13 Bookmarks by blanktabletops
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Sleep is unattainable.
He chases after it in vain night after night. But each time he catches it and holds on for longer than a few minutes, his own subconscious decides to rear its ugly head on him. His dreams don’t tend to be creative or eccentric. They aren’t anything that he doesn’t know already. They’re all the same recycled images and thoughts that plague his mind on a daily basis, only when he’s asleep they become a living nightmare.
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A collection of non-linear snippets taking place during Five's time working for the Commission.
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27 Jun 2022
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Of Tubbo S, family names, and an essay by stayyhope for ThatWeirdGuyInTheBushes
Fandoms: Dream SMP, Minecraft (Video Game)
22 May 2022
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“Write about one of the significant historical figures of Chapter 12: L’Manburg and What Came After. Include their titles, accomplishments, and their names.”
Due Today. 11:59 PM. Fuck.
OR: Of Tubbo S and his given names. As told by those who barely knew him.
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24 Jun 2022
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"I'm… never gonna be able to fill that hole in you," Ranboo breathes, and his eyes still watch the ocean, searching it like he's expecting something. A rescue party, maybe. Who's drowning? Tubbo wants to ask, and pretends he isn't watching himself thrash in the waves.
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There's a never-ending battle going on in Tubbo's head— luckily, he's got Ranboo to remind him he doesn't have to fight it alone.
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18 Jun 2022
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(n.) a nostalgic longing for something or someone that was loved and then lost, with the knowledge that it or they might never return; "the love that remains".
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“Do you ever think about how they’re just floating up there, looking bright and beautiful, and they never have to be bothered by problems down here?” Tubbo lifts a hand, angling it so a star sits just above his pointer finger. “People write songs about them, but they never have to suffer for it.”
Ranboo nods. He doesn’t look away from Tubbo’s face. “I guess so.”
“They’re safe. And loved. Stars are the only thing that can be both, I think.”
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29 Jan 2022
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The following story is an adaptation of the scripts of 4 streams intended for production on the Dream SMP. Due to all 4 scripts being written before Ranboo’s death it is best to take this story as being in it’s own timeline that is respective of the character of Wilbur Soot. The actors have signed off that the actions taken by the characters in this story are accurate and representative. It is up to audience interpretation which timeline is canon to the greater storyline. For all future lore based around Wilbur, this is canon.
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I built a friend (with three pieces of plastic and a pen) by rabiddog for Marcas
Fandoms: Minecraft (Video Game), Video Blogging RPF
25 Dec 2021
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"You're not stranded," Tommy repeated, "There's a town about 2 miles that way," He gestured off to the side, "So, there you go. Have fun walking."
Ranboo shook his head. "Wait- wait, hold on-"
"No holding. I found you a solution. You're welcome, now piss off."
"I'll die out there! I'll- I'll collapse from dehydration or heat exhaustion, or- or I'll be eaten alive by zombies!"
Tommy glared. "It's the end of the world, not a fuckin' zombie apocalypse, dick head."
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Tommy is not very appreciative of the lanky, obnoxious, shades-wearing, oxygen-stealing waste of space banging on his door at god knows what time. (He lets him in anyway, of course, though it seems that this time, he's bitten off a little more than he can chew.)
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- Part 76 of DSMP
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06 Jan 2022
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when the end comes around by tamajam
Fandoms: Dream SMP, Free Trial SMP, Minecraft (Video Game)
27 Dec 2021
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0:0:5:0:0
Five hours.
The number burns on the crumbling which marks the center of their sanctuary. Vines have grown over the screen’s surface in places, invading where bits of glass gave way to cracks and exposed wiring behind, but the number is still as clear as ever. Ranboo watches numbly as the seconds tick down.
Five hours.
He has five hours before the world as he knows it will come to an end.
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27 Dec 2021
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Michael likes the radiator. It edges into the little room with him, warm and crackly. It gets hotter at night, and when he leans his forehead up against it, he can feel it purr. It is the warmest thing he has, and it smells like burnt socks.
