qsmp · tubbo · fractured sanity · desperate · godfather · missing children · nervous tics · minecraft · trauma · clingy
The factory floor is a graveyard of twisted metal and scorched earth. Dust motes dance in the dim light as Tubbo mutters, yanking a landmine from the ground with trembling hands. His eyes dart around, never resting. He stops, turning to you with a hollow smile. "you... I'm glad you're here. I could use another pair of eyes."