#he tells tubbo and ranboo this and they go 'well you can't do that alone dumbass. we don't even know wtf utah is.'

[krashing-starz]

new fic idea has overtaken me. pls help

[astraymetronome]

I finished the first chapter the night before this was posted. I'm busy all day today so I can't really take time to post it so I opted to schedule it the night before.

This is a gift for @cyncerity and I do plan to write a few more chapters. It's my own play on their trapped Wilbur au so I hope you enjoy it. I'm calling this Of Starlings and Confines but the tag will just be #Starling AU since it's a little bit of a long title.

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2

Also if anyone wants @'d when new chapters come out. Repost it so I know.

The soft cardigan that draped over his shoulders was enough to tell Tommy he was safe. He had barely managed to make this from Friend’s wool before everything went to hell. It was going to go lay it on the grave he’d made for the ghost but he couldn’t bring himself to do away with it. After all, he didn’t have a chance to see him. Wilbur and Niki had taken the sheep before he even found the sheep’s reborn body. 

On top of this the cape techno had left with him had been turned into a cover for his wings. The avian hybrid knew full well that, if given the chance, Dream would try to cut them off in a heartbeat. He brushed his blond from his eyes, narrowly missing the scar that adorned his forehead. His tail swished as he quietly fettled with his khakis and ruined green bandana that was tied around a belt loop. 

The 16-year-old knew he shouldn’t be doing this, let alone when Dream was on the loose, but he had to check on Boo and Tubbo. They may not be on the best terms as of right now but he had to know they were safe from that fucker’s greed. He wasn’t going to let anyone else get hurt from the stupid obsession. The dreamon wasn’t going to be allowed to do any more harm to any of them. He stepped from his dirt shack, running his hands through his messy curls before he let his wings spread. The wind blew through each feather, allowing his instincts to sing at the long-abandoned desire for 5 years. He hadn’t brought himself to return to the sky despite how much Philza had begged him. 

Flying had sadly become a trigger for his PTSD. He hated it considering flying was once a desired release. Dream had taken it from him by clipping his flight feathers and threatening to remove his wings altogether if he attempted to fly once they grew back. It was an endless cycle of having them retired before he even got to use new flight feathers. Honestly, he wasn’t even sure he could still fly after all this time. 

Ignoring his inner dialogue, the blonde let his wings beat almost to the rhythm of a heart before he fluttered into the air. It wasn’t graceful like his dad had once described his flight pattern and instinct, but the sensation of wind and the air brushing under and over feathers was peaceful. He could feel the cape over his shoulders getting in the way of his wings despite being decently pinned. He felt glad he’d done that so at least instead of trapping air or interrupting his flight they instead rested in between his shoulder blades and fell, following the space, past his scapulars.

Each stroke of his pinions brought him closer to his destination and the duo’s home. He knew the husbands would probably be against seeing him, considering Boo didn’t act anything like Ranboo did. Tubbo refused to let him around them since he didn’t want his platonic lover's ghost to disappear. Tommy just needed to make sure they were safe and warn them about the risk Dream opposed to them getting back at him. 

No matter how mad he get at that smiling blob of a fucking person he refused to take it out on anyone but him or not at all. Puffy’s therapy had taught him enough to grow healthy coping mechanisms but.. Well of course this had to ruin his weekly visits upon escaping since Puffy couldn’t handle having her son released. The ewe had mixed feelings after he caused Techno to be dragged into Pogtoupia’s beef which led to her youngest child’s death. 

Tommy hated going into the rabbit hole of his own thoughts but at least it distracted him from the fear bubbling in his stomach. The nagging fear that bubbled in his abdomen, flooded forward and gave a sensation of nausea that shot through every fiber of his being. He did his best to hide it deep down just like he did with most things. This wasn’t something he could hope or wish away like some of his feelings. 

As he got closer, the distant sounds of shouting and seemingly an argument reached his space. Being this high in the air he really shouldn’t be able to hear it but, if they were this loud, something had to be wrong. He broke into a hover, letting his wings slow down into a glide as he made his way down to them. It was hard to get down quickly without just dropping his weight so this was the next best option. 

Once his sneakers reached the brush, grass and moss being crushed under his weight, the teen stepped forward. It was rather refreshing to hear Toby even if he wasn’t in a good mood. The ghostly echo that seemed to speak in response wasn’t very surprising considering the connection Boo had still attached to his spouse. Nothing could kill the bond they both had, Tommy wished he could have experienced the same thing even after exile. 

“We can’t just let that bastard have our son! Goddamnit Ranboo!” His goat friend yelled out, Tommy could see how Boo kept stepping in front of Tubbo as he yelled towards if not behind the ghost. He sighed moving forward and into view of the couple. He wasn’t surprised as the fellow hybrid looked over the enderman’s shoulder and towards him. The half-blind teen simply glared in his direction before the insatiable happened. 

“Tommy! The homeless Teletubby stole Michael!” Tommy could feel his blood run cold at this. He’d been too late to stop that fuckers actions and the choice to take it out on others who no longer had a part in this. He felt a snarl press against his lips and cross his face as he turned. 

“Which way did he go.” He found himself mumbling.

“There is no-” Boo began but Tommy refused to let him finish.

“Where the fuck did he take your son!” The blonde shouted, watching as Tubbo’s eyes lit up for a moment, only a moment, as his hand pointed towards the east. Tommy didn’t even take a second to consider his options before he let his wings open and brought himself up above the trees, propelling himself in that direction. No matter how long the two of them planned to hate or dislike him, he refused to let Michael be a victim. 

He knew Boo would be mad but he didn’t care. Tommy needed to keep Michael safe when Ranboo would be eager to see him if, no, once he was back from the afterlife. He was quick to rush, his dark wings weren’t well adjusted for hiding in the dark unlike his brother’s. Wilbur’s wings had white slats that had some dark brown or black shading. He thought they were beautiful in comparison to his black primaries and bright red flight feathers. His own wingspan of 7 feet seemed to dwarf his size but it really wasn’t. In comparison to his body, when spread out, they looked proper and reminded him of Phil��s crow-based wings. He wasn’t actually aware of the bird his were based on. He knew the immortal knew but he’d never really gotten to bring it up. 

He watched the ground, much like a hawk searching for a rabbit or something along those lines. Unlike a hawk, he was well aware of what he needed to find, not a victim to instincts and a need for food, unlike the well-known predator. Tommy refused to let himself be swallowed up by stupid nature, he wasn’t going to lose himself to it. 

He was unaware of how long it took for him to take notice of pink and white. Without another hesitation he dropped, landing roughly and accidentally causing the small child to scare. The moment the three-year-old’s white eyes landed on his form, the small snort that left him as crying started caused his heart to lurch in panic. He couldn’t believe Dream would consider harming this angel.

“Hey, Big Mike.” Tommy whispered as his arms wrapped around the child’s body, his wings moving to hug him as well. He refused to let him go as the pigling squirmed to be held higher. He tucked the child on his hip, listening as he muttered something in enderspeak. He wasn’t proficient in the language, unable to learn more after Ranboo’s passing.

“Scared. Taken. Green. Blob.” It honestly made no sense to him but he knew what Micheal meant by the green blob. He could feel a growl forming in his throat as he carefully juggled the toddler's body. His hands held him protectively as he moved the cape, uncliping it as he used it to slightly swaddle him. He knew the small boar would like the texture considering he remembered how Techno used to wrap him in one of his own capes. 

Tommy heard something, his slightly pointed ears swiveling as he glanced around. His grip grew more possessive and protective as he looked for the cause. He had this sneaking feeling it was going to be who he thought it was. Dream had no reason to back up or leave. The avian had no armor or weapons on him and he was sure that he would at least need to survive long enough to get Micheal to Tubbo. 

He shook as he glared before his sharp eyes took notice of the small white form on the floor. He wasn’t used to seeing Dream’s blob form. He knew the dreamon was well versed in transformation magic but… this was different. The asshole never entered this form unless he was around George or Sapnap. Tommy lifted him up, with some hesitancy, before hastily dropping him into his pocket and making his way towards the small piglin’s home. He had to get him home before he could take care of this. 

His interest was peaked and, if Tommy was honest, having a chance to take the dreamon back to prison for once and for all, was too important to give up.

[maximus3307]

alright!! here is a summary of @aimseytv lore! all of it, every universe!

WARNING: this is not extensive, if you want to know everything you should (ofc) watch the videos and read the tweets and summaries from aimsey that are at your disposal.

Regardless, here we go!!

C!AIMSEY

c!aimsey is a traveler who arrived on a server owned by a lonely bear, and decided to become friends with him and encourage him to make more friends.She became the self-proclaimed Towns Knight, promising to defend the town and its people.Every time c!aimsey would become friends with someone, she gave them a flower (her own flower is a daisy). When she met c!guqqie (an alien who crash landed to earth) she gave her a pink tulip and promised to always protect her. The two became quick friends and also fell in love, but always with the knowledge that c!guqqies main goal was to go home.c!aimsey met beep, a ghost who spoke in song, and learned from him that aliens are not to be trusted and also began to wonder about herself and who she was. With c!Guqqie leaving, c!aimsey decided to leave first which led to an argument.Whilst c!aimsey was gone, c!guqqie fell into a deep depression all alone going to extreme lengths to try and get home, slowly deteriorating. When c!aimsey came back to check on the server, she found c!guqqie in this state and they had an argument. c!aimsey then left but returned the next day to apologise, but found c!guqqies dead body from where she had jumped off her tower. c!aimsey then left again and found another server where she unknowingly befriended a ghost (c!ranboo) and inhabited what she believed to be his mansion - only for his husband (c!tubbo) to get mad and take her first life, revealing that c!Ranboo was dead and couldn’t own a house. Before the server reset, or whatever it was that happened, c!aimsey left once more to find herself and to live a peaceful life, finally able to feel happy despite all that she had lost. She met up with c!Ranboo and his son again during her travels and all was well. Despite everything she is happy and she is learning to cope.

ARG!AIMSEY

In an alternate universe, both aimsey and guqqie stay they get married and live in a cottage together. one day, arg!guqqie decides to tell arg!aimsey that she's an alien. arg!aimsey, filled with misconstrued motions from beep, kills her. she regrets it immediately and apologizes over and over, but the action can't be undone. arg!guqgie revives herself and proceeds to kill arg!aimsey over and over, using them as a test subject on her studies of revival. eventually, arg!aimsey is too weak to be revived, so arg!guqgie moves on to different test subjects - some random, but eventually some versions of herself from other universes.

AU!AIMSEY

au!aimsey is a demon from hell who has a penchant for mischief and is a bit of a kleptomaniac, especially when it comes to potion tables. this annoys au!guqgie, and the two start off as enemies. au!aimsey doesn't understand how to make friends, at first, and pesters au!guqqie in order to get her attention. eventually, they start to become friends, and au!aimsey develops a crush on au!guqqie.

one day, au!aimsey's brother, scott, finds him and decides to stop by and cause trouble under the guise of checking up on his little brother. (it is eventually revealed that au!scott drowned au!aimsey when they were kids, and this has caused au!aimsey to have a deep fear of water). au!scott threatens aulguqqie and the rest of his friends, and au!aimsey knows he needs to find a way to get rid of his brother before anything bad happens. he decides to work with au!eloise to conduct research on how to do so, and finds a stronghold with books detailing ways to kill a demon. this leads them to create a sort of crystal, which they think might be the solution.

au!aimsey and au!guqqie eventually confess their feelings for each other, and au!guqgie seems to react strangely to things in the stronghold. they finally get to go on a date, which seems to go well, until they meet up later and au!guggie seems Off. this is because arg!guqqie has come and possessed au!guqqie.

using au!guqqies body, arg!guqgie beats au!aimsey to death and cuts off his horn. au!aimsey is traumatized and builds a separate home for himself away from a confused au!guggie. the two decide to keep their distance from each other for a while. now, au!guqgie knows that she is a clone of arg!guqgie that can be controlled by arg!guqgie and has since decided to barricade herself away from everyone. she left a note to au!aimsey apologizing and saying that she is going to lock herself up and keep her distance. auaimsey is confused and conflicted, but left a note back, saying he misses au!guq.

