#boo boy || ranboo

[poggersbastard]

"IF I MAKE IT THROUGH TONIGHT, EVERYBODY'S GONNA HEAR ME OUT!"

[agentbobr]

sbi au where it all takes place in fallout!

kristen and phil manage the small farm they've grown while also managing their children who they just randomly found and took in!

wilbur, a rogue synth who while trying to escape the institute, ran into a phil's barn to hide leading to him being found by phil and being taken in

tommy who got abandoned by the brotherhood of steel after being "to loud and obnoxious" and was left on the doorstep of their house on a "mission" of looking for a synth 👀

techno was a trained mercenary at the age of 15, he was sent to raid phil and kristen but after being shown immediate kindness (and potato's), he decided to stay and help with farming along with keeping away raiders!

along with side characters,

niki is the traveling merchant who offers help to whoever may need it!

tubbo comes by occasionally to play with tommy, he's the same age as him (10), and is also a synth (a prototype for shaun before gaining sentience and running away)

ranboo, who always lands his shots no matter what. a little to similar to a certain stranger......

and that's it, might add more if i remember this au lol might draw art for it if it's wanted 👀

[freakinhorse123]

We all know who has the superior ritties

[catzgam3rz]

Also bold of you to assume Ranboo hasn't been following you with hid secret blog /hj

IM ONTO YOU BOO BOY

Hey man i'm not against that, if there is any way on this earth Ranboo has seen my Hatsune Mikboo I'd say that'd be a win for good 'ol AJ

[jonquilandlace]

So Toothpaste Boy.

Fire Emblem Engage was announced and this,,, travesty of character design was put in front of our eyes. He looks sweet and I'll probably like him but you gotta admit its not great looking. That's not the point of this post.

The point of this post is who he reminded me of.

So I'm about to be called out I can feel it coming but

Ranboo. Featuring shitty thirty second photoshop.

Yeah that's all.

[starlyte-writes]

Losing my MIND over the couple cRanboo minutes that’s all we’re gonna have for probably months and I am CLINGING TO IT

[moltengoldveins]

ok but I have Thoughts about the way Minecraft usernames translate to actual names, both irl and in fanfic. They’re definitely ‘obsessed with structure and grumpy at inconsistency flavor autism’ thoughts but still. I find it weird how we cut and paste the media we’re given to fit what we view as functional worldbuilding, and how that gets screwy when translating online names.

like, you’re working with several categories here. The person’s actual real name, their irl nickname, their gamer tag, a name possibly contained by or possibly the entirety of that gamer tag, and any extra pieces or symbols in the gamer tag. And you have the weird situation where those categories might not easily translate to a ‘First Name Last Name’ structure. For an example, we’ve got Phil Watson, who’s gamer tag is ‘Ph1LzA,’ and is called Philza Minecraft or Philza. The ‘Minecraft last name’ is a…. Bit? A joke? A reference to a bit of lore? It’s unclear. The ‘Za’ bit was put there for flair and is now an integral part of his name. Sometimes it’s his last name. Sometimes his real last name is chucked in there. the 1 in his actual username is literally never referenced in nicknames or fic it’s like it’s not even there. But that’s a simple one. What about Tubbo_? because we call him Tubbo Underscore. Like. We say the ‘_’ aloud. Why do we do that. What has possessed us to make that decision? What about FitMC? I’ve usually heard it said ‘Fit Emsee.’ Why say that, and not say ‘Minecraft? That’s not even really a last name, it’s just like…. His full first name. Fit is used more like a shortened nickname. BadBoyHalo. Like. ‘Bad boy’ is a slang term, not a name. It would make the most sense to call him Halo, that’s the distinct noun in the name, the term the ‘bad boy’ bit is referring to. Like ‘GoodTimesWithScar’ but noooo. Bad. Halo is usually a last name, if it’s there at all. Skeppy on the other hand is… just his name. No last name ever. Technoblade is also weird. Technoblade is his full name. We call him that. We ALSO call him ‘Techno,’ and use Blade as a last name. We also use Blade as a title. What the heck. GeminiTay. We call her Gem. We use Tay as a last name sometimes. Her name is a Zodiac constellation. Literally nowhere I’m have I seen that affect her naming conventions. IJevin. We just… remove the I. For everything. This wouldn’t bother me except we don’t do it with everyone and I’m starting to get annoyed by the inconsistency. GoodTimesWithScar. Ok. This one also bugs me. Like, most fics call him Scar Goodtimes when they need a name. I’m not gonna dig into it but that’s…. Why? Why that? Grian never gets a last name. Ranboo sometimes gets chopped into Ran and Boo but usually he’s an Underscore or he’s last nameless. Wilbur Soot functions wonderfully (until the get involved shhhh) but it’s too close to his real name it gets very confusing.

anyway, all of this sucks, I hate it all, we’re a terrible fandom /hj

all that nonsense aside, yknow who has a functional Firstname Lastname username? It’s even got a space, and proper capitals: Mumbo Jumbo. That’s who. Look at that. It’s perfect. Everyone should be more like Mumbo Jumbo. Thank you and good night.

