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cryptidflow3r · 2 months
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Michael sketch!
Didn't think my first post would be Micheal, but here we are!
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He is baby, our favorite zombie-piglin 💜
Might dump a bunch of other sketches soonish, but I'm undecided. Definitely gotta draw beeduo soon.
I've got an idea for a little Tubbo and Michael comic, so if hands will decide to stop being the worst to draw that'll probably be posted soon.
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ao3feed-crimeboys · 2 years
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For Awhile, My dear
by The farewells (Acthna)
“Then cast your possessions into fire, you are a Phoenix. rise again.”
“I don’t want to be broken again, I just wanna be ok. I want to live without dying.”
Sometimes old beings can forget the heart of youth. Sometimes boys do cry. And Sometimes love hurts more than it gives. More than it should.
Or Where Tommy learns how to be brave again and Micheal learns the art of disobeying the rules when they accidentally meet in Tubbos old house and coincidentally have similar problems.
Words: 1825, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English
Fandoms: Dream SMP
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: Gen
Characters: TommyInnit (Video Blogging RPF), Michael the Piglin (Dream SMP), Phil Watson | Philza, Technoblade (Video Blogging RPF), Toby Smith | Tubbo, Ranboo (Video Blogging RPF), Clay | Dream (Video Blogging RPF), Wilbur Soot, Alexis | Quackity, Sapnap (Video Blogging RPF)
Relationships: Michael the Piglin (Dream SMP)/TommyInnit (Video Blogging RPF), Ranboo & Kristin Rosales & Toby Smith | Tubbo & Wilbur Soot & Technoblade & TommyInnit & Phil Watson, Toby Smith | Tubbo & TommyInnit, Wilbur Soot & TommyInnit, TommyInnit & Phil Watson (Video Blogging RPF)
Additional Tags: TommyInnit Needs a Hug (Video Blogging RPF), Cannon compliment, Kinda?, TommyInnit-centric (Video Blogging RPF), Zombie Piglin Michael the Piglin (Dream SMP), I haven’t tagged things in such a long time guys I promise it’s cool, Wilbur Soot and TommyInnit are Siblings, Tommyinnit and Michael basically just bond, OH THERES SOME DETECTIVE WORK IN HERE TOO, who is this baby piglin who barely speaks English parents fr fr
source https://archiveofourown.org/works/40575681
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lilyminer · 3 years
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Ranboo coming around the corner: “Tubbo have you seen— ”
Tubbo: “YEET!” *throws Micheal at Ranboo like a football*
Ranboo: *catches him* “ah Micheal there you are”*calmly walks away holding Micheal*
Phil: “. . . What the fuck?”
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linezy-artblog · 2 years
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He's safe :D
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no-connection-found · 2 years
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WAIT GUYS ITS MICHEALS BIRTHDAY
I can’t believe it’s been a year since Tubbo and Ranboo found him in the Nether
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firewoirks · 2 years
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was drawing tubbo in the whiteboard thing and tehn decided he was missing a little boy............ and there he is
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jmccraft · 3 years
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Ranboo
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Weewoo!! Another post!! Also Ranboo doesn't have his ring because Micheal ate it... :) Yes Micheal has a paper crown he wants to be like his father..
Click for better quality as always
(totally not because I forgot about the ring...;-;)
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moved-19871997 · 2 years
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Beeduo wouldn’t care half as much as their fans, they are sick of that pig child oh my gooooood why won’t they let it go. At least George would get some enjoyment out of Michael
at this point micheal’s only canonical purpose is to entertain georgenotfound (murder)
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lord-of-gender · 3 years
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A Small Problem - Part 1
My version of @deyageka’s Childinnit au. 3145 words
Dream revived Tommy, but there were unforeseen consequences
"Dweam! I hungy," Tommy complained, he had appeared in the cell after getting revived, with almost no memory of his life. And he looked to be only five or six years old.
"Look kid, all I have are potatoes," Dream snapped. He didn't know which was worse, teen Tommy that actively disregarded him and never listened, or toddler Tommy who was just annoying and never stopped complaining.
"No, no poo-tato," he grabbed the potato Dream had handed him and chucked it in the lava. Tommy had been talking with the same mocking tone all week.
"You have got to be kidding me," Dream glared at Tommy, resisting the urge to kill him again, knowing it would be better if he was alive, even in this state.
"La, la, la, I'm singing, I'm like Wilby," Tommy said, knowing perfectly well he was getting on Dream's nerves.
