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crystalsblogcorner · 6 months

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After a long wait, chapter 4 is finally done and out! Hope y'all enjoy it and sorry it took so long, school and all hit me like a train and i haven't been able to move for often, but it's done and if you haven't read the others, go and read those or nothing is gonna make sense. I am also taking requests for stories, if you have one just send me a ask! Hope y'all enjoy!

Word count: 3963 words

TW: this has vore, panic attacks, and blood so if you don't like those things, don't read

Chapter 3

School Days

*Beep Beep Beep* Tubbos alarm sounds, the screen flashes red with the number 7:30 am. After a few seconds of constant beeping, tubbo slaps the top of it, making the annoying sound stop in its tracks. "Ugh, damn it's morning already?" Tubbo groans, slightly propping himself up, but stops as he feels a shift of movement on his lower abdomen. He looks down to find Ranboo, his best friend that his mom "bought" about a week ago. He tilted his head and smiled, watching as his tiny chest rose and fell with every breath. " I won't let anything happen to you, not again," Tubbo whispers as he gently nudges Ranboo, accidentally flipping him over completely before whispering ,"Ranboo, time to wake up."

Ranboo's silent for moment until he mumbles back tiredness still fogging his brain, "five more minutes." Tubbo sighs as he picks up Ranboo, setting him to the side before getting up and slipping on his fuzzy bee slippers.

"Ok fine, just five minutes and then we gotta go, ok?" Tubbo tells him before hearing a small "mk" from his sleepy friend. He smiles and walks towards the door, opening slightly before walking through it, closing the door behind him with a thud.

-a few minutes later-

"Ok Ranboo it's time to go," tubbo whispers as he opens the door, looking over to see ranboo staring right at him, his irises glowing a bright purple. Woah, that's new, tubbo thinks before saying, "y- you ready?"

"Mhm," ranboo sleepily replies as he walked across the fluffy bed. As he did this, tubbo put on his hoodie, the baggage will help hide Ranboos form when he in his pocket. He looks at ranboo, his tail wagging side to side as he rubs his eyes. Tubbo laughs quietly before setting his hand down, ranboo climbing impatiently onto it. Tubbo slowly brings him up to the hoodie pocket, ranboo climbing in not long after. After ranboo gets settled, tubbo grabs his bag that sits beside his bed, before sliding over his arms. Tubbo turns and walks out of his room, quietly going past his mom's room, not wanting to wake her up. After getting down to the kitchen he grabs a pop tart out of the pantry, before opening it and snapping off a piece and gives it to ranboo. After ranboo takes the piece, tubbo sits on one of the stools and begins eating the rest of the poptarts.

As tubbo eats his breakfast ranboo asks, " why do I need to stay in your hoodie pocket again while your with other people?" Tubbo swallows the piece before replying.

"Because I don't want you getting hurt, and you being close to me helps that," tubbo explains before taking another bite, finishing the last poptart. Holding a hand under the pocket he gets up before walking towards the door. He grabs the doorknob and twists, letting the door open before walking through. "Now let's get to school," tubbo tells ranboo as he closed the door behind him before he walked to his car, opening the driver seat door and hopping in. Tubbo closes the door and buckles his seatbelt before her turned on the car, his dark green kia rumbled as he did. He put the car into reverse and pulled out of their driveway before driving off to the Oakwood high school.

-30 minutes later-

As they pull up the school parking lot space, Tubbo unbuckles his seatbelt, before grabbing his backpack from the passenger seat and getting out of the car. He looks around before nudging ranboo, feeling him roll over and mumble something along the lines of, "little longer." I'll let him sleep. He clearly needs it, Tubbo told himself before walking to the two glass doors, opening them to a large hallway. He sees a few other students walking around the side hall, most of them talking with one another. As he walked in, a few of the older kids looked at him with judging eyes before going off about whatever they were talking about before.

Maybe I should go somewhere else, tubbo thinks to himself before speed walking to the library and heads inside, exhaling in relief to the sound of silence. He calmly walks over to the nearest table and sits down, grabbing some paper and pen out of his bag before begining to doodle on the paper. A few minutes pass before the sound of books falling catches tubbos attention, making him look away from his paper towards the sound.

"Hello? Who's there,'' Tubbo demands sheepishly, standing out of his chair with pen still in hand. He looked into the dark corner, squinting hard as he saw a silhouette in the darkness. He walked closer, then the thing turned to look over its shoulder in a bird-like manner, its golden yellow eyes staring right at him, making him feel uneasy. The creature comes closer, revealing itself in the light from the window. Tubbo looks again over its features, realizing it's a hybrid boy, just like him. This boy has tiny wings, a raccoon-like tail, and hair that is as shiny as his eyes are gold.

"You look new, some type of goat I suppose," the boy exclaimed, making circles around tubbo, his tail and ears flicking curiously, "what's your name, 'ought to get to know you."

"Um, t- tubbo, what's yours," tubbo replied as he watched him circle him.

"It's Tommy, but you can call me big man Toms," Tommy replied before hopping onto one of the tall shelves, sitting there like a gargoyle, his tail swaying back and forth. "So, how long have you been here, haven't seen you around here much," Tommy asked as he sat there.

"Uh, only for a few months, just moved here," tubbo told him as he messed with his jacket string, but froze when he felt ranboo move before he leaned onto the edge of the pocket.

"Who are you talking to?" Ranboo asked tiredly as he looked around the room, seeing Tommy looking straight at him, "um tubbo."

"What?" He looked back up at tommy who was looking down at ranboo, his eyes staring at him before asking.

"What's that? Never seen anything like it." Tommy jumped from his post, making tubbo step back a bit.

"His name is ranboo, and he's not a thing, he's a friend," tubbo explained, holding ranboo close while he's still in the pocket.

Tommy stood up straight before laughing, "you really think I would hurt him, don't you? God that's so funny, I like you," he jumped down and put out his clawed hand before asking, "wanna be friends?"

"Uh, sure why not," tubbo said as he shook Tommy's hand, the first bell going off not long after. "Well it was nice meeting you tommy, but I gotta go to class," he explains as he picks up his stuff and slings his backpack over his shoulder," bye."

"Bye tubbo, and if you need help with somethin' just call my name and I'll come runnin'!" Tommy says back as he hops onto another shelf, now out of sight, leaving tubbo alone again.

Tubbo sighed before pushing out the doors, leaving for his classrooms. He walked down the winding hall before he got to his favorite class, reading.

He walked in, taking his seat in the back corner, where no one really pays attention to. He sat down and got out his supplies while the other kids chatted amongst themselves, before the teacher called out, "quiet down and turn to page 149 of your books and begin reading." Everyone stopped talking and took out their books before they started reading immediatly, except tubbo who was drawing on a peice of paper with earbuds in, listening to an audiobook instead. The teacher looked over at him and smiled brefily before going back to grading papers.

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Tubbo walks down the crowded hall towards his last class of the day PE, the large metal door coming into sight as he turns the corner. He weaves through the crowd of students towrds the doors, but as he reaches the doors he's pulled into the library and thrown against one of the bookshelves, Ranboo getting knocked out of the pocket in the process. Tubbo hits his head on the mohogany shelves, putting his hand on his head as he sees two highschoolers grab at his arms, immobilizing his movement and ranboo hiding behind tubbos pant leg. Tuboo rapidly glances around the library before hearing the sound of claws being scraped across one of the bookshelves, another highschooler comes out from behind the bookshelf, a cat hybrid with void-like fur covering his legs and part of his neck.

"Well, well, well, look what the cat dragged in? Why isn't it Dream's younger brother, Tubbo," he spoke, his voice stinging at tubbos ears as he continued, "and I think you know why you're here, isn't that right?"

"Y- yes, and I still don't have t- the money to repay you, i'm trying, a- and im sorry, ill make s- sure to get it," tubbo stammered, but stops as the cat hybrid grabs at shirt and says.

"Is this all just a game to you? It's been two months since the last time you said that! I'm getting impatient about this agreement and if you don't get it through your thick skull, i'm going to take the thing you love most..." tubbo gulps at the last few words that spill from his mouth, but the feeling of tiny hands grabbing at tubbos pant leg makes tubbo looks slightly down, seeing ranboo gripping his pants.

