#ranboo x you

[sunshine-on-marz]

JEALOUS RANBOO AND WILBUR (seperate) x FEM!READER. ITS A NEEEEDDDDD.

Ok so I really hope I do this ask justice

(I added Tommy and Jschlatt bc they’re my sillies)

Wilbur〞

-He’s not a super jealous person person

-Lies^

-He’s more scared that someone will be better than him

-Which is dumb

-Because he’s so boyfriend

-So when an (admittedly handsome) guy starts flirting with you

-He’s quick to walk over and justly kiss the top of your head and introduce himself

- “I’m Wilbur, their boyfriend. Who are you?”

-His voice almost shakes but he pulls it together

-He needs lots of extra cuddles that nights

Ranboo〞

-This guy is another not jealous but just scared one

-They just want you to be happy

-But they’re really scared that it won’t be THEM making you happy

-So when you’re laughing and smiling with some guy he doesn’t know he suddenly gets quiet.

-Stops mid sentence with Aimsey

-Texts you a quick “can you come see?”

-You happily walk over and they kiss your cheek

-The guy you’d been talking too immediately walks off to some girl across the room when he sees you with who you’re clearly dating

-Then it all clicks to you so you’re glued to ranboo all night and everyone is happy

Tommy〞

-This dude doesn’t get scared he just gets sad

-Walks over and asks you “who’s this?” with the biggest puppy eyes and it breaks your heart

-“It’s just my friend Tom, [Friend] this is my boyfriend, Tommy, Tommy this is [friend]”

-Then he’s fine

-But he does stay next to you for the rest of the night

Jschlatt〞

-Ohhh this guy

-He’s more possessive if anything

-He trusts you more than he trusts himself

-He knows you wouldn’t cheat

-But he still doesn’t like his partner getting flirted with, because who does?

-So when someone from the staff at the creator party you’re at gets a bit to comfortable Schlatt is fast to step in

-“Hey toots, who’s he?”

-^Said in the worlds snarkiest voice

-Hands grabbing your hips and chin on your head as he smirks at the guy

-You, being oblivious to the man’s real intentions, smile and introduce the men to each other.

-Schlatt won’t lead you away from the guy, infact, he encourages you two to keep taking

-But he stays put right behind you

-Starring daggers at the man

-So the conversation ends rather quick 

——————

I fear I may have gotten carried away at the end there

#dsmp #dsmpblr #dsmp x reader #dsmp x gender neutral reader #writing #tommyinnit #tommyinnit x reader #ranboo #tommyinnit x you #tommyinnit x y/n #ranboo x you #ranboo x y/n #ranboo x reader #ranboolive #wilbur x y/n #wilbur x reader #wilbur x you #wilbur soot x you #wilbur soot x y/n #wilbur soot x reader #jschlatt x reader #jschlatt x you #jschlatt x y/n #jschlatt #schlatt

[modelbus]

Please please please do a part 2 for Cut Chaos…maybe where she sees the others out and about and it’s a awkward until they get around to why she wasn’t subtly push out? I honestly don’t know, I just want to see where it goes…

I got so many asks for a part 2, you are the chosen one I shall write it to. Hopefully this lives up to the first one!

Read part 1! And Part 3?

Pairing(s): cc!Ranboo, cc!Tubbo, cc!Wilbur and cc!Tommy x Fem!Reader (Platonic)

Cut Chaos Part 2

Somehow, going to the store had become your nemesis. Wallowing in self-pity felt like a much better way to spend your time, but even you could acknowledge that you needed to buy things eventually.

The reason why you tried to minimize going was simple: you didn’t want to see them.

What would happen? Part of you wasn’t sure if you could face the rejection in real life. The blow had been softened—although barely—by the digital world. If you tried hard enough, you could pretend that your phone broke and that’s why they never contact you.

Tommy’s birthday came and went, and you sent a gift through the mail. Too afraid of the boy to even have the decency to leave it on his doorstep, while too caught up in what you’ve lost to not give something.

You signed the card with love and your name, leaving the comma out. You didn’t regret it until it was too late, until the card had been sealed.

If you saw him at the store, would he acknowledge that? Or would it just be another thing on a list that he ignored about you?

If you were the count the number of times you’ve thought about them, perhaps you’d be counting forever. The store, the first time, nearly made you cry.

It’s a strange feeling, having then not having. Being in the sun, only to have clouds suddenly yanked over it as a downpour begins. The m&m yogurt reminded you of them, the twin snake gummy worms. Even the teal of a sign had made you stop in your tracks.

You were pathetic, honestly. But you were mourning something you weren’t even sure that you ever had.

So, the store. Your new foe, the newest nemesis in the battle of memories. Checkouts beeped in the rhythm of heartbeats you’re terrified of forgetting, shoppers talked in low tones you used to know.

Today, it was raining out. It had only just started when you got inside the store, thank God, but it meant your walk home would be a wet one. You didn't live too far though, so it wouldn't be that bad.

The door opens next to you, where you're looking at the strangely large selection of stuffed animals. One would go well with your setup, really.

You glance over your shoulder, a curtesy glance really, and do a doubly take at the four figures darkening the doorstep. Figuratively, although three are tall as fuck and cast shadows.

A black and white mask. Blue eyes. Fluffy brown hair. Fluffy brown hair times two.

Oh, shit.

You stare at Ranboo, Tommy, Wilbur, and Tubbo for one second, then two. Tubbo sweeps his gaze over the store, pausing when he lands on you.

“Oh.”

The first words they speak to you in ages, and it’s Tubbo saying “oh.” A truly inspiring start to a conversation.

“Hey. I didn’t know you guys came here.” You say around the dryness in your mouth. Swallowing, you try to force air into your lungs.

“We don’t.” Wilbur answers. “Not usually, we’re just—“

“Filming.” Tommy finishes, holding up his camera.

Right.

It’s one thing to see it online, but it’s a whole different level of pain to witness it in front of you. The split in the ground between you and them is almost visible. Almost.

“Oh.” And now you’re the one with the lame response. “Well. Enjoy that, I guess.”

“Wait.” Wilbur says, reaching out, because of course it’s Wilbur to do this to you. “How have you been? It’s- it’s been a while.”

And who, you want to ask, is at fault for that? Who would be taking the blame? Because by the way Ranboo couldn’t meet your eyes, you’re certain you all know.

