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another universe, wilbur soot x reader

note: hi!! i know, i know. it's been a while.. i've just been extremely busy with irl stuff (classical excuse, but i truly was). no promises that i'm gonna post every day or every week but i've been in the mood to write lately so we'll just see. anywaaayyysss enjoy this little thing (??) i wrote when i was on the verge of falling asleep :D bubyee~

it would be silly to call this love.

but boy you were in love with the person sitting right in front of you at that exact moment.

the way his gaze was sparkling with stars in those oaky eyes. the way he was talking, blabbering words that you couldn't translate in your head because you were too distracted by his beauty. his skin, his hair, his.. he was just immaculate. perfect. flawless.

"... hello?? earth to y/n??"

fuck.

"um yes, pardon me. uh you were saying, will?" you snapped out of it, feeling your face slightly get hotter from the embarrassment.

wilbur looked at you weirdly. it was as if there was a puzzle laid bare on your face and he was trying to sort it out.

"you've been zoning out a lot, it's starting to worry me.. i can get you water, if that's what you need?" he offered, but you refused kindly.

besides, you felt bad asking for a drink as wilbur's apartment was quite new and you noticed that he hadn't gone grocery shopping so the stock was pretty low.

"ah no no no, that's very kind of you wilbur, but i'm fine. i think.. i think i just need some fresh air."

you stood up, and got held back by a gentle pull.

"in that case, let me come with you," wilbur offered again, yet this time didn't seem much like an offer. it was more.. of an insist. he was insisting. he WANTED to come. so you let him.

both of you walked towards the balcony, which wasn't that big, but big enough to fit two young adults. breathing in some air, you felt your chest get lighter as you gained back the ability to breathe. midnight breeze flowed through your skin, sending chills down your spine.

"have you ever wondered.. what if we lived in a different world?" you asked, obviously forgetting that wilbur could hear you loud and clear.

you continued, "like.. in a universe, where things aren't the same. would fate still bring us to meet? would we still be friends?"

or would we be more than that? more than just friends.

wilbur didn't question it, instead answering it with his full chest, "we would."

"hm? how so?"

"because y/n, in whichever universe, or whichever life i have to live, i'll always be seeking for you."

you turned your head at him and your lips curved into a soft smile.

"i will always be seeking for you too, will."

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cuddling with wilbur soot

#WILBUR : do you know that butterflies can taste with their feet

#WILBUR : *whispers* what would you do if you can taste with your feet?

#YOU : for the love of god it's 2 in the fucking morning.

#WILBUR : ... and the answer is??

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What about when our little mail man is ours? How would he be? 🥺🤲

MAILMAN WILBUR !!

i have exams next week so i am very very sorry if i'm kinda slow with this whole thing :(

- wilbur doesn't only send you letters, but eventually sends you flowers once he's more used to the relationship.

- your personal bicycle driver. it sounds lame but cars are overrated anyways.

- takes you out around the neighborhood after he's all done with work.

- starts coming over outside of work hours.

- he does that thing where he bows when he hands you your package, as if it was a royal inheritance from the queen herself.

- lets you wear his mailman outfit (it's a little too big for you tho..)

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More Wilbur Mailman 🤧🥺

i gotchu :)

MOREE MAILMAN!WILBUR HCS ..

- buys you stupid items therefore he has a reason to come over during work hours.

- this one time he got you cat food. you don't own any cats.

- he purposely delivers your packages last, just so he can chat with you longer while not worrying about other packages that need to be delivered.

- i need to add that he is easily flustered because um he doesn't usually get bitches as a mailman. it's a pretty boring job, trust me.

- wilbur covers his face with his mailman hat when he blushes.

- his love language is obviously sending you letters :)

- he tells you about everything. literally any useless fact he can find, he writes it down in the letter for you to read.

- he also sends cliché love letters .. and you KNOW he does it unironically sometimes.

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HELLO I JUST GOT BACK HOME FROM SCHOOL??

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anotha mailman wilbur hc :D 

this is becoming a series here because i have a lot of these LMAO anyway,

- he takes advantage of his job to like .. confess.

- neatly written piece of letter with drawn hearts all over.

- he’d be blushing HARD when handing it to you and would immediately leave (with his ugly ass bicycle, obviously).

- when you open it, his handwriting would be surprisingly neat.

- poetic. VERY POETIC. GOD DAMN IT.

- he’d come back the next day to “deliver mail” confess properly because he cowered out the day before hehe ^___^

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brainrotting mailman wilbur au ..

#WILBUR : *throws package at your door*

#YOU : *shouts from window* DON’T THROW IT YOU DUMBASS

#WILBUR : CAN’T HEAR YOOUU ~ *drives away with his ugly ass bicycle*

#YOU : *sighs* there goes my new set of plates ..

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late night studying , wilbur x reader

summary — you have a big test tomorrow and wilbur tries to stop you from studying too much.

late-night study sessions were the worst, especially for you. it was always a battle between you and the urge to flop in bed or scroll through twitter. this time wasn't any better either. you had a big important exam the next day, but nothing made sense. your head was running hundreds and thousands of miles, trying to consume whatever this huge book had to offer. besides, your attention span got shorter and shorter by the second. you crumbled the paper on the desk pure out of frustration. how were you supposed to study like this ?? right before you threw the now-messed-up paper, someone knocked on the bedroom door. the person walked in immediately without your permission. however, once you saw their face, it was obvious that you trust them enough to have the right to walk into your room mid-studying.

"you alright, love?" wilbur asked, gently rubbing your back. he most likely heard you groan every five seconds and wanted to check on you. the thought of that warmed your heart, even though it's such a normal thing in relationships.

"yeah it's��� i'm just studying, that's all," you replied, giving him the best smile you could, even with the amount of fatigue that was happening with you physically and mentally.

despite your effort of convincing him that you were doing fine, wilbur wasn't falling for any of that twaddle. he raised an eyebrow, showing his disbelief.

you sighed and told him the truth, "okay yeah maybe i'm a little worn out."

"come onnn .. " he left a quick peck on your forehead as a way to persuade you to stop overworking. "you've been studying all day. at least let me go to bed with you."

"but what about—" you tried, there was obviously an effort to reason with him. still, wilbur found his way to get what he wanted. he shut down your excuses and put away all your books so that way you have to finish whether you liked it or not.

you rolled your eyes, finding yourself following the tall and endearing figure to the bed. he tackled you down, kissing you all over the face. butterflies grew in your stomach and you hated it. you hated that you'd do anything for wilbur.

he stopped attacking you with kisses and just shoved his face into your shoulder, slowly melting. that moment you knew you were lucky to have someone like him. someone like wilbur soot.

"goodnight," you whispered.

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ngl i have 10 wilbur soot fanfics in my drafts i just don’t know how to use this damn app ....