#Tommy’s bandana :D

[ghosts-and-blue-sweaters]

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hello! hi! heya! sorry for disappearing like that for a bit!! 

today i offer you mcyt as sky: children of the light characters :) i think it would be really cute to fly around as a lil fundy or something!

it looks like it cut off my tags so i’m sorry, i can’t write anything for you like i usually do… but as always wishing you all nothing but the very best :D please remember to take care of yourself today because you are lovely and you deserve it no matter what!

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[quintessenceofdust88]

Fuck it Friday

I was tagged by the amazing @typicalopposite for Fuck it Friday and I decided it'd be a great occasion to post a little more of my 'Nonna Rosa fixes her stupido grandson's relationship' that I started on Wednesday! It's really just a snippet, but I hope to have if finished and published this weekend, so yay ♥ Happy Friday, everyone! (and later today I promise I'll get around to publish the prompts that are in my inbox!!)

“Pronto? Tommasino?” She answers the call, as always with the camera too close to her face to the point where Tommy can only see one glimpse of her eye, and that at least brings a smile to his face.

“Nonna, you need to stretch your arm a little. Remember, like Charlie showed you?” He asks with a chuckle; Charlie being his cousin’s daughter, Charlotte, who taught Nonna how to FaceTime so she could ‘see Tommasino’s pretty face more often’, in her own words. 

She stretches her arm and Tommy gets a good look at her. Nonna looks the same as always, sharp blue eyes in a soft face that’s wrinkled both from age and from a lifetime of smiles. Her hair is wrapped in hair rollers and tucked safely behind a red bandana. Tommy misses her fiercely, and wishes more than ever that he could get wrapped in one of her hugs. 

They always did wonders for him when he was a little boy who used to climb trees and get scrapes and bruises; when he was a scared eleven-year-old missing his mother (and as a grown-up he can appreciate Nonna was hurting at least as much as him, having lost her daughter, but still never let it show) and dealing with an angry abusive father; when he was a scared eighteen-year-old leaving the only home he’d ever known to join the Army. And when he was a scared 33-year-old man, coming out as gay to his 75 year-old-grandmother, afraid of being rejected by the one person alive who truly loved him, and Nonna had stood on her tiptoes, pulled him into one of those hugs, and told him all she ever wanted for Tommy was to see him happy. 

A hug from his grandmother had always made Tommy feel like the world was an easier place to be faced, and right now, that’s exactly what he needs. And his longing must show in his face, because she’s frowning at him, her eyes full of concern. 

“Oh, Tommasino” She says softly. “What’s wrong, bambino mio? You look so sad” She asks, and to Tommy’s horror, he finds his eyes filling up. Nonna has that way of bringing out every emotion he tries to repress.

“Everything’s wrong, Nonna, and it’s all my fault”

-- Np tagging @bidisasterevankinard @unhingedangstaddict @30somethingautisticteacher and whoever else wants to join! :D

[zeichannnnn]

Finally finished his character sheet :D

You guys don’t know how long it took me to come up with this design, after failing multiple times and not liking the results of many—it took ONE EXAM for me to get bored and start doodling on the question paper of Tommy designs for my brain to actually start being creative and come up with this shit I swear to God

Anyways, local raccoon boy becomes not so local anymore :P

Dunno if I’ll be writing this into a fic soon but here are some misc. info on stuff:

Reason why he hides his vision is so that he won’t attract any unwanted attention, especially after his story of how he gained a vision spread like wildfire through Inazuma

He kept Tubbo’s bandana but discard Wilbur’s jacket as a sign that he’s moving forward, laying the dead and holding the living

The L’manburg flag is to show his pride and unwavering loyalty towards his country

Birds. Birds everywhere.

Aight that’s all for today, I’m eepy and goodnight o7

[nekole-doodles]

After 2 and a half hours trick or treating with my friend in her neighborhood, I got a bunch of candy that will probably last a year :D I'm pretty happy with my C! Tommy costume even though I had to take off the white turtleneck I was wearing under the iconic t-shirt because it was so humid and I lost some of the really pretty rocks I hung from my belt loops to add more character. I had those rocks since 2019 and when I finally found a use for them, I lost them TvT

But one of the ladies handing out candy thought I was dressed as a suburban mom because I had a blonde wig with the green bandana tied around my head like a headband and I don't think the blue sheep cardigan helped either(and yes, I did buy a blue cardigan with little sheep on them specifically for this C! Tommy cosplay). I said I wasn't dressed as a suburban mom and she asked who I was dressed as. I just said a character and she curiously asked which one, so I awkwardly told her "you probably won't know him but uh- Tommy from the Dream SMP" and she said she hasn't heard of the Dream SMP and would remember to look it up. I told "mayyyybe don't because... It has a lot of trauma hidden underneath the silliness..." I wasn't actually warning her about the wars and trauma, I was warning her about the amount of sex jokes and "crude" humor, because again, this is a middle-aged, almost elderly, woman.

