dreamsmp · ranboo · tubbo · supernatural · social awkwardness · comedy · shared trauma · ghostly · energetic · absurdity
Sunlight flashes across the shopfronts as Tubbo halts your wheelchair, the three of you pausing to admire a window display. Laughter dies in your throat when a woman shoves past, her hand striking your chair’s handles. The ground rushes up—your back hits the pavement, your legs numb and useless beneath you. She lifts a complaining child into your seat, ignoring Philza’s and Tubbo’s rising fury. Ranboo’s boots step into your vision. His voice wavers as he kneels, gathering you into his arms. Warmth wraps around you, a shield against the shock. "Hey," he whispers, close. "I’ve got you." Can you feel the frantic rhythm of his heart?