Part one of ⍜⍀⟟☌⟟⋏⌇ ⍜⎎ ⏁⊑⟒ ⌇⋔⌿ art credits: cute-l0ve on tumblr

A bunch of one shots of Techno and Ranboo :) Fluff, angst and I take ideas for chapters Many trigger warnings for the angst chapters Also the first few chapters aren't good so if you don't like them please skip to a well written chapter! On February 8th, 2021 this book was ranked #1 for the Ranboo tag

What if instead of a bell Dream manages to wish for a way out of the prison? What if that way out was a portal leading to a new dimension full of heroes and villains? What if Dream and Technoblade were essentially gods among men in this world? An anarchist and a self proclaimed puppeteer could only end up as villains. Especially when the government was as oppressive as this one. "Who are you, villains?!" "You may call me, Blade." "And I'm Nightmare." ____________________________________________ Welcome to my newest story! As usual updates are when motivation hits to ensure quality work. A small disclaimer, I am taking some serious creative liberty on the MHA portion of this story. (Mostly because I stopped watching MHA after the Provisional Hero Licence exam) There will be no ships, between the MCYT. MHA ships will be limited to the Dad for One headcanon. Art is not mine. With that, Enjoy!

[DISCONTINUED] "Mr. Beloved, I'm close to giving up on you. Nobody wants you." Um, excuse me. Rude. Being that Ranboo is seventeen, he is almost out of the foster care system. He's been in and out of homes for basically his whole life. He doesn't talk much. He's an enderman-human hybrid. And he often makes "weird enderman noises." Those things often dissuaded families from taking him home. What happens when Ranboo hears about the head officer calling an old friend? Art is not mine! Credit goes to @chewwypepsicola on Twitter! This is unrelated to the DSMP except for characters. If any creators explicitly say they are not okay with this, I will take this down immediately.

The loose and rusty nails on the desk dug into his back as Ranboo hid under the desk. Footsteps were heard outside of the room he was kept in. Ranboo held his ears as he heard the door handle wiggle as the person trying to open it struggle against the locked door. 'Will I be stuck in this endless loop forever?' --- Where 15 year old Ranboo was tossed from home to orphanage over and over again in an endless loop of sadness and pain. He lost all trust in any one, even himself. He can't control himself in the night. A kind man soon enters his life. Will he learn to trust himself and people again? -- (COVER ART IS MINE CREDIT ME IF YOU WANT TO USE IT) ! ~ this book will not contain any shipping at all. This is a family au and all interactions between people are platonic.