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lonely-lost-soul · 3 years

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Slumber Party

Request 4: C!Ranboo and his best friend just having a calm like self-care sort of night? Like just some fluffy friendly content- maybe the reader playing with his hair? 🥺 I thrive on platonic content so so much

Requested By: Anonymous

(PLATONIC!Ranboo x Reader)

I felt like this one was better written in HeadCannon style hope that’s okay!

Marching through the Tundra the snow crunched under your feet, this was the first time you had made the journey out to visit Ranboo.

You two had been inseparable since he came to the country of New L’manburg, Tubbo had introduced the both of you and you were attached at the hip ever since. You were one of the first names under the best friends category in his memory book and you had a locket with his face inside it labeled best friend.

So it was only natural that he had made sure you were the first person who had direct permission from Technoblade to be on his property.

The pigman had warmed up to you surprisingly quickly, mainly because you had brought him a housewarming gift.

(The gift in question was some of your world-famous homemade mashed potatoes)

He took it stiffly and gruffly, turning away from the both of you to walk back towards his house.

Ranboo rushed to assure you that, that’s what he does when he appreciates something.

You chose to ignore the weird reaction in favor of following Ranboo to his home.

Ranboo’s pets remembered you and it was a joyful reunion between all of them. It ended in many snuggles and pets from both parties.

Eventually, Ranboo suggested you both move away from the pets and do something more fun. Mainly he wanted to officially show off his new powers to you, keeping them a secret had been immensely challenging.

The both of you sat across from one another on the floor, in front of you he placed a grass block.

“Ready?”

“Considering I don’t know what you’re doing sure.”

You almost screamed when he broke the grass and it was still...well grass.

“Do it again! Can you do it to other blocks or just dirt? What else can you pick up?

He couldn’t help but preen at all the praise and you were happy to dish out the compliments.

Ranboo explained how he went around with Techno to do some little experiments with what he could pick up.

You could care less about the spawners but the cake was another story. You made him pick it up about five times, eyes sparkling about unlimited cake.

Finally, to distract you away from the cake he asked how you were doing living with Tubbo in Snowchester.

“The nukes freak me out a little but other than that it’s peaceful. Tubbo and Jack’s shenanigans are super entertaining, I love living by Charlie! His puns make me laugh and he feels like he’s having a permanent mental breakdown. Which is again, very entertaining.”

Ranboo gave a soft chuckle, “Yeah I mean understandable whenever I visit there’s certainly never a dull moment.”

The only thing that did worry you was how weird Jack Manifold was being around Tommy. There was just a weird vibe you couldn’t quite put your finger on and Ranboo frowned in distaste. He felt it too.

However, today was a good day. No sad or worrying thoughts and certainly no dwelling on business that wasn’t either of your own.

Ranboo watched your brow crease in worry and immediately wanted to steer your thoughts away from any negativity.

RANBOO SAYS THERE’S NO SADNESS ALLOWED IN HIS HOUSE UNLESS IT’S HIS OWN

“You wanna braid my hair?” He ended up blurting and watched you blink in surprise your sadness fading away and it was replaced with a look of confusion.

“Is...Is it long enough?” You tilted your head to the side, now officially eyeing his multicolored hair.

“I don’t know...You wanna try?”

“Yeah! Totally!” You chirped as he nodded, you both moved to shift into a more comfortable position. He sat in front of you, you could barely see over his shoulder to even reach his hair you had to sit up on your knees.

“Hold it!” Ranboo paused turning to look over his shoulder, “put a pillow down.” He mama henned you, “you’re gonna bruise your knees.”

You grabbed a pillow with an eye roll and put it beneath your knees as he instructed.

You gently put your crown off his head and placed it on your own, you began to run your fingers through his hair.

How was it so soft? It’s way softer than yours! That’s not fair!

Ranboo felt you huff against him, and he smirked to himself but his face immediately melted into a relaxed expression as you ran your fingers through it.

You began to softly braid the strands of hair, waiting curiously as the stray stands of white and black got intermixed with one another.

You ended up making two small pigtail braids and tying the ends with rubber bands to make them stay in place. You had placed his crown back on his head and smirked proudly.

He turned to face you and your smirk turned into a proud grin,

“How’s it looking?”

“You look amazing. I’m amazing, the talent I have is immense.”

“I’ll be the judge of that.” He declared moving over to look in the mirror, he had to admit you didn’t do a terrible job at all.

He turned back to face you and declared it was your turn for him to play with your hair.

So the both of you switched positions, you sitting comfortably in between his legs as he brushed his fingers through your hair.

In the end, Ranboo couldn’t figure out how to do anything other than put it in a small ponytail.

You snickered at his misfortune but assured you loved the new hairstyle and decided you’d wear it for the remainder of the night.

“You don’t have to.” Ranboo sighed shoulders slumping forward, “your hair will only get tangled-”

“Too late I’m wearing it all night and you can’t stop me.”

“(Y/n) please.”

“Never. It’s my new style now, permanent hair doo.”

“Please no.”

An idea struck you suddenly declaring the both of you make the night a self-care experience

Ranboo had no idea what that meant but decided he’d follow your lead.

You snickered, he had no idea what he was in for, you told him to give you five minutes and everything would make sense.

Unfortunately due to his Enderman traits, Ranboo would experience the warm water of a pedicure so you’d make due.

You came back arms full of the so-called self-care supplies you’d mentioned earlier.

The first thing you declared that you were going to paint his nails, you demanded he picks the colors he wanted and he hesitantly picked out a soft red color.

You painted his claws swiftly, he adored it immediately seeing the first nail completed.

Once all of his nails were finished he held his hands out and wiggled his fingers, his eyes lighting up in childlike wonder.

“Let’s do more self-care. Right now!”

You laughed happily and promised him there was more to come, and not to worry.

Eventually, the sun began to set over the hills and both of you were clad in a face mask, cucumbers sitting atop both your eyes.

You were sipping a strawberry smoothie, and Ranboo was sipping on peanut butter and banana.

“Can we get Tubbo in on this next time? He seems like he needs it.” Ranboo asked suddenly a cucumber sliding off his eye to stare at you. You looked back at him with a hum,

“Absolutely. Maybe Tommy can come too.”

“This is why you’re the smart friend.” He complimented, “Although we couldn’t have it here for reasons that look like a half pigman.”

“That’s alright my house is big enough to fit everyone. Plus I have more self-care stuff there anyway.” You turned to face him this time popping off the cucumbers on your own eyes yourself,

“I’ll tell Tubbo and you find Tommy?” Ranboo hummed, “Does next weekend work for you?”

“I do nothing like all the time so yes. It works.”

“How do you stay away from everything, all the drama, and the fighting?”

“I only talk to like three people,” You let out a small laugh rubbing the back of your neck, “Can’t get into drama and wars when you’re barely noticed.” Ranboo frowned a little nudging you with his arm,

“First of all, you are noticed. Whenever I gush about you everyone knows who I’m talking about,” He watched you flush a little at the inclination that he talks about you, “Second I will not have my friends talking bad about themselves or they’ll have to fight me.” You gave a little laugh and Ranboo held up his fists, “I’m gonna fight those negative thoughts.”

“My hero,” You cooed holding your hands to your chest and he smiled fondly at you.

“Plus staying drama and war-free means you’re safe and that’s what’s important.”

“But I want you safe too.”

“I… trust me.” He lied and you could tell there was something he wasn’t telling you but you knew Ranboo and it wasn’t good to press the boy, so for now...you let it go.

“You know I do, always will Boo.” You rest your head on his shoulder and he let you snuggle up close to him, he rested his chin on top of your hair. “Just don’t get hurt okay, I need you in my life.”

“I don’t plan on leaving you behind. Don’t worry.” Ranboo promised and watched as you held out your pinky towards him.

“Pinky promise,” you whispered and he melted,

“Promise.” He interlocked his long pinky finger with your own, from that moment on he knew he had made the right choice to join the Syndicate. He wanted to protect you, and being apart of the Syndicate would certainly allow him to do so, he had to fight to protect the ones he loved. Tubbo, Micheal, and you...he’d go against the world for them, even with his memory problems and his Enderwalking his only goal was to protect his friends, and that’s what he was going to do even if it killed him.

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its-kall-the-clown · 3 years

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Thought but Pigsy and Red both nesting and fighting over who gets Xiaotian in theirs. He's Red's mate but he's Pigsy's son and on and on and on...

No lie. I dropped what I was doing to write this. I burnt the squash I was cooking but that's okay, because I’m full of three glasses of white zyphendale and I wrote this in about an hour so its probably garbage BUT HERE WE GO!!!

He's grown up.

Rated: G

Pigsy remembers he needed to knock on MK's door this time. MK was an adult now and couldn't go barging in without permission. Not that he ever did even when MK was just a teen living with them. He just felt like NOW he had an extra reason to Knock.

That reason comes in the form of a two horned fire demon.

Pigsy's hoof hovers over the door to MK's room, a blanket and pillow under his arm. Ever since they started their journey to the west Pigsy was giving into more and more of his pesky nesting instinct. Every time they had a major fight against the demon of the week MK seemed to get himself hurt or nearly hurt. It didn't help that MK had no powers so it gave Pigsy a mother fucking heart attack every time he went into battle.

So yeah. Pigsy was nesting almost every other night.

But now he was not at all.

And it was all that stupid fire demons fault. Red Son joined them a few weeks into their journey. And only another week later it turns out MK and Red Son started dating.

Day by day and inch by inch Pigsy was losing footing. Red Son taking more and more of what Pigsy thought was his job as MK's dad.

It started with Red Son feeding MK. Tucking granola bars into his pocket, reminding him to hydrate, and even once or twice cooking for them in the form of a romantic date. Pigsy knew what was happening, he was familiar with the instincts of a demon. They wanted to provide, to tend to their mate in all physical and emotional ways.

Pigsy let Red Son feed MK. He didn't dare encroach in another demon's territory, no matter how much it hurt to see MK coo and praise the demon for a new dish and it wasn't directed at him.

Then came the nesting.

That one was a lot harder to process, believe it or not.

Being MK's mate, Red Son had first dibs on nesting behavior. It's just the hierarchy of things.

The first time Pigsy made the mistake of stumbling on them nesting he almost had claws in his face for his sin. MK scolded Red Son for attacking Pigsy but that's because he didn't understand the delicate and intricate workings of demon habits and culture. Pigsy was in the wrong for intruding on a mate's nest. That was a declaration of war in Red Son's eyes, a challenge of territory.

Pigsy backed down immediately….but that didn't mean he didn't snarl back. He didn't give Red Son his blessing YET and so he wasn't ready to give up his right to nest with his son.