The cat looks at tubbo confusingly and then looks down to where he's looking, seeing Ranboo, an evil grin spreads across his face ear to ear.

"Well, I guess you have a little pet with you, how sweet," the bully chuckles softly before he snatches ranboo up with a single clawed hand,

"Don't touch him! He's not a pet, he's a-,"Tubbos pleads but gets cut off by one of the goons that kept him held in place by putting their hand over his mouth. Tubbo watches his friend Ranboo squirm as he tries to escape, but a pained wheeze escapes ranboo mouth as the hybrid squeezes his abdomen.

"He's a what? I didn't quite catch that last bit, did you mean to say snack perhaps, maybe a little treat after PE, hm?" The cat mocks, his clawed finger fumbling with ranboos mismatched hair as he talks. Ranboos' face went pale at the remark of the term "snack," his heart fastening under the bandages his scars are covered with. The bully smells the air and sighs in satisfaction before saying, "Ah... I just love the smell of fear.. The scent is so scrumptious it is unbearable, can you smell it Tubbo?" Tubbo takes a whiff of the air, his nose scrunching along with a disgusted look spreaded across his face afterwards.

Ranboos eyes flick from the person that holds him to his friend tubbo, whose eyes lock with tears filling the corners of his eyes, ranboos captor smiles and asks," Oh... so this is what you have a strong connection with huh? A thing that you love?" Tubbo looks at him and struggles, knowing well what he's meaning, before biting the hand that covers his mouth, the goon pulling his hand away from tubbo.

"Don't you even touch a single hair on him you jerk!" tubbo demands, the cat looking at him like a fool as he chuckled

"Oh I won't, you will..." as he said that, both of the highschoolers let go of tubbos arms and walked to stand behind the cat hybrid, who hands ranboo over haphazardly before continuing," you wanna why we were created tubbo?"

"N- no,'' Tubbo replies as he holds his friend in a fist, ranboo eyes looking around wildly, looking dazed immensely.

"We were created to kill the weak tubbo, we were created to destroy things like the little pests they are, so with that, I want you to destroy your little pet, that'll buy you some time to get the money," the cat says with a monotone voice, his eyes scowling tubbo like he was a little sheep he is. Ranboos eyes go wide on what the bully demands tubbo to do, his squirming increasing in tubbos hands, tubbo squeezing upon instinct.

Tubbo steps back against the bookshelf before stammering, "I won't, and you can't make me or i'll-"

"You'll do what? Call your big brother to save you? He isn't here to save you now, and if you won’t, I will," the cat intejects, pointing at himself as he stepped closer and continued, " and don't worry, you'll get the hang of it, you just gotta try it out first."

Tubbo looks down at ranboo, whose face filled with disbelief as he shakes his head, his eyes wide and tears filling the corners, making tubbo wince.

"Hurry up, or do I have to take this into my own hands?" the cat says impatiently, his tail flicking back and forth behind him.

Tubbo closes his eyes and shoves Ranboo into his mouth, the saltiness and coppery flavor immediately hitting tubbos tongue. Tubbo makes a disgusted face and puts his hand on his mouth, feeling ranboo bang on his teeth as tiny tears hit his tongue, hearing his tiny pleads on being let out. He presses ranboo to the roof of his mouth and swallows the excess saliva. He lowers ranboo and moves him to the back of the throat and swallows, his friend sucked down and down after every swallow. His guilt is unbearable, but he smiles slightly as he looks up at the cat hybrid.

"Damn, just diving into the deep end huh? You even got blood on your teeth," the cat remarks as he turns and makes his way to the door, his goons following suit, "See you in a month or two I guess."

As they leave through the library door, tubbo collapses to his knees, one of his hands to his abdomen and one to his mouth, trying hard not to throw up on what just happenedbefore whispering.

"Ranboo?"

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Ranboos filled with disbelief as he bangs on tubbos teeth as he begs to be let out, "Tubbo let me out! Please!"

Tears sting his eyes as he bangs on tubbos canines with brute force, discombobulated thoughts rushing through his mind, Why did I trust him!? I should've ran when I had the chance, now i'm going to die by my own friend. Before long he gets pinned to the the roof of tubbos mouth, felling one of his stitches pop under the bandages, blood seeping his already saliva-soaked sweater.He winces in pain and tries to move, but stops in his tracks when he hears the worst sound imaginable,

Gulp .

He screws his eyes shut for the worst, but he didn't even move, only lowered from the roof of the mouth slowly. He sighs in relief, but that relief is short-lived when he's slid back towards the throat, his breath hitching when he hears another swallow, sending half his body into the throat, and another sealing his fate, sending him down and down after every swallow. His body being crushed by the moving muscles which make it feel like hell, the bone crushing feeling like minutes until it opens up into a pouch, him landing face first into a liquid.

Acid, Ranboos mind jumps to and he scrambles to get out, his body trembling and aching while his mind is fogging, his body being overwhelmed by the sounds of working organs around him. Tubbos heart beating fast, while his lungs hyperventilate. Ranboos curls upon himself, his mind racing and body trembling, the feeling of numbness overwhelming him. He doesn't even get mercy on not being able to see his flesh being melted off his bones due to the greenish glow the entire stomach has. "Please let me out tubbo! Please..." Ranboo sobs out, wincing under the pain his body has endured, putting pressure on the popped stitches on his lower abdomen. A few minutes pass of silence minus the working organs around him, which has slowed down to a moderate heartbeat and breathing.

Ranboo sits there, trembling under everything that just happened, the recurring thought that's popping up in his mind, Why did I trust him so much. But that thought is rushed away when ranboo is squished, most of his body flung into the glowing goo. He squirms a bit to try to get in a better position, but bites his lip in pain.

"Ranboo?" Tubbo whispered, his hand letting go of the chamber, letting ranboo breathe and fall back into the goo that's settled at the bottom of the stomach.

Ranboo silently sobs by the sound of tubbos' voice, his body curling up on himself.

"Shit shit shit," Tubbo curses, getting up and running out of the library, the bathroom not far.

Ranboo falls back into the goo, sticking to his hair and clothes, the smell being horrible. He looks down at his skin, picturing his skin falling off his bones, but not even a burn has shown on his body, but he spots tiny holes scattered about his sweater and bandages, faint sizzling emitting off the holes.

The jostling slows, the sound of tubbo trying to cough him up. The organ squeezes and pushes ranboo uncomfortably up tubbos throat and back up onto a paper towel, along with the goo he was sitting in.

"Ranboo! Are you alright," Tubbo asked worriedly as he tries to wipe the excess acid, only for ranboo to push the paper towel away, tears in his eyes. "Ranboo... I didn't mean for you to get hurt, I- I just tried to protect you."

"Oh yea. Is this protecting to you!?" Ranboo snaps at him, pulling on his saliva and blood soaked sweater, the holes showing visibly through the fabric and onto the bandages that cover his stitches, "I could've died and you would've just went on your way, knowing fully well that you did it!"

"It's was the only way, I read that your kind is immune to it in a book somewhere, I know I hurted you but I didn't mean it, and you're bleeding, God I'm so sorry..." Tubbo explains, but his explanation falling onto deaf ears, ranboo visibly shaking with fear in tubbos palm.

Ranboo collapses to his knees and sobs into the heels of his palms, the situation overwhelming him tremendously. "I-I thought I could trust you..." Ranboo sobs out, his breathing hitching as he spoke every word.

The bell rings for everyone to go home, Tubbo sighing before saying as he sets ranboo in his pocket, "c'mon ranboo, let's go home."

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Ranboo sits in his kennel and looks down at his ruined sweater, the holes burned through the fabric enough to put his hand through, making him think, why did my sweater burn but not me? The door opens and tubbo walks in,closing the door behind him and he flops onto his bed.

"Good night ranboo... Rest well ok?" Tubbo says in a monotone voice. Ranboo stays silent and picks up his journal, looking at technos address he wrote onto the first page.

14th Cadbury Ave. 296 That's not far from here, ranboo thought, the faint noise of tubbo snoring making ranboo make up his mind. Ranboo ties all his blankets together and ties them to the crate before throwing the rest out the cracked window, reaching the ground perfectly. Ranboo grabs a hoodie and slips it on, grabbing his journal and the blanket rope after. He looks at tubbo one more time before climbing down, landing on the soft grass a few minutes later. "14th Cadbury Ave. it's this way I believe," ranboo whispers to himself as he walks away from the underscore household, and into the unknown of the world.

