#something about his goobness

[debushit]

the more sleep deprived trossard looks the better he plays

[saintprivateer]

posty by himself for now but hello again im drawing sky ship things!!

[nerdypixel]

I am crying, because I'm laughing so hard. This. Is. Brilliant!

POV you work or live on whickber street, soho london

the A.Z. Fell & Co bookshop is a money laundering scheme (it is never open and nothing is for sale) and a front for the mob (the main visitor is a guy who wears sunglasses at night and drives a million £ car) and Mr. Fell is a sugar daddy (the sunglasses guy has no job but can afford his lux lifestyle plus he just has that vibe) with ties to the criminal underworld (how do they pay rent without ever selling anything and sometimes people in bespoke white suits come by). there was a violent gang war (a scary horde calling themselves 'the demons' attacked the shop) and Mr. Fell killed all of them (there was screaming and booms) and now the shop is a crime scene (there is a cop inside all the time now) and Mr. Fell is either on the run from the law (he has disappeared) or in prison (sunglasses sugar baby is crying)

[maucira]

awfully petty

dandy x f!reader

cw: non-con, rough sex, size difference, unprotected sex, lots of tongue..

"Hey! I've got some goodies for sale~!"

"Spare a flower some tapes, will ya?"

"I've got some better items this time, I swear!"

The rainbow-petaled man's eye twitched in annoyance. Despite his countless efforts, always with a friendly demeanour, your group denied every offer. Dandy's seen them pick up tapes, collecting them throughout the toons' journey, so why won't they just buy something from his store? Poppy is on the brink of death yet she refuses to buy a bandage from his store.

Ah, that's right. You.

"Oh Poppy, you don't have to buy from him. We'll let you know once we've found a bandage, okay?" You said with a haughty tone to the blue toon. His brows furrowed subtly as he silently fumed. He hid his clenched fists behind his back as he watched you poorly attempt to hide the smirk that crept up on your face as you watched him lose his temper. Oh you little minx, why do you try to torment him so?

The group glanced over Dandy's items once more, his brain trying to grasp any sort of hope that lightly shone. "Don't make me angry." He spoke, irritation evident in his tone. His teeth grit together, surely they wouldn't refuse this time. He attempted to reassure himself in his mind, they wouldn't ignore him this time... Right?

Boxten's guilty smile said everything Dandy needed to know to immediately wipe all his hopeful thoughts away. "Uh... sorry, Dandy. Maybe next time?" He said in a softer tone. He took Poppy's hand and guided her away towards the large metal doors that led to their next round. Rodger and Goob were already facing the doors, the magnifying glass uninterested and the other messing around with his extended arms, but both waiting for the doors to open.

That only left one, the bitch who kept convincing the others to reject him. Your eyes turned up sharply, a patronising smile curling your lips. A barely audible snicker escaping you, just loud enough for the flower to hear. "Seems we're all good, Dandy." You said with a playful voice. He was sick of your annoying shenanigans, even before the tension that had formed between you two, you've always been like this. Always trying to piss him off, enjoying his reactions every time you'd get on his nerves.

"Be that way." He snapped, with barely contained anger. He pulled the lever and descended back down to where he stored his goods. You raised a finger to your lips, curling it to cover the smile that grew on your face. You loved to tease him, seeing his cute angry face as he stared at you with disdain. You hoped this time something interesting would happen.

-

Since the moment you stepped foot out the door, an uneasy feeling had made its way into you, settling in your stomach with every movement you took. You'd never admit it, but you were being extremely cautious this round. A soft tune played, the song that would play every time Dandy's shop opened, Clair de Lune. You wondered why it was playing. Had Dandy done something? A chill crept up your spine, making you shudder as you turned the wheel to pour ichor into the glass tube. It wasn't very ideal for the machine to be located in a remote corner, with the only way of noticing any twisteds being looking behind you.

With every drip of the black substance, time seemed to still further. It was uncomfortable being in a space with no way of escaping. Peeking behind your shoulder every so often, you tried your hardest not to miss any skill checks. Being attacked now would be terrible, actually, being attacked in general would be.

A relieved sigh escaped you as you completed the machine. You looked down at your watch, which showcased how many machines had been finished. "Three out of five complete... I should go check around to see if any others aren't being done." You muttered. Just as you were about to turn around, loud footsteps rumbled from behind you. They were heavy, loud, and seemed to belong to something much larger than any normal toon. Perhaps a new twisteds. God, you hoped whatever was coming for you wouldn't be painful with its attack. You whipped around, you knew something was about to turn the corner, who it was, was the question.

Your breath hitched, there was no escape, but luckily you still had two hearts left, so it should be alright. Right? A grimace came onto your face. Your heart hammered in your chest, but nothing could've prepared you for the shock that had encased you the moment you saw the giant twisted that stood before you.

A large grin was on the beast's- no, Dandy's face. His eyes glowed a beautiful red, and his petals once soft and rounded, now sharp and pointed. Fangs protruded out of his excited smile. In your opinion, it almost looked like a sneer. The short and petite flower you had tried to piss off just less than an hour ago, is now a large beast that towered more than twice your size. Your eyes travelled further downward, eyeing his knife-like colourful claws that threatened to tear into you at any second. He was horrifying.

The previously unbothered look on your face changed quickly, your brows furrowing and a quivering, small smile on your lips. It was always risky the game you played at, and you wouldn't give up so easily. Your body shook immensely as you stepped back slowly. "D-Dandy...?" You spoke, in a shallow tone with only remnants of the cocky demeanour you carried yourself with. The toon in question didn't respond, staying quiet as he placed another claw forward. The corner of his mouth seemed to grow the more he observed the terrified reaction you gave off. His grin unsettled you. As much as you'd like to doubt he'd hurt you, many of your other twisted friends wouldn't hesitate to harm you.

He stepped closer and closer, creeping until you were pressed right against the completed machine, and he, inches away from your face. You felt his hot breaths on his face as he stared you dead in the eyes. You instinctively attempted to shut your eyes when the heat of his breath hit you in the face, but a low growl resounded from him, making you open them again. "Dandy... come on, you didn't take what I was saying back there seriously, did you? I was only teasing..."

You slowly raised a hand, almost as if trying to calm a wild animal, but you knew the only one you were trying to calm was yourself. You placed a hand on his much larger face that stared down at you with a terrifying look. "Dandy..." You muttered as you observed his appearance once more. The tapes wrapped around his animal-like body, covered in the same sticky tar that you had poured into numerous machines.

His rainbow claws tapped the floor before dragging over to where you were. The sudden change made you pull your hand off of his face and bring it to your chest. "Dan... Dandy what're you doing?" You questioned, the meek smile slowly slipping off of your face as he brought his claws closer and closer to you. A distorted, gravelly growl that almost sounded like a mocking chuckle bellowed out as he grasped your torso with his hand.

You let out a quiet gasp as you felt his large hand encase your body. He brought his face closer to yours before a large, pointed tongue slipped out of his face. Your mind raced wildly, 'He's not going to kill me,' you thought, 'he's going to fucking eat me.' Tears welled up in your eyes, shutting them the closer he slowly closed the distance. Expecting to feel teeth crush your skull open, tears slipped down your cheeks. The thought of the sensation of your nerves on fire as teeth punctured your head, your brain being chewed up like a piece of steak made you want to vomit.

Instead of the horror you expected, the tongue slid up your cheek, licking away the tears before moving further across and beginning to lick your quivering lips. You opened your cloudy eyes in confusion, gasping once you realised he was trying to enter your mouth. You quickly regret it as his large tongue invades your mouth, barely able to fit it all in. It moved around wildly, shoving itself down your throat until you were gagging and choking on it. His saliva dripped down your chin, his much larger mouth producing way more than the average toon should.

You tried to yell out his name but only struggled coughing came out of you as he refused to leave your mouth. Your lack of air made you gasp as you choked on his tongue, but the heaving made you swallow more of his drool. You hacked violently as a disgusted look came onto your face. The corners of Dandy's mouth grew into a sinister grin as he pointed his claw to the top of your dress before a loud tearing sound was heard.

He finally removed his tongue from your mouth just as you thought you were about to faint from the lack of oxygen, but realising it now, that would've been far more merciful than to feel this creature defile you. You were shivering, and you couldn't tell if it was from the cold air or fear. Dandy had left you only your panties, the bra you were wearing torn off along with the dress. You hurriedly tried to cover your chest, but Dandy let out a warning growl as you did so, making you hesitantly lower your arms by your side.

