#ranboo angst

[blunooz]

it’s never really the end.

(cough cough my comms r open cough cough)

#ranboo #ranboo fanart #ranboo angst #ranboo art #ranboolive #ranboo lore #artists on tumblr #art #fanart #idk what tags to use #dsmp fanart #dsmp art #dsmpblr #dsmp lore #dsmp finale

[roseofemerald]

hihi! Can I request Some platonic Ranboo hcs where reader is also part enderman? If not that's totally alright! Feel free to ingore! Make sure to eat, sleep and drink water! Take breaks regularly aswell!!

Yes Yes Of course!

Definitely a protective guy, you're his friend and he won't let you get hurt

You two can hide from the rain together!

No seriously, if it starts raining when he's at your house, expect to have him staying there for days until its dry enough to leave

Grab the blankets and get ready for a sleepover ig

You two have probably been exchanging 1 grass block for months now,

You just keep giving it to the other as a show of love (/p) and then giving it back

He'll leave you things and forget that he left them for you

So he'll freak when he can't find what he wanted to give you, and then calm down when he sees you have it already

And if you're bored, you two can play hide n seek

No I will not elaborate

I hope that's what you were after! Sorry its not a lot, Im tired and Its too early

#ranboo fluff #dsmp x you #mcyt x reader #mcyt fandom #mcyt #dead inside #ranboo #ranboo angst

[ghostly-thing]

hehehe cry >:)

#digital art #ranboo mcyt #ranboo art #ranboo #ranboo lore #ranboo arg #ranboo angst #dsmp art #dsmp ranboo #dsmp lore #dsmp fanart

[obliviannn]

Alright last video I’m posting til I make another animation :]

#dream smp #tubbo dream smp #tubbo fanart #mcyt fanart #dsmp art #c!tubbo #dsmp tubbo #ranboo #ranboo dream smp #tubbo #c!ranboo #dsmp ranboo #ranboo fanart #tubbo angst #ranboo angst #:)

[sleepy-bi666]

hurtcember day 6

Ranboo curls up on himself, his body shaking as he tries to ignore the hunger pains.

Some would think just asking for some food would be less painful than this, but Ranboo didn't want to burden anyone.

The scraps of food he had managed to gather was given to his pets, since he'd rather sacrifice his own health rather than his beloved animals.

He sighs, laying down on his mattress on the floor, which was really more like a few blankets stitched together with a worn out quilt thrown over it, trying to get a bit of sleep.

He curls up in his comforting quilt, despite it not giving much warmth, and lets himself fade into the darkness.

"...blood sugar...low...---sick." Ranboo hears someone say as he slowly fades into a half-asleep state.

Ranboo feels himself being lifted into someone's arms.

He sighs, letting himself finally get help, falling asleep in the person's arms.

#hurtcember #dsmp fanfic #ranboo angst #i beat ranboo up #not literally #ranboo's a goofy goober #ranboo #dsmp ranboo #hurtcember day 6 #hurtcember 2023 #im so tired #im not crying i swear #you can't prove anything

[cedarshade]

respawn

#ranboo #c!ranboo #c!ranboo angst #ranboo angst #dsmp #after the kaboom at las nevadas #tubbo patched him up when he respawned #tw injury #tw blood

[juneofbones]

The bench trio have a happy day out!

#tommyinnit #tommyinnt fanart #ranboo #ranboo fanart #tubbo fanart #tubbo #micheal dsmp #micheal underscore beloved #dream smp fanart #dsmp fanart #dsmp art #ranboo angst #tommyinnit angst #tubbo angst #ignore the angst tags this is all smiles ! /s #mcyt fanart #art #my art #drawing #digital art #ctommy #c!tommy #ctubbo #c!tubbo #cranboo #c!ranboo #c!benchtrio #bench trio

[tsukimi-fushi]

𝙾𝙷 𝚃𝙰𝙺𝙴 𝙼𝙴 𝙱𝙰𝙲𝙺 𝚃𝙾 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁𝚃

𝖂𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘:

𝕸𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓𝖘 𝖔𝖋 𝖘𝖚𝖎𝖈𝖎𝖉𝖊, 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖑𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖑𝖞… 𝖉𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖍.

