#ranboo every day until i cant anymore

[pineapplesaresweet]

Day 2! I think that any and all iridescent cloth should be burned and all of the ways to make it forgotten.

[genlossneg]

ok. i didnt mind genloss, it was ranboos first massive project, theyre only 19 and a streamer, ok. but oh my god would it kill to take an improv class. the first 2 episodes felt like an snl skit. especially when it was branded as original and then was just some sort of frankenstein of different horror tropes from ranboos favourite horror media, that just reminded me of snl stealing joel havers skit lmao.

there were so much issues with it and i feel like i wouldnt mind as much if it was branded as a horror comedy a few months before the show, not 3 days before the show. a few months before and the weeks leading up to may 24th, it was branded as "you arent ready for this. this is groundbreaking, nothing will ever be the same after this show. this is serious." etc and then i think it was like 3 days before may 24th there was that fucking showfall media psa that just felt like ranboo saying "oh btw its a comedy" without warning it caught me so off gaurd lmao.

then he streamed after that sfm psa released and, if i remember right, people were asking about it being a horror comedy in chat and ranboo was like "well yeah obviously did u think id make a project 100% serious? no lol" (dont quote me on that though its been a while) now theyre saying gen 0 and gen 2 are going to be completely horror now, but i dont think thats true bc they also said gen 1 was mostly horror and none of it is

speaking of, the advertising was just lies lol. the whole "little to no filler :D" thing. it wasnt like ranboo didnt expect the improv to last that long bc the expected runtimes (from their tumblr post on may 23rd i think) were sometimes longer than the actual ones. 1st ep was meant to be 1-2 hours, it was 1 and a half, so that much filler and standing around going "what the hell man" was PLANNED. they just lied about no filler to make people excited. just be funny and i wont mind the filler. i like sneegs humour in his streams but here he was just bickering with ranboo. same with ranboo to charlie, charlie was the only one making actual jokes so when ranboo and sneeg were alone it was just "wait so why didnt you just-" "well idk i thought u woul-" "well why would i-" and when i tell you it drained my soul.

ive been a massive ranboo fan for about a year (im recovering dw), and after the game theory episode i got really hyperfixated on genloss (up until the sfm keynote thing i think). i was hyped for it back when T_1 was the only thing released for genloss, and followed it all the way up to the streams. i watched them live and my face was just like 😐 I WAS SO DISSAPPOINTED LMAOOO

the box being 18k pissed me off so much bc an experienced filmmaker/writer/director could make something so much better than genloss with just that 18k. i aspire to make my own live action thing one day, and like, hearing them go "oh yeah the box was 18k and jermas face prosthetics were 10k teehee🤪🤪" was just. AAAAA. and the thing is, like the prosthetics were funny, but spending TEN THOUSAND DOLLARS as a BIT from jerma going "what if i took off the mask and it just doesnt look like me lol" then framing urself as jesus christ and a victim. i am so mad.

idk how to feel about ranboo anymore, i used to watch like every 2nd stream for a while but then the whole "GUYS BUY MY MERCH also racism bad MERCH!!!!! BUY!!!!" thing made me rethink lol. the racist and misogynistic undertones in genloss made me so uncomfy, and while im not poc so i cant speak on that, i have enough sense to know that having the only poc in the entire show play evil rats is so tone deaf.

and niki!! i was worried when the teasers were coming out bc every single person shown in it was a white guy (and a white enby), so i was kind of happier when niki showed up, but then she died within the hour to "commentate on misogyny in media". ranboo thought that he was commentating on misogyny by contributing to it. did they think this through at all. i would have LOVED if they did something special with niki and something powerful, but all that happened was she showed up, cried, then died and now ranboo fans are going "ranboo was so real for this!!!". ik niki had control over her characters writing but im sure ranboo was the one who decided when certain characters died and stuff.

also i hate to say this but the mask flashing to signify if he was in control or not was EXACTLY like a thing in the undertale fanfic (sfw im not weird) i wrote when i was 12 💀💀the characters eyes would flash when they were under control bc edgy. it was so weird watching genloss with that in the back of my mind 💀💀💀💀

in conlusion, genloss had so many flaws and so much easy fixes that it just feels so sososososososo rushed. another year in the oven wouldve been ok i think.

