#ranboo fluff

[froggo-is-here]

WHY DOES HE GET TO BE SO BEAUTIFUL THIS BITCH STOLE MY GENDER AND MY DAMN BREATH-

CUZ I AM GOBSMACKED RN

[disturbed-and-depressed]

Ranboo, knocking on the door: Y/n, open up!

Y/n: It all started when I was a kid.

Ranboo: That’s not what I-

Tubbo: Let them finish!

[peachy-tea-anon]

I've noticed a lack of ranboo x reader in this world and as he's my fave I thought I'd request something with him <3

I was hoping to get a super fluffy sickfic with lots of comfort if possible <3

“𝙸’𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞“

a ranboo x gn!reader sick fic

a/n: absolutely!!! i have a finished ranboo x reader fic in my drafts, i think im just gonna write a ton of fics tonight and pace them out, but i'd be happy to write this, i love sick fics. sorry if this one is a bit rushed, but i hope you enjoy, and remember: stay peachy🍑

you felt like shit, to say the least.

your fever was high, but you felt so cold. you were incredibly congested, nose dripping, and you had a headache. you could barely move. you needed to do something.

so you called your boyfriend.

okay, okay, it sounds cliche. but he was the only person you could think of.

your shaky, weak hands dialed his number.

ring

ring

"...hey! what's up?"

"hey, what are ya doin?"

"just out with tommy and tubbo, are you okay? you sound sick."

"i am, i feel terrible. well, ill leave you to hang out with tommy and tubbo, i love yo-"

"im coming over."

"no, hang out with tommy and tubbo, don't worry-"

"im. coming. over."

before you can say anything, he hung up.

not much longer, and hes letting himself in.

"y/n?"

"in here" you say shakily, letting out a small cough.

he walks and and immediately rushes to your aid.

"don't get close, i don't want you to get sick."

"i don't care, my gremlin needs help, i help."

you giggle at the nickname, and he pulls you in for a hug.

"so," he claps. "i bought juice, crackers, ginger ale, cold medicine, ibuprofen, teddy grahams, and gummy worms. those are for me."

"thank you ranboo, you really didn't have to do all this"

"but i wanted to." he looks at you with a lovesick smile. even with a runny nose, you would always be perfect in his eyes.

he goes the full 9 yards, he draws you a bath, he makes you soup, and he cuddles you until you fall asleep.

what you don't know, is while you were asleep, he whispered sweet nothings into your ear.

"i love you"

"you're my angel"

"you make me so happy"

"there isn't a thought that crosses my mind that isn't about you"

"how did i get so lucky?"

when you woke up in the middle of the night coughing, he gave you cough drops.

when you said your muscles hurt, he would massage you.

he took such good care of you, and he never left your side until you felt better.

he was amazing, and you were lucky to have him.

he was yours.

and you were his.

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[gayritory]

GN!Arcade shenanigans

!Gn reader x ranboo

Requested by: @colorfull-cord

Tws: violence, dark humor, few mentions of y/n

NGL i would love to be ranboos best friend. he seems so chill and fun to be around.

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It's finally Friday and do you know what that means??

"The Friday bestie meetup",

Yeah it's pretty non-original but you both insisted that you MUST have a name for your meetups every Friday.

You get the point, you and your 'bestie westie' Ranboo meet up every Friday!! This Friday was going to be a little different then the others, Instead your usual meetups, you both decided you wanted to do something competitive that didn't involve much exercise.

Which ended up with one solution;

AN ARCADE

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On your way to the arcade you were hysterically bouncing in your seat- you couldn't wait any longer!

So, that's when you decided to call ranboo.

A poor frantatic ranboo answered the phone thinking something was wrong, "Hello? heLlo!!"

You snorted at his voice cracks but in the end your nerves settled down due to hearing the voice of your anxiety filled friend.

"It's so nice to hear your velvety voice!" You replied fully noticing his anxiousness but that was being overwritten by the overwhelmingly happiness of hearing him.

"y/n? wait hi! I'm sorry! am i running late?" Poor ranboo replied being fully unaware of what's happening.

"nope!", you said while popping the "p" enthusiastically whilst you heard a relieved sigh from the other end.

You replied to the sigh by saying; "Anyway I just wanted to know if you're alive and you better be ready to get your ass kicked in these games! Oh! I have to go, I'm about to run over a child BYE!"

"NUH NU NO! YOUR GETTING YOUR ASS KICKE- wait WHA?-" that's when you pressed the hang up button and started playing music on your radio, bopping your head to the beats as if that interaction didn't happen.

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Once you got to the parking lot you saw your best friend's car.

"OH RANBOO ITS BEEN YEARS!" you dramatically gasped as you ran up to ranboo who was exiting his car.

"not gonna lie i thought I'd have to get quackity involved in your trial due to your driving skills" ranboo calmly said while placing his arms around you.

You gave ranboo a terrifying glance and squeezed his waist in a threatening way..

"I mean- your the best nascar driver! amazing Uber amazing 5 star…" ranboo goofily stuttered out as he led your koala attached self to the arcade doors, all whilst giving him a death glare and never letting go of the "hug".

Unfortunately you were basically pressured into getting off ranboo when you walked in. The staff members gave you both wierd stares, looking like they were 1 second away from calling security.

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Once you and ranboo got the credits from the concerned employees you both raced to the closest 2 player game, without saying a word;

Connect 4!

Unfortunately ranboo purposely kept bumping his hips into you on the way there to get ahead of you. His hip bumps turned into a HUGE disadvantage since you ended up arriving 3 seconds after ranboo. (Note the sarcasm.)

Connect 4 was going pretty calm with a few 'take thats' every time you blocked eachother off. That was untill you made a smart move which ended up with you winning no matter what! You had 2 options for connect four and even if ranboo blocked you from winning, you'd win from another spot.

Once you noticed what happened you gave a smug smirk as you watched ranboo in 4k trying to figure out a spot to place his digital coin.

That's when his eyes lit up as he found one out of the 2 ways to block you.. That's when you saw ranboos world crumbling right in front of you. His once lit eyes became siren eyes as he saw another way to block you from winning.

