#hal gibson

[moxartz]

2024 design of the monkey team ! kind f made a base and went from there. I decided to work with the show's style/design a bit with some sparkles.

heres a base, I give anyone permission to use for their ocs or their monkey team designs ! or add improvements. So long as the og base is credited.

[chaoticmugen]

this scene brings me so much joy

[theblueskyphoenix]

Character profiles I made for my co-writer’s upcoming fanfiction, HyperForce: ReIgnition! Featuring the monkey team members of the HyperForce!

Their leader shall come later. ;) Stay tuned!

[grungekitty-77]

Dear Wormwood by The Oh Hellos

Ok I know you didn't know what you were choosing and didn't do this on purpose, but KISS YOU ON THE MOUTH KISSES YOU ON THE MOUTH KISSES- I went off a little on some Sprx angst Also funny that both SRMTHFG! requests I've gotten so far were the same band. I don't have that much of them on this list I swear!

Tw: Disassociation (And Sprx can have a little disassociation, as a treat. For me.)

AND I FORGOT AGAIN! @dazzlingsunf1ower

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Sprx found himself staring at the screen in front of him. He was supposed to be doing something. He could probably read the screen and figure it out, but his eyes were just sliding across the words. All he could do was stare straight ahead.

It was weird. He didn't feel present. Like he was controlling his body remotely, making even the simplest command difficult. He couldn't get himself to move. It left him with nothing to do but think.

And remember.

He hated remembering.

The feeling of ripping Nova apart; each piece resisting his magnets with a satisfying pull.

The strange weight of the Soul of Evil; heavy like a neutron star, but floating like a feather.

The warmth and comfort of the Fire of Hate; flooding down his arms and pooling in his chest.

Why did it feel that way? It should've felt hot and sharp. That seemed more appropriate for a corrupting force of evil and hate. But it wasn't. Nothing overwhelmed him. It just gently washed over him. It happened quickly, but it was so tender that Sprx didn't notice the corruption. His thoughts just changed as they soaked in the poison he had touched. Before he realized what he was doing he had turned on his team and pledged himself to his enemy, betraying himself in every way.

He hated it.

And that was the problem. If he hadn't had so much hate in his heart for the Skeleton King, maybe the Fire wouldn't have spread so quickly.

The irony that his hate for the guy had made Sprx a servant to him. How messed up was that? It made Sprx hate himself.

He also hated how he couldn't remember what he was supposed to be doing. How long had it been anyways?

It was difficult, but Sprx finally forced himself to look at the time on the screen in front of him. He had been sitting in his own thoughts for at least an hour. Not great.

"Sprx, have you finished reviewing those modifications?" Gibson asked, walking into the room with his own tablet.

Sprx tried to say something, but the signal got lost. All he could do was furrow his brows. At least Gibson told him what he was supposed to be doing, though the schematics in front of him still looked like static.

"Sprx?" Gibson asked with concern.

He set his own tablet down and crouched down to be eye level with Sprx. It was hard to meet Gibson's eyes, but Sprx managed that much.

Gibson was scanning Sprx all over for injuries or signs of sickness. Dr. Brainstrain at it again. But Sprx didn't blame him for the worry. He was acting strange even to himself.

"Can you hear me?" Gibson asked.

Sprx nodded.

"Can you speak?"

He shrugged. He honestly wasn't sure if he could or couldn't. Just that it wasn't happening.

"Are you alright?"

Another shrug. He also wasn't sure of that one either.

"Do you know what's happening?

Sprx shook his head. He knew that he didn’t know.

Gibson gently took the tablet off of Sprx's lap. Almost as gently as Sprx had been made into an enemy. Sprx's breath hitched at that thought and Gibson froze. It made Sprx feel worse.

After a moment of nothing, Gibson slowly began to move again

"I'd like to get some scans. Can you walk?" he asked as he finished taking the tablet away.

"I think?" Sprx said.

His voice sounded strange to him. Disconnected. Removed.

"So you can speak." Gibson noted.

"Sort of." Sprx shrugged.

He didn’t know what was wrong with him.

Gibson hummed. He stacked both tablets under one arm and offered his other hand to Sprx. Sprx took it and pulled himself off his pod chair.

