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luvlyella · 1 year

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Better than Fussy

(Revivebur x reader)

I made this for my friend Kei per his request 🫶

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He backed me into a corner.

His dark intimidating eyes trapping me in their gaze. How did I get myself into this?

“Why did you come here?” He asked me again. Moving closer ever so slowly. Panic started to set in as I inched closer to the wall, pushing every bit of my body against the wall.

“I-“ my mind want blank. I couldn’t bring myself to talk no matter how hard I tried. His dark eyes Analyzing my every move.

I think I know what will make you talk..” he smirked, moving closer to me, filling the gap between us.

“Wha-“ I started to speak until he put his knee in between my groin. I let out a small gasp, covering my mouth in shock.

“Aw come on,” he lifts my chin up with his finger, “don’t cover that pretty little mouth, let me hear it.”

Holy shit. I felt my knees weaken at the sound of his deep sultry voice. As he said, I uncovered my mouth.

“Very good, love,” he leaned down to whisper close to my ear. He rubbed his knee against my groin again which sent a shock of pleasure corse through my body.

At this point, I didn’t care what sounds left my mouth, all I was focusing on was the amount of please I felt from such a simple act.

I felt my head lift up and felt the pressure of his lips on mine. For us being in such an Intimate position, this kiss was passionate, loving in a way.

The kiss lasted for what felt like hours until he finally pulled back and pulling his knee away from my heat.

“Aw, were you expecting more love?” He smirked mockingly. I honestly was expecting a lot more but I wasn’t going to admit that. I just looked back up at the man, his menacing aura radiating off him.

“N-No..I wasn’t expecting anything at all,” I replied. I look up at him to find him smirking again.

“Really? I didn’t pin you for such a liar,” he caressed my cheek softly, my face heating up at the small act.

“Come on, I know what you really want, just follow me and I’ll make what you wish come true,” he stuck his hand out, inviting me to take it. Who was I to not except this amazingly attractive man right in front of me.

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His large warm hands roamed my body as he thrusted into me at an alarming pace.

Exploring every region of my body, leaving hickeys and bites along every path of his exploration. My back pressed against the firm mattress underneath me.

“God, you feel so good,” Wilbur groaned against my ear. His deep sensual voice bringing me closer and closer to my release. “Faster..” I moaned against his ear, wrapping my arms around his neck to bring him closer to me. As I said, she started moving his hips faster and thrusting harder against me.

He wrapped his arms around my body for support, burying his head into the crook of my neck.

My mind started to blank with how intense the pleasure felt. My nails digging into Wilbur’s back subconsciously, trying to cling to something for support.

“I’m close!” I cry.

“I know darling, let it all out for me,” He said in his dark and erotic voice.

“God, you don’t understand how this makes me feel, you make me crazy.” That was all I needed. With a few more thrusts I released all over his cock. Him coming soon after, releasing all his pent up stress all over my stomach. We stood still for a moment, desperately catching our breaths. We took in both our our disheveled looks, our hair out of place and damp from our sweat.

“God, I’ve never felt that good since I fucked a fish.”

“What.”

#revivebur smut #wilbur soot #wilbur soot smut #never again #revivebur x reader

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wilbursprincess · 3 months

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ok but

revivebur after an argument..

i can picture him being so apologetic and just like grovelling at your feet begging for you to forgive him

eventually you take pity and forgive him but he insists on making it up to you completely (whether that be sfw or nsfw you decide :P)

also i just wanna say i love your work sm!! <33333

“Let Me Make It Up To You, Darling”

Revivebur x Female Reader

Warnings: Some arguing at the start, oral sex (F receiving), Softdom!Revivebur, fingering, bit of praise kink, uhhh that’s it I think?

Hi anon! And tysm :) I’m glad you love my work! I have a very soft spot for Revivebur, so this is perfect <3

Fic below cut!

“Babe, I’m sorry,” Wilbur pleads, practically on his knees. “How can I make it up to you?”

I shrug. “Maybe remember that I’m your girlfriend, and that I want to see you, and that I come before your country? Your work?”

He sighs. “It’s just been busy lately, I told you that it’ll clear up soon-“

“Like you told me last week?” I say blandly. “And the week before- and the week before that?”

Wilbur buries his face in his hands. “Fuck, I’m such an idiot.”

“You are,” I agree, making him crack a slight smile. “I don’t often hear you call yourself that.”

Nodding, Wilbur buries his face in my shoulder. “I’m an idiot, sweetheart. A fucking idiot.”

I kiss the top of his head, brushing the white streak in his hair. “You are. But I love this fucking idiot.”

“So you forgive me?”

“Depends on if you make me feel like I should.”

Wilbur’s eyes flick down between my legs.

The next thing I know, I’m laid out on our bed, panties around my ankles, his face between my thighs with my legs over his shoulders.

Wilbur leans in, licking me once all the way up my slit, and I can’t stop myself from crying out.

“Mmm, you’re all wet, baby” he laughs against me, resting his head against my inner thigh. “So sweet, too.”

I groan. “Don’t stop.”

