#If someone says anything tubbo thinks through irl first and if someone says something to pac he thinks through in game first

[qtubbo]

Tubbo’s Keeps thinking people are talking about irl constantly vs Pac’s keeps thinking people are always talking about in game

[productofaritual]

Quick and BeeDuo that I thought but I don't have energy to narrate so you get the short version pliz pretend to be unreasonably sad and unconsolable <3 (Okey no shut up I made the long one fuck you this is only part 1)

BeeDuo soulmate au where you meet your soulmate in dreams but don't remember consciously things like voice, looks or conversations. Only vague summaries of the dream that happens in the same place always unless something important changes (like meeting up irl).

Tubbo had these sweet dreams with a slightly anxious and a lot taller than him person (at least that is what his gut told him).They always meet up in this big field that became full of flowers with time (symbolism and shit I guess). Some bees came sometimes! Those dreams are more lucid than the others. Catn remember shit when he wakes up even after like 10 years but meh.

That's until the first snowflake comes, then the second and the colorful dreams start to be invaded by this whiteness falling from the sky. Like the stars are falling or something (is not like it's ever night in those dreams, it's always day, and sunny! unless someone is having a bad day).

And little by little the sweet and warm flower field grows colder and colder, and whiter and whiter. The forest that was just in the corner of the eye comes closer and closer and the green healthy trees now are grey trees without any leaves. The winter is coming after all these years and his soulmate seems to know something that they won't tell.

In the end, there was nothing he could do to stop the winter from coming. Now it's here and his soulmate seems sick from the cold and hard temperature even if this is only a dream. He tries to help every night with funny jokes and he even gets to invoke a warm blanket! It doesn't help.

Everything goes worse and worse until one night where his soulmate says "I don't think I will wake up tomorrow, Bee". They sound afraid and fragile. Pale as the first snowflake and cold as the air. When he gets up, tall as the trees, there is no life in his eyes anymore. Someone cries that night, he doesn't know which one. Maybe both, maybe just Tubbo.

Ranboo tells him about the sickness, about the pain, about the secrets that they didn't tell Bee, about how they were afraid of sleeping because they wouldn't wake up, about how he wanted to see him one last time more than anything in the world. And then about everything else they didn't talk about because it wouldn't matter: his name, his life,where they lived, where they died, his number to call, that they would like them to come to the funeral, their cats, their friends, their enemies, their happiness with him and their dreams. Forever unfinished.

Now this information matters, even if Tubbo maybe forgets everything with the sunlight. It matters, he tells Ranboo that.

The air is still for the first time in forever and Tubbo fears what that means.

"I hope you meet up with my cats"

Tubbo feels like a phantom.

"My mother makes the best cake even if she doesn't want to put m&m's in the cake. You should put them."

Even if Boo is the one that loses everything.

"I wish I could've met you, Tubbo, like, you know, in real life."

Tubbo feels like he just lost everything too.

But he is not the one dead.

Why would you do this to me. Why. WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS LET THEM BE HAPPY PLEASE I BEG OF YOU I CAN'T TAKE MORE SAD BEEDUO WITH SAD ENDINGS HAVE I NOT SUFFERED ENOUGH??? PLEASE. DON'T DO THIS. LET THEM BE HAPPY. PUT THEM THROUGH AS MUCH PAIN AS YOU'D LIKE BUT WHY CAN'T THEY BE HAPPY AT THE END WHY DOES IT HAVE TO BE LIKE THIS WHY. WHY

[beeindaclouds]

Being their sibling and having a crush on one of their friends pt. 2 *ೃ✧˚.

Includes: Quackity, Karl Jacobs, Nihachu, Eret Wilbur Soot, C!Technoblade, C!Philza × Reader

A.N: You are close im age to the person you like in the scenario

Part One

❝ Quackity ❞

"Do you like Karl?"

"Huh?!"

"I mean same, but still-"

"Quackity."

Yes, he just stormed into your room and asked you that one day

He said he had a "feeling" about it that's why he asked

Tubbo accidentally told him

He'll tease you a little, like any sibling would with anything

But he will try to help you

❝ Karl Jacobs ❞

This is based off the last irl stream with Tubbo (Tubbo's not the crush btw)

You came to visit Florida with your brother because you and Tubbo had streamed togheter and were pretty close friends

While on camera you seemed energetic and chaotic, having fun with all of them

Off camera you got pretty shy, especially around a certain blonde haired boy

Karl didn't notice until you all got to the golf court

He noticed you and Punz quietly talking to the side. Your face flushed pink as Punz leaned to fix your hair

He had to call Sapnap over to make sure he wasn't hallucinating

The two then quietly decided to separate and approach the chuckling couple

Sapnap took Punz and Karl, of course, took you

"You two seemed pretty...cozy. Something you wanna tell me?"

"He's a nice guy. Should I not?"

"What? No. If you like him go, I just wanted to make sure we were on the same page. You know I'll support you no matter what"

❝ Nihachu ❞

She's very observant. And you two are very close so she knows you like the back of her hand

So she noticed little things that others couldn't whenever you would be live with Eret

Like how your voice went a note higher whenever he joined or how you'd get a little fidgety when he would compliment you

She of course didn't directly ask you if you liked him, she didn't want to embarrass you

But she found another way to confirm your crush

"You and Eret are very adorable togheter, don't you think?"

"REALLY- I mean, you think so?"

"I know so"

❝ Eret ❞

You and Niki seemed to be inseparable

Everywhere you went, she was near by

You were almost clingier then the Clingy Duo and that's saying a lot

But it wasn't only on the SMP, also in real life, since you two were roomates

Oh my god, they were roomates

Eret would often call you, to know how you were, but also to see if you've made any progress with your little crush

She knew you liked Niki since the day you decided to live togheter. You literally moved all the way from America to England just so you could be togheter

She doesn't really need to help, but she does ship you two a lot

"Oh yeah, Niki gave me this sweater! It's so cozy"

"Did you hear that chat? Sweetheart Duo confirmed- hey! Don's kill me I just caught an axolotl!!"

❝ Wilbur Soot ❞

"I told you so!"

"Ok, you wizard. What now? Is a noseless man who name I must not pronounce gonna come and try to kill you??"

This little prick (/j) has been teasing you about Quackity since you two first met

At first it didn't really bother you cause you didn't like Quackity like that

But as time passed your feelings blossomed

And Wilbur was already on board of the ship

Needless to say he was very supportive of you two

But he'll never let you forget that he has always known about your feelings

❝ C!Techno ❞

"HEH?!"

This was his reaction when you first told him that you liked Wilbur.

He was clueless to your little crush and now he is traumatized

I mean, can you really blame him? You have a crush on someone who blew up a whole nation

It's gonna take a while for him to come to terms with it

"Are you sure? Like a 100%?! He's insane you know?"

"Techno! Don't be mean"

"Oh and he wasn't mean when he started a whole nation only to blow it up later on???"

❝ C!Philza ❞

Man went through a roller coaster of emotions when you told him you liked his good-ol-mate Technoblade

He was first surprised, you actually had the courage to tell him instead of him finding out on his own

Then he got upset. Techno wasn't really the "safest" person to be around so he feared for what could happen to you if you did start dating

But he was then happy. He trusts Techno, and vice versa, if anything did happen to his dear sibling he knows that Techno would quickly be by your side

In all of this you were panicking while scanning his face that was twisting and turning into different emotions

Once he recovered, he just hit you with a

"I don't want any baby piglins around my house, at least not yet"

"HEH?! WHY WOULD YOU THINK THAT? ALSO YOU HAVE A SON."

"Your point?"

[strawberrymilkgeorge]

Part One. George: the definition of “hello, have you met my friend?”

warnings: none word count: 1568 (not including pictures) *** Bugsy is Y/n’s username! I got too attached to change it to y/u/n so change it in your mind if you’d like :) 

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Y/n sighed lightly as she set her phone on the desk in front of her. Her eyes traveled back to her monitor, where George was sharing his screen on Discord as he practiced speedruns. Y/n and Sapnap were on call with him to keep him company.

The cold air around her nipped at her skin, sending chills and bringing goosebumps. She pulled her hoodie closer to her body, tucking her feet on her chair to curl herself in a ball.

"This run sucks," George mumbled. "I thought it was going to be good."

"It would have if the village actually had anything useful," Sapnap commented. "There was a lava pool at spawn and everything."

"What do you think, Bugsy? Should I start over?"

She hummed, squinting at the screen. "Yeah, you should."

He left and started a new run.

"Karl's replies on Twitter are always so funny," Sapnap giggled after a few moments of silence. "He's so formal."

"I love that kid. That's my best friend right there, no cap," Y/n said with a smile. She and Karl had been friends for a few years now. They met through their parents being friends and shortly found out the other streamed and quickly bonded over that as their fanbases grew.

