#philza x reader
series summary (in game!au) when an exiled tommy finally rebels against a manipulative dream, he finds safety in neutral territory, a place owned and guarded by you. staying in your safe haven opens up the younger one’s eyes to your way of life, while also revealing your deeper past before neutral; a past that involved a war for your love.
chapter summary you have a small reunion with badboyhalo and punz, basking in the brief juxtaposition of calm. philza presents new information to technoblade and tommy, leaving them to form a sort of game plan as they continue to await your arrival in the tundra. ghostbur finally reaches eret’s castle.
warnings swearing, mentions of arson, destruction, manipulation, and heavy worship
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“the entire smp is going crazy about you!” bad muttered into your shoulder. he had to physically lift you up in order for you to be at his level, but you didn’t mind in the least. you knew that’s what came with badboyhalo hugs.
“im sure,” you offered in response. bad let you down after one last squeeze, and you happily turned your open arms to punz.
“you’re crazy, woman,” punz shook his head, though he welcomed your embrace. you shook your head in return.
“what makes me crazy?” you inquired.
punz shook his head again at you after letting you go. “blowing up your own house? destroying neutral? leaving it all without a trace of you, i..” he shrugged at you. “no one understands. everyone thinks you’re dead. or worse.”
though your chest was filled with guilt, you still quirked an eyebrow at him. “what’s worse?”
“worse is that you weren’t the one to ruin it all,” bad explained solemnly. there was a pause where they awaited an explanation of any kind. you gulped down the guilt.
“i did it,” you assured first. “neutral’s livelihood was destroyed by my own doing. but..” you turned your gaze away from them for a moment. “technically, it’s still worse.”
“what do you mean?”
you took a deep breath to help you gather the right words. “i didn’t.. want to destroy neutral.” you looked into bad’s confused eyes, then to punz’s. “dream..”
“don’t say another word,” punz scoffed, throwing up his hands. “i knew that bastard had something to do with it–he withdrew from his alliance with l’manburg, like, two weeks after neutral went.” your brow furrowed as punz continued with frustration, “god, and i asked the egg for any sign that you were alright..” he shook his head. “and it didn’t tell me.”
“it knew you’d be upset,” bad sighed, placing a hand on his friend’s shoulder. “the egg knew what it was doing.” bad smiled, reaching a hand out to you. “it knew she’d find her way to us.” you took it happily, yelping before laughing when bad pulled you into another hug with the two of them.
…
“i got it,” philza announced proudly, laying out a map after entering technoblade’s home. tommy perked up from the couch, where he had unfortunately passed out while waiting for phil. technoblade entered the room.
“knocking would’ve been nice,” the hybrid huffed, leaning over the kitchen table to inspect the large map. philza lit a torch to give the kitchen more illumination than just the moonlight streaming in through the windows.
“you got the message,” phil just brushed as tommy groggily made his way over. “fundy’s foxholes, mapped out to the best of my ability.”
maybe it was residual exhaustion from just waking up, but tommy felt dizzy from just the amount of lines that crossed and zagged on the parchment. “holy shit.. that many?”
“most start on the wall of l’manburg and branch to different locations,” phil explained, bringing his torch the slightest touch closer to the map. “they go to eret’s castle, spawn, old pogtopia.. one even stretches toward the prison.”
they gazed over the map in silence for a moment. technoblade spoke up, “we know fundy was sent out by l’manburg.. if he’s got any sorta’ information, i bet you eret knows.”
“how so?” tommy inquired, looking up at the taller man.
technoblade placed his finger on the tunnel to eret. “there’s no way in hell eret doesn’t know about the foxhole. he’s got eyes everywhere, including in l’manburg. if fundy knew anything, eret would use the foxhole to his advantage.”
“so chances are whatever l’manburg knows, eret knows,” phil agreed. then he sighed, “and.. there’s other news on that front.” they turned their eyes to the blonde man. “dream withdrew his alliance from l’manburg.”
“what?!” tommy immediately gasped, eyes wide with disbelief.
“l’manburg has to know something about y/n,” technoblade spoke seriously. “dream wouldn’t have left unless they were withholding serious information from him.”
“it’s a stupid move on his part, but it has to be true,” phil agreed. “i don’t know what he expects to do without their support.”
“he could’ve found out about the green festival,” technoblade proposed. phil sighed knowingly, shaking his head. tommy looked between the two of them.
“what happened with the green festival?” tommy questioned.
phil looked toward the boy. “it never happened, but it was supposed to be a cover for l’manburg to kill dream.” tommy blinked in surprise, mouth hanging open in the slightest. “but since dream withdrew, the festival’s cancelled. either he found out about the coup, or he stupidly withdrew from the only nation that could give him support with the y/n situation.”
tommy’s mind was running like wild. though it was the least of his concerns, and certainly not his current priority, he couldn’t help but think that this might be his chance; with dream gone from l’manburg.. they might allow him back. he zoned out staring at the map just thinking of the possibility, heartbeat loud in his ears.
“whatever dream’s doing now, im sure it’s dangerous,” phil spoke, snapping tommy out of his temporary trance. “l’manburg’s backing or not, dream is a powerful guy. we need to keep our guards up and prepare for the possibility that he could come here next.”
“it’s true,” technoblade huffed, looking over at tommy. “he let us go in peace, but that bastard’s patience only lasts so long.” he considered for a moment as philza traced his finger along a path on the map. “tomorrow we’ll go get you some new armor, kid.” tommy grinned. “for now, let’s rest. we can think of plans for defenses and preparations tomorrow.”
philza nodded, rolling up the map. “i’ll be back in the morning. sleep well, boys.”
