#abstragedy fanfic

[astro-eats]

ABSTRAGEDY FIC

THIS TAKES PLACE BEFORE MY OTHER FICS

It was theme song time, and no one could find Gangle. She wasn't anywhere. Ragatha has already looked in her room. Zooble hadn't really looked for her yet because they know she's gonna be ok. But they were starting to doubt themselves.

Ragatha put her hand on zoobles shoulder, causing them to step away. Ragatha realized what she did and quickly apologized.

"Oh I'm sorry..!"

"its fine."

"We can't find Gangle anywhere..! I'm starting to get worried! She's not in her room, she's not in YOUR room-"

Ragatha continued talking, but zooble didn't pick any of it up. They were too focused on the fact that she went into their room. And also that Gangle was missing. She couldn't have been far. Worst case scenario, she was abstracted in the void and they were never gonna see her again which would cause them to mentally deteriorate until they also abstract and they would suffer forever and-

"Ragatha! Stop talking and go F(bleep)ING look for her!"

"O- oh! Uhm.. I- okay!"

Ragatha ran off to look for her. Zooble started to go outside of the tent. She was probably there and not dead! Hopefully.

They walk faster until they find themselves sprinting towards the carnival. They shout her name, but it wasnt responded to. They look up at the ferris wheel. She was sitting at the top. It was turned off, so she must've been up for a long time. She looked asleep, but it waa hard to tell because she was so high up.

They sigh in relief. She's alive. They didn't stop to wonder why she was up there. They go closer to the ferris wheel and push a lever, causing the wheel to spin. Gangle jerked awake at the feeling of going down. She looked around and saw zooble at the bottom. She loved the ferris wheel. She would often go.up at night and look at the digital lake. She watched zooble up until she got to the ground. She hopped off, holding her sketchbook in one arm.

"Gangle. You scared me so f(uh oh cuss word >:()ing bad."

"I'm sorry..! I fell asleep and forgot to go back into my room and-"

"Gangle its fine. I was worried you abstracted. Please just remember to go somewhere we can find you next time.."

"I- yeah of course..!"

"I have a question."

"Yeah..?"

"Why were you there? I mean, the only reason I looked here is because no one could find you anywhere in the circus."

"Exactly."

"... What?"

"I go here because no one else does.. It isn't anyones first thought when they think of places I might be.."

"My room is one of them. When ragatha told me you were lost, she said she looked in my room for you"

Gangle giggled. Her affection and attachment for zooble wasn't a secret. Whenever she was scared, so was basically wrapped around zooble. When she was upset, wrapped around zooble. When she was excited, she was wrapped around zooble. They were her 'best friend'. Really close friends. Yeah. Zooble spoke up.

"I'll try not to bother you again when you're here."

"Wait no- Please bother me..! Wait- uh- I mean I just do don't mind when you're here.. Heh..-"

"Heh. I'll keep that in mind~"

Gangle giggled like a middle school girl talking to her crush. Except she doesn't have hair to twirl around her fingers like an idiot.

Gangle found it hard to deny or convince herself she doesn't have a crush on them. They're really cool. Zooble couldn't deny their crush on her either. Zooble loved seeing her get flustered. They knew she liked them, it was obvious. But they were still too nervous to actually have the conversation with her. They were extremely good st hiding their nervousness around her though. She wasn't.

Gangle and zooble suddenly got teleported in front of caine. Ragatha had gotten caine because she was worried. Little did she know she saved Gangle from embarrassing herself from how much she was blushing. Caine spoke in his overly energetic annoying voice.

"WHERE WERE YOU TWO! I WAS WORRIED SICK! ANYWAYS WE HAVE TO DO THE THEME SONG!"

Gangle and zooble looked at each other. They both had a look on their face. They didn't want to do any of caines things today. They wanted to hang out with each other.

After practicing the theme song again, caine started explaining the adventure. Zooble interrupted him.

"Yeah I'm not doing this. Come on Gangle."

They gently grabbed gangles ribbon arm and pulled her along with them as they walk off to their room. Caine spoke up about it, a desperate tone.

"WAIT! Zooble please! Just try it!"

"... No."

Caine looked defeated and watched as Zooble left, taking Gangle with them.

Zooble opened their door and walked in, Gangle following behind them. Once the two were in, zooble closed the door. Gangle had a feeling this was going to be the moment the two have a talk about their relationship, which is why she didn't resist being pulled with them.

Zooble sat on their bed, patting the spot next to them, silently telling her to sit next to them. She listened. She did that a lot, listen to anything they said. There was no specific reason she did. It might me a result of her trust for them. Or a result of her trauma, making her fear the consequences of being disobedient. She knew not to fear them. They are her safe person. Which is why she loves them so much.

"Gangle?"

"Yeah..?"

"I need to tell you something."

Gangles face was hot and red as she nervously nodded. It could be the best news in her entire life. Zooble spoke again.

"I like you. A lot."