𝕬𝖓𝖌𝖘𝖙

I apologize if I make any mistakes, my main language is not English

I also apologize if you don’t like this

apologies if this is cringe

ℝ𝕒𝕟𝕓𝕠𝕠 𝕩 𝕗𝕖𝕞!𝕤/𝕠 / ℝ𝕒𝕟𝕓𝕠𝕠 𝕩 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣

Ranboo had been waiting for his lover who’s in the bathroom to get dressed since they had planned a date today, but it had already been 40 minutes and he was starting to get worried

𝙉𝙤𝙗𝙤𝙙𝙮 𝙨𝙖𝙞𝙙 𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙮

her hands shook as she covered her mouth, her body bending over the sink, she knew she took to long in the bathroom and she’s guessing that her beloved was getting worried

she then drank another bottle of pills, her vision started to blur as she then held her head and started feeling dizzy…

Ranboo heard a thud come from the bathroom as his eyes widened, he rushed to the bathroom door and tried to open it but it was locked

“ l-love please open the door. “ he stuttered at first, he started getting more worried when he got no response

𝙄𝙩'𝙨 𝙨𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙖 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙪𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩

he pushed the door open, and when the door opened his eyes widened when he saw his lover on the floor her breathing laboured

His hands shook as he immediately kneeled onto the ground and held his possibly dying lover

𝙉𝙤𝙗𝙤𝙙𝙮 𝙨𝙖𝙞𝙙 𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙮

His hands shook as he found his phone in his pocket as he started to dial 999

“ hello sir, what’s wrong? “

“ Please help… I think my lovers dying! “ he tried to stay calm but his stuttering didn’t make it convincing, he gripped her hand

“ Okay, Okay, I need you to stay calm sir. “

“ Where’s your address? “

“ ######## ####### ##### “

“ Thank you for your cooperation sir, we will be there as fast as we can. “ the operator hung up on him as he placed his phone on bathroom floor

“ Don’t worry… the paramedics will arrive soon. “ He said his voice stuttering as a tear dropped from his eye, “ p-please try to hold on until they arrive… I can’t lose you.. “ she looked at him and with her remaining strength wiped the tear away and held his face

“ Oh love… you look handsome… “ she said with a smile and a tears dropping from her eyes

“ please don’t die on me now… “ she weakly chuckled

“ I love you always… “ she muttered weakly as she pecked his cheek

“ m-maybe w-when t-the t-time is r-right… y-you w-will find me a-again. “ she stuttered, from what y/n saw. Ranboo looked confused before he shook her head and held her closer to him, she smelled his perfume… “ his perfume smells good… “ y/n thought smiling her vision slowly turning black

“ h-hey “

𝙉𝙤 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙖𝙞𝙙 𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙗𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙

“ s-stay w-with m-me..! “ he started to freak out

“ I will love you always… “ he heard her say before her eyes closed shut, his entire figure shook his other hand touching where her pulse is supposed to be when he found none he started to cry

“ P-please n-no, “

𝙊𝙝, 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙢𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩

#ranboo #ranboo angst #ranboo x reader #angst #ranboo x y/n #ranboo x you

[fawnuss]

ouch

#ranboo #ranboo fanart #ranboolive #art #digital art #artists on tumblr #fanart #ranboo art #fawnuss' art tag #ranboo angst #just in case idk im so bad at tagging this sort of thing #just stay safe yall

[honalele]

Cracks in the Ceiling

Ranboo stared at the ceiling of his of his bedroom. He was lying on the floor, trying to numb the emotions bubbling in his stomach. It had been over sixteen years since he last saw this ceiling. Sixteen years for him, but only seven months for the ceiling. He wondered which had changed more.

The ceiling had a few cracks in it. Ranboo traced them with his finger. Were those cracks already there, or did they develop while he was gone? Ranboo racked his brain trying to remember. He should’ve paid closer attention.

The door opened from downstairs.

“Michael I’m home!”

“Daddy!”

“Aww, come here. Sup little man. Daddy’s gotta put away the groceries.”

“Michael help?”

“Yes of course! Take these they’re not too heavy.”

“Boo help too?”

“Boo doesn’t like chores. His ouchie hurts too much.”

“Boo has no more ouchie.”

“What are you talking about little man? Careful, don’t drop those.”

Ranboo hadn’t moved from his place on the floor. Tears blurred his view of the ceiling, but he didn’t let them run. It had been so long since he last heard Tubbo’s voice. He thought he’d be ready to see the boy, but he was nervous. How do you talk to someone you died for? What words would ever heal the gap of seven months?

