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[soothinglee]

GOODBYE

a/n: goodbye is back baby! a little filler and the last chapter will be longer!

summary: fears.

warnings: semi- religious talk, cursing, crying, etc.

goodbye

THE AIR WAS becoming toxic, every breath y/n drew in was suffocating. at some points it became so much that they wanted to plug their nose and die.

the sight was sickening, it almost made them feel bad. Tubbo had no right to have their sympathy but yet he had it in his grasp like he owned it.

they had to thank whatever god was above that ranboo had focused on anything but them, one more word spoken would make them spiral. it was hard to think and a fog devoured their mind.

“don’t even think about lying,” he had tubbos face in his grimy hands. forcing his wandering eyes to his purple ones.

tubbo chokes, he debates if it’s a good idea to risk y/ns’ safety even more because- if he did tell ranboo the truth he would discard dreams words and bring them back dead. Or, he would die and who would get Michael?

he lets out a shaky sigh, ranboos eyes grazed his face like a hawk watching its prey, looking for any sign of vulnerability.

“well?” ranboo questions after a beat of silence.

“I-“ he gulps, the pressure of ranboo hand around his face increases with each word. “I had to,” ranboo moves his hand and tightens it around tubbos neck, he yelps at the contact.

“I’m sorry! Please don’t hurt me, I had to- please.” his voice is muffled by sobs, thankfully ranboo had some vendetta against tears and retracted his hand back with a scoff wiping it against his shirt. tubbo takes the opportunity to step back and gulp in much needed air.

“you switch up fast y’know? one second you are all for turning y/n to dream and then you're,” he gestures to tubbo who was hunched over the table with a nasty look “this.”

he tuts and turns towards y/n whose glare hardened every-time he moved, if looks could kill he’d be long gone. he takes long steps toward them and shoved them against the wall. they felt the stone piercing their skin, going far enough to draw blood.

scratch what they thanked before, fuck the god that was on duty right now. the sheer pain flowing the rough their body was unbearable, if their pain tolerance was any lower their brain probably would’ve shut down and they’d pass out.

ranboo gives them a frown, scanning their face like he did once before to tubbo. “you look so sad,” he comments fixing their wild hair in place, like how a cat would groom its kitten when they first give a breath of life.

y/n gives a low rumble, pure hatred laced their words “no shit.”

ranboo giggles but he falters “you know what this means right? you gotta come with me. dream has been waiting for you and you can’t disappoint the master.”

what kind of messed up stuff is going on here?

“I’m not going anywhere with you,” they muster up what ever saliva they could produce in their body and spit, directly into his face. “fuck you.”

his whole demeanor changes in a instant, he drops the hand from their hair and wipes the spit off and it lands on the floor with a splat. he watches it falls and shakes his head. "y/n," he sighs grabbing a handkerchief from his pocket and ridding his hand of the fluid, "I just want to let you know that you made this difficult-"

was the last thing they heard then the lights went out.

[dysfunctionalcrab]

hi niss! I have a quick question for you, would you be okay if I did my masterlist the same way as yours? I like the style of how you did yours and im kinda semi bored of mine(also its kinda confusing). I just wanted to ask first so you didnt think I was copying/stealing! ^_^ thanks<3

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tough love || masterpost

summary: after moving into a new town (y/n) quickly gets roped into the familiar gangscene, specifically the underground fighting rings. in the ring they meet two people who waste no time trying to get to know them.

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[soothinglee]

SAVE ME.

spoilers to SPIDERMAN: NWH

peter parker(TH) x reader

please do not steal my work!

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(this is the first time I have ever wrote a spiderman fanfiction, just to get that out of the way.)

EVERYTHING HAPPENED SO FAST, the scaffolding that was connected to the rebuilt statue of liberty came crashing down. MJ held on tightly to one of the metal bars somewhat stabilizing herself as the boards beneath caved in. Ned held on tightly to you as everything shook.

"I wont let go of you." He breaths trying to stop you from slipping off the edge.

gasping, you unconsciously hold onto his arm tighter. "yeah I'd hope not."

All the spidermen where occupied with fighting off their own villains, the sound of webs being shot and metal clanking bounced off lady liberties copper surface and into the sky. You couldn't run, the portal was to far away and the chances of being tangled up in a fight or falling off on the boards were just too high. The only thing you could do was stand still like dolls and pray you didn't die. Or until one of the peters could save you.

Your body was fatigued and feeble, your grip on Ned weakened. Running from high teched villains with superpowers not even a normal being would believe could get tiring after awhile. With no food in your system the feeling of fainting lingered in the back of your mind.

but there was no time to faint now.

Neds hand began to clam up and you slipped slightly making you let out a shriek, grabbing on tighter. you look up terrified as the boards around you came crashing down on top of each other like dominos. You slip again and your heel dangles off the side of the wood. MJ turns her head at the sound.

"I got you," he says backing up slowly trying to give you some space even though there was not a lot available. "I got you." beads of sweat build on his forehead, he himself was growing tired, you could tell. He doesn't seem to have enough strength to hold the both of you up but he was trying.

"Ned I-" your words get cut off by the intense shaking of everything around you. One minute you are in the grasp of Ned, feeling somewhat secure and safe and the next you feel yourself flying the air. You opened your eyes, when did I close them, and see the pure terror that flood Ned and MJs' faces as Neds' outstretched hand reaches for you, but you were to far

gone.

A scream rips through your mouth as you freefall, with nothing around you to stop yourself you had no hope. Were you ready to die? Were you ready for everything to be over just like that? You were only 17 will big plans ahead, you wanted a job, a house, a well working car, a husband, peter.

where was he when you needed him?

the sound of MJs' cries float into your eardrums as you continue to fall, its not how the movies made it out to be, it was peaceful, calm. You knew you were going to die and you just, accepted it.

You let your body go limp.

Somewhere on the Liberty peter continues to fight Doc Oct and manages to knock him back, giving him enough time to run. He huffs and swings around a pole, hitting doc in the face with a web and landing on his feet. He was bloodied and bruised, his rib cage still trying to heal itself from earlier.

Something isn't right. A weird tingling sensations coats his body like a blanket as he stops and listens. The hairs on his arm raises as he slowly stands. Sadness he feels, and misery. He hasn't felt this since earlier when May died, and since finding and making friends with different versions of himself he felt happy. So why now?

"Y/N!" he heard MJ scream over the sounds of grunting and clanging. She was looking over the edge clutching her chest as sobs racked her body.

oh god.

He dodges Docs' tentacle. He knew this day was coming yet he really wished it didn't. He couldn't lose you, not now and not ever.

He had heard the devastating stories of his doppelgänger lovers, different versions of you and yet he thought he could re-write the story and save you. To hold you in his arms and apologize for ever getting you into this mess in the first place. He should have just listened to Strange. But like May said; With great power comes great responsibilities.

and if he couldn't save you he would be responsible.

He swan dives off of the wood, pushing himself forward to give himself a boost to get towards you quicker. He was so close, he could smell the perfume you wear in the air as you both continue to descend further.

