Mcyt Agere stories ((mostly tubbo)) ((sfw!!))

Little:Tubbo || cg: wilbur || beautiful boy

name Is inspired by the song beautiful boy (darling boy) by John Lennon

Tw: Wilbur, autistic little, panic attack, hitting self, autistic meltdown, gender dysphoria, bad thoughts, triggered little, crying, just a sad little Tubbo :( ((but dw!! Tubbo gets so much love and affirmation when Wilbur finds out)) 

Also, sorry 4 the inconsistent writing style and format, I'm still figuring it out ^^

Also yes this is a projection 😒

yikes this did not age well. Gonna keep it up because my tumbler voted on it tho

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Tubbo had always been different

he didn't understand why or how though, he dressed somewhat normal, was nice, liked things, was funny, you know, the normal stuff!

Well, actually..

He dressed childishly, not as a mature adult would. he was overly nice, almost naïve, he obsessed over things, and didn't even try to be funny, people just loved to laugh when he spoke even though he had no idea why. but he was okay with being different, he loved obsessing over things and making people laugh.

but there was this one part he couldn't stand, his body.

it wasn't right, it wasn't broken but it wasn't his either, it was a girl body with the girl bits.

not like he had anything against girls, but he wasn't one, and he had no idea why everyone thought he was one. He was even wondering this now, looking at himself in the mirror.

Tubbo stood in his binder in front of his 34 inch standing mirror he has been getting ready because they were all supposed to leave for their trip today. Supposed to go somewhere  fun because they were all worried for the short brunette, but he couldn't even be happy on the happy trip. 

 He looked drained, a husk even. He always looked like this when he got lost in thoughts of his body. But sometimes it was just so much, too much. The school rumors had been cruel lately, his job even crueler. He didn't understand why everyone else made it all look so easy

his chest felt heavy with sorrow as salty tears ran down his cheeks. He wiped them quickly when there was a knock at the wooden door to his bedroom

Crap. Wilbur- or maybe Ranboo? probably Tommy actually.. 

he made a surprised squeak, quickly feeling himself regress. he sniffed and curled in on himself, knees to his chest and his chin on his knees. he continued to stare at himself, now also feeling bad for ruining their day. he was too caught up in the body he didn't claim to see a tall and lanky man. Wilbur.

he started to cry even more as his face scrunched up and he clawed at his binder.

'nooo... Nooo..' he whined, it almost seemed like a plea or a prayer

he wanted to be a boy, a real boy!! wilby and Tommy and boo and dadza and techie probably just see him as little girl. he was little, maybe.. but not a girl!!

At this point, he was shaking and breathing so heavily that it scared him when the tall man touched his shoulder

'look, look here Tubbo. what's up Toby? What's wrong ?'

his boy name and the use of masculine terms made him bawl even more, latching onto Wilbur like a koala.

'Why can't I? why!'

The now regressed boy cried,

'why girl!' He said as he angrily pointed at the mirror

"What girl, sweetheart? I only see us? wilby and tubee'

'yous confoosed.' Tubbo said numbly as he got comfortable in Wilbur's arms and lap.

'i lie. not boy. M' sowwy.. I wish. '

Wilbur's brown eyebrows furrowed in a sad expression.

' what do you mean little one? You're my sweet baby boy! my little Tubbee!'

Wilbur said before he kissed the young minded ones nose. 

' ruined trip..' he sighed 

'Oh baby, you didn't ruin the trip by being a little sad, it hasn't even started. if you don't want to go it's okay, but we can still go if you're up to it! The others are down in the car, they'd love to see you.'

Wilbur's voice sounded sincere and laced with love.

'Toms is small too, so he'd love to have a playmate'

This made tubbo sob. he started to sob loudly.

the reason he was more upset now was because he felt that he was taking Wilbur from tommy because tommy preferred Wilbur when little, even though Wilbur was fine too.

'shelfish! 'M shelfish!'

Wilbur reassured the wailing boy as he cried for around five minutes until the brunette started to calm down to just sniffling 

'you okay? here baby,' he brushed the little ones soaked bangs with a brush from the floor before standing up and bouncing tubbo gently in his arms.

he packed the boys things in case he wanted to go

'if you don't want to go it's okay baby. I'll stay home with you bubs.'

tubbo thought for a moment but shook his head quickly. He wanted to have the fun trip

'awe I'm glad to hear that bee, do you need to potty?'

tubbo shook his head so Wilbur got tubbos suitcase, bringing it down to the car before tying the boys shoes and setting him in his seat, buckling him up. 

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