Ranboo slowly crossed his arms.

"if i don't play, no one wins" ranboo smugly said as he stood up and casually walked away.

Ranboo really thought he did a 10 thousand IQ move, but that's when his IQ dropped to a -3 since his walking came to an abrupt stop due to hearing a loud male voice screaming "red player wins!"

He slowly turned around to see the once digital connect 4 set up was turned into the large letters of "RED PLAYER WINS!!" he turned his glanced lower and was meeting face to face with a grinning y/n.

"dumb ass" you simply joked as you dragged dumbfounded ranboo to skeeball.

Ranboo was pretty upset that you won the FIRST game so he was in deep concentration for this game.

The skee ball competition started pretty chill, only a few death threats were being sent- which caused curious children to surround you both, only for the parents to take their children away.

But other than that it was pretty chill, (Not the sarcasm again) thats when you noticed ranboo was a few hundred points ahead of you!

You knew you weren't going to catch up so you did the first thing that came to mind:

throwing the skee ball on ranboos foot.

Ranboo let out a loud yelp causing strangers to give you both strange looks.

"hEy!" ranboo tried protesting only for you to say 'hey' back.

To your dismay, dropping a skeeball on ranboos big toe didn't cause you to catch up. Instead you lost more points since you were laughing at teary eyed ranboo more than playing.

After that game ranboo wobbled on his heel to another competitive game, which he was planning to get revenge on.

AIR HOCKEY!!

Before the game started, ranboo gave you death stares for your teasing which caused you to laugh more which caused him to give you more stares.

it's like the circle of life!!

right when ranboo forcefully hit the puck first you knew you were in trouble.

"IM GANNA GET YA FINNGIES!" ranboo singsongingly sang as he kept using his full strength to get you.

Poor you was just anxiously hitting it back, making sure not to leave your fingers exposed.

The game was going on for awhile which caused you to expose some of your fingers.

That was a mistake.

let's just say it ended up with you both getting an Uber to the closest ER! Turns out ranboo sprained his big toe and you broke your pointer finger.

"at least i still have my middle finger" you stated between tears as you both sat in the ER room.

[thefanficmonster]

Soulmates

Ranboo & Wilbur’s Sister!Reader (Female)

Warnings: Swearing (?)

Genre: FLUFF, Platonic Fluff, CUTENESS, Humor, RPF (Real Person Fic)

Summary: Few of the many highlights of Ranboo’s trip to UK where him and Wilbur’s sister Y/N meet in person for the first time.

Requested by Anon. Hi darling, HAPPY BIRTHDAY! 🤗 Hope this is your best one yet and I hope you spend it marvelously with people you love. Have fun on your special day and save me a slice of cake 😉 I hope you like my birthday gift for you! Wish you a long life full of success and happiness 🌺 Lots of love, Vy ❤

The day Y/N mistakably wandered into Wilbur’s recording room, assuming he wasn’t streaming, to complain about her then-boyfriend who had pissed her the hell off should be written down in history.

Because that’s the day Y/N met Ranboo. That’s the day Tommy and Wilbur knew that a beast of a friendship has been kindled.

Oh, if only they knew that their terminology didn’t even scratch the surface.

A few months of daily texting, video chats and calls between him and Y/N, much to the surprise of both his friends, Ranboo called them one beautiful grey morning, asking for one of them to haul ass as soon as possible and pick him up from the airport.

Y/N, who overheard the call because of how loud the boy had to yell to outshout the wind howling outside, took the ‘as soon as possible’ part super seriously, therefore ushering her brother into the car, speeding a little over the speed limit - with thankfully no repercussions - towards what turned out to be the best weekend of her entire life. Now, eighteen years might not be a long time, but if we consider what memories of these past eighteen years will stick out in her memory in the future eighteen years, this weekend will definitely be at the top.

Little did she know at the time that the same would apply for Ranboo, but also for the people who watched the vlogs Tommy and Wilbur shot while touring their friend around the beauty of London and Brighton - sights he saw so little of considering his eyes were so transfixed on the girl who he found to be his literal soulmate.

Allow me to give you a few examples in chronological order.

The Airport, Friday 29.04.2022, 10:30 AM

You know those moments in rom-coms when one character meets the other at the airport after being apart for what to them felt like an eternity? Ok, now imagine that exact thing but between two friends. Got the mental image? If not, don’t worry, I’ll describe it to you.

Wilbur has barely parks the car when Y/N leaps out of the backseat, scaring the driver and Tommy, who is in the passenger seat senseless. Her brother has every intention of scolding her when he too gets out of the car but is stopped by what he sees - the wholesomeness of the scene in front of him.

Just like in those cheesy movies, Ranboo has abandoned his luggage to catch the excited girl, locking her in his embrace as he spins her around, provoking a fit of giggles from her as she holds onto him for dear life.

Only once he’s set her down the height difference becomes explicitly visible, standing at a foot and then some, forcing Y/N to crane her neck every time she tries to look the boy in the eyes.

“So, if I run at you at max speed, I’ll get the same treatment?“ Being the last to emerge from the vehicle, Tommy calls out to Ranboo from afar, as if giving himself time and space to pick up speed if he gets an affirmative answer.

“Don’t even think about it!“ Ranboo sticks out the arm that isn’t wrapped around Y/N’s shoulders to signal for Tommy to not pull a stunt like that, “Special treatment for special people.“

“Oh you...“ The blond starts but is cut off by the second tree-of-a-man present.

“Let it go, Tommy. At least you’re not the luggage boy.“ He hisses, turning his gaze at his sister and her new best friend as he picks up the aforementioned abandoned luggage.

Neither of them notice though, both turned to one another as they’ve already started a random conversation. That’s how the other two Brits immediately know this is gonna be one hell of a weekend for all parties involved...

The Soot Home, Friday 29.04.2022, 09:00 PM

The plan was to watch a movie before Tommy has to go home for the night despite being invited to stay over countless times. Yes, that was the plan. However, what this night inevitably turned into is a recreation of the moment in the cinema when a couple of people sitting close to you just keep chatting, albeit in hushed whispers, it’s still distracting.

