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  1. Public Bookmark 15

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    This tiny, squishy, weak human has come to his castle for protection because he’s being hunted by the Church, and yet here he is telling Ranboo to - what? Place a value on those same superstitious beasts, who undoubtedly chased him from Lupu armed with fire and farming tools? How far away is Lupu anyway? Despite what has been done to him, Tubbo still has faith in the goodness of humans and values their lives; and yet he also worries that a bloody-mouthed monster, an unholy thing who died long ago and cannot remember when he last saw the sun, is lonely.

    Maybe Tubbo is right. Maybe humans have changed, if this one is so willing to look past such things.

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    Accused of witchcraft and pursued by the Church, Tubbo flees to the castle of the most feared man on Earth. Ranboo is confused as to why this loud little creature has all but stormed his front gates, but unfortunately he forms an attachment.

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    17 Jul 2021

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    author has a good idea but knkwing what flam told us ab castelnovania,,,,,,,,,,,ya nah spare urself the pain

  2. Public Bookmark 2

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    Ranboo clears his throat. The tip of his tail lashes once in warning. The Cattle is not to be addressed first, it says, Your Prince is to hold your attention. The Builder reeks of the Void. There should be no wall in communication.

    Despite that assumption, however, The Builder's brows furrow into a look of confusion. "Ranboo?" It asks, and stars, what Ranboo wouldn't give to never hear his name be dirtied by the mouth of the common again. "Your, uh- Your eyes are purple."

    "How insightful," Ranboo mutters, low and in Galactic. The Builder's eyes widen a fraction before narrowing down further than they had been before. Had it not been for the half-baked potion coating its hands and the bright blue striped pajamas under its robe, Ranboo thinks it could've made an intimidating figure.

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    Inspired by @ceo_of_ratz's AU on TikTok!! :)

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    17 Jul 2021

    Bookmarker's Notes

    lol dhmu this kinda slaps jus a lil. might make a comic for it,,maybe prolly not,,,,waaa

  3. Public Bookmark 36

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    Tubbo doesn't want to be here.

    He wants to be out with Tommy, doing some stupid errand for Wilbur or griefing someone's house or scamming someone out of a couple dozen diamonds.

    Tubbo wants to be on his couch, Michael in his lap, curled up in a blanket and sipping tea as they both listen to Ranboo read from a storybook. The nice one, the one where the knight saves the princess from the dragon, and that's the end, and there's no extra bullshit afterwards. No fireworks to the face or blown up countries or best friends getting murdered.

    ...That is to say, Tubbo would rather not be in this therapy office.

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    Tubbo somehow lets his friends talk him into going to therapy. He isn't enjoying it.

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    14 Jul 2021

    Bookmarker's Notes

    outlet fic waaaa

  4. Public Bookmark 87

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    “Are you Toby Underscore?” the officer repeats. Her companion’s face morphs into one of pity as he nods.

    “Tubbo,” he says. “I’m- I’m Tubbo. Is everything okay?”

    “I’m sorry, son,” the other officer says, voice gruff. “There’s been an accident.”

     

    or: Tubbo, on loss, grief, and recovery

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    07 Jul 2021

    Bookmarker's Notes

    tubs parents die. uses the number mh scale u used to use :o... v good when ur in the middle. posi mood prolly nah? but also if u read this while sad u Will do smth ull regret. its so good tho. absolutely rec this fic future toe omg

  5. Public Bookmark 87

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    “Are you Toby Underscore?” the officer repeats. Her companion’s face morphs into one of pity as he nods.

    “Tubbo,” he says. “I’m- I’m Tubbo. Is everything okay?”

    “I’m sorry, son,” the other officer says, voice gruff. “There’s been an accident.”

     

    or: Tubbo, on loss, grief, and recovery

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    07 Jul 2021

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    tubs parents die. uses the number mh scale u used to use :o... v good when ur in the middle. posi mood prolly nah? but also if u read this while sad u Will do smth ull regret. its so good tho. absolutely rec this fic future toe omg

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