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#Wilbur and child
ax-y10 · 1 year
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"Don't Tell Dad, Please?"
In which- Wilbur's and Y/n's daughter gets her period and trusts Y/n to not tell Wil.
a/n: Can you tell I'm slow and caught up in school?? I have a request I'm working on at the moment and it somehow deleted most of it so I'm really sad. Enjoy this ig? Also, this is short as fuck...
Chapter info: Period, blood (obv), self projection (Split parents can suck ass-), afab Y/n and daughter
Pronouns: Y/n- She/her, Daughter- She/her
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Of course it wouldn't be right to send a 14 year old to school when she has just started something that definitely wouldn't be going away soon. But, she still needed an education. Opting for asking her husband, and father of her daughter, Y/n starts towards the door, ready to tell him. However, she was stopped by a firm grip on her shoulder and glossy eyes peering up at her.
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She had a decent amount of knowledge on what a period was, yet she was still freaked out by the sight of blood in her underwear from the night prior. And she had school tomorrow...
"Don't tell dad, please?" That sentence almost made your heart shatter.
The past memories of having to hide your period from your father, frantically texting your own mother at 5 in the morning, a horrid sight in your underwear. Only her knowing for so long that by the time you were 16, your dad hadn't known until a family holiday. You wished you or your mother had told him sooner, educated him. He had a sister of his own, yes, but she had never told him. Having split parents had never made it any easier, either. Having your time of the month start at your fathers, and ending at your mothers was definitely annoying. You were just glad that your daughter didn't have split parents and didn't have to grow up and learn how to live in two completely opposite households. She was loved by both parents, and you were glad.
"Trust me, if I tell dad, he will completely understand, sweetheart." You spoke, reassurance laced in your tone.
"Are you sure?" Her whisper of panic and fright reminded you of your first monthly.
"Sit down with me?" You invite her to the carpeted floor of her bedroom, patting next to you. She gladly took the offer.
"Can I tell you a story of when your father had to comfort me on my first 'that time' when I stayed at his?" A pause followed your ask, giving her time to respond. You took her small nod as a sign to continue.
"I remember being curled up in the guest bathroom, the furthest bathroom away from him so he didn't see me. I thought it would be weird, gross even, if he saw his girlfriend shivering on the floor due to the stain in her underwear. What I wasn't aware of, however, was how kind and caring he could be in these situations-" A muttered coo from the girl next to you "-And so when I heard a knock at the door and a groggy 'Darling, you in there?' I freaked out. A quiet squeak left my lips, my hand quickly finding it's way to my mouth-" Another coo from her "-Before I knew it, he was holding me in his arms, softly rocking me side to side, slowly calming me with reassuring words of comfort and kindness. And the best part-" A dramatic pause "-I got extra snuggles all day."
Finishing your story, you look to where the smaller girl was sitting, and almost melted at the sight. She had swaddled herself in the sweater she was wearing, her face buried deep in the cotton of her dad's sweater that he offered to you that frightful night.
Almost immediately a small tear slipped from your eye, watching as your daughter used one of your favourite items as a comfort mechanism.
"Hey, Muffin?" Her attention grabbed by your soft voice.
"Is it alright if I tell dad?" A nod of approval and out the door you were... or you thought.
Immediately running into your favourite man's chest, a soft chuckle leaving your lips at your dumbness. "Sorry, Wil."
A hand ran up your back, helping you steady yourself, before he spoke softly, despite the obvious hint of sleep in his voice.
"Were you going to tell me something?" He teased, but immediately regretted it as soon as he saw his daughters eyes stare into his with fear. Her worst fear, she would call it.
"Oh shit... Hey Pumpkin. What's up?" He immediately found a spot next to his child, finding himself on the floor in a matter of seconds, his favourite woman leaning on his shoulder.
"How long were you standing there? Did you hear anything? How much did you hear? Am I gross? Ugh." She rambled, emotions mixed and mixed they were. Sadness, fear, joy, pure fright. She truly did not want him to know but by the previous sentences he spoke a good minute ago proved her hope wrong.
"If you're wondering, you will never, and I mean never be weird or gross in my eyes. You are the greatest daughter I could have ever wished for. And if your mother's story proved anything, I hope it taught you that I will never hurt, push down, or ever think of you differently because you bleed every month. If anything, it makes you stronger."
A small kiss was pressed to her forehead, and a soft embrace engulfed the most perfect daughter ever.