”Do you want the honest answer, or the answer that’ll make it so you all can go to bed tonight peacefully?” You ask passively, because fuck.

They fucking left you. No, they did far worse than that. They ruined you.

You turn away, heading to the checkout. They follow you.

“What do you guys want? Ditching me once wasn’t enough? You need to put salt in the wound?”

“Hey, we didn’t mean to hurt your feelings or—“ Tommy begins, but you don’t let him finish.

“Well you did! You left me behind! How did you think I’d feel?”

“…nothing?” Tubbo suggests.

“What?”

“You were using us.” Wilbur crosses his arms, staring at you. Ranboo hovers awkwardly behind him.

“What the hell are you talking about?” Your eyebrows furrow, and then it hits you.

The rumors. They believed the fucking rumors. Out of everything that’s happened, this might be worse than them leaving in the first place. The very people you thought knew you best. Turns out that was a lie just like everything else when it came to them these past few months.

“I would never—“ Your gaze shifts to Ranboo, easily the most awkward looking person here. “Ranboo, you’ve been where I am. You know damn well what it’s like to be friends with people who have more fans than you, and you know the hate that comes with that. But you also know that you never once used the people around you, because they’re your fucking friends.” You pause. “Why wouldn’t you believe that of me? I thought you guys fucking knew me.”

“Hey!” Tommy exclaims. “We do know you! It’s just…” He glances at Wilbur for help with the statement.

“Just that sometimes you do what you think you need to protect yourself.” Wilbur finishes.

“You could’ve talked to me.” You say quietly, voice breaking. “It could’ve been fixed if any of you just talked to me.”

This was your catharsis. These thoughts have been swirling in your head for so long, too long. As you glance around at the four people you used to find comfort in, each in vary degrees of awkward-ashamed, your heart breaks.

You move to pay, but Wilbur beats you to it.

“I’m having fun with Genloss.” Ranboo announces suddenly and loudly.

Everyone’s heads snap to him, and he shifts slightly but doesn’t back down. He just nods, confirming what was just said.

“I’m filming a documentary.” Tubbo adds. “It’s long. But fun.”

Were they rubbing it in? Just how much they were fine without you? It didn’t seem like something they’d do. But then again, you couldn’t exactly claim to know them anymore.

“My live shows are fucking awesome. Weird as hell, but… awesome.” Tommy chimes in.

“What’ve you been up to? Other than playing packing games.” Wilbur grins, a joke. He watched when you played packing games?

“Nothing.” You admit. It feels like confessing that you’re hopeless without them.

“Are you guys going to move?” Someone asks from behind you.

You scramble to grab your bag, and the five of you exit the store before you can piss any other shoppers off.

“I think what we’re trying to say is we’re sorry.” Wilbur says once you’re all outside, huddled together under the small awning to avoid the rain.

“Yeah.” Tubbo nods emphatically.

“We just… didn’t know what to do when we heard the rumors. It’s not an excuse.”

“And it was really shitty of us.” Tommy adds.

“You guys knew me, you should’ve known I’d never use any of you.” Your words sound more like a beg than anything else. What are you begging for? Your friends back?

“Know.” Wilbur corrects. “We know you.”

You meet his eyes for a second before swallowing and looking away.

“Oh. Hey, don’t cry.” Ranboo rushes to say, patting your shoulder.

Christ. The action forces a laugh out of you, even as your eyes burn.

“Wilbur! You made her cry!” Tommy exclaims, turning to him.

“I didn’t mean to!”

“I know what will make her feel better.” He declares, before shoving Wilbur out into the rain.

“Tommy! That’s not how you deal with things!” Tubbo scolds.

“Your turn then!”

You laugh, even as Tommy turns to you with an evil grin. You manage to drag Ranboo out into the rain with you, immediately getting soaked to your very bones. It’s a warm rain though, a welcome rain.

For the first time in a long time, you’re genuinely having fun.

“Tommy!” Wilbur yells, reaching out for the blond boy.

“I’ve got the camera, Wil! Can’t get wet!”

Chaos squad. This was chaos, and this was the five of you. You were back home.

#dsmp #mcyt #mcyt imagine #tommyinnit x reader #tommyinnit x you #wilbur soot x reader #wilbur soot x you #ranboo x reader #ranboo x you #tubbo x reader #tommyinnit #wilbur soot #tubbo #ranboo

[louscartridge]

dating ranboo hdcns

i do not give permission for my fics to be posted claiming to be yours, translated, or posted on another platform without credit. 

cw- mentions of mental heath being shit

you wear his clothes all the time bc they’re all so big and for the most part casual 

your own clothes? nah. his.

you love wearing them, he loves when you wear them. its a win win.

loves holding your hand

high fives you and then catches your hand in the high five so now your holding hands

he holds it when hes streaming alot and make little designs with his thumb on it.

sometimes he forgets hes holding it, so if he dies or something and throws his arms up your arm goes ~ with his

is really dramatic about it at first, saying he ‘couldve dislocated your shoulder’

if your out to eat or ordering he’ll always get what you get

“ran what do you want?”

“whatever you get love”

writes you notes alot

so like if your sleeping and he has to leave or stream or something 

you wake up with a little sticky note next to you 

you’d never tell him but you keep every single one 

you have a drawer in your nightstand just full of notes hes written for you

he also writes things on your mirror so you dont forget to do it

if your shorter then him you wash dishes so he doesnt have to (as a tall person i can say washing dishes fr hurts)

hes more of a protective boyfriend then jealous

if someone is trying to flirt with you or something he’ll just stand behind you, listening to the convo

he trusts you and also knows you can take care of yourself but sometimes overthinks

what ifs suck

if the person really isnt getting the hint hell rap his arms around you and lay his head on your shoulder from behind and makes an excuse to leave

“toby texted me and said hes at the house already”

is really understanding if your mental health is shit

helps you clean your room

sometimes he writes on your mirror, more things like ‘try to have all the clothes picked up off your floor by the end of the week’

but if you feel like that puts pressure on you or something he wont

if you ask him to wash your hair he’ll quickly say yes.

turns the shower on and just has you kneel over the tub so your under the shower and washes your hair like that so its not as much work for you

please paint his nails

yk the stream that aimsey and niki do his nails? hes like that but not at the same time.

