bench trio post-smp has a very specific vibe 2 me like theyre soft and growing around their grief but their lingering grief makes its runs around their relationship too and its so so important to me... its messy and they get intense Emotionally and tommy will quietly make distance and hide to be able to breathe again and ranboo will dissociate for weeks at a time and wont remember fuck or shit abt those days and tubbo will snap and walk off to tinker with something or take it out on potatoes or something and they all get mad and grieve together and alone the loss of what little childhood they were allowed to the mortifying ordeal of growing up and never being able to go back. tommy wanders back into old habits and into a childish mental nature to explore what went wrong and no longer does he obsess over the wrongs of it all but rather sits and explores how to feel comfortable in his body and Self again and hopes to include his past in new comforts as well. tubbo looks for his future to heal and continues building himself further and further from what he lost and what responsibility was unfairly given to him and the stress of the past. the past he finds is better left to die like it wants to. ranboo does their best to linger in the present and nothing makes them more happy than finding little bits and pieces of present care of his housemates and child on tables that are frequently dusted, dishes clattering into the sink, blankets rustled around and laughter and proof of struggle and life in this place they reside in, even if they dont always remember why theyre here. they wander gardens tubbo determinedly tends to, carrying little michael along and finds tommy exploring the present too, and they sit and talk about their struggles and their joys and the now. tubbo walks up behind them and throws a sack of freshly harvested vegetables to the dirt and complains about hip and neck aches as he plops himself against ranboo, and he and tommy begin bickering back and forth on whether or not tubbo could be considered senile. michael chuffs along with their banter and tommy laughs. they have to be back at the house soon to finish cleaning before lunch, but for now, ranboo sighs the chilly air of their home and is happy to merely exist in the moment. they have their troubles and cant always handle being in the same space, but they always trail back to one another eventually, and they know, quietly, that they're all loved.
