#tubbo fic

[nuggets4fools]

part 2 of my drawings for hermbang! :} if u wanna check out part 1 its here! :D <3

#tubbo #tubbolive #tubbo fanart #tubbo fic #hermbang #au where tubbo literaly becomes GOD LMAOOOO

[wizardinabadshirt]

Look at us, who woulda thought - not me! I wrote a beeduo fic, it’s an idea I had for a long time and just never got round to doing. This is based on @retroosquared ‘s INCREDIBLE piece of Ghostboo meeting Tubbo again and how their love is different but the same. The same but different. Irreparably changed nevertheless, it’s still them.

I hope you enjoy :)

#dsmp #dsmp ranboo #dsmp tubbo #fic #ranboo fic #tubbo fic #beeduo

[honey-sunsets]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/41235741

At long last, I’ve written a fic for my high school theatre AU.

Centered around the fact that Tubbo knows everyone’s business, this fic takes a closer look at some of the things Tubbo’s witnessed and overheard, including Techno’s “naturally” pink hair, a glance inside Fundy’s sketchbook, and the most detail you’re ever getting about What Happened Last Summer.

Also, I got the motivation to finally write this from a quick comment made by @theverywest however long ago, so thank you so much for that!

#dsmp fic #Tubbo fic #tree posts #hstau #hst!tubbo #hst!tommy #hst!ranboo #hst!techno #hst!fundy #hst!quackity #hst!schlatt #hst!jack manifold

[m0osical]

new chatfic! this one is so much fun, honestly might be updating loads because I already love it sm :D

#ranboo #tubbo #tommyinnit #benchtrio #ao3 #dsmp fanfic #benchtrio fanfic #ranboo centric #ranboo fic #tubbo fic #tommyinnit fic #benchtrio fic

[cittwisty]

Hi! I wrote chapter 7 of "Bonds Thicker than Blood" and published it yesterday!

This here is the link to the Chapter directly!

TWs for the chapter are in the the beginning notes but also down below!!

Please inform me if I missed any!

#dsmp fic #tubbo fic #tommy fic #BTTB #Bonds Thicker then Blood #Hybrid dsmp fic #dsmp tubbo #dsmp fanfic #dsmp tommy

[bloodpen-to-paper]

When Juanaflippa died, she was the first. No one knew how to react. Charlie and Mariana expressed the rage, the denial, and it was a spectacle of roleplay followed up by a wacky trial made for laughs. At this point, the rest of the server were still getting used to their eggs, so only Charlie and Mariana felt that twinge of pain from losing an egg. But when you remember Juanaflippa, you remember an explosion. A marvel.

Next Trump died. Maxo made you feel heartbroken with the image of a grieving father wallowing in misery and self destruction. But it was all still early, and most people didn't even notice. Trump died from neglect. Dan never saw him after adoption day. The server didn't come together like they did Juanaflippa. It was all very quiet. To this day, not many people in the community could tell you anything about Maxo's kid. About how hard his father bargained for his life between the gods. About how he failed. Trump was a whisper in the wind that only his father and those who watched him could bother to hear.

Then Tilín. At this point, the server was becoming more accustomed to the eggs. They were becoming attached. When Tilín died, it was depressing in every sense of the word. Quackity was somber, he barely spoke a word when he heard what had happened. A grave was built for Tilín by others with a heavy heart. There was no spectacle, and this time most people were involved in some way. Luzu came on to meet Tilín, and had to deal with that grief of being told his child was dead, something so heavy on him that he shut down completely. In life and in death, Tilín was the embodiment of sadness.

Bobby. The first death since Tilín. The first death in a long time. Everything had changed for the server. The eggs are their babies, their world. Everyone gathered to grieve Bobby, because they're a community now unlike ever before. But its different this time, they aren't there to witness a marvel from a distance, or grieve in sympathy. Bobby was a celebration. Music and dancing and memories. Toasts and cheering his name until the final moment. And having a final clap in his name after. Bobby was life. Because they're all scared now, terrified for their children. But they know what to expect this time. They're ready. They knew not to watch Jaiden and Roier grieve from the sidelines, they knew not to turn their backs on the two, and they would be sad but by god would they be happy as well. The server celebrated Roier and Jaiden, celebrated Bobby, and accepted his death with his name being shouted into the sky.