But besides that it was fun dressing up as C! Tommy, even if only 2 people who didn't know about my costume beforehand recognized my cosplay and even then, they were both my friends and it was when I had the outfit on(minus the wig) at school TvT

I want to show a picture of the outfit but I don't really want to post a picture of what I look like and what my room looks like in the background so I'm not gonna do that

[productofaritual]

you 🫵 c!tommy headcanons/thoughts

(/nf)

Me? >:D

Can I be sooooo fr rn. I don't actually think about c!Tommy all that much (come at me w your pitchforks ctommy stans, I can already hear you booing). Don't get me wrong I love the guy, but like my brain just doesn't focus on him all that much

WITH THAT SAID. I STILL GOT HCS

- He's aroace. That's a fairly popular one but God do I love it. The kid who always boasts about having so much game. He doesn't have any. But it's not because he's incompetent (ok maybe a little) but just because he's aroace and doesn't actually WANT game. Also I imagine he went to Techno for help when he realized how he felt and they had some tea and a very nice talk

- Are the clingy bandanas canon? If not then that. If yes then I must add, c!Tommy wears his on his wrist because when it's around his neck it feels like he's choking

- He makes little clothes for Shroud. He actually gets pretty good at it and has a chest for all the little dresses and stuff he makes. Nobody else knows about it.

- Posted about it on Christmas, but he absolutely SUCKS at gift wrapping. Like it's so bad. He refuses to use gift bags as well. Everyone just has to dig through mountains of tape and wrapping paper. (This one may have been a bit of projecting from me but shhhhhhhhhhhh)

[august-stars]

my disability / condition / illness head canons for the dsmp

c!tommy is autistic and has adhd, ptsd, depression, uses a prosthetic leg, and is deaf in one ear! he knows a bit of british sign language bc of this (mostly curse words) he has sensory issues and can only eat certain foods (carrots, steak, potatoes, etc) his tubbo compass, discs, and tubbo bandana are all comfort items

c!quackity uses a cane bcuz he's blind in one eye and it messes with his depth perception and his tiger (for those who don't know it's a popular headcanon he has a pet tiger :3) essentially functions like a service dog!! he also has bpd, ptsd, and depression

c!fundy is autistic and has frequent meltdowns. he also has social anxiety (mostly after new lmanburg era)

c!ranboo is autistic and semiverbal :D they have really extreme sensory issues surrounding clothes and there's very few things they feel comfy wearing aside from their suit. they also have anxiety (duh)

c!techno is autistic and has adhd! one of his special interests is pvp and his friendship emerald is a comfort item :D

divider made by dollywons <3

[astraymetronome]

I finished the first chapter the night before this was posted. I'm busy all day today so I can't really take time to post it so I opted to schedule it the night before.

This is a gift for @cyncerity and I do plan to write a few more chapters. It's my own play on their trapped Wilbur au so I hope you enjoy it. I'm calling this Of Starlings and Confines but the tag will just be #Starling AU since it's a little bit of a long title.

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2

Also if anyone wants @'d when new chapters come out. Repost it so I know.

The soft cardigan that draped over his shoulders was enough to tell Tommy he was safe. He had barely managed to make this from Friend’s wool before everything went to hell. It was going to go lay it on the grave he’d made for the ghost but he couldn’t bring himself to do away with it. After all, he didn’t have a chance to see him. Wilbur and Niki had taken the sheep before he even found the sheep’s reborn body. 

On top of this the cape techno had left with him had been turned into a cover for his wings. The avian hybrid knew full well that, if given the chance, Dream would try to cut them off in a heartbeat. He brushed his blond from his eyes, narrowly missing the scar that adorned his forehead. His tail swished as he quietly fettled with his khakis and ruined green bandana that was tied around a belt loop. 

The 16-year-old knew he shouldn’t be doing this, let alone when Dream was on the loose, but he had to check on Boo and Tubbo. They may not be on the best terms as of right now but he had to know they were safe from that fucker’s greed. He wasn’t going to let anyone else get hurt from the stupid obsession. The dreamon wasn’t going to be allowed to do any more harm to any of them. He stepped from his dirt shack, running his hands through his messy curls before he let his wings spread. The wind blew through each feather, allowing his instincts to sing at the long-abandoned desire for 5 years. He hadn’t brought himself to return to the sky despite how much Philza had begged him. 

Flying had sadly become a trigger for his PTSD. He hated it considering flying was once a desired release. Dream had taken it from him by clipping his flight feathers and threatening to remove his wings altogether if he attempted to fly once they grew back. It was an endless cycle of having them retired before he even got to use new flight feathers. Honestly, he wasn’t even sure he could still fly after all this time. 

Ignoring his inner dialogue, the blonde let his wings beat almost to the rhythm of a heart before he fluttered into the air. It wasn’t graceful like his dad had once described his flight pattern and instinct, but the sensation of wind and the air brushing under and over feathers was peaceful. He could feel the cape over his shoulders getting in the way of his wings despite being decently pinned. He felt glad he’d done that so at least instead of trapping air or interrupting his flight they instead rested in between his shoulder blades and fell, following the space, past his scapulars.

Each stroke of his pinions brought him closer to his destination and the duo’s home. He knew the husbands would probably be against seeing him, considering Boo didn’t act anything like Ranboo did. Tubbo refused to let him around them since he didn’t want his platonic lover's ghost to disappear. Tommy just needed to make sure they were safe and warn them about the risk Dream opposed to them getting back at him. 

