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Final memories

Some art from watching yesterdays stream

A few other pictures from Tubbo's stream today :D

The height check was incredible actually. I mean, I did know how tall Ranboo is compared to Tubbo but DAMN! He's really one head (plus some more) taller than him.

In that second picture, Tubbo looks like Ranboo's younger sibling or something 😭. Like, not even just because of the height, but also his expression and the way it looks like he's (kind of) hiding behind Ranboo hahaha.

The head patting thing was adorable. I remember from a recent stream where Tubbo was like "You look fluffy" (referring to his hair, when Ranboo asked Tubbo to describe him) and today he got to touch it hahah. Ranboo's hair is so cool to be fair though.

Also, can we appreciate the studio?! Tubbo's dad is such a hard and fast worker, oh dear. He literally almost completed all of it in like a month or so? and it's so pretty! The LED lights are gorgeous and the big windows and glass doors provide so much natural lighting and make the room feel very open and fresh :).

ghostbur was doomed from the very start of his existence. he was created as the shadow of a man who ruined the lives of dozens. a man who’s descent into madness was the catalyst for so much pain. being made in the image of such a vile person, but genuinely wanting nothing more than to bring peace and laughter to a world filled with despair. he tried so hard to make reparations for the sins of his counterpart, but obviously no one was too keen on hearing him out. he wanted so desperately to reconnect with the people he loved with his whole being, but due to wilbur’s actions he was cast aside. his only true friend and confidant being a fucking sheep. all while his memory slowly deteriorates.

the icing on the shit cake that was ghostbur’s life is, of course, his death. he died trying to help bring tommy, the person he wanted to make right with the most, the peace he deserved. he wanted tommy to finally be free from the clutches dream had on him, and he died for it. he died for a plan that didn’t even work. he died for a plan that ended with tommy collecting even more heartache and trauma.

his fate is such a cruel one. he was left to rot in a purgatory that wasn’t even meant for him. he was never supposed to see that train station. that was supposed to be where wilbur was left to suffer, not him. he spend his short life just trying to make right for the world, and he never got that generosity back.

ghostbur was doomed from the very start of his existence. he was created as the shadow of a man who ruined the lives of dozens. a man who’s descent into madness was the catalyst for so much pain. being made in the image of such a vile person, but genuinely wanting nothing more than to bring peace and laughter to a world filled with despair. he tried so hard to make reparations for the sins of his counterpart, but obviously no one was too keen on hearing him out. he wanted so desperately to reconnect with the people he loved with his whole being, but due to wilbur’s actions he was cast aside. his only true friend and confidant being a fucking sheep. all while his memory slowly deteriorates.

the icing on the shit cake that was ghostbur’s life is, of course, his death. he died trying to help bring tommy, the person he wanted to make right with the most, the peace he deserved. he wanted tommy to finally be free from the clutches dream had on him, and he died for it. he died for a plan that didn’t even work. he died for a plan that ended with tommy collecting even more heartache and trauma.

his fate is such a cruel one. he was left to rot in a purgatory that wasn’t even meant for him. he was never supposed to see that train station. that was supposed to be where wilbur was left to suffer, not him. he spend his short life just trying to make right for the world, and he never got that generosity back.