just a bunch of incorrect quotes :) Edit: I've quit this fandom but read it if you want, it started as a joke and ended as one so don't take any of this super seriously lol 2024 edit - Please be careful reading this, it was made two years ago and some things have changed since then. Yes, I am aware of the Wilbur Soot situation and I am disgusted by it. Feel free to skip any chapters including him. Stay safe and stay happy!

Ranboo, Tubbo, and Tommy have been living their ghostly life just fine for about 20 years. Scaring away families and daring adventurers alike. But recently, a new family has decided to purchase the cheap home; and bad news for the ghost trio, they don't scare easy.

LIKE A ROCKSTAR- Chase Atlantic "Tom?" "hmm?" "You're not gonna die." Tom smiled and nodded. -- "So you guys ready?" Tom smiled. Hugged Nick and Will and set out for the stage. -- "I don't want to be saved, Will. I hate this fucking world." "I can't live without you, please Tom." "I can't." He closed his eyes slowly. -- The room went silent. Then you heard a machine buzzing. And then crying. Wilbur's world went silent. -- TW: DRUGS, ABUSE, SUCIDAL THOUGHTS

"Hello young child." His voice was smooth, almost airy. Tommy knew not to trust it though, nor did he trust the closed mouth smile or the calming aura. Everything about this man screamed 'Trust me!' and yet also 'I have no good intentions'. Tommy Innit, village orphan and thief somehow finds himself befriending the forest creatures he was raised to fear. It's not his fault they're kinder to him than everyone else! !!!!!!!!!!!NOTICE!!!!!!!!!!! I DO NOT OWN THIS STORY AT ALL!!! ALL CREIDS GO TO KingOfTheOranges ON Ao3!!! AGIAN THIS STORY IS NOT MINE!!! THANK YOU

"On top of a hill that overlooks an intricate city, there stands a glass castle. It is not stained, nor tinted or frosted. It's clear and empty of colour, see through. Arrows and stones and gazes can pierce through the thin layer, for it is not bulletproof. It is made of glass, perched precariously over a city of stones and other sorts. 'Thomas, we aren't like everyone else. We have wealth, superior to all those below us.' "Inside the glass castle, there lives a jackhammer and a pen and paper. They have a son, and he is made of porcelain. The porcelain boy grows inside these castle walls, learning and changing. The jackhammer and the pen keep him inside the glass castle, and so he watches through the clear windows, silently observing the city that lives its own life." (Art is not mine! If you know who it's by, please let me know!)

Tommy likes making chaos. Tubbo likes planning chaos. Ranboo secretly loves chaos. They are the perfect team. Tubbo has a big plan to cause lots of trouble for the heroes of L'manberg. Why? Because why not? (I posted this on AO3, but decided to post it here as well!!!)

Official Wattpad Version of TUIK Highest Ranking #1 in Found Family Highest Ranking #1 in Villains ~~~~ "Be my apprentice," Icarus blurted. Tommy blinked. Gradually, the corners of his mouth dropped into the deepest frown he'd ever made. "What the fuck? Why?" "Why?" Icarus froze and Tommy raised a judgemental eyebrow. "It's because of your powers." "My powers," he echoed. "I never told you whether or not I had powers." "I can... sense them," Icarus bullshitted. Tommy pinched the bridge of his nose. "Right. What are they, then," he retorted. "Uh... super... powers," the villain answered, sounding more unsure of himself by the second. Tommy wanted to bash his head against a wall. "Really? That's the best you could do?" ------ Tommy isn't sure why handing someone their keys is such a big deal, but now he's left with a huge problem: Every supervillain in the city wants him to be their apprentice! - or - Tommy's lame superpower turns out to be a game-changer. ~~~~ Cover art by @sho_draws on instagram Original story by SeriouslyCalamitous on archiveofourown Please use the hashtag #tommysultraimportantkeychain on social media or tag me! Ao3 Reads: 140k reads: 9/6/22 200k reads: 12/16/22 250k reads: 4/1/23 300k reads: 5/27/23 360k reads: 10/7/23 400k reads: 2/6/24

The crowd was loud, the roaring drowning out any other sounds around. They were all cheering for a boy with a helmet. A boy with a helmet that was basking in it all. His arms stretched out wide, jumping up and down to rile the crowd up more. He quickly put his visor up, revealing sharp blue eyes but nothing else. Those eyes were scanning the crowd before him, slightly squinted into a smile. He stomped his foot, the crowd stomped theirs. He stomped his other foot, the crowd stomped theirs. He stomped in a rhythm, the crowd stomping in the same. A loud drumming to a beat that was like no others. A beat that was his. A beat that was for the boy called Cherry Bomb. -or- Tommy is a motorbike racer known the world as Cherry Bomb. He quickly gained popularity along with skill. All he wanted was something to be his, and he got it. Lets just hope his family won't take it away from him. !!!!!!!!NOTICE!!!!!!!! THIS IS NOT MY STORY EVERYTHING GOES TO Blueium ON AO3 ALL CREIDS GO TO THEM.

Creds to artist tommy got kicked out of hell for being a fucking menace sbi are the poor unfortunate family who find him

Sorry this story is discontinued! This is a story collab with @_DesperateEnuf_ . She is an amazing writer and if you don't know who she is check her out! Tommy is the youngest prince of the Antarctic Empire. His family is very protective of him. What happens though when he has nightmares and doubts about his family? What happens when he is a 'late bloomer' with his powers. W̶h̶a̶t̶ ̶h̶a̶p̶p̶e̶n̶s̶ ̶w̶h̶e̶n̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶ ̶t̶r̶u̶t̶h̶ ̶r̶e̶v̶e̶a̶l̶s̶ ̶i̶t̶s̶e̶l̶f̶?̶ "That will never happen though it can't happen. We won't let that happen. We need to prevent Tommy from ever knowing." ▀▄▀▄▀▄🅆🄰🅁🄽🄸🄽🄶▀▄▀▄▀▄ There is the following: Blood, Gore, Manipulation, Swearing (obviously), Kidnapping, and Abuse. You have been warned. Cover is not ours!