-few hours later-

Tubbo wakes up from a nightmare, his face sweaty and heart racing, but a chilly breeze hits him, making him look over at the cracked window. He pushes the blankets off him and slips on his slippers before getting up and walks over to the window. He grabs the window sill to push it down but stops as he sees the blankets wrapped together to make a rope, leading outside. Tubbo panics and looks into ranboos crate, seeing nothing inside, making his heart skip a beat. He opens his door and goes down the hall and opens puffy's door, tubbo going over to puffy and shaking her gently awake repeating, "mom, ranboo's gone and I think he left out the window."

Puffy wakes up and says, "you sure? Did you check in his kennel?" Tubbo nods his head vigorously, puffy looking at him with disbelief. Puffy gets out of bed and follows tubbo to his room, tubbo turning on the light as he walks in.

"Oh my..." Puffy says as she sees the blankets rope tied the the transport kennel, "why would he leave?"

Tubbo feels a pang of guilt as puffy asks that question, the taste of copper unable to leave his mouth, it eating away at his conscience.

"Tubbo? Is there something you need to tell me?" Puffy asks in a worried tone, tubbo sighing and sitting on his bed with his head in his hands.

"I messed up so badly at school yesterday," tubbo explains as puffy sits beside him as he continues, " so yesterday the bully I've told you about said he'll take the thing I l-loved most if I didn't get him the money, and he found ranboo hiding with me, afterwards he found out that Ranboo was the thing I loved most. And he-," tubbo stops for a moment, his breathe hitching as he continues further," he told me I had to k-kill ranboo mom, I didn't want to so the only thought I had is to eat him. I knew he wasn't going to get hurt based on his genes about being immune to acids, extreme heat and cold, I didn't mean to scare him, and he was bleeding, I-I tried to help but he just pushed me away, God I'm such a bad friend." Tubbo lays his head in his hands again. Puffy sits there for a moment before placing her hand on tubbos back and rubs it as tubbo cries into his hands.

"You tried to protect him, he was just scared, you would probably be scared if that happened to you, just give him time, he'll come back," puffy calmly remarked as she continues rubbed circles on tubbos back before looking over at the window as she says, "I promise."

"Just around the corner, " ranboo repeats as he walks on the side of the sidewalk through the lantern lit streets with houses lining the streets. He turns the corner and comes up to a house, 296 . Ranboo sighs with relief as he climbs the steps before reaching the gigantic door seeing the doorbell about 60 feet in the air., How am I going to ring the doorbell, ranboo thinks, but he sees a smaller door right beside it, with a accurate sized doorbell, looking exactly identical to the gigantic one. "That'll do," ranboo states as he walks over to the door and hesitantly rings the doorbell, I quiet chime emits from it. He stands there for a moment, hearing voices inside before someone opens the door, but the person isn't not techno. Instead it a tiny like him, but giant birdlike wings sit on his back along with blond hair that looks like pure gold tied up into a messy bun. He wears a dark green robe with a red heart necklace around his neck that glows faintly.

"How can I help ya mate?" The winged tiny asks with a smile.

part 2 chapter 1

#Shifting Bonds AU #t!ranboo #g!tubbo #TW vore #Tw blood #TW panic attacks

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1990jeevas · 1 year

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i know im late to this, but i got the original karl merch and it took near 4 months to get here and then starting falling apart after a few washes. and yootooz is probably the worst. i ended up having to email for a refund after waiting a year for a ranboo plush. they said it hadnt even shipped yet. after a year? merch is so disappointing

no worries about being late!! but omg when u say original drop r u talking about when it was just the hoodie being sold? or the drop when they restocked the hoodie and added other shirts? bc my roommate bought the hoodie from the first drop and its still in tact and i bought the turtle neck from the drop after that which is also fine but ive only worn and washed it a couple times now and i always air dry it rather than using the dryer. it def took ages to get here tho, i had to email revolt i think 3 or 4 times about that one. as for the ranboo stuff it really sucks that you didnt even get the plush after a year. i ended up getting mine but it took longer than they said it was gonna as well (my rammie plush took longer tho TvT). ur right tho the merch has been pretty disappointing in terms of shipping and customer service. all the products that ive got have held together well but they took so long to get here and for how much they cost me as someone who really doesnt have extra spending money most of the time its extra frustrating to have to basically harass the companies into actually shipping my shit.

#shit self #asks #qockpillz

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rgbstatic · 1 year

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i will genuinely never understand the people who bought merch for a fandom or creator, spending easily 100+ on it, who then proceed to either never wear it or fall out of the fandom and immediately try and sell it

like. i get trying to get rid of it if the clothes represent someone who goes and does something awful

but even if you fall out of the fandom- you bought comfy shirts and sweaters and sweatshirts. wear it around your house, or just wear it in public anyways who cares

you’re not gonna be able to sell it for what you bought it at

make use of the money you spent and wear the clothing

like. i’m not the biggest fan of tubbo or ranboo anymore but i still wear their hoodies out or around the house because they’re comfortable as hell

what’s the point of buying it when you’ll never use it or even see it as it’s shoved away in a closet, or you’re just gonna sell it less than a year after you’ve received it

it doesn’t make sense to me

#rgb talking

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soft-boi-eli · 3 years

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Mcyts helping a trans masc after top surgery. (Part 1)

Tw:swearing, pain pills, some hints to vomiting, fluff as well.

Wilbur

This simp...

Makes sure you regularly drain your drains, take your medication.

You dont even have to get the fuck up, I mean he's your personal butler until the doctor gave you the okay.

Three times a day you get a smoothie. He can tell that you dont want to eat because of the pain.

The least you can do is drink something to nurioush you while you were in pain.

If you're embarrassed about having to sleep on some dog pee pads for the drain. Dont be.

Wilbur may not understand but he will constantly comfort you. He'll even make a video to tell his viewers he won't be posting for a moment. A personal issues came up and that is all they know for now.

Also when cold he'll try to keep you warm by very, very gentle cuddles. But any sign of pain and he's off of you and getting you warm blankets and heating packs.

His sweaters? Now all yours. You have no say. He will give you one every day knowing you find alot of comfort in wearing his clothes.

The last thing he wants is you in pain. Especially if it was caused by him.

Your testosterone shot? Dont worry he's got it for you.

He doesn't want you to get up unless you needed to go to the restroom or you were itching to get up.

If you dont take it slow he will threaten you.

This is a threat. He will make you sit back down if you tried to get up and clean.

All in all he is a simp and your butler.

Technoblade

Technoblade may not know what to do but he will try.

He's quite nervous but when he realized you havent eaten and needed something in your system for your pain meds hell make you something soft and light on the stomach.

Are you cold? He'll cover you in a blanket and just sit next to you. Floof senses you in pain and cuddles you more then technoblade.

Techno was a bit butt hurt but knew that you needed alot of support right now.

With his height his clothes are either tight or loose. But his hoodies are always huge. And very fucking comfortable.

His scent relaxed you and helped you sleep at night.

He is a hidden simp.

He will make sure you're comfortable. If you want him to he'll sleep with you in the living room.

When you start walking him and Floof are constantly following you. Just to make sure you are safe and comfortable.

You cant help but love your two boys.

His streams and videos are already inconsistent but he did say his next video or stream might take a longer time.

But if you dont mind then you'll sit near him while he streams. If you needed anything he'll get it.

You saying hi to chat. They know you're in pain by your tone.

And anyone he's in a call with will ask what's up. And when you tell them they'll understand and they'll hype you up.

It warms techno's heart when his friends hype you up.

God this closeted simp is melting internally.

Schlatt

He will tease you.

Pictures are taken and spread around the internet like a wild fire.

Caption to those pictures?

This dumbass just got out of surgery and didnt expect to feel like trash lol.

But off camera he's quite the nice guy. Reminding you to drink your water, getting you soft foods or soups, heck he give you some of his pushies from his youtooz.

And this behemoth of a man will give you his shirt or hoodies.

You are with him when he streams or records.

There is no say.

He wants to keep his eyes on you and make sure you are comfortable and safe.

Lowkey dragged you bed into his recording room, you were just vibing in the corner.