Gangles eyes lit up. She kind of knew what they were gonna say, but it felt so good hearing it. She smiled/

"I like you too..!"

Zooble looked at her. Despite their emotionless (except annoyed and angry) nature, they were happy. They spoke, their voice slightly changed from their usual. They were happy.

"So are we a thing?"

"I would love to be.."

Gangle smiled as she laid her head on their arm, blushing. Zooble, despite not liking physical touch, liked HER physical touch. Only hers. So they wrapped an arm around her.

Gangle looked at them with big, happy, sweet eyes. She did that often. Zooble noticed her big eyes, chuckling quietly. She looked cute.

Gangle felt actually happy. She never really feels happy. She just doesn't feel as empty. There wasn't much things here that made her happy. Especially when Jax is alive. But zooble made her happy.

Zooble was happy too. They were never happy. Ever. But it was like there were ribbons wrapped around their heart.

The two fit perfectly together. Plastic and porcelain. Two very physically (and mentally) unstable people. Zooble was strong at what Gangle was weak at, in vice versa. But the two still had things in common.

They find themselves laying comfortably together. Gangle was better at showing affection through touch, she she was hugging all over them. Zooble wasn't good at it, but they're good at laying down and letting Gangle cuddle them.

(WHY DOES EVERYTHING END EITH CUDDLIMG OMGGG)

(ILLL TRY TO WRITE MORE TOMORROW)

[sillylunaa]

yeah this shit is.... taking a lot longer than i expected it to im so sorry lmaoo

anyways shitty wip tadc (very very slight abstragedy) fanfic upon ye

(i have left yall starving for too long you poor things)

[or3oartz]

Abstragedy fanfic done! I had someone proof read this for me so it's not shit. but it could also be bad anyway, I don't know! Hope you like it, though

link!

[astro-eats]

GUYS GO READ IT ITS LITERALLY THE BEST FANFIC EVER

ok this is getting posted outside the abstragedy community... here's my wip fanfic about them it's very sweet with light angst... whatever go my scarabs

[ettena088]

Into The Digital Woods.

Once upon a time, in a distant digital kingdom, there was a small village at the edge of a vast digital forest. In that village, there lived a beautiful ragdoll, a somewhat paranoid jester, and a couple of chess pieces: a white king and a black queen, which was quite ironic since, being simple bakers, they lacked the riches that royalty was expected to have. However, this story isn't about the poverty and misfortune of these bakers... or maybe it is.

Ahem! As I was saying, each of these unique characters had a particular wish.

The beautiful doll wanted more than anything to attend the festival the King would host. The paranoid jester wished for her old cow to start giving milk again. And the couple of kings - I mean, of bakers - wanted to have a child. And it was thanks to these wishes that, unknowingly, the paths of these lovable characters would be wrapped up in a magical, risky, and strange adventure that would undoubtedly be an experience they would never forget.

It was a cloudy day, with a light drizzle, and the wind blew a gentle breeze. For many, this day would be as ordinary as the day before, but not for the beautiful ragdoll named Ragatha, because this special day marked the beginning of the festival the King had prepared to find a beautiful maiden to marry his son, Prince Jax.

So, Ragatha had woken up very early, intending to start her daily chores and hoping that if she finished on time, she could attend the festival.

"I heard you want to go to the festival," said a woman, in a mocking tone.

The poor doll's mother had died, and her father had remarried a woman with two daughters.

"Ragatha? At the festival?" someone else mocked. "Don't make me laugh! Taking her with us would completely ruin our image."

"I won't cause trouble, I just want to go to the festival and have a good time," Ragatha explained, tiredly. At that moment, the doll was scrubbing the kitchen floor.

"And what would you do there? Dance with the prince? Hahahaha," mocked a third voice.

"Just look at yourself! Look at your dress full of patches!" laughed one of the stepsisters.

"Or your hair, which looks like a bunch of worms tangled together," added the other sister while disgustedly touching a strand of the doll’s red woolen hair.

"People will laugh at you," the stepmother commented while kicking the bucket full of soap, causing it to fall and soak Ragatha's dress.

"However," whispered the doll.

"You want to go to the King's festival and dance in front of the prince," they finished together, bursting into a loud laugh.

The three were very beautiful, but they had hearts as black and vile as coal.

Meanwhile, in a humble and rustic cottage, the little jester, named Pomni, was accompanied by a thin, smelly cow named Gummigoo. The jester had no mother, and her father...

"What the hell is the cow doing inside the house?!" shouted a raspy voice, coming from a grumpy clown.

Well, he wasn’t very handsome or graceful.

"D-Dad," Pomni nervously replied, "W-well, I thought it would be a good idea to let Gummigoo stay inside today because maybe a warm environment is what he needs to finally give us milk."

"It's not 'he,' it's 'she.' How many times do I have to tell you?" said the clown, rolling his eyes. "Only females can give milk."

Pomni gently petted the cow's head, and with a mix of nervousness and seriousness, she responded, "But what if Gummigoo... identifies as a male? Maybe that's why he isn't giving milk, maybe he’s going through an... identity crisis."

