any wips / art you didn't post for the tiny friend au?? i actually live for that au it's precious ...
im glad you enjoyed that au, it was very fun to make stuff for :]
i tend to post all the finished art i do, buuuuuuuut i did manage to dig up this comic i never finished! i went back and slapped down some colour and also added a couple pages but it is still unfinished and VERY VERY messy ;P i hope you like it anyway <3!!!
I don't remember Blue being explained thoroughly so if what I'm writing is wrong then just imagine it's right for the story. And as I rewatched Ghostbur's lore it was tacky to me so sorry if I got his personality wrong. And also idk if Ghostbur can be hugged so bare with me.
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Ghostbur, The sweet lovable ghost who loved making people happy, Trotted across the dirt pathways in the forestsâa land which is dominated by treesâHe was humming happily with Friend by his side, With a soft soothing face.
Ghostbur continued to hum as he was about to go to a lake where he usually stays, The lake was beautifully surrounded by flowers and had probably the healthiest grass you have ever seen.
Although as he neared closer to the lake, He saw a giant figure sitting criss-crossed. A netherite axe laid closely beside the figure as it slowly swirled its finger in the crystalline waters, Ghostbur smiled as the figure seemed to be familiar of him.
"Ghostbur...?" The giant said as he lifted his hand from the waters and lightly flicked the droplets from his hand. "Hi Dream!" Ghostbur exclaimed as he sprinted to the male, "You seem down?" Ghostbur muttered out and swiftly pulled out a blue substance which he placed at the giant palm, "Have some blue, Calm yourself." An easing voice came from the ghost as a soft echo followed after.
But to Ghostbur's surprise the Blue instantly turned to a midnight black and crumbled to the forest floor as it made contact with the giant's skin, Ghostbur let out a confused huff. He took some Blue once more and yet again it crumbled to the ground, Practically looking like dust.
Dream sighed as the beady black eyes of the mask stared at Ghostbur, The giant stood up grabbing his axe with him. "Hey wait have some Blue!" Ghostbur yelled.
The other male stared at the ghost for a while, As no response came out of him. Soon the male started walking away with a ghost and sheep chasing behind, The wind blew softly and the calming winds made the giant take a sigh.
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Soon enough the ghost and the sheep were sitting at the giant's cupped hands as Ghostbur kept placing Blue at the giants skin as it always turned to a solid midnight black and crumbled to the ground below, Dream huffed as he continued walking back to The Greater SMP.
As the sheep slept comfortably on the palm of the giants hands, He kept staring at the ghost who kept trying to put the Blue substance at his skin for it to crumble and leave a trail of small bits of pieces and dust from the Blue.
Once they could see the lands of the SMP in sight Drean kneeled down to place Friend and Ghostbur on the soft grounds of the earth. Ghostbur simply stared as he watched the giant slowly shrink to a size he would normally be seen in. Barely anyone on the SMP knew the admin could sizeshift.
Dream was quiet, As he continued walking to the SMP leaving Ghostbur and Friend sitting on the grassy ground, Ghostbur quickly stood up and sprinted to chase the admin. Dream turned to his side to see Ghostbur skipping beside him with a happy expression.
"Why are you still following me Ghostbur?" Dream spoke as he let a bit of softness seep into his tone, Ghostbur stayed quiet and yet again took some Blue and took Dreams hand and placed it. Yet again the same occurrence happened.
Dream chuckled as he shook his hand softly then looked back front to continue walking on the pathway. Ghostbur happily trotted beside sizeshifter.
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Dream sat on the cold obsidian floor of his cell as he sat stiff and still. He missed his rival, He missed the days he would shift outside of the SMP and ran around and acted like a child to his hearts content. Barely anyone knew anything about Dream at all. They all thought he was serious and cold, They all thought he was quite like Techno yet almost never made jokes. Yet Ghosbur knew...
After some time with Ghostbur, Dream grew quite fond of him and Friend. Dream missed sitting by the lake as Ghostbur made flower crowns and constantly tried to give Dream Blue. Even if he took the Blue it would still crumble and soon turn to ash,
Dream even missed Friend, Ghostbur's therapy sheep. He got used to the occasional 'baa's' Friend would let out, Dream snapped out of his thoughts when he heard the lava lowering and he could see a figure on the other side. Sam stepped on the platform as it moved closer to the cell, Sam simply walked over to the prisoner and dropped the raw potatoes on his side.
When Sam was about to leave he felt a tug on his pants, He turned his head to see Dream still having a hold on his pants. "What do you need?" Sam spoke annoyed yet roughly, "Can..." Dream muttered out as he let go of Sam and placed both his hands on the ground. "Can you see if Ghostbur can visit?" Dream asked with small hope gleaming in his eyes.
