#spy kids Fegan floop

[tadpolecollin]

Fegan Floop x gn!reader

Summary: Fegan has been stressed out of his mind due to Floop's Folly and ends up regressing. Reader comforts him

Small boy, big problems

Floop had been running on fumes for days. His latest show, Floop’s Folly, was meant to be a grand success, something that would outshine every performance he’d ever done. But no matter how hard he tried, it just wasn���t coming together the way he envisioned. The magic, the pizazz, the flair — it was all just a blur in his mind, and he couldn’t pinpoint what it was that was missing.

He sat at his desk in the backstage area, surrounded by a heap of scripts and production notes. His fingers twisted and turned nervously through his short hair, eyes red and heavy from the lack of sleep. He’d tried everything. New costumes, new props, new stunts, and still… nothing felt right.

“I’m failing,” he muttered to himself, pushing papers aside and staring blankly at the floor. “I’ve lost it. I don’t even know what the show is supposed to be anymore.”

You had been quietly observing from the doorway, heart aching at the sight of your partner so worn down. Fegan, always so lively and full of ideas, now looked like a shadow of himself. The stress was suffocating, and it seemed like it was slowly pulling him under. You took a hesitant step forward, not wanting to disturb him but knowing that he needed someone.

“Fegan?” you asked softly.

His head snapped up, his eyes wide and filled with an overwhelming mix of exhaustion and frustration. When he saw you, he almost seemed to deflate. He gave you a strained smile, but it didn’t reach his eyes.

“I just… I don’t know anymore,” he said, his voice cracking slightly. “I thought I could make the show work. I thought I could make it better, but I just feel like it’s all wrong. I can’t figure it out… What’s missing? What am I missing?”

You didn’t respond right away. Instead, you took a few steps forward and gently knelt beside him. “It’s okay,” you murmured, placing a hand on his. “You’ve been pushing yourself too hard. Maybe… maybe you just need a break.”

He looked at you for a long moment, his eyes glossy with unshed tears. He wanted to argue, to insist that there wasn’t time to take a break, but deep down he knew you were right. The stress was getting to him. And as if the weight of it all finally came crashing down, something in him shifted.

His body trembled, and for a split second, his mind seemed to unravel. His posture, usually confident and strong, collapsed. His legs curled up under him, and he huddled into himself, his arms wrapping around his knees. His breath became shallow, and his normally sharp features softened. The change was subtle at first, but the more you looked, the more you could see. His hands, so used to writing notes and directing with authority, seemed smaller, more childlike.

“I can’t fix it,” he muttered, voice trembling, as he rested his head on his knees. “I don’t know… what to do…”

His voice, once deep and confident, was now higher-pitched, soft and vulnerable. It was a sound you weren’t used to hearing from him.

You froze for a moment, unsure of what was happening, but you didn’t panic. You had seen moments like this before—when the stress became too much, when the pressure of being the best overwhelmed him. He wasn’t just Fegan Floop anymore. In this state, he was someone younger. Someone who needed comfort and reassurance.

“Fegan?” you asked softly, kneeling closer. He didn’t answer, but you could see his eyes glisten with unshed tears, and his lip quivered slightly.

“I just want to make it all better,” he whimpered, his hands fidgeting with the edge of his costume. “But I can’t. I don’t know what’s wrong. Everything’s all messed up…”

You took a careful breath, your heart aching for him. Gently, you placed a hand on his head, your fingers smoothing over his soft hair. He stiffened slightly at the touch but didn’t pull away. “Fegan… it’s okay,” you murmured softly, “you’re not alone.”

He looked up at you, his wide eyes filled with confusion and frustration, as if he couldn’t quite grasp what was happening around him. “I don’t know… I can’t do it anymore.”

His voice had dropped even further into a younger tone, almost like a child who couldn’t handle the pressure of expectations. His body was now curled into a small ball, his knees pressed against his chest, and he looked completely drained.

“You don’t have to do it all alone, Fegan,” you said softly, wrapping your arms around him, pulling him into a warm embrace. “It’s okay to take a break. You’ve been trying so hard. You’re allowed to be tired, okay?”

He sniffled, his face pressed against your shoulder as he slowly let himself relax in your arms. “But I’m not good enough,” he whispered, his voice shaky. “I can’t make the show work. I can’t do it like everyone expects me to…”

“No one expects you to be perfect,” you reassured him, rocking him gently in your arms. “You’re already amazing just the way you are. And we can figure this out together.”

Fegan clung to you, his demeanor desperate as though seeking comfort and protection, his body shrinking even further into a ball. He shifted slightly, resting his head against your chest, his body feeling small in your arms. “I’m scared,” he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper.

“I know,” you whispered back, soothing him with a gentle hand on his back. “But you don’t have to be scared anymore. You’re safe. You’re allowed to rest, and we’ll figure it out when you’re ready.”

He nodded slowly, letting out a small yawn as his body relaxed against you. You could feel him drifting. His breath slowed, his face softening into a peaceful expression, and it seemed like, for the first time in days, he wasn’t carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders.

The hours passed in peaceful silence. Fegan’s body was still just that of an adult, but he still seemed… smaller. More vulnerable. Like a version of himself that had been put to rest for a little while, and now, slowly, he was waking up again, not to face the chaos of the world just yet, but to recover first.

When he finally stirred, his eyes blinking open, he looked up at you, the innocence in his gaze still lingering. He was still a little disoriented, his expression uncertain. “Are… are you still here?” he whispered.