#its about the grief cycle #juanaflippa is anger/denial #tilin is depression #trump is bargaining which is often the most forgotten part #bobby is acceptance #their deaths all meant something different #now we wait and see what happens next #fic #qsmp #qsmp fic #qsmp analysis #qsmp juanaflippa #qsmp trump #qsmp tilin #qsmp bobby #qsmp tubbo

[pidgedee]

and here is my second art gift for @misotofu this fic in a box - c!clingy pirate designs!! they were so fun to draw, the sillies Ever <3

#dsmp #dream smp #tommyinnit #tubbo #clingyduo #dsmp fanart #one more gift for miso to share but that’ll go up on my main cuz it’s a fic :] #i had soooo much fun making all of these. miso prompts were so so so good and i wanted to make ALL OF THEM

[high-in-chaos]

niki nihachu 🥰

#niki nihachu #dsmpblr #dsmp fanart #dsmp niki #dsmp tubbo #dsmp art #dsmp fic #fanart #she's so pretty 🥰 #passerine #dsmp wilbur #dream smp #knight fanart

[louscartridge]

dating ranboo hdcns

i do not give permission for my fics to be posted claiming to be yours, translated, or posted on another platform without credit. 

cw- mentions of mental heath being shit

you wear his clothes all the time bc they’re all so big and for the most part casual 

your own clothes? nah. his.

you love wearing them, he loves when you wear them. its a win win.

loves holding your hand

high fives you and then catches your hand in the high five so now your holding hands

he holds it when hes streaming alot and make little designs with his thumb on it.

sometimes he forgets hes holding it, so if he dies or something and throws his arms up your arm goes ~ with his

is really dramatic about it at first, saying he ‘couldve dislocated your shoulder’

if your out to eat or ordering he’ll always get what you get

“ran what do you want?”

“whatever you get love”

writes you notes alot

so like if your sleeping and he has to leave or stream or something 

you wake up with a little sticky note next to you 

you’d never tell him but you keep every single one 

you have a drawer in your nightstand just full of notes hes written for you

he also writes things on your mirror so you dont forget to do it

if your shorter then him you wash dishes so he doesnt have to (as a tall person i can say washing dishes fr hurts)

hes more of a protective boyfriend then jealous

if someone is trying to flirt with you or something he’ll just stand behind you, listening to the convo

he trusts you and also knows you can take care of yourself but sometimes overthinks

what ifs suck

if the person really isnt getting the hint hell rap his arms around you and lay his head on your shoulder from behind and makes an excuse to leave

“toby texted me and said hes at the house already”

is really understanding if your mental health is shit

helps you clean your room

sometimes he writes on your mirror, more things like ‘try to have all the clothes picked up off your floor by the end of the week’

but if you feel like that puts pressure on you or something he wont

if you ask him to wash your hair he’ll quickly say yes.

turns the shower on and just has you kneel over the tub so your under the shower and washes your hair like that so its not as much work for you

please paint his nails

yk the stream that aimsey and niki do his nails? hes like that but not at the same time.

hes alot less marty with you then he was with amsey 

though he would still be joking 

its kinda just another excuse to hold hands with you tbh

you let him choose the color

he lets you choose a color to put on his middle finger tho

“ahh you did such a good job! oh my god, thank you :D”

he LOVES to pick out/make outfits for you 

like even if its not with his clothes

hes just finds it really fun

especially does it when your traveling and he cant go with you

 he just packs all the clothes for you 

thinks youll be thinking of him even more bc your wearing something he made (as if you wouldnt be thinking of him the entire time?)

he’ll spend like an hour rummaging through your closet, every now and then finding things of his

“this is where this went!” “did you take this from me?” “how do i still have clothes of my own?!”

when karl lends ranboo a ring and he wears it your playing with his hands even more belive it or not

spinning the ring around

when you first do it he doesnt know if your ok

he gently grabs your hand making you stop

he softly says ‘hey, you alright?’

you were embarrassed at first but once you told him you were alright he lifts your hand up and kisses it then puts it back down letting you continue