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Edit: I know about Ranboo Beloved and Grian Dreamslayer and the various other characters whose names I didn’t mention perfectly in this post. This was no piece of journalism, this was an old man shouts at cloud meme personified. I was very overstimulated and this was what happened to catch my autistic ire. I’m not upset, just figured I’d clarify, a lot of people seem distressed at my not mentioning Beloved. Hope y’all are having a lovely day 💜

[loonfromq]

hey remember the

yeah tht.

so we either have seen three eps of the total genloss saga, or, as i believe, one.

since what we just saw was generation loss: the social experiments. tse. and since that's the only one thats labelled, that must be what we saw. ofc hiccups bc a vhs tape can only have about 2hrs of footage on it, and there were more like four hours of total gl. still! we can only wait and see.

plus. i didn't want to divie up posts again and due to. complications. wont be able to add this to my gl masterpost. so!

nex theory.

see those spike boys?

see the bottom edge of that box? none of that is long enough to actually hurt him.

i mean that might be just so, irl, it wouldn't actually hurt him.

BUT ITS ALSO POSSIBLE

that showfall didn't actually kill him.

he was their hero after all.

they're not going to let him go that easily.

and we've seen w/ sneeg and charlie and such that showfall can fake deaths (or possibly even brings them back(?)) with relative ease.

it wouldn't be a surprise at all if they brought him back without our input.

we've seen before w/ showfall that choice is an illusion

and that we're as much in this game as ranboo is.

(like when i nearly cried myself to sleep last night remembering how b!boo hadn't trusted us with the color codes like we don't see what you see, yes, but we see everything else we understand your predicament you just dont understand ours we saved your life like one, two, three, four times by then maybe mroe we care for you you're our little blorbo we want the best for you even when you cant see our words but lets just forget about that, no,; we're watching this bc you're there no othre reason, if this was really really real we would have got you out by now bc your pain is ours; but no, you can trust the stranger with the masks and cameras and obvious lies, you cant trust youre own fans we literlly know you better than you know yourself WHY CANT YOU EUNDERSTAND)

[maeizy]

C!ranboo little sister x reader!

I HATE MYSELF RN, I LOST THE DANG REQEST THERE WAS TWO AND I REMEMBERED THE FIRST ONE- sjdjdnsidndoanfiehidn anyways the request was by @fantasyfiction-net ! and no I dont have a discord server yet! Ill try and make one though, ty for the advice! And yes I'd love to be freinds!!:D annnyways- ONWARD!!

INFO FOR REQESTS MY FANDOMS, AS WELL AS BLOG

GENRE: PURE FLUFF!<3

SYPNOSIS:x-reader where very young sibling,age 4-5. of C!ranboos, gets close with the sbi, Tubbo, philza, tommy ecr. To where he thinks they like the sbi more than him but they dont.

PRONOUNS: gn

TRIGGERS: getting hurt; (by water[since readers also half enderman]), no others!

Notes <3- totally didnt forget about this- I kinda hate it but its whatever I guess. Sorry for being so inactive as of kate, I'm making a lot of more fics, not in this fandom but in others like Lockwood and co ect. Please please please make sure to check out my blog info and my other stuff I have it linked in ever post :D sorry of this is trash but I hope y'all enjoy anyways.

you and ranboo where getting ready to go to philzas house it had just started to snow. you had always been fascinated by the white floating specs that reminded you of your very own purple ones that floated around you from time to time connecting to you to your ender man heritage.

"Y\N!" your older brother Ranboo yelled out as your tiny bare feet thudded out of the shack door breaking free from your bigger brothers arms to excitedly run out to the snow and attempt to flop down on it, but as soon as your bare skin touched the cold frozen flakes of water it burned, the excitement was then sucked away, as a searing pain tore through the pads of your exposed feet.

an enderlike screech of pain burst from your shocked mouth and purple particles was all your vision picked up on as you subconsciously teleported back, with a soft woosh, you popped back into the small space of the entrance of the Shack, that you and ranboo called home.

upright and confused, you where frantically holding your foot with a Audible "ow,ow,ow,ow,ow-" trying to balance on one leg and hopping backwards. already loosing your balance due to your freakishly long limbs for your age. (Thank your enderside) with a hiss you where sent wheeling back. being uncorranated as is, and then adding the fact you where standing how you where at the moment, you knock things down with you as you fall and land on your back with another shriek and a loud thump.

You let out another small, half hurt half annoyed huff, as tears formed at the ends of your green and red eyes. ranboo panicked running over in a semi-shocked state to grab onto you checking the red scorch marks on your left foot as you pushed yourself up on your elbows to let out another soft "ow" as he bent down to pick up your small 5 year old form.

being carefull not to bump into anything as he stumbled to set you on the staircase as he went to go grab some bandages rambling on with a " oh no!- I said to get your enchanted shoes on! Water hurts us-aww no please don't cry- healing poti-TUBBO"

The shorter boys head popped around the thrown open door as cold wind pushing its way in in a blizzard you hadn't noticed brewing till now, too focused on the throb in your foot.

The boys chipper voice was followed by ranboo half falling down the stairs to greet him and help you "Hi ran boo and- RANBOO WHY ARE THEY CRYING?!" ranboo fumbled with The wrappings as he wrapped it around the fresh wound " they went outside! in the snow! without enchanted boots and got hurt when it melted on them!" The little kid rushed over to tubbo hugging him tightly completely oblivious to ranboo who was trying to help; and ran into the shorter hybrids arms tubbo stooped to pick the younger child up as he set them down again on the staircase.