"Did you see Wilbur's response to your tweet?" Sapnap asked. "Man wrote you a letter."

"What did the tweets say?" George asked, half-listening as he focused on his run.

Sapnap read them and George laughed through his nose. "How could you ask for a Minecraft boyfriend while you're literally on a call with us while I'm playing Minecraft?"

"Just keeping my options open," Y/n laughed. "Don't worry, I'm wearing a GeorgeNotFound hoodie as we speak."

"I'd be worried, George. There are quite a few proposals in the responses."

"Shut up," Y/n muttered, a smile on her face that she was glad neither of them could see. "George, you remember my roommate is in love with you, right? Don't upset her by being jealous of boys coming after me."

"You're an idiot," George breathed out in a laugh. "No, she's not."

"She is. Very much."

"No, no, she isn't."

"George," Sapnap sighed dramatically. "Just accept that you can be loved."

"You're both idiots, okay?" George laughed awkwardly. "This seed is terrible," he groaned.

"Wait!" Sapnap yelled. "Village on the left!"

George quickly turned and ran towards the village to loot it. Y/n watched with Sapnap as George found iron and a few other valuable things.

"Oh! This might be okay."

"Bugsy?" Sapnap asked slowly, sounding confused.

"Sapnap?" she replied in the same tone.

"Have you not met Quackity?"

"No. What made you ask?"

"I just saw his response to your tweet."

"Why are you two on your phones? I'm speedrunning!"

"Because you still haven't made it to the nether on any of them," Sapnap bit. "How are you best friends with Karl and you haven't you met Quackity?"

"I dunno. I just haven't. There's a lot of people I have only spoken to through Twitter replies."

"Like who?" George asked.

"Why are we only talking about me?" Y/n asked in slight frustration. She wasn't fond of talking about herself because she wasn't used to it. "This is George's stream."

"Well, now I'm really curious so I wanna talk about this," George laughed. "Who haven't you met?"

"I dunno!" she said, flustered. "Quackity, Wilbur, Dream, Tubbo, Tomm-- wait, no I met Tommy. He yelled at me."

"Wait, wait, what?" Sapnap interrupted.

Y/n paused but neither of them said anything. "What?"

"You haven't met Dream?" George asked, sounding equally as confused.

No one said anything. "No? Why is that surprising. I mean, we've joked through tweets and stuff but I've never played with him or actually spoken to him."

"What about DMs and stuff?" George asked.

"Nope. Dream is just thirsty in my replies like Wilbur," she joked, feeling the anxiety of the awkward pauses seep through her skin and touch her bones. Why were they being so weird about it? "Why is that so shocking that a man with, like, 15 million subscribers has never spoken to me?"

Sapnap laughed. "I'm just genuinely surprised that he hasn't reached out to you before."

"Yeah, me too," George agreed. "He talks about you in a way I thought you guys were good friends. And you're friends with us so I just assumed you were friends with him too."

Y/n laughed, nervous at the mention of being talked about. "Well, he must be a pussy or something because I have yet to receive any acknowledgement from Dream Was Taken besides him occasionally replying to my tweets and Instagram pictures."

George laughed suddenly, making Y/n look at the monitor with George's screen quickly, which wasn't moving. "What happened? Did you find something?"

"No," George's screen began moving again and he started building a portal. "Dream just texted me because he's watching the stream."

"What did he say?" Sapnap asked.

"He said, 'can I join the call? I don't want Bugsy to think I'm a pussy'," George answered, lowering his voice to a mumble before adding, "And something else he'd probably kill me if I said out loud."

Sapnap and George laughed at Y/n's silence. She was only joking, not intending to challenge him to talk to her. Honestly, she was relieved he had never spoken to her because he intimidated her. Meeting people made her nervous and Dream was no different. If anything, he was worse because he was a big deal and he kinda flirted with her sometimes, which gave her butterflies in a way she didn't like.

"I'm adding him to call," George announced.

"Wait, you're not going to check if I'm okay with meeting him live in front of 80,000 people?" Y/n asked with a small, nervous laugh.

"No, because it's my stream. I can do what I want. I can't live another second knowing you two have never talked."

"I think Bugsy's scared!" Sapnap coeed.

"I think so too!"

"You wish," Y/n muttered.

A small sound emitted from Discord, notifying everyone that someone joined the voice chat.

"Hello Dreeaamm..." George dragged out as he navigated the nether. "I made it to the nether, Sapnap. Will you get off your phone now?"

"Yeah, I guess. Hi Dream!"

"Hello," Dream said casually. "Hello, Bugsy."

Y/n lowered in her chair more, pulling her hood up and closing it tight over her eyes. No one could see her but his voice made her feel seen.

Sapnap giggled and George laughed. Dream breathed out a laugh. Y/n responded with a small, "Hi."

"Bugsy, you're such a liar!" Sapnap called out. "You are so scared."

"Shut up, Sapnap!" she chuckled.

"Scared of what?" Dream asked innocently.

"Meeting you," George answered. Traitor.

"Forgive me," Y/n started, sitting up in her seat and pulling open her hood to watch George play, "for being nervous to meet Mr. Speedrun in front of a huge live audience." She decided to joke around to hopefully ease the nervousness under her skin. "I'm just worried he's going to flirt with me again and I'll have to embarrass him in front of everyone by rejecting him again."

They all laughed.

"I mean, you already said Karl was in the lead for being your Minecraft boyfriend, so I really have no shot," Dream said.

"As if I'm letting some girl named Bugsy steal my fiance!" Sapnap yelled.

"Ah!" The attention was ripped away from Y/n as George screamed. Y/n looked at the screen, watching as her friend was getting attacked by a hoard of zombie pigmen.

"Why did you hit one, George?" she teased.

"I didn't mean to! AHH!!" he screeched, making everyone laugh. "STOP ATTACKING ME!"

"George!" Dream laughed. "Just run, you won't be able to kill them all!"

"I'm trying!" George fell in lava and screamed again. His death appeared on the screen and Y/n could hear him slam his desk. "That run was so good until the zombie pig came out of nowhere."

He started a new run and it was quiet for a moment before Dream's soft voice spoke again. "Well, Bugsy. I hope you forgive me for taking so long to speak to you."

"I-I was just kidding about you being a pussy," she mumbled, making him laugh.

"No, it's true. I was."

"Come on, Dream, sliding in my DMs is easy," she joked. "You could have if you wanted to."

"Trust us," George laughed, "he wanted to."

"What?" Dream asked George loudly, making Sapnap laugh.

"Dream, you talk about her all the time. George and I were both led to believe you were already friends based on how you talk about her."

"How I talk about her? What does that mean?" Dream sounded defensive and it made Y/n smile.

"You're always like, 'Bugsy did this' and 'Bugsy tweeted that', and 'I have to do a face reveal before Bugsy does because she'll outshine me'," Sapnap teased.

"Okay, the last one? I never said that. You're lying about that."

"But the rest of it is true?" Y/n teased.

"Look, you play good and your tweets are funny! I didn't come on here to get bullied, oh my gosh."

**********

A/N: this is my first time attempting a social media fic so the theme of this series is gonna be ignore the number of likes/retweets and stuff just know that y/n is a much smaller streamer she only gets a lot of likes and stuff when it involves other mcyt ya know okay fun times 

Please give feedback!! I hope you enjoy it!!! I don’t have a schedule right now but I might in the future if this series gets a lot of attention :) as of right now i’ll try to update at least once a week! 

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[ayamturd]

bisexual│mcyt hc

warnings: small mentions of hate, fluff

prompt: (requested 1 & 2) “Hello uh I saw one of your posts about the dream smp reacting to you coming out so I was wondering if you haven't already done it can you do dream smp reacting to you coming out as bisexual?” 

“Hello yamturd so I was wondering if maybe you could do tubbo, Tommy and Ranboo reacting to reader coming out as bisexual or lesbian if you haven't already done it :)” 

pairings: irl platonic! dream, ranboo, tommy and tubbo ; c!technoblade

a/n: if i offend or misinterpret anything in this hc, please feel free to message and correct me otherwise. i will always try to correct or delete this post if asked so <33

sending my love to all those who identify as bisexual <33

wc: (1.5k) - m.list

dream - 

considering his prideful personality sometimes, you probably wanted to play with his ego and drop subtle hints

not anything too obvious, but enough to make him kick himself when he realizes

though it was admittedly difficult since he plays into the dnf ship so much that he thinks you’re also joking more than half the time 

imagine you two were in a voice call one evening and randomly discussing the recent fanon and what would be funny to turn into canon (to mess with the fandom)

you’ve been recently shipped with two other content creators, both of opposing female and male gender, separately and together

“Honestly, I wouldn’t mind hitting that.” “Which one?” “Both.”

