#wilbur fanfic

[deejayrockz]

PAIRING — cc!wilbur x reader

SUMMARY — neck bites.

NOTES — fluff, the neck biting is sfw !! fem reader in mind, but it's not really specified,, lowercase is intended, small small little drabble

EXTRA — i have a job interview tomorrow and decided to write this instead ..

it had just hit 1am before wilbur finally came to join you in bed, his eyes closing automatically, as he took off his clothes to change into some pyjamas (joggers and a black t-shirt).

he flopped onto the bed beside you, placing one arm above his head to cover his eyes, the other resting on his stomach. you happily made yourself comfortable on his chest, eyes closing to the sound of his heartbeat.

"d'you have a good day?" you asked, tracing small swirls into his chest, as you moved your head to look up at him. a small smile was now on his features, as light kisses were placed on his jawline.

"yeah, didn't do much, but ive got sound checks with the band tomorrow," he groaned, hating the thought of having to ever get out of bed.

you just hummed, placing one last kiss to his jaw, before suddenly getting the urge to bite. was it normal? probably not. are you going to do it anyway? definitely.

"ow!" he laughed, facing his head to the left of him, just out of your reach. however, you had sat up by now, a smile on your face.

you held his jaw, facing him to you again, seeing the soft smile on his face as he looked at you, eyes flickering between your lips and your eyes.

"what are you saying ow at?" you played dumb, smiling innocently as he rolled his eyes.

"you bit me!" he argued, rubbing the bitten jaw slightly, before moving his arm to trace doodles on your back.

"i didnt do such a thing," you smirked, before leaning in and biting his neck, feeling him giggle and try to move away.

"you're such a little gremlin," he laughed, before pulling you down, holding you tight against his chest so you couldn't move. finally, you relaxed, your head tucked into the crook of his neck.

"goodnight, love," he whispered, kissing your hairline.

"goodnight," you bit his neck once more, kissing it, then drifted to sleep, a smile on both yours and wilburs face.

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[lanaxoxoxoxoxox]

Nahhhh-- But like, okok, hear me out!

Long Distance relationship with Wilbur and Female Reader using dialogue prompt 18, Fluff:

“you’re worth the wait.”

AHHHHJHDHLKSIHLIVEYLVEHIGVEYGYIDNSB><JH I can't stop thinking about ittt!!!! <3333333

-Your Lovely Moot, Jackie:)

YES YES YES !!! this is supplying me with all my needs rn

you;re wØrth the wait !

cc!wilbur x fem!reader

warnings: insanely cute fluff, its a drabble (shortest piece of writing i've ever done!!!!)

a/n: i listened to lovejoy while writing this, am i cool? /hj ALSO YES JACKIE IM PRASING YOU FOR THIS REQ SO HARD RN, watch out its not edited/proofread, please ignore any mistakes if there are any !

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ. ───

Long distance was fucking hard. Wilbur was on a tour with the rest of Lovejoy around US, Canada, and some small countries in Europe, and I was stuck here in Brighton due to some streamer events.

Sure, we called each other every night and texted as much as we could according to both our busy schedules, but it hurt that I didn't get to hold hands with him, kiss him, play with his hair. I tried keeping it away from Will as much as I could, but I'm pretty sure he could tell in some aspects.

I flopped down on the living room sofa. I had just came home after a long day of recording with Niki, Jack and Ranboo, and I was exhausted. I grabbed a blanket and pulled it over my legs. I suddenly felt my phone start vibrating against the leather of the sofa. I grabbed my phone from in between the cushions and answered the call. The caller ID showed it was Will.

"How would you react if I said if I was planning to come visit you in a month for a week as a break from tour?" Wilbur spoke.

My mouth widened in surprise. "Wh-what?! Oh my fucking god, yes!" I said, quickly from the excitement. "How come it has to be in a month though...?" I said softly.

Wilbur laughed. "My manager said they have a lot of rehearsals and gigs planned for this month. You're worth the wait."

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THIS IS SO HOT- CUTE I MEAN. srsly obsessed with this fic, thank you so much @catswithroses for the req!!

please support me by liking, replying, reblogging or following me! requests are currently CLOSED for the time being. thank you!

love u all mwah xoxox

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[brainrotmybelovd]

Cigarettes out the Window

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My love Wilbur used to always smoke, cigarettes when he couldn’t sleep. He’d disappear for an hour and a half. And when he’d come back, he’d brush his teeth.

