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Atlantic Runaways [Part 8]

Notes: Hey! It’s been quite a while, hasn’t it? Maybe you’ve forgotten about me, never know but I’ve reappeared from the void for a short while to deliver this!

I’m too sure if I’m going to be returning any time soon, I’m still thinking about a lot of things and I have a lot of things going on personally

Originally the finale was supposed to include all of what was written in this fic and including what else I have planned but I think it’ll be better to drag it out a bit first.

Edit: realised this was part 8- oops-

Warnings: Mentions of soft vore, past traumas of drowning, actual drowning, sobbing, nightmares, neglect, mistreatment, potential mentions of death and one very unreliable narrator. If I’ve missed any please let me know!

Words: 5.4K+

[...]

“Tommy…”, Wilbur looked down upon him with a solemn expression, his features dull despite the difference in height. He looked ominous, dangerous like how they had first met all those months ago.

After the incident of him nearly dying, Tommy had these recurring nightmares that always plagued his mind. It was quite frightening the first couple of times it had happened, though he grew accustomed to them, always preparing for his demise at the end of the road.

Tommy looked indifferent, neither bothered by Wilbur’s words to attempt to burade him. Though it was different this time around, Wilbur did not seek to intimidate him or scare him. He only stared at him.

“I think you understand what is yet to come.”, the copy looked off to the side as if he seemed saddened, yet no emotions displayed on his face. Tommy let out a breath that had been caught in his throat.

“What do you mean?”, Tommy stood anxiously on his toes, fearful of what could come of this dream, he didn’t want any surprises at the moment. Yet for some reason, guilt rose to his subconscious.

“I believe you know what I am referring to, lower your guard. I will not harm you despite what you believe.”, though he didn’t stand down. But what could he be talking about? He wasn’t entirely sure.

“No, I don’t. Want to explain, bitch?”, he teased. Yet the vision remained in place, no movement or expression shown. Typically, Wilbur would respond with his own remark or call him a child. Nothing.

“You understand that you must confront your emotions, do you not? If not now then your emotions might get the better of you by the time you manage to set foot in the place your dream takes place within.”.

So that was what the vision entailed, so it wasn’t a nightmare. It was another one of the weirder ones.

Tommy looked away from the vision to his bare hands, his vision blurred as his eyes unfocused and his mind corroded his thoughts. As if the sun had just dawned upon him. It was today, and soon everything could change for the better or worse.

The vision moved, its claw-like finger placed under Tommy’s chin, bringing him out of his thoughts. It showed more expression, showing a mask of the Wilbur he knew, copying him with a mask of concern.

He leaned slightly into the claw as it moved to his cheek, he appreciated the comfort despite everything. He wanted to be calm, yet despite being asleep he could feel the adrenaline pumping through his very veins. Already anxious about what was to come.

“I-”, he took a moment to pause. “I know, but- What if big dubs just leaves me? I don’t want to believe he would but-”, he sobbed. “I’m just scared, I guess- What am I supposed to do? I promised to get him out, escape and-”,

He took a moment to pause.

“For some reason, I just want things to stay the way they are. I’m happy, I can see Wilbur whenever and spend time with him, I got a job to support my dad, and I got my best friend. Everything I need-”,

“But that is simply selfish.”, the vision interrupted. Tommy only looked away with a guilty expression, he knew that he was being selfish. He’d never act upon those emotions. After all, Wilbur had been in captivity for so long, day by day he got weaker.

Tommy could tell the mer wasn’t happy just staying there, always putting on a show just to make him smile. He shouldn’t doubt Wilbur, having gone so far as to save his life and continue to care for him.

…

“I just want him to stay…”, he turned back and hugged the finger. Though it only felt hollow of what wasn’t there, he just wanted touch or comfort yet whatever the vision did had no effect to comfort him. He was alone.

“You allow these intrusive thoughts to plague your mind and judgment, and you contort to them as though they are correct.”, Tommy only nodded. He was letting his worries get the better of him.

“Tommy, understand this. You will be just fine, you know it. And if you’re still worried. Simply speak to Wilbur, he will understand”.

And the dream faded away.

[...]

“Boo! Stop hitting me with the fucking shell!”, Tommy let out a groan at the two of them arguing, placing a pillow on top of his head in frustration. Rather than waking up to his best friend cuddled to his side, he woke up to nothing but yelling as the two argued over a game.

The game was Mario kart of all things.

It wasn’t long until their race had concluded, Tubbo celebrated his win with a loud victory screech as Ranboo let out a sigh, third place. He was surprised that Ranboo was good at the game considering he had only been a mer for what he believed was a couple of months.

After celebrating his victory, Tubbo had come to annoy Tommy with his clingy side. Throwing himself onto Tommy’s side as he let out an ‘oomph’ sound before glaring down at his best friend, not entirely thrilled to see him active so early.

“G’morning Big man! You excited for today?”, Tubbo smiled. Tommy nodded with a small smile, indeed excited for the day. As much as he’d appreciate more sleep after recent events, it was better now than never.

He didn’t want Wilbur to suffer any longer than he had to. Picking up his confidence, he sat up and gripped the pillow that had fallen off of his face before plunging it into Tubbo’s face as revenge.

Tubbo was quick to try and repel the attack, only to fail and grasping for aid from Ranboo. Yet Ranboo did not aid him in his time of need, looking with a sick grin as he watched his best friend get attacked, it was revenge for not only Tommy but himself.

His laughed pleas were no use and eventually tuckered out in surrender, taking a moment to get back his breath. Tommy smirked in victory that he shared with Ranboo. Then standing up for the first time, excitement flooded through his head as he turned to his closet to gather some clothing.

His room was still a mess after his expansive research of crumbled notes that filled the room, along with discarded coffee cups and mess across his desk. Though the other two didn’t appear to mind the mess.

It was bright and early, roughly 5 am to be exact. Tommy didn’t quite appreciate being awake at such an early time but it was necessary for the plan. After all, Ranboo couldn’t exactly shift into a giant mer inside of his house.

He picked up his usual shirt, a pair of denim shorts that had a pair of pockets and a pair of bright red sandals. He went to change into the bathroom as the other two went downstairs to join his dad and friends for breakfast.

After changing, he could taste the air that smelt of waffles. He smiled, rushing downstairs to grab a bite as he was quite frankly starving. He was greeted by his dad’s beaming bright smile, who held a plate of waffles topped with whipped cream and strawberries.

Tommy was quick to join at the breakfast table, taking his dish before almost scoffing it down like a wolf. His father let out a hearty laugh as he sipped his cup of coffee, he had told his father of the half-baked plan in the middle of the night and was happy to help.

Yet, his father looked a little tired from the lack of sleep, the coffee to help prepare him for the drive to the beach and work. He felt sorry for his dad, but thankful nonetheless. His father was indeed the best after all.

[...]

Their car was a decent couple of years old, having been around as far as Tommy could remember. It was a comfy car, a dark green one. Tommy listened to the purr of the engine as he leaned against the window.

His father’s gaze focused on the road ahead, in the back Tubbo talked away with Ranboo about the bright weather and potential waves. It was surprisingly sunny out despite it being the early hours of the morning.

They were headed towards a more isolated beach that wasn’t too far from Tommy’s home and the waterpark. And plus, it was a beach that had a lovely view and Tommy spent a lot of time there as a child.

It was rather calming, Tommy could almost sleep if it weren’t for the excitement of what was to come, he was really looking forward to it all. He imagined how Wilbur would react to seeing the outside world, wait-

What would Wilbur even look like as a human? How would he even react to a pair of legs? Would he be able to swim or walk? He’d have to ask Ranboo about it when he retrieved the necklace as Ranboo really only knew the effect of it.

Phil began to slowly ease into the breaks, parking the car to the side as he pulled up the handbrake, he didn’t want to lose the car to slipping down the car after all. The purr of the engine came to a sudden halt.

Tubbo was the first to exit the car, slamming the car door and rushing to the trunk to grab Tommy’s surfboard that was being borrowed. Tommy was the second to exit, taking in a deep breath as he closed his air, taking in the taste of the salty sea.

Though, his moment was interrupted as he could hear something banging from the car door. Turning back to see Ranboo struggling to open the door, pushing his body against it in an attempt to get it open.

