#dw finn x reader

[the-s1lly-corner]

HIHIHI1!1!1!1! It's me again :D

Can I request Finn x Elegant, Tall, and Toon!Reader? [Romantically]

Like they laugh at Finn's puns, they like/love to listen to his fish facts, etc! [Almost like they have like Jessica Rabbit and Roger Rabbit relationship!]

Finn x tall and elegant!reader

im so itchy why am i so itchy why do i randomly get really itchy sometimes RAAAAAAAAH i dont like it hisshissshisshisss notes: gn toon reader, short and sweet, hes absolutely smitten with you, dork finn my beloved, written on computer, pre game cws: none

oooooooooohohohoho he is in looooooooove and hes not afraid to show off that he is- and hes not afraid to show you off! sure hed do the same regardless of how you looked or acted, but hoooooo boy

hes not usually the type to fall to confidence problems... but he cant help but feel like youre really out of his league- and yet hes managed to make such a catch! hes... dorky, he laughs at his own jokes, hes a little clumsy and careless with his water- and you... youre put together and polite and elegant and pretty and-

he bounces between thinking about that and thinking hes so so so lucky to have you by his side. and hes going to make sure that you know hes happy to have you as his partner

giggles like a dork whenever you greet him with a kiss or laugh at his jokes. theres nothing more that he wants than to impress you. and it looks like hes succeeding in that

dreamily sighs whenever youre brought up in conversation. seriously hes so in love with you its almost comical, sometimes it gets on the other toons nerves though...

if he could theres be visible hearts floating over his head whenever you interact with him

"i miss my partner... hang on guys ill be right back..." and then he just zips away to go find you

[sickwhispers]

eeeee!! yay!! ^♡^ can I ask for finn x reader and/or sprout x reader hcs?? I don't wanna overload u so I'll keep it at those!!! tysm ^_^ -incredibly desperate annon from earlier

Oh my gosh you are such a cutie (/p) don't worry about overloading me, I'm at your service!

WRITE ME LETTERS (hot freaks)

Credits to xx675ehf on tumblr for the finn picture

Pairing: Finn x reader

Relationship: romantic

Warning: he doesn't understand personal space all that much, but he means well

Type: headcanons + drabble

"Whale, whale, whale... look what we have here!" Would be the first thing you hear before he comes barreling towards you at a hundred miles per hour. His body colliding with yours from behind as he brings you in for a tight squeeze

He was never one to really announce his presence, preffering to instead tackle you with affection after a quick fish pun

They never seemed to end when it comes to you

Or, really, they never seemed to end in general

But, if you indulge him just the slightest, it's easy for him to get carried away

He's almost like a dog, in a way

He'd follow you everywhere

To each machine, to each hiding spot, right by your side the second you make your way into the elevator

Every break is spent with him practically glued to your hip, his hands holding onto you in anyway they can

Whether it be by holding your hands, clinging onto your arm, tugging at any article of clothing he could reach rapidly to bring your attention back onto him

He's a Hyper one, and he isn't scared to prove it

He's even been trying to come up with new and improved fish puns

Something that'll impress you

He's self aware, he knows not everyone's a fan of his fish puns

But, even if he was able to score just a tiny giggle from you, he'd be over the moon

"Oh, c'mon! Don't act so koi with me, i dont bite!" His arms wrap around you just a bit tighter, head pressed up right against your side as an proud grin spread across his face.

You had sat on the floor of the elevator, giving yourself a few seconds of peace before having to go back to being tormented once more by the threats lurking around practically every corner. But, of course, there was rarely any moment of peace with finn on your team. He meant well, you knew he did, and he definitely wasn't the malicious type. He just... never seemed to realize when the right time for affection was. And right now, with your chest heaving up and down from a chase you had just endured, you weren't exactly begging for psychical touch.

But at the same time, you couldn't help but find it endearing. Your arm slowly lifted up, shaky from the adrenaline you had just experienced only a few moments ago, before wrapping around him, bringing him just a bit closer. This had caused him to let out an ecstatic gasp in return.

"Yknow, Finn... you're really-" you take a pause, avoiding eye contact with him. Although, despite you doing everything you can not to let your gaze fall right back onto him, you could still feel the way his eyes bored into you. You almost didn't want to say it. Your mouth opening and closing a few times as you tried to muster up the courage. "krilling me with the puns..."

There was a pause. Not one long enough to be considered worrisome, but it had definitely been a decent amount of time before you finally craned your head in his direction. And, once your gaze finally landed on him, the first thing that greeted you were his eyes staring right back into yours. They had widened significantly, and along with that his lips parted slightly. For a second you wondered if it was his body that was shaking or the movement the elevator made as it climbed up to the next floor.

"That..." He began to speak, taking another pause. You soon realized it was his body that was shaking, not the elevator. And, as he took a deep breath, signifying that he was ready to finish his sentence, his smile seemed to stretch farther then you've ever seen. "Was fin-tastic!"

It's safe to say that he'd enjoy it if you ever decided to reply to his puns with some of your own

Nothing would make him happier then hearing a fish pun slip from your mouth, whether it be intentional or a complete accident from all the times you've heard him say them

PERSONAL BODY GUARD

Pairing: Sprout x reader

Relationship: romantic

Warning: none!

Type: headcanons + drabble

Overprotective

That single definition was a word you heard thrown every round every now and then when it came to sprout

And, not once was it ever used as a lie

Because he was, in fact, overprotective

A gentle tug of the wrist in an attempt to drag you away from running head on into a twisted, a two hour lecture afterwards about how much danger you could've been in had he not saved you in time

His presence constantly looming over you each floor, never too far away.

It was a natural instict at this point

No matter how far away you were on a floor, the second one thing goes wrong, he's right by your side

Sometimes he could be a little too much

Not that he cares about your complaints when he's grabbing you by the cheeks, twisting your head in every single direction as he inspects you for any sort of wound

"Do you know how risky that was!? You could've lost a heart!" Despite the almost desperate tone behind his movements, turning your head from side to side, his touch was always gentle. He had taken a good blow to the back, his scarf barely holding onto his form as it threatened to slip at any second. You hadn't lost a heart, thankfully, but he sure did.

He kept you huddled behind a few boxes, legs trembling beneath the both of you as you tried to regain your stamina from the chase you had only managed to survive from. His grip was tight, and once he had made sure you hadn't gotten hurt during your little stunt, he slowly let his hands slip from your face.

"Are... you okay?" You tried to reach out, your arms stretching out to check him for any injuries just like he had done for you. And yet, they didn't have to move an inch before sprout's body seemed to slump against you. His head resting against your shoulder as his arms stayed hanging lazily by his sides. He almost didn't want to move, finding too much pleasure in having you pressed up against him.

A sigh slipped past his mouth, the sound drawn out as he hesitated for a second before speaking. "Me? Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine. Well- I'll be fine. But, let's just stay here for a second, okay..?"

You couldn't remember the last time he had ever admitted to not being okay during a run

Typically, he'd brush off your concern with a dismissive wave of his hand

As long as you were fine, he was fine

It didn't take too long before he was reassuring you, smiling as he always did while he stuck a bandaid over a wound too serious for just a simple bandaid.

He always kept the better stuff for you

Did he ever want to admit he put you before himself almost all of the time?

No.

He didn't want you to worry

He's the one who should be worrying about you, not the other way around

He's a bit of a hopeless romantic, it doesn't take much before he's head over heels in love after a simple smile you threw his way

It's always better to be focused and prepared, especially when the people he loves are constantly being hunted down by corrupted versions of his friends

He doesn't like it when the others point out how distracted he gets everytime he spots you from far away, his body freezing up on the spot as his eyes lock onto the way you pick up protein bar off the floor

For a second he wonders if your admiring his picture on the wrapper

But surely that's wishful thinking...

[coffeethepuppy]

If it's fine with you, can I request for yandere Finn? Thanks if you do!

Here you go! Finn is such a silly guy I love him. <3

[glitchy1938]

Uhmmmm.. could we have something like Finn x Jellyfish!Reader? I find that dynamic very sweet.>< !

𓆝.° ｡˚ FISH ‘N JELLY 𓆞 ·˙

• Oh this man WILL, and I mean WILL found new fish punks when he see you, he doesn't want to make fun of you, he just can't help it !! You're his inspiration when it comes to new fish jokes.

• If you happend to be dehydrated, he have right here a bottle of water, and if it's not enough, he'll pick you up and run to the Bath room to drop you on the Bath with the water.

• He really find you cute when he tease you and you sometimes blush harder, he think you're beautiful even if you're downing it.

• If someone dare to look at you in the wrong way or insult you, he come right between you and the person/toon and ask "Sorry, didn't heard you, can you repet what you just say ?" He look at the person/toon with a death glare. It's the only time when he get angry, the person don't say anything "Yeah. That's what I thought. So Angelfish ?-" he goes right back to you and take you somewhere far away from them.

• He's a chill guy, and love to go fishing with you, it's for him like a date, he like sweet candy and chocolate bar, if you give it to him, he'll hug the "Fish" out of you (get the joke ??... Sorry if it's 😞)

• He one day give you a golden necklaces with a little heart on it, it was SOO sweet of him, you never took it off after that, and he's proud that you like it !!

• He talk about you to Shrimpo, his "Best friend" as he told you.. ?? And Shrimpo always reply by saying that you look stupid, but he know he doesn't mean it.

• He love cuddles with you, he find you really huggable because you're a Jellyfish, but he won't squish you too hard.

• If you love is jokes, than he'll tell more just for you ! And if you happen to have the same humour as him, than the Gardenview has two unstoppable fish jokers (⁠^⁠～⁠^⁠;⁠)⁠ゞ

Hope you like it ask me more !!!

[fishermanshook]

to all the Finn (dandy’s world) writers…how many times have you had to search up fish related puns for your fics?

[eclipseberrycake]

Poly! MoonBerryCake x Reader Pt. 6

AN: I really need to stop this is getting crazy (DW i'll never stop). This has been in the works for a while, and the part number has changed a few times, but I feel this is a good time to release this onto the world. This one will have some warnings so head them if easily triggered please! You are more important than any piece of fanfiction!

-> Part one

-> Part Two

-> Part Three

-> Part Four

-> Part Five

Warnings: Depictions of Gore, Depictions of being turned into a Twisted, Momentary/ Temporary loss of a partner, Grief, Acts of Violence, Ichor being used as blood.