It suddenly became a competition between the two. Who could cohear MK into a nest first after a large battle. Sometimes Red Son would win, and he would look at Pigsy with haughty eyes and an exposed fang. And sometimes Pigsy would win with a smug look and an arm over his son's shoulder.

Today he's on the losing side judging by the giggles and muffled cooes from behind the door. Pigsy lowers his hand with a sigh. It was becoming more and more like this. It seems MK preferred Red Son's nest over his. He tries not to let the twinge in his chest get to him as he trudges away back to Tang's and his room in the airship.

When he opens the door Tang looks up from his book, his face morphs into a sympathetic look and he opens the bed covers inviting the demon in. Pigsy crawls in and curls up against his own mate and buries his face into Tang's neck.

"He's all grown up. He doesn't need me anymore." Pigsy states with a sad sigh tightening his grip around Tang's waist. He feels Tang running his hand through the short fur if his head.

"But aren't you proud of the person he became?" Tang asked with a soft coo. Pigsy thinks for a moment. The answer was definitely yes. MK was strong, independent, kind, and courageous. He couldn't ask for a better son.

"I guess…" Pigsy grumbles with a huff. He feels Tang kiss the top of his head, then his forehead, then he tilts the pigman's face upward to claim his lips.

"You know. You could make a nest still for us~" he purrs and Pigsy feels his ears turn a new shade of pink under the attention. That didn't sound so bad.

MK was growing up. But that was okay. As long as the boy knew he loved him that was more than enough.

#lego monkie kid #monkie kid #MK #Red Son #Pigsy #freenoodle shipping #spices noodles #this idea really has taken off huh XD #not that I'm complaining LOL #I love demon's nesting *sobs*#fic #Kall writes

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honey-coloured-passion · 3 years

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Ranboo Dream SMP Character HC!

okay, i can’t remember if it was twt or tmblr where i saw the HC that Ranboo controls dreams as part of his enderman powers. so, because i was obsessed with hocus pocus and mlp as a child i thought of Come Little Children which you either probably know from this (mlp) this (hocus pocus) or this (emo network) would actually be a sick song to relate to his powers. then it kinda divulged into a HC of it’s own.

you don’t need to know the song for this btw :)

but, imagine Ranboo stumbles upon the SMP, having been cast out from his enderman home for dancing too dangerously close to humans, finding refuge with the kind soul he was originally drawn to: Nihachu.

the sweetest of creatures Nihachu is so purely loyal and good Ranboo knew he needed to help clear her demons. Plagued with sorrow and loss after losing Wilbur and the terrors of November 16th, Niki hadn’t had a night of peaceful sleep for weeks. Ranboo quickly slipped into her dreams.

“I'll show thee the way Through all the pain And the sorrows”

Niki woke up that morning more rested than ever. Having had the most beautiful dream of dancing in flower fields surrounded by her friends. It was actually what prompted her to make a flower shop with Puffy that very day. (this is canonically correct- Ranboo joined the SMP Nov 27th the flower shop was built the 28th which is cool i didn’t even know. that when writing this lul)

Ranboo then realized he could do more than just help one person.

He continued slipping into people’s dreams, aiding L’manburg through it’s devastation after the tragic events of the 16th. He spent far too many hours grinding on the SMP, making sure to make nights pleasant for each member.

“Rest now my children For soon we'll away Into the calm and the quiet”

Tubbo was given dreams of buzzing bees, prompting him to ask Ranboo to build the bee farm with him. Fundy was brought back to playing chess with his father before... anyways, it prompted him to have Ranboo help him make a good old fashioned chess set. Quackity dreamt of hilarious jokes and bits and he always woke up with a smile, it drew him to inviting Ranboo to do more bits, there was something inherently funny about the new man in town.

but Ranboo makes mistakes, he’s not perfect 100% enderman after all. he got Tommy too excited, gifting him dreams of joyus destruction and good fun. how was he to remember in the morning that tommy’s idea was a poor one? he could barely remember what he’d eaten for breakfast.

when he realized what he’d done it was too late. it was only as Tommy was placed on trial Ranboo realized his faults. and he swore to never let preventable sadness plague Tommy’s heart. come hell or high water, literally.

every night he could, Ranboo swam to Logstedshire, drawn by the intense sadness, better described as depression, he could sense even thousands of blocks away. Ranboo hated water, but the Nether was too obvious a trip to make with Dream constantly on the lookout. so a soggy halfling dragged himself out of the sea every night, cradling Tommy as he wept in his sleep.

“Hush now dear child It must be this way Too weary of life And deceptions Rest now my child For soon we'll away Into the calm and the quiet”

Ranboo never knew what to do with the slightly damp, but peacefully sleeping child every night. so he carefully carried him to the sea, hoping no one would realized the reason Tommy had to wake up in the water every morning.

but one night Ranboo tracked the sadness to a new location. and he didn’t only find Tommy, but Technoblade. The Technoblade. Unable to stop himself he dove into the soul of the pigman, desperate to know what plagued the villain himself.

Ranboo had never felt pain like he did that night. for he wasn’t alone in Technoblade’s brain. he was surrounded, pulled down deeper by voices that screeched for blood, violence, E, and more confusing ideas he could barely comprehend. it took almost every ounce of energy he had to escape the soul of the Blade, but Ranboo knew that one day, he’d need the strength to take on those voices. that no one, not even the pig himself, would be strong enough to combat those voices. and come hell or high water, it would be Ranboo’s task alone:

To pull the Blade from the stone that had wrapped it’s claws around Techno’s soul.

If only he knew there was a more broken, dangerous (green) soul awaiting a challenge from his powers as well : )

“I'll take thee away Into a land of enchantment The time's come to play Here in my garden of shadows”

#I wrote this literally at 2am let me have it lol I know this is never gonna happen canonically #also the person at the end is dream i'm thinking possibly dreamons would be sooo cool #ranboo #ranboolive #dream smp #dream smp headcanon #dream smp theory #tommyinnit #technoblade #technoblade voices #tubbo #nihachu #niki nihachu #ranboo headcanon #ranboo theories #dreamwastaken #technoblade headcanon

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relaxxattack · 3 years

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do you have any techno and tubbo headcanons, maybe from pogtopia? (either before or after the first festival!)

/roleplay

- when tubbo gave tommy phukkit before the election, phukkit was in a glass potion-bottle wrapped in a green bindle. the bottle with the fish was set safely in tommy’s enderchest. the bindle got tied around tommy’s neck, and hasn’t left since.

- tubbo was bedridden for a day after the festival. (canon lives work like a totem, but much slower, so it takes a while for him to heal.) niki helped heal him with food she’d smuggled out of manberg. tommy kept switching between hovering over him constantly, and avoiding him completely for battle prep. he couldn’t pick one.

- tommy and tubbo shove each other. it’s what they do-- it’s very funny, and they like to be touching without being gross and mushy about it. punching, kicking, shoving one over; it’s the way they show their affection. ..... after the execution, tommy becomes afraid to shove tubbo.

- tubbo forgives technoblade. he really does. he knows what it’s like working for schlatt, he knows what it feels like when the man calls you over and places a hand on your shoulder and asks you to do something for him. tubbo knows this, but his stomach still lurches whenever he sees the pigman afterward. his heart still races. he still finds himself thinking, please, not this. please, aren’t you strong enough to do something?

- after tommy and techno fight in the pit, their relationship is never the same. techno’s eyes seem shiftier then usual when tommy’s around. and tommy juts his chin out as if he’s biting things back when techno enters the room. tubbo feels bad that he’s ruined their friendship. at the same time, he wishes techno would go away and leave them alone.

- techno is awkward around tubbo after the execution. one time, he attempts to pat tubbo on the back and tubbo reflexively whips out his knife. ...they don’t really talk anymore, after that.

- quackity and tubbo are extremely close and hold a very high trust and value for each other. while fundy’s spying was secret and he kept mostly to himself, big q often voiced aloud his grievances with schlatt, since he didn't have anything to hide. tubbo couldn’t agree out loud, but quackity sort of knew, and they stood up for each other around schlatt. they also both reminded each other of tommy and wilbur. quackity would often come to help tubbo with his chores in silence after a fight with schlatt. tubbo made quackity his vp because he trusted him to keep him on the straight and narrow, and knew he’d listen to big q better then schlatt did.

- tubbo noticed his horns were growing in during pogtopia, so he started growing his hair out to hide them. nobody knows about the shame he feels toward it (which is like. reflective of how nobody knows how hard he’s taking being the Spy.)

- by the time tubbo’s president, the horns are too long to hide with his hair... sort of like how when you give people power, their true colors show. but while everyone else sees these “true colors” as corruption, tubbo only feels shame as everything crashes down around him during presidency.

- tubbo trusts big q to do the right thing, even when the bloody posters around the room make him feel a bit on the wrong side of history. tubbo knows that technoblade is a terrorist who’s made his intentions towards them clear as he marches off into the snow with a compass clasped in his hand, even as his breath becomes shakier. tubbo remembers being on the wrong end of a rocketlauncher, thrice over, and he clenches the compass tighter. techno’s a threat to their safety. techno declared war on them. but even before that... he caused tubbo’s multicolored nightmares. this is necassary.

sorry i kind of went off the rails about c!tubbo i just. he’s just so Cool

#relaxx writes #tub

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simplepotatofarmer · 3 years

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I think I sent this to the wrong blog at first but I saw that you were willing to explain why it is you like c!Techno? I've never been able to 'see' it but would like to hear from someone who does.

no worries! sideblogs and all that are a pain, i would’ve answered regardless.

but yeah, i’m always willing to talk about why i love techno so much!

it’s funny because when i first joined the fandom, i had.... a bit of a different view of techno than i do now. i was kind of in the ‘yeah he’s a bad guy but he’s funny and that’s why i like him’ camp.

which i don’t think is necessarily a bad take, just one that is lacking a lot of nuance and not really fully understanding his character. because the more i watched, the more i realized that i was kinda off base.

see, techno is a flawed character. i’ve talked about this before, on how i don’t think the fandom pinpoints his actual flaws in favor of saying things like ‘he has a victim complex’ or that he’s this ultra-violent person or that he’s a flat out hypocrite.

the first one is just..... not accurate at all. the next two are a little more complicated because yes, one of his flaws is violent overreactions and yes, he often doesn’t stop to consider that people might not see his point of view which leads to him being hypocritical sometimes.

and i love techno for those things.

he’s someone who jumps to violence first because he’s good at it and it’s what most people seem to react to! there’s been times when he’s tried to talk or to stall or to isolate himself as much as possible and it’s never worked. what’s worked is violence.

i don’t even think he particularly wants it to be that way, based on his frustrations with being seen as a weapon and not a person.