#ranboo mcyt #ranboo #ranboo x reader #ranboo x you #ranboo x y/n #ranboo x yn #ranboo dsmp #dsmp #Dsmp wilbur #dsmp x reader #dsmp fic #dsmp fanfic #dsmp x you #dsmp x y/n #dsmp x yn #tubbo #tubbo x reader #tubbo x y/n #tubbo x you #tubbo x yn #tommyinnit #tommy mcyt #tommyinnit x reader #tommyinnit x y/n #tommyinnit x you #tommyinnit x yn #ff #fanfiction #fanfic #mcyt

[brokenstar-s]

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: QSMP | Quackity SMP, Hunger Games Series - All Media Types Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Fred (QSMP)/Toby Smith | Tubbo, Fred (QSMP) & Toby Smith | Tubbo, FitMC & Tarik Pacanhan | Pactw & Toby Smith | Tubbo, FitMC/Tarik Pacanhan | Pactw, FitMC & Phil Watson | Philza, Toby Smith | Tubbo & Phil Watson | Philza Characters: Toby Smith | Tubbo, Fred (QSMP), FitMC (Video Blogging RPF), Tarik Pacanhan | Pactw, Phil Watson | Philza, Rafael Lange | Cellbit Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Hunger Games Setting, Hunger Games Victors, Toby Smith | Tubbo-centric, Fred(QSMP)-centric, Fred uses He/him and They/them pronouns, morning crew hg au, Frubbo - Freeform, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Angst with a Happy Ending, Toby Smith | Tubbo Needs a Hug, Morning crew are a family, Additional Warnings In Author's Note, The Author Regrets Nothing, Other Additional Tags to Be Added Series: Part 2 of Garden of Thorns Summary:

Love is an extraordinary thing, brings those close together and has a bond like no other. To share experiences and hope.

It can also be a terrible thing, of hurt, and anguish, that will lead you to do anything to keep those you love safe.

Love is beautiful and dangerous, and Tubbo and Fred learn that lesson.

#qsmp tubbo #tubbo #fred qsmp #frubbo #frubbo fic #my writing #star writes #it's a series now! #ayyy

[thanotaphobia]

There is a lot Tubbo does not think about these days.

His brain is constantly going a hundred kilometers an hour; thoughts and emotions and plans running wild, ideas crowding each other to the point of entity cramming. Machine blueprints and scheming plans. Nothing illegal. He would never.

(A lie. He does not think about the blueprints scribbled under tables and hidden behind book shelves, carved into his own skin with his teeth ideas for drills a thousand, a million chunks wide.)

He tinkers at night and sleeps in the day, waking in fits and starts. Tubbo is never warm enough- he shivers underneath three thick woolen blankets Philza lended him and sits beside lava, holding his hands out to warm it. The machinery is warm. Machinery is alive, breathing and producing heat beneath his hands.

Tubbo doesn't think about ice, and he doesn't think about the things he doesn't remember. He knows Phil. He knows Fit. He knows, strangely, Etoiles and the others. Not well. Faint, indiscriminate nostalgia. He writes it all down in the margins of an architectural plan and brick and mortars the roll of paper into the wall of the building.

Snow crunches beneath his feet and he flinches so hard he drops his pickaxe. His insides itch. Guilt eats his heart from the inside out. If he were to look into a mirror, he's not sure he would recognize his own face.

Phil tells him it's normal. Phil tells him he'll get used to it. Tubbo says he doesn't know what Phil is talking about, because he knows Phil and doesn't know how and is not thinking about that undeniable fact.

Something about Phil soothes his nerves like a balm, same with Niki. Like kin, they know each other. Phil recognizes him even when Tubbo can't. There are holes in his memory like melting ice, the edges sharp as knives. Everything in unapproachable. He doesn't let it stop him.

"I think I've died before," Tubbo tells Phil late one night, both of them sitting up by lantern light and squinting at their notebooks in silence.

"Yeah," Phil says, charcoal staining his hands. It stains his face where he's touched his own skin absently, smearing inky void across his cheeks like war paint. "Like everyone else."

"I think I froze to death," Tubbo says. He's got a black cloak around his shoulders, but it smells like grass and dirt, not soot and ash. It belongs to Missa. He wiggles his hand out from beneath the fabric, staring at his right pinky and ring finger. They are made of metal. Using the mechanism is as natural as breathing. Tubbo knows his own handiwork; he just doesn't remember building it. Or losing the fingers. He doesn't remember how he got most of his scars. "Maybe I exploded. I think it's gonna happen again."

