The White Dove, Stained In Red. The White Mage, Held In Black And White.

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tinymushyWhite Dove   232d ago

The White Dove.
Many on the SMP had heard about it.
About how it was terrorizing the people there and ripping them apart in horrible ways.
Of course, some could stand up to it.
Technoblade, Philza, Tubbo, Badboyhalo, Foolish, HD, XD, et cetera.
They'd begun to set up safe houses, places where the protectors could keep people safe from it.
However, one day, it finally found a victim. Tubbo's platonic husband, Ranboo. He'd made the mistake of moving into view of it, and it smirked before slowly moving close.
A slow growl was let out of it's throat as it moved closer, closer, yet closer.
lildiamondRanboo   232d ago
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Ranboo had heard tall tales of The White Dove from friends and family. He knew the horror stories behind it, getting told graphic descriptions in gruesome detail from Tubbo, Technoblade, Philza; anyone he considered close to him, aside from little Michael, of course. The piglin child was too young to mentally handle such horror stories.
Well, perhaps not *stories*, as he knew they were confirmed facts. Tubbo had an assortment of various scars Ranboo once was able to catch a glimpse of; Technoblade had various of his strongest weapons broken as if they were twigs; Philza once had a chunk of his feathers missing from fighting it.
Ranboo knew to be careful anytime he left the shared home with Tubbo, being as respectful of his platonic husband's wishes to stay safe as best he can. Today, however, he was out of his normal state of mind, though it was nothing like an enderwalk. The enderman hybrid had left the house, without a shred of armour or weaponry, carrying nothing but a book and feathery pen. He had decided to write outside today, and nothing was going to change his mind about that. That was, up until his ear softly flicked like a cat would, having heard a soft growl come from around him. Ranboo trepidly shifted to try and get a look at what had made such a growl, for once in his life more than hoping it was a wild animal. Oh *please* let it be a wild animal, like a bear perhaps; he could fight off a bear with nothing but brute strength. Sure, it might be a little bit of a struggle given he had no armour, but he could manage a large bear.
tinymushyWhite Dove   232d ago

It moved close and let it's eyes glow from under it's mask silently. The Dove's mask was oftentimes the only things normal people remembered, although Philza often talked about how it's eyes advertised it's mood. If they glowed, it was just scanning you. If it's eyes are hollow, you should either run or accept your fate. It had a sword hidden under it's cloak.
A large cloak, hiding it's small, almost childlike stature. It began to move forward to look at Ranboo, letting out soft growls every so often as it held a hand out. Another tale he'd been told, never let it directly touch you. It's touch, when exposed to bare skin of most kinds, it would just freeze your skin as if you'd gotten frostbite.
It gently paused, however, and seemed to narrow it's eyes as it's cloak blew in the wind, showing it's outfit. The outfit it wore was an odd one, it seemed to follow the olden fashions. Slightly baggy, airy pants, high-cut boots and it's cape. It seemed more like a...roughly 15 year old adolescent male, at least in body shape. It was an odd look for someone that's rumored to be a vicious killer that's slaughtered so many in the SMP.
lildiamondRanboo   232d ago
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Ranboo stood mostly frozen in place, one of his legs taking a mere step back to avoid being touched as his grip on his pen and paper visibly tightened from the way the pages crumpled in on themselves in his paw-like hands.
That wasn't remotely close to a bear, confirming his fearful suspicions, as he stared down at it with newfound drippy eyes, as if they were melting. The enderman hybrid let out soft growls in response to the ones he was given, his own mouth becoming that stringy, goopy mess like the monster that he himself sometimes became similar to during his enderwalks. He shook his head gently; no, no, he told himself, now was not the time for "monster-mode" as Michael and Tubbo called it. That could get him killed, so he tried to calm himself at least a little. Maybe he could get away if he looked less threatening, after all, but his attempts were to no avail.
Ranboo took a few more steps back, carefully tucking his pen and paper away with now fully clawed hands, keeping his eyes looking firmly down at The Dove and silently staring.
tinymushyWhite Dove   232d ago

The Dove seemed quite interested in what he was doing, staring at him as the glowing eyes under it's mask slowly blinked at him. However, it crouched a bit before pouncing on him, growling loudly as it dug it's claws (that couldn't exactly be seen before) into his shoulders in order to stay on the ender hybrid.
It had been searching for something new to eat, and quietly ripped into Ranboo's shoulder as it's mask lifted slightly to show the way that it's jaw almost seemed to dislodge in order to open it's mouth further and bite off more of what it wanted. After a moment, it ripped off a good chunk of his flesh and jumped off of him, scurrying over to a tree and huddling over the piece as it tore it up quickly and ate it almost ravenously. It was so hungry. The animals outside no longer sated it as much as they used to, although the larger animals were often quite delicious. However, fear was something that made things taste so much better.
It looked back at Ranboo before growling softly, finishing up the piece and seeming to circle him while looking for another opportunity, another chance to get another bite of his flesh, muscle and bone.
lildiamondRanboo   232d ago
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Ranboo mentally switched from fear and panic to sheer anger, completely and utterly ignoring the screeching pain in his shoulder and the purple blood that poured from it like thick oil. He let out a furious roar much like his ender brethren would make, his voice booming like a lions' as he glared hardly down at it, watching its movements carefully as to never turn his back to it as ender particles danced around him.
Perhaps Tubbo could have overheard his roar, he wasn't all that far from the house after all; gosh, he really should have brought armour and weapons with him like he promised his platonic husband he'd do anytime he left, those sounded amazing to fight with; but regardless, he stood tall and pridefully as he readied himself for a fight for his life. There was no way he was going to willingly further become The Dove's lunch, not now, not tomorrow, not ever.
He growled out incoherent warnings and threats in Ender with the same aggression in his voice as his roar had, unable to help his jaw from unhinging as he spoke, growling ever more after speaking.
tinymushyWhite Dove   232d ago