No matter how mad he get at that smiling blob of a fucking person he refused to take it out on anyone but him or not at all. Puffy’s therapy had taught him enough to grow healthy coping mechanisms but.. Well of course this had to ruin his weekly visits upon escaping since Puffy couldn’t handle having her son released. The ewe had mixed feelings after he caused Techno to be dragged into Pogtoupia’s beef which led to her youngest child’s death. 

Tommy hated going into the rabbit hole of his own thoughts but at least it distracted him from the fear bubbling in his stomach. The nagging fear that bubbled in his abdomen, flooded forward and gave a sensation of nausea that shot through every fiber of his being. He did his best to hide it deep down just like he did with most things. This wasn’t something he could hope or wish away like some of his feelings. 

As he got closer, the distant sounds of shouting and seemingly an argument reached his space. Being this high in the air he really shouldn’t be able to hear it but, if they were this loud, something had to be wrong. He broke into a hover, letting his wings slow down into a glide as he made his way down to them. It was hard to get down quickly without just dropping his weight so this was the next best option. 

Once his sneakers reached the brush, grass and moss being crushed under his weight, the teen stepped forward. It was rather refreshing to hear Toby even if he wasn’t in a good mood. The ghostly echo that seemed to speak in response wasn’t very surprising considering the connection Boo had still attached to his spouse. Nothing could kill the bond they both had, Tommy wished he could have experienced the same thing even after exile. 

“We can’t just let that bastard have our son! Goddamnit Ranboo!” His goat friend yelled out, Tommy could see how Boo kept stepping in front of Tubbo as he yelled towards if not behind the ghost. He sighed moving forward and into view of the couple. He wasn’t surprised as the fellow hybrid looked over the enderman’s shoulder and towards him. The half-blind teen simply glared in his direction before the insatiable happened. 

“Tommy! The homeless Teletubby stole Michael!” Tommy could feel his blood run cold at this. He’d been too late to stop that fuckers actions and the choice to take it out on others who no longer had a part in this. He felt a snarl press against his lips and cross his face as he turned. 

“Which way did he go.” He found himself mumbling.

“There is no-” Boo began but Tommy refused to let him finish.

“Where the fuck did he take your son!” The blonde shouted, watching as Tubbo’s eyes lit up for a moment, only a moment, as his hand pointed towards the east. Tommy didn’t even take a second to consider his options before he let his wings open and brought himself up above the trees, propelling himself in that direction. No matter how long the two of them planned to hate or dislike him, he refused to let Michael be a victim. 

He knew Boo would be mad but he didn’t care. Tommy needed to keep Michael safe when Ranboo would be eager to see him if, no, once he was back from the afterlife. He was quick to rush, his dark wings weren’t well adjusted for hiding in the dark unlike his brother’s. Wilbur’s wings had white slats that had some dark brown or black shading. He thought they were beautiful in comparison to his black primaries and bright red flight feathers. His own wingspan of 7 feet seemed to dwarf his size but it really wasn’t. In comparison to his body, when spread out, they looked proper and reminded him of Phil’s crow-based wings. He wasn’t actually aware of the bird his were based on. He knew the immortal knew but he’d never really gotten to bring it up. 

He watched the ground, much like a hawk searching for a rabbit or something along those lines. Unlike a hawk, he was well aware of what he needed to find, not a victim to instincts and a need for food, unlike the well-known predator. Tommy refused to let himself be swallowed up by stupid nature, he wasn’t going to lose himself to it. 

He was unaware of how long it took for him to take notice of pink and white. Without another hesitation he dropped, landing roughly and accidentally causing the small child to scare. The moment the three-year-old’s white eyes landed on his form, the small snort that left him as crying started caused his heart to lurch in panic. He couldn’t believe Dream would consider harming this angel.

“Hey, Big Mike.” Tommy whispered as his arms wrapped around the child’s body, his wings moving to hug him as well. He refused to let him go as the pigling squirmed to be held higher. He tucked the child on his hip, listening as he muttered something in enderspeak. He wasn’t proficient in the language, unable to learn more after Ranboo’s passing.

“Scared. Taken. Green. Blob.” It honestly made no sense to him but he knew what Micheal meant by the green blob. He could feel a growl forming in his throat as he carefully juggled the toddler's body. His hands held him protectively as he moved the cape, uncliping it as he used it to slightly swaddle him. He knew the small boar would like the texture considering he remembered how Techno used to wrap him in one of his own capes. 

Tommy heard something, his slightly pointed ears swiveling as he glanced around. His grip grew more possessive and protective as he looked for the cause. He had this sneaking feeling it was going to be who he thought it was. Dream had no reason to back up or leave. The avian had no armor or weapons on him and he was sure that he would at least need to survive long enough to get Micheal to Tubbo. 

He shook as he glared before his sharp eyes took notice of the small white form on the floor. He wasn’t used to seeing Dream’s blob form. He knew the dreamon was well versed in transformation magic but… this was different. The asshole never entered this form unless he was around George or Sapnap. Tommy lifted him up, with some hesitancy, before hastily dropping him into his pocket and making his way towards the small piglin’s home. He had to get him home before he could take care of this. 