Sam almost felt pity for the man as he stares directly at the eyes of the prisoner, Sam sighed then spoke "I'll see what I can do-..." As that was said Sam turned his head and continued to leave the cell.
Sam glanced again at the prisoner with a solemn look, Yet quickly switched once again and left to inform Ghostbur if he can meet the prisoner.
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Ghostbur gleamed as he saw the prison in view, It stood intimidating and terrifying. But Ghostbur pushed the fear away as he smiled, Excited to see his friend once more.
He trotted closer to the prisonâFriend didn't come with and sleptâGhostbur met Sam and did all the prison protocols before entering.
Now Ghostbur stood on the platform slowly moving to the cell. Both males stared into eachothers eyes with nothing but the need of holding eachother close.
"Dream?" Ghostbur smiled as he floated closer to the male, Dream stayed quiet and embraced the ghost even if he felt cold. He was warm in Dream's arms,
As they chatted time flew by quickly. Dream missed interaction other than Quackity and Sam, Suddenly both heard Sam's voice with a very clear statement "Time is up, The visitor must leave.". Dream instantly became protective and covered the ghost who was sitting criss-cross on the ground.
The lava lowered as they saw an annoyed and tired Sam, Sam crossed and went to drag Ghostbur but in an instant his arms were stopped, He was grabbed by wrist tightly. As he shuddered a breath as he looked at the dark expression of the prisoner.
He pulled away his arm from the tight grasp of the blond, The warden felt a wave of fear as he saw a definitely evil grin, and crazed eyes placed on the prisoner's face.
Sam backed away as the prisoner stood up, "Dream-...Dream its time for Ghostbur to leave." Sam spoke as he did his best to keep a steady voice. Ghostbur, Who was now standing at the side of the cell, Cluelessly watching everything unfold, Ghostbur's eyes widened as he saw Dream's eyes turn slit. He knew that Dream was fully on instinct.
You see. Dream never mentioned it to anyone but Dream was half-dragonâMaking him a hybrid, And dragons tend to be very protective if they care alot about something. Like treasureâDream growled as he stared at warden's eyes which were filled with fear.
Sam gulped as he reached out to grab Ghostbur to leave as quickly as possible but was stopped as he got slammed into the wall, He stared with wide eyes at he saw the prisoner looking down upon him, A tall figure held his chest by one hand.
Dream was fully on instinct, Sam was paralyzed. Dream grabbed his fist and collided it with the uneven and rocky walls of the cell. The foundation of the wall crumbled into the lava below as it got submerged in the hot orange liquid, Dream stood up with Sam on one fist and Ghostbur in his pocket.
Sam squirmed at the strong grasp of the now giant prisoner. The alarms blared loudly alerting everyone in the server, As people started to reach the prison all they saw was a giant chunk smashed and smoke was covering the area.
Dream and Sam were nowhere to be found, And no one even knew Ghostbur went to visit...
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I only proof-read once so sorry if there's any mistakes
Ooooh Parallel worlds au! for first encounters, did any of the tinies try to do the borrower thing of trying to hide in the house, while attempting to secretly gather supplies before being caught?
At first they really didnât recognise their counterparts and being ultimately scared, they really did attempt to borrow, to which ultimately failed since well- they werenât necessarily tiny to begin with.
It wasnât too long until their counterparts and found them and letâs just say they were shocked (I think to begin with mcytâs went into the streamer world to begin with, since theyâd kind of have borrowing experience)
Oh god I just realised Iâm gonna have to write every characters interactions OOP-
When Wilbur found his tiny counterparts, they were just fighting, with revivebur yelling at his dead counterpart, Ghostbur cowering away from him. To say the least he was absolutely shocked and went âWHAT THE FUCK-â
When Blade found himself in a way bigger area than he used to be, to say the least he was pissed and tried to find his way around and survive. One day whilst trying to borrow he met his counterpart by the kitchen table, he was about to attack his counterpart when his counterpart went âHEH?!â To which he stood in shock a let out out an even more confused âHEEH?!!!â.
Both Ranboo and Tubbo were together when they came into the world. They began to wonder around until they found streamer ranboo. To say the least they both stood there in shock, mcyt Tubbo threatening nukes.
It would be a while until these two meet since mcyt Philza can fly, which makes him even more sneaky. Streamer Philza would notice the occasional shadow but ignore it. It wasnât until mcyt noticed the similarities in their voice and appearance, that was when he showed himself. âHey mate?â , âwhat?â
Tommy, the two of them encountered in his bedroom. When they saw each other they screamed and began to argue with each other.