hes alot less marty with you then he was with amsey 

though he would still be joking 

its kinda just another excuse to hold hands with you tbh

you let him choose the color

he lets you choose a color to put on his middle finger tho

“ahh you did such a good job! oh my god, thank you :D”

he LOVES to pick out/make outfits for you 

like even if its not with his clothes

hes just finds it really fun

especially does it when your traveling and he cant go with you

 he just packs all the clothes for you 

thinks youll be thinking of him even more bc your wearing something he made (as if you wouldnt be thinking of him the entire time?)

he’ll spend like an hour rummaging through your closet, every now and then finding things of his

“this is where this went!” “did you take this from me?” “how do i still have clothes of my own?!”

when karl lends ranboo a ring and he wears it your playing with his hands even more belive it or not

spinning the ring around

when you first do it he doesnt know if your ok

he gently grabs your hand making you stop

he softly says ‘hey, you alright?’

you were embarrassed at first but once you told him you were alright he lifts your hand up and kisses it then puts it back down letting you continue

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[sardonic-the-writer]

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐀𝐭 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐁𝐨𝐲𝐬 𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐖𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐈𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞

↳ notes: just wanted to do something in honor of sorry boys going on hiatus. this is entirely based on their last video so watch that to understand the silly headcanon time. cc!wilbur likers will be blocked by the way, thanks. get out of here

↳ warnings: none. just the four members here. four original, and only, members of sorry boys. no one else

↳ song: campus—vampire weekend

masterlist | commissions | carrd

• You'd think that an afternoon shift at a trampoline park would be easy; especially on the down days. Hanging around the snack bar with your employees, blowing whistles at loud kids, and keeping whatever was left in the lost and found bin became something of a daydream to you upon first getting hired

• It was a better alternative to the fast food joint you had worked previously at a crazed food van—you'd rather do anything but that after quitting

• Your first tip that things weren't going to be that easy should have been the camera crew that shuffled in on your second week, lead in part by a blonde guy with a stack of pre-signed waivers in his hand

• "What's up with that?" You turned to your only other coworker at the hour, a lanky guy with a mask and fluffed up hair. You thought you remember his name starting with an R or something along the lines of that, but mostly you referred to him as 'dude' or 'hey you.' He never felt the need to correct you, so you just never stopped

• "Oh yeah." He'd responded with a tired voice while barely even looking around. "Uh, we have a group that comes in every few days and rents out the place. I've seen them bouncing around, and I'm not really sure they're, uh, stable I guess you could say."

• Glancing down from the reception desk and to the play floor below, you caught a glimpse of the three others he spoke of, one being the blonde kid from earlier, surrounded by a few cameras and doing some rather weak jump moves. One in a red fat suit fell over at one point and refused to get up as he rolled around on the floor whining

• "Er," You took a step out of the reception desk area as you pointed a finger down at the scene. "Shouldn't one of us be down there? Supervising, and all that." You neglected to mention that one of the men looked old enough to be your father and should probably be mediating them

• For a moment you thought your coworker would shrug and tell you to go on, but he just sighed and grabbed his whistle like a weary office worker preparing for a morning round

• "At least this time I won't be alone." He looked at you. The eyebags under his eyes made you feel like he'd done this a lot more than he'd ever wanted to, despite only being at work a few weeks more than you

• The next few minutes went by fine. You were mostly ignored by the two fellows in fat suits as they proceeded to say 'dude' and 'bro' far too much, and was only offered a high five by the same blonde— Tungo you now knew. At one point the cameramen pulled you and the other worked over for a small interview, the likes of which you seemed to enjoy more than him

• The first time either of you really had to step in was when the red fat suit one delved into his shell, yelling something about yoinking his pork

• "Chungus? Chungo?" You managed to say his name without somehow laughing. "Please don't do that. We're gonna have some problems if you continue to."

• As Chounce popped his head out like a cartoon character to look at you, you offered a wobbly smile, and was severely relieved when he finally brought his hands out of his suit to cross them

• "For the record dude I wasn't even pulling my plug." He frowned, having the decency to look midly embarrassed. "I was just thinking about my feelings, bro."

• You got a thankful look from your fellow employee at your successful endeavors

• The both of you continued to watch as a competition between Chounce and Tungo occurred, eventually somehow turning into a fight between them as the self proclaimed Master Za watched

• In reality, you were pretty sure their real names all aligned somewhere along the lines of Tommy Charlie and Phil, if the signatures on their wavers spoke for anything, but none of them seemed to call each other anything but nonsense

• At one point, you were compelled enough by the entertainment to purchase a bag of popcorn from the snack desk, earning a look at disappointment from your coworker as he saw

• "Please don't encourage them." He dragged a hand down his face, careful not to knock his mask off

• "I don't think it'd matter if I did or didn't." You smiled through a mouthful. "Just look at 'em." You waved at the kid zone they'd all migrated too in the last hour or two, currently kissing Master Za on the face as he yelped in protest

• "Wait." Your hand lowered slowly as you blinked. "That's not allowed—"

• The two of you took off in their direction, using your whistles for what felt like the hundredth time that day as you ran

• By the time closing hours came around, it was dark enough outside to make you yawn. It took a significant amount of convincing to get the three of them, mostly Chounce, to leave and stop bouncing, but it eventually worked with a few well placed bribes. Namely, handfuls from your unfinished chip bag from earlier

• "You weren't all that bad! Not a wrong'un after all." Tungo eventually confided in you in front of everyone as you went to close up, looking strangely proud about such a mediocre compliment. You grinned at him anyways, finding him to be one of the saner ones throughout the whole ordeal

• "Maybe next time I could judge a match of yours, yeah?" You offered as you thumbed through the cash in the register

• "Please do not encourage them." A familiar voice from outside sounded for the second time that day, making you suck air between your teeth in an attempt not to snort with laughter

• "And remember to check the bathrooms before you leave. One of them likes to hide in them after we close."

• "Sorry, what—"

• You ended up having to drag Chounce out bt his ankles that night and into Master Za's car so he could get home

• "You know what? It's still better than the food truck."