that’s what really drew me to techno. he wants to be seen as a person. he wants to be treated the same way everyone else is. you can see that a lot with the things he says and the way he acts. for all his insistence that being alone is the only way to be safe (this is a clip i made of that part because i think it’s super important to his character), he opens his home and himself up a LOT.

he took in tommy and maybe it wasn’t the best thing for either of them and i do think that tommy was understandable in going back to tubbo, but techno did take him in and help him.

quick sidebar because this gets brought up sometimes: i don’t think techno was willing to sell tommy out to dream in that confrontation. at that moment, techno knew he was in dream’s debt, knew he owed him a favor, but didn’t know what dream would want from him. dream was considered as powerful as techno, this was techno testing out exactly what dream might want and how far he’d go. i’m not saying there was no chance at all that techno wouldn’t have betrayed him, but i do think it was unlikely given the way techno treats his allies

ranboo is the next big example for me. techno denied knowing him in the community house despite literally just joking him, he avoided fighting both ranboo and niki. telling them both not to show up on doomsday, asking ranboo to leave the fight and go somewhere safe after returning the book, offering ranboo a place to live through phil....

i also remember really being hit hard by the vault reveal scene. there’s something about the way he’s generous with his items that i find endearing. even with passive mobs that literally by game design he can’t benefit from being nice to, he still gives them items, doesn’t matter if they’re his or not. there’s a lot to be learned from that, imo, and one day i’ll write a whole thing about him and that but.

the thing is, techno cares a lot about people. for all his talk about not trusting people and being alone, his actions show that he feels differently or that he doesn’t want it to be like that.

he said to phil that he wants to be a good person and i think that’s true.

i think techno is someone who genuinely believes in his ideology and wants to be a good person but also does things that aren’t right.

(another sidebar: i do think that gets skewed a little because it’s minecraft so the way violence works is a bit different AND i think techno suffers a bit from the MCU villain thing where anyone willing to use violence for their ideology is painted as a bad guy which is actually interesting in general especially when techno has specifically brought up things like imperialism but that’s a whole other convo)

but back to the point, i love that dichotomy he has. he’s kind of this stereotypical ‘big tough character who has walls up and acts like he doesn’t care but is secretly a softie’. and you see that a lot in his interactions, especially with phil and ranboo.

which is why i’m not really down with the whole painting him as some kind of comic book villain type.

not saying he hasn’t done bad things, of course, or that other characters don’t have a reason to dislike him because i think they do and i think those reasons are valid.

it’s just that so often it comes at the cost of removing a lot of techno’s more interesting character traits and moments and denying any of the hurt he’s been through.

tl;dr: i love techno because i think he’s a complex and flawed character that has a strong belief system, genuinely wants to do good and be better - the rules in the syndicate show a big change for him in that direction - but has done awful things both in the name of those beliefs AND out of the hurt and frustration he’s suffered (he stated doomsday was a revenge thing), right or wrong. he has a soft spot for people and animals and he’s hilarious and i think it’s a shame to strip him of that for the sake of making him a villain.

even more tl;dr: pigman funny and Is Right

#i am so sorry this is long AND it took forever for me to answer #i also got two asks like this???#i don't know what's happening but uh @ other anon #just take this as your answer #technoblade #dream smp #loyal does meta #long post #oh my god i didn't realize how long this is im so so sorry #went back and put it under a readmore sdlkfjksldfj RIP

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wisteria-xrisis · 3 years

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Alliums In His Hair

Ranboo does Tommy's hair

/rp //panic attack, nightmares

Tommy sat outside of his dirt house. The flowers around him swayed in the breeze, their pleasant smell drifting through the air. Tommy usually loved the smell of the flowers, but today their fragrance was overwhelming. He wanted to get up and leave but his legs collapsed and he fell back into the grass. He'd woken from a nightmare and been hit with a panic attack. All he could see was dream's lifeless smile and black dot eyes staring down at him. He'd stumbled out of his house and found himself sitting in the grass trying to regulate his breathing.

Tommy shook his head, in a desperate attempt to forget the images. He wanted to be a kid again, happily following Wilbur and joking with Tubbo. Instead, he was broken down and alone, reduced to a shaking mess. He didn't seem like the Great TommyInnit he always told people he was.

Tommy sighed and looked up at the sky. The stars burned brightly against their dark backdrop. He wondered if the balls of fire ever felt suffocated by the darkness that made them shine so bright.

The sound of footsteps caught Tommy's attention. His muscles immediately tensed and he was ready to fight or run. Who would be out here at midnight? Other than Tommy of course. A too-tall half-enderman half-something guy with one red and one green eye, that's who.

"Ranboo!" Tommy yelled in mild irritation.

"Fucking hell man! You can't just- what are you doing out here?!" Tommy asked leaning back onto his palms. Ranboo was crouched in front of him, his curiosity melting into sheepishness.

"Hey, Tommy! Just taking a walk!" Ranboo said. He seemed flustered and confused.

Truthfully, Ranboo had no clue how he'd ended up here. He was sleeping one second and had awoken to Tommy sitting outside his house staring at the sky, and had spontaneously decided that company was probably best at a time like this. He knew that he had probably been in his sleepwalking state. Ranboo sat down beside Tommy in the grass, quietly picking at the green blades, his thoughts clouded and worried. At the moment, he was a risk to anyone he was around, including Tommy. This was foolish. He shouldn't be here, he should go to his lab and-

"Hey. Bitch- Ranboo." Tommy's voice pulled Ranboo's attention. Tommy refused to meet his eyes and instead stared off to the side while muttering a question.

"Do my hair. Bitch." He added towards the end. Ranboo grinned and nodded. Tommy set his head straight staring ahead while Ranboo moved to pick up Tommy's hair. To say it was in...horrible conditions was an understatement. The blonde hair was matted and messy. Ranboo vaguely remembered a time when Tommy's hair was fluffy and well taken care of.

"Yeah, I haven't brushed it since exile," Tommy muttered. "Sorry,"

"It's fine!" Ranboo focused on untangling the blonde's hair and after a while, it actually looked presentable.

Tommy relaxed as Ranboo carefully pulled apart the mop that was his hair. The last time he or anybody else had brushed it was when he had stayed with Techno.

Tommy closed his eyes pushing away the flood of memories that resurfaced at the thought of the pink-haired pigman. He'd asked-ordered-Ranboo to do his hair because he had noticed that the half-enderman had been picking at blades of grass and the crease along his forehead had been getting deeper. Tommy knew what Ranboo looked like when he was anxious or overthinking. He did it a lot. Tommy closed his eyes hesitantly, scared of seeing Dream's ugly mug, but all he saw was black. He focused on Ranboo doing his hair and let himself relax once more.

#allium duo #alliumtwt #ranboo #ranboolive #dream smp #tommyinnit #dsmp #mcyt fanfiction #i don't know if this is even good but please enjoy

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ray-ray-writings · 3 years

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Hiii! I am here again to suggest another soft, kind of hurt/comfort, but also fluffy, drabble prompt!

Basically Techno and Phil taking care of Techno’s s/o when they get sick. Like, fever, sore muscles/body, almost throwing up, etc. Phillpa is over there being really worried for her parent, and Phil and techno are also really worried for s/o.

Just Phil and Techno being really soft towards s/o because they’re sick, in a lot of pain and pretty weak at the moment.

(Lots of forehead kisses, hair petting, and other soft forms of small affection 🥺🥺)

Hello friend! My apologies for taking a long time to get to this!

But oh to have this right now…. Also I added a page break cause it’s a little long... Whoops

TW: Vomiting and getting sick.

So you would have been feeling like something was not right with your body a few days before it hits full force. Like you’re playing with Pip and you stand up and you get really dizzy and have to catch your balance. Or you would be talking and it all of the sudden feels like something is in the back of your throat and you have to take a few deep breaths to will it down before you can continue. So it really shouldn’t have come as a shock to you when one day, really earlier in the morning, your eyes fly open, your stomach lurches, and you fling yourself out of bed and into the bathroom and just start retching in the toilet. The dinner you ate and the late night snack you and Techno had after Pip went to bed just coming up and making a reappearance in the toilet. You vaguely recognize a hand on your back and in your hair, holding it away from your face. After you’re finished you reach up and flush the toilet and pull yourself up. Your eyes meet Techno’s who is staring at you in concern. “Are you alright, love?” he asks softly. You give him a little shrug and a head shake, “I think I’m fine for now, but I definitely am sick.” and now that you’ve spoken, you can hear it in your own voice. It’s weak and scratchy and you’re going to have a hard time speaking as the day goes on. Techno gives you a small nod before helping you stand up and brush your teeth before ushering you back to bed. You’re able to fall asleep, but your body is beginning to ache.

The next time you wake up, it feels like you’ve been literally dragged to hell and back. Your whole body is on fire, but you’re also shivering. Your arms and legs ache and your head is in a lot of pain as well. You can only tilt your head ever so slightly to look at Techno who has all of the blankets piled on top of him, you can only assume due to you throwing them on him after your body got too hot. You try to say his name, but nothing comes out, you’re throat too dry and sore. The smallest whimper of pain escapes your lips, you think it’s not going to be enough to wake him. But you’re stunned as Techno’s eyes shoot open, filled with worry, and meet yours. Techno sits up and looks you up and down before jumping into action. “Oh love,” he whispers as he moves around the bed to your side. He places the back of his hand to your forehead and then to your cheeks. “You definitely have a fever. I’ll go get you some water and a cold towel. Do you want anything else?” “Medicine” you manage to get out. Luckily he gets it. Techno leans down and presses a small kiss to your forehead before turning and walking out of the room to get you the things he offered.

It doesn’t take him long. He helps you sit up against the headboard, hands you the glass and pills, and sits down on the mattress next to you. As you drink and take the meds, Techno places a damp cool towel across your forehead. You can’t help but let out a content sigh as the cool water slides down your sore throat. “Thank you,” you manage to croak out. Techno simply smiles and reaches out and gives your hand a small squeeze. “Of course, love.” He mumbles as he adjusts himself so he can pull you close to him. You’re not worried about getting him sick, he’s half pigman so he quite literally never gets sick. (At least for this drabble lol). You two just sit in content silence for a while. While you’re sitting there, you begin to shiver and Techno helps wrap you in a burrito blanket, tight enough to be snug but not too tight to where you feel trapped and just goes back to holding you to him, the whole time he’s stroking your hair and giving your little head kisses.

A little while later, your bedroom door opens and there is Philippa standing in the doorway with her stuffed pig. “Breakfast?” She demands softly causing both you and Techno to chuckle. Techno slowly unwraps himself from you and leaves the bed. He quickly scoops Philippa up and presses many kisses to her cheeks, “Let’s go to the kitchen to get you breakfast Pip.” He says. Before he can begin walking, Pip stops him and points to you. “Baba?” “Baba isn’t feeling too good right now honey. Maybe after breakfast we can come back in here and you can cuddle with them to make them feel better, how’s that sound.” Philippa giggles and claps her hands at the idea of getting to lay in your bed and cuddle with you. It warms your heart and makes you feel just a little less sick. “Okay then. Let’s go.”