He reached a hand out to you, trying to grab onto your blouse. A metal clanking sound nears peter and in seconds he was ripped away from you.

"NO!" he screams banging on the metal arm trying to land a punch on Docs' face.

Your were going to die because of him.

and he couldn't save you.

[soothinglee]

GOODBYE

I'm so sorry for the wait, huge writers block to little motivation!

summary: ranboo finds them.

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“RANBOO? what are you doing here?" tubbo asks stepping forward slightly, the smile on his face wavers, he's nervous. he watches as Ranboo folds back his cuffs to clip it onto the sleeves.

"what do you think?" he sneers, "I wanted to be apart of our family reunion." he walks over to the table, past y/n who backed up so much they ran into the wall. ranboo didn't even give them a glance. he picks up the teapot that was left alone, grown cold and flavorless` and pours himself a drink in unused cup next to it.

y/n stares at him as he makes himself at home. pulling out a chair just to slouch in it and prop his feet up. the soles of his shoes were torn up and discolored. at the heel was a tiny smiley face which looked to be craved in with some kind of wood chip.

every second that he was here was a second y/n got more pissed. they watch as he toys with an abandoned crumb, moving it around like a pawn on a chessboard.

they always loved chess.

tubbo shifts his weight on his toes and coughs, bringing the attention towards him. ranboo leans his head in tubbos direction but his gazes is stuck strong on y/n, who was picking at the hem of their jumper sleeve, refusing to look at ranboo.

"how has your day been ranboo?" tubbo inquires going to sit on the opposite side of him, in y/ns' spot. he crosses his legs and reaches across the table to grab his tea but doesn't sip it.

he's comfortable.

too. comfortable.

ranboo clears his throat and looks at him through his eyelashes, his glasses shift on his nose and slides down, so much you can see his whole eyebrow but just a tiny section of his eye.

he laughs and shakes his head "well when I woke up to find the bed empty and the house cold I was upset to say the least," he flicks the crumb he had been playing with across the room. "and when I found out where my husband had slipped away to I was," he puts his feet on the floor and leans his body onto the table, "disappointed I-"

"how did you find me?" y/n interjects standing behind tubbo who was nervously looking between the both of them.

ranboo looks at y/n, an indescribable glint shines in his eyes and for a split second his ears turn downward. he takes his elbows off the table and sits up straight, "well hello you." he starts smiling lightly "I didn't know when you would say something."

y/n repeats themselves but this time the tone is stern, demanding.

seconds go by before anything is said, ranboo contemplates telling them the truth while tubbo bites at his nails not looking at anyone.

ranboo sighs and wipes off his hands from the cookie grease, "I found the napkin you gave to tubbo the day we left from techno's, he had left it on the kitchen counter on accident," he looks at tubbo who had turned his body completely away from the two, "but I'd like to say he did it on purpose." ranboo mumbles picking at his hands and staring at the wall behind y/n.

they scoff "okay? but that still doesn't explain how you found this place, I made sure nobody could track me down..." they look at tubbo who was avoiding eye contact, his posture rigid. "unless.." their voice trails off.

ranboo smirks and stands to his feet, the sounds of the chair scraping the floor bounces off the wall. "unless?" he repeats walking towards tubbo.

he couldn't have. he wouldn't have.

"unless he told you were I was." they watch as ranboo places a hand on tubbos shoulder and in response he tenses up.

"there's your answer."

the ground and the ceiling starts spinning, all the air had left their lungs as they try to find where the wall was. They trip over the rug and almost fall to the ground. tubbo stands up.

"y/n, be careful." tubbo goes to help them but they slap his hand away.

"no! stay away from me!" they gasp trying to find some distance between them.

"its not what it seems!" tubbo tries to reason but y/n plugs their ears using their tail to swipe at tubbo.

"YES IT IS!" they huff, "you lied to me, put me in danger. and after all the things you told me you still thought it was a good idea to stay."

tubbo steps forward to begin talking but ranboo pushes him out the way and turns to him instead.

"tubbo," he says looking at him, the air grows cold and so does his voice, "what did you tell them?"

he try's to defend himself but nothing comes out of his mouth, he looks like a fish out of water. sweat started dripping from his forehead.

he cant come up with anything.

"I'm going to ask you again," ranboo takes a step forward and bends down at tubbos height, his voices echos and booms throughout the room, he no longer sounds like himself. "what did you tell them.”

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[soothinglee]

GOODBYE V

warnings:: someone getting hurt.

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Ranboo opened the spruce door with a bang. everything in the house shook as he threw his things onto the hard wood floor in anger.

Tubbo shuffles into the house hand in hand with Michael as the child looks at his angered father in confusion. he looks up at tubbo who slowly puts Michael behind him in a trance.

“Ranboo it’ll be alright, we’ll get y/n back-“ tubbo starts leaving Michael at the door to try and calm his husband down with a soft pat on the back.

Ranboo huffs in anger. in a blink of a eye tubbo is halfway across the room cowering as ranboos once green and red eyes turn a dark shade of purple that glows in the darkness.

“SHUT UP TUBBO!” He yells throwing a small wooden table that barely missed Michael "YOU KNOW WHAT WILL HAPPEN IF WE DONT GET THEM BACK! HE WILL BE UPSET! HE WILL RUIN EVERYTHING WE HAVE AND TAKE MICHAEL WAY FROM US! DO YOU REALLY WANT THAT TO HAPPEN?!" he walks over to Tubbo who was propped up on his arms lying on the floor.

tears falls down his cheeks. he shakes his head rapidly. "N-No..NO! Ranboo please you're doing it again. You're going to scare Michael away!"

Ranboo whips around to see the child holding himself in shaking arms. Michael was too focused on looking at Tubbo in concern instead of the tall black and white man walking towards him. "dad? what's going on?"

all Tubbo could do is shake his head. the sudden feel of a cold hand on his foreman brings him to the person in-front of him making him tilt his head confusion. "papa? w'ats wrong with your eyes?"

Ranboo laughs and shakes his head "nothings the matter Michael but, I have a question for you. do I scare you?"

Michael tilts his head and shakes it, "no? am I supposed to be scared?"

Ranboo shakes his head and laughs, "no. I think you should get ready for bed. its getting late and we have big plans for tomorrow! we have to be up bright and early!"

Michael narrows his eyebrows. "okay! goodnight papa! goodnight dad!" Michael bends down to unstrap the velcro on his orange shoes to slip them off, then he shimmes his brown leather jacket and hangs it up on the coat rack to make his way to the ladder.

from the floor Tubbo calls out a soft 'goodnight Mike' and watches as he dissapers to the floor above. once he's gone Tubbo stands up quickly and looks at Ranboo. "are you crazy! I thought we agreed that we'd never let Michael see you like this!"

Ranboo waves Tubbo away dismissively and makes his way to the kitchen for a glass of water "He was bound to find out anyway."

Tubbo scoffs and follows Ranboo into the kitchen rubbing the arm he fell on "mo he wasn't! Michael is just a child! he's going to be traumatized. he's just like you; a scare little boy who just wants to be safe."