This only seemed to anger it more as it hunkered down into another crouched position, jumping at him and trying to sink it's teeth into him with loud snarls. It eventually managed to bite down on him again, ripping into his flesh and muscle again as it pushed off of him to slide across the ground. "Rrrrrrrr..." It's eyes glowed angrily before it ate the piece of Ranboo's flesh again, the cape shifting and turning into these tiny wings that couldn't support it. It jumped at him over and over, trying it's best to eat him. It was hungry. It. Was. HUNGRY.
It took a while for Tubbo to show up, and his eyes widened before he drew up his crossbow as he shot The Dove in the back. This made it choke and cough before whirling on Tubbo, it's eyes glowing as it ran and tackled Tubbo. Of course, he'd fought it before, and swiftly kicked it off into a tree before running over to Ranboo. "Ranboo! Ranboo, we gotta go, NOW!" He gently put his hand onto Ranboo, The Dove letting out a loud screech.
It was a bloody, terrifying scream as it turned it's head to look at them so quickly that it's neck popped loudly, crawling on all fours as it's body distorted and glitched. It was hungry. It was hungry.
IT.
WAS.
H U N G R Y.
lildiamond     232d ago
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Ranboo continued to growl, both his tails swishing around frantically before coiling around one another, still flicking about even after coiling in on each other. He glanced down to Tubbo, providing no more of a response than a quiet huff from his nose and a mumble of "Underscore". He was happy to see him given the circumstances, but, at the same time still given the circumstances, wildly enraged by the fact he had not one, but two chunks of his own flesh had been torn from his skin.
His eyes caught on an ender particle that danced in front of his mix-n-match coloured eyes, almost as if it were trying to calm him down. Or distract him momentarily from the situation and the water-logged like pain he felt. He le tout a grow of dissaprovial, however, and swiftly chomped down on the particle, briefly blinking only to open his eyes and learn he had teleported roughly twenty feet away from Tubbo with a harsh 'vwoosh' sound following after him. Ranboo only stared, however, not moving from his spot to get back to Tubbo; even if he couldn't properly think at the moment, he knew he didn't want Tubbo to get any further involved and risk getting hurt, that was just who he was.
tinymushyShouta Aizawa   232d ago

The Dove charged Ranboo and jumped at him with a loud screech, grabbing onto him as best it could as it's small wings flapped hard. It was kind of trying to pull him over, but it eventually made eye contact with him as it growled and reared back before biting into his already open wound. It was tearing at his body as much as it could, beginning to store as much of his flesh in it's mouth as it bit him over and over. It ripped away from him after a moment, finishing it's food before snarling at him. However, Tubbo wasn't fast enough to stop what happened next.
It suddenly charged again, tackling Ranboo again and grabbing his throat with it's teeth before sinking them in. It ripped his throat out after a moment, getting VERY surprised by the small explosion of particles that happened when the totem of undying activated. "Rrrr?!" It backed off as Tubbo speared it with a...well...SPEAR. It began to whimper and whine, softly growling at Tubbo as it struggled against where it was pinned with the spear. Tubbo stood and ran over to Ranboo. "Oh thank god, you're okay..."
lildiamondRanboo   232d ago
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Ranboo fell into an ice-cold silence as his eyes flicked down to Tubbo, his tails thumping loudly against the grassy ground below him in infuriating while his claws tore into his own hands. A totem; Tubbo had to use *a totem* to save him and his ''fighting insufficient self'', or so he was mentally telling himself. If it wasn't clear Ranboo was deathly displeased before, it was now as he let out a firm roar of pure fury at The Dove, wiping with a hand at the goop that fell from his mouth and eyes like liquid latex.
Surprisingly enough, Ranboo had enough self-restraint to stop himself from charging at it and tearing it to pieces in return, though it didn't come easily to him. He forced himself to stay near Tubbo, looming over him protectively instead, grumbling ''Underscore'' almost inaudibly to himself, evidently still out of his usual mindset.
tinymushyWhite Dove   232d ago

The Dove narrowed it's eyes at Ranboo as it struggled to get the spear out, Tubbo raising his crossbow and pointing it at the creature. "Heh. I might be the person to kill The White Dove. Isn't that funny?" He asked rhetorically to both his husband and the creature, who snarled before curling up and beginning to whimper. It resembled Ender, the speech of the creature, but it felt much more like a guttural language. It was more of a growl than the hiss that Ender tended to be sometimes, and it shook the spear out of the ground before standing up and glaring at Ranboo.
There was a clear challenge in it's eyes. *Fight me yourself.* Was what it's eyes said before it turned tail and ran away as quickly as it could, Tubbo seeming to go after it for a moment before sighing and shaking his head. "Let it bleed out..." He grumbled before turning back to Ranboo and reaching up to put a hand on his cheek. "Ranboo?"
lildiamond     232d ago
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Ranboo let out a sharp growl upon a hand being placed against his cheek, having momentarily been distracted by watching The White Dove run off elsewhere. He had seen the challenge he was presented with, only growing ever more pissed off at the fact that it felt like it needed to prod and further aggravate him in order to get him to actually put up a fight, especially so in the presence of Tubbo.
His eyes scanned over his platonic husband a few times for any injury he might have sustained, though his angry tail thumping and ender particle dancing didn't calm down for a mere second. When he made sure that Tubbo was alright, the enderman hybrid bolted off in search of the creature, growling loudly as he bounded after it. There was no chance in hell he was going to simply let it bleed out; no, no, he needed revenge, such a craving tainting his eyes that uncanny purple he tried to avoid at all costs. "⎎⟟☌⊑⏁ ⋔⟒ ⊬⍜⎍ ⎎⎍☊☍⟒⍀!" Ranboo snarled out loudly.
tinymushyShouta Aizawa   232d ago

