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#also tubbo!!!!!!^^
death-himself · 1 month
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tommy’s such a fascinating case of allyship and the fact that there might be more cishets like him in the future with queer people being more accepted is hilarious to me
like how the hell does a cishet man get legally married to a gay man, refuse to get a divorce, write fanfic about them being together, then get attacked by terfs who thought he was trans
whether you like tommy or not you have to admit that’s a hilarious way to be an ally, his mom really raised him right
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galatoma · 6 months
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Tubbo's stream may have gotten sabatoged by poor camera quality but at least he got to meet scar
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royalarchivist · 4 days
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Tubbo's grown so much as a DJ these past few weeks, but I gotta say, every time he drops Spanish or Brazilian music into the mix, I lose my damn MIND, this goes so hard 💿🎶
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mikaikaika · 3 months
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Loving the direction QSMP is going
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croudjay · 4 months
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A collection of QSMP cubitos character art I designed last year
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bogbodygf · 5 months
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Every day we get closer to a world where Fred interacts with Sunny before her other parents do and all i can say is...
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nasa-kimchi · 8 months
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DETERMINATION TRIO
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gooptroupe · 12 days
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ctommy loves 'ggots!
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could not get this out of my head, original comic is by @/falseknees on Tumblr
it's so funny to me how tubbo immediately figures out the admin and makes it his goal to annoy him
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mangofanarts · 5 months
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Sunny and their crown friends (aka, their bodyguard, chauffeur and Accountant)
EDIT: @this-is-a-name-dont-worry Thank you for letting me know about their pronouns!! I wasn't aware :>!! Unfortunately I can't edit my tags to change some of it to they because I'm on mobile tho I'll use they/them for sunny more in the future!!
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remitro · 7 months
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every like 2-3 weeks dsmp returns to haunt me with a new focal point they literally will not leave my brain
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54625 · 3 months
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Anatomy practice with morning crew
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(or morning crew beach episode)
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royalarchivist · 6 months
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Foolish: We had to kill Pac.
Tubbo: [Very drunk and sleep-deprived] Aw you didn't kill Pac he's just a–
Foolish: We tried!
Tubbo: –a life-loving boy! He's just a boy that loves life! It's not his fault he's in love with FitMC, you just gotta let him– let that love flourish and bloom, you know?
Bad: They're in love?
Tubbo: ...No. You didn't hear that from me! They're roommates, they're roommates, they're roommates.
Bad: Oh, ok.
Foolish: They're just roommates.
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mikaikaika · 3 months
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Fuck being doomed by the narrative, my otp is doomed by the dyslexia o7
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feminetomboy · 1 year
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Schlatt's heart pounded, and pounded, and pounded, and all the poison from all the apples rushed through his veins. Staring all of them in the eye, he refused to let any of them get the closure of killing them - for once in his life, he would do this himself. Schlatt died from the poison coursing through his heart, spitting a new kind of poison from his lips.   His dying words were a curse upon the land. "When I die, this country goes down with me."
This is a piece I made for Schlatt's entry in @dreamoirezine and it is based on @boonbeenblade's writing. If you haven't yet, I fully encourage you to check out not only their writing, but the whole zine, available to download for free here.
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nomsfaultau · 14 days
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Dark sbi where Tommy accidentally kidnaps Philza, not knowing he’s a crime lord. And he swears it was an accident! He just, you know, panicked. Tommy and Tubbo were just minding their own business slapping graffiti on a building (practicing their art skills, you see) when a cop started screeching at them, apparently not an appreciator of the fine arts. And since Mrs. Innit would KILL him if he got arrested, Tommy panics and takes a hostage, shouting at the cop not to take a step further or he’ll kill the random civilian he’s ducked behind so he can’t get shot.
Meanwhile Philza isn’t entirely paying attention, and realizes there’s suddenly a small child sheltering behind him from a cop. He gives the cop the nastiest look imaginable, which causes them to back off enough that Tommy thinks his plan is working. Once the negotiations start Philza is baffled by who would have the gall to kidnap him, and so poorly at that. Frankly it’s an umbrage to face the work of an amateur.
