#endersmileblr

[keorami]

A cute little idea :3 also disclaimer: I wrote this around 3AM so it might not be that good, please spare me (tw: death, mentions of torture)

Dream manages to escape the prison before Techno is imprisoned with him. He doesn't make it very far, as he was already severely weakened to begin with, but then he gets fatally shot by someone, he doesn't know who, the whole server is after him, and he knows he doesn't have much time left. So he keeps running.

He somehow loses the hunters, and finds himself limping through the forest. He wants to find a nice place to rest. Most people would argue that he doesn't deserve such a "luxury", but he'd like to believe that he suffered enough. He hopes.

He lays down against a tree, taking a moment to just... feel the world around him. It wasn't the best spot, but he's getting tired.

He hears the rustling of leaves against the wind. He feels the grass tickling his skin. He admires the vibrant poppies and the delicate lilacs. He breathes in the fresh air he had been denied for so long.

He's never felt more at peace. A shame that he wouldn't get to enjoy it for very long.

He hears rustling from his right, and figures that this is the end. He closes his eyes. Hopefully it's not Quackity and they'll make it quick.

"Dream?"

It's not Quackity, and it's not even one of the people chasing after him. He hadn't heard that voice in so long, why would he hear it now?

"Boo?"

He has to be hallucinating. There's no way-

"Dream!"

But it's all too real, and soon he feels a hand brush against his cheek. He's here. Boo is here.

"Can you open your eyes for me?"

Of course I can, he wants to say, but the task is a lot harder than anticipated. He cracks them open just enough to see Boo's worried face staring back at him, but all he wants to do now is close them again and sleep. But Boo won't let him.

"Stay with me, okay? Don't fall asleep. I'll take you somewhere, he'll help you, he owes you, you told me-"

"Boo."

Dream cuts his rambling short, because he knows. They won't make it to Techno's place in time, not even with teleporting. Even if they could, he wouldn't want to.

"I just want to rest."

There is nothing left for him there. No house, no pets, no friends, nothing. He cut off all his attachments after all. He is completely and utterly alone.

He's always known that. So why does it hurt so much now of all times?

Boo looks at him, eyes pleading and welling up with tears. Dream doesn't remember the last time anyone ever felt sad for him. But he remembers that Boo was his friend, even if he stopped visiting. Boo cared, and still cares enough to almost cry for him. And yet...

"...Okay."

Boo isn't even angry at him. Why? He's sure Sapnap, or George, or Tommy... anyone would be angry at him for taking the easy way out. But Boo just holds his hand in his and accepts.

Just a few minutes ago, he was ready to die alone and uncared for, to be forever remembered as a tyrant, a monster, a villain.

But now...

"Can I... ask you a favor?"

"Anything."

After everything...

"Can you... stay with me? Until the end?"

Someone cares.

"Of course."

Maybe it's too nice of a death for someone like him. Maybe he should be back in that prison, in that cell, to be tortured everyday. Maybe he should try to survive and atone for his crimes. There are so many maybes.

But he is just so tired.

"Thank you."

Boo just hums in response. There is so much more he wants to say, so many explanations and apologies and even anger-filled rants. But he feels a hand gently comb through his hair and feels like everything has been said already.

He closes his eyes and manages a smile. He died free and in the company of a friend, and that's all he could have ever asked for.

[darlington-v]

i need more people to follow so uhhhh if you think that c!ranboo and c!dream are going to be friends or want them to be friends in future lore please like this post or reblog it or reply to it so i can follow you

im so picky with who i follow that i just havent followed many people and i know i will definitely enjoy endersmile enjoyers

[carpedzem]

is endersmileblr ok?

[vicea]

also im still thinking about ranboo’s stream from last night,,, dream and ranboo dynamic is so underrated and i hope they do more non lore streams in the future! i saw someone mention that ranboo asked dream to do a speedrun stream together a few months back and i want to manifest this so hard PLSSS they bounce off each other so well and theyre both caught in like this endless loop of hyping each other up and positive vibes when they talk. its no wonder their lore together is so well done when their friendship is like this :D

also idk if endersmileblr is a thing?? thats what its called on twt i think but either way it’s a cute name hsjshsj

-sun anon

yess my hope has been rekindled !! i agree their humors work well v together, sun anon you hit all the points with their positivity ): they’re so openly supportive of each other and I LOVE THAT. and how ranboo just managed to catch onto dream’s improv without even saying or planning anything omg *chef’s kiss*

and and i remember when ranboo joined in for one of the jackbox games and dream was like guessing which answer was by ranboo like, man i just want to see more of their dynamic and their goofing off and jokes and interactions :> plsth for the endersmileblr (hehehe cute!)

[keorami]

Wow uh- I didn't expect people to actually like my writing that much, thanks you guys! I actually had another idea since I recently saw a post about a duo I actually enjoy a lot. So expect a LOT of fluff this time too and a little bit of angst! Nevermind I accidentally made it a bit angstier than expected

Since Dream was rescued by Techno and the Syndicate, he hadn't been doing much. Well, it was a mix of wasn't allowed to and couldn't do much. It apparently had taken an alarming amount of healing potions to reverse the damage from... the prison, and the toll it had taken on his body had him sleeping for a week straight. At least that's what Phil told him because he barely remembered any of it. It was the best sleep he had in a while though.