Kaufmo fell silent for a second, blinking slowly before putting his hand to his face in frustration. "Pomni, my dear," he said quietly, "It's a cow! It doesn't matter how she identifies, only females give milk!"

Pomni shrugged with a small apologetic gesture but continued to look at him with a glint in her eyes. "I just... wish things were different."

Kaufmo let out a bitter laugh and threw his hands up. "Wishes, wishes, always wishes! Believe me, I have many wishes too, Pomni. I wish you weren’t so silly, that this house wasn’t a mess, that the cow was overflowing with milk, that the walls were made of gold... Oh, believe me, my dear, I wish for a lot of things!"

He was really trying to deal with fatherhood.

Meanwhile, with the bakers...

Knock, knock, knock.

"I’m coming!" answered the king piece named Kinger, walking awkwardly and distractedly toward the door. However, when he opened it...

"There’s no one here," he said confused, looking both ways outside the door.

"Are you sure, dear?" asked the other chess piece, named Queenie, as she approached her husband. "Maybe it was the wind... or someone has already left."

Kinger frowned, perplexed. "Maybe, but something feels strange."

Just then, a strange figure appeared floating behind them, making them jump in surprise.

"Hello! I'm hungry! Do you have bread? Or maybe Angel Food Cake, please!" exclaimed a floating bubble, seeming to move at an uncontrollable speed. Its voice was a jumble of words, it wore a red hood that contrasted with its floating figure, and its gaze was unsettling, intense and fixed.

"What...?" Kinger took a step back, his eyes wide open, staring at the floating bubble that had appeared out of nowhere.

"Who are you? And what are you doing here?" asked Queenie, clearly puzzled and somewhat alarmed, as she watched the strange figure approach without warning.

"I'm Bubble, but that doesn't matter," the bubble quickly replied, bouncing a bit. "I just want bread! NOT FOR ME! It’s for my grandmother. She... needs bread, and also... Angel Food Cake! She really likes it! And if you don’t have that, that’s fine! Anything, I just want bread, bread, please, for my grandmother. It’s important."

Kinger and Queenie exchanged a glance of utter disbelief, unsure of what to do or how to react to the unexpected appearance of this floating figure with a red hood speaking at full speed. Without a doubt, this day was stranger than ever.

On the other side, with the doll...

"I’m done! I’m done!" Ragatha cheerfully informed her stepmother and stepsisters.

Her stepsisters barely paid attention, but her stepmother, with her typical cold and mocking gaze, slowly walked over to inspect the doll's work.

"I’m not convinced," she said after a few seconds. "You’ll have to do something else if you want to go to the King’s festival."

Ragatha, with her face glowing with excitement, frowned, confused. "But what else could I do? I’ve finished everything..."

"Hmmm..." The stepmother thought for a moment, and after a few seconds, shouted, "Meeting!"

Hearing this, the stepsisters quickly gathered, forming a circle around the stepmother. They began to murmur among themselves, whispering and glancing at Ragatha with malicious smiles.

Ragatha, nervous, watched how they conspired in low voices. She could hear fragments of their conversation, words like "something difficult," "stay here," "an excuse," but she couldn’t understand what they were planning.

Finally, the stepmother raised her hand, and with an expression of superiority, turned toward Ragatha.

"Perfect," she said as she lifted a large jar full of lentils. With a quick movement, she dumped them onto the fireplace, letting the lentils scatter across the ashes.

"Now," she continued mockingly, "you’re going to pick up all these lentils before we finish getting ready for the ball. If you do, then you can go to the King’s festival."

Ragatha looked at the mess before her, and her face slowly sank into despair as she saw the lentils scattered everywhere.

"What are you waiting for, doll? If you don’t finish on time, you’re not going anywhere."

The stepsisters laughed among themselves as they headed to the other side of the house, leaving Ragatha with her daunting task.

Ragatha bent down, picking up the lentils one by one, feeling her frustration grow with every passing second. The minutes seemed endless, and her hope of attending the King’s festival faded more and more. However, something inside her wouldn't let her give up.

She looked out the window, where a group of birds was singing joyfully. An idea sparkled in her mind, and with a determined sigh, she stood up. With her soft, melodic voice, she began to sing:

"Birds of the sky,

Birds of the rooftops,

Leaves, fields, castles, and ponds.

Come down, little birds,

Leave the rooftops and leaves,

Leave the fields, castles, and ponds."

She sang with her soul, as if her voice could reach the heart of the birds. It wasn’t the first time she’d spoken to them; she’d always had a special connection with them. The melody flowed like a river, clear and peaceful, hoping her plea would be heard.

At first, the birds watched her from the branches, confused. But little by little, one by one, they began to approach, first cautiously, then with more confidence.

"Little friends, with feathers and wings,

Help me with this strange task.

The lentils are too many,

I can't handle them all,

Come to my aid, don’t give me more hours.

Search among the ashes,

Peck quickly, sift the ashes,

And fill the jar."