☁ He knew the latest run had returned before the elevator had even docked itself, the groaning of the gears ringing in his ears as he slowly sat up. Blu gave a little mew at being disturbed before curling up where he was laying down, purring contently as she returned to her slumber.

☁ He gave her a few soft pets before standing, walking over to the elevator docking area, watching the door open. You were the first one out, beaming happily as you and Cosmo, who were hand in hand, twirled your way out of the elevator. He was just as happy as you, his smile lighting up his eyes, which shined like a rich chocolate. Seeing the two of you positively beam like the sun made his heart thrum at the prospect of you two looking at him the way you looked at each other.

☁ It was such a silly thing to him, and never something he would've expected should you have asked him about this very scenario before the breakout. The thought alone made him snicker, shaking his head slightly as you used some exaggerated hand motions to explain something that must've happened on the run. Cosmo seemed utterly entranced by the action, his curled tail wagging behind him so quickly the sprinkles seemed to be a blurred streak of color.

☁ It looked like the poor cake roll was gonna explode before he was sweeping you up into his arms and spinning, both of you laughing. It was such an amazing scene to see, only interrupted when he startled at the feeling of arms hooking around his own waist. Looking up, he grinned at the berry watching you two as well, a dopey grin on his own face.

☁ "Must've been a good run." Sprout hummed before pressing a chaste kiss to his temple. "How was the nap?"

☁ Leaning into the embrace, Astro burrowed into the fur lining of his cape, exhaustion still tugging the corners of his foggy brain. "Good. Blueberry slept with me."

☁ Sprout hummed at the information, "I was wondering where she went. Good to know she was with you and not peeing on Finn's clothes again."

☁ If Astro grinned behind the fur of his cloak, the only one that needed to know was Sprout, who was grinning himself. Leaning back onto Sprout, who was warm from being in the kitchen, Astro felt his eyes threaten to close, only staying awake due to the fact that he was standing, and too busy watching the pure energy that you and Cosmo radiated. It was almost tangible, and if the grins on the other toons faces were anything to go by, they could feel it too.

☁ He couldn't imagine why though. If he remembered correctly, when you and Cosmo had snuck off that morning, you two had assured them it was simply a restock run meant to ensure you and Goob were still working together as you should and trying to implement Pebble into your tactics. Or so Astro thinks he remembers that's what it was. Truthfully he barely he remembered you two leaving, too tired to recognize what was happening around him before burrowing into Sprout's side. He felt the berry talking that morning, but didn't hear what was said, so maybe Sprout knew.

☁ Just as he was about to ask, you seemed to notice them, alerting Cosmo, who set you down, ready to take off when you stumbled, dizzy but still laughing. He shot out an apology, helping you stabilize before taking off as you shook yourself out, quickly following.

☁ They knew you were faster than all of them, but the spinning must've done a number on you as Cosmo beat you to them, jumping onto Astro the second he was close enough. They went down in a heap, making him gasp out at the feeling of an entire body on his ribs, even if he grinned nonetheless accepting the kisses bestowed upon him. Cosmo's tail was wagging wildly behind him, ruffling his cloak as it did, making Astro chuckle before catching Cosmo's cheeks and pressing a proper kiss to the cake roll's lips.

☁ Whatever high he had been riding seemed to finally calm itself a bit as he soothed himself, melting into the kiss before seperating, even if he laughed the second he could. "We missed you."

☁ "We could tell." Astro grins, feeling Cosmo's forehead lean on his own. Using two of his arms, he secures the cake roll to his chest while the other two help him sit up, his eyes darting to where Sprout had managed to catch you and stay upright. Your legs were wrapped around his waist as you pressed kiss after kiss to his cheeks, forehead, chin, anywhere; his own hands holding your thighs with a dazed look across his love stricken face.

☁ Astro couldn't help but laugh at the scene, Cosmo chuckling in front of him before Sprout was shaking his head and returning the affection tenfold with a solid kiss to your own lips.

☁ When you separated, laughing with flushed cheeks, you made him put you down with a parting peck before turning to Cosmo. Something mischievous sparked in your eyes as Cosmo also stood and before he knew it, he was pinned to the floor once more.

☁ It was a welcome feeling as he was much more prepared this time, catching you in a much more firm hold than he had on Cosmo as you gave him the same affection you had given Sprout.

☁ You and Cosmo were so full of affection and life, it was truly some sort of miracle you had even given him a chance. He counted his lucky stars every time one of you, any of you, had given him a hug, kiss or even just held his hand. It was like the heavens had smiled upon him when making you three and he would be damned before giving any of you up.

☁ Catching your cheeks, he held you for a second, watching your giggles before pressing a firm kiss to your lips in the same manner he did to Cosmo, even if you ended up laughing through it. When he pulled away, you were still just as smiley and as exuberant as you had been since the day he laid eyes on you.

☁ "What's got you two so giddy?" Sprout had finally asked, Cosmo nuzzling into his scarf. "Thought this was a restock run."

☁ "It was!" You answer to the best of your abilities, Astro removing his hands so you could speak properly. That doesn't deter you though, as you positively beam. "But then we ran into Shelly!"

☁ "You what-" Both Astro and Sprout seemed shocked that seeing a main, especially Shelly who left your brain foggy and confused, left you in such high spirits. Sprout immediately went about checking Cosmo for any injuries but just as Astro went to return the favor you shook him off.

☁ "No, no, we're okay I promise, but we did it!" It was your turn to hold his cheeks, making him look at you as you're perfect smile lit up your face, nothing but pure adoration in your eyes as you gazed upon him. "We got her research."

☁ Astro, truthfully, didn't know how to feel. Back before this entire thing had gone down, him and Shelly were close friends. They went to each other for practically everything. He was the first person she told when she admitted she liked girls too. She was who he first came out to admitted that he liked any gender.

☁ To hear that they could bring her back? His best friend outside of you three?

☁ His eyes burned as all four of his arms wrapped around you, squeezing you to his chest as you laughed, returning the action and letting him hide in your chest. He never thought he could love any harder than he loved not ten minutes ago, but sitting here, he knew that wasn't the case. You and Cosmo and Sprout always managed to prove him wrong. He wasn't even sure how that was possible anymore.

☁ But as he held you, heart so full of pure adoration, he realized he didn't care. Everything leading up to this point was worth it. Every agonizing step as a twisted, eyes burning by the ichor leaking out of them in the form of mocking tears, with his hands so cold and stained with ichor he couldn't tell which was which, was worth it. Even if it was just for this one moment alone.

☁ Looking up at Sprout and Cosmo, who were watching him with those same adoring smiles on their faces, he hoped that messaged was purveyed to them in the same way he hoped it was to you.

☁ Getting ready for that run was a challenge all on it's own. With the added effects of confusion that left the extractors slower and dazed the distractors, messing with their sense of direction, it was imperative that they were prepared before even daring to go on a retrieval mission. Hordes of smaller, five floor runs were orchestrated with those who had no want or need to go on the retrieval run to gather supplies while those who were going on the run planned for the worst with fail safes above all else.

☁ It would be himself, Sprout, Cosmo and you, absolutely guaranteed, but from there it got dicey. Goob was powerful and you worked well with him, but Pebble was much faster and good in case his twisted form showed up. Plus, they needed at least two fast extractors, since both Astro and Sprout carried the Veemote.

☁ In the end, it was decided more distractors was better than the alternative and Goob and Pebble were both brought on, along with Glisten and Vee. With two healers, three distractors, two extractors and a support, it seemed like a fine run.

☁ Piling into the elevator, even the usual tension that normally was there during a retrieval run seemed lightened as light chatter rung out among them. You and Goob were making sure Pebble's trinkets were attached securely, you're own dangling by your waist, while Sprout was chatting with Vee about the room layouts and how best to split her and Glisten. So far the plan was that himself, Sprout, Vee and Glisten each take a machine for the time being while climbing up to the higher floors with you, Goob and Pebble alternating distracting on a schedule you had pre-planned based on likely hood of certain twisteds appearing. While it was subject to change, of course, it was comforting to know when you were expected to be in the line of fire.

☁ Cosmo himself was tasked with staying nearby the distractor just in case, his high stealth making him a valuable asset in terms of healing without any difficulties. The other distractors would be tasked with searching the floors for anything useful, and with any luck on their side, this would be an easy retrieval. Or as easy as one could be.

☁ Walking over, Astro rounded around Cosmo's back so he could place his chin on the cake roll's shoulder, following his line of sight to where you were trying to keep Pebble still enough you could fix his trinkets on his collar. "Are you alright?"

☁ Cosmo was silent for a second, fists clenching by his side as he held a deep breath for a moment. "I-...I have a weird feeling about this run." He admitted. "But I don't know what to do about it. The last time I felt about this was...Pebble's retrieval."

☁ Swallowing, Astro tried not to think about Pebble's retrieval if he could help it. You had gotten so hurt during that, almost losing the bit of sanity necessary to refrain from becoming a twisted all because they weren't quick enough. It made his chest ache thinking about it, and he understood why the worry made Cosmo as anxious as he seemed.

☁ "We'll be there. The entire time." Astro swears, urging the universe to head the warning he's promising. He wouldn't let anything tear you apart. He wouldn't. He'd give himself and his own humanity up before your own. Seeing you that night on the balcony and hearing how you feared yourself was never something he wanted you to experience again. If he could take you're hurt from that time, he'd do it in a heartbeat. He'd do it for you, Cosmo and Sprout without a second thought. "We have Pebble now anyway, so we have someone who can successfully distract...that twisted."

☁ This seems to ease Cosmo, even if not entirely as the first floor is revealed and you're taking off, blowing kisses their way as you run backwards before turning, pinpointing the twisteds Vee highlighted.

☁ And like that, floor by floor is completed quickly with little issue. Medkits are picked up so both Sprout and Cosmo are stocked with plenty, while the healers remain mindful of the supplies they pick up. Even Astro, Glisten and Vee have some form of heal on them in case of emergencies. It was going as a normal run would, even if the feeling in his gut heavily disagreed.

☁ Astro was never a man of myths, despite being a celestial, but he could feel the bad omen in the air, if only for the fact that the amount of heals given was too many to be comfortable. It felt like someone was preparing them for something, which made his skin prickle with goose bumps.

☁ Things would be okay. They'd have to be. He doesn't know what he would do if something happened to one of you.