“night, phil,” tommy waved. once the door closed, he turned to technoblade again. his brother was looking him up and down, making tommy furrow his brow at him.
“im thinking netherite,” technoblade spoke aloud. tommy’s heart leapt. “you probably haven’t had a good set in a while.. im not as good of a welder as y/n, but i can try.”
“anything works, really,” tommy was quick to speak. technoblade offered him a tired smirk before beginning to slink out of the kitchen. “techno.” the taller man turned to him again. “thank you.”
“’course, kid,” the hybrid shrugged. “someone’s gotta take care of you.” tommy smiled. “get some rest, alright?” tommy nodded, muttering a ‘good night’ as technoblade disappeared to his room.
guilt filled his chest in the silence of the kitchen, thinking back to his wishful thoughts of l’manburg. tommy shrugged to himself, rolling his shoulders back at an attempt to rid himself of the feeling. his brother was going to make him some real armor tomorrow–a luxury he hadn’t seen in far too long. l’manburg could never offer him anything as kind as that.
whatever, tommy thought to himself as he retired to his room. it didn’t matter anyway.
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“what are you two doing so far out of the smp?” you questioned the boys. your trio found a clearing in the forest, where you happily treated them to a picnic of your wrapped cooking. you were quickly preparing sandwiches as they spoke to and questioned you about your journey.
“we could ask you the same,” bad teased, nudging you before explaining, “the egg sent us to retrieve some materials out here. there’s a jungle temple not too far from here that had some..” bad and punz made quick eye contact. “..valuable materials.”
“i see,” you hummed with a nod. “well, im glad you found me on your way back.” they both smiled at you. “i needed a moment with someone other than nature.” you handed them both their completed sandwiches before sitting back to enjoy your own. “i came from the nether.”
bad would’ve choked if he had taken a bite then. “the nether?! i thought you hated it there!”
“i do,” you assured. “that much hasn’t changed.. but i needed to go somewhere that dream wouldn’t expect. and..” you shrugged, running a hand through the grass beneath your knees. “no really expected me to be in the nether.”
“that’s true,” bad ceded.
punz took a bite before asking, “was it a smooth trip, at least?”
you paused for a moment as you considered, thinking of your time with fundy and your moment with the god sent to find you. “as smooth as it could be for the nether, i guess,” you answered, offering him a half smile despite the deep-rooted ache in your chest.
“any idea where you’re headed next?” punz questioned. you hesitated for a moment, and your face must’ve visibly dropped, as bad turned and slapped his friend’s arm. as he quietly lectured him, you turned your gaze to the sky. you furrowed your brow at the unusual sight of a crow flying overhead; they weren’t usually native in brighter forested biomes. your mind wandered for just a moment before you were snapped back into the moment by bad’s voice.
“sorry, y/n,” he offered. “you don’t have to tell us; we know this journey’s yours to make.”
“it’s alright,” you assured, turning your gaze back to them with a kind smile. “im not entirely set on my destination yet, but.. i reallyam enjoying being a nomad again. some things about returning are just harder than others.”
“it’s your calling,” punz shrugged at you knowingly.
“i think so,” you agreed, taking a sip of the water you had gathered from a nearby lake. “but i did like having a home. neutral was the environment i had sought out when i left my village all those years ago..” you shook your head. “it just took a terrible set of circumstances to find it.”
“sometimes that’s how you find the things that become home to you,” bad offered comfortingly. “after all, we did just happen upon the egg.” punz nodded with strong agreement.
“andwe did just happen upon you,” punz reminded, throwing his arm over your shoulder to pull you to his chest affectionately. you giggled out again, placing a hand on the strong arm that had drew you in.
your heart sped up in the slightest as punz held you there for another few minutes as you talked, but you decided to brush it off as delight from getting to talk to the boys you hadn’t seen in so long. and for the rest of the afternoon, you traded stories of times happier than the present, and basked in the presence of the men who were always too busy to see you.
…
“at ease, gentlemen,” eret spoke when he saw his guards turn toward the entrance to his throne room. he knew at once who was walking through the entrance. he smiled kindly as the figure finally came into view. “welcome, ghostbur.” they stood from their throne as ghostbur approached further. “took you long enough.”
“apologies, eret,” ghostbur half smiled, offering a small bow to the king. “it began raining a week after i left and didn’t stop for a good few days.” he stood straight again as eret began to approach him. “you can understand why it took me a bit.”
eret nodded. “im nothing if not understanding.” ghostbur pursed his lips unsurely. “i know you don’t remember much from your past life, ghostbur, but..” eret stopped just a few feet from him. “im not proud of many of the things i did.” they took their glasses off, revealing his stark white eyes to ghostbur. for some reason, the ghastly man didn’t feel at all alarmed by the sight. instead, he felt an odd sense of calm. “i want to help you, ghostbur. but only if you want me to.”
the king paused to allow ghostbur to speak. he struggled for a moment to gather thoughts, memories–anything that could give more meaning to his words. but he just sighed as his illusory mind slipped him once again.
“i want you to help me, eret,” ghostbur assured, and she smiled at him. “i want to be human again.”
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The Fort
!TW! Nothing <3 !TW!
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It was late, far past their bedtime. The twins, Wilbur and Y/n, we’re still up.
“Will,” Y/n whispers.
“Yeah?” Wilbur whispers back.
“I’m bored,”
“What am I supposed to do about that?”
Y/n flings their head down the ladder of their bunk bed, “I don’t know let’s do something,” they say, staring at Will from the top bunk.