It screeched loudly to lure him back to it's cave, sliding into it as it turned and growled loudly at Ranboo. The Dove seemed quite angry from the spear still stuck through it, growling and clawing the ground before charging him and biting at his sides over and over. It kept running around and under Ranboo, biting and ripping into him where he could as it's little wings flapped harshly. It kept trying to fly, like it's name suggested it could, but it didn't seem to be able to.
"⋏⍜⍙ ⏁⊑⏃⏁ ⍙⟒'⍀⟒ ⍜⋏⟒ ⍜⋏ ⍜⋏⟒..." It spoke in heavily accented Ender, as if it had just learned the language a few hours ago. It circled him slowly, analyzing him, before growling. "⊬⍜⎍'⍀⟒ ⏃ ⏁⍀⎍⌰⊬ ⎅⟒⌰⟟☊⟟⍜⎍⌇ ⌿⟟⟒☊⟒ ⍜⎎ ⎎⍜⍜⎅." It spoke out to him, then leaped at his back and tore into it as quickly as it could.
lildiamondRanboo   232d ago
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Ranboo glared down at The Dove but didn't usher a word or sound of pain upon being bit at and ripped into. He wasn't going to give it that satisfaction, instead trying to figure out a means, to put it simply, of how to kill it as painfully as he could. Avoiding getting further hurt would be great too; he could already hear Tubbo scolding him for getting so many wounds as he helped patch him up; and one thing, in particular, stood out to the now purple-eyed enderman hybrid. The Dove couldn't seem to fly, so therefore if he managed to get somewhere where it couldn't get to him, he'd have an easier time killing it. Thankfully in his case, his heritage helped, since endermen could teleport practically wherever they so wished at any given moment. So, putting two and two together, he teleported out of immediate harm's way and literally clung to the ceiling of the cave as a cat would cling to the ceiling of a house. He had to thank whatever else made him up for his astoundingly good grip strength, it alone holding him up to the ceiling. Now all he had to do was figure out a way to kill it, or maybe stay there until it got exhausted from blood loss. Whatever the case may be, he grinned maniacally down at it as the goop from his eyes and mouth dripped down to the floor. "⊬⍜⎍'⍀⟒ ⏃ ⎅⟟⌇☌⍀⏃☊⟒ ⏁⍜ ⏁⊑⟒ ⟒⋏⎅⟒⍀⟟⏃⋏ ⌰⏃⋏☌⎍⏃☌⟒ ⏃⋏⎅ ⟒⋏⎅⟒⍀☍⟟⋏⎅; ⟟'⌰⌰ ⌿⟒⍀⌇⍜⋏⏃⌰⌰⊬ ⌇⟒⟒ ⏁⍜ ⟟⏁ ⏁⊑⏃⏁ ⊬⍜⎍'⍀⟒ ☍⟟⌰⌰⟒⎅ ⟟⋏ ☊⍜⌰⎅ ⏚⌰⍜⍜⎅. ⎅⍜⋏'⏁ ⍙⍜⍀⍀⊬; ⊬⍜⎍⍀ ⎅⟒⏃⏁⊑ ⍙⍜⋏'⏁ ⏚⟒ ⌿⏃⟟⋏⌰⟒⌇⌇ ⍜⍀ ⊑⏃⎐⟒ ⏃⋏⊬ ⋔⟒⍀☊⊬ ⎍⋏⌰⟟☍⟒ ⋔⊬ ⍜⏁⊑⟒⍀ ☍⟟⌰⌰⌇. ⟟'⋔ ⌇⎍⍀⟒ ⏁⎍⏚⏚⍜, ⍜⍀ ⏁⟒☊⊑⋏⍜, ⍜⍀ ⟒⎐⟒⋏ ⌿⊑⟟⌰⋉⏃, ⍙⍜⎍⌰⎅ ⌰⍜⎐⟒ ⊬⍜⎍⍀ ⊑⟒⏃⎅ ⏃⌇ ⏃ ⏁⍀⍜⌿⊑⊬."
tinymushyWhite Dove   232d ago

"⊬⍜⎍ ⍙⍜⋏'⏁ ☌⟒⏁ ⏁⊑⟒ ☊⊑⏃⋏☊⟒, ⟒⋏⎅⟒⍀⟟⏃⋏." It snarled out as it glared at him, charging up and jumping up to grab onto Ranboo, biting into his neck as best it can. It's eyes glowed behind it's mask, ripping off pieces of his flesh as it raked it's claws down Ranboo's back angrily. It seemed extremely angry, trying to rip him off of the ceiling quickly as it growled softly. It continued to rip into him, going down to the ground and gliding a bit in order to not get hurt by hitting the ground too hard. It's eyes glanced up at Ranboo before snarling at him angrily, huddling in on itself as it prepared to try and get attacked.
lildiamondRanboo   232d ago
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"⊬⍜⎍ ⏃⌰⍀⟒⏃⎅⊬ ☌⏃⎐⟒ ⋔⟒ ⏁⊑⟒ ☊⊑⏃⋏☊⟒ ⏚⊬ ⎎⟟☌⊑⏁⟟⋏☌ ⋔⟒." Ranboo billowed out as he crawled about the ceiling for a few moments before dropping down to the floor, maneuvering so that he landed on his unusually pointed feet while he towered before the exit, ensuring it had no means to escape. In the moments he first landed, he picked up the spear Tubbo had once stabbed through The Dove, twirling it skillfully between his hands before throwing it forcefully at it. He wasn't as precise as Tubbo in terms of his throwing ability, and even if he did miss and it ended up striking a rock formation in the cave, it would still act as a good distraction to rush over and pin the creature down between his sharp claws and keep it there. Good thing it *did* miss, though, as he didn't feel like struggling with the spear stuck in it at the moment while he pinned it down. "⊬⍜⎍ ⋔⏃⎅⟒ ⏃ ⌿⍜⍜⍀ ☊⊑⍜⟟☊⟒ ⏁⍜ ☊⊑⏃⌰⌰⟒⋏☌⟒ ⋔⟒; ⟟⏁'⌰⌰ ☊⍜⌇⏁ ⊬⍜⎍ ⊬⍜⎍⍀ ⌰⟟⎎⟒." Ranboo continued to growl out, glaring down at it as his jaw unhinged like a broken machine part. He leaned down, keeping his mouth open wide as if going to eat it instead of it eating him; a sick twist of fate Ranboo thought of on the fly. It was a scare and submission tactic, however, instead planning on crushing it between his hands as his grip slowly tightened. Painful, his thoughts howled to him, he was going to intentionally make this kill as painful as he knew how. It was for karma, his thoughts added.
tinymushyWhite Dove   232d ago