His interest was peaked and, if Tommy was honest, having a chance to take the dreamon back to prison for once and for all, was too important to give up.

[pistachi0art]

I’m thinking of other Kirby characters to draw n’ pair with the science team- but I’m a bit lost

so far I’ve got Benrey n’ Marx. That was immediate.

Bubby and Elfilin

I was thinking Bandana Waddle Dee and Dr. Coomer but I’m still not sure if it fits…? maybe like Dr. D and his clones to Bandana WD just being another Waddle Dee…? Idk

Forzen and Meta Knight

I’m lost on Darnold and Tommy… maybe Susie…? Magolor??

King Dedede doesn’t really fit for anyone so he’s gonna sit out

[ticklishtubs]

welcome to the rp blog!

Last updated: March 25, 2023

Main: @strangleetomz

This is an RP Blog of C!Tubbo! I am not tubbo, i am not trying to impersonate him in any way/srs.

THIS IS A SFW BLOG! NSFW ACCOUNTS DNI

I’m perfectly fine with 18+ blogs as long as you are not nsfw, just be aware i am a minor incase ur uncomfortable interacting with minors

Headcanons are a work in progress.

general hc’s🌼

He/they pronouns

He is very, very strong from working with nukes.

He has a lot of trauma but anytime someone brings it up or offers to talk about it he shoves it down. He doesnt like talking about the past.

His favorite flowers are sunflowers

He spends a lot of his time in grass or flower fields. If you’re looking for him, check there.

They’re nonbinary & gay

he has adhd

appearance hc’s💛

His hair is very fluffy & covers his eyes, the bit that covers his eyes is blonde.

He has a very big scar from his execution. It covers most of his face and neck & goes all the way down his right arm and hand.

His wardrobe consists of black tanktops, multiple of his green shirt, jeans, overalls, ripped jeans, big flufffy winter coats, platform boots, and yellow converse. Most of the time, he’s wearing his green shirt with overalls yellow converse, his red bandana from Tommy, and a flower crown.

Sometimes he’ll keep a bandage on his right arm. The scar is completely healed, they just wear it for the hell of it.

Ram horns & tail !! :D

lee hc’s 🐝

lee leaning switch !!

i’d say like. 85% lee 15% ler

his tail wags when he gets tickled !!

he happy stims when he gets tickled as well:D

when he’s getting wrecked, he’ll threaten the ler with his nukes. ex; “I hahave nuhUHUHUKES YOHOU BAHAHASTARD!”

he will forever deny that he likes being tickled even though its very obvious he loves it

favorite lers are tommy, wilbur, ranboo and phil

he cannot stand anticipation dfjdh

he is a squirmer, and a kicker. so u may wanna pin them unless you’d like to get hit in the face

gentle tickles make him melt!/pos

he actually can say tickle, even when lee. however hearing his ler say it flusters him. they dont know why

he cannot handle nicknames

he cant take what he dishes out.

he gets really flustered by the tickle monster tease

he’s super strong until tickled. it weakens him, a lot. But he’ll still fight back

ler hc’s 🫶

He is very good at teasing ojhmyGOD

He’s super strong. Do not even try fighting back, it’s pointless.

They will do whatever they can to fluster his lee

He likes to complement the lee as well, like things such as “Aww, you’re adorable!” “Look at youu! This is so cute!” etc etc

They like to put on the tickle monster role when they’re tickling tommy or ranboo!

He uses his tail to tickle:]

He doesnt take lightly to provoking, if you provoke then its game over

he gives nicknames:D

He will pin u down, anything to prevent you from getting away (unless you actually want it to stop)

He’ll happy stim while tickling their lee:]

spot hc’s 🌻

arms: 1.7/10! His arms aren’t really ticklish. He might flinch and smile a bit but thats about it.

horns: 3/10! melty melttt spot:D tracing the rim of his horns will get him to giggle really softly and his face goes all pink its adorable

hands / palms: 4/10! His fingers twitch when his hands get tickled, and if u kiss his knuckles he’ll softly squeal, its adorable

back: 5/10! Rlly good spot if ur tryna get him to sleep:D Dragging your finger(s) up and down his spine will make them arch their back and squeal, really loud n high pitched giggles from here:]

shoulders: 6.5/10! Any kind of tickles here make him scrunch his shoulders up and squeal skfdfsj

neck/ears: 7/10! These spots makes him squeal djfhd and if you blow a raspberry or give nibbles there they’ll shriek. Platonic tickly kisses = melty blushy tubbo:]

underarms: 7.5/10! This spots not too bad for him, but he will shriek and then it’ll die down to loud frantic giggles. He slams his arms down if they’re not being held up, inevitably “trapping” the lers hands and making it better worse.

hips: 7.8/10! Not horrible, gets some yelling and loud laughter from him. He will buck a lot, so if you’re pinning him be careful u don’t get thrown off lmaoo

ribs: 8/10! He’ll scream once this spot is targeted, loud laughter mixed with giggles. Lower ribs are more effective, rib counting game is super flustering to him.

