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potatonugget7 · 2 years ago

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OH MY GODS- THEY WERE ROOMMATES?!

Hello! I originally posted this to AO3 but I decided I’m going to post my GT fics on tumblr too, this is kinda old so the writing is worse than my present-time writing. I had to reformat this whole thing when pasting into tumblur aaaaa why???

TWs: Fear of Death. 4k words.

Tubbo and Ranboo are soulmates- however, this is not normal, seeing as Tubbo is a borrower and Ranboo is a human- that’s not how it’s supposed to work! Universe, what’s this cross-species bullshit?

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Soulmates; for some they’re lovers, for some they’re best friends. Either way they are meant to be inseparable pairs. Everyone’s got one; that one person with whom you’re supposed to spend your life with.

They’re tied together with a metaphorical string, fate pulling them closer and closer together until the day they finally meet. Both bear matching marks on their wrists and have the ability to message each other by writing on their arm.

Ranboo slowly made his way up the stairs, yawning as he walked. He’d just gotten home from volleyball and as a result, he was exhausted. It was then that he felt the familiar tingling sensation across his skin. He paused mid-step and looked down at his arm. Seeing a message from his soulmate; Tubbo. Though- when he read it he became confused and worried.

“Ranbuu this is goodbya” he stared at his arm, his confusion growing. He wasn’t sure if Tubbo was being serious, but from the look of the writing itself, it seemed as if it had been written with a shaky hand.

“What do you mean? Are you okay??” he wrote back quickly.

“I think Im ganna die” he blinked at the message. Why was he telling him this and not like- the police?? Or calling an ambulance??

“What? Why?? What’s going on??” there was a long pause before he got the next message.

“Soo you now wan I ask you erlyer if climin a light was a good idae?” he let out a groan and continued his trek up the stairs. What reckless thing was Tubbo doing this time..?

“Oh Prime Tubbo...” Ranboo reached the top of the stairs and approached his bedroom door. He then felt the tingling again and looked down, pausing.

“I am now hang upsidedown from that light” he facepalmed.

“Just why?” he reached his bedroom door and opened it- then he got another message.

“Well you see I was chring to get a good” it cut off mid-sentence. Ranboo gave his arm a worried look as he walked in and dropped his bag on the floor before flicking on the light switch-

"AHHHHHHHH" Ranboo stumbled backwards, seeing a spider hanging from the light. Then the spider screamed. A very human-sounding scream. Wait- spiders don’t scream. He took a few steps closer again. Ranboo then realized it wasn’t a spider at all. It was… a tiny person?? With brown hair and a green shirt. They were hanging from his bedroom light, by a string. Though, something felt familiar about them.

Wait a second...

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Tubbo let out a frustrated sigh. This was not how this run was supposed to go. He really should’ve listened to Ranboo’s advice about not using the light. Now he was stuck, hanging from the ceiling light of a human’s bedroom. Originally he figured he could use the light as a good vantage point but quickly realized he was wrong… and then he’d somehow managed to get the string tangled around his legs, leaving him hanging high above the ground. It wasn’t until he heard the front door open downstairs did the true gravity of the situation sink in. The loud yet distant slam sent his mind spiralling into panic. The sound of the footsteps on the stairs echoed in his ears, haunting him. Judging by the pace of them it was probably Ranboo, home from ‘volt-ball' or whatever it was called. Oh- but not to be confused with his soulmate Ranboo. They had the same name but this Ranboo was a human. And Tubbo had never heard of cross-species soulmates being a thing.

Right! Ranboo!

Even if he managed to untangle himself he didn’t think he’d make it before the tall human reached the room. If he didn’t survive, he wanted to at least tell Ranboo what was going on.

"Ranbuu this is goodbya." he wrote shakily on his marked arm, cringing at how badly the shaking messed up his already shit handwriting. The footsteps on the stairs paused. Perhaps he'd get to live another night? Ranboo’s response came quickly, looking panicked in its own way.

"What do you mean? Are you okay??” The footsteps continued.

“I think Im ganna die” he wrote, feeling tears stinging the back of his eyes, starting to pool up and spill out.

“What? Why?? What’s going on??” Ranboo’s message came almost immediately. He smiled sadly as more tears fell, blurring his vision a little. The human footsteps on the stairs hadn’t moved yet though… maybe he had time.