He’d laugh, but you didn’t.

“Wait, you’re serious? You actually identify as…?” “Bisexual. Yeah, I’m pretty sure anyway.” “Y/n, that’s amazing.”

takes pride in the fact that you trust him, but would feign being upset that you messed with him for as long as you did

be jokingly offended if he found out someone knew before him

“Wait…” “Yes?” “You told Bad??” “Yeah, he was one of the first.” “W— Why??”

It was your turn to laugh while he gawked in disbelief.

“It’s Bad! Of course I told him.” “… Fair enough.”

hate is a given, and he’ll always be there to support and defend you

he’ll always ask your permission before taking any action, however, because he respects you too much and knows you can fight your own battles

dream is someone will show relentless support, whether that be through words or moral support, he’ll always be there for you 

c!technoblade - 

i honestly feel like you never officially came out to techno

as you began to recognize yourself as bisexual, you slowly expressed yourself around him more openly to the point where he unconsciously knew

it’d probably would have hit him in the most random moment after months of assuming he knew

imagine you’re in the midst of battle when techno paused entirely with wide eyes 

“Y/n!” “What!?” “Are you gay??”

you would tease him when discussing your love life in one-sided conversations with him; him basically choosing to ignore you when you talk to him

“Honestly, Techno, how could you not want to hit that?” “Please, just stop.”

(i’ve written this before but will stand by this that) he truly doesn’t care for your sexuality

you’re a friend, someone he trusts and relies on, he doesn’t need to consider who you’re attracted to since he sees you for your skills and friendship

the only, and only time he is mindful of your sexuality depends on others unnecessary comments about it

the smp is a known judgement free land, but there will always be someone with ignorant opinions that he is always quick to shut down (or kill)

nothing much can be said besides the fact that you’ll always be y/n to him: a loyal friend and someone he would fight the world for

ranboo - 

oh sweet ranboo, dear ranboo

considering how openly supportive and kind he naturally is, you didn’t question the idea of telling him

i’d like to imagine that unlike most where you planned or waited to tell, the moment you knew, he would know soon after

imagine you called him before he began his lore stream to hype him up

you both were talking about more mundane things to calm his nerves as people joined when you brought it up

“Oh actually, before you start, I wanted to tell you something.” “Sure, what is it?” “Well, I— I’m Bisexual.” “…You’re tELLING ME THIS WHEN I’M ABOUT TO START MY STREAM??” “Y/n! I’m so happy for you, that’s amazing!”

he’s incredibly patient concerning how you wanted others to know or when you were ready to be completely out

similar to c!techno with the same beliefs you’re still y/n, and nothing has changed besides you coming out as yourself

he’s your go to when days are rough, because he knows how to help you understand you’re still loved as the same y/n and nothing less

“Hey, hey, listen to me. I love you, y/n. We all do, and you’ll never be alone when things get rough, alright?” (love /p)

knows how to silently deal with hate in his chat unless it becomes evident enough to address it (doesn’t want to bring attention to meaningless words until it becomes serious)

ranboo’s your rock and makes show that he’ll never believe anything other than that you deserve love

tommyinnit - 

as someone who took pride in defending the LGBTQ+ community, you had no hesitation when coming out to tommy

if any, your reluctance would come from accepting yourself to the point to be open with other people

it’s not as if he didn’t accept you, he could never imagine doing so in the slightest, but he probably wouldn’t know what to say initially

imagine you both were in the midst of playing bedwars together in a recording for a video

he had been busy gathering emeralds while you remained at the base, and the comforting silence gave you the confidence to blindly address it

“Hey Tommy?” “What, y/n? I’m in the middle of something right now.” “Oh, um, I’m pretty sure I’m bisexual.” “…” “…Tommy?” “…” “T— Tommy?”

it’d be dead quiet for a few seconds before you heard the noise of him rustling in realization

“Wait wait wait, you’re serious? You’re bisexual?” “Haha yeah, yeah, I am.” “WHA—!”

he was happy for you, to say the least

tommy loves to joke, and one he loved to make would be your attraction to both genders

you like women? pog!

you like men? a shame, honestly

if you were publicly out, his favorite bit would be to include you in his obnoxious swooning

imagine he was streaming while talking about his love for women

“Boys, honestly, the ladies just can’t resist me.”

The ding of discord notified you entering the call, the sound of your laughter immediately coming through.

“I agree, Tommy, I definitely agree.” “Y/n! You are attracted to women, and I am also attracted to women. You can agree women are amazing, yes?” “I can, Tommy. Women are indeed amazing.” “Good lad!” “Tommy, you do realize I’m not only attracted to w—” “Shush, we don’t speak of that.”

he showed his support by normalizing your sexuality, his acceptance quick and easily integrated into your lives

(this is getting long but—) tommy was well aware he lacked some knowledge when being in the LGBTQ+ community, but openly voiced his ignorance as a sign of awareness itself

he was always quick to correct either himself or others, he refused to accept slander of any type in his streams

would probably try to keep it light heartedly, but scold nonetheless

tommy was your figurative cheerleader, always there to include and uplift you, whether that be through the smallest gestures or loudest cheers

tubbo - 

poor tubbo

since he wasn’t the most careful with secrets, you probably withheld telling him till you were ready for most to know

this isn’t to deter anything of not trusting him, he’s still supportive and loving tubbo that wouldn’t dare do anything purposeful against you

if anything, you might have forgotten that he didn’t know when you were casually taking about it within a group

imagine you and Ranboo were trying to get him to sleep one early morning but gave up

you started talking about personal stuff and the topic of your love life came up, specifically the attraction to someone of the same gender

“I don’t know, Ranboo, I mean, I think I like them but at the same time I’m not sure.” “That’s fai—” “Wait, y/n. You’re gay??” “Bisexual, actually.” “WaAA—”

his very sleep deprived state was extremely happy and emotional for you

he’s like the little duckling with a knife, like he loves you completely but will try to hurt anyone that offends you

like tommy, he has no personal knowledge when being in the LGBTQ+ community but will solely learn for your sake

whether you’re younger or not, tubbo never fails to remind you that he looks up to you

he gives his all and won’t hesitate to provide in any way he can if needed

“You matter,” he’ll always say, “you’re important and no one else’s opinion matter.”

is proud to be your friend and expresses his platonic love in full, for you’re you and are so brave to be yourself despite all

choosing not to tag my usual taglist just cause its a headcanon with a specific request <33 (huge ty to @basilly​ and @inniterhq​ though for the advice/motivation to finish this)

[ramberjambers]

dsmp vigilante!au headcanons (minor-centric)

vigilante info:

ranboo’s ability is teleportation

he naturally looks like he does in the dsmp, ie half-white half-black skin & hair and is extremely tall

his mutation makes him stand out a lot so he’s always nervous about going out in public and getting his identity revealed

to throw people off, his vigilante outfit is his origins skin, so he paints the white half of his body black in hopes of making his vigilante persona look less like he does irl

he’s the second one out of the four to start vigilantism, so he’s a bit more experienced (as a tribute to how much he plays hypixel)

purpled is the one who became a vigilante first

he can create this purple miasma that when breathed in, affects people’s cognitive abilities (they become less aware of their surroundings, have sloppier movements, etc). this helps him sneak past heroes unnoticed and gives him an advantage when fighting villains

his outfit includes a gas mask to both hide his face and protect him from his own power

tommy. you know what’s coming.