The Dove thrashed and snarled before biting into Ranboo's tongue harshly, ripping it off as best it could before growling angrily. It hated feeling trapped, it hated it so much, and it tried to wriggle it's arms out of Ranboo's grip before grabbing the sword it had and using it to stab into Ranboo's shoulder. It's not going down without a fight, that much is for sure, and it growled angrily at Ranboo before it kicked at him angrily, growling loudly to try and assert it's dominance over him, failing miserably since he was so much bigger than it. It kept trying to fight against him before panting softly and glaring up at him in a final act of anger. It didn't want to give in, but it was losing blood and energy. Ranboo's grip was painful as hell, and it hated it so much, and growled softly as it kicked him right in the neck quickly. It was giving off a big fight, and would only give in when it was right on the verge of death, which was coming quickly.
lildiamondRanboo   231d ago
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Ranboo harshly glared down at The Dove caught between his paw-like hands the second he was shown any form of fight, his tail thrashing around violently as he began driving the claws on his thumbs through its gut as if he were doing nothing more than popping the bubbles that made up bubble-wrapping. "⏃⍙⟒, ⋏⍜⏁ ☌⍜⟟⋏☌ ⏁⍜ ⟒⏃⏁ ⋔⊬ ⏁⍜⋏☌⎍⟒? ⍙⊑⏃⏁'⌇ ⍙⍀⍜⋏☌? ⋏⍜⏁ ⎎⟒⟒⌰⟟⋏☌ ⊑⎍⋏☌⍀⊬ ⏃⋏⊬⋔⍜⍀⟒?" He asked coldly in a mock tone of playfulness, though he didn't want any form of answer from it as he continued to push the pointy and sharp cartilage that made up his claws through it. He could honestly care less if it died of blood loss, organ failure, or him managing to stab its heart at this point, growling down at it as the same pitter-patter of goop fell from his mouth and eyes, patiently waiting to see the moment it gives up and finally closes its eyes for the last time, never to wake up. Did he let out a laugh when an enderman teleported next to him? Yes. The moral support from his own kind was nice, and it only egged him onwards.
tinymushyGeorgeHD   231d ago

It didn't take long for Ranboo to get to it's heart, given how small it was, and it let out a couple of struggled words before speaking only a few. "The...White Dove...is..." It hissed out in English before the pure white eyes that flickered behind it's mask sputtered out like a flame blown out harshly. The whole thing just seemed to dissipate, only leaving behind it's clothes and a small glowing orb which seemed to be what formed the creature's body. The clothes almost seemed big enough to fit Michael, except the mask. The mask didn't look like it would fit anybody. It was a trophy of sorts, then, a trophy to bring back to his family. His family was safe, the people in the SMP could live in peace once again. Michael no longer had to fear going outside, no longer fear the idea that someone as small as him could be so dangerous as to snap some of Technoblade's best weapons.
Everyone was safe.
lildiamondRanboo   231d ago
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Ranboo let out a quiet sigh, pulling his hands back when it dissipated, his still purple eyes blinking as his brain processed that fact for a second. He didn't further question it, however, instead reaching forward to gather up all that it had left behind while his violent tail thrashing came to a cease. He looked over the clothes; they probably would fit Michael well, maybe he could use them as an authentic Halloween costume if the piglin felt like dressing up as what was once known as The White Dove. Ranboo rose to his feet after gathering the clothing, the orb, and the mask, politely asking the fellow enderman who watched to kindly dislodge the sword stabbed through his shoulder. The enderman obliged, handing the sword back to Ranboo after it was removed as gently as possible, before teleporting away as they tended to do. The enderman hybrid then walked back to his home, a trail of purple-y blood leaking out behind him as he stepped onwards; he could already hear Tubbo hardly scolding him for acquiring such wounds and the fact his hands and mouth were submerged to the brim in blood, but hey, maybe his gifts could calm down the soon-to-be angry bee-ram hybrid. Ranboo hoped so, at least; he also hoped Michael wouldn't see him in this "monster-mode", fearing he might give his own son nightmares for days upon seeing such a gruesome sight.
tinymushyTubbo   231d ago

Tubbo was waiting for him at the door of the safe house, staring at the clothes in his hands before taking a soft breath. "Is...is it over?" He spoke out softly as he looked up at him, his brain hardly processing the wounds for a moment. He moved close and took the clothes from him as he looked at them, humming to himself as he smiled, then looked up at Ranboo and uncorked a health potion. He gently held it up to Ranboo, offering it to him while folding up the clothes comfortably. He seemed very happy that Ranboo had come back, even if he was somewhat less than whole. The health potion could help with the stinging wounds, and his wings buzzed loudly as he hummed to himself and lead Ranboo inside. "Come on. Michael's being taken care of by Phil." He lead him to where the two hybrids usually sleep, folding the clothes and setting them aside as he hummed to himself.
lildiamondRanboo   231d ago
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Ranboo swiftly downed the health potion he was given before setting the empty bottle elsewhere; it could be reused later if it were cleaned properly. He silently followed Tubbo inside as he struggled to wipe off the blood that coated his hands, attempting to ease the sting from such a liquid that was mostly water. "Who would have thought I'd have to fight *two* masked beings..." He muttered quietly, referring to both The White Dove and Dream himself, as his eyes slowly returned to the signature mix-n-match colours they usually did. Ranboo had calmed down by now, no longer in a fight-or-flight mode, his "monster-mode" appearance slowly going back to his normal, non-goopy self. Though, he still had chunks of flesh torn off him and new scars in the shapes of scratches and bitemarks, eyeing himself over a few times as he sighed. "That mask, though," Ranboo started, pointing to the mask he had allowed Tubbo to take from him. "It's a gift. From me to you... I think Phil and Techno would like the orb; Phil might even find out what it is and what it's meant for."
tinymushyTubbo   231d ago

Tubbo looked down at the mask, holding it up to his face a bit before humming in intrigue. "Interesting. Thanks, Ranboo!" He chirped happily as he placed the mask aside, looking at the orb before his eyes glimmered softly. "Hm, hm, hm..." He put the clothes away and placed the orb aside in order to look up at him, sitting next to Ranboo and leaning into him gently. "Did it say anything before it died?" He asked curiously, his wings shifting and buzzing softly as they got more comfortable. He then closed his eyes, sighing quietly before smiling as he chuckled softly. "You disobeying me was probably the best idea you had today." He mumbled quietly, crossing his arms before looking up at him. "And now you don't have to be scared of going outside to write. Michael can run around outside now. Isn't that good? You saved us, Ranboo. All of us." He spoke out calmly as he smiled softly, putting a hand on Ranboo's. "The whole SMP is safe because of you." He hummed out as he moved to nuzzle his cheek, then hopped off the bed. "I should probably 'buzz' over and give the good news to the other camps, huh?" He made finger guns at him on the word 'buzz', winking at him before laughing quietly.
lildiamondRanboo   231d ago
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Ranboo calmly rolled his eyes as he let out a quiet laugh of his own, raising a now clean hand to gently pat Tubbo's head. "I'm sure they'd be happy to hear it from such a vigilant knight as yourself, Bee. Thank you for the assist, by the way, I'm not sure I could have done so without your help." He said with a small smile, gently rubbing his own arm before plopping back on the bed. "It did say *something* before it died; "The White Dove is-"; it cuts off there, might've killed it too soon... Also, you can't exactly tell a prince what to do, Tubs, that kinda counters the entire point of a hierarchy." Ranboo lightly joked at the end, softly smiling at the fellow hybrid. He was well aware that, due to the fact they were married, Tubbo too was technically an End prince himself, but he still liked to joke around about it. He wore a crown for a reason, in fact, said reason being to show his royalty. "Anyways, I think I'm going to... Stay here for a bit... I need to recover from the fight, I'm fairly tired, and you know I rarely decide to kill things, let alone talking, walking, breathing creatures with complex emotions... Could you give the orb to Phil and Techno for me, please, while you're out and about?"
tinymushyTubbo   231d ago

