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(Yes the title is from sofia the first, yes I'm laughing at it, I find it funny-) In which Phil has created the Antarctic Empire from the ground up and takes in Techno and Wilbur along the way, and raises them while also ruling his kingdom. Tommy, sixteen, lives with Tubbo in an orphanage, the two of them running around in the cold streets of their town. After a hectic day of getting separated from Tubbo, getting into a few fights, and ending up in an entirely new town, he comes across Phil, and saves him from an assassination attempt by smashing a plate over someone's head. So then both Techno and Wilbur decide to see who this kid is, and Tommy sure is endearing, in the way that the first time they spy on him, he starts a fight in an alleyway over a bag of cookies. (and then Tommy basically gets kidnapped into the royal family, but like, legally, y’know?)

Tommy Innit may not be the most well-behaved kid or even the best person at times, but he certainly deserves better than to be abducted by aliens. Luckily for him, the aliens didn't seem to expect him to be able to break out of the stupid cage they stuffed him in and destroy their ship from the inside out. Now he just has to figure out where to go from here. __________ Philza just wants to fly his cargo ship with his two sons, he's left behind all the excitement of his old life, so when he hears rumors of a human crash landing on the trading post where they are docked, he gathers up what he had managed to get and takes off again. This time with a stowaway.

Tommy wakes up in a book he's read once before, now casted as an infant prince named Theseus-- that would have been fine if this infant isn't destined to die at the age of fifteen by the hands of his own royal brother. Tommy as Theseus will not have that. He'll be changing a few things in here. For one, he will not be called Theseus. That's such a gaudy name. Who the hell chose that-? Oh right. The brother who is going to execute him. --- OR The SBI Who Made Me A Princess AU we all needed.OR OR Tommy gets stuck inside a book and he has to use childish charm to change fate. UNDERGOING EDITS

Tommy Innit is a very normal kid. He has friends, a warm bed to sleep in at night, and three square meals a day. The only odd thing about him is that he has been sorta-kinda adopted into a family of space-traveling aliens. Oh, and the fact that humans are seen as the boogeymen of space. He's doing his best to prove to his crew that humans aren't that weird, but maybe they kind of have a point.

Something is brewing. A great storm that could shatter life as its known. More and more often, androids are breaking free of their original programming. More and more often, androids are turning against their owners in increasingly violent ways. And the only ones that can stop it are Wilbur Soot—the youngest lieutenant in police history and now a drunk, washed out detective—and an android of the 1NN1T model named Tommy, an advanced prototype created to solve crimes and catch rogue androids. But first they actually have to get along. Or, Two idiots, a robot and a depressed detective, walk into a bar. One comes out experiencing emotions he shouldn't be able to, and the other comes out with a reason to live. Spoilers for Detroit: Become Human, but knowledge of the game isn't necessary to enjoy.

Underground markets have become the scorn of Tommy's existence, full of contraband, of which he is included in, the cages lining the walls make his stomach twist. Still, he's here now, and there's no reason to panic with his crew right here by his side. Right?

Ranboo just wants to get good grades. Is that really too much to ask? Apparently, yes, it is, because he is sent by his school to monitor their star pupil Tubbo's progress aboard the Sleepy Boi's Inc. He also couldn't be sent to a normal spaceship, no, he has to be on one with weird rules and shadows in windows and noises in the walls. And the fact that the entire crew seems to hate his guts.

In which an adopted toddler by the name of Tommy becomes the treasure of a twisted angel, a bloodied king, and a drowned poet for “unknown” reasons... who may commit murders and cannibalize other people in town in their free time [Title from Washing Machine Heart by Mitski] Feb 27 2024 edit: discontinued — see last/latest chap for info

It's always been Tommy and Wilbur, even when every sentient magical creature - seemingly, each one in this entire country - was out for Tommy's head. Even when Wilbur was nearly killed by a rampaging chimera, injured enough that a passing Technoblade saved his life by turning him into a vampire, it was still just Wilbur and Tommy. Until it isn't anymore. --- Innit's a witch and his biggest bro is a vampire! No shenanigans to be had here, none at all...