"Don't get your hopes up," Phil says, voice lagging as he only pays half-attention. Tubbo doesn't care.

"I'll just cheat death," Tubbo proclaims. He looks down at his scribbled drawings, and his chest swells with an indescribable emotion.

Across the room, Phil snorts, as though he's just thought of an inside joke. Tubbo is not in on it. He doesn't think about how he almost laughs himself anyway. He just tucks himself back inside of Missa's cloak and does not think of ice.

#qsmp #qsmp tubbo #qsmp philza #qsmp fic #my writing

[h3xt0r]

NEED to write a fic where fred is sunnys teacher at a sign language school and tubbo is her mechanic dad and they fall in love

#hector heckles #qsmp #qsmp tubbo #qsmp fred #frubbo #qsmp sunny #qsmp sunnysideup #fred nd sunny would be deaf in this fic and talk using sign language

[inwhichispeak]

have this doodle for my second ever drawing on my ipad with an apple pencil! (i got it today) (i am very excited)

#qsmp creation #qsmp creation fanart #qsmp #qsmp fanart #tubbo #tubbo fanart #qsmp tubbo fanart #qsmp tubbo #tubbo underscore if you do not give us more lore soon #i will make my own #im so close to getting back into writing fic #| | <- this close #anyways this is not how id draw creation in my ideal world #but i wanted to doodle #and creation is my lovely little kind eldritch horror #in my head #tubbrine

[moltengoldveins]

*vibrating out of my skin* b-bbphhh….. beeduo. But its. It’s the Minotaur. and Theseus. Has someone done this? Please tell me someone has done this. 

Tubbo as a boy trapped in the most technologically advanced maze ever made, learning engineering from the walls meant to contain him, his selfish father (Schlatt) so shamed by his ‘mutations’ he spreads rumors that the boy is a monster, throwing sacrifices to the maze every seven years. Tubbo’s never been able to save them in time. Something savage is in the walls, hunting, and while the maze is built specifically to keep Tubbo alive, it is not so for the foreign prisoners. 

Meanwhile, Ranboo is the prince of an oppressed kingdom, forced to give blood sacrifice every seven years. His father (Phil, not the most common dynamic but roll with it it becomes relevant later) tells stories of the kingdom’s former glory, the glory lost when their most famed general fell to the war, taken and by all accounts killed by Tubbo’s father. Ranboo decides to go on a quest to slay the monster his people are being fed to, and further, to live up to the memory of that lost general and kill the enemy king, freeing his people. He promises to lift white sails if he returns alive, and that his men will lift black ones if he dies. (There’s some Lady of Death symbolism happening here, work with me) Importantly, his father gives him an old token of a ‘lost friend’ before he goes, an emerald on a chain. He says it’s for good luck, and guidance. He seems… really sad about it tho. Hm. Surely that’s not important. 

Niki is the vassal/adopted daughter/ healer?? Of Schlatt, who sneaks out now and then to give Tubbo snacks. The maze likes her, and she is the only one the old warden told its secrets to before he escaped with his son. She cannot navigate the twisted paths like Tubbo, who has spent his entire life walking those halls, but she is protected from whatever is in the walls. She could get Tubbo out, but they’d have nowhere to go, so she waits. Every year, she prays she will find a way to get them out. Every seven, she prays Tubbo will not have to watch any of the prisoners die. 

Ranboo arrives and threatens Schlatt, who only laughs at the boys boldness and throws him into the maze first. (Oddly, while he took every stitch of gold from Ranboo’s neck and hands, he left the earring. He said something about it being ‘fitting. It’ll finally die with its partner’) 

just when Ranboo is about to be thrown in, Niki, who couldn’t bear the thought of such a kind looking kid dying so horribly, sneaks him a sword and a ball of golden thread. “It will guide you when you need it. Sam made it as a last resort.” She whispers, right before the gates close. 