“I’m here,” you whispered back, brushing a stray hair from his face. “I’m always here. And when you’re ready, we’ll figure it all out together.”

Fegan stretched, but he kept his head resting on your shoulder, feeling comforted and safe. His movements were slower, more deliberate, as if he was unsure whether he was ready to face the world yet.

“You were right,” he said softly. “I needed to stop trying to be everything all at once. I think… I think I forgot what made me love this in the first place.”

“And you don’t have to rush to fix it,” you replied gently. “You’ve got time, Fegan. You’ve got time to find your way again, and you don’t have to do it alone.”

He nodded slowly, sitting up and stretching a little more. “Thanks for being here for me,” he murmured, his voice more like his usual self now. “I think I’m ready to try again.”

You smiled, brushing a hand across his cheek. “Whenever you’re ready, I’m here.”

With a renewed sense of peace, Fegan slowly stood, steadying himself on his feet. He wasn’t entirely sure what the future held, but now, with your support and the comfort of a moment where he could just be, he felt ready to face whatever came next. The show, his dreams, and the pressure—it would all come, but only in its own time, not forced. And with you by his side, he knew he’d never be alone in the journey.

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I might make a series of fanfics of my fav characters (or just Fegan floop oneshots) so i'll have more motivation to post :D

Also sorry if this isn't very well written, i was very tired

[autisticheadcanonsdaily]

Fegan Floop from the Spy Kids franchise is autistic, submitted by anon!

[lobotomizedpunk]

"For Halloween 2002 in Vancouver, Cumming and his X-Men 2 (2003) costar, Ian McKellen, dressed as their characters Fegan Floop (from "Spy Kids") and Gandalf (from the Lord of the Rings trilogy) respectively. 'He carved me this great Nightcrawler pumpkin and helped answer the door so there were Gandalf and Floop handing out candies,' says Cumming."

IMBd Alan Cumming Trivia

[thecoolguy24601]

Died 2001, Born 2025

Welcome back Fegan Floop

[ultraericthered]

I don't know if this trope for bad guys ("charmingly quirky, eccentric, somewhat paternalistic leader beloved by many who is actually an antagonistic figure hiding dark secrets and diabolical schemes") has a name for it, but I gotta say it's quite fun whenever I see it.

[creaturefeaturecommando]

X2 really had Alan Cumming play Nightcrawler, barely used him and then we never saw him again. Let me repeat that. They had Alan Cumming, known for his flamboyant theater kid roles like Fegan Floop from Spy Kids play Kurt fucking Wagner and they wasted it. They didn’t do shit with it. Alan Cumming was the perfect choice for Kurt and they wasted it. Literally fuck whoever thought that was a good idea.

[chaoticmacademia]

I don't think I've ever seen the entirety of any Spy Kids film, but i remember when I have tuned in as a child and being like:

"I don't know who this is, but I really want to be like this character"

And the character in question was

Alan Cumming's

And if that's not a symptom of early on set non-binaryness-

[nihildenial]

childhood fav movie actor vs adult fav movie actor

[awhitewomansinstagram]

How do we think queer icon Alan cumming feels about being known to gen z as Mr Floop from spy kids

[bl0dd]

the sillies at the moment

[maccreadyswife]

I’m watching spy kids 2 because fuck it we ball but anyway why are they giving Tobias and Copia

Thanks to the ppl leaving notes on this btw, this got removed from r/ghostbc for “not being related to ghost” 🙄

[starleska]

i’m already predicting you’re fall head over heels for floop HE IS SO YOUR TYPE

OKAY. OKAY RIGHT. I JUST GOT BACK FROM WATCHING SPY KIDS FOR THE FIRST TIME. AND. FEGAN FLOOP IS GORGEOUS. CUNTY AS ALL GET OUT. LOOK AT THESE OUTFITS:

BUT NONE OF YOU TOLD ME TONY FUCKING SHALHOUB IS IN THIS???????? ADRIAN MONK?!?!?! 😭😭😭😭

don't. don't make me post the absolute abomination of what he became physically. for twenty glorious minutes Tony Shalhoub was the goofy sexy main villain of this franchise and he didn't look like he'd forgotten to share the Substance 💀💀 (ARE YOU TELLING ME HIS NAME IS ACTUALLY ALEXANDER MINION 😭😭😭)

that whole movie has soft reset my brain. i have never been more entertained and baffled by something at the same time and i loved every moment of it. what a fucking masterpiece. i wish i could experience it all for the first time again 😂😂

[littleprincerianne]

Hi!! Could u do a Fegan Floop [from spy kids] stimboard? Absolutely no worries if not!! Take ur time and take care of urself :3

If yes, here are some specifics: velvet purple red-ish coat stims, robots, maybe the finger things from spy kids, eyeballs, silly things!

i kinda sorta had a hard time fulfilling the specifics, so i focused on some keywords and decided to just try my best for you (⁠っ⁠˘̩⁠╭⁠╮⁠˘̩⁠)⁠っ

[anindecisivespirit]

Guys, why isn’t Floop a tumblr sexy man?

Why are we sleeping on this man???

[plumsaucemadein2005]

They are related. Don't ask me how. I know it tho. This is very true information

[lizpaige]

okay so we all know ronan watched spongebob as a kid because he dreamt an invisble car in the dreamer trilogy like he was mermaid man/barnacle boy BUT do you think he was also a big fan of floop from spy kids? cause I SURE DO