he doesn’t have a power

it isn’t that much of an issue though, because tommy has lived on the streets nearly his entire life. he knows the city’s layout like the back of his hand and he makes sure to stay extremely agile in order to take down his opponents

he uses gadgets to give him an edge during fights and has the largest win streak out of the four of them (though that’s probably cause he’s always looking for a fight so he goes patrolling the most out of all of them)

he and tubbo were the last ones to become vigilantes

tubbo’s super power is lovingly named hive mind. he basically has the ability to connect to the technology around him, making it easy to hack into police radios/street cameras and tell the others where trouble might be happening

he patrols the least out of all of them because he’s usually sitting in front of all his monitors giving them info based on what he sees

he’s very tech-savvy and was the one who made all of tommy’s gadgets

how they met:

tommy and tubbo were the ones who met first

tommy was living in an abusive household *cough* dream? *cough* and he ran away at a young age to live in the streets instead

tubbo was dropped off at a police station as a baby, and was constantly being moved through different foster homes growing up

when they were both around 14, they met at a park and instantly clicked. tommy offered for tubbo to run away with him and tubbo, sick of not having a family that wouldn’t leave him, agreed

tommy showed him the ropes of how to live in the streets and eventually tubbo used his power to very legally what are you talking about find a source of income so they could buy an apartment

they met ranboo a couple months into their vigilantism

basically tommy got in quite the pickle while patrolling and ranboo saw and teleported him to safety

they ended up keeping in touch and the three of them became friends

then tommy and tubbo ran into purpled for the first time

basically purpled had almost gotten caught by the police, and tubbo intercepted their tech to freak them out while tommy grabbed him and ran back to their base

purpled kept in touch, and not long after tommy and tubbo found out that he already knew ranboo

purpled and ranboo met about a year before they met tommy and tubbo

they were both still kinda new to being vigilantes, and they teamed up for a good couple of months. purpled helped ranboo with fighting to lessen his anxiety and ranboo was purpled’s escape if he needed an immediate out

once they improved they went their separate ways but kept in touch in case they needed each other

when tommy and tubbo found out they were like “yo that’s so cool!” and so all four of them became a team

not long after their identities ended up getting revealed to each other. tommy offered for ranboo and purpled to live with him and tubbo saying “the minors have to stick together”

they accepted and figured out how to make their tiny apartment house four teenagers

living together in such a small space made them really close. they all sleep on the floor with two mattresses pushed together since the bed was too small. they are all very in sinc/coordinated with each other from having to avoid knocking into each other in the tiny apartment

friend group roles:

tommy is feral. he’s literally always looking for a fight

he gets into a lot of trouble because he’s always getting into big fights which can attract heroes or the police

he patrols the most out of the group and is the most well-known vigilante when it comes to the civilians in the area

tommy hates it when people fuck with his family. since he’s always kinda pissed, he’s more than happy to beat the hell out of whoever messed with his friends

if tommy’s the sword that attacks people who hurt someone in the group, then tubbo’s the one who wields that sword

the dude is merciless and VERY protective. if he finds out you hurt one of the others you can expect your bank account to be empty, all of your crimes to be leaked to the police, and an angry blonde being sent after you to send you to said police. he will literally make sure your entire life is ruined in the span of one night

his friends aren’t safe from his wrath either. if one of them gets hurt he will first ruin whoever hurt them and then turn around and make sure they regret being so stupid. the others feel bad when it happens cause he sometimes cries when he yells at them to stay safe dammit

now you think that tommy is the one that causes the most trouble but in reality? ranboo takes the cake

the dude is a trouble magnet and at least 90% of the time he doesn’t even want trouble to begin with.

he just always happens to be there when a bank robbery happens, always happens to be in the same place as heroes while out patrolling

the other three get grey hairs just thinking about him and his terrible luck

with the other three being such extremes, purpled is the stabilizer. the mediator

he’s very chill and doesn’t probe or ask questions

if tubbo and tommy have a fight they will both go to him to talk about it. then, instead of saying “well tommy/tubbo feels like this” he goes “how do you think tommy/tubbo felt during that?”

it always leads to them understanding each other and apologizing, meanwhile purpled will sit there like “mission accomplished”

he’s also usually the one ranboo goes to when his anxiety becomes too much

sbi enters the fray:

tommy is the one that runs into and is adopted by the sbi first

he meets wilbur when they’re both in civilian wear and they become really good friends almost instantly

wilbur figures out that he’s a vigilante pretty quickly but doesn’t do anything about it besides telling him that he knows

meanwhile tommy’s totally convinced that wilbur’s just a chill civilian

he talks to tubbo about it and tubbo immediately does a background check

purpled takes one look at wilbur and goes “he’s giving me hero vibes”

when tubbo confirms this tommy freaks out and avoids wilbur

which makes wilbur panic because he assumes tommy got hurt while fighting crime

he ends up telling techno and phil about it and with their help they find tommy

only to discover that he’s living in a one bedroom apartment with three other children and no adults in sight

the quirky quartet is immediately freaked out by three heroes discovering their “base” and tommy, as expected, ends up getting mad

wilbur’s like “where were you?! i thought you died on patrol or something!”

and tommy’s like “you’re a hero!”

and wilbur goes “yeah??? so?!?!”

and tommy blinks

and wilbur sits there, confused, before it dawns on him

“you mean you didn’t know?!?!”

“how was i supposed to know you’re a hero?!”

“i thought you knew!! just like i knew you were a vigilante!!”

“well i didn’t, asshole!!!”

needless to say they all calmed down once the quartet realized that the other three weren’t going to arrest them

they all keep in touch and continue their respective professions

techno gets attached to ranboo pretty quickly and so the sbi starts visiting more

and when they get to know tubbo and his anger issues and purpled and his caring nature the adults all kinda just agree that “yeah, these are our kids now”

eventually they convince the four to move in with them since they have an actual house

the quartet chooses to sleep in one bedroom still cause sleeping by themselves makes them uneasy now and so they have the biggest room in the house and it has two bunk beds and a pillow fort they made their first week living there

they usually sleep in a pile inside the fort instead of their beds

it totally absolutely does not make the three adults silently scream at how adorable they are

[applestorms]

someone has probably already said something about this, but can we just acknowledge the l a y e r s to wilbur telling tommy, “you will never be president”?

on one hand, it’s clearly manipulative. he’s fully accepted his role as villain now, fully accepted that he no longer is in control of manberg and has therefore gone off the rails. he’s fucking with tommy, trying to hit what he sees as one of his deepest insecurities in order to control him and get what he wants. tommy is the perfect victim, really, someone who used to look up to him without ever questioning his judgment, who still wants to see the good in manberg that wilbur thinks no longer exists. he’s a child, naïve, *trusting*, and wilbur is fully willing to take control of that.

but on the other hand, it unintentionally gives away what wilbur is *really* scared about: the fact that tommy might one day be a better leader than he ever was. because that’s what his main flaw was in the end, wasn’t it? that’s what he’s scared about with schlatt, that despite changing manberg drastically and overall being a shitty person, he’s still might be having a more positive impact on the place itself, overall. wilbur has practically said it himself, he was never that good of a leader in the first place and that truth is what has really led him to break. l’manberg was built on hatred and distrust and that sentiment has never stopped running through the veins of its creator. and tommy represents that fear! above all else, above his distrust of techno and tubbo and basically everyone other person on the smp, he (AS A CHARACTER) has grown to hate tommy as the leader and possible future president that he could never be, *will* never be.

wilbur isn’t saying that tommy will never be president in that he doesn’t have the strength or ability; he fully knows that he, of all people, absolutely fuckin’ could. he and tubbo are the kids of the smp, people will fight them but they’ll only go so far, and given direction and motivation tommy is absolutely enough of a little shit to claw his way to leadership and not be half bad at it. look at his recent videos: he got techno and dream fighting together on his side against dream’s own friends over the course of what, a single stream? and irl he has been skyrocketing in popularity and fucking carries comedically in practically every video he’s in. if he decided that he wanted to create an entirely new nation and crown himself as king, and truly applied himself to the task, he could absolutely joke his way into a genuine position of power. no, wilbur isn’t saying that tommy doesn’t have the balls to be president; he’s saying that he can never *allow* tommy to be president.

wilbur will do anything in his power to make sure that tommy doesn’t even get the *chance* to become a better leader than he was, even if he has to blow up his beloved to do it.

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C!schlatt- executed

I got lots of DMs asking for more angst so here

* You and schlatt get into an argument about him being president and executing tubbo ect, in a drunken rage he stabs you.

*Woah this is the longest thing I've ever written.

It all started when Fundy tipped you off about schlatts plans of executing tubbo for helping Wilbur and Tommy out,which you knew about ofc. You treated tubbo like one of your own and even sometimes helped him sneak out the Whitehouse without schlatt knowing; but killing tubbo over that broke you. You had to say something to hopefully put a stop to your husband's madness and his drinking. God did you hate how much he drunk, it drove you nuts.

You- he's just a boy. (Get the reference...)

Schlatt- I. Don't.give a fuck. He's. Traitor

You- do you blame him schlatt? Him and Tommy are close brothers even he probably felt terrible about what happend you know when you-

Schlatt- oh well should of thought I'd that before helping that that CHILD. HE'S MY RIGHT HAND MAN HE HAD ALL THE POWER AMD NOW and now he's going to pay the price and it's an expensive price to pay.

You walked over to the window and stood looking out into manburg. Just thinking about how you can save the poor boys life. How  could warn him without schlatt finding out? you came to nothing. You and schlatt were married you were first lady, wherever you went he went. You were in a deep thought about tubbo and what his death would mean to the server when quackity quietly Knocked on the dark oak door.

Quackity- uh boss I hate to interrupt but you have a meeting in 20 minutes down at the twitch prime church.

