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yeahummokay · 5 months

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IM BACK BABBYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

i had this meme on my head imediatly wen i saw tubbo talking about divorcing tommy kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk

#tubbo x fred #tommyinnit and tubbo #qsmpfanart #qsmp #qsmp fanart #fred qsmp #tubbo fanart #tubbo qsmp #tommyinnit #tommyinnit fanart #tommy and tubbo divorse xD

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sikiova · 9 months

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You make me feel safe (・∀・)人(・∀・)

#c!tubbo #c!tommy #clingy duo #clingyduo #tommyinnit fanart #tubbo fanart #イラスト #they hold hands if unsure :D!#they're alive and well #happy happy happy #tommyinnit and tubbo #tubbo #tommyinnit

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emlaux · 5 months

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Messed around with poses and colors :)Tommy and Tubbo.

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sp00j0 · 1 year

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🍯 fanart for Tommy's recent stream

#my art #my artwork #my style #my work #fanart #my art style #my design #tommyinnit #tubbo #clingy duo #tommyinnit fanart #tubbo fanart #tommyinnit and tubbo #origin smp #mcyt

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rickey-does-artz · 10 months

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Wowzie! Old doodles 😍🔪

I got a request I’m working on but I’m going on a trip back to my home country (Norway) for a few days I’ll finish it there :3

#my art #dsmp ranboo #generation loss #ranboo #ranboo fanart #dsmp art #ocs #quackity #dsmp fanart #tommyinnit #tommyinit dsmp #tubbo mcyt #dsmp tubbo #tommyinnit and tubbo #tubbo

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mysticalblue09 · 11 months

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Alright, I need help. I’m looking for a dsmp fanfic on ao3. I can not remember the name. What it is about is Tommy and Tubbo are in a time loop and as the fic goes one, more and more people become aware of the time loop. Tommy and Tubbo are anchors and each loop can differ vastly from the main story line. The reason why they are in a time loop is because something is wrong with the life tree or something. There are cross overs with hermit craft and I think sonic and all sorts of stuff. Please help me find it

#tommyinnit #dsmp #Tubbo #tommyinnit and tubbo #please help me find this fic

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tylernolbottle · 10 months

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Tw // Blood and implied injury

Blood. Blood. Gallons of the stuff.

Watch it all get spilled, it’ll never be enough.

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lastingpeanut · 1 year

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Just showing the real ending because yeah.

That’s clingyduos cottage :D

#tommyinnit #tubbo #tommyinnit and tubbo #they actually live in a cottage #This is their house they have a farm in the back and they like the moon alot #This is real #Yes i am not in denial

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onkmoth · 1 year

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Sorry tommy looks odd I gave up

#tubbo dream smp #dream smp #dream #tommyinnit and tubbo #tommy mcyt #tommyinnit #tubbo mcyt #tubbo #dream smp art #tommyinnit art #tubbolive

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mileseywilesey · 11 months

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Whatever you hear I promise it is totally definitely not the sound of me sobbing

#mcyt #ranboo #tommyinnit #tubbo #tubbo my beloved #tommyinnit and tubbo #tubbo underscore #niki niachu #aimsey #technoblade #rip technoblade

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blueberrysnake · 1 year

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THREE Birds of a Feather

Summary: Tubbo and Ranboo for life. Forever and always. Till the day they die. What about what happens after death? What would their ghosts be doing 10, 20, 50 years later? Most likely shenanigans only fit for the best spirits!

Chapter 1/1

Title taken from the song two birds on a wire but I changed the lyrics a bit!

On ao3 if you prefer: https://archiveofourown.org/works/37840942

Word count: 1231

“Bee?”

“Yeah Boo?”

Tubbo sat up from his current favorite place to sleep, which is the stairs. For any normal person, stairs wouldn’t seem comfortable at all! Well, Tubbo has been dead for 50 years, along with Ranboo, who died 53 years ago.

Even though they’ve been dead for years, Tubbo and Ranboo are still alive, cursed to the mortal plain for reasons unknown to even themselves.

“You think we could try and contact spirits again?” Ranboo asked Tubbo, purely out of boredom.

“I don’t think any ghost or ghoul wants anything to do with us after last time.” Tubbo responded, referring to how in the past they had both pranked every spirit, ghoul, ghost, and demon that would answer their calls.

“But like I’m bored and we can’t DO anything!!” Ranboo cried out, very upset at how ghosts aren’t corporal.

“I understand your frustrations Boo, but we what do you suggest I do?” Tubbo responded, growing tired of his spouses constant complaining.

“Maybe we could try contacting Tommy? He WAS in our house for a sleepover when the fire broke out…” Ranboo suggested, referring to his and his husbands deaths.

“… sure why not.” Tubbo caved, having heard these types of pleas grow common for his husband.

So the duo gets ready with all the required tools for summoning a specific spirit. It isn’t precisely a long process, however it isn’t a short one either, leaving enough time for anticipation to build between the immortal children.