I believe the dreams encounter would be pretty similar to the technoblades but the difference being that Dream would leave traps for his counterpart and streamer would have to try to catch him every time (DU DU DU DUUU)
Karl would probably be shocked to see a tiny version of himself but since mcyt self kind of has experience with this kind of thing in past timelines. Heâs able to explain and they end up being pretty chill with each other.
(Iâm making Sapnaps encounter comedic) Mcyt Sapnap noticed the similarities and just went up to his counterpart going âHey mamas!â And his counterpart unknowningly responding âHey mamas!â.
Streamer George found himself on a desk, sleeping. He was shocked at first but then he tried to get an explanation from them, they said they didnât know and fell back asleep, so he went to his friends for help.
Nikki found her counterpart playing with one her cats (taming the beast) and to say the least Nikki found her tiny counterpart adorable and squealed. Picked herself up and began to ramble on about how adorable she was. Mcyt just let it happen
Puffyâs is probably the most chill out of the bunch. They ran into each other, âwhat the fuck momentâ which went by quite quickly. Then they just chilled together.
Some light-hearted Hurt No Comfort for a tiny Ghostbur as he searches for blue to give to his family. ^^ 2.1k words
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The day is like any other in Ghostburâs ghostly life. The sun is shining, the sea breeze blows through Friendâs blue wool, and heâs hanging out with Tommy in front of his tnret. The tiny ghost flops on his pet sheep and points to the left. âLetâs go say hi to Tommy, Friend!â
Friend baas and trots over to the dirty crime boy. Ghostbur floats up and sits on his younger brotherâs shoulder, floating a few millimeters above his clothing. âHello, Tommy! Lovely weather weâre having, isnât it?â
Tommy walks into his tnret and gives Ghostbur a strange look as if the small ghost had grown antlers. Ghostbur feels his head to make sure he didnât. âNo itâs not. Itâs raining out.â
âWhat?â
Ghostbur looks back outside the tnret and sure enough, rain is pouring down on the small island. Lightning flashes and thunder rolls over the trio, sounding as if the sky was falling down. The small spector gasps and floats at the entrance. âFriend! Friend, come here! Donât get wet! I wonât be able to hug you then!â
The docile sheep walks under the wool shelter and starts chewing on Tommyâs torn shirt. Ghostbur opens his mouth to scold his dearest sheep, but Tommy lets out a heavy sounding sigh that stirs a sour emotion in Ghostburâs soul. He floats back up to him and asks, âWhatâs wrong, Tommy?â
His brotherâs voice sounds about as gloomy as the sudden turn in weather outside. âIâve done a lot of bad, Ghostbur. Iâve hurt a lot of people. I am alone. I have no friends.â
Ghostbur huffs and folds his arms. Are they not friends? Does Ghostbur not do his best to cheer Tommy up every day? âWell at least you have me! Iâm your friend, Tommy!â
Tommy merely sighs and turns away. âIâve hurt you, too, Ghostbur. Youâre stuck here because of me.â
He tilts his head in confusion. âI chose to be here, Tommy! Lads on Tour, remember?â
Tommy lays on his bedroll and doesnât respond. Ghostbur takes out some blue dye and sets it next to him. âHere, have some blue.â
The tall child closes his eyes, a quiet pained expression on his face. The ghostly tiny turns to his giant sheep and says, âThis may take more blue than I thought. Weâll have to go out and find some!â He looks outside. âOh, but the rainâŚâ
âBaa!â
âOh! Youâre right, Friend!â Ghostbur beams at the blue sheep. âI can just walk under you!â
And so, the two set off through the rain, heading into an oak and birch forest that soon turns into a spruce forest with snow covering the ground. Ghostbur notices the snow drifts getting deeper and deeper until heâs forced to fly out from under Friend, who baas at him in protest to the cold snow, or risk melting in the ground. âIâm sorry, Friend! I was sure I was going the right way but we havenât seen anything but red poppies hereâŚâ
A shadow falls over the duo and Ghostbur looks up. A large dark grey wing is extended above them and a tall, dark figure towers over them. A veil hangs off of his large green and white hat, hiding his face, and a dark grey and green robe falls off his shoulders. One wing is wrapped in bandages. Ghostbur smiles at the taller gentleman. âHello, Phil!â
âWil, what are you doing all the way out here in the snow? Youâll melt.â Although he canât see his face, Philâs voice is soft, interlaced with worry.