“Like what? Dadza might hear us,” Will said, sitting up to face Y/n.
“Hmmm… oh I know!” Y/n exclaims.
“Shhhhhh,” the elder twin whispers.
“Sorry,” Y/n says quieter.
“What were you going to say?”
“We should build a fort!” Y/n says, their excitement clear on their face.
Wilbur thinks about it for a moment before nodding his head with a smile. Y/n grins at this and hops off the bed, landing with a small thud. Wilbur goes off to grab a blanket, whilst Y/n grabs a camping lantern. Their window is dark, nothing but the moon shining through.
“Alright, now how are we going to get chairs without someone hearing?” Will said once he finished grabbing every blanket he saw.
“Hmmm, good question…” Y/n says, tapping their lip. “I’ve got it, we put it on a blanket so it doesn’t make a sound!” Y/n exclaimed, smacking their fist to their hand.
“Alright let’s do it!” Will said, now burning with excitement. Y/n scrambles over to the door.
“Shhhhhhh..” both of the twins say at each other. Wilbur takes the lead, pressing the door handle all the way down, then opens the door as quietly as possible. Their feet making slight tap sounds as the twins sneak into the kitchen to, hopefully, kidnap a chair. Grabbing the chair the two small children lift it off of the ground. Waddling into their room, they set it onto the ground trying to make as little sound as possible.
Creeeeaaaak… the twins freeze, someone was up. Whipping their head at each other then back at the door, they stare in horror. Almost like in slow motion the door handle moves and the door is slowly opened. Standing at the door is none other than…… Techno.
“What are you two doing it is too late for you to be up,” Techno whisper scolds, the ten-year-old not wanting to get in trouble himself.
“We were just uh…” Wilbur starts, sweating nervously.
“G-getting water then going back to bed… yeah t-that’s what we were doing. That’s what was happening.” Y/n says, stuttering with the lie.
“And there is a chair in your room why?” Techno asks, not impressed with the pathetic lie.
“Ummm, no reason,” they say in unison. Looking back and forth between the chair, the pile of blankets, and the twins he starts putting it all together.
“Oh, I see what’s happening here…”
“Y-you do?” the twins say nervously.
“Yes, I want in.” Y/n and Wilbur share a glance at each other than nod.
“You’re in.” and they set to work. Techno due to being taller than the twins was in charge of setting the blankets on the “hooks”, Will and Y/n were setting up the hooks and giving Techno the blankets to set up.
After way too long, they finally step back from their work. The fort covers half of the room. With an excited squeal, Y/n crawls into the fort, Wilbur, and Techno following close behind. They get settled into a circle, pillows, and blankets surrounding them, a flashlight in the middle.
“Now what?” Techno asks the two. Wilbur looks over at Y/n since it was their plan after all.
“Ummm, not sure didn’t think we would make it this far,” they admit.
“Well, how about scary stories?” Will suggests.
“Good idea squirt, I’ve got a good one,” Techno says with a smirk. “Once upon a time, there were two kids that stayed up wayyy past their bedtime, and their super-cool older brother let them stay up just a bit longer. But the kids didn’t want to go back to sleep and then they were cursed and had to stay up forever! They went insane and cried to their brother saying ‘im sorry we didn’t go to bed when you said!’ their brother forgave them and they finally went to bed. And they lived a good life listening to their super cool brother Happily Ever After.”
“That sucked Tech,” Y/n said with a straight face.
“Ouch you hurt me so, now go to bed it’s like 1 in the morning,” Techno says leaving the fort.
“But we aren’t even-” the twins try to say only to get cut off by their own yawns.
“But you’re not even what, tired?” Techno says, sarcasm dripping from his voice.
“Fine,” The twins grumble, crawling out of the fort and onto their beds. Techno tucks them in and pats their head before slipping out of the door, back into his room. Techno falls onto his bed and is out like a light. The twins, Techno, Tommy, and Phil are all fast asleep once more.
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I’m so sorry for being gone so long, it’s just so hard to get motivated, but I hope you enjoyed I liked writing this one. <3 (:
Where is Home?
Vilbur and Reader pt 7
!TW! Death, shouting, mentions of dismemberment, nightmares!TW!
Word count: 1400+
Summary: The two worlds merge, Tommy is put in safety by Y/n, but he is never truly home. Where is his home?
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Tommy’s POV
I am meeting with Y/n today.
I trek over the hills, looking over the ruins of what was L'manburg. Ranboo and the others have been cautious about me leaving ever since the ‘illness’. Not like I will be telling them about Y/n, I think scoffing.
Walking a while longer I sneak into the cave.
“Tommy! So glad you could make it!” I hear Y/n’s ghostly voice echo. I feel their freezing arms hold me from behind.
“Good to see you again little bro!” I smile proudly at how they addressed me, wait.
“I AM NOT LITTLE YOU TAKE THAT BACK I AM A BIG MAN,” I shout my face scrunching up in distaste.
“Of course your not Tommy,” they say floating in front of me. Seeing their ghost haze in front of me, I look at the details. Their now longer hair reaching past their ears, the bags under their eyes darker than before, their body growing. Realizing that this is not normal with a ghost I go to ask a question.
Almost as if noticing my questioning face they say, “Tommy there will be many things happening soon. I have something I wish to ask of you.”
“Yeah, whatever it is! I will have your back!” I say standing taller with pride, that they came to me for help.
Smirking at my answer Y/n floating in front of me, “I will be needing you to stay here to not get in the crossfire.” Crossfire? Nodding my head, they smile and pat my head.
