any chance of tiny gangle headcanons? - embarrassed gangle selfshipper
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Hope you enjoy, there’s some fluff, bit of angst, I tried to be thorough ( ´∀｀)
˚✧₊⁎Tiny! Gangle⁎⁺˳✧༚
Gangle is not a very self assured person, especially with everything going on in the circus, so adding being the smallest member to that makes her pretty self-conscious
Has a bit of anxiety about being held, her ribbon body will subconsciously start wrapping tight around the persons fingers to keep steady
When alone with someone she trusts, she’s much more open to being held in giant hands or a pocket, as long as she trusts you she’ll be perfectly content
Her comedy mask is so fragile, it breaks easily to giants so she’s extremely cautious about anyone touching or getting close to it. The ultimate trust is when someone is able to brush a thumb over her cheek while she smiles about it
She still loves to draw whenever she gets free time, though it’s hard using a regular pencil. Trying to hold one up that’s longer than she is tall with ribbon arms is a workout.
Once, some of the others noticed she struggled with it so they had Caine make art supplies her size. Now she’s always lying on tables doodling
If she likes someone she’ll want to draw with them, even if you aren’t the best at it she’ll stand on the paper and try pushing your hand and the pencil where it’s meant to go
On adventures, Gangle will usually pick someone she likes and stick with them on their person the whole time, she hates the idea of getting lost in whatever Caine thinks up
Still absolutely wanted to laugh manically and shoot a Tommy gun, because of her tiny frame she needed help to do so, the giant holding and aiming while she pushed the trigger and laughed. It made her so giddy for days after thinking of it.
It’s a lot easier for Jax to mess with her at this size, he thinks it’s funny to hold her by one limb. Being the tiniest member has made the others more protective over her though, so he isn’t able to do too much
She adores dressing up in cute dresses and, while she doesn’t necessarily like being small, she does love picturing herself as a cute anime figurine. She’ll jump at the chance to do a little fashion show and get Caine to materialize outfits for her to look extra adorable in as she twirls and laughs
It would take a bit of convincing but once she realizes the giant she likes hanging out with doesn’t see her as a burden she’ll get a lot more bubbly and confident in speaking her mind to them
She doesn’t like to think much about her life before the circus, though sometimes Gangle will wish she could be normal sized to hug the people she cares about fully, but tiny hugs against their cheek is what she can settle for
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Howdy folks! Here is a lil oneshot to get me back in the swing of things. :)
This is just a thing for @crustysoapbubbles, you requested this a while ago, sorry it took so long, I’ve been all over the place. Hope you like it! Some groovy Gangle G/t angst :D
tw ~ falling, fear, unintentional fearplay, minor self depreciation, Kinger shenaniganary
Word count ~ 1k
When Gangle woke up in the morning, the last thing she expected was her bed to be like a vast expanse of fabric around her. In fact, her whole room was gigantic to her…
What kind of nightmare…
Gangle suddenly gasped. This was too real to be a nightmare, and it seemed like it wasn’t her room that grew.. she shrunk.
The ribbon character started to panic, breath quick and uneven as she looked around. The constantly worried eyes of her mask seemed appropriate for this situation.
What would she do? There wasn’t much she could do at the moment… maybe find Caine?
With trembling ribbon limbs, Gangle stood and looked over the edge of her bed. She saw the drop to the floor was long… and even though she knew cartoon physics wouldn’t let her get seriously hurt, she still felt terrified of the drop.
However.. she noticed how on the floor next to the bed there was a pillow, one of the five that she didn’t use much that had probably fallen off the bed in the night.
This would be scary… but there wasn’t another option, so Gangle walked to the very edge and prepared to jump…
Only to attempt to chicken out at the last moment. But the momentum of the running start caused her to fall anyway with a startled yelp.
Fortunately, she landed on the pillow anyway and was only mildly disoriented.
Looking around, she saw that the door had a crack under it big enough for her ribbon body to fit under.
By the time Gangle made it down the hallway of bedrooms, she was completely out of breath and tripping over her own feet. Finally, she took a moment to catch her breath, and that’s when she noticed the familiar form of a royal-looking chess piece.
Kinger seemed to be staring, dissociating most likely, and not paying attention… he would be a good help in finding Caine…
Gangle ran over to him, yelling out his name but soon realizing that he couldn’t hear her, whether from the dissociation or her size change, she didn’t know.
Regardless, she still tried waving her arms around to gain his attention… and she almost regretted it when she did because immediately his eyes were blank and looking at her in a way she thought was much more intimidating while she was the size of a hand.
Kinger gasped loudly and suddenly, staring down at her with wide eyes.
“Part of an insect collection…”
He muttered under his breath, one of his disconnected hands reaching out to grab Gangle. She let out a squeal of fear and covered her eyes with ends of her ribbon hands. She was grabbed by the giant hand and lifted up high into the air, only to a normal sized person it was only a few feet off the ground.
The grip wasn’t tight though, not to her flattened digital body of ribbon, and once the hand stopped at kingers eye level, it opened, leaving Gangle sitting in his open palm as he inspected her.
“K.. Kinger! It’s me!”
She spoke up with very little confidence, her arms practically tied together with how much she nervously fidgeted with them.
There was a pause, of Kinger being frozen and silent… Gangle knew what was coming.
A sudden scream came from the chess piece character as the hand she was on flailed at a high speed, she was wrapped around his thumb for dear life…
She squealed in fear as she was flung around while Kinger continued to scream.
“Stop! Stop- wait!”
As her tiny voice yelled, Kinger paused and brought his hand up to his face in surprise, his constantly wide eyes staring at her in curiosity and confusion.
“Oh, Gangle. You startled me…”
He sounded exasperated from the screaming. She was still shaken up from the unexpected flailing… though Gangle supposed she should have suspected that considering startling Kinger was never a good idea.
“Uh.. sorry, Kinger.. I-I don’t know what happened to me”
She sounded like she was on the verge of tears. Without her comedy mask, that’s how she always felt. Small. Sad.
Only now that was literal.
“Hm… well, maybe it was your mental perception of yourself losing your mask, causing you to feel mentally small, turning you physically small.”
He spoke with a surprising amount of sense. Gangle stared at him for a moment.
“You mean… my digital form matched my mind…?”
“…. Your what?”
Immediately Kinger went back to his own strange mental state, forgetting everything he had just said. Gangle sighed and decided not to bring it back up, instead wanting to focus on her original plan.
“Just… can you take me to Caine?… I-I don’t.. like this.”
“Right, yes, of course!”
He made his way around the circus tent, searching, while also keeping his palms cupped against his royal cape. They continued like that until eventually they spotted the AI ringmaster dusting the ceiling of the tent upside down. After calling his name once he was levitating in front of them, his boisterous voice boomed.
“Well, hello Kinger! Any particular reason for disrupting my cleaning duties?”
The chess piece held up his hands. Gangle stared up at Caine with an apprehensive look before muttering.
“H-hi… can you fix this..?”
“Well, let’s see…”
Caine inspected the tiny figure, a hand where his chin would be if he had one.
“A glitch! Simple fix, Gangle! There!”
He snapped, and suddenly Gangle was normal sized again, causing Kinger to scream again and drop her. She dusted herself off and looked down at herself. She didn’t expect it to be that easy….
“Hey… Caine… could you also… f-fix my comedy mask..?”
She asked hopefully, wanting her other face fixed if Caine had already helped her once so simply.
“Hm… No! But… An adventure will cheer you up!”
Gangle gave a saddened whine as a collection of groans sounded throughout the tent, signaling that the others had heard the unfortunate words of adventure.
Maybe next time.
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