Ghostbur cheerfully answers him. âIâm getting blue for Tommy! Do you have any that I can use?â
A few tears drip down to the ground from under the veil. âAll of the blue you gave me was used up, remember? I miss Wilbur.â
Ghostbur frowns, an uncomfortable feeling in his chest. âYou sound like you could use more blue. Iâll make sure to stop by here on my way back and give you some when I find it!â
Philza doesnât react to what he says. âWhy are you all the way out here in the middle of a snow storm? Are you lost?â
Ghostbur shakes his head, then pauses and scratches the back of his neck, sitting atop Friendâs head. âWe were trying to get back to Lâmanburg. I know I have some blue in my chests there!â
Philza shakes his head, the wind blowing the snow around them in a blindingly white swirl for just a second. âOh, Ghostbur⌠LâManburg is gone. It was blown up.â
A pit of dread forms in the tinyâs soul. His brows knit together and he looks at Philza in horrified confusion, denial already forming a wall in his mind. âWhat?â
The giant birdman points with an ominous finger ahead of them. âIf youâd like to reach LâManburg, go through that portal. The snow storm is picking up. You donât want to be caught in it.â
Ghostbur blinks and looks ahead at the previously empty forest path. Sure enough, a Nether portal stands tall, the brilliant purple shine cutting through the snow with ease. âOh, youâre right! Philza, would you- Oh!â
A gust of wind comes again and Ghostbur shuts his eyes and nestles into Friendâs wool to avoid the worst of the snow. When he looks up again, his father is gone, vanished into the strange pine forest. âOh⌠Well, I suppose weâd better head into the Nether if we want to get that blue, Friend. Off we go!â
Friend trudges through the snow drifts and steps through the portal into the blistering heat of the Nether dimension. Itâs oddly silent, no piglin sounds or ghast blasts to greet them on the other side. Just the ominous vwooping sound of the portal behind them as they step onto the warm netherack.
Ghostbur takes a shaky breath, gripping Friendâs wool in his hands. The sheep headbutts him lightly. He pushes back with a laugh. âYes, yes, I know. Just a short walk, right? We wonât be here long enough for something bad to happen.â
And with that, the two set off into the Nether. Friendâs ears flick from time to time as they traverse the dry area. After a while, the scenery starts looking the same. He swears theyâve passed the same lava pit at least three times now. This trip is turning out to be much longer than he thought.
The silence is strangely deafening. The glow of the lava is harsh and Friendâs wool is gaining a reddish hue from brushing against the netherack. Ghostbur takes out some blue dye and reapplies it to the sheepâs wool with a sigh. âI think we may be lost. I donât know who weâre going to ask for help, though! Thereâs nobody around for chunksâŚâ
A gruff voice and footsteps surprise the duo. A large shadow looms over them. âGhostbur? What are you doing here? Itâs dangerous in the Nether.â
The spector smiles as he turns around and zooms up to greet his brotherâs seemingly bored face. âTechnoblade! What luck that you found us! Me and Friend were trying to find the portal to LâManburg so I can get some blue for Tommy!â
He hugs the piglin hybridâs snout and floats a ways in front of him. Technoblade sighs and gives Ghostbur a gentle pat on the head, hand phasing through the tiny ghost slightly. He starts to walk in the direction Ghostbur and Friend were heading. âThey donât call me the human GPS for nothing. Iâll show you the way.â
The suffocating atmosphere of the hellish dimension eases up on Ghostbur as he and Friend trot after him. He gladly starts babbling away to his estranged brother. âOh, thank you, Techno! I was getting worried we would never find our way out of here. See, we were heading this direction but I think we were going in circles! I donât remember ever turning but you know my memory.â
Techno fixes him with a pitiful stare for a moment, pausing. Thereâs an aching feeling that tugs at Ghostburâs soul as heâs trapped by it. Oh, he thinks, Techno must be sad too. Iâll make sure to find him later and give him some blue too!
Ghostbur continues cheerfully rambling on. âI ran into Philza earlier too! He was⌠well, I donât quite remember but he helped Friend and I find the portal here! Sort of like you are too, come to think of it-â
âWeâre here.â Technoblade interrupts with his signature monotone inflection, gesturing to a simple nether portal and turning back towards them. âBe careful out there. I donât want you getting hurt.â
âOh! Donât worry, Technoblade!â The tiny ghost gives him an award-winning smile. âIâm already dead! I canât get hurt.â
The piglin hybrid gives him a wistful smile and a pat on the head for both of them. He opens his mouth to say something but a loud cry from a ghast interrupts him. He whirls around with a shining netherite sword and bats the incoming fireball away. âGo! Iâll hold it off!â
The sudden appearance of a ghast startles the two fellows but Ghostbur hangs onto Friend as the sheep bolts towards the portal after a fireball explodes near them. He closes his eyes as they charge through the purple gateway.