Schlatt sighed. Stood up off his chair and walked over to you, but not before grabbing the bottle. Schlatt got super close to your face, so close you could see the little wrinkles that had developed around his eyes and forehead since becoming president, your nose scrunched under the smell of alcohol from his breath or from his clothes you honestly couldn't tell anymore.

Schlatt- we will no longer speak on the matter. I AM THE PRESIDENT FOR MANBURG WHAT I SAY GOES.

He slaunted away from you pushing past quackity. Quackity gave you a sad smile as you both knew how mean schlatt could get when he drank, and recently he had been drinking alot. Quackity turned towards the open door to make sure schlatt was outta ear distance.

Quackity- go.

You- huh?

Quackity- I told Phill that you would be seeing him thecno Wilbur and Tubbo in the bunker. Go warn them.

You- i- hhhh thank you quackity I love you so much man.

Quackity- I know I know. Hurry because it looks like we are going to be in for along night if schlatt messes up this meeting

You- he's so drunk he can't even walk straight of course he's going to ok I'll run along I'll take the horse to speed things up.

Quackity quickly shut the door before running to where schlatt would be waiting downstairs for the meeting while you grabbed your axe and saddle. You made your way out the escape hatch in your office and found your horse (name your horse here pls comment the names I wanna see what y'all name your animals)

Horse- neyyyy

You- heyyyy boy shhh it's just me ok ok steady ok I'm getting on 3...2...1... And uppp fewww ok not so bad is it (horse name) ok off to warn Tubbo.

Your horse stamped it's hooves and took off for the bunker. You had ridden this path hundreds of time so it was easy for you and the horse to get to, quackity said he already told Phill about your arrival do he should be waiting for you to turn up. You were right because Wilbur was waiting outside for you to arrive. His usual green jacket and black Beanie on his head.

Wilbur- hey y/n in here look you can rest (horse name) in here Niki built it.

You- Niki joined? Awesome o haven't seen her in so long, well since she messed up the soup and schlatt fired her

Wilbur- how is he by the way y/n? Come inside and we can talk about him later or should I say rant

You- true true.

You walked through the entrance carefully, you had fallen down the rails the first few times Wilbur took you here. Over his presidential campaign you and wilbur had actually been pretty close and luckily kept in contact even though schlatt won. SBI was a group you practically grew up with just not enough for Phill to adopt you, but you don't blame him, you wouldn't fit the dynamic plus your parents didn't really like the idea but they never really liked anything you did.

Phill- oh hey y/n were all down here what do you want to talk about quackity said it was urgent so I called a meeting.

You got to the bottom of the steps to find everyone waiting on the floor for you to arrive. By everyone I mean: Phill, Tubbo, Tommy, Niki, thecno. You waved at Niki who had changed her hair colour since you saw her last she waved back with a huge smile on her face but a hint of sadness in your eyes. You had changed so much, you just look exhausted which was not wrong.

You- oh um yes hi everyone, sorry to be so blunt but uhhh there is no better way to say this. Tubbo is in grave danger. Schlatt is planning to...

Your hands started to shake vigorously, you felt dizzy, you wanted to throw up. Almost as if your body is warning you about doing this right now it's screaming at you to not betray your husband of four years like this but you have to.

Tommy- planning what y/n spit it out?

Niki- hey, y/n it's ok shhh Tommy what schlatt planning in doing to Tubbo?

You- he's PLANNING TO EXECUTE you tubbo. He knows, I don't know why or how but he knows about all of this and your his right hand man he's going to kill you tubbo, hang you for tertiary. I'm so sorry I-

Tommy- Tubbo? No? You can't die not now

Thecno- all our plans. Just gone.

Phill- he can't hang tubbo he's just a boy.

At this point you were sobbing now. Full on ugly crying. Your heart physically hurt from all the angst and the possibility of Tubbo dying. Your knees gave out on the floor as you wept for the young boy and he was still alive. The others argued in the back as to what to do. Tommy grabbed Tubbo and hugged him, Wilbur was crying over the threat of danger even thecno was a little on edge.

You- I'm sorry. But I must go I can't I can't stay im sorry.

Phill- it's ok. Thank you for warning us sport.

With that you climbed the stairs thinking about nothing honestly. You were numb. Your husband was going to murder someone you looked as your brother for years what did this mean for you? You were also helping them did he know about that? How did he know about tubbo's tretariy? You got on the back of your horse and rode back to manburg.

Climbing up the shoot to your office was miserable. You felt miserable, confused and alone. You had no idea how long you were sat in your chair looking at the chipped desk until the door was slammed open hitting the wall with a lud bang. You didn't need to look up to know it was your husband. Even before marriage he always slammed doors open like they were nothing.

Schlatt- what's got you all down in the dumps? HM sweetheart?

You- you know what and don't call me that.

You crossed your arms still refusing to make eye contact with the ram hybrid. This really pissed him off. He however pissed you off more by calling you sweetheart which to some would seem sweet but you knew schlatt better. This time was dripping in sarcasm because he was mind fucked drunk by now not caring about anyone or anything. Schlatt waddled up to your desk and stood right on front of you, still not looking up at him you pulled out some paperwork and started to mindlessly sign it.

Schlatt- me YOUR PRESIDENT just signed a huge deal with badboyhalo.what is wrong with you recently huh? Cats got your tounge ok what about pig hybrid got your tounge? Or angel of death got  your tounge or exhild child got your tounge?

You froze. He did know.

Schlatt- AHH struck a nerve, don't stop signing MY papers dear you are my wife after all.

You- no. Fuck you schlatt you can't hang the poor boy he's so young and innocent what was he supposed to do? You know I have to sign paperwork before you do anything and I won't sign off on it.

You threw your pen at schlatt in a rage. You didn't see if it hit him to enraged to care, papers were ripped, you there everything off your desk onto the floor. Schlatt just stood there blank expression not saying anything to you.

You- fuck you schlatt you don't control me.

You picked up the photo of you and schlatt on your wedding day. You ponderd on it for a second before stomping up to schlatt and shoving the picture on his face.

You- look at it. LOOK AT US LOOK HOW HAPPY I WAS NOW LOOK AT ME? DO I LOOK HAPPY TO YOU? OR DO I LOOK EXHAUSTED? STRESSED? because I am all of them things being married to you schlatt you are a terrible president and you have no power you're a pussy and won't face your problems like a real man.

Schlatt picked up the bottle of vodka and downed the whole lot you just stood there absolutely raging over this man's attitude and willingness to just disregard everyone in his life.

Schlatt- I DONT CARE HOW YOI FEEL I DONT CARW ABOUT ANYONE NOT EVEN QUACKITY OR MY WIFE. I AM THE BEST PRESIDENT MANBURG HAD EVER SEEN AND YOU WILL OBAY THE RULE OF SCHLATT. I KNOW YOU HAVE BEEN HELPING THE FUCKERS AND YOU WILL SUFFER JUST LIKE TUBBO, JUST LIKE TOMMY, JUST LIKE DREAM YOU WILL PAY THE PRICE FOR YOUR CRIMES. AGAINST. YOUR COUNTRY. AGAINST. YOUR PRESIDENT.

With every word schlatt got closer and closer to you. Terrified of schlatt, becoming increasingly more angry to the point his horns have grown pitch black out of pure hatred. You moved back as far as you could against the glass in your office. Schlatt pressing you up against it with his body but this time shoving a finger in your face and still yelling about how incompetent you are as a wife and as a person.

Suddenly you felt a stabbing pain just above your heart. You look down to see a black colour sword through your chest and red blood gushing out onto your clothes and floor ( ok the sword is still in so in irl not a lot of blood would actually escape unless the object was removed top tip but for theatrics blood eveywhere) you weakly reach up to grasp the blood covers wrist of schlatt to pull the sword out but to no avail as you suddenly feel super dizzy and everything goes black.

Quackity- she's.... She's.....y/n's dead

Quackity heard you and schlatt yelling in his office when silence happend. He knew this was a bad sign and anxiously walked to schlatts office with shaky hand. He got close enough to hear a loud thud and XP drop on the ground. He ran back to his office to think when schlatt walked by ( in this his office is made.of glass) staring at his hands, suit all covered in blood. His heart dropped and ran back to the office to collect your stuff, running on adrenaline he ran all the way the he bunker to tell the others. No time for him to cry yet he was still in shock over what just happened.

Niki- no no no no pls say your lying pleas no no not y/n

Niki dropped to her knees sobbing and rocking backwads and forwards much like you did less than three hours ago when you came to warn the crew. You were her friend and was the only person who helped her when she was working for schlatt at the white house.

Wilbur- no no why how? Pls no?

Wilbur and you were probably the closest, he found you in the forest over 12 years ago chasing after foxes and collecting berries Wilbur always wanted a younger sibling as this point Phill only had thecno and Wilbur.

Phill- oh no poor y/n.