#the sorry boys #sorry boys #tommyinnit #tommyinnit x reader #tommyinnit x you #tommyinnit x y/n #charlie slimecicle #charlie slimesicle x reader #charlie slimecicle x you #charlie slimecicle x y/n #ranboo #ranboo x reader #ranboo x you #ranboo x y/n #philza minecraft #philza minecraft x reader #philza minecraft x you #philza minecraft x y/n #mcyt #mcyt x reader #mcyt x you #mcyt x y/n #the sorry boys x reader #x reader #headcanons

[disturbed-and-depressed]

Y/n: I still have no idea how I’m attracted to you...

Ranboo: Yeah, well, you’re stuck with me, and no take backs, honey.

#dream smp #dream smp x reader #dream smp x y/n #dream smp x you #dream smp incorrect quotes #ranboo x reader #ranboo imagine #ranboo x y/n #ranboo x you #mcyt x y/n #mcyt x reader

[jubiilee13]

SO SORRY TO WHOEVER ASKED FOR THIS I ACCIDENTALLY DELETED THE POST WITH THE REQUEST-

The request was “can you write bench trio with a super cuddly reader?”

This kinda turned into cuddling headcannons sorry qwq

But I had so much fun writing this :]

So here we go :D

—

Tommy

I feel like Tommy would be SUPER awkward at first when it comes to physical affection

He’d be like 🧍🏼

But after a while he would ease into it

It may take him a while but once he is used to it? Oh boy don’t even get me started-

He’s just as cuddly as you

He HAS to be touching you in some was at all times

Whether it be an arm around your waist or shoulder, your hand in his, or even just interlocking pinkies.

If he's not able to touch you for some reason he'll be very sad

He still gets super flustered whenever you just come up and hug him out of nowhere

He's a blushing mess but if anyone points it out he completely denies it

"Are you blushing?"

"WhAt? nO?!"

Its very funny watching him try and deny it actually

He also LOVES LOVES LOVES cuddles

i think you two probably cuddle like this

he just likes to face you totally not because he likes to admire your face and press tiny kisses to your forehead while your sleeping

overall i feel like you and Tommy would be very good cuddle buddies

11/10

Tubbo

oh my gosh tubbo tubbo tubbo

He would be so happy to have someone just as clingy as him

When he begins to realise how cuddly you are he’s like “:0”

Cuddles 24/7

I feel like he’d be a personal heater

Which may be a problem when cuddling in the summer time but who cares, cuddles are cuddles

He’s definitely love laying his head on your chest when you two are laying down

He likes to hear your heart beat

Also he loves loves LOVES holding your hand

I also think he would just melt if you ever fiddled/played with his fingers

Like if you two are sitting down on the couch watching a movie or something and his arm is around your shoulder

And then you just play gently with his fingers without even realising it

He would be like “hahahehwjdjekskjdj I love you I love you I love you”

He would also go absolutely CRAZY if you play with his hair

Like if his head is on your chest and you just bring your hands up to play with his hair- oml

He would breakdown with tears of happiness on the spot

Also you cannot tell me you two would cuddle like this

Yeah you two are so cuddly and cute it makes me so happy just thinking about it

Overall he loves how cuddly you are

Ranboo

I feel like ranboo himself wouldn’t be very cuddly

But that doesn’t mean he wouldn’t ADORE the fact that you are

He thinks it’s so cute whenever you shyly ask him for a hug, or ask him if you can hold his hand

He’s about to melt into a puddle on the floor it makes him so happy-

OH AND YOU KNOW THOSE PHOTOS OF HIM HOLDING/CARRYING AIMSEY

SHSHSHSHS THATS SO WHAT HE WOULD DO TO YOU AS WELL

Like you two could be walking down the street or something and you made a comment about your legs being tired-

You’re immediately being swept off of your feet

He would carry you anywhere with 0 hesitation

Also I feel like he would adore giving you piggy back rides just for fun

Since he’s so tall whenever you two hug you are just kind of absorbed into his chest

Unlike Tubbo tho i have a feeling he would be super cold all the time

Like if you two were cuddling he would probably slip his hands under your shirt to warm them up

Chilly man

He would also just love holding you

Idk why he just would

Like just this shshshshsh I can’t even today-

I’m so touch starved I cannot deal with this, but Ranboo is very happy with a cuddly reader :)

#mcyt x reader #ranboo x reader #tommyinnit x you #tommyinnit x y/n #tommyinnit x reader #tubbo x reader #tubbo x you #tubbo x y/n #Ranboo x you #ranboo x y/n

[lanaxoxoxoxoxox]

SO. ANOTHER. steal my girl by 1D.

this could probably be fem!reader

ranboo and reader have known eachother since they were about 15/16, and he's ALWAYS loved her. ALWAYS. once they finally start dating, maybe once they're both 17/18, ranboo starts steaming, chat says stuff along the lines of "y/n could do better" or "she deserves better than ranboo fr" or "i could get y/n EASY" so ranboo goes out of his way to say "no one can steal my girl, nor does she even WANT any of you." SOMETHIN ALONG THOSE LINES!!

literally SCREAMED at this bro , you have no idea

, my girl !!

☆ ranboo x fem!reader

warnings: she/her pronouns, fem reader, chat being a dick, protective ran (drives me crazy /pos), ran + y/n are both 19 in this fic, ran's pov entire fic ☽

☆ a/n: utterly obsessed with this ask !! lovely @heiijoy actually sent me a whole bunch of other amazing fic ideas in our messagesand i was screaming and giggling and kicking my feet the entire time !! yall dont know how excited am i abt being able to write this and have such amazing moots oml

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ranboo pov

I've always admired Y/n. I did then, and I still do.

Since I first saw her at the locker next to me in sophomore year, something just, clicked inside of me. At first, I originally saw her as a locker-hallway crush only, until classes got changed due to a teacher leaving. Suddenly, the hallway-locker crush turned into same-classes crush. For some odd reason, the teachers would also often pair us in the same partners and groups, and we would sit near or next to each other sometimes. I kind of just played it off as pure luck on my part.

I would see y/n in about 90% of my classes, but we were assigned permanent partners one day in English for the rest of the year. I got to talk way more to her in class, and we even hung out a few times. I eventually did get her number and we started to hang out more, but not just for study sessions. We eventually had a really strong friendship, but I still admired her.

Time skip, but one of my friends who was dating y/n's best friend told me that y/n actually liked me back, and she had for a while. At first I didn't believe him, until y/n texted me to meet up at the stargazing hill we always went to and told me she liked me.