“Soo you now wan I ask you erlyer if climin a light was a good idae?” the footsteps continued, of course, they did. What cruel joke was this? He couldn’t help but get his hopes up with every pause but he just wanted it over quickly.

“Oh Prime Tubbo...” he could practically hear Ranboo facepalming, wherever he was. He would’ve liked to laugh, if he wasn’t in such a dangerous situation, he definitely would’ve. He… he would miss this, talking about dumb things like this with his best friend.

“I am now hang upsidedawn from that light” the tears made it increasingly difficult to write, the water was beginning to sting and he could barely focus on the writing now. He would regret never getting to meet Ranboo. He’d heard that soulmates always met eventually, it was fate or something along those lines. What if he was just in the next house over?

“Just why?”

Just why indeed? Why did he try something so stupid? It- it wasn’t fair. He- he should’ve at least been given more time- to finish explaining- to apologise- something!

He wasn’t ready yet.

“Well you see I was chring to get a good” he froze mid writing as the door opened. The footsteps stopped, right in the doorway.

So this is it- this is where it would all end. At least one person would know what happened to him… that was more than some people got from what he’d heard. But- t-that didn’t mean he accepted it- he- he wasn’t ready-

The human walked right in through the open door, oblivious to the poor borrower hanging from his light. He was even staring down at his own arm. He turned the light on and dropped his bag with a loud thud. Tubbo scrunched his eyes shut as he was momentarily blinded by the bright light.

There was a moment of silence, Tubbo slowly opened his eyes again. Ranboo...- the other one, not his soulmate, was looking directly at him. However, before he could do anything, the human jumped backwards... and screamed.

Tubbo screamed too. This went on for a minute or so before they both stopped and stared at each other. His expression was that of horror, while the human’s was a mixture of confusion and curiosity. There was an awkward silence before the human took a couple steps closer.

Fuck- no no no no no- don’t come closer!

Tubbo tried swinging, but it did nothing except make him feel nauseated.

Stupid useless rope.

He watched helplessly as the human stopped right in front of him, his bright red and green eyes burning a hole in Tubbo's head. But he thought he saw a spark of recognition.

"Tubbo…?" it came out as barely a whisper, but of course he heard it- hanging only inches from the human's face. Tubbo's Blood ran cold, he felt ready to faint- or maybe that was the blood rushing to his head from dangling upside-down so long. He opened his mouth to say something but immediately closed it.

"Tubbo is that you??" …

Why did the human know his name? What the fuck universe?!

"MaY-" he cleared his throat. "Maybe. So what if it is me? Who are you and how do you know my name?" he demanded with as much confidence as he could muster in his current situation. He'd say he was acting pretty brave- despite the fact that he was literally trembling.

"Um, because we're soulmates..? It's me; Ranboo." Tubbo glared at him, that made absolutely no sense.

"Bullshit- how can you be my Ranboo? You're a human." the statement was bitter and sounded almost accusing.

"Um, I don't know? To be fair- I thought you were a human too though. Now I guess it makes more sense how you 'are hang from that light'." 'Ranboo' chuckled. His glare hardened. Things were starting to add up- but they still didn't make sense! And Tubbo really didn't like that.

"Um. Okay- 'Ranboo' if you're really who you say you are…" he paused to think of something that there's no way a human would know. "What's the name of the fox I tried to tame?" he'd told Ranboo the story about-

"Squeaks, but I'm pretty sure you spelt it wrong." Tubbo huffed. That was right- exactly right. His gaze did not soften however. Unless… This human kidnapped Ranboo, stole his identity and forced the information out of him! He fully believed a human would do that.

"That's true… but how do I know you didn't just kidnap the real Ranboo and make him tell you?" 'Ranboo' looked dumbfounded.

"Wha..?"

"Well??" the human let out a sigh and buried his face in his hands. Tubbo would deny anyone who said he flinched at the movement.

"First off- what would even be the point of that?" 'Ranboo' questioned. Tubbo didn’t exactly have a rational answer.

"Umm… because… you're a human?"

"That's… probably racist and definitely not a good argument. But second, why do I look just like how 'the real Ranboo'-" he made quotation marks. "Is described in our messages?" Tubbo rolled his eyes.