To my delight, he gets right back to work, not giving me a second to catch my breath. He sucks my clit into his mouth in a way that makes me arch my back, pushing myself against his tongue.

“Feels so good,” I cry out, whimpering when he slips in his fingers. “Fuck.”

His tongue picks up the pace at my words, getting rougher and making me whine. Both his fingers pump in and out of me at faster pace, expertly combined with his licks at my core, turning my mind into slush.

Wilbur pulls away for a second, taking in a gasp of air. With a moan, I spread out my legs wider, trying to make him continue. He just laughs, leaning down and planting a kiss on my clit.

“Aww, you’re already so desperate and I’ve barely touched you,” he whispers, swirling his tongue around my core. “You taste so damn good, can’t wait to have you coming on my tongue.”

I groan, tugging at his hair. “Keep going. Please.”

“Only because you asked so nicely,” he replies. “Come on my tongue like a good girl for me?”

I moan at his words, and finally, he starts to work his tongue again. It doesn’t take long, just some flicks from his expert tongue, strokes from his long fingers, and I’m feeling myself on the edge of blissful relief, the tight knot in my stomach threatening to unwind.

“I’m so close,” I almost sob, grabbing fistfuls of the sheets. “I’m gonna-

I don’t even get the chance to finish my sentence as I reach my climax, moaning his name with my eyes screwed shut as he softly sucks at my clit. At my cry of overstimulation, he pulls his head back, and I crack open my heavy eyes to see him licking my arousal off his fingers.

“Aww, baby, you did so well,” he praises, softly rubbing my hips as I catch my breath. “But we’re far from done here. 4 weeks, wasn’t it? 4 weeks you felt ignored?”

Through my haze of pleasure, I manage to nod.

“Well, then you’re finishing at least 4 times. I said I’d make it up to you, right?”

#princesswrites #wilbur soot x reader #wilbur soot x you #wilbur soot #wilbur x reader #mcyt x you #wilbur x you #wilbur soot smut #wilbur soot x female reader #mcyt smut #wilbur mcyt #mcyt x reader #revivebur #revivebur smut #princessfics

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deadduvznap · 1 year

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heyyyyyy merry Christmas I have noncon woundfucking idea

revivebur with a reader who really likes cutting him up and fucking the wounds.

like as revivebur is crying and sobbing as you cut him open and pushing your cock into the bloody flesh. him begging for you to stop but a single word gets him to stop. it hurts him so much but youre gonna make him like it and nothing can stop you.

weeee thats all i got rn lol

happy holidays darling :) and yes this idea is so yummy i LOVE wound fucking so much and imagine it starts off as smth soft of like maybe wanting to introduce knife play and hes like yeah okay :) and ur like fucking cool and lets say youve never nonconed him before so he doesnt expect it so when you cut him a bit too deep hes like woah slow down that kinda hurt but your like ah no id love to like hold his face down like my hand over his mouth pushing his head onto the floor/bed and i wanna stab his thigh maybe twist the knife too and hes struggling n starting to cry :( and like holding him down while you stick your dick in the hole you made :( or wait what if where the thigh gap is supposed to be you like hold his thighs together and cut a dick shaped hole :)

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whumper-whimsy · 2 years

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``im so sorry...``

Revivebur × gn!reader

hurt/comfort

Made this bc of recent events and i kinda need it rn 😦🤙

This is very short btw

⚠️ WARNINGS ⚠️

Sexual situation, major degrading, choking, crying, comfort, safeword discussion, more stuff

Rev degrades you, but it gets to be too much for you so he stops.

SEXUAL SITUATION, MINORS BEWARE!!

"You dirty fucking slut." Revivebur growled as he pushed you against the wall. "Teasing me all day and talking back? Such a naughty brat."

You struggled in his grasp as he wrapped one strong hand around your throat. He was right; you had teased him in hopes of a reaction, but you weren't expecting him to be this harsh.

"You fucker," he grunted as his hand tightened around your neck, "you really thought you could do all that and get away with a slap on the wrist? Huh? You must have rot in your brain..."

You whimpered as he went on, his words starting to sting. "Revivebur..." you said quietly, though he didn't hear you through his rant.

"Im gonna show you what happens when you act like that. Ugh, its disgusting what you beleive you can get away with." His eyes bore into yours. You had to keep telling yourself that he didn't mean it, that it was all for the sake of the scene.

But it felt too real this time. Tears dribbled down your cheeks. Revivebur scoffed at you.

"Oh, you're crying? Such a- oh. oh." His gaze softened and his grip on your throat faltered. He instead rested his hand on your cheek, looking deep into your (E/C) eyes. "(Y/N)? Are you okay?"

You shook your head, trying to stop the tears flowing down your cheeks. Instantly, he pulled you into a tight hug, kissing the top of your head.

"Im so sorry... I didn't mean any of that, love." He held you close, bringing you to the bed and laying you down gently. "I- i thought... im sorry. Theres no excuse for what i did." He laid next to you and kissed your chkeks, forhead, nose, anywhere he could.

You hugged him back, sighing softly. "Its okay... i forgive you. We all get carried away..." You kissed him back softly.