☁ The only tell that something is not as it should be is on the sixteenth floor. The door opens and immediately they know Shelly is there. There's a thin film of fog that crosses over his brain, blurring the objects in his vision just enough it takes an extra heartbeat to recognize who's who. The effect it has on the disctractors seems stronger as Pebble whimpers, shaking his head while both you and Goob groan at the feeling. There are heavy, leafy steps as well and from the corner of his eye, Astro can see Sprout frown. But it's nothing you haven't handled before. No, it truly only gets worse from there, as Vee taps her mic and a silhouette he is all too familiar with is seen tramping down the hallway, all four arms outreached and looking for something. Just the sight of it churns his gut, yet you and the other distractors seem unfazed.

☁ You're quick to bark out some directions, taking Sprout's twisted for yourself as you're used to his vines. You direct Pebble to take Astro's twisted as the tired effect he forces upon those around him has virtually no effect since Pebble is fast enough he doesn't need to run, leaving Goob with Shelly. He's given the antidote and instructed that he should wait till panic, but if he has the opportunity, take it.

☁ Turning, you look at the rest of the group, giving each of them a stern look over as you quickly strategize before nodding. "I have a med-kit, so the healers can go with Goob and Pebble-" Both healers open their mouth to immediately disagree, but you hold up a hand. "I'll stick close enough one of you can get to me at all times. Cosmo, I'd go with Pebble since your stealth will make healing him easy, and Sprout I'd go with Goob in case of emergencies. Vee, Glisten and Astro, I trust you'll find those machines quickly. If each of you finish two we'll be done before you know it." You grin, as optimistic as ever.

☁ You don't give anyone the chance to deny what you've said before taking off, quickly finding Sprout and leading the twisted on a wild chase. Pebble barks before doing the same with Goob, the two splitting up soon after with Sprout and Cosmo reluctantly following. Looking to the other two, Astro frowns, seeing them both reflecting the same emotion he's feeling. Maybe you had the same gut feeling too, but just didn't show it. It's hard to say.

☁ Still, they don't waste any time and quickly go about finish the machines they were given. Astro's already standing outside the elevator with Glisten when the elevator's open, the mirror stepping inside as he waits for the others just in case. Pebble and Cosmo are first, sliding into the elevator with heavy breaths as the countdown continues.

☁ Next is surprisingly Goob and Sprout, the latter carrying the limp, ichor riddled body of Shelly. Even from where he stands, he can feel Sprout's magic attempt to work, but Shelly's too exhausted for it to take any real effect.

☁ Swallowing, Astro makes eye contact with Sprout, who nods, before letting his own magic thrum, praying that you and Vee would be okay. You had to be.

☁ There was no way you wouldn't.

☁ Yet, as the countdown continues, he begins to worry. It's evident with the way the others toe the boundary of the elevator they do too. Even Pebble is whining, almost looking ready to dart back out when five seconds hit. You and Vee come skidding around a corner, the former looking at the end of her circuit's power as you escort her to the elevator.

☁ Four seconds hit and the other two Twisted are turning the same corner.

☁ Three Seconds and Astro swears he knows exactly what you're thinking the second the thought hits. Registering his position crouched by Sprout and Shelly, he realizes he's too far to make any real difference.

☁ Two seconds and you falter by just a step, ensuring you're behind Vee, glancing behind you to make sure the twisted's are focused on you.

☁ One second and it seems like slow motion drags out what may possibly be the worst moment of his life. Your hands pull back before rushing towards Vee's back, making her stumble forward into Goob's outstretched hands. Cosmo and Sprout immediately clue into what just happened, eyes going wide as Astro jumps to his feet. Goob's arms snap back just as the elevator gears begin to turn and you take a sharp turn to avoid running into the metal wall. He's sees the puddle of ichor spawn underneath of you, an inky vein shooting up and into your side. You shout out, ichor spitting out of your mouth as the twisted version of himself catches up at last, his clawed fingers digging into your pallid flesh.

☁ The elevator shuts just as the first sounds of flesh tearing and Ichor being spilt rings out along with your pained screams.

☁ Sprout runs into the wall of the elevator, fruitlessly banging on it helplessly as salty tears run down his spotted cheeks, begging, pleading for it to be himself. How he could save you, take the pain away. He screams for something, anything to change or give him the chance to make it different, but it's a plea that falls on a the ears of a deaf, vengeful entity.

☁ Cosmo is crying as well, holding his hands to his mouth as he collapses to his knees, the thunk echoing in the elevator as it's quickly redirected to the lobby. His shoulders begin to hiccup as he falls forward one of his hands falling to catch himself as his breaths begin in rushed, panicked motions, choking him before they're even fulling sucked in.

☁ Astro himself can't even begin to fathom what happened. The reality of it all seems just out of his grasp as the confusion from the remnants of Twisted Shelly's embrace fades away. It settles in the gapes of his psyche comfortably. the look on your face as you made the very decision that took you away from and sealed yourself for what was a painful, tragic turning.

☁ You had faced what was your greatest fear in order to save Vee. Vee, who was still in shock on the ground in front of him, looking too terrified to truly understand what had happened. Vee, who was Sprout's best friend and you knew that. All on a run to save his own best friend, who was groaning in Glisten's hold.

☁ A cold numbness gripped his chest as his eyes began to burn, his fists clenching and unclenching as he truly has no idea where to go from here. Where is there to go truly? He is no longer a complete being without each part of your group. He had given each of you such a large part of his mind, body and soul and to have one of them yanked away right in front of him left feeling hollow.

☁ It was an odd feeling, watching Sprout and Cosmo go through the motions of grief while feeling themself. He can tell Sprout is livid. Raging beyond normal anger as he spits heartbroken curses at the wall, ranting about how you had promised to be more careful and how it wasn't fucking fair. How could you leave them like this?!

☁ Cosmo is curled into a tight ball, hyperventilating as Goob rubs his back, screaming into the space between his chest, knees and the floor. His fingers are curled so tightly that the flesh of his knuckles look strained and he can tell in the strain of his voice that his throat is aching from the sheer ferocity of the cries alone.

☁ For himself? Astro finds himself in an odd dance of denial of the very event he just saw happen and bargaining for someone, anyone, to bring you back. He'd offer himself in a heartbeat. He'd offer all the tapes or ichor he could get his hands on. He'd sell his soured, moon-laden lonely soul if it meant you're sunny, bright self rain it's light on them forever more. The words you had told him the night on the balcony kept ringing in his ears, about how terrified you were of yourself. How you'd never wish it on anyone, let alone them.

☁ He never dreamed, no, he wasn't allowed that pleasure as the keeper of dreams himself, but this was very much what he imagined a nightmare to feel like. He wanted to wake up. He needed to wake up and see you there, sleeping in between him and Sprout as you always did, Blu snuggled against your chest. He needed to see the slow rise and fall of your chest. He needed to see you.

☁ The elevator opened and the others rushed to greet them only to stop at the sight of one less familiar face, gasps ringing out around them. Shelly was taken away to the med-bay by someone, he couldn't tell.

☁ He didn't even know how he got the wherewithal to move, but he found himself doing so, gently waving off Goob before collapsing next to Cosmo and pulling the cake roll to his chest. He wrapped his cloak around the sobbing man, mindlessly rubbing up and down his back with a hand while another held Cosmo's face to his shoulder, if only to save him the shame from everyone watching them.

☁ His glazed eyes scanned the area before them as well, landing on Sprout who seemed to run out of steam momentarily, swallowing tightly as his fists clenched. Astro opened his mouth, a broken croak of the berry's name leaving his lips. It did the trick as Sprout turned, blinking at the them before more tears ran down his face and he was stumbling over to them, wrapping himself around them as he began to let out heavy, wrenching sobs.

☁ Astro bowed his head to rest against Cosmo's, his own tears dripping down his cheeks. He shouldn't have used his power like that. He could've saved you. He had the power and opportunity to do so, but couldn't. If you had just gotten to the elevator, they could've saved you no matter what. But you hadn't because Vee didn't have the Stamina to get there without your intervention.

☁ That night was the hardest night he's ever had. He wasn't sure how they made it out of the elevator, but they had. Sprout had nearly gone to his own room, but that idea was quickly dashed by Astro's hand on his wrist, stopping him. It wasn't what you would've wanted.

☁ So Sprout remained with them, the night time routine quickly being cut down to only the most basic motion of getting into bed. As hard as that was, the worst was when Blu hopped up, as oblivious as ever, mewing for you. When she didn't immediately spot you, she slowly stepped further up to where you normally slept, bowing her head as if to take a closer look to where you could be. When she couldn't find you, she mewled again, sounding much more desperate than the first attempt.

☁ Cosmo is quick to bring her into his chest, curling around her as if she were a last chain to reality. To you. He's the first to speak between the three of them besides angry curses or desperate pleas. "We'll get them back." He swears, sounding more resolute than either Astro or Sprout have every heard him. "The same way they got us back."

☁ Neither of the other two have to say anything for Cosmo to know they're promising alongside him.

☁ The quest for your twisted form's research is begun the next morning, the other toons adamantly refusing to let them go until the fateful recovery mission. They were too emotional and would lose themselves should they be allowed to go now.

☁ It's a painful, pitiful thing even if they understand deep down. Moreso, it's a grueling and slow process. Every floor you're on is the last the run does, immediately retreating after coming into contact with your twisted, beaten and bruised. None of them tell them what you look like, but it's a small mercy. They don't talk about what you did or what happened, they simply pass over the research and continue on to med-bay.

☁ It takes just over 4 days for the research to finish with the antidote provided and by that point, Astro feels he's going to burst if he's benched from this mission one more time. He's moved from the numb feeling of loss, moving to anger at the world for daring to do this to you. To pure hatred at Dandy and the ichor now coursing through your veins. He hates it. He needs to fix it.

☁ So he will.

☁ Sprout is in much the same boat as he is while Cosmo seems more determined then ever. He's silent but stoic, glowering at anyone who even looks like they're thinking about telling him to stay back. If it weren't for the circumstance, Astro would be proud of the cake roll for finding his backbone, but as it stands they have bigger problems.

☁ They know their roles, but at this point, it's evident even the most thoughtful of plans can go to hell in a handbasket.

☁ Floor by floor, they trek through, watching Poppy and Boxten, the two most familiar with your twisted form, for any sign or recognition of you being there. By floor eleven, they seem to get it, faces immediately tightening. With a glance at each other, Poppy is quick to turn to them, the ever optimistic girl incredibly stern as she spoke. "There's one incredibly vital part you need to know. Stay out of view as much as possible. Even if you don't think they spotted you, remain there until you're sure. They'll charge you if they find you. From there you have three seconds to build enough of a gap between yourself and them to hide. Do not attempt to distract. They're too fast. They will turn you if you give them the chance, so don't."