After that, we started dating. I started my Twitch and YouTube around then, and started blowing up very quickly. Y/n was always there to support me and what I wanted to do, and I was eventually invited to the Dream SMP, which also quickly raised my following and reputation even more. When I got an invitation from Toby and Tommy to meet them in the UK, Y/n also came with me. She's always been at my side, streamer or not.

present day

"'Just Talking streams never end well'? Damn, you guys are mean!" I said, laughing and flipping off the camera.

I spinned my chair slightly to the left, focusing my eyes on the other monitor that showed StreamLabs and the chat. I scanned my eyes over the chat, and a few messages caught my eye.

user4531: hi everyone!

user78787877: y/n could do better tbh

ranboofan69: @user78787877 frrr she deserves more than ranboo

rainbow4eva: i love your shirt!

socoolfan: @ranboofan69 yeah i could get y/n SO EASY bro

I sighed loudly enough for the microphone to pick up. I looked back over to chat and saw moderators turn off chat to send a warning message and put it chat onto "emotes only" mode.

I laughed. "The fact some of you guys are so confident in stealing y/n from me is actually very funny." I stared into the webcam. "Y/n is my girl, nor does she even want any of you all."

Let's just say y/nboo and that clip was trending on Twitter for a little while.

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kinda a short but fic but i hope u guys liked !! thanks @heiijoy for the lovely req <3

please support me by liking, following, replying or reblogging! my inbox is currently CLOSED, so no requests for the time being or they will be deleted. thank you!

love u all mwah xoxoxox

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[whoseravenwrites]

"Are you okay, love ?"

A/N : this is my first ranboo fic because I like them a lot :]

tw: anxiety, fnaf (idk, just to be sure yk) (let me know if I should add more)

cc!ranboo x cc!gn!reader

word count: 325

my masterlist

You were playing FNAF, even tho chat told you many times that this game had a lot of jumpscare and screamers, you went for it anyways.

You were panicking at every black screen but you loved the adrenaline that it gaves so you were just playing,

Ranboo heard you screaming many times, each time checking your stream to see if you were actually ok.

At one point he started to worry about your vocal chords and came in your streaming room to help you.

"Y/n, not that I trust you into beating this game but do you need help ?"

You were shaking because of the last jumpscares that sent you chills down your spine.

"Yes Ran, please, it’s so scary"

He pulled the other chair next to yours.

"okay, so, you’ve progressed well !" they said, you could see their smile through his mask.

You smiled back, his hands went on the mouse, on top of yours and his eyes locked onto the game.

"okay so you have to do that" they said, you were so focused on the game that didn’t even noticed that his hands gently slide from his tigh to yours, they were trying to calm you after noticing your shaky legs.

He turned the mic off for a seconds.

"love, are you okay ? if this game stress you too much you can still do something else you know" they said, a worried tone in his voice.

"Don’t worry Ran, it’s just the normal anxiety, it’s okay" you answered, reassuring them enough for him to turn back the mic on.

"You can play now, I’m gonna go in the living room if you need me" he said, starting to stand up.

"Can you stay with me please ? just for this game" you said in an almost begging voice.

"Okay I’m staying" he said, poorly hiding the fact that he was happy to see you wanted them to stay.

#ranboo #ranboo x reader #ranboo x you #ranboo x y/n #cc!ranboo #cc!reader #ranboo mcyt #ranboo fanfic #ranboo fanfiction #writing🐦‍⬛

[milqueandsugar]

Could you make a Ranboo or really any one I guess x reader where the reader is a shy touch starved person? Also I've never used Tumblr before so sorry if I'm bad at this lol

🏵 Your Tea Is Ready 🏵

Warnings: None

Genre: Fluff

| RanbooXTouch Starved! Reader |

I reckon him and Tubbo as both pretty affectionate people, just by like habit

When people just like drop dead sometimes you get real close with those you cherish

Of course you eat this all up

Neither one of you talk about it at first, but it's very obvious that you guys are practically joined at the hip

Maybe he leans his head against yours

Maybe you link arms when walking

Or he uses you as an arm rest

He's thought about bringing it up, but why would he

He likes being close with you, you clearly like it

Why drag up the past just to hurt your feelings

So instead, he squeezes your hand a little tighter sometimes, and life carries on

You continue to be dumb and dumber at each other's sides, he helps you out of your shell a bit, just enough for you to take his hand on your own accord, and you brighten his day just a little bit more

An inseparable pair truly

#no worries hun! #dsmp x reader #mcyt x reader #mcyt x y/n #dsmp imagine #mcyt x you #dsmp x you #platonic ranboo x reader #ranboo x you #ranboo x y/n #ranboo x reader

[canonically-a-genloser]

Rabno cuddles

Ronald hugs

(Ranboo with a touch starved partner)

Okay so I'm gonna scribble up some thoughts while I eat LMAO so we'll see how this goes (it's been a while so the thoughts are everywhere bear with me guys)

so this man definitely owns like far more blankets that any human should need anyway. on nights when they have to travel or can't be with you for any reason, you're getting a full stack of said blankets like it or not

definitely makes up for you missing them once they're home

would let you curl up beside him when he's editing

wATCHING THE OFFICE WITH THEM

100% would be their favorite thing on earth. especially if you enjoy it as much as he does. just laying on the couch with them and resting your head on their shoulder while he puts his arm around you

when the two of you go out on dates they'll hold pinkies with you so it's subtle enough that nobody notices but he also won't lose you in any crowds

gentle head bonks gentle head bonks

when you cuddle sometimes he'll touch his forehead to yours out of nowhere

if you're ever busy with homework or if you're cooking expect back hugs

i will never be convinced that they wouldn't poke you with stuffies. and each stuffie would absolutely have different accents, like he's talking to you and creating different personalities for each one (there's definitely a British one)- the full nine yards.

gives you sweatshirts CONSTANTLY

"here, you can borrow this one, it's really soft-" "but I already own like twenty" "well then now it's twenty-one (:"

also I may have mentioned this but they would be the best hugger

they fully are the type to put a hand on the back of your head to make you feel secure

holds you like you are glass

another thing? piggy-back rides would be amazing in every way with him

they are careful, yeah, but they would still run if they had enough room to

genuinely they wouldn't mind you being clingy at all, either

he would just be the best about it

have a picture of pretty streamer

LOVE YOU GAMERS I WILL TRY TO WRITE MORE (I mean it this time i have a cool thing in the works just pray it doesn't flop) THANK YOU GUYS FOR READING AS WELL AND HAVE AN AMAZING DAY/NIGHT I LOVE YA /P

