewoman]

I spent a whole day on this. I regret nothing. The story may not look good. (Some art is traced while others are original.)

Dandy runs to his trap, seeing that he has caught something. “Your range of terror is over, beast! Prepare for your defeat!” He inches towards where the ‘monster’ is until it suddenly pounces on him, revealing… Poppy? “Boo!” She laughs at his horrified expression as he quickly regains his exposure. “Poppy, we are looking for the monsters who are terrorizing Gardenview. This is no laughing matter!” She continues her laughter, not even bothering to listen. “Ugh, you always do this! You are so childish!” Dandy walks away out of frustration. “At least I’m not the one who talks a lot.”

Dandy snaps his head towards her. “Excuse me?!” Poppy chuckled, not backing down. “You heard me…” They end up arguing about the yapping, and she stops her words, proving that Dandy is a yapper. Astro turns to Scraps and Goob, seeing they seem nervous about something. He puts his hand on his face but realizes that one of his hands is turning red, exactly the color the moon would be in a couple of minutes. “You should stop all of this! You haven’t even said anything!” Poppy smiles. “I stopped talking 'cause I ran out of sentences to say. You still have a whole vocabulary of words. But you haven't gone through half of them.” Dandy was about to say something, but he saw her point and crossed his arms. “touché...”

Astro approaches Dandy, sensing that the argument has calmed down. “Dandy…?” He turned to Astro. “Yes~?” Poppy cleared her throat and muttered, “Simp-” which made Dandy cover her mouth, “Shut up. Anyways, what is it, my dear friend?” He shuffles in his blanket nervously. “I… seem to be turning into a shade of red… It concerns me deeply…” Dandy takes one look at his face. “I am sure that is not important. So, don't worry about it.” Astro is still worried about the color changes so he puts his focus on something else, specifically at the craft siblings who are trying to resist doing something as much as they can. “Goob…? Scraps…?” He slowly approaches them, thinking that they’re scared until…

Scraps howl loudly, and she covers her mouth and blushes out of embarrassment. Goob nervously chuckles and ends up howling louder than his sister and covers his mouth; by then, everyone was staring at them. “Are you two alright..!?” Goob stammered a response while Scraps was unresponsive as she was staring at her paws in horror as her claws sharpened.

She began hyperventilating as she held her head to try (and failed) to stop her growing headache. Goob holds onto his body as his chest fur becomes more matted and fluffier. As the siblings transform into monsters, Gigi slowly holds her hand to her head, but Glisten stops her. While Shrimpo jumps into Finn’s arms. He could have easily make a joke but he was scared, so he was silent for once.

By now, Astro and Poppy were terrified, as well as the others. “What got you two shaken up?” Dandy questioned and soon felt someone was drooling on him. But by now, he knew exactly what was happening. “The monsters are Goob and Scraps, correct…?” A nod from Astro. “And they are right behind me, aren’t they…?” A nod from Poppy.

“They won’t spare me, won’t they…” Silence other than the panting and growling and it ending with a nod.