She wasn't full blown crying now, just sniffling as she tried to wipe of runaway tears as tubbo patted her head warmly with a small comforting grin to calm her nerves. she let the goat boy wrap the rest of the bandages around her foot then gave him an exited hug and a small. "thank you tubtub!" And got to her feet ignoring the ache and running to the front door to pick up her shoes, while ran boo wined a little at The younger boo and crossed his long arms in silent protest, giving a little huff of annoyance.

Tubbo chuckled "apparently she just likes me more" he said in a joking tone. But ranboo frowned "pftt-no.she-" tubbo laughed again as ranboos face turned a shade out of embarrassment. "whatever" he grumbled as he walked over to little y\n as she finished yanking the big enchanted boots onto her much smaller feet. she hummed with a happy little smile as he watched her with furrowed eyebrows standing their a little she got up humming a song tommy taught her and unconsciously grabbed his bigger hand bouncing as she pulled him outside "Phil's!phils!phils!" She chanted as her hand slipped from his when they got to the front porch of their small home in the snowy biome. Phil and technos conjoined house in the distance, lit with a warm light as the girl twirled through the snow twords it.

Ranboo teleported to the front step of philzas house with ease and tubbos head peeked out of the door of ranboos house, confused and annoyed, his shouts unheard as he ran across the landscape to join ranboo, and his sibling, who was huffing up the steps. "Cheater" you glared with a tired face. Your brother grinned as tubbo caught up. they didn't bother to knock as tubbo opened the door lazily and thunked his snow boots on the side of the doorframe. piles of snow landing on the hardwood deck from his boot.

The younger boo copied his actions holding onto the door frame for balance. And with a less powerful kick, her boot collided with the door, sending a little amount of Triump into the girl as she soon forgot about it and rushed into the house.

when she spotted philza and Wilbur having a chat in the kitchen she ran straight to them ranboo trailed aimlessly after her finding a spot next to tubbo as he chatted with tommy. Tomny and tubbo where fighting over who got the last peice of cake to which ranboo intervened and took it holding it above their heads while he took little pieces to eat himself while tommy and tubbo complained.

The little girl rushed over to hug phil who managed a "hey mate!" and patted her head and before he could say anymore she found techno who was talking to Wilbur.

"no -you have to kill them, then you can drag them into the-" he spotted the younger girls salt and pepper hair as she was silently staring curiously at him. He switched up his words as she walked up to him with a small cautious and confused face "kill someone?!" You questioned "uh-but of course we would skip the uh first step. and We would -drag them... to a nice place to have a talk-" she laughed hugging the pig-man who akwardly patted her back with a grimance. A glare shot from wilbur burned into technos skull.

You then hugged Wilbur who already had his arms stretched out. and with a warm smile she ran straight into him as she gripped his jumper with all her force. She leaned her small form back to Look up at his muddy eyes. With a mischievous grin then snatched his glasses off his scarred nose putting them on there face quickly, and dodging his long arms they Ignored the shouts of the older man. running off to find philzas arms to hide in. You darted into the living room, stopping shortly to take in there surroundings. the chatter from the boys, the sun streaming through the window, and the wonderful smells coming from the kitchen of whatever Phil was mixing up. it was comforting, but the loud footsteps behind them where not.

You couldn't make it to philza in time so you went to the person you would normally go for comfort, ranboo. Your brothers long limbs where crisscrossed on the floor and he silently nodded along as tubbo and tommy conversed. His green and red eyes found yours and his mouth turned into a grin and you sprinted twords him. Tommy spotted you coming there way and intervened "HEY y\n!" His bandaged arms opened wide, with a boyish toothy grin. Before you could decide who to go to, Wilbur rounded the corner. a glare set on his face as he squinted at her. "AHAHHHH" you ran straight into tommy.

the betrayal on ranboos face was prominent, his arms dropped slowly to his sides as his smile faded. though he didn't show it his heart panged a little As Tommy's arms locked in around you. He was supposed to be the one you ran too. He was your brother!

Wilbur barreled into the living room trying to take you from him. Tommy attempted to throw you on the couch and quickly cover you up with a pillow but it didn't work. The fight was over, Wilbur grabbed his glasses back off your defeaded half dead looking form and grabbed the pillow and proceeded to beat tommy with it.

You lifted yourself up, your hair now disheveled from the two brothers. You looked over to ranboo, your own brother, who looked a bit downtrodden. A wary smile was shot tword you, you huffed, feeling a bit tired you walked over to him, laying your head on his shoulder and gripping his arm "you ok big man?" He said as he patted your head lovingly "yes-can we go home now?" you yawned "we can- but I thought you wanted to hang out with techno, and tommy and-" " ranboo! I wanna spend time with you!" you smiled up at him, your eyes squinted. ranboo, forgetting you where a very unfiltered five year old died at your next words "Tommy's a little loud anyways-" he Busted open with laughter as wilbur did too, pausing over Tommy's defeated form on the spot on the floor where he had been being hit multiple times with the soft round throw pillow clutched in wills grip, tommy yelled in protest "HEY! I PROTECT YOU AND THIS IS HOW YOU REPAY ME??" You look at him blankly " ummmmm- yes." Ranboo shoots grin his way, and scoops you up and grabs your shoes. As you slowly drifted off to sleep, you could hear techno voice echo " the kid was right, you are really obnoxious tommy" and another yelp from the blonde boy as a pillow thrown from techno this time, hit him square in the face. another loud scream was heard this time from tubbo "GET WRECKED" and a bust of laughter was heard.