You meds are on a set schedule. If the time lands when he's on stream he doesn't think. Just gets up grabs your meds and a premade smoothie.

With that he gave them to you.

Watching you swallow that pill because you can be stubborn with pain meds.

Returns to the stream.

Yells at chat for calling him a simp. He told them you were in pain and it's the least he can do for you.

Will low key rub your back off stream. As sleeping while sitting up us hell on your shoulders.

Jambo is all over you, soaking up the attention he can get while you were immobile.

Schlatt would glare st him for taking away his S/O.

When it came to you wanting to walk he will let you.

If you hurt then this man would laugh and tell you to sit your ass down. You are going anywhere just yet.

He's gonna carry you when you are in as much pain.

He's tall and there is no stopping him.

It makes him feel a bit happier due to the fact you aren't hurting as much, and still getting to the place you needed.

Also he will hug you if he sees you are uncomfortable. The hug is very soft and unlike him.

But at least he is trying.

He also keeps his yelling down, doesn't want you to make too many stiff movements. It would hurt the hell out of you.

Tommy

Ok. Hear me out, butler.

He see the pain you are in and as one of his best friends he wont let you do anything.

Your parents were out of town after your surgery and it wasn't their fault their work called in suddenly.

So you were sent over to Tommy's for the three weeks they were out.

Tommy would let you relax on his bed, heck even sleep on it as well.

Doesn't care if your drains stain the bed. That's an easy clean up and he wants you to be comfortable.

He does still stream. Because it's something he does for a living.

But he'll try to keep it a bit quieter.

You once walked out of the room when he was streaming. You looked like a gremlin, hunched over while you had to take a piss.

When you entered you were greeted by wilbur, techno, and phil telling you they hope you heal fast.

"It only gets better from now on (y/n). Take it easy alright?"-wilbur

"Congrats mate, just relax and dont forget to focus on healing."-Phil

"Yo you got the surgery. Pog. Stay healthy (y/n)."-techno

You melted lightly. A small smile graced your face.

It brought you joy and there was nothing that could compare to it. Honestly.

It seemed almost every day someone tommy knew was hopi g a speedy recovery.

He once yelled at chat for saying you should suck it up.

"CHAT THEY JUST WENT THROUGH SURGRY. LEAVE THEM ALONE!"

You forgot that your parents were even out for those weeks.

Tommy would definitely understand slightly that it would hurt to constrict your chest.

"You cold?"

When you nod tommy is up and handing you one of his hoodies. They are big and comfy. Easy to put on too. So they are perfect.

His two dogs, Walter and Betty?

Expect them in his room curled around you. Dogs know when humans feel pain and when they need something to comfort them.

The stream kind of enjoyed that.

They got wholesome content from you and dog content.

Win win.

Tommy will make sure you have your meds.

If it lands during a stream he blacks out the camera and carefully gets you the things needed for it.

Get you a best friend like tommy.

They wont let you do much when in pain.

Tubbo

He doesn't fully know what to do. He went and spent a few nights over at your house.

Your parents asked his parents for help so they sent over tubbo.

They made a list but the poor boy couldnt read it.

"A sm-oosthie with their pain pill... what the hell is a sm-oosthie?!"

It took him calling tommy to ask him to tell him.

"Tubbo. It says smoothie and who is this fo-."

He hung up before tommy could finish and made the smoothie.

Your cat was quite cuddly.

When he walked in your cat was on your lap.

"Tubbo? When did you get here?" Oh yeah it was a surprise.

"Not too long ago. Your parents left and asked me to help."

He was doing it in all good.

But he scared you so badly.

He bought you a stuffed animal...

It was a huge minecraft bee. And by huge I mean huge.

Like here's the stuffed animal.

Ignore the child. I wished there was a better picture.

But yeah you get the point.

Tubbo may not know how to help you fully but he's trying.

Tommy came to visit with wilbur and phil.

Tommy was meeting up with them and you lived close to wilbur.

When they saw you laid up in bed, tubbo trying to find out how to help with your medication phil kinda went father mode.

You got homemade soup to take your meds.

Tubbo was quite happy to see you smiling and lightly laughing.

When they left you felt better.

Tubbo may not know how to do alot but he tried his best. And you loved every moment.

You got you best friend to help you. And nothing was better then that.

Ranboo

Ranboo spent the night and all you guys could do was joke about the pain.

The jokes were quite self deprecating too.

All night you guys were up.

You couldn't sleep because of the pain and he didnt want to sleep due to the fact he didnt want you to be alone.

So you two were sleep deprived and your parents were concerned. But understood you two didnt want the other to feel bad.

After you healed a bit your parents got called into work. Leading to you spending a few days over there.

Ranboo streamed a recorded with you in the back ground.

He forgot you were there once and he turned on face cam. There you were in the background nose deep into a book while wearing one of his hoodies.

You were freezing and your shirts were a bit too tight.

He just gave you one of his and that was that.

"Whis in the background?"-dono

"In the background?" He turned around to see you just reading your book.

"Oh. That's one of my friends. They had a surgery a week ago."-ranboo

He turned to you, "(y/n) say hi to stream."

Looking up you waved.

"My gay mind went brrr at the idea of no sacks of fat. Now body do the big pain."-(y/n) 2021

It brought a laugh to ranboo and his chat.

You joked through the pain. It was funny.

Dream

What is this I see? He's a simp indeed.

Low key he's answering your beck and call.

He's smothering you in love.

It may not be physical affection but it is still affection.

Your hoodies are replaced with his.

They are huge and comfy.

He saw something online that reminded him of you.

He said it was cute and decided you needed it.

You loved it. It helped you sleep.

Since sapnap lives with him he sends in sapnap sometimes because he's recording or has to get something that wasn't in the house.

Also when you found the zipper you unzipped it and found dream stashed some gift cards and little trinkets in it. Along with a note.

'Knew you would of found this.'-Clay

It shocked you kind of.

But you loved it. It was quite comforting that he gave his affection in these ways still.

Even if it wasn't physically.

Patches is on you 24/7.

She's cuddling you and being very gentle on you.

Low key she won't leave you though, she's following you everywhere, on your lap, sitting there when your on the toilet.

She's clingy. More clingy then before.

But it warmed your heart.

If george visits then he'll see a little gremlin making a b line to the bathroom.

All because the pain made your stomach feel upset.

And you hadn't eaten anything because of pain.

Dream is quick to rush in and see what's wrong.

You were sitting on the ground in the bathroom. Needless to say it didnt end well and you hated it.

"Baby. Do you want me to get you a smoothie and your pain meds?" You were grateful.

After leaving the bathroom you lightly hunched over you noticed the British man in your living room.

You watched his videos.

You waved lightly with a smile.

"Oh sorry (y/n) I didnt tell you george was coming did i?"

Your look told it all.

"Sorry you have to see me like this." You had the urge to apologize.

"No dont be sorry. Surgery is painful."-george

With a small nod you went back to your room and relaxed.

George

He didnt know what to do at all.

He answered your requests.

But he didnt know why you needed that thick ass blanket in the middle of the summer.

But now you have it.

Your stuffed animal that was left in the living room?

It's in your arms by your side.

He's sad it wasn't him in your arms but understood it would cause you pain.

He just lightly lays in your lap.

It brought you comfort and him comfort.

Your germilin ass tended you get up and walk at the weirdest time too.

3am?

Your are going to get a snack.

5am?

You are on your way to the toilet.

7am?

Your once more in the kitchen getting something to eat with your pain pill.

George slept through it and was confused when you weren't in bed like the doctors told you to.

He's quite meticulous with your meds and eating habits.

He doesn't push but makes sure you have something with that pill.

Hell try to help you with your bandages. But sometimes got queasy at the blood and stuff.

It was okay with you though.

You didnt mind that due to the fact that you too got queasy as well.

I think you guys sleep through this alot.

Wilbur and tommy visited.

You was shocked and confused when they had a few get well soon gifts.

Tommy got you a small fidget toy, just something to do with your hands sometimes.

Wilbur got you a few books and a small stuffed toy.

It was a orca.

You loved it but still loved the one that george got you.

He got you a little wooloo one.

It was something that was soft and easy to cuddle.

But the books wilbur gave you were amazing.

It gave you something to do for a long while. And it gave george some more cuddle time.

