DSMP Oneshots/Headcanons!

Beautiful Night Walk--Beeduo family fluff(?)

Art Credit: 

THIS IS HEAVILY BASED OFF AN ANIMATION BY Anastesia Love ON YOUTUBE CALLED "Beautiful Night Walk". I basically just turned the animation into a oneshot, so all credit goes to Anastesia Love :] PLEASE GO SUB TO THEM! THEY ARE AMAZING! <3 

The animation completely MELTED my heart- its so good *cri* 

Link to the Animation: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HORXRqAXfv0  (idk if the link works qwq) 

Beautiful Night Walk- Beeduo family/Beloved family fluff(?) 

AU: Canon/DSMP World

Written by: Waffle (me) :] 

TW: None(?)

This is very short btw- sorry :'] 

Enjoy! (Don't forget to go check out Anastesia!!) 

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Sounds of sleep echoed through the room. 

The night sky crept itself into the room, casting moonlight through the window and onto the peaceful family. 

Micheal insisted on sleeping with Tubbo and Ranboo that night, and so there they were. It was nice regardless; the warmth of each other's bodies kept the sharp bite of the snowy outdoors at bay. 

It was quiet, the only sounds being soft snores and content breathing. 

That was until the mischievous green fingers in Ranboo's brain snapped. 

His eyes opened, the once warm and soft green and red eyes being replaced by the empty hue of a purple, dark void of someone else's consciousness. 

Ranboo wiggled his way out of the gentle grasp of Tubbo, who was still fast asleep, clinging onto Micheal with care. 

He stood up, all his movements now controlled and lifeless. This wasn't Ranboo anymore, or a little of Ranboo. All Ranboo could do was sit back in his own mind and watch as the purple void of a smile overtook his conscious. 

He quietly flipped open the trapdoor and climbed down the ladder without waking anyone. Or so he thought. 

A curious little piglin peeped open an eye, watching as his Papa disappeared through the trapdoor. Micheal, being curious as ever, carefully wriggled out of his Dad's arms. 

Micheal knew Tubbo told him to never run off without letting someone know. Micheal also knew that Tubbo said that sometimes Papa could become a bit... off at times. But Micheal just had to know where his Papa was going.

He waddled his way over to the trapdoor, using all his strength to lift the door, which was annoyingly heavier than it should be, but that was the case for little Micheal most of the time. Things were either too high, too heavy, or too dangerous. But hey, at least things were never too low. He could crawl into about any space, which made hiding really easy, which could come in handy in "special situations", as Tubbo would say. 

Micheal reluctantly walked into the now open door, promptly plopping on the floor once he fell through. Right. Ladder. Micheal forgot about that.

Ow, Micheal thought, but he shoved away any tears that could occur. He was a big man, like Uncle Tommy.  

Micheal squinted in the dark light of the house, searching for his Papa. 

Micheal noticed Ranboo's tail slip from view and through the front door into the crisp, snowy terrain of the outdoors. The front door was carelessly left open; like the task Ranboo was set on was far more important.