In Ranboo and Y/N’s defense, though, the movie is hella boring. Even Wilbur and Tommy started drifting off about half an hour into it but still, as the oldest of the bunch, the first-born Soot frequently felt the need to shush his sister and his friend, more as to not wake up the sleeping Tommy than for him to be able to hear the dialog in the movie.

But, as you could probably imagine, the warning has effect for about two minutes before the two break out in chatter.

“Ok, with the speed we’re going at we’ll find solutions to all the world’s problems. But before we stray that far, tell me: what places do you wanna visit specifically?“ Y/N asks the American who, unbeknownst to her, is having a really hard time registering her words because of how awed he is by her accent. It’s far from his first time being faced with the charm of Brits, but man, yours is on a whole new level.

That’s why he takes a moment or two to respond, pretending he’s thinking up an answer when in reality he’s picking up the fragments of what he did hear you say, trying to fit them together to form what is it you probably said, “Um...well, wherever you think it’s a worthy place to take me to I’m all cool with.” He follows that up with an unspoken: “As long as you’re the tour guide, I’ll be happy anywhere.”

Y/N bites her lip, gaze growing a bit unfocused as if she’s racking through her memories to find a place she thinks is worth a visit and a place he’d also enjoy visiting.

Before she can think any better of it, she blurts out: “My favorite place in London is the pier my the bridge. The actual bridge is pretty nice, but I love the pier, you can see the cutest sailboats and, if the weather is gloomy - which it always is - in the late afternoon, they turn on the decorative lights. I’m telling you, you’ve never seen a prettier sight.” She pauses for a second to catch her breath and put her gushing on hold for the purpose of realism, “But it’ll probably be too windy so...”

“So that’s where we’re going. Wind be damned.“ Ranboo says without missing a beat, the corners of his eyes crinkling as he smiles fondly at this bubbly girl who’s currently exhibiting the most innocent and child-like joy with her sparkling eyes and the grin on her face. 

She straightens in her seat, enough to be able to wrap her arms around his neck, hugging him tightly. The pier will need to take the second place on the list of things worthy of Ranboo’s attention tomorrow. In fact, that will be the last thing he’s looking at if Y/N will be this happy all throughout the journey.

Her smile, her happiness - it’s a sight he doesn’t want to leave without embedding into his brain first.

The following morning...

“So much for going home.“ Wilbur says to Tommy who’s just awoken from his spot on the floor where they’d littered a bunch of pillows for him to be comfortable while watching the movie the night before.

He too had dozed off on the couch, somewhere near the hour mark of the movie so he hadn’t thought to wake up his friend, nor had he noticed the other two cuddled up eighteen-year-olds on the opposite end of the couch who too had fallen asleep, just significantly later than the other two.

With a single conspiratorial smile exchanged between the two blondes, the taller one goes and grabs a polaroid camera - gifted to him by Y/N - and snaps a picture of the two slumbering friends.

Project ‘Memories in the making’ has commenced.

The London Bridge/Pier, Saturday 30.04.2022, 12:30 PM

“Before you go and make fun of out hair in the comments just know that this entire expedition was Y/N’s idea! Y/N!“ Tommy, whose arm is already starting to go sore from holding his camera up vlogger style, looks over his shoulder to seek out the perpetrator of the crime against his and Wilbur’s hair.

He finds that she’s occupied with something at the moment.

With what?

Well, her and Ranboo have fallen behind but it’s not even a surprise anymore. They’ve taken stop after stop, just to talk, each time bringing Wilbur and Tommy, the parents of the group, closer to shoving them back in the car and driving them home. Although they probably wouldn’t find anything wrong with that  either.

As of what Y/N’s occupied with - she’s standing on a bench to give her some leveling with Ranboo’s height. Her hair is just as wild as theirs and so is Ranboo’s but Y/N’s currently tending to the case with the power of hair clips, using them to keep the boy’s hair out of his eyes. To top it all off, they’re butterfly and flower shaped so the sight of Ranboo once the girl has finished with her work is that much more adorable.

As annoying as Wilbur’s been pretending to find these two all this time, he can’t help but smile. He hasn’t seen his sister this happy in what feels like forever. It’s a moment he wants to commemorate for their sake as well as his.

And so he takes a few more pictures - one while Y/N’s still working with Ranboo’s mess of hair; another when he looks at himself with his phone’s front camera and they both burst out laughing; and a third one when he picks the girl up in his arms, whirling her around briefly before setting her down. 

He contemplates taking another shot of t he moment they share, looking into each other’s eyes so adoringly, but he finds it too personal for him to photograph although he’s pretty sure it’ll be forever photographed in their own memory.

He does, however, snap one more shot when Ranboo ruffles Y/N’s hair and pats her head lovingly afterwards.

The London Bridge/Pier, Saturday 30.04.2022, 04:00 PM

After setting up the tripod for a group picture, the four strike a pose: Tommy crouched in front of everyone else; Wilbur on Ranboo’s left, standing tall and proud with a purposeful and faux serious look on his face with his hands in the front pockets of his jeans; Y/N piggybacked on Ranboo’s back, her arms wrapped around his shoulders for her own security despite his hands holding her up by the backs of her knees.

The camera has been set up to take several shots at even intervals so they can strike different poses for each shot.

Reviewing them afterwards reveals that the best one, without a doubt is the one that was captured a mere two seconds after Y/N cracked a joke that’s got all four of them laughing their butts off. A small detail making the picture better is the fact that Ranboo turned his head to the side to be able to look at her over his shoulder. It’s an adorable moment to be caught between them, much like the one Wilbur chose not to photograph earlier.

Faith has a way of playing its way whether we play accordingly or not.

“Hey, is anyone hungry or is it just me?“ Tommy inquires after having gathered the tripod and has resumed vlogging.

If he hadn’t mentioned it, neither of the other three would’ve noticed the growling of their own stomachs, but since he luckily did, they immediately confirm that they’re in the same boat as him.