Well, till the abductor asks his name. “…do you not know who I am.?”
Tommy squints at the guy. His suit looks kinda fancy? Is it better or worse for him if he managed to randomly capture some Wall Street schmuck? “Hell no,” he hisses. “And I don’t care. I’m a dangerous guy alright? You don’t know what I’ll do to you.”
Philza’s laugh causes the cop to advance, wagering the situation isn’t intense. But because Tubbo’s ‘Yes And’ game is a force to be reckoned with, he casually pulls out a nerf gun (painted to look real for a prank on Ranboo) and trains it on the cop. Philza is positively delighted as he realizes just how amateur his abductors are. Oh this will be a riot to watch.
With more bluffing than Tommy knew he had in him, promising the hostage 20 bucks if he pretended to go along with it, the pure manic chaos bleeding from Tubbo’s eyes and ample gun waving, and creative use of spray paint in the eyes of the chasing cops, Tommy and Tubbo somehow manage to book it. For some reason the hostage keeps up with them instead of escaping. Huh. Can you develop Stockholm syndrome that fast? Tommy would ask, but he’s panting from sprinting. And as they live in an unjust world, hostage guy isn’t even breaking a sweat despite the three piece suit.
“You’re not going to get far on foot,” Philza murmurs. As corrupt and useless as the cops are for most things in this city, he doesn’t imagine there’d actually be that much fuss over a random man being kidnapped, but he wonders what they’ll do if spooked a little more. It’s been amusing thus far. The boys bicker, then elect to force him to drive as neither have licenses. They don’t ask him to drive to their homes, instead some secondary location. Smart, albeit Philza will definitely know both addresses within the hour.
While Tommy is busy ‘threatening’ Philza about the consequences of not getting them there, Tubbo just leans over from a bag of chips he’s munching on and offers them to Phil. Tommy rounds on him, less for showing exploitable kindness to the hostage and more for eating the Doritos that were meant to be his. Philza almost chides them for revealing each other’s names, but decides it might just be easier to hand them notes at the end of this. So far they aren’t getting a passing grade in abduction. But he has to admit it’s far more entertaining than the ‘business’ meeting he was planning to attend.
(Techno, meanwhile, hasn’t heard from Philza and is going BALLISTIC trying to figure out who kidnapped him. From the police report Phil just kinda went along with it, and looked terrified after a private exchange with the abductor, which has to mean the threat is ungodly to convince the Angel of Death to submit. Techno’s about to have a panic attack imagining the unthinkable horrors happening to his best friend, and is only holding it off by doing atrocities about it. This is the THIRD secret criminal organization he’s ripped apart in the last two hours and PHILZA ISNT HERE EITHER!?)
Philza has decided he likes his kidnappers. They’re not experienced in the slightest, but they make up for it with bravado, determination, and a certain lack of rationality that is necessary in the line of business Philza is in. Yes. They’ll do nicely if given a little guidance.
It’s half an hour before either of them notice Philza is driving aimlessly and they don’t recognize the city around them at all. “Hm? Next time I don’t recommend you give the hostage control of the vehicle. I could have immediately driven to the police station.”
Tommy frowns, almost more nervous at the implication the obvious blackmail would go unused. “…why didn’t you?”
“There’s no love lost between the cops and I. And even more importantly, you amuse me. I like your…potential.” He grins at the soft click of Tommy covertly trying the handle and finding the car doors locked. “Getting out at this speed is almost always fatal, Tommy.”
Tubbo lifts the muzzle of the fake gun towards him. “Let us go right. now.”
Philza leans over, ruffling Tubbo’s hair. The teen gulps at the glimpse of the holster Philza’s jacket was hiding, sharing a wide eyed look with Tommy. “I’m not exactly scared of foam bullets, mate.” He chuckles lowly at the tension freezing both of them. “Relax. You’ll be home by dinner. After you went through all the effort of kidnapping me to avoid trouble with your parents, I don’t intend to ruin it. I like you two; you have spunk I don’t see often. After all, it takes a lot of guts to kidnap the leader of the Syndicate.”
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