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[unfinished concept comic]

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Butterfly reign chapter 15 has stab me multiple times in the heart as i am a big crime boys enjoyers and seeing br!Wilbur like this makes me wants to both stomp on him and hug him and tell him he is loved but also smack him for being extremely selfish

Br!Wilbur </3 <3

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NOO I JUST MADE MYSELF SAD- ok ok—

I always loved the idea that Tommy and Tubbo comforted each other whenever fireworks/tnt go off due to the PTSD both have from it, like they’d sit together and play a music disc or something to distract themselves, etc etc

What if something happens now that they’re separated- though banned what if someone sets fireworks off in L’Manburg maybe for a celebration and they just forgot the rules? What if ghostbur or someone else visiting Tommy sets off tnt for some reason? They can’t really go to each other now

Tubbos first reaction is to hide, cower in fear and look around for any sense of danger, the memory of death takinbg over him as he feels suffocated, trapped, almost as if he’s in a box and can’t escape

Tommy’s first reaction is the fight, he’s scared of the damage that is done but whatever it is he wants to protect it, land like with L’Manburg blowing up, but in most cases his reaction is to find Tubbo and protect him

Explosions go off near his tent and Tommy wakes up startled, his mind already back to L’Manburg blowing up and the feeling to run away and find Tubbo is taking over. He throws the blanket off of him and gets up to find where the explosion came from despite his mind yelling at him not to. There, stands Ranboo, not knowing much of what happened, with tnt to clear out some land, he looks over at Tommy and smiles and waves at him but his hand and smile quickly drop when seeing Tommy’s angry and panicked face, Ranboo asks him what’s wrong, and Tommy is quick to compose himself as to not want to show a vulnerable state but manages to ask Ranboo to stop what he’s doing. He goes back into his tent heart pacing as he opens his Enderchest and pulls out his compass, he watches it move depending on the way he faces, a small sigh escapes him knowing Tubbo is alive and well. He lays back down holding the compass up so he can watch it, remembering Wilbur’s words, his Tubbo is safe and away from the explosions, and a person who he trusts is handling the tnt and stopped on his request. He rolls over placing the compass in front of him and watches it until he falls asleep again, dreaming of the a world where he and Tubbo sit on the bench with one of his disks playing in the background, as they watch the sun set together.

Fireworks go off in LManburg in celebration of the walls now broken down but Tubbo, instead of joining in on the festivities, is currently in his home scared. He’s backed into a corner of his room in the dark, he has no discs to block out the noise, and no Tommy to sit by his side. No one except his best friend understands how much it freaks him out. He feels like he’s suffocating, and sometimes he has to reach his hand out to remind himself he’s not trapped. He remembers the bright colorful lights much like the ones flashing through his window, and the searing pain in his chest as the explosion hits him, the coldness he felt as death washed over him for a good while until he respawned. With shaky hands he holds onto his compass, staring at his reflection in the glass as tears run down his face. He’s trying to picture Tommy’s face there instead, the compass is pointing away from the sound, towards Tommy and for some reason that comforts him more. Knowing his Tommy is at least away from it, somewhere safe, and that if he were there he would immediately go and stop the fireworks for the both of them. He manages to acknowledge his surroundings and grabs a blanket afrom his bed, wrapping it around his shoulders every firework makes him jump but he holds the compass close to his chest until the party is over and they stop going off. He’s too mentally and physically exhausted to move and he falls asleep against the corner, the compass in hand.

This is not in anyway a ship post, both are minors and uncomfortable with it, and frankly so am I

they’re platonic soulmates and I’ll die with that fact