"So that's it? You're going to rape me just because I joked around a little? Even I thought you were better than that, Dandicus." You scoffed. Dandy didn't respond, it seemed only growls could be made. He tilted his head, curiously or mockingly? You couldn't tell. His eyes drifted down to the floor for a second, before glancing back at you. You followed where his eyes went, only to see a large, large, red dick throbbing between his legs. It would take an idiot to not know he was aroused. He panted a giggle-like sound at your widened eyes. There was no fucking way that thing would fit inside you. You wanted to make that very clear.

"Dandy- Dandy, no. I'll- I'll fuck you after this floor if that's what you want. There's no way that thing will fit inside me! Do you even know how huge you are right now?" You said, stumbling over your words. No matter what you said, nothing was making him show a sign of stopping. That disturbing grin never left his face. His claw reached forward and tore off the last shred of dignity you had left. You tried to cover your lower body with your hands but he reached forward and grabbed your arms. He slammed your head onto the ground with a loud thud. He pulled you forward, leaning over you until the tip of his dick prodded at your hole. He rubbed the mushroom tip against your pussy, whines of disagreement leaving your throat as you begged that he didn't do it.

A shocked cry of pain came out of you as he rammed into you. Your gummy walls tightened around him instinctively as he buried himself to the hilt in you. He held your arms with one claw and used the other to spread your legs open. You screamed as he began to rut into you like a feral dog. He had no remorse as he harshly pounded in and out of you. An outline of his large bulge in your stomach was prominent as his pace was relentless. You thrashed under him, screaming and crying as blood dripped out of your pussy.

His dick was becoming coated in your slick, making it easier for him to violate you like a ragdoll. He panted heavily next to your ear as pleasure soon accompanied the pain, no matter how much you hated it. You let out wails, a mixture of pain and pleasure as he hammered himself straight into your core. It felt like he was splitting you open. You began to subconsciously rock against his dick, your body arching at his roughness.

Your cunt throbbed, painful goodness coursing throughout your every vein as you ground back onto him. You didn't want this, not at all, but your body couldn't resist its pleasure. The thickness of his shaft sliding in and out of you rapidly made your head spin, you felt faint as he continued to rock into you like there was no tomorrow. You could feel his dick hitting your womb with every thrust, making you cry out in pain. You let out whimpers as you began to constrict around him.

That sinister giggle of his sang out as he could feel you tighten around him. Your loud moans and grunts of pain soon accompanied his deep panting. You screamed out his name as you felt the coil in your stomach tighten and release on his dick that never stopped for a moment. The pain became more as he overstimulated your poor cunt.

You could feel the heavy slaps of his balls against your ass as his thrusts became faster and faster before he loudly snarled next to your ear. His claws scraped the wooden floor behind your head, splintering it as he released into you.

Large amounts of cum spilled out from him, it felt as if he was unloading bucket loads into you. He didn't stop until your pussy was dripping his cum out of you, then squirted the rest out onto your stomach. Besides the shallow pants, he was silent. He tilted his head at you, mockingly this time. Tears were cascading down your cheeks, you weren't sure you were going to be able to stay awake until the others finished the machines. Dandy picked up your shredded clothes and tossed them on top of you, what a gentleman. He stalked off, not giving you a final glance and began to run to a finished machine.

You sat up pathetically against the machine, sniffling and sobbing before bringing your knees up to your chest. You knew you had to get out of there, but you didn't want the others to see you in such a vulnerable state. You used your torn panties to wipe the excess cum off of you, a lot of it gushing out of you. You cried for a long moment, before trying to salvage what you could of your clothes, only your dress being somewhat useable if you patched it up. You slipped it on, a gaping tear straight down the middle. You tried to stand, but your legs gave out underneath you. Tears wouldn't stop falling as you began to crawl to a shelf that had a sewing kit, maybe the creators felt pity for you and decided to help you a little. You messily stitched your dress back up, leaning against the bookshelf before continuing to sob into your knees.

Just by your luck, Poppy had peeked around the corner, a worried expression on her face as she hurriedly rushed over to you. "What happened to you!? Okay, okay... ah shit. Can you stand? Here, let me help." She rambled out before pulling your arm over her shoulder and supporting your waist with her other hand. "I don't know what the hell happened to you, but Rodger's on the last machine. I'm getting you out of here, pronto!" She exclaimed, rushing you in front of the elevator and standing with you behind a few boxes.

"Thank you... Thank you, Poppy..." You heaved out through your cries, before poorly attempting to cradle her. "Hey? It's all good, I'm always here for you, y'know?" She said confused, but a smile appeared on her face as you hugged her. A ding rang out through the area, interrupting your moment with Poppy as she gasped and ran to the elevator with you, huffs of annoyance escaping you as you were pulled inside.

You could hear the heavy footsteps of Dandy as everyone rushed into the elevator. Luckily, no one had died, thanks to you being raped probably. You heard Goob and Poppy cheer, a relieved smile appearing on Boxten's face. You observed everyone, and thinking of it, you'd go through that hell again if it meant keeping your friends safe. You leaned your head against Poppy's shoulder, cheerful chatter in the air.

A ding was heard, and confusion silenced the toons before everyone looked at the shop that was rising into the elevator. Dandy's eyes were on you, a happy grin on his face as he giggled.

"Let's not make that happen again, shall we?"

One thought was in your head.

'I'm going to kill that fucker.'

[the-s1lly-corner]

Calling various toons pretty boy 1/?

New fandom so I gotta hit them with this reoccurring prompt of mine YAHOO maybe ill do another part or two if there's a demand

Characters: looey, rodger, astro, goob

Notes: gn reader, toon reader, can be seen as pre or post game, short post, written on mobile

CWs: none

LOOEY

Visibly buffers for a few seconds. Comically points a finger at himself and just. "Who? Me?" Half bashfully joking half disbelieving... please reaffirm you mean him

Soft laughter afterwards but he does like the new nickname- this... is a new nickname right..? It's not a one off?

Once the moment of nervous doubt dies he's going to return the energy right back to you- he can give you cute names in return!

RODGER

Pretty boy? He would typically refer to himself as distinguished and dapper... not that he's going to shut you down on your wording! He very much appreciates it!

Will be thinking about it for hours, his glass lightly fogged in his own form of blush. Each moment when he's not actively doing something he's replaying your words

Straightens his jabot out when you initially call him pretty boy- a habit of his when you compliment him or give him affection

ASTRO

It takes him a moment to respond. It's not so much that it takes him a minute to process... just needs to figure out how to feel...

Pretty? Him... gee, thanks... and that isn't sarcasm! He just sometimes has trouble expressing his emotions/putting them into his voice!

Hc that his face Cresent glows when he's flustered or happy. That's the giveaway that tells you he's over the moon (ha)

GOOB

Hc that he has a little tail and it goes nuts when you call him pretty boy!! He's absolutely BEAMING! He's more so used to you calling him a cutie, or cutie patootie, but pretty boy is also sweet!

100% he hand stims (shaking followed by dragging them over his face/holding his cheeks) before pulling you into a hug

He's basically vibrating. LOVES compliments

[eclipseberrycake]

Poly! MoonBerryCake x Reader

I took some inspiration from @huneybeen who wrote this first so please please dont hate me but I've been thinking about them for the past 3 days and I needed to word vomit.

...K thanks bye.

Divider Credit: @sister-lucifer

☁ The dynamic of this alone is something I'd like to touch on especially because it's so fun to me.

☁ I imagine if anything the reader would be a common toon, so that changed things. You have two mains, Astro and Sprout, and two commons, yourself and Cosmo.

☁ You and Cosmo probably meet first because of that. You get close because of similar interests and stay close during runs.

☁ To add an extra layer to this, imagine Distactor! Reader too? Licking my fingers at this.

☁ Cosmo thought he had just gotten a new friend! He loves giving them treats and using them as a taste tester and even taking naps together wherever possible! It's great!

☁ Until...it's not? Why are you taking off? Why do the trinkets hooked onto your belt look suspiciously like the ones Goob and Tisha are known to use? Why are you actively getting the Twisteds attention?! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

☁ The first time he sees you distract is a little stressful for poor Cosmo. The second you're back in the elevator and it clinks shut, he is whirling on you and demanding an explanation.

☁ He's so exasperated that he's left speechless when you simply smile up at him, still high off adrenaline, while talking a mile a minute about how much fun that was.

☁....Are you insane?

☁ That being said, after the fact, Cosmo is literally your personal healer. He is constantly fighting Toodles the other toons for heals, not for himself, not really, but so he's never left with nothing to give you.

☁ That's probably when he realizes he has an initial crush on you. He's mid-way through using a med-kit on you, on a floor high enough he can see the running starting to effect you. You're sluggish and fatigued and can't chug pop fast enough. It makes his chest ache at the sight before he's swallowing his nerves and wrapping his arms around you.