Breakfast takes about 20 minutes. Pip comes barreling into the room at full speed and quite literally jumps on top of you, causing a shock of pain to go through your body, but you’d never let her know that. You untuck your arms from the blankets and just scoop her up in your arms and kiss her forehead. Luckily, she’s also part pigman so you know she won’t get sick from you either. So you pull your little girl close to your chest and kiss her forehead as she snuggles her face into your chest. “Philippa I told you to wait for me and to be gentle around Baba.” Techno scolds as he walks into your bedroom holding a plate in one hand. “Sorry daddy,” she apologizes, not moving her face out of your chest so it’s just very muffled, but he gets to gist. He lets out a sigh but sits next to you and gives you an apologetic look to which you just shrug to. “I made you some breakfast if you’re feeling up to it.” You glance at the plate and see some eggs, bread, and yogurt. It’s soft foods to help your throat and things that shouldn’t upset your tummy further. You give a small nod and Techno grabs the fork, scoops some eggs, and offers them to you. You almost can’t believe he’s about to feed you, but then you remember it’s Techno and of course he’s being a little extra, so you just open your mouth and let him feed you. You take your own breakfast slowly, making sure that the food you were eating wasn’t upsetting your stomach. After you were done a soft yawn escaped your lips. “Okay Pip, let’s let Baba rest.” Techno says, standing up and holding his arms out to Pip. But she doesn’t listen, she lets out a small grumble and buries herself closer to you, “Warm” is the only thing she mumbles. You meet Techno’s eyes and just give him a small shrug, “I don’t mind,” you claim sleepily. Techno gives you a soft smile and a nod, leaning down and kissing your forehead and then Pip’s head. He sets the plate to the side and helps you lay back down in a way that both you and Philippa were comfortable. He leaves with the plate and comes back quickly and crawls in next to you. You fall asleep cuddled up between your child and your husband.

When you open your eyes again, neither of them are beside you. Instead, it’s Philza who is sitting on the mattress next to you, reading a book. “Dad?” You croak out, trying to sit up. Phil quickly drops his book and helps you sit up, making sure you were comfy before picking up the book and properly setting the book to the side. “Hey, how are you feeling?” He asks, reaching out an placing a hand on your forehead and then cheeks. You take a pause and assess how your body feels before answering, “okay. I’m still sore and feel a little nauseous but okay. What are you doing here?” Philza lets out a hum and nods, “Well you’re fever broke so that’s good. And Techno called me, told me you were sick so I decided to come over and help him take care of you and Philippa. They’re making a late lunch right now. Chicken Noodle soup if you’re up for it,” He explains gently, his hand falling to your head where he just begins to play with your hair to help soothe you. It works and feels really nice. You let out a small content sigh and nod. “Yeah. I’m feeling up to it… This is kind of embarrassing to ask, but can you help me to the bathroom? My whole body aches and I think I would collapse if I tried to get there on my own.” Philza doesn’t even react. He only retracts his hand, stands up and scoops you up in his arms and carries you to the bathroom, setting you down on your feet. “Can you… Ya know, go on your own or do you need help with that too?” He asks genuinely ready to help if you need it. You brace yourself on the counter and give him a smile, “I’ve got it. Just need help getting here and back” you answer. Philza gives you a thumbs up before leaving the bathroom.

You quickly do your business and wash your hands before calling Phil back in to help you back out. He doesn’t take you back to bed like you expected, but he carries you to the kitchen and sits you down at the table. He places a kiss to the top of your head before moving to the counter. Techno quickly takes his place and places a bowl and a spoon in front of you, pressing a kiss to your forehead and then lips. “I hope you like it. I tried to follow your recipe, but we know how that goes.” and you can’t help but giggle, because yes. Yes you do. Philippa has her own bowl and set it down next to yours before she crawls into your lap, leaning her head back onto your chest and begins eating. You wrap one arm around her and pick up your spoon and slowly begin eating too. Techno and Philza quickly join you with their own bowls. You all take your time eating so that you finish at the same time. Once finished, Techno gathers the bowls and places them in the sink while Philza helps you to the couch. There you four gather in a big cuddle pile in front of the couch with a bucket beside you, just in case. Being sick sucks, but when you have these three to take care of you, it sucks just a little bit less.

#mcyt #mcyt imagine #mcyt drabble #ray responds #tw: vomitting #technoblade #philza #philippa #technoblade drabble #technoblade imagine #philza drabble #philza imagine #getting sick #dedicated drabble

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technofade · 3 years

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Ph1lzA has joined the game.

Insomnia got real bad last night so I wrote this I suppose (I don’t really remember much, ngl, I just woke up and saw this document open on my computer)

It probably is bad and doesn’t make sense, but oh well.

Ph1lzA has joined the game.

That text shone brightly from where it sat on his communicator screen. The light illuminating his dark cave base. The other members of the SMP quickly voiced their surprise in the text chat. Two messages suddenly appeared among the rapid chatter, the text’s color slightly diluted,

TommyInnit whispers to you: the fuck?

WilburSoot whispers to you: alright, who fucking snitched to dad?

Before he could reply a new message appeared,

[Dream]: Everyone meet up at the Community House.

[Dream]: And keep it civil, we’ve got a guest.

Ignoring the chatter of the other inhabitants and giving an amused huff at the implication that anyone here could be ‘civil’, Technoblade lifted himself off the bed where he was sitting, the clang of his armor echoing around the small room. He grabbed his sword, axe, and trident having a feeling that such a meeting would not stay peaceful for long.

As he approached his water elevator, a small, nearly undetectable smile could just barely be seen on his face.

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Loud chatter could be heard as soon as he walked through the door, his significantly greater height allowing him to see over the crowd with ease. In the middle stood Dream, accompanied by a person covered in green and black, with giant black wings sprouting from his back. Just the slight of the new man had Techno’s tail threatening to start wagging - an impulse he quickly suppressed.

“Quiet down, everyone! I think we’re all here now, so let’s get this done before the violence starts again.” Dream shouted over the crowd, gaining their attention.

“Now,” Dream clapped his hands together, “As I’m sure you’ve already seen, this,” He gestured at the man next to himself, “Is Philza. And he has oh so kindly asked for permission to visit in order to speak with his sons.” He finished his statement with a nod in Phil’s direction, signaling that it was the man’s turn to speak.

The man swept his gaze through the crowd, even skipping over Wilbur and Tommy - the two people who everyone thought Phil was here for - and settled his eyes on Techno. He smiled and tilted his head to the side, a loving look in his eyes.

“Techno? Come here, my son.” He gently asked with his arms open, an invitation that Techno quickly accepted as he pushed through the crowd and towards the middle. As soon as he came within arms reach, Phil leaned up (since he was much shorter than Techno) and gently held the pigman’s face in his hands.

“How’s my little prince been doing, hmm? Have people been treating you well? Your letters are always so brief…”

From the crowd people could be heard mumbling things like “Little? Techno’s a fucking giant.” and “Didn’t Techno brutally slaughter the last person who dared to call him ‘Prince’?”

Ignoring the murmurs of the surrounding people, Techno felt his tail start to swing back and forth - and action that he no longer bothered to stop - and his ears started to raise from their usual floppy position.

“I’ve been good. And I-I committed mass genocide, yesterday, Dad. I killed almost everyone on this server just because I could!” His voice started out meek and unsure but became more bold as he settled into Phil’s hold. He felt like a little piglet again, who had just told Phil about his first victory.

Phil appeared overjoyed at the news that one of his sons had gone on a murderous rampage for fun, “I’m so proud of you, Tech’!” He said while gently caressing Techno’s face, “I was so worried-“ Phil’s words quickly dissolved into nothing but concern and praises for Techno. The entire time Techno was showing more genuine emotion than anyone on the server had ever seen.

From the front of the crowd, Schlatt moved closer to Wilbur, despite the ongoing conflict, and asked, “Wilbur, what the fuck is going on?”

Wilbur just sighed, “Welcome to my childhood.” He said while gesturing towards Phil and Techno, who still hadn’t moved yet. “The blond man is Philza, my father, and the giant, bipedal pig is Technoblade, my brother.”

Schlatt just stared at Wilbur, “Uhh, yeah, I already knew that. I meant, what the everloving fuck are they doing?” The goat man gestured towards them, “What the hell is this?”

Wilbur took in a deep breath, “If you ever ask my dad which of his kids is his favorite - Me, Techno, or Tommy - he’ll just say that he loves us all equally and that he could never have a favorite. But that is such a fucking lie,” He once again pointed at his father and brother, “Dad’s been singing Techno’s praises for nearly my entire life. There is nothing that Techno could do that would make Dad disappointed. His ‘little prince’ could do nothing wrong.” Wilbur crossed his arms clearly having a moment.

“That’s a lie, Wil.” Tommy spoke up from his spot on Wilbur’s other side, “He praises me, too. You just haven’t done anything worthy of such praise.” The gremlin child said, snickering.

Wilbur responded by punching Tommy in the shoulder, hard, causing the child to yell,

“DAAAAAAADDD! WIL’S PUNCHING ME!!”

Everyone in the crowd turned to Wilbur and Tommy, watching as Philza’s head snapped towards his other sons, his glare aimed directly at Wilbur. He removed his hands from Techno’s face, moving to hold one of the pigman’s hands and drag him over to the other two.

“Wilbur. Soot. What. The. Fuck. Do. You. Think. You. Are. Doing?”

As soon as Phil was close enough, he leaned down and grabbed one of his sandals. Then he raised it up and smacked Wilbur across the face with it. Wilbur immediately brought a hand up to his cheek, the skin having turned hot and red from where he’d been struck.

“I’ve heard about all the stuff you’ve done. You and Tommy might not write letters anymore but Techno still does.”

“Snitch-“

*SMACK*

“You better not call him a snitch! He did you a favor by telling me before you did something more fucked up.”

Both Wilbur’s cheeks were red now, but no one moved to separate son from father.

“You‘re lucky that this is all I’m doing.” He jabbed a finger into Wilbur’s chest causing the man to be pushed back slightly, “You broke the family rule. You used Techno as a weapon.”

“M-me? U-use Techno as a weapon? Nev-”

“Two words, Wilbur Soot, two words; The. Pit.” Phil dropped the sandal on the ground, smoothly slipping it back on, and stepped closer to Wilbur. “You made your brothers fight in a filthy pit, for your own amusement, knowing full well that Tommy was never going to win that.” He stepped even closer causing Wilbur to stumble backwards. “You used Techno to bring Tommy down. You used both of them!”