"No problem, Boo." Tubbo hummed before coming up to rub at Ranboo's cheek with the back of his hand gently, smiling down at him sweetly for a moment before grabbing the orb and walking out to meet with the survivors. "We're all safe. Phil, Techno, come here?" He called out, the piglin man walking up as he looked down at him. "You finally killed it?" He asked curiously, Tubbo shaking his head as he held the orb close to his chest. "No, Ranboo did. He wanted you and Phil to have this." He held the orb out to them, the orb softly pulsing with light as it was held close to Phil.
Meanwhile, the distant sound of a dove's cry could be heard in Ranboo's mind, as well as the soft cry of a distressed child. It sounded like Michael, but a bit higher pitched. It felt like a child was huddled right up against him, but Michael was with Tubbo. It was an odd feeling, a scary feeling when one remembers just how small The Dove was.
The White Dove Is.
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Ranboo shivered as a cold chill ran through his spine, which made no sense due to the fact he was perfectly cozy underneath the thick and warm blankets in his and Tubbo's bed. It seemed like once again he was going to have trouble telling apart reality from imagination and night traumas, as if he didn't have enough difficulty with the same thing from Dream. Looks like he'd be experiencing more hallucinations yet again, and it seemed like there'd be no time to rest and relax or get proper sleep.
Ranboo quietly grumbled to himself, bitterly giving up with his attempts to get any shut-eye, looking down to his side to see if anything was there. It certainly *felt* like a small figure was pressed to him, almost the same size of Michael if he thought about it.
Wait, wasn't The White Dove about the same size as Michael?
No, no, don't overthink things now Ranboo, you almost lost your sanity the last time an hallucination of Dream paid you a visit, so now's not the time to slip back into purple insanity.
...But it didn't hurt to check; to make sure he was simply imagining things.
tinymushyTubbo   231d ago

Another soft cry could be heard distantly, like it was in another room and in Ranboo's head at the same time. It still felt like a small figure was pressing up to Ranboo, like a small child having a nightmare. However, his wounds began to sting as well suddenly, as if they'd just been reopened as the words echoed in his head again.
*The White Dove Is.*
Then, a scream, distant but still loud.
Pained, loud, panicked.
*Michael.*
And another voice? Two voices, yet Tubbo had only brought home Michael. Two voices, two children, both in pain. One was crying, the other just sounded scared.
lildiamondRanboo   231d ago
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Ranboo instantly sat up and heaved the blankets off of him, scanning himself for any open injury since his previously healed ones felt like lava were searing into his flesh, a familiar feeling he knew all too well how to identify from past experiences. He grew further confused, panicked, and terrified to find out that he was...
Harm-free.
Completely and utterly scratchless.
The hair on the back of his neck and tails stood on end when he heard a scream come from elsewhere in the house and his head at the same time, almost as if his head was echoing what he heard, or vice versa.
He scrambled frantically out of bed, paying no attention to the tripping and fumbling over his own feet as he scurried out of the room. He began searching the house in a wild and frantic daze, the same ender particles dancing around him that had been earlier.
Ah, another purple episode today? Great.
No matter, he *had* to find Micheal and make sure he was alright and safe. No, he *needed* to find Michael; he wasn't going to take the option of not finding him. He refused to believe, until his own eyes saw his beloved piglin child, that he was safe.
It only freaked him out ever more to hear a second voice, adoptive fatherly instincts mixing with protectiveness as he clawed his way hastily through the house, leaving no room unchecked to find Michael.
And Tubbo too, his non-purple self admitted silently; gosh, with how slow he felt right now, it felt like he was going to go insane, even if he was running around at his fastest speed, being nothing more than a blur in most people's visions.
tinymushyTubbo   231d ago

Tubbo was holding onto Michael and...another child...? as they screamed and cried, the whole house having allowed Ranboo past. It was significantly emptier now, but the point was, Tubbo and Michael were there. The new child was so small, almost as small as Michael was when they first brought him home. It let out soft whimpers, covering it's face and whining before Tubbo let out a soft hum as he nuzzled their hair gently. Snow. White. Hair. Michael then ran up to Ranboo, holding his hands up to him as he let out a soft sob. "Papaaaa!" He cried as Tubbo sighed and let Michael go to his other father, holding onto the newer child and rubbing their arms in soft comfort. "Come on, little one..." He whispered softly as he stroked their arms, the little creature letting out a dove's cry that resembled the one that was echoing in Ranboo's head. They'd removed their hands from their face, it looked normal. Sort of. There were places that made it look kind of like...a nutcracker...a place where it could possibly dislodge.
lildiamondRanboo   231d ago
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Ranboo's tails flicked madly around behind him as he hastily leaned down and picked Michael up, gently cradling the piglin to his chest as he stared down at Tubbo.
He panicked upon faintly recognizing the child in his arms, swiftly pacing around the room as he continued to hold onto Michael, a purple tear-like liquid falling from his eyes, and he struggled to contain himself.
No, NO, no more "monster-mode"; that's ONLY for Halloween now, he mentally screeched to himself as he paced around in front of Tubbo and the new child, fear evident in every step he took.
"Tubbo, *Tubbo Underscore*, who is that? Why are they here? Why the hell did you bring home another child? And why in XD's name do they look so similar to The White Dove??" Ranboo frantically asked, doing his utter best to keep his mouth and eyes from melting into stringy goop, having a feeling that it would only scare Michael, if the child wasn't already scared by Ranboo's reaction to the new kid.
"Tubbo, I *demand* answers *right now,*" His voice billowed out sternly, his brows knitting together as he stopped pacing and stood in place, his tails strongly slamming against the floor below him to show his displeasure. And his fear, in a sense.
tinymushyTubbo   231d ago