Tommy- what the fuck how?

Phill when he first saw you recognised you emidiatly looking much like your father. However he knew the man and knew what he was like so he had no problems when you visited them for tea many nights a week. He did think about adopting you right after Tommy arrived as you looked after him so well. Crafting him many clothes and many pumpkin pies. So so so many he always asked Phil if he had the recipe as he knew you couldn't make them as frequently as you used to.

Everyone was going to miss you greatly they just didn't expect to see you at the festival but now as ghosty/n. All your tries and efforts were in vain. Manburg still got blown up. But you did make good friends with Ghostbur. Glatt knew off you but was too embarrassed to see you.

Ugh ok this took me over two hours to write non stop. I just got this idea and ran with it omg I got so carried away. As of now probably my fav story.

[dreamsclock]

ummm. how do you feel about this tumblr post?? cause i honestly have no idea how to feel about it :/// mizmatched(.)tumblr(.)com/post/641775288545673216/i-like-that-people-in-this-fandom-are-getting

hi!! okay, so this actually touches on something i’ve wanted to talk about for a while, so this post will be obnoxiously long - it’ll be under a cut!!

disclaimer: everything is in character unless specified with cc!tubbo, cc!dream, etc!! and i’m not hating or trying to debate with the op of this post - they make such interesting points, i just wanted to raise my own thoughts on them!!

so violence as a language in the smp is the universal one, right? it’s the one everyone speaks - or is made to speak, as we see time and time again. techno says it himself, and most of the other characters imply it; be it through dream exiling tommy for a prank, niki and jack wanting to kill tommy to teach him a lesson, or phil using the destruction in doomsday as a lesson for every l’manburg citizen.

violence isn’t new in the smp, this post is right - minecraft/dream smp violence doesn’t equate to irl violence. it’s part of the reason we can enjoy it so much, because we know it’s fiction! 

however, this is where i stop agreeing so much, and want to raise the point about reaction.

we see loads and loads of different types of violence on the smp, self inflicted, inflicted by others, inflicted by circumstance, events, etc. to all of these events, there are a variety of different reactions and responses from different characters; anything ranging from indignation/embarrassment/good-humoured to distress/upset/trauma. and arguably, it’s these reactions and responses that determine how ‘seriously’ we should take an event (know that it’s all fiction, of course!!).

let’s take tubbo’s exile: an objectively bad event, i think most can agree. tubbo was executed for being a traitor publicly by an ally after said ally was pressured into doing so by the president. and it’s STILL classed as a bad event, because of how the other characters respond to it, particularly tubbo and the characters close with him. tubbo references his own execution and the trauma it gave him on multiple occasions, and when quackity suggested executing ranboo, tubbo snapped, shouting at quackity - this is one of the only instances we see tubbo truly lose his cool.

tagging on from this, violence on the smp is normalised, but in two different ways. on one hand, we have general minecraft language that normalises violence - people punching each other with fists to say hello, sometimes even with weapons, or attacking someone to get their attention... again, this only drives home the point that the body language and gestures in the smp don’t equate to the body language and gestures in real life. death (non-canon), too, is also seen as something amusing: people tease quackity (ooc and ic) about his death count, and nobody seems too bothered when they die without losing a canon life: either because it’s only counted as mild injury, or just because the ccs die so much that the characters would have wayyy too much trauma if they counted every death as something awful LMAO. so burning down houses? killing each other non-canonly? stealing, griefing, etc? unless the characters are outright genuinely affected by it, and have a reaction that a) impacts the story in some way and/or b) impacts the CHARACTER in some way, then it’s unimportant. 

but, in addition to that, a lot of violence is normalised in that we see this cycle in the smp of violence justified and accepted. the old “days since last war crime” is a humourously tragic example of this, as is tubbo’s decision to build nukes to defend himself and snowchester. the characters in the smp are so used to violence, even from as early as after the first l’manburg wars, that they become desensitised to it: so we’re forced to rely even MORE on the statement of “characters’ responses to violence = severity of it”.

(there’s also a point about emotional violence being treated and taken as far worse than physical violence in the smp - see the exile, see wilbur’s decline - but that’s probably for another post.)

this has been an incredibly long-winded way of getting to dream’s prison sentence!! we see tommy + bad + sapnap’s reactions to the prison on their prison trips - awe and amazement that turns into uneasy fear and uneasy worry the further they get in and the longer they stay. a prime example of this is tommy: he’s joking around before he sees dream, and then, once he sees how quiet and torn-up dream already seems (i say seems, because it’s definitely debatable that dream is manipulating him here) and once he realises the full extent of dream’s imprisonment, he grows more pensive and sombre. he gives dream back his clock, he stops mocking him by using his own manipulation against him, hell, he even tells dream he’ll begin to try and forgive him if he writes books for him. he also promises he’ll come and visit often. 

bad is a much, much better example, because this is when we begin to get dream’s genuine responses/emotions, and also bad is far more noticeably thrown off both by the severity of the prison and the extremities of dream’s conditions. several times throughout the stream (in short), he questions whether keeping dream in such harsh conditions is a) humane, b) right, or c) even helping matters, and even tries to get quackity involved in getting better conditions for him. he is notably uneasy when dream sets himself on fire (i won’t even get started on sapnap’s response to dream running towards the fire) - but note that bad never says he doesn’t deserve punishment. he even says the opposite; dream deserves punishment and to pay for his actions, but not to suffer so much as he is.

whether we see dream as manipulating the others by milking his suffering or not (i don’t think he is but that’s Another Post JDKSD), it’s hard to deny that a) due to his own reactions, b) due to the other characters’ reactions/responses, c) the emotional violence of keeping him confined without visitors and in such oppressive conditions, and d) the impact this could very well have on the plot. cc!dream said yesterday in his stream that his character is going to have a big part to play in upcoming events - and with the way the other characters keep bringing it up, i’m almost certain the prison and its affect on dream will have something to do with it.

(and as for philza + techno experiencing no consequences for doomsday - i think the others have been far more focused on taking dream down, but i do think conflict between the syndicate, snowchester and whatever the fuck quackity’s got going on [quackity villain arc my beloved] is inevitable; maybe then we’ll see the syndicate leaders finally experience some consequence. i guess we’ll have to wait and find out!!)

(ALSO, a further minor point: morals on the smp are SKEWED, like, badly. so i really don’t feel like reaction to one ‘war crime level’ event can correlate with another, you know? though that’s my own opinion.)

[firefly464]

The Real World - Chapter 12

Alright chapter 12 lets goooo. Another slightly slower chapter, but I promise that its gonna be picking up real soon. Also Pami wrote the irl bit because shes the coolest and I love her :D

Made in collaboration with @i-have-this-now​ Thank you to @rivys​ for beta reading and editing!

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Dream stared at his friend, confusion and worry filling his mind. The teenager had been staring into space for the past minute or so, not responding to either him or Tubbo. Dream hadn’t been too concerned, until he noticed that Tommy was crying.Tears were streaking down Tommy’s face, forging a path on his cheeks. His expression was filled with a mixture of hope and fear, his eyes glazed over, like he was listening to something that no one else could hear. 

“Tommy? Hellooo? You ok?” Dream asked, waving a hand in front of his face. No response. He glanced over at Tubbo, trying to see if he had any ideas. Instead, when Dream made eye contact with him, Tubbo flinched and sank back into his seat, as if trying to disappear. Right. Of course Tubbo was scared of him. Everyone was scared of him. 

“You know I’m not going to hurt you, right?” He asked, trying to lighten the mood.

The younger brunette stared at him in fear, unsure of how he was supposed to respond. If Dream had said those same words to him a month ago, he would have ran, no questions asked. Now though, he wasn’t sure. He didn’t know this man, had no idea what he was like. All he had to go off of was what Tommy had said. 

His eyes darted over towards his spaced out friend. “What did you do to him?” He asked, struggling to keep the tremor out of his voice. He had only stood up to Dream once, and it had resulted in him nearly losing his arm. Slowly, as to not draw attention to himself, he moved his hand to the hilt of his sword. If this went south, then he sure as hell needed to be ready to defend himself. 

“Nothing! I didn’t do anything, I promise” Dream dropped the bow and put his hands up in an attempt to show he meant no harm. He understood why Tubbo was so scared of him, but that didn’t change the fact that it stung. How could it not? Someone who he had thought of as a friend was now trembling before him in fear. 

“Look, I don’t know what you’re playing at, but if you hurt Tommy in any way I will not hesitate to run you through.” Tubbo’s voice shook with fear, despite his best attempts at keeping it steady. 

Seeing the young teenager like this, Dream couldn’t help but be filled with pity and sadness. He was only 16, still just a kid. He should have been worried about homework, or some other small problem. He shouldn’t be stressing over whether or not he was going to live through the day, or who was going to try and hurt him next. It just wasn’t right.