Ranboo turns around with a half finished glass of water in his hands. he lifts it up to his mouth while staring at tubbo and downs the rest of it in a single gulp. he places it back on the counter. "I was a child when I first met him. If your worried about safety he'll be fine. you, I, Puffy and Foolish both taught him how to take care of himself. plus we'll be there."

Tubbo shakes his head, "god knows what will happen! you'll probably be under his control while we're there! it's not a good idea!"

particles start to surround Ranboos body as he begins to shake. He takes a deep breath and grabs another cup of water. He takes a few moments until all the particles are gone. "we are going to see him tomorrow and that's final. you know what will happen if we don't go. we aren't going to discuss this any longer. I suggest you get some sleep too, don't want you to be ⏁⟟⍀⟒⎅" he walks off.

Tubbo needs to find a way to stop things from going bad and he needs to talk to y/n, without techno knowing.

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[soothinglee]

GOODBYE |V

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a/n:: ty so much for the support!<3

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from where technoblade stood he couldn't really see the picture clearly.he steps out onto the porch where the two boys and Michael were to get a closer look. he takes the picture out of Ranboos hands and holds it up to his face.

the photo its self is kind of worn down. yellow and brown coats the material like a blanket and the edging of the photo was ripped and torn. The front photo looked as though it was taken a decade ago. you and your two fathers stood at the beach. smiles wide and arms around eachother, you were placed on a rock in-between the two. ranboo had a arm around your shoulder as tubbo had a arm around your waist. the height difference was comical. it looked as if it could've been photoshopped.

technoblade lets out a displeased grunt and hands the photo back ,"no I haven't. you know that if I ever come into contact with a child they will be deceased in an instant."

"oh?" Tubbo steps up from behind Ranboo carrying Michael on his hip. "So you would kill your own hybrid species? you'd kill Michael?"

"yes."

"oh," This makes tubbo back and stand back behind ranboo as Technoblade glares at Tubbo

"look, you've been dilly dallying for too long. I request your leave, good day." Technoblade steps a foot into the house but right as he goes to shut the door it gets blocked open by a freckled hand.

"Technoblade we came here nicely to come collect our child. We know their here and we know that they told you everything. Please just let us see them and make it up. we feel absolutely terrible, can we just talk to them?" Ranboo had a somber look in his eyes.

Technoblade was going to deny that you were here when a voice appeared from behind laughing.

"Techno! Whats taking you so long? The dishes aren't..going to...finish them..selves." Your speech stops at a halt. In your hands is a damp cotton dish towel, soap suds fall from your arms and hands. Your once dry gray shirt soaked to the brim with soap water. You avoid the onlooking eyes and look up at Technoblade. your tail juts in between your legs. "Tech, what's um- what's going on here?"

Technoblade shakes his head and stares at Ranboos now glowing purple ones. He puts a hand out infront of you. "nothing, go back inside and finish up. I'll be there momentarily"

Ranboos eyes go back to green and purple and fill up with sorrow, "y/n, hey, how have been?"

you narrow your eyes and suck at your teeth.

now they care? it's been weeks since you last heard of them and there's been no calls, no letters, no worried friends knocking on the door looking for you, no search parties, missing posters, nothing. now out of the blue they want to show up when you finally feel happy and loved like they knew you were here the whole time?

"fine. just peachy." You notice Micheal looking at you with arms wide open. your heart breaks a little as he starts to cry for you. you try and ignore him and look back at Ranboo who was already looking at you.

"Y/n...dont be like this, we came here to apologize for what we did, we miss you so much. we miss seeing you greet us at the door, we miss the endless drawings you'd leave at the counter for us to see, we miss your laughter as you played with Michael and the little stories you'd tell him. we missed you. please come back to us."

"I don't know what you're trying to pull here, but it's not gonna work," you scoff and shake your head.

"I'm perfectly content as I am. I'm actually being cared for by someone who actually pays attention to me. I don't eat alone, I don't play alone, I have someone to talk to like i've never had before Michael came. Ever since he had arrived i've been left in the dust and i'm tired of it! I rather be left out on the streets like I was before then be ignore by the people who choose me."

Tubbo hands Michael to Ranboo and step forward, turning his attention towards you. "Y/n please, we'll make it up to you you'll never be alone again-"

"yeah? How will you grantee that? I can't just leave! I've built a bond with Techno like i've always wanted in a paternal figure. You guys gave that AND THEN YOU SNATCHED IT AWAY FROM ME!" you breathe out deeply trying to calm your racing heart. All of the pent up anger and you've had to to deal with for the longest time releases itself.

"I can't leave him, do you understand? I will not turn into the people you are. I'm not abandoning him like you guys did to me.That's final. I'm sorry that your plan to 'win me back' didn't work. I'm going back inside." before you step a foot into the cottage you turn back around to Michael one last time. leaning in you wipe his tears away and kiss his cheek delicately "goodbye Michael."

Even if Michael is the reason for everything he still doesn't deserve to be left without a goodbye.

Michael looks at you with sad eyes and you get a good look at him for the first time. his pink cheeks are dusted red, tears drip from his eyes as he cries.

you walk back into the house with your head held high.You didn't even feel a slight pinch of remorse for what you did. sure, you may be sad later but at least now your cared for and happy.

A few minutes later as you sat on the couch you could no longer hear the heated conversation of the adults talking. Technoblade emerges from the kitchen door and stands there looking at you with arms crossed.

"why?"

"huh?" you turn around to see his confused yet impressed expression. "why what?"

"why you do it? why did you want to stay?" he walks towards you and puts both hands on the head of the couch.

you sigh, "I've realized something in my time of staying here Technoblade,"

"wherever you are, that's where my home is. thank you for being there."

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GOODBYE |||

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summary:: welcome home?

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your shoulders shake severely as you trudge through the cold tundra Technoblade called home. it had to have been days since you began walking. running out of food and going off of the little water you happened to have on you, your demise felt as if it was growing closer and closer. Pulling the wool sweater across your body tighter, you look behind you as deep boot tracks follow your every step. from what you could see, the trail went on for miles.

You shudder as your thoart becomes tight, you gasp lightly as you struggle to unscrew the cap of the metal canister that contained your water. hastily you drop all the items into the snow and frantically open the container to reveal that there was but a single drop of water left.

"dang it." you hoarsely utter moving to pick up the items to sling them across your back. "I need more water, if I don't get it will stop me from going on. I dont want to die alone." but how? water looking around for a moment you take in the white surroundings. Everything within a 10 mile radius is dead and all of what had been the ponds were all frozen up.

you look down at your feet, the snow started melting around the heat of your shoes. wait, melting? when the snow melts you can drink that water, it may not be filtered but it's going to have to do.

You bend down sideways and scoop as much of the snow you could get into the canister. Once you got that fresh colored snow into the bottle it started melting within a few minutes. This should last you awhile until you get to your destination;

Technoblades house.