"I'd like you to keep talking if you could." Gibson said sternly.

He was pulling Sprx by the hand down the hall towards Medbay.

"What about?" Sprx asked.

"Anything."

"uhhh...."

"Just the first thing that pops into your head, Sprx."

There was really only one thing in his head lately. Sprx tried, but no other thoughts came. All he could do was loop back to the one.

"I'm sorry."

"You have nothing to be sorry about." Gibson assured him.

"About resurrecting Skeleton King." Sprx corrected.

Gibson's steps stuttered. He managed not to trip over himself, but it was a close thing. Sprx wondered if he would’ve fallen down with him if he hadn’t caught himself.

"Oh." Gibson said quietly.

There was silence until they reached the doors to Medbay. Gibson open the door. They lingered in the hall for a moment before Gibson spoke again.

"Sprx. You know you don't have to be sorry for that either. You weren't yourself."

Sprx shrugged. He didn't have the energy to fight or lie. Gibson didn't look happy with that answer.

"Is that what's bothering you?" he asked.

Sprx decided he didn't want to continue the conversation. He walked into Medbay himself and forced Gibson to follow.

"I'll take that as a yes." Gibson said with a snide tone.

"Get your stupid scans." Sprx snapped back.

He sounded like he had when he...

"Sorry." Sprx said, turning his head away.

"It's quite alright." Gibson said.

He walked past Sprx towards a machine and grabbed a cord. Sprx couldn’t help but notice the suspicion and concern in Gibson’s eyes. He ignored it and quietly let Gibson access the port on the back of his head. It was quicker than taking all his vitals one by one.

The computer beeped once and Gibson read the results.

"There doesn't appear to be a physiological cause." he muttered.

Sprx might've been making it up, but Gibson sounded almost annoyed by it.

Gibson sighed and removed the plug.

"I suggest you speak with Antauri. This appears to be a psychological issue. Which is...regrettably, out of my depths.”

That was why he sounded annoyed. Gibson hated a problem he wasn’t capable of solving himself.

Sprx really didn’t feel like looking for the silver monkey, so he stood there and watched Gibson wind the cord back into place.

Gibson looked surprised to turn around and see Sprx still standing there. His face morphed into annoyance quickly though.

Sprx waited for Gibson to snap at him to get out. He wondered if they would bicker like they normally did or if he’d keep being weird.

“Sprx.” Gibson said, condensation already dripping from his voice “I understand that this is uncomfortable, but has it possibly occurred to you that perhaps you could be suffering from adverse effects due to the traumatic event you underwent?”

Sprx blinked several times before his brain accepted what he had just heard.

“But….I was the one who hurt you guys.” he said, confused.

Gibson sighed and pinched his nose.

“You were the one that was under the influence of a malevolent force. We, for all the physically injuries we may have suffered, were still in control of ourselves.”

Sprx said nothing. He had no idea how to even begin to respond. Nothing Gibson had just said made any sense to him.

Gibson glared at him.

“It really hasn’t occurred to you at all, has it?” Gibson asked with a hint of concern growing in his voice “Sprx! You cannot expect to be unaffected! Even I’m still-”

He cut himself off.

Sprx still said nothing, but Gibson struggled and stammered like he was being pressured to speak. He sighed in defeat.

“Very well.” he said “It wouldn’t do very well to be a hypocrite.”

Sprx still didn’t know what was happened.

“I still have nightmares about my encounter with the Ice Crystal of Vengeance.” Gibson admitted “It was so brief compared to your exposure. I can only imagine how you are suffering.”

Oh.

Sprx was so stuck on what had happened because of him that he hadn’t really considered that something had happened to him. Maybe he was allowed to be upset instead of hating himself.

“You went through something terrible, Sprx. You will need to recover.” Gibson explained.

He pulled Sprx into a hug.

“And that is allowed.”

Sprx stiffly hugged back. He liked the contact. It felt real. It wasn’t remote or removed or fuzzy. He could follow it back to his own body. He started to notice the floor beneath his feet and the details of the room.

Sprx relaxed and squeezed Gibson tighter as he felt himself return from wherever he had been.

“Thanks, Brainstrain.” he said, his voice sounded normal again. “I think I’m back now.”