Panic spikes through Ghostbur as he comes out the other side alone, facing blackstone walls. Oh dear, this isnât where he meant to end up. These are the walls inside the prison where Dream is kept. He spins in a circle, looking around the room. âFriend? Where did you go?â
The portal shatters, the pieces dissolving into the air. Warden Sam walks up behind him, fixing him with a suspicious look. âI thought you said you were alone. Whoâs this friend youâre talking about?â
The tiny spector jumps at the sudden appearance of the creeper hybrid, the red eyes burning holes into his transparent form. âOh! Oh, uh! Nobody! I came alone and thereâs no one with me!â He canât place it, but something about the situation is making him very anxious. Confusion swims through his mind. He must be forgetting something. âI must have left Friend outside with TommyâŚâ
Feeling down about this, he reaches into his pockets to pull out some of his emergency blue, but his pockets are empty. âAh? Where are my things? My book? My blue?â
âYou put them in the chest,â Sam says. âYou can have it back when youâre done visiting the prisoner.â
âOkayâŚâ
Ghostbur doesnât remember wanting to visit the prisoner. He just remembers looking for more blue to give to his family. And now he is stuck following this very spooky man down a very spooky staircase to a very spooky wall of lava with no blue to take away his fear and no Friend to keep him company. How had he ended up here?
Slowly, the lava parts, forming a walkway to the prison cell where a white, porcelain head smiles at him. Despite the heat, a chill goes up his spine. Ghostbur grips his sweater and looks back at Sam for reassurance but thereâs no sign the hybrid had even been in the room. âUm- S-Sam? Are you hiding?â
Ghostbur wishes he could hide too. Heâs not sure heâs going to find any blue over here. He turns around and gasps, suddenly much, much closer to Dream than before. The lava closes behind him as the monster stands. Ghostbur doesnât remember crossing the sea of lava to get here but he must have because now thereâs nothing separating him from this⌠friend? Tormentor? He doesnât remember.
His chest is heaving with air he doesnât need as Dream casually steps towards him, the mouth on his chest grinning impossibly wide. Dread forms in the pit of his stomach as a clawed hand reaches for him. He curls in on himself floating in the air, tears pricking at his eyes, terror thrumming through his heart.
He jerks awake with a yell and looks around for Friend. The cold, dark walls of the subway greets him and he curls up on himself, careful not to touch the wet floor. Shadowy figures who shift and shake if he looks at them crowd around the tubeline. He hiccups, tears welling in his eyes and burning their way down his cheeks.
âOh, thatâs right⌠Iâm aloneâŚâ
He grips the blue stain in his sweater. His voice is impossibly quiet.
âI have no blue and I have no FriendâŚâ
He starts crying, missing his family members, missing his sheep, missing the blue he would use to calm down. He sniffles.
âIâm sorry⌠I just wanted to make you all feel betterâŚâ
Ghostbur is canonically tiny now and I will take no criticism because he kept calling himself tiny in today's stream which was the only good thing-
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Tiny Ghostbur riding around on Tommy's shouldler because they are brothers
OMG YES Tiny Ghostbur just vibing and riding around on peopleâs shoulders(specifically Tommy) is a new favorite thing now.
Ghostbur probably rides around with different people and can and will not let you put him down if he knows youâre sad. Take his blue or prepared to be cuteness to death >:(
Since Ghostbur is a ghost, I would imagine he stays pretty cold, hence the sweater, so he justâŚcuddles up in peoplesâ clothes or in the crook of their necks to soak up some of that warmth!
Since Ghostbur can float, if he wants attention, unlike other tinies, he can just float up and make people pay attention to him. Like a cat!
Friend is a normal sized sheep so Ghostbur is just out here riding on a sheep that is absolutely huge compared to him! If you see Friend around, more than likely Ghostbur is with them!
Some of Ghostburâs favorite cuddle spots are in the crooks of peoplesâ necks, hoods of hoodies, the chunky neck bit of sweaters, hoodie pockets, basically warm areas! And since heâs so small, the coldness doesnât bother people all that much!
Top Left: Tommy with Ghostbur on his shoulder
Middle right: My OC Angel from my SBI+ AU cuddling with Ghostbur in her sweater
Bottom Left: Ghostbur snoozing in Tommyâs hoodie
Also I should add! My personal headcanon is the blue Ghostbur gives out are little orbs he can create from his body! They start out white but as they absorb sadness they turn blue! The person can actually control whether or not people can see them hovering around them as well!
