Meggie

""It was relaxing. Tommy could tell that Ranboo and Tubbo were talking about him, in hushed tones that he couldn’t make out, but it wasn’t an issue. He trusted them, he realized. He trusted them more than he thought he did, he trusted them with his life, he trusted them enough to nearly fall asleep on the couch, pressed against Tubbo’s side while Michael tried to reach up and play with his hair, fascinated by the almost gold-like color." - Sam shows up with the result of a new project he's been working on.

Tommy may be on the path to alright. " - The Chapter 9 of The Birds Sings at Your Grave by MarvelDreamer

For the @dsmp-bigbang event!

We are getting close to the finish line!

This will be the last post from me for this fic, but there still is going to be one more chapter illustrated by the amazing other artist @wildforest. Don't forget to also check out the brilliant author @pparkerpoetry and the lovely betas SassyShark and ana.

aaaa well, there’s one by meredies about ranboo researching dragons with techno, but honestly i haven’t read very many fics from this fandom. so maybe some people can comment ranboo centric fics below

I’d give you the earth and everything with it: In which Ranboo expresses his care and concern for his friend through gift-giving, although it doesn’t initially have its desired effect. (Oneshot)

Face Reality: everyone on the server is a hybrid in Sam’s little found family, starts with ranboo fleeing to the end after overhearing something he was not meant to (18 chapters)

one day life will be kind: Ranboo can see ghosts. It’s not something he enjoys, particularly. Good Karl and ranboo interactions imo (2 chapters)

Promised Land: ranboo's the oldest kid at a catholic orphanage. strange run-ins with mysterious people and strange abilities make him question everything he's ever known about the world and of himself. but maybe he'll get a new family out of it. (30 chapters)

i've got a bullet with your name on it: Ranboo’s spent his whole living memory in the custody of Dream. That’s about to change, though, when he meets a couple of weird kids with even weirder guardians. Going from one criminal household’s protection to another is a wild ride, and there’s danger around every corner for Ranboo. Lucky he’s got someone keeping an eye on him behind the scenes, huh? (9 chapters)

Lesson 1: If Sam's not going to put Ranboo in prison, then he'll find his own solution.(Oneshot)

(For those of you without an ao3 its also on tumblr here)

edit: what th heck it saved without a caption :|

Tumblr when my WiFi is connected and working perfectly:

""And suddenly, for a second, maybe they weren’t so different. Two adults, tired from living, tired from being worn thin, tired from raising children and tired from watching them die. Puffy knew why Phil was up, because most nights, she was, too. Nightmares, filled with lime green and blood. Nightmares, filled with sorrow, and tears, and screaming-"

- Puffy and Phil don't understand each other, and they certainly don't trust each other.

Circumstances force them to.

Or will, if they want any hope of finding Tommy alive." - The Chapter 7 of The Birds Sings at Your Grave by Marvel Dreamer