Soon enough, the two are finished with their project, and ready to attempt to contact their old friend. Tubbo was secretly hoping that Tommy somehow found a way to survive, like his son had, but deep down Tubbo knew his hopes were far fetched.

As the two began, the air in their house became more cold than what the boys considered regular, which means it is working. Ranboo held his non-effective breath, hoping his friend was alive.

Then there was a great flash of white. Tubbo and Ranboo covered their eyes in a vain attempt to shield their vision from the bright light. Almost as quickly as it appeared, it disappeared, leaving behind only a burned and crumpled figure laying in the fetal position on the floor, unconscious.

Suddenly, it dawned on Tubbo; Tommy didn’t have a ghost when he died that one time so long ago, and was stuck in a limbo state. Tubbo was able to quickly rescue Ranboo from his limbo, because Tubbo’s limbo was nonexistent. Even with his rapid acting though, Ranboo was still very disoriented and traumatized from his short repeated ordeal in limbo.

Tubbo couldn’t begin to imagine how difficult it must’ve been for Tommy. Looking over at Ranboo, he could see him thinking something similar.

After staring at Tommy, the two debating on what to do in order to help the youngest of the three not panic a great amount, the older two decide to bring him to one of the vacant beds.

As the married couple look at the small figure that is their friend Tommy, they are filled with regret. They could have saved him sooner. They could’ve been prepared more. They SHOULD’VE been prepared more.

A sudden movement from the bed snaps the husbands out of their own heads.

“whuhh?” A drowsy and distraught teen questioned to himself, as he realized he’s not where he went to sleep.

Tubbo and Ranboo flinched at how horrible Tommy’s voice sounded, clearly sore from screaming and crying.

“tubbo? ranboo?” Tommy asked in a quiet voice that seemed terribly out of character for the used to be loud teen.

Tubbo was in shock and unable to speak, so Ranboo had to respond for the both of them and diffuse the situation before Tommy hurt himself or others from a possible panic.

“Hi Tommy!” The tallest one replied, attempting to be cheerful.

That was all Tommy needed to begin sobbing profusely.

Tubbo and Ranboo didn’t know what to do in order to help Tommy, so they just floated there. Waiting for Tommy to stop crying while they were in tears aswell.

Eventually, when Tommy realized that Tubbo and Ranboo were just hovering over the bed he was laying on, he attempted to maneuver himself over to hug them.

Tommy was not very successful, and ended up being flat on his face from not being used to moving,

Tubbo and Ranboo decided to take that as the sign to rush to Tommy’s side and hug him until it would suffocate any living being.

Many hours later, when Tommy has finally calmed down and is coherent enough to ask questions, he finally spoke up.

“How- What-“ Tommy attempted to say but was cut off by his own sobbing that was threatening to make an appearance again. He paused for a moment before trying again.

“What did you guys do?” Tommy asked, disoriented by the fact that in limbo he wasn’t physically a ghost and now he was.

“We summoned you to hang out with us!” Tubbo replied, his tone soft as to not upset the boy.

The trio stayed like that for a long while. None of them saying anything. Just huddling together.

When Tubbo and Ranboo finally decided to attempt to move. Of course because of Tommy’s limbo being a void, he didn’t want to let go in fear of being left in the void again.

As Tommy held his friends closer, Tubbo and Ranboo grew concerned.

“Bossman, are you okay?” Tubbo questioned, quite worried for his dead friend.

“D-Don’t wanna let go… don’t wanna go back there.” Tommy managed to whisper out.

Tubbo didn’t seem to understand exactly what Tommy meant, but Ranboo did. Ranboo understood what Tommy’s thinking was.

Tommy was afraid to let go of anyone because he might disappear and reappear back in his limbo.

Ranboo immediately felt extreme guilt and gasped through his eternally smoke filled lungs.

“Tommy, your safe. You aren’t going back to that place anymore. I promise.” Ranboo told the youngest of the group.

The boy in question looked up at Ranboo. Silently questioning the taller if he was telling the truth.

Ranboo’s slight head nod gave Tommy enough reassurance to loosen his tight hold on his ghostly friends, but not too much so they could leave. Instead electing to move his grip to their hands.

Tommy only then seemed to realize that his body consisted of the grayscale other than his signature red t-shirt with burn marks plaguing it.

“Wha- am I a ghost?” The blonde asked the older two. He also finally took in his friends ghostly appearances. Tubbo looking similar to him, and Ranboo looking like his ghost did when he died the first time.

“Yeah! It’s a little scary at first but it gets really fun eventually! Tubbo explained.

“So… you wanna prank the residents living here?” The tallest boy asks the other two.

“Sure Ranboob!” Tommy replied with a cheeky grin on his face, making his recent tear tracks disappear with the brightness of his smile.

Tommy would have to learn to move around, but he eventually was able to become as able to get around as his two ghostly friends. He wouldn’t release his hold on one of his friends hand until he had a firm grip on another until many years later, and his fear of the dark, small spaces, and potatoes are still very large.