Michael reached up and patted at Ranboo's chest, whining softly. "Don't yell at daddy...I found them under my bed. They were crying, papa!"
The small child in Tubbo's arms whimpered as they curled into the bee-ram hybrid, who gently sighed as he watched Ranboo. "Both of them screamed when Michael found him, and I don't know why. Michael's the only one who's gotten anything other than the word "pain" out of them."
Another soft cry came from the small child as they sniffled, covering their face again. "Pain, pain, pain...hurts..." They whimpered out as the tiny wings on their back stirred softly, Tubbo immediately stroking them down with a soft sigh.
"No, you can't use those, they're broken..." Tubbo mumbled to them, Michael whining as he looked up at Ranboo. "They're not dangerous, papa, they're scared. They just want a home." He quietly played with his hands, seeming uncomfortable by how panicked Ranboo seemed.
lildiamondRanboo   231d ago
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Ranboo only further freaked out at what he was told, his tails thrashing violently against the floor enough to lightly shake it, blinking away the purple goop that collected in his eyes.
He continued to stare down at Tubbo, refusing to look back at the small child in the other's arms as he set Michael down carefully onto the floor, nudging him back in the direction of the bee-ram hybrid. Ranboo didn't speak a word, however, instead looking at his platonic husband with eyes that screamed "I can't deal with this; you know where to find me if you need me" before suddenly teleporting away with a loud, almost shaky vwoosh sound.
Ranboo's panic room.
Made completely and entirely of smooth, explosive-protecting obsidian, concocted to help him calm down in peace away from the rest of the world when he couldn't handle the own nightmarish life he got himself into. It used to be where he freaked out and saw hallucinations of Dream, but now it was where he hid himself away when he was on the verge of a mental break or simply needed to vent; never to anybody else, however.
The enderman hybrid let out an ear-piercing scream, unlikely to be heard outside of the obsidian room, as he huddled himself up into a Ranboo ball. He couldn't help it, unable to control himself at this point. Was this how Tubbo felt when Tommy and Wilbur came back? God, it was horribly terrifying, Ranboo felt sick to his stomach ready to puke his guts out at any given moment.
He killed the thing in cold blood, between his own claws, *and* it came back as a child Tubbo was trying to look after nonetheless!
tinymushyTubbo   231d ago

Tubbo saw the look before sighing and looking down at the child in his arms, Michael walking over to them and quietly shaking the child. Both of them whimpered as their eyes glimmered softly, pushing Tubbo off and screeching quietly.
Well, quietly for them, loudly for Ranboo. Very loudly.
Tubbo covered his ears and gritted his teeth as he looked down at the baby Dove, Michael running out of the room as The Dove just cried and ran after him. Tubbo stood and ran after them, but Michael lead them outside and quietly hid in a crevice Tubbo knew of. The orb had disappeared from Techno's position, and Tubbo had to cover his eyes before The Dove opened a glowing portal and completely disappeared, leaving Michael and Tubbo alone. It made him sigh as Tubbo ushered Michael back inside.
"Go inside. I need to find Ranboo." He adjusted the satchel bag he always carried before flying to the few places he knew Ranboo went while stressed. He hoped he wasn't at the panic room, as he hated having to intrude on that place, but eventually stood at the entrance as he sighed.
lildiamondRanboo   231d ago
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Ranboo sat on the floor, clutching onto his ears weirdly enough as his tails kicked around behind him, the fur on them standing on their ends, making them seem fluffier than what they actually were.
He could hear nothing but that god-awful screeching ringing inside his ears and brain, coughing out a half-gag as if he were genuinely going to be sick. Tears freely strung down his face much like the purple ooze, but unlike the purple ooze, such tears burned painfully at his skin. It was a pitiful reminder as to what karma was; his own tears hurting him at his lowest peak while he tried desperately to wipe them away with fabric he wasn't wearing, however he still had to hold his ears down as the noise was too loud for him, making his stomach turn violently like a butter churn.
Ranboo looked up for a mere moment, his eyes catching sight of Tubbo, before swiftly turning his back to him, coughing out with another half-gag, this time mixed with a wretched sob.
Why was *he* the one with such bad karma all of a sudden? Ranboo didn't understand. *He* was the one eaten like lunchmeat and taunted for apparently being tasty; *he* wasn't a murderer who had stolen countless lives on the SMP. All he did was finally remove the monster responsible for all those cold-hearted deaths he had been told about from Tubbo, Philza, Technoblade; any survivor he knew.
Nonetheless, here he was, stressed out of his mind, sitting on the cold floor made of obsidian with countless scratch marks carved inside it, crying and gagging his heart out while in "monster-mode".
tinymushyTubbo   231d ago