This was your family.

And as you grew up, it always stayed that way, no matter what you went through, this, what some would call a ragtag group. was stuck with you, as family and you were ok with that, as long as your big brother stuck by your side, you felt impossible.

[lanaxoxoxoxoxox]

HMMM I SAW THOSE DIALOGUE PROMPTS so i'm gonna give u one before i go to bed!

“why can’t i get you out of my head?” with ranboo?? :0

xoxo love u lana take care bb /p <3

i- this is perfect. literally perfect.

i know this fic is long BUT TRUST ME ON THIS ONE !!

"why can't i get you out of my head?"

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ranboo x gn!reader

warnings: brainrotting fluff that will make you want to cry /pos,

definition: everytime you have tried to tell ranboo you admire them by giving hints

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y/n's pov

where it started !

"Hey Will?" I spoke up into the mic.

Wilbur's voice came through my headphones. "Yes?" he said, taking a sip of his water.

I paused. "I think I'm going to tell Ran I like them."

Since Wilbur's webcam on, I could see him spit out his drink in surprise.

"You- what?! Really?" I nodded, laughing at his response. "That's amazing, Y/n. How are you going to do it?" he asked.

I explained to Will how I was going to slowly compliment him and just make it obvious bit by bit until Ran finally said something.

"That's actually.... really smart." he laughed.

"I know, right?!"

brighton beach !

It was 11:38 pm at night, and my eyes were slowly starting to close. Will had invited the other Sorry Boys and I to come see the Lovejoy gig in Brighton. The show was incredible overall, but the thing that was running through my mind is how I was going to first start the confession mission, as Will and I called it.

All of us were walking down a dark alleyway that was barely lit. Street lights flickering every other minute, and closed shop signs hung on the doors. We finally got to the pier, and walked down to the beach.

Coming down to the beach in Brighton was always a treat, even during the day and it's super busy, or if there's not really "sand", and the beach is just slippery rocks. At night it was especially great, because no one was there except for the occasional teenagers. Everyone else stared at the soft waves crashing against the shore, with the stars glimmering behind it. "What was I looking at?" you might ask. I was looking at the glimmering thing next to me, Ran.

They were looking at the view in front of them, their gray eyes glimmering from the reflection of the stars above. Their hair was fluffy and had streaks of caramel brown from the early morning sun.

I kept looking at them, admiring their features rather than the once in a lifetime view in front of me.

Ran finally turned their head and saw me looking at them, instantly making eye contact with me for a few seconds. He looked back to the waves and fixed their hair.

"Are you going to stare at me or the view of the waves?" he teased, looking back at me once more.

I stared at him for a few seconds, before tilting my head slightly to the right, observing his freckles that painted his cheeks and nose. "Hmm... I think you're much more admirable." I said, confidently.

I looked at them and could see blush tinting their cheeks. I looked over to Wilbur on my left and nodded to him. I mouthed, "Mission accomplished." Wilbur smiled.

on stream !

"Hey chat! It's your favorite human, Y/n here. Today, I'm joined by Ranboo in my lovely kitchen!" I said, smiling into the webcam.

Chat went 100 miles per hour seeing Ranboo and I in the same room. Chat filled up with "y/nboo" and "my favorite streamers!!" or whatever chants they could come up with.

"Chat's really loving this duo, huh?" I smirked. I looked over to Ran. "Might as well have to deliver this duo more, shall we boo?"

I may or may not have especially chosen that nickname on purpose, since it would not only just make them a little flustered, but more flustered since we were streaming.

I kept staring at Ran. They looked at me with surprise in their eyes, but also a scolding look at the same moment. I looked over at chat to see their responses.

user444: WAIT WHAT

user555: DID YOU GUYS HEAR THAT???

user10: "BOO"??? WHAATTTTTT [shock]

y/n4life: ahhh my fave duo!!!!

I innocently continued on with the stream, acting like nothing happened. And I swear, I made him blush again. 2 missions accomplished.

on the train !

Ranboo, Tommy, Wilbur, Niki, Jack and I were all on the train on the way to London to record a new vlog. Tommy and Wilbur were on their phones playing some random game, and Niki and Jack were talking about the vlog and stream ideas. Ranboo and I were just sitting next to eachother peacefully, sharing earbuds and listening to music playlists. It's been a couple weeks since the kitchen stream, and I had honestly forgotten entirely about it. I yawned, feeling my eyes slowly close and my head lean against the shaking train window.

Ranboo spoke up next to me. "Y/n, love." Wilbur and Tommy peeked up from their phones and exchanged looks with each other at Ranboo's words. "Your head is going to hurt a fucking lot if you lean against the window."

"There's literally nowhere else to sleep. What the hell am I supposed to do?" I said.

Ranboo faked coughed into his elbow and looked at the other side of the train. He then looked at me giving approval.

I laid my head down on his chest and curled my legs on the chair as he wrapped his arm around my shoulders. I blushed, hiding my face in his hoodie. Ran then placed his head on the seat, leaning his neck back, somehow being comfortable.