Technoblade had just finished fixing mutton broth for his dinner when he heard a weak knock on his door. he stops moving and listens closely, careful to not make any sound. He gently puts the giant rusted pot back onto the oven top to reach behind him and grab his netherite sword, but, he doesn't take it out. instead he keeps a hand on the grip and another on the scabbard. theres another knock followed by a weak 'hello?'. Technoblade tip toes to the door. He opens the peep hole to see a small child, with lips blue and skin pale trying their best to keep warm in the arctic weather.

'they couldnt hurt me, ill see what they want and if they mean harm i'll retaliate'

he opens the door just an enough for you to look up and see a icy stare back. but thats' not makes you back up. when you look down you see that his sword is merely inches away from your neck.

you put your shaking hands up in defense. "H-heyy Technoblade," you stutter, "long time no talk, amiright?"

"Who are you?"

you scoff "you dont know who I am? Surely my fathers have talked to you about me right?"

Technoblade backs up and opens the door wider, his eyebrows narrowed. from what you could see from behind his big stature, he was just getting ready for dinner, "are you...Michael?"

this makes you scoff harder, "no. I'm the other child, but I guess you wouldn't know who that is." you shake your head and put out your hand. "Hello Technobalde, I'm Y/n Boo, The first child of Ranboo and Tubbo. Nice to finally meet you."

When you first came in he was skeptical, he didn't know if you were with the butchers gang trying to kill him. So, he asked Philza to conform if you were what you said you were. Philza already knew who you were. he sat you down with a nice bowl of the mutton broth he had prepared before and gave you multiple bowls and many cups of water. he had said it was because 'He didnt want to have a child die somewhere it was not his hands.' okay, technobalde.

after that Techno allows you to stay at his home. Of course without explaining why you were there in the freezing cold with barely anything on you. you told him your story, you told him everything that had lead you up to this point. you expressed and explained how heart broken you were that your fathers no longer loved you. and he listened, he listened for hours on end as you sobbed your heart out. there were many tears, many unwanted hugs and soothing words.

in all honesty Techno saw himself in you. He had felt what you felt. the feeling of being unwanted and unloved in somewhere he grew up in his whole life. to him, that was the only reason he let you stay.

It had been a couple of weeks of you living at his house when there was knock of his door.

"please don't let this be another runaway." he comments throwing a towel over his shoulder to wipe his hands off. prior to the knock, you and him had been washing the dishes from the night before.

"hey! I heard that!" You yell from the kitchen throwing a small amount of water to the pigs.

He lets out a small laugh. walking up to the door he felt a sense of deja vu when looking out of the peephole. but, something felt off.

out stood there in the freezing cold was the three people he hadn't wish to see since you came.

"Technoblade! Nice to see you, we are looking for our child, have you seen them?" A photo of you and two others appeared.

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GOODBYE ||

warnings:: none

summary:: tubbo and Ranboo return home.

a/n: hope you enjoy!

previous - next

When Tubbo, Ranboo and Michael returned from the fishing trip they arrived to a empty house. A empty and quiet house. No sounds of movement coming from above nor a figure rushing towards them welcoming them home.

Michael releases a grunt of confusion. His ears turn downwards as he looks around for his sibling. He tugs on his dads hands, looking up at them with fear filled eyes.

Ranboo looks at tubbo and nods his head, releasing the sweaty hand of Michael. “It’s okay Micheal, they’re probably just sleeping. Nothing to worry about.” Ranboo takes tedious steps towards the ladder, remembering to duck so he doesn’t hit his head on the wood flooring above. opening the latch, he pulls the trap door sideways and steps in. The sight he expected to see was unexpected.

Clothing were thrown about, some pants and shirts were on the bed while socks and old ragged shoes were on the table. Old tooth brushes and tooth pastes pilled up to the top of a garbage bag that was stuffed underneath Michaels' nightstand.

One thing stood out the most. A lump in the shape of a body fills half of the bed. a hoodie figure lies there still.

Ranboo releases a breath to what he thinks is relief. "woo, y/n. dont do that to me. almost gave me a heart att-" in that moment ranboo grasps onto the thick blue blanket. Cotten fur and frays of stitching falls out at the sudden movement of ranboo throwing the covering back. 

He lets out a gasp. what was the shape of his child was not in fact his child. it was a oversized hoodie that was packed with different articles of clothing. Loose gray sweatpants acted like a bottom half. Ranboos' hand slaps onto his face in shock. The should of skin on skin echos throughout the home. before he could get any words out though, he was interrupted with a horrifying scream.

"RANBOO! GET DOWN HERE! IVE FOUND SOMETHING!" its tubbo. a loud cry accompanies the statements merely seconds after the scream.

Ranboo rushes down the ladder, bumping his head on the hard dark spruce wood.

"what is it?" he shouts, "why are you screaming and why is Michael crying?" ranboo bends down to cradle Michael on his hip, rocking him back and forth.

"its a note from y/n." tubbo sluptters, tears flow down his checks freely. he juts out the crumpled note and motions to ranboo to take it. He eyes it skeptically and passes Michael to tubbo who was still whimpering.

Ranboos eyes fill to the brim with tears, some leaving tracks of purple scars as he sobs out varies of 'oh no's. he reads over the note once, twice, then a third and until he can't read any longer. he looks up to tubbo in guilt.

"what did we do tubbo?"

tubbo shakes his head and sighs, "we neglected them, they thought we didn't love them anymore because of Micheal."

Ranboo scoffs and shakes his head, "is that true?"

tubbo glances at Michael who was already staring back sucking his thumb. "I dont know but, I know we need to get them back. and fast."

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STATUS✰

started on: 04/09/21

updating: every wednesday

SUMMARY✰

Tubbo and Ranboo adopt a child which causes their attention to shift towards Michael. Their first born is heartbroken and leaves to find a new life. Drama ensues and debts need to be payed.

WARNINGS✰

this does include mentions of abuse,blood,death and fear. if there is anything else I miss please let me know. I do not want to tigger people nor hurt them, thank you.

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A01 | LEAVING HOME SWEET HOME

A02 | THE REALIZATION

A03 | SUPRISE VISIT

A04 | SAY GOODBYE/YOU ARE HOME

A05 | MELTDOWNS

A06 | PRISON VISITS & SECRET MEETUPS

A07 | MEETINGS AND UNCONTROLLED ANGER

A08 | TRAITOR.

A09 | FEAR.

A10

extras:

B01 | Y/N ADOPTION STORY

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GOODBYE V|

w/c:: 2229

waring:: yelling, caps, abuse?, blood mentioned

summary:: Ranboo, Tubbo and Michael go to the prison. Tommy babysits, Techno and y/n get visitors...

a/n::im not sure how I like this one, its kind of all over the place. To make it make more sense after the line under the prison thing is what happened the day before their visit to the prison if that makes sense... 😭

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Lava cascades down heavily as Tubbo clutches onto a half sleep Michael in fear. Ranboos' malicious grin widens as he watches Sam give a weary look towards Tubbo and hits several buttons in a chronological order. A creaking followed by a tremendous rumble echos throughout the prison, Tubbo grabs onto the wall tightly to regain his balance as he started to tip over due to the shake.

