#tiny!michael

[shushiyuii]

g!dragon ranboo keeping his tiny family safe (Micheal and Tubbo, and perhaps, Tommy) pls?

Of course uwu

Warnings: Hunters

Words: 400+

Ranboo was a dragon, an ender dragon to be exact. He was born from the ender dragon’s egg and raised by a legend known as Philza. Growing up he had multiple siblings. Tommy, Wilbur and Techno.

Techno and Wilbur went their separate ways growing up, but they’ve maintained contact with them. Tommy stayed with Ranboo since well, they were best friends. He kept with him through thick and thin, which wasn’t really an easy task since Ranboo was a dragon.

Luckily enough for him though, he had a human form. Which he used to hide amongst humans since people seem to panic whenever a dragon is even mentioned.

But his family never hated him for being a dragon and nowadays, he’s met a lovely, accepting goat hybrid who’s called Tubbo and joined the gang, they also adopted a little kid called Michael along the way and they’ve all been travelling across the region.

Right now, they were in the air’s on Ranboo’s back, Tommy screaming in joy whilst the wind blew in his hair. Michael tried to join in on his uncle but kept getting scared and held onto Tubbo who comforted him as he looked through the skies, mesmerised.

Whilst they were flying, Ranboo could hear humans yelling from below, he looked down and heard a loud bang. Instinctively, he turned left, dodging whatever was shot at him. He got protests from his occupants, but his focus was keeping them safe.

But then, another shot flew out. Faster than the previous and managed to hit Ranboo, causing them to fall from the sky. They screamed, Ranboo turned himself causing everybody to float for a second and used his arms to shield them close to his chest as they landed with a crash.

“We got 'em!” a hunter yelled in the distance, coming ever so closer towards them. All of the hunters did. Ranboo stood upwards, keeping his family close by protecting them with his tail. Swinging it to ward off the hunters.

The hunters took their positions, Ranboo took position and wanted for them to attack…

“CHARGE!” the leader yelled.

Ranboo let out a loud roar, loud enough that it shook the ground. He inhaled and before the hunters could reach him, he let out a dragon’s breath, the hunters screamed in pain and realised this dragon would be too much to handle and evacuated.

“Boo, you okay?!” asked Tubbo concerned for his husband. “I’m fine, how about you guys?”. “Just fine, are you gonna be able to fly?”. Tommy furrowed an eyebrow, a way of showing his concern.

Ranboo flapped the injured wing, surprisingly it didn’t hurt. He looked back to three. “Yeah, didn’t hit anywhere major, regeneration must’ve already kicked in”.

The three nodded and Ranboo offered his wing to climb onto. They then flew off onto their journey’s again.

[ghostan0n]

DIDN'T KNOW IF YOU WERE ASKING FOR WRITING OR ART PROMPTS, but enderwalking ranboo noms? :0 The just trope of an unaware pred is halarious to me (SORRY IF YOU DONT DO NOMS EeAAAA)

Writing prompts is what I'm looking for, but I'll do art as well. You're good! I do safe noms but am a bit scared of fear play, so forgive me for leaving out detailed swallowing- also it's 1AM so if I haven't gotten to an ask I have fallen asleep-

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It was pitch black outside. An odd sound came as a tall being moved to lay on its side..well his side. Ranboo was his name. He was simply in an "Enderwalk" state as people call it.

His slumbering husband snored quietly, cuddled up with their son. Michael (That's how I spell it im sorry) was his name, a piglin hybrid. The Ender hybrid loved his small family. No literally, they were tinies. Which leads to one thing.

The Ender Walk as Tubbo calls it will 'protect' the family in the main way it seemed to know. Storing. Ranboo watched his husband. No, Ender Walk would never hurt them. So when Tubbo awoke in the Ender hybrids gut, he could only think one thing. Ender Walk. He didn't mind, getting comfortable again then simply falling asleep.

...Yes. Ranboo was panicked when he woke up that morning.

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I did my best Anon, I hope you like it :) It was short, though I think it came out nice-

[aceinspace691]

beeduo + Michael for 44 please?