Tommy whispered to the others, thinking we couldn't hear him as we snuggled. "Deffo flerting." he said, getting the others to giggle. I saw Jack and Wilbur take a picture from their phones through the corner of my eye.

"You realize we can hear you, right?" Ranboo spoke up.

confessions !

I was walking down the shore with Ran at night, as he had asked me to come meet him there. I wasn't sure what he wanted, and I was utterly confused.

"Um, Y-y/n? Can we stop here for a second? There's something I need to tell you." Ranboo said, looking up at me with dilated eyes.

I nodded. "Yeah, is everything alright?" I said, taking his hand in mine.

He looked down at our hands and I could see the tip of his ears blush for a few split moments. He took a deep breath.

"I'm in love with you, y/n l/n. I've noticed your little compliments and flirts here and there, from the beach, the stream, on the train. Everywhere. And I can't help but fucking adore it. I've always fucking thought why you can never get out of my head. I truly love you, and if you don't love me back, that's fine. But I can only live with you knowing, no matter what your answer is."

I stared at his eyes. I'm 99% sure someone on TikTok said that a persons eyes dilate when they're in love, and just by telling and looking from his eyes, it seemed true. I looked quickly at his parted lips.

"Yes, I fucking love you too, idiot. I'm the one who flirted with you first!" I spoke back.

Ranboo tilted my head with his fingers, and looked down at my lips and back to my eyes. "May I kiss you?"

"Mhm." I said.

I felt him close the space between us, and I swear, my legs could have gone flat. He wrapped his arm around my waist, and I wrapped my arms around his neck. I pulled away, and I smiled, leaning my forehead against his.

Let's just say we left a trail of memories on the way.

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[poggersbastard]

"IT FEELS LIKE FLYING, BUT MAYBE, WE'RE DYING."

[colormints-art]

"Witch's Hazel" chapter 12 'Heedlessly Aware' is out now on ao3!! 🕸️🍂

Magic Realism/Urban Fantasy

Sleepy Bois Inc as Family

TommyInnit-centric

Hurt/Comfort

Magic School Mystery

Benchtrio Besties fr

and more!

Ranboo, uncharacteristically blunt, stated he still hadn't been able to reach his parents.

Everyone froze in their spots as silence settled over the room.

"They.." Tubbo started after a couple of seconds, clearing his throat. "They're fine. You just have terrible timing, Boo."

The fact that the silence became even more stifling spoke of how no one was quite as confident that that was true anymore.

A terrifying thought came to Tommy's mind.

He pulled his knees to his chest, Michael right next to him. "Say, are they.. magicians?"

Ranboo hesitated. "Well, one of them is."

"Did she go to Winterleigh Academy?" Tommy asked, swallowing thickly. He could hear his heartbeat pounding in his ears.

Suddenly he was too cold.

[cozy-kitty-corner]

SBI Whumptober Day 6 - coughing up blood and “just breathe.” In which Tubbo has Hanahaki disease, and Ranboo finds out. Based off of the characters, never the CCs!!

A loud knocking on the bathroom door startled Tubbo enough that he jerked towards it.

“Yes?” He croaked.

“Tubbo, are you okay? You’ve been in here for an hour and you didn’t answer my first five knocks.” That was… Ranboo. Yes. And- Tubbo had been in here for that long? It only felt like a few minutes.

He looked back at the toilet in front of him, studying the bloody petals filling the bowl.

There were three flower types now. Before there had only been two. He needed to look up the meaning once he got out.

Tubbo snapped towards the door as a *bang* rang out and the white painted wood slammed into the wall.

Ranboo stormed through, and visibly paled.

Tubbo couldn’t exactly blame him, with the way the shorter looked.

(Blood dribbling down his chin, half sightless eyes with eyebags on his eyebags. Flower petals and twigs strewn down his front.)

The masked man rushed forward, gently lifting Tubbo out of his awkward sprawl on the linoleum.

(Distantly, Tubbo realized that he had lost all feeling in his legs.)

That wasn’t anything to care about though, because Ranboo was holding him up. Ranboo’s hands were touching Tubbo’s back, Ranboo’s arms were tucked around Tubbo, Ranboo was *so close* to Tubbo.

His brain shorted out as Ranboo leant over the shorter’s shoulder, black and white hair tickling Tubbo’s forehead as Ranboo gasped and pushed just far enough away to see Tubbo’s face.

“Tubbo, why are there flowers in that toilet. Do you have *Hanahaki?*”

Tubbo froze for just a moment, before slumping and nodded defeatedly.

His heart broke as Ranboo pulled Tubbo back close to him again. “‘M s’ry.” He mumbled into Ranboo’s shoulder, ignoring the rapid fire pace of his heart.

“Tubbo, don’t apologize. Who is it? Cause we need to get you to tell them, or you’re going to *die.*”

(Would that be such a bad thing, at this point? He’d rather die than ruin what Ranboo and him had.)

“It’s.. someone.”

Ranboo sighed, then bent down and scooped Tubbo up, ignoring the other’s yelp.

(Oh my Prime oh my Prime oh my *Prime!* Ranboo was holding him so close, and burying his face into Tubbo’s curls, and Tubbo wasn’t breathing.)

As Ranboo lay Tubbo down onto the couch, the shorter took a gulp of air, immediately doubling over and hacking so hard he thought his organs were all going to fall out.