Dream nodded, his hands still raised.“I promise, Tubbo, I didn’t do anything, and I don’t plan on hurting either of you.”

“Tubbo…” A soft voice startled them both. Tommy was now staring at the fallen bow, the tears freely flowing. 

Tubbo’s attention was instantly drawn to his best friend, his eyes filled with overwhelming concern. “Hey man, you ok?” 

Tommy looked up at his friend. A pang of homesickness shot through him. Everything about the boy next to him felt… wrong. He knew that it was still Tubbo, but that didn’t change the fact that it didn’t seem right. He was too tense, too nervous. It was as if at any moment, he could be attacked. It was so different from the laid back attitude of his Tubbo. The one that got excited over the smallest things. The one who casually went around killing people in game for no real reason. Tommy couldn’t help but miss the energetic and fun loving Tubbo from his own world. Still, he was still his friend. 

Without hesitation, Tommy reached over to give his friend a hug. The tears continued to flow as the words of the message replayed in his mind. ‘I swear, we’re gonna figure something out and get you guys out of there. I promise.’ It wasn’t much to go off of, but goddammit what did he have to lose? 

Tubbo couldn’t help but flinch at the sudden hug. “Hey, is everything alright?” 

“Sorry, sorry” Tommy quickly said, backing up and giving his friend space. He frantically wiped the tears off his face and tried to compose himself. “Yeah, I’m good.” “What the hell was that? You just zoned out, are you sure you’re ok?” Dream asked. 

“I uh, I think I just got a message from Tubbo. Our Tubbo,” he made sure to clarify. “Apparently he’s been working with Wilbur and the other Tommy to try and bring us home…” 

Dream felt his jaw drop. “Wait, really?! You’re kidding!” 

“I swear to you that I am not joking. Trust me, I want to go home as much as you do.”

“How?! What did he say? What do we do?” 

“There’s- There’s a console. Apparently it's like the server console back home, but it's an actual physical computer here. According to Tubbo it has the ability to do some really weird shit.” 

“Like run regular commands?” 

“Yeah, pretty much. Damn, imagine what kinda fucked up shit you could do with that kinda thing…” 

“Uh huh, imagine what kind of fucked up shit this other Dream already did with that thing.” 

“Fuck, you’re right.” 

“So how exactly does this help us get home?” 

“Right, right. I guess that the other Dream figured out how to swap people’s souls across dimensions or something with it.”

Dream’s face lit up as he made the connection. “We could do it too! We could use the command to swap us back and put everything back to normal!” A rush of excitement filled him. Finally, finally they had some direction. They actually had a goal, something to work towards. They had hope. “Where is it? Where can we find it?” 

“See, that's the problem. Actually, there's two problems. One, we don’t know the command. Tubbo was thinking if we could make it to the console, we might be able to communicate with them and figure something out.”

“Wait, what? How would that even work?” 

Tommy shrugged. “I’m not sure. I’m honestly just hoping that Tubbo knows what he’s doing.”

“Riiight. So what's the other problem?” 

Tommy took a deep breath and tried to find something, anything else to look at. He didn’t want to look Dream or Tubbo in the eyes when he told them the truth. Eventually, his eyes rested on the white, porcelain mask that hung on the wall. The simple smile seemed to bore into his very soul, taunting him in a way. He looked away. “The computer is super far away. Apparently it takes a couple days to reach on foot.” 

“Ok? And?” 

“According to the other Tommy, the other Dream is going to delete the server in a little less than 48 hours, which would most likely result in every single one of us dying a very painful death.” 

Dream let out a low whistle. “Right. So you’re telling me that we have to go and find this super powerful computer that's really far away, try to come up with a plan, and figure out what the right command is within the next 48 hours, or the world will be deleted and we all die.” 

“Yeah pretty much.” 

“Right. Ok, no pressure.” he ran a hand through his hair, already trying to figure out what the best course of action was. “Where exactly is the console?” 

“He said it’s in this room made out of bedrock in the middle of a dark forest, almost directly east of us.”

Dream nodded. “Got it. Tommy, go let George know what's going on. See if he wants to join us. It’d probably be smart to have someone who actually knows what they’re doing with us. I’m going to get together some supplies.” 

“Got it. Tubbo, do you wanna come with us?” Tommy asked, startling the brunette. 

He had been deep in thought, trying to keep up with the conversation. He was confused, but he also didn’t want to ask any questions and risk angering Dream. He shook his head. “I’m good. You guys uh, you’ll need someone to cover for you, right? I can tell Wilbur what's going on…” He was lying, of course. He just didn’t want to spend any more time around Dream. Sure, Tommy trusted him, but that didn’t change the fact that just looking at the man brought back painful memories. 

“Ok, that's probably smart. Make sure he knows that the other Tommy is safe, ok? He’s going to be coming home soon.” 

A slight smile crossed Tubbo’s face. “Alright. I can do that. I’ll uh, I’ll see you guys later then.” He rushed out of the base, running towards L’manberg. 

Dream and Tommy were silent, neither of them mentioning the obvious. If all went according to plan, then they would never see this version of Tubbo again. 

~~~

“Florida?!” Tubbo cried, flabbergasted. “We’re going to Florida? That’s like a 9 hour flight!” All this SMP stuff was making his head spin. First, it was just Tommy and Dream’s disappearance, then it escalated to something much, much worse. His friends’ lives were at stake if they didn’t do anything. He honestly didn’t want to believe Tommy, but something told him that what he’s saying is true.

“Look, I’m used to taking on my problems in person. I can’t just sit in front of this thing- whatever weird gadget this is- and do nothing! We have to go there!” Tommy explained.

“Tommy, what will you tell everyone else? What will you tell your parents? You can’t just prance up to them and go ‘hello dearest parents! As it turns out, I’m not your son, but I’m him from another dimension! Y’know how he plays that video game? It’s that dimension! Anyways, I’m off to Florida to go do a murder! I’ll be home before dinner!’ How do you think that’s gonna go down?” Wilbur said.

“Will, I know what I’m doing! This psychopath is gonna try to kill my friends. I need to save them.” Tommy told them desperately. “If we reach him, we can get to his computer and I can go home!”

“We don’t even know where he lives, Tommy!” Wilbur retaliated. 

“Well, I might.” Tubbo said, nonchalantly.

Wilbur blinked. “You what? You’re not going to hack him, Tubbo-” 

“He isn’t our Dream, Will. This is probably the only chance we have to do this! Lives are at stake!”

“But there’s laws--” Wilbur sighed, pulling on his face in resignation. He still had trouble believing in this. Dimension travel? Souls? A few days ago he’d say they never existed. But, now… “Okay, fine. I can get us three to Florida. Earliest flight I can get us will be at about five-in-the-morning. We find Dream and we…” Wilbur trailed off.

“Kill him.” Tommy gritted out.

“NO!” Wilbur and Tubbo shouted.

“Tommy, we are not going to kill him. We need our Dream and Tommy to come back and send both of you back. If you kill him-” Wilbur explained.

“Okay, fine,” Tommy sighed, cutting off whatever it was Wilbur was about to say. “We won’t kill him. We just need to hold him long enough for him to tell us the command.”

“And what if he refuses to tell us?” 

“Then we make him tell us.” 

~~~

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Clingy duo headcanons for my dear anon Stella and also for me and my sanity and everyone else who wants them. P sure like none of these are completely original but like. I put my own brain into this. (Also I am listening to my huge amalgamation playlist of like every song I’ve likes since like 6th grade on shuffle so the tone of this may or my not be all over the fucking place) It’s important to remember I’m not a writer and so this is gonna sound awkward as FUCK. So.

My VERY FAVORITE Clingy duo headcanon to ever exist is the idea that they are very physical in their affection. Sometimes it just bubbles up in my mind randomly and I just grin stupidly. So here’s this.

(HOLY FUCK WHY AM I SO BAD AT DIALOUGE. GOOD STORIES HAVE DIOLOUGE AND I HUST FUCKING CANT)

I think maybe Tommy and Tubbo had met before this time?But idk so lets pretend not k-

(irl headcanon) When Tommy and Tubbo met for the first time, the hugged. Just a long hug. It was nice. They had known each other for YEARS, and were finally meeting in person. It was weird, seeing each other in person. Very awkward at first. But then Tubbo smiled his smile, the smile of Tommy’s best friend/ Tommy is put at ease, and practically lifted Tubbo up when he enveloped him in a hug. 