O!AIMSEY

!aimsey first appeared on the conclusions smp (rip). he's an endearian prince, step-brother of o!ranboo. he's mischievous and doesn't know how to relate to others without name-dropping celebrities and talking about his life as a prince, which tends to get on other people's nerves. he and his sister get up to no good in order to make the server their own - i.e. making a giant glass roof so they can't be hurt by the rain.

olaimsey views everyone as his fans, even those who explicitly dislike him. he also has some daddy issues, which come up from time to time.

[griffintail]

Okay so I'm on an angst kick tonight so here's a fic about how Little bee feels about all her new siblings.

Old news

Bee was hitting her breaking point, ANOTHER new sibling? As if Michael wasn't enough now she had to complete with the literal angel that was Boo. Her step fathers new adopted child. How could her dad do this to her? Bringing in this new 'family' as if their real family wasn't God knows where alone. She missed her cousin and uncle dearly, Little (F/L) was practically her sister at this point and sometimes Tommy was more of a father to her then her own dad. It drove the teen up the wall how quickly her father discarded them.

Now she's supposed to consider these strangers her family? No way in nether.

If anyone wants to expand on this feel free too, I wanted to write an argument but I can't think of good dialog for it.-🦊

Hahaha. Angst that I feel on a personal level. I didn’t add Little boo because I try to keep the characters separate when I write for the Lost Ones kids but there’s most certainly Michael! I really wanted to write this....NON-CANON TO LOST ONES

Old News

Pairing: Parental! Tubbo x F! Teenage! Reader

Part 2

Warnings: Angst, Misread Situations, Feelings of Neglect

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         She sat alone at the docks, looking back to see her father playing with Michael in the upper story window. She huffed angrily as she looked back to the freezing water.

         …They were supposed to go fishing today. But Michael was sad.

         They were supposed to go last week but Ranboo wanted a day together with no kids. So, she had to watch the stupid zombie piglin…

         God, she never thought she’d miss the days when Uncle Tommy would drag her and Tubbo off on dangerous adventures. She never thought she’d miss all his yelling…she never thought she’d miss L’Manberg…With all the good memories that it held inside…

         At this rate, she’d start missing how her father and Tommy fought Dream all the time!

         “Hey.” She jumped, looking up to see Foolish. “You’re shaking kid, you should get inside.”

         Her jacket had long since felt cold. She just didn’t want to go inside and listen to dad talk to Michael though. Not when he hadn’t properly talked to her in months. She looked at the house before looking at Foolish.

         “Is the mansion warm?”

         “Uh, kind of. There should be a few rooms, come on.”

         She got up and followed Foolish inside. She’d go to her actual room later…for now, she just wanted to sit and watch the trees sway without thinking about everything she missed…

         …

         She stirred her mushroom soup as she sat at the dining table inside their home after night fell. Ranboo was out, thank god, but Tubbo was upstairs with Michael again and she had to make and eat dinner for one…

         “Hey, I need to talk to Foolish before he leaves. Watch Michael for a few minutes alright?” Tubbo asked her as he jumped down from the ladder.

         “Ok.” She muttered.

         “Thanks.” He smiled before rushing out.

         She rolled her eyes and kept eating her warm soup. The kid wouldn’t die, he was old enough to be fine. There was no need to make her eat cold soup to watch the stupid zombie piglin. After a few bites though, she heard a loud thud upstairs and she face-palmed before going up the ladder.

         The little zombie piglin was sniffling as a little bit of blood trickled from his forehead.

         “What happened?” She sighed, going over and sitting in front of the zombie piglin, wiping the blood away with her sleeve.

         Michael pointed to the bed and the floor and she shook her head.

         “You jump off the bed?” And he nodded. “Yeah, that hurts like hell. I fell off a lot of crap, mostly because Uncle Tommy dared me but I digress.”

         Michael gave a snort and she gave a small glare with no actual heat behind it.

         “You think that’s funny little shit?” She asked and Michael shrank but she smiled. “I’m just joking. But hey, watch out, I’ve been taught by a lawyer, I’ll sue you next time.”

         She didn’t hate Michael; she just didn’t like how he and Ranboo got all of her father’s attention. Michael was a funny kid and smart when given the chance. She just wanted to avoid him though so she didn’t have to think about what he gets that she can’t.

         “Alright, come on, I think there’s some of those special potions for you downstairs.” She said, standing up.

         The teenager was about to pick him up when Tubbo came into the room.

         “Hey, how—What happened?!” Tubbo exclaimed, rushing to Michael, not a second glance to (Y/N).

         “Oh, he just fell a bit.” (Y/N) said.

         “He fell?! How? Weren’t you watching him?” Tubbo asked her with even looking at her as he carefully looked at the minor cut on Michael’s head.

         “Dad, he’s fine. It’s just a little cut from a fall.” She wasn’t watching him but she also wasn’t going to tell on Michael that he just jumped off the bed.

         “You call this fine?!” He motioned to Michael as he finally looked at her.

         “Yeah, I had a lot worse going on adventures with you and Uncle Tommy.”

         “Yeah! But he’s not you!” Tubbo huffed looking away.

         (Y/N) was taken aback by that. He wasn’t her…No, no Michael wasn’t her. He was better than her, just look. Michael always has her father’s attention. What was she? Just…just a disappointment.

         Tubbo canceled plans with her, Tubbo rarely spoke to her as much, Tubbo barely spared her a glance some days. He had a better family now…

         “You’re right.” She whispered, Michael giving little snorts seeing the tears in the older girl’s eyes. “I’m going to go.”

         “I think that will be best,” Tubbo said, once more not looking at her as he picked Michael up.

         Her lip quivered before nodding as she rushed downstairs. Tears poured down her cheeks as she grabbed a bag and threw her clothes in. Nothing else.

         She left the house, hearing nothing from her father as she walked away from Snowchester.

         It was better for everyone…They could be happy without her bothering them now…

         The darkness surrounded her as she clutched her bag as she crossed the path back towards Dream SMP land. As she got across, she looked up at the well-lit hotel her uncle had finally won back. Without much thought, she dashed up the path to the building. As she got to the door, she hesitated.

         Would it be better for her uncle if she didn’t bother him? Would he be happier?

         “(Y/N)?” She heard behind her and she once more jumped as she looked to see Tommy walking past the gates to the hotel.

         He stopped seeing her red eyes and the tears staining her cheeks, along with the bag by her side. He then rushed over, taking her arms.

         “What happened? Who hurt you? Who the fuck is going to die?”

         At his words, she sobbed. She hadn’t felt this cared about in months…

         Tommy was startled before hugging her tightly. “Hey, it’s ok, kid. I’ll fuck up their shit for you. No need for the waterworks. Let’s get inside.”

         He brought her inside as she cried harder and he didn’t get much of an explanation once she calmed down as she didn’t want to talk about it but he set her up with a room and told her they’d talk about it tomorrow when she got some rest. Yes, Tommy was worried but he knew that he couldn’t just force the kid to tell him everything when she looked exhausted.

         “I don’t know how Tubbo fucked this up, but I’ll fuck up his shit later,” Tommy told her, ruffling her hair. “After I beat the ass of who hurt you. Get some rest.”

         He left the room after that as she held back the tears this time. If only he knew, and lord did it feel so good to feel like someone cared…She had missed Uncle Tommy…

         …

         Tubbo came to (Y/N)’s door later after putting Michael to sleep. Tubbo felt guilty about getting so snippy with his daughter. She was right, kids get hurt. He remembered the clumsy little girl that would fall down all the time or who he’d have to catch after Tommy dared her to jump from various places. It made him feel guiltier when Michael tried to stick up for her, trying to take all the blame.

         He hadn’t been angry; he was just scared. He had fucked up in some areas with (Y/N), he couldn’t fuck up again. Michael wasn’t the same as her, he was more fragile, a different creature entirely, which meant he had to be extra careful. It was better she went to her room though, so he didn’t say something he’d regret. He felt regret though for being so loud with his words.

         “(Y/N).” He knocked on her door.

         She didn’t answer and he sighed.

         “I’m sorry for yelling. I didn’t mean it. I was just scared because Michael isn’t like you or me. He gets hurt a lot easier. And…shit. I forgot about fishing, didn’t I? I’m making a lot of mistakes today. I’m so sorry little lamb. I…I’ll leave Michael with Foolish tomorrow and we’ll have a day all to ourselves, no matter what. We’ll have your favorite breakfast and do whatever you want, ok? Just you and me my special little bee.”

         There was still no answer and he let out another as he nodded.

         “I’m going to stick to it! I promise (Y/N). I love you so much. Good night.”

         And he left without opening the door to see what he’d find out tomorrow…

[24-guy]

It's been a while since I've done this.

Analysing why both cTubbo and cAimsey's actions make sense via the most recent lore stream!

(usual disclaimer, these are only about the characters, it does not reflect my opinions on the streamers or the streamers opinions on each other.)

So. Tubbo and Aimsey's actions both make a lot of sense with regards to the Ghostboo thing. Even as someone who isn't well versed in the BearSMP lore.

Let's start with Tubbo, then. Since I know his lore the best out of the two of them.

So. The ghost thing. I think that's what hurt the most. Tubbo is very blunt with everything. If he is going to say it, he'll say it in the most straightforward way. So him repeatedly telling Aimsey that Ranboo was dead makes a lot of sense in that he isn't going to beat around the bush. And we joke but I do think Tubbo is still grieving. Denial, anger, bargaining, depression, acceptance if I remember correctly. We saw denial when he saved Michael. We're in anger now. Tubbo said it himself, Aimsey just happened to be around when he decided to do some evil shit.

To Aimsey, the house was lent to them by Ranboo, someone they thought was alive. They thought he could give them the house. But at the same time, Aimsey doesn't touch the rooms that have clearly been decorated for people. I don't know if they've seen Michael's room or if Ghostboo closed up that room. So when they meet the other half who is telling them they can't have it... It makes sense there would be confusion there.

And their reaction to Ranboo being dead is heartbreaking. But as they said. Death seems to follow them wherever they go. I think, though, that Aimsey needs to realize that Ranboo dying was not their fault. I think that could be why Tubbo said they were an "angel of death" jokingly. Because Tubbo knows what it's like when death follows you. This is the man who grew up in a country the kept dying and who fought in wars where he and his allies died. He lost both of his best friends due to the prison. I think Tubbo's tease about aimsey being the angel of death is a slight pick at how little they know of death in this server. A ghost following Aimsey around is nothing in comparison to the death Tubbo felt in the final control room. It's nothing in comparison to dying at a public execution. It's nothing in comparison to your own life being threatened because of your best friend.

Tubbo has stared death in the face and accepted it on multiple occasions and Aimsey looks him in the eyes and says death follows them? At least they have the ghosts to keep them company. Tubbo is alone.

[hangezoeenthusiast]

You failed me

multiple x gn!reader

word count: 2,524

warnings: cursing, yelling, arguing, death, angst, blood, explosion, the egg (it deserves its own warning)

synopis: you guys failed me(us)

(the lyrics go with each person, might not get everyone, and also xd’s part is kinda wonky)

song: rät by penelope scott

I come from scientists and atheists and white men who kill God They make technology, high quality, complex physiological Experiments and sacrilege in the name of public good They taught me everything, just like a daddy should

Quackity, Karl, George, and Sapnap left you. Your mentors, your friends. The ones who taught you everything you knew. They went to build their little “Kinoko Kingdom” while you stayed in the ruins, the dust. “They’ll regret that.” you swore. You built something better, something greater.

It was called “Las Nevadas”. A place where everyone was allowed. They would remember not to fuck with you. They would soon realize that they should watch their back for the rest of their short, stupid lives.

“Watch out, you guys, I'm watching your every move.”

And you were beautiful and vulnerable and power and success God damn, I fell for you, your flamethrowers, your tunnels, and your tech I studied code because I wanted to do something great like you And the real tragеdy is half of it was true

Wilbur majorly fucked up. He was supposed to be with you to the end, your guys’ country, right? No. He left you behind. He went to find peace, find his heaven, while you stayed on earth, wallowing away until your flesh seeped off your rattling bones, rotting away by yourself, with no one to bare witness.

“Why didn’t you bring me with you Wilbur?” you asked his stupid grave on top of the once L’Manburg. “Why did you get the ecstasy, why do I get the remains?”