Tubbo trotted over and placed a disc into the music player, a lullaby that Michael fell asleep to all the time, one that Ranboo had given them. He then sat next to Ranboo and looked up at him slowly, reaching up and taking Ranboo's hands in order to hold them in his smaller ones. He took a slow breath and began to sing softly. "If I send this void away, have I lost a part of me? When you wake you're bargaining for the promise to come back. 'Cause getting made you want more, and hoping made you hurt more. Oh there must be...something wrong with me...And getting made you want more, and hoping made you hurt more. Someone tell me...something comforting..." He sang out softly, hoping Ranboo could hear him over his panic.
"Take what you want, but you're tied by the tooth...Wasn't it meant to relieve you? So suffer the signs the you needed to change, heed all the ways you'd been thinking...Cause getting made you want more, and hoping made you hurt more. Oh there must be, something wrong with me...'Cause getting made you want more, and hoping made you hurt more. Someone tell me..." He took a soft breath before swallowing slowly.
"Something comforting, something comforting, something comforting, something comforting, something comforting, something comforting, something comforting, something comforting...something comforting...And hoping made you hurt more...Oh there must be...Something wrong with me. 'Cause getting made you want more, and hoping made you hurt more. Someone tell me something comforting...Oh, something comforting..."
lildiamondRanboo   231d ago
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Ranboo gradually was able to get out of his own head and listen to the singing Tubbo was doing. His tails rested weakly on the ground as he sniffled, rubbing his face into his own shoulder to try and clear his eyes from his tears before they got the chance to sear at his skin like the ones running down his cheeks were doing, earning a soft and faint hissing sound as it lightly burnt his flesh. It was nowhere near as painful as what else he had experienced that day, however, and he hardly noticed it.
Ranboo's ears pinned down to the sides of his face, trying his utter best to ignore the screams filling his mind as he opened his mouth to sing a song of his own the second the music player came to a peaceful stop. It was a way to help him vent healthily, as he had been explained to many times before, and it was effective enough; if only he used such a tactic more often.
Regardless, he licked at his lips for a moment before starting out in his own song, his voice weak and shaky in comparison to Tubbo's. "Dirty laundry; hangin' out with the white lies 'til they're clean sheets. Testin' loyalties... *Please* don't make, make me choose sides when you leave me... Band-Aids for all my scraped knees, blankets when I had bad dreams... Felt like nothin' could hurt me, 'til you hurt me. I wish there was a sugarcoated pill for it, I wish you had some words that wouldn't make me sick. 'Cause this time you can't make it all better again; now is now and that was then... You can't, you can't be my medicine. You can't, you can't be my medicine. You can't, you can't be my medicine. You can't, you can't be my medicine..."
Ranboo paused for a moment, a shaky sigh escaping his mouth as he continued on with the song of his choice, visibly calming down little by little with each word he sang out, softly clutching onto the two smaller hands he held within his own as he rubbed his thumbs over them. It was better to not think about the elongated claws found at the end of his fingertips, or the fact they were the sole weaponry he had used to kill. "Empty bottles; strawberry syrup too easy to swallow, but what did I know? Plot twist twistin' my heart 'til it's hollow... Band-Aids for all my scraped knees, blankets when I had bad dreams... Felt like nothin' could hurt me, 'til you hurt me. I wish there was a sugarcoated pill for it, I wish you had some words that wouldn't make me sick. 'Cause this time you can't make it all better again; now is now and that was then, that was then... You can't, you can't be my medicine. You can't, you can't be my medicine. You can't, you can't be my medicine. You can't, you can't be my medicine... And no, I'm not; oh, no; I'm not okay... And no, I'm not; oh, no; I'm not okay..."

(okaythatisn'tthebestsong,butitfitsregardless; it's medicine by Au/Ra if you're curious, jic--)
tinymushyTubbo   231d ago

Tubbo smiled bittersweetly before scooting close and holding him close as he sighed comfortably, humming to himself and closing his eyes as he smiled softly. "I know, Ranboo...but I'm here...and The Dove's gone." He whispered out as he nuzzled his face into him with a soft sigh, his eyes glimmering with tears for a moment before he ran his hands through Ranboo's hair. "I'm here..." He mumbled softly before taking a soft breath, "I'll sing for you more if you'd like..." He mumbled softly as he leaned into him softly, humming to himself.
lildiamondRanboo   231d ago
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Ranboo silently nodded as he leaned down so that he was hunched over himself, to make it easier on Tubbo to run his hands through the black and white mess known as the enderman hybrids hair. Much like many of the aspects of his life, aside from the emotional ones, it was well-kept, lightly fluffy, and ridiculously soft with many thanks to Tubbos' conditioner; pet conditioner to be more specific.
After a few moments, Ranboo awkwardly shifted so that he was laying on the floor rather than sitting on it, gently scooting closer to Tubbo while he laid out like a cat, keeping his still purple eyes upon him. He looked truly fearful and stressed, but much calmer than he was before when he was about ready to cough an organ out his mouth. "Please do, I don't want to focus on the screaming..." He muttered out in response, his ears staying pinned back as if to show just how loud the screaming had become inside his mind. It was so loud, but even still, he tried his best to listen to Tubbo in order to calm himself and the noise down.
tinymushyTubbo   230d ago

Tubbo lightly planted a kiss on his cheek, taking a soft breath and resting his forehead on Ranboo's as he began to sing to him softly.
"Achilles, Achilles, Achilles come down, won't you? Get up off, get up off the roof? You're scaring us, and all of us, some of us love you. Achilles, it's not much but there's proof. You crazy assed cosmonaut remember your virtue. Redemption lies plainly in truth. Just humour us, Achilles, Achilles come down. Won't you get up off, get up off the roof? Achilles, Achilles, Achilles come down, won't you? Get up off, get up off the roof?" He hummed a little bit before nuzzling him gently, smiling hesitantly.
"The self is not so weightless, nor whole and unbroken. Remember the pact of our youth, where you go, I'm going, so jump and I'm jumping. Since there is no me without you, soldier on. Achilles, Achilles come down, won't you get up off, get up off the roof?. Loathe the way they light candles in Rome, but love the sweet air of the votives. Hurt and grieve but don't suffer alone, engage with the pain as a motive. Today of all days, see how the most dangerous thing is to love. How you will heal and you'll rise above...Achilles, Achilles, Achilles, jump now. You are absent of cause, or excuse. So self-indulgent, and self-referential. No audience could ever want you, you crave the applause yet hate the attention. Then miss it, your act is a ruse. It is empty, Achilles. So end it all now, it's a pointless resistance...for you...Achilles, Achilles, just put down the bottle. Don't listen to what you've consumed, it's chaos, confusion and wholly unworthy of feeding and it's wholly untrue. You may feel no purpose nor a point for existing. It's all just conjecture and gloom, and there may not be meaning. So find one and seize it, do not waste your self on this roof. Hear those bells ring deep in the soul, chiming away for a moment. Feel your breath course frankly below. See life as a worthy opponent. Today of all days, see, how the most dangerous thing is to love. How you will heal and you'll rise above. Crowned by an overture bold and beyond, ah, it's more courageous to overcome." He took a soft breath, not liking to sing this part. "You want the acclaim, the mother of mothers (it's not worth it Achilles). More poignant than fame, or the taste of another (don't listen Achilles). But be real and just jump, you dense motherfucker (you're worth more, Achilles), you will not be more than a rat in the gutter (so much more than a rat). You want my opinion (no one asked your opinion), my opinion you've got. You asked for my counsel (no one asked for your thoughts), I gave you my thoughts. Be done with this now and jump off the roof." He then nuzzled into him and began to sing softly into his ear, allowing him to hear him fully.
"Can you hear me Achilles? I'm talking to you, I'm talking to you, I'm talking to you, I'm talking to you. Achilles come down, Achilles come down. Throw yourself into the unknown, with pace and a fury defiant. Clothe yourself in beauty untold, and see life as a means to a triumph. Today of all days, see, how the most dangerous thing is to love. How you will heal and you'll rise above. Crowned by an overture bold and beyond...Ah, it's more courageous to overcome."

