TWs:
- Death.
- Hurt/no comfort.
- War.
- Explosions.
- Cuss words.
- Blood.
- Coughing up blood.
CLARIFICATION: NOT SHIPPING TOMMY AND TUBBO, THEY ARE MINORS AND ARE UNCOMFY WITH IT.
SPOILERS (?)
Tommy's POV:
A few explosions and everything was over. Everything we worked on, everything we worked together to get. Was gone, and so was my best friend.
All because of some stupid election.
I stood in shock, along with many others. As the nation and the innocent boy we fought for and protected, were both destroyed before our very eyes.
And only within a few seconds, years of work was just... Gone.
"T-Tubbo..." I muttered, everyone was so surprised and shocked.
And if I was being honest.
Everything had gone to shit, and I had a feeling it would stay that way for a very long while. Oh, sorry. Allow me to take you to the start of this.
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Today was the day, Wilbur was going to blow it all up if it didn't go our way. Right? I mean, maybe Wil was joking, maybe he would change his mind with enough convincing.
"Tommy, if I can't have L'Manberg, nobody can."
Those were the words that stuck in my head as we waited on top of the building, watching the speech.
Meanwhile, Tubbo was attempting to talk Wil out of it, Schlatt was giving his speech, I hated Schlatt... But, I mean, what if we were wrong? My heart throbbed as Tubbo finally sighed, we would wait for him to give his part at the speech. Schlatt had allowed him to say a few words, but...
Tubbo stopped talking to Wil and glanced at me, giving a soft smile.
"See ya when the war's over, Tommy." He spun on his heels and began to walk away, but I grabbed his arm and he faced me, a look of curiosity plastered onto his face.
"Be safe, Tubbo." I said gently, sighing.
He smiled at me again, a few minutes later. He was upon the stage as Wilbur and I anxiously waited for the code word, were we doing the right thing? I sighed, glancing at the deadset determination on Wilbur's face.
There was no going back, and we both knew it.
"Wil?" I asked in a rather hushed voice, I heard the microphone boom but I didn't care what Schlatt had to say, neither did Wil, honestly.
He quickly glanced at me, "Hm?" he tilted his head a little.
"Are we doing the right thing..?" I asked, swallowing the lump in my throat nervously.
The brunette sighed, "Honestly, Tommy- I'm not sure, but there's no going back now. You and I both know that very well."
I sighed and nodded in defeat, but then, I heard Schlatt say something about Tubbo. So I started paying attention a little more, Wil did, too.
"I think I'll put big man Tubbo, my right hand man, my uh.. Protege up on the mic-- And he'll spit some bars!" Schlatt chuckled and grinned, walking out of frame like the cocky piece of shit he is, and Tubbo walked up to the microphone.
Smiling and saying something about lettuce and bugs, I will admit it was hard to pay attention due to the anxious feeling deep within me, my heart was throbbing and I was sweating.
I wasn't sure but I think Wil was too, haha.
Then Schlatt started chuckling, again.
"W-What's wrong, Schlatt?" Tubbo asked gently, "What's up, Schlatt?" he repeated, obviously nervous.
"You got anything else in the speech, big guy?" Schlatt asked with a devilish smile.
"U-uH no, that's it,--yeah!" Tubbo replied, his voice wavering almost.
"Are you done with the speech?" Schlatt asked with more seriousness.
"Yeah! I'm done with the speech." Tubbo replied with a rather bubbly tone that was ever so gently laced with anxiety.
Schlatt started whispering something to Quackity, they both quickly scattered around and Quackity pressed a button. A cage suddenly enveloped Tubbo, my eyes widened.
"H-He'll be okay, right?" I asked gently, turning to Wil.
Wilbur nodded, he seemed like a cat ready to pounce on its prey at any second.
"Schlatt what are you--" Tubbo got cut off by the bastard himself,
"Tubbo, I'll cut to the fucking chase, alright?" Schlatt interrupted with much aggression, "Alright, Tubbo. I know what you've been up to..." He said, looking scary as shit at the moment.
"W-What are you talking about? What have I been up to?" Tubbo asked, stuttering with fear.
Schlatt laughed, almost rolling as he turned to the crowd full of confused expressions. " 'What have I been up to?' he says, WHAT HAVE I BEEN UP TO?" He said, with quite a bit of high volume, and cackling afterward. "You've been CONSPIRING,-" Schlatt got kinda cut off by Tubbo.
"I'm actually kinda trapped in here, Schlatt-"
"With the idiots, with the TYRANTS!- That WE kicked out of this country! That we kicked out of our HOME!" He wheezed before laughing and smiling. "That we kicked out of THIS great country!" he chuckled again, but soon it turned to a cackle.