Tubbo, furious at his failure seven years ago to save any of the hostages (he was twelve. There was nothing he could have done.) manages to get to Ranboo just in time to keep the monster away from them both. The maze closes around them and for a moment, it looks as if they’ll fight. Then Tubbo smiles, and Ranboo lowers his sword, and the two of them are friends in seconds. Tubbo takes Ranboo back to the little room he’s set up shop in, boasting about his inventions but clearly Very unaccustomed to speaking with Actual People. Unfortunately for everyone involved, Ranboo is the physical child of two polymorphed dragons and the adopted child of an angel and a goddess. He isn’t accustomed to speaking with Actual People either. They get along smashingly. 

Tubbo and Niki have made a plan of escape, but never had chance to use it. Now that Ranboo can offer sanctuary, it’s just a matter of getting out and running, but Ranboo refuses. He can’t leave whatever monster is really in the walls for anyone to find and either die to or take advantage of, even if he does destroy Schlatt’s regime. Tubbo insists it’s impossible to even find the thing, its lair is in the fabled ‘center of the maze’, which even he has never been able to find. And even if he could find it, it wouldn’t matter. He’d be killed in an instant. Whatever the thing is, it’s a better fighter than anything else in the nation: that’s why it was locked away. Ranboo offers Tubbo his signet ring (kinda a proposal gesture, we’re Not Acknowledging That RN Tho, We’re Both Traumatized and Trying Not To Die) and tells him to flee to the Antarctic Empire after Niki’s plan to kill Schlatt succeeds. That way Phil can help them, even if Ranboo doesn’t make it. 

Unspooling the golden thread, Ranboo follows it to the center of a maze, where he finds… a study. It looks like it was torn through by a hurricane, then carefully rebuilt, and half of it is filled with untouched and unfinished mechanical structures. He other half is filled with notebooks, maps of the maze, and frantic scribbling. “Another hunt today” one says “I only knew because my claws were scraped.” “I woke with blood in my teeth” another page says. “I think it was a person. I think I was a person, before. I don’t think I am anymore.” 

He doesn’t have the time to piece things together though, because a hulking figure twice his size emerges from a side door and slams into him. He barely manages to knock the blow of a massive axe away, and squinting in the low light, he sees a long-haired, red-eyed man in a tattered uniform and a cape, face twisted and malformed with scars and massive fangs. The uniform is that of Ranboo’s home country. The cape is eerily similar to the one on Phil’s old portraits, before the war. 

‘Oh.’ Ranboo realizes, right as he gets kicked through a wall of foliage. ‘You’re the reason my dad is so sad all the time.’ 

it really seems like all is lost. The man is clearly rabid, insane and muttering to himself, eyes glowing crimson. But right as he’s about to kill Ranboo, he sees the earring, and he stops. He turns to a drawer in one of the desks and pulls out a matching earring, and the light fades from his eyes. 

‘im sorry’ he says, ‘I’m not a man anymore. They took that from me. It was some kind of curse. They made me kill my own people. They made me a creature.’ 

‘well, that’s nothing new’ Ranboo shrugs. ‘Curses can be broken, and I’m rather good friends with a few creatures at this point. What’s one more?’ 

so they escape, the earrings doing something?? To help keep the man calm. Niki burns the tree in the center of the castle and Techno (because we all knew it was Techno) triggers the self destruct system he’d found in the maze during those few moments of sanity between all the hunting. Niki also remembers a rant or an offhand comment Schlatt made at some point early in her apprenticeship about how to break some curse in the maze, something he was gloating about that she only really gets once she sees the massive fellow being led out of the maze by a very excited Ranboo. 

everyone escapes and there’s more Plot but the important bit is: Ranboo forgets about the sails. As they near the harbor, they see a cloud of ravens flying in from every direction, and Techno Loses His Mind. Turns out that only happens when Phil is Really In Danger, Dying, or, hypothetically, dead of grief from the loss of what he believes to be his last living family member. (Yes we have the option here of perms-killing Phil right in the final stretch but I Choose No, because No) There’s a very dramatic reunion where Techno is midway to War Mode while Phil is definitely post-giving-his-soul-up-to-Lady-Death-now-that-everyone-I-love-is-dead, Just-Back-From-Being-Dead-And-Not-Sure-Why-His-Wife-Didn’t-Keep-Him-This-Time??? before Ranboo Explains Everything. Tubbo and Ranboo end up platonically married like Ranboo’s father and Tubbo’s weird uncle in the walls before them and ruling the country as King and General. Niki gets a bakery and a chance to use her alchemy powers for yummy purposes instead of poison. Everyone lives and is happy. The end.

