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goodbye, l’manberg. you were never a good idea to begin with, but at least you tried.

posting this here bc ik y’all dont sleep. twitter has to wait >:)

anyway i went off w this wtf

Um, a lot of people really liked my sbi assassin au? idea

(haha what the fuck-)

Here have more shit that my sleep deprived brain came up with

Tommy and Wilbur are rich kids. Like the ones who live in big manor houses and get to go to fricking galas.

Wilbur went abroad to study (read : live a normal life). He's got a lot of friends now, who he depends on now to find his brother.

Tommy is best friends with Tubbo and Ranboo! Tubbo has been best friends with him since he was a baby and Ranboo is more recent

The assassination was ordered out by an anonymous person.

Phil is a assassin known as the Angel of Death. No one has escaped his clutches.

Techno is his adopted son. He's in his early twenties, and is just as proficient as his father when it comes to assassinating.

Tommy very quickly enters Phil's good graces, but takes a bit longer to enter techno's.

But when he does, Techno quickly realizes he would die for this annoying gremlin child.

Then they hear about Wilbur

The oldest son, who has been turning every rock and building upside down to find his little brother.

The anonymous person strikes again

Wilbur is the victim this time

a little boy doing a little dance

Oh my god

I really want to write this au

But I won't write this au

But I really want to

You have exams tomorrow

But the au

But exams

Assassin Philza, learns that he just left a 6 year old Tommy orphaned, and adopts him, but forgets to tell his son Techno, so now, Techno has to deal with a orphan child stealing his father.

(he ends up getting attached)

~

On the other side, Wilbur comes home for a funeral, and finds his little brother missing and hell comes reigning down.

https://www.tumblr.com/blog/view/michael-b-my-beloved/677686428201779200

^ I made more shit related to the au here

Wilbur made another Reddit post about Ghostbur. No exclamation point today

Hey guys! Got some good news!

Ghostbur isn’t dead. Ghostbur is suspended. He’s never had a ‘living’ body and never will but to say he is dead is a misrepresentation.

Ghostbur is as close to a torturous limbo as he can possibly get. He has been in the afterlife for almost 6000 days! (That’s 16 years) and it never seems to get easier.

Not only is he confined to a life of loneliness and silent darkness but every ache, every pain, every little sting he feels on his body never seems to subside. He hurt his fingers scratching a wall over a decade ago but they still feel raw as if it was yesterday.

But that’s not pertinent to his current situation. That’s the last injury Ghostbur was afflicted with. He has spent the past years sat, limply leaning against the damp wall. Even if he was to retain any injury he contracted it wouldn’t matter.

He hasn’t moved in years.

He hasn’t checked the dot matrix out of fear. The room lights up whenever it updates and Ghostbur scrunches his eyes up as tight as he can until the light fades a few hours later.

This also helps dam the tears from burning his cheeks as he himself is damned to this plane.

He has spent 5 months on the material plane. He has spent 16 years in limbo.

A new addition to Ghostbur’s horrific existence is the slow burning of his memory. As time elapses he seems to lose track of his good memories as well as the bad ones he forgot long ago. Only a few remain;

He remembers the smell of baked bread.

He remembers sparring with technoblade as a child.

He remembers the crowds and the loud cheers.

He remembers a guillotine.

He remembers a cold eternal icy wasteland.

He remembers Tommy’s kindness.

One thing remains true. Ghostbur is the remnant of a plighted man who was sentenced to death for his evil. Ghostbur’s situation is a result of that man’s return.

Ghostbur feels guilty. Ghostbur misses everyone.

Goodbye

Ghobur

Recent flower commissions

everyday I wake up and suffer because I broke one mirror all those years ago

hi!! i just hit 1k followers (which is cool as fuck, thank u all!!) & i am therefore dropping a huge list of fic ive enjoyed over the past year. shorter fics are broken down by the central characters, and longer fics are in their own section! :DD

c!beeduo centric

each rip and tear a story - likecarillonbells

"When Tubbo decides the crust in front of him is ready to go, he gently slides it across the counter to Ranboo, who begins brushing it with a thin layer of olive oil as Tubbo rolls out another. They fall into an unspoken rhythm easily—squelch, swish, squelch, swish, squelch. The quiet is easy when it’s with Tubbo. The quiet is nice. The quiet doesn’t last for long. After all, it is Family Friday." - In which Ranboo and Tubbo make pizza dough and have some very important conversations.