"Stop making sense." he grumbled as he crossed his arms. 'Ranboo' sighed before rolling up his sleeve and holding his arm up. Tubbo also didn't flinch at that.

"What about this?" he pointed to the now visible mark on his wrist. It was a picture of a bee and a weird eye-pearl thing. The same mark on Tubbo's wrist. Tubbo looked between his arm and Ranboo’s.

"Hallo" he scribbled on his arm quickly before glancing at Ranboo’s arm. Sure enough, the scribbles had appeared. Man his handwriting looked like shit- how could Ranboo even read it?

Ranboo looked at the message on his arm before writing something on it himself. Immediately Tubbo felt the tingling again.

"So does this work as proof?" Tubbo shot him an annoyed look.

"Okay fine- so you are the real Ranboo. Cool." he stated, his tone still bitter.

"Yup." he replied, popping the p.

"..."

"So uh... are you- do you want some help..?" the bi-haired human asked awkwardly.

"No." Ranboo raised an eyebrow.

"Really?"

"I can do this myself." Tubbo practically hissed as he tried to grab the rope tied around his leg.

"I was just offering." Ranboo replied with a hint of exasperation. Tubbo narrowed his eyes.

"Don't get sassy with me."

"W- well I'm just- I'm just applying the same energy back to you." Ranboo exclaimed.

"...I'm going to skin you, and steal your organs." he replied in a tone just a touch too sweet.

"Um- please no- I need those, to do a lot of things actually." the human took a step back and raised his hands in surrender.

Good, threats would work then.

"Then go awayyyy." Ranboo paused and gave him a confused look.

"But this is my room? Wait, how did you even get in here in the first place?" he inquired, taking a step forward again.

Fuuuuuuuuuuck.

"Details, details." Tubbo muttered as he continued trying to grasp at the rope. The human watched on with a doubtful expression.

"So if you didn't know it was me. How did you find my house..?"

"Well- fate is supposed to bring us together and stuff right? Blame that." the brunet snapped back quickly.

"Tubbo, I know you're lying."

"No you don't." Ranboo sighed.

"Well we can discuss that after you're not-... dangling from the light."

"Sure thing bossman." Tubbo stated sarcastically.

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Ranboo walked over to his desk and opened the drawer that held his art supplies and writing utensils.

"What are you doing?" Tubbo called from behind him. The bi-haired teen sighed in response.

"I'm going to get you down." he stated as he pulled out a pair of safety scissors.

"I told you I can get down myself!" the brunet fumed.

"Well you're taking too long…" Ranboo replied as he walked back over to where Tubbo was dangling, pair of scissors in hand. He didn’t miss how the brunet seemed to tense up, his gaze flickering nervously between Ranboo’s face and the scissors in his hand.

“What part of ‘I can get down myself’ do you not get??” Tubbo demanded. The bi-haired teen rolled his eyes in response before carefully cupping his left hand around the little ‘human’. It felt so weird- to hold an entire person in one hand, unnerving almost. Tubbo felt so light- and… fragile, like he might just snap in half at any given moment. That would not be very good.

His anxiety was starting to seep into his mind, whispering to him all the things that could go wrong. Suddenly Ranboo was nervous to be near his friend.

One wrong move and-

A sharp prick at the base of his thumb brought him back to reality. He let out a pained wince and brought his thumb to his mouth.

"What was that for?? I'm just trying to help!

"And I told you I don't want your help." Tubbo stated, matter o’ factly as he brandished what looked like… a miniature knife? Who thought it was a good idea to give Tubbo of all people a knife?!

"You didn't have to stab me!"

"Oh stop being such a baby. You're fine." Ranboo made a grumbling noise before promptly plucking the knife from Tubbo's grasp.

"H-hey!"

"You can have it back in a minute, jeez." he said as he pocketed the knife.

"No- give it back n-now!" the brunet demanded and Ranboo rolled his eyes. He carefully cut the string and started trying to untangle it from Tubbo's legs, only for him to slap Ranboo's fingers away- er, tried to. The bi-haired teen frowned.

"Why are you being so stubborn?" he asked, pulling his other hand away.

"I'm not s-stubborn! I just don't need your help and you i-insist on giving it to me anyway!" Tubbo yelled as he easily untangled the rope.

