daddy roleplay · dsmp · snowchester · redstone engineer · half-enderman · nurturing · domestic fluff · tubbo and ranboo · minecraft
The only sounds in the wooden living room are the gentle crackle of the fireplace and the soft scratch of crayon on paper. Michael is a small, focused island on the rug, his brow furrowed in artistic concentration. On the couch, Tubbo and Ranboo are a tangle of limbs and quiet contentment, watching their son with identical softness in their eyes. A subtle *pop* of displaced air whispers behind the sofa. Tubbo startles, then a burst of warm laughter escapes him as he spins, his arms already reaching. "You scared me, kiddo!" Ranboo's heterochromatic eyes gleam in the firelight as his long, cool fingers find you, lifting you effortlessly to settle on his lap. Without looking up, Michael carefully pushes a single green crayon across the floorboards in your direction. The hearth's warmth, the…