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dryya-doesnt · 1 year
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Father-daughter dance ‼️‼️
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this is how Witch In The Web went right?
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behrjbehr · 1 year
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He protec he attac but most importantly he’s got his brothers back!
I need to draw ruffles more I like technos shirts
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bugflies00 · 1 year
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i feel like im only wilbur loveposting recently so today you guys get some of my favourite tommy images of all times
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wiggly-round-worm · 1 year
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Gegg ready for revenge
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Quackity acting so cold and mean to Tallulah only to then decide not to kill the eggs because he saw Tilin in her.......
I need to see q!Quackity unable to stop himself from going soft on Tallulah... I need to see him save Tallulah if she ends up in trouble... Tallulah needs friends and Quackity needs to feel his grief... I think they could be great friends <3
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chocojincake · 10 months
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More art dump and some doodles
Melissa yo a ti te amo reinota, also u can tell who my favorite member of the qsmp is lol
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horatioo · 2 months
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to add my own two cents on the current wilbur soot situation + people who are ragging on some of the other creators on youtube:
i understand when its adults, and adults who werent being mistreated by him. but people who are ragging on tommy (and saying tubbo and ranboo arent doing enough/speaking out enough or sth) are not really understanding what its like to have someone like that try to get close to you
if you watch wilburs early content with tommy, he is incredibly verbally abusive and constantly screaming at tommy as a "joke". and apparently this continues and even escalates in later content to the point of actual physical abuse (there is audio of him slapping tommy ON STREAM).
tubbo didnt get close to him but given how hes acted about tubbo in roleplay (and his roleplay persona seems less and less like a persona) i dont doubt he wouldve done horrid shit. i dont know ranboos situation but i can still see why itd be scary, especially knowing tommy, tubbo and ranboo are friends.
it is equally terrifying to know someone is physically injuring your friend and you cant do shit about it. i would know, i used to be genuinely scared people i knew were going to die because they were being abused so badly.
wilburs behavior never really made me comfortable. its part of the reason why i fell out of the fandom so fast
i didnt ever really pin down Why i didnt like watching his content w tommyinnit at the time and never really thought abt it after i stopped watching either of them. because ykw, it wasnt something that PINGED as wrong to me.
you wanna know why?
the vast majority of the people who have abused me acted the same fucking way as wilbur. and i am terrified of several of them to this day.
my most recent ex would yell at me and berate me as a "joke". an ex-friend would make fun of me as a "joke". fucking hell my abusive uncle used to scare me in person because he thought it was fucking funny and i dont doubt more physical things happened there that i dont remember.
it is fucking terrifying. it fucks with your head. you start thinking theyre right, youre being stupid and overreacting, and you ESPECIALLY start thinking this when it starts escalating and everyone around you still sees nothing wrong with it.
you start thinking nothings wrong with it and its just normal.
and then when you realize its not, sometimes its too fucking late and youre just stuck.
so yes, its terrible that none of the adults are actually supporting shubble as much as they are farming karma. (save for a select few, but i dont actually know anything about those ones, theyre newcomers to me.)
but for fucks sake, the people who he met as KIDS, who he manipulated into being closer and closer to him, are not "farming brownie points" or "avoiding the topic" and ESPECIALLY not tommy - i think people have forgotten that tommy is still close enough to wilbur location wise that he could genuinely be in danger if he did.
i dunno. it rubs me the wrong way when people think you can just magically come out against your abuser and there will be no consequences whatsoever, especially when you LIVE near them. nope! not how it works!
anyway, support shubble, support everyone else wilburs hurt, fuck wilbur soot, all that jazz. im not even into mcyt anymore, this is JUST from what i know from 2020-2021 and from posts on the situation on tumblr.
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tobi-smp · 3 months
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I just feel like there's an inherent difference from tommy calling wilbur crazy while he watches his brother, his stability, spiral in front of him. desperate and scared, no idea how to help him, but wanting more than anything to Try, to never let go. trying to do anything to stop wilbur from hurting himself, from hurting anybody else, while wilbur actively tries to convince him that he's already too far gone to be helped. choosing wilbur again and again and again.
and technoblade calling wilbur crazy while actively agreeing with everything wilbur wanted to do. no qualms with him wanting to blow up the country or kill people just thinking he's being too mentally ill about it.
both of them were hurtful to wilbur undeniably, tommy probably more so even. but as the audience we should be able to recognize that these aren't on the same level or coming from the same place right.
