DSMP Oneshots

Flower God

Tw: Main character death, kidnapping

Tubbo was a humble diety. He loved watching players move about their world, casually building and exploring. He tended to favor one world in particular, it had people of different ethnicity, style, and rules. There wer men who fought for freedom, and others who kept items for fun. A woman who seemed to only want peace, and her friend who wanted the same.

When one of them accomplished something, he would grace them with a beautiful field of flowers. Any and all types were gifted to the world, and the players seemed to enjoy them.

Soon more aggressive battles rippled through the land, not of violence but of words. The players had decided upon a ruler who, when held the power to do so, banished the two people responsible for his winning. Which resulted in a cold war. Threatens were thrown, discriminating words were said, but violence was not a regular thing. Another member joined the world, Tubbo looked after, not to long after the cold war started. He was unique in not just his style, but his skills.

This new player didn't sit well with Tubbo, so he decided to protect the two that were thrown out. He entered the world, and weaved flowers into everything he could, hoping to brighten the place and distract the newest player slightly. Leaving the world, he watched as the man picked his flowers, storing them in his bag, and not leaving one for the people there were ment to protect.

The angered diety brought his wrath upon the man in the form of a withered rose, a symbol of death herself. Sure, it didn't do damage, but it was ominous enough to scare the  paranoid player.

About a month continued of this new man acting sketchy, Tubbo wasn't happy that he was with the blonde and the brunette, but he couldn't do anything to separate them. But a festival was being hosted by the power hungry dictator, and the newest player was the only one invited from the three in the woods.

Traveling over to the festive grounds to spectate, leaving a trail of tulips as he walked, he thought about why he enjoyed this world so much. They all seemed to hate eachother, but none of them left. Why was that? His thoughts were interrupted by a snap of a twig. Whipping around, the diety spotted a boy with a blue beanie and an strange smile, hidden poorly behind a bush.

"Hello?" Tubbo waved hesitantly, the blue beanie boy quietly stepped out, waving in return. But he wasn't looking at the diety, he was looking behind him. Turning just in time, he saw a man with round sunglasses hit him in the head with something hard, and the world went black.

The man with the blue beanie, known as Quackity, looked at the diety with a mix of guild and sadness, looking to his acompless with a questioning look, who just shrugged. They carried the young being to a stage, where he was chained to a wall by his wrists and ankles.

"This kid looks harmless," Quackity whispered to George, "why does Schlatt want him? And today of all days! We're supposed to set conflict aside for the most part."

"I don't know," George whispered back, "is it because he really isn't supposed to be here? I mean look at him! He looks like a cinnamon roll covered in flowers. And he never joined the world but we still see him walking around every once in awhile."

Quackity thought for a moment, "I understand he probably isn't supposed to he here, but is this the right way to deal with it?" Geoege looked like he was going to say something, but people started walking in, none seemed to notice the unconscious diety chained to the stage.

Moments after the festival had started, Tubbo lifted his head. He had a splitting headache, but that seemed the least of his concerns as he looked around the new environment. Sure, he had seen this area of the world he loved, but never from this angle. He was slumped against a pillar on the stage, chained to it.

"Hello there," a familiar face filled his vision. He attempted to wave, but the noise of the chains made him cringe. Instead he whispered a hello to the man with the ram horns.

The man stood up, waving to the two he had seen in the forest, then continued to walk to the middle of the stage. As he addressed the crowd, the two from the forest undid his chains, switching them for cuffs. Panic started to bubble in the diety, thorned vines starting to make their way up the stage in a response to his panic.

As his two captors brought him into view of the crowd, they gasped. He was pushed to the ground infront of the man with Ram horns, earning a negative reaction from the people in the crowd.

"Who are you?" The man with the Ram horns asked, loud enough for the festival to hear.

"With a shaky voice, the diety answered, "I am Tubbo, I bring peace and live to most lands I bless."

"Hear this?" the man laughed loudly, "he thinks he's some kind of peace god! Listen kid, I want you to tell me the truth. Who. Are. You."

"I am a Flower god. I'm a diety that brings you plants and happiness," as the poor boy's anxiety grew, so did the thorned vines that were now snaking their way up the pillars holding the roof over the stage.

"What a believable story Tubbo, if that's even tour real name," The man looked to the crowd again. "Techno? Technoblade? Are you here?" A very hesitant reply was heard as Tubbo's two captors dragged him up, and chained him in a new spot. He really couldn't escape now.

More vines started to crawl over the edge of the stage as this Techno person made his way over to Schlatt. Tubbo knew he hadn't likes this man, know he knew why. He was submissive when faced with someone more powerful then him.

"I want you to take Tubbo out."

Another gasp from the crowd as Techno's eyes widened," Uh..like on a dinner date? I hardly know the kid! I don't wanna give him my food."

" I want you to kill him. Right here on this stage!" The thorned vines started snaking their way across the stage, no one had noticed them until now, as they dug their spikes into Schlatt, Quackity, and George's ankles.

Schlatt only winced as the vines made their way up his legs. "Right now, Technoblade."

Techno loaded his crossbow with fireworks he had made using Tubbo's flowers. Vines scratched at his legs as he aimed at the panicking diety, "sorry kid. This is gonna hurt you more then it's gonna hurt me." He fired, hitting the diety in the chest with the explosive. The vines fell, resolving into nothing but ash, causing the people of the crowd to gasp.

The diety was not dead, he was far from it, mortals cannot kill him. But these mortal's had angered him. There would be blood for the Flower god.

We got some angst courtesy of enby_ofdoom they're the sweetest thing, go check 'em out.

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