Ranboo was back at his side in an instant, one hand rubbing Tubbo’s back, and the other shifting him up to lean against the bicoloured boy. 

“You’re okay, you’ve got this. Just breathe Tubbo, *don’t stop breathing.*”

Panic bled through his calm tone in thick blotches, and a stab of guilt shot through Tubbo.

After a few moments, he slumped back into Ranboo’s side, freeing himself of all weight.

(Except for the weight of his heart, of course.)

When Ranboo spoke again, his words were significantly more urgent.

“Okay, who is it Tubbo? I need you to tell them. I can’t lose you, okay? You’re my best friend.”

And, despite the exhaustion flowing thick and syrupy through Tubbo’s veins, that sparked anger.

“That’s why I can’t say anything!” He shoved away from Ranboo, barely even feeling guilty for the bewildered look on Ranboo’s face.

“W-what do you mean, Tubs?”

“I mean that I can’t confess because that could ruin everything I have! You’re all I have, Boo.”

Ranboo’s confusion just grew, and Tubbo sagged, the anger washing away just as quickly as the tsunami had filled his veins.

“I can’t confess, because we’re *friends.* And that’s all we are.”

He watched, ruined, as it slowly dawned on Ranboo. As his very *soul* slowly realized everything that he meant to Tubbo.

Then, he turned, and stumbled away as fast as he could.

He didn’t even stop when Ranboo reached out a hand to stop him, only wrenching his shoulder away with adrenaline fueled strength and closing the door to his room.

All five locks went on, and Tubbo collapsed onto the bed.

By the time that Ranboo managed to break in, his best friend’s eyes were already sightless.

[how-to-fail-at-ship-jumping-au]

MAN I WONDER WHYYYYY

So Dinner Boo and Bug Boy! What are your thoughts!

(also can I have the picture of the sona you made I CANT find the image please I have such a funny idea)

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I wrote for them to slowly become friends in "What's For Dinner" but I like to play around with the story because I found how open and up for interpretation it is to mean that I can basically make it into whatever I want. My new headcannon could be that Jack's a senile mob boss and Tommy's his secret body hard and he and Ranboo have an antagonistic relationship!

You can take that as foreshadowing or a throwaway line, I'm not sure yet.

[littlebabyself]

A fic would be nice!

Okie dokie will do! Here ya go! It was super fun to write :3 keep the requests comin guys!!

TW!! Some vomit and sickness in general

Ranboo was familiar with Tommy’s regression and had even cared for him a couple times, but this time was a little different. tommy was sick. 

And when Tommy’s sick, he whines, cries, refuses food, and is just generally in a state that is sad to see. 

but Ranboo doesn’t mind, they just want tommy to feel better 

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“Boo!!”

Tommy cried from his room

Ranboo was downstairs making a snack that tommy would probably complain about anyway when he heard the obviously small one wail for them.

they walked upstairs and into the room tommy was in before sitting on the bed next to the crying little, now Ranboo was a bit more concerned.

“what’s wrong toms?”

they softly tucked the littles fluffy blonde hair behind his ear soothingly

“Not well boo! not well at alls!” 

The blonde cried, snot running down his lip and tears set on his cheeks.

Ranboo practically cooed and frowned “are you not feeling well?” They asked, pulling the sniffling boy closer and onto their hip before standing up and bouncing tommy on their hip soothingly.

Tommy nodded and his bottom lip shook with discomfort, burying his head in the nook of the caregivers neck. 

They felt the boys hot forehead with their hand and kissed his hair “well that’s no good is it?” the little agreed and nodded his head.

Ranboo rubbed the palm of Tommy’s hand with their thumb soothingly and noticed snot all up and down toms sleeves.

they then placed Tommy down on the bed 

“Let get you some new jammies, arms up okay?” 

The little nodded and lifted his arms while also stretching. 

“bigggg stretchhh” Ranboo said as they took off his shirt and put the littles arms in  a pajama shirt before buttoning it up. “More comfy, yeah?” 

Ranboo lifted the boy back up on their hips and went downstairs. 

they searched for medicine but couldn’t find any, eventually deciding to just have some delivered to the door while they make the boy some soup

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as Ranboo was letting the noodles for the soup soften, they heard something wet hit the living room carpet. 

they quickly turned their head to see the younger boy gagging over his own sick. ranboos heart absolutely crumbled as he rushed to pick up the toddler brained boy. 

Luckily there wasn’t any spit up on his jammies, but tommy started sobbing at the top of his lungs when Ranboo noticed and picked him up. 

“Awe Tom, sweetheart, it’s okay, you’re okay.” They reassured as they held tommy in their arms, going up the stairs to get him into the bath to cool his temperature. 

After respectfully undressing the boy and starting the water, Ranboo put tommy in cold water that was only filled a quarter way so Ranboo could go clean the mess.

once tommy was all settled and Ranboo was sure he’d be okay while they cleaned, they rushed downstairs to removed the big fluffy rug under the couch to clean it later. 

They cleaned and scrubbed any that soaked through the carpet before going to get tommy after about 20 minutes of cleaning and Sanitizing.

tommy was happy to see his caregiver. and Ranboo was happy to see his little, but also happy that some of the color returned to the boys skin although he looked sleepier.