Other than not knowing what to do george was a great source of comfort.

Sapnap

Sapnap is a bit more experienced with it.

Kind of knowing what to do and all together he just know more then most people.

There is a regular schedule for you meds and so called meals, he changes out the dog pads if he notices them dirty. He knows how to maneuver himself next to you so there was no pain.

He also sucked up that he would be overwhelmingly hot and sat next to you under the blanket.You weren't nearly as cold because of that.

Also since sapnap lives with dream I imagine that dream pops in some times and so does patches.

You all were probably best friends as children. And people always thought that you and dream would get together.

Only because you two were more touchy.

But you saw him as an older brother, and took a liking to sapnap.

Dream was really suportive and saw you as a little sibling.

Dream probably saw you not doing to well and made you something to eat and brought your pain medication.

That was because sapnap was sleeping next to you.

Patches curled up between to two of you and dream brought in something you hadnt seen before.

A roll away bed.

This mother fucker got a whole new bed just so he could sleep in the same room as you and sapnap.

"Sapnap is a heavy sleeper. What if you need something?" He was correct.

You woke up to pain and discomfort.

Dream woke up but sapnap didnt.

You were mainly cold though...

How the hell were you cold with this man radiating radiation the heat of a thousand suns?

No clue. But probably the anesthesia since you were in sapnap room dream just opened the closet and tossed his hoodie to your lap.

You woke up sapnap when you put on the hoodie on accident.

He pushed up against your shoulder a bit more and draped his arm over your lap.

"What's wrong?" Sapnap mumble made you stiffen up. Dream seemed to fall back to sleep too.

"Just a bit cold." He lightly nodded into your neck.

"Mmmmmm. How though."-sapnap

"I dont fuckin know."-(y/n)

He let out a sleep chuckle and seemed to fall asleep again.

You just sat there. Patches and sapnap on you lap technically.

Sapnap woke up and made you breakfast at some point. You were in and out of it due to barely any sleep.

Dream woke up as well. You didnt even know when they left. But patches stayed with you.

Those weeks you were treated the best with these two with extra cuddles from patches.

I didnt know there was a max amount of paragraphs. But hey I guess it's something you find out sooner or later. So there is going to be a part 2. Including some character I missed.

#wilbur x reader #georgenotfound x reader #jschlatt x reader #dream x reader #sapnap x reader #tommyinit x reader #tubbo x reader #ranboo x reader #mcyt fluff #techno x reader #technoblade x reader #mcyt

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tarosin · 3 years

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the great adventures of y/n ranboo, tommy tubbo and jack - just come home

this is an extra part to the great adventures series

summary: part three to the happier imagine (the great adventures of y/n and ranboo) this is where the group reunites

content warning: angst to fluff, small mention of creepy fan,swearing

please read what’s written in bold

this is an “alternative ending” around 16-18 years into the future this doesn’t mean this is actually how the series is going to end im writing it now and including it as part of series as their friendship is already established i can confirm y/n and the group are going to have a happy ending when the series eventually comes to an end this also does not mean the series is anywhere near the end i plan on continuing the series as vlogs come out, i feel the need to confirm this now love between y/n and the others (especially ranboo) in this imagine is completely platonic

so turns out moving house didn’t stop the creepy fan from contacting you neither did blocking every account they made as they began contacting your mods, your business email, they even started spamming ranboos dms, mods and business email and now you had the stress of Tommy trying to contact you. at this point neither you nor ranboo knew what to do, you were both convinced it was a troll trying to scare you both with jokes but the joke wasn’t funny. it never was, to say the least, it was horrifying. you stood with ranboo who was now changing the locks just to keep you safe, it was clear the fan didn’t know your new address as rather than sending you your address (as though you had suddenly forgotten where you lived) like last time it was just random messages trying to psych you both out. your phone buzzed again making ranboo jump you dreaded looking at the notification but you did it anyway

Tommy: y/n I’m serious please can we talk..tubbo and jack aren’t the same without you. I miss you

“anything important y/n?”

“no nothing to worry about”

“you’ve not been acting like yourself since the last stream are you sure you’re okay you know It's not your fault don’t blame yourself for whatever’s upsetting you I’m here for you I love you”

“I know boo I know, i love you too”

later that night you had to quickly end your stream despite to fact you had only been streaming 30 minutes as ranboo was arguing with someone the only reason you knew it was serious was because he was shouting back at the person, you had never heard him so angry and you’ve been friends with him for at least 16 years.

“okay chat that’s gonna be the stream for today…I forgot I have something to do I’m not going to raid anyone on here however tech is live on youtube for the first time in ages so I do recommend you go and check out what he’s doing good morning or good night I’ll see you soon”

as soon as you ended the stream you made your way to the room ranboo was in that's when you overheard tubbo arguing with ranboo

“oh good for you ranboo you're getting everything you want I mean you and y/n moved on easily the two of you bought a new house you both look happy and don't get me started on your career's taking off”

“goodbye tubbo”

ranboo left the call and opened the door

“oh boo”

you instantly pulled him into a hug, it was an extremely stressful time for the pair of you and you understood how painful it is arguing with someone who was once your best friend. every night the memory of Tommy blaming you for things that were out of your control and jack telling you to get out of the car haunted you however nothing compared to the way tubbo looked at you when you finally got home that night. he looked at you as though he never cared about the friendship the pair of you shared. of course, you never told ranboo about it keeping you up at night but he wasn’t stupid he knows you were still hurting even if it had been years since the fallouts happened

“why..why are they trying to get in contact again I was starting to feel like myself again”

“I don’t know…come lie with me on the couch for a while we can talk about anything you want”

the pair of you laid on the couch talking about what was going on and reasons why it was happening. ranboo decided he’d forgive the others if they contact him again however you were not as forgiving as they hurt you and your friend. eventually, his crying came to an end and he fell asleep holding onto you. you were falling asleep yourself until your phone buzzed.

Tommy: look y/n why don’t we all meet again, just come home

y/n: I am home I moved into a lovely house with ranboo and I sold the ‘home’ you’re talking about, now please stop contacting me tom I don’t want in my life anymore not only did you hurt me but you also hurt ranboo

Tommy: fine talk to tubbo

y/n: don’t add him...

*tubbo has been added to the group*

tubbo: hi y/n

y/n: you have 5 minutes to explain why you made ranboo cry.

tubbo: I don’t know what you mean

y/n: do you think you’re funny because oh boy do I have news for you.

Tommy: please just meet us one last time you can even bring ranboo

y/n: I was bringing ranboo anyway

tubbo: can I bring jack

Tommy: yes, see you where we always used to meet

y/n: ight see you Saturday

tubbo: see you Saturday I love you

y/n: please don’t say you love me tubbo. if you did we wouldn’t be in this situation.

you spent the rest of the night messing with ranboos hair you ended up accidentally waking him up however he pretended to be asleep before you could notice he was no longer asleep as he didn’t want this moment to end. however, you did occasionally hear him laugh quietly to himself

“Are you awake or am I hearing things”

he decided there was no point in lying as you were already questioning if he was awake and he was struggling to hold back his laughter so responded by tapping your waist signalling to you he was awake

“great..bad news we have to meet Tommy jack and tubbo on Saturday”

you watched as he quickly opened his eyes looking at you as though you had told him the best news ever

“heh?! actually? are you actually being serious right now”

“Unfortunately I am”

noticing you were unhappy about it he pulled you closer to him and spent the rest of the night explaining why it won’t be as bad as you’re expecting it to be and how it might actually be a good thing after all. a couple of hours later you fell asleep feeling a lot more comfortable with what was happening on Saturday ranboo fell asleep not long after, proud of his achievement. the days flew by, it was finally Saturday and you had mixed feelings about it, on one hand, you were somewhat excited about meeting them but on the other hand, you weren’t sure you were ready for them to enter your life again.

“I'm ill sorry ranboo you’ll have to go on your own”

“wowww real mature making me go all on my own…I thought we were best friends”

“I know you’re joking but I’d feel bad making you go alone give me five minutes and then I’ll be ready to go”

“here”

ranboo decided to throw one of his hoodies at you so you had something to wear that made you feel safe as he understood how overwhelming it’ll be to meet them again, five minutes later you got into the passenger's seat next to ranboo

“not feeling like driving hey”

“I will purposely drive around in circles to avoid meeting them”

“heh…are you okay are you actually okay seeing them, I don’t mind letting you stay home”

“I'm fine boo honestly now let’s go”

once you made it and began walking to meet them ranboo grabbed your hand. the only reason he ended up letting go was to talk to the others since Tommy pulled you into a tight hug not wanting to let you go the moment he saw the pair of you

“y/n I’m so sorry”

“I'm sorry too..”