Ranboo looks over in disgust and grabs the top of his tie to tighten it. He takes his hands and brushes off the dust and ash that came from above.

"Sorry about that." Sam says going over the the levers on the opposite side of the wall. "Ive been meaning to fix that but I always forget."

Ranboo shakes his head and sighs "its alright sam, the rumbling isn't the reason why we're here."

Sam says nothing but nods his head.

They get to the last stepping point, sam walks over to the other side of the wall, levers titled with different names coat the obsidian surface like a puzzle. one that shouldn't ever be solved.

"stand on the platform," he calls over the sounds of lava, "dont move."

Tubbo gulps lightly as he blinks uneasily at the blanket of lava separating him and Michael from the monster that was locked away deep inside. He walks over to ranboo -who looked deep in thought- and yanked at his beige vest. Ranboo doesn't seem to acknowledge that the boy is there though, it seems like he wants to. His eyes flicker from a dark purple to his natural heterochromia green and red ones. To Tubbo it looked like he was fighting with himself internally.

"Ranboo?" he cry out softly yanking once more, "we dont have to do this! we-we can always ask dream for more time! I promise you I'll try again tomorrow to talk to y/n! We just need- I just need time."

Ranboos head snaps up from its place towards the floor. The flickering was long gone now and the purple made a home. He removes Tubbos hand roughly from his arms and glares at him through pointed eyes.

"do not touch me," he seethe taking a step forward towards the lava. "you had your chance to talk to y/n earlier and you ruined it. Y'know that dream doesn't believe in second chances so why bother."

Tubbo scoffs and puts Michael down but walk towards Ranboo slowly. "You yourself saw what happened at Technos! I have the scar to prove it! They dont want to talk! Y/n wants nothing to do with us and it shows." lie.

Ranboo looks back at Tubbo tightly. His hands now rest behind his back, fingers laced together. "and whose fault is that? Hm? I'm not the one that lashed out!"

Tubbo raises a pointed finger and shoves it into Ranboos back "YES YOU WERE! YOU WERE THE REASON I GOT ATTACKED IN THE FIRST PLACE! I wouldn't have gotten shoved if you would've learned to control your anger"

Micheals whimpers and places his hands over his ears. He never liked loud noises especially when it involved his fathers yelling at one another. The hybrid back up farther from the pair but instead ends up backing into something hard and tall. With hands still wrapped around his ears he slowly looks up to see sam looking down at him in pity. A solemn look replaces his usually hard prison guard glare.

"Im sorry Michael," he whispers lightly. Michael looks up at him in confusion and grunts.

Sam clears his throat loudly to get the attention of the still fighting pair. "I'm ready when you are."

Ranboo looks up from Tubbo and grins the same devilish grin from before, "let the fun begin."

Prior to this altercation at the place where hell is soon to be set loose. Tubbo read Tommy a written list of everything Michael needed while they were gone. Tommy-who had been half listening- rocks back and forth in the decades old rocking chair while loudly sucking nothing out of his mouth with a tooth pick.

"-and he also needs to be put in bed by 8-" Tubbo looks up from his list to see that Tommy was on the cusp of dozing off, he rolls his eyes and snaps his fingers in front of Tommys face "HELLOOO??? IS ANYBODY HOME?"

Tommy give out a screech and falls out of the chair, from the corner of the room where Michael was watching he starts to giggle watching as his clumsy uncle hit the floor.

"what is wrong with you?" Tommy groans rubbing the top go his head. "I was listening! That was rude, uncalled for and mean." He huffs and sits back down softly.

Tubbo rolls his eyes again and scoffs "Rude and mean are practically the same thing and repeat to me at least one thing I just said just now."

Tommys eyes drifts over to the other side of the room as he tries and recall what tubbo had said to him. Multiple stampers and stutters fly out of the boys mouth reeking incoherent thoughts. He looks back to tubbo who had a pointed look on his face. Arms crossed and foot tapping, he waits for the blonde haired boy to come up with something.

Minutes passed and nothing is said. Tubbo groans and drops the paper into Tommys lap.

"Unbelievable! Absolutely unbelievable," He walks into the kitchen with Tommy right on his tail, Micheals ears perk up.

"Tubbo man listen! I promise nothing bad is going to happen! I'm a amazing babysitter! Even ask Michael! he'll tell you." The two male look over to Michael who was lurking in the corner, his stuffed pig in hand. He looks up feeling the attention shift to him and grunts. He looks at Tubbo and then to Tommy. After a few moments he nods his head lightly and goes back to playing.

Tommy lets out a cheer, throwing his arms up into the air. "SEE! I told you! Big M knows the truth."

Tubbo shakes his head but smiles, "yeah yeah whatever, we should be back no later than 9:30" he walks over the door where Ranboo stood waiting, a disturbed look etches his faces as he fiddles with his sleeves, "be safe, Michael remember, dinner first then desert. See you soon" and with that, he closes the door with Ranboo in tow.

Once entering the cold forest, tubbo shutters and grasps his thin wool sweater tighter. The freezing weather isn't one made for a half goat. Ranboo on the other hand looked completely fine. He was quite used to the ankle deep snow and frigid winters.

Ranboo notices that Tubbo is slowing down slightly, “you good tubbo?”

Tubbo turns around for the first time in 30 minutes, his lips are a purplish blue and his nose started to bruise. “Ranboo, look at me. Does it look like I'm good? I’m freezing my tail off and i almost ran into a tree trunk”

Ranboo makes a pained face and looks around. After moments of not spotting anything useful he remembers that he brought an extra scarf in case he accidently forgot his original one.

He gasps lightly and pulls the cotton scarf out of his pocket and walks towards Tubbo. Opening it a little, he slips it over his head and wraps it around 2 times before nodding his head.

“There you go,” Ranboo smiles and Tubbo gives him a skeptical look.

“Thanks…” he says, turning slowly as Ranboo kept walking to Technoblades house.

Upon arriving Steve, technoblades’ 'bodyguard' made a noise of acknowledgement and stepped aside to allow the two boys to step on the porch.

"much appreciated Steve," Tubbo says moving beside him but Steve doesn't give him not even a blink. Tubbo turns around to Ranboo already looking at him in expectancy. "dont do anything," - he takes his hand out of his glove and shoves it into his pocket-" just stand back there and let me do all the talking."

Ranboo gives him a weak nod and steps back farther from Tubbo and the door, "m'kay."

Tubbo takes a deep breath and nods his head, "okay," he turn back around and faces the door he last saw all those months ago. Memories flash in his eyes, the yelling, the crying, the regret, the neglect. He brushes them off his shoulders like a pesky bug and give three simple knocks,

Clunk

Clunk

Clunk

After the last knock there's silence, no noise coming from inside or outside the house aside from the nervous, heavy breathing from Tubbo and the occasional crunch coming from Steve as he ate.

"Knock again," Ranboo suggest getting impatient, "They may have not heard you the first time?"

Tubbo nods again, "yeah," and knocks. This time hard and long.

Clunk....