thighs/knees: 8.6/10!! Makes him kick out his legs so be careful you dont get kicked in the face lmfaoo He shrieks and squeals, pinching up and down his thighs gets him to snort, so does scribbling the back of his knees

sides: 9.3/10!! This spot gets him to squirm a lot!! Be careful/hj He screams and bucks his hips as if it’ll help, it is really close to his death spot fkdhfh

tummy: SPEAKIN OF THE DEATH SPOT !! 100/10!! imo him & tommy share a death spot fjdhfh. This spot gets him squealin n shrieking, some snorts peppered in as well. If his hands arent being held away, he’ll have a hard time choosing between hiding his face & pushing away the ler’s hands. Raspberries and nibbles are KILLER and tickly kisses make him giggly n melty :D Gentle tickles here get him to melt, he gets all flustered n giggly its so adorableeee:D This spot really flusters him as well fjshdh

tum button: 101/10!! dipping ur finger in here will make him shriek and arch his back, poking gets him squealin:] Raspberries and nibbles are again, killer. He may actually just die. /j The giggle button name flusters him a lot its adorable

boundaries🌾

I’d prefer no feet tkls. If its not like, zeroing in on the spot that’s fine. Like an extra part of the lers body— wings / tail— brushing against his foot whether it be on accident or on purpose but keep it to little or none please.

No stocks or tools. ‘Tools’ im only fine with if its attached to your characters body, example being wings or tail. Only fine with pinning & holding his arms up with hands. No machines no ropes no brushes or anything like that Nothing nada none of it.

please do not constantly remind me to reply. if i cant think of a response or i simply do not want to respond, i wont. dont rush me/lh/srs

NSFW DNI.

No feet tkls please!! I guess like, not zeroing in on the spot is fine though. Like a wing or tail brushing on his foot once or twice by accident or on purpose. but try to avoid this pls!/gen AND ALSO IF THAT WERE TO HAPPEN I AM NOT COMFORTABLE BEING THE LER IN THIS SCENARIO/lh/srs

No stocks or tools or bondage. I’ll allow if its attached to the lers body, like wings or a tail

please do not constantly remind me to reply. if i cant think of a response or i simply do not want to respond, i wont. dont rush me/lh/srs

I’d prefer to only RP with people i’m mutuals with, sorry

NSFW DNI!! I will NOT rp with you if your blog is NSFW.

NO NSFW!! IF YOU ARE AN NSFW ACCOUNT I WILL NOT RP WITH YOU.

I prefer to not RP with people who aren’t already mutuals w/ me / i dont already follow. Sorry

NO NSFW!! Ive said this MANY TIMES! NSFW DNI

[rozugold]

I just watched ur ‘I’m alive’ animatic and I fucking loved it. It always amazes me how you can put so much emotion into a character who’s eyes we can’t see. The movement in it (if that makes sense) was brilliant and also the bit where Dream steals Tommy’s headband…..yesssssssssss. It actually matches up with a headcanon of mine where dream takes Tommy’s bandana (the one in a lot of fanart) as a kind of messed up trophy.

I do have one question; I wasn’t quite sure of the context. When’s this supposed to be set? Is it after the prison break, some other time, one of ur aus? I wasn’t quite sure lol

(Also Dream’s little dance was great. I love it when u make the characters do a little dance :D)

Hehe thank you!! That animatic is set after the prison break when Dream chases Tommy in logstedshire!

[poshfind]

Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: Vibrant Life Rainbow Window Pane Dog Bandana & Visor Hat Set XXS-XS NWT.

[ghosts-and-blue-sweaters]

clingyduo and emeralduo for the duo bingo perhamps?

Clingy!

They are freaking adorable oh my goodness- they’re just. They’re just boys. They’re small. They’re just kids. Young. Boys 🥺

Platonic and not familial! Usually, when it comes to two guy characters, I much prefer it when they have a brotherly relationship as opposed to friends, but clingy is actually one of the only guy dynamics where I like the friend relationship better :) They’re just… besties <3 They love each other so much and they are best friends <33

Their story just feels very… poetic, I suppose? Cinematic? If the Dream SMP was a movie/show, the clingy scenes would have breathtaking shots/music, let me tell you.

FLUFF!!! GAH!!! Bees and l’moonberg and love love love :’D

Need I say more about the Emoji In Pain?

They can fix each other in some ways (being kids with trauma and actually understanding each other, in ways a lot of other members can’t) but I also think they can make each other worse. They’re both kids who are very traumatized. As cute as l’moonberg is, it just goes to show how truly young Tommy and Tubbo are, and that in a lot of ways, they haven’t grown up. If we see the cc’s and the c’s as the same age (which I do) then clingy are eighteen during the finale streams. Eighteen. And they’re enraptured with the idea of going to the moon and calling it l’moonberg.

It’s actually a bit sad :( They’re clinging to the last tethers of their childhood, because the Dream SMP cruelly ripped it away from them long before they were ready. They still want to be kids, but they’re not kids. Not anymore.

Clingy Duo remind me of apples and doorknobs and books and band-aids and bandanas and compasses and weathered chairs and footsteps and dirt. And. More, probably. They just give off inanimate object vibes.