As of now he's still very weak, and was only allowed to walk around the house, but he barely left his room anyway. He knows Techno told him to make himself at home but... he hasn't lost yet.

"So, how are you doing Dreamie~?"

He came here today too. Why did he expect or hope otherwise?

Dream often played a game with him. He had to guess whether he was allowed to speak when asked a question. It wasn't his favorite game, but at least there was someone else to play with.

He chose to stay quiet.

"Dreamie, it's rude to ignore people when they ask you a question~"

Looks like he lost again. He wasn't very good at the game.

"Looks like I have to teach you again hm~?"

With every loss, comes the penalty.

He hadn't lost so far. He can't risk it.

So he just stays in his room, and writes. He knows he's allowed to do that. His memory still isn't the best, so he brought his diary with him.

Neither Techno nor Phil asked about what was inside. He was glad for that. He hopes they won't take it away from him.

He doesn't write about much though. There is very little stimulation in his room, and the only interesting thing is when Techno (or Phil, when he comes over) comes into his room to feed him and have a one-sided conversation with him. It's still better than prison though. Anything is better than prison.

It's almost time for lunch. Techno told him that he was going to be out the whole day with Phil and as such, couldn't bring him food today. That's fine, he's used to go without food for days, this is nothing.

So yeah, no one was supposed to knock at his door today. Which is why he jumped about a foot in the air when it actually happened. Who was it? Is Techno back earlier? But he would have told him it was him by now. Whoever was at the door has been silent the entire time. Is this another game? What should he do?

He hasn't heard them leave yet, do they know he's here? Should he speak up after all? But what if they get angry because he took too long to answer?

Looks like his time mulling it over would be cut short, as he suddenly had purple particles flying in his face. He knew what that meant.

"Hi, Boo."

Sure enough, once the particles dissipated, the tall, lanky figure of the enderman hybrid was looming over him. He knew for a fact that it was his Boo: Ranboo wasn't very good at teleporting yet.

He missed him, if he had to be honest. He missed him a lot. Boo was his friend, and he didn't have to play games with him. He could just... be.

"Boo?"

Dream still doesn't know why he stopped visiting back then. Maybe it was something he did. Maybe Boo just got sick of him. Or maybe he was just too busy to come visit. He hopes it was the last one.

Boo is crying.

He takes a moment to be surprised because what could he be crying about? Did something happen?

Then instincts he thought he had buried deep inside him resurfaced once more because Boo was crying and it was burning him.

Getting up from the bed took a lot more effort than Dream would have liked, and so did walking up to the ender hybrid- that still hadn't moved from his spot. He lightly dabbed at his scarred cheeks with the sleeve of his shirt.

"You're okay Boo."

And maybe it wasn't the right thing to say, because Boo just collapses on him and Dream barely avoids hitting the floor. Arms wrap around him and hold him tight; he both fears and craves the touch.

"I was so worried. I missed you so much."

Oh.

He can't believe it. He can't let himself believe it. That Boo was still his friend. That he still cared. That he didn't turn against him, abandoned him betrayed him tried to kill him-

He didn't believe it. So why...

"It's okay, I'm here now."

Why was he hugging back? Why was he comforting him? He never learned his lesson, did he? Here he was, caring and getting attached again. He will lose Boo just like he lost everyone else.

His hand instinctively went to ruffle Boo's hair, a practiced gesture that feels familiar yet completely new to him.

'Boo seems to like it when I run my hand through his hair. He says it helps him relax and feel safe.

That implies that he feels safe with me. It feels... nice? No one felt safe with me in a while. Granted, it's mostly my fault, but pushing them away was necessary. For their safety. For my plan. I wish I didn't h

I wonder when I'll have to push him away as well.'

Dream closes his diary and puts it back in the chest. He's noticing gaps in his memory and it's scaring him. Is the prison getting to him already? How long has it been?

Later on his diary would be thrown in the lava by Tommy, and that was when he started forgetting more. He gets a new one. He forgets that it wasn't the first one.

He doesn't know how long they've been at this, but eventually Boo stops crying and is calmed down enough that he lets go of him.

"I will wake up soon."

Ah.

Of course he will. Boo could never stay for long and most of his time was spent crying and getting comforted. Dream shouldn't feel so gutted. He knew this.

"You should go then."

Ranboo doesn't like him already, it's better if they don't interact any more than they have to.

"Not yet."

"Boo."

"I don't want to."

Maybe, just maybe, he kind of understands how Phil feels when either him or Techno is being difficult. Kind of.

"Please. You have to go."

He's not exactly fond of begging because when had it helped him before?, but whatever gets Boo to let go of him and just leave. The stupid stubborn little giant bastard.

"Just a bit longer."

It takes a surprising amount of restrain to not sigh. That's the best he's gonna get, isn't he?

"Just a bit then."

(Frankly, Techno had been worried about leaving Dream alone for so long, no matter how much Phil reassured that it would be fine. Between that and his chat screaming at him, you can't blame him for wanting to check on his friend- yes chat, Dream was his friend- as soon as they got back.

He expected many things upon opening the door, even the worst scenarios.

Dream and Ranboo sleeping on the floor with the latter's head on the former's lap was not one of them. To say he was confused was an understatement.

"Heh???"

Phil however, takes it in stride and simply closes the door again.

"Let's leave them be.")