☁ "You're doing great. Thank you for the work you do."

☁ Feeling you melt against him made every grueling floor worth it in that moment. The draining yank of his own health leaving him to go to you through every new treat was far beyond repaid. He would do it a million times over for you if only for a smidge chance at this moment again.

☁ The run was finished soon after that, and you were quick to express your thanks towards him after that. Safe to say, if you thought he was clingy before, that was nothing. It's like he literally took an invisible chain and connected it between you two and you just haven't found it yet.

☁ He's always there with a smile and a treat and a snuggle if time and twisteds permit.

☁ Now, some world building for ya. I imagine that the OG Twisteds of the mains you see, are the real mains until that research is completed. Then Dandy lets you purchase an...un-twist antidote or something and that's when they come back. It's fun to me >:(.

☁ Following this, most people are gonna assume Sprout comes first.

☁ WRONG. I got Astro first so guess whose coming back. Astro.

☁ When Astro comes back, he's evidently shaken by the whole ordeal. The mains probably didn't know the commons overly well unless they were explicitly paired together. Like Sprout and Cosmo in that one animation, or Glisten and Vee, etc. Astro isn't seen with any commons, as far as I know, so he's probably a little lost and feels like an outsider.

☁ While he's recovering he's banned from any runs. Point blank period. However, that means he's alone while the commons are all out scavenging for research.

☁ Guess who comes in? Guess :)

☁ It's you!

☁ Unlike Cosmo, there are other distracting toons. Tisha and Goob both are more than happy to take some shifts while you stay back to recover yourself. Unfortunately, there's only one Cosmo, so he's left going on the runs as a healer and leaving you behind. You always see him off though, giving him pecks on the cheek before he's stepping into the elevator.

☁ You take the time to wander through Gardenview, eyeing each room as you pass before blinking at the infirmary. The new toon was in there.

☁ Astro half expected you to just continue on, regardless of if he was there or not. He was fine on his own, even if it wasn't his favorite. It reminded him too much of when he was... Of before.

☁ But you poked the top of your head in the doorway, your eyes being the only part of you visible. He blinked at the action, making eye contact. Your head tilted at the action and his own mirrored it. It made you giggle as you disappeared back around the door.

☁ Despite it, Astro found himself smiling at the action. what an odd toon you were.

☁ He never heard your footsteps disappear however, stunning himself when you popped your eyes back in, gleaming with mischief. The rest of you stepped in right after, pressing a finger to your lips with a humorous little wink. "Wanna sneak into the kitchen and steal some cookies?"

☁ Needless to say, he found himself in the kitchen, sitting beside you with a cookie jar shaped like a suspicious, rainbow petal'd plant sat between you munching on cookies that looked a little too familiar for comfort.

☁ You filled the silence whenever something popped into your brain, talking about things you felt he should know for whatever reason. He now knew all about Rodger and Glisten and Teagan's tension, which he wouldn't have guessed, and all about Gigi's...problem with misplaced objects. He even knew about your own rumors that laid hushed in the walls, spoken like they were about someone else.

☁ "Yeah! People keep saying Cosmo and I are a thing but he's never asked so until then, that's a no."

☁ He hummed at the time, even if some part of him felt a bit relieved at the information.

☁ By the time he was cleared to go on runs, you were bouncing up and down by his side excitedly, trinkets clinking from where you had hooked them onto your waist, with Cosmo excitedly grinning behind you.

☁ He liked seeing you two like that.

☁ Now. Sprout. Mr. Seedly.

☁ He's last to join. Astro helps with this tremendously. When you're downed from a surprise Shrimpo attack, clutching your arm as Ichor pooled over, Cosmo is quick to try and jump in to help, only for a twisted clone of himself to turn and lock in onto him.

☁ As much as I love to proclaim "Distractor! Cosmo!" he's not actually a distractor. So, he has to run to lose the twisteds quickly before getting bit himself. This is where Astro comes in. Not only does he quickly re-energize both you and Cosmo, he is able to give you a momentary heal, letting you run off, air horn blazing, while hiding in the back to turn his attention to Cosmo.

☁ Whatever pieces you or Cosmo may lose, Astro picks up. Yet, not all of them seem to click into place just yet.

☁ When the elevator stills and you all hear the telltale steps, Astro is quick to grab your shoulders and spit all sorts of warnings. "Watch the tentacles. You'll know where they're going to appear. Don't try to test them. It's not worth it." "He's slow but don't take that for advantage. He will find a way to keep up." "Ignore every other twisted. We can handle them."

☁ Blinking, he watched you slowly nod before blinking and giving a much more firm acknowledgement. "Understood."

☁ When the elevators opened, Astro watched as you quickly got Sprout's attention, darting around a budding pile of ichor before sharply turning the other way. The reason why quickly became apparent when a twisted Teagan turned the corner, which Goob quickly took away.

☁ Nodding to himself, Astro found himself turning to face Cosmo, who looked terrified at the what just happened. Did he look that way when Astro was...That way with him? He hoped not.

☁ Frowning, he gripped his blanket tighter before letting out a breath, extending one of his hands through the opening towards Cosmo. The other looked at it with wide eyes before his eyes upturned to look at Astro's. "I'll stay with you the entire time."

☁ They had to follow you after all.

☁ They stayed a good distance away from where you and Goob were distracting (which was rather entertaining to watch actually), grabbing capsules wherever possible and tossing healing treats to you both as you passed.

☁ It was a rather seamless process actually up until the elevator timer began, sending the other toons of the squad running. Cosmo, who had been waiting for Astro to finish the last machine, seemed to halt before Astro was urging him forward, steeling himself to stay behind. "They'll run out of stamina before getting to the elevator. We'll be fine!"

☁ Albeit hesitantly, Cosmo did turn and run, finding safety next to Rodger while Astro stayed a ways away outside. Goob was quick to return, free of twisteds, but looking no less stressed. "They were far! Sprout cut off their exit!" Goob quickly explained, twiddling his fingers in front of him.

☁ Astro nodded before instructing him to stand in the elevator as well just in case.

☁ As the seconds ticked down, Astro was seconds away from stepping just far enough to remain out of Goob's range just in case when you came skidding around a corner. He could tell you were running on low as you kept looking back, narrowly avoiding Sprout's clawed grasp. Waiting until you were close enough, he let his power thrum along the ground, watching as you immediately perked up.

☁ Goob took this as a signal, or maybe you gave him one, as you quickly moved to push Astro forward, right into the awaiting arms as you continued towards the elevator. Just as the elevator began to close, you dove, making it just under the steel metal as it slammed shut behind you.

☁ You were panting as you laid on the ground, the entire elevator silent save for your heavy breaths and the sound of Dandy preparing for his arrival.

☁ Cosmo was quick to jump onto you, hurling threats of no more heals if you ever tried anything like that ever again. You took it with grace, gently resting a hand on his head as he cried into your shoulder. Your eyes angled back, catching his and extending your free hand. "You can't fool me. I know that scared you too."

☁ If Astro moved forward to take your hand, sitting close enough to you his knees brushed your shoulders.

☁ You had gotten what you needed though, evident with the glower Dandy shot at you, hidden behind a plastic smile.

☁ Getting Sprout back was harder than getting Astro back, admittedly. You had explained that when getting a main back, you kept most of the toons behind simply for everyone's sake. Distractors, Cosmo and fast extractors was where you drew the line.

☁ Which Astro understood. But didn't like. However, that being said, his power made him a valuable asset, which he used to argue his point. When you acquiesced, he nearly cheered, triumphantly trekking into the elevator with Cosmo by his side.

☁ To say this was like the previous runs, but on some sort of crack would be an understatement. It was fast. It was grueling. It was a thing of constant motion with machines constantly being done and the elevator a repeating pattern of opening and closing.

☁ There were no jokes like usual. There was no chatting. There was a new tension among the people in the elevator, simply waiting for the countdown before starting it all over again.

☁ Cosmo ensured he stuck beside Astro the entire time, remaining a rock the entire time while you were busy. They kept close enough they could rush to you should the need arise, and have a few times, but stayed within hands reach of each other.

☁ By the time they reached floor 24, with all of you tired and injured to some extent, the sound of his steps were both a welcome reprieve and a dreaded expectation.

☁ You were the one trusted with the serum, clutching it tightly as you glared at the elevator before you were turning to look at Cosmo and Astro over your shoulder. "Stay safe, please. Don't wait for me."

☁ It was a harrowing ask, but not one they could linger on as the elevator opened and you took off.

☁ But then the lights went out.

☁ And then they heard Sprout let out a shrill roar signaling he spotted you.