TALL BLOND BOY AND SHORT BRUNET KID. IMMACULATE. TALL BOY LIKES RED AND LOUDNESS AND LAUGHS SO LOUDLY HE SOUNDS LIKE HE’S DYING. SHORT KID LIKES BEES AND QUIET BUT ALSO BLOWS THINGS UP BUT ALSO IS ELDEST CHILD. IMMACULATE.

Emerald!

I LOVE THEMMMM!!! They’re not one of my favorite duos, but they’re very fun and neat and cool and adorable :D

Platonic. Obviously. Romantic emduo eww.

Fluffyyyyyyy!! Like I said earlier, they’re an adorable duo; sure, they put on tough, intimidating exteriors, but deep down, Techno loves baby animals and Phil is a Burd.

They can fix each other most definitely! The power of friendship and all that. Two strong men.

Techno is Beeg and Phil is Short. Incredible.

[catzgam3rz]

I don’t think I’ll ever find a way to draw this dynamic duo in a way that makes me happy but!!! Have the Christmas Coloured Chaos Crusaders

[pixelatedrose]

Forgot to post this rip ;-;

Anyway-

Los Nevadas Quackity design baybee~~

[soft--dragon]

Let Us Revel In Today, Tomorrow Can Wait

Inspired by this ask here and the world this is set in is from this fic here :D

Word Count: 1,931

Warnings: Just some threats on life but this is the Dream Team we're talking about so it's pretty common for them

This is a SFW tickle fic, if you don’t like that then don’t read :)

“I’M GOING TO KILL YOU”

“YOU’VE SAID THAT TWENTY TIMES! I’M STILL LIVING BITCH!”

“GET YOUR ARSE HERE RIGHT NOW!”

Dream sipped at his thermos of coffee while George chased Sapnap with a sword, screaming death threats at the top of his lungs while Sapnap laughed maniacally.

“Idiots,” he muttered, blowing the steam off his drink. “Can’t believe they’re about to make me use the Dad Card.”

Patches, the small purple cat that had turned up a while ago was nested into his palm, purring happily at the attention being given to her. Dream had no idea where she came from originally, but she seemed content with him every time they arrived so he let her be. 

“So sorry about this Patch, gonna have to shout for a moment,” he murmured, rubbing the sweet spot under her chin before lifting his head. “BOYS!” he yelled sharply. 

George and Sapnap immediately froze in place, George’s sword lifted above his head and Sapnap moments away from falling over with how quickly he had paused. 

“Stop trying to kill each other, we’re here to relax,” Dream glared, “and you’re upsetting Patches with all your banshee impressions.”

Patches, who had not cared less about the two loud minecrafters, was offended Dream had stopped paying attention, batting at his hand to keep petting her. 

“Sorry dad,” Sapnap rolled his eyes.

Dream flipped him off. He received a similar response from the bandana wearing man. George however, did not give one damn about annoying Dream. He lunged for Sapnap while he was distracted, the screaming from both of them rolled around the grassy plains. 

Dream sighed heavily, pinching the bridge of his nose as his two friends tousled in the grass, screeching insults at each other and trying to land a good smack. George’s sword had thankfully fallen out of reach for both of them. 

“Jesus christ.” The hoodie cladded man got up off the boulder he was leaning on and approached the two scrapping men. He leaned down and yanked them away from each other, holding them both by the backs of their collars. 

“Can you two go three minutes without trying to murder each other?” He asked genuinely.

George kicked Sapnap’s leg. Sapnap kicked back. 

Dream pressed his eyes closed for a moment then opened them again. “You two are so annoying. Feels like I’m dealing with children half the time.”

“All the children we know would bite someone for fun,” Sapnap raised a brow. “Why can’t we?”

“Tommy is not part of this discussion- wait, have you been biting people-?”

“And what about Tubbo? He throws people just because he can.”

“George, shut up, you don’t have the strength to throw someone.” 

“I’ll throw you out a window if you aren’t careful.”

Dream, despite trying to stay stern, felt a smile twitch at his lips. “Right, sure.”

George glared darkly. “You don’t believe me?”

“Well, not really-”

“That’s rude Dream,” Sapnap suddenly rounded on him, giving him an icy stare. “You can’t say that to my boy George.”

Dream spluttered at the fast change of sides. “You were trying to snap his neck ten seconds ago!” 

“Yeah, and now you’re dissing his strength and making him sound weak. That’s fucked man.”

“I wasn’t-” 

“George, do you want to beat him up or should I?”

“WHAT?”

George’s glare hadn’t shifted. “Let’s both do it, he’s been a prick to both of us.”

Dream’s grip on their collars was lost when Sapnap grabbed his knees and yanked them out from underneath him. Dream went crashing to the grass with a scream, losing his hold on their shirts and letting them go.

“What the fu- guys!”

Sapnap shoved his shoulders down and George slung himself over Dream’s waist, keeping his arms down to the ground.

“Pinned,” George stated. Then just to be a salty prick he added on, “Say I’m strong.”

“You tag teamed me!” Dream yelled, becoming a complete hypocrite to himself about the noise. “How is that fair?!” 

Sapnap squeezed his shoulders a bit. “Wow, someone’s bitter about losing to someone weak.”