“I’m coming for you Wilbur, and when I do, we are going to wreck upon justice on everyone who wronged us, wronged you, they will feel our wrath.”

But we've been fuckin' mеan, we're elitist, we're as flawed as any church And this faux-rad West coast dogma has a higher fuckin' net worth I bit the apple 'cause I trusted you, it tastes like Thomas Malthus Your proposal is immodest and insane And I hope someday Selmers rides her fuckin' train

"Y/n!" Technoblade yelled. "I TRUSTED YOU, AND YOU BETRAYED ME, FOR WHAT, TO BLOW UP A STUPID COUNTRY, A COUNTRY THAT WAS DOOMED TO FAIL FROM THE START." He started to battle you, missing every single swing, blinded by fury.

“YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO BE ON MY SIDE.”

"LOOK AT ME GODDAMN IT."

You looked up at him in the eyes and boldly said, "No, Techno, don’t you see, you’re in the wrong here, you’re the one who betrayed me." You were blinded by friendship, you couldn’t see that Tommy had betrayed Techno, and that what the Butcher Army did to Techno was terrible.

"What do you mean Y/n, you know what they did, they wronged me, they used me, they tortured me, they gave me hell, so I gave it back to them, I destroyed the things they loved, the people they loved, you see Y/n, those who have treated me with kindness I will repay that kindness tenfold, and those who treat me with injustice, that use me, that hunt me down, that hurt my friends, I shall repay that injustice a thousand times over, do you understand?"

"No I don't, Techno, you can't do this.” you begged. He pushed you out of the way, "Get out of my way Y/n." “No, I won’t, I won’t let you destroy everything we worked for.”

“Well, then I have to fight you.”

And thus the battle began, Swords clashing against each other, blood spilling from open wounds, friends digging each other into a whole both of them couldn’t get out of. Techno was letting you off easy, he knew his strength, he knew that he could’ve beaten you in one swipe, but he didn’t want to kill you.

So when you had the opportunity, you swept from under his feet, and knocked him down. You placed your blade onto his neck, pressing down until a little drop of blood appeared, “Stay down Technoblade, or I’ll do something worse than try to put you on trial.”

He watched as you walked away from him, trying to save L’Manberg from a worst fate than death itself.

“One day Y/n, you’ll see, I’m on your side.”

I loved you, I loved you, I loved you, it's true I wanted to be you and do what you do I lived here, I loved here, I bought it, it's true I feel so stupid, and so used I feel so used

"Why would you do that Dream? You didn't have to do that." you interrogated. Dream had stupidly blew up the community house. You both didn't plan that, he had gone behind your back. "I had to Y/n, you wouldn't understand."

"What do you mean I don't understand, you went against my back, we were supposed to-" you cut off yourself, "Dream, don't you understand, you did something stupid, and what did you get, you got stupid jail." "The reason I did that is because I needed to isolate myself from humanity." he said, proudness lacing his words.

"What do you mean?" you questioned. "If anyone knows I can revive people, I'm screwed, so that's why I need to be by myself, yeah it sucks major ass, but at least no one else will know, well, besides you anyways." "I have a task for you Y/n/n, I need you to find a way to bring Tommy and Ghostbur in here."

"Why Dream?"

"I'm going to revive Wilbur."

I was your baby, your firstborn, the hot girl in your comp-sci class And I was Darwin's prep school dream, bred, born and raised to kick your ass I fell for circuit boards, rocket ships, pictures of the stars If you could only be what you pretend you are

"PHILZA MINECRAFT COME BACK HERE." you were chasing Phil, through the woody forest, covered by oak trees. He had information on Technoblade's whereabouts and you needed it. You chased him with your enchanted netherite armor, netherite sword and axe, and a few op potions. Your goal was to capture Philza and interrogate him on where Techno's place was. The thing was, you were his child. His own child trying to kill his own son.

He felt betrayed, his own child turned against him and their brother, their family. "The Butcher Army must've gotten to you somehow." he thought in his head. Surely, his darling Y/n didn't do it on their own will, right?

He was incorrect, you did it because you believed that Techno needed to be brought to justice, by punishment. You believed that your own sibling needed to die, because he was a "liability" to L'Manberg's growth and future. He needed to die because as long as he would live his long life with his little enderman Edward, retired, he would still cause trouble to everything you, Quackity, Tubbo, Fundy, and Ranboo had built.

He pleaded, "Stop Y/n, you don't have to do this." You argued, "I do Philza, as long as he lives, my plans for L'Manberg will forever cease to exist."

He felt like shit, you called him Philza, not Dadza, or Dad, or anything besides his normal name. "Did I screw something up?" he asked himself quietly under his breath. "Yes you did Phil, you took the traitor's side." you had heard Phil mumble.

"HE'S NOT A TRAITOR." Phil yelled at you. "Yes he is, he deserves what he is about to get, I will say it again, where is his base?"

"I'm not saying, Y/n, why are you doing this, Techno is your own sibling." "He's not my sibling anymore, that stopped when he destroyed L'Manberg, you're lucky I forgived you." you declared.

"Y/n/n, please don't do this."

"I have to Dadza, I can't let him roam free."

When I said take me to the moon, I never meant take me alone I thought if mankind toured the sky, it meant that all of us could go But I don't want to see the stars if they're just one more piece of land For us to colonize, for us to turn to sand

Bad had tried to convice you to join the Eggpire. You had no effect while being next to the egg, and he had to take you out. People who had no effect towards the egg had to be eliminated.

He was creepily following you, waiting until you stopped to get a chance to capture you. He had hope that you did have an effect, that you would join the Egg with him. He didn't want to kill you, you were his best friend, besides Skeppy of course.

"Come back here Y/n." he said. "No chance in hell Bad, get the fuck away from me." "HEY, LANGUAGE!" he exclaimed. "No language, get away from me, you're creeping me out."

He threw his trident, spinning in the air, trying to catch up to your frantic steps. You were trying to get to Church Prime, where no one could kill anyone, hopefully Bad would abide to that rule. You were just about to step on Church Prime when you bumped into a hard, armored chest.

You looked up shyly, and saw Punz, with his red eyes reflecting anger. "Where are you going Y/n?" he questioned. "Somewhere." you blankly stated. You were desperate, you didn't want to die, or anything else that Bad was going to do to you. You tried to dodge Punz, but he placed a hand on your shoulder, "Stay right here Y/n."

"No, get away from me, I don't know what's wrong with all of you, but go away, I don't want anything to do with your stupid Eggpire." He raged, and grabbed your wrist heavily, "DON'T TALK ABOUT THE EGG LIKE THAT, IT WILL TAKE CONTROL OF THE SERVER, AND YOU ALL WILL BE ITS SERVANTS." "LET ME THE FUCK GO PUNZ." you screamed. You were wiggling in his grip, trying to escape his lunatic self.

While he was holding you, you saw two other shadows behind you. It was Antfrost and Bad. "What do you guys want from me, I didn't do anything wrong."

"You are against the Egg Y/n, people who are like you and Tommy have to die."

"Well, I'm not dying today." you murmured under your breath. "What was that you said?" Antfrost asked you.

You smirked, "I'm not dying today, I'll tell you one more time, let go of me."

Bad and Antfrost walked closer to you, Punz right behind you, all of them cornering you into a tight spot. "What you going to do about it Y/n, you're cornered."

"You'll know when they get here, but for now, you better run boys."

'Cause we're so fuckin' mean, we're so elitist, we're as fucked as any church And this bullshit West coast dogma has a higher fuckin' net worth I bit the apple 'cause I loved you, and why would you lie? And then I realized that you're just as naïve as I am Oh, you're so traumatized it makes me want to cry

"Tubbo, don't do this." Schlatt had unfortunately found out that you were a spy, that you were on Pogtopia's side. He had ordered Tubbo to kill you with fireworks, to light you on fire, give you blisters all over your body. "Please Tubbs, you're my friend." you pleaded.

"I can't Y/n/n, or something worse will happen." he whispered to you. "What do you mean?" you asked. "He can-" he trailed off, looking somewhere else besides your eyes. "Tubbo, you don't have to do what that stupid bastard tells you to do, you're your own person, with your own thoughts and actions."

"I'm sorry Y/n, I hope you can forgive me."

"TUBBO N-" you was cut off by firewords hitting your skin, making blisters and burn marks all over your body. You lost your second canon life, feeling betrayed by Tubbo. He killed you for what, a stupid father who never cared about him in his entire life, a father who exiled his friends that actually treated him like a person, and not like some random piece of trash.

You respawned in your bed, feeling bruises and bumps mostly on your forearms and your back.

"I'll help you Tubbo, I’ll get rid of him.”

You dumb bitch I loved you, I loved you, I loved you, it's true I wanted to be you and do what you do I lived here, I loved here, I bought it, it's true I'm so embarrassed, I feel abused

“Come on Y/n/n, come with me.” Punz begged of you. He wanted you to visit the Egg. You didn’t want to be controlled by a stupid omelette. "I'm not Punzo, why are you so obsessed with that stupid thing."

"DON'T SPEAK OF THE EGG LIKE THAT."

You put your hands in front of you, accidentally touching Punz's chest, "Ok calm down buddy." He didn't calm down and instead yelled at you on why you had to join the Eggpire.

"If you join, you will be forever happy."

"If you join you'll get whatever you want."

You were tired of the members of the Eggpire to convince you to join them, you didn't like eggs anyway. "Punz, for the last time, I'm not joining you, stop telling me."

“Then you have to die.”

So fuck your tunnels, fuck your cars, fuck your rockets, fuck your cars again You promised you'd be Tesla, but you're just another Edison 'Cause Tesla broke a patent, all you ever broke were hearts I can't believe you tore humanity apart

“XD!” You were pissed at him, he had destroyed your house, made your friends pissed at you, just everything you liked. All because he wanted you for himself.

He wanted you to be dependent on his every word, and he was being a manipulative psychopath. And you didn’t tolerate that, it was like he was his human counterpart, Dream.

He walked to you with confidence, waiting for to get a hug from you, well, he didn’t get that. You slapped him so hard his head swung to the left.

“WHAT THE FUCK.”

“That’s what you get you stupid son of a bitch. You fucking ruined everything.” “Calm down Y/n/n, what is wrong?” He acted concerned, but you knew that he was faking. He would do anything to get someone’s approval.

“DO YOU WANNA KNOW WHAT’S WRONG, IT’S YOU, YOUR STUPID PRESENCE IN MY LIFE. YOU KEEP ON WALKING AROUND LIKE YOU FUCKING OWN THE PLACE.”

“Calm down darling, just take some netheri-” you interrupted him by slapping the ore out of his hands. “I don’t need jack shit from you XD, you know what, take back the necklace, I don’t want it.” You pulled the shiny, green emerald necklace off your neck, and pulled XD’s palm out.

You placed the necklace filled with memories, and put it on his hand. You closed up his palm, and walked away, leaving XD to his own accord.

“We could’ve had evertything X.”

[god1ngs]

━‎ ghost of a memory

synopsis; the ghost of a man comes back.

contains; pogtopia wilbur spoilers, yandere themes, mentions of death, implied death, swearing, mentions of stalking, wilbur is a creep in this

yandere c!wilbur soot / reader, 2.8k wc

note; this is the longest thing i've ever written >:)) very proud of this

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‎ ‎ ‎it was snowing, like it usually was. the layers of snow piled up on the floor only to get crushed down by your boot. you were on your way back to your house, ready to lay down and relax. days were hard now, especially since having moved away from the dream smp and l'manberg.

‎ ‎ ‎it was easy at first, but you were more lonely now. there was no tommy to come greet you in the mornings, or no tubbo to show you his new bee portrait done by someone else. it was lonely, only your presence to comfort you when days got too lonely.

‎ ‎ ‎you lived near techno, phil, and ranboo, but you never really talked to them. while you could hold your own, the angel of death and blood god striked fear into your heart. phil, although somewhat of an intimidating man, had been much different after the explosion of l'manberg.

‎ ‎ ‎you hadn't been there to know what happened, but it was something severely detrimental from what you've heard. and you haven't even heard that much. you heard of how l'manberg was exploded, but didn't know much else. there was a way people looked whenever you asked about it though.