☁ Then they heard the snarling of Pebble signaling he too also spotted you.

☁ That was all they needed before the group of them dispersed, eager to complete the machines as quick as possible before you paid the price for their lack of action.

☁ One by one each ticked off before the elevator was reopening and they all rushed back to the elevator. Goob, Cosmo and Astro stood right up at the lip of the elevator, eyes darting for you. You appeared much quicker, both Pebble and Sprout on your heels as you did.

☁ You dropped a quick smoke bomb, loosing both of their attentions as you quickly rounded around a counter. Pebble let out a snarl as he ran off in the other direction. He didn't get far before hearing you move and it was like a movie.

☁ You moved, launching at Sprout with the Serum poised and ready while Pebble snarled, rushing to catch you. You managed to catch Sprout, digging the spout of the needle into his neck before being chucked off, making you scramble as you quickly darted back around the counter. Astro let his power thrum as Goob snapped his arms out, Cosmo catching you as you ran into the elevator while Goob's arms snapped back. The elevator snapped shut as Glisten moved to end the run and send the elevator back up, both you and Cosmo moving to where Goob cradled an ichor riddle body.

☁ You quickly let Cosmo do what he needed too, diverging to wrap your arms around Astro, who's eyes were locked onto Sprout.

☁ He spent the night with you and Cosmo, both of which he dragged out of your rooms to sleep in his that night.

☁ Sprout's recovery is quicker than Astro's, as he's a toon made for healing. He's up and bitching before any of you can stop him.

☁ Cosmo is his first stop, duh, they're canonically very close, with Astro a close second as he would know the other main. But you? Sprout's got no idea who you are.

☁ So he's a little stand-offish. He sees you interacting with Cosmo and sees you with Astro, and both seem to thoroughly enjoy your company, but he also saw you when he was a twisted.

☁ You were a dumbass if he had anything to say about it.

☁ You'd see someone way down a hallway and risk running into a wall to avoid them getting maybe even possibly spotted. He'd seen you eat enough chocolate bars to make him sake just to stay just in front of Pebble. He'd seen you slip on a stray jumper cable only to get right back up and do the same thing when you rounded around.

☁ He wasn't sure he wanted that rubbing off on him.

☁ But you stuck around. When Cosmo wanted to bake, you were the first to get a bit of the final product. When Astro wanted a nap, you were right there with a blanket, acting as a pillow while you napped with him.

☁ Even on runs, you were quick to come to his aid, taking back the twisteds once he'd gotten his aggro-tapes. All with a stupid smile.

☁ He kind of hated that smile.

☁ Man this is getting LONGGG

☁ Anyway, how would you and Sprout bond? Uh, the common denominators silly!

☁ You were injured on a previous run, bad enough to warrant bed rest decrees from both Cosmo AND Astro. Lucky you!

☁ Sprout had only been cleared for basic runs and this was another possible retrieval run, which you heavily protested against with not only you injured but your second healer still on probation.

☁ Still, they went on with it. You and Sprout were left in the infirmary, awkward silence settling between you. Neither of you knew what to say from there. Your buffers were gone.

☁ With a huff, you sat up, running a hand down your face before turning to face Sprout. Who was watching you.

☁ He watched you like a hawk, watching as you swung your feet off the bed and slowly stood like a shaky new born fawn. "Cosmo's not gonna like that."

☁ You snorted at him, falling back onto the bed only to try again. Sprout's eyes narrowed as he scoffed. "Astro's not gonna like it either."

☁ You snorted again, finally finding your standing before turning to look at him, narrowing your eyes at him. "Are you coming with me to get cookies or not?"

☁ ...well, he can't say he didn't warn you. He did follow you to go get treats, acting as a crutch along the way simply for the reason he didn't want to wait for you to hobble along.

☁ That was the only reason.

☁ By the time you both got to the kitchen, munching on treats, you had picked up a fun back and forth with each other, trading quips as you dug into the cookie jar once more. You pulled out the last cookie, offering it to him.

☁ He looked at it before shaking his head, only for you to roll your eyes and split it in two. He took it with a grumble, scoffing. "I made them I can make more."

☁ "Gonna make them with Astro's face again?" You shot back with a grin, nibbling onto your own half.

☁ He gave an affronted gasp before the ding of the elevator was making you both look over, Sprout giving you a hand to welcome back the group. They hadn't been gone very long, so it either went very well or not well at all.

☁ It turned out be neither. The run had been called as they were unable to fall into a rhythm and Scraps and Brightney had gotten into quite the altercation.

☁ Both you and Sprout find yourselves looked for Cosmo and Astro, only to find them chatting near the entrance, completely fine. There's a moment between you and hi m, where you both side eye each other before you're reaching out and shoving him. Without trinkets you two are practically the same speed, only he has you outmatched with stamina.

☁ Which was his only hope as he stumbled, not expecting the dirty play, watching you take off towards them. He quickly caught up trying to shove you only for you to dodge him with a laugh.

☁ He knew he should've distracted more. He had gotten complacent with Pebble and was now paying the price for it. He should've known you were a dirty filthy cheater. He should've guessed.

☁ In a last ditch effort he launched himself at you, making you squawk as you both rolled forward, giving both Cosmo and Astro little time before the two of you collided into them sending the four of you into a heap of undignified limbs and cackles.

☁ I spent that entire time just developing that omfg and its already long. sobbing.

☁ Anyway how y'all get together is gonna be TBD bc my head is hurty and my tummy is empty. ~<3

[lamemaster]

Things the Silmarillion elves find adorable about a human reader

After surveying the recurring elves of this blog, here are seven things they find adorable about humans:

Waving Greeting

Maedhros froze the first time you did it. Across the military camp, you excitedly waved at him. Raising your arm high, you waved, smiling broadly, and your elf froze in his path. For a fleeting moment, he thought it must be someone else you were so happy to greet. But no. It was him. With unpracticed-stiff movements, he raised his own arm and waved back. He watched as laughter bubbled out of you, and you ran to him, leaving him utterly dumbfounded yet his heart leaping out of his chest.

Baggy Clothing

Glorfindel tries not to stare, but by Elbereth, it is hard. Drowning in his robes, you look utterly adorable. The way the sleeves flow down your arms, completely covering your hands, and how the fabric pools around your feet, it’s enough to make him squeal. He worries briefly that you might trip, but for now, he’s too busy enjoying the sight. Picking you up in his arms, he resists the urge to squeeze you, mindful of the last time he tried and how poorly that ended for him. Still, his heart aches at how endearing you look, swallowed by the robes that were never quite meant for you.

Breathless Laughter

The entire palace can hear it. Yet this does not stop the subtle smile it puts on everyone’s face. Sitting across from you, Finrod watches you wheeze with laughter, clutching your stomach as you fall off your chair. Your face is red, your eyes brimming with tears. “I think I peed a little,” you whisper through giggles as your friend continues laughing uncontrollably. Finrod loves the sight of such unrestrained joy, raw, rugged happiness amid marred lands. How wonderful it must be, he thinks, to express joy so freely.

Apologizing to Inanimate Objects

It’s not the first time Maeglin has seen you do this. Bumping into a corner, you mutter a quick “Sorry,” rubbing your arm as though the object could feel pain. Wooden crates, rocks, curtains, tables, nothing escapes your apologies, and Maeglin secretly adores it. It’s such an absentminded habit, and yet it speaks volumes about your nature. There is, however, one exception: when you stub your toe on something. Then, your mouth lets loose with the vocabulary of a seasoned sailor. Much to his dismay (and secret delight), Maeglin finds even this utterly endearing. But there’s absolutely no way he’s telling you that. He keeps that fondness locked away where you’ll never uncover it.

Love for Blankets

Fingon has trekked across the Helcaraxe. He knows the cold and understands the precious value of warmth. Yet, his appreciation pales in comparison to yours. He absolutely loves your ritual of joy at the sight of your bed. The way you jump into your blankets, rubbing your feet together, scrunching your eyes shut, and giggling. It’s a sight he never tires of. On nights when he gets to witness this, Fingon even mimics your antics, despite not feeling the cold himself. He delights in how you grin and snuggle into him, often followed by your sneaky attempt to press your freezing feet against his. Though he feigns annoyance, he treasures every moment of it.

Physical Touch

Beleg smiles broadly the moment you enter a room. Without fail, your eyes scan the space until they find him, and then you make your way over to sit beside him. Every. Single. Time.

He loves how humans gravitate toward physical closeness, finding contentment in proximity alone. Unlike elves, who feel bonds through senses, heartbeats, or thoughts, you seek him out with pure will. Every time you do, Beleg can’t help but put his arms around you, squeezing you in a way he’s seen you do to him. And when you hum contentedly, he melts just a little more.