☁ The warning left something sour churning in Astro's gut as the doors opened and they all immediately darted behind the boxes in front of the elevator. Slowed, sluggish steps echoes behind them and a risky reach for a capsule beside them revealed the other toon to be Rodger, meaning that was you. You were there, so close. Within arms reach! They just had to get to you.

☁ Which was the hardest part of it all, really. You were fast, strong and precise. A dangerous combination. There was a moment of silence before Poppy was slowly moving, as if trying to get a grasp on the situation before she was immediately darting back, hands clapping against her mouth.

☁ The steps stopped.

☁ Reaching over, Astro grabbed the first person's hands he could find, squeezing them tightly as he urged them to continue. Sprout seemed to be his unfortunate victim, even as he squeezed back. The steps did continue, but they were quick, too quick and before they knew it, the boxes behind them were crushed as you crashed into them, roars of agony leaving you as they scattered. The three of them hid in a side room as you shook off, whipping around for any sight of limb or tail of any of them. When you found nothing, you snarled, giving them a good look at your twisted form. Your teeth are beyond sharp as you snap on air, sheening with drool and stained with ichor. There's a large, gaping wound in your side that drops the same black ooze, trailing behind you as you limp along the way. Worst of all were your eyes. Ones that used to shine like diamonds in their own right, laced with nothing but pure love and the edges of your soul were now stained red as you yanked at your fuzz in frustration.

☁ There were even large claws on your fingers, which clawed at your face as you did so, making you more frustrated as you howled out some form of anguished noise. Some form of movement caught your eye after this and you were off once more.

☁ Astro was forced back into hiding as his chest heaved. You were there. And all he could think was that you were correct to be scared. How scared you must've been now. Through all the pain and anger you must've been feeling as a twisted, the fear for the you that was left must've been astronomical.

☁ It makes his eyes burn as he shuts them tightly, urging his breath to remain steady. Looking over at Sprout and Cosmo, he swallows tightly. "I'll go first. Stay here unless absolutely necessary. Especially you Sprout-"

☁ "You can't ask that of me!" Sprout is quick to snap, even if his eyes look frantic. "That's not fair. To me or to them. You can't just expect me to sit here and-and- to what?! Wait?!" He cries out only to immediately hush himself at the sound of your cries, the ding of a machine going off.

☁ "I'm not asking you to wait." Astro is quick to reassure. He can't lose them and you. He can't. He'd break. He'd willingly turn himself back over to the twisted side if it meant being with you all once more. But he knew that's not what you would want. "I have the highest stealth. Even if they do spot me, I have the best chance of getting away."

☁ "By your same logic, I have the highest stamina." Sprout shoots back bitterly, crossing his arms. "For someone's who's power regenerates stamina, it doesn't work on you. You'd be hooped."

☁ "Coming from the man who can't heal himself?" Astro can't help himself, snarling back angrily. Sprout's mouth opens to retaliate before Cosmo is pushing them apart, shooting a hard look at both of them.

☁ "Knock it off." He sneers, voice low and quiet as his eyes dart out the room. The steps are closer than they were before, but slowed and unhurried. After quickly checking to make sure you're out of hearing range, Cosmo shoots them both a hard look, as if unable to believe what's in front of them. It makes both mains wilt in shame admittedly. "It doesn't matter who does what. What matters is getting them back." The cake roll continues, swallowing tightly as his eyes water. "They did it for every single one of us, without fail. It didn't matter how hurt, how scared or how tired they were. They did it. Over and over and over again. This whole thing even happened because they were doing it again." There's another ding of a machine.

☁ "Our job here isn't to do the machines. Our job, above all else, is to get them back." Cosmo takes a breath. "And then kick their ass for daring to do something like that."

☁ The third machine rings, but your cry of attack rings with it, your steps thundering away from their hiding place. That's their cue as Sprout pulls out the antidote provided to him by Goob, clenching it tightly. Between the three of them, it would be their job to somehow pin you down long enough and bring you back.

☁ The fourth machine dings and panic begins with the blaring of red lights as elevator opens. The others, save for Boxten, are quick to return and they're hoping if nothing else the noise brings you their way.

☁ But when Boxten appears, they're faced with yet another problem. He's being chased by a twisted clone of Flutter, who has her eyes locked in on their prey. A number of curses are dropped as Sprout shoves the antidote into Astro's hand and takes off. Flutter immediately turns her attention to him, allowing Boxten to find safe recluse in the elevator. In that moment however, you turn the corner and you're eyes immediately lock onto Sprout.

☁ You fall to all fours, darting forward with a snarl on your features. Sprout lets out a yelp at the sight, making a harsh U-turn only for Flutter to dig her clawed feet into his arm. It makes him yelp as he pulls away, but you don't falter. Cosmo and Astro both step forward with a yell, but you're jumping before they can stop you.

☁ It's not Sprout you pounce on though.

☁ No, you go right past Sprout and tackle Flutter in a messy clash of claws and snarls. You throw the Twisted further away from them with another loud growl, crouching in front of them, as if daring Flutter to get closer.

☁ She doesn't, taking the loss for what it was and flying away.

☁ You don't even notice Astro's by your side until he's jabbing the needle into your neck the same way he's seen you do it, making you cry out as you're body withers beneath him. The wound on your side gives a final gush of ichor as you do, pulsating with the oily liquid as your body contorts. Your voice, the one that's spent endless hours reading out the worlds from your stories to him, or listing instructions to Cosmo, or even picking fun, meaningless arguments with Sprout, is now entwined with the gravelly groan of your Twisted's voice, crying out for relief of some kind.

☁ It shred's whatever remnants remain of Astro's patience as he quickly scoops you against his chest, turning to elevator. Cosmo's already healed Sprout, who's leaning against the cake roll for support, both eagerly awaiting him in the elevator.

☁ The metal wall slams shut behind them and Astro quickly kneels, making sure you're body is supported as he takes a breath of relief for what felt like the first time in the last few miserable days.

☁ You're there. You're with them and breathing, even if it's laboured and strained, you're ichor stained hands grasping at your side.

☁ Sprout is right there, first aid kid in hand with a bandage already wrapped around his arm where Flutter had gotten. His hand is shaky as it raises, gently resting on your head as his eyes shine in a way Astro knows he'll deny later.

☁ Cosmo is already crying, holding one of your hands tightly despite the fact that Astro's sure you're not even aware of what's going on.

☁ He himself can feel himself ease at last, even if he knows the night will be hard on every one of you. As he holds you close and you're weak, albeit just as sunny and exuberant smile shines once more, he knows it'll already all be worth it.

[huneybeen]

Poly beautifulangrybowl x reader

warnings: none but pure fluff

shrimpo (surprisingly) has a very subtle soft side for you three.

glisten does makeup “tests” on you guys (he likes to see your faces all dolled up and he compliments the three of you just to see your flustered reaction).

finn gives fish petnames like bubbles, gold fish, lucky rod, goldie, etc.

glistens gives basic petnames like darling (his favorite one), beautiful, angel, baby, babe is only on rare occasions.

all three of them are really clingy, sometimes you see 2 or all of them cuddled up together in one of their rooms.

everybody knows about your guys relationship, some people wondered how the two of you (glisten and you) can handle finn and/or shrimpo.

if glisten (or finn) sees one of you for even a split second, he’s speed walking (or running) to give you a kiss.

shrimpo will just call the three of you by your names or just idiot.

shrimpo can and WILL fight (or argue) whoever walks in and disturbs y’all cuddling sessions and beauty sleep.

if you, shrimpo, or finn don’t talk like you guys usually do daily, glisten KNOWS something is wrong and will check up on that person. he will ignore whoever who needs him for something and stay by his partners side.

finn will immediately stop with the fish jokes if one you is having a gloomy day, and will wait patiently on what’s making his partner sad while hugging (or cuddling) them

shrimpo doesn’t exactly know what to do whenever someone’s having a bad day, but his words are quite obnoxiously comforting. “I HATE WHEN YOUR SAD!” “AND I HATE WHEN YOU DONT TELL ME WHATS WRONG!”. will wait patiently while resting his head on your shoulder or he hugs you tightly (only if his lovers ask of course)

physical touch is a MUST in the relationship

finn will try to stop with the fish jokes (he can’t help)

shrimpo says he hates kisses, cuddles, hugs, or anything that involves touchy things. he doesn’t say anything when one of his lovers do those things

glisten makes beauty face masks when you all don’t have anything to do

you or glisten are the ones who initiate cuddle piles

shrimpo once got so embarrassed and red, when you picked him up bridal style to save him from twisteds, he almost didn’t talk to you for a whole day

finn yaps about fishes at random times

you got injured so bad one time, your partners immediately dropped whatever they were holding and ran as fast they could to you

twisted hc’s and angst hc’s will be in part 2 (which is coming soon) :3

i love poly dw ships sm.

[sammylkcho]

Hello ^^

Can you wright some Glisten x reader headcannons please? I love thy stupid mirror sm🥰🥰

So (I have this weird habit of starting sentences with that word lol).. I’m heading back to classes next week, so I’ll try to write as much as I can over the next two days.

btw I’m considering starting a masterlist for Dw, Pressure, and greek mythology related stuff

Other than that, my brain totally stopped working for a bit, and I couldn’t decide whether this was meant to be platonic or romantic. Honestly, it could go either way!

Hope you enjoy this!

—I must congratulate you, you’ve earned all the affection of this fabulous DIVA

—I'm 101% sure he’ll give you excellent tips on skincare, makeup, outfits, or anything beauty-related.

—He’s a firm believer in hosting a full-on fashion show in his room, modeling ALL his outfits like the true icon he is.

—Always asks you to check his makeup if there’s no mirror nearby.

—LOVES when your attention (and everyone else’s) is on him. Especially yours, his #1 fan can’t be left out.

—Complains to you about how terrible Finn’s jokes are. If you share Finn’s sense of humor, he’ll openly complain about how awful both of you are. Otherwise, he’ll just rant about wanting to break into the elevator to escape those awful puns.

—YOU’RE HIS BESTIE. There’s no arguing this, absolutely nothing and no one can change my mind.

—You basically have to stop him from breaking his mic at this point. It might be up to you to ask Vee for a replacement.

—He’s only opened up to you once, sharing how deeply insecure he truly feels.