woah this is long im so sorry i do not think only type oops

- the i feel like i should label what kind of anon i am lmao anon

sorry before i get to anything else the undertale bit caught me so off guard omg.

anyways.

it wasnt like ranboo didnt expect the improv to last that long bc the expected runtimes (from their tumblr post on may 23rd i think) were sometimes longer than the actual ones. 1st ep was meant to be 1-2 hours, it was 1 and a half, so that much filler and standing around going "what the hell man" was PLANNED.

this!! the way the second stream just.. dragged was so rough.

the poc/women diversity discussion is something we had on the blog a bit ago as im sure you've seen so i don't have a ton to add but. yeah there were certainly choices that got made there.

very much enjoying all the essays getting dropped in here (even if i feel like my responses are weak sometimes lmao)

[dyketubbo]

not to be fucking insane but i think one of the reasons romantic and queerplatonic beeduo fanworks get to me so bad is that like. theyre both disabled, and theyre both in love.

ranboo has shit memory and he cant deal with water and he dissociates and panics and hallucinates and hes delusional and he cant look most people in the eyes and every night he desperately hopes he doesnt do things that he'll forget in the morning. tubbo has firework scars that likely effect his hearing and vision and motor control and readings hard for him and words mix up in his head and he has battle scars all over him and he goes mute when stressed and when he panics he shuts down completely and every night he desperately hopes that he'll get one night where he doesnt dream of fireworks and betrayal and blades and dictators and suits that smell like alcohol and war and executions and family that doesnt look or act like themselves anymore.

and every day, theyre there for each other, and for their son. they hold each others hands and marvel at the size difference. they headbutt each other affectionately and even though tubbo hates hugs he hugs ranboo tight because ranboos the exception. they call each other petnames and flirt and giggle over inside jokes and stay up late just to talk to each other, knowing both of them have reasons not to sleep yet. they raise their son together and go on walks and accommodate for him just as they accommodate for each other. they blow kisses across the room when others arent looking and play footsie under tables and behind peoples backs they play charades until they feel like theyre about to burst into laughter. ranboo rubs cream onto tubbos scars when he neglects to and tubbo always has an enchanted helmet or umbrella on hand just in case and ranboo travels and gets as many totems as he can because he knows tubbos too lax about his own life and tubbo holds ranboo close when the latter panics and brushes his hair with his fingers as he tells ranboo theyre safe and nothing can get them. and for the first time in months, they both believe it. they stick with each other on days where one of them cant get out of bed and they love and love and love.

and yes, its not as if that cant be reached in platonic relationships, but. as someone whose disabled (mentally mostly, but chronic pains a bitch and the days where my own body locks up and refuses to let me get out of bed because its too much are rough), the message that disabled people can be loved romantically and queerplatonically and can be married and have children (disabled children at that, who will grow up and know that theyre loved and can be loved too), can find partners that understand and dont treat them as abnormal and accommodate for them, thats important. tubbo and ranboo learning that they dont need to be fixed, but that they want to be loved and are, thats important. that sort of message, that disabled people can be spouses and parents and friends and family and lovers and fighters and workers and can be loved and loved and loved and loved, thats important. especially for queer disabled people (especially queer disabled youth, who will grow up with this media). romantic/queerplatonic beeduo resonates with me a lot, and while ultimately ill respect the decision if suddenly the ccs come around and say its strictly platonic, i wanna bask in them being something else instead. that kind of rep is important, even if its in some minecraft roleplay.

[milqueandsugar]

🏵 Your Tea Is Ready 🏵

Parts:

Warnings: Mentions of Vioence/injury, panic attacks

Genre: Angst / Comfort

| Hear No Evil, Do No Evil |

Your hands shot to your gasping throat, it felt like twenty anvils were all sitting on your chest. Crushing your ribcage, your throat, squeezing the air out of your lungs. You were trembling, quaking even in a desperate attempt to get air. Tangled in the finest of silks you fall from his mattress in a flailing panic.