(Jesus fuck, am I not a good writer this is so awkward um anyways)

Before Tommy asked Tubbo if he could stream on his computer, “for the vlog!”, they just talked. Tommy met Teagan and Lani, which was slightly awkward, and Tubbo ushered him into his room. They talked. Just about anything they would talk about normally. It was still weird at first, but as they slipped into the rhythm of their normal conversations, it felt the same. They were the same people.

(What even happened to physical affection lmao its harder to write it into irl ill do more when i say my shit for dsmp!clingyduo)

After Tommy kicked Tubbo’s PC and accidentally fucked up his stream, he felt terrible. He didn’t mean to fucking KICK Tubbo’s computer! He hadn’t wanted to make his first impression on Tubbo’s parents ‘the kid who broke their kid’s computer’! But the computer was fine. Tommy kept apologizing while they were trying to get it to turn on, worried about what Tubbo would think of him. 

But of course, Tubbo is very very nice and forgiving and understanding. He put his hand on Tommy’s shoulder.

“Hey- Tommy,” he said, snapping Tommy out of his panicked spiral. “It’s fine! Why don’t we go to the beach or something? For the content?” He adds, nudging Tommy with a grin on his face. Tommy lets a relieved smile spread across his face as he grabs his phone, “Sure, big man.”

damn. that was bad. i cant write dialouge for the life of me. isnt this supposed to be headcanons? why dont i just write them like, i dunno, headcanons? anyway. dsmp time. maybe there wi;; actually be physical affection involved??? i really meant to write in shit i wanted but it didnt make sense like narrative wise

i dunno what the family dynamic is going to be? so i’ll vary. also cant fucking do bullet points on browser. fucking tumblr. anyways

the idea that tommy just found tubbo. playing in the park, in a box by the side of the road, chasing bees in a feild. he saw him and went ‘that boy looks like someone i want to go through EVERYTHING with. i want him.’ and just takes him as his own. 

they are like 6 or something because baby duo awwwwwwe

“THIS BOY,” he grabs the boy in question’s hand, “IS WITH ME NOW.” He turns to beam at him and introduces himself. “HI! I’m Tommy!” Without missing a beat, the other boy introduces himself right back. “Hello! I’m Tubbo!” 

He appeared to accept his fate as Tommy’s new best friend as he unlaced their fingers and went back to chasing around the bees. (I guess I took the idea of a field and ran w/ it lmao) Tommy furrowed his brow, trying to figure out why Tubbo wasn’t scared. Wilbur taught him to never provoke the bees, they could hurt him if he wasn’t careful. Normally he’s happy to jump into danger but he always listens to Wilbur when he’s serious. (hahahhaha sneaked some v sweet big bro wilbur into this)

“TUBBO?” Tommy yelled, “What are you doing?” 

Tubbo ran back over, smiling. “Playing with the bees! I love bees.” 

“But... can’t they sting you, with they asses? Aren’t you worried?”

Tubbo smiled, grabbing Tommy’s hand again. “They never sting me!” He giggled, dragging Tommy through the field. “Come on!”

Despite his former skepticism, Tommy lightened up and ran with Tubbo, as Wilbur, who had been giving slight supervision, grew worried. Eventually he was satisfied and got back to his book. 

Tommy and Tubbo finally ran out of breath and tried to catch breaths through their fits of giggles. Tommy released Tubbo’s hand and INSATANTLY got stung by a bee. FUCK WAIT IN SATAN LY I FUCKING CANT SHDGJDBSBGD anyway

INSATANLYSHGF

As soon as Tommy released Tubbo’s hand a bee landed on him and just drove that pointed ass into his arm. “WHAT THE FUCK?!?????!?!?!???!?!!!?!??!?!” He yelled before bursting into tears.

Wilbur, suddenly alert as fuck, sprints over with his long-ass legs and bends down to comfort Tommy, only to find him buried in the arms of another little boy. The one he had been running with a minute ago. Tommy sobbed into the boy’s shirt and yelled, “WHAT THE FUCK! I THOUGHT YOU SAID THEY WOULDN’T STING!”

“I said they never stung ME before. I don’t know why they stung you. Does it hurt that badly?” Tubbo replied as Tommy hugged him tighter.

(the pov really said ---------------^^^^^^^^^^^^^--------, the ^ being a weird-ass change. we didnt need a singular paragraph from wilbur’s pov but oh well)

Wilbur kneeled down, “Oh come on, Tommy. It doesn’t hurt that bad. You’re just a fucking dramatic little bitch. Come on.” Wilbur grinned out an apology to Tubbo as he reached out to grab Tommy to try and get him home and composed. 

Tommy ducked away, holding on to Tubbo tightly, and Tubbo giggled again and smiled up at Wilbur. “Can I come?” 

“YEAH!” Tommy jumped up in excitement, “I WANT TUBBO TO COME WITH ME!” 

Wilbur looked around, not seeing anyone who appeared to be in charge of Tubbo. It looked like he wasn’t going to be able to get Tommy to budge without bringing Tubbo along. He sighed.

Tommy and Tubbo linked arms and sang and they walked home. Tommy forgot almost instantly that he was ever stung, much to Wilbur’s annoyance. 

adbhvejw they are so sweet. glad i figured out to write link halfway through. maybe its easier to write babyinnit and babybo. idk. anyway sorry this took so FUCKING long and here it is

[painless-innit-colourful]

Alright, I’m doing an appreciation post because this latest lockdown has made me realise the 🌟 positive impact 🌟 some of you have had on my life :)

(putting it under a read more this post is looong)

sidenote: also if you’re seeing this and you’ve ever left a nice comment on anything I’ve written I saved it and I love you.

Starting with the Mutuals:

@anti-kalvin-club: My first mutual, hopefully now that you’re getting into the SMP the spam from my blog isn’t as annoying? I dunno. Anyway, we met during the mcrblr renaissance (I miss it) and though it’s only been a year since we met, it feels like we’ve been friends for years. Sometimes I think of you like a big brother :) Thank you for the emo nerdery, the help with the gender, and your fantastic commentary of the Dem Debate (one of the funniest mornings of my life was waking up to the post-it note memes).

@ozzie-mandias: We’ve only spoken like once? But your blog is really cool? I remember meeting you through the MCR playlist exchange, and then we just vibed. You’re cool :)

@nixavia: Oh Nix, my weird little sibling, my streaming pal, my Texan friend who only ever seems to sleep from 5am onwards, bless you for putting up with me springing into DMs at any time of the day, either loaded with ideas or covered in paint, again XD You know how much I appreciate your friendship, but it bears repeating: DUDE YOU’RE SO COOL WITH THE ART AND THE MINECRAFT AND THE JRWI AND THE GETTING ME INTO THE DSMP, YOU GO YOU FUNKY LITTLE RANBOO KIN /hj that last part

@boxofnothingness: Hello Box! We’re still quite new friends, but your blog is just. Really. Cool, okay? I don’t really know much about you, but it always makes me smile to see you pop up in my notifs, and honestly I’m so glad you jumped in on the group pfp thing Nix roped me into. Hope to talk more in future :)

@garlic-dead: Hey Crow! I see you as the D&D cryptid mutual, and honestly I like to not look at your blog for a few days then binge the chaos in a big flurry of note spam (whoops, ‘pologies). I don’t really have anything else to say other than you’re cool and I will get to that ask you sent when I get around to actually watching Vibes of Rude Mountain (because I’m a dummy that gets excited for things and then doesn’t watch them for ages).

@pain-is-a-temporary-emotion-ii: I don’t really see you as a mutual since I know you irl, but anyway, all I’m gonna say is this: one of these days I will get you out of your darn house and on a walk with me :)))))

Okay, next up is the people I don’t think I’m mutuals with but I see you a lot and value your existence! Starting with-

@kowore: I hope you don’t mind me holding onto that ask that you sent me for a while, it made me feel really warm inside :) I don’t mind the note spam (I do that a lot myself haha), and I loved it the other night when we were vibing with the same gender thoughts lmao. I’d love to be mutuals or something, you seem really cool!

@tommy-and-tubbo: I think I tried to send an appreciative ask to you before but you’re inbox’s closed lmao. I see you in my notifs a lot and you tend to leave tags on everything, and as someone who also does that I love going through your blog and reading all of them; love hearing what people have to say. I just think you’re pretty darn cool. OH, and also you reblogged a couple bits of my writing saying nice things, which means I’ll now cling to you forever like a koala.

@universe-not-taken: YOOOOO I LIKE YOU. You’re another person constantly saying things in the tags so even when you don’t make your own posts you’re adding opinions - and I like that! Also your tags are just really, really funny and whoooo ClingDuo supremacy! I’d really like to get to know you better - you seem really cool!

And finally, couple quick </3 to @your-discs and @classyzombie. I see you two in my notifs all the time, and seeing you is like seeing the regulars at the bar. Your blogs are both great and I appreciate you hanging out :)