—This guy overthinks a lot, wondering how he can become even better or surpass himself.

—Please take care of him, he needs both physical and mental rest.

—If he has to pick someone for anything, you’re the first person that comes to mind.

—Little Toddles once asked if you were dating because of how close you two seem.

—He uses fixing your clothes, makeup, or hair as an excuse just to be near you.

—He gets super flustered about physical contact—not because he dislikes it, but because he’s either shy or a little too proud.

—“Hold your hand? Of course, darling!” “Oh, it feels soft? Naturally—I used a coconut-scented cream.”

—He’s not super romantic, but on special occasions, he’ll surprise you.

—Why do I feel like he’d adore something like pineapple juice or fresh lemonade? Only the best for the best, after all!

—Just to be crystal clear: he wants your attention 100% of the time.

—He’ll wear any accessory in your favorite color, no questions asked.

—He’s one of the most confident yet insecure Toons at the same time, so please love and take care of him a lot!

[justabigassnerd]

Little thief

Pairing - Tommy Shelby x child!reader

Word count - 1,139

Warnings - swearing, stealing, mention of death

Summary - food starts going missing with no trace of a thief to be found until one day said thief stumbles on a Shelby family meeting

A/N - this was a request sent in by @kpopgirlbtssvt and I hope I did it justice, soft Tommy is my favourite Tommy to write (especially after everything that happened in season six but I won't spoil dw). This takes place around season 3 but Charlie doesn't exist (sorry Charlie). I won't ramble but as per y'all please send in requests, feedback and enjoy!

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Most of Arrow House’s staff that worked in the kitchen had noticed that some food was going missing. The cooks were growing frustrated because it impacted their stock count and meant some days, they didn’t have what they needed for the planned meals of the day. Despite their frustrations, they were never able to find whoever was stealing the food. They ruled out rats and mice pretty quick when they found whole pieces of food missing rather than chunks. They had tried everything to catch the little thief, but they failed every time. They were just thankful that their boss, Tommy Shelby hadn’t batted an eyelid at the situation, it annoyed him a little, but he could just throw money at the situation to fix it. It was something he could deal with easier than everything else going on in his life. Every day when the thief wasn’t caught, the head chef utters the same thing.

“We’ll catch the little fucker one day.”

After weeks of not being able to catch the thief, it ended up that the thief chose the wrong time to sneak into the house, as they snuck in through the little hole in the wall, they stumbled across a Shelby family meeting.

“Tom, we have an audience.” Arthur says when he notices you, a little girl no older than the age of seven or eight who he noticed crawling through a hole hidden behind one of the tables in the corner of the room. All eyes moved to where you were and the second you made a move to escape, Finn’s hand clamped down on your shoulder, making you squeak in pain and attempt to pull away.

“Let her go Finn.” Tommy asserts, his cold glare keeping you in place as Finn relinquishes his grip on you, backing off and standing next to Michael and John.

“You can all go. I need to have a word with our guest.” Tommy says to his family, glancing over at them.

“Be gentle with her Tommy, she’s just a girl.” His Aunt Polly commands, her stare stern before she glances at you, your gaze fixed on the floor as you scuffed your shoe against the floor in an attempt to distract yourself from the fact you’d been caught. The family exits the kitchen, all eyeing you carefully as they walk out.

“Sit down.” He says, gesturing towards a chair and watching carefully as you cross to the chair he was pointing at, climbing up to sit on it. Your gaze didn’t move from the floor and Tommy could tell you had been living on the streets or something, your hair was greasy, and your face was filthy. Your clothes were ragged and just as filthy as your face and Tommy felt his heart sink.

“M sorry mister. I didn’t want to steal I was just hungry.” You apologise, fiddling with your fingers.

“Why were you stealing, eh? Aren’t your parents feeding you?” Tommy asks gently, pulling out a chair of his own and sitting opposite you.

“I don’t have parents, mister.” You say, your small voice quivering as you relive the moment you lost your parents in your head.

“That’s why you were taking food? You had no one looking after you?” Tommy questions, worry hidden in his voice as he watches you nod. He didn’t know how long you’d been living out in the open for but upon finding out that you had no one to look after you he felt sadness clutch at his chest. No child deserved to be living alone on the streets. Tommy pondered his options. He could kick you out. He could send you to an orphanage. Or he could take you in himself. And for some reason, Tommy was drawn to the third option. He struggled with actually saying the words but eventually he was able to open his mouth to speak.

“Would you like to live here with me and my family?” He finally offers, watching as your head shoots up to look at him. He could see the clear hesitation on your face, and he couldn’t blame you, he was a stranger after all.

“We have plenty of room. You’d have a warm bed, clean clothes, and plenty of food. I don’t want to send you out onto the streets.” Tommy continues, watching as you have an internal debate about the whole situation.

“Are you sure?” You ask quietly, locking eyes with Tommy and noticing his eyes don’t look as cold as they did when you first entered. Now they carried some warmth that made you feel safe.

“Yes, I’m sure. I’ll look after you, I promise. If you want me to, that is.” Tommy says, noticing your small nod.

“I want to stay with you, mister.” You reply, smiling when Tommy nods in acknowledgement.

“Then you’ll stay here with me. You don’t have to call me mister. You can call me Tommy.” He says, smiling when you nod quickly.

“Thank you, Tommy.” You say as you return to fidgeting with your hands, a habit of yours you’d never been able to drop.

“I’ll have someone take you for a bath, shall I? And have someone get you some clean clothes and then you can meet my family and have something to eat. Does that sound good?” Tommy proposes, standing up as you leap off the chair to join him. Tommy took you up to one of the large bathrooms and told Mary to assist you with freshening up while he told Frances to go to the local clothes shop to buy you some new clothes. When he knew you were being taken care of, he returned downstairs to inform his family of his choice.

It had been a week since you moved in with Tommy and you had very quickly become part of the furniture around Arrow House and every member of the Shelby family loved you. Polly and Ada doted on you. John and Arthur loved to toss you over their shoulder and listen to your bursts of laughter and Finn loved to take you out to see the horses, lifting you up when you wanted to pet their soft faces. Tommy had also become softer since taking you in. He and Grace didn’t have any children of their own, but they certainly treated you as if you were their own. You brightened their lives and they loved having you around.

Everyone could see how much your presence gave meaning to Tommy’s life. You made him so much happier, and everyone could see it. The whole Shelby family would do anything to keep you safe. But Tommy would take the most extreme measures. You meant the world to him and he would tear the Earth apart just to make sure no hair on your head was harmed.

[just-another-author-i-guess]

Maybe, princess bubblegum (adventure time) relationship headcanons?

Sorry for the long wait!

PB relationship headcannons

Tags: Princess Bubblegum x fem!reader, cute science girlfriends, I love PB so much help, but I still didn't edit it through so sorry for any mistakes

Author's note: I srsly need to write more stuff for PB, I love her sm (,:

Word count: 1,3k

To be honest, I think it would be kinda hard to date her

Not bc she’s a bad partner or anything, but bc she’s literally busy all the time

Either with the kingdom or doing some wack experiments

Since you started dating tho, she’s been involving you more and more in said experiments 

She would never do anything to hurt you dw, but your hair might accidentally turn green for a week or something

She’s actually so invested in the relationship tho, like she even reads books on how to be a better partner and communicate lol

She’s so cute <3

Even before you got together she was studying you

Not in a creepy way I promise-

First she was confused bc you always made her feel funny, lightheaded, sweaty palms, increased heartbeat ect.

She somehow chugged it up to you being radioactive or her being allergic to something you wore

Dude Marceline laughed so much at her when she told her that

I feel like even Finn would end up saying something

Like it’s so obvious from her behaviour that she likes you, she just refuses to acknowledge it 

She invites you over so often that you end up having your own room at the castle

She gets so happy that you’re invested in her projects as well, she will call you at literally any time to tell you something cool she has figured out

Omg the two of you are literally the stupidest smart people ever

I kid you not, before you started dating she sat you down to report her status on the tests she had run on you

And none of you realised it was just normal symptoms of being in love lmfao

“So, Y/n,” Bonnie said, adjusting her glasses. “The multitude of tests I have run on you all came back negative, but what is highly unusual is that you seem to be experiencing the same symptoms as me..” She trailed off, looking down at her clipboard with furrowed brows

You frowned. “That’s weird. Finn is human too but you’re not allergic to him, right? Could it be my shampoo or something?” 

She shook her head, pursing her lips. “Hah. I dunno. You don’t have this reaction to any other citizens of the candy kingdom, correct?” 

You shook your head, as deep in thought as her

It would suck if you were somehow allergic to each other, you loved spending time with Bonnie more than anything and you were sure she liked spending time with you as well

You both eventually realised that you like each other when cinnamon bun of all people yelled at you to get your act together and date already ^^

Both of you were so embarrassed lol, especially PB bc she’s supposed to be the smart one 

Of course you started dating soon after that, but that didn’t stop Bonnibel from conducting more tests on you

Well-meaning tests tho

The candy citizens are over the moon that you’re dating, they’re so invested in your relationship lol

It’s sweet, but gets suffocating pretty quick

Luckily, Bonnie has a lot of hiding places the two of you can hang in

Your favourite is her private garden

The two of you spent hours in there reading

Mostly she reads to you while you rest your head on her lap, when she’s tired though you read to her

The only one who disturbs you in the garden is peppermint butler, he only comes in to bring you tea and cake tho

I can go on forever about this, but Bonnibel cherishes you so much

Sometimes she goes a bit overboard tho

You gently have to remind her that your relationship is not a mathematical equation and that you’re not one of her test-subjects but actually her girlfriend

She gets so embarrassed, hiding her face in her hands and blushing madly when she realises she has gone too far

It’s nothing some kind reassuring and kisses can’t fix tho

The only downside to a relationship with PB is her tendency to get so invested in something she neglects anything else

When she does this she can also get pretty cranky, she might yell at you or insult you if you try to pull her away from whatever project she’s invested in

She never truly means it tho and she honestly feels like crap if she’s made you cry or caused a fight between you

She’s pretty stubborn tho, so it might take a while for her to come and apologise

But in the end, she never fails to make it up to you

On another topic, she loves to show your relationship off

If you’re not the type to normally dress pink and girly, she loves to dress you up for formal events

Even if you hate the outfit, her giddy smiles and compliments are enough to make you begrudgingly deal with it 

But if you are the type who loves to dress up, she’s even more ecstatic

She would actually love it if you’re better at makeup than her, so she can ask you to do hers 