Tommy tried to hold back a laugh but a snort escaped him, shaking his head in an almost humiliated way but meant no harm by it. He opened the door for his new friend, only to send him flying to the floor as he fell out the door.

It caused Tommy to burst out laughing, holding his stomach as he laughed his head off. Ranboo was quick to scramble back onto his legs, his cheeks flushed in embarrassment without the protection of his mask.

Tubbo was quick to inspect on the moment, letting out a few giggles in the process. He then gripped Ranboo’s wrist and dragged him towards the shore, Tommy looked back to check on his dad who was smiling and waving at him.

He smiled back and turned back towards the beach, it’d been a while since he’d been here. It hadn’t changed at all during the years, almost as if it were never changing. He reminisced of the memories he held on the very sand he stood on, many memories were made here.

Despite wearing sandals, he could still feel the sand between his toes. The Sun shone brightly as it always had, his bright blonde hair reflecting in the sunlight, making it seem as though it were glowing.

His thoughts went back to Wilbur as he took a step forward, with each step would be a literal step forward in the plan, every step would lead closer to Wilbur’s escape. His slow steady steps on the boiling sand soon turned into a sudden sprint.

Tubbo was always swimming into the ocean with the board, his friend always was the type to be pulled into the sea, sometimes he questioned if Tubbo had more of a connection to the ocean than he did with his mer heritage and all.

Ranboo awaited by the shoreline, the waves flowing under his feet. He swore he could see more mer-like features on Ranboo as he drew closer. His legs were adorned with scales as though they could turn to a tale. He was preparing to shift back.

Ranboo went to reach the back of his neck, but he halted as he saw Tommy continue to run towards him. He was tackled into a hug, Tommy embraced the mer tightly. He was really thankful to Ranboo for all he was doing.

Despite barely knowing Tommy, he was willing to help him and Wilbur with the escape. And he owed a lot to Tubbo too, if it weren’t for him then he and Ranboo would’ve never met. Ranboo wasn’t quite the wrongun’ he assumed him to be.

He would have to repay them for their kindness soon, what would Ranboo and Tubbo even want though? He’d work it out eventually. Tommy then pulled away from the hug with a huge smile on his face.

Ranboo returned the smile, then again reached to unclip the necklace, falling into his palm. He looked back to Tommy as his face went into panic, Tommy was quick to reach out as he went to reassure him but Ranboo quickly retreated into the ocean.

It took Tommy a second to realise that Ranboo did not want to crush Tommy as he turned into a giant, rather stupid of him to attempt to go after him. Soon, Ranboo stood before him or well, gazed down upon him.

He now had the opportunity to see Ranboo closer than he did the other day, he was an orca mer that wasn’t as big as Wilbur but still fairly gigantic. Ranboo’s hair colour had changed to match his tale, though his eyes remained the same.

His cheeks looked as though they were covered by freckles, one side with darker freckles and the other looked white. Ranboo’s gaze looked unfocused as one of his claws laid on his forehead, though he shook his head and turned back to Tommy.

Shifting must’ve had its side effects, he couldn’t imagine changing from a smaller size to a gigantic one, mustn't have been easy. Ranboo looked a bit uneasy, his movements cautious as his claw reached out towards Tommy.

Tommy reached out his hand as the necklace was dropped into his palm. The necklace had a black and white spotted shell, surrounded by pearls. It was quite beautiful. He grasped it gently yet tightly in his hand, this was the very thing that would grant Wilbur his escape.

He placed the necklace in his shorts pocket, smiling at Ranboo as he turned to leave. He was ready, ready to get Wilbur out, the day was finally upon the two of them. Wilbur would finally get his-

“Tommy!- Wait!”, a giant claw gently grasped his waist, halting him in his run back to the car. He turned back to Ranboo who held a worried look on his face as the claw gently let go, letting out a shaky breath Tommy walked back to the same position as he was.

“Sorry about that, but I still got to explain a couple of things. Right?”, Tommy had been so excited that he didn’t even know how the artefact worked in the first place. It was rather stupid of him to wander off like that.

“Okay first things of all, how to use the amulet; The mer in question must be underwater, the shift will happen there. The mer must put on the amulet like they normally would. Also, word of advice, shifting for the first time can be kinda- funky. So be prepared in case Wilbur needs help.”.

“Your friend won’t be adjusted to the change right away, he won’t know how to walk properly with a new set of legs. Also, in case you’re worried. Mer forms come with their own sets of clothing. Anything else you want to ask?”.

Tommy paused to see if he had any questions, but couldn’t seem to think of any as Ranboo had explained clearly enough. It appeared that everything was prepared, he could only hope the plan would go just as smoothly.

“Nah, I’m good. Thank you, Boo. Really, I fucking owe you one. A big one. See you soon Big man! I’ll make sure to bring back the necklace soon!”. Tommy then turned back to the car, rushing to make his way to the car.

[...]

Tommy had prepared everything he could think he’d need for the escape plan, he brought a spare towel to help Wilbur dry off, the amulet, and his phone in case of emergencies, and was really all he needed.

A sigh escaped from his lips, with each minute that passed, he couldn’t help but feel more anxious. Closing his eyes as he leaned back into the car seat, he had no idea as to why he was panicking so much, it was simple enough.

Thinking back to his dream though, would his emotions really get the better of him? He knew that he’d been acting strange but he didn’t believe that it would have such an impact. He concluded it was better to bury the coffin until it was dug up again.

Phil had stopped the car, looking at his son with worried yet tired eyes. His father was also quite nervous as most likely, his son could get caught and endangered. Not only that but he was involved with the entire thing, the literal escape cab.

“Are you alright, mate?”, his father gently placed his hand on Tommy’s shoulder, squeezing it in reassurance. Tommy bit down on his tongue anxiously, not enough pressure to hurt but enough to make himself aware of how anxious he must’ve looked.

“I’m fine Dad, Just a bit nervous y’know?”, his father gave him a soft smile as he pulled Tommy into a hug. It was a bit awkward due to the car seats but Tommy appreciated it nonetheless. After separating, Tommy grabbed onto the car handle and opened the door.

Grabbing his stuff from the trunk. Step by step, he walked into his workplace.

Tommy got ready as he usually would, but in the pocket of his wet suit was the necklace.

He was ready. Though, as much as he’d love to tell Wilbur of the plan as soon as possible. It’d definitely be better as a surprise, he thought.

His sports bag in hand, scanning his keycard to allow him entry to Wilbur’s enclosure. He hesitated for a moment, standing in the doorway as he took a deep breath. Giving himself a moment to get his acting game ready.

“Wilbur! I’m here!”, Tommy called as loud as he could to the mer. Tommy planned to be a little more annoying to the mer than usual. Maybe then Wilbur would catch onto his plans, he’d reveal them either way.

Tommy stood still beside the tiny pool, at least tiny for Wilbur. He waited for about a minute or two yet he got no response from him. He bit his lip as he sat down, looking down into the water for any indication of movement, he didn’t want Wilbur to scare him again.

He waited another couple of minutes, but still nothing. So, he called out again. “Wilbur! Are you there?”, he grew increasingly worried. Was Wilbur okay?

Normally, he would’ve been here by now.

He waited again, but still nothing. His breathing began to grow heavy as his heart rate increased. Worried for the mer. Instead of calling with his voice, he splashed the water as he did in his training, hoping to get a response.

He waited again.

…

Tommy looked down at the water, gulping down nervously. Then, the still water began to sway, and soon Wilbur emerged from the water. There were no splashes of surprise, just the water that dripped from Wilbur resurfacing.

He let down a breath of relief as he stared up at Wilbur. The mer had a soft smile, though his eyes looked groggy as though he had just woken up. “Good morning, Toms- You’re here early, aren’t you?”.

Tommy was quick to reach into his bag and search for his phone, pulling it out to see that it was 8:12 am. His shift had started about 10 minutes ago. “Yeah, it’s one of the early shifts.”, he smirked. Wilbur only nodded his head, letting out a yawn as he barred his sharp teeth.

Tommy rolled his eyes and got up, he made his way to the freezer that held Wilbur’s food supply. Grabbing as much as he could carry and brought it to the mer. “Here’s breakfast, you prick.”, Tommy placed the fish beside him as he sat on the edge of the pool, his feet submerged in the water.

