Clingyduoangst Stories

TW: N3g13ct, @bus3, @1ch0h@1 / drvg2, Rvnn!ng @w@y, @tt3mpt3d Su!c!d3 𝘔𝘦𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘱𝘩𝘰𝘣𝘪𝘢: 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦. And Tommy had a pretty good reason for having it. All his life, nothing ever stayed the same; Nothing ever just stopped for a moment. If Life wouldn't stop for Tommy, maybe it was time Tommy stopped his own life.

art by @potatojit on Twitter btw. I don't do art- -- "Why can't you just leave me be?!" Tommy yelled. Tears pricked at Tubbo's eyes as he watched his best friend? Leave without another word. -- Or a golden Duo book with some angsttt bcuz I'm feeling bored and I don't wanna update any books cuz... I got no thoughts- read to find out what happens next

Tommy stared down at the piece of paper in his hands. If this would be the last thing he ever said to Mr. President, then he wanted to make it count. Heat bubbled around him, making his clothes stick to his skin. Closing his eyes and taking a breath, he put his quill to the paper. "Dear Mr. President, How have you been? I've been kinda lonely. The days here go by so slowly..." __________ Tubbo sat at his wooden desk, filing through his papers. He sighed, laying his head on his hands. Being President was hard. Then his eyes caught the parchment that he'd left out earlier. For his letter. Maybe... if Tommy wouldn't see him, maybe he'd read his letter? Slowly he grabbed his quill again, and taking a breath he pressed it to the paper. "I miss you. The memories of us when we were younger keep coming back. I want to come tell you, but I'm sure you're alright..." ___________ Or Tommy is in exile, and Tubbo is in L'manburg and they each write a letter. For very different reasons. This is based off my interpretation of the songs Letter to Mr. President by Kanaya and Letter to a Dead Friend by Precious Jewel Amor.

Just a small story I wrote for a writing competition! It's exactly what the title says, Tubbos limbo :)

"The eyes are the window to the soul" people always said and for tommy, this was true. His bright eyes perfectly reflected his pure, innocent soul. His child like nature. But over time his beautiful cyan eyes slowly started fading to a murky grey colour. Showing anyone who dared come near the boy, how his soul was now dead and broken ART IS BY WADDIE!! tw: slight mention of su1c1d3 PLEASE BE CAREFUL!

𝚃𝚞𝚋𝚋𝚘 𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐.....𝚁𝚊𝚗𝚋𝚘𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙼𝚒𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚎𝚕 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚛𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖......𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚌𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖? ⚠︎𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄⚠︎

|| A TOMMY/CLINGYDUO BASED FANFIC!! || Tommy stared down at the dead body that lay before him, his eyes wide as he noticed who it was. He felt a warm tear drip down his cheek as he looked down at the pink haired boy; his older brother. "T-techno?.." 13+ FOR MATURE REASONS

what if dream manipulated tubbo to think Tommy was his enemy and dream was his friend? (this is for entertainment purposes only!!!!) (TW:MANIPULATION,SUICIDE MENTIONS,OBSESSION)