You had died, you had died by the hands of your best friend. You had died and respawned, so why did it still hurt so bad? T took a few moments before you were able to scramble your way out, bringing your knees to your chest you rose your hands above your head. You've been with Ranboo through a panic attack before. Maybe, maybe this was one?

What was..? What was the excersice he taught you? You slowly began to rock back and forth. Clenching your hands into fists, god why cant you remember? You just want to remember you just want it to stop!

You didn't know when you started crying but you couldn't stop. Shoulders shaking, arms growing numb until you could no longer hold them up. You must've looked like a mess, you couldn't imagine how Technoblade and Philza felt as they arrived in the hallway.

Philza wanted to punch himself, how could he have forgotten you slept in Techno's bed. Of course you would still be there! Seeing you in such a ruined state struck him harder then he thought it would, sure you were a close friend to him, but he had never actually seen you cry before. He never wanted to see it again.

Immediately taking notice of your laboured breaths he gave Technoblade a reassuring nod before kneeling at your side. Holding you tight by the shoulders he rubbed comforting circles into your back, gently shushing your cries like you would a toddler. The way you held on so tightly to his robe reminded him of his last minuets with wilbur. He could sit and make parallels between the two situations, but the blonde opted for helping you instead. "Techno can you bring us some water?" He called out, lovingly stroking your hair. "Techno?" He called out, glancing over his shoulder he was met with an empty hallway. His brows furrowed, Technoblade wasn't in is right mind at the moment, e had just killed someone he loved so dearly, isolated himself for days on end. Now he was missing. Letting a sharp breath escape he flared nostrils he took note to go looking for him once you were situated.

It had taken most of the following day to get you to settle down. You were rightfully distraught over the whole situation, Phil wanted you to stay and look cover you some more, knowing losing your life was nothing to sneeze at. But you couldn't stay in that god forsaken cabin anymore, you couldn't listen to the winds that mocked you in your final moments, you can't feel the cold of death lingering over you anymore. You couldn't be there.

Unlocking your front door you felt Philza's hand drop from your shoulder, "let me know if theres anything I can do to help Mate, anything Techno could do as well" he offered. Ever since that night Phil spoke to you in such a gentle way, like you would shatter at even the mention of what happened to you. He wasn't wrong, the memory still brought tears to your eyes. You just wanted things to go back to the way they were before.

Pining blindly after the blood god himself, making silly little bracelets for his pleasure, spending days and nights at his side purely for the moments when his lips quirk upward in a sheepish honest smile. You wanted to fall in love with Techno the way you had before, but you just can't.

Waving a brisk goodbye to Phil you step into your home and lock the door, taking in a long breath through your nose before you constantly head for your bed. More importantly what was under your bed, hidden under your frame was a small box, in that box was every gift techno had ever given you. Every bone, skull, fabric, weapon you name it. It was childish, to hold onto such little things, even the receipt from your more recent date was in there. It was somewhat stalkerish you admit, but it brought you comfort. Was that not a good enough reason?

Coming to a stop at your bed however you take instant notice on the arrangement of jewelry on your bed, all gold, all handmade, all gifts you've given to Technoblade. Your eyes fall secondly onto the folded note on your bed, in the middle of it all. Picking it up with shaking hands you clear a spot for you to sit down.

' I don't deserve these '

That's all it said, in beautiful, cursive writing. It was quick, to the point and sharp. Everything Techno was to a stranger, a stranger who he had killed. The note falls from your fingers, and you find yourself playing with the bear etched ring on your finger, sliding it off with painful ease. Opening your night stand you drop it into the drawer.

