mcyt one shots that i write at 3am

Traditions

[ship: beeduo]

Here's my hc that Endermen are very romantic (because hopeless romantic Ranboo go brr) and also polyamory is the norm for them :)

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"Tubbo, are you awake?"

It was 3am.

"I am now," Tubbo mumbled, "What's wrong?"

"I can't sleep, I've been remembering things."

Tubbo rolled over to face Ranboo and propped himself up on his elbow.

"Really? What kinds of things?" he asked. Ranboo smiled softly.

"You remember our wedding? And how we didn't really do anything special?"

Tubbo nodded slowly. Where was this going?

"Well, I was thinking about it, and I began to remember some things. Some things about how Endermen celebrate love, and Enderian traditions for weddings. Or at least the, closest equivalent to weddings that we have."

Tubbo sat up fully and shuffled next to Ranboo. He grinned widely. It wasn't often that Ranboo remembered much about their origins, but when they did, Tubbo always found it really interesting to listen to.

"That's cool!" he exclaimed, "What kind of things do you do?"

"Well..." Ranboo paused, scrunching their face up a little in deep thought, "I'm pretty sure our weddings aren't really a legally binding thing, so to say. They're more of just a celebration of love between Endermen, since we're not a monogamous species by nature, like most others are."

"So you're polyamourous?" Tubbo asked, his tired brain trying to process the information.

"Yeah, I guess?" Ranboo half-questioned, having never really understood why monogamy appeared to be the default in humans, "I mean, Endermen are naturally romantic, and love and family are very important in our culture, so it's hardly ever limited to just one partner."

Tubbo chuckled softly and rested his head on Ranboo's shoulder.

"That's cool," he hummed, "You've got a lot of love to give, Boo. Always the romantic!"

Ranboo felt a gentle heat brush across their face and the tips of their ears. Tubbo reached over and grabbed Ranboo's left hand, lightly rubbing his thumb over the obsidian ring.

"What are your weddings like, then?" he asked. Ranboo vwooped softly as they thought.

"I think we called them..." Ranboo fell quiet for a moment as they tried to remember, then produced a distorted warble. Tubbo looked up at them with a confused expression.

"Well, I can't translate it," Ranboo apologised with a light chuckle, "but I'll describe it as best I can!"

Ranboo lifted their arm and wrapped it around Tubbo, holding him closer, their tail coiled loosly around his waist with the fur gently tapping against his leg. Tubbo still held his husband's hand, lightly tracing over their scars with his thumb as he listened.

"I remember dancing. We're tall and lanky, and not very coordinated most of the time, but dancing is different. We're good at dancing."

"You can dance?"

"I can, but I don't think I've ever danced with a partner," Ranboo lamented, "And I haven't done it properly in a very long time, so it's a gamble if I even remember how!"

"I'm sure you're at least better than me," Tubbo grinned, "I've got two left hooves and zero sense of rhythm!"

Ranboo just laughed, leaning into Tubbo.

"Something that's a little more up your ally would be the songs," they said, "Although, they're all in Ender with no easy translation, and I only partially remember one of them."

"Will you sing it to me?"

"Not a chance," Ranboo replied immediately, "You know I don't sing."

"Pleaseeeee?" Tubbo begged, looking up at Ranboo with those puppy dog eyes that he'd picked up from Tommy, ones Ranboo found very difficult to refuse. Ranboo forcefully shook their head.

"Nope. I barely remember it anyways."

"I'm curious! I've never heard you sing before!" Tubbo complained, "Please, Boo? For me?"

Ranboo glared at Tubbo, their cheeks dusted deep purple. They found it very difficult to refuse Tubbo.

"No."

"You're a dick!" Tubbo yelled.

"I am not!"

"Let's have an Ender wedding!" Tubbo suddenly exclaimed.

Ranboo furrowed their brow in confusion.

"What?"

"Let's have another wedding, but do it your way!" Tubbo grinned, "except, maybe without a bunch of people. I mean, I don't mind you having other partners, if that's what you want, but I'd personally rather not."

Ranboo laughed, "It's fine, I think I'm happy with just you right now."

They chirped softly, and Tubbo automatically bleated in response, causing the both of them to let out a quiet chuckle.

"I guess an Enderian wedding could be fun!" they decided, "it won't be completely accurate since I don't remember much, but it does sound nice."

"Let's do that tomorrow then, hm?" Tubbo suggested as Ranboo shifted down into a laying position and Tubbo huddled against them with his head on their chest.

Ranboo smiled as they absentmindedly tangled their fingers in Tubbo's hair and scratched gently behind his ear, relaxing him.

"Yeah, lets."