“There’s that diner we frequent like two minutes down the pier. What do you guys say?“ Wilbur suggests, turning to his friends and sister who’s now become a package deal with Ranboo. Yes, he refuses to set her down.

“I’m down, as long as I can walk there myself.“ Y/N complains, her arms still clasped around the boy’s shoulders to avoid having her return to ground be a graceless plummet.

“No way. Guide me there.“ With that said Ranboo takes off running, marking it the first time this entire trip that they have been ahead of the two blondes.

Chucking exasperatedly to themselves, Wilbur and Tommy follow suit, all the while being able to pinpoint exactly where the other half of their group is because of Y/N’s squeals of Ranboo’s name all the way to the diner.

Will didn’t get a chance to snap a pic of that, but Tommy did catch it with his vlogging camera so the moment won’t be lost in time.

The Amusement Park, Sunday 01.05.2022, 02:00 PM

“No, no, no, Y/N. You can’t go on that ride, you need at least another two inches to qualify.“ Ranboo tells the girl who’s looking longingly at the ride she might actually not be tall enough to ride but is too afraid of disappointment to actually go to the measuring stand.

She might be a little more than half his height, but she’s got more than enough fury capacity to turn around and glare at him, even if that means tilting her head back a comical amount.

“I’m not short, you’re a tree!“ She complains, arms crossed over her chest, a pouty lip, the whole nine yards of looking exactly like a child among the actual children at this amusement park.

Sparing her any potential neck pain, he bends down so they’re at an approximate eye level, the crinkled corners of his eyes letting her know he’s getting one hell of a kick out of this even if his mask is shielding his smile, “And you...” he boops her nose, “...are a treat. A treat of a friend.”

“We’re going on the goddamn ride without you two.“ Tommy calls out to them from five feet away, where him and Will have been standing and observing the interaction before them.

“You know what, go ahead.“ Ranboo motions to the ride, encouraging them to do just that, “We’ll grab some cotton candy and I’ll win Y/N a stuffed animal or two.”

With an arm wrapped around her shoulders, he guides her to the few carnival games that are a part of the amusement park. Although she complies, she doesn’t do so without a complaint, “I can win my own stuffed animals.”

“I’m sure you can Sharp-shooter. Sorry, Short-shooter.“ He teasingly replies.

“Ranboo!“

Luckily, that nose boop was caught by Wilbur’s perfectly on time reflex to snap a shot of that adorable argument. Another wholesome memory to add to the collection.

The Airport, Monday 02.05.2022, 09:00 AM

You know that heartbreaking scene in rom-coms when the two main characters have to say goodbye because one of them is leaving the country for one reason or another? Yeah, imagine that with two best friends instead....again. As before, if you can’t picture it, I got you, no worries.

“But you’ll visit us again soon, right?“ 

This is the millionth time Y/N has asked Ranboo this question and yet the answer still, to her delight, has remained the same. “Of course I will! Either I’m coming here or you’re coming to the US.“

Standing some ways away to let the two exchange goodbyes in peace are Wilbur and Tommy who are genuinely upset to see how heartbroken the girl is.

“They really love each other.“ Tommy says, he too getting slightly emotional at the thought of saying goodbye to his friend.

“They’re soulmates. Soulmates first, friends second.“ Will tells him, his movements unsure as he lifts the camera to capture the second to last picture of Ranboo’s visit.

The very last one is the selfie he takes of the entire group right before Ranboo has to go through the gate, leaving the three behind with a heavy heart that keeps screaming at him to stay although he can’t.

Wilbur drapes the camera’s safety strap around Y/N’s neck, snapping her out of her thoughts as her hands gently take hold of it, inspecting it closely, not having seen it since she saw Wilbur unwrap it on his birthday two years ago.

“I completely forgot to remind you of this. We could’ve used it to take some very cool pictures this weekend.“ She sniffles, pulling herself together after being in tears for the past twenty minutes.

Wilbur smiles quietly to himself, a hand on her back leading her out to the car where Tommy’s already waiting for them, opting to sit in the back as to keep Y/N company and comfort her on the drive home. 

“Don’t worry, it was utilized well.” He responds cryptically and is relieved when she doesn’t ask what he means by that.

Instead, she quietly sits in the backseat, cuddling into Tommy’s side to take a nap after pulling an all-nighter with Ranboo.

The meaning of what her brother said is revealed when she wakes up in her bed a few hours later. On her nightstand, she finds a pocket-sized book which she figures is a polaroid picture album. 

In the first slot, instead of a picture, there is a piece of paper with the question: “What’s a soulmate?” printed on it in cursive lettering.

Flicking through the other pages, she’s stunned to see the many pictures Wilbur took of them throughout this weekend, pictures she’s seeing for the first time.

By the time she gets to the end, she’s in tears all over again, and the final page doesn’t help - it’s another piece of paper instead of a picture and with the same lettering but bolder is written: “THAT” with a heart beneath it.

Wilbur couldn’t have been more right - that, that right there, what Y/N and Ranboo have, it proves that soulmates exist. That in this world, there is someone for everyone, be it romantic, platonic or otherwise.

They have each other.

[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

[nikaizkool]

Hello! Do you write drabbles/fics or something like that? If yes, can I ask for a little sketch with the cc!Ranboo and their s/o, who's suffering with depression and obsessive thoughts? They are my comfort streamer and I'd like to see something like that if you're comfortable. And if no, then just ignore me, have a nice day! :) And sorry for my bad english <:"D

Where’s the bad English 🫢 (I’m a lil sped so I didn’t know if you meant like sketch as in draw or sketch as in like writing but wtv) also I’ll be using his real name (mark)

Here for you

Ranboo POV

Y/n hadn’t been back home since they left a couple hours ago, though they said they’d be back in less than an hour—either they ran into some trouble or they got lost. We live rather close to their hangout spots so I went off on my way.

I hopped in my car and went on my way to the café—then the gym—then the gas station. Nothing. I started looking around driving slowly in our neighborhood. That’s when I spotted her f/c hoodie on the ground near the park. I parked my car just behind a corner next to a boutique. Immediately I ran to the hoodie picking it up and wrapping it around my waist, I went into the barriers of the park and—there they were, red puffy eyes, and a dripping nose playing with a stick.