Baby Voice

Celegorm can’t help but laugh at the way your voice softens when you bend down to pet Huan. Every time you see the hound, you greet him with exaggerated enthusiasm, “Who’s a goob boy?” Celegorm has, on several occasions, reminded you that Huan is older than your grandfather, older than your entire kind, in fact. Yet this knowledge hasn’t dimmed your excitement one bit. Your bubbly tone, the kisses on Huan’s paws, the endless stream of pets, Celegorm finds it both amusing and endearing. Much to your credit, Huan is completely putty in your hands.

[whyareyoulookingatmelikethat]

twisted sprout x distractor reader x twisted cosmo?

bonus points if reader's a little overly cocky and gets Got (maybe we get like. kidnapped or something. whatever you think would fit best in the getting got category [: )

...no this isn't inspired by me doing stupid stuff while distracting and getting punished for it. why would you think that noo /j

[19]: In The End

Not much to say right now. Not in the best mood after something happened, but I still hope you enjoy.

You were known as the chaotic one of the group.

Reckless, mischievous, you name it.

Honestly, no one really knew why you were the distractor, but they just went along with it because who else did they have to distract?

So here you were, skipping your way along the dark halls, your mood completely cheerful despite the disturbing sounds of the monsters chasing you.

The smile on your face was as bright as it would be on a sunny day, strangely enough.

You weren't one to strategize either. The instant you found a speed candy on the floor? Eat it in an instant.

Chocolate bars? Sounds good! Bottles of pop? Sure thing! No saving whatsoever.

You were literally the embodiment of idiotic.

And you liked it.

What was wrong about being stupid? Everyone is, so might as well come to terms with it.

You giggled, rounding the corner and making a U-turn around the twisteds.

Some say you’re confusing. Some say you’re drunk. Some say you’re crazy. (Which you are, but focus!)

You had the most positive,(Yes, even more positive than Poppy) yet deranged look on your situation, is what people said.

You didn’t care if there were monsters chasing you. You didn’t care if you were possibly going to die soon. After all, if you're going to go out, might as well have a little fun while doing so!

No you weren’t suicidal, just…you tried to make the best of your situation.

Was this place causing you to go insane? Probably. Who wouldn’t, after seeing their friends die in front of them one by one?

Ah, you remember now. Vee being mauled by Twisted Pebble, Boxten’s bones being crushed by Twisted Goob’s grip, Astro being killed by…well, Twisted Astro. Or who you like to call, the leech.

Their deaths were so traumatizing, you say with absolutely no emotion whatsoever, like you’re being sarcastic, but you’re not.

What reason would you have to be?

You didn’t really hate anyone here, not Vee or Glisten with their pride, Rodger with his nosiness, or even Shrimpo with his yelling. He had good reason to be bitter.

You heard a screech behind you, a warning. With practiced grace, you twirled around the easily avoidable tendril sprouting up from the floor, not even staining your shoes with the black ichor.

As you skipped on, avoiding a swipe of a smaller black claw, you wondered how the twisteds were even dumber than you, to the point they would just run around in circles after you and not even cut through the middle. They also wouldn’t jump or step over obstacles, nor knock them aside. They reminded you of homing missiles, but worse.

They acted as if a bean bag was a brick wall, and it was funny, yet extremely confusing. It bugged you to the point of insanity.(Not really, you're still sane but you know)

So you entertained the thought that maybe they were all blind. Their eyes were blood-red, so it would make sense that their vision is messed up, but that doesn’t explain how the amalgamation that was once a sweet and loving dog could now see you across half the entire floor, but couldn’t see you over a colorful kids table, despite towering over you.

It didn’t make any sense. It was like every single obstacle ever was an invisible wall for them. And you thought you were dumb…

You hummed, breaking out of your train of thought. Your eyes widened as you came face to face with a wall, smacking straight into it.

You could feel a headache beginning to form as you fell backwards towards the ground, hitting your head on the painfully hard concrete. You could hear the slightest crack and you cried out, immediately curling yourself up and hands shooting up to your head.

It…felt warm. Weirdly warm, and sticky.

Oh.

You already knew what it was.

You pressed down hard on your scalp as the twisteds closed in on you. You’d go out quick, at least.

The only thing you saw before it was all gone was two blurry faces staring down at you, hissing and groaning filling the air.

[modcroissant]

Part 2 of this, check it out first if you haven't seen it.

Now this is for the rare twisteds!

Unlike the mains, they will not give the intimidation effect so it's sort of still likely other twisteds will target you.

But that does not mean they are not worth befriending!

T. Gigi can grab items from either other players or when an item is left behind, tapes and capsules are exceptions though. This can help if you need an item but some item hogger took it before you could. Think of it as a small payback for taking the health-kit when someone at 1 heart needed it the most.

T. Flutter can boost your speed when being spotted by a twisted, and when your stamina is running low; T. Flutter will dash you off to another spot, making the twisted that was chasing you lose you in their sight. She can be helpful if you don't have any stamina items.

T. Glisten can boost your extraction speed if you have the Vanity Mirror trinket on you, if you don't? Skill check boost it is! There's a downside though, if you befriend him; your speed will unfortunately be lowered so it's best to have any speed trinkets if you ever plan on befriending T. Glisten! But once panic mode hits? Your movement speed is back with a huge boost! Reflecting how fast T. Glisten is in his enraged state.

T. Goob, like his toon counterpart; can pull you to his spot. But only with either Boxten or Poppy since again, the two are the only ones to have the ability to befriend twisteds. But that's not all T. Goob can do! If you're low on stamina, T. Goob can carry you for as long as you need. He can be of help if you lose stamina too easily, though he has a cooldown of 15.

T. Scraps, like her brother Goob, can carry you if you're low on stamina. But not just low stamina but also if you have the slow debuff! She can be of huge help if T. Finn is on a floor. But you wanna know something else? T. Scraps can drag other players into twisteds! This can be of help if one of your teammates is either; not doing anything to help, hogging items, getting in the distractor's way multiple times or just being a plain old jerk.

But yeah! That's about it for the rares, time for the uncommons.

[pukefactory]

HI!!! can I get some goob x reader fluff headcanons please? hurt/comfort sprinkled about maybe.. thank you!

Creating angsty headcanons for Goob is somewhat challenging since he’s naturally such a cheerful character, so this may not be the most emotionally intense. However, I still hope it meets expectations!

☆★☆★→ SUNSHINE IMITATION ←☆★☆★

➟ Summary: A compilation of headcanons featuring Goob as your boyfriend

➟ Character(s): Goob (Dandy’s World)

➟ Genre: Short Story, Fluff, SFW

➟ Warning(s): None - Completely Safe!

⤿ Goob is, unsurprisingly, an incredibly clingy toon—but in an endearing, puppy-like way. He follows you everywhere, eager to assist with whatever you need, mirroring your actions, and simply wanting to be by your side during all your adventures. No matter where you are, you can be certain Goob isn’t far behind, his oversized hands dragging along the floor, a wide, innocent smile stretched across his fluffy face.

⤿ Speaking of hands, Goob absolutely loves holding yours whenever he gets the chance. Though his are far larger, you both find the size difference amusing and oddly charming. However, he can be a bit intrusive, often grabbing your hand at inconvenient moments. Once he has a hold of it, he’s not likely to let go anytime soon. Hopefully, you’re ambidextrous, because otherwise, getting anything done might prove difficult.

⤿ Despite his typically cheerful nature, Goob has a deeply ingrained paranoia that manifests as separation anxiety—especially when it comes to you. If you’re gone for too long, he grows visibly distressed, his mind racing with fears that something terrible has happened or that you may never return. During these moments, he becomes restless and struggles to calm himself, relying on Scraps for comfort and distraction, though it only helps to a small degree. The instant you come back, however, all his worries disappear, replaced by sheer relief.

⤿ His fondness for physical affection is another defining trait—particularly his love for hugs. While he embraces any toon who doesn’t mind physical contact, you, above all, are subjected to his relentless affection. If you’re happy, he hugs you. If you’re sad, he hugs you. If you’re in the middle of working? You guessed it—he hugs you. Physical touch is his primary love language, and he expresses his affection by wrapping you up in his long arms at every opportunity. Be prepared to be squeezed when you least expect it.

⤿ Goob isn’t the best at maintaining his fluffy fur, which often becomes tangled or matted from his constant running around. His oversized hands make it difficult for him to properly groom himself, but thankfully, you always ensure he looks his best. Using a dog grooming brush, you help smooth out his fur whenever it starts getting messy, and he sits contentedly with a big smile on his face. In fact, he enjoys it so much that he’ll sometimes ask you to brush him just for the attention and soothing sensation—and, of course, you never turn him down.