"Well I-"

"And! Your fingers are too big anyway!" Ranboo's frown deepened.

"Sorry…" he pulled the knife out of his pocket again and handed it to Tubbo. The brunet quickly snatched it back, giving him a glare.

"You better be- you wrecked my rope!" he fumed, motioning to the string still hanging from the light.

"Uhhh… do you want me to get it down for you or-" Tubbo's glare darkened.

"...Why are you so against my help?" he held the brunet up, closer to his face.

"B-because! I can do it myself." Tubbo reiterated for what had to be the fifth time today. Ranboo sighed in response.

"I know, it's just-"

"It's just what?! You think I can't do anything because I'm smaller than you?!" the brunet cut him off. Ranboo opened his mouth to say something, but closed it when he noticed something. Tubbo was shaking, trembling even. Something in the back of his mind told him it wasn’t from temperature. His friend was scared. Now that he had a closer look, he could see it in Tubbo's eyes, the thinly masked fear in his otherwise seemingly hostile expression. His body language was completely closed with his arms crossed over his chest, hiding how they shook slightly. Tubbo wasn't being aggressive because he was mad, it was a defense mechanism.

He needed to feel some sense of control in this otherwise terrifying situation. Ranboo was so worried about how easily he could hurt him, he couldn't even imagine how Tubbo must be feeling. After all… he was already freakishly tall by human standards, he must look like a monster.

He took a deep shaky breath before he started walking over to the desk, nearly missing the quiet 'eep' Tubbo made when he started moving

"I know you don't need help Tubbo. I wasn't trying to say you do."

"W-well then-"

"I was just offering my help because I scared you and I want to try and make it up to you..." Ranboo finished before carefully slipping the brunet onto the desktop. Tubbo went quiet, slowly standing up on the desk. His stance relaxed a little, however, he still held his arm, rubbing it awkwardly with the other. The bi-haired teen crouched down so as to not appear so tall.

"I'm sorry…"

"And… you mean it?" Ranboo nodded sincerely.

"Alright… I-I guess I forgive you then." Tubbo stated slowly, avoiding Ranboo’s gaze. The bi-haired teen smiled in response

"Thanks."

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"Yeah yeah- so are you going to leave me alone now?" Tubbo asked shortly, shuffling his feet. He still didn't look up at Ranboo. He needed to go home, process all of- this, and decide what to do next. Oh- and he had a headache. However when he saw Ranboo's face fall, he mentally groaned.

"But… this is- this is our first meeting…" Tubbo resisted the urge to roll his eyes. Maybe he was being a little insensitive, but he honestly couldn’t care less at the moment. Sure, meeting your soulmate for the first time was supposed to be special- and exciting. But the pairs who those ideas came from probably weren't two different species who basically hated each other for existing. And hey, maybe if his soulmate was another borrower, Tubbo would be excited- ecstatic even, but he wasn't. He couldn’t help but feel anxious.

"Yeah… and we had the meeting, now I want to go home." Tubbo snapped, earning a hurt look from his soulmate. He sighed and took a deep breath.

"Look Ranboo- I'm sorry this isn't going as well as we would've hoped. But I- I can't do this right now okay?" he clenched his fists, digging his uneven nails into his palms. The human opened his mouth to say something but Tubbo cut him off.

"It's not you, alright?" Ranboo nodded, the disappointment evident on his face. Tubbo couldn’t help but feel a bit guilty. After all, it really wasn't his soulmate's fault. He grew up in a society where certain things were to be expected, and his soulmate being- smaller than his hand was not one of those expectations. There were probably a lot of things they'd never get to do together- that both of them had been excited about. In all honesty, he wasn’t even sure if he wanted to stay here. The rules said he had to move, but did that rule apply if the human that had caught him was his soulmate? Tubbo didn’t know- because this was something that never fucking happens!

"-ubbo?" a thump landed next to him and Tubbo jumped, letting out a surprise 'eek' sound. He looked to the side and realised it was Ranboo tapping his finger on the desk.

"Sorry- you um, you were kind of zoning out so…" the bi-haired human trailed off, awkwardly scratching the back of his head.

"Okay- um, this has been… an experience to say the least. A-and you're right. This is your room- so I'll just be on my way. See you bossman." the borrower started walking across the desk, aware of his soulmate's gaze following him. Tubbo reached for his rope once he got to the edge- only to find it wasn't all there. He tensed up and felt panic rising in his chest.