Tommy spent a good few minutes frantically apologising to you for what happened and how he didn’t mean any of it. he was halfway through his speech about how he’s learned from his mistakes when tubbo spoke up.

“Tommy doesn’t keep y/n to yourself”

“sorry tubso”

you looked at tubbo not knowing what to say, it was evident that the pair of you were still hurt, he reached into his pocket grabbing a rock he found on the beach the other day

“here I found it the other day it reminded me of you”

“thank you I love it”

ranboo stood behind you wrapping an arm around you as he noticed you were starting to get upset. tubbo couldn’t believe how much you and ranboo had changed over the past years and it hurt him how close the pair of you had grown and the promise rings you and ranboo were currently wearing left him questioning whether that could have been him if he didn’t leave you both when it was clear you both needed him. jack spoke up next.

“hey, y/n..”

“nice to see you’re still bald manifold”

“Nice to see you haven’t changed. I’m sorry for what happened it hurt to see you go I was kind of hoping that you'd stay”

“oh jack it’s okay you were just trying to lighten up the situation I'm sorry I was so harsh”

a few months later the five of you were slowly but surely mending your friendship you all knew it would be difficult and take a long time to get back to how it was in the past but it would all be worth it

around a year since you met up again the five of you were closer than ever you were all streaming together again, constantly filming vlogs as a group. safe to say the wait was worth it, however, you and ranboo always wearing the promise rings you got for each still hurt tubbo

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the merch i got from Wil's store actually got to me like, a few days after I bought it. I got the sweater and was v surprised at how fast it got to me. It was also very nice and fit me nicely. tho my One Gripe with it was the headhole is a LIL snug but other then that its nice. hopefully people can like? talk to them about stuff if it gets worse or Something. because i think its v understandable to be worried about this stuff. Still haven't gotten the ranboo hoodie I bought from the first drop :( I also haven't gotten the plushies(not ranboos,!) I bought either, and I bought them in september.

wilbur’s soot university crewneck was great when i got it, shipping was fine and i still wear it, but i got it ages ago and have no idea if revolt was the company he used. same with karl’s enchantment hoodie, it took a bit to ship but it’s one of my favorite hoodies!

the thing im worried about is ranboo’s and tubbo’s merch. tubbo was the first person whose merch i bought through revolt, and i haven’t gotten a single email. i emailed them in november and just got an email back saying that ukuleles were out of stock and would ship sometime in september. i haven’t received a shipping confirmation for the first ranboo drop, but apparently the christmas merch shipped and i got that tracking number, but you’ve seen the state of the snowglobes. people have gotten their jackets and the reviews ive seen for them are great! plush tag, comfy fabric, even the R patch is a nice texture. i haven’t seen any reviews on the lockets but it could be the same quality as the snowglobe considering revolt gave ranboo higher quality lockers and snowglobes for promotion.

revolt also only promoted ranboo’s merch, karl’s new clothing line, and jack’s merch. nothing about tubbo’s, despite knowing he used their company. their twitter account is virtually empty despite being made in 2013.

maybe if revolt answered emails i wouldn’t be so upset, but ive been trying to just cancel my tubbo merch order to no avail. they literally just won’t get back to me and im this close to disputing with paypal because i kinda need the money at this point

#vwoops #ask #anon #im just ://

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chunkysoup22 · 3 years

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my controversial dsmp take is that it’s the first day of school. i wake up at 7 AM but the FACT is I can never get off of my mattress. The first thing I do is watch GeorgeNotFound’s ice challenge video, then I work on my hamilton au fanart of TNTduo. When I get up, I salute to the L’manburg flag hung on my wall. I sing, “I heard there was a special place, where men could go and emancipate the tyranny and bloodlust of their rulers..” Then I rush downstairs and pour myself a bowl of Antfrosted Flakes. After breakfast I start to get ready for school. I put on my clout goggles and striped LAFD beanie. Then I fasten my white bandana to my head and put on my Dream 20 million limited edition black fleece hoodie. I catch the bus just in time and put on Roadtrip on my phone, humming “20 hours in an old van Up the east coast, through the cold wind Drove 20 hours by the ocean Up the east coast, what a road trip.” The bus drops me off and when I enter the school doors, someone comes up to me and says “nice hoodie, DREAM STAN” and throws a cup of coffee at me, staining my clothes. “Honk you” I mutter under my breath, and I pull out Nightmare from my Dream Team custom backpack that i bought for $53 on Redbubble. They tremble before me begging me not to hurt them. i let them off with a warning and let them know that i have the power of DreamXD and CaptainSparklez by my side. During my morning classes I can barely keep my eyes open, the only thing preventing me from falling asleep is me secretly watching the current Benchtrio stream part 5 of their plan to kill Dream in prison from my phone under my desk. For lunch I order a dream burger and manage to pick it up from the local MrBeast Burger before the bell rings. I wolf the whole burger down while i run to class hoping I won’t be late. I apologize to the teacher, Mr. Wastaken, but he says it’s okay because it’s still just the first day of school. For todays class he teaches how to do a .08 sec boat clutch from the 5 Hunters VS 1 Speedrunner episode of Minecraft Manhunt. I try to pay attention but I can’t stop doodling the Las Nevadas crew in my notebook. After school is finally over, I go home and enter Quackity’s discord vc where everyone is calling out for Scatman’s world. I spend an hour doing homework while simultaneously switching tabs between Discord, Twitter, and the 5/5 Feralboys Speedrun vod, and watching SAD-ist’s Dawn of the 16th animation in the background. At 5:30 i boot up minecraft and enter the server ip for Bootwt prom’s second lobby. A mcyt hater hacks the server and starts saying “all of mcyttwt is going to superhell” Then Ranboo and Tubbo walk on stage holding the lgbt ally flag and then destroys the hacker with a single beam of light. everyone starts clapping and cheering. Then, a single message pops up on the screen: “WilburSoot has joined the game.” Wilbur walks onto stage to reveal a button sealed under a trap door. He says, “it was never meant to be” and the entire server explodes and becomes engulfed in flames. The server shuts down. Bootwt prom is over. After the prom, I participate in #Bootwtselfiday and immediately get 1.2k retweets and 64k likes. Then I read the entirety of Passerine while listening to Turn Back Time by Derivakat and cry. Finally, I go to bed with my minecraft manhunt shirt on listening to Roadtrip once again (slowed and reverb). As i hear Dream sing “People change like the tides in the ocean at least I think or am I dead wrong” i slowly drift into sleep, ready for a full night’s rest.

i can see hannah baker smiling at me

#im only posting this so tumblr can be enlightened to it #dsmp

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dreamsmp-au-ideas · 3 years

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Mcu!Punz with soft moments because I love the idea of big brother Punz and some other characters being soft.

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Punz: Niki, I'm not soft for them. Shut up.

Niki: Considering that the kids are now calling you their older brother and Sapnap and George basically hang out with you as much as they do with Karl and Quackity. I'd say otherwise.

Punz: That's one sided Niki. I'm not atta-

*Punz trips on air and tons of photos fall out of his hoodie. Pictures of George, Sapnap, and him fall out. One photo in particular has them making a bee farm with Punz looking ecstatic.

*Others have it so that they are all in a group selfie with Punz hesitantly smiling. There are photos on what seems to be recent and others come from the time when Punz was working for Dream. They look happy.

Punz: Fuck. Shit. That's nothing.

*More photos fall out. This time with the kids. There is photos where you have Punz in a shocked expression as Tommy goes and puts him in a selfie with the rest of the kids.

*One photo has them up all on the roof with Sandwiches. Tubbo and Punz are talking and smiling, Ranboo is eating his sandwich and Purpled is nodding with Tubbo and Punz's conversation. Tommy is taking the photo and one hand has him waving at them.

Punz: This proves nothing Niki. That doesn’t prove anything.