"I don't either"

[gracewritesdsmp]

could i perhaps request tubbo, ranboo, wilbur n sapnap being friends with the reader and the reader comes out as a lesbian? (sorry if this ask doesnt make sense or you cant write it kdkdkdkfg

Yes, yes!! :)

If you would like it written differently, or it doesn’t live up to what you wanted, please tell me and I’ll rewrite it :)

TW’s: homophobia?? None of them are, but reader doesn’t know 100%, so she thinks they might be

Reader coming out as a lesbian to Wilbur and Ranboo :)

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Wilbur -

You were at Wilbur’s house, but you felt as if you were a thousand miles away

You trusted wilbur with your life, but you were still terrified of coming out to him

Even though he’s always shown his support for lgbtq+

That’s why you were best friends!!

But you just couldn’t help that feeling

What if he didn’t want to be friends with you anymore?

What if he outed you to the internet before you were ready?

What if he told all of your friends, and then they stopped talking to you?

Wilbur must have noticed how weird you were acting, because he placed a hand on both of your shoulders, leaning in front of you

"Are you alright? It’s okay, you’re okay. You’re safe, is that what’s wrong?”

There’s your Wilbur

He’d never do anything to hurt you, you see it so clearly now

"Wilbur, I have something important to tell you..”

He’s thinking about a million different things that you would want to tell him, that would lead to you freaking out like that

But he’s coming up with nothing

After you tell him, he’s frozen for a second

And all of those bad thoughts are coming back again

But, thankfully, he sees, and is back in the moment after a moment

"Oh, that’s good! I’m so sorry if you though you couldn’t trust me, but you can, alright? I’d never even think of doing anything to harm you”

So he’s obviously very accepting, and will be there with you every step of the way (like coming out to your other friends)

Ranboo -

Coming out to ranboo was a little harder

Because he was always around someone else, like tubbo or Tommy

And, you trust them too, I t’s not that, it’s just that you weren’t ready to come out to them yet

So, when Ranboo got up to get some water, away from the group, you went with him

Nice in the kitchen, he got his glass and was about to head back into the living room, but you asked him to stay for a second

That you had something to tell him, and you didn’t want him to get mad at you

He’s obviously worried

Why would he be mad?

Why didn’t you trust him?

Did you do something bad?

Did he want to be involved in whatever you were about to day?

Well, he had to find out what it was first, what if you were hurt?

You kind of just rushed it out

And it took him a second to process what you’d said, but he heard enough of the words to understand what you were getting at though

But, as always, he’s 100% supportive

And though he’s not very

And it was a great moment

Until Tommy came in and saw us hugging…

"RANBOOB IS HUGGING A GIRL??!?!”

…

Well… it was great while it lasted right?

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[shyrose57]

Brothers anon, im gonna start combing the two separate submissions again cause its getting too short to have them separate I think?

1: His possession messed with memories Ranbob had before, so memories of school friends or playing with Ran were distant to erased. Though after Dreams possession it was also harder to make and keep memories. But thankfully as Ranbob was recovering from Dream and got futher away making memories came eaiser to him, though he'll never get back the memories he lost. 

3: Oh he would very quickly grow to regret his decision, but it would be funny. And Benjamin would later admit that while it was annoying and stressful, it was also fun and he was very happy to have his two families meet and generally get along. 

8: Everyone is just in shocked silence before Cletus just goes "YEAHHHHHHHHHH!" Oddly happy that Ranboo committed so much arson. Oh definitely, after all the outcasts of society where put there. Of course people would make such negative rumors about Mizu and treat the people as the scum of the earth. Though this also means, people don't know what happened in Mizu, and anyone who knows, view it in a more happy and a "Their finally gone" type of way, then viewing it as the tragedy it was. 

Spoons is a card game technically. A group of people sit in a group and everyone gets 4 cards, and you keep discarding at least 1 card of yours to the person on your left, who then does the same to their person on their left, the last person in the group puts a card into a discard pile. The goal is to get 4 of the same cards, and once someone gets 4 of the same cards, that person goes and grabs a spoon in a pile in front of them (let's say there's 5 players, theres only going to be 4 spoons cause there's always a spoon less than the people playing), once they grab one anyone can grab a spoon. And the person who doesn't get a spoon gets a S added to them, once Spoons is spelled the person gets out of the game, and a spoon gets removed to continue the game. Basically for flowers its played the exact same way but with flowers in the middle expect for spoons.