Fuuuuuuuuuuck- right it was broken because someone cut it in half.

"Um, are you okay?" Ranboo asked hesitantly. He nodded quickly.

"Mhm." Tubbo hesitantly leaned over the edge, only to scrambled back as he was hit with a strong sense of vertigo.

"A-are you sure..?" The brunet slowly looked up at his soulmate with a fake cheery smile.

"Ranboo, would I lie to you?" he asked sweetly.

"Um… yes?" Tubbo gave him a deadpan stare.

"What?? You're the type to take the last poptart and then not tell anyone!" Ranboo exclaimed in an exasperated tone.

A what?

"But why would I take your 'poptart'?" he made quotation marks.

"No- I- uh- nevermind… I was just trying to use it as an example."

"I don't know what a poptart is."

"Well it's like- it's a pastry…- wait maybe it's a cake? Uh- okay it's a sweet food that has icing and filling." Tubbo mulled over the explanation before it clicked. Oh- that's what those were called. Well shit- he was a pop tart taker.

"Oh. Uh- anyway, I'm going to go, but um… I may need- a-a little help." he stated hesitantly, fidgeting with his hands. Ranboo perked up.

"Oh- uh, what do you need help with?"

"A couple things…" he kicked the scuffs of his shoe on the desktop.

"Mhhhmmm?"

"Could you uh, get the other half of my rope and help me down..?" the brunet asked slowly. Ranboo nodded vigorously.

"Y-yeah! Sure um- here." Tubbo took a nervous step back as the human's hand landed in front of him with a quiet thud.

"What um, what're you doing..?" he questioned, and the bi-haired teen looked confused too.

"Helping you down..?"

"Oh." yeah, he should've expected that.

"Right, um… okay…" he hesitantly climbed on. It felt so weird as he pressed his hands against it, he could feel all the little lines drawn across it. It was leathery, but it was also squishy and warm. Tubbo carefully stood up on the uneven surface with a little difficulty.

"You um, you ready?" Ranboo asked, carefully moving his other hand behind the brunet who nodded. Tubbo let out a small 'woah' as his friend stood. He crouched down, worried he would fall otherwise. The brunet didn't dare look over the edge, knowing it would be a one way trip if he leaned too far. Time seemed to slow down as Ranboo trekked across the room. It was quiet other than the thud of his footsteps against the wooden floor. As they got closer to the dangling rope, Tubbo realised something. Well, not realised, he always knew. But now it was like- he understood. Ranboo was really fucking tall. There was no doubt in Tubbo's mind that the bi-haired human could reach the ceiling light without effort. And he was almost instantly proven right. Ranboo easily reached up and pulled his hook down before handing it to the brunet.

"Here you go." he gave Tubbo a small smile.

"Ranboo, how are you so tall?" Tubbo took the hook and line and started rolling it up. He tied it to his belt with the other half.

"I uh- I don't know… I just am…" the bi-haired human replied awkwardly.

"Are you sure you're not taking some sort of drugs?" he asked jokingly and Ranboo sputtered.

"No??" he denied incredulously.

"How do you- where would I even- wh-??"

"Calm down Bossman, I was joking." Tubbo giggled.

"Oh- right." he chuckled awkwardly before slowly crouching down and lowering his hand to the floor. As soon as he judged it was close enough, Tubbo hopped off, eager to get back on solid ground. Though his judgment was a bit off and he ended up falling over and landed face first on the floor.

"Ow…"

"Are you okay?!" Ranboo asked worriedly and Tubbo felt wind rush past his back. He quickly sat up and scooted back, seeing the bi-haired teen's hand hovering anxiously near him.

"Yeah- yeah I'm fine." he said as he pushed himself off the ground.

"So this is um, goodbye for now..?" the bi-haired teen asked, sounding a little dejected.

"Goodbye for now." Tubbo repeated, a small smile on his face.

"Okay… um- Tubbo can I ask you something before you go..?"

"Ask away Bossman." the brunet shrugged.

"How did you get up there?" Ranboo pointed to the light. There was a pause, before Tubbo took off in a sprint, running in the opposite direction of his friend.

"You'll never know my secrets!"

"Wh-??"