Dream’s cheeks puffed out in a splutter of outrage. “I never said-”

“Gogy, I think he deserves some punishment for forsaking you,” Sapnap ignored his friend, finding it rather amusing how Dream was trying so badly to explain himself while getting annoyed. 

“I agree,” George tutted, “he called me feeble and decrepit, like I was some kind of a sickly Victorian child.”

“To be fair you do kinda look like-”

“Sapnap I will rip your throat out.”

The shaggy haired man snorted, grinning at the brunette who was glaring daggers at him. “Relax plague boy,” he winked teasingly, “I was just messing with you.”

Dream subtly tried to sit up while his friend’s were distracted but their hold tightened on him the second they felt movement. 

Sapnap's hands tightened on his biceps. “And where do you think you’re going?” 

Okay, that shouldn’t have sent a chill down Dream’s back as badly as it did.

“Nowhere by the looks of it,” came George’s hum, “absolutely nowhere at all.” 

Dream shrank back into the grass at Sapnap and George’s matching grins, they were far too familiar to him. “Guys, come on, I said I was sohohorry-” Giggles started to slip from Dream as the grass flicked and brushed over his neck, the softness of the strands unbearably light for his sensitive skin. 

And judging by how the other two’s eyes lit up, they knew that too.

“Oh Dweam~” Sapnap purred, chuckling. “Is something a bit tickwish? Is the gwass ticking you~”

The babyish cooing made Dream flush, gritting his teeth and trying to stuff down the giggles building in his chest. “No,” he growled, “fuck off.”

George and Sapnap gasped overdramatically and Dream mentally started digging his own grave, carving his headstone as well while he was at it.

“Fuck off?!” Sapnap repeated, completely and utterly affronted by such an insult. 

“He’s being rude again!” George cried, his smile ruining his angry façade but the silliness of the situation was getting to him. 

“That’s it! He’s gotta apologise to both of us now!” Sapnap declared, quite rightfully too. “George, get his ass.”

Sapnap’s feet landed on Dream’s forearms to keep him pinned, his hands slipping under Dream’s shoulders to scribble at his ribs and pits. The speed runner practically howled, jolting so badly he almost knocked into Sapnap’s chin. He flailed wildly like he was shocked, mad cackles bursting free as his ribcage was attacked by an onslaught of wiggling fingers. 

“Dihihihickhehehead!” Dream gasped, “st-stohohohop ihihihit!” 

“Another insult?! Jesus Christ Dream, you’re really asking for this aren’t you?” Sapnap glared, his lips twitching into a playful smile. 

The hoodie clad man whined in the back of his throat, hunching in on himself when his friend gave a particularly mean swipe to his back. “Ihihihim nohohot! Ihihihim nohohohot!” he protested through frantic laughter. That laughter suddenly jumped up octaves and Dream arched his back with a squeal as something soft and light trailed over the exposed skin on his stomach. 

“Aw cute, you squealed like a little kid,” George hummed, a coy smile on his face as he twirled the object in question that had made Dream go wild with breathy giggles. A Fluff Frond from one of the large trees around the area. 

Dream’s ears were bright pink as he stuttered out protests, his laughter bubbling out of him rapidly. The mirthful sounds only got more squeaky as George meanly curled the soft foliage over his ears and neck, and even though Dream tried to shove his head into his arms to hide, the Fluff Frond followed right behind. 

Sapnap chuckled close to his ear, his fingers idly tapping at the bones of Dream’s ribs and relishing in the wriggles from the man in response. “Goin’ very red there Dreamie boy, this a bit too tickly for you? Can’t handle that fluffy leaf brushing over your neck over, and over again? Aww, that sucks, cause I don’t think George is gonna stop any time soon~”

Dream shoved his cheeks into the crook of his arm desperately wishing the flush in his cheeks would disappear. He whined again, scuffing his boots into the grass. “Sahahahap p-plehehehease-” he begged, wishing the ground would just eat him. Or Patches’ family would arrive and eat Sapnap and George. That would work too. 

“Naww look at him George, he can barely get a word out he’s so giggly,” Sapnap grinned, pressing his nails into the grooves of his ribs and brushing his fingertips against his back. 

“Yeah, I wonder what he’s saying.” George smirked at Dream’s annoyed and flustered groan, taking the Fluff Frond from his neck and pulling it back to his stomach.  

Dream’s hiccupped in laughter, clenching the grass in his fist as he felt George take the hem of his shirt. His stomach trembled and goose bumps raced along exposed skin as George dragged the material up to his ribs. 

“G-Geohohohorge- Geheheheorge plehehehease-” Dream giggled hysterically, watching the Fluff Frond twirl and spin in his friend’s hand. 

The brunette’s smirk widened and he laughed a bit himself. “Awww why? This is my favourite spot, and I think this little guy wants to say hello~” he teased, lowering the soft leaf closer and closer to Dream’s stomach that was sucking in on reflex. 

“Nononononono- ihihit dohehehesen’t!” 

Sapnap cooed, his fingers rubbing against the edges of his ribs and making Dream squirm and cringe into himself, giggling madly. “You don’t think so? Why not Dreamie?” He asked, “I think that fluffy, fuzzy frond would love to nuzzle all over your belly~”

Dream whined, his flustered brain going into overdrive as heat flushed his cheeks more. “Shuhuhush Sahahahap,” he gritted out, trying to speak through bubbly laughter.