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Y/n POV
leaving Tommy I go to the room, “it’s time my friends,” they nod, dispersing to do their respective tasks. As I travel into the egg, switching my ghostly form to the host. Skeppy, who is now red rather than blue, stares at me. A small smile forming on his face.
“Is it time?” He questions.
“It is now, are you ready?”
“As always,” he says, kneeling, arm crossed his chest.
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3rd POV
Every one of the Smp had heard the noise, it was a cracking sound. They had run to the egg hoping it wasn’t doing what they hoped. Bad, Ant, Sam, and Puffy we’re found kneeling to the egg in two rows. Bad Ant and Sam on one side. Sam and Puffy to the other. The egg was hatching.
“Ī̶̢͎͎̠̘̫͑̈̈́̽͐̿̕͘ţ̶̼͍͔̥̞̎̓̀͛́̐̏̂́̄̂̊͜͝ͅ ̴͎͊̀́͗̈́́̍̈̓͝ͅm̷͈͇̟̜̖͍̪͔̦̏̽̓̒̍̀̅͝a̴͔̖̞͉̹̣̥̲̼̒͑̔̏̽͒̐̕ͅk̶͙̫̠̹̼͐͋͊̿̈́̎̈́̿e̸̢̨̙͖͓͔͎̥̯̝̭͓̳̔̏͊̑̆̒̅̊̈̚š̶͈́͜ ̸̣͕̲͇̲̦̼̙̥̻̯̞̻͈͇̾́͛̇͠ṷ̷̧͖̈́͒́͋̇͊̕͘s̸̤͒̇̽̍̿̓̀̾͜͝ ̵̨̛͚̟̯͍̹̮̠͇͖̥̞͑̑̀̌́̀͌̇͑͒̔͗͘͝ͅģ̵͈̙̗̰͖͙̲̠͛̈́͒̾̊̅̀͝o̸̡̱̘̮̙̳̖̻̮̬͔̙͋̃̂̈́̔̓̎̄̾̔̑̚͜ͅ ̷̛͍̦̞̤̮̮̝̥̟̇̂͗͛̇͗̃̀̎̂̐̚̚͝b̷̭͙̳̫͎̯̦͍̮̝́̈̐̂̋̅̋͜͠͝l̴̬̼͐͛̓̐̍ī̵̡̮̙̮̞͈̮̮̆͐̽͛̕n̷̥͙͂̆̚͘͜d̷̛̛͔̝͐̽̿̐̇͠”
Bad, Ant, Sam, and Puffy say in unison. They lower themselves onto the ground, in a kneeling position. A huge chunk of egg fell crushing one of the old L'manburg citizens. Realizing what is happening the people of the SMP start running away and screaming. Finally, once the egg has fully hatched they see what they wish they didn’t. Skeppy was red and mean-looking. He was very different from the nice, funny, and sarcastic blue Skeppy they were used to. Expecting Skeppy to walk out of the egg he has spent now more than 3 months in, he steps to the side, bowing.
Y/n exits the egg, revived by the power the egg has bestowed them. They had a black cloak with a red vine design. Their hair had a white streak through it. They had a netherite axe strapped to their back with a golden strap.
“I’m back,” they announce, arms spread wide.
- Timeskip -
Phil’s POV
My crows were coming in huge flocks, which is very unusual, they said something big has happened. Trusting them they say they will take me to the ‘egg’ thing people have been talking about, I’ve heard some bad things from the others. Ranboo decided to join me, he said he needs something to do. Tubbo has been having awful nightmares ever since… well since the accident. But because of Tubbo having nightmares, it has been waking Ranboo every night. He describes Tubbo after a nightmare like he was running for his life. Rather odd. We make it to the egg after a small trip, much faster than anyone would think, due to nether portals.
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Tubbo’s POV
Tommy is running down the hall, Ranboo, and I not far behind. We are trying desperately to get away from the creature. Ranboo gets caught, his leg is grabbed. I screamfor him, but it’s too late the creature has him; we have to keep running.
“TUBBO COME ON,” Tommy yells, seeing another creature emerging from the darkness.
“WE AREN’T GOING TO MAKE IT!” I scream, seeing the door is almost closed. We lock eyes with the people inside the room. Karl, Dream, Foolish, Sam, Ant, Quackity, Phil, Techno, and Y/n. They are yelling for us to hurry, we might not make it in time. The door is almost closed. Tommy and I are almost there, another creature appears next to Tommy. The creature with its long spindly arms, bones ligaments, and flaking skin grabs Tommy. It’s too late.
“TOMMY!” I cried out, seeing the look of horror on Tommy’s face before he was dragged away. My arm was grabbed by Y/n and brought into the safety of the almost closed vault.
BANG. The vault is closed, I am safe. Tommy and Ranboo have been taken. It is too latenow.
THUMP, everyone inside looks through the window on the vault door. SLAM, a mutilated and torn apart Ranboo and Tommy.
I let out a cry that would be described to be able to pierce the heavens.
Ranboo’s eyes open on his head, his eyes white. He chants in a scratchy voice, “Tubbo.” Over and over again. Pressing his hands to his floppy ears, tears flowing freely down his face
“Tubbo,” his eyes shoot open, he is not in the vault. He is at home in his bed. Ranboo, desperately trying to wake the sobbing man, comes to an end when I jump up, sweat dripping down his forehead, his heart racing as if he had just run for his life, paler than Dream’s a porcine mask.
“Ranboo I-I was so scared,” I cry, a sob ripping through my throat.
“Oh, Tubbo. You should still be scared.”
