#tbott

Jax vs Glisten vs Angel dust

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part two of tbott shorts! this one is disgustingly cheesy and fluffy so there’s your warning for that!

sleepy bois x reader au

word count: 700+

warnings: none

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Y/n isn’t usually one to freeze up or get embarrassed with Techno. How could she? She’s seen every side of him there is and vise versa. The only catch to that is because that was how it was when they were young.

Techno matured gracefully. If y/n were to be completely honest, and slightly biased, she would say he resembles a greek god. He’s muscular, but not overbearingly in any way. He doesn’t even work at it. He just is. His face is about as chiseled as the rest of him as well, sharp jaw and all. She now drools over him the way he drooled over her when they were teens. It’s endearing.

Techno finds it adorable. He thinks it’s cute the way she stares when he’s tying up his hair or the way she gets nervous when he’s even slightly undressed. Personally, he likes that he can make her nervous.

This all comes into play on one fateful day. The day techno was called by Bo to help move some furniture into his new place. Techno spent the whole day moving couches and bed frames and boxes from cars to the apartment. It was very tiring. Not to mention it was a hot day out. So the amount of sweat he was drenched in was understandable.

Techno managed to keep his clothes on around the others, wanting to be modest. As a gentleman should. But all gentlemanly things go out the window once he's in his own home. This is why as soon as he got through the front door his arms crossed near his abdomen and he pulled off his t-shirt.

Poor y/n, sitting on their couch, was a victim to his bare chest without consenting. Not that she minded. He knew she didn’t obviously.

y/n was just about as shocked as she could’ve been. She’d been sitting on the couch relaxing with bonk waiting for techno to get home. She was calm. Was.

y/n watched as Techno passed by the couch on the way to the kitchen, tying his shoulder-length pink hair into a bun on the way.

Techno was well aware of what he was doing. He was glimmering in sweat, pants low on his hips, with his hair completely up.

y/n watched as he got some water. Chiseled jaw and all.

y/n was practically drooling at this point. It was inflating the shit out of Techno’s ego too.

“Gonna say hello? Or are you just going to keep staring?” he teased. y/ns eyes seemed to impossibly get wider. Hed had his back turned to her while he said this too, perfectly hiding the grin on his face.

“Hello,” she mumbled.

Techno snorted a laugh and dropped his head to his chest, resting his hands out in front of him on the edge of the counter. y/n beamed.

Her soft little hello made his heart drop to his stomach.

Techno placed his glass by the sink and turned, leaning against the counter still but looking at y/n across the room.

“How was your day?” she asked, her voice soft.

Techno stared at her for a moment. Her cheeks were pink, the normal tones drowning in her blush. Shed nervously tucked her hair behind her ears, something he noticed she does when he compliments her.

He lulled his head to the side as he stared at her, “it was alright. Very tiring.”

Y/n hummed, finally smiling at him. He bit the inside of his cheek.

Making his way over to the couch, he stood in front of her. Once he was close enough he grasped her chin, tilting her face so she was looking at him fully.

“I don’t think I tell you enough how cute you are.”

Before y/n could bashfully respond, there was a child in the doorway of the open back door in the kitchen.

“y/n! I got the book you wanted from the tree- why are you naked?! Eugh!” Tommy screeched and covered his eyes.

“I’m not naked, Tommy!” Techno glared harshly.

“Whos naked?” Tubbo said making his way up to Tommy, “oh Jesus!” he copied Tommy in covering his eyes.

A/N: hello again! i hope you've recovered from last week's chapter's emotional rollercoaster alright. if you have, that also means you've made it to the final chapter of the bride on the train. once again - thank you so much for sticking with me and our very lovesick idiots, and thank you for all your kind feedback. it's been a pleasure to have you here, and i'm glad you've enjoyed the ride. now, i'll see you at the end of the chapter - this one's significantly less angsty, i promise. x The First Is The Last Is The First

Where she was going, what the hell she was doing, Ron didn't know. She wasn't looking at him – she just held on to his hand like her life depended on it as she dragged him down the asphalt road, almost floating in her white dress, further and further away from the church … and the further they went, the less he cared.

“Hermione –“

So what if she'd left, so what if she‘d broken his heart every day for five years – so what if she had a fiancé and most definitely lost her mind – she was here, miraculously by his side, clutching his hand as he jogged beside her. Her delicate bun was coming undone – he noticed because the frizzy strands that now stuck out oddly all around her head seemed strangely, and wonderfully, familiar.

She stumbled to a halt as they reached a crossroad and waited for a few small cars to rush past them, then kept running, across the street and down the next street, never stopping, never looking back.

“Hermione – Hermione –“

To hell with it all. She was here.

The sun was setting when they finally came to a halt at the station. Ron looked around – he and Harry had arrived here a mere twenty-four hours ago, and here he was, on that same old platform, and everything had changed.