Phil reached forward and grabbed onto Wilbur’s ear, making it so the man couldn’t get away.

“Now, you’re coming home with me and Techno and Tommy are allowed to stay here, away from you, while we work to fix the mess you’ve made.”

The crowd merely watched as Philza dragged Wilbur by the ear out of the Common House and towards the exit portal. The only thought going through everyone’s head was,

“Dang, he fucked up.”

#DumbleeDee should stop talking #technoblade #philza #ph1lza #wilbursoot #wilbur soot #tommyinnit #sleepy bois inc #Technoblade is Philza's favorite don't lie to yourself.#think this is based off that one post I made?#can't remember last night is kinda a blur #haha writing go brrrrr

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kiara-w · 3 years

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Jealousy? I don’t think so. (a Rewind meets Canon ficlet)

This a ficlet based on the fanfic Rewind by @a-non-ymouswriter, and exploring an au within the fanfic. The “Rewind meets cannon” au is based around what would’ve happened if Tommy and Tubbo from a very bad future time traveled at the time Tommy was killed and revived by Dream.

And now, Tubbo feels a little replaced.

Apologies for any grammar errors, english is not my first language.

Wanna read more ficlets?

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Tubbo can't sleep. He's been rolling on his bed for the past hour and even though he feels tired, he can't sleep.

And he doesn’t know why. He has been through a lot of stuff in the past, but why is this time different? Maybe having Tommy in the mansion makes it different? Or knowing that a parasitic egg is lurking and growing in shadows. Perhaps it's the sight of an older self, from a future that isn't his, but still very scary.

He gets up from the bed, maybe a midnight snack could help, and he walks through the corridors remembering the path to the kitchen until he spots something. A shadowy figure is at the other end.

"Tommy?" He is standing at the front of a door with a hand about to knock it, but that isn't his room. "Did you get lost, bossman?"

Tommy is slightly surprised to see him, "No- it's nothing." His hand scratches his neck, looking embarrassed. "Don't worry about it Tubso, I just wanted to check on our warrior friend there."

He is talking about Tobias. That was the room he and Ranboo let him have after the turmoil of his sudden appearance lessened a bit. "Check on him? The older me that has netherite armor and years of battle experience?"

"Yeah..." Tommy had never been good at lying. Or rather, Tubbo has always been able to know when he is lying.

And he also considers himself to be a good observer. He sees little drops of sweat on Tommy’s face, the bags under his eyes, and he adds the fact that he woke up during the night to look for someone. "You just had a nightmare, didn't you?" He speaks louder than he intends to.

"Lower down your fucking voice. Shit, Tubbo I don't want to wake up the people here."

A big smile appears on his face. "That's ok, Ranboo isn’t here and Michael is sleeping, let’s go." He grabs Tommy's arm and guides him through the big halls.

"Wait, where to?"

"To the kitchen. We can eat something and you can tell me all about the nightmare you had." He shouldn't be feeling excited about it, but that's what they used to do.

Before Snowchester, before the exile, during their time in L'Manberg, where the wars left them scars that weren't always on the skin, Tubbo used to sleep a lot in Tommy's house. Whenever one of them woke up because of nightmares, they'd always comfort each other.

And now it can be just like before. He grabs some snacks from the fridge. Meanwhile, Tommy is fidgeting with the edges of his white sweater. Interesting, Ranboo does that when he is nervous.

But what should he be nervous about? Biscuits are put on the table as he sits next to him, and the blond looks, "Chocolate?"

He shrugs, "Michael's favorites."

Tommy has a longing gaze. "My favorites too."

Did he forget about that? "So... what’s bothering you tonight?" He changes the subject, back to the main topic.

His friend doesn't look at him, he takes a biscuit but doesn't eat it. He seems to be debating about something. "We don't have to talk about it."

"But we do! I mean, I think we should. You can tell me if something's wrong."

"Nothing's wrong." He sounds irritated. "It was just a stupid dream anyway."

"It's not just stupid if it wakes you up all the time." Tommy's room isn't close to his, but one look at his tired face tells him everything.

"Look Tubbo, just-" His eyes closed. "I can't."

"Of course you can! You just gotta start speaking." A nervous feeling starts growing, but he shoves it aside. "Was it from the time of Pogtopia? Or during the wars?"

"Tubbo-"

"If it is your exile, I can take it. You talk with Puffy about it, right? Maybe we could-"

"We can't! I'm telling you!" He winces at the scream, Tommy looks at him with anger and tears. "I can't... I just can't-" His voice breaks and his hands cover his face looking down. That sight alone strikes Tubbo with guilt.

What is he doing? He shouldn't be pushing his friend like this. They don't need to talk about nightmares, he only wants Tommy to know that he is there, that he can knock on his door at any time and just talk like they used to.

His friend keeps sobbing and he reaches for his shoulder until he hears something.

"Someone knocked on the wrong door." Tobias is standing in the door frame holding Michael, and the little one stretches his arms to Tubbo with whimpering sounds. He stands up quickly and takes his son. He quietly thanks the man who smiles until he sees Tommy. "What's wrong?" He asks with a worried tone.

It bothers him for some reason. "It’s fine. I need to put Micheal in bed, you keep sleeping." Tobias doesn’t move, but Tubbo only needs a minute and then he can go back to comfort his best friend, just like he used to.

It takes him ten minutes though. Michael seemed to have had a nightmare as well. And it takes a lot of walking around, calming words, and a lullaby, to make the little pigman sleep peacefully.

And then he leaves the room at a fast pace, almost running. He sees the light of the kitchen still on, but he stops when he hears something behind the door. He takes a look discreetly and sees Tobias tightly hugging a crying Tommy.

"Even in the future, you are so fucking clingy," the boy says jokingly between sobs.

"Yep, some things never change big man." his future self answers, and Tubbo can't stop feeling like an outsider.

He doesn't hate him, not really. How could he hate someone that has helped Tommy so much? Tobias made him go to Puffy more constantly, he convinced him of moving to Snowchester, and he protects him when others can't. What was bothering him then? The fact that he and Tommy had gotten close? Or that it wasn’t him that his friend thought to go first to talk about his problems?

Unknown to Tubbo, it was none of the above.

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With this, I don't mean to say Tubbo would be jealous of Tobias, at least not in a way of "I don't want him close to Tommy." or "I want Tommy to only come to me." No.

The real thing that bothers him it's that he thought he was giving Tommy his space to recover and heal, but with how his future self is so caring about him, it makes him feel like he hasn't been helping him at all.

Confusion, miscommunication, and guilt. You know how it is.

#dsmp rewind #ficlet

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aonogifreactions · 3 years

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Minecraft headcanons no one asked for

a/n: olcvfgmlkfm this hit me so randomly i dont even know. enjoy!! under the cut due to length!

★ Characters: Rin, Yukio, Mephisto, Amaimon.

★ Words: 1,6k.

Rin:

this sweetheart loves playing with you whenever you ask him to! it relaxes him a lot, plus just having fun with you is making him really happy.

he stays somewhere near you, ALWAYS. he’s way too embarrassed to admit he’s scared (same Rin, same), so whenever he yelps or jumps on his bed because he heard a zombie growl, you can laugh as much as you want, but don’t be surprised if he shoots a glare at you and pouts.

he’ll bring you whatever you want. wood? fine. iron? no problem, he’s already on his way to find a cave (even if he’s afraid of caves.. he’ll do it for you).

he’s not very good at building, so usually he leaves it to you, and it doesn’t really matter whether you live in a “house” made out of dirt or a full ass mansion; no matter what your building skills are, he’s gonna praise you anyway.

sucks at parkour. DON’T ask him to play a parkour map, he’s gonna whine and barely make one jump.

speaking about bad jumping, he’s really clumsy and somehow always ends up with the highest death streak. for example, he’s sprinting to kill a pig, but somehow doesn’t notice a fucking lava pool below him and jumps right into it. accidentally hits a zombie piglin (or pigman, depends on what version you play on) and he’s dead.

HOWEVER, he’s the guy who gets really lucky. do you remember/have a person/friend that always manages to get diamonds first? yep, it’s him. gets the best enchants. both on books and tools or armor. he also gets the ender dragon kill first too.

he won’t play without optifine and texture pack other than the default one. he hates it. his fave is faithful and if it doesn’t work, he’s constantly commenting on how the default one is hurting his eyes.

he will NOT survive listening to both disc “11″ and “13″ he hates it. don’t play it unless you want him to cry.

hasn’t played alpha nor beta versions, but he likes watching vids of it! he gets very nostalgic, which honestly bewilders him because he started playing way after beta. sometimes you can catch him listening to the old soundtrack all teared up, or falling asleep to it.

LOVES GREEN PARROTS. one of them is named after you.

MAY I INFORM YOU, HE DOES PLACE HIS BED TOGETHER WITH YOURS.

Yukio:

unlike rin, he’s always complaining about you asking him to play, but he’s obviously gonna do it (because he loves u,, even if he says he doesn’t). it also relaxes him, but mostly, he likes it because he’s able to get his mind off of “adult things” and finally get some rest.

wooo, he’s the brave one. he isn’t afraid of zombie gurgles or anything like that, so he’s always going to caves first (and gets lost because he’s literally going deeper and deeper FDMKFMV). however, there’s one thing that always startles him... cave sounds. he doesn’t scream, but if you’re near him, you can sometimes witness his character spinning or jerking his head in another direction because of it vcxkvnjhbv

don’t, i repeat, dON’T make fun of him afterward. he’s gonna go all the way back to you and kill you (and then go back mining.. like nothing happened).

the perfectionist. always mines all the resources he sees; during building something he also always makes sure everything’s proportional. gladly counts blocks for you, if your brain can’t work anymore.

now, building! not very skilled with building houses, but he likes building simple decorations, like fountains, gardens or farms. despite him always claiming it’s bad, his work always looks very detailed. not very good with ideas of those things at first, so mainly at the beginning he always finds some inspirations on the internet, but later gets the hang of it and builds his own ideas!

his favorite place to have a house in is somewhere near the ocean.

likes default textures. too used to have anything else.

doesn’t like listening to in-game music, unless it’s something from beta or alpha versions (like “Haggstorm” or “Wet Hands”). Usually listening to his own favorite songs on Spotify.

His favorite disc is “Far”. It used to be “Cat”, but due to him obtaining it like 3000 times he stopped liking it. nor hearing it anywhere near.

when he goes out to get resources and/or food, he comes back with full inventory and shulkers, just like a father that’s about to feed his kids. minimum 10 stacks of iron, coal blocks and food. the nearest 10k chunks of caves is already explored, so you better be ready for a long, lONG WALK to get something new.

he’s also fond of beta versions, but rarely plays them without you.