But I could still smell it on his raggedy coat, and I could still taste it on his lips when we kissed.

Poor Wilbur would always quit, but he never trally quit, he’d just say he did.

Cigarettes, cigarettes out the window (oh-oh)

Cigarettes, cigarettes out the window (oh-oh)

My love Wilbur used to always smoke, cigarettes when he couldn’t sleep.

Poor little Wilbur, he wishes it was dark. But it’s never really dark in London.

Light from the buildings always shone, but it changed from time when he went away.

Cigarettes, cigarettes out the window (oh-oh)

Cigarettes, cigarettes out the window (oh-oh)

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"You'll find moonlit nights strangely empty because, when you call my name through them, there will be no answer."

“Rather melodramatic, aren’t you?”

"You'll find moonlit nights strangely empty because, when you call my name through them, there will be no answer."

“Do you mind if I smoke?”

"You'll find moonlit nights strangely empty because, when you call my name through them, there will be no answer."

“I always smoke at the theatre.”

"You'll find moonlit nights strangely empty because, when you call my name through them, there will be no answer."

“It somehow… enhances the performance.”

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[yanushh]

"Lovejoy-Consequences" Actually, I'm not a big fan of horny content with anyone in qsmp or dsmp, but with these two I headcanon that as a little spice in their relationship

I'm really tired of doodling every day, I need a break...

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[yawnzzznnn]

😭😭

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[idkwatthehec]

Yall I just realized something.

So you all know about how Eret’s planned ending was the reveal that the Dsmp was actually like a weird sort of time loop thing and that’s why Karl’s Tales were always so similar.

Do you guys remember the underwater city. Where all the main people of the smp had a room. Everyone except one person.

Wilbur didn’t have a room.

Wilbur left the smp before the nuke.

WILBUR LEFT. BEFORE THE CYCLE WAS RENEWED.

THAT MEANS HES NO LONGER A PART OF THE CYCLE.

And that’s why he never ever appeared in a Tales. Not once.

#wilbur soot #dsmp #dream smp #fuck #c!wilbur #goo goobie #dsmp fanfic #dsmp theory #dsmp lore #dsmp wilbur #tales from the smp #karl jacobs #eret

[heartofwritiing]

We could make such a pretty picture

Paring: musicianbur x photographer!reader

Summary: you are lovejoy’s tour photographer and wilbur likes to tease you.

authors note: this is so rushed and unedited mostly just my stream of consciousness that popped into my head while i finish up the zombur fic! its almost done!!

warnings: fluff, short, flirting, a little suggestive maybe, i use a cringey (?) line idk take it as you will lmao, unedited!

“Make sure you get my good side darling.”

Before every show backstage, Wilbur would always tell you to quote: “get my good side” whatever that meant. It was impossible to get his bad side. Every angle Wilbur Soot always looked ethereal, and that had nothing to do with your photography skills.

You would gaze up at him from the pits, readily pointing your camera to capture any shot of him playing his heart out to the screaming fans behind you. Rightfully so, you couldn’t deny how good he looked up on that stage.

Skin glistened with sweat, hair sticking to his forehead, and the light eyeliner slightly smudged in the corners of his eyes. His lips pulled up in a smirk as he flipped his hair in a certain way when a beat dropped. It was undeniable now, that he was doing this on purpose. He was goddamn attractive and he knew it.

After the show you would always sit in one of the green room chairs, keeping to yourself and letting the excitement of the after-show buzz from the band fill the room. You were scrolling through the photos, admiring your work on a picture of Ash with the lightning just right when you felt a presence creep up behind you.

“That ones quiet good,” Wilbur’s voice made you jump out of your skin, and he laughed at your startled state.

“Thanks,” you replied, returning to scrolling through your pictures but Wilbur stayed right by your shoulder. Sounds of his bandmates laughter filled the space, he couldn’t care to jump into their conversation. Too entranced by your photography. Wilbur had never truly seen your work before. Of course there was pictures the band used for the instagram account, but those were taken by their previous photographer.

You were new, and Wilbur had briefly seen your work before. Only two shows into the tour, you didn’t have the time to sit with the lead singer and exhibit your entire portfolio to hkm. But seeing how you captured his presence on stage so well, with the white strobe light hitting him at just the right angle, caused his interest to be peaked even further. It made him want to get to know you better.

“you know, we make such a pretty picture,” you can hear the deviousness in his voice and the underlying meaning behind his own lyrics he was using towards you. It warms your cheeks and you avoid his eyes that are burning into the side of your face.

You cleared your throat and repositioned yourself in your seat. “whatever you say, its all you up there on that stage,”

The next night, standing once more in the pits, camera ready as the first chords of 'Portrait of a Blank Slate' blasted through the venue speakers, and screams exploded around you. As the color lights switch from dark blue to deep red, Wilbur saunters to the microphone and begins singing the first lyrics.

You lift your camera up to your face and look through the viewfinder to be met with an up-close Wilbur, who is pressing his lips right into the microphone. A smirk pulled the corner of his mouth when he peeked open his eye to catch you pointing your camera at him. Cheeky bastard.

As he sang the next few lyrics, his hands lift up to the top part of his shirt where it was unbuttoned. Running his index finger from from his collar down to his chest, he sang; ‘shes an artist, paints across my chest,’ while sending you a quick wink.

Your mouth parted in utter shock and felt your heart beating in your ears. How does this man do this to you? You hadn’t even known him that long, but he was making you feel dizzy with the slightest little actions. You quickly shook away any thoughts popping into your mind and took a couple more photos of him. The last one was of him leaning back while strumming the next chords, then you moved on to capture more of the other band members. You just had to force yourself away from him before you got carried away.

That same night later on the tour bus, you were going through your photos again. One in particular caught your eye, it was of Wilbur with the red lights behind him casting him in a dark glow, and his guitar lifted into the air while he threw his head back. Infamous rockstar pose, you decide to call it. You chose a couple more to post to your professional instagram account, tagging the band members each in their respective photos.

About an hour later a notification came up on your phone that a mutual had commented on your photo. You checked it and immediately felt butterflies fluttering in your stomach at the words on your screen.

@/WilburSoot: Told you we make such a pretty picture ;)

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[nikaizkool]

As much as I’d like to believe Wilbur is a non kinky person (idk why) I saw this edit and it was like “you like that” “Hmmm” like those edits and oml so here is some ppl choking you 😉😉😉

•Wilbur

He’d wrap his hands around your throat lightly but firmly, like blocking your airways a bit. He’d probs be topping while doing this so I’d imagine him taking a hand off your throat to move hair out of his eyes so he can see the look on your face or to move your hair off your neck/chest so he can leave hickeys he doesn’t make them to noticeable just to spare the teasing of his friends. Speaking of teasing I’d feel like he’d tease you in the beginning by edging you

•quackity

He’d wrap one hand around your neck lightly while fucking you, hed sloppily kiss you and like leave very VERY noticeable hickeys on your neck, like wil he’d also tease you but instead of edging before actually putting it in he’d pull out mid “coitus” and make you beg.

•schlatt

Fucking daddy dom dude he’d be spitting in your mouth and using both hands each to choke you with while fucking pounding you. He’d definitely degrade you and maybe? Maybe knife play if he knows your ok with it.

#schlatt smut #schlatt x reader #wilbur soot x reader #wilbur soot smut #quackity x reader #quackity x reader smut #quackity fanfic #Wilbur soot fanfic #schlatt fanfic #smut #dsmp #qsmp

[ashthefrogprin]

Rant to me, I like the sound, I like your voice, I like your mouth..

[Based on a fic titled "The show must go on" by Existing_Pog on Ao3]

#i gave more details on the cat then Wilbur and Quackity #as i fuckin should we love cats in this blog #tntduo #wilbur soot #quackity #tntduo fanart #tntduo fanfic #fanfic rec

[haunted-headset]

🤍 Did You Just Flinch? 🤍

Summary: You flinched when he yelled at you.

word count: 761

tags: @zuuriell @somebody-v @vibestillaxxx @ax-y10 @joviepog@themonsterunderurmom @ogelizasoot @wilburstan@smolsleepykitten@funnyreally2009@crows-death@dykepunz@aresriiots@0miamor0@defonotval@chipch0p@mazzistar16@unmellowyellowfellow@justalittlebitofchaos@thosecolorfulsheets@vopix@taylors-version-from-the-vault@aine-lasagna@merianakross@veeislost@urfav-sapphic-siren@shazbaz58-blog @wifiatthetrainstation@mcr-pr-fob@shd454@universe-friday@rqvii@idioticion@m0thza@artistphantom @ace-call-me-what-youd-like @lexx-the-gay-rubber-ducky @finleyforevermore @poraphia @radio-to-trenchcoat-demons @mysticalsoot(let me know if u don't or do wanna be tagged!!)

cw: cursing, arguing, use of Y/N, you/yours pronouns used, reader flinches, hurt/comfort, Wilbur being kind of a dickhead, mentions of past abuse, use of a pet name at the end

a/n: hey guys! Quick little story: I watched a video that was basically Wilbur getting mad for like 3 or so minutes, & the first clip was Wilbur pretending to be angry at someone who was interviewing him, & Wilbur yells very loudly & I flinched & I thought "that's a banger idea for a fic, good job, me!" so yeah!! :) here's the video if you wanna see

You & Wilbur both had terrible days. You didn't get a wink of sleep because of work & stress, & the entire week, you two were snippy with each other. You didn't blame him for any of it; he was stressed, & he was tired. Today, however, you were a little angry with him for it. You two had been extra snippy last night & had an argument, & that led to Wilbur choosing to sleep on the couch, & he didn't give you your good morning kisses & hugs when he left for the studio. He just said muttering a goodbye. Not once, in all of the years of dating you, did he ever not kiss you before he left. Even if you were screaming at him the night before or you were both pissed off at each other, he'd still do it.

When you finally got home from work, you found Wilbur sitting at his desk in the office, a mug of coffee next to his laptop. He was tapping his foot repetitively & he looked tired. His hair was tousled & his eyelids were drooping. You walked over to grab the coffee mug & he grabbed your wrist, not hard enough to hurt you.

"I'm still drinking that," he sighed.

"Hello to you too," you replied. He sighed again. "I'm just refilling your coffee for you."

"I didn't ask you to do that," he snapped. "I can do it myself."

"What is your issue today?" you said, somewhat annoyed.

"What's my issue?!" he said, raising his voice slightly. "What's your issue?! You've been such an ass to me this week! You're not making the stress any fuckin' easier!"

"Neither are you!" you said, your voice also raising. "You're being an ass, too! A massive one!"

"Oh, j--FUCK OFF!" he said, now yelling. "Fuck off! You think--you just sat there thinkin' you're tough shit, didn't you, fuckin' wanker?"

You froze. He's never yelled at you like that before.

"I-I can leave & let you be if you want--" you started in a small voice.

"Oh, so you're just fuckin' dumping me now?!" he shouted. "Is that what you're doing?! You're trying to break up with me?! What a fuckin' load of bollocks!"

"No no no no!" you said, still using that soft voice. "I-I was just going into another--"

"What, are you gonna try & cheat on me?!" he yelled, somehow getting louder. "Is that what this is, you fuckin' wanker?"

"Not at all!" you said quietly. "Not at all! I wouldn't dream of--"

"SPEAK UP!" he nearly shrieked as he raised his hand. "JESUS FUCKING CHRIST!"

You flinched & covered your head as you shook & were on the verge of tears. He was most likely going to hit you. That's what the last few did.

Wilbur froze. He lowered his hand & looked at you with shock. Tears began to fill his eyes.

"Did you just flinch?" he said, almost a whisper. "Love, I--I wasn't going to hurt you. I would never."

You didn't say anything. You just sobbed.

"Oh my God, darling," he whispered, his voice cracking. He moved your hands away from your face & wrapped his arms around your waist as he took in the sight of your trembling lips & tearful eyes.

"I'm not like him, love," he whispered, tears rolling down his cheeks. "I would never even dream of hurting you, okay? I'm so sorry I scared you. I shouldn't have yelled."

& you broke down in his arms as he buried your head in his chest & let out a few small cries of his own. You both mumbled apologies to each other constantly as you hugged each other like your lives depended on it. Suddenly, he picked you up bridal style & placed you on the bed.

"Wait right here, okay?" he said, brushing the hair away from your face. "I'm going to run the store."

He came back a few moments later with a full grocery bag. When you opened the bag, you saw your favorite snacks, drinks, candy, a plushie, & a pair of slippers.

"Wil, this is too much--" you started. He cut you off with a gentle kiss.

"Nothing is too much for my sunflower," he smiled. "Now, what movie do you want to watch?"

For the rest of the night, you two watched your favorite movies & TV shows, & when it was time to go to bed, you two cuddled & talked & giggled with each other until you fell asleep in his arms.

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[deejayrockz]

PAIRING — sickbur x reader

SUMMARY — wilbur gets sick and wants nothing except from your cuddles, despite his fever

NOTES — fluff, mentions of illness (nothing serious, but may mention being sick, coughing, etc). slight angst, if you count wilbur being ill as angst. lowercase is on purpose. mentions of being shirtless, however you can pretend you're not if you wish !!

EXTRA — i'm currently i'll and watching matpats fnaf lore, really wanting cuddles 💔💔

he woke up, around 3am, in a coughing fit. his head felt heavy, and his vision disappeared for a good 2 minutes when he stood up to get water. once he regained his vision, he slowly went to the kitchen, making sure to not let the door creak, as to not wake you.

"will?" he jumped, almost dropping his glass of water. he turned, seeing you in your pyjamas, turning the kitchen light on.

"sorry, did i wake you?" he whispered, his voice croaky, causing him to clear his throat, which then led to another small coughing fit.

"are you alright?" you asked, your previous tiredness soon disappearing out of worry. you walked over, rubbing a hand up and down his back, leaning your head on the back of his shoulder.

he soon relaxed, leaning his head into your shoulder, placing his glass down, and wrapping his arms around your waist.

"what's the matter?" you asked, kissing his head, feeling the heat radiate off his skin.

"i feel like shit.." he whispered,his body practically fully slumped onto yours.

"okay, you head to bed, i'll find something for you," you cradled his cheek, as he lifted his head and nodded. he soon kissed your cheek and headed back to the bedroom.

the minute you came back, orange juice (for Vitamin C) and some biscuits (simply for his probably empty stomach) in your hand, he waited impatiently as you placed the glass down, before dragging you next to him and clinging onto you tightly.

you giggled, running a hand through his slightly sweaty hair, "can you drink some of the juice for me?"

he nodded and obliged, taking small sips of the drink, leaving the biscuits, claiming he wasn't hungry right now.

he placed the glass down, wrapping his arms around your waist, head tucked into your neck.

"will, sweetheart, you're burning up, atleast take some of your layers off". you sighed, pushing him off of you, and pulling on his jumper.

"only if you do," he said, however had already started taking his jumper off. you laughed, taking off your top as well, leaving you in a vest and him with nothing on his upper half.

"come here, let's get you to sleep."

he happily jumped back into your arms, his head snuggled into your chest, hands drawing small circles on your hips.

being shirtless infront of your partner was one thing, but being naked was another. the intimate, yet not quite sexual, feeling of being skin to skin while cuddling, warmed up his heart like no other.

he knew you were the one, when he didn't feel uncomfortable being vulnerable around you. when he could change infront of you, without feeling judgemental eyes. he had fully let his guard down, let all his insecurities be on display for you to kiss and cherish for the rest of your life.

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[lanaxoxoxoxoxox]

guitar strings, darlin'

musician!bur x afab reader

warnings: none, just a silly lil blurb with some silly lil fluff

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Wilbur and I were in a weird stage of friendship. We hang out almost every day (every other day at the very least), but if we separate for whatever reason, when we finally meet again, its as if nothing came between us. Many people, including the other members of Lovejoy, say that we're lucky to have that. Though, I don't think much of it. That's just Wilbur and I.

Wilbur and I first met at one of their first live gigs. They were playing at my local bar, so I decided to help out a local band near me. My thoughts then were, "Not like it's gonna hurt me! Nothing will come out of it for me anyways." And those thoughts? 100% wrong. Turns out, Wilbur has seen me play at the gigs I play, and happened to notice me in the audience at their gig. They asked me if I wanted to join, and I was starstruck. I was starstruck by not only getting asked to be part of Lovejoy, but by Wilbur. I mean, what can I say. He's practically an angel. He's sweet to everyone he meets, even if they're a total prick. He's funny, and god, he's pretty. Like, top tier level pretty. His eyes remind me of old brick libraries and the smell of burnt out cigarettes.

Obviously, I accepted the offer. And that's where I was brought to at this current moment. Sitting alone in the recording room with Wilbur, recording and trying out different stupid lyric ideas, with the light of an old lamp in the corner besides a burning candle.

"We need a good adjective to describe what the singer is feeling that still goes along with the rhythm of 'One Day'." I stated. Wilbur nodded his head in agreement, playing with the strings on his guitar.

Will's head looked back at me. "What if we make the chord using these notes?" I looked at his fingers, observing the notes he was demonstrating. I looked back at the guitar in my hands, struggling to find the right positions that he was in.

"How do you manage to put your fingers in that position?" I laughed. Wilbur laughed back at me, placing his guitar to lean on the desk besides us. He leaned over to me, and grabbed my hands and adjusted my fingers to the right strings. I looked up at him as he did so, getting lost from admiring the small features on his face.

I didn't even notice when Will was done with my hands until he made eye contact with me. I quickly looked away and fixed my hair. Wilbur chuckled, and lifted my chin up. He looked at the moon necklace displayed on my collarbone.

"That's a pretty necklace you got there." he said, playing with the metal. I blushed in response. He seemed to notice, but sighed, and sat back down. He then pulled his chair closer to mine.

"Can I tell you something, Y/n?" he asked. I nodded.

"I think I'm in fucking love with you."

My eyes widened at his words. Those were the words I have been waiting to hear for months at a time, and they finally came.

"I think I'm in love with you too, Wilbur." I smiled.

Wilbur looked at me and pulled my chin up slightly. "Can I kiss you?"

Instead of responding, I closed the space between us first. I could feel Wilbur smiling into the kiss. His lips were soft and slightly parted. Wilbur was the first one to pull away and he laughed. "You have no idea how long I've been waiting for that."

I giggled and wrapped my arms around his neck, giving him one more peck on the lips and sliding my face into the crook of his neck, giving him a hug.

"LET'S FUCKING GO! I knew it was gonna happen! Ash owes me £50 now!" Mark yelled outside the door.

Wilbur scoffed at Mark and Joe standing outside the door. "Oh fuck off!"

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ahhh i love this fic so much 😭

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love ya!! <3

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[average-vibe]

SBI reacting to u sleeping on them :)

summary: it’s in the title lol

pairings: techno x reader (platonic or romantic) philza x reader (platonic) wilbur x reader(meant to be romantic but platonic too), and tommy x reader (romantic or platonic)

warnings: swearing

a/n: sup.

masterlist

PHILZA MINECRAFT

You and phil were chilling on the couch, your head gently rested on his shoulders, watching TV.

“see, i don’t know why he didn’t-“ phil said, before the sound of your snoring filled his ears. “er, mate?” he said, lightly tapping your head, to no response. phil turned the TV down, and tried to make you more comfy without awaking you. when one of his noisy sons would come in, he would tell them to, and i quote, “shut the fuck up, are you fucking blind?” in a whisper yell. when you woke up, he chuckled, and asked, “are you done?”, and proceeded to cackle at your horrified face

extra things:

WOULD NOT GET UP. EVER. HUNGRY? GOTTA WAIT, YNS ASLEEP.

knows how to handle it bc he has 3 sons and 3 more adopted kids, including you.

would tell wilbur to “stop playing your fucking guitar, someone’s trying to get their beauty sleep.”

TECHNOBLADE (fly high)

you laid on top of techno, arms draped around his sides, like this

you were really tired that day, and really wanted some rest. everyone else was out at wilbur’s gig, and techno was your best option.

“eH?” was all techno said when you asked if you could cuddle with him. “why would i do that?” was the next thing

eventually, you bribed him by letting him read you greek mythology, and after some begging, he finally gave in and, will rolled eyes, let you climb onto him.

you listened to him ramble on about how cool some of the gods were, his voice putting your brain to rest. as he rambled, he noticed your breathing getting quieter, and you stopped moving.

“hey? yn?” he whispered, before finally realizing you were sound asleep.

both mortified and in appreciation of you, he quietly sat there, letting you rest. every once in a while he’s tap on you, to see if you had woken up yet, but your still body didn’t budge.

when the boys got home, their ruckus woke you up. and techno was fully prepared to fight them.

EXTRA STUFF

if you started showing that you were cold, he would put his cloak on you without second thought.

when you’ve okie up, he just smirked and said, “welcome.”

WILBUR

you came into his room after school, tired and worn out of the day.

“hey.” wil said, strumming his guitar, smiling.

“hey. can i sleep in here? i wanna be in a quiet room” you said.

“yeah, cmon.” he said, setting his guitar down on the ground and laying down, patting himself like a chair.

“on you?” you questioned, raising an eyebrow.

“of course.” wil said, smiling. you laid down on him, quickly feeling comfortable and at home.

eventually, you both fell asleep, just like this:

EXTRA STUFF:

every once in a while, he would wipe some hair out of your face and hold your cheek.

forehead kisses. obviously.

TOMMYINNIT

when you first walked into his room asking to sleep, he looked horrified

“i beg your fucking pardon?” he asked, as you giggled your head off.

“alright fine.” he eventually muttered, opening his lanky arms to let you come into his arms

you climbed into his arms, and you couldn’t ignore the look of adoration he gave you.

you fell asleep in his arms, like this:

EXTRA STUFF

when wilbur found you two, tommy immediately whisper screamed at him to fuck off

he stared at you for the entire time, just admiring you :)

#wilbur soot fluff #tommyinnit x reader #sbi x reader #fluff #philza x reader #philza #technoblade #technoblade x reader #sbi #fanfic #mcyt #mcyt x reader #dsmp x you #dsmp

[waddei]

"Wilbur has only ever known this little church, serving the Blood God. His whole life revolves around it, he's not allowed to leave, but he's fine with that.

at least he thinks so, until a strange blonde teen keeps showing up and annoying him."

pieces I did for @gay-crows-in-a-trenchcoat 's "thick skull never (did nothing for me)" a fic about blood god!tommy and priest!Wilbur for the @mcytblraufest !! really really good one so go check it out ^^

#mcytblr au fest #tommyinnit #tommyinnit fanart #wilbur soot #wilbur soot fanart #wadds art #fic fanart #fanfic fanart #dsmp fanfic

[werenotacoupleyesyouare]

You guys are right btw we are reclaiming the dsmp in 2024 she’s ours

#i want to make comics and fanfic that would have killed 2021 me on the spot #the server is not a wasteland anymore it’s full of characters and their plotlines #c!connor and c!fundy start a community radio/podcast #c!bench trio marriage VINE BOOM #the bank plotline with boomer and hannah #she/her c!wilbur #c!eret crown arc #c!puffychu wake up after a night out to find c!quackity snuggled up between them #no context whatsoever #anyway #merry 2024 #dsmp #were rambles

[gizmo-writes]

Going to a haunted house with Wilbur

- You're definitely going first. He has his hands on your shoulders but he's definitely making you go first.

- He screams for sure, he does not like scary stuff, especially when they jump out at him.

- He'll grab your hips out of fear and pull you back into him. It's his way of protecting you.

- He talks. A lot. It's his way of getting through it. Talking and making jokes to hopefully get you to laugh or talk to him.

- If he could, he'd pick you up and throw you over his shoulder and run out of there but he can't since you're in front and you wanted to come so badly

- This is also your idea, he would never have this idea on his own. He hates haunted houses but you looked so excited so he was happy to go... until he got there.

- he may have a panic attack.. but not one so severe he breaks down, just one that makes him short of breath. You're able to calm him down pretty quickly though

- he definitely demands tons of kisses and cuddles afterwards.

- he may have nightmares though.

#wilbur soot #wilbur soot x reader #wilbur soot fluff #wilbur soot x y/n #wilbur soot x you #wilbur soot angst #wilbur soot fanfic #wilbur soot fanfiction #wilbur soot imagine #will gold x reader #william gold x reader #will lovejoy