Soon, Ragatha found herself surrounded by a chorus of small birds who, following her song, began pecking and gathering the lentils scattered on the ground.

With their agile and quick movements, the birds started gathering the lentils, bringing them in small piles to the jar. Ragatha, excited, smiled as she saw how her song had worked.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY "SELL IT"?!

Pomni's voice echoed through the cabin, causing Gummigoo, the cow, to lift her head from her corner where she was still eating straw. Kaufmo, for his part, was standing in front of her with his hands on his hips, looking at his daughter with an expression of extreme frustration.

"Yes, Pomni! Sell it," Kaufmo repeated, without losing his annoyed tone.

"But he’s the best cow," the jester lamented while hugging the cow.

"She was! SHE was the best cow!" Kaufmo raised his voice, annoyed. "But SHE has been dry for over a month, giving us nothing! Not a drop of milk!"

Pomni, with eyes shining with sadness, looked at Gummigoo, who was watching her peacefully. "But... he’s always been with us. Why does he have to leave now?"

"Because she’s useless, Pomni! We can't keep her here out of pity! If she doesn't give milk, it makes no sense to keep taking care of her. Someone else could make use of her, even if it's for meat or to take her somewhere else where they’ll take better care of her!"

Pomni remained silent, hugging Gummigoo, unsure of what to say.

"I can't believe you’re saying this!" she finally whispered, with a frustrated and sad voice. "He’s not just a cow, he’s my best friend in the whole world!"

"Look at her!" exclaimed Kaufmo. "She has ticks on her ribs, flies in her eyes, and a huge lump on her rear that looks more like a hump. There's no time left! She’s getting old. And besides! No one has a cow as a friend. Sometimes I fear for your mental health, daughter."

And back to the bakers who, unfortunately, were still dealing with the annoying bubble.

"Oh! And do you have any buns? I love those," said Bubble, floating closer to them.

The bakers, completely exhausted by the presence of the bubble, looked at each other. Bubble didn't seem to have any intention of leaving and kept asking for more bread.

"One is enough," he said, taking a bun from the bread basket. "Or maybe four or six."

"Hey, hey, hey," said Kinger, frowning. "How do you plan to pay for all this?"

Bubble pulled three copper coins from their pocket, shaking them in front of them with a big smile. "With this, will it be enough?"

Kinger looked at her in disbelief. "Three coins? Are you kidding?"

Queenie, already on the verge of despair, raised her hand for silence. "That will be enough, Kinger, let's not make a drama. Let he have the buns, we are not going to ruin our day for three coins."

Bubble, looking at Queenie with bright eyes, added: "And... since I'm at it, could you give me a basket to carry all this? I don't want the bread to fall on the way and leave my poor grandmother with nothing."

Queenie, with a tired smile, sighed deeply and handed over an empty basket. "Here, take it. Hey, do you know how to get to your grandmother's house? The forest can be a dangerous place."

Bubble, without stopping for a moment, replied: "Of course, of course, my grandmother's house... it's easy! I just have to follow the straight path, right? I never get lost."

"Well, don’t stop for strangers," said Queenie while helping Bubble pack the bread. "And try not to get there too late. I don't want your grandmother to get scared."

"And save some for her, okay?" added Kinger, looking at the big pile of bread Bubble had gathered. "Don’t eat it all yourself, alright?"

Bubble smiled widely. "Of course! She needs it more than me! Since sick people need to eat a lot, even though she is very old, who knows? She may already be dead by the time I get there." And with the basket filled to the brim, he turned around and floated toward the forest, without looking back.

The bakers stood there watching, very confused, as Bubble walked away. "It's finally gone," Queenie finally said, relieved.

Kinger crossed his arms and watched where Bubble had gone. "I really hope he gets lost in the woods."

And so began the strange and absolutely not ordinary day of these unique characters.

𓆸𓆱𓆸𓆱𓆸𓆱𓆸𓆱𓆸𓆱𓆸𓆱𓆸𓆱𓆸𓆱𓆸

This is a kind of AU I’m planning to write! I’ve been meaning to adapt one of my favorite musicals, Into the Woods, for a while now, but I only recently found the time to start. This could count as the first chapter, and I plan to upload the whole story on Ao3 later, and maybe here on Tumblr as well.

I had so much fun writing this, even though it was a bit exhausting. The first chapter literally only covers the first 6 or 7 minutes of the musical. At first, I was undecided about whether to write the story as a musical or something more like a fairy tale (without songs). In the end, I decided to leave out the songs because I’m new to writing and wasn’t entirely happy with my first attempts at making it a musical.

I’ll try not to make too many changes to the original story, but I did omit some details to better adapt it to the world and characters of TADC.

For those who have already seen the musical (or the movie), I hope you enjoy what I’m working on. And for those who haven’t seen it yet, you absolutely should—it’s amazing!

Lastly, I want to mention that English isn’t my first language, so I’m working on improving it. I apologize for any grammatical errors you might find. 😅😅😅

[justwantswafflefries]

I FINISHED CHAPTER 6!!! FINALLY!!! I worked really hard on it, and I really hope you all enjoy it! Abstagidy fans, come and eat your slop lol

YOU TOO @bananafire11!!!! ENJOY! 💕

[kabachon724]

I stupid sauced everyone in the latest chapter of my fic here is a 1am doodle of how I left everyone by the end

[pink-pkmn-trainer]

i did it. i fucking did it. abstragedy be upon you all. finally.

Zooble watched from a distance as the ringmaster shoved everyone into the portal that had just appeared. They had decided to opt out of today’s adventure, so it was just them in the circus for today. Which they didn’t mind at all, in fact, they were happy to have alone time. It gave them a chance to think clearly without any interruption from any crazy people.

“Zooble, my dear!” Caine shouted as he teleported directly in front of them out of nowhere. Ugh. Speaking of crazy people…

“Don’t call me that.” they grumbled. “I’m not your dear.”

“Right, my apologies!” the dentures replied. “But since everyone else is over at the Candy Canyon Kingdom, I was thinking that maybe you, me, and Bubble could-”

“Not a chance in hell.”

“...Ooookay. That’s a no, then. So, um…in that case, I guess you can just do whatever you want.” And with that, he was gone as quickly as he had appeared.

Zooble rolled their eyes as they began to wander aimlessly. Why was it that they could never seem to catch a break? Oh well, at least now they had a bit of time to themselves. Hopefully Caine wouldn’t bother them again. It wasn’t long before their thoughts began to wander as well.

They recalled the events of the previous day, where they were kidnapped by the Gloinks and fed to their queen. They remembered the look of fear and worry on Gangle's face when they were carried off. And they remembered how, when Kinger had failed to grab them with his floating hands, they thought “If only Gangle was the one saving me”. She would've known what she was doing, plus they would've gotten to be held gently by her...

…Huh. Weird.

Brushing away those thoughts, they started to look around the giant main room. There wasn't really anything new to see, but there were things to notice. Like the dark red color of the curtains that hung over the stage, and how it reminded them of Gangle's red ribbon body. There was something so cute about the way it would wrap around you completely when she hugged you, and-

Zooble suddenly realized what they were doing, and patted their own face, bringing themselves back to reality. They just couldn't seem to focus today…

They tried to lean on one of the gigantic blocks in the room like it was a wall, but they unexpectedly slipped and hit the floor with a hard thud. Luckily there wasn't anyone around to see their embarrassing little tumble, but as they lay there shocked, they thought about all the times they saw Gangle trip and fall. Her body was so flimsy, it wasn't a surprise that it happened often. But no matter what, she always managed to get up again, which was something to be admired. And sometimes when they helped her up, she’d thank them and they’d feel all warm and fuzzy-

Zooble sat up in a panic and tapped the heel of their hand against their forehead, as if trying to shake the thoughts out of their brain. Why were they thinking like this? What was happening? 

They stood up frantically and began to walk in the direction of the hallway where everyone’s rooms were. They were supposed to go to their room, but their mind was so plagued with thoughts of Gangle, they accidentally walked to her room instead, which only made them feel worse. They slammed their forearms against the door and groaned in frustration. The door just swung open and they fell again. Zooble was feeling awful by this point, the thoughts were nice and all, but they had no idea why they were thinking these things and it was scaring the $&*! out of them. They eventually sat up and took in the sight of Gangle’s room. 

Most of the decor and furniture was in the same range of colors as Gangle herself; dark red and white shades, though things like the bedframe, wardrobe and vanity were all made of dark brown wood. Every surface was covered in craft supplies, plushies, manga, and other such things. Despite the clutter, the room was pleasant and cozy.

As if by instinct, Zooble stepped into the room and started to look around. They weren’t trying to snoop or anything, it was just that being in the room made them feel closer to the ribbon girl…if that made any sense. They eventually settled themselves into a corner, next to a box of art stuff. It was peaceful, sitting there in Gangle’s room. They sighed with relief, not feeling quite so lonely anymore. The mix-and-match toy felt like they might even fall asleep like this…

“ZOOBLE!!”

Zooble lept in place, startled by the sudden yell. Of course Caine had to ruin this for them.

“Caine, what the #&*%!?!?”

“Apologies, my mismatched pal! I simply wanted to check on you! And you had me worried for a while, I couldn’t find you anywhere!” He looked around the room with a puzzled expression. “...Why are you in Gangle’s room??”

Zooble felt their breath snag in their throat. He probably thought they were a creep or something. And they couldn’t blame him.

“...I don’t have a good answer to that question.”

Caine frowned at them. Or at least, they thought it was a frown. “What’s the matter? Are you feeling a little bit of FOMO about today’s adventure?” he inquired. Zooble would’ve laughed at his choice of words if they weren’t so lost in thought still.

“I’m fine, just lonely is all.”

