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Dream SMP: Tubbo x Executed Reader x Ranboo

No gender specified reader. Mentions of drowning and CPR.

I don’t know much about the SMP so if things aren't accurate I apologize.

<Your POV>

The day of your execution was the worst of your life. The morning a blur of being marched onwards towards the cliff face, where an impossible drop awaited you. Ranboo and Tubbo, your loving husbands, stood by helplessly as George read out your sentence. Dream stood by your side, one hand tightly gripping your arm to prevent escape.

“How do you plea?”, George asked, once it had been read. You didn’t blame him for any of this, it just so happened that Dream had given him kingsmanship, and this was his duty. Executing those who did wrong. In this case, that is exactly what they thought you did.

“I didn’t do anything, I’ve already told you that", you spoke quietly, meeting George's gaze with your own, “But you don’t believe me. So, there’s nothing I can really do, can I?”.

George swallowed and Dream pushed you forward, towards the ledge. The ocean's waters crashed against the rock in a steady beat, matching her own heart's.

“Wait wait wait no please you can’t do this!”, you heard Ranboo cry from behind you. You turned to look at him, Tubbo holding him back. Both of them were near tears. “(Y/N) didn’t do it! They would never-".

“I'm sorry, Ranboo", George cut off, raising a hand to silence him, “But, by order of court I hear by state that (Y/N) is guilty of assault, and is sentenced to death".

You knew this would be the outcome, but hearing it brought a whole new level of pain you weren’t ready for. Changing a glance at your husbands, Tubbo could barely hold Ranboo back. They both looked at you, helplessly. You gave one last smile.

“Boys, I-".

Dream pushed you off the edge. You screamed as you dropped down, hurtling towards the icy sea below. It enveloped you and pulled you down, stealing the precious bubbles of air from you and replacing it with a suffocating liquid. As blackness took over your gaze, your only thought was of your lovers and son. Thankfully, Michael was at home, being watched over by Tommy. You prayed they would be kept safe as the water won and stopped your heart.

 

<Tubbo's POV>

Ranboo screamed as they went over the edge, fighting against my hold. It took every ounce of strength I had not to do the same, but I had to keep him back. My own execution, the fireworks that permanently scarred my skin, is always fresh in my memory. I hated that (Y/N) was being forced to do the same, but I refused to lose Ranboo on the same day.

“Ranboo, please, you can’t go after them! You’re part enderman, you’ll burn!”, I cried, digging my heels into the dirt. Out of the corner of my eyes I could see George watching with a pitiful gaze. The least they could do was help.

“They can’t just die Tubbo! They didn’t do it they-".

“I have proof that (Y/N) didn’t assault Quackity".

I turned to the newcomer. It was Phil, (Y/N)’s father. He looked so hopeful too, but he was too late. His face fell when he saw they weren’t here.

“Don’t- please tell me you didn’t already-".

“Phil, please you have to get them- they were just pushed in please!”, Ranboo cried, finally too tired to struggle against me anymore. I clutched his arm, watching as Phil immediately took flight, wings stretched out behind him, as he dove off the cliff.

I turned to George and Dream, glaring. “Do you see now? (Y/N) would never hurt anyone here! They care for everyone. Do you see what you’ve done?!”, I screamed, getting some small bit of satisfaction when George flinched. Dream was quiet, face hidden beneath his mask, but I hoped he felt guilty. He, George, Quackity, and anyone who thought that my (Y/N) would hurt a hair on anyone.

Phil was up on the cliff again, cradling a pale form in his arms. Ranboo sunk to his knees at the sight, and I clutched him close. (Y/N)’s face was slack, their blue lips slightly parted. But no air was flowing through them. Phil set them down, setting to work at trying to revive them. He pushed down on their chest, counting under his breath as he went. Ranboo was sobbing now. He puffed air into their slack mouth, returning to pumping. I was finally knocked to my knees when the sickening crack echoed. One of their ribs was broken. Ranboo was swearing, pleading, begging under his breath as the tears that trailed down his face burned him. I wanted to help, to at least comfort him, but I couldn’t do anything. I was frozen. Phil was getting desperate now, I could see it on his face. He was muttering something, too soft for me to hear, and I could see his hands were shaking. He’d already lost Wilbur, I guess he didn’t want to lose (Y/N) either. That’s when they coughed.

 

<Ranboo’s POV>

Water splattered out their lips as they choked and coughed, and Phil turned them onto their side, patting their back. “There we go, that’s it, get it all out kid".

When they stopped coughing, drawing in wet breaths, that’s when I sprung forward. I knelt besides them, skin stinging where the water touched it, and drew them into my arms. They were breathing, and oh what a magnificent thing it was. Their lips were finally losing that awful blue colour. Tubbo was next to me in seconds, gently brushing the wet hair from their face.

“(Y/N)”, I whispered softly, rocking them back and forth, “Can you hear me?”.

Their eyes fluttered open, their beautiful, tired eyes and looked at the two of us with a weary smile. Tubbo planted kisses in their hair. I looked to Philza, relief clear in his face and thanked him. He nodded in return.

He then stood, looking to George and Dream with a livid gaze. “Now. How about we go discuss this matter somewhere more… private".

George swallowed, clearly guilty, and nodded. The three of then embarked without another word to us.

“We should get them home", Tubbo suggested, gaining my attention. His blur eyes were teary, but he seemed to be taking charge once again. “They’re starting to shiver”.

Indeed, (Y/N) was curled up against me, shivering like mad. I nodded, swiftly standing and cradling them close. A part of me was still angry, but that could be settled another time. Possibly with TNT.