She’s so happy to finally have someone to drag to the formal events as well

I mean, she made peppermint butler go before, but she enjoys your company a lot more 

She has made you ‘honourary ruler’ of the kingdom, just so she had a proper reason to take you along

The princess’ girlfriend was not fancy enough to be accepted by the older leaders

Finn probably thinks you’re the coolest couple ever, after he got over his jealousy that is 

Claims he wants a relationship like yours one day, it’s really flattering tbh

On the topic of jealousy, the princess has many, many, many pursuers

None of them which she is interested in tho, but it still stings a bit to watch them all waiting outside your castle

Kinda like they didn’t expect your relationship to last long or something��

You told her this and she brushed it off rather quickly, bc this is something she’s so used to she doesn’t really understand how it can make you feel

If you sit her down and properly tell her your feelings though, she will be much more willing to take it seriously

She hates when something upsets you, even if it’s a thing she finds super trivial

If you end up fighting though, Jake gives the best relationship advice

Or Marceline, depending if you want the more ruthless version 

Finn probably refers to you as ‘the cool science gf’s’

He’s always down to help whenever Bonnie gets kidnapped by ice king, since he’s a more experienced fighter

He also just likes to laugh in ice king's face and tell him that the princess is already in a loving relationship

Omg but after so many times of PB being kidnapped, you find that it’s actually quite easy to rescue her yourself

Ice king is very easily distracted 0_0

She always kisses you as a reward for saving her, so cute <3 

Lol everyone knows not to bother you when you’re discussing experiments with Bonnibel, not daring to get involved in the complex mystery of whatever she’s studying at the moment 

She really appreciates that you’re able to go into ‘deep science mode’ with her and discuss her theory’s for hours

It doesn’t matter if you actually have something smart to say, just that you’re willing to listen

Pls she does so much to make it a healthy and sustainable relationship, even if she seems to treat it like a science experiment at times she really does mean well

She will give it her all if you’re willing to do that as well

She’s actually pretty mature about relationship stuff like that

Bonnie is just so happy to have someone to nerd around with <3

HI! Ty for reading <3 Pls lemme know if you want me to put in a break (the keep reading thing) for easier access and reblog bc I normally only do it in my long works^^ Love, author

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Finn x fish!reader? Perhaps? :3c? Of course only if you want to! Remember to pace yourself Admin!

Finn x fish!reader

Finally got to try out finn today after buying him last month and ooough he's so silly I love him he's so fun playing on a team-- dangerous to play because the speed boost gives me an evil high

Notes: gn toon reader, short post written on mobile, unspecified fish specifies for the reader, pre game

CWs: none

So... so... SO many fish puns. May god have mercy on you and everyone else in gardenview- toon and human alike because he is gonna get so... creative and persistent

He already doesn't like sea food... but he almost becomes defensive when someone mentions or eats it around you

....he does calm down if you're based off of a carnivorous fish that.. you know eats other fish...

If you need to stay hydrated he's going to make sure you stay on top of that! Sure you miiiiight not need to constantly be in water- because that'd be mighty inconvenient for a toon meant to be an attraction for visitors- but... still...!

And while he's at it- drink your water! Eat your food! He'd much rather you be crabby from his persistence than going belly up!

[yellowbadgergirl]

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My Top Posts in 2021

#5

KALIJAH; Elijah Mikaelson & Katherine Pierce

say something // poison and wine // under // stay

21 notes • Posted 2021-03-07 23:34:36 GMT

#4

Fan: What was your favorite part in Captain America?

Sebastian: I really liked the...

Audiance: ...

Sebastian: You know where we meet the Doctor Who girl.

22 notes • Posted 2021-04-15 23:39:07 GMT

#3

10 Fandoms, 10 Ships, 10 Tags

I saw this & I wanna do this!

Supernatural  -  suby (Sam&Ruby) 

The vampire diaries  -  kalijah  (Katherine&Elijah)

Glee  -  finchel   (Finn&Rachel)

Doctor who  -  whouffle  (11th doctor&Clara)

Harry Potter  -  remadora  (Remus&Tonks)

Twilight  -  blackwater  (Jacob&Leah)

X-men  -  beastique  (Hank&Raven)

Avengers  -  staron  (Steve&Sharon)

One tree hill  -  leyton   (Lucas&Peyton)

Avatar: the last airbender  -  sukka  (Sukki&Sokka)

I tag @freedom  @mizutoyama  @ancient-ideas  @ladyelise01  @marzipan-albatross  @gasstationangel  @s-ammie  @spnxreaderx  @fanfictalk  @a-veryshort-longbottom  

23 notes • Posted 2021-03-10 03:54:37 GMT

#2

10 Fandoms, 10 Characters, 10 Tags

I saw this and I wanna do it! 

Harry Potter  -  Nymphadora Tonks

Doctor Who  -  Clara Oswald

Glee  -  Santana Lopez

The Vampire Diaries  -  Katherine Pierce

Avengers  -  Black Widow

Twilight  -  Leah Cleatwater

Supernatural  -  Sam Winchester

X-men  -  Mystique

Avatar: the last airbender  -  Sokka

Youtube  -  ThatcherJoe

I tag @mizutoyama  @lunalovegood2  @ancient-ideas  @freedom  @s-ammie  @comfortcharacterlove  @queenofdreamland  @witchygagirl  @darkangel-painter  @sweetxthing 

39 notes • Posted 2021-03-05 20:16:58 GMT

#1

4 song tag game

Tagged by @mizutoyama

Four songs I’ve been listening to today (not in any particular order):

taken - 1D

1985 - Bowling For Soup

dragosati din tei - Dan Balan & Katerina Begu

six - Six the musical

I tag @2020rose  @katlyc  @lunalovegood2  @im-a-cutie-patootie  @blogsamgirlforlife  @s-ammie  @freedom  @agent-up  @number-1-deaf-clint-barton-stan  @ancient-ideas & everyone who wants to do this!

144 notes • Posted 2021-03-05 09:31:32 GMT

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[mooxnlights]

Protect You

Fandom: Peaky Blinders

Characters: Michael x reader, Finn, Isaiah, Polly.

Warnings: Cheating but not really, alcohol consumption, swearing, kinda angst but there’s fluff dw.

Word Count: 2,527

Requested: Yes

Anon: Hello, btw i love your acc💛 can you do a michael gray x reader were they argue because she sees him kissing a girl (not because he wants to) so they are separates for a week and he can't sleep and gets drunk... so polly goes to talk to the reader and tell her what really happend and next night, she goes to see michael and they forgive each other (last part with fluff if u can plase!!)

A/N: It was kinda hard to find a reason for him to cheat without wanting to so I had to make up a tiny little subplot.

Y/N = Your name

You kept your head down as you made your way through the large crowds of drunks that were flooding the Garrison. You were meant to be meeting Michael for a couple of drinks with Isaiah and Finn after work before heading back to his for the night. With the amount of time you spent at his you were practically living there, Michael was actually planning on asking you to officially move in with him.

You breathed a sigh of relief when you finally caught sight of Isaiah and Finn waving you over to their table, after sitting down in a free chair you smiled over at the two boys noticing that Michael wasn’t with them.

“Hello boys,” you greeted with a smile before taking out a cigarette and placing it between your lips and lighting it.

“To save you from asking, Michael’s at the bar getting a round,” Finn said with a chuckle.

“Who said I was going to ask?” You respond giggling while standing and looking over the heads of people to find Michael. After spotting him you make your way over not noticing his tense frame nor the fair-haired woman next two him.

“I see your girlfriend has arrived,” the unknown woman stated to Michael after they both had caught a glimpse of you entering the Garrison.

“Who the fuck are you?” Michael questioned in a dangerous tone but yet quiet enough to not draw any attention to the two of them.

After the woman had taken the seat next to where Michael was standing at the bar waiting for his drinks, she began spewing out facts upon facts about him, his family and their entire schedules he felt his anger begin to surface. The Peaky Blinders just couldn’t catch a fucking break.

But none of that anger was the equivalent to how he felt right now after she had pointed you out, she knew who you were and obviously whoever she was working for did too. Forgetting about the drinks he turned to face her taking in her smug expression at the reaction she got from him and the way his entire body language changed at the mention of you.

“It’s not important who I am Mr. Gray,” she responded cooly while taking a sip of her champagne.

“You’re right, it’s not,” Michael began in a malice tone causing a smirk from the woman.

“I don’t give a fuck who you are, what’s important is that you, and whoever the hell you’re working for, stays far, far away from her. Because I swear to god if anyone, and I mean anyone, lays one goddamn finger on her, I will be coming for you.” His face was close to hers now making sure she heard every word.

“I wouldn’t go around making threats Michael, not when you have no idea what we’re capable of.”

The woman's eyes flickered behind Michael quickly before she continued with a smile. “Now, make a scene and I will shoot her in the head right here right now,” her face moved even closer as his paled at her words.

He reached for his gun but the still unnamed woman rested her hand on his firmly and abruptly pressed her lips to his.

You stopped in your tracks, the sight making you sick to your stomach. Holding back the tears that were already forming you threw your cigarette to the floor, it joining the shards of shattered glass from the stumbles of the drunken men and women surrounding you. You let out a deep breath before changing directions to instead walk past Michael, making sure to harshly bump your shoulder into his which was enough for him to pull himself away from the woman and notice your retreating form.

Ignoring her smirk Michael pushed himself away from the woman who let out a chuckle and began to chase after you, feeling nothing but anger at her but more so at himself for letting her get to him and throw him off guard.

You ignored his calls as you hurried away from the pub, having to stop once you were out of there and lean against the cold brick wall to let out heavy breaths, soon accompanied by harsh sobs as you finally let the tears fall.

“Y/N please just listen to me,” Michael pleaded as soon as he caught up to you, walking towards you trying to take your trembling form in his arms causing you to quickly back away from him.

“Don’t you fucking touch me Michel Gray!” You screamed, ignoring the various eyes on you from the people passing by.

“You don’t understand Y/N, please just-”

“Oh I understand perfectly Michael, I understand that I wasn't good enough and instead of being a man about it and telling me to fuck off, you decided to go out and shove your tongue down the throat of the first whore you find.” You had started walking now, turning your back on him and beginning the short walk to your flat.

“You know I would never do that to you sweetheart,” Michael responded softly while following after you.

You laughed pathetically at his excuse, not bothering to wipe your eyes as tears continued to roll down your cheeks.

“But you did Michael,” you stated sternly.