#ranboo x reader #ranboo x y/n #ranboo x you #ranboo x gn!reader #ranboo x reader headcanons #it's been so long this is terrible i'm sorry lmao #aimee writes for the first time in a million years

[froggo-is-here]

WHY DOES HE GET TO BE SO BEAUTIFUL THIS BITCH STOLE MY GENDER AND MY DAMN BREATH-

CUZ I AM GOBSMACKED RN

#ranboo mcyt #ranboo beloved #ranboo drawing #ranboo dream smp #ranboo dsmp #ranboo live #ranboo my fucking beloved #ranboo art #ranboo fanart #ranboo x reader #ranboo x you #ranboo clips #ranboo edit #ranboo fluff #ranboo headcanons #mcyt #mcyt fanart #dsmp

[sunshine-on-marz]

TOAD LISTEN TO ME ON THIS ONE

ran x gn!reader on like a subathon and theyre "just friends" and do like a sleeping thing on the ground and thruout the night they end up being like cuddling or some shit

random late night ideas #2

AHHHHH YES!!! Have a little blurb

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Chat definitely knew. They knew just based off of how you looked at each other. It was so obvious, but hey, they’d still like some real confirmation.

You had only agreed to do a subathon on because Ranboo had agreed to do it with you. You had a blow up mattress infront of your set up where ranboo was currently hitting you with a pillow. But chat took notice of how he has a hand around you back in seconds as soon as you tumble backwards a bit. And they DEFINITELY take notice of they’re eyes darting down to your lips when you smile. Though all of that could be played off, what couldn’t be played off is the way you two cuddle up to each other within minutes of falling asleep. Even behind the stream highlights your mods had up on screen, they could all see Ranboo holding your thighs and your arms wrapped around their back.

Safe to say the secret was out.

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Hehe🤭🤭

This is actually so cute tho

#dsmp #dsmpblr #dsmp x reader #dsmp x gender neutral reader #writing #ranboo x reader #ranboo x y/n #ranboo x you #ranboo

[modelbus]

Hello!! I LOVE your writing, like I’m obsessed! So, I can’t tell if your requests are open, buttt if they are, I would DIE for some fluff turned to angst of a fem!reader who is in a group with cc!Ranboo, cc!Tubbo, cc!Wilbur and cc!Tommy nicknamed the chaos squad by the fandom, where she is the least popular in the group and a rumour spread that shes only in it for the popularity, so they slowly stoped inviting her to streams and vlogs and ghosting her.

it could start with like three two sentence stories about the group (or something), how it was formed just fluffy moments, and then be like “but it didn’t stay like that for long..” and explain why she was subtly kicked from the group before a scene where shes streaming and gets asked about why shes not been in any videos anymore.

PHEW that was ALOT, if its to long you can obviously shorten it or just not do it- but if requests are open and you like the idea, I would love to see something like this!! <3

PS. You are super cool, keep up the amazing work!! (When you want to ofc)

-✨🌌🌙 Anon

Thank you so much! I tried my best to include everything :D This literally took me out of my writing slump

Part 2 :)

Pairing(s): cc!Ranboo, cc!Tubbo, cc!Wilbur and cc!Tommy x Fem!Reader (Platonic)

Cut Chaos

The feeling of belonging was something nearly everyone chased after. After all, being out of place was simply… lonely. And, somehow, you found yourself slotting into the weirdest place in the world.

A handful of stupid friends.

You always found yourself drawn to dumbasses, in the most affectionate way. Like looks for like, you suppose. And shit, did you find some people that could make you cry laughing even on the worst days.

Ranboo, Tubbo, Wilbur, Tommy. Four people that made the sun rise every day, that dragged you out of bed for the stupidest vlogs to ever exist. Fans adored the five of you together so much that you got a group name for the first time in your career: the Chaos Squad.

Truly, it was a fitting name. The things that the five of you got up to, you’re certain no normal sane person would do. But, well, your job as a streamer already set you apart from the category of “normal” a long time ago, so you definitely didn’t mind the messes you got into with them.

From Tommy dragging the group to an abandoned island, saying it’d be fun to try to escape (you fell out of a tree and Wilbur sprained his ankle), to screaming along at Lovejoy concerts, it felt like the five of you were unstoppable.

And God, did you love them. It didn’t matter how many times Ranboo hit his head on things, you’d still laugh. It didn’t matter that you literally passed out from laughing so hard once, you were still happy. Pure, unfiltered love.

The five of you against the world, forever. You could see it, in those sunny days where you grinned so hard your cheeks hurt (they were the first ones to make you do that—the realization only made you grin harder). The perfect idea of happiness.

Was it any wonder things didn’t stay that way, that perfect, for long?

A rumor.

It always seemed to start with one of those, nowadays. A simple murmur among fans that grew and grew, until you were closing out of twitter at 2, 4, 5 AM, debating if you should just delete the app and put your status on “Do Not Disturb.”

You accepted the fact that being a female content creator was going to be a struggle a long time ago. It was a fact, something you knew you couldn’t avoid, especially in gaming. Having rumors about you online wasn’t new. It would never be new, not as long as you were yourself.

But you thought you’d be past caring about them by now. You thought the tight panic that gripped your heart, made it hard to breathe, was a thing of the past. So stupid.

One private account turned into multiple threads, turned into trends on the trending tab.

Everyone thought you were using your friends, the chaos squad as a whole, just to boost your career. To leech off anyone’s subscribers, just for some money in your pocket.

The idea made you sick to your core.

How dare they? How dare they ever think you didn’t genuinely care for the four? That they were anything less than the lightness in your heart, the freedom on your mind?

Rumors.

You ignored them. Even the thought of addressing them made you feel pissed off like you’ve never been before. It was such an absurd idea! At the very least, you knew your friends would see past the hateful people.

Right?

It starts with an unanswered message in the group chat.

Unanswered messages weren’t new. A stray comment tended to get lost in the general mess that the group chat was, so you weren’t concerned. Just laughed to yourself quietly; it wasn’t important anyways, just a photo of a cat you saw.

Until it happened again. And again. Until more of your messages went ignored than responded to, until the group chat had less and less messages each day.

