#ghostburrr

[lifetrader]

Alright, so you know how Dream is basically god in the SMP? I was thinking, hey, what if since he's god and not really human, if he has a human form and his true form is his icon? So whenever he's injured or out of energy he takes that form? POV you're a fox and your husband is god and he turns into like. a marshmallow.

jHKJASHFKJSDF OH I LOVE THAT..... OH MY GOD. FUCK. HOLD ON. FUCK I’M WRITING A THING. I’M SO. GOD DAMMIT. /lh

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“...Have you ever seen my true form?” Dream’s words cut the silence short, quickly grabbing Fundy’s interest. Had he? Sure, there had been the whole Dreamon situation, but he didn’t think that Dream’s form had changed much during that encounter. “I... Don’t think so?” Fundy hesitated on his words, before another brief silence fell upon the two. “Would you... Like to?” Dream sheepishly grinned. “Are you sure that’s alright?”

“Fundy, I wouldn’t be asking if it wasn’t alright, relax.” Dream pat his husband on the shoulder reassuringly, before taking a deep breath. “Alright, I’m going to change forms.” Thoughts raced through Fundy’s mind— What could Dream’s ‘true form’ look like? He was a god, right? What do gods typically look like? Would he be scary? Would he even change that much? As fast as his thoughts came in, they were cut off when Dream spoke again. “Okay, you can look now.”

Hesitating briefly, Fundy turned his gaze to look at his husband when... He saw a strange... White blob creature. “D— ....Dream?” He hesitantly asked, his eyebrows furrowing. “Yeah?” Dream responded, tilting his head. “...That’s your true form?” The fox had no idea what he was meant to think— It was kind of cute, sure, but this was nowhere near what he had expected. “Yeah, it is.” The blob creature nodded.

“...Dream, I love you, but what the fuck.”

[necr0mason]

I was working on this for awhile but with Philza’s recent stream it makes more sense

[universe-of-fangirls]

What if Ghostburr and Tubbo found Tommy’s destroyed camp first?

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Tubbo had been busy with his guardian farm project, as well as other projects around the server. But he had begun to worry when he didn’t see Ghostburr around. So when he saw the outline of Ghostburr floating through L’Manburg, he was concerned.

“Ghostburr! Where have you been? Everything okay?” Tubbo asked as Ghostburr turned to look at him. If he could get any paler, he would’ve. The sheer look of pain on Ghostburr’s face made Tubbo take a step back.

“I’ve been around, busy. I-I don’t know Tubbo. I’m going to need a lot of blue,” Ghostburr said, pulling the pigment from his pockets and beginning to fidget with it.

“What’s wrong Ghostburr?” Tubbo asked, wishing he could set a hand on his shoulder. He would’ve hugged him, but he already knew Ghostburr would float right through him.

“I... feel terrible about Tommy. I feel like it’s all my fault. I wish I had been there, to keep him company. He must’ve been so lonely,” The ghost said, wiping away transparent tears that dripped from his cheeks.

“I know, I feel horrible about Tommy too. But hopefully Dream will allow him back for Christmas. That’ll be fun! Right Ghostburr?” The boy gave a smile, trying to lift his spirits. “Hey, speaking of Tommy. My compass accidentally got blown up by a creeper, do you think you could make me another?”

Ghostburr just stared back at him, mouth wide and tears welling up in his transparent eyes. “I-I can’t, Tubbo. It’s all gone,” he managed, seeming to become more and more of an echo.

“What.. do you mean? What do you mean it’s all gone?” Tubbo asked, words beginning to drop off as he watched Ghostburr. “It’s not all gone- right?”

“Logstedshire...” Ghostburr began floating towards the portal as Tubbo followed, dumbfounded. Tubbo could barely feel his feet as he began to run, sprint through the hellish nether. He didn’t bother to wait for Ghostburr, hopping through the nether portal.

He stepped out of the portal to the sight of a broken one, obsidian broken off on one side. He turned to look at the rubble that used to be Logstedshire. The hole that used to be Ghostburr and Tommy’s home. The lack of the tent on top of the hill. The broken Christmas tree.

Tubbo’s gaze followed the tall tower of blocks upward. Far into the sky, built of dirt and wood. Tubbo couldn’t hear the words of Ghostburr as he could feel the pit in his stomach grow and twist.

“No... Tommy..” Tubbo gasped, feeling the tears pool in his own eyes as the realization came crumbling down upon him. He couldn’t help the tears that flowed.

All he could feel was the cold wind of Ghostburr’s form attempting to hug him, the grim reminder of cruel fate.

“I’m sorry, Tommy...”

[lifetrader]

HELP I POSTED EBOY DREAMWASTAKEN TM IN RANBOOS SERVER AND 4 PEOPLE REACTED WITH THE EYES EMOJI AND I WAS ON A 4 MINUTE COOL DOWN I DIDN'T MEAN TO SEND EBOY DREAM IM RUINED MY THIRD MESSAGE WAS EBOY DREAM MY ENTIRE CAREER IS OUT THE WINDOW IM CANCELLED

AHAHAHAHHA OH NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

[lifetrader]

what are your opinions on bbh having paw pads this is really important

LOVE IT....................

[lifetrader]

would you mind if i said hey mamms every time you make a post saying you're up

YO GO FOR IT >:)!!!

[nickel-nicnac]

So I decided to post again wow

So I drew Ghostburr

[tinysoybean]

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Our Story - Ghoustburr

Read Ghoustburr from the story Our Story by TinySoybean (Tinysoybean) with 0 reads. ghostburr, badboyhalo, marriage...

I just Uploaded a new chapter this time its GhostBurr and a bit of Fundy too!