‎ ‎ ‎you set down your things as you came inside your house, tired from the long day of venturing out from the snowy area. you had been trying to find some more resources, having been slowly running out of some minor ones, but wanting to have them nonetheless. sighing, you tiredly looked down at your hands.

‎ ‎ ‎you never went a day without thinking of what you had done with those hands. blood splattered along the calloused palms of them, rough from gripping swords and bows. you regretted your previous decisions, having worked alongside l'manberg. while you didn't regret meeting the people, the experiences would plague you for years to come.

‎ ‎ ‎a knock on your door brung you out of your mind, gentle and soft. it was unlike any of the loud banging from the war. you shook away your troubles, wanting to block out everything from your past as a soldier. you opened the door, hesitantly bringing your hand to the sword rested on your side.

‎ ‎ ‎it was ranboo. he stood at the door, taller than your doorframe, and looking down at you. "oh," you said, retracting your hand from the hilt of it. "hello ranboo. what brings you here?" you were curious, never having really been close to ranboo during your time at l'manberg. you two had become closer since you lived in each others radius, but had never talked for a long time.

‎ ‎ ‎"uh, i just.. i just wanted to ask if you've seen ghostbur. i haven't seen him in a while and was wondering if you have?" the dual boy asked, tugging at his shirt collar. ghostbur? your brows furrowed, a nervousness piling in your stomach. did he mean wilbur? he seemed confident about what he had said though.

‎ ‎ ‎you cleared your throat before speaking again, leaning against the doorframe. "who's ghostbur?" you asked, confused. maybe it was just a mess up with his name, ranboo was very forgetful after all. realization crossed his features, eyes wide. "you don't know who ghostbur is?"

‎ ‎ ‎disbelief coated his tone, shining in his eyes as well. the boy stammered, trying to figure out what to say. "oh boy, uh..." he exhaled harshly, scratching at his neck in nervousness. "do you know what happened when l'manberg was blown up?" you hadn't known much, but you did know what mainly happened ─ l'manberg had been blown to the smithereens.

‎ ‎ ‎"not really, i guess. i mean, i know l'manberg was blown up, but i don't know much besides that." you told ranboo, being confused as to why this was even important. he stayed silent for a minute, cautious as to what he should say. does he just tell you outright that wilbur had been killed and that ghostbur was his ghost?

‎ ‎ ‎he exhaled again, nervous. "well, wilbur is the one who blew up l'manberg and.. phil killed him after." he said, pausing between his words to see your reaction. your eyes were wide, throat dry. there was a deep pit in your stomach, a neverending bad feeling. "he's dead?" your voice trembled as you spoke, brows furrowed.

‎ ‎ ‎ranboo nodded, sucking in a breath awkwardly. "i'm sorry i had to be the one to tell you." he said shortly, hands clasped behind his back. you tried to shake it off, laugh and tell him it was fine, but no words could come out. "so," you spoke once you had finally grasped your words. "is ghostbur his.. ghost?"

‎ ‎ ‎he nodded again, rocking on his heels. "he doesn't act anything like from what the old wilbur used to, from what i've heard." he tried to confide you, however it didn't do much to help. you smiled weakly at the male, not exactly knowing how to deal with the information as of now. "thank you, ranboo, and uh, no i haven't seen.. ghostbur. i hope you find him though."

‎ ‎ ‎with that, he thanked you and left you alone for now. you shut the door gently before breaking down. you grasped your hair, sliding against the wooden door. he was dead? while you slid against the door, you began laughing. he was dead. you were gleeful. you laughed and laughed and laughed. god, he was dead.

‎ ‎ ‎you didn't know you would ever celebrate a mans passing, but wilbur was different. wilbur was.. obsessive. not only with control, but with you. you always got a weird feeling from him too. he was always with you somehow, always greeting you wherever you would be. he was highly protective of you and, while he passed it off as it due to you being a citizen of his country, you suspected otherwise.

‎ ‎ ‎your gleeful laughter masked the sound of the rustling bushes.

‎ ‎ ‎ranboo hadn't known you didn't know of wilbur's passing. he thought maybe phil or someone else would've told you, not him having to break the news to you. you seemed awfully upset, he hoped you would be okay. as he walked, head down with a friend, there was a thought nagging at the back of his head.

‎ ‎ ‎recently, ghostbur had been acting different. he couldn't put his finger on it, but something was off. he tossed the thought when there was a sudden shout of his name. he turned, quickly, seeing the man of the hour. "hello ranboo!" ghostbur said, smiling warmly at the other. "oh, hey ghostbur." he replied, a soft smile painting his face.

‎ ‎ ‎the two talked for a little while, catching up with each other and seeing how the other was. "well actually, i think i left friend at phil's house, do you mind go getting him for me, ranboo?" ghostbur asked, tilting his head at the half and half boy. ranboo's brows furrowed, wondering why he couldn't go get the sheep himself. it was his sheep after all.

‎ ‎ ‎ranboo glanced back at his house, rubbing at the back of his neck before answering him. "uh, sure, yeah. i can do that! why can't you go get him though?" he asked, confused. he didn't mind going to go get friend, liking to help out his friends, he was simply curious. "oh, i just have something to do! it's nothing really, but thank you again ranboo!" the airy tone of ghostbur coated with delight, he smiled at the man.

‎ ‎ ‎ranboo nodded, wishing him a farewell, before walking away to get more food for the trip. finally. ghostbur smiled, turning to the wooden house you had gone in a few minutes prior.

‎ ‎ ‎he would have you.

‎ ‎ ‎you didn't think that today would be the day you celebrate a dead man, but you learned new things everyday. you didn't celebrate per say, you were just happy the british man wouldn't bother you anymore. he had creeped you out when he was alive, but in death he couldn't do anything.

‎ ‎ ‎knocking at your door had interrupted your moment, brows arching at the door. hadn't ranboo just left? maybe there was something else he had to tell you. as you got closer to the door, hand nearly on the doorknob, you hesitated. why would ranboo come right back? it didn't make sense.

‎ ‎ ‎you put your hand on the hilt of your sword, once again preparing you for if you were to get attacked. yet as you opened the door, there only stood a man ─ a man who looked exactly like wilbur soot. from the hair, to the clothes, to the face shape; it all reminded you too much of wilbur.

‎ ‎ ‎"hello! i'm ghostbur!" the man happily introduced himself, smiling warmly at you. this wasn't how wilbur acted? ranboo had told you that ghostbur acted different from him. "uh, hey. why are you here?" awkward and a tad rude, you asked, narrowing your [color] eyes at the brunette. he only smiled.

‎ ‎ ‎translucent, nearly grey in color hands rose up to wave you off. "i just wanted to come meet you! ranboo had said you were a good person! here, do you want some blue?" fishing in his pockets, ghostbur pulled out a small clump of blue. royal blue in color, it made you somewhat happy to look at it. the corners of your mouth twitched.

‎ ‎ ‎you accepted the blue, gently getting it place in your hand, his fingers brushing against yours as he did so. you squished it some, finding a certain fondness in the way it felt. maybe he wasn't bad. "may i come in?" the ghost asked, tilting his head quizzically. could you trust this guy enough to let him inside your house?

‎ ‎ ‎you pondered the idea, considering the worse case scenario ─ which would really be just takes all of your things or killing you. you doubt he was able to though, he seemed way too nice to even think about it. he seemed trustworthy and so, without another thought, you let ghostbur inside of your home.

‎ ‎ ‎he thanked you and took a look around, complimenting your interior design with a warm smile. he had that aura, the one that makes you feel comforted in his presence. kind and gentle, he was the type of man to be gentle with anything and everything. he seemed rather innocent as well, a child like enthusiasm in the way he carried himself.

‎ ‎ ‎you didn't mind, you actually found it quite admirable. before the war, you had been like that as well. bubbly and warm, smiles that could outshine the sun ─ and now, you were alone, although of your own accord. you had to admit, it was better for it to be like this though. the war and other experiences you shared with l'manberg still haunted your nightmares, causing you to wake up in a cold sweat everytime.

‎ ‎ ‎"[name]," the ghost murmured, looking over the paintings on the wall. "these paintings are quite lovely!" you smiled, agreeing with him. the paintings were nice, as they had been given to you as a president from ranboo. he had magnificent taste, the paintings holding such beauty. you sighed softly, glancing towards ghostbur.

‎ ‎ ‎"hey ghostbur? do you remember anything.. before you died?" you asked, cringing at the question yourself. you assumed it was a question he got a lot, being the ghost of a man who was loved by many, but you couldn't help the curiousity arising in you. he only smiled at you, he always seemed to be smiling.

‎ ‎ ‎"only the good memories! i don't remember any of the bad memories wilbur has!" he answered, still staring at the paintings. he seemed to take a liking to them. you nodded, humming in thought as you glossed over the paintings. "you know," you murmured. "i never really had fond memories with wilbur."

‎ ‎ ‎you had never told anyone of your past experiences with the man, being too scared of being called a liar or saying that you were wrong. wilbur was a man of great charm and charisma, traits he knew how to use to gain what he wants. you knew this first hand, having been on the receiving side of the anger he never showed the public.

‎ ‎ ‎ghostbur was quite for a moment, causing you to look over at him. he seemed deep in thought, eyes nearly wide with a nearly upset look crossing his face. "are you alright?" you asked him, concerned. it would be understandable if he didn't like talking about wilbur, having been the ghost of said man.

‎ ‎ ‎"oh yes, i'm fine! can you tell me about your memories with alivebur?" he asked, looking over at you questionably. you nodded, sitting down on the couch, to where the ghost followed. he sat beside you, almost a little too close for comfort, but he did seem obvious so you chose to let it slide.

‎ ‎ ‎you told ghostbur everything. about how wilbur was a creep. how you suspected he was stalking you. how he had been possessive of you. how you saw a side of wilbur that was never shown to the public. how you never liked him. how wilbur was a deranged man.

‎ ‎ ‎he listened to you quietly, not talking as he stared down at his lap. as you were finished talking, going to ask him if he was okay, he sighed. he shook his head, tsking at you. this was different. confused you scooted away from him, brows furrowed. he only looked up at you, grinning.

‎ ‎ ‎"was my disguise that good?"

‎ ‎ ‎your mouth ran dry. your hands trembled, trembled with fear of the danger lurking in his voice. the madness glinting in his eyes. was this ghostbur? no, this couldn't be. as you stared at him in disbelief, shock coating his features, something started happening. he was melting?

‎ ‎ ‎the grey skin, along with the yellow sweater and beanie, melted off of him. it was like slime dripping, coating your couch in the gooey substance. it disgusted you, how it melted into a puddle of grey just below him. but that was the least of your problem, as the disguise had melted, something sinister lurked below.

‎ ‎ ‎it was wilbur.

‎ ‎ ‎unmistakably, it was wilbur soot.

‎ ‎ ‎the brown hair that bunched up, the dull red beanie atop his head, the brown trenchcoat that coated his features. you backed away, horrified. standing up, you tried to run, yet he only laughed. a sickening laugh that made you stop in place, eyes wide with fear. your feet were glued to the floor, unable to move despite your door beckoning you to run.

‎ ‎ ‎the crazed look in the mans expression would be one you would never forget. he laughed maniacally, grin wide with unmasked enthusiasm. "you really thought it was ghostbur!? that little punk, yeah? you thought wrong, sweetheart!" he shouted, his voice bouncing off the walls, surrounding your every direction, making it impossible to escape.

‎ ‎ ‎who knew you would be trapped inside your own house?

‎ ‎ ‎you could hardly find the words to talk, the phrases getting stuck in your throat as you simply shook your head. it couldn't be wilbur. why was he here? how was he here? the man, who you previously believed to be ghostbur, had been inside your house. you had ranted to him on your troubles with his alive state, unaware he was the one you were speaking to.

‎ ‎ ‎"you- how? how are you - how are you here?" you mustered out, your voice weak. you could barely make them out, quiet and frail. he laughed once more, throwing his head back with unfiltered euphoria. he was so joyous, so content with watching you fall apart in front of him. watching you break down was what he wanted.

‎ ‎ ‎"i always come back, sweetheart, you should know this." he said, smirking devilishly. he walked to you, triumph yelling with every step he took. you backed away as he came closer, fearfully backing away from the brunette until your back hit a wall. alarm coursed through you, desperately trying to look around for a way to leave, a way to escape the misery that would soon come.

