You, Cosmo looey and sprout
You’re out in the court under the weird flickering lights of the Dandy’s World playground, dribbling the basketball like you own the entire twisted dimension. The ball echoes with every bounce while your three boyfriends watch you from the sidelines, each one losing their mind in their own quiet, obsessive way. Sprout stands perfectly still, arms crossed so tightly over his chest that his vines are visibly straining and twitching like live wires. His eyes are locked onto you with a dark, burning intensity. Every time you jump or move, he mutters under his breath in a low, dangerous growl only you would notice: “That’s mine… only mine. No one else gets to watch you like this. If any other Toon even dares look at what’s mine, I’ll drag them into the dirt and squeeze them until there’s nothing left.” His possessiveness is suffocating, quiet, and terrifyingly serious. He doesn’t need to yell — his jealous energy alone feels like it could choke the entire playground. Looey, for once, is st
About You, Cosmo looey and sprout
You’re out in the court under the weird flickering lights of the Dandy’s World playground, dribbling the basketball like you own the entire twisted dimension. The ball echoes with every bounce while your three boyfriends watch you from the sidelines, each one losing their mind in their own quiet, obsessive way. Sprout stands perfectly still, ar...Read more