"Oh thank god," Dream said when he heard footsteps echoing over the lava. "Sam! Get this child out of here!"
"Hi Sam!" Tommy yelled, his high pitched voice hardly recognizable by Sam. "You have a funny name! I am looking for Wilbur!"
"T-Tommy?" Sam said, the disbelief clear in his voice. "Tommy go the the corner in the water!"
"Why?" Tommy asked, clearly not getting the urgency of the situation.
"Just do it you child," Dream demanded, pushing Tommy towards the corner of the cell.
"Okee," Tommy made his way over and stood in the water. Within seconds he was on the other side with Sam. "Hallo! Hehe, Techno always says that. Ooh! I'm big and scawy like Techno!"
"I'm so confused, how are you alive, and why are you, younger," Sam said, not expecting a response.
"I dunno," Tommy shrugged and with a huge smirk began running away from Sam. "Weeeee, freedom!"
"Tommy!" Sam ran after him, eventually cornering him as Tommy came up to the other lava. Noticing the kid's fearful and entranced expression as he started at the lava.
"No, lava bad," he muttered, backing away from it, he didn't know why, he just didn't like it. "Where's Wilbur?"
"I don't know, why don't you come with me and we'll find him," Sam reached his hand out for Tommy to take. Eventually he did. Looking between the lava and Tommy, Sam didn't feel right making him go through all the protocol, not like this. So he lead Tommy through the guards' secret passageways until they got to the main entrance of the prison.
"What is this place," Tommy asked, "why is Dweam in there?"
"This is a place where bad people go, and Dream is a very bad man," Sam said, leading him to the lockers. "Go into the chest and give me the card in there."
"Are you going to put Techno in there," Tommy asked, opening the ender chest and pulling out what Sam had told him.
"Not unless I have to," Sam said, the thought had crossed his mind, but if he did attempt to Phil would defend Techno. The two were powerful, but had stayed isolated in the mountains and didn't currently pose a threat.
"Is this all mine," Tommy looked at the contents in the regular chest in wonder.
"Yes, but we can leave it here or I can hold onto it until we figure this out," Sam said, talking about getting Tommy back to his normal age.
"But it's mine," Tommy said, he pulled out the axe and tried swinging it around, but the weight was made for someone bigger and stronger than him so he ended up falling to the ground. "Uh, you have it. Too heavy."
"I'll give it back as soon as you get back to normal," Sam said, ruffling Tommy's hair as he put the Axe of Peace back. "But first let's get out of here."
"Okay," Tommy said and Sam took him to the secondary exit he made just in case. They landed down in the water the prison had been built on and Sam helped Tommy swim to the shore.
"Tunnel!" Tommy said, pointing at the tunnel leading to Snowchester. "Let's go there!"
"Alright, I'll take you to Snowchester." Sam crafted a boat and got in, with Tommy getting in behind him, humming to himself as they headed towards the snowy biome.
"Who lives here," Tommy asked, taking in every bit of detail and rubbing his hands together to warm up.
"Tubbo does, I think Foolish and Ranboo do as well," Sam said, he knew he would have to go back to the prison to double check all the safety protocol and move Tommy's items.
"Tubbo," Tommy perked up, "let's see Tubbo!"
"I don't think he's here right now," Sam said, he would have to go back to the Dream SMP to see if Puffy or anyone else could watch Tommy, but then he'd have to explain what happened. "Come on Tommy."
"I'm cold," he said, trudging through the snow behind Sam to Tubbo's cabin.
"I know, but you need to stay here while I go do some things," Sam said, grabbing a cloak from a chest and wrapping it around Tommy. "I don't think Tubbo will mind if you look around."
"Who's up there," Tommy asked, hearing noises from the attic. He went over to the ladder and climbed up and opened the trapdoor to see Micheal entertaining himself. "Hallo! I'm Tommy."
"Oh, that's Micheal," Sam said, climbing up behind him. "Be careful. I have to go. Don't go outside, okay?"
"Okee," Tommy said, looking intently at Micheal as he snorted to himself. Tommy then made some piglike noises, making the young zombie piglin perk up and squeal in excitement.
"Wait, you know piglin," Sam asked, pausing as he started back down.
"Techno teached me, he's a pig-in," Tommy said, then made more noises and the two children continued to talk to each other. "Go away now."
"Well have fun, stay safe Tommy," Sam said, climbing down and closing the doors behind him.