AYYYY this is a fun combo! I went back on how exactly the pairing would end up, but this is ultimately what I decided on :] Sorry that it’s kinda short :[

Prompts from here!

Warnings for fear, slight swearing Word Count ~650

------My Little Boy------

Tubbo and Ranboo reached the edge of one of the many crimson forests in the Nether, sighing in relief as they spotted a portal up ahead.

"Hell yeah! It's too hot for this, Boo"

"I know, Bo." Ranboo gave his platonic husband a smile and placed a hand on his shoulder. "But we've got all the blaze rods and everything else we needed. We shouldn't have to come back for a while."

Tubbo hummed in response and they began to walk toward the portal, the purple glow casting an odd coloring on the surrounding area. They stepped in, feeling the magic of the portal as they were transported back home.

They walked into their house, Tubbo heading ahead of Ranboo to organize the things they'd gathered.

"I'll go check on Michael while you do that, then." Ranboo gave Tubbo a small smile and walked up a flight of stairs, navigating their home and coming to stop by his son's door. He knocked on it softly. "Michael? We're home!"

All he heard from the other side of the door was the sound of a soft crying, and Ranboo felt his pearl shift as he felt himself teleport directly into the room, looking around as his paternal instincts screamed at him to help.

The problem was, he couldn't see his son.

Panic gripped his chest. Where was his son?!?

And then he turned, and he saw a small figure on his son's desk. It took longer than he'd like to admit to realize the following: the figure was alive, the figure was his son, his son looked terrified.

Ranboo stepped forward numbly, though he stopped in his tracks as his son scrambled away from him. His son was scared. His son was scared of him.

It twisted something unpleasantly in his chest, but he slowly walked forward, hands out placatingly. He knelt in front of the desk to be more eye-level with the tiny zombified piglin.

"Hey, Michael." He gave the kid as gentle a smile as he could manage and tried to ignore how his child cowered away from him with a sniffle. “What happened, bud?”

And then his son was stammering and, although the words were rushed and stumbling and didn’t make much sense, Ranboo gathered that “the green man” had done this, or had at least had something to do with this. He felt the anger bubbling in his stomach, yet he kept a gentle smile as he coaxed the little boy into his hands.

“Let’s go see Papa, okay? We’ll figure out how to fix this, I promise.” His heart softened and twisted simultaneously as he saw Michael prepare himself to step onto his hands. “That’s it,” he gave an encouraging smile, “you’re very brave.”

His little boy gave him a big smile at that, and fully shifted into Ranboo’s hands. Ranboo could feel his son trembling as he straightened himself, standing carefully and murmuring reassurances to his son, his little MIchael. 

Fury churned in his gut as he slowly carried his boy downstairs to his husband. He paused outside of the storage room. He looked down at his trembling son and held him close to his chest, shushing him gently at the panicked noises.

“Are you ready to see Papa?” The little boy gave a shaky nod, though he was obviously nervous and still (quite understandably) afraid of everything around him. “We can wait if you need to.”

“No.” The piglin shook his head, looking determined as he looked up at the Enderman hybrid. “Wanna see Papa...”

“You’re being so brave,” Ranboo murmured to his pride and joy, “I love you.”

“Love you, Dad.”

And Ranboo gave another reassuring smile before knocking on the door, his husband answering and looking to Michael with wide eyes.

Oh yeah, there’d be hell to pay.

[bittydragon]

Hear me out, giant tommy hanging out with tiny Michael.

Awwwwww

His tiny best friend asked if Tommy could babysit his equally small kid so he and Ranboo could go out and collect some more materials. So now Tommy is holding the itty bitty piglin child and trying to figure out what he's gonna do.

By the end of the day, Michael has fallen asleep drapped over Tommy's nose and Tommy is also fast asleep, a finger resting protectively over the small piglin. Tubbo and Ranboo refused to wake either of them when they got home and just climbed up onto Tommy's chest and fell asleep there. They could put everything away when they woke up.