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everything you feel is good - byunkies

ranboo is weak to water, and that leads to a noticeable lack of bathing for him. on that note, tubbo thinks ranboo's hair is in dire need of a wash.

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i am my beloved's / and my beloved is mine; he browses among the lilies - jewishtubbo

“So, this is it?” Ranboo asks, their hands shaking and heart full. “We’re about to be married. Technically.” Tubbo smiles at them, and laughs like a madman. “Yeah, bossman, I guess we are!” Giving the pen to Tubbo, Ranboo shakes their head, the smile on their face only growing wider. “Well, then, you better sign this to make our technical marriage official.” Or: The C!Beeduo wedding we deserved.

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Being Alive - b1rdza

Ranboo convinces Tubbo to take a break. (New Lmanburg era, based off characters)

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married people stuff - rosysugarr

c!Tubbo and c!Ranboo share a moment, and some shiny new feelings, while building the Bee ‘n’ Boo hotel.

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acne scars and sunkissed freckles - Anonymous

“Through the orange glow of the setting sun, Ranboo could see faded acne scars and light freckles pinpricked across the cheek free from scar tissue, not unlike kisses on his skin gifted from the gods themselves. Tubbo may gaze upon them as faults but Ranboo both saw and knew otherwise. No matter how torn or disoriented, no matter how many blemishes lay scattered across on his shallow pores; Ranboo still thought of him to be the most beautiful being he had ever had the honour of laying his eyes upon, and nothing would ever change that factor.” — c!beeduo weed smoking boyfriends (REAL!!)

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marry me? - niunepp

Ranboo moves forward until he’s in Tubbo’s line of sight, once again. “What if we did get married?” or, The Beeduo wedding plus

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o nazerene - eretgender

The first time Ranboo falls in love, it's a boy with the most neatly pressed suit he's ever seen. The boy's got whiskey on his breath and freckled scars spattered across his face like the milky way itself fell down and burned him, and he talks about policy and rebuilding and Ranboo doesn't hear a single goddamn word he says.

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The day meant for us - NonsensicalUniverse

Ranboo is dead. Tubbo spends the morning of their anniversary alone.

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And you're keeping a dark secret, but you're talking in your sleep - metatronfell

Tubbo wakes up from the loud snowstorm outside. At least while he's awake, he may as well get some work done.

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how sad (how lovely) - b1rdza

Tubbo and Ranboo have been married for one year. (A fic following c!beeduo’s marriage, from february 23rd, 2021, to february 23rd, 2022. happy first anniversary) ONLY ABOUT CHARACTERS! title from how sad, how lovely by connie converse

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I Love You (That's Not Possible) - ToriBlueBird

Tubbo wasn't lovable. Tubbo was hard edges and barriers and locked away secrets. Tubbo was hands tightened around a sword and refusing to let go. Tubbo was dusty records and tall walls and joking at the wrong time. Tubbo saw the way people danced around him. How they treated him like glass or treated him like dirt. How they smiled tightly at him or balked at his apathy. Tubbo wasn't lovable. - Or, Ranboo brings up that he loves Tubbo, and Tubbo doesn't understand how anyone could possibly love him.

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Smokestacks - ssootsprite

There’s a lot of pressure on Tubbo’s thin shoulders. Or: Tubbo chases highs to feel alive, and Ranboo is his tether.

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good morning, minutes man - andpoppiestoo

There's no reason to get up too quickly on cold winter mornings.

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Cookies and Compromise - ssootsprite

“Is this about the cookie shop?” All at once, Ranboo deflates, collapsing onto the sofa. “Sure, it’s about the cookie shop. You gave the cookie shop to your executioner. Let’s talk about that.” - Communication is crucial to any marriage. So they talk.