Gibson released the hug, but didn’t fully let go.

“I’d like to keep you under observation for a while still.”

Sprx rolled his eyes.

“Sure. You can help me look over those modifications.”

Gibson smiled and squeezed Sprx’s arm on more time.

“That is acceptable.”

--

Not sure if I'm in love with the ending, but I was having trouble forcing the story to conclude. It wanted to abruptly stop.

Anyway, ANGST! ANSGT! ANSGT! ANGST! With a dash of comfort. Not too much though!

[sophie-laurel]

Happy 20th anniversary to my favorite show!

[bowletta]

i've had this idea for a monkey themed animatic for years, but ive been too intimidated to try...

as a challenge, I gave myself a month to make one! (to post on the 20th anniversary!) here ya go

[1drwstuff]

hellooo I love drawing this cutie pie and I had to animate him, so here I have a short animation for all of you

[inkmoller]

I haven't drawn monkeys for a long time

I hope it turned out well

[beyondtheticklecloset]

Cozy Corner (SRMTHFG!)

Summary: Gibson decides to create a special space for Nova to warm up from the cold.

A/N: This is my SRMTHFG! Secret Santa fic for @rararazaquato! I really hope you enjoy it! I was told you like Gibson and Nova, so I wanted to focus on them for you!

This is my first time ever writing for this fandom. I loved it growing up and recently revisited it and I was surprised and thrilled to see others on this site who post about it even today. I found out about this exchange just in time and have been so excited to participate! Thank you @sweetcircuits for hosting! It's been so fun!

Word Count: 1229

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It was no secret that Nova hated the cold. Previous issue with Mandarin notwithstanding, she hated the way it made her shiver and shake like a wimp (her words), hated having to defrost her cruiser every time she needed it in a hurry, hated how it screwed up her focus to the point that it often became all she could think about in the moment.

Monkeys were not meant to live in the cold. She knew that was why it affected her so much, but what made it all the worse was seeing how the others could tolerate it much better than she could. It made her feel less than, and she hated it.

Gibson was the most observant member of the team, second only to Antauri – this also was no secret. But the more he watched Nova during this mission, the more he had to wonder just how dense the others must be not to realize how deep her suffering went.

Thankfully Shuggazoom itself very rarely got cold or saw snow, but out here in the universe when they had to jump from planet to planet to keep up with the Dark One Worm, their chances were just as good as any. They’d only encountered a handful of completely iced-out planets thus far, but every time, Nova shrank in on herself until the mission was over and they were safely on their way into the emptiness of space.

This mission was taking longer than expected, and it was affecting the yellow monkey more and more by the day. Gibson could take it for only so long before deciding something needed to be done, and he was just the monkey to do it.

It had become an unspoken rule on these snow planet missions that should the need arise for one of them to stay with the robot for any reason, Nova would be the one to do it. That way she could keep warm and still feel useful. But on this particular day, Gibson spoke to Chiro privately and asked to swap just this once. His reasons were good, he promised, and his leader believed him.

He was nervous when Chiro broke the news to Nova, but though she grumbled a bit, she dutifully took her place in the lineup and followed the others out into the cold, leaving Gibson with a minimal amount of time to get his plan underway – while also keeping attentive to the team’s needs.

He could handle it.

Most of what he needed was already on hand, thanks to the blizzard that had come through Shuggazoom before. They’d gone out and stocked up on all manner of coats and scarves and blankets before the worst of it really hit, which was all the better, since they didn’t have much time to go shopping out here in the cosmos.

Entering Nova’s room without her permission or even being in the robot felt rather ungentlemanly, Gibson had to acknowledge, but he just had to hope she’d forgive him later when she saw why he’d done it.

~

After a while, the rest of the team returned to the robot. They were all shivering, but Nova looked about ready to collapse.

“S-S-So…c-cold…” she gasped, her words warbled from how hard her teeth were chattering. Then she caught sight of Gibson and leveled him with a glare. “N-Never again…Gibson. Never a-again.”

Gibson felt terrible, but he went to her and gently took her freezing cold metal hand in his. “I’m truly sorry to have subjected you to these terrible conditions today, Nova. But I promise I had a good reason for it. Here.” He tugged her hand gently, urging her further into the robot. “Let me show you.”