Mephisto:

this motherfucker wants to literally speedrun every fucking game. meanwhile you’re busy making a wooden pick, he’s out there typing “can’t wait to beat the dragon and get elytras~! ★”

remembers literally every recipe for all items and alchemy. personal minecraft wikipedia right there.

he MUST have a fucking mansion, otherwise, he isn’t playing. fortunately, he’s tried building before, so he’s perfectly capable of building one himself. it’s all made out of pink wool and concrete, along with white concrete accents here and there.

adding to the previous one, he also has a great decorating sense. the rooms look very good, space is filled nicely and is both pretty and practical. the mansion itself looks very good on outside and inside.

of course, the main bedroom that’s designed especially for you two looks WAY TOO GOOD. I'm not even gonna start on him messing with plugins and making it even prettier.

his skin is a random, pink anime girl.

master with redstone. everything’s automated, there also might be hidden rooms with surprises. there’s a hidden shrine dedicated for you. he hasn’t told you about that though... >_>

even though he gets many useful things from the swamp biome, like lily pads or that cyan flowers, he hates this biome with a burning passion. if he sees it anywhere near his render distance he’s spasming and immediately voicing his annoyance. hates that specific, “dirty and unsightly” green water and grass color.

he doesn’t do much mining, but happily goes with you if you ask him to. even if he has no armor on, he never dies. NEVER. there might be 6 creepers but he somehow survives their explosion.

not scared at all. he knows this game like the back of his hand. he might, however, attempt to scare YOU instead. on purpose. or accidentally hit you so you fall from a large height and die. if you get upset at him afterward, he’s gonna give you even better stuff you’ve had before.

HE LOVES PLAYING ALPHA AND BETA. he started to play probably around very early alpha, so coming back to such simpler times is making him somewhat nostalgic (even if he denies it). on those versions, he builds things that used to be popular back in the day, like simple towers of cobblestone or houses inside mountains. it hits him hard when old soundtrack plays.

Amaimon:

he’s very, very confused. first off, he’s not used to the game at all, but then, he googles almost any recipe or asks you thousands of questions about how to make things. after some time, he finally figures out that there’s a book with recipes in game.

he might steal your items, but usually, he gives you back better items. for example, you notice your iron pickaxe is missing, but suddenly he sprints into the house and throws at you diamonds.

oh, he’s aware of the existence of chests, but for some reason, he likes throwing various items at you. he runs off afterward, leaving you with everything on the ground.

don’t introduce him to bedrock edition, he hates playing minecraft with a gamepad, and will smash it immediately. java edition is the only help for this man.

he’s also clumsy, like Rin. he manages to do that less than him somehow, but he tends to die pretty often anyway. his deaths are the stupidest, sometimes he doesn’t even bother explaining it. he literally can die with gravel suffocating him.

once he goes to the nether, he doesn’t wanna go back to the overworld. he says something along the lines of it being similar to gehenna or whatever, but. no matter what version it is - pre- or post- update 1.16, he likes it and that’s it.

his favorite biome in the overworld is jungle - mostly because of the lively color of grass, but also tall trees. he likes having there treehouses and always asks if you can build one (because he sucks at building. even worse than Rin >_>). his fave in the nether is blue forest or basalt biome - however, he becomes mad quickly on the second one due to frequent gaps filled with lava and magma cubes.

he likes normal slimes though. he even has a pet slime!! QwQ

he named his pet slime after Behemoth. keeps it safe in a glass cube and checks on it regularly. Behemoth doesn’t know about it doe.

he bullies every single villager that’s within his sight. burns their homes. the only thing that survives is the iron golem because he thinks it’s cool.

plays with the basic Steve skin. partially because he doesn’t know how to change it and that he isn’t determined enough to look for any.

forgets that crouching exist and falls off almost every cliff or anything that’s considered high.

#Ao no Exorcist #blue exorcist #rin okumura #Rin Okumura x reader #Yukio Okumura #yukio okumura x reader #mephisto pheles #amaimon #Headcanon #Pure

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whyamiherewhosummonedme · 3 years

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It's analysis time motherfuckers, because that conversation with Dream in front of the Nether Portal was INTERESTING.

So, Technoblade owes Dream a favor. We all knew that this fact would be important, and it's shaping up to be even MORE important than we thought. Let's talk about some of the most important things that could be understood from that little conversation, shall we?

First, Techno bringing up the favor in the first place, sounding very excited. This can be taken in two possible ways. One (and probably the more likely explanation) is that Technoblade the minecraft youtuber and ex-english major is extremely excited for whatever is planned to happen when that favor gets called in, and wanted to remind the audience (and Tommy) that it's a thing, which is worrying all on its own because Technoblade likes greek mythology and greek mythology is not kind. The other explanation is that Technoblade, the anarchist pigman in a world full of government, is sick and tired of Tommy constantly messing up his plans (being the opposite of stealthy when sneaking into L'manberg, dragging random violent llamas around while trying to do a mission, stealing and wasting some of the most valuable objects he has such as slowfalling potions and gapples) and wants him gone. He was excited to bring up the idea of betraying Tommy with the excuse of a favor, because it would rid him of a loud, annoying, useless thorn in his side. Remember, SBI isn't a family to Techno. Tommy isn't really a brother. Just some random kid who used him, threw him to the side after his usefulness was complete, then came running back and demanding his aid once again when he finally was forced to face some consequences. It would be a blessing for Dream to get rid of him for Techno. The pig may be manipulating him like the god before him and the musician before him, but he isn't really getting anything out of it.

Second, Dream's response. He hesitated, mulling over whether or not to do what Techno said and cash in his favor right then and there. Either he did that and brought Tommy under his grasp once more, or he saved it for later, likely to be used during or after whatever he's planning that will make everyone hate him. However, Tommy has come to realize that Dream was manipulating him, even if he hasn't really seemed to come to terms with it fully. He told Dream to his face that he was a manipulator and told the most powerful man on the server, literally God, to go fuck himself. I imagine that Dream realized that there was no way to bring Tommy back to heel - he'd gone too far in the opposite direction, intentionally not taking a damn thing seriously and being the biggest asshole he could possibly be. It would be far too much work to make this child obedient again, if he could do so at all - no, the plan had to be changed. The same trick wouldn't work twice, at least not from the same man. So, he decided to keep that favor for later, pulling on one of his backup plans. And if there's one thing Dream has shown, it's that he's never, ever unprepared. I always think back to the behind the scenes videos on Punz's channel of the Revolutionary War, and how Dream prepared for the absolute worst-case scenario and set up three separate backup plans in case something happened that he hadn't expected, none of which even needed to be used. If that's what his planning skills were like back then... Then what the hell kind of ludicrous backup plans does he have NOW?

Third, the Disc. Dream said that he got Tommy's disc Cat back from Skeppy, who's had it longer than Tommy ever did by now. This wouldn't seem to be much of something to think about, except that the last time we saw Skeppy, he'd been infected by the Crimson. He had the disc at that point, even going so far as to toss it around and threaten to burn it. And the thing is, Skeppy has not been cured. Dream didn't get the disc from Skeppy, he got it from Red Skeppy, who has declared that his only desire is for the Crimson to grow and prosper. He doesn't even care about Bad kissing other people in front of him, and burned 14 wholeass diamond blocks because he didn't care about them. How, exactly, did Dream negotiate with him? What could he have given Red Skeppy to convince him to give up Cat? And how will this affect the Crimson arc, which has been confirmed to be important to the main plotline?

And fourth, a smaller thing that still caught my interest: Dream protesting over his supposed homelessness. Now, I firmly believe that Dream is telling the truth that he does, in fact, have a base - there is no fucking way that he carries everything on him, not when he apparently has so much stuff to throw around, and also as he evidently has at least a Piglin trading farm (he gave Sam 5 or 6 stacks of enderpearls after he asked for them for the Vault construction, all the obsidian for the New L'manberg Walls, and him making it clear that he wanted to play everything legitimately in Survival Mode), likely with other farms hidden around the server (the Trident farm that he tore down after showing where it was, and the villager trading hall that Punz found under his base while cleaning out Blood Vines). There's absolutely no way that he doesn't have a hidden base, even if just to hold all his items. The only reason that he doesn't show it to Technoblade to prove that he does, in fact, have a house is because wants to keep it actually hidden, since his last hidden base was griefed constantly the moment it was found. However, while protesting and saying that he does have a base tp Techno, he stopped himself in the middle of yelling and said "you'll see, you'll see" in a much softer tone. This makes me, personally, believe that that hidden base is indeed going to be a plot point in the future, or at the very least it'll be found and explored. This then makes me wonder about what Dream hinted at before, with him having to run away after he does something that will make the entire server hate him. Will he be chased after when he runs? Will there finally be a manhunt on the SMP run by someone who grew popular for his manhunts? And if there is, will they find Dream inside of his base, or will they find it abandoned, or is it well-hidden enough that they will never find it at all, and he'll explicitly show it to someone when the time comes for a grand reveal of whatever's hidden in there? I don't know, but I look forward to whatever the plan is!

Basically, while the lore stuff was relatively short, I'm a Dream apologist and am constantly reading too much into things to try and figure out what the hell is planned in the future. No matter what, we can be certain that things will come to a head in two days. Let's watch these fireworks, shall we?

#dreamsmp #dream smp #mcyt #mcytblr #dreamwastaken #technoblade #tommyinnit #skeppy #ngl this is one of my better analyses i think #i guess we'll see how close I am in a couple days tho

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anymal28 · 3 years

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This is about all I know from the family tree.

Phil told Wilbur, Techno, and Tommy that their mom was a Samsung refrigerator to cover up the fact that they're all adopted, but Wilbur decided to make it canon so that their mother is an actual refrigerator. I don't know if that applies to just Wilbur, or all three of them. And then they found Tubbo in a box on the side of the road and just took him home. And then Wilbur screwed a Salmon named Sally and they had Fundy, who is a trans fox. And after Wilbur died, Eret adopted Fundy, making him Tommy and Techno's half-brother/brother-in-law?

I really don't know. From my perspective, Wilbur, Techno, and Tommy are not biologically related at all. Like, Wilbur's parents are Philza and the Samsung refrigerator, but Techno and Tommy were adopted by Philza, along with Tubbo. But that's just my view on it.

Now I'm gonna take this in a different direction. So we're gonna say that the refrigerator thing is not canon, and Phil just told the kids that to cover up the fact that they're adopted. With that in mind, that means Phil just stumbled across these children and took them in, so we have no idea where the heck they came from or what their pasts are like.