Clunk...

Clun-

Before Tubbo can knock again the door swings wide open. Technoblade stands there with his sword in hand, a head peeps out from behind him. A noise of what seemed to be disgust was heard and the person that was behind his back rolled their eyes.

y/n

"y/n" Tubbo gasps stepping forward but was quick to step back when Technoblade thrust his sword forward.

"why are you here." he grumbles, the deepness of his voice sent vibrations through the air causing the crows in the area to scatter. "I thought I told you guys to stay away."

Tubbo shakes his head and puts his hands out in front of him in defense. "we know- I know but we just wanted to spend some time with our child, you know how long its been," -he looks over to Ranboo and then to y/n who had stepped out of hiding- "we missed you and we want you to come home to us. we realized our mistakes and we want a change."

y/n steps forward but not all the way since techno was blocking their path and lets out a unhumorous laugh, "yeah okay, im not coming back, me, techno and Philza are content."

Tubbo starts to get restless "y/n please."

y/n uncrosses their arms and closes their eyes, "what do you not understand? why do you not want me to be happy? I said no"

Ranboo starts getting agitated his eyes shine a brighter purple, and rushes forward and comes face to face with Technoblade "You will let us see them and thats FINAL. I will no longer agrue with you, if you have a problem then you're going to have to go through me because you will not allow us to see our child."

Techno lets out a disdain huff, "do you know who you're talking to? I was the one that took you in, I know all your weaknesses ranboo, dont test it."

Ranboo looks down and sucks his teeth, "y'know what? Im tired of talking" he charges forward and lands on techno. Screams fill the air as the two rustle with one another.

"TECHNO STOP!" y/n screams trying to break them up but failing horribly.

"RANBOO LET GO! I TOLD YOU I HAD IT!" Tubbo tries to grab Ranboo on the shoulder to separate them but instead he accidentally grabs Technoblade.

"dont tOUCH ME!" techno roars and shoves Tubbo backwards.

Everything goes in slow-motion. One moment Tubbo is having a conversation and the next he's being thrown into the sky and landing on his face.

"d..d-DAD!" y/n screams and rushes over to Tubbo who was laying on the floor in pain. where once was his silky smooth skin was a scar that went from his forehead to the corner of his lips. "are you okay?"

Tubbo groans and goes to reach for the wound but y/n slaps his hand away before he could "yeah im fine."

By this time the two other hybrids stop fighting and Ranboo rolls his eyes and sighs, "get up tubbo, you'll suffice," when Tubbo stays on the floor he titters and teleports over to y/n and tubbo.

He grabs tubbo by the collar and hoists him onto his feet. Tubbo lets out a cry and y/n takes out a tissue they had stored in their pocket and handed it to Tubbo.

"thank you," he says quietly and watches as y/n gives him a worried look.

"this is not over," ranboo shouts at Technoblade "we will be back! and we will have y/n." he drops tubbo on his feet and slings his arm over his shoulder, under his breath he then says "even if we have to use force."

On the way home Tubbo slips in and out of consciousness, the blood on his face had dried up by now. He remembers the tissue y/n gave him and takes it out of his breast pocket to clean himself off. As he unravels it his notices some ink in the inside.

'strange' he thinks opening it up more. The more he opened the more ink showed up. Tubbo looked up to see if Ranboo was around but he was too busy up ahead talking to himself. Tubbo flattened out the tissue on his chest

'I would like to have a talk,' it read ' just me and you. no one else. I'll sneak out when you give me a confirmation.Just dont tell Ranboo '

...

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Goodbye

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summary: Tommy acts out and problems are caused

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sunflower- Michele Leigh

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“Oh my god, tubbo, what happened to you?” a voice jeers running towards the pair. The smell of peppermint oil and mangos is a heavy scent that fills the house as the two boys walk through the door. One of the men who had seemingly looked as if nothing happened and the other bloodied and bruised from head to toe.

Cold hands come from every angle touch Tubbos face, neck and chin trying to inspect the wounds. Tubbo dodges the close distraction stiffly.

“Tommy I’m- Tommy sto-” Tubbo grabs both of Tommys hands and looks him straight in the eye. With a stern yet comforting tone he says, “Tommy I’m fine. On the way back I fell on the ground and hit my head”

Tommy scoffs and side eyes ranboo with a disbelieving glare, “It looks like it was more than just falling-”

Tubbo hits Tommys crossed arms.“-hey! Quit it!”

Ranboo hangs his fleece coat on the rack and turns towards Tommy with a bored glance. “Where's michael?” He questions undoing the cuffs of his white undershirt.

Tommy raises an eyebrow “why?”

Ranboo looks over his shoulder and raises his eyebrows with a smirk, “can’t I know where my child is?” Walking over to the table next to the rocking chair, he picks up a plate with bread crumbs and puts it into the sink softly. He walks back and grabs the empty cup that was next to it.

“He’s where he always is when you come home late. In y/n's room sleeping. Or did you want him outside like a dog?”

“Excuse me?” Ranboo says  “What are you insinuating tommy?”

“Oh I think you know.” Tommy states sarcastically. His stance is tense, the hairs on his arms stand up as Ranboo advances closer. So close that he could feel his hot breath on his neck. So close that he could feel the intense eye contact Ranboo was making with him even though he averted his eyes elsewhere.

“No Tommy,” He starts, backing up so the boy can look him in the eye “I don’t know, please, enlighten me.”

“Ranboo” Tubbo warns, stepping forward to grab him by his arm which had been tucked neatly underneath his right hand. Ranboo looks down at Tubbo, a nasty glance dances onto his eyelids as the other gives a cautious look. Tubbo backs away slowly, memories from what happened at the prison the last time Tubbo grabbed him still leaves him on edge.

“No Tubbo. I want to hear him say it. He was so brave to even imply that I treat my child like a pet then what he actually is.”

“Oh? What he actually is,hm okay, let me think '' Tommy feigns a thoughtful look, putting his pointer finger on his chin and looking up into the sky. After a few moments of thinking a ‘lightbulb’ goes off. “Oh! A monster! A half and half just like his father who belongs somewhere people dread to step foot in it!” He lets out a faux laugh “is that it Ranboo? Did I get it right? Did I?”

Tubbo lets out a gasp as Ranboo turns purple in fury “tommy! Stop!”

“Get out of my house this instant! I will not have you stand foot in a place that I live in and disrespect me like that- out!” Ranboo harshly points a finger in the direction of the door and pushes Tubbo out the way so he can get to Tommy's shoes. Picking up the ragged brown and white shoes, he throws them at Tommys’ chest to which he chases them with a huff.

“Like I want to stay in this house any longer. It's a nightmare.” Hastily, Tommy ties his shoes together and stands up to grabs his coat off the hanger. He makes his way to the door and opens it but, before he does, he turns around and says “oh and speaking of nightmares, Michael wakes up every night in a cold sweat screaming ‘daddy please dont hurt me, please!’ with his arms over his body. If that doesn't tell you anything then I don't know will.” he opens the door and looks at Tubbo, “I don't know how you put up with this-” he gestures to ranboo”-but something needs to change.” and walks out.