Niki picking up one photo: This one is showing all of us but you cuddling after we fell asleep during movie night. Punz, it says “Do it for them” on the bottom. You can say that you care for us.

Punz: ...Okay I care for you guys a little.

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Tubbo: Look! Me and Tommy made a little marshmallow village for everyone! The one with the crown is Techno. He's crossing his arms because he is annoyed at everyone. And over here with all the marshmallow fires is marshmallow Sapnap. Punz is over there near the bees and money because he loves bees and money.

Tommy: Do you like it?

Punz getting chocked up as Sapnap and Techno in the background try not to cry: It's fine.

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*The first time Punz is brought over to movie night. Tommy is dragging him along as Purpled helps with that. Tubbo and Ranboo all bought Shawarma so Tommy has one in his other hand.

*Elevator opens to reveal Punz and the kids in it. Punz looks like he's not sure if he should be there and considers throwing himself at the window to escape

Wilbur: Hey Tommy...whatcha got there?

Tommy holding up a shawarma and still holding Punz's hand: A Shawarma!

#marvel smp au #punz #nihachu #georgenotfound #sapnap #tommyinnit #tubbo #purpled #ranboo #technoblade #wilbur soot #as you can see I really like the trope where the cold mercenary has a soft spot for kids who made friends with them

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cpunkhobie · 3 years

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Out of the c!bench trio whos fashion do you like the most/ what do you think the bench trio wears?

ranboo wears button ups and sweaters and has a collection of sweater vests because Soft and Warm and Cozy and its fun to pick at the collars of the button up shirts. he has a bunch of different blazers and button ups, like, thats the only thing he wears. different patterned collar shirts take up 87% of his wardrobe. theres just a fucking formal attire white collar button up next to an oversized flamingo hawaiian shirt. how did he get here, he doesnt know, theyre everywhere. tubbo bought him a really nice black button up which is like silky on the inside and is super soft on the outside. its very flexible and easy to move in. tommy tailored it so its the one piece of clothing he has that fits him perfectly. ranboo wears it all the time its the equivalent of that one jacket you can never take off

tommy wears exclusively sweaters, cardigans, and the same 2 interchanging tshirts (one is a plain red short sleeve and the other is the Classic Tommyinnit shirt.) he has a sweatshirt that he stole from wilbur that he used to wear a lot but lately its just been.. sitting in his closet. he also has a zip-up hoodie that puffy got him post-revival. it was the first thing he put on that wasnt the ghost sweater youd get after being revived. its nice, he hung up on his wall

tubbo has a lot of really baggy sweatshirts but his closet is mostly made up of a bunch of misc clothes that hes collected over the years. he wakes up and pretty much just throws on whatever works. i also have no fucking clue how to make a design for him, but i know his wardrobe has a lot of earth tones and every now that just this very nice shade of yellow, pink, red, or blue

i want ranboos tbh

#dude i have so many opinions asgadfgsadfhg #bench trio #i didnt spell check this #jonahs lemonade stand

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hermits-that-craft · 3 years

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I’m Not Good For Anyone Here - Vent Fic

AO3:https://archiveofourown.org/works/30401013 Warning: Angst without a happy ending, vent fic.

Walking home always sucks. Walking home in the rain, carrying important exam papers sucks even more.

He hates this, when Techno and Wilbur decide to drive to study sessions after school. He knows that the pair of them would offer him a ride to the sessions, hell, he knows that the second it starts to rain where they are he’ll get a text asking if he’s gotten home alright. If he’s dry and warm.

He’s really sick of walking in the rain though. Especially while he’s holding the best exam result he’s even gotten. Every single paper over 70% correct, one paper even being a nineteen and a half out of twenty. He has to show Techno, Wilbur and Phil this. They might finally be proud of him. He studied so hard to get these marks.

His backpack is hunched under him, and his hoodie is held as a shield against the rain. He has earphones in, but he isn’t properly listening to the music. He’s watching how the street lights reflect in wet pavement, how fireplaces flicker in the fireplaces, only just visible from outside. The smell of sweet smoke as people burn apple wood to warm their homes. Someone cooks a chicken, and Tommy can smell it from outside.

He keeps his head down and continues walking.

His house isn’t that far from where he stands, a short ten minute walk is all that's in between him and a cold, empty house. Phil doesn’t get off work until seven tonight, and Wilbur and Techno said that they’d bring home dinner at six. It’s ten to four now, and Tommy’s got two hours to fill in before his family gets home.

He makes the final stretch in silent contemplation, Sorry Boris playing as he unlocks the door. Tommy used to be so excited to get home, to have Phil waiting with a warm towel as he walks in the door wet. To have Techno and Wilbur laughing, but making sure that the bathroom’s set up for the young boy who went to play outside in the rain. He misses being a kid. Techno and Wilbur’s university might only be a few blocks away from his highschool, but it feels like the universe itself is stopping him from seeing them.

The house is cold, and Tommy doesn’t bother telling anyone that he’s home. He walks to the heater, pressing a few buttons before the vents in the house start to pump out warm air. Taking his shoes off in the hall, he lays them carefully near the vent, hoping that they’ll dry enough before tomorrow morning. Autumn is one of his favourite seasons, but he could go without the chill, without the rain.

He carefully lays his exams out on the kitchen table, praying to himself that they’ll dry. Unpacking his bag, Tommy looks out of the window. Droplets of water hit the window, rolling down them before landing gently on the ground. It’s gotten heavier, and the dull drumming on the roof makes Tommy yawn. Sleep’s siren call beckons him, but he wrangles himself from its arms as he walks up the stairs, removing his saturated hoodie as he collects his warmest clothes. It’s warm, too warm for Tommy’s mind to cope, and he sinks to the floor on the carpeted floor in his bedroom, softer than he’s ever noticed before.

He’s not going to fall asleep, he’s just taking a short break. He doesn’t hear his phone buzzing on the kitchen table. He doesn’t hear the landline ring as someone tries to contact him. He doesn’t feel the sweat that drips down his forehead. He doesn’t feel the cold rain water soak the carpet underneath him. He doesn’t notice how none of the lights are on in his home. He doesn’t hear anything except the drumming of rain. He doesn’t see anything except the blue glow from outside. He doesn’t feel anything, except the warmth from the heater.

---

“He better be studyingI swear to god that child never answers his phone.” Wilbur grumbles as he pushes the door open with his elbow, carrying two bags off KFC that the twins bought for dinner. “He left the door unlocked, Tech!”

“He never does that?” Techno questions, carrying in their textbooks under several layers of outerwear. “At least we know he got home alright. Why did you turn off all the lights?”

“I didn’t turn off any of the lights, why the fuck would I do that?” Wilbur shoots back, turning on the kitchen light.

The twins stare in shock at the state of the kitchen and dining rooms. Exam papers are laid carefully on the table, inky running to the point of it becoming illegible, and Tommy’s backpack and items are strewn across the kitchen in some kind of mad haze. Techno quirks an eyebrow, and Wilbur puts the food on the bench.

“Must have gotten shitty scores, I guess.” Techno says monotonously. “I’ll give him some of my desert. Should cheer him up.”

“I’ll also make sure to give him the ‘you're talented in non academic areas, I know you studied hard but don’t get up yourself about it.’ speech too.” Wilbur rolls his eyes. “We all know he didn’t study hard enough, though.”

“Oh definitely.” Techno agrees, leaning against the counter as Wilbur quickly tidies the kitchen. “He spent so much time on call with those other two - Tubbo and Ranboo, right? - that he probably brought them down with him.”

“I’ll make sure to mention that subtly in the speech.” Wilbur smiles. “Don’t want him to feel guilty about dragging other people down with him in the future, you know?”

“I’ll find Up, we can watch that as we eat, maybe that’ll cheer him up as well.” Techno considers, moving into the living room. Wilbur nods, and Techno watches his twin exit the kitchen, walking up the stairs to the bedrooms.

Techno pulls a few blankets out from the corner near the windows. After grabbing a few pillows, he puts the comforting items on one of the lounges. Techno walks out of the living room, grabbing a few chips from the bag before he goes to check the message bank for the landline.

He notices Tommy’s phone sitting on the bench, no charge left of it. Techno sighs, putting it onto the family charging station in the kitchen. At least now when Tommy walks home stubbornly, he won’t be able to ignore them. Really, why wouldn’t the teen just walk to Techno and Wilbur’s university? It’s only a few blocks away from his school.