Wilbur leaned himself beside Tommy, looking tired as he laid his head on his scaly arms. He still faced Tommy with the same smile, eyes soft and tired yet they looked happy to see Tommy. He felt comforted, unlike how he did in his dream.

With Wilbur nearby, he leaned onto Wilbur’s arm. Nuzzling it softly as he took in a tired breath. Despite being so excited, he was still tired from waking up very early. He appreciated the warmth that radiated, some comfort after everything.

The two sat still for a moment before Tommy stood up, grabbing the fish and feeding Wilbur like he normally would during his routine, though he made sure to grab more fish than he normally would. He didn’t know what would happen if Wilbur turned human.

During that time, Wilbur had woken up fully and began to speak to Tommy like they normally would, falling into their usual banter. “I really don’t believe you’re 6’3. You’re tiny, one of the smallest humans I’ve ever seen!”.

“Dickhead! Of course, I’m 6’3! You don’t even know how tall that is for humans! You barely see any other humans besides me!”, Tommy stomped his foot in the water, causing a splash like a child would’ve done.

“I’ll have you know I’m-”, he paused. “I think I remember the humans saying I was over 40 feet? Maybe even larger, not too sure though.”, he let out a laugh. Tommy didn’t underestimate that, Wilbur was gigantic after all. He let out a playful scoff.

After the scruffle, Wilbur looked as though he wanted to say something yet seemed to hesitate. His eyes weren’t staring at Tommy directly, too caught up in his own mind. So, Tommy took it upon himself to speak first.

“Wilbur, you okay? You look like you got something to say. Big man.”, Wilbur’s gaze turned back to Tommy as Wilbur licked his lips. For a moment Tommy thought that Wilbur was thinking about storing him, although he wouldn’t mind the idea. But there the plan was still in effect.

“Yeah, yeah- I’m fine. Just, are you okay? You’re acting a little… off? I don’t know just something is telling me somethings wrong and-”, he cut himself off with a shake of his head. His gaze turned to one of concern, “You know, you can talk to me. Right?”.

Tommy’s eyes were soft as his hand went to the pocket of his wet suit. He stood up, amulet in his grip as he met Wilbur’s gaze. The mer looked worried, concern gracing his features. He leaned in closer and looked ready to listen for whatever Tommy had to say.

His lips couldn’t help but go upwards into a cheeky smile, as he spoke the words he’d been preparing to say all morning. “Wilbur… How would you like to finally get out of this hell hole?”. Wilbur’s gaze turned to a shocked expression.

“Tommy, wait- Toms, you don’t mean?”, Wilbur looked dazzled with many different emotions; Shock, relief, happiness, all sorts of things. Tommy could only nod with a smile.

He’d finally be free.

[...]

Wilbur stared down at the tiny amulet in his palm, such a small piece of jewellery would allow him his escape, his freedom. He’d waited over a decade for this moment. And finally, his moment had come.

And he had nobody else to thank besides the small human boy who stood beside him. Words couldn’t express how thankful he was, he’d only known Tommy for such a short time, a couple of months at best.

At first, when he met Tommy. There was only distaste as Tommy was simply just another human. He thought that Tommy would be like every other human he had met, some of them weren’t bad per se in Wilbur’s time but some never showed sympathy or just treated him as an animal.

Tommy was the first to treat him like an equal. It took time and Wilbur saving the boy’s life in order to communicate with each other but it worked out in the end. And now, the two of them had grown close.

The young boy had also gone through quite a bit just to get Wilbur his freedom. And now everything was falling into place, access to his freedom was now literally within the palm of his hand. If he could cry, he’d be sobbing with tears of joy.

“Just like that- Wait- Wil? Were you even listening?”, Wilbur snapped out of his daze. His cheeks flushed in embarrassment, he should be paying attention. Though in all honesty, he wanted to chirp happily out loud and reach out for the tiny boy in front of him. He was just really happy.

Tommy didn’t seem to mind though, despite his attempt at an angry glare; The boy let out a cough as he continued. “As I was saying, you basically just put the necklace around your neck and you just shrink and be human, I guess.”, he explained though he sounded uncertain.

His fins flared ever so slightly at the uncertainty. Despite his excitement, he was still a bit fearful of everything. He was nearly grown up by the time he got captured so after a bit of work, he knew he’d handle himself in the ocean just fine.

He remembered how to hunt, he tried to practice it in his small enclosure on occasion. He wondered how different the waters would be in the ocean, what it will feel like to be free in the ocean waves again.

Just, what bothered him was he wouldn’t see his pod ever again. And despite freedom being was he wanted, there was a certain anxiousness that came with the escape. Which couldn’t really be blamed, it was only natural.

Not only that but he was nervous about becoming a human, well he wouldn’t necessarily become a human. But it would be close enough.

Taking a breath of air, he nodded his head to Tommy. He wondered what it’d feel like to be human. To be around the same size as Tommy, would he be taller? Or shorter? What would it feel like to have a pair of legs?

It’d certainly be different nonetheless.

Despite his nervousness, It flooded him with a new kind of excitement. What would it be like to walk around, run with his legs? He’d be able to see Tommy much closer than he used to, they’d be the same size rather than Wilbur being a gigantic predator.

He grasped the necklace in his palm, determined to get the whole transformation progress over with and escape. A part of him was also excited to see Tommy roughly the same size as him, being able to hug him as tight as he wished without worrying about crushing him.

He took a deep breath of the air, despite not needing to do. Submerged in the water, his dry hair was now soaked in the water. He swayed his tail to the side, only for it to collide with the wall. He was really looking forward to escaping from the cramped place.

The amulet in his grip began to glow a dim light, magic sparkling from it. He began to do as Tommy instructed, bringing the amulet towards his neck.

As he did so, bubbles began to surround him. He felt strange, dizzy and tired despite being filled with energy moments ago. The amulet that would’ve never fitted around his neck, was now secured around his neck.

He looked down, no longer his scaly brown tail with white spots. It was replaced by a pair of human legs, he was now human instead of his gigantic mer self. He let out his breath that had been held the entire time.

Only to realise that he couldn’t inhale the surrounding water without his gills. He panicked, flailing his arms and new pair of legs in an attempt to swim, only for the pool to drag him down further.

The water that he once inhaled was now burning at his lungs, he couldn’t breathe despite his lungs begging for him to do so. He was drowning as his vision blurred. His mind wandered to Tommy, is this what the boy felt when he had saved him?

He was in agony.

It felt horrible, the water dragging him into its depths. It was once home, now it sought only to kill him. It was terrifying, and to imagine a gigantic predator in the water. That day he saved Tommy, after all that torment. The boy must’ve been terrified.

He was terrified.

As black spots began to fill his vision, something in the water changed. Despite being “human”, he could still feel the changes in the water. Using some energy to look upwards, he could see the blurry figure of something coming toward him.

He reached out towards it, the figure struggled but eventually, it grabbed his wrist and pulled him upwards. Soon, he emerged to the surface, clinging to the figure that had saved him from the water. He coughed out the water, his throat sore.

The grip on him was a bit weak, yet secure. Wilbur was safe, he let out a sigh of relief. When he opened his eyes, he was met with a soaked Tommy. His eyes widened as he realised that Tommy had been the one to save him as he had done long before.

A smile was brought to his face. Tommy swam with a bit of struggle towards the edge of the pool, Wilbur attempted to help but he was still flimsy with his legs.

Eventually, the two of them managed to pull each other onto the tiled floor of the area rather than the pool.

Wilbur let out a series of coughs as he adjusted, despite having inhaled air before. It felt different, more potent or something along those lines, unusual but not unnatural. His arms attempted to hold him upwards yet felt weak. He assumed it was because of the transformation.

Beside him was Tommy, panting heavily and leaning over the pool. Wilbur felt shaky and nervous, he turned himself so he wasn’t pressuring his arms and sat down as Tommy did and finally looked at his pair of legs.

His legs felt unnatural compared to everything else, he no longer had a tail instead it was like he had two tails (It was the closest comparison he could make). The new joints were unusual to move, and wiggling his toes was also a weird sensation.

He was mesmerised by his new limps, using his arms to lift his leg towards his face to observe it curiously. He attempted to bend his knee with success, letting out a yelp as he did so. It was hard to believe the pair of legs were his, that he was human.