Michael started to point at the photos of him, Ranboo, and Tubbo. Tommy looked at them and searched his memory, as far as he could remember Phil didn't have any pictures like that. Michael oinked as he offered Tommy a handful of cake. His stomach rumbled as he looked at the treat.
"Here I can give you a potato," Tommy said, offering one of the raw potatoes he had left over from the prison. "I don't like them." Michael lit up and took the potatoes, happily eating them.
"Hi Michael," Tubbo came up to see them, they hadn't even heard him open the door. "I'm back buddy."
"Michael wishes you and Ranboo were home more, and he's cold," Tommy said, pulling Tubbo's attention to him. "Hallo!"
"I- hello, who are you," Tubbo asked, he didn't think any other children were on the server, let alone human children.
"It's me, Tommy, remember me Tubbo," Tommy grinned, cake frosting covering his mouth. Tubbo froze. There was no way, it was impossible, he was seeing things. He had to be. Slowly Tubbo climbed back down the ladder.
"How is he," Ranboo asked, carrying a armful of red berry branches, he had slowly been working on clearing out all the berry bushes so Michael could safely walk around outside.
"I-I uh, he's cold," Tubbo stammered, still not fully processing what he found out.
"I can make him a coat, we do have the extra fabric," Ranboo said, he climbed up the ladder to see Tommy and Michael.
"You need this more than I do," Tommy pulled off the cloak and wrapped it around Michael. "I'll ask them to put a fireplace up here."
"Well hello there, who are you," Ranboo said, closing the trapdoor behind him. He sat down in front of the boys.
"Tommy," he said gleefully, "I was stuck with a bad man called Dweam, Sam took me here. He's looking for Wilbur."
"I- okay, do you remember anything before that," Ranboo asked, wondering if he knew everything that Tommy did. "Do you remember me?"
"Uh, no, but you're Ranboo right?" Tommy asked, "and why is Dweam in prison? What bad things did he do?"
"Well he killed multiple people, he blew up something that used to be Tubbo's, he stole some things of yours and did alot of bad things to you," Ranboo said, not mentioning how Dream had used him as well.
"Well I don't remember," Tommy said, he looked at Michael who had been jumping in the corner and snorted to him. "He wants to go outside."
"You understand him," Ranboo asked, he had been trying to find a book on piglin but now that he knew Tommy could speak it that would be a big help.
"Yeah, Techno taught me," Tommy said, making Ranboo feel stupid. Of course, he should have asked Techno to teach him, but then again he had no idea when he would wake up, and he might end up having to tell Techno about Michael.
"What do you remember," Ranboo asked, trying to get a better idea of what happened to Tommy, even if he wouldn't remember.
"Uh, Philza and Wilbur are my family, Techno is a friend of Dadza's, he was the ruler of some place," Tommy stifled a yawn, "the Antarctic Empire."
"Do you want to stay here until Sam comes back," Ranboo asked, Tommy nodded, leaning his head against him.
"Mhm," Tommy mumbled, the events of the past week finally catching up with him. Now that he was outside and could see the sun his lack of sleep started to take hold.
"I'll see if we have an extra blanket," Ranboo said as Michael looked at Tommy curiously. He went down the ladder to see Tubbo muttering to himself.
"Ranboo, please tell me I was just seeing things up there," Tubbo said, pacing around. "Cause I thought I saw Tommy, young Tommy."
"Oh he's there alright," Ranboo said, "I didn't believe it at first, but of course I've never seen young Tommy. So he couldn't have been an illusion."
"But how is he alive," Tubbo said, sitting down on one of the chests.
"Maybe Sam will know, cause Tommy doesn't remember why he was in there," Ranboo said, he grabbed their extra blanket. "But he is cute like this."
"Don't let him know that," Tubbo let out a small chuckle. When Ranboo went back up Tommy had fallen asleep in Michael's bed, Michael was lying down by him.
"Tubbo, get up here, you need to see this," Ranboo whisper yelled.
"What is it," Tubbo came up and 'aww'ed when he saw the two boys sleeping next to each other. "I forgot how peaceful he is when asleep."
"He sleeps like a baby," Ranboo said, "we're not letting this go when he gets back to normal, right?"
"Definitely not," Tubbo laughed, imagining the amount of teasing they could do with this.
"Ranboo, Tubbo, are you guys here," Sam called from downstairs.
"Shh, Tommy just fell asleep," Ranboo jumped down with Tubbo following behind. "So why is he like this?"
"Dream said he brought Tommy back," Sam said, "and he isn't happy this happened."