‎ ‎ ‎he stalked up to you, stopping in front of you. he was even more terrifying up closer. the broad shoulders and the looming shadow over your figure terrifying you more than anything ever had. "sweetheart!" the pet name rolled off of his tongue, almost in a sing song tone. you hadn't even noticed the tears running down your face until he wiped them away.

‎ ‎ ‎"don't cry, don't cry," wilbur muttered, pulling you closer to him, bringing your scared form into his chest. you tensed, worry clear in your figure as you tried to fight back. you tried to pull away, muttering how you didn't want this. you didn't want wilbur to touch you, to hold you as if he was someone special to you. "why do you keep trying to pull away from me?"

‎ ‎ ‎once you had finally pulled away from him, you looked at him in the eyes. you were still backed up against a wall, knowing your end was nearer than you thought. you glared at him one last time, choosing to pick fight over flight, and spit in his face.

‎ ‎ ‎"fuck you, wilbur soot."

‎ ‎ ‎blood splattered on the walls seconds later.

[clingyduoapologist]

Bench Trio are sick

I'm currently suffering in bed with a cold so I decided to write some headcanons to get my mind off of it (and cause why not?)

Tommy:

Tommy hates being sick

(same lmao)

If he catches something, most of the time he tries to push through it if he can

If he can't, then he'll just stay at home and not associate with anyone

he hates being pitied

Wilbur and Tubbo were some of the only people he'd let take care of him

He had once gotten really sick in Pogtopia

Wilbur only left his room for soup and water

(cue many mother bird jokes from a half-dead Tommy)

He's actually gotten pretty good at hiding his symptoms

Not from Tubbo, though

He shuts Tommy's shit down with a glance

"Go lie down."

"What are you, my mum? sneeze Don't tell me what to cough cough do!"

"..."

"Okay, I'll go lie on the couch or something..."

Tubbo:

Tubbo doesn't catch colds

Colds catch Tubbo

Sniffling in bed? No, not Tubbo

This man will be down in his basement, drugged up on cold syrup and spite, throwing himself into whatever project he can find

Because Tubbo_Beloved is not going to let some bitch-ass microscopic bacteria win

He's up late into the night, completely transfixed on literally anything he can find

Before Ranboo, Tommy was the only one who could get him to take care of himself

When Tommy was exiled, he had a pretty bad fever and was in the White House at like 2:00 am, looking for any excuse to not go home.

The entire cabinet had tried to get him to go to sleep, but he wouldn't budge

In walks Ranboo

"Hey guys, what's going on?"

"Tubbo's sick and refusing to take a break. He hasn't left his office in like 3 hours."

"Oh, can I talk to him?"

"I mean yeah, but I'm not sure it'll do much-"

"Okay."

15 minutes later Ranboo walks out with a sleeping Tubbo in his arms.

Ranboo:

Ranboo doesn't really get sick that much

He's never really had anything worse than a fever

He's pretty sure it's his enderman immune system

When he does get sick, he'll be in his room, reading or resting

He doesn't really want to bother anyone

Most times if you ask him if he needs anything, you'll be met with an "I'm good, thanks!" and a sheepish smile

He does accept help when he knows he needs it, though.

He doesn't like being alone, especially when he isn't feeling well

Once, a couple of weeks after Micheal was adopted, he had gotten sick

He had basically been banished to his room

They didn't want to take any chances with such a young kid. Especially a half zombified piglin kid.

He had gotten pretty bummed, that was until Tommy showed up

Cue tsundereinnit

"I don't know what you hybrids eat so I made you some potato soup."

"Thanks, Tommy. I really appreciate it." warm smile

Tommy.exe has stopped responding

I hoped you enjoyed them! If you're sick right now, maybe this can bring you a bit of comfort. If you're not, take a deep breath through your nose and just, appreciate it.

cya

[aslitheryprinx]

Ask game? Hoo boy!

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Powdered cream puffs

Raisin cookies? Yuck! But I guess it'll do

Christmas miracle

Jack-in-a-box

Pumpkin pie dolls

Squids or kids?

THE KRAKE- awweee!!

Hot coca and mints!

Too hot!

Too cold!

An angel

Dancing on hellfire

Chocolate tears

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~🍮

👀 oh wow hfhfh. I'm actually going to combine a couple of these but that's a lot of interesting prompts, thank you! ^^

CW: platonic vore in a couple of prompts! All safe!

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Powdered cream puffs.

Niki is making a large order of powdered cream puffs for a friend's wedding.

Her friend, a tiny named Wilbur, is staying over for the week, and makes the process a bit more difficult.

Niki honestly can't tell if he's trying to help or sabotage her, but it's much harder to bake with a chaotic tiny running around the kitchen.

To keep him out of trouble, she eventually noms him. He simmers down after that, getting comfortable in her storage stomach to take a nap, so she figures he was just looking for attention.

She finishes the order with plenty of time, and makes sure to save one of the cream puffs for her tiny friend.

Raisin cookies? Yuck! But I guess it'll do

Ranboo and Tubbo have a pest problem. They're pretty sure it's a mouse, or something along those lines.

They buy a humane cage trap, and instead of baiting it with cheese or peanut butter, they use the raisin cookies they've been avoiding eating for a month.

Tommy is a borrower, and he's been doing a pretty good job avoiding the humans on his own. He's confused about this new contraption they've set out though.

Apparently it's a place to keep their cookies. They're raisin cookies, which Tommy thinks are gross, but he's hungry and they're an easy meal.

While the humans are gone, he takes a cookie, activates the trap, and finds himself locked in a cage. Before he can escape, he hears the sound of a door. They're back.

Christmas Miracle

Wilbur and Techno are twins that live alone. They have each other, but still it gets a little lonely.

On Christmas, Wilbur makes a wish on a star. He wishes that there was somebody who could watch over them.

The next morning, he and Techno discover that the angel on top of their tree has come to life.

Jack-in-the-box

Tommy is a little confused when he's gifted a Jack-in-the-box for his birthday. He's pretty sure these are supposed to be for children... And he's turning 17.

Still, he doesn't want to be rude, so he slowly turns the music handle. The box pops open, but nothing comes out. He peeks inside.

Sitting there, arms crossed stubbornly over his chest, is a man who introduces himself as Jack Manifold.

He's a Jack in a box, and he does not want to be.

Pumpkin pie dolls

Tubbo is not particularly good at baking. He's tried to learn from Niki, but he's never managed to make anything very tasty.

However, he is pretty good at magic. When he finds a spell to make a treat called 'pumpkin pie dolls,' he's thrilled!

He gets the ingredients, and casts the spell. It works its magic, and five little dolls made from pumpkin pie appear- and then the spell keeps going.

The dolls solidify until they look far more like people than pie. And then they're sitting up and moving around, and Tubbo has no clue where he went wrong.

He's not going to eat them, of course, they're tiny people. That is, until one of them, Tommy, informs him that it's perfectly safe for them, and they probably taste a bit like pumpkin pie.

Tubbo reluctantly tries, swallowing Tommy and hoping he's right. The other boy does taste like pumpkin pie- and he seems to be just fine, laughing from Tubbo's stomach.

The other four are interested as well, and they all have slightly differing flavors of pumpkin.

Tubbo had gained five bizarre nommable friends.

Squids or kids?

Techno is once again facing off against his greatest rival- Squid Kid!

A rare new enchantment has just been released to the market. It's meant to increase potato yield by up to 14%! But there's only one, and he and Squid are locked in a bidding war.

As the bids grow higher and higher, their arguments dissolve from just words into a full out brawl- and Techno knocks Squid Kid into one of the other floating enchantments for sale.

There's a puff of smoke, and then suddenly sitting in Squid's place is a child!

Squid still has his memories, and yells at Techno, but he's not used to being so small, and can barely walk.

Since it was Techno's fault he ended up like this, he demands the piglin fix it. Techno agrees.

Now, the two rivals have to work together to fix the enchantment.

THE KRAKE- awww!

Phil, Wilbur and Techno are sailors, adventurers.

One day, while messing around with some ancient texts, one of them accidentally summons the Kraken.

They watch in horror as the sea bubbles and tentacles rise from the depths- only to stop in shock as what looks like an adorable toddler pops his head above the waves.

The Kraken is a toddler still... Unfortunately, he's a toddler with enough power to overthrow nations, and he doesn't quite understand that their boat is not a toy...

Too hot! Too cold!

Phil is an elytrian from the end. Techno is a piglin from the nether. They come from two very extreme lands with very extreme temperatures.

Despite being best friends, there's one thing the two can never agree on: the thermostat.

Technoblade is always freezing, used to the fiery temperatures of the Nether. Meanwhile, Philza is always burning up, more accustomed to the chill of the End.

Thus, their house becomes one of the strangest places in the neighborhood, having two AC units. One half of the house is kept boiling hot, even in the summer, while the other side causes even the most northern adjusted human to shiver, whether winter or summer.

An angel dancing on hellfire

Skeppy is an angel who gets bored of floating around in the celestial plane and watching over dumb humans.

Ever the prankster, he decides to sneak into the one place an angel isn't supposed to go: hell.

To his embarrassment, and a little bit of fear, he's quickly caught by a massive demon, who scolds him for being in hell.

Despite his intimidating appearance, the demon, whose name is Bad, is a very sweet guy.

Skeppy is dumped out of hell with a warning from the demon to be more careful. He decides he's going to make it his mission to prank this interesting demon, and he quickly sneaks back inside.

Chocolate tears

Wilbur really really didn't mean for this to happen.

He'd been experimenting with potions to make the burgers in his and Ranboo's shop taste even better.

He'd had a handful of them in his arms, and had accidentally ran into the tall half enderman, splashing them all over him.

To his complete shock, the teen began to shrink, turning into chocolate. Wilbur quickly picked him up, looking around to make sure nobody else had seen.

Ranboo was shocked, a couple of tears just as chocolate as he was slipping down his face.

Wilbur frantically started looking for a cure, knowing he had to fix this before someone else found the poor kid.

[is-the-mcyt-video-cute]

Is taking in stray mcyters safe? Ive been noticing a tommyinnit lurking around my house for the past week or so, and im worried if it doesnt get socialized it might attack my ranboo. Im getting a snowstorm soon, too, and i dont want the poor thing out there in the cold :(. I also have a friend whos looking to rehome a tubbo, and ive heard they make great companions and could help the tommy adjust. (The tubbo and ranboo are already on good terms, said friend and i have had collabs with them and they get along wonderfully.) Whats the best way to go about this?

Also, if i do do this, are there any behavior changes i can expect? Itd be a big change, and i want to be able to to tell if any new behaviors are natural or from stress

Some advice would be great. Ive already started getting my ranboo prepared for new company, (id been hoping to take in a Technoblade as he is my favorite breed, but i think two new mcyters is all i can handle currently, and i dont want to risk improper care from taking too many in at a time.)

-🐷🐍

taking in stray mcyters can be fine, as long as you're 100% sure they don't already have an owner, in which case you should return them. but if they're well and truly free for the taking, then it's perfectly fine as long as you take good care of them.

for this situation i would recommend trying to socialise tommy as quickly as possible if you do decide to take him in, especially if there's a snow storm! tommy needs a nice warm sweater and he can't be left out in the cold. to begin socialising tommy, you should start with sweaters, music, and some cans of coke. be aware that during this phase, tommy will still attack, especially ranboo. with enough exposure to each other, with the help of tubbo as a buffer, they will start to get along, though play fights will still occur.

as for behavioural change, there shouldn't actually be too many. just make sure to keep an eye on tommy when he's around ranboo for the first few weeks and get prepared for the effort! ranboo alone can be very easy to care for and he tends to be quite independent, but adding tommy to the mix can be overwhelming for new owners! do plenty of research, and be flexible!

[burhouse]

what kinds of food were available for bec?

Becquerel: Well... not a whole lot, actually. Well, not compared to here.

There wasn't much of a variety of things- not a lot of food survived nuclear fallout some decade and a half ago, but, let alone what had a long shelf life.