“ups? Uppies?” Tommy asked, his big, round, green eyes looking up at them. “Yes uppies sweetheart. gotta brush the yuckies away too” the boy nodded and allowed himself to be covered in two towels, One for his body and one for his shoulders. 

once tom was dressed, his throat medicated, and his teeth brushed, Ranboo set him at the kitchen table and sat next to him with a bowl of soup. 

there was also another bowl nearby in case the little got sick. 

Ranboo brought a spoonful of thick noodles, some veggies, and broth to Tommy’s smooth lips while holding up Tommy’s chin, not forcefully, but more so encouragingly.

“say ‘ah’ Bubs,” Ranboo spoke lovingly, smooth and clear.

tommy hesitated for a moment. A scared look in his eyes. but he closed his eyes and cooperated with the instructions. The warm soup smoothly soothing his sore throat as he swallowed.

Ranboo smiled brightly “there we go, good boy!” They said gently, stroking the boys chin with their thumb.

After tommy was all fed and kept it down, Ranboo sat down on the couch and curled up with one of his favorite people and watched whatever show the boy had picked out on the tv. 

Well, more like tommy curled up on Ranboo, head on their chest, arms around their waist, and legs crossed in their lap. 

but Ranboo would have it any other way, and fortunately for them, tommy agreed. 

and that’s how tommy fell asleep, tummy full and happy, body comfortably warm, and heart comfy and content 

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hope this was good!!

[zero-to-zero-to-zero-again]

He's A Bad Witch (1)

“Tommy.”

“Yeah-huh?”

“Did you turn Technoblade into a hamster?”

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Word Count: 1,748

TW: Mentions of violence (brief), foul language, self-loathing (also brief), vague innuendos

Characters: Tommyinnit, Ranboo, Technoblade (All characters, not creators)

Techno accidentally gets turned into a hamster through circumstances COMPLETELY out of Tommy's control.

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A slew of profanity spilled from Tommy's lips with a few apologies woven in. He dropped another book on the floor. No good. The rodent at his feet chittered indignantly. He dragged his hands down his face in exasperation.

“Sorry, sorry,” he muttered.

He scooped the little creature up off the carpet and set it down on the table. It only continued to stare at him. Even while being unable to produce actual facial expressions, he got the strangest feeling it was glaring at him. His toes curled in his shoes.

He was so going to be expelled for this one. After the first dozen offenses, you’d think they would have already confiscated his wand and tossed me out on his ass. They’d given him another chance and this was how he repaid that kindness.

He felt like a terrible person.

The lights turning on nearly startled the soul straight out of his body.

“Tommy?” a tired voice grumbled.

Shit.

“You’re sleepwalking again, Boo-boy,” he replied without tearing his eyes away from his page. The animal scolded him with a tiny squeak which was hardly as intimidating as it thought it was.

“I’m at least 98% sure I’m awake,” his roommate countered. Ranboo claimed the seat across from Tommy. “What’s with the mouse?”

“Hamster,” he amended.

“Why do you have a hamster? And are those Technbolade’s Grimoires? He’ll kill you if you finds out you took those.”

“I don’t think he will,” Tommy responded with a hysterical giggle.

Ranboo rested their face in their hand, leaning their elbow on the table boredly.

“Why not?”

The blonde boy must have stared at the little animal standing on the table a bit too long. Ranboo’s face nearly fell off their hand. Their mismatched eyes blew wide open.

“Tommy.”

“Yeah-huh?”

“Did you turn Technoblade into a hamster?”

Tommy chewed away at his bottom lip. He couldn’t even bring himself to reply verbally. He only nodded a shameful nod. The Syrian hamster looked very unamused as he slowly turned around to stare up at Ranboo. Their gaze darted between Tommy and the little critter standing before them.

“How-”

“I don’t know!” Tommy interjected, raking his fingers through his hair. “Techno and I got paired up for a project and he kept yelling at me so I told him to stop and then next thing you know, poof! He’s a hamster! I didn’t even say a spell! How could a spell happen if I didn’t say one?”

A warm weight rested on his shoulder. Ranboo offered him a careful smile.

“Sometimes wild magic is…well, wild. You don’t need to find a spell to turn a person into a hamster, just how to turn a hamster into a person.”

The young witch drew in a deep breath, slowly pulling his hands from his mess of golden locks. Ranboo was right. They always were. One of the many reasons Tommy absolutely despised them.

Ranboo slid one of the books off the pile and flipped the pages open. With a snap of their fingers, their gold-framed glasses materialized on the bridge of their nose. Prime, Tommy could only dream of having that sort of magical skill. They made it look so effortless.

They tied his black and white hair up in a tiny bun and got to reading. Tommy did the same, resuming his search through the grimoire. It didn’t make it any easier that he was still an amateur when it came to understanding standard witch language. He was relying mostly on pictures and the few words I could recognize. They weren’t even letters. Practically all symbols. It was beyond him how anyone could. Picture of a bottle? No. Picture of a tree? No. Picture of a quill? Probably not. Picture of an eye. N-

“Ow!” he hissed.

He groaned, grabbing yet another bandaid from the box on the table.

“Prime, Techno, I get that you’re pissed at me but chewing my fingers off isn’t helping,” Tommy scolded as he wrapped yet another bandage around his hand. It joined a collection of three others on his right hand and one on his left. One from the initial transformation, one from trying to pick him up, and two from the argument that ensued after Tommy dragged him back to his room.

