Ranboo Stories

He stopped to look over himself in the mirror. His hair was still dripping and he had a couple bruises littering his face. Tommy also took note of the small scrape at the bottom left side of his jaw. He definitely looked like he'd gotten into another fight. His family was definitely going to be worried about that, he might even get a scolding from his dad about fighting. He was not looking forward to that tonight. He sighed as he approached the door. Slowly turning the knob and pushing it open. Whatever he was expecting to find at eight something at night, it wasn't this. In front of him sat his brother in a wooden dining chair, with a few drops of blood on his yellow sweater, holding a handful of tissues to his nose. His father stood in front of him, ice pack in hand, black wings bristled from worry. They only seemed to stand up more as the older man looked over Tommy. "What the hell happened to you?" -Or- The SBI are a fully functional family, all secretly working in different Superpower Factions.

Tommy is an angel, a prince of the Heavens above. Not like the angels that come from legends and folktales. No, these angels are arrogant and cocky, finding far too much pleasure in deciding who deserves a miracle. Instead of listening to his mother and doing his duties, Tommy finds pleasure in disrupting the humans' pathetic little lives. To him, humans are the problem in the world. But what happens when he hears the soft melody of a guitar? What happens when he discovers what it means to actually be part of a family?

Two young boys Tommy and Tubbo are both given compasses that will lead them to one another. Though they may be far apart, fate will bring them together. !!PLATONIC!! Credits: Cover by: Egg time baybee on Tumblr Also I'm just using their mc personas instead of the real them instead ||This story also includes some scenes that happend in the streams|| ||Sorry Im not posting any new chapters, Im kinda working on another book on here and also It's kinda hard for me to write the story for this since I'm not sure whether im going to add some things that actually happend during the streams. So the chapters will be coming in slowly ||

tommy wanted to be a normal boy, but being born in royalty means you have to secrefice something like making friends and doing thing what normal people do This is a story I wrote a year ago that I recently finished, so I wanted to publish it too. Better now than never! I'll try to upload a new chapter every week, since I have another story (The Cursed Portrait) that is still in progress

Not everything is as it seems. Someone you think you know may be someone else inside. Someone you considered a friend may already be moving on. Someone who people make assumptions about may be far from what they think. Something that you don't know is there may be closer to you than yourself. An unexpected catalyst triggers an adventure. Strange places will be connected. New friends will be made, and maybe lost. Old friends will be tried and tested. Nothing is certain but the possibility of defeat, and there is only one way to find out what happens: read the book!

Tommy and Tubbo are stuck in what seems like a never ending zombie apocalypse. Separated from their friends, they try to survive the best they can on their own. Everyone has the same goal, stop the person who started it all. Will they find their friends? Will they stop everything? Why did somebody do this? What will happen next? So many questions with no answers. WARNING ------------- This story contains the following: -Blood -Betrayal -Swearing -Violence And other horror elements. If you do not like those things, I suggest not reading this story. However, if you do not care about those things... LET THE SHOW BEGIN! Enjoy :)

There is Dream. Most days he is an gallery. An art exhibition of all the things that he wishes to forget. Most days he misses things that he has never done and people that he has never met. Most days he is a glass half empty. There is George. Some days he is a true artist, with all the pain and hurt that comes with the title. Some days he is poet. Some days he is a dead poets poetry. But most days he is in love with the world and the pain that it is. Most days he is a glass half full. And there is art classes. Somewhat of an 'in-between'. A place that keeps quiet about all the things that it sees, a place that is nothing and so much at the same time. And it pulls painters like Dream, poets like George and artists like them in to a deep place of hurt and heaven. Most days it's a cracking glass. Some days it's the cold wine in it. And you are given the chance to peek inside the in-between and read about one of the stories that the art classes walls are now carrying.