Hermione let go of his hand.

“Hermione?”

She had turned her back on him, bending over, catching her breath. Passers-byers where staring at the both of them. Hermione kept brushing over her veil with her hands, as though trying to straighten it.

It was the sight of her veil that did it – the full realisation of what had just happened hit him, a horrible, dropping feeling somewhere in his stomach, and a hesitant, elated twinging a little up higher – that made him come to his senses again.

Oh God, the wedding. Oh God, Neil.

“Wh– Hermione, what the hell do you think you're doing?”

Hermione straightened her back, wiped her eyes on her knuckles, and turned around to face him.

“I love you”, she said weakly.

i really didnt know what to title this imsorry an i definatly forgot about this blurb for the longest time but here it is!! i made it extra longer than i wanted cause ifeltbadlol but heres some sumer cheesy tbott time

sleepy bois x reader au

warnings: none, just prepare for cringey cheese

word count: 1k

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Techno was quiet as he unlocked the front door to y/ns house, he tried to avoid the creaky floorboards he was familiar with too.

Bonk was quick to be weaving through his steps as he made his way to her room. He would have tripped if he wasn't so used to Bonk.

When he opened her door he only stared for a moment. The window next to y/n's bed was open, the early morning light pouring through to cascade over her mounds of blankets and pillows. He set the food down on the table in the middle of her room and sat on the edge of her bed.

He had a quick debate with himself before he chose to lay down beside her.

random obscure headcanons for the boys we all miss most- the tbott family.

warnings: pure family content. (there’s no tws)

word count: i don’t know i’m not even putting my auto caps on.

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dadza!

oh father phil, how we have missed you.

this man folds his socks.

drinks black coffee, but when wilburs making iced coffees and stuff, he always asks for one.

when techno was about 9 and said he wanted to learn how to ride a bike finally, phil was ecstatic. he was super excited but since techno is techno, he didn’t need phil’s help at all really. phil watched like a soccer mom while 9 year old techno taught himself how to ride a bike.

phil h a t e s mustard. tommy puts it in his burger when he’s not looking.

phil gets very worried when his kids get quiet. besides techno. but the other three- he gets reaalllll worried.

he once ate an entire apple, core and all, to prove a point to tommy. 4 year old tommy. he cried.

phil then acted pregnant for a week saying he was gonna have an apple baby. tommy hates apples now.

phil did feel bad after he realized what trauma he caused-

phil tries to give techno dating advice for y/n but techno always brings up the “but you’re single. and you’ve been single-“ every time. phil then mocks him like a child. techno finds it hilarious. (which is secretly why phil does it)

wil to the bur

he smokes cigarettes because they help him calm down, and he thinks the smell is actually nice.

he sleeps with like 8 blankets on his bed.

when he and techno where much younger, he used to sleep in technos bed with him. phil thought it was because techno had a nightmare or something but wilbur or techno never told him it was cause wilbur gets lonely at night.

wilbur = party animal

wilbur brought y/n to her first party, and it was bonkers. he has polaroids of them from that night that he keeps in his wallet.

wilbur takes tommy on “brother days” where they go on adventures and tommy picks where they go. wilburs favorite was when they played hide and seek in a target. he surprisingly didn’t loose tommy.

wilbur bakes when he’s stressed. that’s why tommy always has cookies in his school lunch bags.

when wilbur wanted to move out, y/n offered her house since no one really lives there but her parents still payed for it. and he was still close to home but with the independency he wanted. he didn’t take her up on it until a month after she offered.

wilbur doesn’t enjoy receiving gifts as much as he prefers to give.

wilbur got into a college near by, but tommy didn’t understand that it ment he would be staying home for school so he freaked. wilbur actually ended up spending the night in his room after explaining he wasn’t leaving his little bro.

wilbur did shit his pants in a park out of fear one time. he was 4. phil has a picture of him crying on the car ride home with no pants on and clean underwear. it’s in both their wallets.

satan spaw- tommy.

tommy had separation anxiety as a baby.

tommys favorite person is y/n because she’s the only mother ish figure he ever had growing up, and that resonated with him more than he could understand.

one time when tommy was about 8 he snuck over to y/n’s house because she wasn’t staying at theirs and he was scared something was gonna happen to her. he scared the shit out of her but she let him stay the night and brought him back early so phil wasn’t scared.

tommy bit a dog once.

tommy once tried to slap a bug out of tubbos hand and “accidentally” slapped him across the face. tubbo then ate an apple i front of him.

tommy cried.

tommys first girlfriends name was elle, she was a sweety. funnily enough tho, when she came over to hangout with tommy she met techno. apparently, she was quite fond of techno. the relationship was short.

tommy hates lady bugs.