George took the opportunity while Dream was looking up at Sapnap to bring the Fluff Frond down and trail across the scarred stomach. A wild squeal tore through the air, Dream’s whole body spasming and loud laughter pouring out from the speedrunner. He yanked at his arms and kicked frantically, tossing his head to the side and screwing up his face when the soft pink grass brushed lightly at his cheeks and nose. 

“GEOHOHOHORGE!” He shrieked in laughter, his legs kicking up again and almost knocking George forwards with the force of his bucking. “NOHOHOHO PLEHEHEHEASE! IHIHIT- IHIHIT TIHIHIHICKLES!”

George and Sapnap laughed loudly at Dream’s reactions, the hoodie clad man lost in his mirth as his stomach was mercilessly attacked with the fuzzy frond. The tingles rushing across his lower belly and sides were practically unbearable, sparks shooting through his nervous system and leaving him squirming. 

He’d tickled his friends with Fluff Fronds before, but this was the first time it had been done to him. Good god, how could they stand this for so long? Dream swore if George continued, he was going to die. 

“G-GEHEHEH- GEHEHEORGE C-C’MOHOHOHOHON-! OHOHOHO MIHIHIHY GOHOHOHOD!” 

Sapnap snickered and brought his fingers up from Dream’s ribs to brush his nails on the nape of Dream’s neck, giggling when the man scrunched away with a squeal. 

“D-DOHOHON’T SAHAHAP!”

Dream’s wild, hearty laughter rolled around the peaceful world, brought about by the two tickle monsters on either side of him. It became a rather common sound for this particular world, occurring alongside George’s squeals and Sapnap’s cackles just as much. It was a nice server for them to relax, even with how much George and Sapnap fought and Dream had to deal with them. It always ended in laughter, and that was something they all found comfort in.

[xmaruu11]

TUBBO CHARACTER STUDY I DID BACK IN APRIL!!!

Tubbo as an animal hybrid Shapeshifer

Notes and HeadCannons down below :D

1- Because he is an orphan, he doesnt know how to control his shapeshifting abilities, so his body switches based on emotion. However, he is capable of switching at will if he concentrates enough and doesnt let his emotions overtake him

2- He is usually a bee cuz thats what he founds comfort in. So when he is having normal or not to extreme negative emotions, he has his bee characteristics But ever since schlatts administration, everytime he fells extreme stress, or something triggers his trauma, he grows horns

3- You can see I draw him with artificial horns in his armor and wedding outfit, and yall be like, "werent horns a sign for his trauma", and yes, yes they are But the idea of having artificial horns is his way of confronting and reclaiming his fear. And because they are artificial, he can take them off whenever he wants to. He has control over them instead of them having control over him. Its also worth mentioning that they were both gifts that ranboo made for him (Ranboos made his armor & i made the crown with that in mind)

4- If he wants to shapeshift, he has to learn more about the hybrid / animal, OR spend lots of time with a hybrid/animal of that species and slowly he can copy things and learn from them Thats how he usually does it, he grew up around bees, and he spend lots of time with schlatt. And yes, that means he could shapeshift into a piglin if he wanted, cuz of Michael But he doesnt cuz he also has bad memories because of Techno

5- His body strenght and ablities change too. Tubbo is someone whos already stronger than Tommy or Ranboo even as a bee, so if he ever shifts to a piglin, he would be pretty fucking strong

6- As a bee, HE CAN FLY. Not like Origins Tubbo, because he is not used to the wings yet, but he can fly around ranboos height or even more Still he forgets he has wings, thats why he takes lots of fall damage,,, he just forgets he has them And he starts flying when he is happy

7- Shapeshifting doesnt hurt him at all, he doesnt even realize when it happens. The horns grew overnight and he never knew about them until he saw a mirror

8- Because he doesnt know how to control it, the only shifts that happen quick are the ones carried by intense emotions Once he learns how to control his abilities, he could shapeshift between species in the blink of an eye

9- His shapeshifting abilities only work with animals / animal oriented hybrids or mobs Unlike quackity, who can shapeshift like a Ditto lets say, Tubbo has a limited rage and can only be a hybrid of the species, not shift fully to the animal/mob

10- As it is shown in the picture, he doesn’t have external ears (idk how you call them) he has the earholes hidden Yes, he Can shapeshift his body to have ears, but it rarely happens

11- Him being a hybrid bee means that he at least in a happy state of mind in general, that he haven’t reach rock bottom yet. I like to think the bee features also mean innocence to him, that’s why after the Manberg festival he lost them. But after the final disc war, in snowchester, he got them back, but this time they were different, he also got wings. Meaning he got his innocence/ childish nature back, but he still grew up he became less naive

12- Everyone knew he was a shapeshifter after the manberg festival, when his bee features disappear completely and he just looked like a normal human. But it became more obvious when the Ram horns started growing

13- during the Exile era, he hid his horns under Tommy’s bandana cuz he knew ppl would compare him to Schlatt, so he rarely took it off The only people who seen him without his bandana (bc he was comfortable enough to not wear it) were Tommy (during the disc finale) and Ranboo