There’s something wrong with Tommy. Dream will help him figure out what. Or: Dream starts testing the revive book on Tommy in exile. Apparently Apollo has cursed me.

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 hero's of L'manburg.Why? Because why not?

Tommy is learning to live with what's happened to him since he had been forcibly taken into space, but it isn't easy. He doesn't want his crew to see him weak, under any circumstances, and letting them see him sick is even worse. The last thing he wants is to go under the knife ever again, even at the hands of someone he considers to be his brother. Especially at the hands of his brother.

Tubbo’s- Tubbo’s here, or at least a version of him is, and goddammit Tommy missed him so fucking much. He hovers his mouse over the stream, biting his lip nervously, before taking the leap and joining it. And fuck, Tubbo looks so similar that Tommy thinks he might cry again. He doesn’t have horns, doesn’t have the long hair that covers half his face, doesn’t have the fucking awful scars that Tommy still hates himself for having let happen – but it’s still unmistakably him. His smile’s the same, he laughs the same – if a little brighter and less reserved – he brushes his hair back the same way and furrows his brows in concentration the same way and groans lightly in frustration the same way and- It’s not him, but it’s still Tubbo, and Tommy can find himself loving this version of him already. - (Or: Tommy, Tubbo, and Ranboo find themselves reincarnated into the bodies of their streamer selves, and learn to live in a world that, instead of being cruel, is kind to them.)

Ranboo brushes a thumb over his memory book, the knowledge of Tubbo's entry still fresh in his mind from his quick recap on the way over. Tubbo: Ex-president. Tommy's friend. Lives in Snowchester. Friend? "You don't have to, I guess," Tubbo shrugs, rubbing his hands together for warmth. "Just a suggestion." "You're sure you want me to live here?" Tubbo frowns. "Why wouldn't I?" "Well, I mean, we're... We're not exactly friends." Tubbo's hand - the bad one, the one that's mostly scar tissue - twitches, and Ranboo can sense that he's said something wrong. "Are we not?" - Ranboo and Tubbo go from barely friends to doting husbands in a matter of weeks, adopting a child and building a mansion somewhere along the way. Here are some of the moments in between.

After a minute or so of this person staring at the medicine while Tubbo stared at them, he starts to get a bit bored. So, he clears his throat, and says in a conversational voice, “They sell pretty damn good Tylenol here, don’t they?” They jump, clearly taken aback by Tubbo’s appearance. They blink at him once before nodding slowly, clearing their throat. “Isn’t, uh, most Tylenol the- the same everywhere?” -- Tubbo is an accidental part of a kind-of family, worn tennis shoes firmly planted on the sidelines as a ticking time clock mocks the day his stolen life will crumble, shoved under the floorboards of his best friend's attic. In the waiting process, he meets a seventeen year old severely lacking in both memory and effective hair dye, who defines himself as the spaces between notebook pages and part-time jobs. Like this, Tubbo meets Ranboo, who, despite everything, may be Tubbo's most worthwhile pit stop in his journey to survival yet. (Or, a high school AU in which finding home and staying afloat are two tasks you can't shoulder at once, but there are other people who will carry the world with you, if you can muster the bitter task of giving it up first.)

It takes Techno giving Tommy a severe concussion while trying to teach him how to sword fight for them to bond. It actually seems pretty on-brand.

An SBI-centric urban fantasy AU. An angel, a hunter, a chaos spirit, and a not-quite human find family in each other against all the odds stacked against them. But some things were never meant to be; when Wilbur’s dark past inevitably catches up to him and threatens to hurt the people he loves, they’re all forced to discover how far they would go for each other. - Or: It takes a village to raise a child but a family to find and bring him back home. Phil, Techno, and Tommy are up for the job, though, and they will never, ever give up on Wilbur.

In exile, Tommy begins to hear voices. Voices that sound like Tubbo, Ranboo, and Purpled. Tubbo, Ranboo and Purpled have no idea how they messed up time travel bad enough to end up in past-Tommy’s head, but they’re going to do everything in their power to save him.

Lol retired work

It was a highschool AU....Then it was a fake smp....then they defied the laws of physics and the fake smp lore became real... I am absolutely 100% orphaning this because WHAT THE FUCK UPDATE WHY CANT I ORPHAN????

His constant tapping on the table only served to unnerve him further. The room was cold and there was nobody in there. It was just him left in the silence. The literal one thing he doesn't do good with. It doesn't matter now does it? He had been caught. He was a vigilante but he had gotten caught. Now he was going to stuck in prison for the rest of his life. Or whatever the fuck this rehabilitation program is. They both sound the same. or Tommy was a vigilante until he got caught. Now he is in a rehabilitation program that is supposed to make him into a hero. He learns how shit the system gets.

In which a young girl wakes up in a forest with no memories.---------------I regret to inform that the MC in this story will be female, and will be using she/her pronouns.no, this is not a one-shot book, this is going to be a story I do not own you, or any of the MCYT featured in this story, I only own the story. **DISCONTINUED AS OF 2023.**

Tommy has been running for four years and he doesn't plan on stopping, It takes one stolen wallet and suddenly he finds himself in a family. Suddenly, he has answers. For the first time in a very long time, he's given a purpose, a home. Secrets are uncovered, hidden truths revealed and new bonds are formed. (in which Tommy is spoon-fed the found family trope, and also might have murderers after him.)

Tommy stared at the person in front of him. Who looked exactly like Wilbur all those years ago. His hopes and dread both rising. At the imposing figure in front of him. The figure himself looking down at the person in front of him with a condescending smile. "Hello there," Wilbur- no the figure said. His eyes as sharp as ever, "I'm going to rob this fucking bank." He froze in fear. His eyes glancing the the bank teller who was shaking in fear. The teller's voice wavered a bit, "It's Siren." Siren just grinned. Or Tommy is a Phoenix who is forced to be sent to another universe every time he dies. He's forced to meet all those who have wronged him. SBI are all brought together. That being said a villain, vigilante, a hero, and a civilian don't mix together well.

all ranboo did was blush violently and turn around, tail flicking behind him. “oh my god, tubbo, i didn’t—i didn’t know you were doing that.” ~ tubbo had just been having a regular tuesday evening, the usual: stuffing himself with a vibrator and moaning ranboo's name. it didn't turn out so well when ranboo catches him, until they both realize that 'platonic' is for losers, and ranboo should really just eat tubbo out and rail him until he's too fucked out to walk for a week.

It didn’t quite click into him, not until he registered the pain in Tubbo’s eyes, the way Ranboo set one foot in front of the other and hunched over his friend protectively. Then he saw the blood, matting a head of golden hair, clumping the strands together, and he knew, he knew, he knew and he hurt and he- Wilbur broke, he sobbed, he screamed, “Tommy,” and there was blood on his hands, “wake up, wake up-!“ Tubbo hugged the body ever tighter. - Or: Tommy was dead, but Wilbur was alive, and living didn’t seem to be all that worth it at all when his little brother was gone. Loss brings people together, however — Tubbo and Ranboo were adamant that they needed to keep him alive, if only for a chance at healing and redemption. So Wilbur tried his best; he learnt to live, for Tommy, and one day maybe he’d even learn to live for himself. Meanwhile, he might or might not be haunted by Tommy’s ghost.

Tommy has survived against all odds. Despite the foster system's neglect towards hybrids, Tommy managed to hide his heritage and live a semi-peaceful life (if you could consider being beaten black and blue "peaceful"). This house should be a nice break from the monotony of survival. As long as he doesn't get attached to anyone, he can leave without anyone sparing a second glance in his direction. Now, he just has to focus on today, and worry about tomorrow, well, tomorrow. aka I've been revived and am now writing Minecraft fanfiction. If sunny won't let my boy rest then I will.