When the first vlog comes out, the process repeats. It’s on Tommy’s channel, of course. Him, Ranboo, Tubbo, and Wilbur. The chaos squad, just without you. It surprised you, because you never even realized they filmed a video, and normally all of you share upcoming videos.

All the warning signs were obvious, and you were too much of a damn fool.

You filmed one vlog with them after that, exploring a supposedly haunted house, before you woke up a month later and realized you hadn’t talked to them in a week.

One week turns into two, two into three, until you’ve realized what’s happened. You were gone, out of the picture. Happiness had slipped through your fingers faster than you could’ve ever comprehended, and now you were in a dark room—literally.

But what could you do? If they didn’t want you, there was nothing you could do to stop the unraveling of your universe.

So you did the same thing you did before them, defaulting back to what was safe: streaming alone.

Today, it’s just a mindless game. Yesterday was the same, and fuck, this isn’t the same anymore. Not when you don’t have Tubbo in the chat sending messages, or Wilbur using Text-To-Speech.

But you’re here, still streaming. Still going, no matter how tempting it is to just shut off your computer and pretend the last months of your life never happened.

There’s always fans though, and if anything cheers you up, it’s them. So your donations are on, allowing them to be read aloud while you play the silly little unpacking game.

“Where am I putting the diploma guys? Where does this go?” You ask, mouse hovering over the virtual object. “Maybe I’ll just put it under the pillow…”

“StarEmojis donated $15! If up is down and yes is no, how many sides does a triangle have?”

“Thank you, but… uh...” You narrow your eyes at the message. “None, it’s a circle?”

Shrugging, you drag the diploma in the game to under the pillow. The riddle sounds familiar, but not one you know the answer to. It sounds like something Wilbur would send in the group chat at 2 in the morning, honestly.

With that thought in mind, your eyes flicker over the user that donated it. StarEmojis. Not Wilbur.

You’re so stupid for hoping. For the jump in your heart, for the frantic searching.

“StarStarMoon donated $20! Why aren’t you in any Chaos Squad videos anymore? Love you!”

Air catches in your lungs, dread swelling in your chest as your hands still on the mouse and keyboard. That shouldn’t have gotten past the moderators, but it did.

And now you have to answer it.

It wasn’t like you could tell the truth: that you weren’t good enough. That even your best friends didn’t believe you over rumors from strangers online.

Any lie would have a chance of getting back to them though. Not that you can imagine them caring, not anymore.

You swallow past the lump in your throat that’s killing you, taking a breath in before answering. One chance to get the fans to move on, one chance to find the impossible balance between the agony inside of you and cool indifference.

“We’re all just busy.” You say, forcing a smile on your face.

It’s true, at least. Everyone is busy. Everyone except you, that’s it.

“Just scheduling problems. Wil- Wilbur has Lovejoy practices and performances.” You stumble over his name. Did you even have the right to call him Wil anymore? “And Tommy is just always busy. He’s the busiest person, I swear.”

Is that true anymore? You don’t know. He used to be, but you used to help force him to take breaks. Was he taking breaks? You’ll never know.

With another forced smile, you give a half-hearted shrug. “So yeah, just busy, don’t worry guys.”

It’s with baited breath that you wait, eyes scanning chat to see if they bought it. From what you’re seeing, they have.

“Now we need to reorganize these clothes, because they’re killing me like this—“

Your discord pings quietly on another monitor, and you scramble to open it. Just your mods apologizing for letting the donation go through. You send a quick message back to them before pushing the donation to the back of your head just like everything relating to the group you’re no longer part of.

What could you do, anyways?

This was out of your control.

#dsmp #mcyt #mcyt imagine #tommyinnit x reader #tommyinnit x you #wilbur soot x reader #wilbur soot x you #ranboo x reader #ranboo x you #tubbo x reader #tommyinnit #wilbur soot #tubbo #ranboo

[luvpooks]

꧁༺ 𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓫𝓸𝓸 𝔁 𝓶𝓪𝓵𝓮 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻 ༻꧂

GᖇOᑕEᖇY TᖇIᑭ:0

summary: in which the house runs out of food and m/n and ranboo take it upon theirselves to restock.

warnings: he/him pronouns!! /// mentions sextoys (AS A FUCKING JOKE I PROMISE) /// kms joke /// i think that's all!!

"fuck..." m/n muttered. to his dismay there was...no fucking food.

"rannnn!" m/n called out to his lovely amazingly tall boyfriend.

"yessss?" ranboo said as they walked into the kitchen.

m/n looked deep into ranboos eyes and said with the straightest face he could muster.

"there is no fucking food."

"oh..." ranboo responded.

"ran...do you know what this means!" m/n continued.

"oh god...not today i cant do it..." ranboo pleaded to the higher beings of the world.

"GROCERY TRIP!!!" m/n exclaimed.

m/n loved shopping especially walmart. he had no reason except that he loved to take photos of the most randomest things he could find.

(he usually made ranboo take pictures of him with the fucking sextoys)

he said that it was #relatable and #thefunniestthingintheworld

"god please spare me-" ranboo pleaded.

m/n grabbed ranboos arm and shook him around.

"DO YOU KNOW WHAT THIS MEANS!! FUNNY PICTURES!" m/n exclaimed once more.

ranboo was truly just sulking as m/n took hours of their time there just taking photos of random ass shit.

"let's go, let's go, let's go!" m/n said excitedly.

ranboo simply sighed and he finally accepted his fate and replied.

"...let me get ready..."

m/n was practically a fucking ball of sunshine currently, nothing could ruin his mood.

after ranboo got ready- which to m/n felt "like fucking forever"- they were off to the most wonderful place in all the lands of the united kingdom... WALMART!

m/n forced ranboo into his car- which was a matte black dodge challenger because yes.

m/n was practically bouncing in his seat as he got his seatbelt on.

"because i'm so nice ran- you can choose the music!" m/n said.

ranboo brightened up a little with that sentence.

"gladly!"

god m/n fucking regretted that decision.

ranboo made them listen to the most depressing shit and then would switch to that damn peaches song by jack black.

"i'm actually gonna kill myself- this is it, this is my 13th reason." m/n grimaced.

"aww don't do that m/n that'll kill you!" ranboo joked.

"i'm going to fucking leave you in the walmart parking lot and let you get stolen into a white van that said leon kennedy was inside." m/n monologued.