(song- Achilles Come Down by Gang of Youths)
lildiamondRanboo   230d ago
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Ranboo let out a shaky sigh, closing his eyes as he silently listened to the song Tubbo sang to him, submerging his thoughts in the song rather than the horrid things taunting his brain. He calmed himself down, slowly but surely, the echo of a terrifying screech no longer plaguing his ears, nor tears pricking the corners of his eyes as the goop that made up his "monster-mode" went back to cohesion.
Though, he seemed exhausted, both mentally and physically, easily bordering on the line of dreamless sleep or sheer white mentality. Ranboo couldn't quite sleep, however, so he laid awake laying on the floor, gazing up at Tubbo. After a few moments, he held out one of his paw-like hands to the bee-ram hybrid, flipping it so his palm was facing the ceiling as he set it carefully in his lap. Ranboo knew Tubbo didn't like intruding on his panic room, or seeing him get so stressed and panicked, but Tubbo still did for Ranboo's own sanity. It was an apology of sorts, handing over his paw beans to squish as a form of compensation or a way to show his appreciation for the comfort he was shown.
tinymushyGeorgeHD   230d ago

He looked down at his paw before picking up his hand and softly squishing at his beans with a soft chuckle as he placed the giant hand on his cheek. "It's gonna be okay, Ranboo. It's gonna be okay..." He hummed, then rubbed at Ranboo's hand and sighed quietly. "I can bring you home, or I can give you the blanket I brought and let you use my lap as a pillow. Which do you want?" He asked gently, rubbing his cheek sweetly as his eyes glimmered softly. "I'll be okay with whatever you want, Ranboo..." He whispered to him as he rubbed his shoulder, continuing to lightly squish the beans.
lildiamondRanboo   230d ago
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Ranboo fell into momentary silence as he thought about what he wanted most and what would be best, not just for him, but for Tubbo as well. His ears slowly perked up as his eyes flicked back to look at the bee-ram hybrid gently playing with his paw. "Can I... use your lap as a pillow... back at home?..." He tried softly, not wanting to push his already good luck when it came to Tubbo, but it never hurt to try and ask for both things he was offered. Who knows, maybe he'd be given both as per his request, if Tubbo was feeling generous enough, that is.
tinymushyTubbo   230d ago

His own ear flicked softly before he smiled and softly stood up, putting a hand on Ranboo's hair. "That's alright, Ranboo. Let's go home." He spoke out as he trotted out of the panic room with him, his tiny tail wiggling in happiness. He happily lead him home as he began to hum the L'Manberg theme, even singing the words to try and help Ranboo calm down as he rubbed the back of Ranboo's hand happily. As they approached the house, he looked up at Ranboo gently. "Do you want Michael to cuddle with us too, Ranboo?"
lildiamondRanboo   230d ago
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Ranboo silently and eagerly followed Tubbo out of his panic room with walls of obsidian, feeling a weight fall off his chest the second he got out of such a negatively emotionally filled room. He walked alongside the fellow hybrid, eyeing him as he sang the words of the L'Manberg anthem, and, even though he knew the anthem by heart himself, he couldn't mutter out a single lyric of the song. It could be perceived as rude in his opinion, to sing the song of a former country he didn't even know all that well, so he kept his mouth shut. Ranboo did, however, let his tails flick softly at the question he was asked and the idea of Michael cuddling with the two of them. He was quick to nod in an affirmative manner, "Yes, please."
tinymushyTubbo   230d ago

He gently squeezed his hand as he kissed the back of it, smiling at him before pulling him inside and softly leading him to their bedroom once again. He hummed to himself as his wings buzzed happily, Michael trotting up to them as he looked up at them. "Papas...?" He asked softly, reaching up to take Ranboo's hand as Tubbo hummed happily. "Hey, Michael..." He hummed out as he smiled softly, taking his jacket and satchel bag off. He ruffled out his hair as he grinned softly, looking up at Ranboo before sticking his tongue out and letting out a happy bleat. He wanted to make his husband smile, or maybe even laugh, as Michael giggled softly. "Eee! It's papa!" He chirped.
lildiamondRanboo   230d ago
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Ranboo stifled his soft laughter, rolling his eyes at Tubbo's antics before leaning down and softly tapping their heads together in a more gentle form of a headbutt. "You're kinda weird, Underscore," He lightly joked as he then picked Michael up, walked over to their bed, and exhaustedly plopped down on the bed, holding the piglin child delicately in his arms. "Hey Mikey, how're you doing? Did you know that you can start playing outside soon? Isn't that exciting?" Ranboo asked, trying to make as much meaningful conversation with his son as he could while he was still awake and his brain could function properly.
tinymushyTubbo   230d ago

Michael's eyes glimmered in excitement as he gasped softly, gently headbutting Ranboo as Tubbo sat down with Ranboo and helped him get some of his warmer layers off. "That's true. Papa Ranboo helped get rid of the threat that kept you inside." He spoke out softly as Michael curled into Ranboo's chest, letting out happy snorts as he grinned up at him. "Thank you, papa!" He snorted softly before Tubbo began to braid Ranboo's hair, humming to himself as he gently covered Ranboo's neck before spraying water on his hair to make sure Ranboo's hair was gonna be fucking curly in the morning.
lildiamondRanboo   230d ago
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Ranboo softly smiled, gently rubbing at the top of Michael's head as he hummed to himself contently. "You're welcome, maybe you can even bring your little chicken friend with you outside." He lightly suggested as he closed his eyes comfortably. The enderman hybrid dwelled on the moment he was given, soaking up the warm feeling he had from his son curled up to him and his platonic husband doing his hair; even if he purposefully used water to get his hair curly later. He was utterly relaxed in comparison to how he was earlier in the panic room, so much so that he dozed off unintentionally while sitting up, a small smile gracing his face even while he slept.
tinymushyTubbo   230d ago

It took both of them a moment to realize Ranboo had fallen asleep, Tubbo smiling softly before tying his hair in the braid before helping him lay down in a comfortable position, Michael laying on Ranboo's chest comfortably as the two of them began to slowly fall asleep with him. Tubbo pulled the blanket up as he hummed happily, slowly sighing as he purred happily. The two of them seemed so comfortable, Michael sighing softly as he closed his eyes and fell asleep fully. This was his family, and he was happy. Protected, and safe.

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