The frosty air nips at tubbos' ears turning them red as he navigates through the -15 degree weather. He walks past countless trees and animals until a small area comes into view. It had been cleared out, rid of any animal, pond, tree or small structure.

He stops and puts down the hand-made basket that was gifted to him those decembers ago. He pulls out the now beat-up tissue from his pocket and holds it in front of him. The sun beams down from the sky giving him enough light to compare the land ahead and the map that was drawn in a rush on the back.

“Thank god for dropping it,” He says, picking up the basket to make his way to the center of the field to get onto his knees “if i hadn't done it-” He shivers as his bare hand hits the snow “I would never have found this place.”

He knocks a couple of times around himself until he hears a hollow sound. Not so sure that he found it, he knocks two more times. “Gotcha.” He smiles and feels around for the handle to the hatch.

Pulling it up, a gust of hot air comes at him with a forceful amount, so forceful it almost knocks him over. “Hello?” he calls out but the only thing he gets back is an echo. “Is anybody there?”

Minutes go by and still no answer. Tubbo turns up his face. “Must have the wrong place.”

“What's the code?” A voice calls out suddenly.

“Oh my god! y/n! Don't do that” He breathes out a laugh and raises a hand to his chest.

“y/n? Whose y/n? What's the code?” the voice calls out again.

ah.

“Um- hold on!” he replies, scrambling to re-read the note again. Code..code….code! “Oh! B-blueberry muffins!”

The voice doesn't reply. It was blueberry muffins right? He didn't just screw that up-?

There's a shuffling noise and a few clicks and turns are heard before y/n steps out covered in a camouflage jumper.

They sniffle and pull down the goggles that rested on their nose. “Oh it's you tubbo, yeah okay c'mon in. Hurry up though, you'll let out all the hot air.” they wobble away out of sight.

“Oh, okay.” He hesitantly says, picking up all of his items and making his way down the narrow-low ceiling stairs. As he's walking down he notices that there are carvings that make up what he thinks are shelves on the walls beside him. Each their own unique shape and size like something out of a doctor seuss book. In each shelf there's different trinkets that are made of different material and textures. Some wooden, some stone, some slimy and some rough.

“Do not touch my things!” y/n calls out from below, the sudden noise makes Tubbo whip his head forward while retracting his hand. How did they know? Continuing down the stairs, Tubbo continues to stare at the things next to him. One thing he needs to stare at is the very low ceiling coming up ahead.

A loud thumping noise and a squeal of pain is emitted from his mouth as he tries to rub the pain from his forehead away.

“Oh yeah! I forgot to warn you, watch your head!” Tubbo gives a disgusted look their way and grumbles a line of curse words. Descending the last of the steps he takes a look around.

The cave he thought it would be was not a cave at all. Well- that isn't as true it was just lacking the cold, gross climates every cave has below 100 blocks. This one was more cozy, a small table that was built with wooden and stone sat in the middle of the area. Two furnaces and a single crafting table sat on the wall next to the stairs while three double chests laid across from it. A checkered red and white carpet sat itself in the middle of it all.

“This is,” Tubbo coughs lightly looking around, “This is a nice- nice place you got yourself.”

y/n stands next to the table awkwardly taking in their fathers presence “Y..eah. I made it a while after I arrived at technos, I just come here to y’know,” they pause and bring their arms up to move them in a figure 8 motion.”chill”

Silence soon follows after. The only sound in the room at that time was the ticking of the clock and the snow falling from above.

“So um,” y/n coughs uncomfortably in their fist. “Did anybody follow you here?”

Tubbo snaps out of his daze and looks at y/n with wide eyes, “wha-? Oh no! Of course not. I made sure.”

y/n crosses their arms and juts their hip out like a mom who just caught her child doing something bad. “How.”

“Huh?”

“How do you know. How do you know no one followed you here? They could be listening to us right now and we’d never know.”

“M’no! No one followed me here I'm sure of it! While I was walking I kept looking around.”

“How do you know for sure? They could've been hiding every-time you look around. People on this SMP have skill.”

“I know because of my Goat...senses-?”

y/n sighs and cuts him off “Good enough I guess.” They walk over to the furnace and turn it off. Reaching into the chest they pull out two item frames and two buckets to place them on the table. One in front of y/n and one in front of tubbo who had been standing in the corner watching y/n's every movement.

y/n give him a side eye while taking the boiling tea off the top of the stove. They scoot the chair out and sit in it waiting for Tubbo to do the same. He doesn't get the memo. Just stands there with a stupid smile on his face. Fingers crossed in front of his body.

“I-..Tubbo?” y/n gestures to the seat in front of them made for him. “You can sit down..”

He springs to life as if somebody turned the cork in his back to wind him up. “Sorry my bad.” He walks over to the table and pauses for a moment, “this is a nice place.”

y/n stares at him blankly, “you said that already.”

He sucks in a breath “right,” he puts the picnic basket next to the table and pulls out the chair. “I brought some snacks? In case you were hungry. I didn't want to show up empty handed so..”

Giving him a tight-lipped smile, y/n nods their head and puts the basket onto the table, “That was very sweet of you, thank you.”

Opening it, Tubbo and y/n pull out sandwiches,cookies and bottles of honey that had been slightly frozen due to the temperature.

Tubbo takes a cookie and y/n rips off a part of a ham and cheese sandwich.

“You know why I left,right?” y/n says downing the rest of the sandwich. Tubbo looks up.

“Wo-” he starts coughing, inhaling the cookie by accident. y/n gives a strained look and pushes the tea forward. “Thank you. Ahem, yeah I know and it took me minutes to understand why. Which says a lot and I'm sorry. Us being your parents are supposed to love and take care of you. Not make you feel worthless and like you don't belong. There's no excuse to justify what happened. You deserve the world y/n and I'm glad that you realized. I'm not mad that you left for technos, I’m actually very happy you did. Living with him is going to protect you from all the dangers in the world.”

y/n looks at him with wide eyes. Never in their life would they have expected him to apologize like that. Their mouth is dry and when they go to respond a hoarse noise comes out. “Excuse me,” they take a sip of the tea that rested on a plate in front of them “What do you- wait first thank you for the apology. That was really nice to hear but what do you mean ‘dangers’ in the world? I can protect myself as it is, I don't need techno to do so.”

Tubbo looks at them for a second, scanning their face for any emotion that says they could be joking. They don't- ”know? You don't know? Techno hasn't told you?”

You push the tea away from yourself,”Know about what? What's going on?”

Tubbo glances at his hands, his eyebrows furrow in thought.

‘Should I tell them?’ he thinks

“Tubbo,what's going on?” you press.

Goddamnit.

“Dream is after you, he wants you to see him but I have no clue what for. Me and-” he sighs “me, ranboo and Michael went to visit him a day before we came to technos looking for you. Ranboo is in on it too and is willing to endanger me and Michael to get you back. I don't know if you know this but- Dream is scared of technoblade, so when I said I was happy I meant that I was happy you went to someone who would act like a bodyguard towards you.”