Ranboo blinked his tears away and watched the cracks in his ceiling as Tubbo and Michael put away the groceries.

“Last one daddy!”

“Michael put that down. It’s too heavy, you’ll hurt yourself.”

“Ow!” Michael started to cry.

“What did I tell you? Let me see.”

“I’m sorry daddy.” Michael sobbed.

“Don’t be sorry. Just be careful next time. Here, I’ll get you a band-aid.”

Ranboo’s stomach turned to stone when he heard the creaking floorboards of the staircase.

He stayed frozen on the floor, staring up at the ceiling. There was a pause. The air went dry. The north had never been so silent.

Ranboo felt Tubbo’s presence move across the room. He opened a chest and dug around for a bit. Ranboo’s throat felt like cobwebs. He couldn’t move. He couldn’t speak. Tubbo found what he was looking for, closed the chest, and went back downstairs to help Michael.

Tubbo’s voice was different now. He spoke softly to Michael, muttering things like, “hold still” and, “I know it hurts”.

Ranboo listened to the sound of his own heartbeat. He felt too numb to move, but he couldn’t stay on the floor forever.

“There we go. All better.” Tubbo said. Michael thanked him and there was a brief silence that was interrupted by the sound of someone turning on the tap. Plates and silverware clanged together.

Ranboo blinked and took a deep breath. It took every last bit of strength to pull his body up from the floor. He stuffed his hands in his pockets and slowly made his way downstairs. He had to duck under the doorway. He wasn’t sure why it was built so low.

Tubbo was doing the dishes. He didn’t look over. Not even once.

“Tubbo I-” He was interrupted by a loud crash of silverware being tossed into the sink. Tubbo kept cleaning.

Ranboo wasn’t quite sure what this was. Tubbo could be so hard to read sometimes. After Aimsey convinced Dream to revive him, she told Ranboo that Tubbo must have changed. That he couldn’t possibly be the same person from before. But this looked pretty familiar to Ranboo. Tubbo wasn’t an easy person to know, but that didn’t mean Ranboo cared about him any less.

“It’s summer. I saw the snow melting outside.” Ranboo said. Tubbo continued to ignore him. “Of course, not all the snow will melt. It’s always freezing out here.” Ranboo took a few small steps forward.

“I told her not to do it.” Tubbo said under his breath.

“What?” Ranboo asked, but he was silenced by Tubbo throwing the plate he was cleaning into the sink and frantically drying his hands. Ranboo followed as Tubbo rushed over to his winter coat, threw it on, grabbed his sword, and headed outside. The boy quickly made his way through the snow, tying the belt with his scabbard along the way.

“Tubbo wait.” Ranboo caught up to him and pulled his arm, causing Tubbo to fumble his belt and accidentally drop the sword into the snow.

“Let me go.” Tubbo ordered as he tried to pull away. But Ranboo wouldn’t let go. He couldn’t.

Tubbo struggled to pry Ranboo’s hand from his arm, but Ranboo grabbed Tubbo’s other arm so that he couldn’t. Then, Tubbo turned both his hands into fists and began pushing Ranboo away. The pushing turned into punching, but Ranboo didn’t budge. He studied Tubbo’s face, his gaze never meeting Ranboo’s. Not even once. Tubbo wasn’t hitting to get away, nor was he angry. Every hit seemed harder on Tubbo than it did on Ranboo.

Eventually, the boy exhausted himself. He took a moment to catch his breath, then stepped in close, wrapping his arms around Ranboo.

“How could she do this?” He sobbed.

Ranboo gently wrapped his arms around Tubbo, and this time he couldn’t stop the tears from falling.

“I hate everyone so much and I don’t know why.”

A cool wind washed over them. A sea of leaves rustled beyond the fence.

“You were all I had. They always kill everything I have.”

Ranboo held onto Tubbo as if the world were crumbling around them. He wanted to say that everything was alright. He wanted to comfort him, and tell him things would go back to normal.

But deep down he knew the ceiling never had so many cracks.

