Tubbo is a vigilante known as Apis, has been for the last three months. And now, under the guise of being a human, has finally gotten a job to help him and Ranboo pay rent. Bad news, that job happens to put him right next to his personal enemy, the hero known as Theseus. Aka, the same hero that's been sent to hunt him down. And to make matters worse, his employers happen to be Theseus's dad and brothers. What has his life come to? (Rated Mature for graphic depictions of violence)

Tommy and Tubbo live as royalty together, one's a prince and the other's his best friend, and their life is pretty much how they want it to be. This is until Tommy sees something in the woods outside the castle walls, and lets his adventurous side take hold as him and Tubbo venture into the dangerous unknown, maybe making a friend or two along the way. Cover art: @sevyek on Twitter It's not accurate to the AU, Ranboo doesn't wear a suit nor does Tubbo have horns, but obviously I couldn't find anything that matched this fic Started: November 20, 2021 Finished: February 16, 2022 1k reads - 1/8/22 2k reads- 3/10/22 3k reads - 5/2/22 4k reads - 6/8/22 5/6k reads- No clue

basically just what youd expect art creds to lovoviii on twitter

"𝙼𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚑𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚜, 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚙 𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚊 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢, 𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚗 𝚋𝚘𝚡 𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝚃𝚞𝚋𝚋𝚘'𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚙, 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝚎𝚗𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚘𝚏 . 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨. A𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗. " _____ What if Tommy wrote poems in exile? What if a year after his return they miraculously end up on Tubbo's doorstep? What if they're both forced to confront the past and fix what is broken? ______ Chapter quote is from Madeline Miller's The Song of Achiles. (And in this case, I mean it platonically.)

"Ich verspreche dir, ich werde zurück kommen" Er verspricht es, dachte George wehmütig. Er versprach solch eine Sache, gab George sein Wort für etwas, das er aufrechterhalten musste. Es war als würde er sagen, dass er ihm die Welt gab, zum Mond und zurück reiste. Es war als würde er sagen, dass es unmöglich war. Was, wenn er es nicht einhalten würde? Was, wenn er George mit schmerzendem Herzen zurücklassen würde, mit einem Raum, den kein anderer füllen konnte? Was, wenn er nicht zurückkam? "Du versprichst es?" Dass du zurück nach Hause zu mir kommst? Als ob er die unausgesprochenen Worte gehört hätte, sah Dream ihn an. "Ich verspreche. Du wirst nicht einmal bemerken, dass ich weg war, mein Schatz" George brachte ein nasses und gebrochenes Lachen bei dem kitschigen Spitznamen hervor. Dream ebenfalls, bevor er ihn zurück in die Umarmung zog. So blieben sie für eine Weile. Der Krieg konnte warten. "Ich verspreche dir, ich werde warten" ----- Spielt im zweiten Weltkrieg, enthält demnach auch Beschreibungen von Gewalt. Übersetzung der Fanfiction "Dear Dream," von Qekyo, auf ArchiveOfOurOwn, oder nessquickyo hier auf Wattpad.

Tommy stole from and started a fight in a record shop. Tubbo messed with homemade mini-nukes. Ranboo doesn't remember what he did, but it was bad. Three boys all end up at the same school for troubled teens. They all feel alone. That is until Ranboo loses a page of his diary on a bench in the school's courtyard and Tommy and Tubbo write back... Three troubled teens that just want to have fun, what could go wrong? I will include a TW at the start of each chapter ---------------------------------------------------- If anyone mentioned in the story is uncomfortable with it I will take it down immediately :) They will look like their minecraft characters.

It can't be that sad when you've been waiting worried sick for your platonic husband for the whole night and when he comes back home in the morning nothing is the same anymore, right?

A cute fluffy oneshot about c!Tubbo meeting the Enderwalk for the first time! As a first work of the year I decided to reject canon and rewrite/expand the short enderwalk scene from my previous oneshot (you don't need to read it to understand this one tho!) since it was something I wanted to do for quite a while now. This fic was supposed to come out on January 7th, 'cause this is when my one year anniversary of watching Ranboo is, but the fic came out way longer than I expected (making it my longest fic so far), so I couldn't finish it in one day :/ Possibly I'll add a second chapter with Ranboo's pov, but not ANY time soon. I'm really sorry for any errors, but I've worked on this for so long, I just want to publish it already :/

Just a bunch of sweet moments from the platonic husbands lives. ~~~~~~~~ I'm not sure if I like this one but since I actually finished it imma post it. A lot of fluff, slight angst, but if you blink you'll miss it. Also they/them pronouns for Ranboo 'cuz I was feeling fancy.

Phil had never seen shifters like these three kids. Where had the come from? Well it didn't matter as his twins had already taken a liking to them. And maybe he had as well. Or: Phil, Techno, and Wilbur are heros that spontaneously adopt the Bench Trio