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Brown paper packages tied up with strings - Phantomxlegend

Tubbo peeled away the white paper wrapping, the tape barely holding it together. The paper came off easily revealing a soft, plush quilt. It was small, child-sized, and the material was smooth but soft. There were orange, red, and purple fabrics obviously a play on the nether and the nether portal. They were arranged similarly to the portal leading from the overworld to the nether. It looked hand-stitched but well made and just by holding it in his arms, Tubbo could feel how warm it would be. -- Tommy sews Michael a quilt. It's just pure fluff.

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c!clingyduo centric

to be a bit of warmth for you - zrenia

“I think— I think there’s something wrong with me,” Tommy whispers, one night, and it’s terrified and vulnerable and please-believe-me-please-help-me. Tubbo’s on the verge of falling asleep, but he sits up. “What do you mean?” he asks, and there’s a subtle tremor to his voice. Tommy turns his gaze to the ceiling. “I don’t—I don’t know?” he says, uncertain. “I just don’t think that I’m quite right, if you know what I mean.”

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i was falling when you caught me, was crawling and you brushed the gravel from my knees - infizero

"do you not remember... anything?" tubbo asks, chewing on his lip. "i mean, i can remember some stuff. and i know there's other things i can't remember, they're just too fuzzy for me to access." "do you... remember the tower?" - tommy and tubbo talk.

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pharmakon - sincethestars

at one point they wander to the farm, rooting up potatoes mechanically, conversation stalled in the cold of snowchester. tommy winces at practically every movement but he tries stubbornly to keep up with them. ranboo tries to get him to slow down, sit down maybe; go entertain micheal, but tommy scowls and pretends he’s untouchable. ranboo grabs tubbo for a second and whispers, “i don’t think he’s doing well.” “i know,” tubbo furiously whispers back. “but he won’t say anything.” “and i think asking about it would just upset him,” grimaces ranboo. it’s true, and even though half of tubbo’s friendship with tommy consists of them upsetting each other, he’s reluctant to do it now, just after getting him back. (or: in which tommy doesn't like the cold, tubbo is really trying this honesty thing, and ranboo worries enough for all of them. or: tommy&tubbo have a conversation about: death, ranboo, the prison, and loneliness. not necessarily in this order.)

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healing pains - loyallium

a songfic for @/rozugold​’s protégé!tommy au, based around this installment specifically (credit for parts of the small wilbur portion goes to this post)

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c!alliumduo centric

Undead - izzybelledot

Tommy had felt alone before, had felt betrayed and abandoned and fucking suicidal. This was different.

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c!benchtrio centric

heart heavy - stainedglassbirds

Tommy picks the seeds out of Tubbo’s hair. “No, see, that’s the whole thing that’s weird about you guys. Platonic marriage this, romantic marriage that, isn’t it just marriage?” “It’s different,” Tubbo stresses. “It’s… ugh, the way you feel?” “I’d imagine everyone feels the same getting married.” “Nooo,” Tubbo's broken horn knocks against Tommy's cheek. “You’re not getting it.” He freezes. --- or: tubbo's confused about his marriage. in turn, tommy realizes he doesn't understand this "romance" thing

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dissonance - shrugofgod

Here are the reasons why Tubbo is okay: One, his best friend is alive. Two, he’s married. Three, his son is safe. Four, Dream is in prison. Five, Technoblade decided Snowchester isn’t enough of a government to be blown up. Six, Wilbur was revived a hell of a lot more reasonable than anyone thought and decided to fuck off into the woods rather than kill anyone. Seven, Tubbo has nukes, so if reasons four, five, and six turn out to be untrue, Tubbo can fix that real quick. -- Or, Tommy gets a therapist. Tubbo works through some complicated feelings about it.

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c!tommy centric

old innocence - dauntless_dragayn

Look, Tommy doesn't know what the fuck is going on, but all of a sudden he's got this baby zombie piglin following him around, and he does NOT get attached, alright? He's freshly out of hell and been dropped into another one, and he's just trying to stay alive. Which isn't fucking easy, between his past and his.. present? or: Tommy doesn't lose his third life. Instead, the universe has other plans for him, and he has to look after Michael in the Nether until his parents properly adopt him.