⤿ His hygiene habits extend beyond his fur—he also struggles with brushing his oddly sharp teeth. With hands too large to handle a toothbrush properly, he relies on you to assist him with cleaning his impressive set of chompers. Goob is strangely particular about keeping his teeth sharp, so you often find yourself using a dental file to maintain their pointed edges. So far, you haven’t slipped, and he always feels refreshed afterward, expressing his gratitude with a warm cuddle. Goob may be a handful—sometimes quite literally—but his unwavering loyalty and affectionate nature make every moment spent with him worthwhile.

[fatratinatophat]

Scraps, a particularly lonely toon made of pom poms and paper, desperately wishes for a friend who shares her interests. Yes, she has friends, and she’s very grateful for them, but few of them enjoy the same things she does, and everyone else seems to either have a best friend to talk to or they seem fine being alone, unlike her. Desperately craving for someone who would never leave her side, she comes up with an imaginary friend/brother, “Goob”. A craft, like her, made of fabric and stuffing who loves hugs, whose favorite color is blue, and who loves hanging out with his sister more than anything. She gets so attached to him in fact that she becomes desperate to make him real, even if he isn’t technically alive. After a particularly rough day, she decides to cave in and create a life sized replica of the fluffy craft using her fabric hoarde, stuffing, and a pair of googly eyes. Little does she know, something wonderful is about to happen.

This- AU? Mini comic? Idk what to even call this (Someone tell me if this would be considered an AU I’ve never done this before-) Will be a multi page mini comic revolving around my headcanon that Scraps made Goob because she wanted someone who shared her interests. It takes place before the events of the game so there’s nothing about like Twisteds or anything. I don’t exactly know how many pages this will be. It’s VERY self indulgent so uh yeah. It starts off a bit sad but it has a happy ending.

Also small warning, I’ve never worked on a comic more than 1 page and especially a more serious one so it may be absolutely garbage idk. Also thank my best friend for this existing he wanted me to make it after I mentioned it, also he’s kind of my co-editor since he helped me with the dialogue and such.

“Hey Crumb you forgot Scrap’s paint and bracelets and stuff” that’s intentional dw chat

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[fishermanshook]

HEART OF GOLD ICHOR.

( sprout s. , glisten , & vee v. ) + gn!toon!reader

⋆·˚🔱 ༘ * hints of inspo. from @eclipseberrycake. [go read their work it’s divine] , h/c’s + small size intended , can be read as romantic or platonic [best friends for /p readers] , possible ooc-ness , mentions of a panic attack [glisten.] , reader is hinted to be a distractor , I can’t write dialogue for shit , not proof-read , grammar and spelling warning

INTRO

Runs are inherently dangerous. No matter how seasoned of a distractor you are, there’s no guarantee you’ll ever make it back to the elevator in time.

This run is just another piece of evidence as to why.

꒰wc꒱ 1,427 , read pt. 2 here.

SPROUT SEEDLY.

Had Sprout Seedly been there just a second earlier, he knows he could’ve gotten you. He knows he would’ve been able to swoop you up and away as his twisted form was hot on your tail, tendrils spiraling up from the ground as you dodged them left and right. But deep down inside, he knows that he wouldn’t have been able to anyway, not when the last machine had finished and not after a twisted Gigi popped up and out of nowhere, the two of them pulling your mangled body down into a pool of black tar as the elevator closed right in front of him.

Right in front of you, with your hand extended out just enough that he swears he could’ve touched the tips of your fingers.

Sprout doesn’t register the first tear that falls, nor the second or third. Not until he hears the all too familiar cranking and turning of Dandy’s little shop of Horror does he instinctively wipe his face with the back of his hand. It comes back slightly wet, damp with the salty tears of his own. Instead of sadness, rage takes its place, and it takes everything in him to hold that back.

—

“What the fuck Dandy!” Sprout screams at the colorful flower sitting pretty behind his make-shift pop-up store, a bandaid perched between the two of them— on discount, nonetheless.

“Deary me, what seems to have occurred— oh! You seem to be down one—oooh. Ah.” Dandy’s face falters for a second. Floor thirty three and just now they lose you. How pitiful. “I was wondering how long it would take.”

Anger boiled inside of him. A rage he hadn’t felt for god knows how long. “Listen, man,” Sprout announced, fishing around in his bag for something, “I’ll give you as many tapes as you want, I’ll give up every single one I earn and be in debt to you as long as needed,” he slams what seems to be a bucket full of tapes on Dandy’s stand, “but I’m not leaving here until I get that damn antidote for [name]. So pay up.”

“Sprout, you know that I can’t do that.”

“If you care about the wellbeing of your so-called ‘friends’, you’ll give me the fucking thing.”

“Get the research first, Seedly.” And Dandy’s shop is already going down. Sprout doesn’t dare follow along, too shaken up to heave himself over the shop table and fall after the deceptive little flower.

GLISTEN.

One second, you’re standing by him, watching the area and playing with the ginormous pink bow on his back while he works his magic at the machine. The next? You’re being dragged away from him, a scream ripped out of you before pure silence followed quickly after. Glisten can only whip his head around in time to spot the familiar growing dark puddle of tar alongside the ichor-stained claws of twisted Goob himself.

He wants to scream, to cry, to jump himself on top of the monster that twisted Goob is and rip out his stupid fucking eyeballs for being the reason he can’t find your black and blue bruised body—but he just can’t find it in himself. Even as the furry craft locks his beady little eyes on the vanity mirror, he can’t move a muscle. At least he’ll be joining you again, minus the discomfort that his twisted form brought him, at least he’ll still be with you.

And it’s as if Rodger can hear his deeply unspoken thoughts because the magnifying glass is quick to snatch Glisten's arm away before Goob can and do it himself, tossing him a few stale gumballs —the ones that get left in Dandy’s inventory for far too long— and tell him to start running. That’s when the adrenaline kicks in, and he can only get as far as he can before the mirror’s hunched over on his knees, gasping for air as he starts to hyperventilate. The main’s plushies loom directly over him. Vee and Astro stare disappointingly above him: aren’t you meant to keep face? What does one toon’s death mean to you?

They stare with no mercy, and Glisten only feels like he might puke.

—

The elevator is cold and quiet by the time Glisten can pull himself inside. One teleport to Tisha and he’s already clinging to the side of the door trying his best to conceal his broken attempts at breathing and the mascara dripping from his teary eyes— but is it even worth it at this point? What’s left to hide when the one thing he’s cherished oh, so much has been stripped away from his side?

You’re gone. One with the ichor now, and Glisten can only beg his teammates to end the run here. He can’t risk Dandy pulling at the string of fucking fate and having to run into your twisted form. No, he doesn’t even want to imagine what you may look like. Your body, mangled and deranged and forced to move to the ichor’s will.

The team listens to his prayer, and they head back up, but not before he can make out just the slightest bit of something coming from the other side of the door. Echoes of a voice sounding way too familiar to your shouting. Screaming. Of agony? He hopes not, but at him? He thinks he’ll twist himself before he dares to take a hearken.

VEE VERSION ONE.

It’s always a game of luck and skill when you’re a distractor —you never truly know what to expect next. Sure, you can predict the next time Scraps will try and snipe you, and you can surely attempt to avoid Rodger’s watchful and menacing eye after someone didn’t pay close enough attention towards what capsule they were picking up…but escaping from a twisted pebble? Vees…not sure.

She knew she shouldn’t have let you distract this floor. They had Pebble with them —someone who, not to be rude, was much faster than you in situations like these. You could’ve just let the guy take his twisted version, let him run himself tired all across the map, but no. YOU wanted to play hero today, so you went ahead and put yourself on the line, Astro wasn’t able to reach you in time for a stamina boost and you didn’t have a pop or even a speed candy on you and you had too little supplies to work with and—snap.

The sound itself rings throughout the map again. Or, in this case, through Vee’s mind as the wires and zeros and ones of her digitally coded, precisely ciphered DNA force her to relive your last moments on a never-ending loop. Over and over and over again.

Guilt rots in her motherboard as they descend the elevator once more. Numbness overcomes her heart, and she feels as if she’s on the verge of breaking out into tears, but nothing comes. Just the newfound pit in her stomach, and the overarching feeling that she can’t go on like this for much longer. The feeling only continues to grow, bubbling in her stomach and escaping to other regions of her toon-like body. She can’t stay in here for another second, and without another thought, Vee’s already pulling the lever to head back to the lobby. No questions asked, even as the others look with momentary confusion before putting the dots together.