“Tommy’s asleep.” Wilbur says, rolling his eyes. “Fell asleep on the floor.”

“Must’ve been a big tantrum then.” Techno offers, laughing under his breath. “Why didn’t he lock the door before he fell asleep?”

“Probably forgot. Teenagers, you know?” Wilbur smirks. “I’ll put his food into the microwave, lets watch something good tonight.”

“Murder documentries?”

“Unsolved murder documentries.”

---

Tommy didn’t wake up when Phil got home. He didn’t wake up when he was lifted into bed. He didn’t even stir when Phil came in to wish him good night. Tommy didn’t wake up when Wilbur came in at nine pm, nervously checking on the teen. He didn’t wake when Techno silently walked in, checking his pulse. He didn’t stir as Techno and Wilbur fight over Mario Kart, or when Phil shouts at them to just shut up, Tommy must be exhausted to have fallen asleep so early.

Tommy doesn’t wake when his alarm goes off at six thirty the next morning. He doesn’t wake as Wilbur and Techno drag themselves out of bed, getting ready for eight am classes. He doesn’t wake as Phil makes them all breakfast. He doesn’t wake as Wilbur shouts at him to get up, he’s going to make them all late. He doesn’t wake when Techno shouts at him.

He stirs when Phil comes into the room, but he doesn’t wake.

He stirs as Phil checks his temperature, but he doesn’t wake. He doesn’t wake when Wilbur comes in, nervously holding his phone, ready to call an ambulance. He doesn’t wake when Phil says that its just a fever, probably the flu. He doesn’t wake when Phil asks if they knew if Tommy walked in the rain yesterday. He doesn’t wake when the twins get yelled at for not immediately checking to see if Tommy was alright after Wilbur found him sleeping on the floor.

His eyes slowly blink open to arguing, but Tommy can’t hear anything. It’s like he’s being held underwater, the words muffled and the pressure like hands around his throat. Is he drowning? No, he can’t be. It’s too warm, too hot, for him to be drowning. Water is cold. If it’s falling form the sky its cold. If he’s drowning, it has to be cold. Why waste warm water on someone you want to drown?

“It looked like he just threw a tantrum, Phil! We thought he tired himself out and just fell asleep, we didn’t think he was sick!” Wilbur yells, and Tommy’s eyes darken. “He got a bad exam result, we thought he chucked a hissy fit and then went to sleep!”

“You still should have checked on him!” Phil shoots back, and Tommy nearly flinches. It’s too loud, his head feels like it’ll split in two.

“Wil did! We thought he would wake up soon after, that's why we didn’t move him! Oh, and you should expect a call from Schlatt and Eret, because Tommy distracted Tubbo and Ranboo while he was ‘studying’ for those exams he failed.” Techno joins in the arguing, and Tommy stares at his ceiling. His exam results were good, why would they say that Tommy got bad marks back.

Tommy groans, loud enough for the room to pause. The trio look at Tommy, wide eyes making him want to sink back under the warm water he was drowning in earlier. At least then the anger in their eyes won't be directed at him. Drowning was so much easier, so much warmer.

“Sh’up.” Tommy slurs. “G’way.”

“You’re sick, Toms.” Phil says, gently sitting down on the bed. “You need to eat, get some water into you. Then we’ll go.”

“No.” Tommy glares, pathetically, at Phil. “No’ungry. Go’ay.”

Phil sighs, standing and running a hand through Tommy’s hair. The man says something akin to a promise as he leaves the room, ushering Wilbur and Techno out with him. Tommy doesn’t hear it, doesn’t care to hear it. Not when he fully understands what Wilbur said. Not when neither Techno or Phil jumped to his defense.

They really think that he failed his exams. That he’s the failure of their family. They think he didn’t study enough, that he dragged Ranboo and Tubbo down with him. They probably think that he’s ruined his friends lives by asking for their help on assignments. At least his friends don’t laugh at him when he doesn’t know the estimated date that Kythera blew up like Techno does, or talk about him behind his back when he doesn’t understand a question like Wilbur does. Did he not properly save his exams? He thought that they’d be proud of him, sure, the pair of them were all over 80% anyways, but getting himself over 70% made his teachers proud.

Tubbo, Ranboo, Purpled and Hannah were proud when he told them, and Eret sent him a text with ‘congrats’ written on it at lunch, after he picked up Ranboo. Schlatt had given him a pat on the back when he picked up Tubbo as well. Even Sam, Hannah’s dad, and Ponk, Purpled older brother, told him that he was doing well. He thought that Wilbur and Techno would be proud. That they’d finally see that he was trying. Why doesn’t any of them see that he’s trying? He’s trying to get better, to be better than that annoying adolescent that failed his classes and got into fights. He’s trying so damn hard, and the only people that notice are the ones who aren't related to him. Tommy’s spent so much time trying to love himself too, but maybe his family never loved himself in the first place. Just pitied him.

With those upsetting thoughts, Tommy lets himself drown again.

---

Phil comes back in, a plate toast in hand, to find Tommy staring at the ceiling, tears falling down his cheeks. Phil nearly drops the plate, worry crossing his features. The toast is gently placed on Tommy’s bedside table, balancing precariously on a stack of textbooks. Phil sits down next to Tommy, wiping the tears from his cheeks.

“Shh, it’s okay.” Phil soothes, trying to figure out why his youngest son is crying. “What's wrong, what hurts? We can get some pain killers, it’s alright.”

“I want to go home.” Tommy chokes out. “I don’t want to be here anymore, I want to go home.”

“You are home.” Phil insists, panic forming in his chest.

“I want to go home.” Tommy sobs, and Techno and Wilbur stand watch in the doorway, tears falling down their cheeks. “I want to go home, I want to go home. I don’t want to do this anymore. I can’t do this anymore. I wanna go home.”

Tommy’s head flops against his pillow, his pleas to leave no longer falling from his lips as he falls into a deep slumber. Wilbur wraps his arms around himself, his eyes wide and tear filled. Techno reaches towards Phil, silently asking for a hug. Phil wraps his eldest pair into a hug, trying to sooth them.

“It’s just a fever, right? He’s just delirious, he doesn’t know where he is.” Techno rambles, watching Tommy’s chest rise and fall. “This is normal. Normal Tommy symptoms of a cold.”

“But he’s already home. He’s already home.” Wilbur mumbles. “What does he mean by ‘I can’t do this anymore’. He isn’t- We can’t-”

“Wilbur-”

“Tommy won’t die. He isn’t depressed, right? He’s just delirious because of the fever, he’s going to be back and loud and happy and annoying and-”

“Wilbur, take a deep breath in.” Phil says, exaggerating his breathing. Wilbur copies, shakily. “And out.” Phil waits until his eldest finishes, smiling with false bravado. “Good job. Could you go and buy some cold and flu medicine with Techno now? Something that tastes nice if you can?”

A simple task, to pull the pair of them away from Tommy. To let them both calm down, but not force them to separate. It’s clear, from the way that Techno’s shoulders relax, and the way that Wilbur stands up straighter, that both of them are relieved by the small task. They flee the room, and Phil sinks into Tommy’s desk chair, holding onto his sons hand as he waits for the fever to break.

---

Tommy wakes, at least, he thinks he does. His head is filled with cotton, and his throat is filled with gravel and glass. He’s drowning in warmth, in blankets, and his hair is plastered to his head with sweat - or is it water?

Tommy doesn’t know. He doesn’t know what time of day it is, or why he feels so bad. He struggles to make his eyes focus on his alarm clock, partially hidden behind his textbooks, to make out the time on the glowing red digits. There’s a plate with cold toast on it, and some water with two white pills besides the water. Pain killers. There’s a note as well, but Tommy’s eyes wont focus properly. Everything is grainy, but the grains all move to wherever he’s focusing, so he can’t read anything.

He does know that he wakes up alone.

Tommy takes the medicine, cringing at the bitter taste, before standing up. He can’t be late for school, he needs to take notes. He can’t fail. His family might already think that he’s a failure, but Tommy won’t fail them again. Tommy takes one step forward, feeling proud of himself

Before he’s on the floor again, the world spinning before his eyes.

Oh well, that's what he gets for waking up in an empty house.

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