The hamster chittered nonsense, scurrying onto the grimoire. He practically jumped up and down on the paper. Tommy squinted down at the wiggly text on the pages. Damn hieroglyphics.

“Oculi…magae?” he tried.

It was like a flashbang went off in the room. Tommy yelped in surprise, wiping away at his eyes as though that would somehow clear away the impossibly bright light. Fuck, was this his idea of revenge on Tommy? Blinding him? Seemed a bit extreme, if you asked him but then again, this was Technoblade he was talking about. Tommy had seen the guy hold a freshman at wand-point for scuffing his brother's shoes.

His sight cleared gradually as he blinked away the purple spots dancing around the edges of his vision.

Techno had returned to his spot on the table. Tommy shot him a tired glare that he returned with yet another one of his signature blank stares. Tommy's eyes dropped back down to the pages.

Eyes of the Witch.

This enchantment is used to temporarily grant a witch the ability to read any language as their own-

Oh. Oh.

Techno looked up at him expectantly. He wasn’t about to thank him, of course. He probably would have found it all on his own even without Techno's help.

“Are you okay?” Ranboo inquired.

“Fine,” Tommy muttered.

“Did it…work for you?” they reiterated.

Tommy sighed. What, were these two plotting against him to get Tommy to admit that Techno actually helped him?

“Yeah. I can actually read this stupid book now,” he ground out through gritted teeth. The words burned in his mouth. He was almost happy to spit them out.

Ranboo regarded Tommy with a complex expression. They exchanged an unreadable glance with Techno. The hamster nodded. Or, rather, performed the closest thing it could to a nod.

“What?” Tommy asked.

“Oh, no. Nothing,” Ranboo assured him. They weren’t very convincing but Tommy knew better than to call them out when they were basically a free extra set of eyes. It was a good thing his roommate had decided against pressing Ranboo, too.

If he'd discovered that the spell he'd just performed was next to impossible for someone at his level, Tommy would have probably gotten an even bigger head than he already had.

He continued to thumb his way through the pages. Though he hated to admit it, it was far easier to skim the pages now that the text was actually legible. He placed a book onto the stack of unhelpful grimoires on the floor before pulling another one off the unread pile.

Fauna Attraction

Levitation of the Body

Levitation of Others

Levitation of Objects

Blessings of the Bat

Vampiric Allure Deflection

Transmogrification of Humans

Getting warmer, at least.

Personification of a Beast

“Does a hamster qualify as a beast?” he inquired.

He flipped the book around for Ranboo to see, nearly launching Techno off the table in the process. It wouldn’t have been the first time that night.

His roommate squinted at the pages, slowly reading the page. He forgot that Ranboo couldn’t make out the words as easily as Tommy could. That meant Ranboo was translating every word as they went along. In which case, their pace was actually very impressive.

“Sounds about right. And if it’s not, it seems like the worst that’ll happen is nothing at all,” Ranboo announced with a shrug.

“Techno?” Tommy asked. The only confirmation he got was a tiny little bob of the hamster's head.

Tommy nodded, swallowing thickly as he snatched his wand from his side pocket. He gave it a skillful twirl around his fingers, definitely not almost dropping it in the process. He pointed the carved, metal rod at the tiny critter on the table. He only stared at the hamster a moment. His stance faltered.

"You're not gonna be a bitch once you're human again, are you?"

It was a good thing Tommy hadn't turned Techno into a phoenix. The glower he received in that moment alone would have reduced him to ash on the spot.

"Tommy-" Ranboo began.

"Yeah, yeah, I know," Tommy scoffed, readjusting his casting stance. He drew in a deep breath, taking a good, long look at the open book. He gave the wand's grip a quick squeeze for luck. "Clavos rotundos, dentes adulant, pilum in cutem mutat, bestia hominem mutat!"

Sapphire light shot out of the wand in a beam. His feet slowly drifted along the floor, sneakers squealing against the hardwood as they struggled to find purchase. He braced his other hand against the wand in a desperate attempt to keep it steady. The hamster was no longer visible, swallowed whole by the blast of blue magic.

One minute, Tommy was standing. The next, he was on the floor, staring up at the burn marks on the ceiling. Ah, yes, his first time extracting fire from a minidragon. Good times. He slowly propped himself up with a groan, pressing a hand to the back of his aching head. He waited until the two Ranboo's standing at the table finally became one before daring to even attempt to stand up.

"Did it work?" he asked in a daze. He staggered about with all the grace of a drunken faun.

"Techno is...definitely human," Ranboo replied without turning around. Tommy didn't really like the way they said that.

The blonde slowly made his way over to his roommate.

"Well that's great. Move. I can't see anything over your tall ass."

Ranboo hesitated.

"Boo-boy?"

Finally, Ranboo stepped aside. Tommy froze. Technoblade glowered at him with the fury of a thousand suns.

"Tommy Innit," Technoblade began. He sounded like a mom about to give her unruly child the lecture of a lifetime after they drop a wallet into the garbage disposal to see what would happen (not that Tommy would know, of course. Just a funny, random example).

"Oh come on, big man. It's not that bad," Tommy tried. It was difficult to say if his words were meant to convince Technoblade or himself. "You've always been more of a grower than a shower."

Oddly enough, the six inch tall man standing on the table did not seem to find that very funny.

Not in the slightest.