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transphilza · 1 year
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do you guys remember when tommy couldnt move into his apartment because of increasingly strange dysfunctions with it and so he had to stay with wilbur and he did that stream in vc with ranboo from a public library where he doxxed himself and then wilbur hunted him down and made him stop streaming and tommy said that wilbur made him sleep on a mattress on the floor in the freezing cold with no blankets and then weeks later wilbur said that he absolutely had a blanket and a pillow and was just lying about him on stream for fun. Can you believe that entire situation was even real
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zorishy · 2 months
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Ghostbur Casper Redesign!
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Look at him. He’s just a little guy! (he’s not little, he’s 6’3 and in heels)
The sword was designed by my friend, Ulta! (I don’t think he has a tumblr but I still feel like I should credit him)
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cellberry · 7 months
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Can't wait for q!Wilbur to be interrupted by a dice minigame in the middle of learning his daughter is missing.
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alastrrz · 3 months
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May I requesting a platonic Wilbur soot x readers headcanon where reader is his adopted daughter? 💗💗⚘️⚘️
this is sweet :,) sure thing!
。゚゚・。・゚゚。 ゚。 LITTLE SUNSHINE ; WILBUR
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genre; fluff/comfort
type; headcanons
read below!
It started when you were about twelve. You'd been alone since you were born; having no one of your own. Until this man named Wilbur decided to take you to be his own.
You'll admit, it took a long time for you to call him Dad. It was clear he was trying to make you comfortable, your room was decked out and you had everything a little girl could ever wish for.
A full sized bed all to yourself, a nice desk and computer, and tons of toys and stuffed animals.
The day you came home was definitely the most tense. "Hi, love!.. It's nice to meet you." He smiled, crouching down so he could be on your level. "Hi.."
You were very shy towards him for a long time. You were used to everyone leaving, but after some months, it was clear he wasn't going anywhere.
He would tell you stories of how he used to be in a band and go on tour, how he blew up a country (you're still confused about this one..), and how he has a lot of people that are his fans. He was really cool!
Eventually, you'd started calling him Dad. The first time you did, he could've cried. He knew you weren't the most comfortable being somewhere so unfamiliar with someone you don't really know, especially when that someone is now your caregiver.
One night while making dinner, he'd called you his little sunshine. This nickname stuck through thick and thin.
"Sunshine? Could you grab that for me please?"
He'd made it a note to sing you to sleep every now and again, "You are my sunshine, my only sunshine.."
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behrjbehr · 1 year
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Sleepy boys sleeping
Or alternatively, ‘Phil’s camera roll’
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kadextra · 10 months
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Made a summary of the Tallulah & Bad emotional time we got today because I loved it so much :’)
Starts at around 1:43:30 in Bad’s VOD! I really really recommend watching it in full
[Qsmp Day 108 - July 7th]
Talulah had a good day, but started getting overstimulated by the loud chaotic explosions during the pool party with everyone and the capybaras. Then at the train of Hogar (Vegetta’s house) she was reminded of the time she lost her first life to the code entity’s attack there. She quietly handed her tio Bad a little note:
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Bad understood how she felt, respecting her and took her home to relax without any delay or question. They peacefully sat by the little pond in her turtle sanctuary while she played her flute.
Tallulah opened up about how alone she feels. How scared she was, sitting all by herself in that small room when the code attacked Ninho a little while ago. How she is feeling hopeless and upset about her papa. That she is not afraid of dying, but more afraid of her papa being sad if she does.
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Bad comforted her, saying her papa Wilbur will come back, he’s working hard out there in order to help her, and until he returns him and everyone on the island will do their very best to keep her safe.
Bad reassured Tallulah that whenever she believes that she is all alone, she never is, because there are sweet little ghosties (his canon chat) always surrounding her. They are invisible to the eyes unless you ring a special bell, but they are always there. Always hugging her.
Bad pulled out the bell so she could finally see them, and all the ghosties gave her hugs and messages of love! <3
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Tallulah wanted her tio Bad to give her a hug too.
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Bad then took her home so she can go to bed, and Tallulah asked him to read the first letter her papa Wilbur ever wrote to her, for comfort.
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After reading, Bad sang to her his special lullaby he always sings to comfort Dapper - “You Are My Sunshine”
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Bad wished her goodnight, closing the bedroom door behind him as he wiped his tears.
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