11: I just imagine Dream sulking in a corner as you yell at him and him going like "well I didn't know…" as he kicks a stone. And he wasnt sure what it was, but quickly jumped on the idea that maybe it was the fact that Ran was still alive somewhere, and that that's causing Ranbob to willingly let himself become weak and defy him. Causing Dream to become angrier at Ran and punish Ranbob harder. 

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3: During the brothers fight in the storm, and after everyone runs off to find Ranbob, Ran is left alone. And he decides to just wander off into the storm, not protecting himself from the rain so he does get burnt. The whole time he's lost deep in thought and isn't really paying attention. He continues to wander for a whole day unfollowed (because after the Gladiators and Fishermen came back to the cave after finding Ranbob they are in no rush to find Ran and decide to look for him after the storm passes, which takes a full day) and at some point Raq finds him wandering. Which Raq then uses Rans distraction to his advantage and attacks him. At first only really the gladiators where concerned when they found Ran gone. But once they found him blinded and terrified everyone felt awful and a looming sense of guilt. And everyone continued to feel that way, even after they got the antidote and Ran started to see again.

4: They would just leave Ranbob alone and check in on him every now and again. But generally let him deal with it himself. They'd feel guilty leaving him alone, but they also know that they can't really do anything for him as their not prepared or briefed on how to help him in this situation. 

10: Oh definitely, even with Ran blinded they would've been kicked out immediately for fighting, without even a second glance. Dont forget, Ran still cares for his brother. And maybe, losing his sight made him face the side of him that wanted to become family again with Ranbob, maybe it brought enough to light that he just can't ignore it anymore. Mostly only negative potions can be permanent, like posion, blinding, wither, and nausea (I know the last like 3/2 are effects but they've also found a way to make effects into potions.). You already know what a antidote for blindness would be. A antidote for wither would be, a ghast tear (actually a basic ingredient for almost every antidote), blaze powder, and glistening melon to make a overpowered healing potion. Antidote for posion would be ghast tear, swiftness (so it acts fast to get rid of the posion), and the 3rd ingredient depends on what kind of posion it  was (posion that has a side effect of constricting or filling the lungs with water? Pufferfish and Turtle shell for last ingredients. Posion that has weakness? Blaze powder, and glistening melon) And antidote for nausea would be ghast tear, and potion of slowness to allow the person to slowly feel better, so their nausea doesn't hit them all at once before disappearing, which can cause them to throw up or have side effects. 

13: Thats exactly what they did. 

14: Jackie will 100% attempt to fight God and no one can stop him. :) (to be honest im not sure yet, I know I want to do more with Raq and have the idea that maybe he could be the person that finds Dream and gets him out of Mizu, but that's pretty often used in stories and I want to try to think of something more unique. Maybe I'll have it so Raq actually manages to capture the brothers or at least one of them and uses them as blackmail?)

15: When Ranbob was a child and Ran was just a baby Ranbob would often take Ran out of his crib and take him to go watch the fish swim by. When Ran was old enough he'd follow Ranbob everywhere, even a few times he managed to sneak into Ranbobs class room and almost wasn't caught. Ran got extremely clingy one day and managed to gather his haunting all up into his arms and carried them around, even though he was obviously struggling. And Ranbob used to complain about his teachers and idiotic classmates whenever he got home, which is funny when you consider Ran was very impressiable at the time and Ran started mimicking Ranbob, leading to him cursing, much to Ranbobs dismay. 

And im curious, do you have any questions that I havent answered? Or do you have any ideas for anything? I'd love to hear whatever you have to say about anything honestly!