Y/n POV

I looked up from my stick and saw him. “Mark?” I wipe some of the tears rolling down my cheek “hey—sorry I didn’t come home in time I was busy” I turn to his direction and give him a weak smile

He returns the favor by walking closer to me sitting infront of me. “Are you alright? What happened?” I shrug

“I’m pretty sure someone was following me around at the mall and I kinda freaked out and ran.” He lends me his hand to hold and once I place my hand in his he squeezes it gently “I ended up shoplifting and i feel really guilty about it and-“

“It’s alright dear” he holds my face in his hands and kisses my forehead pulling me up off the ground “let’s go home,yeah?” I nod and he guides me to the car. As we’re driving home “wanna get ice cream later? I know you love it”

“No not feeling like it today—I’m tired”

“Oh right,” he nods as we pull into our driveway. “I love you and I’ll always be here for you my love, don’t be afraid to talk to me alright?.” I nod and He grins kissing me.

(This was bad sorry)

[prettytoxicrevolver]

Reconnect | Platonic!Ranboo

After time apart, you and Ranboo reconnect your friendship

warnings: some angst, friends fighting (possible outdated info)

wc. 1.3k

flashbacks in italics as always :)

Warm coffee floats underneath you, the smell wafting up and encapsulating your senses. You gaze out of the busy London window and zone out completely, your mind moving from one thought to the next like a person floating in a lazy river. 

Your eyes trail over each person, wondering where they’re going, what they’re feeling, their backstory, etc. One boy catches your eye, tall, slim, long hair, with a relaxed state that reminds you of an old friend. 

“Ranboo come on!” 

You stop and turn, your hair flowing around you. A glowing smile lights up your face and your eyes sparkle underneath the afternoon sun. Ranboo with long limbs he doesn’t utilize to his full strength lags behind you, hidden smile under the mask. 

“(y/n) we’re early,” he calls to you and you cross your arms in protest. 

“You can never be too early to pet cats and drink coffee. Let's go!” 

He’s close enough for you to grab his arm, dragging him behind you as he pretends to not be interested in the cat cafe you were headed towards. 

“More coffee?” you look up to the pretty red-headed waitress and smile, nodding quietly. 

It seemed like a lifetime since you and Ranboo met in that exact spot, the one you both had traipsed through a million times together. Your eyes trail to the cat cafe you had visited ages ago, one that you had fallen in love with just by looking at their website. 

You step into the cafe, a warm feeling filling you up and it takes your entire willpower not to squeal in excitement. 

There were cats everywhere. 

You loved it. 

Before you can even move, Ranboo is practically racing around the place, cooing happily at all the cats. You watch with quiet giggles as he reverts back to a child filled with excitement. He finally comes back to you and you’re full out laughing. 

“You have the zoomies,” you state snickering. 

“The what?“

“When cats are excited and run around it’s called having the zoomies. You’re the human version of a cat with zoomies.” 

Ranboo stares at you blankly for a second before the two of you burst into laughter, startling several cats and a few patrons while you were at it. The rest of the time is spent sipping excellent coffee and snuggling up to the cats around the room. You don’t leave until Ranboo has petted and said goodbye to every single animal. 

The trip back to your apartment is quick, and you thank your lucky stars that Ranboo lives just across the hall from you with his and your best friend Tommy. You say goodbye, and when the door closes behind him you wait a moment before ducking into yours. 

There’s an ache in your chest, one that was simply too familiar to you by this point. It reminded you that you missed your best friend, missed the fun you had, and wished you were still friends. But the ache was bittersweet in the end. This hurt, but it was because your friendship was good. You would always have the memories and knowledge of that. 

You’re pulled out of your reminiscing when your phone rings and you swipe on it before even looking to see who’s calling you. You’re greeted by Tommy’s excited voice and you smile. 

“You’re coming to the party,” he says more than asks. 

“I am?” you ask, unaware that there was a party and that you were invited. 

“Yup. I’m picking you up at 8.” 

The conversation ends and you’re left staring at your phone wondering what just happened. You shrug it off, finishing up your coffee and heading back to your apartment. You pick out an outfit, get ready, and wait around till it’s close enough to eight. 

You’re doing a once over of your outfit before heading out the door, running straight into Tommy who has an arm raised and ready to knock on your door. You both take a step back, giggling quietly. 

“M’lady,” he says, holding his arm out to you. 

You take it and Tommy pulls you along to the unknown destination and the party awaiting you. You swear you only go three buildings down but when you step into the place it’s gorgeous, and you know this is a party where people are gonna be a little drunk and having a lot of fun. 

The minute you step into the party, the atmosphere overwhelms you and you’re swept away into the chaos. You greet friends, grab drinks, dance and feel yourself let loose. You take a break wandering to the side of the room when you see Ranboo. 

You watch as he grins widely, laughing at something Wilbur has said, and a smile worms its way onto your lips. God, you missed your platonic soulmate so much. Your eyes trail over the group he’s talking to and spot the downfall of your friendship. 

Catherine grins widely at the group and your smile diminishes instantly. Ranboo and you had both become friends with Catherine around the same time, working her way through your friend group. 

You had thought the two of you would be close, have sleepovers, go shopping, talk about love interests, work on school stuff together, all best friend things. However, you were quick to find out she was nice on the surface but mean deep down. She had talked shit about you to others, spread rumors, and ultimately broke up your friendship with Ranboo. 

“You’re really gonna believe her?” you ask painfully. 

Ranboo raises his hands into the air, dropping them to the side in a gesture that tells you he didn’t know what to believe. You run a hand through your hair, wanting to scream in frustration. 

“We’ve been best friends for 6 years! And you’re gonna take her side?” 

“She hasn’t done anything wrong!” he yells back. 

“She fucked me over.” 

“She’s nice!” he insists and you sigh. 

“If you’re friends with her, that’s fine. But don’t expect to hear much from me.” 

That was the last night you had really talked to Ranboo. 