He turned quickly at the sound of laughter, beside him Tommy was staring at him. His mouth was covered by his hand as he attempted to muffle it. Wilbur’s ears felt less sensitive than before, yet now with his new size, he was able to hear Tommy perfectly fine, maybe even louder.

Wilbur’s eyes widened at the realisation, that it was indeed a reality. That he was roughly Tommy’s size which meant… Wilbur pushed himself towards Tommy, clumsily embracing him into a hug.

Tommy let out a yelp as he collided with Wilbur, unable to support his weight as his back fell to the floor. Wilbur was on top of him, embracing him as tightly as possible. Despite laying on the cold wet floor of the facility, the hug wasn’t unbearably uncomfortable.

…

Tommy smiled, adjusting the hug so the two of them sat up. Tommy hugged back as tightly as he could, it felt strange to be able to hug Wilbur like any other human. But he was happy, happy that Wilbur could escape.

Wilbur readjusted the hug for Tommy to lean on his lap, his hands moving from his back to his soaked hair. Wilbur began to play with the wet blonde curls, it felt nice as Tommy leaned more of his weight onto Wilbur, relaxing.

Soon they’d leave, but for now. They just wanted each other’s company.

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justarandomsloth · 1 year

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Why hello I hear you are requesting fake fic titles. Let me introduce myself, I am the Fake Fic thief, I will steal them if I find motivation.

Going Away (but not forever)

Love is bigger than the Mountains

Let's Show Them

Why yes I AM accepting fake fic titles!

(And if you like them by all means steal them cause I don’t have the motivation to write them-)

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Going Away (But Not Forever)

—Tubbo and Ranboo had lived a happy life together. Sure it wasn’t the best and they were always on the run due to their hybrid features. At least it had been happy….up until they had gotten caught.

Tubbo assumed they had been around 14 since they were caught and they had stayed together for about a year and a half.

It didn’t matter now though, Tubbo had escaped and the experiments were finally over. He had found the directions to the second base were Ranboo was being held and he was determined to find him.

They had promised each other before they had been split apart that they would find each other, some way, some how. He didn’t intend to break that promise now.

—Tubbo felt dizzy.

It had been easy enough to find where Ranboo was being kept and he now stood in front of his best friend’s cell.

Even though his eyes were now a deep, glowing purple and he had sharper teeth, there was no mistaking the boy in the cage as Ranboo.

Ranboo, who now also happened to be over 50ft tall…

As the other’s purple eyes snapped over to him and the teen let out a vwoop that Tubbo could feel in his chest…

The brunette could only stare on in terror.

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Love is Bigger Than the Mountains

—Techno is a well known giant hunter who was said to be cruel and heartless. Ranboo was surprised when he found out that that wasn’t necessarily the case.

Well… the sizeshifter had no doubts that if Techno knew what he was, he would be dead. The hunter was still good company, even if he was good company to a lie.

And he couldn’t exactly leave. The man was already suspicious and if he just left now…

Ranboo shuddered. For now all he could do was stick with Techno and hope his shifting didn’t betray him.

—Techno knew something was odd about the kid. He had found the boy in the middle of the woods as he was tracking his next giant. The pink-haired man was amazed that he had managed to survive so long and hadn’t been picked up by a giant yet. Techno just chalked it up to dumb luck.

Still….he warned the lanky teen to stay close to him, just in case. He didn't care, not at all, he just…didn’t want the teen to be kidnapped by a bloodthirsty giant. He wasn’t THAT heartless.

—As the days pass by the two find themselves enjoying each other’s company more and more.

Techno teaches Ranboo how to set snares to catch food. The teen in turn shows him which of the giant mushrooms are edible in the forest.

More than once the hunter has had to scare off some of the smaller predators that inhabit the giant forest but it hasn’t been an issue…until now.

—The duo had been walking along when a snarl that shook the ground rang out from behind them. Techno’s stomach filled with dread as turned around and saw the giant panther.

It’s velvety dark coat rippled as he jumped down silently from a tree. They were said to be extinct but this one obviously wasn’t.

The hunter was barely twice the size of a mouse compared to the large cat, and he knew this was a fight he couldn’t win.

Techno heard a gasp behind him. Well...he could at least provide a chance to escape.

“Ranboo, when I say go, run as fast as you can in the opposite direction and don’t look back.”

He kept his eyes firmly on the beast but he could barely see Ranboo nodding, a grim look of determination on his face.

He took a deep breath and carefully drew his sword, making sure that all of the feline’s attention was on him.

Techno raised his weapon, shouted “Go!”, and began charging towards the panther. As the cat ran forward to meet him he braced himself to feel sharp claws tear across his body.

But they never did.

Techno opened to eyes to see that the feline had been flung against a tree, and now stood growling at a giant Ranboo. The hunter heard as the sizeshifter growled back, an inhumane sound that tore itself from the boys throat.

The panther leaped and dragged its claws down Ranboo’s arm before he threw it again, this time harder.

The black cat shakily stood up band limped away, defeated.

Techno felt his heart stop as a set of massive eyes locked onto his movement. He wasn’t easily surprised but this was….something he hadn’t expected.

The hunter met the giants gaze and he feebly raised his sword.

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Let’s Show Them

—Tommy had just wanted to prove that he COULD be helpful and do things in his own, that was all.

That’s why one morning he woke up early and made his way to the kitchen, determined to make break.

Was it easier to just have one of the humans make breakfast, sure. But was Tommy going to use common sense and logic?? Absolutely not!

He had actually managed to get all of the ingredients out! But then tragedy struck.

The tiny had slipped on some spilled water and had fallen right into the sink! Now all he could do was wait.

—When Wilbur had found him, asleep in then sink the first thing he did was gently carry him upstairs and put him to bed. (After snapping a picture of course.)

He was nice enough that when Tommy woke up late the didn’t mention his little mishap in the sink.

Besides, Tommy will see the picture in the photo album soon enough.

—

(I’m sorry I didn’t have a lot for the last one—)

#mcyt g/t #dsmp g/t #Sloth Q’s #g/t fake fic titles #sizeshifter!ranboo #t!techno #g!ranboo #t!tubbo #PLEASE SQUISKMALLOW IF YOU WANT TO ACTUALLY WRITE THESE ID LOVE TO SEE THEM :D #t!tommy #g!wilbur

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x-pair-o-dice-x · 1 year

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hehehehhoo. by nature!ranboo.

#mcyt gt #mcyt g/t #my art #by nature au #giant!ranboo #sizeshifter!ranboo #been a hot second since i posted g/t art. or anything related to my aus dkndkdndk #i really wanted to draw a creachur. so. woe! ranboo be upon ye

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brick-a-doodle-do · 1 year

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school floor au

has

taken over

my mind

again

pls that sizeshifter librarian post sparked my obsession with it :(

give me asks about it

i demand them

#basic /nf but seriously the brainrot is real rn #and i was working on something for tiny workers too #now i gotta put that on the backburner >:v #i ask for asks so often i sincerely apologize #but i love that little blue circle so im going to continue :]#fwejdsvfjjds #school floor au #mcyt g/t #g/t #g/t thoughts #dsmp g/t #sizeshifter!ranboo #shifter!ranboo #t!ranboo #g!ranboo

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willingcannibalvictim · 7 months

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Voretober Day 8: Sudden

wow im a using colored pencils instead of markers?!?! what a turn of events.

all in favor of sizeshifter slimecicle say i

✋😳

#g/t #(???)#genloss #gl!slimecicle #gl!ranboo #but he’s smol #i love silly men #slimecicle silly man #sizeshifter slimecicle anyone?#voretober #voretober 2023 #not really vore but the cops won’t catch me #felix arts stuff

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cyncerity · 1 year

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I love tiny falls into giants mouth while they sleep and get swallowed trope so what if during a work break or something (maybe a sleepover would make more sense?) Ranboos napping on the couch and Tubbo and Tommy are having a war on the backrest of the sofa and one looses their balance and falls into Ranboos mouth? (all depends how heavy of a sleeper Ranboo is though I guess-)

sorry these doodles are a bit shitty i did them in school lol

anyway yesss!!! love this trope and i wanted to practice more comic style stuff anyways so thank you!!

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ana-lmao · 3 months

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Choose the next FIC :] (details): https://www.tumblr.com/ana-lmao/740244499177095168/some-fics-i-want-to-make-but-cant-because-i-would?source=share

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frickfrackiwastakingabath · 1 year

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@mcyt-gt-events @navigating-through-gray

Happy secret Santa!