#dreamsmp #dsmp #dreamsmp fanfic #ranboo #ranboo fanfic #c!ranboo #beeduo #c!beeduo #tubbo #c!tubbo #dsmp ranboo #dsmp tubbo #tubbo fanfic #ranboolive #dsmp michael #the beloved underscore family #the beloved family #ranboo's revival #ranboo angst #tubbo angst #beeduo angst #aimsey #c!aimsey #dsmp fanfic #dsmp angst #the revive book

[spacey-the-belobed]

don’t imagine cRanboo quietly singing happy birthday to himself in limbo. Don't imagine their voice cracking before bursting into sobs. Don’t imagine them grieving for the birthdays he never got to spend with his family.

Don’t imagine them not knowing if they even got the date right.

#ranboo #c ranboo #dsmp ranboo #dsmp #ranboo angst #happy 2 years everyone #llimbo #he's not having a good time

[goldiesflag]

Been writing a darkish fic

Head cannon for why Ranboo is half white and black! Sit back and watch as I struggle to explain this for the third time.

Endermen aren’t born. They’re brought into existence by the void (connects overworld to the end) starting from young children. The void sends the children to hauntings. It will not send one to a single enderman.

Sometimes, in the void, the children get caught amongst the nothingness. They get lost. Overstaying your welcome in the void isn’t good for anyone, and their skin begins to change. They grow weaker as they start to die. Some fade away then and there, but some find their way again, finally being sent out to the overworld with their new haunting.

But now, they’re weaker. They’re different. White sticks out easily in the dark, and endermen are children of the night. One child could bring the death of the whole haunting. So they are left to die, or are killed.

#dream smp #ao3fic #fanfic recommendation #dream smp au #ranboo #ranboo angst #enderman ranboo #enderman #dreamsmp headcanon #ranboo headcanon #hurt/comfort #tommyinnit #tubbo underscore #philza #technoblade #wilbur soot #fanfic

[ze-maki-nin]

My entry for the @mcytblraufest ! Hopefully, this is ok @nerdiestnerdtoevernerd !

Words; 1k+

A/n; This is Ranboo-based angst [-ish] fic! There is an implied C!Ranboo x C!Tubbo [Or however you call it hguwo-] at the end. [Which might not be that good due to me trying to get an ending out >-< Apologies for that!]

The room spun around him as he struggled to stay standing. His heart was pounding in his ears as his vision began to fill with purple spots.

Ranboo covered his ears in an attempt to block out all noise and focus on staying in control.

Stumbling around the room blindly as he kept his eyes closed tightly, Ranboo ran into bookcases making the books scattered across the floor, and tripping over chests and boxes full of random stuff, making him whimper in pain as they scraped his calves and ankles. His suit became torn and dirty as he continued to trip over things, the objects grabbing at his legs and arms, pulling him one way and then the other.

His head felt like exploding, his eyes burning with tears that he tried to hold back. The few tears that did escape burned his skin, creating more pain for him. Finally running into an empty wall, Ranboo leaned against it for a bit as he tried to regain his breathing. 

Sliding down towards the ground, the enderman whimpered once more as he felt the rough wall tear at his suit, ripping even more holes in it.

“Please Please Please Please” The boy whispered to himself, feeling his body begin to glitch in and out of reality. “Not now, not now” As he continued to whisper to himself, tears began to roll down his face like a waterfall, burning his skin.

And just like that, he vanished from the room, only leaving behind purple particles and the mess.

-----

Lying peacefully in the middle of the forest on his side was Ranboo, his eyes closed and breathing steady. He seemed calm and at peace but the blood staining his ripped and dirty suit told a different story. 

The sun shines down on the mess of the male, making him groan and roll over to his back, his arm lazily lifting to cover his eyes.

Rambo gritted his teeth together to stop himself from whimpering in pain as he tried to move his legs. “Why does everything hurt?” He said slowly, muscles screaming in pain as he tried to slowly sit up to see where he was.

Looking around at his surroundings, Ranboos' eyebrows furrowed in confusion as he finally realized he was in the middle of a forest. From what he remembers he was in the basement of his shared home last, not in some forest.

Shakily standing up, Ranboo ignored his body that was screaming at him to just sit and not move at all. He had to get home to Tubbo and Micheal, he didn't know how long he was gone from home.

Just as he was about to start walking, he looked down at the ground to see if he dropped anything, only to see the grass covered in blood. Breathing, getting caught in his throat, Ranboo stumbled back and clutched his heart, only to feel the red liquid on his suit making him quickly pull his hand back.

Staring at his hands in horror, Ranboo stumbled back with wide eyes. Whose blood was this? It wasn't his, he was purple! But if not his then who was it?