"Next time, promise me that you'll safeword if its too much?" He held your hand in his, smiling.

"But... we weren't having sex yet... i thought that's what the safeword was for." You looked up at him, frowning in slight confusion.

"You can safeword at any time, no matter if you're already having sex or not. Its okay. So do you promise?" He rubbed his thumb over your hand gently.

"I promise."

#c! wilbur #wilbur mcyt #wilbur smut #wilbur soot #wilbursoot smut #c! wilbur smut #revivebur #revivebur smut #revivebur x you #dsmp smut #dsmp

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literallycatnap · 4 months

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So I might be writing more smut and I will take suggestions but I can't guarantee the stories will be large sometimes. I just write short stories, so I hope that's okay! But requests are open!

I also write sfw and comfort stuff!

(No Wilbur soot please)

#revivebur smut #ghostbur smut #simpbur smut #wilbur soot smut

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almondmilks-posts · 2 years

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Ok guys I need some help

I read this rivivebur smut about a year ago?? And I can't stop thinking about it.

All I know is that it was in two parts and the first part was set in pogtopia and revivebur drugged reader ect and the second part was in the community House but eret made h bomb readers guard so she had to senak out and he like pushes her head under water and pearl statis to snow Chester-

Idk who wrote it or what it was called.but it was so fucking good and I cannot stop thinking about it

Pls help !!

#wilbur soot smut #revivbur #mcyt smut #revivebur smut #revivedbur #revivedbur smut

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aroundtheworldroleplayer · 1 year

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Hey! Anyone roleplay DSMP? ( I do double ups only for fandoms! ) (I do roleplay smut,and would prefer a smut roleplay but it doesn't have to have smut!) :]

if anyones interested in a DSMP Double up smut roleplay (Or just a DSMP double up roleplay! ) Message me here! I'm available on Tumblr,and Discord for roleplaying :]

#smut #revivebur smut #roleplay #dream smp rp #dsmp revivebur #dsmp roleplay #dsmp roleplay smut #roleplay smut

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lmanburgzslut · 2 months

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Intro post

Hi uh just call me soap ig. Its my old user that had soot in it

I do not support cc!wilbur or lovejoy, this blog is purley dsmp and bur ocs

I am 19, my pronouns are he/it

DNI under 16, anti nsfw, poppy and dead dove

This is a nsfw blog, follow my twitter @/cwilburzslut

#revivebur smut #wilbur smut #imma still use the wilbur smut tags just for reach #dsmp smut

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cloverhasnobrain · 1 year

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Revivebur stinks. Literally so badly.

Like, whenever you get too close to him you can feel his crusty ass stench, he reeks of cheap alchohol, ciggarettes, weed, gunpowder, dried blood and cum.

He has not taken a bath since he came out of the limbo and we know it.

Mans spent 13 years without a bath, he absolutely despises water and HE DID NOT CHANGE HIS FUCKING CLOTHES SINCE POGTOPIA MAN!!

Yet somehow. SOMEHOW, I manage to look at this greasy, scrawny, drunk ass, horny 40 year old man and think: "Damn, he is so fine. What a babygirl."

Like, what absurd level of rizz do you need to have to be so attractive being this disgusting?!?!?

Thanks for listening to my ted talk, follow for more.

#dsmp wilbur #revivebur x reader smut #revivebur #revivedbur #revived wilbur #revivebur x reader #wilbur soot reader #crusty

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melodyrosesposts · 5 months

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Requests are open! Make sure you let me know what pronouns you use and remember I’ll literally write anything :)

#requests #wilbur soot #dylan o brien imagine #bursonas #fluff #smut #wilbur soot imagine #wilbur soot x reader #ghostbur #headcanon #qsmp wilbur #revivebur #wilbur mcyt #wilbur soot headcanons

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heartofwritiing · 9 months

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Wilbur Soot Masterlist

here is a list of fics surrounding all Wilbur characters I write for! all fem!reader.

🥀= agnst ☁️=fluff 🌱= short fic 💋 =smut/sexual themes ⛔️= dangerous situations proceed with caution

cc!Wilbur Soot

Abuse those I love: you and wilbur break up, wilbur realizes how much he messed up. 🥀

His sweater: you and wilbur are in a private relationship and one day while you’re streaming chat recognizes the sweater you’re wearing. ☁️

I don’t deserve you, you deserve the world: A drunk wilbur makes a confession to you. 🥀☁️

What am I supposed to do, if theres no you?: reader has an illness and fears for her future with wilbur. 🥀☁️

Home is whever you are tonight: its your birthday, a day you dread every year due to bad memories, and wilbur manages to change your mindset. 🥀☁️

You and me need never be, lonely again: request ☁️🥀

part two of^ By the Sea: you move to brighton, and wilbur helps you move into your new apartment. ☁️🌱

Musicianbur

Rest Easy: Wilbur overworks himself which results in him falling asleep in your lap in the studio. ☁️

Jitters and good luck kisses: Wilbur is anxious before a show and the only thing that can subside him is a kiss from his favorite person, you. ☁️