Here was the prompt I chose:

Ranboo has two lives, one he lives in summer, and the other in winter. He seeks out the goddess of death to remove his other side, but... her idea of a solution is to give him a tiny hybrid?

(Also sorry it's so close to the deadline, school and finals were kind of kicking my ass.)

...

Cut You a Piece

tw mentioned temporary character death, terminal illness, calling someone it in a dehumanizing way (not maliciously or for long, dw) fear of death, fear play (accidental and intentional), threats of vore (very off hand and only mentioned once) and fear of death.

Tell me if I should tag anything else!

Title from "Cut You a Piece" from 35mm! (Even though it was based on Hadestown lmao)

...

Ranboo knew he was Ranboo. That- that part he knew. He knew it was cold. And he knew it was- that it COULD BE warm, but he never got to experience that part.

Not anymore.

Ranboo knew he was cursed, he knew that as well. He remembered it well, the veil over the witch's face and his green robes. The way his magic particles looked like feathers. His scary body guard forcing him off the premises before Ranboo could realize what happened.

He was cursed seven years ago, when he was ten for trying to sneak a cure for his friend's illness. The witch laughed and laughed when he caught him, and cursed him so he'd never see his friend again.

This all fell out in December. And Tubbo died in January.

It was a long two months for Ranboo. Sitting in his house, studying magic and necromancy and curses and healing spells. Tubbo was cursed to die, for the illness wouldn't have killed him if Ranboo hadn't met that witch.

This death was a curse, and if Ranboo was any magic user at all, he could lift it.

No, Tubbo was in pain, suffering, but he wouldn't have died. He would have turned into a beast, a horned monster that would ravage and burn towns if Ranboo didn't heal it.

And well, being the only person with healing magic in the village, even at ten years old, it was all on him.

But at the end of it, Tubbo was no longer a patient. But Ranboo's only friend.

Ranboo remembers the first time it happened.

He went to sleep in one March day, tomorrow the Spring Solstice. And he woke up in September.

He ran into town, asking frantically what had happened. He ran into Niki's bakery, feeling like just yesterday she was putting away her winter stock. And now she was taking it out again.

"Ranboo!" Niki smiled. "Thank you for helping me with those boxes yesterday, flour can be SO heavy."

Ranbo blinked at her. He... doesn't remember doing that. "I'm sorry Niki I... don't think I did help you. Maybe it was someone else?"

Niki laughed. "Of course it was you! What other ten year old do I know that's nearly six feet tall-"

She cut herself off as she turned around, blanching. "Oh shit! You look half starved to death! Sit down sit down!"

"Niki," Ranboo's gears were turning. "How could I have helped with the boxes?! I can barely lift five potions at once!"

"I don't know," Niki shrugged, putting down in front of him a warm loaf of bread and some juice. "You've been helping me all throughout Summer. I guess it is weird... how could you help me? And you looked fine yesterday! Why are you so... scrawny now?"

"That witch..." Ranboo put together the pieces. "Niki, do you remember what I was wearing yesterday?"

Niki thought for a moment. "That checkered brown jacket you always- wait... you don't have a checkered brown jacket... Tubbo did but he's-"

"Gone." Ranboo gulped. He stuffed the rest of the bread in his mouth and hopped up towards the door. "Thank you Niki!"

And it had been going like that ever since. And when Ranboo was awake, everyone thought Tubbo was dead, and that whatever Tubbo had done was Ranboo. The other way around must be true as well.

The witch had done his job. He would never see Tubbo again. Not in this half and half state.

So Ranboo was traveling to the underworld. He started his journey when he woke up for the winter at seventeen. And now in a week's time (he silently thanked Tubbo for understanding his goal, keeping him on track), Ranboo would fall asleep for the spring.

The grass was grey, thats the first thing he noticed as he stepped through the portal filled with stars. That and the sky was black. No... the sky was dark. It was purple then grey then blue and it all just looked like sand being swirled up by the tide.

Ranboo continued his trek, stuffing his hands in his pockets. The air was so cold it hurt to breath, and the dusty and... just overal somber smell of the Underworld didn't help much.

He was in a forest. Maybe? They weren't quite trees, inky black against the dark sky, sprawled out awkwardly, bent into shapes they shouldn't grow in. They were packed tightly together.

"And who are you then?"

Ranboo sucked in a breath, whipping around, narrowly avoiding tripping and falling on the roots. "Who's there?!"

"You don't look like you're from around here... you're..." the voice was small and quiet, so much so Ranboo thought he was imagining it. It wasn't like the voice was whispering either, it sounded like it wanted to be heard. "A human! What the fuck are you doing in the Underworld? And what the fuck are you doing on the way to the castle..."

"Show yourself!" Ranboo yelped as there was a noise behind him, twirling around and reaching for his- did he not bring any weapons?! "I- I have magic! Don't mess with me!"

"Tch. HEALING magic, hardly a threat to ME. Behind you."

Ranboo probably twisted his back 180 degrees as he fell to the floor, looking up at the creature in from of him.

It was... very small, maybe pinky finger sized? Ranboo had read about soul fire before, and the thing was enveloped in it. Or no... it had wings made of soul fire, and the rest was a glowing blue.

"Who- what are you?" Ranboo managed to squeak out.

The thing- the fairy? He sighed, crossing his arms, fluttering in the air. He spoke about as fast as his wings were beating, so very rapid and basically impossible to keep up with. "Apparently I'm not s'posed to give my name out, but Tommy isn't my name so you can call me that. And I'm CLEARLY an Underworld sprite. I'm supposed to guide souls to where their proper place in the afterlife is but you're not a soul! Not yet, anyway. Oh yeah, and quick question-"

The sprite zipped right up into Ranboo's face, making him yelp and back up. "Why are there TWO SOULS on you?! And why are you down here in the first place? Unless you're trying to get rid of one of the souls-"

"Yes!" Ranboo cut in. "I need the goddess of death to break this curse, and if you guide sould could you guide me to her castle?"

"Hmm... maybe for a favor!" Tommy had a mischievous glint in his eyes. "You're a healer, I want you to heal someone for me."

Ranboo wrung out his hands nervously. "I don't know how well healing magic works on the dead-"

"It doesn't! Harms them, in fact-" Tommy stated matter of factly. "No no no, my friend. I need you to heal the human of these woods. He's got a curse and he can't see his wife until it's lifted and he's being all sad and depressed about it-"

"I... don't really have the best track record with curses..." Ranboo admitted. He could somehow feel himself starting to sweat through the cold. "Maybe you could- WOAH!"

Ranboo jumped back in fright as Tommy shifted size right next to him, human sized. He was still a good half a foot shorter than him, but Ranboo was still no match for the sprite's strength.

And even at human sized, Tommy was lightning fast. He zipped through the forest faster than he could blink, taking him to an old cabin. It looked about as dead as anything else in the underworld, the wood grey from time, splintered. Cracked windows, overgrown discolored grass, Ranboo would never want to go there in a million years.

But unfortunately, Tommy was still grasping his forearm, and darted inside.

"PHIIIIIIIL!!!" Tommy called out. A man was sitting on an arm chair, facing away from them both. "I got a human to heal you up!"

The man chuckled, Ranboo sucked in a breath. He knew who this guy was. "Tommy, I told you that only-"

The witch- Phil- turned around, frozen mid sentence when he saw Ranboo. "That only the kid I cursed can heal me."

Ranboo squeaked, stumbling backwards and falling over. He scrambled to his feet, making a run towards the door.

"Shit!" Phil said under his breath as he drew a symbol in the air. The door in front of Ranboo slammed shut, and felt like solid cement as he desperately tried to open it again.

He can't get cursed. Not again. Not when he was so close to curing the first-

Phil stared at him with frustration, closed off and proper posture. He was going to finish the job, he was going to kill him. And he would laugh while doing it. He laughed the first time he hurt Ranboo.

"Kid- kid." Phil put his hands up when he saw Ranboo pressed as hard as he could against the door, as far as he could be from the witch. "I'm- hrmmmm... I'm SORRY for cursing you all those years ago."

Ranboo blinked back, surprised. He stayed in his position though, ready to run. "What?"