“W-what?!” I stumble through my words, feeling claws pierce through my back, nearly missing my spin. I screamat the bone-crunching rip as my bad is torn apart. Ranboo drops me to the ground, he has the horrid spindly, and flakey body of the monster, his eyes glowing a bright purple.
“W-why,” I sputter out, falling onto the ground.
Gasping awake again, this time no one is around. No chance to die again. I sit up and put my arms around my head, trying to calm my breathing. Hearing a second breathing close by, I hold my light gasps.
“W-who’s th-ere??” My voice quivering. I hear, a gasp before seeing a trembling Michael peek around the doorway.
“Is Dad ok now, he was making scary noises earlier,” relaxing and saddening that I was scaring Michael.
“Oh I’m sorry bud, come here, I can make it better.” He cautiously walks in and scrambles up the bed. I grab him and settle my son on my lap.
“Is dad ok?” Michael questions.
“Yes, I just had a bad dream,” I explain, calming down knowing my son is safe.
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Tommy’s POV
It has been a while since Y/n has left and told me to stay here. They said it might be a while.
SHING. I hear a sound, grabbing my sword, and go to investigate. Looking in the room I heard the sound from I find what looks like a portal. It is gold and red. These are Y/n’s favorite colors. As I am about to enter the room it starts letting off sparks and glowing brighter. As the light fades to the back once more, I unshielded my eyes.
Standing there dressed in gold and red, the twins are back and a lot taller. The now 7'4" twins stand there Will with his sword and Y/n with their signature axe. My eyes going wide, it has been 3 years since I have seen them alive. Tears staining my face once more.
“Well he looks excited to see us,” Will says, nudging Y/n softly.
“Of course he is he has only been waiting 3 years,” They say, smirking proudly.
“So Toms, how ‘ave you been,” They say simultaneously, each reaching a hand towards me. I run at them in a hug. Will makes a small ‘oofing’ sound. I can practically hear Y/n’s eyes making fun of Will. They pull me in, just like the old days, when the days were long and filled with adventures. Despite Phil and Techno never being home.
I had found home once again.
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Ps. The nightmare part is based off of a nightmare I had a couple of nights ago!
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The dreamscape.
Vilbur and Reader pt. 6
!TW! freezing, manipulation, yelling, violence, mentions of blood, feral Tommy!TW!
Hope you enjoy <3
Art credit to: @elevenshaze on twt
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Tubbo’s POV
I know I am dreaming, I can hear Phil pacing around the room. Soon his pacing fades away.
-entering the dream state-
The sun rests just over the horizon, Tommy is here. We are on the hill that overlooks L'manburg.
“Hey, big man?”
“Yeah what’s up?” Tommy answers.
“Will we get our happily ever after? Everyone is talking about how they work towards their happy ending. But I just can’t seem to see the end.” I say brushing my hair away from my eyes.
“There is no ending because there was never a beginning,” Tommy says, his voice getting scratchy.
“What do you mean,” I ask, turning to look at him. His eyes are the void and a smile is etched into his face. No! NO! DREAM CANT TAKE HIM FROM ME! please…
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Waking up with a start. Sweat dripping down my face, my breathing erratic, and shaking all over. Phil, with a concerned look on his face, swiftly walks up to me.
“Are you alright mate, you look like you just had a nightmare,” Phil says softly, sitting down next to me and rubbing circles on my back. I open my mouth but no words come out, my mind racing from what I saw.
“It’s ok you don’t need to talk about it. Go be with Ranboo, he was worried about you.” Nodding, I shakily stand. Walking cautiously down the stairs I make it to the kitchen. Collecting myself I look around for Ranboo. Nope, not in the kitchen, not in the living room. Though Techno is when he notices me peeking into the room he points to the porch. Stepping over to the door I bring it open and looking out. Seeing Ranboo playing with Michael, a lazy smile adorned his face. Smiling softly to myself I walk outside fully and close the door, getting their attention.
“Dad!” Michael yells, wobbling up to his feet he shuffles towards me.
“Hello buddy, how are you?” I ask resting Michael in my lap after I sit down in one of the rocking chairs on the front porch.
“Good, Papa called some people over. Mister Pink looked at me weirdly and Mister Green told Papa to relax so he played with me out here while you were sleeping! We played all these fun games…” my son’s voice settling into the background, he thought I was sleeping and Techno saw him… “and then I saw you and you were awake and here!” Michael says finishing his story.
“That’s nice, now I need to talk to your Papa for a moment, would you go inside with Phil?” I ask, voice cracking slightly.
“Ok, Dad see you later!” Michael says, jumping up and running inside. We wait a few moments, I’m still sitting on the ground, the cold of the snow no longer bothering me.
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Ranboo’s POV
I look over at Tubbo when Michael runs inside. His eyes are glassy, and he is still on the ground. After a moment I walked over to him. Sitting down next to him I pull him into a hug. I feel him start to cry, it burns into my chest, but I don’t complain. Comforting him I feel myself starting to cry as well. My tears cascading down my face, sizzling and burning down my face. It is snowing now. Tubbo and I don’t care anymore, we grasp onto each other and start sobbing. Tubbo let out a cry, one you would hear from someone who just got the news that their last hope had passed.
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3rd person POV
Techno is watching the two broken children cry into each other from the window. Something in him breaks in him as well. They shouldn’t be in this life of violence, they’re only kids. And yet they had suffered so much. He thinks shaking his head. Started when he hears the most heart-wrenching scream from Tubbo. His eyes tearing up, he turns away and walks up to the room where Tommy lays. Phil has long since left the room to comfort Michael. Looking over Tommy, he notices all the details of what had happened. Tommy’s lips were dark purple, his exposed skin looked like icy veins crawling up his body, Tommys breathing slow and labored. He is not much better than when Ranboo found him. We don’t know why he isn’t getting better. Niki should be on her way, unfortunately, she lives far away from Ranboo and Tubbo’s house.