“Lonely? Well, we simply can’t have that! Perhaps I could spawn in an NPC for you to talk to? Or you could hang out with me and Bubble! My offer still stands!”

Zooble drew in a sharp inhale, unsure of how to explain everything to the ringmaster.

“It's a bit more complicated than that. The truth is, I…miss someone.”

“Miss someone?” Caine was confused. His gaze wandered the room briefly, and when he looked at the portrait on the open door, it all suddenly made sense. A soft, sympathetic look faded onto his face, and he lowered himself to the ground, seating himself next to Zooble.

“…You miss Gangle?”

Zooble was surprised he got it so quickly, but nodded. They looked down at the box they were seated next to, their eyes falling on a roll of red satin ribbon. They picked it up and started to slowly wrap it around their hand. It felt almost exactly like they imagined it would feel to hold hands with Gangle…they felt their face grow warmer at the thought. They suddenly became aware of Caine mumbling something, but they couldn’t quite hear him. “What?”

“I’m sure she misses you too.”

Zooble blushed at the kind statement. “Oh…thanks.” They were silent for a long moment, then yawned and leaned on the box a little more. In their drowsy state, they didn’t even notice when Caine tiptoed out of the room and shut the door behind him. It only took a moment for them to fall into a deep sleep.

Gangle tumbled out of the portal back into the main room of the circus, clutching the shattered pieces of her comedy mask as tightly as she could. As she and everyone else stood up and grumbled, Caine appeared in front of them and did his usual greeting, with all the same sickly sweet enthusiasm.

“Welcome back, superstars! I trust you all had a fun time at the Candy Canyon Kingdom?”

The sound of groaning and complaining arose from the group, which the ringmaster ignored as usual. But after he presented the performers with their reward, his jaw curled into a grin as he drifted towards Gangle, and simply said:

“Someone’s waiting for you.”

Gangle had no idea what he meant by that. She allowed him to lead her to her room, where he swung the door open to reveal…Zooble? To her surprise, the mix-and-match character was sitting in the corner of her room, fast asleep, with a bunch of satin ribbon wrapped around their hand. Her initial look of shock quickly turned into a soft smile as she stepped closer and sat down next to them.

“Have they been waiting here the whole time?” she asked, her eyes still fixed on Zooble’s sleeping face. Caine grinned cheerfully as he answered her question. “Indeed they have! I must say, you have a good friend on your hands!”

“Yeah. A good friend.” she mumbled to herself. She leaned in and planted a kiss on the sharp corner of Zooble's triangular head, a faint pink blush appearing on her porcelain cheeks. Caine's jaw curled into another wide grin as he shut the door. It was just the two of them now. A girl made of ribbons and a mix-and-match toy…

Both of them, hopelessly in love.

[astro-eats]

Abstragedy idk

Gangle decided she wanted to hang out with zooble. She thought they were really cool. Everything about them. Despite the fact they're made of hard plastic, being held by them was the most comfortable thing she had ever experienced. Sometimes it hurts. Especially when they're wearing some of the more sharp parts.. But it was still more comfortable than laying on the best quality bed ever. They were the best quality person ever. They were everything. The way they walk, the way they talk, the way they make sure she's okay. They are her lifeline.

She stood up and walked towards her door. She stops for a second to thing. Maybe they didn't want her right now. Maybe they needed space. Maybe they would be upset with her. Maybe they're just pretending to like her. Maybe the only reason they're with her is to make her not abstract. What if they never loved her. What if they never wanted her. What if all they wanted was her to stay alive.

...

She awkwardly stepped back, stumbling back onto her bed. She had installed the thought into her head that they dislike her. She's just an annoying crybaby anyway...

The now sad girl shuffled into the blanket. It wasn't zooble laying on top of her. But she had to make it work for her. Besides, it was a weighted blanket anyways. But it would never be as comfortable as the person she loved. She needed them...

"Zooble..."

She spoke in a hushed tone. She just wanted them. But she didn't want to bother them. She shuffled again, before getting out of bed. She needed them. She made her way to their door and knocked. Even if they didn't want her, she wanted them. She still had the thought in her head that they disliked her, even if it was the opposite of the truth.

With a movement of the doorknob, the door opened. Revealing zooble looking at her. Zooble then spoke in a tired tone.

"...Gangle?.."

Their voice was tired. Like they needed sleep.

"Hey.. Can I come in..? I.. Missed you.. Heh..."

Gangle cringes as she realized how stupid she sounded saying that. She sounded like a desperate crybaby. But Zooble nodded. That must've meant they didn't secretly hate her. She walked in with zooble (closing and locking the door behind her) and sat next to them on their bed.

"So.. Why did you want to come in again?" Zooble questioned.

"I kind of just wanted to be with you.. I had a hard time sleeping..."

"Hm. Ok."

Zooble laid back on their bed. They looked at gangle. Gangle awkwardly stared at them. Zooble rolled their eyes and pat the spot next to them.

"Are you gonna stare at me all night or are you gonna lay down?"