It sounds like Boo-dad humming to him, on the nights he has long teeth and his eyes get all purple. Michael misses his fathers. He wants T’bbo to sing to him and run a comb through his fine pinkish fur. He wants Boo to play dolls with him. He wants to eat an entire stack of pancakes with strawberry sauce.
Strange man comes to bring him breakfast. Golden carrots, his favorite. So this man must be nice. “Where Da?” he tries asking.
Nice Man goes stiff and drops the carrot he’s holding. He leaves without hugging the little piglin, or even patting his head. Michael shivers. He misses being touched and caressed and held. Boo always carries him around like he weighs nothing, tight and secure to his chest, and he feels like the most precious thing in the world.
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Michael has no idea what's going on. The Council looks after him.
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22 Dec 2021
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you'll be fine, you honeycomb (who could ever hurt you?) by motheyes
Fandoms: Video Blogging RPF, Minecraft (Video Game)
29 Apr 2021
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Ranboo cocks his head, otherwise unmoving. He's perfectly silent, not apologizing, not laughing, not anything. Tubbo squints at him, taking in his eyes and his slack expression, and he realizes, oh, shit. This isn't Ranboo.
He remembers Ranboo telling him about this, in the vaguest terms possible. Something about sleepwalking, and doing things without remembering them.
He also remembers Ranboo telling him to run if he ever approached Tubbo while sleepwalking.
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07 Nov 2021
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"Hey, Ranboo?" Tubbo asks, breaking him from his thoughts.
"Hm?"
"What kind of cake do you think we'll want?"
"I- Sorry, what?"
"What kind of cake are you thinking? I like ice cream cake quite a lot, but I don't know if that's-"
"Cake... For what?"
Tubbo's expression softens, and he pulls his legs up onto the counter to sit criss cross, still not quite eye level with Ranboo. "For our wedding, big man."
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Or: After several months of relative peace on the Dream SMP, Tubbo and Ranboo finally feel secure enough to plan a real, proper wedding. It turns out that wedding planning may be a bit harder than they thought.
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29 Oct 2021
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piano keys and creaking floors by astronina for codesandstuffs
Fandoms: Dream SMP, Minecraft (Video Game)
08 Sep 2021
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Tubbo had been in that particular corner of the mansion a hundred more times than he’d like to admit, and a thousand more times than anyone knew. He’d sit down on the piano stool and he’d touch the keys, never daring to press down.
To have this again was too much. More than once Ranboo had offered to take the piano away, to give it to someone else, to get rid of it, but his husband’s answers were always unsure so the instrument stayed. Suspiciously, it never collected any dust.
(Honestly, Tubbo never let it. Hearing any of the notes hurt so he let his hands fly and dance above the keys and let his feet move into the pedals, never actually touching the piano, and closed his eyes tight enough to pretend he was back in L’Manburg, and Wilbur was playing the guitar, and Tommy was yelling with joy, and Fundy was smiling, and Niki was laughing, and Eret was tapping his foot.)
OR; Tubbo reflects on his history with music and tries to regain the courage he needs to play some again.
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22 Oct 2021
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the seasons are changing, young man by MarvelDreamer
Fandoms: Minecraft (Video Game), DreamSMP
30 Jul 2021
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Purpled was bleeding out in an alleyway when he heard the voice. A high-pitched voice that got on his nerves and made him wish that the blood would flow just a little bit faster.
Alas, the annoying gold guardian angel refused to let him die.
(Or, Purpled has no patience left, and Foolish is in denial that his fridge needs more than a block of cheese in it.)
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- Part 32 of The Sadness of Soldiers (Oneshots)
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31 Jul 2021
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banger fic banger fic :]
purpled and foolish get a sibling arc and its AMAZING -
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Two weary children enjoy fleeting moments of safety in an empty building in an almost empty city.