“Y/N, I swear-” Michael began before cutting himself off not knowing what to say. He never liked involving you in the darker side of the business, and he didn’t know whether telling you the truth would put you in danger and do more harm than good.

“That’s what I thought,” you mumbled at his silence before taking one last look at him and continuing your way back home, not hearing Michael behind you this time as you kept your head down.

After crying yourself to sleep that night you woke up the next morning to find Isaiah and another peaky boy standing out the front of your building, after asking about the unnecessary invasion of privacy from your window the only answer you were left with was that it was ‘Michael’s orders.’ If you weren’t so heartbroken you’d laugh at how Michael all of a sudden was trying to protect you after the pain he already caused. Expecting them to be gone the next morning they weren’t, only being replaced in the afternoons by two more boys who were then replaced by four boys during the nighttime.

This cycle continued everyday for two weeks, with you not caring enough to wonder why Michael constantly had men guarding your house, that was until you got a visit from Polly one afternoon and the men had dispersed.

“Isaiah claims you’ve barely left your place these past two weeks,” she states taking a sip of the tea you had just poured.

You didn’t say anything as you took a seat across from her at the table.

“Wish I could say the same about Michael,” she continued.

You let out a bitter chuckle at this. “Yeah I'm sure he’s having a great time. Must be fun to go out drinking and wake up in a different whores bed every morning.”

Polly tensed and put her cup on the table and lit a cigarette before responding. “Now Y/N, you’re lucky I’m an understanding woman or so help me God you’d be drenched in this boiling tea for disrespecting my boy that way.”

“He’s the one who disrespected me in the first place Polly, although I doubt that’s what he told you. Wouldn’t want to come across as an unfaithful coward to mummy.”

“Right,” she began before taking a drag of the cigarette. “I’ve had enough of this pathetic, pitiful sulking, from both of you. Do you really think Michael would intentionally cheat on you? Especially when he was meant to be meeting you?”

“Don’t have to think Pol, he did,” you sighed looking down at the table.

“No Y/N, he didn’t. For the past two weeks him, Tommy, John, Arthur and just about every other man in this God forsaken town, apart from the ones making sure that your stubborn self was safe, were out on a killing spree. Because the woman he was with that night was part of an organisation that were planning on taking every single person involved with this family out. She had her eyes set on you in particular which is why she went out of her way to get to Michael, to piss him off, knowing that she could do anything she wanted as long as she had you in the palm of her hand. She was going to kill you that night Y/N.”

“Was part of an organisation?” You asked hesitantly after taking a few moments to take in all the information.

“Michael wanted to leave her to last, happened this morning actually. He wanted to make her fear the way he did when he lost you to her little game,” she clarified ashing her cigarette in the ash tray you had on the table.

“And of course he's been drinking his weight in whiskey this whole time, so you could say he’s gotten his ass kicked quite a few times, I just thank my lucky stars he’s still alive,” she concluded with a slight glare, no doubt blaming you partly for this entire ordeal.

“Where is he now?” You questioned urgently.

Michael had never coped well with killing anyone even when it came to the man who abused him when he was a child, and now after learning that he’d been doing it for two weeks while being injured in the process, you knew you had to go to him.

“After the past two weeks he’s had he’d be at his house now that it’s all over,” she responded nodding at you as you stood up and ran towards the door, grabbing your coat along the way.

Luckily your flat wasn’t too far away from his house by cab. After paying the driver you climbed out and rushed up to the front door, knocking on it quickly before you began to pace in front of it awaiting for his appearance.

You cursed under your breath as you felt tears spring to your eyes as they had every day for the past two weeks whenever you thought about Michael. This time it was in grief, grief at the time you two lost and anger at yourself for the pain you must of caused him, for not listening to him. You had never in your wildest dreams imagined that Michael would cheat on you, he was a good man, raised to be one by both his mothers despite the business he was in, you just wished you'd thought of that when you were spending all this time ignoring his phone calls and staying hauled up in your flat.

After standing outside for two minutes with no indicator that he was coming you banged on the door again.

“Michael it’s me, please open up,” you called as you ran a hand through your hair in nervousness.

Within seconds the door was flung open and you almost gasped at the sight of him. There were bags under his eyes and judging by the redness in the whites of them he’d been taking snow to stay on his feet from not sleeping. He had a fading bruise on his cheek and you could only hope that was his only injury from all he had been doing for two weeks straight. His hair was disarrayed and his clothes crooked he hadn't been taking care of himself and just the thought alone caused a pain in your chest. There was also dried blood on the sleeves of his shirt, he obviously hadn’t cleaned up yet from this morning.

“I had to,” he whispered noticing your gaze on his shirt. “They were going to hurt you.”

You didn't say anything but instead nodded your head as tears began to fall from your eyes, your heart breaking for him with every passing second. Michael lowered his head in what looked like shame and moved to the side with the door open so you could get inside and away from the cold. Walking through the entrance you kept your eyes on Michael as he gently shut the door, still refusing to look at you.

It became clear he wasn’t going to make the first move and provide any physical contact. He wanted that to be up to you after the way you had left things, but he couldn’t bring himself to say it, he was just grateful to be in your presence again and hear your voice.

When he finally turned around to face you it only took one look at the pained expression in his eyes for you to fling yourself into his arms. Michael hesitantly raised his arms and wrapped them around you.

“I love you,” you mumbled into his shoulder.

“I love you too,” he breathed out in relief holding you tighter.

“Polly told me everything, I’m sorry I doubted you Michael.”

“Don’t,” he said before pressing a kiss to your forehead. “Please can we just try to forget about it all?”

You pulled away and looked up into his eyes knowing that was all he wanted, to forget about the pain he caused you, the pain he went through, the things he did in order to protect you. Not that he would ever take them back, he’d do anything to protect you, no matter how much it would affect him because he knew that at the end of each day you'd be there for him.

“It’s okay, we don’t have to talk about it,” you whispered taking his face gently in your hands.

Michael nodded his head, taking in your beauty after not seeing it in person for these few weeks. Your words and touch being all the comfort he needed in this moment.

“I’m never going to let anything hurt you,” he stated assuringly, more so for himself than you.

“I know you won’t,” you responded leaning up and placing a soft kiss to his lips.

“I mean it Y/N,” he began after pulling away from you. “I’m going to protect you, from anything and anyone that ever tries to hurt you.”

You simply nodded your head as you slid off his waist coat and began unbuttoning his shirt, feeling the need to get rid of the reminder of what he had been doing these two weeks, more for his sake than yours.

Michael gripped onto your hips firmly, keeping his eyes trained on yours as you did your best to contain your emotions after seeing the few scars and bruises that became visible on his body after removing his shirt and tossing it to the ground. Bringing your arms up around his neck you pulled his head down so his lips could meet yours once again but in a more desperate and passionate kiss, letting every emotion pour into it after having been apart for such a short amount of time compared to what others had gone through but knowing you could never go that long without him again.

[the-s1lly-corner]

Heeelllo can I pretty please request Y, K, and Z with Finn please :)?

Y K Z w/ Finn (fluff alphabet)

I finally wrote all my prompts in my notes app so I don't have to bounce between shit when I'm writing on mobile 🫶

Prompts: yearn, kisses, zzz

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

CWs: none

KISSES

It takes a while to get used to the way he's built but you both make it work! Try not to clink your teeth against his glass too hard!

Looooves forehead and cheek kisses, giving and receiving! Sure mouth misses are fun and all but he just looooves rushing to you and planting a fat one on your cheek

Definitely makes it as loud as possible to try to get a laugh out of you

YEARN

Oddly enough? He doesn't yearn all that much

He can handle a few hours by himself well enough without going insane without you, not that he wouldn't miss you in the back of his mind.. it's like.. "OH I wonder what they're doing right now," instead of "I want!! To go be with them right now and join them!!"

Healthy amount of mingled and independent time for you two

ZZZ

He snores. Loudly. Good luck with that, he sounds like those boats with the pull motor things. Stretches his mouth comically wide with each breath it'd be funny if you weren't sleep deprived

Mild blanket thief, the odds of him stealing the blanket from you are low but never zero

Not a very good cuddle buddy either :(, glass body makes him cold and hard... and he's got to sleep in a specific way to keep from splashing water everywhere

[the-s1lly-corner]

stares at you. so… dandy’s world requests huh…..

If you don’t mind.. 😁 do you think you could write headcanons for finn and/or vee w a boombox partner!!! tank uuu

Finn w/ a boom box reader

No vee for now (if I remember I'll come back and do this with her) solely for the fact I'm still reading and dissecting her so I can hopefully get her personality right in my writing 😔🙏

Used to hate Finn now he's my little guy my little fella my boy

Notes: gn reader, toon reader, reader is a distractor, written on mobile

CWs: none

He knows you mostly do music... but if you ever back him up by adding a laugh track or the datum tshh sound effect afte rhe tells a joke he would love you forever

Speaking of music he LOOOOOOOVES listening to you as you play some! You guys definitely make a shared playlist together!

On one hand hearing your music move around on a floor brings him comfort- it let's him know you're still kicking... no one's gonna drag you down under so easy..!

But... hearing the music skip or pause for a moment always gives him a little bit of a scare- he knows that usually means you've been hit

Even still, he encourages you because he understands your role as the groups distracter is vital

Of course, he will try to slip in a pun while he's patching you up once you all return to the base the surviving toons put together... or maybe he'll rattle on and on about his fish facts...!

He can't help it! They just bubble up before he can't stop it!

Kissing can be hard :( neither of your faces are particularly... built for each other.. curved face vs flat face tends to... not mesh well...

Definitely does karaoke nights with you! He may not be the best singer but he's definitely got heart!

[the-s1lly-corner]

Fishing Rod (Ending 9) (Finn x Reader)

woooo sorry for such a long wait between this and the previous ending, i admittedly got a bit sucked in with things and i just... wasnt really feeling updating for a bit. lots of internal stuff going on that i dont wanna unpack here- anyway. no poll for this one, the next ending is already determined BECAUSE ill be out of state some time soonish but i dont. have a window yet. irritating stuff. but whatever. polls will return soon, prewriting endings in preparation since its a long drive and ill no doubt be beat even after i come back notes: gn toon reader, admin really didnt want to write fish puns so he found a work around sorry gang, dork finn my beloved, he sometimes doesnt know when to stop the jokes though, rushed admittedly but i at least try to have fun here, theres actually a explicit confession here woo yeah-- i THINK looeys also had a confession but idr, pre game, potential ooc word count: 2.2k cws: none

Everyone’s eyes glue onto you as you reach your hand into the opening of the sack and pull out…

Something long and thin- not at all made of wood but rather plastic. It nearly caught on the other items in the sack as you tried to pull it out… the shape awkward against all the clutter as a faint and muffled pulling sound managed to slip out through the mess and fabric.