Gangle quickly and awkwardly laid down next to them. She cringed st how dumb she must've looked just staring at them. She sighed as she got closer to them, the side of her ribbon body pressing against their plastic one. The best feeling ever.

Zooble would have been smiling. If they had a mouth, that is.

"Comfortable?"

"...Yeah.."

Zooble pulled her on top of them, causing Gangle to blush and squeak. This made them chuckle. In their opinion, she was the cutest girl ever. They held her close and ran their hands along her back. Well.. Her ribbons. So cute though.

Gangle smiled softly and felt.. Peaceful. This was her description of comfort. They were everything. They were everything except hurt and pain.

"... I love you, Zooble..."

"I love you too, Gangle."

Love. Pure love. Gangle felt herself getting relaxed and tired. Zooble was tired too. They both silently cuddled until falling asleep. They both slept so peacefully. Because they both had the best person that had ever came into their lives against them.

Kay that's it for now I might write more :3

[red-blooded-terror]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/62008201/chapters/158574682

Abstragedy Week 2025 les goooooooo

Enjoy the first lil oneshot, sorry it's not too long but hopefully it'll get better as I go XD

[or3oartz]

I swear I'm working... (I'm making the abstragedy fanfic, trust 🙏 )

Proof? take a snippet :3

"She looked back behind them into their room, at all the parts laying around. She knew about Zooble's problems from one of their 'nightly' hang-outs in her room, but it seemed worse today. Zooble noticed her looking and side stepped to block her view."

There... you've been fed ✨️

[know-it-all-and-all]

The Emergent Digital City

Summary of the Fic. By: @enby-denby

"The year is 2085, and Virtual Commuting is now a common practice for work and recreation. Dozens of companies, some as old as Intel and Apple but also up-and-comers such as C&A, now conduct 100% of their business through neural links and proxy agents, to minimize liability and maximize profitability. Depending on the level of integration and life support infrastructure, these VC systems can keep people in a digital workspace for hours, days, months or even years."

A young woman (Pomni) is pulled into a world of crime, intrigue, and overstimulating light and noise. The only thing keeping her sane (and alive) Is the cyber-assassin Ragatha, kindling something long suppressed within both of them. Together, along with a merry band of misfit criminals, they are on a mission to take down the evil corporation controlling the Digital city and gunning for their lives. If you ever wanted to read a Novelization of The Amazing Digital Circus co-authored by William Gibson in his Sprawl/Bridge trilogy era, this is the fanfic for you!

[ramencat12]

Draw from the heart (Abstragedy fanfic)

Ever since that day Zooble stood up to Jax for breaking Gangle's comedy mask Gangle had a strange feeling she never expected to have.

That day Gangle was in her room scribbling in her sketchbook when suddenly she kept having these thoughts about that certain figure, her cheeks flushed a shade of red

"Hm...That was really sweet of Zooble standing up for me like that" Gangle sighed

Gangle wanted to do something for Zooble to thank them but she didn't know what to do

"Maybe i could make them a drawing, im sure they would like that" Gangle though

Gangle took out her colored pencils and pieces of paper and began to draw what looked like Zooble, Gangle didn't seem very confident with how the drawings would come out she would toss them out and start over.

"Agh i can't seem to do it right!" Gangle said as she walked away from her desk and dropped onto her bed

"Oh its no use...i can't do it they probably won't even like it" Gangle sobbed she didn't seem very confident with her skills, then she heard a knock on the door

"Gangle are you okay? i heard you crying" cried a familiar voice

Gangle then got back up from her bed and went to open the door, It was Ragatha

"O-Oh hi Ragatha" Gangle sighed

Ragatha then noticed the pile of crumbled up paper on the floor and inside the trash she looked at Gangle with a worried look

"I-Im sorry if my room is a mess...Im trying to draw something for someone" Gangle sobbed

"Oh, for who?" Ragatha asked

"I wanted to draw something for Zooble...the way they stood up to me was very sweet i wanted to make something for them as a way to say thank you, but no matter how much i try i just can't seem to get the drawing right...i don't even see why i try they probably don't like me" Gangle covers her face

Ragatha felt sorry for Gangle she wanted to do something to help

"Gangle listen...You can't give up already i know you want to make this drawing for Zooble but you shouldn't push yourself down and give up already, i know Zooble would appreciate the drawing very much" Ragatha told Gangle in a comforting tone

"Y-You think so?" Gangle asked

"Of course they will" Ragatha replied

Then Gangle took a deep breath and smiled

"Thanks Ragatha...but i still don't know if its gonna look good"

"Gangle you are an amazing artist i know its going to look great, you just have to draw from the heart"

Then as soon as Gangle heard the word "Draw from the heart" she sat back at her desk and started drawing feeling confident.

as minutes passed she was finished, Gangle looked at the drawing proudly as Ragatha looked with admiration.