Phil sighed. "I thought nothing of it but my wife... not a huge fan of the joke. I can only visit her in my other form, but she cursed me for cursing you and now I'm stuck like this. And the only way to BREAK the curse-"

"Is if I do it..." Ranboo finished his sentence, remembering Tommy's words from earlier. He squinted at the witch and the sprite. "Any why should I help the guy who took my only friend from me?"

"You're here for him, right?" Phil crossed his arms. "And the spring Solstice is in just two days I believe-"

Ranboo's eyes widened. He hadn't been in the underworld for THAT long, had he?! He still had a week left when he was on the surface...

"Which only gives you two days to find the goddess of death and get a deal with her," Phil shrugged. "Once my curse is lifted, I can get you to her much faster. And if you do decide to wait out the two days and your friend makes his appearence... his soul will have a very strange time getting used to being thrown into the underworld with no adjustment period like you got."

Ranboo froze. What the heck was that supposed to mean? Tubbo wouldn't... get hurt, right?

No, Ranboo wouldn't let either of them get hurt, not if he could do something about it.

Phil clicked his tongue. "Tick tock-"

"I'll do it." Ranboo glared.

Phil smiled, tilting his head. "Perfect."

...

You know, Ranboo should have expected this when Phil asked to be cured outside.

"Let go of me!" Ranboo struggled in the witch's now giant grasp, watching the trees grow smaller as they were lifted in the air.

What happened to Tubbo if Ranboo died?

Now they were squirming even harder. They didn't want to be the one to get the two of them killed. Why did they tempt the witch again? The very witch that cursed them in the first place?!

"Relax, mate," Phil gave a giant sigh. Ranboo could feel the vibrations extend all the way to his hands where they were being held. "Ranboo-"

Ranboo screamed as they were pulled closer to Phil's face. They kicked and punched their fists against his hand, eventually resorting to clawing at him with their nails.

"Stop- hey!" Phil snarled, shaking Ranboo violently. Their brain pounded in their skull when he finally stopped. Ranboo felt like they would throw up if they had eaten anything in the past few days. "Stop it, or I'll make you go the journey in my mouth."

Ranboo yelped, slapping a hand over their mouth. He wouldn't he WOULDNT-

... would he?! Phil had already cursed them basically at the drop of a hat, who's to say he won't-

"Phil!" Tommy shouted up, zipping onto the witch's shoulder. "Stop shaking them! Treat them like me! No threatening, no surprise picking up-"

"I would if they weren't trying to ESCAPE-" Phil glared back down at Ranboo. They sucked in a breath as his grasp tightened. "You want to see your friend, don't you?!"

Ranboo nodded frantically.

"Well, Tommy's not strong enough to carry you-"

"HEY!"

"And you won't be able to keep up on foot." Phil tilted his hand and opened it, allowing Ranboo to stand up. "So let me hold you, or let your friend wake up confused and scared for his life on why he's in the underworld in the hands of a giant. You want me to carry you or not?"

Ranboo froze in indecision before slowly nodding their head.

Phil brought his other hand up, using both hands to cup Ranboo and make sure they didn't fall as they crossed the underworld.

And... it was beautiful.

Ranboo didn't really get to appreciate it from down below, but the view stunned them nearly as much as their fear of Phil did. The trees were caked in white... snow? And the sky was shone when Ranboo tilted their head, like an opal. The clouds swirled and shifted, dancing even though there was no wind.

And in the distance... a giant castle. It was dark, darker than the neutral grey of the rest of the underworld. But with that it also had the only colors in the land, purple fires dotted the sides, torches about two or three times Ranboo's size.

Ranboo looked up to see what Phil was thinking and... the giant witch was smiling fondly as they approached the gates. Why would he be... no.

Was Phil's wife... sure. Yep. Phil's wife was the goddess of death. Why not.

"Kristen!" Phil shouted, both Ranboo and Tommy flinching and covering their ears. Tommy shoved at his jaw in annoyance. "I'm home!"

"Phil!"

The shadows casted by the large walls and the purple flames conjured together, before disputing and leaving yet another giant in their wake. She wore a large hat with a veil, covering her face and the upper half of her torso. Other than that, she wore a long black dress with long dark brown hair.

"I've missed you!" She laughed, walking forward to embrace her husband before noticing Ranboo. "And who is this? Wait! No way... you actually found them-"

"Well," Phil shrugged. "More they found me. And while they've cured me of my curse..."

Kristen crossed her arms. "They still need the cure YOU gave them lifted. Huh. Funny how those things come back to bite you, isn't it, Phil?"

Phil rolled his eyes. "Yes yes, I get it. No cursing random kids."

"So... can you do it?" Ranboo spoke up.

"Of course I can," Kristen said with an audible smile. Ranboo couldn't really tell if she was being sweet or bragging. She looked at one of Phil's shoulders. "Tommy, would you mind fetching me water from the moat of the castle? And Phil, I'll need-"

"Ow!" Phil yelped as Kristen plucked a hair from his head.

"Yes ma'am!" Tommy fluttered in the air for a second, saluting, before flying out of the gate. Phil followed Kristen into a side room, where there resided a giant cauldron.

Kristen got to work as Phil stood by her side. Tommy fluttered up to be by Ranboo as well, who had been placed on a shelf and was nervously wringing their hands.

They were going to see Tubbo again.

Kristen walked over with a ladle of inky black liquid, dotted with little white specks like stars.

"Ranboo," Kristen said slowly, not quite hitting the gentle mark. "You're going to drink this, and then you'll pass out. When you wake up, you'll be in the land of the living, with Tubbo. It will most definetly be painful, as we're essentially ripping apart your souls at the seams."

Ranboo looked at themselves in the reflection of the potion. "Will... is it going to be painful for Tubbo?"

Kristen shrugged, shaking her head. "You're the one with the body, I doubt he'll even realize what's happening until he's back."

Ranboo nodded gravely, cupping as much potion as they could in their hands. The world turned sideways. There was shouting? And then it all faded to black.

...

Ranboo wasn't expecting to wake up to be honest. If what Phil said was true, then the Spring Solstice was today, when they would fall asleep and Tubbo would wake up in their place.

But Ranboo woke up.

And Kristen was right. They did hurt like hell, all their nerves were on fire and their heart felt tight, but they were awake for sure.

They sat up in bed, not sure what to do now. In... their own bed, back home too. Ranboo hasn't been home since he was thirteen.

What if it didn't work? What if they were seperated but it didn't bring Tubbo back? Or if Tubbo was in the last place HE woke up? What if-

"Ranboo?"

Ranboo yelped. It was a few years older, but they definetly recognized that voice.

They looked over at their nightstand, where a tiny figure was sitting on the desk, like he had just woken up too. Brown messy hair, jet black horns and wings, it was unmistakably Tubbo.

"Ranboo!" Tubbo yelped, falling backwards before scampering to his feet. "What's happening?! What's-"

"You have wings!" Ranboo gasped. "And- it worked! Wait, Kristen actually- ha HA!"

Ranboo leaned down over their night stand and hugged Tubbo close to their face. Tubbo screamed.

"Sorry!" Ranboo flinched back. Tubbo stood firmly on the nightstand, like he was ready for a fight. "I'm just... so happy to see you. And... wait, do the wings mean you're still cursed."

Tubbo flexed his wings in and out, flapping them a few times. "They don't feel cursed? Like I was bedridden and in pain before... everything happened obviously. And while we were... seperated I had no features at all, like the curse had gone away overnight. But now they're just sort of there? Even though this is the first time I've had them they just feel... natural."

"That's good," Ranboo thought for a moment. "We should probably-"

There were footsteps downstairs.

Tubbo clearly heard, snapping his neck over. "You didn't get a new roommate while we were apart, right?"

Ranboo shook their head, not able to say anything else before the door opened.

They blinked away the blue light invading their eyes, making their headache ever prominent. "Tommy?!"

"You're finally awake!" Tommy laughed. He was at human size, carrying two glasses of water. "Took you long enough! You both slept WELL through the solstice, it was SO boring!"

"Tommy, why are you here?!" Ranboo took the glass, slowly sipping on it. "WHY are you here?!"

"Well, Kristen sent me to look after you while you adjusted," Tommy shruggedlike he wasn't talking about the literal goddess of death. "And since you two have been passed out the entire time, I've sort of just been making sure you guys were alive, messing with the locals a bit- wait a minute!"