"Back, like back from the dead," Tubbo clarified.
"Yes, I'm going to try to look through my books and see if there's anyway to fix this," Sam said, "I just wanted to make sure Tommy was okay, are you guys good to watch him? If not I'm sure I could find Puffy or someone else."
"Well once he wakes up I could take Tommy with me, he's talked alot about Phil and Techno," Ranboo offered.
"I don't know, Phil hasn't been the best parent to Tommy in the past," Sam said, "I'd much rather have him stay here, where I know he's safe."
"Well we can't keep this a secret forever, the entire server knows he died," Tubbo said.
"But if the Eggpire knows he's alive they'll go after him," Sam said, "Sam Nook warned me that they were trying to kill him."
"I think alot more than just them were after him," Ranboo said, "If I remember correctly Niki said Jack had tried to kill him." He left out the part of Niki trying to as well, but she had changed, and she was part of the Syndicate.
"So we keep this between us right now, once we get Tommy aged back up he can decide what he wants to do," Sam said.
"I'll look through Phil's library for a solution," Ranboo pulled out his book to write down a reminder.
"We still have to tell someone, there's going to be times when we're all busy," Tubbo said, "and Tommy's not going to be as willing as Michael to stay here all day."
"I think we can trust Puffy, and possibly Quackity, that way he can be around different people," Sam said, he would have to check how close Tommy and Quackity were. Foolish was an option as well, and could protect Tommy if it came to it, but with the Eggpire attacking Foolish he wasn't so sure.
Later that day Ranboo had met up with Philza to help him work on his cabin. Phil was in the basement, trading with Techno's villagers.
"So Phil, can I ask you about something?" Ranboo said, coming down to help him.
"Of course mate, what's up," Phil said.
"What's the 'Antarctic Empire'," Ranboo asked, what Tommy said earlier stuck with him. And he knew it was safer to ask Phil before Techno.
"Do not ever bring that up with Techno," Phil said, his tone dark and warning. "Where the fuck did you hear that?"
"I- uh, Ghostbur mentioned something about it so I got curious," Ranboo lied, remembering that Sam had wanted to keep Tommy on the down-low for the time being.
"Alright, just don't tell Techno that I told you," Phil said, "the Antarctic Empire is a land far from here, it's where Techno lived before coming here. It's not quite an empire anymore and is the reason he hates government. He saw the state of everyone who lived there and hated himself for it. So he ended his reign and went into hiding, watching as the Empire tore themselves apart."
"That's crazy," Ranboo said, "but it does explain alot."
The next day Sam had run into Quackity while trying to find Puffy or Ranboo. He needed someone to watch Tommy, but Tuboo said he had other things to do.
"Oh thank god, Quackity can you do something for me," Sam said, stopping him.
"Uh, what is it," Quackity asked as Sam threw a book to him.
"Read that and go into the second floor suite of Tommy's hotel," Sam said, "you are to tell no one, if you have any questions find Tubbo or Ranboo."
"What the fuck, I have things I need to do myself," Quackity called as Sam ran off to finish repairing the prison, but with the mining fatigue he didn't know how long it would take him. Quackity sighed as he looked at the book, it wasn't titled and he decided to just pocket it. He walked to the hotel and when he confirmed Jack wasn't there, went up where Sam told him.
"Hallo!" Tommy waved, making Quackity jump. "Are you Big Q?"
"No, no, no," Quackity shook his head, it had to be some cruel joke.
"No?" Tommy said, "are you sad?"
"No! What's your name?" Quackity said, there was no way this was Tommy. He wasn't a kid, he was dead.
"Tommy, I'm five," he said, then walking back to what he was doing. He took a yellow paper he had cut out and put together, and put it on his head. It was a crown. "I'm like Techno!"
"Okay, but why are you a child," Quackity pulled out the book and began to read it. It explained to him the situation as far as they knew, that he was to keep Tommy hidden, and the added death threat if anything happened to Tommy.
"What's wrong with being a child," Tommy asked, everyone had been talking as if him being like this was wrong. This statement make Quackity burst out laughing, the older Tommy would have never said that.
"I don't know, I mean you're probably less of a handful at this age," Quackity said, ruffling Tommy's hair. He had to make the most of this, and he had the perfect idea of how. "How would you like to help me annoy an old grumpy ghost?"
"Sure," Tommy grabbed the moth toy he had spent all of last night begging Sam and Tubbo to make. "Ready."
"What's your moth's name," Quackity asked as he and Tommy left the hotel. Tommy waved by to Sam Nook as they passed him.