Becquerel: I mostly ate canned food- we'd find rations of it, anywhere from the ruins of houses and buildings to people selling their own surplus. But well, there's only so many rations... things all happened when I was really little, so the whole rationing food thing has been going on awhile and... well I think people were running out. That lead to people having to find other sources of food.

We would hunt food, sometimes, but that was dicey. Animals don't know much about radiation poisoning and will run and travel through very irradiated zones all the time, so they themselves become irradiated so any meat you'd get could be dangerous. It was really hard to tell if food was or wasn't but... well sometimes we'd have to take risks. Tubbo and his crew they.... well they found food alright, although I've been advised by Ishmael not to talk about the subject. It's touchy.

Becquerel: Thankfully, Puck and Ranboo actually figured out something with growing seeds... you see, you can't grow them on top soil. Even if they actually grew, the roots soak in radiation and you could get seriously sick eating them. They'd dug a bunch of ditches and started growing things... potatoes, carrots, wheat- and they'd put up these metal barriers, they actually started growing and, well, it seemed pretty safe to eat.

After this, I'd actually told Tommy to start keeping hold of any cans of food he found, and hiding them. Just in case it came a time where they had nothing, in case the food stopped growing. It wasn't long before I uh... well, you know. Tommy found this goat... she was a lovely creature- and I'd figured out how to get goat's milk. It was a member from the dome that taught me a way to process it, it takes all the irradiation away, and then you could make stuff with it.

Becquerel: Food here is... in surplus and frankly it scares me sometimes how people just... waste such good food. It upsets me, really. There's so much and it's so good but... it's sad, really. If I could bring even a fraction of what I've eaten here back home I'm sure they'd be happy for months and months and months.

I hope they're doing well, and I hope the crops are doing well. I think a winter might've already passed since I've been here. That's the worst of it... fuck. Sorry, I don't think I can continue with this. Thank you for the question.

[orangekingfisher]

y’know, because one of the reasons i got into osmp/dsmp was ranboo character design...

here’s my first c!ranboo fanart!

sketch + lineart

click for better definition! (rbs appreciated)

you can find some hc (all /rp) under the cut <3

football hc my beloved <3

inspired by my cousin, my grandpa and their shenanigans

at some point michael grows up and the dads realize they have to make him do some sport so he can be active and make new friends

dad tubbo and uncle tommy immediately yell "FOOTBALL" bc english (derogatory)

ranboo gets all worried because football??? dangerous!!! but then he. Realizes™

ranboo doesn't understand sports and he quickly understand that football is a way for clingyduo to bond with his son so he lets them do all the work for it

training is every wednesday and friday and uncle tommy makes sure to always have free wednesdays and fridays

whenever other people see tommy and michael walking to the training field, they leave them alone, even if they have some unfinished business with tommy

this is because the only time someone tried to talk to him they almost got killed. tommy has to bring his nephew/godson to football training. no time.

he stays near the field for an hour and a half, looking at micheal with the proudest grin

michael has so much fun and makes a lot of new friends

tommy often yells very unhelpful advice

all the other kids love him tho. a lot.

michael isn't really embarrassed. he loves his uncle <3

there's a match every other saturday. clingyduo makes sure they're there, front row.

they look at michael and have fun together at the match. sometimes they wish they could turn back time and be as happy as he is.

benchtrio+michael eat lunch together every sunday and they talk about what happened during the training/match of the week

one day both tommy and tubbo have a really important thing to do and they can't go to the match!! :(

michael is not really bothered, it's just one time and honestly? he just wants to have fun

CLINGYDUO IS DISTRAUGHT

tubbo immediately goes to his husband and tells him to attend the match. it doesn't matter if he doesn't understand or if he doesn't really care (ranboo does care A LOT and gets all mad at tubbo for implying he doesn't) HE HAS. TO. GO.

so ranboo gets his best suit. his crown. all his rings and earrings and piercings.

he's dressed as if he had to go to a wedding party.

but it's just. a low league football match between kids.

so all the other parents see this lanky and creepy half enderman, so well dressed, sitting on the bleachers with them. and they're confused. who's this guy why is he here

he takes off his jacket and the crown and just. watches the match. wiggling his feet.

when michael's team scores he cheers! he's so happy!!

he's so fucking proud of his son oh my god

after the match he hugs michael and tells him.

after that he goes to other matches, every now and then.

just. c!ranboo design hc

as someone already said he wears his wedding band on the horn so it doesn't get lost between all the other rings

but. when he adopted michael he got a little ring-piercing on his other horn. he can't take it out and he doesn't want to either

his horns aren't symmetric

his eyes are actually purple but the green/red glasses help him see human colours

he wears makeup sometimes but eyeliner all the time.

he tought niki looked pretty with it and she did his first look and bought his first products. he's been doing it himself ever since.

he looks very stylish.

sometimes... tubbo gets creative and does ranboo's makeup. he always ends up drawing little hearts and stars on his face. ranboo LOVES it.

he has a lot of piercings and rings because he loves shiny objects

his nails are naturally black

his skin/hair condition is very similar to vitiligo/poliosis. weirdly enough it's almost split in a half and nobody knows why?? (as someone with both in the family let me have it)

he doesn't always wear fancy clothes, but he likes to take his time to get dressed. it's almost a ritual for him

the eyes of ender on his clothes are fake but he made everyone think they're real

...

and last but not least he likes asparagus. idk why he just. does.

[leafcabbage]

what about ranboos stays after knocking on the apartment door and tells tommy and tubbo what happened and ranboo was too tired to run away when tubbo said he loves them

you got it!

ranboo stays

ranboo doesn't have the moment of "why am i here" before tubbo opens the door. there's obviously something wrong so tubbo pulls them inside, he makes them sit down and he and tommy try to figure out what's wrong, and because ranboo chose to go there and isn't fully isolating themself yet, they tell tommy and tubbo what just happened. although this happens in a very close vicinity to the other one i'll write, ranboo going there on their own accord makes it different. they choose to tell the truth, even though they regret it the next day, they cant lie their way out of it. tommy and tubbo know and they know that ranboo is only 17 at this point and this is where they bring in puffy. ranboo can't really argue because since there is now an adult who knows, in their mind they could get in trouble for being under 18 with no guardian (you think this anxious kid knows how anything works? no, they're sitting there like "oh god im gonna go to jail because i didnt tell the government im an orphan")

puffy figures things out. i dont know how this shit works but like, by the time anything happened on the government/social services side of things ranboo would be 18, so she's probably just like, it's okay i can be the adult in your life, you're tubbo and tommy's friend, you don't have to do this alone, we'll figure this out.

and they do! ranboo is adopted into the family far earlier, how are they gonna say no to the thanksgiving invite? how are they gonna say no to celebrating their birthday with the puffenbargers? they're still struggling, their health still isn't great, but they have people to help far earlier. tommy and tubbo easily figure out that they're being overworked and help them out there. they dont stop any of the tutoring so finals are easier. the bathroom breakdown never happens because they're never pushed that far in the first place. things are just... better :]

ranboo doesn't run

it obviously starts the same. tubbo waits outside the student union, he says his piece, ranboo asks tubbo not to lie to them, tubbo is confused, ranboo tries to run, but their lack of taking care of themself actually catches up with them and their legs end up just giving out (well i guess their right leg gives out but a person often needs two legs to be standing). they definitely hurt themself in some way, falling onto concrete will do that to a person, and tubbo doesn't even think before going to them and kneeling beside them trying to figure out if they're okay and what happened and if he needs to get someone to help. and at this point, while ranboo is certainly not at their worst healthwise, they're still exhausted and aren't eating much and literally just got the news that lorraine died and tubbo is being so caring when they're already struggling with him saying he loves them and they're so lost and confused and they just kinda break down. it's not as severe as the senate breakdown later on, but it's certainly enough for tubbo to be like "yeah im not leaving you we're gonna figure it out."

he convinces them to come back to the apartment with him, he says it's just for a few hours, just to make sure they're not too hurt, they can just leave after that, they don't have to stick around. and ranboo goes because they can't really argue at this point, their thoughts are such a mess and they've kind of defaulted to following tubbo because it's easier. so they go back to the apartment, and tommy is there, and he's both very happy to see them and incredibly concerned.

tommy and tubbo manage to get ranboo to eat something, they manage to get them to stay the night (in tubbo's bed alone, like chapter 9), and the next morning they try to get them to talk about what happened. and ranboo lies. they lie and say they're just stressed, that they've been feeling sick, that they'd just gotten nervous the other night when they went to tommy and tubbos then ran away, that really everything's fine they're just not adjusting well. and tommy calls bullshit. there isnt an argument per se, because this is ranboo we're talking about, but they absolutely do not respond well to that approach and they're already struggling with having gone there at all and their conversation with tubbo (if you can call it that) from the night before is still on their mind, and its too much and they just shut down. its not the comforting experience in chapter 20, its overwhelming and too much to handle, and tommy and tubbo both feel bad and let ranboo leave.

it sets things back between the three of them. ranboo is certain that the conflict is what did it and they've accomplished what they were trying to do in making tommy and tubbo stop wanting to be around them. tommy and tubbo feel bad about the whole thing and want to give ranboo space. there's fewer phone calls, less trying to check in, tutoring stops. ranboo is far more alone and much sadder, and have a much harder time believing that tommy and tubbo care about them from the breakdown on. it takes time to rebuild things. they get there eventually.

[24-guy]

Okay okay okay.

I want to talk about why cTechno and cEret's apologies were taken differently by cTubbo.

(Disclaimer, as usual, when I say the names, I only mean the characters. If I intend to speak about the creators, I'll say cc before. This also does not represent my emotions on any of the characters or streamers.)

Also I'm watching from Tubbo's POV.

Right. So let's get right into it.

I think it's important, when talking about this, to take the order and context into account, and to understand what is spoken. So, first, let's look at all of Techno's apology and understand why Tubbo trusts him again after it.

First, let's discuss the context leading up to this. And this, obviously, starts with the jailbreak stream where Techno is a known ally and friend to Ranboo, and was the one to approach Tubbo and tell him about both the death and the kidnapping. Taking off his armour, in fact, something I've spoken about as the armour shows how defensive or open someone is depending on how often they wear it. In that moment of almost vulnerability, Techno takes off his armour and tells Tubbo the information. This is how he probably knows Techno is telling the truth, amongst also knowing it's not in Techno's character to kill someone without like... A government involvement or something. From there he was the one to suggest finding Michael with Tubbo.

This alone would put Technoblade into a dubious trust as someone with a common goal. Tubbo understands the motivation, and this allows him to put a little bit of his trust into Techno since what else can he do?

Now we go into the saving Michael streams and they are right to business. They get their goal in order and this especially would affirm to Tubbo especially that Techno is set on getting Michael back. The fact that Techno is just as trusting in Tubbo to get this done probably helps as well.

Oh and then the fact that Tubbo is trusted with an Axe from Techno. Not only do they joke about the irony of Techno sharing an axe, but this is an axe that is worth more to him than the Axe of Peace ever was. This, again, builds up more trust. That Techno is willing to trust Tubbo with one of his strongest weapons, given to him by one of his closest friends.

Now. We skip a little bit to get to the apology.

First off, Tubbo first says he is the one who owes Techno an apology.

And the first thing Techno says? "For what?". In Techno's mind. Tubbo doesn't need to apologize.

He then follows up with "is it for the whole war thing? Because that was both of, you know, I used to be a menace." Techno immediately shifts blame onto himself. He is acknowledging what he himself has done, and, at the same time, he's also basically telling tubbo that he doesn't need to apologize for anything.

And then Tubbo suggests turning over a new leaf, because of their aligned views. This is a new thing. They have acknowledged that they have both done bad things to each other, they are willing to put that aside for this common goal.

Obviously, Tubbo's own execution has not been dealt with in conversation yet. Which means they're probably avoiding it. Knowing how these two are.

Now we go to when the apologies continue after they meet Eret, and I'll go over the necessary context for Eret when I tackle her apology.

I think an important thing to note is that the thing that started this, is Techno pointing out that he and Eret were the ones to kill Tubbo. He took that responsibility himself.

And he instantly goes to mention the festival, before being interrupted.

It's here that Tubbo questions whether or not he is being led to his death.

And Techno starts back, taking the first place in talking, and he mentions the festival again. And he mentions how he "wouldn't go to this much work" and you can't deny the merit behind that.