Tommy shrunk down to Tubbo's size and flew right up to him, hsnd outstretched. "I'm Tommy! And I already know you're Tubbo, don't worry."

"Ranboo," Tubbo backed up. "Who is this guy."

"Tommy is... an underworld sprite," Ranboo scratched the back of their head, not really knowing how to say that lightly. "He's here to help. I think? Did Kristen of Phil send you?"

"Kristen," Tommy landed on the nightstand. "She couldn't completely undo the curse, clearly, so she sent me to make sure neither of you do anything stupid. Can you fly?"

Tubbo blinked back before flapping his wings rapidly as hard as he could. Nothing. "I don't think so."

"Hm." Tommy lifted in the air again. "We'll have to get that taken care of. Meet me downstairs when you're ready, we've got LOTS to talk about!"

Tommy launched off the desk and returned to human sized, walking back downstairs.

"I'm..." Tubbo turned back to Ranboo. "You know what? Nope! Not even gonna ask."

Ranboo snickered. "I'm glad you're back."

Tubbo snorted. "I'm glad YOURE back! Haven't seen you in forever."

Ranboo extended their hand, Tubbo stepping onto it. "Come on, let's go figure this out."

...

And they did.

It was a lovely spring, the first spring Ranboo had had in years. He took his sweet time walking around outside, helping out around the town between healing and being with Tubbo.

And Tubbo was adjusting as well as someone could in this sort of situation. With Tommy there to help, giving pointers on how to navigate through giant sized terrains, as well as him teaching Ranboo how to properly handle the tiny, it was going well.

"Is it bad I'm still nervous for the solstice?" Ranboo asked. Him and Tubbo had been looking out the window, with Tubbo snuggled in the little pocket in his shirt, watching the first dnow of the year. Which was surprising, as the solstice was tomorrow.

"Meh." Tubbo shrugged. "I'm... definetly nervous. But you know, old habits die hard, right?"

Ranboo hummed, the two looked out the window the rest of the night. Until they went up to bed.

"Goodnight," Ranboo yawned pulling over his covers.

"Night!" Tubbo stretched before curling up. They had discovered that as a dragon, Tubbo liked sleeping on piles. Not just gold pulls, but everything. Like fabric.

He let his eyes fall closed, and drifted to sleep. The rest was short, as it was cut off early in the morning by a loud crashing sound.

"Ranboo?!" Tubbo said from the floor, rubbing his head. Why was Tubbo so big?! "Where are you?! I can't see-"

"I'm under the blankets!" Ranboo shouted. Tubbo lifted up the covers and-

Tubbo was a giant. Ranboo scrambled back, realizing how small he was. He felt like he was with Phil and Kristen again.

"Here, let me put you on the desk," Tubbo grabbed Ranboo a bit tightly and plopped him in the nightstand. Ranboo collapsed.

"Don't do that please..." Ranboo was shaking like a leaf.

"Oh crap sorry-" Tubbo cringed back. "I know that that isn't the greatest feeling."

"And we had just gotten used to living with you as a tiny..." Ranboo whined, sighing.

It was going to be another long six months.

#mcyt g/t #mcyt gt #giant!ranboo #tiny!tubbo #giant!phil #giant!kristen #do people call her krusten or mumza here?#giant!mumza #sizeshifter!tommy #ranboo and tubbo are *technically* size shifters but its barely there so whatever.#tiny!ranboo #<- in comparisson to mumza and phil

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i-am-beckyu · 1 year

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helloooo!!! more fake fic titles now that i'm not jetlagged >:D

thrown under the bus

the warmth you've given me

judge me all you want, i am alive and you are not (damn i love that one)

525,600 minutes (pfft totally didn't take that from rent)

the walls are growing

too much and two little

in another timeline, maybe

withdrawn wanderlust

OKAY I'LL PROBABLY DELIVER SOME MORE IF I CAN THINK OF SOME (IF YOU'D LIKE!!) BUT FOR NOW HAVE THESE :DDD

My brain is stupid giving me ideas straight after I said I have no motivation or energy lol.

It’s taunting me guys

Thrown under the bus

Tommy thought this school was going to be different. That maybe this time, things would finally work out for him. The orphanage he was in had worked so hard to make sure that this school would be a safe place for him. Clementine, the head of the orphanage had made sure that this time, a school for tinies and humans would be the right fit for Tommy. She had promised. PROMISED! And yet here he was, curled up hiding in a buses tyre rim, desperately trying to muffle his sobs so that the human bullies wouldn’t find him.

But the rims of bus wheel could not save him as Tommy felt his leg grabbed, and was suddenly ripped out into the open by the bullies who continued to poke and prod at him, hurting him in the process.

He just wanted the nightmare to end! All he wanted was to go to school and actually feel like he belonged! To make friends and actually feel comfortable for being only a few inches tall! To for once in his life feel safe and cared for! Was that so much to ask fo-

“LET HIM GO NOW!!” Came a very loud and angry voice. He recognised that voice. Well if he wasn’t trembling before, Tommy sure was now..:

And we leave that one open ended for interpretation :3

The warmth you’ve given me

Cold. He was so deathly cold. Tubbo could feel himself shaking as the cold air continued to get icier as the night went on. He wasn’t going to make to sunrise at this rate. He needed shelter and warmth!!! There! A cave on the cliffside!!! He struggled to get towards the cave but eventually made it inside, venturing in as far as he could before passing out.

When Tubbo next awoke, he found himself on a semi squishy surface. It was kind of rough but what struck Tubbo as odd was that the ground was radiating heat? Why would the ground produce heat? He was in a snowy tundra in a cave that was far from any volcanic activity?? It was then that a gush of warm air washed over him with a slight smell of smoke. A rumble vibrated from beneath Tubbo. He peaked an eye open and suddenly it all clicked. He was on Dragons chest. A very warm and massive dragons chest. And said Dragon, was purring at him.

Ranboo just wants to help the tiny human that showed up in his den. And what’s the best way a dragon can help than by keeping the little almost frozen thing warm?

Hehe dragonboo :3

Judge me all you want, I’m alive and you are not

Tubbo missed Ranboo. Ever since he’d died it had been a strain to look after Michael on his own and deal with the grief. And what was worse was when Ranboo had come back as a ghost, he was now 4 inches tall! And Ghostboo was always floating around his head and getting into his pockets, playing with Michael and clinging to his hands. Everywhere Tubbo went, Ghostboo was there too and it was getting harder to keep all the emotions in. Ghostboo was just a constant reminder, that his husband was gone.

But now he had bigger issues to worry about. Because from a burst of anger at the constant pestering of Ghostboo, Tubbo had grabbed the little ghost in his hand and harshly yelled at them letting all his grief out, resulting in a trembling ghost, with tears freely flowing down their tiny face.

So how do you comfort a tiny ghost when the reason you’re upset is dead and in front of you?

Almost couldn’t think of something for that one lol. And now I love it sooo much!

525,600 minutes

Yeah none for that one 🙃math and number make brain go brrrrrr I tried to think of something for that one so hard qwq

The Walls are growing

None for this one either 🙃

Two much and too little

That one got its own post here :3

In another timeline, maybe

Karl had a gift and a curse. He had seen many timelines, many universes, many people, some that met horrid ends. And each timeline he was sent too when it ended was as difficult as the last. Yet, he could not change how they would end, for Karl had the gift to see the future. He wished he didn’t get visions, because when a vision was sent, then fate was sealed. He could not change what was destined to happen and yet, he still tried. He has mourned loss for decades. But he still tries to change fate. To save his friends.

Ok so this one isn’t exactly a prompt or gt but I feel like this could be written similarly to how the tales of the smp were written but more or less Karl would find that his friends all met dreadful ends which he’d get visions off, and he try and save them ultimately continuing to fail, with each chapter/story ending with: perhaps he would succeed in another timeline…

Withdrawn wanderlust

Tommy had been in exile for weeks. He missed his home terribly. He desperately just wanted to go home. But no one wanted him. No one came to visit him and Tubbo, his best friend, had exiled him. But he missed home. Missed the land, the animals, the people. But to return now would be a death sentence. But what more did he even have to live for?

With every new day, the longing for home grew. So Tommy decide to use the one thing he’d never revealed to anybody and return. Sizeshift.