tommy had velcro shoes till he was 10.

when tommy got much much older, he gave y/n a similar ring to the one he swallowed as a christmas present. she cried, which made him cry, and then phil cried, and then techno and wilbur laughed at them all.

tommy actually gave y/n a mother’s day card as a joke when he was like 17 but y/n cried and he gave her a big hug and she told him how proud of him she was and how lucky she felt to be a very loose version of a mom/big sister to him.

pink hair boy

y/n once told him he smelled bad and he didn’t talk to her for 48 hours.

techno and y/n started staying at her house once phil allowed them when they turned 18 and techno loved bonk (y/ns cat)

him and the cat were besties. bonk would sit on his shoulders.

techno holds y/ns pinky sometimes when he’s doing something but wants to sorta hold her hand.

techno likes to help y/n pick outfits, not in a controlling you can’t wear this cause to much skin, he just likes to make her try on a bunch of things.

techno had 3 favorite hoodies, one is one of phil’s old ones, one is from will, and the last he bought himself but tommy wears it often.

techno bakes with wilbur late at night sometimes.

technos fondest memory as a child was when y/n made him a book. it was a story about a rabbit, and he still has it on his bookcase.

after will graduated college and moved out of y/ns house and the sleepy house fully and got his own, techno and y/n actually moved in to her house.

they decorated it, and even painted it new. y/n was really greatful he let her stay in her childhood home.

but techno didn’t tell her it was because he was scared of moving away from tommy, and the treehouse too. he never wanted to not be able to have moments with her in the treehouse.

i saw this just before i fell asleep so i’m gonna do it now before i forget cause i love this

tbott philza headcanons

y/n an phil:)

since y/n was little phil started trying to pick up on little things he could know and remember. fav color, fav food etc.

phil loved to give her her favorite things because he decided he loved the way her face lit up and she got all excited. every. time.

when y/n was young her parents actually made an effort to drop her off at phil’s so he knew when they were gone and when she would need him, which he appreciated. he liked knowing he got to set up the spare bedroom next to technos only to have them sleep out in the treehouse.

another thing he loved, was having her on his shoulders. he loved to pick her up and set her up there whenever they were out and about. it kept her from running off or around and she loved it. it was a win win. techno and her actually got piggy back rides from this one phil thinks, they do that often recently when y/n’s tired and they’ve been walking for a while or something.

before tommy was around, he babied her like crazy. he never got a daughter and (practically) having one was super exciting for phil. he got to buy girl clothes and he always bought her art supplies. which is one reason y/n still loves art to this day, and why phil always asks her if she’s working on something.

when y/n started to get a bit older, around the pre teens is when her parents started to feel alright leaving her home alone. phil hated it. he hated knowing she was sleeping in that house all by herself with no one else around.

one year when she was ten, tommy still wasn’t born, y/n had to stay home alone overnight for the first time. she didn’t eat dinner cause she didn’t know how to use the oven so she had a piece of toast for snack and went to bed as if everything were fine.

phil on the other hand was tweakin. mans was freakin tf OUT. he was pacing and he couldn’t sit down and he was jittery as hell. once techno and wilbur fell asleep, he immediately went over to check on her and actually ended up falling asleep on the couch in her living room. he woke up to her giving him a hug.

the first time y/n got in trouble at school her parents were away (surprise) so phil was the first to get a call from the school.

he was shell shocked while listening to the phone. after he was told to please come to the school, he scooped up lil tommy and they were on there way. once in the office, he saw techno sat next to a seemingly fine y/n. why techno was there he had no idea because techno wasn’t involved from what he heard.

“she called a teacher a cunt, and then threw a book at him moments later.”

phil looked to his kids who both nodded. he snorted a laugh, “why y/n?” he tried not to laugh for the sake of the principal but he knew y/n wouldnt have done it without reason.

“he was going on about stereotypes he agreed with and we got to the woman ones.” she said. techno did a snap point thing towards her still looking at his dad.

“and the book?” he was trying so hard to hide his grin AND ignore tommy as he was making gurgle screams trying to get towards y/n like always.

“he just wouldn’t shut up.” she shrugged.

phil looked towards the principal, “am i taking them home?”

the principal told him yes, “okay call my other one down i’ll just take them all home for the day. it’s almost over anyways” he looked to y/n with a small knowing smile. he would tell her why what she did was wrong later, and he would ask techno how he managed to get there with her because they didn’t even have that class together

phil: what does that even mean???

techno: he’s got a punchable face.

*tommy holding a bag of peas to his face*

anyway that series (and obviously the rest of your work) is amazing dhfhdjdj really one of my favorite series/fics ever :(((( /pos /gen

thanks! i’m gonna be honest i really forgot about tbott and i’m so surprised it’s been over a year since i started it and people are still finding it and loving it.