"Gangle this looks amazing i always knew you were an amazing artist!" Ragatha exclaimed as she had both of her hands together

"Eheh...Thanks" Gangle smiled

Then Gangle looked back at the drawing

"Do you think Zooble will like it?" Gangle asked

"Gangle i know Zooble will love it" Ragatha replies

Gangle then smiled "Well...i hope you're right, thanks for helping me Ragatha"

"Happy to help" Ragatha smiled

Then Gangle leaves her room as she waved to Ragatha before she left to look for Zooble to give them the drawing

Gangle then sees Zooble near the stage, Gangle's face flushed a bright red as she squeaked in embarrassment but with a deep breath she worked up the courage to go give the drawing to Zooble.

"Uhhh hi Zooble"

"Hm?" Zooble turned to Gangle

Gangle's face then flushed to a brighter shade of red

"A-Ah umm...i wanted to give you this" Gangle hands Zooble the drawing

Zooble was surprised as they looked at the drawing in admiration

"You drew this...for me?" Zooble asked

"Yeah...it was a way of saying thank you im sorry if it doesn't look very good but i do hope you like it anyway…" Gangle looked away fidgeting with her hands as she shyly looked away

Zooble was flattered and didn't know what to say, then Zooble's face felt warm

"You know...i think it looks great" Zooble assured Gangle

Gangle looked back at Zooble in surprise

"Y-You do!?"

"Well yeah...I think it was really thoughtful that you drew something for me" Zooble said

Gangle was speechless for a moment but she was very happy to know that Zooble liked the drawing.

"Hehe…well I’m glad you like it Zooble" Gangle smiled

"Well i appreciate it very much" Zooble then patted Gangle on the back "You're a pretty good artist you know?" Zooble told Gangle

Then Gangle blushed from the compliment

"Really you think so!?" Gangle said

"Well yeah...if you want maybe is it alright if i could come by and check out your drawings sometime?" Zooble asked rubbing the back of their neck as they looked away for a moment.

Then Gangle smiled as she squealed

"EEEEEE Of course i would love to!" Gangle exclaims

Zooble smiled seeing her all excited but then caught a bit by surprise as Gangle grabbed them by the hand, they both looked at each other and their faces were red.

"Uhh…sorry do you want me to let go?" Gangle asked

"No no its alright you don't have to let go" Zooble replied

"Alright...i think you're really cool Zooble" Gangle told Zooble with a bashful smile

"Heh...you're pretty cool too" Zooble replied as they blushed

Then they both walked in the hallway as they talked together.

(The end)

[twistedhoneycomb]

ok official announcement here's chapter 4!! 🩷🩷🩷 think of it kind of as an intro to the next one—I decided to split it up because it made more sense!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/61773613/chapters/157925281

[frog-cuter]

Ok lets me try do my first fan fick ever (my english is shit ok?)

*So the scean is zooble room and as they are trying to tought gangle how to be braver*

*zooble siting on there bed trying not to giggle overly at cute atempts of gangel trying to be tought*

Zooble (holding back giggle): "w-wow... you are... heh.... doing great"

*gangle who is holding her chest up with kinde puffed cheeks (her mask is shows that just thoes cute cheeks), her voic is bit diper and shes trying to sound "mean"*

Gangle: "what? Can't see I am trying to live here?!" (She sound fake annoyed but inside she is dieing out of cringe)

*zooble Can't take it anymore and start giggling and rolling on there bed, gangel face kinde get much more timid and scared od critisizm coz..... preobly autistic artist*

*zooble as they are rolling on there bed still think how cute and funny gangle was doing all "tought girl" persona*

Zooble (as they continue gigglibg and rolling on her bed) : "o-oh my go-o-o-od hahhahahahhahahhah i-it w-was so. Pffff haaaa..... oh my... (the giggles slowly die down and they sit up) o-oh girl.... oh.... that was sup-er adorable"

*both of them realise what just happend.... a complement......... A FRUCKING COMPLEMENT. The gay panick sets in and bouth minds are racing what to do*

*then gange say in bit panicked voice*

Gangle (her ribons sweaty and eyes darting everywhere): " ehhhh.... ehh..... E-e-enjoy your meal"

*The alward silence just grew thicker and buletproof*

Gangle thoughts: "WHAT THE FUUUUUUUUUUUCK DID I JUST SAID?!?!??!"

Ok so I got whole 6 likes. I am continuing.

*I zooble look confused as fuck. Gangle is starting to wamne kill her self out of embarrassment.

Zooble: "what the sigma?"

*gay silenc acure*

Gangle: "l-lets meaby take a b-brake, o-o-o-ok?" *she is still kinde panicked and embarrassed*

Zooble: "fine, you wish. Just don't stop being cute"

*zooble kinde stop caring about caling gangle cute, coz she did it so just as weal keep saying what she thinks*

*then zooble lay on gangle bed in this sexy pose every one know, like one hand keeping hand up and one hand is laying in the way its kinde forming an tringulr with other leg laying all the way*

*gangle gets even reder and hereyes go to the ground*

Thats all for now coz I am writing this in my math class

[kabachon724]

I colored the doodle