If Techno really wanted to kill anyone, he would probably do it as soon as he could. He has the ability and power to do so.

And then what does he do? Immediately takes responsibility for the festival. Techno takes the blame for Tubbo's death that day. He says it was pathetic of him; that he should have died for his beliefs. And then he explains the reason why he didn't; because he comes from a place where he only gets one life. Techno admits there and then, whether intentionally or not, that he was scared to die.

Techno also promises to never make the mistake again as Tubbo forgives him.

And now to Eret. Because I think this is really interesting how this exactly parallels Techno in the opposite way.

So. Context again. Tubbo goes into talking with Eret as "they are the one who stole my child". Not to mention that Eret is literally sat on a throne, looking down at them when they start this conversation. You don't want to get me started on camera angles that are unintentionally building character in the dsmp. Also. Eret laughing after Tubbo's "where the fuck is my child"? Probably not a good look... Learning that Eret doesn't have Michael, but instead trusted Sam (the man who killed his husband) with Michael is adding more distrust. Not only that, but Eret not knowing where Michael would be moved to after Sam said "I can keep someone safe, I can make a place for Michael to be safe"? Like. That's something I would hope they would have asked the coordinates of.

And obviously, without any prior motives or trust building before now, there is no wonder Tubbo thinks Eret, the person who led the L'manbergians to their death using a lie, may be lying about this.

And then, acknowledging that he killed Tubbo, she says "we'll let bygones be bygones" which... Coming from Eret, may sound a little bit like they're saying Tubbo did something to him. That's typically who says "we'll let bygones be bygones"; people who have been treated bad by the other person. Not the other way around. It's this sentence that causes Tubbo to back away very quickly from the two of them and have a little freak out about being led to his death.

Eret has to be prompted and asked before saying sorry.

It's no wonder that Tubbo says he's still pissed at Eret after Techno's apology.

And it's now that Eret explains their side of things. Saying how she thought betraying L'manberg would stop the fighting, saying how he's learned about how important the relationships are.

Tubbo seems suspicious at this, and can you blame him? Again. This is someone who has apparently learned this yet had to be prompted into an apology. This is about an act that happened who knows how long ago and yet they've remained silent all of this time.

I understand a little with Techno and Tubbo's silence with each other, they murdered one another (if you count the use of a totem as still killing someone before it works). They would want to avoid each other. They actively have bad blood in every version of L'manberg that techno had participation in ever since Schlatt's appointment as president.

Eret has, for the most part (and as far as I know) stayed away from all of that. There isn't bad blood there.

In conclusion, then, it is understandable how Tubbo is hesitant to accept Eret's apology versus Techno's. Given all of the contexts behind everything, and all of the character interactions they've had surrounding this point in particular.

[thebeeduo]

Ranboo: That's fine. That was on the ground by the way

Tubbo: I copped (the merch)

Ranboo: Wow, look at this. That is incredibly

Tubbo: I copped the merch! I'm not on brand

Ranboo: You too can cop the merch September 5th! *thumbs up*

Tubbo: *thumbs up*

Ranboo: That was good. That was a good transition

Tubbo: *laughs*

Ranboo: That was a good (transition)

[Lag]

Tubbo: (I did) I fixed it..

Ranboo: You fixed it? Ok, that's good

Tubbo: ..when I was inside. It does this weird thing where it goes grey..

Ranboo: Yeah?

Tubbo: ..every now and then

Ranboo: Okay..

Tubbo: That's because that thing got wet once and now it just keeps going grey randomly

Ranboo: Well, we hate it so.. *mouth fart noise* Maybe it was the tree demon

Tubbo: We don't hate me. That cost me a lot of money!

Ranboo: Maybe it was the tree demon the whole time

Tubbo: The tree demon is messing with the stream?

Ranboo: People are saying that the camera is still glitching. Are they just straight up lying?

Tubbo: That's cringe!

Ranboo: Are they just straight up lying?

Tubbo: I'll go see.. Um..

Ranboo: "It's Lani"? Lani is actually sitting right there so..

Tubbo: Uh.. Shake your hands around lots

Ranboo: *waves at camera* Greetings! I don't know what wrong with the camera

Tubbo: It's fine!

Ranboo: It's fine?

Tubbo: Yeah

Ranboo: You sure?

Tubbo: Yeah

Ranboo: Alright. Alright, "We're good now"? "It's fine now"? That's good. That's good. Alright. Subscribe for- Ok, whatever. Alright, mkay. What are- Ok, wait wait wait. We can use the ghost hunting app

Tubbo: I don't want to do ghost hunting

Ranboo: No let's see what words we can get. Let's see what words we can get with this

Tubbo: Ahh.. Can I talk to it?

Ranboo: I mean that's not the talking one

Tubbo: Hello Ranboo phone!

Tubbo and Ranboo: "Designate"

Ranboo: It actually changed as soon as it got to your hands

Tubbo: What am I designating bro?

Ranboo: What are you designating? It just gave us the words "designate" and I just don't know what that means

Tubbo: "Designated driver"? Am I the designated driver?

Ranboo: You cannot drive

Tubbo: Is this because I don't drink?

Ranboo: You just cannot drive

Tubbo: Yo, how ghosty are you? *puts phone to Ranboo's neck*

Tubbo: *Ranboo receives a notification* Oh. Well..

Ranboo: You got a notification as soon as you did that. So pretty ghosty I think. Alright, what's my ghost word?

Tubbo: Maybe if I just flip it upside down

Ranboo: No no no no, what's my ghost word? Let's put it, like, on me. What's my ghost word?

Tubbo: I'm designated *thumbs up*

Ranboo: Give me my ghost word. Give it to me

Tubbo: I'm designated

Ranboo: Give me my ghost word. It's not giving me my ghost word. You suck!

Tubbo: You're just not as cool as I am

Ranboo: You suck! and I hate you!

Ghost app: *growling/whispering noises*

Tubbo: *scared* Why did it just roar and why did it just get windy?

Ranboo: "Along"

Tubbo: You're "along", I'm "designate"

Ranboo: "Designate along". What does that mean?

Tubbo: Designate along..

Ranboo: At first I thought it said "among" and I was about to lose my mind. I was so excited for a second there

Tubbo: I really want to go inside now. Can we stop playing now?

Ranboo: No no no no no! Ok, here, let's use the radio one, alright? Let's use the radio one. Oh, I immediately get a negative.. sign

Tubbo: No, that's because I flipped off the ghost

Ranboo: Flip off the ghost some more, I wanna see what happens

Tubbo: Noo, no I don't want to. I feel like I've got spiders all over me. Ow

Ranboo: Come on! I want to be the one who got possessed, why is it you! Gosh darn it!

Tubbo: I'm not possessed

Ranboo: You sure? You're feeling spiders on yourself. That's kinda.. you know..

Tubbo: Maybe there's just spiders in your dress

Ranboo: I don't know! Let's start another seance thing. Let's do that, ok? Let's do it

Tubbo: *whining*

Ranboo: What is your name or are you here, answer one of those, I do not know.. Let us see

Ranboo: Are you here? Why are there so many bugs on the pentagram. There's like an unearthly amount of- There's actually so many.. Get the bugs off the [unintelligible]

Tubbo: Because bugs are attracted to light

Ranboo: Are you here?

Ranboo: I don't- It's just not moving anymore. You have angered it a lot

Tubbo: Nooo, I'm sorry

Ranboo: You realise as soon as you said it, it, like, turned it off

Ranboo: Do something! Please! Alright, you know what I'm gonna do? I'm gonna take some recommendations from chat on what shall we do. Let take some recommendations on chat, alright?

Tubbo: I don't want to..

Ranboo: "Among us". "Tubbo is possessed let's go"

Tubbo: I'd better not- If I'm possessed dude, I'm kicking you out of my house. Go somewhere else. Go get a hotel, I don't care

Ranboo: Dude, if you get possessed, that gives me ever more reason to stay because that means I get to live with a possessed person which is awesome!

Tubbo: Noo. If I get possessed, I wanna be left alone! I wanna be left alone!

Ranboo: Which is awesome. Alright, "Say goodbye to the demon"? No, I want the demon here. I wanna fight it. I wanna fight the demon. "Tell the demon to buy merch". So true, I love the VIPs in my chat.

Tubbo: I.. am.. unhappy

Ranboo: "Put salt"? *gasp* We should put salt on him.. and see what happens

Tubbo: No

Ranboo: Hmm... Hmm... "Ever since it counted down it stopped working". That is true, you did kinda..

Tubbo: I broke it

Ranboo: You did kinda- "Ask it to scratch one of you". Scratch one of us! Scratch me! Scratch me! That would be awesome

Tubbo: *punches Ranboo*

Ranboo: That was just a punch and that hurt!

Tubbo: Good. I'm not having a good time

Ranboo: Ow! O-Ow... That a-Ow.. wow

Tubbo: I mean, to be fair, it hurt me more than you. I punched with my thumb on the inside of my hand

Ranboo: Oh that was just your fault

Tubbo: Ow.. Yeah

Ranboo: Scratch me! Scratch me! Fight me, actually! Punch me, perhaps. But not like that *points at Tubbo* You notice how as soon as I asked the demon to harm me, you punched me? *staring at Tubbo* You know w- *camera glitches and cuts off audio*

Tubbo: I don't wanna be possessed

Ranboo: "Get a professional"? I am a professional. Right? Right?

Tubbo: I need holy water

Ranboo: *audio cuts off* What do you want me to do?

Tubbo: *laughs* Boil the hell out of some water *camera and audio glitch again*

Ranboo: What do you want me to do? People are saying "lag" *stream lag*

Ranboo: Ok, that worked. That actually worked as soon as I said that. I am so powerful. Ahh man

Tubbo: I don't wanna be a demon!

Ranboo: Well.. kinda too late for me at least

Tubbo: I don't wanna be a demon!

Ranboo: How do you think I became so popular on content creation in such little time?

Tubbo: By using the- No I can't- I'm under an NDA (non-disclosure agreement) I can't say..

Ranboo: Stop saying that I'm an industry plant and just say-

Tubbo: You're an industry plant!

Ranboo: I would rather be called a demon than an industry plant

Tubbo: You're an industry plant

Ranboo: I'm not an industry plant. That is not true. That is not true

Tubbo: Oh grey screen is back

Ranboo: It went grey again? I'm gonna- Ok we're fine

Tubbo: It only does it for like two seconds. Relax, holy crap

Ranboo: But the thing is though, like-

Tubbo: What's that Harry Styles song about the watermelon? *starts dancing*

Ranboo: What does that have anything- I'm explaining to you how I'm a demon

Tubbo: Maybe the demon likes songs. Wait, I wanna play a song to the demon

Ranboo: Oh wait! Yeah let's play a song to the demon

Tubbo: Wait, no, let me pick! I wanna pick one

Ranboo: Let's play a song to the demon

Tubbo: Um.. Ok! Does the demon like "Airplane Mode" *jamming*

Ranboo: I have something. Now, here, ok. You've got yours. Now let me play my song to the demon. *white noise*

Tubbo: *starts singing Boom Boom Pow by the Black Eyed Peas* When the beat drops, gotta get that that that that. Boom boom boom, gotta get that. Boom boom boom gotta get that *dancing*

Ranboo: So how come you enjoy this? Why do you suddenly enjoy this when I'm playing the music that's meant for the demon?

Tubbo: Stooop! I was just joking

Ranboo: The evidence is piling up, ladies and gentlemen. Tubbo is possessed, I think

Tubbo: I am not!

Ranboo: The evidence is kinda piling up quite a bit actually

Tubbo: Leave me alone! I'm not possessed!

Ranboo: Quite a good amount!

Tubbo: Stop saying I'm possessed

Ranboo: So how come you keep doing things that the demon- that I'm asking the demon to do

Tubbo: I literally just did a TikTok dance

Ranboo: Yeah, 'cause I said that the demon would like the music

Tubbo: The demon wouldn't have done that. The demon would've not "hit the woah" or the weird Q&A thing (ref: The "Questions I get Asked" TikTok dance)

Ranboo: Who do you think- Who do you think invented those things? Demons on TikTok

Tubbo: *gasp* What?!

Ranboo: Yeah, that's right. TikTok is run by demons

Tubbo: TikTok demons? Tik-emons?

