4 Works by CluphStuff
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Peering out the window, Tommy gawked at the snow dancing through the air. Everything was white; the trees, the ground, even the window pain was frosted over with a thin layer of ice. Spinning around, he grinned at Tubbo. “You thinking what I’m thinking?
Toby, who was already pulling on his boots, smirked back. “Snowball fight!”or, there's a snow day for the DSMP.
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“What the fuck?” Purpled murmured, zooming into the picture, and- yeah. That was definitely a frighteningly detailed explosive that only could have come from one teenager who spent too much time looking at nukes. But if that was true, then the arm would have to belong to the one teenager who would let his best friend spend way too long drawing a nuke on his arm.
Tommy.
Which honestly made more sense than Purpled wanted to admit. Tommy was tall, but not too tall, with bright blonde hair, and a penchant for jumping into situations he was unprepared for. Icarus was all of the above, with the added bonus of powder white wings.
But if Tommy was Icarus, then there was no doubt that Framer was Tubbo. The pair was inseparable; even their class schedules were nearly identical. The short frame also matched, as did the unsettlingly optimistic personalities and penchant for blowing things up.
“Holy shit.” Purpled whispered to himself, sitting up.Series
- Part 2 of Identity Shenanigans
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“Huh,” Bee said, sounding contemplative, “I brought chloroform.”
“You brought what??” Ranboo scream-whispered, at the same time Beetle exclaimed, “Fuck yeah, you found it!”
“Well, we’re staging a kidnapping, so I thought we could leave traces of it, as, like, evidence.” Bee shrugged, lifting a small bottle from his belt.
“Who does that?!” Ranboo wrung his hands as Bee put some on a cloth and let it drip-drip off onto the white sheet, staining it a light, almost unnoticeable purple.
“Did’ya know that chloroform actually takes, like, five minutes, not five seconds, to knock someone out?” Beetle remarked, watching Bee do his work.
“Oh. Maybe I shouldn't've brought it, then.” Bee stared at the spot, and shrugged. “Oh well.”
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Or, vigilante Tommy and Tubbo rescue Ranboo from the heroes and do some bonding; also, a silly little reveal happens.
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- Part 1 of Identity Shenanigans
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Birds of a Feather (ignore the slime) by CluphStuff
Fandoms: Dream SMP, Minecraft (Video Game)
16 Jun 2025
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Quackity jumped back, hitting the wall and falling to the floor, golden feathers fluttering around. “Señor arriba, mantenme a salvo de este demonio de origen desconocido y te juro por Dios que te adoraré por el resto de mi vida-”
The head, made of slime and slowly emerging from the mucus, was grinning at him. “Hello, Quackity from Manberg! I have been watching you!”
“Oh, mierda, está hablando un carajo-” Quackity took a deep breath, putting a hand on his chest. “What the fork is going on?! Is this a forking dream!?!”Or, Quackity, the ex mafia member, finds a slime in his home and makes him work for profit. Plus his only online friend is Wilbur, who deeeeefinitely isn’t the son of the head of the competing mafia and brother to the guy who slashed Quackity’s eye out.