Knock knock knock. Phil upon hearing this sets Michael down on the bed, the young child having fallen asleep. Hears the knock and makes his way downstairs. Opening the door, letting Niki inside.
“So where is Tommy? I saw Tubbo was awake.” She mentions, taking her winter coat and winter gear off. Grabbing the satchel that was under the coat.
“Good to see you again mate, follow me,” Phil says waving his hand towards the stairs. As they make their way up the stairs Niki is looking around, looking for clues to what had happened to the boys. Phil stops at the door opening it for Niki.
“He’s on the bed over there,” Phil mutters, refusing to make eye contact or look in the room. Niki looks at Phil with sympathy in her eyes before entering. Walking in closing the door softly behind her. Techno once he saw her stood up, knowing her past and her hate against Tommy. Pulling out his ax in a defensive stance.
“Woah, calm down I’m only here to help. Phil called me in,” Niki says, trying to calm Techno. Slowly lowering his defensive stance in front of Tommy, who is effectively dying without treatment.
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Niki’s POV
As I cautiously approach Tommy, I can see the damage of whatever had been done to him. His lips are dark plum and black near the center, his ears are blue and black, his hair was stiff from what seems like the cold Ranboo found him in, his breathing is more like wheezing and pained. I close my eyes and take a deep breath. Focusing my eyes back on Tommy I grab the bag that I had brought with me. Opening it I grab my book, my candles, and a heater. Looking over at Techno I ask, “Would you put some coal in here,” I hand him the heater. He looks skeptical about it before doing what I asked. As he loaded coal into it, I pulled out my book looking through various supernatural creatures before finding what I was looking for.
“Here!” I shout, after a while, startling Techno. “Sorry,” I say softly when he glares at me.
Hearing a thundering sound running up the stairs, Phil bursts into the room, “Do you know what caused this?!” Phil says frantically. Techno being confused at the question looks between Niki and Phil expectantly.
“He means what creature caused this,” I explain, “I’m a mob expert.”
“HUH! Since when?”
“She has been for a while… Anyway, that’s not the point.” Phil says.
“Yes, Phil is right. I found what caused this. It says here-” I say, pointing at a page in my book,”- the only thing that could have caused this would be… A spectator aka a ghost essentialy.” Once I say that Phil and Techno’s eyes go wide and they stare at each other, then Tommy. Their eyes are filled with confusion and terror. And then the realization hit me, we only have two ghosts, and both of them were close to the young boys. But they wouldn’t do this… would they?
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Tommy’s POV
-entering the dream state-
It is warm here, I remember it was cold earlier. Why was it cold again? Eh doesn’t matter now that I am warm. A new wave of heat cascades through me, thawing my body into comfort. I am calm, wow when was the last time that happened. Maybe when Tubbo and I were building our bench, Techno and Wilbur watched our back. It was the most peaceful week of work… ever I think.
“Hello?” I hear an echo crossing the room.
“Hello, who are you?” I question back to the voice, not bothering to open my eyes.
“Tommy is that you?” I hear, starting to recognize the voice. Snapping my eyes open, I look around in search of the voice. Y/n they are here, I want to see them again. I miss them.
“Y/n? Where are you?”
“I’m right over here Tommy,” they say. I turn around and see them, glowing with their arm stretched towards me, a soft welcoming smile decorated their face. Rushing over to them I tackle them into a hug, crying slightly.
“Hello Big man,” they say softly, engulfing the smaller in a hug. I smile through the tears that are free-falling down my face.
“I missed you Y/n,” I say, my voice heavy with emotion. Finally, I reluctantly pull away from the hug.
“I have something important to tell you, Tommy…” Y/n says, eyes going downcast and glossing over. “They are trying to take you from me,” their voice growing softer, as I grow more confused and I furrow my brows.
“Who is trying to take you? I want to stay with you.” I say, standing my ground ready to fight anyone who gets in my way of being with my sibling I was forced to lose.
“They are Tommy you have to stop them…” their voice fading away more as I am being pulled away from them.
“No! Stop! I want to go back! Y/n!” I yelled, reaching desperately towards them, despite me being pulled away.
Waking with a start, all of the warmth from the dreamscape gone. Niki, Techno, and Phil standing over me. They are smiling. Why do they get to be happy? I just want to go home, the place where I belong. With Y/n, Will, Tubbo, and L'manburg. The good days.
“How are you feeling?” Phil asks, my head slowly turning towards him. I throw myself at him, clawing at him. I get a handful of feathers and his hat before Techno and Niki pull me off of him with my arms behind my back. I hear an animalistic growl until I realize it is coming from me. Not that I care they were the ones trying to take me away from Y/n. Phil, who has now fallen onto the floor. Looking at me in shock. I feel my lips curl up to bare my teeth and growl once again.
“Niki what’s happening?!” Techno shouts frantically, as I struggle from their grasp. I hear people storming up the stairs. Tubbo and Ranboo slam the door open. They see me and I’m not sure what sparked it but I think it was looking at Ranboo, I never liked him, he took away my friend, and now he is here for Y/n as well. With newfound strength, I launch myself at Ranboo, ripping my grasp away from Techno and Niki. I go to attack him only to be hit with something and thrown off to the side. Looking at where the item was thrown I see a shaking Niki, standing on all fours I growl at them. My hybrid features on display. My tail swishing behind me defensively, my razor-sharp canines bared at all of them, the two joints on my legs ripping through my pants near the joints.