Vee is the first one to leave the elevator and ignores any other calls of her name quickly after. None of them emit the same tone that yours once did anyway.

—

By the time Vee makes her way back to her room, she feels empty. The television flickers quietly as she sinks down in front of her vanity mirror; its shine fades without you here. She senses her energy waning, as if her system is shutting down. The world around her feels like it is crumbling, and Vee can only just make it to her bed—overwhelmed by the decorative sheets and blankets she had borrowed from your room during the countless sleepovers you shared—before her strength gives out completely. Her empty body lands softly on the bed with a quiet thud.

Vee won’t wake for at least the next few hours, and no one should expect to see her around so suddenly after your demise.

note: so how did we like the angst...

© fishermanshook — no stealing , translating , plagiarizing or reposting my work on other any other sites + reblogs adored !!

[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!)

[asherashedwings]

GUYS GUYS GUYS I NEED HELP DECIDING SOMETHING

So, this may be a lot of words, but BEAR WITH ME.

So, I’m working on a Dandy’s World AU (obviously) and I’m starting to actually delve into the actual plot of it. I just now started reworking the elevator roster I had decided on and have decided on something along these lines

So, the main point of debate for me is the healer. I can’t decide if I want to keep Sprout on the roster, or replace him with Cosmo.

Arguments for the swap:

The twisted mains will be a large part of the plot, being major characters, and it may feel redundant to have Sprout as another character. Also, a big part of Sprout’s character within the story would have been his over protectiveness and the stress that develops from it, leading to him having a huge confrontation with Dandy and, well, crashing out. But, since then, I have given Shrimpo a pretty similar role of crashing out HARD, and I feel that may diminish from the point of Sprout’s character. Cosmo would also be able to fill a similar stressed role as Sprout, though not to that same degree, likely not leading to a complete crash out.

One of my friends also made the point of Cosmo’s ability specifically calling for him to spend his own health in order to heal others could bring up interesting plot points. She also had the idea of Cosmo maybe respecting Sprout’s overprotectiveness before the run but never quite understanding it, until he was having to worry about the safety and health of everyone around him. There is also the possibility of interesting interactions between him and Warden (Twisted Sprout).

Arguments against the swap:

Sprout’s overprotectiveness can add a lot of interest to the story, seeing him pushing his limits to the extreme just to make sure everyone is safe—healing toons left and right, distracting when Goob isn’t fit to handle it, sometimes even purposefully getting hit if it means no one else is getting hit. We’d get to see this downwards spiral of his character in real time, him cracking at the seams and going mad from the stress. It’d be an interesting direction to take his character, and I would like to explore it.

One of my friends also made the point that the crash outs between Shrimpo and Sprout might be different enough that they wouldn’t diminish from each other. Shrimpo’s starts to happen early on, and it is mainly directed at Twisteds. Sprout’s, however, is more of a slow burn, and when it happens, it’s directed at Dandy specifically. It’d also be insight into how Dandy treats mains when they’re on runs, since he treats them differently than normal toons. In particular, he kills them as soon as they have any slight hint of twisting, as he doesn’t want them to turn out like the mains that currently exist—powerful with no way to control them.

With these points, PLEASW HELP OH MY GOD- 💥💥💥

[maucira]

reassurance (true ver)

part two of too excited

goob x f!reader

(semi?) public sex, first time, goob being silly, blowjobs, vaginal sex, inexperienced, unprotected, guilt

After the previous... encounter with Goob, he'd been quite shy around you. He of course was still the upbeat toon everyone knew and loved, but he subtly would change around you. He would hesitate a little to give you hugs while around others. Was he scared he would have another accident in front of everyone? You couldn't blame him, if you were Goob you'd rather let a twisted get you than get a hard-on in front of the other toons.

Even though you were trying to reassure yourself it was just him being embarrassed, you felt guilty about the whole situation. He clearly didn't mean for it to happen. Maybe he didn't want it to happen at all, you weren't sure. You could tell he enjoyed it, but it was his first time being in a situation like that - maybe he wanted to wait. Thoughts scrambled through your brain as you sat at a booth in the diner, munching on a few multicoloured gumballs. You could feel the variety of effects hitting you, giving you boosts of who knows what.

You were sitting alone even though you usually sat with the other toons, you'd prefer to be alone while you racked your thoughts together. You quietly groaned, not wanting to bring attention to the table as you rested on your face on the table and let out a long sigh. Toons weren't even made for romance let alone sexual activity, so why did you have to be the one going through all of this? Quite the conundrum it was.

Toons were different from humans, the same dangers did not apply, so you didn't hesitate to just swallow the gumballs that were in your mouth. It wasn't a very good example for children, but it's not like there were any here. You stretched your arms out in front of you, tapping your hands on the table as a frown came upon it. You didn't know how to approach Goob and ask him if what you two did together was okay, you were worried that your friendship with him would be ruined. Goob did cuddle you and chat your ear off after your little session of rubbing against each other, rambling about something you weren't paying attention to, but maybe he was just trying to make himself feel better.

You brought one hand to your head and tapped your knuckle on it a few times. Now you're just reaching, Goob loved it! That dreamy expression on his cute, fluffy face said it all. You didn't know why you were still arguing with yourself like an idiot, Goob came onto you first. The guilt was eating you alive, you didn't want Goob to feel the same you had. He was so sweet, he didn't deserve anything bad happening to him, you just wanted to squish those fluffy cheeks of his.

Throughout your reminiscence, you failed to hear the sound of a worried toon walking towards you. You felt a plush-like hand place itself on one of yours, while the toon moved their way to sitting beside you, bringing your hand into their lap. Your eyes opened as you blinked rapidly, staring at the creamy white table before raising your head. Just as you did so, those same long arms that hugged you around a week ago were wrapped around you once again. Your face was pulled into a fluffy chest and you immediately recognised the owner of the beige fur.

Goob.

"Hey, you feeling a bit tuckered out?" He spoke, tilting his head down at you with a small grin, the apple of his cheek being enhanced as a response to the smiling. "Is it something a hug could fix?" He said, curiosity laced in his tone. You tilted your head up at him, batting your lashes as you blinked in shock before a light blush coated your cheeks. You didn't know why you were blushing, but you could feel butterflies fly wildly in your stomach. "Goob! Good- good to see you." You spoke, leaning your head down into his shoulder as you hid yourself away.

"Hehe! How's my best pal doing?" He chirped, squeezing a bit tighter. Goob wanted to keep the mood light, but he was subtly trying to worm what was bothering you out. Was it because of him? He squinted slightly in guilt as he stared down at you, hiding in his fur. "You've been looking a bit upside down all by yourself here, y'know!" He said, keeping himself chipper. You raised your head to look at Goob again, scooting backward a little to get a proper look at him. You anxiously looked around before taking a deep breath in and asking the question that had been bothering you.

"Goob... Did- uh, was it okay? Like, you wanted it?" You finally spat out, looking down at your hands that had brought themselves together and were now fidgeting with your fingers. "I totally get it if it wasn't! I just... you're not uncomfortable with me now, are you?" You ask, trailing off shyly at the end of your sentence. Goob didn't react, not even a slight murmur came out of him. You refused to look up at him again, wanting to die in embarrassment as you flopped your upper body onto the table, using your arms to shield your face.

"Goob, I'm so sorry." You groan out, cursing yourself silently. Goob blinked out of his daze as he stared at you. "I'm not upset." He spoke, raising one plush paw onto your shoulder to turn you towards him and bringing the other paw to grab your hand. "I've been... weird around you. It's odd! I know! I just get that weird feeling again and I'm not sure how well I'd be able to hold it back." He spoke, bringing your hand down to his crotch. "It happens when I look at you sometimes." He spoke with a shy voice, looking away as your palm was sprawled across his clothed dick.

"You made me feel really good, hehe..." He spoke, drawing out the 'a'. "I want to do it again. Please?" He asked with a little more confidence. He began to move your hand against him, rubbing up and down as his furry cheeks turned pink, the toon defying logic as his fur reddened. "Goob?" You asked, baffled at his declaration before a wobbly smile came onto your lips. "I..." You weren't experienced at this by any means, but friends take care of each other. You wanted to care for Goob and whatever unresolved sexual tension he felt.

You nodded as you curled your hand more to properly hold his erection and began rubbing him through his pants. Just as you gripped his tighter, he paused your movements with his hand as he huffed out. "Wait, wait... Let me just get these off of me." He said tugging at his pants as he hurriedly rushed to get them off, his claws fumbling with the zip clumsily as his rush made his paws slip. "Ah, crud. Just- just hang on."

