#tommy and tubbo

Tommy: I have a plan!

Tubbo: Does it involve us getting into trouble?

Tommy: I said I have a plan, not a miracle

Tubbo: My friend Ranboo wants to become a doctor when he grows up so he can help sick kids.

Tubbo: My friend Tommy wants to be a porcupine so he can stab people with his butt.

Golden Boy (Tubbo’s Theme) has been released! Go check it out if you are interested :))

MORE MEET UP DRAWINGS

she put up with my obnoxious ass for like an hour while we played minecraft,, that’s how i know she’s good,,, is when i say i’m gonna blow shit up in minecraft and she just goes along with it,, n e ways we built a bench like tommy and tubbo and i made my basement floor crafting tables and it was very fun and chaotic and i loved it,,

haii im doing a draw this in your style to celebrate hitting 1k on insta!!! theres no rules or deadline, feel free to change up the character design as much as u wish, just have fun :] if you do it please @ me in the post and tag it with #anticatDTIYS !!

a few pixel sprite gifs i made of the boys

origins smp tubbo n tommy

Can’t we just return to simpler times?

He promised…

Summery: Tubbo tries to understand his best friend is gone…

!TW! Character death !TW!

600+ words

Art credit to Unknown, I’m sorry I couldn’t find the original if anyone knows please put it in the comments!!!

Tubbos’s POV

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I-i didn’t think it would hurt this much. I know he’s gone, but it still feels like he’s here. It feels like it was only an hour ago we were playing around at the drug van with Wilbur, Fundy, and Eret.

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3rd POV

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They gaze with empathy as he walks down the path, arms saying at his side, red eyes from crying, and hair sticking out in all directions like a pin cushion. He goes to the bench, the one they used to share. Now only his grave is there to keep the little ram company. He settles down there doing nothing. Clutching a single disk, Cat, the disc despite being scorched, still worked despite being charred with the rest of his stuff. The other disk is long gone, burnt to a crisp.

Puffy, after staring at the boy sitting there not moving for 10 minutes, walks toward him.

“Hey, Tubbo how ’re you holdin’ up Bud.” She says putting a hand on his back, rubbing it in small circles.

He doesn’t reply, rather he proceeds to stare at the dirt. Puffy lets out a sigh, “You need to talk to someone bud, everyone is concerned. We know you miss him but-” Before Puffy can even complete her sentence. Tubbo stands up, snatches the disk, and walks away. Everyone sees him stride away, anger clear on his face.

With a sigh, Puffy puts her head in her hands. Bad walking up next to her reassuring her it isn’t her fault.

“It’s not your fault, no one has been able to talk to him. Not even Ranboo.”

“I just hope he is ok,” Puffy replies.

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Tubbo’s POV

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I started walking home after Puffy tried to talk to me. I shouldn’t have been rude to her. My head is buzzing, heh, Tommy used to always call me bee boy, no wonder.

I smiled remembering the good old days. I wish there was a way to know you’re in the good old days before you’ve actually left them.

I make it home, I can hear Michael running around upstairs. When I look up I see Ranboo in front of me, startled, I take a step back.

“Oh, I’m so sorry! Did I scare you!” Ranboo says with concern, stepping forward cautiously.

“I’m fine,” I say, apprehensively. Casting my eyes on the floor I take a step around him. Ranboo, seeing my eyes, grabs my arm.

“Are you ok?” He says, worry evident in his voice. Finally making eye contact, my eyes welling up. A sob works its way up my throat, a choked sob finally comes out, as I clutch onto Ranboo’s signature suit. His arms wrap around me, while his head lays on the top of my head. I cry into his suit while Ranboo comforts me. When I finally catch my breath I ask him, “Why did he have to go, he said he would be back.” I say remembering back to what he said before he left. ‘Hey, it’s gonna be alright okay. I’m gonna see you so soon, I promise.’

“He promised me…” I cry, falling onto the floor. Ranboo came with me hugging me, and smaller hands hugged me. I look over to see Michael, hugging me with worried eyes.

“Why is Dad sad?” I hear him ask Ranboo.

“He just lost someone very close to him,”

“Did he lose his chicken?”

I pause and look at Michael. I started laughing knowing how much Tommy would have hated being compared with a chicken. Ranboo looks at me and starts laughing as well. Soon the three of us were all sitting on the floor laughing, tears still streaked down my face but for a different reason.

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Third POV

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As the three laughs, a transparent figure looks on at them. Chuckling at their happiness. Ultimately being able to rest understanding that his friends were safe.

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Thank you for reading, the requests as always are open, and I hope you enjoyed it!!! <3

Tubbo with Tommy’s scarf

Wish you were here

Big mans out on the town

The family dynamic they give off I can’t :) I love them

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These are literally the same picture lol. This needs to be turned into a meme format

Soft ghostbur because i can ✨

Blockmen in pretty dresses and others!!!

“just open your present Tommy.”

I MEANT FOR THIS COMIC TO BE SO MUCH MORE CHAOTIC BUT IT JUST TURNED OUT FUCKING CUTE HSHSHSHAH