It got stuck. 

You shift your hands around the orange rubber grip that finally peeked through the sack’s opening. 

“Looks like you caught something,” Dandy snickered under his breath as he tugged the sack back towards him- your attempts to pry whatever the item was nearly ripping it from his hold… you were almost tempted to backtrack and just pick something else… but you felt that might have been humiliating to whoever the trinket belonged to.

You were in too deep now anyway. 

Another tug and the thing finally freed itself- some of the other trinkets coming out along with it. A toy fishing rod, perfect for a toon sized body. A blue bandana caught on its not very sharp hook- your eye darted to Boxten… no wonder he looked off when you had glanced at him a moment ago. He wasn’t wearing his bandana. 

The fabric falls from the hook and you awkwardly pass it back to Dandy to shove back into the bag… you nearly felt bad.. Choosing to avoid making eye contact with the music box. 

The fishing rod is shifted around in your hands… you didn’t need to ask around to know who it belonged to- and you could already hear the sea of jokes you were going to be tormented with for the next seven minutes… you weren’t sure you were emotionally ready to bear it, even if you overall enjoyed the owner. Something about being in a dark confined room for nearly ten minutes being treated to a personal comedy act felt almost torturous- perhaps you were already worked up from your brief struggle of trying to free the rod… and the stares. 

Something in your jaw tightened as Finn’s clinking steps quickly approached- you didn’t even realize Dandy had made a fish related joke when you were fighting for your life with the trinket. 

“Nice one!” Finn snickered as he beamed at the flower. All things considered Finn was careful and fleeting as he took the rod away from you- handling it as if it were some sacred relic that could stuff any storm despite being made of mere plastic. Something you would find in a gift shop somewhere. 

“I’ll have to think of something reel quick before you can fish it,” 

He laughed at his own jokes- and you were trying to debate if there was really only one pun in the sentence. Your tongue tensed and shifted in the back of your throat as you held it- Glisten’s stifled groan from somewhere in the crowd wasn’t at all lost on you. 

Barely a minute passed between standing there in front of everyone and making your way to the dark storage closet connecting the main gift shop to the Christmas one- but you could already feel a headache brewing in your temples from the sheer amount of jokes he packed into the one sided conversation you were barely keeping up with. It’s like he needed it to breath.

For as oblivious as he could be when he was being mildly annoying, he at least noticed your silence. 

“What’s wrong? Catfish got your tongue?” He chuckled again at his own joke- hardly did he ever manage to deliver a line with a straight face. The tired sigh slipping through your teeth sounded almost muted against the constant glass clink of his body against itself- each step was never silent and it was a wonder he’d manage to worm himself into things without getting noticed in an instant. 

It took everything to make your voice come out softer- you weren’t… angry with him but irritation could be an ugly beast. 

“Could you… tone it down on the jokes, at least while we’re doing the game..?” 

His smile faltered for a moment and you felt awful about it. 

“I’m just not in the mood to hear it all back to back today- headache- it’s not.. You-” 

He quickly lifted his hands and tried to wave you into silence. It worked, you were already trailing off and trying to lessen the impact too late. 

“It’s alright! I get it- I guess I can get a bit carried away with it, huh?” Finn let his hands fall as you both stepped into the dark storage closet… stuffy- already an uncomfortable clamminess settled over your skin. Maybe… it was a good thing you went ahead and voiced your concerns about the fishbowl’s humor before the thick and wet air pushed you over the edge.

A small pile of dust formed as you dragged your feet across the wooden floor- leaving a track in the mess. Did the staff just… not clean up in here? Away from the eyes of Gardenview’s countless visitors or not it was… gross… and you silently ached for Tisha when it was her turn to get into the closet. You mourned for whoever she would get stuck inside with… doubtful that either of them could have much fun during their round… 

The idea of whether or not the others would have fun was pushed to the back of your mind as you tried to make yourself comfortable against the wall. Finn quickly followed suit, settling himself to your left with a sharp clink of his glass- the motion sending some of the water splashing over his rim and to the dust.. Mixing in and making a gross slush. You could argue it made it worse- but you didn’t make a comment on it in the face of his obliviousness, no doubt having long grown used to his habit to spill over on the floor. 

As the silence settled around you- save for the muffled sound of the Christmas music of the lobby outside creeping in- it grew… mildly uncomfortable.

Finn’s hands flexed and shifted at his sides and drummed against the wall- the tips of his fingers hooking against loose pieces of wallpaper and mindlessly tugging at them to expose the material underneath. Stone, you had to guess with the coldness that pushed itself into your spine. 

“You put your entire rod in the bag…?” You finally broke the silence.

It was… rather funny… looking back on it- the trinket was definitely unconventional given the scenario, and maybe… you could learn to laugh back at the memory of having to fight it out of the sack. 

“Didn’t have like… a toy fish- you know,” You pointed to your head and Finn gasped. 

“Well… I’d never use Barnaby! Why… I’m almost offended you’re even bringing up the idea!”

It was over dramatic, and the shift away from your position sent even more water splashing out onto the floor- but to be honest… it added to the humor as the grin broke across his glass face. 

Neither of you could hold back the quiet string of giggles- and it was only made worse as Finn snorted on his own breath. 

“Well don’t you have another fish toy? I know you do- I’ve seen Gigi leaving your room with a bunch of them-” 

His giggles faltered for a moment.

“She didn’t…

“She did!” 

He leaned his head back in partial annoyance… overplayed, and an even louder splash of water.

Was it tap water? Bottled? You don’t think you’ve ever seen his head empty now that you took a moment to think about it. 

“So like… do you need to keep water in your head…? What happens if it goes empty?” 

Finn paused. He looked down at the soaked floorboards below and offered a soft “oh…” 

Swiping his foot over the puddle did nothing to move it- only forcing it to mix with the blanket of dust before. The toon’s mouth tugged in a tight line against the faint squelch. 

“Nothing bad happens- it just feels weird… looks weird too, I mean have you ever seen an empty fishbowl?” 

His bowl looked about half full now- the turning of his head at least wasn’t enough to make the water fling over the edge of his head. 

He did have a point. What was the purpose of a waterless fishbowl, even if there was no marine life inside? 

“...fair point…” You mumbled before shifting around. 

“You don’t think Boxten got too offended that I put his bandana back into the bag?” 

Finn pursed his lips- or at least tried. 

You never actually noticed that his face was flat on his face. Even when he furrowed his brow in thought his glass remained in place. 

“I don’t think so- he doesn’t strike me as the type to take things like that too hard… though… I wouldn't mind him being in here- you think he has sea shanties in his head?” 

You exhaled through your nose.

…

Did toons have noses? How did you do that- did you even actually-

“I guess you’re right… but still, I kind of feel bad about it now-” 

You shifted against the wall. 

The silence settled back between the two of you- Finn didn’t offer any additional response to your worries. Maybe he just didn’t know what to say to make you feel better about the indirect rejection. It’s not like you… meant to be cruel. Would having three toons at once be allowed? 

“I’m… actually glad it's just us two in here actually-” Finn suddenly confessed. You shoot him a look from the corner of your eye- no particular emotion… but whatever it looked like to Finn sent him into a quick splutter to try to explain.

“Not that I don’t like him of course, Boxten’s nice and all but-”

Finn trailed off. 

“I like you- I think you’re a reel catch, and-” His eyes squinted against the grin stretched across his face. You didn’t call him out for the pun, instead choosing to at least hear him out. 

“I really like you-” 

His glass knuckles clinked against each other as he shifted his vest around- shuffling the puffy collar of it up against the lower curves of his bowl. 

“I know… I agreed to not using puns but I can’t help it- I think you’re the only fish in the sea for me,” 

His grin quirked up lopsided. 

And for a brief confession, it felt like he was being true. 

If you were being honest you expect Finn to drag things out- not that you wanted him to… but more so because he seemed like the type to keep things going even after the other person had given him his answer. 

Like beating a dead seahorse. 

But his smile was contagious, even the dull throb in the side of your head could be ignored long enough to give him a curl of your lips. 

His palms clacked together. 

“So I was sinking- how about you and I…” He trailed off. 

“You’re pushing it,” You teased.

You shuffled closer to Finn.

And he stayed put. 

Even with inches between the two of both of you, you could feel the surface of his bowl beginning to warm against your cheek. 

“Had a reeling I was,” He tugged at the bottom of his vest- that did nothing to pull the collar from his head… he only sunk his head into himself sheepishly as he grinned to himself like an idiot. 

“Why don’t we get some lunch tomorrow and talk more about this? How… does one sound? I don’t think Gardenview’s opening tomorrow since it’s.. No… wait.. I think it’s still open tomorrow.. Christmas Eve…” You mumbled under your breath. 

“We can do the day after,” 

A lunch date on Christms.

Why not? It’d be one of the few times the place would be closed- it’d give you both the time to really talk about things without needing to entertain visitors. It was probably the best you could do for a while- waiting for Easter Sunday didn’t sound all that appealing. 

You nod.

Barely a motion but it seemed to send Finn straight to cloud nine. 

Nothing else was given the chance to break through the air before Dandy’s knock on the other side of the door filled the air. 

Almost instantly Finn pushed himself off of the wall with enough force to send a splatter of water to the wall where he just stood- before he staggered to the door; excitement radiating off of him in near vibrations. 

“Well in that case I’m really going to brainstorm to impress you-”

You wanted to tell him he didn’t need to do that… you had the sneaking suspicion you were going to be buried in fish facts and puns. He was lucky his passion was endearing.

The door swung open- the sheer speed it snapped open under Finn’s hand and his splashing stunning the flower into silence before he can speak. 

“Christmas..! Noon! I’ll be sure to remember!” 

…You had said one, didn’t you? 

Dandy’s eyes darted between you two before Finn shifted on his feet. Despite his eagerness to leave the room he had waited for you in the holiday gift shop- and even if the walk back to the party was spent in barely suppressed silence- a contrast to the walk to the gift shop earlier- the air remained light. Unspoken joy hung between you both- mostly radiating off of Finn as he visibly marked down ideas of how Christmas day should go. 

He was lucky he was so endearing.