#molten rambles #technoblade #mcyt #philza #tubbo #ranboo #beeduo #emerald duo #fanfic ideas #mcyt fanfiction #DO YOU SEE MY VISION #DO YOU COMPREHEND #It’s a syndicate fic technically

[seriouslycalamitous]

Desperately wanted to read a fic of Fred meeting and helping Tubbo co-parent Sunny so I WROTE AN AU ABOUT IT!!

Title: Sleep Deprived Butterflies

11K Words

Neighbors AU, Frubbo

Link

#frubbo #fred qsmp #qsmp tubbo #qsmp fanfic #qsmp #qsmp fanfiction #qsmp fic rec #sunnysideup the egg #qsmp sunny #ao3fic

[kaytrawrites]

QSMP - three little eggs under starry feathers

Summary in which Tubbo puts Tallulah, Chayanne and Sunny to bed at the Minecraft-Sinfonia residence. and Phil's dead asleep the entire time.

Notes yes, Sunny wears a silk bonnet to sleep. they take good care of their coily hair thank you very much. and yes the Minecraft-Sinfonia household sleeps on Japanese style futon beds. they are comfy and can be put away easily when not in use.

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Tubbo gently kissed Sunny’s forehead as they cuddled under one of the Minecraft-Sinfonia Family’s extra quilts Chayanne had happily supplied for them. It was thick and cozy, and smelt faintly of sunshine and spring. “Good night Sunshine…” Tubbo said softly, patting Sunny’s silk bonnet. “And good night to you too, Chayanne, Tallulah.”

Tallulah grinned at her godfather. She grabbed one of her magenta signs and placed it. “you are still invited to stay the night godfather”

Tubbo smiled and crawled over Sunny’s futon mattress to where Tallulah was laying. “Nah. I'm alright. I’ve got stuff I want to work on.” He leaned forward and gave Tallulah a quick kiss on her loose brown curls. “I’ll see you three in the morning.”

He turned to where Chayanne was shuffling with his deeply asleep dad. Phil was laying on his stomach, his wings loosely tucked against his back, held in place by his own thick quilt. The avian man didn’t even stir when Tubbo climbed over his legs to give Chayanne a sneaky kiss. “Good night Chayanne.” Tubbo said.

Chayanne paused his fussing and leaned into his godfather, giving him a quick hug. “Goodnight” The older egg signed, before returning to messing with his dad’s wings.

Tubbo crawled off the line of futon mattresses, and stood. 

Chayanne gently unfolded one of Phil’s wings, letting it fall over where Tallulah and Sunny were giggling. Tallulah, well used to her papa’s wings being an extra blanket at night, settled it comfortably over herself and Sunny. Sunny slowly reached out and touched the dark feathers, a small sound of awe escaping them.

Tubbo wanted nothing more than to crawl into the cuddle pile with everyone, under those star speckled feathers, but he did have shit he wanted to work on.

Chayanne settled Phil’s other wing over his own quilt, snuggling down.

Tallulah cuddled a little closer to Phil, and grabbed Sunny’s hand to pull them close when they hesitated to follow suit.

Tubbo smiled at seeing the orange-gold silk bonnet, the loose brown curls and the two golden heads all cuddled closely together. He grabbed his camera from his hip pouch (It’s not a fucking fanny pack. shut the fuck up), and snapped a picture of the sight. It was always a healing occurrence to see the older avian cuddle with the eggs. Well, it was a comfort to be under his wings, full stop.

Maybe when Tubbo was done with the shit he had planned, he would come back and cuddle under those star speckled wings too…

He left a copy of the picture he took on the kitchen counter for Phil to see in the morning, tucking the original into his hip pouch to join the sheaf of other pictures of his beloved daughter and godchildren.

#my fic #mcyt #qsmp #qsmp fanfiction #qsmp tubbo #qsmp tubbo pov #qsmp sunny #qsmp sunnysideup #qsmp tallulah #qsmp chayanne #qsmp philza