Dandy's World Stuff (Mostly One-Shots) (Hiatus)

[SUGGESTIVE(?)] Cramping (Fluffyshrimp)

CW// Mentions of Heat/Mating cycles (NO SMUT), implied sexual content, Accidental Self-harm and cramps

A/N: NGL the only thing getting me to upload is the fact Fluffyshrimp reminds me of Nuzi and the fact the Murder Drones fandom intimidates me to the point I'm scared to write for it lmao. Anyways this isn't fetish stuff- I had a bad cramp earlier and wanted to write this to feel better :] also I'm genderfluid and have been feeling more fem lately (I blame being an Uzi Kinner) so Shrimpo uses she/they here.))

Shrimpo groaned in pain. Laying in the fetal position on her bed. Clenching her lower stomach.

God she wanted to kill whichever show developer thought this was a good idea. Everything fucking hurt.

The worst part was that her heat hadn't even gotten to the point she was horny. She was just in a shitty limbo of being in pain but not being able to cure it.

She had texted Goob over 45 minutes ago. Simply - "Heat. Hlp."

But Goob did say he was hanging out with Scraps today... So that's probably why he wasn't replying.

Shrimpo let out a sob. She was starting to shake as she grabbed her pillow from beneath her head and hugged it tight. Wrapping herself around it.

Tears started prickling in her eyes. Fuck she was starting to get overwhelmingly angry.

Her claws dug into the pillow as she bit down angrily on it. Snarling and growling like she was rabid and trying to tear it to shreds.

She continued her assault on the pillow until it was nothing but ribbons of fabric and feathers.

When they no long had anything to destroy and tear to vent her anger. She started crying. Trying desperately to keep it quiet.

They curled further into themself. Crying softly. God. This sucked. She wanted to beat whatever god thought this was a good idea.

Or Arthur. Probably Arthur. Fucking bastard.

She was so caught up in her own emotions she didn't notice she was clawing up her own legs and shoulders.

Nor did she notice Goob walking in.

Goob had been hanging out with Scraps. They were making paper dolls!

He checked his phone for the first time in a while and saw that text from Shrimpo.

He didn't want Scraps to think he cared about Shrimpo more. Or he was looking for an excuse.

He thought about how to tell her what was going on without telling her what was up with Shrimpo.

But oh so thankfully, they had forgotten it was Monday. Brightney and Scraps needed to discuss something. So Goob went to go check on Shrimpo.

The moment he walked in he was hit with the sickly sweet stench of Ichor.

Once he saw the claw marks on Shrimpos legs and shoulders he ran over. Sitting down beside bed.

He immediately began stroking Shrimpos back. "Shrimpo? Shrimpo are you okay...?"

Shrimpo flinched a bit at the sudden realization she wasn't alone. But relaxed once she recognized Goobs voice.

She wanted to turn to Goob and hug him. Grab onto him and never let go and nuzzle into his soft chest.

But unfortunately. She was in too much pain to really move. So she continued crying. Eventually it started turning to wailing. Everything hurt so bad.

Goob wished he knew more about how he could help. But he honestly didn't. He considered himself lucky his heat cramps were never way too bad.

He laid down behind Shrimpo and carefully wrapped his arms around her. Being careful around her stomach and lower stomach.

Immediately the warmth and softness of Goobs body freed her of some of the stress and anger. But she was, of course still in pain.

Eventually. The pain started dying down. At least enough she could turn around.

She caught a glimpse at Goob. He looked worried about her. She always hated that look of pity and concern he had whenever she broke down.

She nuzzled up to his chest. Finding comfort in the warmth and softness.

God. She was so tired.

By the time she woke up her heat would probably be in full swing. The thought made her groan. She absolutely did NOT want to deal with that.

But her frustration was cut short by her feeling herself being pulled closer by Goob. Despite how cold his metal arms felt they brought a strange warmth.

His beanbag hands were warm. Probably mostly friction from carpeting.

Nevertheless. It soothed her mind even more.

She started drifting off to sleep. Completely cuddled up to Goob who whispered sweet nothings in her ear.

Goob sighed with relief when he heard her soft snores. He was glad she was asleep. She couldn't be in pain this way.

He knew once she woke up she'd be practically pouncing on him. But he didn't mind that. As long as she was safe and happy he didn't really care.

Besides. He loves being  close to her.

A/N: Sorry this is short ): school and my dad seemingly competing in a deadbeat competition and winning has been kicking my ass. I just haven't had the energy to write. Comments and votes/kudos help a lot with my motivation tho! /Nf ofc!))