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c!wilbur centric

it's just a lack of air supply that keeps me up at night - ghostieZone

"I don't think about you at all." The words echoed in Wilbur's mind as the world came to an end. He could still feel the phantom pain of the guillotine crushing his skull. Was that it then? Surely that meant the world had ended, right? He doesn't think about you. Ever. --- Signals were scrambled and lost somewhere in the atmosphere, and Wilbur was left to flounder like a fish out of water, humiliated in that moment of unrequited obsession.

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Jubilee Line Satisfaction Survey - peninkwrites

The Jubilee line is requesting all occupants fill out a customer satisfaction survey. Are you satisfied yet?

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longer fics

Promised Land - cosmonaughtt

Ranboo remembers the days when he would kneel at his bed to pray before the nuns turned out the lights and begged God that he’d be the next kid to go. He was a good kid; he was helpful, he was kind, he was humble, he was everything the nuns raised him to be. But nobody ever wanted him. Not even his own parents. (alternatively; ranboo's the oldest kid at a catholic orphanage. strange run-ins with mysterious people and strange abilities make him question everything he's ever known about the world and of himself. but maybe he'll get a new family out of it.)

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today, i coded it so everyone is trans- - nitpick7, SamthaBeta

eret makes a group chat with some of their trans friends at the request of their little brother. chaos ensues. or: i project onto minecraft youtubers but it's a chatfic or: i trans genders, i homo sexuals, and i diverge neuros

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FM 147.3 - thepigeoncat

ranboo's never been the musical type, always preferring to listen rather than to actually play. but after a chance meeting at his job, ranboo falls right into place at the esempi local radio station- fm 147.3.

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take this compass, follow it home - lightning_anon

Tommy's a fuck up, he can't pay attention, and never sits still. He taps his hands, pushes people away, and has never had a best friend. He's a screwed up, forgotten kid lost in the foster system. He's also just been placed with a new family. Tommy knows how this goes, he never ends up staying long. After all, no one wants a fuck up like him.Why would this house be any different?-Or: the obligatory sleepy bois foster fic, but with a focus on the neurodivergent kids that inevitably get lost in the system.

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And Then You Fell in Love? - Doodlebloo

Ranboo brushes a thumb over his memory book, the knowledge of Tubbo's entry still fresh in his mind from his quick recap on the way over.Tubbo: Ex-president. Tommy's friend. Lives in Snowchester. Friend? "You don't have to, I guess," Tubbo shrugs, rubbing his hands together for warmth. "Just a suggestion." "You're sure you want me to live here?" Tubbo frowns. "Why wouldn't I?" "Well, I mean, we're... We're not exactly friends." Tubbo's hand - the bad one, the one that's mostly scar tissue - twitches, and Ranboo can sense that he's said something wrong. "Are we not?" - Ranboo and Tubbo go from barely friends to doting husbands in a matter of weeks, adopting a child and building a mansion somewhere along the way. Here are some of the moments in between.

lovejoy songs be like I love boycock I love girlcock and I get NEITHER. I’m bisexual but nobody want me. I hate te govermnt

YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

so… i may or may not be close to uploading the final chapter of pink purple and royal blue…

So I was reading Tommyinnit's clinic for supervillains and accidently saw some very angsty siren art and started crying, but then I actually read it and Wilbur get's revived and the first thing I think is

"I went through the five stages of grief for no reason?

got tired of analyzing minecraft shit and made some self indulgent c!beeduo art

/r c!beeduo

Sbi au, in which Kristin is the queen, and Techno and Wilbur are her kids, but then Kristin dies, and Wilbur has to become king, but the pressure gets to him and he runs away and is found by Tommy and Phil, who are these random villagers who have no idea who Wilbur is, and take him in.

On the other hand, now Techno is King, and is trying to find Wilbur with the help of Ranboo, who is a knight-in-training, who has no idea what he's doing, but Techno likes him so its okay.