Course! I dont have much lore wise other than they go to Kelalen and when they hear Dream is still around they decide to stay back to help fight him. But the idea I have is that Karl is just kinda hanging with everyone I listed, talking about allies or treaties when his time traveling clock/watch starts to go off, and he panics, but sadly in his haste to stop it he makes it worse and it grabs everyone, where they end up in the future. After hours of confusion and explaining they calm down. When 2 days later they find the Gladiator and Fishermen group, at first Karl is strongly against going to then for help, but everyone basically ignores him and go to ask for help. Hours of explanation and proof giving later the GF (Gladiator and Fishermen, got tired of writing it out) group sadly tells them that they cant really help. Until Ran (who was previously gone searching the surrounding area and making sure it was safe) appears high up on a tree (cause I just can't get the image of Ran on a tree and looking comfortable and confident as hell out of my head), and says that maybe Kelalen can help, if not going to Foolish may be a good alternative. Isaac, and Grievous are extremely against going back (at this time a 2 months have past since they left Kelalen)n saying it could be dangerous but Ran just aboustely shoots them down, along with Watson and Jackie agreeing with Ran, and Karls group agreeing to it. They head off to Kelalen. And Jackie is extremely excited at the potential of going to see Foolish finally. And it'd probably be like a sub au where the brothers au is the main backbone for it but at a certain point it separates from the au and becomes its own.

1: Okay, ouch. Can you imagine if Ran brought one of those memories up, and just had Ranbob look confused, or horrified, depending on how quick he realizes what happened? How would Ran react to that realization, both before and after he forgives Ranbob?

3: If nothing else, everyone got some laughs from it-even Benjamin, once his friends were far, far away from his family and not able to teach them more chaos. 

8: Cletus, why are you so happy? Do you just enjoy knowing chaos existed back then? Are you an arsonist? What’s up with you? 

Also, wow. Not cool, other city people, that’s very mean.

Spoons sounds like it’s interesting, I might try it sometime. Did the group just have those cards on them? What other games did they have?

11: Good, put Dream back in the corner, I’m gonna be yelling more. Because, seriously dude? I know you probably exist solely out of spite, but c’mon. Admittedly, from a certain point of view, it could be considered amusing that your first thought was that Ranbob was making himself weaker out of defiance/spite but like. From a more responsible and mature viewpoint, that’s incredibly stupid, and I-just. Buddy, hate to tell you, but I’m pretty sure that’d just be a you thing. Besides you were in Ranbob’s head, didn’t he think Ran was dead? It doesn’t even make sense. Good lord, I’m half-tempted to get the broom and chase you around like you’re a particularly unruly barn cat. 

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3: First of all, that sounds really scary for Ran. Second of all, are we getting an overprotective arc?

4: Kind of sad, but understandable, they’re dealing with the situation as best they can.

10: Even if the group was provoked by the townspeople? Potions sound really cool, wish I could make those in real life, tbh.

13: W-what do you mean ‘that’s exactly what they did’? Anon, is your friend, like, a legit gremlin? I’m spooked. 

14: Foolish takes one look at Jackie, wearing a smile that exactly matched Tubbo’s when he was about to cause chaos, and immediately nopes out of that. He knows that face, and he will not be getting tangled into a fight with a goblin child today, no sir. I’m sure Jackie tries regardless though. (Also, that sounds like that goes horribly, do we get an overprotective ender-sibling, for whoever gets captured or used as blackmail, if that’s what you do?)

15: I love all of these so much, oh my gosh. Baby Ran seeing the fishes and following his big brother around. Poor Ranbob’s face when his baby brother cursed one day, Ran trying to carry all of his haunting. I’m in tears, honestly. 

Umm...I can’t think of anything right now, to be honest. If I ever do have a question or idea though, I’ll through it on the Brothers AU tag for you to check out, I guess. 

Oh, this sounds really cool. The part about them just ignoring their local time traveler when they’ve just time traveled particularly amuses me, as does Jackie wanting to see Foolish-I feel like Foolish may be a little more than terrified to see both Tubbo and Jackie back, honestly. Why was Ran willing to help them so much? What did they do to offer proof? How did Ranbob react once they proved who they were? How does all the group get along? Are they Ranboo’s haunting, and if so, if Ranboo gets close with his descendants, does he merge his hauntings with theirs? How does the time group feel about the Brothers fighting, and Ranbob’s possession?