"first off: i'm way to tall to be the target of a kidnapping. second off: i would go into a white van WILLINGLY if it said leon kennedy was inside." ranboo argued.

"you know what... i dont even blame you- bro is so fucking fine." m/n drooled.

finally after a good 15 minutes they arrived to walmart.

ranboo was preparing himself for this torturous journey. while m/n on the other hand was thinking about all the places he would go to take photos of.

to say the least... he was excited.

once that got out the car m/n immediately intertwined their fingers and dragged ranboo to the entrance of the store.

then m/n had the greatest idea to ever fucking exist.

"ran- ran- ran- im gonna get one of the handicapped carts."

"m/n please don't what if you just took away an elderly woman's only way to get around here." ranboo worried.

i reached my hands to lay on ranboos shoulders and spoke.

"this is far more- more important than an elderly woman possibly falling and fucking dying."

m/n instantly unplugged the cart and sat on it and he began rolling quite slowly.

"ran- you need to experience this... it's so fun please!" m/n begged.

m/n i love you- but hell no my morals can't do it." ranboo explained.

m/n gasped.

"this is a betrayal..."

m/n began dramatically tearing up as he rolled his way to the first place they had to go.

to m/n unbeknownst ranboo had taken a photo of him rolling around in the cart and posted it on twitters captioning it as such: they see him rolling- they hating!

they decided to go to the food isles first as they were going to be responsible adults for once in their lives.

they found the food that needed quite easily but then m/n found his first victim of his random photo terror.

the mr beast cookies.

"ranboo think about the clout we will get! and the funny's PLEASE RAN!" m/n begged.

"ok okok fine.." ranboo took out his phone and waited for m/n to get into position.

m/n opted for the best pose of the century.

the crab as he liked to call it.

you see m/n was incredibly flexible- so he was able to do very odd poses as is his spine was just nonexistent.

the only way to explain this pose is m/n spreads his legs out about shoulder length wide and he forces his spine to take his head to the floor as he held the bag next to his face.

"ranboo it's time! clout time!" m/n exclaimed.

ranboo sighed and took the photo.

m/n asked quite nicely for once in his life if he could caption it though he didn't exactly take no as a answer.

"can i caption it- k thanks"

m/n took the phone out of ranboos hands and caption the photo

'the crabs got out and they want clout'

m/n showed his masterpeice to ranboo and he let out a loud laugh.

"GOD, i forgot how funny you can be!"

"i know right!" m/n replied.

finally they were finished in the food isle but m/n had to make one more stop.

"ranboo... it's time." m/n said with upmost glory.

"please god no m/n please spare me from going there.." ranboo begged.

"i'm sorry my child... but it has to be done." m/n said.

they walk- well rolled thanks to m/n forcing ranboo to sit in his lap to roll along with him-to the area ranboo dreaded most- while m/n loved the most due to the opportunities.

the health and beauty isle.

to explain most walmarts have a place that people can go to to search for their- well sexual desires. in short their are sex toys there.

once they arrived to the area m/n couldn't help but grin.

"ahhh, my beloved area." m/n grinned.

m/n decided to make the trip quite to spare ranboo the embarrassment.

m/n slammed himself onto the glass that covered the lewd toys.

"take the picture just like this ran!" m/n smiled.

ran signed once more and took the photo and m/n once again took his phone and captioned the photo as a such

'i didnt remember toy story looking like this!'

m/n dramatically teared up as he said,

"it's beautiful ran- thank you.."

ranboo grabbed m/n hand and dragged him the the car and sat him down onto the seat and made him go.

"so forceful!- at least take me to dinner first!" m/n joked.

"shut up.." ranboo grumbled as they walked beside m/n.

they finally reached the self checkout center and bought their items.

it totaling out to be a whopping £112.43.

(which m/n paid for as he never let ranboo pay for anything)

m/n returned the cart and plugged it back up as he is a decent human being and they walked out back to the car.

once they both finally packed everything up they got into the car preparing to venture back to their shared home.

"i say that was a successful trip!" m/n exclaimed proudly.

ranboo just smiled and said,

"yeah, it was kinda fun..."

<end>:D



#x male reader #ranboo #ranboo x reader #ranboo x y/n #ranboo x male reader #ranboo x you #x reader

[disturbed-and-depressed]

Ranboo, knocking on the door: Y/n, open up!

Y/n: It all started when I was a kid.

Ranboo: That’s not what I-

Tubbo: Let them finish!

#tubbo x you #ranboo x y/n #tubbo x y/n #ranboo fluff #tubbo x reader #ranboo x you #tubbo #ranboo x reader #dream smp #dream smp x reader #dream smp x y/n #dream smp x you #dream smp incorrect quotes

[jubiilee13]

HC request: ranboo with a short (5’0) partner

YES YES SHSHSHHS YES IM WRTINIBG THIS IN SCHOOL LMAO

—

OK SO YOU TWO WOULD BE SO FRICKING CUTE SHWHWJWNJWNWJS

i feel like he absolutely just adores how short you are

he definitely uses your head as an armrest

He also makes comments about how short you are

never in a mean way though

and if you ever say you don’t like the comments he makes, he just begins profusely apologizing

like you can’t even understand him because all the words are just jumbled together

he would feel super bad

expect lots of hugs

ALSO HE WOULD SO JUST ABSORB YOU DURING HUGS

like you just disappear into his chest

boom just like that you were never seen again

jkjk

but as I mentioned in another headcannon thingy with Ranboo, he would love picking you up and carrying you around

He could actually just throw you over his shoulder

he doesn’t wanna be somewhere? You’re being swooped up and carried away

hes so serious about it to-

like you could be screaming and kicking (not in a bad way ofc) and he would just keep a straight face and Keep walking

ALSO ALSO ALSO

BIG

SPOON

SHSHWHWJWJJE

you two would like so end up tangled in a mess of limbs when you wake up together

it would just be so wholesome shahshwhehshwh

Thats all I can think of for now :D

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KM FINALLY WRITING AGAIN SHAHWJ I MISSED IT :D I MISSED YOU ALL SM BUT IM TRYING TO PRIORITISE WRITING A LIL MORE NOW <3

#Ranboo x reader #ranboo x y/n #ranboo x you #mcyt x y/n #mcyt x reader