No one, knew he could sizeshift. It was a part of himself he kept hidden to protect himself. Sure there had been many times he wished he had just exposed himself and shifted, but the fear of losing everyone he loved was greater than that need. But now it didn’t matter if he shifted. He had no one left to lose.

So he returned home. He shifted to tiny size and traveled about through his friends homes. He wanted to talk to them, to know they still cared but he resisted and resigned himself to watch and listen from a distance. How long would it be until they even realised he was gone from exile?

I hope you liked these Brick! Again I’m sorry that took a bit too get out but thank you for being understanding with the wait! Definitely some of my favs came from these titles❤️

#I think 6/8 of prompts is pretty good #I spent so long trying to think of something for the two I missed qwq #beckyu answers #mcyt g/t #mcyt gt #tiny!tommy #tiny!tubbo #giant dragon!ranboo #giant!tubbo #tiny!ghostboo #sizeshifter!tommy #fake fic title game #ask #brick my beloved <3

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New AU

SBI 3/3 (Phil, Techno, Wilbur) are all giant/size shifter immortals

Phil is enjoying the sun when he sees three young boys in the distance, he doesn't bother them and only waving after they wave to him. (Tommy, Tubbo, Ranboo)

Then their mother appeared, (Kristen!)

The two adults talk as the kids explore Philza's hands.

Soon they begin to meet up, after finding out that they live in a cabin at the edge of the woods.

Wilbur and Technoblade met them and grew as fond as he had.

The children, while intimidated by the two, found ways to scare and irritate the younger giants.

Though they are easily distracted by promises of rides. (Flying or in Techno's case extreme tail wagging)

Despite Tommy being Wilbur's obvious favorite, he splits time between the brothers.

Ranboo being Techno's favorite, sometimes leaves Tubbo alone but Techno and Wilbur find ways to bring Tubbo into the group.

(Tubbo has self esteem issues, even in his family)

Tubbo doesn't feel the bond everyone in his family feels. (He doesn't have a favorite and he isn't the favorite)

Everyone knows this and tries to bring him closer, he's close to the group just not the favorite.

When Kristen and Phil get married, even though he knows he's loved Tubbo feels oddly alone.

At one point he tried to run away during a snow storm, only to be found by the Technoblade (the better hunter).

Techno managed to get Tubbo to open up and feels guilty, even as Tubbo explains it's just himself.

After Tubbo gets wrapped up in many "blankets" and falls asleep, Technoblade explains what was going on.

This was supposed to be fluffy...wtf happened?

#owl writes #owl imagines #g/t writing #mcyt g/t #giant technoblade #sizeshifter Philza #sizeshifter Wilbur #tiny Kristen #tiny mumza #tiny Tommy #tiny Ranboo #tiny Tubbo #step family au

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colossal-red · 2 years

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Do Sally, Fundy, and Wil ever get to know Tommy?

Ended up making a whole Side Story lmao

Tinyhunt Side Stories: Crime Boi’s

Tw: Swearing, mediocre level angst, mostly fluff. WC: 1100-ish

Wilbur was on his way to his father’s house, but he decided to stop at a park, so that his son could run around a bit.

But when he went to sit down on a bench, he noticed something peculiar. Next to him was a jacket, and it appeared to be, moving? He looked around, and apart from his son, there was only a tall man wearing a suit just running around. (Was there something in his hair? Nah probably not.)

So Wil picked up the jacket and checked out the pocket. He had vague notions that maybe a tiny mer had been dried out, but he hadn’t actually expect for their to be one in there! He let out a small gasp as his hand wrapped around a small body, which turned out to be a small teen with blonde hair. He was shaking, Wilbur wouldn’t be surprised if it was out of fear. “Don’t worry little mer, you’re safe now.” But the fear disappeared, and was replaced with, anger?

“Oi Bitch! You better fucking put me down or I’ll kill you!” The small blonde shouted up at the human, surprising him. “Hey, calm down prick i’m trying to help you!” He set the tiny teen on the bench table, and just kinda stared at him. Both men seemed unsure of what to do next. “How did you get here?” Wil broke the silence, “I mean, if someone took you from the ocean then they must’ve-“ The blonde interrupted, “The fuck do you mean ocean?” Now it was Wilbur’s turn to be confused. “What, but, you’re a mer aren’t you?” He asked.

“What the hell is a ‘Mer’?!” That was when the tall teen from earlier walked over, Wil could see his eyes widen as they reached for the small teen. Wilbur wasn’t sure what came over him. Even though he had just met the teen, he felt an overwhelming sense, that he should protect him. He batted the tall man’s hand away cupped his own over the blonde, scooting him away from the man. “You fuck off! You can’t hurt them!” He yelled at the tall teen. “Fucking get your hands off me bitch!”

Ranboo was getting ticked off. He was glad that Micheal was at Puffy’s, he didn’t want the baby to see what he was about to do to this man if he hurt Tommy- But his thoughts were cut off by Tubbo, who was riding in his hair. It was a strange sensation for a small teen to slide down your forehead and stand on your nose like it was a slanted floor. “I BEG YOUR FUCKING PARDON BITCH!” Tubbo just started RIPPING into the man. And while Tubs was talking a bit too fast for the man to understand, he seemed to get the gist of what he was saying.

The man released Tommy, and after picking him up to see if he was okay, they left the park. The next day though, they realized that the man in question lived two houses down from them, so they assumed that he’d be a problem. But he wasn’t. Because he actually came by their house and apologized. They were just sitting at the kitchen table having a nice breakfast when he knocked on the door. Ranboo told Tommy and Tubbo, naturally, to hide, before answering the door. He was surprised to see the man from yesterday, but was instantly on the defensive just in case he tried anything.

“Hey, I just wanted to apologize about yesterday… I didn’t realize that you were friends with the mer-“ He cut himself off, like he had been hit by something in his jacket. “Excuse me, Borrower.” Ranboo’s eyes widened slightly, how did this guy know what Borrowers were? “My names Wilbur,” he said, holding his hand out, “what’s yours?” Ranboo, still confused by the fact that he knew about Borrowers, shook his hand dumbfoundedly, “R-Ranboo, how do you know about Borrowers?” He asked him with a slight edge to his voice.

Meanwhile, Tommy and Tubbo peaked out behind the salt and pepper shakers they had hidden behind. They were curious too.

The man- Wilbur, let out a small smile. “Well, I don’t know about Borrowers, my Girlfriend does though.” He finished, reaching his hand into his pocket and presenting a Female Borrower. “Hey, you must be Ranboo, I’m Sally.”

A few hours of talking later…

Wilbur and Tommy sat together at the kitchen table while the others chatted on the couch, they’re backs to them. “Ayup Big Man, sooo, mind sneaking me some cookies?” Tommy asked with a smirk and cheeky grin. Normally, Wilbur would’ve refused. But, his chaotic energy appeared to be rubbing off on him. “Alright, let’s go get some.” He offered his hand to Tommy, who stepped onto it so trustfully. And while Wilbur and Sally had been together for almost a month now, it was still strange to feel the small living weight of a tiny person in his hand.

The two crept over to the kitchen, and snuck a few cookies from the jar. He placed a cookie onto the hand that Tommy was laying on, and ate the other for himself. Though, while he was munching on the cookie, “Wilbur! You can’t just eat their food unprompted!” Sally scolded him from a counter. Wilbur quickly hid Tommy in the cookie jar, so he wouldn’t get in trouble as well. After Sally chewed him out, he smiled at the thought that the Borrower was probably gorging themselves in there. After a few goodbyes, they left the home. But Wil made sure that the lid to the jar was slightly off, so Tommy could get out without help.

Tommy crawled out of the cookie jar a little bit later, heh, while that human was initially a bitch, he was great about giving Tommy his treats. He went to Ranboo’s room, and climbed the chest of the slumbering human. He spotted Tubbo resting on Ranboo’s hair, and scoffed lightly at the little bee boi. He curled up into a ball on the human’s chest, and thought about when he would next see the human. He did wonder vaguely where the humans next door in between their houses were, but that was a problem for another day.

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#mcyt g/t #tinyhunt au #tiny!tubbo #tiny!tommy #giant!fundy #tiny!sally #sizeshifter!sally #giant!ranboo #giant!wilbur #implied giant!puffy

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