“Hey… Tommy, Big man calm down…” Tubbo says cautiously sidestepping towards me, in response, I let out an unnerving growl that makes everyone flinch in response.
“Niki! What is going on!” Techno growls, furiously.
“I don’t know this isn’t supposed to happen! Though there is a chance that the spector had said something to him!” she says, looking through her book frantically trying to find an answer.
“What do you mean! There is a chance! What could they have said” Phil yells, I ignore them focusing on Ranboo. Tensing my legs and lowering myself onto the ground I feel something fall from my mouth.
“Umm… Phil what is dripping from his mouth,” Tubbo asks, voice quivering. Suddenly everyone’s attention is on me again. I let out another growl, more of the goop falling from my mouth, looking at it this time I see it is a black-looking slime. Hearing someone step closer to me, my head snaps at them. I let out a roar. Tubbo and Niki are staring at me in fear, Phil is staring in shock, and Techno in distress. I lunge at Ranboo once more this time reaching for his horn with the reached ring on it. Tubbo shrieks when he sees what I’m going for, and he jumps at me. I make it to my target and start yanking on his horn trying to rip it off, so he will let me see Y/n again. Tubbo hits me off, falling to the floor with a whimper. Techno and Phil rush to restrain me, Niki rushes to Ranboo to check on what I hurt. I see Ranboo reach for his horn and realize the ring is gone.
“My ring is gone! Did it fall off!?” Ranboo asks, I plant myself onto the ground. It’s not like I needed to, I have two people keeping me on the ground. Smirking, I look Ranboo in the eyes.
“Tommy where is it!” He yells at me, part of his jaw unhinging. I close my mouth tighter, locking my jaw.
“Guys… I think it’s in his mouth.” Tubbo says, noticing my jaw tense.
“How? We didn’t see it?!” Niki says, baffled. She runs over to Techno and Phil, something in her hand.
I feel something cold touch my neck as the world fades to dark.
-entering dreamscape-
“Tommy are you ok?!” I hear Y/n yell when they see the state I’m in.
“I wanted to come back… they are the enemy…” I mumble my words slurred.
“Ah… I see what happened. I’m so glad you came back,” they say, picking me up into a soft warm hug. Just like Mum used to do. Feeling the familiar warmth return.
“Don’t worry Big man I will protect you,” they say. I feel warmth flood my being and patterns scorchinginto my body. I didn’t mind though it felt nice.
“They’re going to sting when you wake once more, but don’t worry I will always be here when you go to sleep.” I nod limply.
“Want to see them?” Parking up at this I nod once more, not finding the energy to speak. A mirror appears in front of me. I have marks up and down my back and arms. They have symbols that look like, “⋔⊬ ⌿⎍⌿⟟⌰” I feel myself fading out of dream world into a deep sleep.
“Y/n would you stay with me?”
“Of course my pupil.”
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It all comes together. Vilbur and Reader pt 5
!TW! Freezing, mentions of harm, mentions of violence, trauma, dying, almost deaths, cursing !TW!
Got this done faster then anticipated check out my last post if you wanna make any inferences on what happened (:
Ranboo’s POV
It was a normal day for Ranboo, he had done some mining earlier that day, but something still just felt… wrong. He couldn’t put his finger on it. As he heads his way home he sees Tommy in the distance.
“Hey Tommy, what are you doing out in the cold!” I shout jogging at him. There is going to be a snowstorm later, I don’t want Tommy to be caught in it, that would be very dangerous and I wouldn’t be a good friend if I abandoned him.
Turning around I gasp, his lips are purple and his nose is almost black with frostbite, “S-sorry Ranb-boo I g-got an l-little lost-t.” He stutters out.
“Oh my come in, you need to warm up,” I say, picking Tommy up as he starts to go limp. I will have to talk to Tubbo about this later. Rushing towards the house, I quickly open the door and set Tommy on the couch next to the fireplace. Running around trying to find warm things and lighters. Finally finding a match, I light the fireplace. Running upstairs to get some blankets, I find them and scramble back downstairs. I make sure Tommy is comfortable, I feel bad. Everyone is living lavish lives and the youngest of us all is out here dying alone. Getting the blankets around Tommy and the fire roaring as hot as I could make it, I start to boil some water for hot chocolate when he wakes up. Hearing a clicking of paws behind me I look around.
“Papa, why are you running around?” I hear my son ask.
“Well a dear friend of mine is in trouble right now and I needed things to help him.” I try to explain without my voice shaking too much.
“Where is dad?” Michael asks. Looking around I realize Tubbo should’ve been home by this point.
“I’m not sure, would you like to look for him?” I say, not thinking straight, rushing to make sure Tommy doesn’t die.
“Ok bye bye Papa.”
“Bye sweety,” I say, grabbing some more blankets.
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Michaels POV
Papa seemed busy, but he did say I could look for Dad. Looking through Papa and Dad’s room I don’t see anything. Oh, what is that? I grab it. It’s pretty I will show Papa later. Grabbing my stuffed cow Uncle Tommy gave me I wandered around trying to find Dad. I make it to the basement. Papa and Dad always said not to go down here… but Dad also said I could find Papa. Climbing down the latter I make it to the basement. Looking around the rows of chests I see Papa, he is on the ground. Oh well, I’m tired, maybe he was just tired too. Snuggling up with Papa’s arm over me I fall asleep.
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3rd Person POV
When Tommy is in a stable condition Ranboo is looking around for Michael.