You stayed friends with Tommy and the others in the friend group but completely shut out Catherine; and Ranboo somewhat along with her. 

While you didn’t regret for a second cutting Catherine out of your life, your heart hurt thinking about not having Ranboo in your life anymore. You two had been through so much together and the minute you left his apartment after that fight, you’ve thought about turning back around and making up with him. You didn’t know what to say or what to do, none of it feels like enough of an apology. 

“Dance with me?” Tommy asks and you have to shake your head to look at him. 

“Let’s go.” 

You make your way to the dance circle and you and Tommy move around in terrible dance moves, smiling wide at each other. When he grabs you, spinning you around laughter escapes you, and your eyes land on Ranboo. 

His gaze meets yours and there's something of an understanding that passes across the room. He wears the expression you assume you’re mimicking right back at him. You slow your movements, offering a careful smile and he returns it. You gesture towards him, mouthing “come dance,” and it feels like the cracks in your heart and the emptiness of your soul fills. 

When he’s by your side it’s like whiplash realizing how much you missed just being in his presence. Nothing could change your relationship, and you would always need your best friend. 

“I’m surprised you’re out here dancing,” he says. 

“I realized just now that I don’t wanna dance if I’m not dancing with my best friend.” 

His smile glows, and he pulls you into a hug that ends up with you two dancing around like idiots, a flame reigniting, a friendship healing.

[starborn-scottsmajor1995]

What are they gonna talk about?

2/3

THIS IS MAKING ME FEEL INDIRECTLY ACCEPTED AND YOU'LL SEE WHEN I POST THE LAST PART.

[almond-sw1rl]

Ler! Ranboo >>>>>>>

[if-loki-was-a-fox]

Peer Pressure Duo naptime :3

[whoseravenwrites]

"Your shoulder is very comfortable"

A/N : i also wrote this a while ago, and i really liked this one so here it is :)

tw : nothing really

cc!billzo x cc!reader (+ ranboo and jack)

(i found nothing about billzo not being comfortable with fanfiction so if he’s not, tell me and i’ll delete it)

my masterlist

You and your crew were getting ready to film a new video, billzo was really tired because he was playing all night.

"I’m so tired" he said closing his eyes.

"I literally told you to not spend that much time on your pc last night Bill" you answered, laughing a bit because seeing your boyfriend like that was really funny to you.

His arms were wrapped around your waist, his head resting on your neck.

You sat down for a minute, waiting for Ranboo and Jack to install everything.

billzo followed you on the floor and looked at you.

"I’m tired y/n" he said "Please let me sleep on your shoulder for a moment" he surprisingly asked.

To be honest, he never asked before showing his affection.

"Why would you ask Bill?" you said, laughing slightly at him.

"I don’t even knooow" he said, cut by a yawn.

He put his head on your shoulder and starts closing his eyes.

You were talking to him, he was just groaning as a yes or a no.

His eyes were closed and you could feel the weight of his head getting heavier on your shoulder as his breath was getting slower.

You started stroking his hair and you were smiling, you took a selfie, of course you had to show twitter that.

"look at them, such a cute couple" Jack said, smiling like a fool.

"Ew, love" Ranboo said while laughing.

You smiled at them while showing off your middle finger.

You had a half-asleep billzo on your shoulder "Your shoulder is very very comfortable my dear y/n" he finally said.

You laughed and decided to stay like that until Ranboo and Jack got ready.

[disturbed-and-depressed]

5 Years

CC!Ranboo x GN!Reader

Song: 5 Years by Bo Burnham

Warnings: None

Y/n fiddled with the phone in their hands, still contemplating as to whether or not to actually make the call to their longtime boyfriend, known as Ranboo. Today was their anniversary. Five years to be exact. The two of them were only 18, but they’ve known each other their whole lives, and they’ve been in love with each other for 6 years, that one year was spent silently pining over each other until the h/c teen mustered up the courage to actually confess.

“Oh my gosh, just call him and tell him you wrote him a song!” Tommy exclaimed, laying on his stomach across from his nervous friend. “It’s that simple.”

Y/n shook their head. “Shut up Tom, it’s not that simple. What do you know? You’ve never been in a steady relationship because you can’t get a girl to fall in love with you.”

“Woah! What the hell?” Tommy frowned and sat up. “What did I do?”

Y/n groaned and rubbed their hands over their face. “I’m sorry Tommy. I wasn’t trying to be rude. I just…What if he doesn’t like it? What do I do then?”

Tommy didn’t answer right away, trying to find the right words to say so he wouldn’t say the wrong thing and risk getting another blow to his ego. Thinking back on it, he really didn’t know how much the two meant to each other. Him and Tubbo had asked how the two of them had gotten together one night when they were all at Tubbo’s house in England, back when they were still 17 and stupid, but the couple was pretty much vague when it came to their answers.

But the one thing he did know was that Ranboo loved Y/n, and Y/n loved Ranboo. That was enough for anybody wasn’t it?

“Well I know that Ranboo loves you.” Tommy talked slowly, trying to make his words sound a little more meaningful. He wasn’t good at things like this. Y/n would have gotten better advice if they went to Aimsey or Niki instead. Hell, even Billzo or Freddy would be better than him. “If it comes from you, Ranboo will love it. I know that much.”

Y/n peeked through their fingers. “You really think so? Seriously?”

Tommy nodded and held out the phone. Biting their lip, Y/n grasped the object between their fingers.

“Okay. I can do this.” The nervous teen went into their contacts and tapped on their significant other’s profile, pressing the call button and brought the device up to their ear. “It’s ringing.”

They waited and slightly winced at the beeping. “Oh…It went to voicemail.” Y/n informed the blond.

“Just say what you were going to say.”

The e/c person nodded. “Hey Boo, uh, it's me, Um, our anniversary is coming up, it's a pretty big one, and, um, I wrote a song for you. So I'm just leaving you this voicemail because, um, I want the song to begin with this voicemail…”

“...Um, so just, figure it out and text me the voicemail, um, immediately, if you wouldn't mind…Like, right when you get this. Thank you, um, I love you, bye.”

Ranboo smiled as he listened to his lover’s voice fill his ears. He was upset because he hadn’t been able to spend a lot of time with Y/n. Ranboo had become increasingly busy with his streams while Y/n had spent more time on their album, just recently releasing outtakes and such.

Ranboo had not forgotten their anniversary but was slightly worried about it slipping Y/n’s mind, not that he would have minded too much, but he would be lying he said the thought wasn’t upsetting. So he knew he was lucky that she remembered.

That was the way their relationship worked. Ranboo was the hopeless romantic while Y/n was the realistic person. Ranboo was a live in the moment and Y/n was a plan ahead type. They balanced each other out and that’s why the couple was able to stay together so long. So with the way Y/n wasn’t big on affection all that much, it wasn’t a surprise she made a song, nevertheless, the thought could not be appreciated enough.

Y/n and Ranboo had been best friends since 5th grade, and the only reason it began was because Y/n had accidentally tripped Ranboo and he had been so forgiving, which was something that still confused the h/c teen to this current day and age.

Secrets have been shared between the two on late nights when it was school the next day. Secrets that they had originally vowed to take to the grave but allowed themselves to slip when speaking to the person who meant everything to the other.

They both had their problems, and they helped each other with their problems, whether it be mentally or physically. Ranboo had always had trouble with the way he looked, never liking his appearance. It had been something that he had confessed to Y/n around 2 years into their friendship. Y/n didn’t like the way other people perceived them, more often than not believing that they were a very tiresome person, and that people are usually annoyed with them.

The two of them were messes. Huge unlabeled weird messes. And even though together they were a bigger mess, it was a mess that just seemed to go unnoticed by most because it was so natural.

It’s been 5 years and things have not changed by much. The pair were still with each other, and things would not be changing anytime soon. Not a big change anyways.

It was around 10 pm at night, and Ranboo and Y/n had just finished a 5 hour long stream and they were starving from having not eaten anything all day, so they agreed on ordering some Chinese food. While Ranboo ordered for them, Y/n searched on tv for a show or movie that would occupy a good amount of time before their dinner arrived and chose to settle on some sitcom that was on its reruns.

The young couple sat on the couch, with Ranboo sitting near the armrest and Y/n right by him, letting their shoulders touch, eating their meal. Y/n was watching the people on the screen move and listening to them talk and the laugh track that would occasionally ring out.

Suddenly, Y/n’s attention was pulled away as Ranboo wordlessly reached over to her plate and grabbed a dumpling before popping it into his mouth. The e/c teen stopped her movements and stared at their boyfriend. Y/n scoffed and shook their head. Like, Ranboo didn’t even ask if he could. Yeah, they’re dating each other, but it should be a known fact that you do NOT take your significant other’s food unless you know they’ll be okay with it.

Ranboo stopped chewing as he caught Y/n’s gaze and stared at her questioningly. “Why are you looking at me like that? What the fuck did I do?”

The teen rolled their eyes. “You know, if you really wanted some dim sum then you should have gotten some when we place in the order dude.”

“You’re a psycho.” Ranboo jokingly told Y/n. “I don’t wanna fight, okay? So let’s just drop this, it’s not a big deal.” He turned back to the screen.

Y/n sighed, “Fine, but for the record you owe me a dumpling, I mean it, I won't forget. You owe me a dumpling or a dumpling equivalent.”

Ranboo bit his lip to stop himself from bursting out into laughter at his partner's words. It was really moments like this that made him love his best friend even more.

Ranboo walked across the slightly cluttered floor that had a few papers, pencils, and a couple sweaters scattered around. It is a calm day.

Or it was.

Y/n’s head snapped up when they heard Ranboo let out a loud screech, watching him clumsily jump on the couch, looking batshit terrified. “Hey what’s wrong!?”

Instead of answering, Ranboo shakily pointed at the ground. Confused, Y/n’s eyes followed his finger and saw the culprit. It was a fucking spider, and it was the size of a nickel.

Y/n let out a panicked gasp and clambered off the chair they were sitting on to stand on the coffee table. They swallowed the lump in their throat and looked at their boyfriend. “You should kill that.”

Ranboo looked Y/n in the eyes as he shook his head. “Um, no, fuck that.”

“Come on, be a man.”

“What?” Ranboo squinted his eyes. “You're a total anti-sexist, a patriarchy fighter. But your whole worldview collapses.The moment there's a spider.” He glanced back down at the eight legged creature. “I get it, this is the real you. It's a pleasure, nice to meet you.” Ranboo held his hand out for a handshake despite the fact that him and Y/n were like 4 feet apart. “Shit like this brings the movement down.”

Y/n scoffed. “Well, haven’t you heard the saying?”

Ranboo picked his head up again, “What saying?”

“Everyone's a feminist until there is a spider around.”

Y/n stood up from their spot on the couch and started walking towards the hall.

“Where are you going?” Ranboo asked from behind them.

“Just to the bathroom.” Faintly, Y/n could hear shuffling from the couch, but brushed it off, assuming Ranboo had gotten up for more popcorn or another drink or something. They were not expecting to be picked up by the waist and moved to the opposite side of where they were originally heading. “What the hell?”

Y/n turned back around in time to see Ranboo dart to the bathroom as well. “Hey! No! Don’t you dare!”

Getting a loud laugh in return, Y/n was unfortunately slower than the giant ass teen and ran into the door as Ranboo abruptly shut it. “Too slow!”

Y/n groaned and hit their head on the wooden door. “Bruh, why didn’t you just use the guest bathroom? This is why we have two bathrooms in the first place!” Y/n whirled around and stalked off, only pausing once to shout one more time. “And I know that you know!”

“It’s fun messing with you!”

“Fuck off!”

Y/n groaned and rubbed their eyes, trying to get all the eye crust off, still groggy from the long nap. They sat up, looking around the room, remembering that they had spent the night at Tommy’s since it was too late for Y/n to leave for the house that they and Ranboo shared.

Y/n sat up and picked up the note that was on the dresser. They recognized the sloppy handwriting as Tommy’s explaining that he had gone to the store and would be back soon, also explaining that there was food in the fridge if they were hungry.

They pushed the covers away and stood up, leaving the guest room and walking down the hall, coming out into the front room, seeing it empty. They moved over to the couch and sat down, leaning back against the cushions and pulling out their phone.

The silence that had taken over was interrupted by a knock on the door. Y/n groaned, standing up and walked over to the door, unlocking it and opening it, realizing at the last second that they should have at least looked out the peephole first. They got lucky though, seeing as it just turned out to be Ranboo.

Ranboo stood in front of his partner and smiled nervously. “Hi.”

“Hey.” Y/n breathed out, surprised he had shown up. “Sorry, come in.” They moved out of the way.

Ranboo strolled inside, glancing around the apartment. “Is Tommy here?”

“Umm, no, he’s out shopping. Who knows what he’ll come back with.” They chuckled. “What are you doing here?”

“It feels like we had a fight, even though we didn’t.” Ranboo mumbled. He held out his arms and pulled Y/n into his chest, breathing in their signature scent. “I know we haven’t had a lot of time for each other because we’ve both been busy with our own things, which also means we didn’t get to have our anniversary yesterday.” The words were muffled, but it was still easy enough for Y/n to understand.

“It’s no one’s fault.” Y/n whispered. “We can just hang out today, and go do something if you want.”

Ranboo shook his head. “No. No, I just want to be around you. I don’t want to do anything today, please.”

Y/n tightened their grip on their boyfriend. “Then we don’t have to. I promise.”

“I really loved the song.” Ranboo muttered gently.

Everything was silent between the two lovers. It was perfect even.

“Happy five years.”

[t0mmy-loser]

my valentines gift for @screechingsandwichhologram

for the @mcyt-valentines event !!

c!kristen / c!philza

c!quackity / c!wilbur soot

c!tubbo / c!ranboo

[gayritory]

GN! Midnight scare

ranboo x GN reader

tws: light cussing

I'm a new writer so please leave feedback and requests!:)

It's 3AM and you guys finally decided to end the stream and go to bed.

You were tucking your self in when ranboo ruined your spirits...

"Im gonna get water"

You gave him a nervous wearily look.

Noticing your fear he replied by saying, "I'll be back before you know it."

He than softly but teasingly patted your head and walked towards the door. It came to your mind that from this position (stfu.) he looked like slender man.

The foggy, greyish dark lighting (which looked pixely) made the whole atmosphere 100x more unsettling then it should have been. And since the bedroom door was far away from the bed, the creepy situation lasted longer than you would've wanted.

To your happiness the creature left but now you suddenly want him back.

he's been gone for 5 seconds and you already want him back-

The loneliness got to you which caused you to submerge your self even further under the covers, whilst your scared eyes were poking out- which made you seem and look like a scared child.

It's been 5 minutes and your still under the covers with your head popped out, all while sending death glares at the door in a rudely manner because of the uncomfortable situation it's resolved around.

But your also nervously waiting like a scared child for your boyfriend to come back.

You have been having a glaring contest with 'that' door forever, and you were determined to win...

But unfortunately sleep was slowly bringing you in- but you being determined to win caused you to start fighting sleep.

You kept going in and out of sleep- trying to stay awake, but once you were at the peak of sleep the door started to slowly creek open.

Now you wished you weren't so stubborn and just fell asleep like a normal human being.

the door kept slowly opening for what seemed like an eternity but once it was finally open a tall black shadow stood in the midst of it. (You wished you had matildas powers so you could've shut the door on the bitch. But sadly your just built different.)

Being half asleep and not knowing what's happening didn't bring justice to your already easily scared self.

So in fear, you flopped the blanket over your head while making a weird,deep sound which sounded like a lengthy gasp.

Feeling that it was all in your head you cautiously popped one eye out from under the covers, which then was greeted with the same black figure, but instead of standing-

it was walking...

towards you...

You went back under the covers,starting to shiver and shake- roughly squeezing your eyes shut.

'they'res no place like home' you thought as you slapped your bare feet together- making an unnecessary loud slapping sound.

Noticing how the first try of escaping didn't work, you went the easier route and started to think of happy thoughts, which was then rudely interrupted by a large hand (which was almost as big as your head), that softly slapped your blanket covered head.

you lost it.

You made a high pitched scream which caused a loud thump from the side of the bed to be heard.

'monsters get scared too.. wait am i the monster?'

"ow" the deep and tired, familiar voice grumbled, getting you out of your stupid thoughts.

Curiosity caught the best of you, which caused you to peak both your eyes out the blanket- trying to look for what made the sound.

There sat poor ranboo on the grey-carpeted floor, with his knees loosely up to his chest-one hand on the ground while the other was rubbing his head which was giving you a disapproving nod, which than was accompanied by a barely noticeable smirk.

"ranboo..." you softly and shamefully mumbled, all while ranboo stumbled back to his feet which unfortunately turned him back into the tall man he is:

slender man.

But since he's close up he looked more like an enderman.

Even though the Minecraft mob was less horrifying than slender man- 'that sight' still startled you- which of course caused you to put your head under your blanket for the umpteenth time. But since you knew it was your boyfriend, you didn't make any unnecessary sound.

Except a small gasp, that only seems to come out since your stunned and half asleep.

Ranboo seemed to notice your fear cause he softly chuckled, which actually came out more like an grumble because of his raspy-sleepy voice.

You slowly peeked out agian which put you to the sight of the tall boy flopping onto the bed.. which obviously caused your surprised self to let out a scream like gasp.

"how - the fuck did that scare you" the source of your fear teasingly grumbled.

Too tired and stunned to say anything, you flipped your lifeless body- to face the opposite side of the bed- and drifted off to sleep.

All while being to tired to be worried of the playful teasing that's happening tomorrow.

[katn3y]

Found an old comic from a G/t idea I scrapped. Tell me this scene doesn't look like ranboo 😭

Everytime I look at him I can't stop thinking about ranboo :'(

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Anyways, here's the full comic :P I wanna do something with it but I ain't gotta clue what :')

Sea giant, basically a giant that can swim really well & is a carnivore