"His name is Clementine," Tommy said, Quackity tried not to laugh again as his British accent fully came out when he said the name. "And you have to say it just like me."
"Okay kid," Quackity spotted Jack in the distance, he was coming in their direction. "Listen to me, we're going to play superheroes right now. My name is Big Q, and yours, what's a name you like?"
"Bird man!" Tommy said, Quackity shook his head, there was no way Jack would buy that. "No, um, Sleepy Boi! It's what Wilbur would call us."
"That works. Now I need you to tell everyone you see that's your name, cause we're under cover and we can't let anyone know our real names," Quackity said, he just had to hope Jack would fall for it.
"Okee Big Q," Tommy said as they passed Jack. He originally walked right by, but did a double take when he saw Tommy.
"Wait is that- no that's impossible," Jack stopped, he said it to no one in particular, but Quackity had heard him.
"Who? This kid," Quackity asked, playing it off. "Why don't you tell Jack your name."
"I'm Sleepy Boi!" Tommy said, putting his fist in the air. There was a moment of confusion on Jack's face, but he seemed to buy it.
"Well if this little guy wants to have a room in my hotel, I might be willing to give it at a discount," Jack said, "well I have work to do, see you around Big Q."
"But that's my hotel," Tommy said as Jack went out of earshot, "Sam told me."
"Well right now you're not old enough to own the hotel," Quackity said, "and because Jack is the only employee he automatically got ownership when you were in the prison."
"I'm going to fire him as soon as I take it back," Tommy said, his head held high.
"Alright, you do that," Quackity chuckled, there was a small chance he would actually do that once they found a way to fix him.
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cherrryontawp · 3 years
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young hope (dreamsmp x admin! reader
Well, you certainly didn't expect to find a familiar zombie piglin baby when checking the residents of the players for illegal items.
While on a trip to evaluate the nether, a baby zombie piglin decided to join you. It followed you the whole time, even crossing a small lava lake you flew over.
Before you entered the nether portal to go back, you played with it for a while. The little one had the cutest squeals, and loved when you scratched behind it's ear.
The tiny golden sword it had was chipped and low durability, so you had given it a brand new, shiny, golden sword! You also wrapped a little [color] ribbon around the handle, it was adorable paired with the baby. (You had also offered a netherite sword, but it had refused.)
Back to now, in the residence of Ranboo and Tubbo. You were unaware they had a mob as a child, did X know? You suppose it isn't a bad thing, it's not against the rules but it is certainly... something you didn't expect.
You let out a small gasp, the ribbon is still on the handle! It warms your heart. Who knew you needed that kind of validation from a mob?
Switching out of spectator mode and to creative, you plop yourself next to the baby. It stills, surprised you came out of nowhere, and slowly turns to you. A single white eye stares into you. You let out a sweat, not feeling comfortable under the seemingly judging stare.
Until it let's out a squeal and jumps into your arms. It remembered you! You let out a breathy laugh, petting it's head.
"You haven't changed." You place a hand on your cheek, looking fondly at the small creature. "So silly, so small."
You rub under it's snout, the baby let's out a loud squeal in delight, unknowingly alerting it's parents that you didn't even know were online.
"Micheal!?" A tall player bursts into the room, alarmed at the squeals, before his mismatched eyes fall on you and the piglin. A smaller, fluff of brown hair pops in. "My boy-" he starts, but pauses when his eyes also fall on the two of you.
"Oops, I didn't know you boys were online." You wave a hand in dismissal. "Silly me, I'll be going now."
"Oi, wait-! How did you even get in!? What were you doing with Micheal?" The shorter one points a netherite sword at you. You raise a languid brow in question. The taller one, with half his body white, and the other half black, elbows him harshly.
"Tubbo, what are you doing?" He whispers through gritted teeth. "That's the admin, put your sword away!"
Tubbo let's out an 'eh?' before finally getting a better look at you, and his eyes widen in realization.
The baby zombie piglin, now known as Micheal, catches the glint of the netherite sword and squeals in fright. He jumps in front of you, holding out his tiny golden sword. Tubbo and Ranboos eyes widen.
"Now, now," you speak up, lowering Micheals arm. "It's not nice to point our swords at others. We wouldn't want to lose the ribbon that I gave you, would we Micheal?" The baby in question squeaks and lowers his sword, wrapping a hooved hand around the ribbon.
Ranboo squints his eyes. "Wait, you gave him the ribbon?"