It definitely had happened after he teleported. So what had happened after he teleported? It looked like he went on a rampage! But that'd never happen, right? He'd never hurt anybody? Right?

“Oh god,” Ranboo panted out, his breathing picking up as his hands shook in fear. “No, I didn't-I couldn't have-” As he began to ramble out excuses and questions, trying to convince himself that he didn't do it and that something happened while he was out.

Falling to his knees, the boy gripped his hair as he stared wide-eyed at the ground below him. He began to glitch in and out of reality once more as thoughts ran through his head. 

He couldn't have done it! He wasn't able to hurt a fly without crying and apologizing profusely! 

As he continued to shake on the ground, his surroundings began to become blurry before he completely glitched out of reality once more.

-----

Once more, Ranboo ended up on the ground. This time he was in front of the home he shared with Tubbo.

The snow was slowly burning his exposed skin. Yet despite the burning sensation, he didn't wake up. He didn't store or wince in pain.

He simply laid there. The snow slowly burns his skin, turning it purple with blood. The white snow around him looked like a grape.

The door to the cabin creaked open, a tired Tubbo standing there. His eyes scanned the surrounding area.

Once they reached the ground in front of the cabin, a gasp left his mouth.

“Ranboo!”

Rushing down the steps, the Ram-hybrid fell into the snow. His hands frantically tried to pick up the tall boy.

“Come on Come one” He mumbled to himself, struggling to get the boy over his shoulder.

The purple blood of Ranboo dripped down Tubbos's clothes. His laky body was messily draped over the more petite boy's shoulder.

Taking a small, shaky step up the stairs, Tubbos eyes began to fill with tears. His husband had been lying in the snow for who knows how long. His purple blood pooled around him and staining everything it touched.

Who wouldn't be worried? The one they married, the love of their life, on the floor with their blood surrounding them. A horrific sight.

With the thought that if they were there sooner. If they thought to check sooner. Noticed they were gone. They could have prevented it, prevented them from getting hurt.

Tubbo cursed under his breath as he hit the slightly ajar door with his shoulder. The door swung open with much force, slamming against the wall. 

As Tubbo dragged the unconscious body of his spouse to the couch. A little figure was peeking its head out of the attic. Their golden eyes were wide with worry and curiosity.

What had happened to their Dad? Why was he purple? Why is he sleeping? Was he sleeping outside?

Many questions filled the tiny piglets mind. Maybe he could ask his Dads after his nap.

With that goal in mind, the child slipped back up into the attic.

#mcytblr au fest #ranboo mcyt #ranboo dsmp #ranboo angst #ranboo fic #beeduo fanfic #beeduo fic #beeduo au #beeduo dsmp #dont really know what to tag this as lol

[wilburscraft]

I just realized cranboo will never be able to watch micheal_ b grow up

#no one touch me #I’m fucking EVHJFEJJN /neg #ranboo angst #cw implied character death #micheal beloved #dsmp #ranboo #cranboo #wilbur won’t shut up

[angelsandarsenic]

As of now I officially have the last four chapters of Your Name is Precious (And so are You) finished! I'll edit them in the next week or so and post :)

#peer pressure duo #technoblade #ranboo #dsmp fairy au #fae!technoblade #dsmp fanfics #dream smp fanfiction #beeduo #revengers dsmp #archive of our own #quotev #angst #whump #dsmp angst #Ranboo angst #sbi au #dream smp au #Your Name is Precious (and so are you) #The Monarch Project

[sleepy-bi666]

Hurtcember day 8

Ranboo is just minding his own business, trying to get his pets something to eat, when suddenly his vision goes black, and he wakes up in a void of sorts.

"H-hello?" They call out, voi's voice shaky.

The world seems to fade out around him and he finds himself with his hands covered in dark purple blood. His own, he assumes, as he has never seen a hybrid with the same color blood as that.

The world fades out again and he wakes up on the grass, his pet catHades trying to get him to wake up.

"What was that?" Ranboo murmurs to xyrself anxiously as he sits up slowly.

A memory, he supposed. One he didn't recall, of course.

#tw: mention of blood #hurtcember day 8 #i beat ranboo up #ranboo angst #dsmp #anti dreamwastaken #dni dream stans #dream is bad (both in my au and irl) #im just in a silly goofy mood #prompt: flashback #i take requests #requests are open