[evgneedstosleep]

I cannot run from my family | part 2

TW: nightmares, panic/anxiety attack, mention of self harm, child abuse

Stay safe, guys, and drink some water! You deserve it <3

   Ranboo had a nightmare again.

   He saw his dad leave again.

   Ranboo sometimes wishes he could just forget everything. Because maybe forgetting everything will stop him from having those god awful nightmares.

   The worst part about these nightmares is that they are real. The first part is that this isn't a trick of his imagination, this isn't some made up horror story his brain decides to show him every time he closes his eyes. Its a memory. Its a memory he wishes he could forget.

   He doesn't want to so vividly relive one of the worst moments of his life, practically every night.

   You'd think that because of the amount of times he has had this nightmare, he'd become desensitized. But no. It hurts just as much as it did the first time he heard those awful words directed to him.

   Some nights he'd wake up and cry himself to sleep like he did oh so many years ago.

   Some nights he'd scratch himself until his skin oozes purple blood and he cant feel his limbs anymore.

   But this night was different.

   He didn't wake up to the cold air of his room, to the suffocating blanket over him. He was woken up by two arms shaking him awake and a pair of red eyes filled with concern staring at him.

   'Ranboo, Ranboo, wake up' Techno's concerned voice shook him awake as he gasped for air and felt the painful sting of tears slipping down his cheeks. The enderman hybrid stared at Technoblade as he took shaky breaths in and out until said piglin hybrid enveloped the other in a hug. Ranboo sobbed into Technoblade's shoulder as the other patiently rubbed the younger boy's back.

   After what seemed like an eternity for Ranboo but was closer to 5 minutes, the enderman hybrid calmed down enough to speak. He was still slightly shaking, but is breathing was becoming more and more stable, so Ranboo detached himself from Techno's shoulder and looked down at his hands.

   'Nightmare?' Technoblade asked the younger, who just nodded in response, 'wanna talk about it?'

   Ranboo took a slowly breath in and exhaled, 'I just- I wasn't always an orphan, Techno' the enderman looked up at the Blood God who simply nodded, urging him to continue 'lets just say, my family never really liked the fact that I was a boy' Ranboo looked down at his hands as he felt another tear form in his eyes and the edges of his mouth slowly morphing into a frown, after a moment of silence, he continued 'I- I keep having this nightmare, and in it im just reliving what umm.. what happened' Ranboo's voice started to slightly shake 'its this one specific moment, one specific memory that haunts me' he took a deep breath in, 'when my dad left.'

   Silence.

   Ranboo felt Technoblade squeeze his shoulders. Ranboo smiled a bittersweet smile, still not looking up from his fidgeting hands.

   'He, ummm, he called me a freak. And I- and I- to this day see how his face was filled with so much disappointment and... disgust.' Ranboo winced, those words tasted so gross and filthy coming from his mouth 'My mom- my mother made me leave. She- she said its my fault he left.' a sob broke out form the boy's lips.

   Technoblade enveloped the smaller boy in a tight and warm embrace, the other instantly breaking out into more sobs.

   'I just- It is my fault, isn't it? If I- If I wasn't born like this, maybe they'd still love me' more and more tears slipped down his cheeks, they burnt him, but he no longer felt the pain.

   'Ranboo, I want you to know that you are perfect just the way you are. Its not your fault they don't understand you. You- you don't need love from people who aren't willing to love you for who you are.' Technoblade softly spoke, rocking the boy and rubbing gentle circles into his back, 'Phil, everyone else and I love you for who you are. I just- I want you to know that we love you.'

   The two hybrids sat together, hugging and rocking each other through the night.

   Ranboo found his home.

part 1 

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A Blue Siluette

I finished this at 5 am and did it in 1 sitting without proofreading 👍

Warnings: violence, wounds, cuts, gagging

Characters: Dream, Quackity, Sam mentioned, George mentioned

Summary: Dream is sad boi in prison then he gets a visit! Quackity is more squeamish than he let's on

Dream sat huddled up in the corner with his eyes closed. Everything hurt, and he couldn't stop shivering. He had barely-healed scissor cuts littering his arms and legs, some on his neck or chest, and a few around his ears. They were raw, and not entirely closed though it had to have been hours at that point. Despite the proximity of the lava, he felt so cold...