"Do you know what happens to uh, to traitors, Tubbo?"
"Nnno?" Tubbo gulped, he was scared, Schlatt was acting psychotic.
"Nothing good," Schlatt said with his voice booming.
"Hey Technoblade you uh-- Wanna come up here for a second?" Schlatt asked, more like threatened or demanded.
Technoblade headed upstage, chuckling nervously.
"What's uh... What's going on here?" he asked.
Schlatt smiled, he was so fucking terrifying. "Tubbo, as the enemy of the state, and the perpetrator... To these awful awful people..."
I sighed with relief, "I-It's fine, Techno's on our side.." I said to Wil.
"Please, if you would-- If you would be so kind." Schlatt started.
Technoblade chuckled nervously again, "Eh.. Uh... What are you asking Schlatt?"
"Technoblade we're running on a tight schedule here so if you could just uh..." He trailed off for a second,
"W-What do you want out of me, Mr. President?" Technoblade asked, I could no longer tell if Techno was nervous or psychotic, or a bit of both.
"Oh I mean- I mean... I need you to take him out." Schlatt said, "You're not gonna take him out to dinner, bro, you're going to KILL him!" Schlatt chuckled softly, slowly turning into a wheeze of an old man.
"Ohhh, ahhh... Now I get it." Technoblade said, not shifting his position at all.
"MURDER HIM RIGHT NOW, ON THIS FUCKING STAGE!" Schlatt shouted, his voice boomed across all of Manberg...
"I'm loading.. I'm loading..." Technoblade said as if his brain hadn't clicked the pieces yet.
"So, are you gonna do it?" Schlatt asked, his impatience becoming more visible by each intoxicated second.
"T-Technoblade..!" Tubbo said, panicked. He scrambled around in the cage a bit.
"He can kill Schlatt, he can kill him!" I quickly said to Wilbur through a walkie talkie, having hope.
I quietly urged Techno on, smiling. "Do it, Techno. Kill him..!"
Technoblade sighed, pulling out his crossbow with fireworks attached to it.
"T-Tubbo, I'm sorry. I'll make it as painless-"
Tubbo let out a whimper. "Yeah..?"
"- And colorful as possible.." Techno finished. Schlatt laughed, again. Psychotic bastard...
"Tubbo-" Techno sighed again.
"What the hell?" Tubbo muttered, shaking with fear, taking in his last breath, appreciating the nature around him for possibly the last time ever.
"Tubbo I'm sorry, I'm being subjected to mild amounts of pressure, Tubbo-" Techno said, glancing all around him.
Schlatt was screaming for Techno to shoot,
Techno made a sort of pained scream, but quieter and shot it at Tubbo, the first one. "No.." I muttered with shock. Screams filled the air, Wil was headed off to the button already. The firework hit Tubbo, Schlatt, and Quackity.
"TUBBO!" I shouted, and ran over to the stage, climbing up the wall and shoving Techno off, I held Tubbo in my arms. "T-Tubbo..?" my eyes widened with fear,
Tubbo smiled, even though he was bloody, scared, and in pain.Tubbo coughed and smiled at me, "W-Wilbur told me to stay strong, and that Techno was on o-our side.." He coughed up a bit of blood, and suddenly he started tearing up. "I-I'm dying, aren't I..?" he asked, letting out a choked sob.
"I-It's okay, Tubbo." I felt the hot tears streaming down my face, "It'll b-be okay.." I held Tubbo close, knowing this would be the last moment I ever had with him, "Fuck, I love you so much, Tubbo.. I-I don't wanna lose you-" he just hugged the shorter boy,
"T-Tommy,-" Tubbo coughed up a hot, crimson liquid onto my shoulder. "I thought he wouldn't hurt me.." I felt him go limp in my arms and just kept hugging him, sobbing over the loss of my best friend.. I screamed in pure agony, I couldn't get up. I couldn't leave him, he was my best friend and now he was gone.
"TUBBO!" I screamed, sobbing, not caring about anything else in the entire world.
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"I thought he wouldn't hurt me."
Those are the words that would now forever stick out inside of my head, the last words he ever spoke.
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WC: 1466
This was made for a friend, so, come get yo juice girl
Also excuse if I got anything wrong lolol I dont have the best memory, anyways, thanks for reading ^^
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MCYT Angst oneshots / (NO SHIPPING)
Fanfiction!!COVER/ART ISNT MINE!! THIS WILL HAVE A LOT OF TWS!! Mostly Tommy and Tubbo angst but yeah TWs: - Vomit - Death - Hurt/no comfort - Sadness - Over stimulation - Panic attacks - PTSD - Manipulation (I'm not sure what else but there's probably more)