Tears build up in y/n eyes. Not only their father is after them but a man who had the most power on the server. A man who could kill them in a single punch. Thoughts rack their brain as they try to get themselves together. “I don't-”

Tubbo nods and limps his head, hands folded together in his lap, “I know, and I don't expect you to. That's why I wanted to meet with you in the first place but I couldn't say it right then and there at technos because Ranboo was there. I mean did you see how he reacted when techno said you couldn't come with us? He was livid! I'm just glad you got the memo and wrote me that note.”

y/n lets out a watery laugh, “yeah, smart wasn't it? I thought of it last second when I saw you guys. Wrote it on technos back when he pushed me behind him.”

Tubbo gives a pathetic smile “very clever, I'm so proud of you.”

The tears that had once built up the eyes of the young child now broke freely, streaming down the blotchy cheeks of the one in denal, “thanks da-”

A thump from the surface stops y/n in their tracks, a couple seconds after the first came 3 more. Tubbo and y/n's head turn towards the noise. “Did you hear that?” y/n says whispering.

Tubbo nods his head,”yeah..it sounded like-”

“Knocking”

“Knocking”

Y/n looks at Tubbo, their lips are pulled into a frown “you sure no one followed you? You sure that one one else knows?”

“Nobody else knows I promise!”

“Hm,” y/n give tubbo what felt like the 30th side eye that day, “alright.”

“Could it be an animal?” Tubbo asks now standing next to y/n inching towards the stairs.

y/n shakes their head, “mm-nuh, there's a potion around this area that keeps away any bugs, animals or plants from growing. That's why it is so bare over here.” A pungent smell wafts down the stairs and into y/n nostrils making them gag. “Ugh, do you smell that?”

Tubbo sniffs around the space, the only thing he picks up is cookies and lemon tea. “Not whatever you smell. What is it?”

y/n takes a deep breath in and follows the scent. It gets lighter towards the back of the cave but heavier towards the front...near the stairs. The smell is so familiar, like cinnamon and lavender except it's more pungent..more sour.

Oh..no..

“Ranboo! Ranboos here!” Y/n says grabbing onto the Tubbos jacket, eyes filled with fear.

“What?” Tubbo whispers, trying to catch y/n's eyes. “How do you know?”

“I recognize the scent! It's been awhile but I can tell who it is.” The tail of the half enderman now wrapped itself around y/n's body in some sense of comfort though, nothing was working at that point.

A creaking noise and a dull thud gets closer and closer until the sight of black polished slip ons and cuff suit pants descended the last of the stairs.

“Oh bummer,” The voice says, toying with their shirt sleeves “looks like I missed the party.”

Ranboo.

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the little things you do. (with little to no explanation)

irl!dream team x reader (individual)

warning(s)?:none!

a/n: it might be a little ooc. I just wrote what came to mind for them.

(it is 12 o'clock in the morning...I have school in the morning...oh well)

(this has also been sitting in my drafts for about a month)

Dream

how when you laugh you dont try to restrain yourself from expressing it.

dream loves the fact that you dont try to hide your laugh like some of the people he knows/seen.

He loves the fact that your not embarrassed to through your head back to let your mouth hang wide open as you let out the joyfullest laugh.

He loves that you give no cares in the world and thats one of the things he wish he saw in other people but, he's glad he saw it in you first.

He won't hesitate to compliment you on that.

George

how you would stop everything to give a helping hand.

One late Saturday afternoon you and George sat in a modern styled cafe on the corner of Bloomings dale at promptly 2 o'clock. Sitting just infront of the window, per Georges request, sipping dark coffee you turn your head to see a little old lady in her late 80s' struggle to get across the road. George hadn't seen her seeing as his head was to deep into the 3rd Harry Potter novel, a series he had read for the umpteenth time.

You gasp lightly as the little white figure on the crosswalk flickers before counting down from 30.

"George! Hold my things real quick! I need to help that lady before she gets crushed!" You exclaim as you gently try to put your coffee down without spilling it on your beige cardigan.

George looks up quickly, losing his page in the book "Wh-what?" He watches as rush out the door. A gush of wind followed behind your figure. He looks on as you gently tap the lady on the shoulder, careful not to scare her, and take her arm in yours to help her across the bustling street. Just in the knick of time, just as the timer hit 0 and all the cars went rushing at once.

He'd look on as the old women gives a tearful smile and a pat on the arm. 'Thank yous' are exchange as the women hands you a 20 dollar bill in exchange for 'saving her life and helping out a poor old women'. You try (and fail) to deny the wonderful offer but instead the women insist and continues on her way.

You let out a breath of disbelief and turn back to the cafe. George lets out a giggle and shake his head. With his hands he signs;

'You are ridiculous,' He watches as you wait until the crosswalk beeps and you begin to walk towards him.

'I'm not ridiculous George. The lady needed help and I didn't want her to get hurt.-' You open the heavy glass door with a huff,

"Plus she gave me 20 bucks, cool right?"

yeah y/n, cool. :']

Sapnap

how you'll learn anything if it means to give information.

Sapnap had been trying to figure out how to make it so the shock collar would work without being defective. There had been countless codes and inputs, different re-wiring and testing out when he decided to give up.

Walking into his room with a plate of eggs and bacon you see his figure slumped over onto the brown desk.

"Sapnap?" You call gently putting the plate onto the table with a 'clink!'. You only get a giant sounding snore back. You laugh lightly and pick up his plate from the nightbefore to return it to its place at the kitchen. Right when you were walking out something made you turn back to face the shock collar that fell out of the sleeping mans hands.

"Hm.."

The next morning sapnap wakes up to the smell of cold bacon and rubber feeling eggs to a note and the newly coded shock collar. Sapnap grunts out a confused breath and wipes the drool from his chin.

"what?..." He picks up the note and moves the shock collar out of the way softly. The note reads;

'Hey SapNap! I saw that you were having trouble coding the shock collar and I wanted to help! When I came into the room late night you were passed out and I knew it was because of the countless hours coding! I'm not a coder but I did watch a couple of videos on YouTube and I learned quite alot! Anywho- you can try out the collar to see if it worked! If not I'm sorry, I tried my best and thats all that counts! I didn't erase all the coding just added some stuff in!

P.S: your food is probably cold so you can through it away!

-xoxo y/n'

sapnap shakes his head and hooks it up around his arm. Its worth to give it a try atleast. He loads up Minecraft and plugs the code into the game and hits enter.

"here we go" he sighs.

setting his game mode to survival the only thing in his hot bar is a single creeper spawn egg. He places it down and immediately backs up. Sapnap waits until the creeper notices him and begins to move a little closer. With a sizzle the black and green creature explodes knocking Sapnap 5 hearts down. The feeling of electricaty flows throughout his body like a pinch. This makes him let out a high pitched blood curling scream.

Panting He quickly unties the shock collar from around his arm to throw it on-top of the desk next to the note.

"yeah it works, thanks y/n"

(thanks for reading <3 have a good day!)

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