You giggled at his futile attempts to take them off. "How about you let me?" You asked, softly batting his paws away as you pulled the zip down with ease, gliding over the bulge. An embarrassed expression crossed Goob's face, "Well, that was easy as pie, huh?" Your eyes turned up in amusement before focusing back on his thinly clothed dick.

You peeled back the material of his boxers and slid them down his thighs, eyeing his hard erection. "Wow." You said, blinking at his dick curiously. As a toon, you weren't ever given the sex talk. You knew it existed and the basic concept of it, you just didn't know it very well. You hadn't ever seen a penis before in your life either, it was quite the shock. You tapped your finger on his tip, Goob breathing in a sharp breath at the action.

You wrapped your hand around his cock and pumped it a few times, watching it closely and listening to the shaky breaths Goob would let out before looking at him. "Could I try something?" You spoke, tilting your head to the side as you never took your eyes off of his lower part. Goob squinted in hesitation, looking at the ground a little awkwardly before nodding his head. "Y-Yeah, just... be careful."

You leant your head down, bringing your face closer to his dick as you leant forward. You hesitantly stuck out your tongue, before gliding it over the mushroom head. "I won't bite." You said, tasting the musky flesh and wrapping your lips over his head. Goob cried out at the suddenness, his claws gripping the booth's chair. "Oh my gosh. That-" Goob gasped out, his voice cracking as he mumbled, "That was sudden." The corner of your lips curled as you used one hand to hold the base and began slowly bobbing your head up and down against his shaft.

Goob's croaky whimpers were slightly muffled as he bit his bottom lip, though some still escaped him. Your saliva coated his base, a slick sheet of it dripping down it. You weren't by any means an egotistical person, but the way you had Goob gripping the booth made a proud feeling flutter in your chest. You eagerly took him further down your throat, hollowing your cheeks as you began bobbing your head at a faster pace. You could taste his salty precum.

Goob sputtered in shock as he cried out, "Please! Oh goodness, you- you're gonna make me cum. I... think that's what it's called!" He said, his voice turning to a higher pitch, bordering on a wail as you began to pump him at the same time. You sucked on him fervently as you took him as far as you could down your throat, gagging all the while.

You moaned around him, making him buck his hips up as he brought a hand down to your head. He held you as gently as he could while he thrust his hips forward, grinding against your warm cavern before a salty taste exploded in your mouth. Goob groaned out, shutting his eyes tightly as he held you there, his hips twitching before he pulled out, a trail of cum and saliva following.

His semen in your mouth made you hurriedly swallow down the bitter fluid, grimacing before coughing as you gasped for air. Goob panted, coming down from his high. He turned to look at you, eyes widening in concern before bringing his arms around you and pulling you towards his chest. "Are you okay?! Was I too much? I'm sorry." He rambled out, squeezing you until you patted his shoulder in reassurance.

"It's," You began, smacking your lips at the lingering taste of him. "it's fine, I was the one that wanted to try it. I'm okay." You said, smiling at him. He looked at you, seemingly enamoured with the bright look you gave him. His lips carved a crescent before an idea popped into his head. "Well, you did something for me. Soo... I should do something for you too, no?" He asked, pointing to himself with a toothy grin. His pointed teeth gleamed under the bright lights as he blinked at you, one eyelid at a time.

You hesitantly looked around, eyeing Goob's now soft cock. You looked back at him before nodding your head. "Yeah, I'd like that." You said, before holding the hem of your dress. "So do I just do this?" You asked, shyly lifting it to your stomach to reveal your panties. Goob eyed the white undergarment, his mouth shaping an 'o' in surprise. You giggled at his astonishment. You just sucked him off and this is what he's shocked about? He was such an oddball.

Goob looked up at your face, before pointing down at your lower half. "Could I?" He asked, his claws already reaching for the hem. You gave him a thumbs-up, not really in the mood to communicate and more in the mood to fuck. You spread your legs so Goob had easier access to both removing the panties and settling himself in between your legs. Goob held your discarded underwear, eyeing it with intrigue.

"Y'know, Scraps would kill me if she knew I saw these." He said, placing them on his head. He grinned boyishly at you, while you just stared at him with a baffled expression. "Goob! Get that off, you dummy!" You squeaked out, reaching forward to grab them at take the cloth off of his head. "You're so- ugh..." You muttered, rolling your eyes at his weirdness. "You're lucky you're so cute."

Goob did his iconic frog blink, not responding as his smile widened at your funny expression. He laughed quietly, before looking down at your genitals. He curiously stared, using the smooth side of his claw to poke at it. "I'm not sure I should put my claws in there. Wait, do you even have a hole?" He asked. Gosh, sometimes his stupidity made you want to hit him with a chocolate bar. You used your own hands to spread your folds, pointing at the entrance. "Yes, I do in fact, have a hole." You said unamused.

Goob looked down at his dick, which seemed to have hardened at the mere sight of your pussy. "Oh wow." He eyed your throbbing clit as he shuffled forward and tapped his dick against it. "So I just stick it in, right?" He questioned, breath hitching as he slipped his dick against your wettened folds. "Yeah." You replied, sucking in a deep breath as you felt him grind against you.

"Alright. I'm going in the hole." He said in a serious voice, before leaning back and aiming his tip at your entrance. "You make it sound like you're on a mission, goofball." You spoke, a whispery laugh escaping you, before gasping as he slowly put the head in. "It feels like one." He barely got to say, whining at the sensation of your gummy walls.

You brought a hand up to your mouth as you covered it, biting into the skin as his dick entered you. You felt so full. You shut your eyes tightly, muttering. "Wait, wait." Goob immediately stopped in you, pausing his movements as he was halfway in you. He groaned in pleasure before worriedly looking at you. "Are you okay? Did I hurt you?" He asked with concern laced in his tone as he placed one of his hands on your cheek.

You panted softly as you leaned into his paw. "I'm okay, just need time." You murmured, letting out open-mouthed breaths. Goob nodded. "Of course." He said, bringing the other hand to pet your head gently. "Take as

much as you need." You sighed, you loved the affection he was showing you.

You stayed still for a mere moment before confidently affirming. "You can move now." Goob's smile grew more as he buried himself in until the halt. He groaned feeling your gummy walls squeeze him, shutting his eyes at the feeling. He slowly began to rock back and forth at a steady pace. His hips rolled into yours as you both shared moans, resounding the symphonies throughout the room. "You feel so good, Goob." You breathily moaned out. "Faster."

Goob nodded hurriedly, leaning over to rest his head on your shoulder as he snapped his hips into you at a faster pace. His mouth opened in ecstasy as your walls felt as if they were sucking him deeper into you. His cock felt every gummy ridge you had, the slick entrance making him slip easily into you. Neither of you had ever felt this way before, and Goob couldn't help but grab your hips and thrust into you at an erratic pace, chasing the pleasure he felt shocking him through his body.

A coil built up inside of the both of you, begging for release. Goob peeked his eyes open, looking down at you who had a dazed expression on your face. The passion he felt, he was captivated by you. It was only you who made him feel this raw sense of passion, the romantic kind anyway. Goob leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss on your temple, all the while rocking into you like a mad dog.

You arched your back, hips grinding down to meet Goob's as you heard the sinful sound of skin slapping on skin. You felt an overwhelming sense of bliss take over as your vision had you seeing stars. You cried out Goob's name as you gripped his fur for dear life. Your eyes rolled into the back of your head as you came on his cock that never once stopped its relentless pace.

"G-Gooob!" You moaned out, him still chasing after his own relief. He pounded into you, his rhythm becoming erratic. He sloppily thrust his hips forward before pulling out and releasing on your pussy. Well, at least it wasn't in, I suppose. He groaned as he jolted his hips forward a few more times before sighing with contentment. You two panted in silence, chests heaving as he smiled down at you.

"I know I'm not supposed to swear, but that was freaking amazing... Don't tell Scraps."

[fizzyboy]

Heya, quick little idea I wanted to throw at ya after looking at that one post with the idea for "Goob and his blots" How about... that both is and isn't goob? Like a mimic that got... shockingly close, downright perfect. That it just... sorta became another Goob. And via being Goob, just... did Goob things and made friends. could even say it is a random encounter. A "rest floor". "Safe haven" or something that any of the squads could run into. With the real Goob and False Goob having a neat moment of being mildly uncomfortable around each other yet still ultimately acting like Goob. (No one trusts false Goob because mimic but ya...) ... Also quick little thing, sorry if I came off as narcissist when I said 'survivalist AU writer here' I... honestly wanted to joke about how we sorta got similar ideas but sorta gave up and forgot I put that there. Rambling a little, but sorry if I came off as a narcissist.

That's. Actually really good.

Problem is, a mimic that intelligent doesn't show up naturally. Only Dandy could do something like that.