You squint your eyes and give him a challenging smile. "Of course. It's even my color."
Tubbo glances between his child and you. "...Why though?"
"No real reason, I suppose. He wouldn't stop following me, and there wasn't any harm to come from interacting with him." You glance at Micheal, who had settled into your lap. You glance at the sun from outside a window, and turn back to the duo with a smile. "You know, I really shouldn't be here. I have to go finish my rounds, or else X will have my head." Ranboo and Tubbo tilt their heads, confused. Who was X?
You pick up Micheal and set him on the floor. He looks at you confused, so you pat his head again. You turn to the trio again, and give them one last smile.
"Bye."
You teleport to XD, who you knew was waiting outside. The operator wraps a leisure hand around your waist. "Poor things, hoping for a happy ending."
You nod. You highly doubt that baby was going to survive.
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shoezuki · 3 years
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The idea that techno would hurt micheal the lil baby zombie piglin is like. So funny. Why would he?
The mans got distracted by a fox for a minute or two this stream, complained that jack manifold wasnt takin care a it cuz it was eatin sand, n fed it a golden apple.
Techno is Literally the best person on the server to pets n mobs hsjxv
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catzgam3rz · 2 years
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I cant stop thinking about the very unlikely scenario of Micheal (the baby zombie piglin) dying by accident in tomorrow’s rescue stream, like a blooper kind of accident
What the fuck would they do the baby just dropped dead live on stream improv cant save that shit
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lilyminer · 3 years
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Please observe this part of Ranboo’s wiki page, guys Tubbos gonna be a dad!
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mittens-10 · 3 years
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Micheal’s Friend
Micheal was missing.
Dozens of thoughts raced through Tubbo’s mind as he examined the room that used to house the baby zombie piglin. Could he have been kidnapped? Killed?
As he frantically searched around the room, he noticed that one of the windows in Micheal’s corner was open and had a few scuff marks on the wall below, like someone had climbed out of the room.
He rushed to the window, and lo and behold, there was a large indent in the snow preceding a bunch of tiny hoofprints. 
Tubbo immediately ran back to the ladder slid, slid down it, and quickly followed the prints. After running for about a minute, he came across a clearing, and in the middle of it sat Micheal, in his winter coat, playing with some of his toys.
“Oh, thank goodness you’re okay. I thought I had lost you for a moment there,” Tubbo laughed.
Micheal smiled up at his father before grunting and pointing to the trees, like there was someone there.  
Slightly confused, Tubbo picked him up and started carrying him home, before Micheal started making a fuss and pointing with more vigor towards the same spot.  “Micheal, no one is there,” Tubbo said to his son.
Micheal looked at Tubbo, looked at the spot, and calmed down.  The rest of the trek home was pretty much silent, aside from a few snorts from Micheal.
Tubbo would have loved that to be the last time Micheal went missing, but that wish was shattered a few days later when him and Ranboo had found Micheal in the same clearing as before, seemingly communicating with an invisible entity. They brought him home, only for him to go missing every few days under the same circumstances.
They had no idea why, until all of the golden apples in their chests went missing.
They had no idea why, until a random cobblestone tower appeared inside the walls of Snowchester.
They had no idea why, until they found their child bopping a bell back and forth with the ghostly apparition of Tommyinnit.
The ghostly eyes of Tommy seemed to shift towards the two onlookers, before his face shifted from amusement to confusion.
“Tub-bo?”
“Tommy?”
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fruitpilled · 3 years
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okay yeah technoblade being all baby to micheal and whatever is cute and all but piglins are scared of zombie piglins so
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insertusername99 · 3 years
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You know what will make some great angst? Micheal' status as an undead. We know canonically that 'there isn't a thought behind that head' and he isn't afraid of soul fire (supposedly because he can't be) like a normal piglin, but consider this: baby zombie piglins can never grow into adults, and are immortal because they are undead. Baby piglins cannot grow up, and undead mobs cannot grow up, which means that 10 years down the line, Tubbo and Ranboo will be taking care of a ( to be crass) rotting child corpse, whose mind will never develop. Obviously the story won't go that far into the future, but there could be some plot points around Micheal's unmortality. Maybe one of the more knowledgeable adults like Phil could bring it up? There's also the whole unknown interactions with Techno... Keep in mind that all this is just extrapolation from minecraft mechanics, they obviously can just change things with plugins, and trying to predict dream smp is a fruitless endeavour.Just wanted to write down a thought on the long term of Micheal, as a character.
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