Interview with lovejoy: reader interviews lovejoy and wilbur has a crush on her. ☁️

Dance with me: you and wilbur dance at a musical festival 🌱☁️

We could make such a pretty picture: you’re lovejoys tour photographer and wilbur likes to tease you ☁️🌱

Kiss me (beneath the milky twilight) : you’re the backup singer for lovejoy, the fans don’t know you and wilbur are together, but one duet changes that. 🌱☁️

Is it New Years Yet? : in which wilburs flight gets delayed due to a snow storm and you’re left alone for christmas. 🥀☁️

Q!Wilbur (qsmp)

you are my sunshine: a short story of taking care of tallulah! ☁️

Absent in the spring: a small vacation to Phil’s beach house causes you to finally break down. (featuring q!philza) ☁️🥀

Pogbur

nothing

Revivebur

nothing

Ghostbur

nothing

Hockeybur

I guess this time there’s just no hiding, (fighting you make me restless.) : sbi hockey au! ☁️🌱

Dadbur

Take care of you: a little fic of wilbur taking care of pregnant!reader 🌱☁️

Wolfbur

nothing

Zombur (sorry boys zombie video)

And you just can’t say goodbye: Wil gets bitten, and angst ensues. 🥀

Siren (tommyinnits clinic for super villains)

Safe with you: you do dangerous things to get sirens attention. 💋⛔️

#fanfiction #wilbur soot x reader #writing #wilbur soot x fem!reader #cc!wilbur x reader #pogbur #q!wilbur x reader #revivbur x reader #dadbur x reader #wolfbur x reader #c!wilbur soot x reader #masterlist

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deadduvznap · 1 year

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oogly boogly bitch i got some shit. necro with revivebur and the reader is dead? also im sorry my asks are gonna either be revivebur or schlatt i want both of them to noncon me so hard - 💀

gods i love saying oogly boogly bitch AND YES OML ITS PERFECTLY FINE THEY R BOTH SO MMMMM also have some revbur art (under this paragraph) but gods i also love being dead necro like :(( i entirely believe hes into wound fucking so just like imagine him just slitting ur throat nd watching ur blood drain (hc that he was a mortician in a past life and now he can perfectly preserve a body) he keeps the hole in ur neck and yknow makes a few more in other places ahahahaha and he keeps your body in a safe place, he definitely also carries a patch of your skin w him OR HE SEWS A PATCH OF UR SKIN ON HIM FRANKENBUR (refer to the middle art) he loves sticking his fingers in like a chest or stomach hole to feel your (internal meats) insides also ??? canibal wilbur who eats ur intestines and also he loves fucking your body where he can see your face maybe he gouges out one of your eyes and he likes sticking his finger in it

i also hvae some soft thoughts so if you want that holds you gently

#also i cant get over #yung gravy and charlie moist critikals #height difference #i definitely didnt go where i wanted to #with this #idk what happened #im on the verge of a breakdown #i think thats why #anyways #revivebur smut #revivebur x male!reader #revivebur x m!reader #cw necrophelia #cw necro #here are the askers <3 #lovely 💀 anon #atlas speaks

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whumper-whimsy · 2 years

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☆HUNTED☆

Transmasc!reader x c!wilbur

First fic I've written, im open to all advice <3

⚠️WARNINGS⚠️

Smut, rough sex, dom!Wilbur, sub!reader, primal kink, use of petnames, sir kink, sado-masochism, heavy fear kink, cnc, choking, biting, scratching, marking, mention of bras and binders, boob-obsessed [but respectful] wilbur, and a teeny bit of dysphoria.

-you tell c!wilbur about your interest in dream's manhunts and the ~excitement~ they would bring you and he helps you fufill your fantasy

-this is an AU where manhunt!dream and c!dream are the same guy, plus a few minor changes

NSFW BELOW!!!

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Wilbur sat next to you on the couch, rubbing your thigh gently as the TV flickered in front of you. You leaned into him, wrapping yourself around his arm.

"So," Wilbur began, turning to look at you with his peircing red eyes, "anything new?" He lowered the volume on the TV, which you didn't mind; neither of you had been paying any attention to it anyways.

You thought for a second, turning away from his gaze. "I visited Niki today, she didn't really have any news, except that there's a manhunt happening next week. Its Dream versus Sapnap and George."

Wilbur nodded in acknowledgement. "I never really understood why they do those things... I know Dream can revive people and all, but there's really no point in it."

You bite your lip for a second before speaking. "I always thought one of those would be fun... The adrenaline, the excitement of the chase..." you trailed off wistfully.

Your partner scoffed, tousling your H/C hair softly. "What, do you want me to hunt you down and kill you?" Wilbur had said this as a joke but it sparked your attention.

"I wouldn't mind at all. We could try it, if you wanted to," you mumbled sheepishly. Wilbur turned his head, looking concerned.

"What the fuck are you talking about? I mean- you still have two lives yet, but the thought of doing that... i couldn't." He squeezed your thigh gently. "Its a waste of a life, anyways. I know Dream can revive us but..." The tall man placed an arm around you protectively. "Revival isn't fun and games. I would know. I cant bear to think of that happening to you-"

You cut him off, putting a finger to his mouth. "I know, love. I dont want to go through that. We could put a spin on it... Instead of the hunter killing the runner, we could, uhm~" You ghosted your fingers over his clothed cock, feeling it twitch against the soft, loose fabric of his sweatpants. "... you know~"

The curly-haired man sat in deliberation for a minute, before focusing back on you, smiling. "If that's what you wanna do, my puppy~" He scooped you into his lap with a smile.

You giggled happily, hugging him with your chin on his shoulder. "Yes, please, I really want to. Dont worry about hurting me either, I don't mind." He chucked lowly at your enthusiasm and rubbed your hips softly.

"Alright, puppy, you've got thirty seconds." He loosened his grip on your waist.

You tensed up. "Thirty seconds..? For what?"

He tilted his head so his mouth was right next to your ear. Gripping the back of your head firmly, he uttered a single word, almost a growl.

"Run."

You felt him shove you into the ground, looking down at you. The glint in his series sent shivers down your spine; pure, animalistic hunger.

He's serious.

Shit.

You stumbled to your feet and sprinted out the front door. You ran as far as you could, towards the thick, dense woods of the Greater SMP.

Soon enough, you heard heavy bootsteps, distant, but fast. He had already spotted you.

You twisted and turned through the trees, desperate for somewhere to hide. Eventually, you found a tree with a large depression in the base and a thick berry bush curving around the side of it; large enough for you to lean into and hide if you crouched.

The bush's thorns glinted dangerously as you scooted around them, kneeling down against the tree's trunk. You caught your breath and waited. You were almost certain you had lost him when you heard a voice call through the trees.

"Ohhh Y/N~? Where's my pretty little puppy, hm? My good boy? I can't seem to find him anywhere..." His boots stomped the undergrowth as he prowled through the dark oak trees.

Your breath hitched as you heard the steps grow closer. He hummed noisily. "Come out, baby... I know you're around here; you dropped your compass."

And he was right. You checked your pockets desperately, only to find that your personalised compass, courtesy of your best friend Niki, was gone.

As you shuffled through your belongings, a small vial of health potion you had for emergencies fell out of your pocket. It hit the ground noisily and shattered into a hundred peices.

Suddenly, Wilbur swung around the trunk. "Gotcha!" He cooed in a sing-song voice.

You dove through the bush, thorns tearing painfully at your skin. You ran in no particular direction, struggling for breath.

"Get back here!" Wilbur yelled, chasing close after you. At one point, you felt his fingers graze the fabric of your sweater.

His sweater, you remembered, glancing down at the yellow fabric. He's shirtless under his coat...

Lost in thought, you jumped as a tipped arrow flew past your shoulder. You suspected Wilbur had missed deliberately, given his usually accurate aim. When you sped past the tree that the arrow had wedged itself in, you noticed the green liquid coating the tip. A poison potion.

You couldn't help but shudder in fear. A sharp pain spiked your shoulder suddenly, making you stagger. You pulled the arrow out, hissing in pain. A pink liquid mixed with your blood dripped from the tip; regeneration. Though he had hit you with the regen-tipped arrow, it would be at least half an hour until the wound was pain-free.

"Y/N, I've almost got you!" A voice hummed close behind you. Too close.

Speeding up in terror, you didn't notice the large root sticking up in front of you. You took a nasty fall, landing on your chest and getting the wind knocked out of you.

Moments after, a boot planted itself on the small of your back, making you groan.

"You're a quick one..." He put more weight on you, causing you to yelp. "Can't get away so easy now, can you?~"

"Shit... l-let me go." You stutter, writhing under him. You pushed off the ground and rolled away, throwing his balance off momentarily. You got up and started to get away, your plan stunted as he grabbed you roughly by your waist and your throat.

You tried to think of a plan, thrashing in his grip. Out of feasible ideas, you bit down on his arm as hard as you could. He released you, cursing.

You ran for a little, not hearing your boyfriend behind you, and dove into a taller swathe of grass. You rested on the patch of grass you had flattened for a few minutes before you heard him again.

"You're being a naughty boy... Maybe i need to punish you when I find you. Need to remind you who you belong to." You heard footsteps approach, dead grasses crackling under heavy feet.

You flipped on your back, desperately scooting away from him. He crouched down and wrapped a cold hand around your throat.

"You done yet, slut?" He growled, throwing you over his shoulder and bringing you to somewhere more open. "I caught you, love. As per our agreement~" He dropped you and kneeled over you, caging you in with his arms.

"N-no... I haven't lost yet..." You squirmed and weakly tried to pry him off.

He laughed and held your wrists with a single hand. Using his other hand, he quite literally tore off your pants and underwear, leaving the scraps of ruined fabric on the ground. Despite his weakness since his revival, he was still stronger than he needed to be. He quickly shimmied his pants down.

"Traffic light system, got it?" Wilbur rubbed your lip, awaiting your response.

"I understand..." You squirmed against his iron grip, huffing as you failed. "Fuck you..."

His free hand gripped your throat. "Really? Did you just say what I think you said?"

"N-no, sir~ sorry-" You whined, falling still.

He grinned, releasing your throat. "Good boy, tell me what you want. Beg for it, whore." He growled, digging his nails into your torso.

"Please sir? I... I need you in me, Im sorry..." You beg quietly, spreading your legs for him.

"What are you sorry for? I wanna hear it. Tell me how bad you were." Wilbur looked down at you hungrily, especially at your bare neck.

"I was so bad. Im sorry for running. Im sorry for not admitting you won. Im sorry for saying 'fuck you.' Please forgive me, sir." You bucked up against him desperately, whimpering.

"There we go, my good boy~ that wasn't so hard, was it?" He slid inside you, making you moan. The nails of his free hand scored down your torso, leaving painful red scratches. His pace quickened as he trailed his hand up your body and up your shirt, fidgeting with the hem of your binder.

"May I take this off?" He asked cautiously. You shook your head and he acknowledged it with a nod, gripping your throat softly instead. You tilt your head up so he can better access the sensitive skin. Still thrusting aggressively, he bent forward and bit your throat. He sucked hickies into your collarbone, your neck, and your jaw, and gave each one a quick nip before soothing them with soft licks.

"Making you up, making you mine... all mine~" He grunted, trailing his hand back down to your waist.

After a bit, his pace stuttered momentarily and he came inside you, not slowing down.

A knot began to twist and churn in your stomach as he fucked you. "Wil~ i'm gonna cum~" Your words came out high pitched and breathy.

"Not yet, pretty boy..." He kissed your cheek, panting and slowing to a stop until the feeling in you ebbed away. You whimpered and whined, trying to buck your hips up for more action. "You haven't quite learned your lesson yet..."

"F-fuck, please don't tease me..." You whispered. He released your wrists and kissed each hand softly.

"Just gonna do it for a while, pup~ after that im gonna make you cum over and over 'till i think you've learned your lesson." Wilbur shot you a wicked grin.

"Fuck, please don't... Ill be so good for you." Your words were desperate and whiny.

"Shoulda thought of that earlier. What's your color?" He asked, pressing his thumb into a painful hickey softly.

You lick your lips, answering confidently. "Green, sir."

The tall man held up his wrist and showed you the purple bite mark you had left. "Give me your arm. Now."

You offered your arm to him hesitantly and he clamped down on it with his teeth harshly, not letting go when you writhed and begged.

"Shit, fuck, ow, it hurts~ stop it~!" You curse. He looks at you questioningly and you know exactly what he's asking. "Im g-green."

Wilbur chuckles and fucks into you harder, releasing your abused wrist and cumming in you a second time.

He edges you again and again, letting you get a little closer each time. You whimpered and begged as he let your body calm down.

After he had edged you for the nth time, he finally spoke, rubbing your hips. "Cum for me, darling~"

You came hard, gripping his waist and letting out a broken moan. You whimper as he pulls out, but relax as he slips his fingers inside you. He pumped two of his fingers in and out quickly.

Wilbur nibbled on your earlobe softly. "Who do you belong to? Tell me~"

"You, I belong to you!" You moan, starting to feel dizzy as he overstimulated you. "Its too much~" You babble. "S-stop!"

"Color?" He cooed, caressing your cheek softly.

It took you a while to get the words out, stumbling over consonants. "Green, sir~"

Wilbur gripped your waist violently and grinned, now pistoning three fingers in and out at a cruel speed. You felt tears form in your eyes, and Wilbur only sped up as they fell down your cheeks.

You came again and again, seeing stars. Drool dribbled from the corner of your lips and you struggled to speak. Instead, strings of his name, curses, and praise all twined together and blubbered out incoherently.

"Fuck, Wil, so good, n-need you, Wilbur... i love you, gods, 'm gonna cum again, oh fuck, Wil~!"

He chuckled and sped up as you blabbered on. Wilbur leaned down and kissed your tears away.

"Such a good boy, my sweet boy~ my obedient, slutty whore~" He cooed.

"Okay, its too much, you gotta stop... I feel dizzy, baby. C-can't do this..." You cried, struggling to speak between moans and sobs.

Wilbur reached down to rub your bruised throat. "What's your-"

"Green, so fucking green!" You sobbed, cutting him off.

He slowed down. "Alright, I'm just about finished... I think you've had enough. One thing, though. Watch your fucking attitude. Don't cut me off." He went impossibly faster, chuckling as you sobbed under him.

"Im sorry... Im so sorry." You said, before cumming again. You laid limp on the ground under him and sighed in relief as he pulled his fingers out.

He held his glistening digits up for a bit, giving them a small lick. "Open up." He ordered, much softer now, and you listen. He pushed them in between your soft lips and you sucked your juices off of him.

Wilbur pulled his fingers out of your mouth and wiped them on the yellow sweater he had given you. "You did so good for me, pretty boy~"

"Th- thank you..." You groaned as you tried to get up. Wilbur stopped you halfway through, scooping you up into a bridal carry. He carried your half-naked body partway through the woods before setting you down softly as it got colder and darker.

"Here, you're probably chilly. Plus, we dont need anybody else snooping and seeing you like this." He unbuttoned his long tenchcoat and wrapped you in it securely.

You couldn't help but bury your face in his chest as he picked you back up and brought you to his home. He laughed a little as he unlocked the door. "So, a fear kink, huh?"

He laughed as you swatted his chest playfully. "Shut up, Wilby." You used the cheesy nickname to annoy him often.

"If you call me that again, im gonna drop you," he warned, pulling you up to face-height and kissing your cheek.

You groaned happily a you felt the warmth of his bedroom. He lowered you onto the bed, unraveling his coat from your waist and passing you fresh boxers.

"Gonna have to take your binder off, it's been on for twelve hours. Do you want a bra?" He reached back into the drawer in his dresser that he had designated to you, pulling out a comfy sports bra.

"Nah, I don't need one," you replied pulling your binder off and covering your chest with your hands. Your boyfriend took notice of this and crawled onto the bed, giving you a dumb smile. He rested a hand on yours.

"May I?" He questioned, and you nodded, removing your hands. He rested his hands against your shoulders and kissed your breasts softly. He moved between each one and gave them equal attention. You two couldn't help but laugh quietly at his apparent obsession. Avoiding your sensitive nipples, he sucked gentle marks into them. Finally, after a few long, giggle-filled minutes, he pulled away and got back to the closet, shuffling through the clothes.

"My shirt or yours?" He asked, looking back at you.

"Yours." He had tossed you one of his shirts before you even said anything.

"I know." He smiled and changed into clean clothes. Slipping under the covers, he played with your soft hair. "Wanna cuddle?"

"Of course i-" Wilbur cut you off, wrapping his arms and legs around you and resting his chin on your shoulder.

"Y/N?"

"Yeah, wil?"

"I love you."

"I know. I love you too."

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If I'm Taking Care Of Your Ass Then I Sure As Hell Ain't Doing It Sober.

Revivebur x Las Navadas!Male Reader (Romantic)

Fluff, slight suggestive stuff, no smut

Prompt: Reveivebur comes to Las Navadas hurt, he's already here so why not take pity on the poor man and help him out, not without a couple of drinks first though.

CW/TW: Drinking, mentions of blood, mentions of stitching, smoking, cursing

M/N is also a bartender for Quackity

M/N is used (meaning male name)

S/C is used (meaning skin color)

M/N was sitting in his living room, bored out of his goddamn mind. Normally when he was this bored, he'd break into his liquor cabinet, open a bottle of some kind of liquor or cheap wine, and drink till he was shit faced. And he would, unless he wanted to go to work with the worst hangover known to man. You see, Quackity was oh so kind enough to stick M/N on one of the earlier shifts (early being 12) which didn't sit well with the man who stays up till 3 am and sleeps till 3 pm to go to his more normal shifts at 5 pm.

So he was stuck, he could go for a walk, but that would mean he had to leave his house. He could read a book except that it wasn't good enough. Living in Las Navadas was great, he had a great boss and a nice house and a good paying job but that doesn't mean that the slowly growing city had more to do than gamble and drink, which was fun until it got repetitive.

M/N was on the verge of entering the existential crisis talk until a knock came from his door. Which was definitely new. It probably wouldn't be Quackity, that man just spams your communicator with calls and messages till you reply, and Slime had no reason to be at your house at this hour. So who the hell was bothering your mental turmoil? M/N reluctantly got up to answer the door.

"Okay who are you and why the hell- " M/N looked up at the man standing at his doorstep.

"Wilbur fucking Soot." M/N said through his teeth, he crossed his arms and leaned against his door frame.

"In the flesh, literally considering I'm revived, courtesy of Dream may I add." Wilbur had an shit eating grin on his face as he stared at the male in front of him.

M/N did a small face laugh, "Why the hell are you here?" his demeanor quickly changed back to serious.

"What? Can I not come back and see an old friend?"

"You have to be friends in the first place to do that Wilbur, now tell me what you want or I'll just leave you here."

Wilbur straightened his posture and M/N finally noticed that he was holding his arm. His eye traveled down to his hand, where he saw blood start to drip.

M/N quickly grabbed Wilbur's hand, his eyes widening at the sight of the dripping blood. "Asshole, you're gonna get blood on my front porch!" M/N pulled Wilbur inside, closing the door.

"My, my, M/N if you wanted to hold my hand you should've just asked I would've said yes." Wilbur smirked while M/N rolled his eyes.

"Go sit on the couch and don't get blood anywhere, if you do I'll behead you." M/N let go of his hand and walked into his bathroom to find a first aid kit.

After he grabbed one he set it on the coffee table before walking over to his liquor cabinet.

Wilbur laughed lightly as he watched the male rummage through the various bottles, who turned around with an annoyed glare on his face.

"What are laughing about smart ass?"

"Does Quackity not pay you enough to afford proper rubbing alcohol?"

"No, he pays me plenty." The male grabbed a glass and filled it with a couple cubes of ice. "This is for me."

M/N slowly sipped the liquor as he walked back to the couch, sitting next to Wilbur.

"Take off your jacket so I can see what you did." M/N set the cup down and opened the first aid kid while Wilbur took off his jack and folded it neatly behind him.

M/N looked at his arm, slowly pulling the torn fabric away from the wound. "It doesn't look terrible, maybe a few stitches, but you'll live. Now take off your shirt."

"Don't you think you should ask me out first? It's a little rude to ask me to undress seeing as we haven't spoken in so long." That same smirk dawned Wilbur's face.

"Not like that idiot! I meant it as in, let me see the wound better."

Wilbur chuckled to himself, seemingly pleased with getting a rise out of him and removed his shirt placing it on top of his jacket.

M/N grabbed a few rubbing alcohol pads and started slowly cleaning the wound on Wilbur's arm, taking a "small sip" from the glass on the coffee table. After a few times of getting up to throw away blooded gaze pads and rubbing alcohol pads and filling up his glass on the way, he decided to grab the whole bottle of liquor, as well as a bottle of wine and two glasses. M/N filled up the two glasses handing one to Wilbur.

"To what do I owe the pleasure of being granted the pleasure of drinking with you?"

"Stop speaking so poshly, I get it you're fancy, now shut up while I finish wrapping your arm."

Wilbur backed off the male but kept a smile on his face as he watched him wrap his arm in bandages.

When he was done, M/N snipped off the extra and put it back in the first aid kit. He quickly downed the rest of his wine and went to put the first aid kit away.

When he got back, his body was facing forward and his head was tilted upwards toward the ceiling. "I hate you." M/N mumbled.

"How come? All I did was ask for your help, which you could've denied, might I add." Wilbur's tone was somewhat mocking and he put an arm around M/N, playing with the hair on his head.

"I told myself I wasn't going to drink tonight and look where I'm at."

"Well, it's not like I told you to drink."

"If I'm taking care of your ass I'm sure as hell not doing it sober." M/N turned his head to look at the male beside him, he brought a hand up to his face and began to trace down his jawline, stopping at the corner of his lips. M/N slowly climbed over to Wilbur's lap, neither of them breaking eye contact. Wilbur's arms rested at M/N's waist while M/N's other hand rested in Wilbur's crest feeling the soft skin on his fingertips.

M/N leaned in closer to Wilbur, lips slightly parted as they each waited for the other to make a move.

"You do realize the consequences that this can have if you go through with this." Wilbur's voice was barely above a whisper.

"And what's 'this'" M/N giggled as one of his hands slowly moved to the base of Wilbur's hair, lightly playing with the strands.

"I don't think Quackity will like it very much if you kiss his enemy."

"What he doesn't know won't hurt him."

The two got even closer, lips brushing against each other.

"You willing to make that bet?" Wilbur's lips curled into a small smile.

"I'll bet everything I got, pretty boy."

Wilbur laughed lightly before pulling M/N in by his waist, kissing his lips. M/N's hands further tangled themselves in Wilbur's hair while Wilbur's hands were untucking M/N's neat dress shirt, almost desperate to feel his S/C skin.

The two broke apart for air, breathing heavily for a moment before Wilbur began kissing down his jaw and neck.

"God I hate you so much." M/N said, half out of breath

Wilbur hummed on his skin, lightly nipping at it before answering the male.

"If you hate me so much then tell me to stop and I will." Wil looked at M/N, still leaving a trail of kisses on his neck, none of them deep enough to create a hickey though, Wilbur was smarter than that.

M/N let out an airy chuckle, pulling at Wilbur's hair. "No, you're too hot to stop."

Wilbur kissed his cheek, looking M/N in the eyes. "And You're too drunk for me to continue."

M/N groaned, tilting head back. "Why must you do this to me?"

Wilbur chuckled, "Maybe another time darling."

M/N got off his lap, stumbling before regaining his balance, but he was still swaying back and forth.

Wilbur went to grab his jumper before M/N put a hand on Wilbur's cheek making him look back at him.

"Please don't leave." He looked at him with pleading eyes that not even Wilbur could say no to.

"Alright, I'll stay." He stood up and gave M/N a quick kiss before picking him up bridal style and then walked down the hall, M/N's arm was stretched out to one of the doors and Wilbur assumed it was his room.

Once Wilbur sat him down on the bed, M/N quickly began to take off the uncomfortable suspenders and dress shirt before laying down and making grabby hands at Wilbur, who laid next to him.

After a few minutes of cuddling, M/N spoke up.

"I hate you so much." He said holding on tighter to Wilbur and burying his face in his chest.

"I love you too darling."

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Another one in the bags. I got this idea from reading another story on Wattpad, it's called MidNight Walks by mannequins_inafeild, despite only having two chapters I really liked it so I would consider checking it out!

Also who knew writing kissing scenes was so hard? I literally took a break to work on another story (the one that came out before this one actually) because I didn't know where to go or how to do it. I hope it wasn't too awkward. I don't know how many more scenes I'm gonna do like that in the future but give me some feedback, I'd like to hear your thoughts!

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