So let's talk about Wilbur. The main thing I want to get at it the possibility of other family members. The one thing that bothers me is the whole situation with Fundy and Eret. So we don't know where Wilbur came from, maybe he had siblings and lost them at a really young age, so he wouldn't remember them. Phil adopted him and the only family he's known has been Phil, Techno, and Tommy. As he grew, he gained friends, like Eret and Niki, and once they were all grown, they stuck together and started L'manberg. But then again, we also don't know where Eret and Niki came from. And then the whole betrayal thing happened, then the duel, the election, and the next war. After the election, Eret wanted to give Wilbur and Tommy shelter, but they refused. Eret tried multiple times to help them, but they wanted nothing to do with him. And after Wilbur died, Eret was more than happy to adopt his friend's son. So basically what I'm trying to say is, what if in an alternative universe, Eret and Wilbur were long lost siblings and they just don't know. Like they feel the sibling connection, but don't ever acknowledge it that much.

Now, just a small thing about Niki since I mentioned her. I don't know if it's canon yet, but a lot of people were suspicious of Niki and Ranboo being siblings. I really like that idea as it gives Ranboo's character more of a stable tie in rather than having this random guy show up and become a major character. Obviously, the two parted ways at some point and Niki found her home in L'manberg while Ranboo probably travelled around. We know he is part enderman and he has memory loss, so maybe he was trying to figure himself out. And then he tracked down his sister and made a home in L'manberg.

Now, back on track, where did Techno come from? There were a few similar ideas that he was a government experiment and he escaped, only to be found by Phil and taken in. Which is why he doesn't like government. I think that's been the running idea for a while now, but I don't think it's canon or is even mention by any of the SMP members. There's also the idea that he was an extremely intelligent Piglin/Pigman and he escaped the Nether for a better life, then was found by Phil at a young age. Techno is supposed to be a mysterious character anyways, so we might never know where he came from.

Now on the topic of Techno and Ranboo. There could be a possibility that in Ranboo's travels, he came across this mysterious man. Because Techno didn't stick around much once he could take care of himself. Maybe they helped each other out a little then parted ways.

And now we get to Tommy. Tommy is a one of a kind find. I really think Phil just saw this loud child and decided "One more can't hurt". And then it ended up hurting, a lot. But no, what's a good main character without a little backstory angst? We know that Phil definitely got Tommy when he was just a tiny little guy, meaning he was just learning to walk and speak. So Phil, Techno, and Wilbur have been all Tommy has ever know for family. But why was this infant child alone in the first place? Maybe his parents died tragically or they just abandoned him completely. And that could be the same for Wilbur. He was older when Phil found him, so he'd understand death and abandonment. So if Wilbur's parents abandoned him, that could have an affect of how he grew mentally and how he acted in the future.

(Just a reminder that this is not canon and these ideas are basically just "What If" ideas)

Tubbo could be the same way. They found him in a box on the side of the road, like a puppy. Obviously he was abandoned by someone, parents or siblings or some other despicable force. And he would've been around Tommy's age when they found him, so he might not understand anything yet. So Tubbo grew up with Techno, Wilbur, and Tommy, but never really saw them as siblings. He might've pictured Philza as a parental figure, but he wasn't as strong about the dad thing as the other three were. He saw Tommy as his bestest friend. He tolerated Techno. And he made a friend out of Wilbur.

So a recap.

-What if Wilbur and Eret are long lost siblings and they don't know it, but they have the sibling connection and just brush it off. Which could be why Eret was willing to adopt Fundy, Wilbur's son, after Wilbur died.

-What if Techno was either a government experiment or an extremely intelligent Piglin/Pigman and just wanted to live his own life, so he ran and found a home with Phil.

-What if Tommy's parents died or abandoned him at an age where he couldn't remember it. And Phil found him and took him in.

-What if Tubbo was abandoned by his parents, siblings, or other force at a young age and Phil took him in too, but Tubbo never really considered the others family, more just friends.

-What if Niki and Ranboo had to part ways and Ranboo went to find out who he was between the half-enderman and memory loss.

-What if Techno and Ranboo came across each other in their travels and helped each other out. And Ranboo remembers Techno a little bit because of it.

So again, these are just theoretical ideas, I'm 99% sure none of them are canon and never will be. These ideas stray away from some of the canon ideas.

#dream smp #tubbo #wilbur soot #tommyinnit #philza #technoblade #ranboo #ranboo mcyt #philza mcyt #its fundy #the eret #l'manburg #minecraft roleplay #streamers

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meetthemoosemonster · 3 years

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Summary:

AU where Ranboo goes to Sam and asks him to Lock him up in the prison to stop himself from doing what ever hes doing when hes sleep walking. AKA Ranboo tries to make a self destructive decision, and Sam is a Responsible Adult, and offers him support. Also, Sam has four arms because I think thats perfect for his character, fight me.

Note: If any of the creators mentioned in this state that they are uncomfortable with this fic, or the topics in this fic being written about them, I will take it down as soon as I know. Also, this is based off the characters, and not the actual content creators.

CW: Panic attacks Mild injury Mentions of prison Manipulation(but just c!Dream being himself) If I missed one please tell me so I can fix it!

Enjoy the fic!

Fic under cut for anyone who doesn't want to leave tumblr.

And remember, reblogs fuel the writing braincell!

The ding of someone joining a voice call echoed in Ranboos ears

"s- Sam?" The enderboys hand shook over the button that summoned the Warden to the entrance of Pandora's Vault. He was hyper aware of the buzzing purple particles that surrounded his lanky form, and the uncontrollable vwoops and crackles that came from his mouth.

"Ranboo? I told you you weren't allowed to visit the prison anymore. You need to leave. Now." Sam's voice was hard, the voice of a Warden. Ranboo felt a year streak down his face as he choked back a sob. For once his mind was silent.

"I-" Ranboo took a shaky breath. "I don't want to visit, Sam."

"Then why are you here?" Concern glinted through Sam's warden persona, his voice softening ever so slightly. "I know you said you couldn't tell me what's up with you, but I can help Ranboo. It's ok if you need help." Another vwoop mixed with a sob escaped Ranboos throat, and he sunk to the ground in front of the nether portal.

"I- I-" Ranboo couldn't continue, and just squeezed his eyes shut, hoping to stop the tears that boiled his skin as they ran down his face.

"Ok, I'm coming out ok? I'll be there in a second." The boy curled up on the blackstone floor didn't say anything Sam could decipher, but the four armed man vaguely recognized that Ranboo had mumbled something in void. The sound of the nether portal geared up, and Sam walked out of the purple swirls to see the enderman hybrid curled up on the floor vibrating, his jaw slightly unhinged.

"Ranboo? Ranboo, what happened? Why are you here?" The Warden voice was gone now, and Sam could only stare down at the black and white form of a shaking child, concern furrowing his brow.

Ranboo looked up, a scared, no, terrified look etched in his face. Ranboo tried to wipe his tears away, flinching at the pain.

"I-" Ranboo could barely stay sitting up with how hard his body was violently shaking. "I ne- eed to y- you to l- lo- lock me up- p, p- please." More tears spilled out of his eyes, and Sam immediately dropped to the ground at those shaky words. Sam carefully put 2 of his arms behind the shaking figure next to him, trying to offer support. Ranboo flinched at first, not comprehending what Sam was doing. But then he fell back into the arms, letting them hold him up.

"Why would I lock you up? What ever happened with the books you signed doesn't warrant being put in the prison?" Ranboo tensed at the words, but Sam couldn't tell if it was the mention of the books, or the prison that caused Ranboos reaction. "Ranboo, seriously, what's wrong? I promise I won't be upset if something happened." Ranboo just shook his head repeatedly, and pulled his knees closer to his chest.

"You k- know how I have a r- really bad me- memo- memory?" Sam slowly nodded, and Ranboo continued. "Well, I've been hav- having these l- long periods of t- time that I don't remember anything, and and and," Ranboo paused, and took a deep breath. "And my tools have been used, and things are missing, and I don't have anything wr- written down in my memory book." Ranboo looked cautiously at Sam, how nodded gently as if to say 'go on'. Ranboo swallowed.

"A-and I'm, I- I think I've been helping D- Dr- Dream when I'm like that…'' More choked sobs mixed with enderman sounds echoed on the walls, and the vibrating particles buzzed like angry bees in Sam's ears. He could hear his heart beating louder in his chest at Ranboos fearful confession. But Sam pushed down the shock, and tried to comfortingly shush the boy.

"Shhh, Shhhh, it's gonna be ok Ranboo. You obviously didn't want to h-"

"I blew up the community house Sam." Ranboos' voice sounded resigned now, his body and brain exhausted from the panic that still coursed through the kid's body. Sam didn't know what to say, he looked stunned. Sam had been on the server for a long time, longer than most of the people who now inhabited this world. He had memories of the community house, before all the wars, all the chaos and pain and violence that plagued the Dream SMP. When he'd seen it had been blown up, he had to mourn for a bit, mourn the symbol of a more peaceful past.

"And Dream gave me one of Tommy's disks. At- At least that's what Dream told me. Or his voice. I- I don't know what's real anymore anyway." Ranboo said the last sentence in Void, too tired to even notice that he was slipping into his native tongue. Sam retracted his arms, still shocked. Ranboo noticed the loss of support and just laid his head on his knees and closed his eyes, not really caring what happened next.

"Ranboo…" Sam trailed off and they just sat in a tense silence. After a couple seconds Sam shook his head to clear it. "Ranboo, what do you mean Dream's voice?"

"I hear his voice in my head s-sometimes. He usually tells me what I did, where I hid evidence, what I'm doing wr- wrong." Ranboos body was still tense, but he was eerily still and quiet in contrast to how he was a few minutes ago. Then Sam felt Ranboos red and green gaze meet his, urgency in his eyes." Sam, you need to lock me up, I can't be allowed to do anymore harm. I'm too dangerous. Please Sam, please, you have to, it's the only way. I can't stop it on my own, I don't know how." Ranboo was crying again, his face tightening in pain. "...please…" Ranboos' voice cracked, and he hung his head again, not even reacting when Sam carefully wrapped all 4 of his arms protectively around the half enderman.

"I'm not gonna put you in the prison, Ranboo. You're a kid." Sam's voice was tight with anger at Dream, at the server that had told these children that it was somehow their fault, and that their slip ups were worse than all the adults' slip ups.

"But I can't be trusted, I'm going to hurt someone, I can't hurt anyone." Ranboo leaned against Sam anyway, yearning for comfort, even if he thought it was gonna the last time he'd get it.

"There are other ways to make sure you don't do something bad when you black out. We'll figure it out, but I'm not letting you in that prison. You're just a kid." Sam reached around Ranboo and got out his comms. "Is there anyone I can ask to watch you to make sure you don't run off until we figure out a better system? If not I can stay with you for a bit." He looked down at Ranboos split colored hair, the boy curled up in his embrace.