Oh, and Tubbo is Tommy's friend who knows who Wilbur is but won't tell anyone because Wilbur pleaded/ threatened him.

reminder that I also have the ability to pop off about beeduo occasionally

hih. i watched wall-e again <3

i often think about how we heard techno's voice really break when sam killed ranboo. it was in front of many people. i think that 'NO' was one of the most vulnerable heartbreaking moment from techno. /rp

YEAH.

and that's why i genuinely believe a lot of c!techno's actions during the saving michael/avenging ranboo stream weren't about techno and techno's beliefs but about honoring what c!ranboo meant to him.

the effect c!ranboo's death had on techno was so clear, so deep and devasting. and i think it's because he felt a sense of responsibility towards ranboo. with c!phil, he wants to keep him safe, he relies on phil, they have a very reciprocal relationship. but phil isn't his student.

there's a level of 'i failed' to what happened, especially when you consider that ranboo wasn't the one that was supposed to die: techno himself said that as the mentor, he was the one that was at risk. that cross they found on that island was supposed to be for him, not ranboo.

so techno's voice breaks in that moment, so techno vows to find his son, so techno apologizes to ranboo's husband and agrees to what he wants, so techno shelters his son, so techno looks at ranboo's ghost and says in the softest way, 'ranboo, you're wounded'

TOMMY KNOWS TOMMY KNOWS TOMMY KNOWS TOMMY KNOWS TOMMY TOMMY TOMMY KNOWS

Ranboo-hoo D:

new chapter tomorrow, i'm at the homestretch of editing and! as a bit of a treat you guys are getting two chapters :) i'll publish them within an hour or two of each other (depending on how nice i feel) around my evening time so- keep your eyes out for the usual one hour countdown 👀

Tbch we do NOT talk enough about Michael_B being a little piggy and going oink and snort and having a curly little tail. Let's discuss

Crime Boys Superhero AU, where Tommyinnit was a former child hero, mostly seen as a sidekick to Wilbur, now dead.

Wilbur had been killed by anti-hero Phil after rescuing people from a fire (at least, that's what they want you to think)

A lot of people want Tommy back on field, but without knowing his whereabouts, Tommy stays out of sight, and soon out of mind.

That is, until a new villain turns up. He's dressed like how Wilbur was, and there's a stab wound over his heart.

Most people think of him as simply making fun of the former #1 hero's death.

Tommy knows better.

the early lmanberg brainrot is real and it refuses to leave me

sometimes i forget that not everyone has been around for the dsmp as long as i have.

like i Vividly remember watching the stream of wilbur gathering tommy and tubbo to start a drug empire. i will never forget wilbur letting fundy join the crew on the condition that he yells “Fuck 12” in sapnap’s face (as sapnap had taken it upon himself to be the server police).

people talk about how niki or jack were at the revolution and i’m like *lights cigarette* “nah, those wippersnappers didn’t show up ‘til after our independence. niki’s citizenship was discussed as the walls were being constructed but she didn’t actually join until after the dust had settled and the war was done. they were fine citizens,” *chokes on smoke* “but they weren’t there for the fightin’,”

or someone will say that c!wilbur was a terrible president and i’m like

*slams caprisun* “aye, soot was a right bastard sometimes but he was our bastard. cowardly and brave that one, tongue like a silver viper. he wasn’t perfect but he got us our camarvan, our freedom, our walls. sapnap used to bust down the camarvan doors before we built up ‘em black and yellow beauties.” *obnoxious straw sipping noise as the caprisun is clearly empty but i’m stubborn* “the smp was a blazing furnace, but president soot made somewhere we could rest in the walls’ shade,”

It was in the Camarvan that Wilbur had held Fundy in his arms for the first time and whispered promises to the new-born, tear tracks fresh on his face.

It was in the Camarvan that Tommy had looked at him, with wide eyes and mouth agape, finally sinking in that this was Wilbur's son.

It was in the Camarvan that Tubbo learned how to tie diapers, until it had become ingrained in his brain. Tubbo would forget about it until later, when another child walked into his life.

It was here that Eret would ruffle his hair, talking fondly to him even when Fundy was sure he had done everything wrong.

It was in the Camarvan that Lmanberg and Fundy's childhood had started, and though Fundy's childhood had been mere months, it was with the Camarvan's destruction, that Fundy's childhood ended

Mentally hitting myself for not wishing Michael_Beloved a very happy birthday.

I just woke up to dream getting rejected, going dark and absolutely going feral on main