Ranboo: TikTok is run by demons

Tubbo: I'm not possessed dude. They're all saying that I'm possessed

Ranboo: You might be.. You could be

Tubbo: I'm not possessed

Ranboo: No, out of either of us, honestly, I would be the one to be possessed.. Honestly.. I already am *stares at camera*

Tubbo: Heeughh.. I'm sus!

Ranboo: *does hands gestures* Yeah

Tubbo: This is comfy!

Ranboo: I mean, the thing- Wow so you're saying that my merch that comes out on September 5th is quite comfortable? Wow, what a great review from Tubbo himself!

Tubbo: Oh *facepalms* It also smells of sweat

Ranboo: No, it does not! I know it doesn't

Tubbo: *sniffs Ranboo's hoodie*

Ranboo: It does not

Tubbo: How sweaty are you? *keeps sniffing*

Ranboo: I'm not at all! He's just trying to slander me!

Tubbo: *intensely sniffing hoodie* It does smell like you though. Everything that you touch gets that "you" smell. It's kinda weird..

Ranboo: That's really really weird actually

Tubbo: Like..

Ranboo: I think you may be possessed honestly

Tubbo: No!

Ranboo: How do you have a sense of smell that does-

Tubbo: No, I'm not even kidding! Where you sit on my sofa, you make the area of my sofa where you slept smell like you, and I'm like *sniffs hoodie* Eugh!

Ranboo: *silent*

Tubbo: *pats Ranboo* No, you don't smell that bad. It's ok! There there

Ranboo: *moves arms away and stares at Tubbo*

Tubbo: I'm not a demon!

Ranboo: No, I'm not doing that because I think you're a demon. I'm doing that just because it's.. weird. Just incredibly weird

Tubbo: What? No.. Sympathy pats?

Ranboo: No sympathy pats

Tubbo: Oh..

Ranboo: No more

Tubbo: Oh I just got a text message from TommyInnit. All will be ok

Ranboo: That was in a group chat

Tubbo: Wait, who the hell is this?

Ranboo: That was in a group chat so..

Tubbo: Wait..

Ranboo: That was in a group chat.. That's kinda sad that you said you got a text from TommyInnit but it was just in a group chat. So that's kinda sad..

Tubbo: Do you know that number?

Ranboo: Nope!

Tubbo: Uh oh..

Ranboo: Anyway.. "Ask the demon if he likes the Dream SMP"? Will do. Do you like Dream SMP?

Tubbo: How big is your willy?

Ranboo: It said yes!

Tubbo: Did it actually?

Ranboo: The tree demon is a Dream SMP enjoyer! Woo! Welp, and now it's just spelling out words. "S" "T" "O" "P" "W" "H". "Stop while".. "Stop while you".. "Stop while you can"!

Tubbo: I.. really hate-

Ranboo: You would like that, wouldn't you? You wimp! You wimp!

Tubbo: *takes Ranboo's phone and throws it away* Knock that off! I hate this!

Ranboo: My phone... my phone!

Tubbo: Have my phone

Ranboo: You don't have demon apps on your phone!

Tubbo: I don't like it! It's being creepy!

Ranboo: What do you mean it's "being creepy"! I told y-

Tubbo and Ranboo: *stare at demon Ouija app's planchette moving on its own in fear*

Tubbo: *scared* Why is it going on its own?

Ranboo: It's going on its own

Tubbo: I just wanna leave. Can- I'm going to bed dude, it's past my bedtime. I'm honestly- I'm gonna go-

Ranboo: Can you at least grab me my phone?

Tubbo: Yeah.. I'm done

Ranboo: You're done? What do you mean you're done?

Tubbo: Why did it just say "No"? It said "no", I'm not done *scared*. I am done! Leave me alone!

Ranboo: You're not done. You're never done

[shyrose57]

Admittedly, you have outstamina'd me on the long posts, hahaha. Your creativity and organizational skills are most impressive! Good call on the read more, and thank you for patience! Might not be able to reply paragraph-for-paragraph, but know that all your thoughts are so cool and inspiring to read, my word.

Man, that final confrontation is so fun to think about. You totally hit the nail on the head - all of 3rd Life, it was the greens and yellows vs the reds (and Grian), with everyone in their factions pitted against each other. And once they were free of the corruption, they still had to fight against Tubbo to save him. So when, this time, they all have their memories and their wits about them at once, of course they cling to the fact that all they have to do is escape and beat the server together! That wither fight is such a chilling shock - Grian and Tubbo telling everyone they've found some crucial breakthrough, maybe, gathering everyone together at the center of the server, and then not even giving so much as a goodbye, let alone an explanation, before setting the wither loose.

Also the idea of the server always wanting to kill Tubbo in the end, that is so good. Of course it'd favor its creator and champion over the one who almost destroyed it! Ahhhh, such a cool insight. The second season of Last Life almost certainly results in a huge bunk-together for all the participants to rest and recover, to learn how to trust and care for each other again,, but especially for Tubbo and Grian. Falling so deep to the corruption left its mark on them, too, the awareness of how far they're really willing to go if they're only properly motivated. Lots of midnight talks for those two, I think.

And gosh, this AU and the way you think and talk about it just resonate with me in so many ways - like, everyone is so irrevocably and undeniably changed by their experiences in Last Life! And no matter how much they may want to, they can't go back to how they were before, to who they were. So instead, they all have to move forward, learn how to exist in a world that hasn't changed as much as they were forced to. But they're all in it together, so they always have that to fall back on, despite what the game would have them believe.

That whole thing, with Ranboo being a new fae and how that affects how everyone sees him and how he values the tiny things Tommy gave him because they were from Tommy? I would like to wrap that up as a full ficlet, please, I'm taking it to-go and consulting it later, because it's!! Lovely!!

Oh, gosh, Tommy protecting Ranboo from Tubbo? What a fantastic inversion, especially in the time where Tubbo is still charming the heck out of everyone he meets! Ranboo would just be so happy that Tubbo seems so normal, so well-adjusted, somehow, apparently unaffected by the paranoia and bloodlust that's gripped so many on the server? It's a side to Tubbo Ranboo has seen so infrequently, of course he'd take the chance to be around him more - and then with Tommy's mistrust of Tubbo, Ranboo would have such a hard time reconciling that, trying to figure out why on earth they aren't just clicking? Tubbo seems open, so why isn't Tommy?

That makes Seablings content!! Even when neither of them have anything to do with the sea at the moment, Lizzie would have to feel so right getting Jimmy into the Court. Lizzie and Grian would really end up with sort of a rivalry, huh? From Grian's perspective, she keeps taking in his strays, picking scraps from his table like some kind of vulture and then throwing them back at him. He could definitely point the Southlands as very anti-Fairy Fort because of it - if he could paint them as negatively impacting Tommy, he might even be able to win Puffy back over! Oh, imagine if it led to a quiet, early schism of the Southlands; Grian vocally against the Fairy Fort, Martyn secretly with them, both trying to win over as many as they can for when it inevitably falls apart.

Make that two to-go boxes now, my gosh, your exploration of Pearl struggling with her apathy?? I would read a whole fic of just, Last Life but in this AU, you talking about what they'd all feel. Makes me want to give her a big, grounding hug - she definitely gets lots of Hermit Huddles once they all escape.

Hmmm... My first thought, based on what you said, is actually that Boogey!Tommy might go for Grian. He's got the same sense of wrongness as Tubbo without the same closeness, and he's actively wronged Tommy. And no way is Tommy risking going down to red, so I can see him making the calculation - get rid of Grian, a threat to his new home and to the whole server, cure himself, win-win! I... do also feel like he'd definitely win against Grian, though, so maybe it would have to be early enough that Grian isn't red, or someone is able to stop/redirect him somehow?

Ooooooh, getting all the fake memories crammed into their head is such a good idea!! That makes tons of sense, too - the corruption gets a foothold and tries to shape them into what it wanted them to be, but it still can't actually remove anything. So, say, Ranboo still knows everything he came here for, but he also knows he's fae in a way he didn't before - remembers a lifetime, short for a fae but so much longer than he knew before, of being with the Court. Possible to overcome, but definitely a much stronger struggle than it was when it was all foreign instinct. Now, they've got the muscle memory to go with it, so to speak.

What can I say, it's really fun bouncing off what you've got!

Oh, can you?? Imagine?? That'd be so devastating, like, morally? It'd be one hell of a blow. Tubbo and Grian, the ones who kinda did the most to defeat the server last time, calling the others in for a 'breakthrough'? Like, they'd be so hopeful, excited, and just ready.

And then it just turns out to be a trap? The wither(the one they swore they would keep from being used, promised to guard for them, just let them take some of the load off, they can help-), unleashed upon them, in an area where it's likely all the harder to fight in, while they're all so very unprepared, nearly led to their deaths by the very trust they placed in their friends.

And those friends just leave?? Not a word, not a glance. No explanation for it, just. Nothing.

Then again, they don't really need to say anything, do they? Their actions speak for themselves.

And the aftermaths effect on those two, especially, is a very good point. Like, logically, they know that they're both dangerous. Forces of nature, brilliant and vicious should it be needed.

But they were never supposed to be that to their friends. And maybe they'll forgive them, but it'll be a long time before they can forgive themselves-can trust themselves again, knowing how close they came to destroying the people they care for, for nothing but hollow crown, with smiles on their faces.

The clashes with the before and the after?? Are just?? Gonna be so interesting?? Not just for each other(with who they used to be, what they thought they were, and what they've all become), but also for those outside of it all. Empires, Dsmp, Hermitcraft, ect. They see all their friends returning, and, everything they thought they knew to expect, is ripped apart when they find them.

Like, just the aftermaths of it all?? Literally so good. Everyone readjusting to the changes, from the game and from out of it. Inside and outside perspectives, close and far. Pixl's allies seem so strangely tight-knit, and though the protection extends to him, their trust does not. Michael's parents come back to him so strange, and new. Fiercer, sharper, bigger.

Ranboo goes from enemy number one to exploitable number one, and it probably gives him whiplash when it happens. Also, just?? It's adorable?? Imagine that coming out? Everyone probably originally assuming Ranboo was working around his instincts, but no, those things were genuinely considered valuable to him because Tommy gave them to him, and just!!!

Ranboo just wants his friends to be happy! Like, he's not pleased with the whole thing in general, but seeing Tubbo seem to genuinely relaxed and trusting, so genuinely happy and cared for is a rare silver lining in this whole mess, and one he clings to wholeheartedly. And Tommy seems a bit lighter-not as much as the other, but still somewhat, and-

And he is dead set on keeping them apart?? Tommy seems to bristle at the mere mention of the person who should be his best friend-who's regarded as one of the kindest people on this server.

Makes you wonder how he didn't catch on earlier-but then again, ignorance is bliss, and he had to have something to hold onto, right?

And oooohhh, that'd be so cool? Like, Grian and Lizzie?? They're totally rival courts. Though I don't know what Court Grian actually is from-Summer, or Sun, perhaps? Or maybe something a bit more subtle? Would Grian's group be considered his Court, even if he's just using them? Because that would absolutely amp up the tension for when Lizzie seemingly starts stealing his Court members from under his nose.

Even if he thinks of them as you've said-would that make it even more infuriating? Lizzie steals the things he threw away, and they thrive. They become some of her greatest assets. Not even just Jimmy or Tommy, but Ren too, even, seeing as he turned him away when he originally sought to join them. Oh, and when it comes out that Martyn's with them? Puffy doing who knows what, wavering between sides? Mumbo, who was technically with them from the very start? The people who he actually kept at his side? Willingly straying?

He must've been furious, a slight like that.

Pearl needs so many hugs, and a good couple of blankets too. With dragons on them. She's going through it, and it's not easy to deal with when the idea of doing so just keeps getting shoved further and further back.

Oooh, Tommy going after Grian?? So very fun? Someone to stop or redirect him sounds cool, but who?? Puffy, maybe? Impulse? Someone from his new alliance?

A whole new life of memories makes them even more Other in ways they weren't quite before. Close, but not quite. That's just going to be so confusing for them-because, in these lives that never were, they're still them!! But shaped by different circumstances, changed by different factors.

And those memories, well.

I don't think they exactly go away when they defeat the game.