TW: Mention of death and massacre. Humans and avians used to get along. Used to. But not anymore. Humans saw avians as uncontrolled and uncivilized: no leaders, no laws, no consequences for their actions. Who would stop them if they ever decided to attack? So what would any good species go about solving such a problem? Kill every last one of them, of course! And the humans did just that, leaving a broken Philza and baby Wilbur as the only survivors. All Philza wants to do is live in peace again, but peace is impossible when everyone is out for the Angel of Death's head. So he hid, taking two children under his wing in the meantime. Will Philza manage to protect the last remaining avians from death's clutches or will the watchers of the skies fade into oblivion? | The quote on the cover art reads, "Even when it feels hopeless, even when the world believes you should be dead, there will always be a path to peace and freedom. All you have to do is believe it exists and you'll find it." (This is my original story, but the characters such as Philza, Wilbur Soot, TommyInnit, BadBoyHalo, Ranboo, Fundy, and Tubbo belong to the content creators that play them. I do not support any negative actions of the creators. I adore the characters, not the actors.)

He stared into the mirror of his dark bedroom. The moon illuminated his face along with fear embedded in his eyes. For eighteen years, he had seen the same face each day he woke up. So on the morning of his coming of age day, one can imagine his utter shock. His shaggy hair, once a beautiful ebony, had turned stark white. His wings trembled in shock as his blue eyes tried to comprehend it. What had happened to him? ~♡~ Hello, everyone! This is an official sequel of the Gifted series I started. I know I said I wouldn't write anymore for the story, but I just couldn't hold back. It would be better if you read Children of Blood by Eatmypp69 first, since it's Book 2. I hope you enjoy. also I own none of the art or the content creators' characters that will be mentioned. Feel free to vote, comment, and share. See you in the story! Also, there's no smut or cussing, of course. Probably violence and blood though.

Wilbur, Tommy, and Tubbo are on their own. They meet some new friends, but quickly get tied into a story they don't want.

Tommy, a 16 year old who was adopted. Tommy could always see ghosts but never told anyone, but He meets someone who protects him. Meanwhile Ranboo has been sent on a mission by The Goddess of Death and DreamXD on a mission to protect this boy from what the future holds for him.

Tommy's home life is... less than brilliant. After his mum died, his dad turned to alcohol, and it's been a rocky road ever since. When Wilbur, who has become quite protective of his self-proclaimed 'internet brother', finds out about this, he won't let it go. Warnings: abuse, rape, mental health issues Please don't read if any of these things trigger you, I don't want to upset anyone

Trapped in a cold star-filled world Tubbo finds comfort in the prince of the realm, Ranboo. Together they forge an unbreakable bond, their lives forever intertwined until death does them part. Technoblade never dies o7

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

Benchtrio oneshots! Read info page for information and to request. P: platonic R: romantic C!: their characters Under the gn bookmark includes chapters with no reader pronouns mentioned. Includes male reader, Fem Reader and Gender neutral/Non-binary reader.

A pen pal. He stared at his laptop, brows furrowed, unsure of what to write to this certain stranger he was assigned to. Time was ticking and he was getting anxious. He was so excited before why is he nervous now? With a deep inhale, Tommy started typing. This book is a letter type thingy, so no actual physical interactions will be written sorry if you guys find it boring, I love writing letters so I figured why not write a book filled with them? Hence here it is. Yeah.

"What's your name?" he asked, looking down at the small brunette in front of him "mines Tommy!" "I- ... Toby...." the brunette said "Toby? Nah, I'll call you.... Tubbo!" the blonde declared, making the brunette smile

This is just a Sleepy Bois+ Tubbo family/adoption au that I decided to write because why not? Tommy and Tubbo are twins, Philza is the dad, Techno the oldest and Wilbur is the middle child (technically) So yeah, read if you want to, idk. Art cover credits-> @Staridenn on Twitter, so go check them out. Also this is just a fanfic, I don't own any of the characters, just the story, etc etc. I'll take it down if any of the cc's have a problem with it. There will be no smut. Or anything of the sort. This is just a family au that I wanted to write. I hope you enjoy!:)

Evangeline Demon is the third lover of Skeppy and BadBoyHalo. They kept her a secret from everyone including Sapnap who is the child of the three of them. So when Tommy sneaks into Bad's house and finds a diary he reads through it and finds out about Evangeline. What will happen when he finds Evagenline?

A story with 5 characters, hiding away from others. Ok that was supposed to be dramatic but i guess not. Anyways u get the point, (ik they arnt teens cause they are 17+ but sHh.) ONGOING⚠