"I don't know, I- I don't want to bother anyone."

"Ok. But you're not bothering anyone, you're asking for help. How about this, you're staying with Techno and Phil in the snow biome right now, right?" Ranboo nodded hesitantly. "I'm going to message them telling them that you're with me, and you might need someone to watch over you for a couple days. We'll figure it out from there, ok?" Ranboo stirred slightly. a soft him of agreement came from the boy, and Sam smiled slightly as he typed out the message to Technoblade and Philza. "You're going to be ok, I'm gonna to help you. You're safe now." Slowly Ranboo dozed off in Sam's arms. After a bit Techno showed up at the prison, looking concerned, even though he still stood with the confidence of a man who could blow up nations without a second thought. The Blades face softened when he saw Ranboo sleeping peacefully in Sam's arms. Sam looked up and smiled.

"Good, you're here, my arms were going numb." Sam joked quietly, then he carefully stood up softly shook the enderboys shoulder to wake him up. Ranboo blinked as he tried to wake up, but he was still exhausted and sleepy.

"Sam? What's happening?" Sam smiled.

"Technos here to take you home, is that ok? Ranboo nodded, and stumbled over to Techno, and leaned his tall frame against the pigmans slightly shorter one.

"Keep an eye on him, ok? Things just got more complicated, and he doesn't deserve to be put through anymore then he already has." Sam looked worriedly at Ranboo, who was already falling asleep on Technos shoulder.

"Uhh, ok?" Techno looked confused, but carefully lead Ranboo away from the prison to the nether portal that's would take them home. Sam watched them go, then turned around and re-entered the prison, his face hardening as he made his way to the center of the prison. He needed to have another chat with Dream.

#ranboo #awesamdude #ranboo fanfic #awesamdude fanfic #dream smp #dsmp #angst #fluff #hurt / comfort #fanfic #ao3 #my writing #fanfiction #dsmp fanfic #dream smp fanfiction #pls reblog!

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a-rqbb1t-m4sk · 3 years

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HAHA

i DUNNO WHY I START THINGS OFF LIKE THAT I JUST DO

ITS KINDA A HABIT REALLY

NoT THE POINT OF MY POST

ALSO IGNORE THE CAPS LOCK

ANYWAYS RANDOM IDEA I THOUGHT oF WHEN I WOKE UP THIS MORNING AND BARELY REMEmbered JUST NOW

YALL KNOW HOW TECHNOBLADE SAYS HE NEVER DIES

WELL WHAT IF iTS LEsS THAT HE HAS A REPUTATION TO UPHoLD

LIKE WHAT IF HES MAKING A PROMISE TO HIMSELF THAT HE WONT DIE

LIKE HES A PIGman THINGY AND EACH TIME HE LOSES A CANON LIFE HE STARTS TO ROT A LITTLE BIT

AND THE REASON HE DOESNT WANT TO DIE IS BECAUSE HE KNOWS THAT WHEN HE DIES AND STARTS ROTTING LIKE A ZOMBIE PIGMAN HE'LL LOOSE STRENGth CaUSE I DONT THINk ROTTINg CORPSES ARE VERY STRONG.

AND WHEN HE LOsES ALL CANON LIVES AND IS A GHOST HE IS EITHER A SKELETON OF A pIG OR A DECOMPOSED PIGMAN LIke MICHEAL_BELOVED.

also ignore tHe random lowercases

#c!techno #dream smp #dsmp headcanons #headcanon #techno headcanons

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square-blunt · 3 years

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I wanna fight for what we got 'cause I believe in family.

So @savvyart101 remember when you said you wanted more Ram family dynamic bullshit and that gave me brain rot so I wrote this for you-

Tw- Reference to abandonment, a minor anxiety attack, shitty parents, the usual Wc: 1489 AO3 link: in case it works better for you <3

Tubbo is standing, shivering, in the pouring rain.

It's one, maybe two in the morning, and he didn't know why he hadn't just stayed in Snowchester. Couldn't this just have waited until the morning? She wouldn't be awake anyways. He should just turn around and get back in bed with his husband, worry about his son, and go to sleep.

Why was he here? Standing in the pouring fucking rain?

He knew why. He knew why he couldn't wait. He knew why he couldn't sleep, he knew why he hadn't been sleeping. It's because of what he didn't know. Something he hoped she could tell him.

He knows why he's standing in the pouring rain.

Tubbo wants to know how to be a dad.

A good one. One that won't leave his son in a cardboard box on the side of the road. One that won't take over the nation he gave his life for and then execute him. One that won't kill the man he gave his life for and then blow up that nation.

He's standing in the pouring rain, in front of a home, housing a dad who's done none of that.

Tubbo is standing, shivering, in front of Puffy's door.

A knock.

A light.

A bang, and a curse.

A sound of locks moving.

A door opening.

Puffy appears, hair in complete disarray, and a worried look on her face- that softens when she sees Tubbo.

"Tubbo-"

"I'm cold." Tubbo says, not meeting her gaze.

"That's what I was gonna say, come in, come in" Puffy pulls Tubbo into a half hug, a hand lightly squeezing his shoulder.

Puffy pulls him away from the pouring rain.

"How long have you been out there, kiddo?" Puffy says, grabbing her coat off the hanger and wrapping it around his shoulders.

"How do you be a dad? A good one?" Tubbo asks, reaching out and catching Puffy's hand.

Puffy doesn't answer right away. Instead she navigates them to a couch, and sits them down, bringing Tubbo into a better hug, rubbing his back.

"I- I honestly couldn't tell you. You definitely shouldn't take after me- I'm mean Foolish-" Puffy begins.

"Those were things you couldn't control, but he forgave you and he still sees you as a parent- how do I do that? How do I not fuck it up? How do I be there for him no matter what? How do I protect him from things that can't be killed? How do I not be like them? Puffy, how? All I've known were… my birth parents left me, Puffy. They abandoned me. I got picked up by Phil, you saw how that turned out- I'm trying- I want to be a better father than them. I'm trying to be a better son- I'm giving Phil a second chance and I want to give-" Tubbo stops himself. His eyes sting, he tastes salt. "I want to give Schlatt a second chance. If somehow, he ever comes back, I want to give him a second chance. But that doesn't change the fact that-"

"He's not the best example-"

"You are. I want to be what they weren't. I want to be what you are. What you are to Foolish, what you are to Tommy, what you are to me? I want to give my son golden apples when he fights God, yknow?" Tubbo laughs a little, so does Puffy.

"Yeah, those didn't really help in hindsight-" Puffy says.

"But they did. Puffy, they might not have helped in the physical sense, but when you went out of your way to get us those- that showed me that people still cared. Despite everything, they still cared. If I didn’t make it back, you’d mourn me. You, out of almost everyone else on the server, were one of the only people to mourn Tommy. You took the time to gather his favorite block- you took the time to know what his favorite block even was! You took the time to get to know Tommy, to know what his favorite block was- you saw more in him than what everyone else painted him up to be! You did what hardly anyone else did. You cared about him, you showed everyone that you cared. Puffy, how do i fucking do that? How do I be like you, and care enough about my son that i don’t fucking throw him out like he’s nothing. Like he’s useless, worthless, unwanted- Puffy, how do I make him feel wanted? How do I.. not be like that?"

“You don’t give up. Tubbo, something that I’ve noticed about you- you’re special. You’ve got that… that thing. That spark. That light- you don’t give up. On people, on projects- on anything. You don’t give up on the things you create. Snowchester. You never gave up on it. You wanted to build a safe haven and that’s exactly what it is. You didn’t give up on it and look at it- it’s thriving, it’s thriving because you never gave up on it. L’manburg. Even though it took two of your lives you never gave it up-”

“But-”

“I know, ‘But, Puffy, it’s a crater’ it was never a place. Tubbo, L’manburg was never just a plot of land, a few buildings and a set of rules, Tubbo, L’manburg was never a place. It was a bond. You’ve never given up on L’manburg. You’ve never given up on that bond between you and Tommy- hell, Eret, Niki, Jack, Fundy- even Wilbur- you’ve never given up on that bond. You knew- you were smart enough to know that if you built L’manburg back up again it would just get torn right back down- you knew what was best for it. But you never gave up on the true L’manburg. You never gave up on the bonds you created. Bonds- you just said that you’re giving Phil a second chance- you’re willing to give Schlatt a second chance- you haven’t given up on them. That’s what makes you different from them. You don’t give up. You never will. That’s how to be a good dad. You don’t give up on your kid. Even if they get rowdy and rambunctious- even if they do something bad- don’t- don’t give up on them. There are exceptions, but for the most part. Don’t give up on them. That’s rule one. Don’t give up. Rule two… Use your experience to help prepare him. You, and Ranboo, have both been through a lot. Make sure you give as much advice to Michael as you can. Even if you're just learning it, make sure he’s prepared. Rule three, support him through anything. Even if it isn’t the best idea, sometimes letting him have that experience is the best. You don’t get calloused hands if you have never been in a sword fight. But make sure you’re on the sidelines cheering him on- and always have a regen pot just in case. Rule four, don’t be afraid of change. I know, letting him kill his first zombie will be absolutely terrifying, but he’s a growing… boy? Zombie-pigman boy. He’s a growing Zombie-pigman boy. He’s going to change. You can always change with him. And rule five, don’t kill him or blow up his nation- no, I’m just kidding- I’m kidding- rule five. Know when you need help and don’t be afraid to ask for it. You’ve already got this rule down easy, but it’s a good thing to remember. Another good thing to remember- I will always be here for you. Me, Eret, Foolish- we’re gonna be here for you. Til the fucking end we’re gonna be here for you. I am so fucking proud of how far you’ve come. I’m so grateful that you see me as- that you see me the way you do. I’m so unbelievably grateful that you see me the way you do. I care about you so much, and I want you to know how proud and how grateful I am that you’ve come to me. I swear to fucking Church Prime if I ever see your birth parents I will kill them-” Puffy laughs.

“Promise?” Tubbo mumbles, having pushed his forehead into Puffy’s shoulder.

“Well, maybe not kill them- bitch slap, yes, but killing them might be a little too far.” Puffy squeezes Tubbo’s hand. “Do you want me to walk you home- it’s still dark out.”

“Yeah, I’m really tired, too, I would probably take a wrong turn somewhere.” Tubbo yawns, shifting deeper into Puffy’s coat. Puffy, in turn, fixes the coat so it sits comfortably around Tubbo’s face.

Tubbo rubs his eyes with the back of his hand, finally tired after a week of sleepless nights, and follows Puffy out the door.

He remembers Puffy helping him up the ladder.

He remembers her singing a lullaby.

He remembers what he noticed as they walked out the door.

The rain had stopped.

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