“Michael?” He says, looking around the house. He said he was going to find Tubbo where could he have gone, right as he thinks this he notices the open trapdoor to the basement. Furrowing his eyebrows he goes down the latter, “Michael?” He calls again. Peeking around the row of chests he sees Micheal with Tubbo on the ground. Panic strikes his heart when he sees that Tubbo is looking the same way Tommy was when Ranboo found him. Rushing to the pair he checks Tubbo’s pulse. It is weak but there. Picking up both Tubbo and Michael, he scrambles up the ladder. Getting to Ranboo and Tubbo’s room he sets Tubbo down gently, scooping Michael out of Tubbo’s reach he thinks to himself, how did this even happen? It’s not cold in the basement, how could Tubbo have almost died. And the same way Tommy almost did, seems too much of a coincidence. Getting the heating blanket out and resting it on Tubbo. He runs to set Michael in his room. Grabbing Tommy on the way back, he sets Tommy on the bed with Tubbo. Getting them as warm as possible, he pulls out his communicator. Dialing Techno and Phil.
“Hello,” Techno says.
“Hey mate what’s up.” Phil chimes in
“Something is happening and I don’t know what I need your help please as fast as you can!” I speak in a hushed rush, afraid to wake the boys.
“Woah slow down mate, what’s happening?!” Phil says concerned for the monochromatic man.
“Please just hurry,” Ranboo says, dropping the communicator to the floor, and rushing back to Tommy and Tubbo. Their condition is getting better… I think?
Over with Phil and Techno who are both equally confused and worried, already on their way over.
Making it to the young couple’s house, they knock furiously on the door.
“Shhh, come in hurry,” Ranboo says, opening the door.
The two look at each other briefly before walking in.
“This way,” Ranboo says, motioning towards his shared bedroom. The others gasp at the sight. Both boys laid on the bed noses black at this point but slowly turning purple. A good sign?
“What happened,” Phil says, concerned about the boys who were like his family.
“I found Tommy wandering outside, he didn’t even have anything protecting him from the cold. And when I thought Tommy was stable I went to look for Michael who was looking for Tubbo when I wasn’t watching. Tubbo was passed out on the ground in the basement.” He explains, grabbing more logs for the fireplace.
“How did this even happen? They would’ve found help before it got too bad!” Phil says exasperated.
“Yes Tommy may be dumb but not stupid,” Techno adds, equally confused. I taught him how to survive when he was younger he couldn’t have forgotten.
“I’m not sure everything should’ve been fine. I’m not sure what’s happened. I just need your help for now, until we can figure this out.
"Of course, I will call up Niki because she is better at taking care of people. Techno, you make sure they don’t die. Ranboo, rest a little we don’t want anything happening to you.” Ranboo nodding his head goes to Michael’s room to rest with his son, after being so stressed. Techno sets his cape on the ground, bringing a chair over at the end of the bed. Watching over them closely, every flinch of Tubbo’s ram ears to the flick of Tommy’s fluffy raccoon tail. Phil left for the porch, calls up Niki.
“Niki? Are you here?” Phil asks, his frozen breath escaping his mouth as he talks.
“Yes, is there something the matter Phil?” Niki replies, her voice hinted with worry.
“You know things about the creatures of the SMP… right?”
“Yes… do you need me to look at something?” She hesitantly asks.
“Something happened to Tommy and Tubbo. I think you should take a look. We are at Ranboo and Tubbo’s house?"
Phil hears shuffling from the other line and hears. "On my way.” Coming from Niki.
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Y/n’s POV
Floating overhead I see Dream make his way to the egg and Niki to the cabin.
“Good, When there’s no more room in hell, the dead will walk the earth, and here I am. Soon I will make everything better.”
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Thank you for reading! If you have a suggestion don’t be shy! Let me know if there are any errors
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For anyone who will be confused about the pt 5 I will be posting within a few days.
The longer Y/n stays in the overworld the more people can hear them, hybrids can hear the ghosts better and sooner then most. Don’t forget Tubbo is a hybrid.
Have fun!
Sneak peak to what will be happening in the tags!
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Dream Smp Masterlist
Masterlist for all my Dream SMP Stories:
☁-Angst
❆-Fluff
⚘ -Smut
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Technoblade x Reader:
- Under the FloorBoards:Pt. I,Pt. II,Pt. III,Pt. IIII,Pt. V,Pt. VI,Pt. VII, Pt. VIII,Pt. VX,Pt. X,Pt. XI,Pt. XII,Pt. XII☁❆
- Lost One’s Weeping:Prologue,Chapter One,Chapter Two❆☁
- Beauty and the Beast: Prologue,Part 1,Part 2,Part 3, Part 4: final,epilogue❆⚘
- Phantom of the Opera AU:Part 1,Part 2,Part 3,Final⚘❆☁
- Withered ☁
- Where Loyalties Lie☁
- I’m Not Soft❆
- Let Me Worship You❆
- Fight For Me❆
- Royal❆
- Blood for the Blood God ❆ ☁
- Shut Up and Drive❆
- Written In the Stars❆
- Forgive me father for I have sinned⚘
- Don’t mess with the boss’s wife❆
Wilbur Soot x Reader:
Philza Minecraft x Reader:
Karlnapity x Reader:
Fundy x Reader
Platonic Ranboo x Reader:
Platonic Tommyinit x reader:
C!Jschlatt x Reader:
- Poff Poff (Platonic) ❆
- Daddy’s Little Girl (DadSchlatt au) Pt. II,Pt. III☁
- The Women Who Loved a Monster☁
Family SBI x Reader:
Dream Smp Headcanons:
