#c!clingyduo poetry

[stealthystealthy]

untiteld, c!clingy ending

[nekolikedacat]

‘‘It’s alright, it’s okay’‘ - a c!tubbo poem about healing

or what could’ve been if they didn’t blow up the server in the finale

if you enjoyed this piece consider checking out my dsmp inspired poetry collection on ao3!! :3

[tubborucho]

Names on the sand – a c!clingyduo poem

Btw, maybe anyone, perhaps, wants to be on my poems taglist?

[thatweirdguyinthebushes]

the hero, the villain, and you, a screenplay about god

[i-didnt-do-1t]

A little more reflection on life and death, a little more reflection on self sacrifice

A c!tommy poem (specifically the second last lore stream)

- ‘there will not be much of me left to bury’

[infizero-draws]

innocence’s goodbye - a s2 c!clingyduo poem

transcript:

broken toys and scratched up knees

bloody wounds and broken screams

little kids in big boy boots

big boy pants and big boy suits

hand in hand, schoolyard friends

standing watching the world end

-

swap homes for bunkers and sticks for swords

days of play fighting now no more

scars that bandaids cannot fix

friendships that cannot persist

blood stained sneakers, eyes gone gray

fun new exciting games to play

like build-a-tower, lose-an-eye

betray-a-friend, time-to-die

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braceface, snotty nosed

little kids all alone

dark room, evil grin

let him go or let him in

playtime's over, whine and cry

time for innocence's goodbye!

[silver-birds]

A Broken Compass (A C!Tubbo Poem)

It's a dreadful thing, A broken compass

The glass cracked and the needle sent spinning

It makes you want to cry, almost

The way you're reflected back in the shining surface covering it, splintered into multitudes as you watch the needle

Spinning, spinning, always spinning

It used to point north, then to home, then to your best friend

But now you're up north, your home is no more and your best friend was in exile

It's pretty, the glass

Shining like a bottle catching the sun

Shining like a star

Shining like fireworks

You consider prying the shards from it, making it into a weapon against your own small frame

But you never do, you only watch as the needle continues to spin

It's cold here, bitingly so

You used to live in a house with others

You remember that, with a dull ache in your very soul

You used to live many places with many people

People you used to love

But now all that's left is your compass, still spinning

It's outlasted the walls, the van and your family

You hope you never lose it, like how you'd hope to never lose a loved one

You don't have loved ones anymore

You had a lover once, for tax benefits of course

You had a son, who loved to draw and laugh

One is dead and has taken the other away, hiding him where you'll never find him

You think the world is ending, but your little compass is still spinning

You've lost the compass now, dropped it into lava by accident

You couldn't help it

You screamed and sobbed as it sank, melting into the magma in a cave deep underground

It doesn't spin anymore

But your mind does

Spinning, spinning

He comes to you, planning a home for the two of you

Somewhere safe

L'moonburg

It's sweet on your tongue, a promise that maybe something will turn out okay

But then the green-eyed monster comes

He doesn't look like a monster

You've heard he's beautiful

You don't believe it

You know beauty, flowers and sunlight

Blonde hair and a red and white shirt

Two toned skin and a soft smile, crown perched between horns

The green-eyed monster isn't beautiful, he only takes beauty

So you kill him

You kill the monster that destroyed so many things you loved

But he's brought back

So you do what you have to

You press the button

You hear sirens now

You know the world is ending now

Your head is spinning now

Spinning, spinning

Spinning like a broken compass

You think about the boy you've known for all your life, you think about your platonic husband

You think about your son

You hope, with a painful twist in your gut, that he'll be okay

Then everything goes dark

And you're broken

Like your compass

It's a dreadful thing, a broken compass.

[cryingtulips]

Do you still think of me? (like how I still think of you?): c!Tommy and codependency except it’s c!clingyduo

[aro-throughyourchest]

Silence / A C!Tubbo Poem

my best friend is friends with my killer my husband works with the man who allowed it my son eats eggs raw and my landlord cuts deals with god

I break down in the comfort of silence where sobs can echo through a lonely mansion where my life always manages to come up short in small little ways to remind me of how little I’m worth

where I hide dead flowers and my rotting existence under the covers of a wide expansive lie

where my husband never seemed to find them but my son always does

I break down on a bed big enough for two but seemingly only fitting one. just one. I lay down and let my tears soak into the mattress

I lay down and witness my body curl into itself collapse into the edges as if it's ready for an explosion in the making

I lay down and feel scared for the first time.

My best friend made amends with my killer but I seemingly cannot and my husband meets him on weekends. he crosses the street from time to time.

My husband works with the man who I trusted to stop it while I’m forced to look at him every day and pretend I don't see fireworks and pretend I don't want to blow him up with fireworks pretend I don't want him to blow up pretend I don’t pretend I don’t pretend I don’t

The door downstairs opens.

I hear him, my lovely him, call my name. I hear my son. They love me. They love me. I pull myself out of bed and dry raw tears with my sleeve; I love them. I cannot deny this. I can never run away. I love them. Wholly and truly. I hear them call my name downstairs.

[waterthrush]

ROBIN'S EGG BLUE: a c!clingyduo poem

[markets]

raspberry juice a c!clingyduo exile conflict poem

[cabinetduo]

Me when I sneak c!clingyduo into my poetry in writing club

[nekolikedacat]

‘’what is inside of a human body (colorized)’’

If you enjoyed this poem consider checking my ao3 dsmp poetry collection!! There are poems in it that aren’t on my tumblr as well as some older-older works :3 https://archiveofourown.org/works/41258496/chapters/113930101

[tubborucho]

Belief – a c!clingy duo poem

[thatweirdguyinthebushes]

dream smp characters as richard siken quotes

[nekolikedacat]

‘’How to be a proper grieving widow in 4 steps by Tubbo Underscore-Beloved’’