He shut his eyes just a bit tighter, praying that the inhibitor had somehow stopped working. To his dismay, the metalic cuffs around his hands held up sturdy as ever. He gave forth one last surge of effort, prompting the collar around his neck to beep its high pitched and annoying beep. He gave up. Hed already tried everything- slamming it against the obsidian walls, dipping his hands into the lava until he couldn't stand the heat anymore, and nothing. Sam had planned for it all, and the redsrone device would not allow him to shapeshift or heal himself

With a quivering sigh he opened his eyes, met with the same empty black walls and angry orange glow as always. He stared at the intimidating light- it was dim, but after all his weeks- months? here it felt blinding. He watched chunks of molten rock flow down from his place in the corner, trying to ground himself.

He imagined the searing curtain falling, and a siluette making its way towards him. Who would he remember today? Tommy, who had left a few weeks ago now? Sapnap, who had threatened him on his last visit and never came back? Ranboo, perhaps? Or maybe...

The imaginary figure drew closer. It was slender, with narrow shoulders and long limbs. As he got closer the blue of his shirt became visible, his brown hair, and signature white glasses. "Hello, George." Dream croaked, his voice cracked from yelling for Sam.

He wondered what George would say to him. Probably "Hi, Dream," but what about after that? What did he and George used to talk about? It was hard to remember now. Even the details of his face were slipping away... it had been so long. He missed him so much, and yet he wasn't here. Imaging a visitor would not make the lava move, he told himself.

And then... it did.

A few final peices of liquid fire rained down from the door, before stopping. Revealing a figure just about to cross. Dream quickly got to his feet, ignoring the protests of his sore muscles and healthing wounds. "George!" He yelled in as loud a voice he could muster, "You came!"

George was silent as the moving platform drew closer. Dream walked up to the netherite barrier, a smile on his tired face. "I missed you," he whispered to himself. Through the fire he could see the blue of his t-shirt, no, jacket. It was darker than he remembered, but...

"No..." he took a step back.

"Hey Dream, ready to talk yet?" Quackity asked in an inappropriately upbeat tamber

"It hasn't been 24 hours yet, it couldn't," Dream stuttered.

"Yeah, well, I'm here." He slammed his briefcase down impatiently, pulling out his tools.

Tears welled up in Dreams eyes. "Quackity, please. Not again, just let me have this one day. Please- I can't do it again, I-"

Scissors in hand the man loomed closer. "Then tell me what I want to know," he demanded

"I cant!" Dream cried. "Please, if I would I could, but I-"

He didn't bother wiping the blood off his tools, he would only dirty them again tomorrow. With an unapologetic glance back at Dream's unconscious body he raised a hand to his earpiece.

"He didnt cooperate, I'm ready to go back. I'll be here again tomorrow, you know what time."

He kept his face blank and professional as he left, matching The Warden's serious demeanor. After about 10 minutes of security protocol he was back outside. Alone.

First he checked his surroundings, and then melted to the floor. His hands shook wildly, he gagged and choked, and tried to forget what he'd just done. He hated every second of this, but without that book... the server would never be safe. After a few minutes he collected himself and walked home, clothes stained and heart just a little more empty

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Day 1/? of painting Ranboolive everyday so I can get better at painting

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Day 8! people seemed to REALLY not like yesterdays one so here I am giving you another one in the same exact style as yesterday

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Day 11! My wrist is starting to hurt outside of drawing, so I might skip a day soon just so I don't get carpal tunnel or smth

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Day 9! why are you BLUE

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Day 6! didn't use lineart today and while it doesn't look horrendous my wrist sure does feel like it

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Day 5! today fucking sucked so this one is more to destress than to look good lol

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Day 4! the lighting was fun here :)

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Day 3! Wet hair is hard to draw. (Also today's Ranboo was chosen by @crispysweetsparadise)