The other monkeys and Chiro exchanged curious glances with each other before following after the two of them as Gibson led them to the hall where their rooms were, stopping outside of Nova’s with a sheepish smile.

“I do hope you’ll forgive me for having done this without consulting you first, but…well, just look.”

The door slid open with a woosh, and Nova glanced inside. At first it didn’t look any different than usual, and she was confused. Did Gibson come in here without her consent? It didn’t look like he had. But then her eyes caught on something in the back corner, and she felt her heart begin to race in anticipation. He had been in here. What…?

There was a warm orange glow encompassing this corner of the room. It came from a small space heater that had been turned on ahead of her return so it was already warm for her. The ground was cushioned with the cozy lining of winter coats and pillows, and a makeshift tent-like contraption had been set up out of blankets. It was even built in such a way that Nova could pull a blanket over like a door and fully trap the heat within the tiny space.

She stared at in astonishment.

Gibson gave it a few moments, then nervously cleared his throat. “It, erm…won’t be practically useful for when you’re to stay behind on missions in the future, since you can’t exactly manage the robot’s central computer from here, but—oomph!” He was cut off when Nova nearly tackled him to the floor in a giant hug.

“You’re the best, Gibson,” she said into his shoulder, squeezing him tight.

The blue monkey was obviously flustered, but he tried to brush it off. “Nonsense. Any one of us could see that the cold truly bothers you in ways it does not for us, so I simply did what I felt was logical…” He trailed off when she pulled back to give him a pointed look. He coughed. “And, erm…I wanted you to feel comfortable, and have a place to go when the cold gets too much for you. So…yes. I wanted to make you happy, too.”

Nova beamed at him. “You did, Gibson. Thank you so much. I love it!” She grabbed his hand and tugged him toward the small, warm space. “Come on, you should get to enjoy it too, since you worked so hard on it.”

“B-But this space was meant for you—”

“And now I’m inviting you in. Come on!”

It was a tight fit, but Gibson managed to squeeze into the compact space next to her. He had to admit, actually sitting in the comfy area after going to such lengths to set it up for her was satisfying.

“Hey,” Sparx protested playfully. “What about the rest of us?”

Nova shot him a smirk. “Go find your own!” Then she whipped one of the blankets over as if slamming a door, and everyone laughed.

Later, Chiro and Antauri would compliment him on doing such a great thing for their teammate, Sparx would rib him about trying to score brownie points, and Otto would make notes on his craftsmanship, pointing out things he could have done differently. Gibson took all of it in stride. It simply made him happy to know he’d done something to make Nova happy.

The next time the team had to go out into the cold, Nova grabbed Gibson’s arm before he walked outside and said, “If you need a place to warm up when you come back, I happen to know one.”

Their shared smiles were more than enough for him.

[nannibetelgeuse]

The Ocean Boy~

[renylevel]

I saw an image on Twitter and couldn't help but draw the team this way.

I would say that this is their dynamic, the calmest ones who have to pay for the crazy things their colleagues do.

[happyfroglegs]

@agithamoon happy trick or treat!! You asked for Gibson and/or Mandarin and I just went with Gibson because the amount of spoons I had were low. I hope you like it!

@sweetcircuits thank you so much for the event this was fun!

[chaoticmugen]

gibson + his tongue

S1 E1, E8 / S2 E2, E4, E13 / S4 E3, E4, E10

[pumpkinachai]

Decided to upload some doodles of my SRMTHFG babies that I had done throughout the year but just never really finished. Most of them are figuring out Mhairi's new look and a couple of my sweet boy Flint who I don't draw enough and needs a ref sheet of his own. Also included an adorable pic of Mhairi and Gibson that I swear I'll finish one day, but here's a rough drawing for now.

[antauri-milkway]

So my friend said something rlly smart but rlly stupid that sparked my hyperfixating tendencies

So my friend was like “wait,so antauri is black(darker in the show),and blackhat is black. Gibson is blue,jjst like jevin” and thats where he got before i screamed. I mean he just made a solid match up of my hyperfixation and probably new obsession. IDK WHAT TO DO😭😭

[sophie-laurel]

Chiro can't understand what's going on and why